{"id":12185,"date":"2015-09-06T23:07:49","date_gmt":"2015-09-07T05:07:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=12185"},"modified":"2015-09-06T23:07:49","modified_gmt":"2015-09-07T05:07:49","slug":"nikkis-revenge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=12185","title":{"rendered":"Nikki’s Revenge"},"content":{"rendered":"

(A \u2018What If\u2026\u2019 fanfiction involving two characters from the Kill Bill movies)<\/strong><\/p>\n

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They say your past always catches up with you. I thought I had taken care of my past when I went out and hunted down every member of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad. But there was someone I hadn\u2019t counted on.<\/p>\n

B.B.\u2019s graduation day was the proudest day of my life. Not only did she get through high school, but I personally put her through college. Seeing her walk across that stage to get her diploma was a moment that is permanently etched in my memory. Naturally I never went to college because of the direction my life took. But it made me feel so much better knowing my daughter had a very bright future ahead of her.<\/p>\n

The whole day I felt like I was intruding on her life with her friends. I could tell I had become a fifth wheel, someone who was tolerated more than welcomed among her friends. So I gave her one last hug and then left her to it as she was taking a trip to Las Vegas with her girlfriends to go celebrate.<\/p>\n

That evening I had a chance to ruminate on everything it had taken to get to this point. Getting her back from Bill and then starting a new life hadn\u2019t been easy. I worked really hard at it though, trying to put my former life behind me. But deep down Bill was right. I could never stop being who I was, and I was beginning to itch for another assignment, another assassination even though he was no longer around to give me one.<\/p>\n

As I lay there in bed watching reruns on TV I relived the events of the day in my mind all over again. I was so proud of B.B. And even though she had graduated from college and was about to embark on a life of her own I still felt protective. Maybe it\u2019s being a mother\u2026 or maybe it was this feeling I\u2019d been having over the past few months that something wasn\u2019t right.<\/p>\n

There was nothing definite to pin my unease upon; after all, everything had gone just fine. B.B. had finished the classes she needed to graduate and had done so with flying colors. There was nothing I could pinpoint specifically; maybe I was just worried as a mother over her trip to Vegas. At least she\u2019d promised to call me from her cell phone when she got in.<\/p>\n

I never told her about my past life, and I tried to keep my previous activities a secret. But you know how nosey some daughters can be. I don\u2019t know if she ever found out, but there were times when she seemed a little suspicious. I just kept telling her it was a past I was not proud of and that I wanted her and I to move into the future together.<\/p>\n

The hour got late and I never heard from B.B. I began to worry: what if they\u2019d had a flat tire along the way? What if they ran into some unsavory characters? Once more I felt that distinct unease, as though there was unfinished business from my past reaching out to pull me back in.<\/p>\n

It was almost midnight when I finally got a text from my daughter. I snatched up the phone in relief, recognizing her distinctive ring I had programmed into my cell phone. But all I saw was this unnerving text\u2026<\/p>\n

Mom, who is Vernita Green?<\/em><\/p>\n

I had a feeling of dread as I checked for any other messages. But the only other thing she sent me was this picture of an abandoned building on the outskirts of town. Now why the hell had she sent that??<\/p>\n

Fear suddenly clutched my heart as a feeling of dread settled in. So I got in my vehicle and headed out to find that building. It was dark, the hour was late, and I was worried sick. Vernita was dead; I had killed her myself by throwing a knife into her heart! So how the hell had she found out about\u2026<\/p>\n

It suddenly hit me as I was making my way out of town toward that building\u2026 the memory of a girl I had seen standing not too far away from my daughter, one who seemed vaguely familiar. In fact I thought I had seen her bump into my daughter earlier today, although it was hardly any bump at all. She looked to be about B.B.\u2019s age and I vaguely remembered seeing her up onstage as well. Then it hit me in a flash\u2026<\/p>\n

Oh SHIT; what if it\u2019s NIKKI??<\/p>\n

I floored it as I raced out of town to that building. I had my gun and knife with me and I wasn\u2019t afraid to use either one of them. I wasn\u2019t about to let that bitch hurt my daughter!<\/p>\n

It was really dark when I got to that old abandoned three story building. There was no other vehicle in sight; was I chasing after ghosts? Then I thought I saw a faint glow coming from somewhere inside a third story window.<\/p>\n

About that time my phone beeped again. I picked it up and checked what was on the display. All it said was the words MOM??? HELP!!!<\/em><\/p>\n

FUCK! Had my past caught up to me and my daughter??<\/p>\n

I took the first door I could find open and then made my way inside. It was nearly pitch dark, but I figured that would hinder my adversary\u2019s ability to see every bit as much as it would hinder mine. It occurred to me she might be using infrared glasses, but I didn\u2019t care! She had my daughter and I was going to get her back!<\/p>\n

I made it up to the second floor\u2026 carefully made my way up to the third. I had my gun at the ready, having long since gotten rid of that Hanzo sword as we really needed the money. But I had already figured a sword fight in this day and age would leave some pretty nasty questions for the authorities, questions I did not want to answer if I were ever picked up later for questioning.<\/p>\n

I saw the glow coming from a room up ahead and I crept forward as stealthily as possible. Every sense was on high alert; it was like all those years of training were coming back to me. My blood was pumping and I was actually feeling a certain excitement for the task at hand. If Nikki had my daughter then she was going to rue the day she crossed my path.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s far enough,\u201d a female voice called out from a room somewhere ahead of me. \u201cI know of your talents; your reputation precedes you. So why don\u2019t you toss your weapons inside that door up ahead before I do something we\u2019re both liable to regret?\u201d<\/p>\n

I felt my heart beat fast; surely she had B.B.! \u201cAll right \u2013 all right!\u201d I called out. \u201cI don\u2019t want any trouble. I only want my girl back.\u201d Then I tossed both my gun and my knife through the open doorway into the room up ahead.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow your boots,\u201d the female voice ordered. Shit! She must\u2019ve really studied up on me to know I had another knife secreted away in there! But I couldn\u2019t take any chances, not if she had my B.B. in some sort of peril!<\/p>\n

\u201cMy daughter?\u201d I asked hesitantly.<\/p>\n

\u201cBOOTS!\u201d the voice demanded. I did as I was ordered, taking them off and then tossing them both into the room with a couple of loud thumps.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow this is going to sound a little kinky,\u201d the female voice said. \u201cBut I want to see the rest of your clothes come flying through that door one at a time. I\u2019m not going to take any chances with you!\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at the open doorway in shock as I muttered, \u201cYou\u2019ve got to be kidding me!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAm I going to have to do something you\u2019re not going to like?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAll right \u2013 all right, damn you!\u201d This was not going well at all. With my clothes off, that would deprive me of my last knife, my fallback position. I would be going in completely vulnerable.<\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t believe this!\u201d I muttered as I took my shorts off and then tossed them in through the open door. Next was my shirt. There was a chill to the night air, and most of the windows in the building were broken out. I was probably going to end up freezing my butt off before the night was over!<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m waiting!\u201d the voice remarked impatiently. So I stripped out of my bra and tossed it in just as hard as I could.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow the last one.\u201d I winced as I removed my thong and gave it a toss. Now I was completely nude.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow step inside the door with your arms lifted up. As soon as you step inside I want you to take three paces over to the right. No need for you to be tempted to go after that gun or knife you just tossed in, am I right?\u201d<\/p>\n

I walked forward, trembling from a strange arousal. This was a situation I had never faced before, certainly not fully unclothed like this. I felt naked without a weapon of any kind to fight with, maybe more than I felt as I walked in there nude!<\/p>\n

As soon as I stepped in through the door I shuffled three paces over to my right. There was a lone oil lamp on a small end table sitting clear across the room. My adversary appeared to be hiding behind another partly opened door.<\/p>\n

I looked all around before anxiously asking, \u201cWhere\u2019s my daughter?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not been harmed as of yet,\u201d the female voice told me. I was not all that reassured.<\/p>\n

\u201cNikki?\u201d I called out questioningly. \u201cNikki Green, is that you? Or should I refer to you as Nikki Bell?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m surprised you remembered me, bitch. I sure as hell remember you! Do you remember what you said to me that day just before you walked out the door?\u201d There was a pause before she recited my words back to me as if I had just uttered them to her all those years ago\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cIt was not my intention to do this in front of you. For that I’m sorry. But you can take my word for it, your mother had it comin’. When you grow up, if you still feel raw about it, I’ll be waiting.<\/em> Do you remember those words, bitch?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI remember, honey,\u201d I said in a trembling voice. Then I glanced all around to see if there was some sort of makeshift weapon I could use in an emergency.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell I still feel pretty raw about it, bitch. I always have, ever since that terrible day!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI tried to tell you your mother had it comin\u2019, honey!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNOT TO ME, SHE DIDN\u2019T!\u201d The voice was angry; there was an undertone of pain.<\/p>\n

\u201cHoney, if I could take it back, I would.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWere those the same words she said to you when you had that fight with her?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe tried to kill me, honey; I was defending myself!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou were trying to kill her, you mean!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s B.B.?! Where\u2019s my daughter?!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s still alive\u2026 for now. And she\u2019ll stay that way so long as you follow my instructions.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow can I believe you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you want me to end this right here and now?\u201d There was unbridled menace to the voice. It was a bluff I couldn\u2019t afford to call, especially if she had a gun pointed right at my B.B.\u2019s head.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you want from me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOver there in the shadows is another lamp on another end table. I want you to walk over there real slow. Then I want you to light it nice and careful, bitch.\u201d<\/p>\n

I struggled to control my breathing, remembering all my training about not panicking even when the odds seemed hopeless. I had survived several times before in the face of hopeless odds. But Nikki obviously wasn\u2019t taking any chances with me. Smart girl.<\/p>\n

I finally reached the end table and found the lamp along with a single kitchen match. I struck it, lifted the glass and lit the wick. Then I put the glass back down.<\/p>\n

The lamp\u2019s flame increased, giving me more illumination in that part of the room I was in. That\u2019s when I saw it as I glanced over toward the corner. There was an old wooden kitchen chair underneath a noose with a set of handcuffs lying on top of the weathered seat.<\/p>\n

My breath caught in my throat again as I broke out in a cold sweat. It was clear now what she intended. But whether it was for me or B.B. I had yet to ascertain.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy daughter?\u201d I asked again as she continued to hide in the shadows behind the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe chair, bitch! Pick up the cuffs and then climb onto the chair.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t seriously expect me to\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYour daughter had a nice graduation today, don\u2019t you think? Would you like her to see the morning sun?\u201d<\/p>\n

My breath caught in my throat again. If I rushed her she would probably shoot me before I got halfway across the room. Then what would happen to B.B.??<\/p>\n

I slowly approached the chair, finding it harder and harder to catch my breath. My skin was glistening from perspiration despite the chill in the air. What\u2019s more, my pussy was dripping copiously, glistening from a terrible arousal at the situation I found myself in.<\/p>\n

I reached the chair and then paused again, staring in horror at the cuffs lying there. The light from the two oil lamps gave the room a surreal glow. But Nikki remained out of sight behind that fucking door so that I could not even see her, could not tell whether or not she had B.B. back there all tied up!<\/p>\n

\u201cGo ahead, bitch!\u201d the voice demanded. \u201cClimb aboard. It shouldn\u2019t be all that hard. Use the rope above you for leverage if you have to!\u201d<\/p>\n

I picked up the cuffs and then slowly climbed up onto the chair. I did have to grab the rope as one of the legs was shorter than the others, giving the damned thing a rickety, wobbly sensation. The noose was made of a thick hemp, just right for the true old western style lynching I was about to experience.<\/p>\n

\u201cAround your neck, bitch!\u201d the voice told me, still with that anger as well as that undertone of pain. \u201cPut it around your neck. Don\u2019t tell me you haven\u2019 thought of doing this before now!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI haven\u2019t!\u201d I told her firmly.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s a fucking lie and you know it! You took my mother away! You can\u2019t stand there and expect me to believe you haven\u2019t had even one shred of remorse over that, can you?\u201d<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t respond; she was right of course. There were indeed times I\u2019d thought about it during certain periods in B.B.\u2019s growing up years. On more than one occasion I had wondered what Nikki was feeling or experiencing at a birthday or holiday without her mother. And a couple of times I had actually entertained the thought, fleeting though it might have been. Did that make me a bad person for having murdered her mom? Maybe it did.<\/p>\n

I had to lift myself up onto the balls of my feet in order to loop it around my neck. It itched like crazy the moment it came in contact with my skin. Now I was trembling like crazy as my fucking pussy dripped from an insane arousal.<\/p>\n

I was still worried half to death over what she was going to do to my B.B. I wanted reassurances, wanted to know my daughter would be all right. But for now it didn\u2019t appear like I was going to be getting anything comforting to reassure myself.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow the cuffs, bitch! Put\u2019 em on\u2026 arms BEHIND your back!\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked at the doorway she was hiding behind as I gulped nervously. Then I slowly brought my hands behind my back and started fumbling around. There was a distinct CLITCH as I attached cold steel to my right wrist. Then I attached my other wrist with a similar CLITCH. When they were both secured I just stood there trembling like crazy as evidence of my arousal slithered embarrassingly down my legs.<\/p>\n

\u201cTurn around!\u201d the voice demanded. \u201cShow me!\u201d<\/p>\n

I carefully did something of a pirouette on the wobbly chair until my ass was to her. Then I jerked on the cuffs as though trying to pull them apart. \u201cSatisfied?\u201d I asked as I carefully turned back around.<\/p>\n

She finally stepped out through the doorway into the room, holding what looked like a Beretta in her hand. I recognized the face and curly hair from seeing her at graduation earlier that day, truly an older version of the four year old I\u2019d seen all those years ago. She was wearing boots, shorts and a black tank top\u2026 and she looked cold, hard and emotionless. What the hell had I turned her into??<\/p>\n

I had no doubt her weapon was aimed right at my heart. It was at this moment I resigned myself to the inevitable. There was only one thing left that I wanted to know\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cMy daughter?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI promise not to touch her, bitch! You killed my mother; I\u2019m only killing hers. Besides, you got 18 extra years to spend with yours whereas I didn\u2019t get to spend any fucking time with mine at all except those first four! You even got to see your daughter graduate today, so I hope you\u2019re fucking grateful!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI am,\u201d I nodded as the tears welled up in my eyes. Why the hell was I crying; I thought I was stronger than that!<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know what my mom ever did to you, and frankly I don\u2019t fucking care. All I know is that justice in this fucking country is so perverted that sometimes there isn\u2019t any!\u201d Then her eyes narrowed coldly as she added, \u201cI\u2019ve been waiting for this for a long time, bitch! Now do us all a favor and kindly step off that fucking chair!\u201d<\/p>\n

I was trembling like crazy, my pussy wet as hell. It was embarrassing having her see me like this all naked, afraid and trembling as I faced my own mortality. But deep down I felt as though maybe I truly deserved this.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy daughter?\u201d I carefully asked one last time.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is her cell phone,\u201d Nikki told me as she held it up. \u201cI sort of \u2018borrowed\u2019 it from her when I bumped into her today. When this is all over I\u2019ll text something appropriately suicidal for you to send to her and then make sure her phone reappears where she can find it.\u201d<\/p>\n

I nodded as the tears welled up in my eyes again from thinking of all the things I would never get to see: her wedding, her first child, my grandchildren growing up. But I had deprived another mother of those very same memories and now I was facing the music.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow step off, bitch!\u201d she demanded. I stood up proud and tall.<\/p>\n

\u201cGo to hell, little girl!\u201d Then I deliberately stepped off, knocking the chair away.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t fall far before the rope took my full weight. It scratched my neck like sin, making me itch like crazy. But that was the least of my worries as I started kicking my life away. That\u2019s when Nikki holstered her weapon to enjoy the show\u2026 and I gave her one hell of a performance!<\/p>\n

I kicked and swung, my arms jerking behind my back as I struggled for any kind of air. I brought my knees up as though hopping in the noose might loosen the constricting coil from around my throat. But that only cinched it tighter.<\/p>\n

My legs parted as my pussy flared; I was embarrassed as hell exposing myself like that. Sweat dripped off my glistening body as I kicked and grunted. Then I was hit by a totally unexpected orgasm, one that washed hotly throughout my quivering, asphyxiated body.<\/p>\n

I kicked and humped, thrusting out in her direction as though she might have a cock or strap-on to fuck me with. It was totally involuntary; I couldn\u2019t help myself. I rasped and gurgled as my lethal strangulation caused my body to respond in ways I could never have imagined possible.<\/p>\n

It was taking forever; holy shit, it was taking forever! That\u2019s when I realized it was all because of the thickness of the damned noose around my neck. She wanted me to suffer for a good long time, the fucking bitch! How thoughtful of her!<\/p>\n

I tried to hang limp; maybe I could catch my breath that way. But the noose was too fucking tight! A moment later my legs exploded as my chest heaved in breathless agony. I don\u2019t think my nipples have ever been so erect as they were at that moment.<\/p>\n

I swung back and forth, twisting and rotating until Nikki\u2019s face came into view. There was a coldness in her eyes\u2026 but was that a flicker of remorse I saw? No; it must have been the light from those flickering lamps. Then my legs parted as my pussy flared again, and I found myself humping and fucking the air as I was hit by another painful orgasm.<\/p>\n

Nikki seemed to catch her breath as though she hadn\u2019t been expecting a show like the one I was putting on. She was actually breathing hard, and I swear I saw her nipples poking through her tank top. I gawked as my legs flew out at her. That\u2019s when her eyes glazed over as she started rubbing a breast through her top while reaching down to grope her crotch. It was yet another humiliation I didn\u2019t need: her getting off on my death!<\/p>\n

I went limp again as I exhausted myself, dangling there fighting like hell just to pull a decent breath of air into my lungs. I got little more than a sliver; the thick noose hadn\u2019t closed off my windpipe just yet. It was just enough to keep me in breathless agony.<\/p>\n

My feet fluttered for the floor; I kicked a little; my feet fluttered again. Then I found the strength to fight some more. My legs flew every which way as I humped in her direction, my labia flaring open wide. Then I utterly humiliated myself as I sprayed my orgasm right at her. She gasped for breath and then started to moan as she feverishly groped her tits while grabbing at her crotch.<\/p>\n

It was taking too long; it was taking too fucking long!! My boobs bounced painfully as I bucked and jerked in the noose, my arms uselessly jerking my wrists up and down behind my back as though I could tear the cuffs right off and then reach up to loosen the noose from around my neck. But that wasn\u2019t happening.<\/p>\n

I started jerking my knees upward and then jerking them back down as though somehow I could break my neck. But that wasn\u2019t happening either. All I succeeded in doing was constricting the noose even tighter around my neck until I could barely breathe at all. But my swollen tongue did slip out past my lips as though tasting the air being denied my heaving lungs.<\/p>\n

I hung limp again as though once more trying to catch my breath. But it was a hopeless endeavor. A part of me wondered if B.B. might swoop in to rescue me. But then I found myself hoping she was far away and wouldn\u2019t have to witness any of this.<\/p>\n

I suddenly became aware of the fact that I couldn\u2019t feel below my knees anymore. It scared the shit out of me and my legs came alive again as I started kicking wildly. But I couldn\u2019t control any of my movements as I kicked and scissored and swung back and forth.<\/p>\n

Nikki swung back into view and our eyes met. That\u2019s when my legs involuntarily parted as my pussy flared of its own accord. I sprayed and sprayed as I climaxed like crazy. That finally brought the faintest hint of a smile to her face as she groped her boobs while rubbing her crotch. A moment later I heard her gasp as her face flushed; the bitch was having an orgasm of her own.<\/p>\n

That seemed to be enough for me as I finally hung limp again. This time I was much too exhausted to fight anymore. My feet fluttered as my toes tried to reach the ground. But otherwise I couldn\u2019t feel anything below my waist.<\/p>\n

I became aware of a splattering sound as my bladder released. It was the ultimate humiliation as I prided myself on my self-control. But there was nothing I could have done to prevent it as pee trickled down my legs to puddle onto the floor.<\/p>\n

I was barely conscious; it hurt like fucking hell. That\u2019s when Nikki came up to me and started caressing my naked flesh. \u201cSo this is how Black Mamba of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad dies, eh?\u201d she said softly. \u201cIt still won\u2019t bring my mother back\u2026 but I guess it\u2019s good enough, bitch!\u201d<\/p>\n

She ran her hands all over me as my heartrate slowed to a crawl. My lungs hurt like hell and I could feel major organs dying inside. It scared the shit out of me, but I comforted myself knowing it was me and not B.B. going through this agony.<\/p>\n

\u201cI promise not to harm your daughter, bitch,\u201d she said softly as she continued groping and pawing me. It would have been humiliating if I could have felt it. But my vision was spiraling inward until everything went dark despite the fact that my eyes were still open and glassy.<\/p>\n

She continued pawing and groping me, giving me a shove and setting my body to swaying as I twisted in place. She looked down admiringly at the puddle I\u2019d left on the floor. Then she carefully picked up my cellphone so as not to leave any prints.<\/p>\n

She typed in something about how I couldn\u2019t live with my past anymore and that I just wanted the pain to go away. She sent it before she tossed my cell on top of my clothes. \u201cSee you round, bitch,\u201d she told me as she gathered up the other lamp and then left, leaving me with my clothes, the lamp I\u2019d lit and my cellphone.<\/p>\n

B.B. never heard from me again other than that text message she got when her phone miraculously turned up a couple days later. She wondered where I might have gone but she chose not to pursue it. Somehow I think she had learned enough about my former life to suspect either I really did kill myself or I had just left her to go back to committing assassinations. She let me out of her heart and never looked back, and for that I\u2019m glad.<\/p>\n

They didn\u2019t find me for several weeks. It was only when some teenagers came in to have a make-out session that they discovered my partially decomposed body hanging in that third floor room. I sure freaked them out when they found what was left of me.<\/p>\n

They tried to identify any next of kin, but I\u2019d made sure B.B. and I really couldn\u2019t be traced to each other all that well. I ended up in a grave with the most recent name I\u2019d been going by. But no one ever came to visit me and I guess it satisfied Nikki Bell or Green or whatever name she was using.<\/p>\n

They say your past always catches up with you. I thought I had taken care of my past when I went out and hunted down every member of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad. But there was someone I hadn\u2019t counted on who found me and completed the circle of revenge\u2026<\/p>\n

\u00a9 2015 (written Aug 18 \u201915 by riwa)<\/p>\n

(Inspired by the Kill Bill characters \u00a92003; 2004.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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