Fragrance of Revenge (20 page)

Chapter 55

He had time to think now that
Alexis left him again. She was up to something, but he didn’t know what it was.
She was spending much more time elsewhere, and although she was visiting and
giving him pleasure, he had the feeling she was capable of really hurting him.
He has to get free.

He pulled on the ropes and they
cut into his wrists. If he pulled real hard would the rope pull free from the
headboard? He pulled, but there was no sign the rope would pull free. He
spotted the straight razor on the nightstand only a few feet from his right
hand. He rolled his body and reached but he was still a foot away from it. The
pressure on his bladder reminded him he really needed to go.

It was all he could do when Alexis
was playing with his body, not to present her with a different kind of a
present. Without any question, if he had let his bladder go, she would have
punished him for it.
What is she doing? Why is she leaving him like this? If
she ever let him tie her up again, she was going to really regret what she has
done to him.

He reached for the razor again,
but it was still too far away. He realized the end table was a few inches away
from the bed. His fingers were just inches away from it. He pushed his arm as
far as he could and extended his fingers. No luck. His other hand was close to
the wall on the other side. He stretched his hand and his fingers touched the
wall. He pushed with all his strength and the bed moved slightly.

He reached for the nightstand, but
his fingers couldn’t reach it. He repeated the process and the bed moved just
an inch at best. He could feel his heart beating a mile a minute.
Was the
noise he heard Alexis returning? He remembered her finger simulating cutting
his precious parts. If she were to catch him trying to reach the razor, would
she indeed remove them?

She was turning into her crazy
sister right in front of his eyes, and there was no room to speculate as to her
capacities…it was too risky. If she read those articles on what her twin did,
it might give her thoughts about keeping body parts. She would be lost if I
wasn’t her resource. He remembered the look in Chris’ eyes when he was signing
her out…has she secured him as her other resource? Shit!

 
Chapter 56

She said a silent prayer for her
own safety and for Ralph’s.
Without any question she knew she was more
valuable alive than dead. That is her bargaining chip, but she wondered if she
could make it last.

“Mercedes, I’m sorry.” Ralph broke
the silence.

“We’re both alive. There wasn’t anything
you could have done given the situation. Right now we just have to focus on
staying alive and hoping somehow the police or Max will find a way to find us
and rescue us.”

“Mercy, I’m worried more about
you.”

“I know how to take care of
myself. I did it once, I can do it again.” She thought of Scott and how she
wanted to be with him now. By now, he must know they have both been kidnapped.
Maybe
he doesn’t know. Why would Max have called him? He doesn’t even know how to
reach Scott. Maybe Max called my father. If he did, surely my dad would have
called Scott.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door being
unlocked.

*.*.*

The door opened and two men came
into the room. One of them pointed at the chairs. “Sit.” They went over to the
chairs and sat down.

“You FBI pigs.” The same man hit
Ralph across the side of his head with his pistol. Ralph was knocked out and
fell off the chair, landing in a heap on the floor. The two men looked at her.
“Take off your clothes.”

“In your dreams,” she yelled.

Both men looked at each other and
smiled. “We have ways.” One man came over and knelt down and looked into her
eyes. “You will. Take him.” They both went over to Ralph and dragged him out of
the room. She started to get up, but one of them pointed his gun at her. She
watched the two men drag his unconscious body out of the room. The sound the
lock made echoed in her head.

A half hour later she heard some
yelling and then Ralph’s screams. They were beating him up from the sounds of
it. She looked at her watch and it was almost 11 pm. They had been doing this
for only minutes, but it seemed like hours. Ralph was barely screaming now and
sounded like he didn’t have the strength any longer.

The key turned in the lock and the
door slowly opened. She wasn’t surprised when she saw who was standing there.

Chapter 57

They took Mike’s car to the Dudley Street station. Mike watched from his car while Scott made the drop an hour ago.
There was some activity around the station, maybe because it was the end of the
holiday weekend. He had been lecturing Scott on staying away from any new
investigations and it looked like he was making progress.

It was now 11 pm and he pulled out
his 45 and caulked it.

“Is that necessary?” Scott asked.

“Maybe not, but it might even the score
if we happen to have a crowd who don’t just want to ask us how we enjoyed the
holiday weekend.”

“I suppose you’re right. Mike,
have you given any thought about how close we are to the gang that kidnapped those
men?”

“The thought had passed my mind. They
do have a score to settle, and if they recognized you, we might not have enough
bullets.”

“How many do you have?”

“Don’t ask.”

“So, you feel you might not have
enough?”

“Let’s just say that my handgun
might not be enough fire power to even the score. Isn’t this fun? Are you
thinking about not involving yourself in any more investigations?”

“Yes. I didn’t want to get
involved in this one. However, I felt compelled to help Stephen out. Right now,
I’m more concerned with Mercedes’ safety than ours.”

“Well, that is about to change
real quickly,” he said as he looked in the rear view mirror.

Scott turned to see five men in
dark clothes, two on the sidewalk and three coming down beside the cars parked
behind them.

“Hold on,” Mike yelled as he
started the car. He floored the accelerator just as the men reached the car.
One of the men looked familiar. Mike was anticipating gun shots, but none came.

*.*.*

They were several blocks away when
Mike pulled the car over. “I don’t think they were going to ask us about the
weekend, do you?” He looked over, smiled and shut the car off.

“I’m glad I wasn’t alone.”

“If you were alone, I’m not sure
we would see you alive again. I thought one of those men looked like one of the
gang members from the shootout in Lowell.”

“Thanks Mike.”

“Alright here’s the deal Scott. I
can bring you to your apartment and this is the end of your involvement in this
investigation, or we can go back to the drop point to see if we can get a fix
on the guy who picks up the money.”

“Tough choice.”

“Scott, this isn’t funny any
longer. You are in way over your head and
you
can’t continue this
investigation
alone
any longer.”

Scott didn’t immediately respond.
“Okay Mike, you win. I agree that this has gone too far. I’m not equipped to
handle this alone any longer. I’ll do whatever you say.”

“That my fine friend is the first
sensible thing you’ve said tonight.” He pushed on Scott’s shoulder. “Now, do
you want me to drop you off at your apartment, or do you want to risk your ass
again?”

“Since you put it that way, I’d be
a fool to go back there.”

“Yes, you would. However, I know
despite your Harvard education, where we’re both headed.” He reached under the
seat and pulled out a small revolver. “This might just save your life or mine.
The safety is next to the trigger on the right side and you just point it and
pull the trigger. If you need to use it, don’t be afraid to…we’ll deal with the
consequences, but we at least will be alive. Hopefully. I don’t suppose in all
of your investigations you have ever shot a pistol before?”

Chapter 58

“Chris, why are you in such a rush
to get dressed?” Alexis asked.

“If I don’t get dressed now, I
might miss picking up the money from your father.”

“So, you would rather have the
green stuff instead of this white and red stuff?” She ran her hands down her
still naked body.

“Alexis I’m already sore. I’ll be
ready again when I return and I will spread all those hundred dollar bills
across your naked body.”

“Am I going to be tied up?”

“That is up to you.”

“What do you want?”

“It would be nice to have you tied
up instead of me.”

“And what would you do to me?”

“What would you like?”

“If I’m tied up, it’s not really
up to me, is it?” She jumped onto the bed and grabbed the ropes with her hands.
“How do I look?”

“Good enough to eat.”

“Doesn’t it bother you that I have
my friend?” She looked over to his briefs. “I can see you’re getting excited
again.” She hooked a toe into the top of his briefs and tried to pull them
down. That wasn’t working too well, so she just put her toes on his bulge and
wiggled her foot. He backed up.

She let go of the ropes and sat up
putting each ankle into the ropes at the foot of the bed. Then she grabbed the
ropes again. She slid her body back and forth across the sheets. “Oh Chris,
stop doing that. Oh Chris, stop.”

He wasn’t doing anything but it
was obvious his body was reacting to her display.

“Come on Chris, play out your
fantasy. Make me want to make love to you. I’ve made you do things for me. Now
make me regret what I’ve done. From the looks of your tent, it won’t take you
too long.” She let go of the rope with one hand and slipped the rope tight onto
the other wrist and then grabbed the other rope. “Chris, I’m only one rope away
from being your prisoner. Surely, you’ve thought of me this way since you saw
what the doctor was doing to me that first night.”

He lost his control, his briefs
and jumped on her. He tried to put her remaining wrist into the last rope, but
she let go of the rope and grabbed him. “Nice try, but this will give you
something to think about.”

“You don’t want me to leave. You
want me as much as I want you.” He watched her head move from side to side.

“You’re wrong Chris. I want you
even more than you want me. Tell me what a bad girl I’ve been and punish me
like you saw the doctor punishing me.” He resisted and knew he needed to leave.

“Do it Chris, or so help me, I
will get you tied up and you will regret having appendages.” She removed her
hand and grabbed the remaining rope.

He went over to the dresser and
brought the belt back. He dragged it down her body and then back up. He saw her
eyes as big as saucers. “Close those eyes and open your mouth.” He slid the
belt into her mouth. “Lick it.” She did as he told her. “Bite it.” She did as
he told her. She opened her eyes and winked at him.

“You’re bad. You are very very
bad.” He remembered his pain.

He heard the whack, whack whack
and his breathing was rushed. The belt’s noise wasn’t painful any longer.

“Stop. Owe. Chris stop.
Chris
stop, that hurts
.
Stop, I said.
”

He wondered if the doctor could
hear the belt’s noise.

He heard her sobbing. She was a
bad girl because she was turning him into a monster. He threw the belt away and
started kissing all of the body parts he had abused. He felt her nails dig the
flesh of his shoulder. It hurt but he was punishing her in a different fashion.

*.*.*

When he left her body was covered
in red welts. He could have easily slipped her remaining wrist into the rope,
but for some reason he didn’t. He just consumed the image of her lying on the
bed.

Was he afraid of what she might
do to him later? He guessed that was part of it. He remembered her scream when
she tightened on him and felt her orgasm followed quickly by her second one.

He wondered if the doctor heard
her scream, and if he did, what he thought might have been happening. He’s not
a dummy and might know by now she has another distraction.

It was obvious he was never
going back to the care facility and it was time for major changes. Having
Alexis for the rest of their lives was going to be a very interesting time. One
of them might not survive the other. He was going to be sure after she got her
father’s money that it wasn’t going to be him. He thought about how he could
make it look like a murder suicide. That meant the doctor had to be kept alive
for an extended period of time.

He thought about watching her
torture the doctor. She would be even more excited than she was a few minutes
ago. That gave him some ideas.

He pulled his car into one of the
many parking spaces out of sight of the Dudley Street station, but where he
could easily get away. The last rushed escape was an ugly memory.

Chapter 59

“Hello Mercedes, are you surprised
to see me?”

“No, not really.”

“From the time I last rescued you,
I’ve pictured you being here with me.”

“You know captain…I had a feeling
you were involved in some manner with these kidnappings.”

“It’s not such an ugly business
and it has its side benefits. The women are all attractive and eventually
realize that it is better not to resist.”

“So, are the other missing citizens
alive?”

“You are really in no position to
be asking the questions.”

Ralph’s weak scream caused them
both to listen.

“What are you doing to him?”

“My dear Mercedes, I am not doing
anything to him.”

“Those men are then.”

“No my dear Mercedes. They are not
doing anything to him. Would you like to see him? You can stop his pain you
know.”

She was surprised he hadn’t
approached her or threatened her in any fashion. However, she remembered how he
looked at her body when he found her tied to that column in the warehouse. She
felt her body crawling. He came over to her side and she smelled the same smell
from before; a combination of sweat and semen.

He put a hand on her arm and she
shook it off. “Fine, have it your way. Come. Let’s see why your agent friend wasn’t
killed when we kidnapped you.”

*.*.*

As they left the room, he was
following her. She felt his eyes consuming the back of her body. She didn’t see
Ralph anywhere. The captain pointed down a hallway and she hesitantly headed in
that direction. There was an open door and the light was shining into the
hallway. She headed to the doorway.

The room was L-shaped. In it she
saw a bed with a bare mattress and a grey blanket. There was also a long table.
She expected to see Ralph, but he wasn’t in the room. There were a number of
instruments on the table, none of which looked that comforting. The captain
held out his hand in the direction of where the room turned. She went in
hesitantly.

She saw the two men standing at
the corner, but the rest of the sight made her double over.

Ralph was blindfolded and stretched
naked to this suspended apparatus. He was covered in blood. Next to him was an
attractive and nearly naked woman. She was clad only in her bikini bathing
suit, which looked like it had seen better days.

Mercedes saw the captain nod to
the woman and she struck Ralph across his chest with something resembling a
small whip with multiple leather tendrils. Ralph let out a weak yell. Mercedes
turned to the captain. “Stop this. She’s killing him.”

“No she’s not yet. This can go on
for hours. Don’t ask us how we know.”

Mercedes looked over at the young
woman who was holding the whip with her head bowed. “Mercedes I would like you
to meet Ms. Scott. This is Helen Scott. Her sister Paula was the one found
murdered. Ms. Scott here has learned that it is better to do as directed than
to be stubborn and be tortured herself. Isn’t that right Helen?” She didn’t
answer, and he took a quick step towards her.

“Yes.”

“That is better Ms. Scott. Now
strike him again and this time show Agent Strong how adept you have become.”

She hesitated. “My two associates
would just love to satisfy their pent up desire and teach you your lessons
again. Do I need to do that?”

Tears were running down her
cheeks.

“Agent Strong and her fellow agent
Mr. Reynolds are here to rescue you. So, if you think you are about to be
rescued you can think again. Now
hit him
.”

She started to move her arm, but
Mercedes intervened. “Wait. Please don’t hit him any more.” He obviously had
lost a considerable amount of blood.

“That is up to you Ms. Strong.”
She looked at Ralph, then the poor young girl and then at the captain. She had
a question on her face.

“Take your clothes off.” She
hesitated. “As you insist…hit him.” She didn’t make any move. The captain took
the whip and struck her across her shoulder, and then took a step toward Ralph.

“Wait.” Ralph was here to protect
her and now she needed to protect him. She knew it was going to come to this
anyway, so she needed to save him from being punished anymore. She lifted off
her white sweater and noticed Helen bowing her head. She was undoing her pants
and could see the bulge in the captain’s pants.

“Jose, take her away and make sure
she learns her lessons better the next time.” Mercedes stopped and watched her
being led by both men out of the room. “Close the door.”

She heard the door slam and the
woman scream.

The captain motioned to her to go
over to the bed. She stood there in her underwear. The captain went back to
Ralph and picked up the whip.

“Wait.”

He watched her turn away from him
and then she unhooked her bra.

“Remember my sweet agent…I am not
making you do this…you are doing this to save your friend from being punished.
Now turn around and act your part, or plan on seeing your friend torn to
pieces.”

She reluctantly turned and finally
dropped the bra.

“You are even more beautiful than
I remembered.” He walked over to the bed and stood with the mattress separating
them. He had his uniform shirt off and had unzipped and stepped out of his
trousers. “Come over here and show me the rest.”

Scott I’m so sorry. Please
forgive me, but I have no choice.