Retribution

Chapter 5.

Grissom struggled to opened his eyes. His whole body burned, it felt like it was on fire. He was still cuffed and he could hardly move. The pain was too intense. The nausea crept up his throat. He managed a slight glance around. He was in a small stone room, similar to a cellar, a large iron door on the far side, nothing but a small cabinet and a sink in the corner. His consciousness was drifting again but then he heard the screams. A woman’s screams. Sexual screams. Someone was getting banged and hard!
“Oh god.” He mumbled, automatically presuming the voice was Sara’s. “Please…no…Sar……,” he passed out again his heart heavy and whimpering.

He rolled off her, sweaty and panting. She couldn’t move, her arms and legs were tied down to the four bed posts. She turned her head to look at him….
“Untie me would you lover?” Kate softly asked Bobby her eyes glistening. Bobby smiled untying his mistress. He loved every inch of her and her gaze just sent him wild with desire. He would do anything for her. She had enchanted him and saved him from a life he’d rather never remember. He was hers and always at her command. Their previous sex session had been rough. She wanted it rough and hard. Like he was raping her. She liked that. Her body at his mercy. She rubbed her hand down his chest and kissed him roughly.
“Did you like that?” She asked.
“God yes!” Came his enthusiastic answer. He loved the power and the domination. But he was hers and would do anything she asked, even if it wasn’t for her own pleasure. He liked that too, her watching him with someone else.
“Well my sweet, you get some rest and get your strength back, your going to need it.” She ran a finger down his chest and cupped hic cock, squeezing hard. “Make sure you rest him good, he’s got a lot of work to do!”.
Bobby smiled as she slid out of bed and got dressed.
“I’ll see you soon," she said blowing him a kiss. “Just gonna let our love birds have a little private time, for the final time!” She laughed as she walked out of the door. Bobby laid back and drifted into a glorious sleep.

Sara still hanging from her restraints, still blindfolded and gagged heard a door open, and then close. She felt Kate’s presence as she walked close to her. Kate took a long hunting knife from her pocket and held it to Sara’s neck. Sara flinched at the sensation, she knew there was a blade at her throat. She shook unable to control the fear running through her blood. Kate removed the knife from her skin.
“Now, your going to be a good girl aren’t you Sara?”
Sara nodded immediately.
“That’s my girl." Kate reached up and took off Sara’s blindfold. Giving her a few minutes to get accustomed to the light, as she had been in darkness for some time. Kate looked deep into Sara’s eyes, they were blood shot and full of fear.
“Would you like me to take the tape off your mouth Sara?"
Sara nodded quickly.
“And your not going to scream are you? Not that it would do you any good, but you know what will happen if I’m disobeyed!”
Sara shook her head.
“Good.” Kate carefully removed the tape. This time gently and with care. Sara’s mouth was dry, and her lips split from her beating.
Kate reached to a near by table and picked up a glass with a straw in it. Holding it out to Sara.
“Drink.” Kate requested.
Sara’s butterflies flew. She didn’t know what was in the glass and she hesitated.
Kate frowned. “Don’t make me ask you again Sara!” Her voice now different from it’s previous nicities.
Sara bent her head and sucked on the straw. Relief washed through her body as it was just water. Sara finished the whole glass and felt the coolness run down her throat. Breathing heavily when she had finished.
“There, that wasn’t too bad now was it?”
Sara remained quiet. A little confused as to why Kate was suddenly being so nice. All part of her game and Sara knew it.
“I have a present for you Sara,” Kate sniggered her eyes gleaming.
Sara’s mind raced, her fear building again. “What now?” She thought to herself.
“I’ll take you too it.” Kate whispered softly in her ear. Before Sara knew it Kate had unhooked her restraints and she fell to the floor. Her legs unable to hold her so she fell to her knees, and her shoulders were agony. Sara moved her arms trying to get some life back into them, watching Kate draw her gun from her pocket.
“Just in case,” Kate smirked “But I know your going to be good, right?”
Sara nodded. She didn’t have any strength to fight, at least not yet.
“Your hands please Sara.”
Sara looked down at her hands, and saw how cut and bruised her wrists were. Worse than she thought. She looked back up at Kate from her kneeling position and watched as she took out a set of cuffs.
“Not again,” Sara mumbled to herself, but at least it was better than being strung up. She slowly held out her arms. Kate cuffed her wrists together but not as tightly as before. Gently. Just enough so she couldn’t get out of them.
Kate moved behind her and pulled another item from her pocket. She pulled Sara’s hair up slightly and she flinched.
“Don’t move.” Kate whispered softly. Sara froze.
Kate placed a thick black collar laced with studs tightly around Sara’s neck. Sara grimaced at it’s feel. Then Kate attached a black rope, clipping it in place. Moving back around to face Sara she pulled on the rope. Jolting Sara wearily to her feet. Sara’s heart pounded at her captors gaze.
“Now Sara, you are my little bitch you understand? I pull you come.”
Sara bowed her head and nodded.
Kate grinned and pulled. Towards the door she went and Sara followed. Kate pulled Sara down a long corridor, to an iron door. Kate stepped back and let the rope loosen. She ushered Sara towards the door and took out a key. Unlocking the door with a clank.
“In you go Sara, but…” Kate said “...you don’t touch until I say you can.” She pulled on the rope yanking Sara’s head back. “You understand?”
“Yes.” Sara whispered. Confused as to what was behind the door. Then it hit her. She knew. Oh god no! They couldn’t have. How? Why……?” ran through her mind. This had to be a bad dream!