Killing Stalking 18+

...In Sheep's Clothing

She was laying on the spare mattress he brought down for her, still naked with her arms chained above her head to the pipe. Her face was tilted to the side so she could watch Sangwoo dismember the bodies.

Blood splattered on her as he sawed through their arms and legs. She thought his grunts of effort were sexy as he muscled through their bones. As he walked over to his work bench to grab a different tool, she wondered how many times he'd done this. As he walked back, he stared at her staring at him, and he wondered how many times she had seen someone do this. Undisturbed, she watched as his face, hair and apron became increasingly bloody from the work he was doing. Occasionally he looked over to her and they made eye contact, but neither spoke. Finally, the bodies had been cut and wrapped into manageable sections. Sangwoo was covered in blood from the chest down and even Avriel had a noticeable amount of splatter on her naked curves. He sighed thinking about how he still needed to scrub the walls and floors. Fuck, what a hassle, he thought.

As if she was in his head, she asked, "Do you want help scrubbing the room?"

After that offer he decided he'd had enough surprises from her and demanded, "Who are you?"

"I'm someone who's a little bit like you." She answered.

He'd never known someone like him, except his mother. But with his mother it was more complicated than their similarities. It wasn't just that she was like him, she made him.

It was very obvious that this girl wasn't like anyone else he knew so he resigned himself to accept her words, just for now. He unlocked her chains and said, "Then you can help clean. But we should wash ourselves first."

"That sounds nice," she smiled. There's something wrong with her, he thought. But he wasn't going to worry about it yet. He helped her up and had her walk ahead of him up the stairs and to the bathroom. He held the shower head as she lathered both of their bodies clean. He savoured her soft feminine touch, and thought the water flowing over her skin was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. He was almost upset when they were done and he had to find her some old clothes to dress in.

Wearing some shorts and a tshirt that he hadn't worn since he was 11, she walked ahead as he followed her back down into the cellar. They worked silently as a team to scrub away all traces of blood from the walls and floor. It took them about an hour and a half to call it a job well done. The one problem left was the mattress, the lost cause had to be burnt. But Sangwoo said he would buy a new one.

"Where will I sleep until then?" She asked.

"If you don't complain about having your hands tied, then you can sleep with me." He offered.

"Deal." She said, satisfied with how the day's events had turned out for her.

That night she slept still as a corpse beside her captor. She laid comfortably on her back with her wrists bound together over her stomach. But Sangwoo wasn't sleeping. He was sitting up beside her watching the footage from his camera. There was no audio so he wasn't concerned about her being 'asleep' so close to him.

He fast forward through the boring stuff where Avriel was hogtied on the ground until he saw her lift her head and struggle a bit. That was when he began watching with his full attention. On the screen he saw the darkness of the basement light up as two men descended the stairs. They kneeled down beside Avriel and ripped the tape off of her mouth. They spoke a bit before the more slender one started rummaging through the shelf while the other one began rubbing her skin. The slender one returned with Sangwoo's pair of long-chained cuffs and the two men carefully exchanged her bonds. When they were done she was chained to the pipe and shouting at them. The slender one left again and returned quickly with the box of condoms. They didn't hesitate pulling down their waistbands and slipping on the condoms.

Sangwoo watched them begin by spit roasting her, then switch to double penetration. She didn't appear to resist very much, which made Sangwoo think less of her, until he noticed that she wasn't just complacent. She was more like a lifeless doll. So she didn't lie about not enjoying it. She seemed to be taking the path of least resistance, perhaps to conserve her energy for what he knew was still to come. The larger one finished first, and left the pair alone as he ascended the stairs. She was lying on her back under the last guy as he appeared to finish, then stand and turn away from her as he fixed himself up. Sangwoo watched her rise to her feet, then take a few steps back so she was close to the pipe and wall. She spoke out loud and the thief turned around and walked toward her in response. They appeared to converse as she timidly reached for his hand and held it in both of hers up to her chest.

Then the man suddenly flinched in pain and fell to his knees as she continued to grip his hand. She quickly stepped behind him, twisting his arm as she went. Once in place she placed her foot on his back and kicked him headfirst into the wall. Although it was obvious she used a large amount of energy, she didn't appear to have difficulty executing the maneuver. She stood tall as he laid motionless on the ground. Quickly, she braced herself against the pipe for leverage to push him as far into the corner as she could. When that was done she got to her knees and shouted up the stairs. The other man soon rushed down and when he did she spoke quickly and pointed at the man facedown in the corner. He rushed to examine the body of his friend, exposing his back to her. She rose up and wasted no time standing behind him, placing her hands on his chin and forehead, and twisting with all of her strength. He fell forward onto his friend. Sangwoo recognized the placement of their bodies, that was how he found them when he arrived home.

He watched Avriel search their bodies. She pulled a handgun out of the fat one's back pocket. She removed the clip and spilled the bullets onto the floor. One after the other she smashed them with the butt of the gun. He didn't have to wonder for long what happened to the bullet already in the chamber because the slender one began to stir and lift his head, and without hesitation she aimed and fired. That was the last time there was movement from that side of the room. When she was done she gathered the busted shells and flung them against the far wall. Then she crawled back near the pipe to sit against the wall, and hid the gun behind her back. That was the last significant thing to happen until about two hours later when he watched himself rush down the stairs.

He turned the device off and returned it to it's secret spot in the basement. When he walked back up the stairs he was startled to see that Avriel was awake and looking at him. She knew all along about the camera, but said nothing except, "Come back to bed." Tiredly, Sangwoo crawled into bed beside her. He turned his back to her and closed his eyes, attempting to drift into sleep. But he couldn't. He was too excited.