Washington DC
Everything looked normal up top, cars running off miniature solar batteries hovering 2 feet off the ground at 90 miles an hour were everywhere during rush hour, their drivers depending on their onboard computers to navigate the mire of traffic. As usual tourists were littering the streets taking in the sites, to them the city was one great big historical museum, adding to an already seeming impossible flow of never ending people and vehicles.
Gabrielle sped along the street listening to the ancient serene music of Enya, history and antiquities had always been her thing, her body had been honed by hard work and a series of martial arts techniques that had made her the healthiest specimen of womanhood in these parts. She had met her husband, Hercules (named after one of her heroes in Greek lore), when she took a course in the ancient art of Tae Kwan Do where he had been teaching. Growing up among a loving family in the farm lands of Kansas had given her a good character which had been built upon by her love of heroes and heroines she had been named after her favorite heroine's (Xena) sidekick. Her martial arts experiences and teachings had only strengthened her ingrained morals.
She had seen a documentary on the underground teeming beneath the streets of DC and had come to witness it for herself, possibly to see if she couldn't do something about the situation where life was worthless and everything else was there for the taker. Hercules being the excellent husband that he was had left his job to accompany her on her new quest money had never seemed to be a problem with him.
But underground the story was radically different, stale air and the dregs of society litter the now empty subways, cardboard shelters had sprung up to house the drug addicts and social outcasts that no one seemed to want. Down here anything you could get away with was legal and that included just about everything, killings were a natural occurrence bringing only mild disinterest from the other inhabitants. As long as it wasn't them being murdered who cared, their place in the jungle of their existence would be instantly filled by anyone who dared fill it. It was an ongoing war between the strongest and the unluckiest because down here anyone was just damn lucky to be alive. You could buy anything if you had the price and that didn't always mean money, some of the richest and most powerful people up top had lost not only their money but their souls and lives underground, simply disappearing.
The main ruling force and only law was Xena, named after some skanky warlord in ancient mythology, her dominance was supreme and everyone knew from birth not to cross her if you wanted to live another second. Killing was her joy in life and watching the scum scurry into hiding as she passed was a particular thrill. Her husband was Ares, he had been named for some long forgotten God of War and lived up to his name fully, he'd rather watch a good fight than fuck and he loved a good fuck! Together they had explored all forms of debauchery, raping and domination with any they desired. Their fertile minds had come up with all forms of sexual toys for those who weren't afraid to use them and they had made trillions in the sale and manufacture of them, along with the sale and manufacture of the latest psychedelic drugs. Everyday would see them in the subways looking for likely targets for their lusts, sending them back to their laboratories for health screening to filter out possible diseases, they didn't care for anyone else's health, it was their own they were concerned with. Besides they had to test their newest toys now didn't they! Money had made them rich but other people's fear had made them powerful!
"Hey, Babe, how 'bout we take a walk and see if we can pick up some likely candidates for tonight's festivities, hmm! I think I'd like to find some prick with lotsa stamina, hard muscles and hung like a bull, a few hours on our pleasure rack and he'll be begging me to take him in the ass! What do you think? And maybe a bull dyke for you to turn into a mushball with wanting. I love to watch you at work, lover!" Ares was getting hot just thinking about it.
"I dunno...I'm kinda tired of all that rough stuff! Maybe a real feminine femme all pure and innocent, yeah, one who would want me so bad that I smell her...I could use the new T2100 strap-on, with it you can't tell where one of you stop and the other one starts!" Xena purred.
"Oooo, baby, I remember you in my ass with that one--it's quite a hummer! That was pure genius on your part. Grafting real skin and nerve centers on it so you feel like it's attached to you and your partner can't tell the difference between it and the real thing except this one can stay hard forever and an hour! Remind me to get one of the portable models, my buddy fuck won't know what hit him, yeah!" Ares was primed and ready, as if he wasn't all of the time.
"Hang on while I get some hunting clothes on!" Xena laughed as she exited the room, the anticipation of the hunt was almost as good as the fuck itself. "Let's do some hunting up top today! Get us some fresh meat for the kill!"
"Now that's my girl! You're even beginning to think like me! Need any help getting dressed or better yet undressed!" Ares suggested with an evil grin.
"No, bull-moose, you help me and we won't get any hunting done! We always end up in bed for the day when you help me!" Xena hollered back at her grinning husband.
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Part 2
Hercules and Gabrielle had decided to walk around for awhile and see if they could get an idea how to get underground, against the advice of their automated taxi who warned them that this wasn't the part of town to take a nice genial walk in. As the hatch closed the onboard computer reported its location and the fact that its occupants would likely be on the missing persons reports in the morning. The couple moved on quietly looking for a likely person to question in regard to their quest, not knowing that they had already caught the eyes of the very people who could see that their stay underground would be long and erotic, if not necessarily comfortable.
Xena had spotted a blonde with an athletic looking build, nice full breasts, and sweet demeanor wearing a white full dress with high heels the minute she had stepped from the taxi, which wasn't hard because she shone brightly in the drab and paltry sidewalks as the traffic flew by. Her husband had stood stock still when the tall, muscular man with flowing blonde hair had followed closely behind her, not that she blamed him, the man could easily have been a god.
"Well, it looks like we've found our play toys for tonight! Hell, even without the health screening you can tell be looking at them they've never been sick in their life! I might even give you a run for your money for the man too! Not really, sweetie, we'll both have a hell of a time with these two!" Xena was so hot already that Ares could smell her.
"Slow down, whore! You don't know what we might be stepping into here! Those aren't your ordinary run of the mill pleasure seekers that you find around her. They look very suspicious to me, maybe we had better pass on them!" Ares backpeddled as fast as he could, seeing the big blonde man had really thrown him for a loop.
"Since when are you running from a challenge, whore dog! We've broken bigger men than that on a bad day! What happened to my husband, the big bad whoremonger, who can take on anyone? Did you lose your balls, man? I want that woman and if I have to go through that mountain of muscle to get her then that's the way it is! You coming or am I gonna have to be the one with the balls in this family!" Xena berated him.
"I'll distract the big guy while you take the little woman but I'm not going to try to take him on! There's something fishy going on here and I just don't like the feel of it! And if you're worried about my balls, we can always go home and I'll show you first hand what my balls can do!" Ares answered, not taking his eyes off the blonde couple, "Nope, I don't like this one little bit but let's go."
They had just started to move when one of their stooges ran up and told them that the other couple were asking all sorts of questions about the underground.
"Well, I guess we'll just have to give the little lady a first hand look at it, won't we, lover!" Xena's husky voice poured in.
Hercules did a double-take when Ares walked up to him and asked to talk to him privately. He didn't want to leave Gabrielle alone but it was too early in the game to be answering all the questions he knew she would throw at him, so he agreed and the two men went inside a restaurant to have their talk.
Gabrielle waited patiently outside wondering if Hercules was getting any information out of the strange looking man. He looked like his clothes had been poured on him, all in black shiny material, accentuating the muscular build of the man not to mention the large bulge in his pants, not a bad ass either. Herc would think she had gone off the deep end if she told him her thoughts. The poor dear didn't seem to think she had a horny bone in her body, and truth be told he really didn't do that much for her, for some reason their sex life had never really gotten off the ground. They really seemed more like friends and companions rather than husband and wife but he had been so good to her and for her that there was no way she would ever complain or tell him for that matter.
"Hello! Pardon me but my name is Xena, that's my husband talking to the man you were with. Can I help you with anything while they're having their little chat? If you don't mind I think I'd like to wait here with you until they are finished."
Gabrielle looked up into the bluest eyes she had ever seen, they shown like the bluest of sapphires, framed by tanned skin and long black hair she momentarily lost herself in their depth. Xena was having similar problems herself. The green eyes staring innocently into hers were like a siren's call taking her to places that she had never been. Ares was right there was something fishy going on here, the little blonde was casting a spell of some kind over her. What ever it was vanished as one of her stooges stepped up behind the little witch and shot her full of a strong sedative that made her begin to crumple only to be caught up in the muscular arms of the dark woman.
Stepping into the long black car that moved silently to the curb, Xena held her precious bundle as she slept peacefully, never knowing what awaited her.
"Computer override 666 Xena! Protocol change, no longer answer to Ares! Destination...New York Underground...Main Station...Maximum speed and leave no signals behind. I don't know what kind of game's being played out here, little one, but you and I are going to play our little games out without Ares' intervention...well, at least for awhile!"