Retribution

Chapter: 12

Sara continued down the corridor and came across a window. She pushed upwards and it easily slid open. Looking out she saw it was only about an 8 foot drop to the ground. She carefully began climbing out, her feet first, then she tightly gripped the window frame, letting her legs dangle towards the floor. She took one last look at the ground before letting go. She landed comfortably on both feet.
She stood and dusted her hands clean from the soft cool soil that she’d landed on. She breathed a loud sigh of relief. She was out of the house! Now she had to get help before they found out she was gone. She quickly turned around from facing the wall…..thump!! She ran straight into Bobby standing firm with his arms folded across his chest.
Sara stood mouth agape shocked.
“Oh no….” Was all she could whisper before Bobby grabbed her by the throat and pinned her solidly to the hard brick wall. She gasped for air but didn’t struggle. She knew that if she struggled he would retaliate so she stood perfectly still, but shook a little. He loosened his grip slightly allowing her to breath, he was slightly impressed that she had realised who the boss was. But yet, he was a little disappointed she hadn’t struggled, he like it when she did! He grabbed her tightly by the arm and she winced at his grip. He dragged her back to the house and headed for “THE ROOM”. Sara gasped.
“NO!” She screamed now trying to pull away from him. “I’m not going back in there! Please…..no…”
He pulled her harder not letting up one bit. He smirked at her.
“Time to play bitch,” he laughed opening the door and launching her inside. The door shut with a bang!

Grissom stood back as the door unlocked and opened. Kate entered shaking her head, carrying a bundle in her hands.
“I’m very disappointed in you Grissom as again you defy me. Do you think I’d be stupid enough to leave you an escape route?”
Grissom swallowed hard at the thought she’d set the whole thing up and he’d fallen for it.
“What have you done with Sara?”
Kate smiled. “She’s waiting for you, she has to be punished. You know that.”
Grissom shook his head. “Please…you don’t have to do this.”
Kate gave a short laugh through her nose. “Oh yes I do and before we go and see our little captured fugitive I thought we could finish our little chat.”
Kate placed the bundle on top of the cabinet and then returned to the corridor for a second coming back with a light wooden chair. She placed it in front of Grissom.
“Sit!”
Grissom did, never taking his eyes from her. She paced around the room a little.
“Now, where were we? Oh yes my fathers arrest,” she glared at him with piercing eyes before she continued. “You know he told me just before the trail that you would be the determining factor in his downfall. Your testimony and your evidence. I came to your lab you know.”
Grissom looked on curiously. “No I didn’t know that.”
“Well why would you, you refused to see me. Too busy in your little white lab coat to see a lost teenager pleading for the life of her father! I only wanted to appeal to your better nature. My father knew he hadn’t got a chance of getting off, but at least I could have spoken to you. The leading criminalist. Told you he was really a good man, a caring man. In 3 months he showed me more love than I’d got in 14 years. All I wanted to do was try and save him the death penalty. But you wouldn’t give me the time of day. You wouldn’t hear my plea. So…as you know, he did get the death penalty.”
“He was guilty of rape and murder..” Grissom spoke without thinking and immediately wished he hadn’t.
Kate swooped down on him and slapped him hard across the face almost knocking him off the chair. He sat stunned.
Kate gritted her teeth “She was a black mailing fucking slut!”, she spat in his face. “She would have destroyed him. Why is it such a fucking crime to fight for your survival, especially against such filth!?”
Grissom attempted to swallow the growing lump in his throat.
Kate stood back and continued. “Because I had given you that opportunity to not take my father from me, and you’d blown it, you’d taken away any chance that I or my sister had of having a happy life. We’d been left with nothing. I asked Bobby to get me a gun. I wasn’t sure if my father would receive the death sentence or not, but when the judge called out the sentence in the courtroom, you know, I don’t even remember leaving the courthouse, or getting the gun. The next thing I remember is firing. I pointed the gun in your direction when you came out and I fired. It was your fault. You had to pay. Sadly I was a lousy shot and there were so many god damn cops everywhere. The next thing I’m on the ground in some sort of haze. It hurt so much, but so did my heart. I’d failed myself and my father. You know I got 10 years. 10 years of my fucking life Grissom! A menace to society that’s what they said. I was 16 when they sent me to the young offenders. But that’s not where it ends…oh no. My mother died and my sister was taken into care. Bobby tried to look after her at first but she got in with the wrong crowd. She O.D’d when she was only 16.…she never woke up….she never woke up. Bobby swore he’d wait for me and he did. He visited me every month and never missed a visiting day. But prison really changes a person Grissom….you have no idea what you have to do to survive in there. Things you have to do….things you see. My father was executed 2 years ago. I never saw him again after the trial. They wouldn’t let me see him while I was inside. I never got to say goodbye…..I swore from my very first day inside that hell hole I was in that I would make you suffer for destroying my life. No matter what it took. You would feel the pain. You’d politely given it me, so I thought it only thoughtful to give it back! You are about to find out what the word suffering really means.” Her eyes turned dark as she turned away from him and back to the cabinet to collect her bundle. She threw it at his feet.
“Put that on!” She demanded.
Grissom was still a little stunned at what he’d just heard. So much bitterness and all he was doing was his job. He reached down and looked inside the bag that lay at his feet. He could feel his pupils dilating at what he was looking at. A small pair of very tight leather shorts and a black leather top, probably 10 sizes too small for him. Bondage attire! He’d seen similar on his encounters with Lady Heather.
He looked back at Kate “You can’t be serious,” he said shakily.
“Do I look like I’m fucking joking?” She spat back at him. “Strip and put it on now! Or the next time I come back to see you, you’ll be a single man. Do I make myself clear?”
Grissom swallowed hard and stood. He began unbuttoning his shirt. It took him a while with just one hand.
“That’s it.” Kate smiled as she leaned against the wall and watched him strip.
He painfully squeezed into the tight top. It was difficult to get it on over his strapping and his wounds, but he finally managed it. The tightness of the top made his muscles stand out, his chest and his arms. Very well built for a man of his age Kate thought. She felt aroused by his appearance, by his obvious fear. Grissom removed his pants and went to put on the shorts.
“A..a..”, Kate said shaking her head. “Take off the boxers first.”
Grissom felt his embarrassment grow as he slowly pushed his boxers down. Kate watching, her eyes widening when she saw his ample size. She’d seen it on camera but it didn’t do him justice.
“My, what a big boy you are,” she cooed. She could feel her arousal growing. She wanted him, wanted to fuck him badly. Take him and make him suffer like only she knew how.
Grissom pulled on the shorts but struggled with the zipper. They were so tight and the zipper so stiff as he pulled with his one healthy hand.
“You need help with that?” She chuckled.
“No!” He snapped back at her. He didn’t want her anywhere near him. Finally he managed to pull up the zipper.
Kate pulled something from her pocket.
“Now the final piece”, she revealed a black collar, similar to the one Sara had worn. “Come here!”
Grissom wanted to move but his legs were glued to the spot.
“Now!” Kate was getting impatient.
Grissom’s feet slowly started to move towards her. Like a dog to it’s master.
Kate put the collar around his neck and he cringed. She attached the pull rope.
She stood back to admire him. “Now don’t you just look the part?”
The only thing going through Grissom’s mind at that very second was “part for what?”
She pulled on the rope and led him out the room. “Come my boy. Time for your infliction of punishment!”