The Way To The Underground (x Lindxi)

Ron looked at her and smiled and then he saw what she did, move her skirt up and made her sweet sexy panties turn visible to him. He suddenly imagined how tonight they would be laying on the bed as he would remove her panties and rock her world. She could see as he focused on his crotch that it would be growing gently in excitement. He looked at her and smirked "Naughty girl, that's punishment tonight" he said while he moved his hand slowly towards her crotch, he wanted to tease back as two of his fingers rubbed over her panties, on top of her sensitive spots as he knew how to make her go wild with slow movements. He wanted her to be a bit teased and still enjoyable.

Ron smiled and looked at her "Let's stop for a second" he said as he pulled over to the side of an abandoned alleyway. He opened the door and went to the truck, getting out his bag with weapons and his bag with something else in it. He moved them to the back seat and looked at Nicky "We need to be well armed and sure we'll survive, this is our last crusade and we needed to make it all happen quick and safe." He said as he smiled and went to the other side as he pushed Nicky gently against the car as he kissed her neck "We ofcourse have to make it through" he said as he smirked teasingly at her, going back to his side and went to check on their weapons and removed his vest from his costume, he put on some kevlar body armor and handed Nicky one as well. "Wear this, it'll keep you as safe as possible" he said as he put on his costume vest again and started checking the weapons they had. He smiled as he took out his M4a1 assault rifle armed with a red dot sight and a silencer on it, along with three magazines and the pistol he already had with himself earlier.

God, I'm such a slut, Nikky thought to herself. Why did danger and Ron's rippling muscles always get her motor growing. She smiled when she saw Ron's growing arousal and then turned to look out the window as streetlights flickered by. She could feel his teasing hand as it drifted up her thigh, centimeter by centimeter, his calling her a naughty girl and threatening "punishment" later only serving to overheat her already hot blood.

When he pulled over and got his bag out, she almost felt disappointed as he went into mercenary business mode, pulling out weapons and a protective jacket. She laughed to herself as she took the jacket and put it on. In her mind, she was already riding Ron's hard cock, her legs wrapped around his ass, slowly shifting up and down, savoring the feel of his sliding in and out of her hot velvet fuck tunnel. But even as she let those erotic thoughts flow by her, she was snapping shut the vest and checking her own ammunition. Business first, pleasure second, she thought as she started to climb back into the alleyway.

But then she saw a kid about fourteen crouched down, leaning against the wall, eyes closed. His clothing even at this time of night looked dirty and torn. She remembered how she had felt when she was young and alone. Getting back out of the car, she quickly walked down and dropped one hundred dollars at his feet. "Hide it," she told him softly. She might have done more, but they had work to do. Quickly, she walked back into the car and waited for Ron to get in. Next stop, a blood bath rescue, she thought.

Ron looked at her charity and smiled, he never imagined her being so carefull for a random kid and it made him wonder what drove her to do something like that. But soon that thought got replaced by the near future, the thought of what they were going to do soon and how it would go. He would hope that they both would survive and make it through, he also thought about how their night would be if they survived, a passionate and hot night woud fill the bedroom of their sleeping place in a swetty and hot smell as they would make love all night long and then go to bed with their bodies intertwined. Ron grinned gently at the thought of them getting it on all night long and would make it the best sex ever for both of them. He then switched back to reality and got back into his driver seat as they started to come closer and closer to their objective. He was focused and he was a bit silent at the time and was focusing himself as he was driving. He seemed not to be here for a few moments as he was lost in his thoughts.

Nikky leaned against Ron's shoulder as he drove. Their last few days had been filled with excitement and emotional highs and lows. Her head still ached sometimes from her wound earlier, which ... though healing ... still showed bruising and scabbing where the bullet had glanced. It felt good to close her eyes, feeling the hard bicep where she rested her cheek. She let her fingernails idly tease a path along his thigh, letting the music pound over her. At some point, she fell asleep. The miles passed as Ron expertly drove them out into the country where the ranchero would be found. Asleep, she tossed and turned a bit, but then snuggled tighter against him, a thin line of drool running down her lip onto his shirt. It was a little after midnight when the black muscle car pulled off the road just outside the ranchero. Unlike the surrounding terrain, the ranchero was lit up like daylight with solar powered spot lights. Men could be seen patrolling, some with German Shepherds.

Ron had smiled when he saw Nicky laying down on his shoulder and bicep, he didn't mind as she was light and soft, he could also feel her gentle warmth crawling from her cheek onto him. He enjoyed having her against him as she was always comfortable, soft and warm. He loved that about her and then he saw her gently drifting of in to a land of dreams. 'What would she be dreaming about?' he thought to himself and smirked gently 'Maybe me' he told to himself. He then looked at her toss and turn while having a soft dream it seemed. Then after that he saw her drool a little bit on his shirt but he just chuckled gently and rubbed her head softly, he didn't seem to mind it at all. He then after a long while pulled up to the road just outside the ranchero and looked ahead to it. "Spotlights and patrols... Ugh Dogs" he said as he gently shook Nicky to wake her up "Time to wake up beautifull sleeper" he said as he smiled and kissed her lips. "We're here" he said as he gently got out of the car and went to his clothing bag. He started changing into a fully black tight outfit which only left out his eyes to be visible except for the full black militairy gear he was wearing. His silenced M4a1 was on his back and his silenced pistol on his right hip, on his left hip he had a holster with a big bowie knife in it. He then looked around for a puddle of mud and or poop.

Nicky woke slowly. The last few days had tapped into her reserves. It wasn't so much the physical stress, her body was well-trained. It was seeing Ron again and realizing that her love for him was returned. A positive, but incredibly emotional event! It was realizing that her brother was just as weak and selfish as ever. It was being shot and the emotional adrenalin of needing to save these young girls. But as Ron got out, she looked around and blinked at the well armed security. She was a trained fighter, but she wasn't a soldier and this set up exceeded her own experience. Still, she pulled out her own kit bag and pulled out a pair of black jeans and a black t-shirt. It wasn't quite the cool military outfit her lover was wearing, she thought with a smile, but it would do. Slipping on a flack-jacket, she then armed herself while noting that Ron seemed fascinated by a weed filled mud puddle. Taking a moment to admire the width of his shoulders, his beautifully shaped ass, she smiled and walked over. "So what's the plan stud," she asked. They could try and shoot their way in, she thought. But from what she knew these men were better armed than most law enforcement, more on part with a para-military organization. The dogs looked well trained and the men were alert. From what she had learned, the girls would likely be held in the basement, probably untouched until tomorrow when the big wigs would arrive.

Ron looked at around until he found the weed filled mud puddle, he grinned and nodded as he looked at Nicky and then at the guards "Are you sure you are coming with me babe ? This one might be too dangerous for you" he said with concern in his voice but on the inside, he already knew the answer to that question as he smiled and looked at the thick mud puddle which smelled horrible and looked to be sticky and would blend in with the rest of the nature that was around them "This is for blocking our smell and to make us even less visible when we crawl over the land" he said with an already planned through mindset. He looked at the guards and tried to look if there is any pattern, but he knew something better, something way better. He grabbed a few grenades from his weapons bag and then looked at her "I will create the distraction while you enter the building, how does that sound?" He smiled as he looked at her and came a bit closer to her, his hands carressed over the side of her hips and he would smile and then gentle move his mask off to plant his lips onto hers, pulling her close to himself again.

Not only was the estate well-lit, but there was a full yellow harvest moon above there illuminating the night. Somewhere in the distances a coyote howled as she watched Ron approach the water filled, dirty depression. Weeds grew around it. When Ron asked if she as coming with him, she let out a deliciously smooth laugh. "Oh honey, just try and stop me if you want to feel the pain." Stepping forward, she gave him a fliratious smack on the ass and then bent over to examine the mud. His explanation made sense, but she made a face anyway. "Great, I suppose my complexion can use a mud pack."

When he kissed her, she opened her mouth and took a moment to enjoy his warmth, the passion of his lips locked on her own. A sharp object dug into her hip, his gun. But she didn't care. When the finally broke their embrace, she was more than a little aroused. She took a grenade out of his bag ... just in case. Then applied the mud to break up her smell from the dogs. "I like your plan. They won't be expecting sophisticated tactics. You create a little chaos and then I'll hit the building. I'll be looking for a way down to the basement. God, I wish I had blueprints. Digging in their bags, she pulled out a long handles bolt cutter. "Not sure if this will do the job, but it should cut through padlocks if they're not professional grade." She flashed him a confident smile. "Let's do this."

Ron chuckled as she gave her comment and smacked his ass playfully. He winked at her "oh so that's how you want it tonight" he said with a wink. he chuckled gently with her comment and then enjoyed their sharing of warmth and body, his hands travelled from her neck slowly down to her shoulders and continued over her breasts down to her hips where they locked on to her body by a soft grip. After the kiss, he took out some grenades and attached them to his black belt "I'll head west and then launch of the chaos, you'll approach from the east and sneak in from there, watch out for those dogs anyway, no way to tell if they wont still sense that hotness of yours" he said with a playfull smile. He looked at her and went to give her a quick last smooch and pinched her left buttcheek gently "If you get out safe, I'll reward you big time later tonight" he said with almost a purr in his voice. He then grabbed hold of his rifle and smiled as he walked away from her into the darkness. It was almost as he vanished from the world into the dark unknown. He found a good position on an elevated ridge which good vegitation. He was laying down between two bushes and had replaced his red dot sight on the M4a1 by an Acoq scope, a medium ranged combat scope which was more accurate for long ranged shots. And as he got into a good position, he threw a grenade next to the fences of the stronghold. He then started shooting several guards in the face, along with some dogs as well. He wanted to take out as many of them as possible before they would know where he was.

John "the Lizard" Gomez hear the shots outside. Federales was his first shot. He recognized a military style assault. Grabbing a fully automatic assault rife, he flipped the radio on and ordered his men to focus fire on the North wall where the attack seemed to be focused on. He had fifty men at the compound.

Meanwhile, Nicky hit the south fence, a small dark figure. The bolt cutters made short work of the fence. Slipping through she ran to the wall of the compound. So far, so good, she thought. On the roof, two former military snipers with night vision goggles began to search for the source of the attack.

Nicky broke a large dining room window and stepped into the house. A short rang out. The bullet passed close enough that she could feel it. She returned fire, three shots and a body fell to the ground. Moving forward, she began to search the large house, looking for a way down to the basement or some sign of where the girls might be kept. A small part of her was worried about Ron, but he could take care of himself. He was the toughest man she knew.

Ron had been taking out the garrisoned forces in a steady pace, each shot he took was aimed and accurate as he took his time to take out each hostile with an aimed look. He had taken out about 10 people with ease before he took notice of the snipers on the roof. Then suddenly two shots went off, one shot hit the sand next to him and the other one grazed his face and hit the bush behind him. A soft drop of blood dropped from his cheek as the cut was shallow but was bleeding steadily. He grumbled and pulled the pin from one of his remaining grenades as he then threw it at three men approaching him. He then shifted his location, he dissapeared in the bushes behind him and emerged further down to his own North, in a tree he had relocated himself. As if it was only natural, he had taken his gun, aimed at the roof and then continued by firing four times at the roof, two bullets hit the sniper on the left side of the roof. One penetrated the sniper's chest, which was probably armored but one hit the neck of the sniper, making his throat soar open as the bullet hit the side, opening his main artery of the neck. The other two shots followed quickly after the last two and were aimed at the other sniper on the roof, these bullets were more stable, more steadily aimed as Ron found a better spot in the tree. The first bullet hit the sniper right in the goggles, the glass of the Night Vision Goggles exploded as the sniper was now blinded, the bullet did not shoot through the goggles though, it deflected inside of them and got lodged in the metal part of the goggles. The next shot though went straight though his head, the bullet pierced the right side of his forehead and the sniper dropped dead without any sound.

Ron had found a better spot now and awaited the move of the other garrisoned forces, he was ready to fight off any men that offered him danger.

Nicky said a quick prayer under her breath directed toward Ron's safety. In the meantime, she had found the locked door that led to the basement. It wasn't too hard. Some joker in the Cartel had posted a crude sign indicated what he hoped to do to the "sluts" downstairs later." There was no obvious key, so she backed off and shot the lock twice. Kicking the door open, she looked down a dark stair way. There was a light switch, so she flipped it on and headed down into the room.

It was basically an unfinished basement. The walls and floors were simple concrete and there was six caged teens all sixteen to eighteen. Her bolt cutter took care of the locks and she was leading the poor cramped girls out. Above her Ron continued the firefight. He had attracted most ... hopefully all ... of the men in this compound as Nicky led the girls upstairs, gun at the ready. There was no immediate threat that she could see and soon she was leading the girls outside. It was then she had to ask herself, "How the fuck do we get six girls away when we only have a muscle car?" We can't cram eight of us into that car? she thought.

Ron was still taking care of the men outside, he was constantly being under fire but they seemed to not be able to pinpoint his location. Which was logical as he was always shifting his position, he easily took care of most of the garrisoned forces as he was fighting with them. He didn't feel too threatened but everytime they came too close, he lobbed a grenade at them and he shifted his location. He was waiting until he got some kind of signal from Nicky as they would be ready to leave, he was covering them as good as possible and he kept trying too keep them as close to the compound as possible.

Nicky would see that the backseats of the dodge could atleast fit three of the girls and the trunk would easily fit 4 girls in with the bags, it was a really long and big trunk, as it always is in a Dodge Ram. She would still have her spot next to the driver's seat and Ron would still be able to drive away with the girls and with Nicky.

And basically, this was how they did it. One girl sitting upfront with Nikky in the passenger seat. Four girls in the back seat, small slender teens who managed to shove in and one scared girl in the trunk who kept pounding on it from time to time just so she wouldn't be forgotten. Ron had silenced the men for now. And he drove quietly with the lights off through back roads.

"We've no passports and it's likely any border guards will be bribed," Nikky told him. She didn't know where they were now. They had driven nearly forty minutes at a relatively sedate pace through back dirt, gravel, and broken down asphalt roads. The house became shacks and then lean to shanties as they got into poorer and poorer sections of this part of Mexico. When they finally broke through the shanty town areas, they were back in open territory. Nikky had been thinking to herself. "What about a small rural airport. Would we be able to fly across the border without getting spotted? Or we can just walk across, but these girls aren't athletes."

So far they hadn't seen any men looking for them or law enforcement, but Nikky didn't think their luck would necessarily hold.

Ron had ran back to the car as he had silenced them all, he made sure that none were following them as he got in the car and grumbled gently at his wound. He started up the engine of the car and drove from the scene as fast as possible. He kept driving around and was thinking of what they could do but he had no idea. He looked at Nicky from time to time with a gentle smile that was strangely comforting but also offsetting, it seemed as if something else was up. Ron kept on driving and then she looked at her when her idea of the rural airport came up, he looked at her and nodded "Well yeah we could do that, or I could drop you off there, drive my car back across the border and await you at the airfield you are going to?" he said as he though about leaving his car, he wouldn't favor it but if Nicky asked him to fly them, he would abandon it and leave with her on the plane they were going to either take or be flown over the border.

Nikky could tell the girls were scared and tired. She started talking to them, asking their names, where they lived, how they had been trapped in this situations. They were all pretty girls and had come from the extended El Paso areas. Most had been snatched off the streets where they'd been living as runaways.

Nikky nodded as she learned this. Few people would raise a huge fuss if a runaway girl vanished one day. They'd just figure she had moved on or returned home if anyone noticed at all.

When Ron mentioned dropping her off at the airport, Nikky nodded. "Sounds good." Beside the fact that she knew Ron didn't want to leave his car behind, it wouldn't do them any good if someone found the car and tracked it back to Ron. She pulled out her cell phone and got directions to the air port. "We're only thirty minutes from the air port, ninety minutes from the border by car, ten minutes by plane," she told Ron.

Ron smiled as he liked the plan of splitting up "Where would we meet?" he asked Nicky in a desperate voice, they had to meet tonight as they had unfinished business for the night. He winked at her and rubbed over her thigh as he started to drive to the air port she mentioned, he followed her directions and was quite focused on their task at hand. He looked back at the girls and smiled warmly "You're safe with us, don't worry, we'll get you somewhere where it's comfortable and fun to be" he said reassuring them that they weren't going to sell them or do anything to them, his eyes fell on them though, how did such girls get into this life, how did they get so low as they could easily be models with that kind of looks. His eyes then shifted to Nicky and his thoughts got clouded by the thought of them together tonight. The touch, the smell and the hearing of their bodies joining together got his heat up again and his warmth growing for more.

Nicky leaned into Ron, feeling his warmth of his muscular chest. She hated letting him out of her sight, but not because she was worried about him. It was more a selfish desire never to leave his company again. "I'll hire a private plain to take us to the El Rio Airport. It's just across the border and only a 30 minute plane trip. Once in the air, I'll bribe or force him to fly us across the border, low to avoid notice. She checked the map and gave him the coordinates where she would have the pilot land. You meet us there. We'll immediately book out,leaving the pilot. He'll either try to fly back across the border or claim he was kidnapped. But by then, we'll be gone." She stood on her toes and kissed him, her mouth opening like a rose.

Once she broke the kiss, she looked a little sad. They pulled into the air port a short time later and she headed in with her young charges to find a private plane.

Ron smiled and listened to her as she started explaining how her plans were and how things were about to go down. He nodded and marked the location of the place they would be in on the map, he wrote it down on his hand as well and then looked at Nicky as she went up on her toes and kissed him, he shared the kiss with her and let his tongue softly go to carress hers as they shared a passionate kiss. He then broke the kiss and looked at her, putting a hand on her cheek and smiled gently "Don't worry, I'll be there soon" he said as he went to his car, shifted the gear and started driving as fast as he could, he tried to floor it as much as possible but when he got close to police he braked and then went the normal speed as he didn't want any trouble. After some time of driving, he came to the border and after a long conversation and a slight movement of money, he made it through the borders without any hastle. Next he shifted the gear back forward and made his car almost go in overclock as he floored the gas once more and drove towards the airfield the coordinates were pointed towards.

Nikky had a stupid grin on her face for a long time after Ron finally left. But that didn't stop her from monitoring the private pilot they had hired closely. He was originally from Argentina, he had told her. An experienced pilot with over a hundred runs across the border. He flew a Cessna 172. "We won't file a flight plane, no transponder, I'll avoid the known radar balloons," he told her. "We'll land on dirt runway, you all bail and then I'll take off," he continued. "The key is to go in treetop level and get the hell out before they scramble to where we are," he finished with a grim smile.

Forty minutes later, they diverted from the original plan, because of border activity. He ended up flying nearly fifty miles further along the border to another hard packed dirty runway. But the landing was smooth and Nikky ushered the kids out of the plane. A minute later, the pilot was taking off. Nikky grabbed her bag, gave the oldest girl a burner phone to call the border patrol to come pick them up. "Don't call for a couple of hours," she told them. They were all U.S. citizens and would be returned to their families or put in foster care of some sort. Nikky headed into the desert. She'd hike a couple miles West and then head to a truck stop five miles North. From there, she'd contact Ron.

Ron had been driving for quite some time until he arrived at the border and as he arrived, he was stopped by the immigrations of Mexico. Ron turned down his window and then smiled as he looked at the police "Evening sir" and at that given time the cop looked at him and yelled something at his colleagues. Ron smiled and then looked at him "I'm a US ranger, I'm coming back from practice and I need to get past". Now the cop started yelling something else and then came up to him and asked roughly "Passport and Army documents". Ron then shifted and went to the glove department and grabbed his passport and Army documents, along with weapon licenses and registrations. After an hour of talking and discussing with the cop, Ron was given the clear. Ron started driving again and smiled gently as he nodded "In and out" he said softly and then continued driving, putting his cellphone back on to await the phone call from Nicky. He was awaiting it and craving for it, they were clear of it all and it was over now, so now something had to be done, that hot erotic night.

Nikky hit the truck stop around midnight. Luckily, it was a twenty-four seven kind of stop and there were lines of trucks in the lot. Men sleeping for the most parts, though, a few girls walked the lot, occasionally climbing into a rig. She walked back and paid the $5 rate for access to a private shower. She also bought some soap and sundries. Basically, the truck stop was set up to cater to the needs of long haul truckers. Once in the shower, she cleaned off the grime from the walk, more sponge bath than actual shower. Then she refreshed her makeup and brushed out her thick, black hair. Once done, she called Ron and let her know where she was.