Please... Save Me (Stud4Stud)

Chapter 22

With every tear that ran down Lee's face, I could feel myself sinking deeper into the dark whole I'm digging. The plan was to bitch her, kill her, and dump her, but now... I don't know.

Her screams bounced off of the walls, getting louder and louder by the second. I was thankful that this house was out in the middle of nowhere and the nearest neighbor was about five miles away. She was fueling my flame.

I had her flipped over, her back deeply arched and her face in the mattress. One of the many straps King had in the nightstand was now being plunged into the woman below me. She threw herself back on me, meeting me with every thrust. By now my shirt had found its way across the room as to keep the blood off of it.

I dragged the blade up the back of her right thigh. The cut was deep, but not as deep as most of the others I had left. Her body was littered in cuts. Some small, most big. The mattress was covered in blood, but I didn't care. I wasn't done.

I reached down and began to play in her hair. She moaned at the comforting action, only to scream when she felt my knife cutting into her back. Her hair was now wrapped around my fist.

"Please..." She cried out. A second later she was creaming all over the condom-protected strap. It dripped down her thighs, barely grazing the open wound below it.

I carved my initials into her right ass cheek and pulled away from her. Her body instantly fell.

I took the condom off of the strap and took the strap off of myself, setting it on the nightstand by its base. I'd boil and disinfect it later.

After getting fully clothed, I sat at the head of the bed next to Lee's head. She was staring at me, a terrified look on her face while I sat there silently, cleaning my pocket knife with her t-shirt.

"Ar-...are you gonna kill me?" She asked, her voice hoarse and shaky.

"That was the plan." I replied. She stayed silent.

I rolled my eyes and stood up from the bed, watching her jump in fright. I reached into my pocket and grabbed the keys to the handcuffs.

With a flick of my wrist, the keys were on the bed in front of her, close enough for her to figure out a way to grab them.

"With the amount of blood you've lost already, you have about ten minutes before you pass out, and thirty before you bleed out." I stated.

"If you aren't out of the cuffs in seven to ten minutes, you're dead."

Her eyes went wide and she immediately reached for the keys. I walked out of the room and down to the kitchen with the strap. When in the kitchen, I filled a stock pot with water, vinegar, salt, and baking soda and put it on to boil.  There was an un-opened box of Ritz crackers in the cabinet, so I helped myself while staring at the clock on the wall. A minute later, I dropped the strap into the boiling pot.

When I made it back up to the room, Lee was uncuffed, sitting on the edge of the bed with her head down. She flinched when she heard me enter the room, but refused to look up at me. I smirked.

Good girl.

"Come." I said. She rose from the bed and followed me into the bathroom where she was instructed to lay in the bathtub. While she lay in the tub, I ran the faucet and washed her up. She would jump every now and then but never made a sound.

When done, I took a bottle of peroxide and poured it on her wounds, wrapping them up and helping her out of the tub. She shook under my touch and would try to move away, but I held her still.

"Guess I've found a new toy." I smiled.

I let her go and she went to get dressed. Going back downstairs, a towel in hand, I took the strap out of the pot and dried it off. I then cleaned it with a soap specifically for toys and dried it once again. When I was done, I went back upstairs and put it back in the drawer.