Scorched

by Tom Speed

  Devin continues to use the belt on Kelly, admiring the fear that is written all over her face. He feeds on it and becomes very excited, feeling like he needs to cum. He finally stops abusing her breasts and places the belt on the floor, while his eyes never leave hers. He smiles as the fear seems to bleed from them. He has never seen Kelly have such beautiful eyes until now. She’s always been so confident, and nothing could cause her to fear anything, but Devin is starting to break her. She will give in to his control and will obey his every order. He unzips his pants and lowers them around his ankles.

  He slowly strokes his cock, watching her intently as the fear seems to increase; she must know what’s coming. He walks over and stands in front of her face, his rock-hard cock staring at her.

  “If you try anything, I’ll make sure I torture you with my knife before I finally end your misery. Be my good girl and suck my cock, now!”

  Kelly opens her mouth and closes her eyes picturing Master Dominic standing there. She swirls her tongue around the tip and then chokes as he rams it into the back of her throat. His hands grip the sides of her head and holds her tight.

  “Open your fucking eyes!”

  She opens them quickly, losing her fantasy and is forced to watch this monster be pleasured by her mouth. Once she’s looking, he backs away so she can breathe, letting her tease the tip.

  “That’s a good girl. Lick the pre-cum and then take it deep into your mouth. Show me how good you are at sucking cock. This will become your reward when you have been a good lil’ girl.”

  He feels Kelly continue to tease the tip and then runs her tongue under the base. He moans when she returns to lick the tip and thrust her tongue into his slit. Her warm tongue makes him quiver, closing his eyes for a moment, enjoying himself. He then returns his gaze on hers and feeds off the fear radiating from her face and eyes. He can feel her body trembling and is getting even more excited by the minute. He wants to savor this precious time, but his cock is going to explode. Her body language is turning him on to the point of no return. He grips her head again and begins to plunge his cock in and out as fast as he can.

  She can tell that he’s getting very close and applies suction while licking and taking him completely. She bobs her head in motion with his, keeping her eyes locked on his but has to fight the need to close them. When his come expels into the back of her throat, she swallows hard and tries to imagine it’s her master’s and not this creep’s load.

  He moans and pumps his cock until his release comes to an end and slides out of her mouth. He pants, feeling a sense of power over his victim and needs to lean a hand against the wall. He attempts to catch his breath, closing his eyes. He inhales deep and is about to comment on how great she did, but a sudden blow to his head has him falling backwards. He rubs his head and feels the warm blood gushing into his hand.

  “You fucking hit me?!?! You will pay for this!”

  Kelly takes off running up the stairs, having just a quick look back. He’s still sitting on the floor and is applying pressure to the cut on his head. She thinks she has a chance to finally get free, but that suddenly comes to a sharp and painful end. The door is locked.. She looks at Devin who smiles and holds the key around his neck, high and proud.

  “Forgetting something?” he says and pulls the remote from his pocket.

  She grabs for the collar, trying to yank it off, but it springs to life and causes her body to stiffen and then fall down the staircase. She lands with a thud that knocks the air from her lungs. She gasps, trying to catch her breath and when she comes to her senses, she looks in time to see a needle being injected into her arm. She tries to shake free, but soon the sleepiness takes over while darkness surrounds her quickly.

  Kelly moans and squirms as her whole-body aches from head to toe. She opens her eyes and is surprised that she’s staring at the floor but she’s about 4 feet in the air. She struggles, but several lengths of rope keep her secured. Her wrists are bound behind her, while her legs are tied spread wide. She tries to speak, but finds the cloth is stuffed back into her mouth and several layers of a scarf holds it in place. She has a glance around the room and sees her kidnapper sitting in a chair, rocking back and forth with a bandage wrapped poorly around his head. She stops struggling in hopes he doesn’t notice that she’s awake. When he looks at her, their eyes lock. She starts to thrash and scream into the gag, while he walks gingerly towards her.

  He wipes the knife across his pant leg and rubs his head. He stares into her eyes and says, “I really thought you’d last longer than this, but I was wrong. A deadly mistake on your part.”

  He lets his words linger in the air, before slashing her right chest with the cold steel. The blood begins to drip onto the basement floor as she struggles and begs into the gag. He again swipes at her bare skin and leaves another laceration but this one on the other side. Kelly screams and thrashes in the ropes, as she pants through her nose. She glares at Devin, but it appears that he’s nothing but a shell, utterly consumed with madness and rage now. He continues to talk to himself and then returns to make another cut.

  “I told you, I’d make you pay and drag your death out, sweetie. You will beg me to kill you, by the time I am through with you,” he slashes the top of her right breast, causing her to scream and whimper. All her struggles are for nothing as the ropes get tighter and give her no chance to get away. She stares at the floor, seeing her blood pooling and wishes she could be anywhere but here.

  Devin moves close to her face; his stench clogs her nose while she tries to wiggle in the ropes. He is about to say something, but she rears back, and head butts him. Immediately he stumbles backwards and grabs his head as the blood saturates the bandages. He takes a minute to clear the ringing in his ears and wraps more cling around his bloody head.

  Kelly figures she’ll do whatever it takes. There’s no way she is going down without a fight. Her body stiffens and causes her to moan involuntarily as the collar shocks her. It’s so violent, she can’t stop herself from urinating onto the floor. He turns it off, allowing her to pant and try to catch her breath. He walks over to her and slices into her abdomen, causing her to scream into the thick gag and struggle wildly in the bonds. She pulls and yanks on her wrists, trying to break free, but he’s tied her too tightly. Her arms are tingling as the blood gathers on the floor. She feels faint and closes her eyes, but opens them rapidly when she smells the ammonia under her nose. She shakes her head wildly, wishing he would just let her go.

  Kelly stares into his dark eyes and waits for his next move. She tries to get to a few of the knots, but he’s tied them just out of reach. She drops her head in defeat, as there’s just no way that she’s getting out of this alive. She looks up slightly, watching as he smacks his forehead and begins to talk to himself. Maybe he’ll just go back upstairs for the night. Judging by how dark it appears in the basement, she figures it’s late. She pays close attention to her kidnapper as he rapidly comes towards her and sticks the knife against her throat. She freezes, eyes wide as the knife jabs into her neck, fearing the worst and holds her breath.

  Chapter 25

  Bruce runs to his truck, dialing 911 and holds the phone with his shoulder. “Yes, I’m a firefighter and I need the police to immediately respond to Heinze Rd and Ferry St. I believe there’s a paramedic in trouble.”

  “Okay, sir. Slow down. What’s your name?”

  “Bruce. Bruce Davidson. I’m a driver for the fire department, at Station 55. The person in trouble is Kelly. She works with me. Please, send them quickly. I think she’s going to be murdered.”

  “Bruce, I’ll send an officer as soon as one comes available. Let me get a little more information from you.”

  Bruce tells her all that she needs and then places his phone in the seat beside him. He accelerates down the main drag and makes a left, squealing the tires while trying to get to Kelly as soon as possible. What if she’s not there and it’s only her phone? Fuck, I need to get to her. Why didn’t I call her the o
ther night? I knew I should have called.

  Bruce turns the last corner and stops in the middle of the road. He looks frantically around, trying to find the police car, but they haven’t arrived yet. “Dammit! Where the fuck are they?”

  He considers calling the police back, but he knows how it works; they’ll come when they can. Will that be soon enough?

  Bruce pulls his truck into a parking spot and gets out. He walks towards the house that her phone is pinging. He sneaks up cautiously, keeping a close look out. It’s a bad section of town, so he needs to be careful, especially if Devin is lurking nearby. He gets to the stairs and investigates the windows but doesn’t see anything. He checks the door and finds it locked, so he decides to walk around before the police show up. He steps over a few plants and goes to the right side of the house. He finds it interesting that the cellar window is blacked out with some type of thick cloth. He leans down to see if it will open, but it’s a solid window. He starts to stand when he hears a man grunt and curse. He presses his ear to the window and strains to hear. He swears he hears some muffled moans. He moves to the back of the house and tries the door, finding that it’s unlocked, he opens it slowly.

  Bruce proceeds into the house and listens to the noises that are coming from under the floor. He sees blood droplets leading to the bathroom. He follows the trail in the opposite direction and finds a door that he can only presume leads down to the basement. He listens through the door, getting his phone and dials 911.

  “911, what’s your emergency?”

  “It’s Bruce, where’s the police? She’s in trouble!”

  “Are you sure she’s there?”

  “YES! I’m upstairs, and I can hear her.”

  “Sir, you need to get out of the house!”

  “MMMMMMPPPPHHHHHH!!” Can be heard through the door as he hangs up the phone and tries the doorknob. It turns but doesn’t open so Bruce uses his shoulder to force it. He catches himself, just before falling down a flight of stairs. He barrels down them and finds Kelly strung up to the ceiling with blood under her.

  “You sick fuck!” he says and charges towards Devin.

  Kelly holds her breath while he has the knife on her throat and then slides it across. She screams as loud as she can, fearing that he’s cutting her throat open, and is relieved that it was on the dull side.

  Devin reaches under and makes a slash to her abdomen and says, “I wouldn’t make it that easy on you!” He begins to make another cut when the door slams open, causing him to turn. He sees a man running down the stairs and yells something before the beast of a man pile drives a shoulder into his chest. Devin falls backwards onto the floor, knocking the wind out of him. He gasps trying to breathe, but a large fist begins to pound his face.

  Kelly watches intently, seeing her hero busting through the door and taking out her would=be killer. She screams and struggles, using her eyes to point out the knife, but Bruce doesn’t understand and gets a slash in the side. She winces and jerks in the bonds. She needs to get free and help him, but there’s no way she’s getting down from her position. She continues to watch as Bruce pummels Devin’s face several times. When he stops fighting and let’s go of the knife, Bruce stops and kicks the knife away. He comes to her aid, quickly untying the ropes and finds a way to lower her to the floor. He removes the remaining ropes and unties the gag.

  Kelly hugs him tight, before pulling back and places a hand on his chest. She looks through tear filled eyes while licking her lips, she tries to say thank you, but her voice is hoarse and cracks.

  “I’m glad you’re okay. A little beaten up, but nothing a hospital can’t fix.”

  She goes to hug him again and stops, pointing behind her and then stiffens as the collar shocks her.

  Bruce turns and sees Devin coming towards him with a 2x4 piece of lumber. He gets to his feet and when the man swings, he jumps back and lunges for him. He presses him up against the wall and starts to punch him in the face. He gets the remote and turns it off, having a glance back at Kelly who starts to relax after the shock. With his attention turned away, Devin gets an opportunity to jab him in the side where he’s cut and allows him to get enough room to swing the 2x4. Bruce barely gets out of the way and pulls it away from him. He rears back and is about to swing it towards the man’s head, when the police yell freeze.

  The two officers have their guns drawn and slowly walk down the stairs. They aren’t sure who is who and tells Bruce to drop it. Once Bruce sets the wood down, he backs up and tries to explain that he called them, and Devin is the kidnapper. One officer goes to Kelly and has a quick look and then calls for an ambulance over his radio. The other officer places both men in handcuffs, until Kelly croaks out, “That’s my co-worker. He saved my life.”

  The officer nods and removes Bruce’s cuffs and then pulls Devin upstairs. Bruce runs to Kelly and picks her up into his large arms, carrying her out of the basement and towards the front yard. He gets ahold of a sheet and covers her up before taking her outside.

  Bruce sets Kelly down on the ground, ensuring the sheet is wrapped around her. She reaches out and lifts his shirt to see his cut.

  “It’s just a scratch.”

  In a whisper, Kelly replies,” It’s going to need stiches.”

  “Don’t worry about me, we need to get you feeling better. I’ll deal with this later.”

  Kelly gives him a sideways look and then hugs him tight. She sobs into his shoulder, crying hard when he tightens his hold on her.

  “You’re safe now. I’ve got you!”

  She continues to cry, feeling very emotional. When she can calm down, she looks into his eyes and asks if he could go get her phone from under the bed. Bruce nods while Kelly watches her hero go back into the house of hell. She couldn’t go back down in that basement. She hopes she’ll never see it again as she glances over to the police cars and must divert her gaze. Devin is still talking to himself while staring at her. There is something seriously wrong with that man. She hopes he’ll be in prison for life.

  She smiles up at Bruce who holds her phone and taps it in his palm. “Aren’t you glad for the app?”

  “Yes, sir! I’m so glad you found me. I don’t know how much more…” Bruce places a finger on her lips.

  “Don’t think about it. You’re safe and soon the ambulance will get you to the hospital.”

  “You’ll be riding with me, right?” she asks after clearing her throat.

  “If you want me to,” he replies and sees that she’s pointing at his wound. “Fine, if you’re going to keep nagging me about this scratch.”

  Kelly smiles up at Bruce and asks him to help her up as the rescue pulls to the curb. He walks her over, knowing Kelly won’t want to be carried. She has too much pride and will probably know the crew. They assist her with sitting on the stretcher as she points at his wound and the crew nods.

  “Let’s get you both in the unit and get you cleaned up.”

  Kelly sighs as the door of the rescue closes. She rests her head on the back of the stretcher and closes her eyes. She feels Bruce grabbing her hand and squeezes it tight, letting her know that he’s still there and isn’t going anywhere. Her hero, Tiny.

  Chapter 26

  Kelly lays resting in her bed, as she has for the past week and half. Josh and Dominic have been staying with her. She smiles and loves how the two men work together to help her feel better. She waves them both over and has them lie on the bed with her, one on each side. They hold her tight, making sure she knows that she’s safe with them.

  “What were you saying, Kelly?”

  “Devin admitted to killing a dozen women over the last 20 years. He had to take the police to where he left the bodies and will get the death penalty, for sure.”

  Kelly nuzzles into Josh’s chest while Dominic wraps his big arm over her. They continue to rub legs together, holding onto the woman they both have fallen in love with. In the back of their minds, they all want the same thing, though it’s complicated. How will it
work out if she lives with one and plays with the other? None of them seems willing to speak up and talk about the situation, especially if Beth is still in the picture. There would be too much jealousy if there’s four of them involved; the living arrangements would be very difficult, since Beth is always upset when she’s not included.

  They lie in the bed, intertwined as one, thinking the same thing, but the two men need to hear it from Kelly. Now that she was kidnapped and abused, they will keep their thoughts to themselves. They want her to heal and will protect her with their lives from this point forward.

  Kelly moans as her chest aches and when Dominic sees her reach for one of the cuts, he instructs her to roll over. Josh immediately gets up and reaches for the soothing cream. Each man rubbing her chest and breasts softly, applying the cream to all her cuts. They are healing nicely but are a constant reminder of the horrible few days she spent with a madman.

  Kelly smiles at the men as she wonders if the pain is more about reliving that time and not the physical pain. The stiches have been removed, yet there are times that she swears the shearing pain returns. She watches intently as they trace their fingertips all over her delicate skin. She sighs and opens her mouth for a moment, about to ask what they were thinking but decides that it’s not the right time. She still needs to talk with Beth. The way she walked away and hasn’t returned any of her calls, has her upset and she’s lost all respect for her. That leaves nothing left in the relationship and she needs to be the big girl and tell Beth that it’s over. Kelly sits up and looks at the men. “I need your opinion, as a Dom and a submissive. What would you say is the right thing to do about Beth?”