Chapter 2: The Next Phase
It was easy to learn their routine. You'd think after what she and I had gone through that she'd look over her shoulder every once in a while. Lucky for us, she didn't. The same thing every week. Leaving her husband home with their two-year old and sneaking off to meet her boyfriend for dinner and then back to his place for some sex. It was bad sex, too. I mean 'only five minutes' bad. In order to learn all I could, I had to watch everything and believe me when I say that I saw some things that I didn't want to. It was simple to find a place to pick them off, especially with May's help. No matter how much I thought it out, May would think of something better. She was evil and devious. And I loved it.
Neither of them really knew May, so it was easy to disrupt their routine without my being involved. Hang-up phone calls, knocking on his door and running off, all while I got to watch and laugh. It was easy to get amusement out of torturing them. They just didn't know that the torture was only beginning.
We picked him off on his way back to his house on his way back from the store. May stopped him and asked for directions. While he talked I walked calmly up behind him, a rag with chloroform on it, ready to use. It was almost too easy. He saw me out of the corner of his eye too late, the rag stuffed into and over his mouth, the fumes rendering him unconscious in a span of seconds. I put him up on my shoulder as May opened the trunk of our car. I dumped him in roughly, not really caring what happened to him, as long as he stayed alive. For now.
I drove back to our place and pulled into the parking garage. It took a little work, but we were able to her him into our apartment with no one noticing. He was still unconscious when we dumped him out of the rug we had wrapped him in. May bounds his wrists and ankles with duct tape and we put a golf ball in his mouth and duct taped it shut. May grinned at me and took my hand, pulling me toward the bathroom. We'd end up taking another shower tonight after the...show, but it never hurt to be clean beforehand.
She started the spray and we stepped in, keeping close together. I washed her hair and her back and she washed mine in turn. As she rinsed off, I could only stand in awe of her body, wondering how I had gotten so lucky to have her. I moved to her under the water and planted my mouth roughly on hers, making her moan and wrap her arms around me.
"May," I said quietly. "I can't wait for tonight. I've never been this excited." She smiled up at me and pulled me back into the kiss, turning us and backing herself against the white tile wall of the shower, grinding against me. I grabbed her hips and easily lifted her, feeling her legs encircling my hips. I lifted her higher and brought her down on my throbbing erection, moving slowly against her at first, speeding up when she started to growl, glaring into my eyes. I snarled back and slammed her into the wall, both of us savaging each other with lips and teeth. My excitement and May's tightness drove me to the edge very quickly.
May voice rumbled deep with in her and she leaned up, biting my neck as I exploded deep within her. She quickly followed, our juices mixing within her and dripping to the floor when I pulled out my still hard cock. It ached as I stood there, watching her look at me with lust in her eyes.
"Soon, lover," she said, resting her hand on my heaving chest. "Soon, we will have another wonderful experience. Together."
I could only nod and then we stepped out of the shower, both dripping wet and neither of us caring. Our captive was slowly waking, his eyes fluttering open and immediately going to May's naked body before focusing on me standing over her shoulder. He started to struggle and May and I both smiled. It must have looked bad because he turned white and held still, like he was trying to hide from predators, which was exactly what we were.
We left him there to ponder his fate and went to the kitchen for drinks. Once I had calmed down, May crooked a finger and started to walk back to the bedroom. The army boy, as we called him, was struggling, trying to free himself. He froze again as we reentered, breathing quickly through his nose. May walked past him, his eyes trying to track both of us at the same time. She reached behind the nightstand and pulled out the razor sharp knife she kept there for just this purpose. He started to scream. Loud, even through the gag. I reached down and grabbed his collar, wrenching him up off of the ground. He whipped his head around to look at me.
"Look at me, you sack of shit. Do you know who I am?" He nodded so fast, I thought his neck would break. "Good. Then you know just how fucking miserable you've made my life over the last three weeks. You have no idea how much I'm going to enjoy this."
I easily tossed him on the bed, anger adding to my strength. He lay there, trying to burn a hole in me with his eyes. I straddled his chest, letting my weight slowly take away the air he had left. I grabbed his chin and pushed it, tilting his head back, forcing him to look at the wall, letting his eyes finally see what I wanted them to see: The two set of matching manacles, for hands, feet, and neck, that I had built and mounted on the wall. I let his chin go and smirked at him when he looked back at me. I got off of his chest and let May have her turn.
She was still naked, which added more menace to the knife that she held up and gently caressed up and down her cheek. She climbed and straddled him just as I had. She touched the point of the blade to his throat and he stiffened completely, barely even breathing. She switched the knife to her left hand and punched him square in the face with her right. She had hit me before, so I knew it hurt. Giving him his due, her barely flinched. It helped to have a knife at your throat to keep things in perspective. May smiled serenely at him and pulled the knife away; bringing it between her breasts and moving it slowly up and down her softly tanned skin. His eyes were glued to the blade, giving me the opportunity to take two big steps and slam my fist into the side of his head, pretty much knocking him out. I shook my hand and May climbed off of him and I could see a small wet spot where her pussy had been touching his shirt. Getting him up into the manacles was a trick, but with May's help, we finished it soon enough. Thus begun phase two: the girl.
She was much easier to capture than you would have expected. I couple of phone calls from his cellphone made her panic, which made it easy to get her to his place. May and I waited outside, just around the corner of the house. As I expected, she had a key and let herself in, yelling for him. May hurried around back and I made my way in through the front door, giving May enough time to get in through the back door before pushing through the front and surprising the girl, whom we had nicknamed 'princess.' She had been my lover, once. Things had been great until she took exceptions to the friends I kept. It ended badly. Maybe that's why I took so much delight in knocking her cellphone out of her hand and sending her screaming through the house before finally cornering her in one of the back bedrooms.
"Hey, baby," I said, my voice full of menace. "Did you miss me?"
"If you come near me," she said in a wavering voice, "I'll scream."
I smirked. "Go ahead. The neighbors will just assume you're having sex again. You are quite the screamer." May stepped in beside me and laughed. The princess had nowhere to go when I started moving toward her. She cried and she begged, but I didn't hear either. Rage had taken over, along with vengeance. The same chloroform soaked rag put her to sleep and I carried her out to the car, just like I had with the other, dumping her in the trunk.
