Livy and Josie untied Millie quickly and got her off the bed, still knocked out from the punches Heather gave her. They grabbed Heather by the arms and legs and dropped her on the bed and restrained her in the cuffs. They knew she could only be kept there if she was in a constant state of arousal and looked through Millie's assortment of toys for Walter and found an old hand vibrator. Livy plugged it in and switched it on, feeling the strong, deep vibration coming from it.
"This will work."
Livy pushed it against Heather's battered pussy and tried to think of how to hold it there and decided to just work the vibrating pad inside. She gave it a few tugs to see how well it held and switched it on. It did nothing to wake Heather from her unconscious state, but her pussy was responding with a wet juiciness to it.
They sat beside Millie and Livy cradled her to her and began wafting her scent around her. Millie began coming around slowly and her first sense was her smell and weakly called her name. Livy stroked her grey back from her face and kissed her cheek lightly.
"Yes, Millie, it's me."
Millie struggled to regain her senses and had to focus on where she was and what had happened, then in a dazed look, stared at both Livy and Josie for the first time. Livy turned her cheek towards her and smiled happily at her.
"Hi Millie, it's me, Livy."
Millie began putting all the pieces together quickly and realized what she was experiencing.
"Livy? Livy! Oh my God Livy, it's you. Oh my precious child."
Millie moved so she could hug Livy to her and loved on her tenderly. Livy was overjoyed at sharing a physical connection with her and let her know it. Livy pulled back and smiled at Millie.
"This is my friend, Josie."
Millie turned where Livy was looking and saw Josie waiting to say hello. Millie looked at her, realizing who she was from all that Livy had told her and reached around to hug her to her as well. She kissed the both of them and then felt the sharp pain of Heather's fist. It wiped her smile away instantly and made her remember what had caused her to black out.
"Heather!, She killed Walter. We're not safe, we need to...."
Livy put her fingertips to Millie's lips lightly to quiet her and looked behind her to make her look. Millie slowly turned and saw Heather lying on the bed and became startled.
"It's okay, she's out cold and we tied her down."
Millie moved more so she could see for herself and made it to a standing position. She looked at the prone body stretched out and pushed her to see if she was awake.
"She out cold Millie, I made sure of that."
"Millie?"
"Yes, dear?"
"We need to kill her. She's bad."
"Yes dear, she is bad and yes, we do need to kill her, but I have no idea how to do it. I didn't even know that you could be seen. Oh Livy, you're such a beautiful young girl. Both of you are. You saved me, didn't you?"
"We did. Josie did it mostly."
"Did you? Thank you sweet child, thank you."
"Millie, you should go wash up, you have blood on your face and bruises are starting to come."
Millie touched her face and saw the blood on her fingers. She shot Heather a deadly look and went into the bathroom.
"How do we kill her, Livy?
"The same way we make her alive."
"I don't understand?"
Livy explained how they orgasmed to be real and how it would work against Heather the same way if they did what Livy was thinking. Josie cringed at the thought, but realized they needed to do it to rid them forever of Heather. Millie came back holding a cold cloth to her face, her robe closed again and looked at Walter on the floor.
Her face went immediately to sadness at seeing him, so many decades shared, now gone forever because of the actions of a ghost who cared only for her own pleasure and nothing for those about her. She went to him and shifted him to lay in a comfortable position and cradled his head in her lap and stroked his thin hair. She removed the look of terror from his face and began crying hard at her loss. Livy and Josie sat and comforted her, as they let her deal with her loss.
Once Millie had a chance to mourn her loss, her anger and hatred for Heather returned and laid Walter's head down gently and stood with help from the girls.
"I want her dead."
"We agree Millie."
"I'm going to cut her black heart from her and end this."
"No, Millie, it won't work. She's a ghost, she's already dead. I think I know how to kill her forever so she never comes back."
"Tell me, child."
Livy told her her thoughts on the situation and how they became 'alive' and how it was also how they could make her die. Millie understood, but had no idea how to kill her doing that and listened to Livy's idea and even she cringed at the suggestion. It was horrendous to conceive and imagine, but they set themselves to it and knew it had to be down.
Millie wanted Walter out of the room when they did it, so Livy and Josie took an arm each, while Millie took his feet and they lifted him enough to drag her ass cheeks squeaking across the wood floor to the stairs. They slowly went down the stairs, his bony ass bouncing off of each step until they got to the bottom and dragged him to the couch. Once he was resting peacefully, Millie kissed his forehead and patted his cheek, before turning and striding purposefully to the stairs and up with determined steps.
She took off her robe and placed it on the dresser, then picked up the flogger. Livy and Josie watched her stand beside Heather's spread-eagle body. Her eyes showed a disgust and hatred towards her, as she raised the flogger behind her and brought the first arcing blow to Heather's breasts. She started a rotation between blows and continued non-stop down her body and legs and back up again. Heather's skin glowed pink and turned redder, as Millie continued taking out her anger on her.
Livy and Josie did and said nothing as they watched her. It astounded Livy to see Millie like this, usually the motherly woman she sought comfort in and now a vicious animal-like being laying crushing blows on Heather's body. The flogger made resounding slaps on her skin, while the vibrator remained lodge inside her pussy, keeping her stimulated to stay real.
Heather began stirring and coming around, her prior battering wearing off, as the new one brought her around. Her first conscious awareness was the flogger battering her breast, the painful ache driven deep into her flesh and muscles. Millie saw her coming around and stopped, then used her hand to slap her face back and forth until she shook her head in response.
"Wakey, wakey, you miserable bitch. Time for you to find out what vengeance is like now."
Heather opened her eyes in a daze, looking about trying to fathom what happened and why this was happening. She saw Livy and Josie standing together looking at her and knew they were no longer under her possessive powers.
"Traitors!"
Livy took a step forward and spat in her face. The saliva ran down over her eye and down her cheek, Heather shaking her head to rid herself of it.
"A little spit bother you, Heather? You're about to find out a few things that bother you even more. You've treated people to things that disgust me, yet I stood by because of the wrong my family did to you. That debt was paid and now it's time to pay for what you've done."
Heather struggled against her restraints and found herself held fast by them. There was no thought of becoming furious, her position not allowing her those thoughts. She went to say something and Millie slapped the flogger over her face and left it there.
"Not a word. I will beat your face from you if I hear one, just one."