Chapter 28: Brutal Remarks

Sonja woke up wrapped in her lover's arms. Meris had her thigh over Sonja's and the slightly damp folds of her sex occasionally brushed against Sonja's knee in time with her deep breathing. Curls of breath tickled Sonja's nipple into hardness and she could almost feel every exhalation with Meris' head only inches away from her cleavage.

Meris moaned and snuggled closer, resting her cheek against Sonja's right breast and bringing her stomach up against Sonja's thigh. The heat and perfume of her lover swirled around Sonja, blending with the scents of sweat and sex that had permeated the blankets.

Sonja smiled and wished that the world would stop at that moment, it would be perfect. She could have Meris until the end of time and there wouldn't be anything to pull them apart. She leaned back against the pillow and stared down at her lover, enjoying every moment that she had.

A muffled cry broke her thoughts. It was a young woman's voice, filled with terror and fear.

Sonja almost came at the sound of it. She lifted her head and looked at the door to her bedroom, waiting for more.

It came, a rising chorus of cries and whimpers.

When Meris didn't respond, Sonja slipped out from her lover's embrace. The cool air teased her skin as she closed her bedroom door tightly behind her. For a moment, she glanced into her workshop, enjoying the sight of the guillotine and gallows standing there. They were her projects and now she knew how she was going to use them.

Heat pulsed in her sex as she imagined Marisha being tied down on the guillotine, her large breast heaving as she stared up at the blade that was going to come down. Sonja wanted to see if she would come when the blade came down, or if she could force the girl into an orgasm and then snuff her at the moment the cries escaped her throat.

Pressing one hand against her sex, Sonja slipped a finger into the soaked folds. Her clitoris was hard and aching and she circled around it as she let the very real possibilities wash through her head.

"Help!" Betty's cry halted Sonja's musings. When she realized that Betty could speak clearly, Sonja's eyes widened and she hurried down the hallway while wiping her damp fingers on her thigh. Right outside the laundry area, she peeked around the corner.

At the sight of Betty's naked body twisting in her manacles, Sonja inhaled sharply. Betty yanked down repeatedly while she tried to yank herself off the wall. Her feet strained to hold up her weight, with only her toes touching the concrete floor. With her hands bound above her, Sonja could see her breasts heaving with frantic gasps. Along one wrist, a trickle of blood dripped down from where Betty had cut herself. Sonja bit back a smile as she saw a large bruise on Betty's face, where she had to slam the car trunk closed on it.

Next to Betty, away from the washer, was Ming. She was still unconsciousness, a limp body against the chains. As she watched, Sonja could see her twitching in a nightmare-filled sleep, her toes cracking with the automatic need to support herself. Ming's eyes fluttered open and closed, her body refusing to let her wake up or a desperate attempt to get out of her nightmare of a reality.

Theodora, on the other hand, was sobbing. Tears dripped down her dark skin, splashing down against chocolate breasts and dark nipples. Sonja stared at her, her eyes following the magnificent curves down to the dark brown patch of pubic hair between her legs. A few tiny folds of pink stuck out and Sonja had the urge to have her shaved, just to see more. One leg rubbed against the wall behind her as her muscles strained to hold her up; she was trying to climb the wall to free herself but failing.

Finally, her gaze stopped on Marisha. The curls of red hair cascaded down her chest, hiding her shoulders and chest. The girl was the least panicked of all of them, her eyes bright and staring around her, a single wrinkle of a frown marring her expression. Her legs shook with the effort to hold her body from dangling her weight only on her wrists. A few bruises formed around the narrow cuffs that bound her, the edges digging into the skin of her body. The gag was still in her mouth and drool ran down both sides of her jaw.

"Someone!" cried out Betty. "Someone help me!"

Sonja glanced down to where everyone but Marisha had spit out their gags. The cries of their voices rose up, sending pulses of heat coursing through Sonja's cunt, but also reminding her that Sonja's mother was still upstairs and would be investigating. "Fuck," she whispered and turned around to grab some rolls of tape and a better gag.

The door at the top of the stairs creaked open.

Swearing, Sonja hurried back to the stairs just as her mother came down.

Gweneth wore a white silk gown and a matching robe. The lace fabric around her breasts strained against her large mounds and the fabric buckled to hold her hips. She came down the stairs in a hurry with a scowl etched across her face. "What the fuck is going on?"

Sonja skidded to a halt. "Um, Mom. It's just---"

"Help!" screamed Betty followed by Ming and Theodora's cries. Metallic rattling echoed against the wall along with someone kicking the wall.

Sonja groaned.

Her mother finished walking down the stairs. "What the fuck?"

"Mother, I can explain."

"Help! Help! I've been kidnapped! Help me!"

Sweat prickled Sonja's skin as the muscles in her chest tightened. She didn't think about

Gweneth shoved Sonja aside. "What the hell are you and Meris doing? That sounded like chains."

Terror pounded Sonja's heart as she walked after her mother, trying to come up with some lie to explain why she had four naked teenagers chained to the back wall. At the same time, she berated herself for not thinking about using tape for the gags the night before. She only hoped she could come up with some reason that would keep Meris safe.

Her mother stopped a few feet into the laundry area. Her jaw opened as she stared at the girls.

"Oh god, thank you!" cried Betty. "Get me out! Please! I didn't do anything! I don't---"

"Help us!" cried Ming.

Theodora only sobbed loudly, the high-pitched whine drifting through the wall of noise.

Sonja froze just out of sight. They didn't know it was her who kidnapped them. It was obvious that her mother was going to pull her out, but fear kept her pinned in place.

Gweneth's face twisted in a frown as she stared at them. To Sonja's surprise, she didn't rush over to try rescue them. Instead, Gweneth planted her fists on her hips and looked back at Sonja. "What. The. Fuck?"

Sonja ducked her head. She planted one hand on the wall, as if it would keep her in position.

"Serious, Sonja, this is what you---"

"Sonja!" screamed Betty. "That fucking bitch did this to me!? When I get my hands on her---"

Gweneth's head snapped to glare at Betty. "Quiet, Bitch."

Betty gasped. "I'll---"

"I'm talking to my daughter. Now be quiet so I can figure out what is happening."

"Your bitch of a daughter kidnapped us! I'm fucking naked! Now get me the fuck off this wall so I can get my mother down here to throw that fucking cunt in prison for the rest of her life!"

Gweneth turned away from Betty as the teenager continued to scream. She gestured for Sonja.

Gingerly, Sonja stepped into the laundry area. She glanced at Betty who was thrashing in her chains, twisting violently as more blood ran down her arms. Her eyes were blazing with fury and the words that came rushing out of her mouth were almost incoherent.

Betty caught sight of Sonja and stared to scream at her, flecks of spit splattering as she lashed out. The muscles of her arms and stomach tightened as she kicked out, missing Sonja. The sight of the blonde struggling brought the liquid heat back to Sonja's pussy, but the fear of being caught tempered it. Both made her dizzy with emotion and she stepped forward, trying not to think about the dribbling down her thigh or her achingly hard nipples and clitoris.

"And these must be the girls who got you kicked out of school." Gweneth spoke in a calm, calculated voice, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. A cold expression graced her face as she glared at all four girls.