Malice Masterpieces

by K'Anne Meinel

  She knew Kathy thought she was flying out of LAX and she had refused to allow her to drop her off. With Portia there they had a vehicle to drive if they wanted to go somewhere, somewhere public she had stressed to Kathy to be safe. She knew though that even that wasn’t very safe with the type of people that were following Kathy and waiting for an opportunity. She hoped with Eli’s money drying up that those resources would have to be cancelled as well. She had timed things so that some of the money that was automatically put into his accounts was diverted as well as the savings, checking, CD’s, and IRA’s in his normal accounts. He probably was only left with cash on hand and she couldn’t possibly know how much that could be. She had also sent flags to each of his credit card accounts that would go into effect, she checked the dashboard clock, right about now she grinned evilly as she made her way across Los Angeles to the 5 freeway to drive north.

  It still took her fifteen and a half hours to make it to Portland. She was familiar with the drive now and cringed when she filled the SUV with gas. With gas so expensive these days it might have been less expensive to fly but she wanted no record of a single blonde woman flying from LAX to Portland even with her fake I.D.’s. She also wanted the familiarity of her own vehicle, renting a car always meant a measure of uncertainty. For her operation she wanted to have as much in her favor as possible.

  Her GPS took her straight to Eli Watson’s home. An affluent neighborhood called Oak Hills she saw the house as rustic on a heavily fenced in estate. It was barely visible from the street with its wide lawns and prolific foliage. She grinned at this, there was plenty of cover for the right intruder and tonight or rather this day she was the right intruder. She looked over the place from every angle, trying not to be obvious as she cased the place. She already had a schematic of the property from when it had been built in the 1950’s but who knew what alterations Eli had made to the place. Many houses had been built in this area after the war and in this area many estates had sprung up. She also saw that he had state of the art protection including a guard dog and someone patrolling the grounds. That was the least of her worries she thought as she stopped at a gas station that evening to change into a black outfit with many pockets.

  She watched the dog and guard to determine when the feeding schedule was on and was pleased that the sleeping powder she had slipped into some meat chunks were among the bits given to the dog. She had nothing against the dog and didn’t want to kill it but she also had a tranquilizer dart ready if necessary, if he hadn’t been fed the sleeping powder. Next was the guard and that was even easier since he drank so much coffee. The powders in substituted sugar allowed Alice into the grounds easily without tripping the alarms that the man would have normally set. It had been dicey getting onto the grounda earlier to set the dog food and sugar for the coffee but she had been lucky with her ‘deliveries.’

  As she made her way up and over the iron gate by a back tree she wondered why security specialists never noticed these little tidbits. A good security specialist in her opinion would see an overhanging branch, an unguarded fence, or a way into any situation, a good security specialist should be an ex-thief who had gone legitimate. Fortunately for her, Eli hadn’t hired a good security specialist ex-thief. As she made her way towards the house she made sure she triggered two of the laser beams she knew the dog and the guard would have triggered anyway, just to buy her some more time. These regular interruptions to the beam would insure that whoever monitored things whether inside the house or at a remote security office would be expecting this every night at about the same time and not cause alarm.

  From what she had seen in the time it took for her afternoon delivery she made her way into a back porch where a maid had let her in to ‘deliver’ the bogus package that needed signing. It had given her a cursory view of where her point of entry would be. Pulling her hat down over her blonde hair she made her way in with very little difficulty and began exploring the house. Apparently Eli thought his house was safe, the beams from his lasers though were easily seen and Alice avoided them just as easily. She checked out his study and found his safe easily enough, the money in it was only a couple thousand, nothing to worry about, she knew how much he paid his minions and he didn’t have the money he would need in his accounts to make the next payroll but she pocketed the money anyway. She found the reports that a ‘specialty’ firm had forwarded regarding the observance of her condo and she scanned through it rapidly before pocketing any incriminating evidence that would link him to her in any shape, manner, or form. She found him neat and methodical and his files were extensive in many areas. Her memory made mental images of several things that might come in handy later.

  She checked the bedrooms on the second floor, apparently he was out for the evening and the maids were obviously away or perhaps he used them like he intended to use Kathy. The thought made her angry for some reason. There was nothing on the two upstairs levels to tell her what kind of man he was except for the outfits in the dresser drawers that told her the man liked silk and leather. It was the outfits in leather and chains that told her a lot.

  She made her way to his basement and down the steps. She didn’t like that there was no way out except for the way in. As she made her way down the old steps she realized that all sounds ceased about the fourth or fifth step, he must have the basement sealed for a reason. She had noticed there were no windows to see into when she had examined the house from the outside. She knew from the schematics though that there had been a coal drop at one time and she wondered where this was. Alice made her way around the basement, it looked ordinary to her with wine bottles stacked on their sides on shelves. Boxes and old furniture were stacked along the edges. She had a feeling though and suddenly she slipped around a shelving unit and hid as she heard voices.

  From the end of the basement one of the shelving units slid aside and two people left, a man and a woman. “Think he’s had enough tonight?” one was asking the other in a whisper.

  “Has he ever had enough?” the other answered in a rough voice.

  Alice watched through the bottles of wine and around them as one came leading the other on a leash. Both were dressed in the latest bondage outfits. They made their way towards another door she hadn’t noticed and opening it went through. Alice glanced in time to see a passage way beyond it that appeared to lead directly towards the house next door! Now she knew why Eli owned his neighbor’s house, she had wondered at this when she pried into his assets, well, now the government would own it she thought gleefully and turned back as another couple and then another couple came through the sliding wine shelf and made their way towards the door, two of the men had their flaccid penis’ hanging out exposed and Alice wrinkled her nose in distaste.

  “There, that should hold you bitches until next time!” she heard a voice as the wine door slid open once again, she also heard a few sobs from beyond the door. She saw a man turn out some lights and close the sliding door, locking it with an old fashioned skeleton key. He was dressed in leathers, his penis hanging at half-mast grotesquely supported by chains, his face hidden from view by a leather mask that covered him from the nose up and over his head, even hiding his hair, leaving his mouth and jaw free. Next she saw him make his way to the passage to next door and using the same key lock it as well. He made his way up the stairs from the basement not bothering to turn on off the single light that was on the steps. She heard the lock click from up the stairs, so she knew she was locked down here, but then he didn’t know she was here and a locked door had never bothered Alice.

  Alice assessed the scene. It was obvious to her what was beyond those doors. He must keep himself some pets for his and his friend’s pleasure. She wondered if that was what he had in mind for Kathy and the thought angered her. Kathy is mine she thought savagely and then she thought, what difference would that make between me and him? The difference was that she loved, actually loved Kathy, and didn’t want her for just a plaything. Already she had thought about a future with the br
unette, a family with her. She hadn’t been joking about shopping for a bigger home for them to live in. She had thought a lot on the trip up here. She blinked rapidly, she was tired from the trip, she better do what she had come here to do and that was to find out more about her enemy. She examined the room she was in a little closer, the wine area was a clever foil for whatever lay beyond those doors, her eyes squinted and she turned on a mini-mag light to look at the wires that led into the room. She quickly hopped up on a crate, using the edge to hold her weight and distribute it. She unzipped a pocket to remove a wire clippers as well as a set of wires and a transceiver. Gently cutting one of the wires not completely through she used alligator clips to hook the transceiver up and look at its reading, it was a video line as she had thought. She hooked up a link to another little gadget she had brought that would give her about thirty minutes of badly needed time for what she thought she might have to do behind the doors. It would send the video link on a loop for that time but by then if someone didn’t notice it would probably disintegrate the connection so she knew her time was limited.

  Slowly she made her way towards the sliding shelves that hid what was obviously his dungeon. She couldn’t get over the absence of sound. The muffling down here was oppressive to the ears and made her edgy. She couldn’t hear anything from upstairs but then upstairs couldn’t hear anything from down here either. She examined the door, it was really quite clever and if you didn’t know that it was on rollers you wouldn’t know that it should slide aside and reveal the door behind it. She bent down to look at the nearly hidden lock. The lock itself was old, probably as old as the house, she wondered about that momentarily before opening one of her zippered pockets and extracting a small little leather case with picks and rasps and things. Slowly and gently so as not to damage the antique lock she plied her tools and unlocked the door. She put away her tools, zipping the pocket shut and slid the hidden door aside. She could sense a vast underground cavern, it was cold and she could hear breathing in the room and not just her own.

  She shone her small mag light around the large room and she could just barely see her breath in its beam. What little it revealed told her there were four girls here in absolutely no clothes, bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Two of them must have sensed her presence as they began to moan, whimper, and beg behind their gags. She shone the light up at the cameras and the red light was on but she was certain her circumventing the circuit would help her, give her the time she needed. She turned on the lights by the switch and then gaped at the depravity she saw in the room. In the center was a large cross at an angle, it was obviously used not only for sex but as a whipping post. It was set so it could be raised or lowered on a pulley. The scent of blood was metallic in the air and it had obviously been used often by the splatters she saw there. At the bottom was a pool of ejaculate still fairly fresh from what she could see. The light also revealed the cave like cages of the four women. A fifth cage was empty and waiting. Her yellow eyes narrowed in contemplation of what that cage had meant, he was looking for a fifth pet and she had no doubt that Kathy had been his intended victim. She could only imagine what would have happened to Kit. On one wall was collection of whips, chains, ropes, leathers, dildos, and paraphernalia even Alice in her research could only imagine what the items were used for. She shuddered mentally at what these women had been through. She made her way to the first cage.

  “Can you hear me,” she whispered even though she knew she couldn’t be heard upstairs as she removed the gag.

  “Yes, yes I can hear you, can you help me?” she pleaded plaintively.

  Alice looked at the naked body, there were signs of abuse on her and she could only imagine what they had been subjected to.

  “Do any of you want to be here?” she asked the woman she had approached.

  “Are you kidding me?” the woman whined. “Has he sent you to torture us further?”

  Alice gulped at the horrible thought, she enjoyed a little bondage now and again but it was with someone who wanted it, not taking it.

  “Do you know where you are?” she asked.

  “Yes, some sadistic bastards house, he took me off the street, just pulled me into his car and smothered me with some rag with something on it, I woke up here.”

  “MMM?” another of the girls muffled. Alice reached through the other cages and removed their gags one at a time, she wasn’t worried about them calling out or screaming. She wondered why he had left them gagged though if the basement was soundproof.

  “If I let you out of here where would go?” Apparently none of the girls had thought of anything but the actual thought of escape.

  “Master wouldn’t be happy to hear you talk that way,” one of the girls said in a waspish voice.

  “Shut up Carol!” one of the girls said in a nasty voice.

  “My name isn’t Carol, its Flower,” she said dreamily. Alice looked at her; she had a glazed look on her face despite the blindfold and her words were slurred which told Alice she was drugged.

  “Are you here to rescue us?” the third girl asked in a hopeful voice, “Or is this some new kind of torture?”

  Alice pulled out her pick and began to unlock the first cage noting that these too matched the locks in the outer room with the old skeleton keys. As she released the bonds of the first girl she said, “Lay here for a moment while I release the others and the circulation returns to your limbs.”

  Alice released two of the other three women from their bonds, letting them remove their own trappings.

  “Master won’t be happy!” Flower said again and again, obviously repeating something she had been told.

  Alice ignored her as she helped the last one from her cage, not waiting for the circulation to return. She was sure her half an hour was through and she wanted the lights off and these girls out of here as soon as possible. “Come on,” she beckoned the other two as the one she helped limped painfully against her. Alice was small and the woman quite a bit stockier than she and her petite frame.

  “Where should we go?” the first one released asked, she had removed her blindfold and the small framed woman who wore a black ski mask surprised her, her voice was commanding, like the bastard who had made their lives hell.

  “Come on,” Alice breathed still whispering as they made their way to the sliding door. Alice turned off the light to the shrieks of Flower who began screaming, “Master won’t be pleased! Master won’t be pleased!” as they left. Once through the door Alice shrugged off the girl she was helping so she could relock the door and not cause any undue alarm. The women began to shake in the cool cellar air. As soon as the door was closed though Flower’s shrieks were cut off abruptly proving that the room was soundproof.

  “Are there any blankets?” one of them asked the masked figure. Alice shook her head as she relocked the door. Then she turned and stepping back up on the crate she unhooked her transceiver and put away her tools and toys except for the mag light and pick.

  “Follow me,” she beckoned and the three naked and Alice could see, beautiful young women followed her across the wine cellar to the other nearly hidden door where Alice crouched down. Putting the mag light in her teeth she unlocked this door and beckoned them through, relocking it behind them.

  The tunnel seemed ominous and long and Alice could tell it was damp, it smelled of cat pee too. Her light picked up signs of recent tunneling, dirt spilled on the floor and she worried about what they would find at the other end of the tunnel, or who.

  “Where are we going?” one of the women asked as she shook in reaction to their sudden release.

  “I believe this the way out but be quiet, I don’t know if they can hear you on the other end,” Alice cautioned.

  “You don’t know if this is the way out?” she was asked incredulously.

  The petite form shook her head and kept going and then realized two of the three had stopped. “What?” she turned back to ask them.

  “How do we know this isn’t some kind of trick?” o
ne of the two asked and they all nodded in agreement.

  Alice sighed, she wasn’t sure how much time they had before they were discovered, she wasn’t sure that Eli hadn’t realized that his pets were out of their cages. If the video camera’s had voice activation as well as video, or if the guard or the dog had regained consciousness, she didn’t have a lot of time to answer questions. She knew these women had been through a horrendous ordeal but she wasn’t patient when she replied, her tone of voice had them take a step back, it was too reminiscent of their ‘Master’s’ voice and at this moment scared them into submission instantly. “Look, I am here to rescue you from that bastard, his name is Eli Watson,” she saw with satisfaction that none of them had known his name other than ‘Master’ they didn’t know anything about him other than he was a sadistic bastard intent on keeping them indefinitely. They had all suffered horribly at his hands and would have nightmares for years; they couldn’t really comprehend at the moment that they were free. It wouldn’t be so far out of his realm though to give them hope only to take it away, this tunnel might lead to more of his horrible mind games. “Now do you want to get out of here or not?”