Retribution

Chapter: 13

Grissom was pulled down the corridor. He wanted to lash out, but to keep Sara alive he dare not. He saw they were heading for “THE ROOM.” Ever single fear he’d ever had in his whole life suddenly smacked him in the face. As the door opened and Kate pulled him into the room, he immediately saw Sara. Hanging by her wrists from the ropes in the ceiling. Her mouth taped and her body to breath. It was a flashback to the beginning of this nightmare all over again. Kate unclipped her rope and Grissom stood. She walked towards Sara and roughly cupped her cheeks tightly in one hand, turning her head so she could see Grissom.
“Doesn’t he look the part Sara?”
Sara muttered helplessly through her tape.
Kate put her mouth next to Sara’s ear whispering softly... “Are you ready for him to hurt you Sara.” Sara struggled, trying to cry out through the tape.
“Oh yes,” Kate cooed “Hurt you bad. Because that’s the deal. If he wants you to live, he will have to punish you for the honour!”
Sara found herself horrified at the thought. The man she loved hurting her to keep her alive. She would rather die than put him through that.
Kate pushed Sara away and headed for her equipment table. Bobby was nonchalantly leaning against it, a smile on his face. His smile broadened as Kate gave him a wink. She picked up a long bull whip from the table and turned to face Grissom. Snapping it hard to the floor. Both Sara and Grissom jumped at the sound. Sara knew…she knew what they were going to make him do. She snapped her head up quickly and looked at him, she breathed through her nose, heavier and heavier. She looked deep into his eye’s, giving him permission to do what ever he had to do. He shook his head and mouthed her a silent “NO.” It hit her hard.
Kate walked to Grissom and held out the whip. “Take it!”
Grissom did not “No,” he sternly said. “I will not hurt her.” He was plain and straight to the point.
Kate simply shrugged her shoulders. “Ok.” She easily said and walked away.
Grissom was stunned at her reaction, but then, he was not. She walked to Bobby and handed him the whip, turning back to Grissom….
“If you won't, then he will,” she said grinning. “Oh, and trust me Grissom, from experience..”she smiled to her man. “ I’m sure Bobby darling will be a lot more aggressive than you would ever be!”
Grissom’s heart leapt to his feet as he watched Bobby caress the whip, walking around behind Sara.
“Last chance Grissom.” Kate simply stated.
He didn’t move. His mind was in a frenzy. Kate looked over to Bobby and nodded. He drew his arm back, ready to strike. Sara slammed her eyes shut, bracing herself for what was coming.
“Stop!” Grissom shouted stepping forward. Bobby froze.
“Just…stop…” Grissom walked over to Bobby and took the whip from him.
Sara’s eyes shot open, just as Grissom disappeared from her view. She could feel him behind her. Bobby stepped aside, grinning back at Kate.
Grissom looked at the whip and then at Sara. He couldn’t fight it. In order to save her he had to hurt her. But he would hurt her a lot less than the monster grinning at him. He only prayed she would forgive him for what he was about to do. He walked up close to the woman he loved and whispered in her ear.
“I’m sorry..” He chocked.
He stood back and raised his arm, Kate butted in...
“Oh and Grissom, I think 9 lashes should do it, that’s 9 for the number of fingers she saved for you!”
Sara again closed her eyes tightly as Grissom threw his arm forward as softly as he could. The whip still hit Sara’s back hard and cut into her skin, ripping her shirt.
She screamed under the tape and it killed him to hear her. Again he hit her, and again. He wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible. Each time she screamed, harder and harder. Her back was now bleeding from the lashes, he stopped.
“4 more to go Grissom, and do the next one’s harder or Bobby will have to take over for you.” Kate called across the room. Grissom hated himself so much right then. He just wanted to crawl up and die. But yet, he swung again, again and again. By the seventh stroke Sara had given up, her body was limp and she’d passed out. After the final lash Grissom threw the whip across the room, fell to his knees and cried.
Sara hung by her wrists, unconscious to the world. Her back a bloody mess. Grissom looked at her. How could he do that? He didn’t know if he’d ever be able to forgive himself for this. He looked up at Kate, “Please let her down.” He begged.
Kate nodded at Bobby and he walked over to Sara. He untied her restraints and she fell limply into his arms. Grissom was surprised at his tender touch and gentleness as he carefully scooped her up and carried her over to one of the beds. Placing her down softly. But then he felt like his throat had been slit when Bobby took Sara’s wrists, pulling her arms to the headboard. He began to tie her down.
Grissom slowly stood as he watched Bobby strap down Sara’s unconscious body.
“What are you doing?”
Kate looked at Grissom as Bobby finished his task.
“This is how it’s going to work honey..,” she began. “You can have door number 1.” She pointed to the empty bed, straps ready on the headboard. “Or you can have door number 2.” She pointed to the bed with Sara strapped to it. “Door number 1 involves me fucking your brains out, or door number 2, well that’s pretty much the same thing apart from we have 2 new contestants doing the fucking!” She pointed to Sara and then to Bobby.
Sara began to stir…….Bobby was taking his shoes off….Kate was grinning………Grissom was mortified.