With Paranoia

“Yeah right, and Im the queen of England. Look lady you and your friends can take your sick joke somewhere else, Its cruel to come down here and give us bottoms false hope, and I ain’t buying it.” He answered bitterly.

“I assure you Mr. Septus, this is no joke. We’re carrying your TOPPO pill with us right now, and if you open the door we’ll give it to you.” She replied, not giving up the ruse.

“I’ll tell you what, if I’m a topper, then why don’t you get down on your knees and blow those security guards you have with you” he commanded, knowing she wouldn’t do it.

“If-if those are your orders, sir” she replied hesitantly. A few moments passed, a zipper noise could be heard through the door, followed by a wet slapping sound.

Not believing what he heard, Septus walked quietly over to his computer desk, where the live feed from outside was still playing. And he almost couldn’t believe his eyes.

There on his front porch the woman, who according to her badge had a ranking of 87, was sucking the tiny cock of the large black security guard, who’s own badge indicated that he was only rank 44. The second guard, a shorter Puerto Rican man, stood by holding a thick metal case as he stared straight ahead, doing his level best to ignore it.

“Holy shit” Septus muttered to himself “the mad lass actually did it”

He still wasn’t completely convinced, but this at least gave him pause. He walked back to the door.

“Leave the case at the door, and go jog around the block” he commanded. “I’ll know if you don’t do it, and you will be punished”

“Yes sir” all three voices responded in unison.

Returning to his computer Septus watched as they set the box on the ground, the black guard zipping his fly back up, and they then retreated and began to jog away.

Using the arrow keys on his keyboard Septus turned the camera looking around for any potential backup or snipers they may have left in ambush, but the street was empty. He’d selected this location intentionally to minimize the possibility of discovery, and of receiving orders, most of the neighboring buildings had been long abandoned.

Some of the previous owners had been killed in the initial purges as the world government seized power, some had fled into hiding afterwards, yet others had been taken by the higher ranks to live as slaves, or thrown in the gulag for disagreeing with someone above their station. Now days it was just him, and old woman Jenson, who was too ugly and feeble bodied for anybody to want to take her as a ****. He tried to help her as best he could, but at her age she needed real medical care, and neither of them had the rank to afford it. She only had a few more years left, if things kept going at the current rate, and it broke his heart.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Septus quickly opened the door and pulled the box inside before closing it again.

He hesitated ti open the box, thinking it could be rigged ti explode when opened, it’s what he would have done. Then he shook his head, the world ranking counsel maintained a monopoly on **** (or so they thought) if they’d wanted to destroy his house they could have just shot it with an RPG and been done with it. Why go through the extra effort?

Septus opened the box, inside lay a single glowing purple pill.