The Yuge Wall of Jina: It's Fully Loaded

By Jaid Black

I had a life in the Normal States of America— a wonderful, safety-pin-awesome, it just doesn't get better than this kind of existence. As a successful artist, beloved daughter, and one of New York City's most desirable catches, no woman could have asked for more. ​​And then in the year 2073, he came along...

​​One moment my life was near perfect and a blink of an eye later I became the prisoner-wife of a Cro-MAGAnon man. Now a freaked out captive held hostage in Trumpgolia, my abductor is demanding entry into my passage. He wants to fertilize my eggs and use my uterus as an unwilling host for the growth of his spawn. My only desire is freedom and my only hope is escape, but in order to secure either of them I must first penetrate...

​​The Yuge Wall of Jina.

​And this time, my friends, It's Fully Loaded.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jaid Black
• Release date: Mar 5, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463585702

Jaid Black

Jaid Black is the founder and driving force of Ellora's Cave Publishing, the award-winning online source for erotic literature. She is also the founder and publisher of Lady Jaided, a sexy new magazine for women. Her novella "Hunter's Right" appears in the collection Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down, and her novel Deep, Dark & Dangerous is forthcoming from Pocket Books in March 2006. Vistit her on the web at www.jaidblack.com.

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The Yuge Wall of Jina

It’s Fully Loaded

By Jaid Black

FULLY LOADED JINA WARNING

Dear Losers, Haters, Fake News, Black NFL Players (Past, Present, and Future), and Anyone Named Hillary, Obama, Mueller, Pelosi, or Schumer…

It would be a bigly mistake to continue reading this book without having read its predecessor first. Consider yourself warned.

This is the point of no return. You are now choosing to enter the Fully Loaded Jina at your own risk.

Prologue

NSA (Normal States of America)

April 27, 2073

A series of bells rang in synchronicity throughout every city in the bicoastal nation. It was a purposely calming, harmonious sound, yet one rarely heard. From Boston to Honolulu, Normal Americans stopped whatever it was they’d been doing and waited for the Emergency Broadcast System to commence. Citizens already at home hightailed it to their domicile’s nearest televisual surface while those outside turned to face the closest building.

Schumer and Reid Summers stood hand-in-hand in Times Square as they waited with their fellow New Yorkers for the impending broadcast. The long-married couple had freshly indulged in a late morning Broadway play and were casually strolling toward the bistro they planned to have lunch in when the bells began.

As expected, the outer façade of every building in Times Square lit up and morphed into a televisual surface. Husband and wife exchanged a quizzical glance before turning their attention back to a façade. Finally, words began to roll across the screen as a disembodied voice spoke:

"We interrupt your regularly scheduled activities to bring you this very important public service announcement…"

The televisual surface morphed again, this time tuning into a live news broadcast. A hologram of Maddow Lawrence, an iconic and highly regarded tele-journalist, caused a murmur to ripple through the crowd. If Ms. Lawrence was the person about to impart the public service announcement that usually meant the communication was pretty serious.

"My fellow Normal Americans: I extend greetings and positive affirmations to all of you on this most unprecedented occasion. The news you are about to receive is disturbing, but I have been assured by the president herself that the crisis is being looked into and will be dealt with accordingly."

Schumer gave his wife’s hand a comforting squeeze, but didn’t look away from the façade. Maddow Lawrence never appeared in a public hologram as anything less than poised and calm, yet today her dark eyes were wide, alarmed. Her braided hair, usually coiffed into a tight schoolmarm bun behind her head, cascaded into quasi-disarray around her shoulders.

"At some point during the late hours of April 25th or possibly into the very early morning hours of April 26th, three female citizens of the NSA were kidnapped by a wild herd of gun-wielding Cro-MAGAnon males."

Gasps of shock and muffled cries of fear rippled through the crowd assembled in Times Square. Schumer’s green eyes widened as he shared a worried glance with his wife. Please, God, don’t let this be about our daughter, he silently prayed. Neither he nor Reid had been able to reach Snow, but it wasn’t unusual for their grown child—one of New York City’s most renowned artists—to go off the radar for a few days when she was focused on creating her newest masterpiece. Still, she had gone to a retreat in a border town so he was worried. Snow attended nature getaways with other Affirmationologists at least twice a month, sometimes every week.

"The details we’ve learned are still rather sketchy at this time, but what we do know with one hundred percent certainty is that all three of our female citizens were taken beyond the border wall and into Trumpgolia. Reporting on this terrorist incident live from Port Jervis, New York is our very own Haines Goldberg. Haines, are there any new developments in this case?"

The hologram morphed, this time becoming a blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman. Haines Goldberg, much like Maddow Lawrence, was another well-respected tele-journalist. She was standing in front of a forest, the Delaware River visible in the distance.

Schumer’s musculature tightened. Wasn’t Port Jervis where Snow’s retreat was always held?

"The police are still in the process of downloading eyewitness documemories from their brain scans, however, I was permitted to speak with a few of those bystanders off-camera. Frankly, Maddow, the details are chilling. To protect the psychological health of small children, I recommend all citizens take a moment to engage the parental control monitor of their main televisual surface’s console."

Maddow’s hologram appeared next to Haines as the emergency broadcast system gave every citizen thirty additional seconds to comply. In Times Square, Schumer could see several parents frantically reaching into their purses or wallets to retrieve the small device that would block the signal from the emergency broadcast system from their children’s brains. Whereas the adults could see and hear the live news report, the children now heard and saw age-appropriate programming no matter what façade they looked at. At the thirty second mark, Maddow indicated to Haines that she was free to continue her report.

"Apparently the kidnapped women were communing with Mother Nature at the time of the incident. I must say, Maddow, the ensuing scene described by eyewitnesses reads like something out of a horror novel."

Schumer heard his wife’s small intake of breath. He held Reid’s hand tighter