John Kramer imagines (book 2)

money, diamonds, roses

"This isn't sketchy, at all." I glanced around John's workshop, I'd never seen anything like this. It was filled with the most amazing things I'd ever seen, traps for the wicked. "This is me." He chuckled, he sat down at his desk, as I looked around the room, I was so intrigued by all of this, it made my head spin. "How long have you been doing this? Jigsaw?" I looked back at him, "Ever since the moment I tried to end my life and was not successful." He seemed hesitant to tell me, I clench my jaw. I wasn't sure about John, he was different to the other men I'd met, he made me believe in things I'd never do, he had a way, his way was the best way. "Can you show me these in real life? Being used on people?" He smirked, as his eyes never leave me. "It would be my pleasure." I smiled, as I came across this trap that looked like it would do some real damage. "What's this one called?" He walked over to me, "This, my darling.. is what I like to call, a reverse bear trap. One of my first creations." He put it down on the table, as I watched him, he was just so interesting. I loved hearing him talk to me about his work, it was so attractive. "How does it work?" I asked, "Let me show you. Sit still for me. And don't worry, this one doesn't actually work. It's broken." He chuckled, as I felt a heavy metal around my face, he opened my mouth, I felt the metallic taste in my mouth as he watched me, I couldn't speak, this really was terrifying. "There's a timer on the back of this, sixty seconds. That's it."

"The first time that I used this, the key was inside the man she loved, she had to take the key out of his stomach, unlocking the back of the device before it breaks open her face and there's nothing left, just blood and- a gaping hole." Well, shit. He took it off my head, before placing it back down. "That's pretty graphic. Thanks for the details." I ran a hand through my hair, he chuckled. "You wanted to know." I nodded, "That's true." I stood up again, as I walked toward one of the bigger traps. "What about this one?" I felt him stood behind me, "This one is called the Angel trap." I glanced back at him, "Angel? Why?" He crossed his arms. "This was one of Amanda's." Ah. Amanda. She never played fair, I assumed this one was imminent death. "The device is hooked into the rib cage, there is a key inside this glass container which has acid. Retrieve the key and unlock the device.. well, in her case, it doesn't budge. And you know the rest." Yikes. "Ribs are no more." That just sounded cruel, if anything else. "Do you enjoy doing this to people?" I watch his eyes, "It isn't about enjoyment, sweetheart. It's about doing what is right. And I am no killer, you know that. This is not murder, this is justice. This is freeing the world of people who do not deserve their life." I nodded, as I looked around once again, "It's amazing, all of this. You build these yourself?" He smiled, "Yes, I did." I went to sit back down, "It's very impressive." He looked back, "What do you say? You want to do this?" I wasn't sure if he was serious. "I can make my own? Really?" Damn.

"If you work alongside me, I promise your safety. You have my word on that." I smiled, as I looked down. "Okay, I'd love to." He seemed very happy with himself, I wasn't even sure where to start. This was all new to me, something I'd never of imagined in this life time. What if I ended up falling in love with this man? Would I be ready for that? "Welcome aboard." He smirked, before he turned and went into the other room. This one was going to sting. As time went on, I found myself completed infatuated by the man that called himself Jigsaw. He was everything I'd ever looked for, but falling for your Boss was never the plan, it wasn't for me. I had just got back to his house, after a very busy day. "Hey, I brought wine. I know today was tough." He was sat on the couch, reading through papers. "Thank you, darling. That is very thoughtful." I smiled, nervous. "Sure." I sit beside him, keeping a distance as an old movie played on the TV, it was all going well, until a sex scene came up on the screen. Well, this got even more awkward, real fast. I didn't even know what to say, I was a bit speechless. "I reckon we could do a better job." He smirked, I almost spat my wine out. "Jesus, John!" I laughed, as he watched me. "You've never thought about it?" I looked back, "What? Me and you? No. You're my boss." Lie. I had, many times. "So? I thought about it. I bet you'd feel incredible wrapped around me." Was he coming onto me? Oh, god. "Are you asking or telling me?" He smirked at me, "Darling, I'd break you."

"So, what are you waiting for?"

(Part 2? Who wants some steamy times?)