Chapter Seven

Oops I did it Again

After regaining consciousness, Cat noticed only one of her hands was cuffed. But it was cuffed to the bottom of a bed. Specifically, a leg of the metal bed frame. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that this was no ordinary bed. It was roughly the size of four king sized beds put together, and it was circular.

In fact, the bedroom itself was unusually large. A soft cream carpet was beneath her, and on the walls she noticed large Renaissance paintings of naked women, one sprawled on a chaise lounge, another lying on fur, all accenting the deep red colored walls and Victorian style furniture.

Beautiful fresh cut roses in white; pink and red were placed throughout the room, along with several white pillar candles.

"Where am I?" Cat asked, still feeling woozy.

"Welcome to my pleasure palace," Antonio announced as he swept into the room wearing a purple silk robe and carrying a bottle of champagne in the other.

"What's with the huge bed?"

"Ah yes, my bed. So many memories," Antonio paused starring fondly at his bed, his eyes becoming misty.

"You're a rich man, and besides the fact that you're a prick, you are good looking. Why me? Why the hand cuffs?"

"Do you have any idea how boring it is to date models?" Antonio asked.

"Not off hand," Cat replied dryly.

"After a while, they all look the same, which wouldn't be so bad if it weren't like talking to a child. I could have better conversations with patio furniture. You on the other hand," Antonio's eyes lit up, "are amazing. You remind me of a tiger in the wild. I want to know what it feels like to tame you and make you roar."

"Ugh, that's cheesy," Cat rolled her eyes. "Besides, it's not like there's a law that says you can only date models."

"With all of my money and prestige, I would lose face if I dated anything else. I own three designer labels, what would that say?" Antonio popped the champagne. "Now," handing Cat a glass, "let's see how you can please Antonio."

"If you want me to please you, you're going to have to uncuff me from this bed."

"Nonsense. There's plenty we can do."

"I'm not doing anything," Cat poured her drink on his head, watching the bubbles fizz in his thick brown hair.

Like an instant replay he hit her once again on the side of the head, only not quite as hard as before.

"This is MY house! I am the MASTER! You will do as I say."

He stormed over to the dresser to set down his glass of champagne and then proceeded to quickly undress down to his silk designer boxers. When he was finished, he walked back over to where Cat sat hand cuffed and began ripping her clothes off her body.

She tried to fight against him but he was too strong. She was unable to get any leverage being cuffed to the bottom of the bed, and her kicking and punching was futile against him.

"Stop it! Stop it! Get off me!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping that someone, anyone, would hear her.

Antonio was about to punch Cat with his fist when the door to the bedroom swung open and banged against the wall. Xander Cage stood their leaning against one side of the doorframe, his arms crossed.

"That your car out there?" He asked calmly.

"What car?" Antonio replied still in shock of the intrusion.

A loud explosion suddenly echoed from outside.

"My car!" Antonio ran towards the bedroom window to see the damage.

In the time it took Antonio to reach the window ledge, Xander had made his way across the room. With both hands Xander lifted him up off the ground and threw him against the wall with a slam.

"Please don't wreck my face!" Antonio begged, covering his nose.

"By the time I'm done with you, you're not going to have one," Xander threatened in his deep voice.

Suddenly the sound of a cell phone ringing could be heard.

"Please let me answer that! It's very important!" Antonio pleaded.

Xander stood back to let the man run to answer his phone.

"Hello? Hello?"

"Romano," came the sound of a familiar voice. "Did you get the information I sent you?"

"Uh yes Mr. Gibbons. I have it right here," he patted a stack of papers on his desk for Gibbons to see. It was a visual cell phone they were conversing on.

"Gibbons?" Xander exclaimed.

"Triple X?" Gibbons asked, confused.

"You know this guy?" Xander asked.

"This is secret agent Romano, a new snake we acquired for the NSA."

"You mean the snake who decided to pick up a cat and bring her to his love palace so he could get his freak on?"

"Cat? Freak on? What I'd like to know is what you're doing over there. I want an explanation. Now!"

"Simple. This bozo over here decided to pick up my partner in his chick-mobile. Luckily, I'd found out earlier from an excellent source that to increase our success on our mission, I should pay a visit to this 'Italian Stallion.' I was outside, I heard screaming, and what do you know? I find Puss in Boots here cuffed to his bed."

"Romano!" Gibbons exclaimed angrily. "You were under specific instruction NOT to indulge in any more sexual activities of any kind that were unauthorized by me. You just had to stick your hand in the cookie jar one more time, didn't you? Your freedom was a privilege. Unfortunately, it has just been revoked." Everyone could see Gibbons speaking to someone close by, mentioning something about getting a man named Quintez involved, because there was a situation at hand.

"Hold up," Xander said to Gibbons before turning to Antonio. "I'll make you a deal. You can keep your freedom if you do a huge favor for me and my partner you hand cuffed."

"I'll do anything, anything!" Antonio was practically in tears as he pleaded on his knees.

"I see you still have your bed," Xander observed. "That's good 'cause we're going to need it."

"Xander," Gibbons interjected, "I hope you're not planning on changing any more rules on me."

"If you want this mission completed, you're just going to have to trust me." Xander closed the cell phone. "Un cuff her," he instructed Antonio.

"Xander," Cat mumbled weakly, "please don't call me Puss in Boots, that sounds like a hooker's name."

"You say that like it's a bad thing. At least a hooker would listen to me," Xander mused as he wrapped her in a blanket and gently set her down on the bed. "Ok listen up, this is what we're going to do."