Chapter 86
As soon as I saw them I knew I was in trouble. They were both naked and Alexis had her straight razor in her hand. She looked miles away.
“Scott, did you enjoy your time alone with your thoughts?” Alexis asked grabbing the front of my shirt and ripped it open. “Answer me.”
“I wondered what was happening upstairs. But I guess I can tell now that you both are naked.”
She couldn’t pull the shirt completely off since my hands were tied behind the column. I heard the razor cutting through the cloth of my shirt. “Better,” she said.
I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute and wondered if she was going to kill me right here. She leaned her ear against my chest with the razor right in front of my eyes. “I wish your heart was beating because you were excited to see me, but I know you remember what I did to the good doctor and worry about what I’m going to do to you. Right?”
I knew I better respond. “Alexis, your sister was much more of a romantic. She was mean in many ways, but she treated those in her captivity with some form of love.”
“What does that mean? Do you want me to make love to you?”
“I don’t know how to explain it to you. And no, I don’t want you to make love to me.” I hoped that was the back of the razor between my legs.
“I got your attention again didn’t I?”
I looked over at Chris who was enjoying my predicament, and probably glad it was me instead of him. “Yes.”
“Chris, come over here and untie him. Let’s bring him upstairs to one of the bedrooms. I’m not finished with him yet, and I’m not going to make this easy on him by killing him here. Oh, and by the way…Stephen and his wife are both dead.”
*.*.*
Chris had a cord around my neck and my wrists were still tied behind my back, but it felt strange to be the only one of us with clothes. I’m sure that was going to change very soon.
When we got upstairs I saw the pool of blood and the metal frame protruding through Stephen’s back. I knew he was dead. It was hard to comprehend his being dead. I just talked with him a few hours ago. I’m most likely going to be the next person killed, unless she does Chris instead of me. That gave me an idea. Chris pulled on the cord and it was hard to breath. Is he going to kill me instead?
We stopped at the entrance to the master bedroom. Mrs. Strong’s body was on her back and there was no question she was also dead. “Chris, drag her body into another room. I don’t want to look at her lying on the floor,” Alexis said as she motioned with the razor.
She pushed me over to the four-poster bed which was almost three feet off the floor. “You get up on the bed.”
I backed up to the bed and lifted myself up so I was seated on the bed. I didn’t like how Alexis was looking at me, and I just stared back.
She stepped closer and ran the back of the razor down from my forehead, across my nose and rested it on my lips. “Open your mouth.” As soon as I did she had the razor laying flat against my tongue. “I should have had Chris take the rest of your clothes off before he left the room.” Chris came in almost as if he was called.
I looked at his expression as he watched what Alexis was doing.
“Chris, give me a hand.” However, he just stayed where he was. “Chris, please. Come over here and help me.” He hesitantly came over and stood beside her. “Take all his clothes off and make him more comfortable.”
He hesitated. “I thought you had some investigation stuff to do…we’re wasting time.”
“The sooner you get him tied up again, the sooner I can get on with what I was going to do. Besides, wouldn’t you like to be mean to him, so I could be nice to you?”
I watched her other hand reach between his legs and then wrap her fingers around him. “Chris, remember all the fun you had doing the things I made you do in my bedroom? Now, hurry and do what I asked you to do. You’re right, we’re wasting time.”
I knew once they had me tied to the bed and naked again, I had at best only a few hours left to live. I also realized I might not want to be alive for whatever she was planning. I made a quick move off the bed and started to run out of the bedroom. I heard Chris’ bare feet pounding on the floor rushing after me.
It was hard running down the stairs with my hands tied behind me, but I was several steps ahead of him and headed to the front entry. I got a glimpse of Stephen’s body to my right as I passed at a full run. What I didn’t see was the blood on the floor. My first step into the blood and my feet went out from under me. I landed on my back and saw Chris’ fist headed toward my face.
*.*.*
This was getting to feel like a broken record and I was the record. I could feel the pain in my back, but my extremities hurt just as bad. This time there was no play in the cords around my wrists and ankles. I opened my eyes to see Alexis sitting on my body. She was still naked and I was now too.
“You are getting to be a real problem Scott. I think Chris’ suggestion to just kill you makes a lot of sense. Give me one reason I shouldn’t just slash your throat right now.” She looked down my body and ran her fingers lightly across my stomach. “That’s one reason.” She busied her fingers lower and I could feel my body slowly responding.
“Are you going to do the research you had planned on doing?” Chris asked from the chair he was sitting in.
“I am doing research right now. I like how both of your bodies respond to my touch. In Scott’s case even when he’s trying his best to ignore what I’m doing.”
“Alexis you promised me.”
“Yes, you’re right…I did promise you. Okay Scott, you have a few more minutes to think about how you are going to be punished for trying to escape again. I know I’m getting tired of it, and I can tell Chris is getting annoyed with your presence.” She got up and then planted a kiss right where it would make Chris even madder.
“Let’s go do our investigation Chris.”
Chapter 87
She knew Chris had one thing on his mind at the present time and it wasn’t her…he was intent on finding anything of monetary value. He told her he was sure Stephen kept cash on hand. He couldn’t have gotten ten thousand dollars out of the bank, as it was Sunday. It would keep him busy. She, on the other hand, was trying to understand why her father sent her away. She knew she was an ugly child, but there had to be more to it.
It was somewhat strange to be walking around her parents’ house without any clothes, but who was going to see her, or them? She avoided looking at her father’s body in the foyer and went to the living room.
The room was tastefully decorated in reds, whites and some light blue. The two main couches were a light blue and the other smaller one was a cream color. The red curtains were drawn and hung down almost to the floor. There were nautical paintings on the wall along with some photographs of sailboats. There was a grand piano in the corner with many framed pictures.
She made her way over to the pictures and saw an older man with two girls. One of the girls looked like her when she was that age. It was Melanie her twin sister. The other she imagined was Mercedes, who was only a few years younger. They all looked like they were enjoying being together.
There were many other family shots but Mercedes’ Harvard graduation picture caught her attention. She could see her features were similar to hers. She was extremely attractive, with long red hair pulled down over one shoulder accenting the swell of her breasts beneath the gown. She wondered what it would have been like to grow up with her sisters. Would she have attended Harvard too? Would her sister have been so screwed up? She wanted to know more about Melanie.
Chris was moving pictures in the room now looking for a safe. “Find anything Chris?”
“I found one safe upstairs but I don’t have the combination. Are you finding anything interesting?”
“Just some interesting family pictures. Is there an office upstairs?”
“Yeah, all the way down the hall, the last door on the left.”
She
went over to Chris and grabbed both of his ears and forced a kiss on his lips. She purposely invaded his mouth with her tongue. She felt his body coming to life. “I was wondering who the person was in here with me…I didn’t recognize his lifeless protrusion.” Her hand was busy coaxing a proper salute. “There’s my Chris. Would you rather I went up and played with Scott instead?”
She felt his hands grab the cheeks of her ass and pull her body tightly against him. Her head was against his chest and she turned and bit his neck.
“Owe. That hurts.”
“You love the attention and you know it.”
“Don’t you feel badly that your parents are dead?”
“Not really…I didn’t know them, and they obviously didn’t know me. My father didn’t care enough about me to tell my mother I existed. He never ever asked about how I was doing.”
“What about the doctor?”
“What about him?”
“Aren’t you upset that you killed him?”
“He deserved what he received more than anybody else. I wish I had more time to have him feel the pain of what I did to him before I slit his throat. He treated me like a piece of meat.” She pushed him away and rushed out of the room.
*.*.*
It took her quite a while to find what she was looking for, but she found it. In her father’s desk she found false bottoms in both the left and right hand bottom drawers. In the drawer on the left she found Melanie’s diary. In the other drawer she found something more upsetting.
In that drawer were pictures and reports from Doctor Adler to her father. As she read through the reports it was obvious her father was very much interested in her progress. The doctor was the one who was delaying her release back into her family’s life. Her father even requested meeting with her to explain what had happened.
Doctor Adler replied that she wasn’t quite ready for the shock and he was gradually introducing more and more of the outside world to her.
He was not doing anything of the sort…in fact he was treating her more like a sex slave. She thought of what she did to his body and wished she still had those parts…so she could cut them into tiny pieces.
Now she was truly sorry her father wasn’t here. In his own way he loved her and wanted to bring her back into the family. However, he was worried what it would do to her mother since she was in a fragile state. There’s no going back and undoing what had happened. I’m sorry dad…I really didn’t know how you felt.
She read every piece of correspondence and how the doctor purposely twisted the facts to maintain her presence. If it wasn’t for Chris she might not have learned about all of this. She put the material back in the bottom of the drawer and put the wood cover over it, and then the other material on top of it. Why the hell am I doing that?
For the first time she felt the leather of the chair. She was sticking to the leather and lifted herself and heard the noise her skin made. She sat back down and picked up Melanie’s diary.
*.*.*
She looked to where the writing stopped and there were not that many blank pages left. She started at the beginning of the diary which dealt with her childhood. There was a pattern to the entries. Many dealt with going with her grandfather on his boat. Mercedes and she were close, but it was obvious, based on the comments, that Melanie tried her best to garner more of her grandfather’s praise.
She was not reading every page, but glancing at the content. She could feel eyes on her and looked up to see Chris standing in the doorway. “I brought you something.” He was holding a gray Harvard T-shirt. She smiled at him and he brought the shirt over. “You look like you could use a cover. What are you doing?”
She put the diary down and put both arms up and he put the shirt over her arms. She stood and pulled it down and it was long enough to cover most of her bottom. She did a pirouette and he smiled. “I like it,” he acknowledged.
“Why Chris, don’t tell me you are getting embarrassed by my naked body.”
“No not at all. I just found it in your father’s closet and thought you would like to wear it.”
“You just want the thrill of taking it off. Do you think it’s too short?” She pulled it up a little and made him smile.
“I think you look very sexy in it. From where I’m standing it looks just the right length.”
“Judging from your body’s reaction I would say you’re correct. I wonder if Scott will react the same way.” She could tell he didn’t like her comment. “Don’t worry…I won’t ignore you or your body.” Her fingers touched him.
“So, what did you find?” He looked down at the book.
“You just want to change my focus.”
“No, you know I’m more than ready whenever you are. I haven’t found anything else anywhere, and need to get this safe open.”
“I found some material my dad had hidden regarding my progress. He wanted me to come home, but was concerned about whether my mother could handle the shock. We now know his concern was justified. I wish I had known how he felt. This is my twin sister’s diary. It could get very interesting, but I’m reading about when she was a teenager right now.”
“Are you hungry Alexis? I am.”
“Not really. I’m going to read her journal. If you want to sit on the desk I can do two things at once. How about you sit there and I’ll read what she wrote. You might just get more excited.”
“I can see you like the feel of the material against your body, your nipples are swelled.”
She lifted her T-shirt and watched his eyes focus, the corner of his mouth gave a hint of a smile, and she saw his erection twitch. She pulled him down and pulled his head to her chest. “Oh that feels so good. I’ll give you a day to stop.”
The phone’s ring made them both jump.
He stood and she swiveled back and they both stared at the phone. They looked at each other trying to decide whether they should answer it. Her thought was if someone knew her father was home, along with her mother, and no one answered, it might alert whoever was calling there was a problem.
She lost count of the number of rings, but it stopped. “Chris, not answering the phone could be a big problem, especially if someone knew both of them were supposed to be home.”
“Alexis, it’s a Monday after a holiday weekend. Your father should be at work…I would think. I think I better keep looking for that combination.”
“Yeah, it looks like the ringing took all your excitement away. I could change that, but I agree, keep looking for the combination. I want to finish reading her journal. Oh, how is our guest doing? Do you want me to check?”
“No. I think I should be the one who checks on him…that is if you want to make progress on your reading.”
“You really are jealous of him, aren’t you?”
He didn’t immediately answer. “I didn’t like the fact the doctor had you for extended periods, and thought it was going to be different when he wasn’t around any longer. Now you seem to really enjoy Scott…or more appropriately, Scott’s body.”
He is jealous. “I’ll try not to ignore you when I’m entertaining myself. Besides, you were going to punish him for his escape attempt. I would like very much to watch that, but if you want to hurt him…just leave enough for both of us to enjoy punishing him together.”
“Maybe I will do that. If I do, I will try not to focus on the parts you seem to enjoy so much.”
She watched his naked ass as he left the room and she reached for the diary to finish reading what her twin wrote.
Once again I have two attractive men to entertain myself. There will be only one soon. I haven’t made up my mind yet who the winner is going to be. Our next session should help me make a really tough decision, but it will be even tougher for one of them. She remembered the doctor’s shocked expression when he realized what she was going to do with the razor.
She couldn’t hold back her smile.
Chapter 88
“Paddy, I don’t like this at all,” Mike announced.
“What?”
“I just called the airline and Mercedes’ plane is being diverted to Miami. They wouldn’t say why. However, what really surprises me is that there is no answer at Stephen’s house.”
“Didn’t you just talk with him this morning?”
“Yes, and he hung up on me when he heard a click on the phone. I think his wife heard what he was talking about.”
“I think we need to have the precinct do a drive-by to see if they see anything out of the norm, and see if his car is in the driveway.”
“Okay, you do that and I’m going to check with Paul to see if there is anything new on spotting Sullivan’s car.”
He tried but Paul was not available and they indicated they would have him return the call shortly.
“Hi Mike, this is Paul. I was busy trying to track down a report of two men and a woman checking into a hotel in Burlington. As best we can tell by the condition of the room it was probably them. That means they are staying in the area. What’s up?”
“Thanks Paul. This might tie in with that report. I personally talked with Stephen Strong this morning and he was going to be at his home all day. I just tried his home and there is no answer. At this point I’m a little worried. Do you think you could have a unit swing by to see if they spot anything strange at his home?”
“We do have a surveillance unit there. Let me touch base with them to see whether there is anything strange. Do you want to try him again on another line to see if you can reach him? In the meantime, I will get in touch with the unit. I’ll stay on the line. Give me a few minutes though.”
“I’ll try Stephen again.”
“Paddy, Paul thinks the three people put up in a Burlington hotel last night, but they are not there now. He is going to have a unit swing by Stephen’s house to see if they spot anything strange. He wants me to try Stephen again.”
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