Dancing with Death (closed)

Stacy Deeds

The doctor turned and glanced at me before shaking his head.
"She was doped up with xtasy, raped violently with no care to her person, strangulation is the cause of death. No sperm sample, he was careful here. His hit her a few times, fracture bones in her wrists and ankles. She's only been dead a few hours. I would say maybe ten."
He paused and glanced over her, "He bit her here and here," he pointed to Mandy's nipples and inner thigh. "Can we get a DNA sample there?"
"We're trying but she was scrubbed before she was dumped. I think she was strangled after cleaned up and brought to the lot." I said nothing, finding it so hard to believe she was raped.
"Xtasy makes a woman or man ready for sex, I mean how could he hurt her so badly with rape?"
"He raped her then doped her up is my guess." I said nothing about that, feeling ill.
My phone rang and I excused myself outside.
"Cutter, whatcha got?"
"The white powder was Xtasy and the little design in the powder was Latin.. The letter "n"."
"N?"
'Yeah."
"Any idea's what it would be for?"
"Not sure, could be his trade mark, we're cross referencing it right now. It could even be his first initial for all we know."
"Test some of the powder, possible DNA in there.."
"Not sure we can Stace but I will give it a shot."
"Thanks."
I hung up and waved good bye to the Doctor, I needed some air. Perhaps Mellony would be done with her ER shift and we could have a cup. I needed someone to talk to right now. Besides Mellony was an old friend of Mandy's and mine, she would want to know I was on this case.
"Hey Mell.." I spoke up as I entered the ER, how goes the battle?"
I watched as Mell tried to cover her red puffy eyes.
"I know. I came by to let you know im working on it.."
"Get him Stace.. That monster shouldn't be free!"
"I will.. Hey! Why dont you go home and get some rest tonight? I know you are weary and with all this.."
"Yeah I am going home now Stace.. Give me a lift?"
"Sure."
We walked out and got into my cruiser, saying little, there wasnt much we could say right now. Both of us were lost in our thoughts of Mandy and the past, those happy times we all missed dearly.
"Stacy?"
"Yeah?" I glanced over at Mell.
"How did you handle Nikki's death?"
"I don't really want to get into that Mell, sorry."
"I mean.."
"I am still dealing with it, can we change the topic? who is handling Mandy's funeral and flowers?"
"I.. i was thinking about doing it for her, I know how she loved her dasies arranged.."
"Need anything let me know k?"
"I will Stace.. be careful out there."
I nodded as I stopped before her house. Glancing up her home I mentioned how dark it was inside.
"I know Stace, I will get a guard dog or something." It was a large victorian home set off in a lush green large lot. Alot of home for a single gal.. but Mell was hopeful to marry her man soon and start a family of her own.
"Well at least call Rich and let him know you made it here. I will wait til you are inside before driving off ok?"
"Thanks." Mellony reached across the seat and hugged me tightly. Returning her hug, I tried to blink off the tears as she crawled out of the car.
I watched until she was safely inside and the door shut. I watched a light turn on and the pulled out.
Heading home, I kept thinking over all that had happened and turned instead towards the precint instead of heading home. I needed to get some work done in this and quickly before the trails ran cold.
My cell phone rang and I heard Brent's voice on the other end. Hitting the message delete, I dialed his number as I drove.
 
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Brent

"Stacy, Good to hear your voice...Hey? I thought we had a date setup, to discuss some further business? I'm sorry you're busy, yes...I understand the pressures of work and all. Look, I just wanted to touch base with you. I thought maybe dinner?"

I was pleased to hear her voice, surprised to get the call back immediately...Now I was enraged. Ok reason told me she WAS busy and no doubt reeling over the death of her freind...But a fucking PROMISE was a fucking PROMISE. She had promised again...another call to set up dinner, as if I would hold my breath for that call...

I shut the cell phone off and walked across the block, watching Stacy's car drive away into the dark night...

The buzzer went off inside the house and I raised my voice several octaves...

"FED EX, Ma'am Do you want it out here or inside?"

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"Inside...Who is it from?" The pretty brunette responded and opened the door.

"Didn't your freind Stacy tell you to be careful?" I asked in my normal tone, locking the door behind and stretching my leather gloved hands.

Dark eyes widened and full lips opened as the realization of the mistake she had made set in, then a deep breath inhaled to scream...

I cut her off with a solid punch to the stomach, doubling her trim form over and completing it with a second to the back of her head.

"Don't pass out on me, I want you to feel this" I warned her, snapping a pair of new police issue hand cuffs over her wrist and bending it behind her back to meet the other, then shoving a gag into her mouth. "I'm going to make this hurt you more than you can dream"

And she would live long enough to know I kept my promises and beg for me to stop.....
 
Stacy Deeds

I agreed to give him a call as soon as I could for dinner and hung up. He sounded ok with it, I just hoped he didn't think I was jerking him around. My job was important and at times a real big pain in the ass as well.
Turning the wheel I pulled into the undergound parking lot and parked in my designated slot. Turning off the car, I ran my hand over my face and sighed heavily. Tonight was going to be a very long night. So much for my day off.
Thrusting open the door I stepped out and slammed the door shut. The echoing in the undergound parking lot was a little nerve wracking but I ignored it as always and began walking to the area ahead. This building wasn't monitored too well, only near the entrance.
Walking quickly my heels clicked on the asphault as I made my way to the door. Waving at the security camera above it at Bill, I heard the buzzing and the lock click open.
Walking inside I passed his station and thanked him for opening for me. I was in no mood to mess with the 'key chain from hell!', damned thing had so many keys on it for this place, I needed something to engrave them with. Might make this job easier.
Walking to my desk I halted in my steps as I gazed at the pile of boxes on it and around it.
"What's all this Cutter?" I asked him a little irritated.
"That is evidence, pictures, reports and some files on knowns' in the area."
"That is a fucking mess.."
"That too.." He smirked and handed me a fresh cup of coffee.
"Thanks."
"Dont mention it." He moved over to his computer and sat back down. The flashing across the screen caught my eye as the reflection bounced off of his glasses.
"What are you looking at?" I bent over the back of his chair and peered into the screen.
"We lifted over fifty prints from the door at the flower shop and we're running them to identify everyone.."
"Don't both with that Cutter.. He was too careful. This guy wouldn't slip up and leave a finger print."
"How do you know that?"
"I just know it. He raped her before inducing the drugs into her system. He made sure to wear a condom and he washed her body before dumping her and killing her. He is thurough."
I walked over to my desk and sat down. Putting a box on the floor, I scooped up all the photo's taken at the scene and her shop. Something might pop up out of place?
"We're trying to figure out what the "N" is for, but so far nothing has turned up. So we got a picture of it to add to the file."
I nodded my head and sipped my coffee, "I do have a profiler coming from george town to help me with this. All others i have ever investigated were sloppy.. This guy is just too damned good.. I am thinking serial."
"Hush!" He barked at me, "Don't say that, sheesh you curse us before we begin!" I shook my head and chuckled, "Your superstitions are very amusing Cutter.."
"Yeah well, I still say hush that.." He turned back tot he screen obviously not caring my opinion, to still search those prints in the machine.
"Good luck" I joked
"Thanks." He didn't pay attention.
Turning back to the pictures, I studied a few shots before I ran across Mandy's pictures. I felt my gut clench and squelched it down. I could do this, shouldn't be too hard.
Studying the pictures, I could see nothing too 'off' in them. The body was dumped, and or killed on that spot. She wasn't arranged in any particular way, just there. No fibers on her, no dna samples but her own, nothing helpful but a dead raped body. I felt the tension in my shoulders, back and neck.
"Cutter, what time is it anyways?" I kneaded the muscles of my neck with both hands.
"It's a little after 2." He glanced over at me and then back at the screen.
"You should get some sleep."
"Yeah so should you."
I laughed and shook my head, "I wish I could, but until this asshole is caught.." I paused a moment thinking. an idea filtering into my head.
"My god why didn't i think about it first!"
"You just did.."
"Smart ass.. listen to this theory.. The reason there is no sperm, but she is badly torn up inside could be a sex toy of some kind was used on her instead of a human being?"
"That's a little sick Stace.."
"Yeah it is but think about it! What would be that powerful to wrender her so badly inside and so deep? These lacerations inside could have been made by a rather large toy of some kind or something else inserted?"
"It is possible, we've seen alot of freaky things the past few cases.. But why would he use a toy to do the deed?"
"He could have used her himself, then this toy.. I'm not sure Cutter, I am just throwing ideas out there.."
"Well if he did use a toy, perhaps they can check the lacerations internally for fine cuts or just skin tearing.."
"Thanks Cutter, i will call the Coroner first thing tomorrow with this one.." I fell silent again as he brushed me off with a wave of his hand. Nerds, shaking my head I said nothing more as I put together the file so far and pinned up a map of the city, a red thumb tack for her dump location and her home. Then put a miniature of her face up by the first tack.
All said and done, I pinned up the drawn "n" and sat back. My eyes would now have a chance to roam over the board and figure this out perhaps a little better?
Reaching down I picked up the first few case files and began to read.
 
BRENT

"Sara Bentley, meet Mellony Toulene...You both have several things in common"

I spoke to the bound woman as she twisted in the chair, then lowered the unconcious body of Mell to the floor.

"How many times need I warn you to not struggle? The ropes only tighten and will cut off your circulation.

I moved over the unconcious form of Mell and towards Sara, admiring her bra clad breasts, heaving up and down as she fought for control of herself and her breath...

"Calm down, This will be a message for your freind Stacy, You need only watch and remember"

I enjoyed taunting the young woman, other then stripping her to her underwear and fondling her as I secured her in the heavy wooden chair I hadn't touched her. But I soon found out I didn't need to...that much the better....

I emptied my pockets on one of several tables, knife...unused rope....cell phone...keys...then stripped off my shirtpants and shoes.

"Don't want to get them bloody" I smiled at Sara, explaining "I'll need them later"

Mellony had begun to moan, then rolled over, her eyes fluttering as I stepped to her..."What...why?" She coughed out as I unbuttoned the white blouse and pants, tearing the clothing over the handcuffs and smiling at her protests.

"I'll let you loose only if you try and run, Mell" I taunted

"Run, I'll kick your ass! I'm a black belt" She hissed back at me

"Who doesn't?" I quipped back at her, moving to the table and the keys.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Mellony continued to blaze at me, grunting as I flipped her over with my foot to her bare midriff.

Kneeling I pressed my knee to her arms, pinning them as I slid the key into the bracelets and pulled them off her wrists.

"Now how about that promise?"

I had to give her credit, Mellony didn't try to cover herself as she rose...she used the time to rub the blood back into her wrists and arms, stretching silently as her eyes looked the other woman over.

"That's Sara" I spoke pleasantly as if at a cocktail party. "She's..."

"I know who she is, WHAT is she doing here?" Mellony cut me off, her eyes throwing fire at me as she crouched and shifted her weignt.

"She's here to watch me teach you some manners" I taunted, then stepped sideways, hearing the kick whistle past my ear. "And a lesson or two in telegraphing your blows"

My own foot connected with Mellony's stomach leaving her on her knees coughing and choking...

"Done kicking my ass, already?" I queried and backed up, flipping a small switch on the wall.

Mellony rose on shaky legs, no defiant curse this time as she moved forward with intense, serious eyes...a left slow swing and she brought up her right knee behind it...

"Better, But still no cigar" Ignoring the hand I slapped the rising knee aside and then backhanded her to the face...

The next few minutes was much the same...Mellony bravely trying to raise an offense as I taunted her, then dropping to the floor from my vicious open handed slaps...Finally she couldn't rise...only tremble on all four as I kneeled beside her, pulling her head up by her sweat dampened hair and leering into her face...

"It's time I gave you a ride" I teased, using the handfull to pull her to feet and turn her to the corner...



"Nooooooo" It was no longer the defiant tone she used earlier, now it escaped her lips carrying the fear and panic with it as I dragged her to the dark, polished cylinder in the corner.

"What better way to give you a ride then on your own horse?"
 
Sara

I ceased my struggling, it earned me nothing more than a hard pinch and a burning, the rope threatening to tear the delicate flesh.
A low growl escaped me with the pain that surged through my hands, his words and the eerie calm in his voice. He sounded like this was nothing more than a cozy Sunday outting.
A shimmer of hope sparked within me, my narrowed eyes watching him and Mel. Maybe we had a chance! As the fight began I noticed it's one sidedness and the hope began to fade. Melony's form was so poor, slow, sluggish and so uncalculated. I had never her seen her do this poorly.
I shuddered with every blow that he landed, sending Mel to the floor. The fire that burned in her eyes diminished with each failed attempt.
Fear took over once more when finally Melony didn't rise from the floor. It was done. she was deffeated and we were both deffinately stuck in this place. My fear was more for Mel than it was for myself as he drug her up from the floor by her hair and led her to a dark corner.
I turned away, unable to stand the fear and pain on her face. her whimpers, cries and plea's to be released echoed in my ears and pained my heart. I couldn't and wouldn't watch this, there was no way, the sounds alone may just do me in.
My heart raced as I tried to take deep calming breaths and block out the sound of Mel's voice. It wasn't working...

ooc. Hope this works?
 
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Brent

It was a solid work of art, hard, darkwood that stood on four sturdy legs of the same...anchored to the floor it was an immobile, unmovable object that held anyone that was bound to it...

I pulled the dazed and beaten form over to it, pushing and cajoling her until she was straddled over it, legs spread and hovering over the top bar...

"Move forward and place your cunt over that knob, tramp" I ordered her, snapping a set of change suspended bracelets over her wrists and pulling her trembling arms overhead...

"I...I...can't" Mellony moaned thru swollen lips, tears streaming down her cheeks as I pulled her hair and her head back.

"Oh, You can...and YOU WILL" I sneered into her face, grabbing the side of her panty and tearing it off "That was your last excuse why you couldn't"

I pulled her head further back, forcing her to bow backwards and down as the pain over rode her desire to stay away from the overgrown, wooden phallus...

"You're going to ride that horse, Mell...Or die trying" I threatened as she sobbed, her lower body closing over the shaft...the length half disappearing inside of her...I laughed and heard the whimpers of both women...One in pain as she forced her dry womb over the shaft...Another as she cried out in horror at her pain....

I lifted the heavy leather "cat" off the wall, then swung it in front of Mellony's eyes so she would see it...

"NOW RIDE" I thundered at her....My eyes were on the chair bound figure, her eyes clenched closed as her head swung slowly back and forth...

"Open your eyes Sara...I want the camera to see you watching your girlfriend...So I can send it to the woman responsible for all this"

OOC: Looks great to me Shoty, Have a seat and have fun!;)
 
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Sara

The world was dark behind my eyelids, as I tried so desperately to imagine myself someplace else. Normally my imagination was so vivid and I could be any place that I wanted to be, but now it was failing me,
I groaned in frustration and trembled as moments passed, thoughts and images flooded my mind as well as their voices….

"Move forward and place your cunt over that knob, tramp"
"I...I...can't"
"Oh, You can...and YOU WILL.........That was your last excuse why you couldn't"


The thundering of his voice and Mel's cries and whimpers of pain, echoed in the room and in my ears as tough they had been screamed into a megaphone. I shuddered violently in my seat hoping that this was a dream and soon I would wake up.
His voice rang out once more, drowning out the whimpers and cries…

"You're going to ride that horse, Mell...Or die trying"

I inhaled sharply, and opened my eyes the sight that greeted me frightened me beyond anything. Tears streamed down red cheeks of a face that I didn’t recognize it was so contorted with pain. I cried out and snapped my eyes shut once more.
Swallowing hard past the lump of emotion in my throat my head shook back and forth, this couldn’t be happening….c’mon Sara wake up, it’s all a dream. I kept telling myself silently. No one could do this to another human being , I was sure of it.

"Open your eyes Sara...I want the camera to see you watching your girlfriend...So I can send it to the woman responsible for all this"

My eyes popped open immediately, the command in his voice to much to ignore. I glared daggers at him, my chest rising and falling in long deep breaths as I tried to fight back the tears that threatened to spill over. My gaze turned to Mel, there was a steady flow of tears streaming down her face now, sobs racking her entire body and she sat motionless for a moment. I presumed it was to give her body even the minutest chance to adjust to the offending apparatus that invaded her body.
Mel looked at me for a moment then hung her head in defeat. It pained me to see all the fight and fire gone from her eyes, but I could understand….


ooc. Wasn't clear on whether or not Sara was gagged.....if not she is holding her tongue so that she is not next on that wicked contraption.....*grinz*
 
Brent

There is a point in each of us break...For some it is a mental process, others physical...and each have our own thresholds of tolerance.

Mells had been reached, the fight leaving her eyes as her body slumped...shoulders flung back in defiance drooping forward as she caved in...her eyes dulling as she dropped her weight onto the grossly immense shaft, driving it into her.

"Now that's better" I chuckled watching the woman tremble as the pain washed over her, her legs quivering...her breasts heaving, fighting for breath. "NOW RIDE IT"

Swinging the cat o nine I connected with her ass, the cruel tips biting her tender flesh, forcing her to nearly rise completely off the horse...then sag downward with a loud cry...

"See Sara?" I pointed out to the chair bound beauty, drawing her attention to Mell's accomplishment. "Even a slut can learn, with the right coaxing"

"YOU BASSSSTARD" Sara hissed at me, the first words I had heard from her since taking her..."You filthy, rotten basssstard"

"Tsssk, Tsssk" I mocked her "Be careful or I'll change my opinion of you as well"

My comment quieted Sara, but her eyes still blazed the loathing hate she felt and I laughed.

"If your girlfriend can make it 30 minutes on my horse, I'll let her go. But she needs your encouragement...and mine" I informed Sara...

"And why should I believe you?" Sara spit out, biting back the rest of her words...

"I ALWAYS keep MY promises, and besides...you have no choice, don't help and Mellony dies for sure..."

My logic was beyond arguing and I smirked, slapping the deadly strands of the cat across Mell's ass again and then again a second time, drawing blood and another cry of pain...

"Ride it slut, you've got twenty nine minutes to go" I cackled...then met Sara's eyes...

"You better be concentrating on helping your friend more...and hating me less right now" I warned her, another blow connecting to Mell's shapely and rapidly reddening ass.
 
Stacy Deeds

It was going on five am when I finally stopped reading the case files on knowns' in the area. None had the same M.O. but there were a few hopefuls in the pile. Taking the three best guesses, I headed out the door, waving good bye to the door manager and crawling into my car.
Worn out and tired, I knew I would need some coffee to keep going. So stopping at the diner, I walked inside and sat down. Rich was in there, reading something, but I paid no mind to him.
"Hey Katie, what kind of tar do ya got back there?"
She gave me a big grin and walked over to the counter.
"well hi there girl friend.. how goes life in slowville?"
"It hasn't been slow lately katie.. Read any of the papers?"
"No.. Not since yesterday.. why whats up?"
"Some one kidnapped Mandy and raped her.. I have some leads but not many so far."
Katie gasped in shock, her face paling slightly. Oh shit! I forgot Katie was weak at heart in everything. Hell when I pierced her ears at 13 she passed out from the sight of the blood. Katie even married a quiet man who was rarely home just to say she was married, but he didn't force anything on her. Which was a good thing, since domestic violence has risen in the past few years.
"I'm sorry katie, I didn't mean to make you upset.. you ok?"
She nodded her head, a tear flowing down her cheek.
"Mandy.... we were going to go out monday night to the movies.."
"I know.. And I am sorry hun.."
"It's alright.." she went and got my coffee, and quietly I paid for it, thinking it was best to just leave for now.
"Take care Katie and watch yourself carefully ok?"
"I will Stace, thanks.."
I hugged her quickly before leaving for home. I would read some more there, develope some insight perhaps and get a few hours of rest as well.
 
Sara

“Tsssk, Tsssk….Be careful or I’ll change my opinion of you as well.”

I fell silent, not wanting to find myself in Mel’s position or worse. I shuddered as the images passed through my mind. I shook them away and narrowed my eyes on him as he continued.

“If your girlfriend can make it 30 minutes on my horse, I’ll let her go. But she needs your encouragement…and mine.”

“And why should I believe you?” I questioned; holding back the vile names that I wanted to call him knowing it would only hurt Mel more. I was less concerned about myself, if he had any intentions of hurting me he would have done so by now, I was pretty sure.
I clearly heard the last of his speech, each little word as I focused on Mellony, a plan formulating in my mind. I could do this, I could free her. It was so perfect I almost laughed aloud.
He told Mel she had twenty-nine minutes left. I saw her shudder and grew even more angry for a moment, wishing I could get free and use that thing on him.

“You better be concentrating on helping your friend more…and hating me less right now.”

I watched the whip kiss her flesh once more splattering a droplet of blood from a previous blow. A shiver ran up my spine as I took notice of the crimson that spread over her ass. I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep calming breath… “You can do this Sara, you can help her.” I repeated silently in my mind, releasing the breath as a sigh.

“I am concentrating on it, she will be set free…and for your information I couldn’t hate you less at this very moment. Mel…listen to me. I want you to close your eyes and think back to that night long ago, when you and….” I felt flush as my memories took me back to a time long ago, I fought it down and continued, knowing I couldn’t stop until she was free…no matter what.
I saw her relax a little, never breaking her rhythm. “When you and I explored and enjoyed each other?” She nodded her head and whimpered “I can’t do this…I can’t make it.”
“Yes you can Mel, you can fight and win, we can do it together. Now think back to how you felt that night as my soft hands caressed and teased your body, your own hands tormenting me so exquisitely….”

“Twenty-eight…” He interrupted, but I didn’t let it deter me from what I was doing. I saw the whip crack against her skin again and tried harder to take her mind off of it. “Don’t center on the pain Mel, focus on the night I am talking about. The two of us in bed our bodies entwined together, our lush lips locked together in a passionate kiss that invoked a heat more fierce than the very fires of hell. Remember Mel? I do. I remember how you moaned and your body arched to my touch as I rolled and pinched your nipples between my fingers. Mmm you were so wet that night and so was I.”

“Twenty-seven…” His voice boomed again, but this time I noticed a tinge of amusement in it. I held back the smirk that threatened to touch my lips and continued feeling my body react to the thought of that night and taking notice that Mel was as well.
Each time she rose I could see the shaft glistening, it boosted my confidence in this plan and spurred me on. “You with me Mel?” Her answer came in the form of a moan that danced upon her lips and played there, I smiled softly “That’s it Mel, just remember and feel, remember the feel of my hands running through your silken tresses, my lips as they pressed lightly here and there down your body. The surge of electricity that ran through you when I finally reached my destination, my tongue timidly flicking your clit.”

I could still hear him counting down as each minute ticked on, spurring Mel on with the whip. Soft moans, groans and gasps escaped Mel’s lips as she relived that night…as we both relived that night. “Your doing so well Mel. I loved how your body reacted when I slid my tongue passed your velvet lips, tasting and forever savoring your sweet flavor. How you wiggled, squirmed and bucked beneath me as I slowly tongue fucked your pussy, suckling your clit until you came. Oh Mel I can still feel and taste that explosive orgasm…..mmm so sweet and perfect. On we go my sweet, remember that lovely strap-on? Oh yes you do don’t you.” I cooed like I had that night.
She shuddered in delight and I had to close my eyes for a moment and take hold of myself before I continued, I was on the verge of losing control myself. I knew I couldn’t do that right now.

“Five…” I was elated when I heard that glorious number, we were almost there and Mel was almost home free. “Your almost there Mel, do you feel it? Back to the night. You were so beautiful, on your hands and knees, your perfect little ass in the air. I remember how easily that nine inch cock slid between your folds, the groan that escaped my lips when my hands encased your hips and pulled you back into me. Do you remember how eager you were and hard I fucked you with that cock? Mmmm I remember every minute detail……”

The minutes ticked down and I closed my eyes, she was almost home free. In moments she cried out loudly……..
 
BRENT

"and for your information I couldn’t hate you less at this very moment"

The words had stayed in the front of my mind as I rained blow after blow down upon Mellony's unprotected back...Each time she lowered herself on the rod I struck again, and at Sara's encouragement she lowered herself again...and again, repeating the vicious cycle as her body broke out in a fine sheen...her breasts heaving with the effort of breathing...

Sara's eyes were opened wide, trying to hold the attention of Mellony's...her voice seductive, pleading...urging her to hold on just one more minute...and it seemed to be working, Mellony continued to drive the ram inside her...acting out a gross parody of self rape that passed ten minutes, then twenty...then twentyfive...her face twisted with the effort it cost her as Sara's voice encouraged her...the pain tearing thru Mellony from inside...and out. A final bucking heave...and Mellony nearly pulled herself off, then slumped down onto it and into unconsciousness...


Minutes past and I watched in satisfaction...the two women both sagging in their bonds in defeat...

"You are right, Sara" I broke the unearthly quiet still dwelling on her last statement to me "You can't hate me any less...But before this is over you will learn to hate me a great deal more..."

Untying Mellony's wrists from above I caught her body as it slumped, then pulled her off the horse...hearing the sound of the ram as it slid from her body...and a moan of pain from her throat...

"I'll return shortly, Sara, and then we can talk" I promised, shouldering the nude woman and striding from the room...

Outside I dropped the woman on the floor, binding and gagging her quickly, with a promise to return...Then moved to the phone and dialed the number I had knew by heart...

"Precinct? I'd like to speak to Stacy Deeds, it's about an appointment we were to set up"

I waited for the connection to be made as I looked over the nude and abused figure of Mellony, knowing I would finish her this evening and place her where she was to noticed...

"Stace? This is Brent...I'd like to take you up on that dinner date tonight, if possible? 8 O'clock? DelRay's? Perfect...I'll see you then..."

It was more than perfect...I'd be there with Stacy when the news of Mellony's body being discovered was broken to her...

Dinner date made I picked the syringe of Exstacy off the counter, then knelt and plunged it into Mellony's full breast...driving the drug into her body and watching as it quickly began to run it's course...

"Ellissa? Did you get all of that on tape?" I spoke over my shoulder, knowing the silent and deadly woman was close at hand..."Edit it so it doesn't show my face...and it shows Sara face and voice only...as she encourages Mellony on the horse. When you're done with it see to it it's delivered to precinct headquarters tomorrow morning, no sooner..."

The dose I had given Mellony was ten times a normal dose...and as it tore thru her body, driving her already punished body into erotic heaven...it did another thing...stopping her heart for good.

"And send your brother in to clean this mess up, then return it to where I picked it up as well" I finished...standing and moving thru the doorway into the room where Sara sat bound...

"Now Sara, Why don't you tell me why you are best freinds with a woman who has framed her own sister...and then helped arranged her death?" I began, pulling a chair from the wall and setting it next to the bound women...
 
BRENT

Sara stared at me as I spoke, her eyes trying to be the knife that cut my throat, the instrument of my death...

"It's funny how you can think things like that, isn't it?" I smiled and toyed with the articles on the counter next to me "How one day you'd never think yourself able to harm anyone and the next you are planning someones death, even looking forward to it"

Her eyes narrowed for a second at the comment then went hard again and she rebuked.

"But your too good at it to use that excuse"

I could see the horror flash over her face as she relived the last moments with Mellony and I nodded.

"I've had a lot more time with the monsters, grown a lot harder than you are, but don't worry it will come"

I laughed for a second, startling her and questioned her.

"You have no idea who I am, do you, what you're looking at and loathing every second. So why are you judging me?"

"Who you are I don't have a clue" She admitted, a instant of fear and confusion coming to her eyes, then disappearing "But WHAT you are is a monster that needs to be gassed...put out of it's misery...and ours"

Again I nodded, my eyes sober at her words as I gathered the contents off the counter, looking at the watch and the time...

"I've got a couple of errands to run, make yourself comfortable but don't wear yourself outtrying to escape, the doors are steel, the walls reinforced and soundproof"

I left the room in a hurry, taking time to slide the heavy bolt home, locking the door as I spoke to Ellissa...

"When she uses that cell phone, let her speak...then cut it off at two minutes..."

Inside the phone laid winking at her...pushed back under the edge of the counter...a small hope...perhaps?
 
Stacy Deeds

I sat at the fancy Italian resturaunt and waited. Brent was late, and I was sorely tempted to get back to work. I didn't have all night to wait around for him to make himself known.
Sighing, the waiter came back and again filled my champagne glass. "Please can you bring me some water after this? I might have to go back to work tonight."
"Yes Ma'am." He was a sweet young man, smiled easily and was friendly, but I didn't have my mind on making idle chit chat right now. I would wait a little longer, then either order my dinner or leave.
Checking my watch once again it was only a little after seven now. But still, twenty minutes late? Sighing, I hoped I had the right place?
 
BRENT

Sara slumped in defeat, her shoulders drooping as her eyes stared unfocused at the ground in front of her.

"Come on girl...you can do it" I murmered to her thru the monitor I was watching "You're tougher than that"

As if she heard me her eyes lifted and began to look about the room, taking it all in for the first time in detail. I could almost hear her thoughts as her eyes passed then returned to the cell phone with a start.

"It'll take her a half hour to get free of the ropes I tied her in, then make sure you let her get thru on the phone. I'm betting she only remember a few numbers well enough at this point and I'll have to hustle to be at one of them"

I used the shower and shaved, dressing casually in jeans that fit tight enough to show the outlines of my hips and crotch, topped by a shirt that laid loosely over my wide shoulders and arms. Cologne and a mint and I was off to the dinner date I was already late for...

Fifteen minutes later I slid into the chair the Maitre De offered...

"Thanks for waiting, I'm sorry for the delay" I offered, noticing the full champagne glass and the water glass with lipstick on it's edge. Perhaps if our jobs let us alone for the evening you'll let me make it up to you?"
 
Stacy Deeds

I glanced up at Brent and away melted the tensions of the day and the wait.
"Hi there stranger.." I smiled and turned in my seat to face him.
"I am hoping my job will leave me alone for one night.. How are things at the club?" The waiter showed up and handed Brent a menu and left to fetch Brent's drink.
 
Brent

We chatted about the days events, light, polite talk that passed time as our first entree arrived along with my drink.

I sipped the mineral water and munched my greens, keeping my attention on Stacy and what she spoke off...the weather, the local politics, the present staus of world affairs...all well spoken but meaningless in my book.

Again the waiter slid past us, removing dishes and setting a second set in front of us without a whisper as the sound of a cell phone came to our ears.

"Yours....or mine?" I smiled, pulling a second phone from my hip as she did the same..."Guess it yours" I noted as Stacy raised it to her ear and answered...
 
Stacy Deeds

I paused in picking up my drink and looked through my purse for my phone.
"Sorry Brent, just give me a minute..." I was not happy with this interruption, infact is was starting to piss me off this happened every single time I went out!
"Stacy Deeds.." I listened to the guy on the other end telling me another body had been found, much like Mandy's was.
"Thanks, I will be there shortly." I sighed and hung up, setting the phone down. Just as I released the phone it rang again.
"Alright this is getting annoying.. Sorry Brent.." I picked it back up and put it to my ear, "Stacy Deeds.."
It was the paniced voice of Sara on the other end.
"Stacy! There is this.. mad man holding me he.. Oh god stace! He made Mellony ride this thing... I think he killed her.."
"Sara? Slow down, where are you?" I felt a panic well up inside me as I tried to hear her. She was breaking up, "I don't know Stace.. I'm so scared.. Find me! Please!? Trace this call or..." The line went dead and I called out, "sara?!"
People in the resturaunt turned to look at me with glares on their faces but I didn't pay them any attention.
"FUCK!" I slammed the phone down and glanced around for my bag.
"I am sorry Brent, I've got to go!" I stood up and handed the waiter some cash and bent down to grab my bag.
"Dead body to go see and Sara says she's being held somewhere.. I am sorry Brent.." I gave him a pittiful looking face, Unsure what the fuck was going on around here!?
I sat down again, shaking badly, "I don't know what to do?" this was a first for me, I usually knew what was going on and how to deal with it.. But like Nicole, I didn't have any clue how to stop these events that were taking place?
I picked up my cell phone and called the station, Reporting Sara a possible kidnapped victim and asked to try and trace the last number that called my cell phone. Hanging up, I got another call again. Brent sat staring at me the whole time, his face unreadable in what he was thinking.
"Stacy.... Deeds.." I felt like crying but tried desperately to maintain control over myself. I was shaking so badly, I dropped the pen under the table.
"Stacy.. You best come down here to Oak street..."
"Why? What's up?"
"It's where the body was dumped..."
"I told you Cutter I was coming!" I was getting mad now he was pushing this.
"No Stace.. It's not that.. It's Mellony." I didn't say a word for the longest time, but I felt my whole body go stiff and my face lost all color. I felt ill and hadn't yet eaten the main course.
"Mell?"
"Yeah Stace.."
"I'm.....coming.." i felt tears fall down my cheeks and quickly I stood up. "sorry brent.. I have to go.." I ran out of there and straight to my car. Putting the light on top, I let the sirens wail as I went racing down town and towards the train tracks.
 
Brent

Several things happened at once, the phone calls...Stacy's face changing from irritation to anger, then to horror...Our third dish arrived and was knocked aside as Stacy rose and made excuses...

I tossed several bills on the table and followed, peeling rubber as she took off in her squad cad and following...

Tonight was going to be interesting, I had a good feeling about it...
 
Stacy Deeds

I arrived at the scene rather quickly and jumped out of my car. My mind in turmoil as I approached the body that lay uncovered for pictures.
I felt bile rise in my throat and almost lost it right there. Tears blurred my vision as the Captain came towards me.
"Stacy.. we're taking you off these cases.. someone has it in for your friends it seems.."
"Captain!?" I protested loudly and with much anger.
"NO! Final say so Stacy.. You can help in the office with investigations and such but I think coming to these sites is too much for you. hell you look like shit!"
"Oh thanks.. I can handle this Captain.."
"I don't know Stacy, you look shaken up to me.."
"what about Sara?"
"We're trying to trace the call, or get a record of who called your phone and where it was, but Sara wasn't on long. Did she give you any information that could help?"
"No, she said the same guy has her who held Mell.."
I felt sick, thinking by tomorrow I would find Sara somewhere.
"When did she come up missing?" The captain sounded worried as I did.
"I don't know captain.. I didn't notice she was missing, but we can go to her house.. her mail would be piled up from the night she was missing.. She checks her mail before pulling into her drive way.."
"Richardson!"
"Yeah?" He called out.
"get on it.." The Captain turned and ran a hand over his face as he stood looking at Mellony's body.
"She was raped with something large, cause of death is undetermined since it wasn't strangulation this time. Autopsy should reveal that.."
"Any thing for evidence?"
"Just the same tire tracks of a very popluar model for cars, van's and some small trucks.."
"alright.." I couldn't look at Mell's face, it tore me up too much.
"Captain?"
"yeah?"
"We need to find Sara before this happens to her.."
"we're working on it Stacy, I just hope we find her in time.."
I nodded as I listened to the steady flashing of the camera's going off.
"Stace?" I turned to the captain.
"Yeah?"
"Think you might be a target as well?"
"No Captain.. I dont think I am.. but someone who knows all of us is picking off my friends.."
"Perhaps its just coincidencial freak.. weird thing?"
"Not sure Captain, but he has three, and only one is left..." I paused as I spoke aloud.
"Oh god! Katie is the last one.. Get a squad car to her house!" I turned to the Captain pleading with him.
"We have no reason......"
"BULLSHIT! yes we do! Please?"
"Alright Stace.. It is a possible.. We'll send one over as soon as I can make the call."
"thanks Boss.." I mumbled as he moved towards Mell's body.
"Stacy come here.." he called out to me. I felt like refusing but knew I couldn't. Walking over, I did my best not to look at Mell's face.
"She wasn't strangled, no internal bleeding to warrant death.. No claw marks, no skin under her nails. No fibers anywhere we can see.. What do you think?"
I paused thinking it over carefully.
"A sex toy used on them, something large.. He or She never touches them, merely commands I believe.. I would say He more than a She because to take these women.. especially Mell who is a trained karate expert.. And I think he has administered drugs into their systems to kill them."
The Captan nodded, "we'll know soon enough.." I nodded and walked away for a moment, careful of where I was stepping. Stopping short, I bent down and looked at the ground, something sparkling was in the bushes near her.
"Captain, get me some tweazers and a baggy please!?" I called out. He brought them to me and I quickly picked up the metal object. Bringing it closer to my face I felt my features pale considerably. One of my favorite earrings was in this bush? But how? I dont recall borrowing them to Mell?
"what is it?"
"A single earring that goes to my favorite set... My grandmother had these made for me.."
"how did it get here?"
"I dont know, I dont recall borrowing them to her?"
"well bag it and we'll get it back to you as soon as the lab ersults and tests are done.." I put it into the bag, tempted to keep it but the Captain took it from me and carted it off.
Standing I dusted off and walked slowly to my car.
"Captain!?"
"Yes stacy!?" He was getting annoyed with me I could see it in his eyes.
"That car to watch Katie?"
"I will send it over, don't worry. Go home and get some rest before you are useless to all of us! Go!" I didn't argue, I got into my car and headed home slowly. My mind all mixed up with information and reasons behind all of this?
 
Brent

I had parked across the street and stood silently, watching the scene play itself out...I didn't need words to tell me what was said, the patient yet irritated face of the Captain, the angry, distraught face of Stacy...and the way she stalked off the crime scene, driving away...

I knew where she was headed and using a side street accelerated ahead of her, parking beside her house and waiting as she pulled up and stepped out onto her driveway, collapsing against the side of her cars roof...

"Stace...I'm sorry I followed you, But you look like you could use a freind?" I began, moving slowly, cautiously...knowing she was on the edge... "Maybe just to talk? Or to be with until you can sort things out?"

It was lame, I couldn't just admit I knew her friends were dying...But some perverse nature made me want to see her at her weakest moment...

"Besides, we have half a dinner to share somewhere"
 
Stacy Deeds

I glanced up with a gasp as I heard a voice behind me. Turning slightly I seen it was Brent. I wiped the tears from my cheeks and tried to calm myself some what and pull myself together.
"It's alright Brent.. want to come inside?" I moved towards the door, feeling haggard and worn out, I didn't mind company tonight. Opening the door, I turned on some lights and let him inside. Shutting the door, I put my phone, keys and purse down by the entry way and moved into the kitchen.
"come on in, we can finish dinner in here.. Sorry I had to run.." I felt like crying again but quickly stopped it from happening.
 
Brent

Standing in the neat and tidy kitchen I watched Stacy's face, the mix of emotions, pain....and the innocence. I was struck by it and for a second cursed myself, then remembered my own past and what innocence brought my brother...

"I brought the half full bottle of champagne, it was all I had time to grab" I offered, showing her the bottle

"Stacy, What the hell is going on?" I spoke the words gently, not trying to hurt her, but the expression on her face made me pull her to my chest and wrap my arms around her, the sobs coming deep from inside her throat.

I stroked her hair, letting the sounds come out and hearing them increase in volume, her body shaking against me...her tear stained face turned up to me, the eyes red and pained.

I couldn't help myself...I was here to punish her, but instead I felt like an older brother trying to console her...But it wasn't the brother that bent to kiss her lips, it was Brent the monster....
 
Stacy Deeds

I couldn't help it, he was there and I did need a shoulder to cry on. And cry I did, hard and deep, the pain and confusion setting inside my heart deeply. Wondering why? Why all of this death and who would do this?
After awhile I stopped crying and glanced up into his face to appoligize for my outbrust when his lips met mine. it wasn't a hard lust crazed kiss but a soothing kiss at first, and then he deepend it. i would have to venture it was to ease me on his part, nothing more, but I responded to it and kissed him back. Desperately clinging to him and a living breathing human. So much death around me, I couldn't take any more of it.
I wanted to feel alive and feel something other than pain and so I tore at his clothes. shoving them up and down at the same time. Eager to reach his skin and touch him, touch myself to him.
"Strip Brent..." I mumbled against his lips, my own fastening back onto his in a desperation I didn't think I had ever felt.
 
Sara

All of a sudden the only sound that rang through my ears was that of my own voice. Stacey's voice was gone, the soft ringing of dishes in the back ground gone, and the voices of others. There was nothing there.
Tears rolled down my face, the urge to throw the phone nearly overpowering. But I refrained as I frantically tried to redial the number, time after time, getting nothing.
It did me little good, but I cried out into the empty room anyway. a cry of anger, frustration, pain, sorrow and defeat. I sobbed as I set the phone on the floor, it was useless to me now, someone obviously had control over it.
I hissed a little at the sharp pain in my wrist when my hand braced against the floor. Looking down through my blurred vision I saw cuts and scrapes and blood from my fight to get free from the ropes. It hadn't been a totally useless struggle, I had gotten through to Stace at least maybe now someone new I was missing.
Or at least I hoped!
Clenching my fists tightly I closed my eyes for a moment to compose myself. There had to be a way out of here....there just had to be. I couldn't stop the sobbs that racked my body, nor could I fight the tears that fell, but I could fight my feeling of self pity and deafeat and that was exactly what I did.
On shakey legs I stood, my eyes scanning the room. I thought that my heart would leap out of my chest at any second when I focused somewhat on a window.
Through my teary vision it looked thick, but looks were decieving weren't they? I asked myself silently as i mae my way slowly to it. There was some sort of thing in front of it, it resembled one of those old devices they used so very long ago to hold prisoners. Sighing softly I knew it was worth a shot, and it would come in handy.
Standing between it and the wall I looked from the contraption to the window, it was quite high but I felt I could make it. I placed a foot in the largest of the three holes and hoisted myself up. The other foot I braced against the wall and straightened to see if I could reach.
I was in luck and almost shouted with my glee, his departing words escaping me. With a renewed excitement I began pounding on the window. The minutes ticked past, it was becoming more evident how thick the window really was. But that thought quickly faded and I renewed my efforts once more when a huge hulking shadow passed over the window.
My hope of freedom faded as the shadow moved on passed as if he, she or it had never heard me at all.

"......the doors are steel, the walls reinforced and soundproof"

A last frustrated hit of my fist against the window proved to be a painful one as I felt the tender flesh split around my knuckle. I hissed with pain that shot up my arm and dropped from my perch, feeling tha tingle and painful numbness shoot up through my feet.
I wanted to cry, but the tears would not fall. It was a useless attempt. Slowly I staggered over to a dark corner and curled up there, maybe he wouldn't find me, maybe someone would come into the room and I could sneak out......
 
BRENT

*The great Stacy Deeds* I thought to myself with a sneer *So deadly, so smug and here she lay begging for me to strip.

*Well a fuck is a fuck.* And with the tension built up inside of her it would be a memorable one as well. I pulled the sweater off me , then dropped the pants...no shorts and moved to her body again, pulling off her clothes as our lips met and our bodies warmed to each other.

Stacy was eager, mewling sounds coming from her throat as my lips touched her nipples, her hands stroking my back, my shoulders...my sides as I sucked each into hard, swollen nubs...

It came to me as she ground her bare groin against mine this wasn't a time for foreplay, rather an urgent need to let go...to let lust over ride the unwanted emotions of pain, grief....and I gripped her hips with my larger hands, placing the tip of my cock against her lower lips, looking into her eyes...

Lust filled her face....a smoky need in her eyes as she nodded and wet her lips, and I thrust forward, filling her slick canal with my length, feeling the head of it pushing against her womb and not caring. Stacy's body arched, her ass lifting as she threw her head and shoulders back, a hiss of pleasure and pain coming from her lips...

*I had her....Not the way I wanted her* I thought to myself as I pulled back and nearly out of her body, then thrust forward again... *But I had her, helpless and under me...*
 
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