17 The Show

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Then the knocks turn to bangs. Whoever is outside the door is becoming impatient. The door creeks as the person kick it. Mrs. Martin, annoyed as her pleasure is disturbed, walks to the door after giving Andrei and me a savage kiss.

"Who is it?" she thunders. No answer from the other side. "Who is it?!" She yells again as she opens the door. Andrei and I look at each other. He flinches when I raise my hand to slap him. We both turn to his mother when we hear her yelp. She's on the floor with a masked woman on top of her.

I straddle Andrei after I pin his head, facing the stranger and his mom. "Now, the show begins," I whisper sluttily in his ears. He shudders under me, helpless and cold in his own nakedness.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Martin asks the masked stranger but she remains quiet. The female stranger is wearing a black latex--- a cat woman jumpsuit, but her head is fully covered. The eye holes are shaped like a dragonfly's eye. "How did you get here?" Her voice becomes agitated. For a person who loves to control, her position at the moment is something that drives her crazy. "Let me go! Help! Help!"

Pakk!

Mrs. Martin screams in pain.

Pakk!

She screams more. The sound of latex slamming Mrs. Martin's tender flesh is deliciously musical in my ears. Andrei closes his eyes, hating to see how the stranger slaps and punches his mother. He cries as her mother's lips are bleeding from the blows. The mother and son gasp almost in unison when the stranger takes duct tape out from her belt bag and binds Mrs. Martin's hands and feet.

"Stop! Please!" Andrei cries.

"No, baby. This is for you! This show is for you," I murmur with a wicked grin on my face. "Bring that woman here!" I command.

The stranger drags Mrs. Martin by her hair, causing her to twitch in pain. "Fuck you! You're gonna pay for~" Her sentence is cut short when the stranger stuffs her mouth with a piece of cloth and tapes her mouth shut. Her muffled screams echo in the room.

"Why are you doing this?" Andrei asks.

I force him to watch his mother writhe in pain as the stranger fetters her wrists and ankles and spreads her like an eagle on her bed next to her son. Just like what Andrei did to me years ago. Just like how I suffered. Andrei wiggles his upper body to get away from my grip. We fall down.

"I will kill you! Why are you doing this? You said you love me?" I can see his anger as he chokes me with his iron hands. I impulsively pull his hands away from my neck. But, his grip is so strong.

I can feel my face becoming numb from lack of oxygen and my eyes feel like popping. "Kill... me. She... will... kill her... first," I say in between gulps of air.

I inhale harshly when he finally lets me go. At once, I stand up and kick his face. "Get up!" Andrei gropes for any support as the stranger and I drag him up the bed and let him lie beside her mom.

I put my clothes on and take the documents from my suitcase. "Sign!" I yell. Mrs. Martin mumbles angrily as she wriggles on her bed. The chains cling and clang. Their frustration grows.

"You're crazy!" Andrei yells back. I smirk. The nerve of him to talk back at me. The stranger lashes his mother, making a mark just above her pubic area. She whimpers. "No! Stop! What did I do to you?"

"You still don't realize it, do you?" I mutter. I snatch the whip from the stranger's hand and lash both Andrei and his mom. Their screams reverberate. "Oh! Scream all you want, you wenches! Hah! The hell I care!"

Of course, I know that Mrs. Martin's room is soundproof. It has to be. After all, her room is the cradle of sexual acts in the castle.

"Sign!" Now the stranger forces Andrei to sign but he refuses.

"Aaaaaah!"

There goes another lash. The sound of their torn flesh competes with their groans.

Mrs. Martin breathes frantically as the stranger inserts a vibrator inside her and turns it on to its max. The poor woman cries as she shudders. By now, she doesn't know whether to moan in pain or in pleasure. She clenches her hands and curdles her toes.

"I know you like this," I tease. Then I whip her breasts. Then, one more. She arches her back. "You want more?" I whip her again. Now, stronger than before. The red marks are starting to change to purple. Andrei shuts his eyes every time I whip his mom.

"You're evil!" he cries.

"This is nothing compared to what you did to me... and to all the women in the dungeon. The pain you are feeling right now... is NOTHING compared to the wounds you inflicted on us. Me? Evil? I don't kill for pleasure, I kill to defend myself and... others, weaker than you and your fucking mother."

My eyes are bawling in tears. Years of pain and anger brim and the only thing I can do now is let out before I even explode. "Your mother killed my mom!" I shout. In every scream I make, I lash them. Confusion becomes apparent on Mrs. Martin's face. I chuckle.

"Confused? My mother's name is .... Madeline Novich!"

Mrs. Martin's eyes widen upon hearing the name of my loving mother. And fear is all over her face. Her lips tremble and beads of sweat form on her forehead and mixes with her blood.

She mumbles. The stranger removes the tape on her mouth and pulls the cloth. She gulps air as she breathes. "I'm... so.... sorry!" she sobs. Her voice is coarse from the muffle and her screams. "I'm sorry! Take this castle. It's all yours, I don't care. Just let my son and I live."

"That's not how it works! This castle once belongs to me. Have you forgotten? I am just reclaiming something that's rightfully mine with or without your signature!"