Torturing Tanya (Part Three)
by Paul Mellette
Tanya sat slumped in the old wooden chair. Big Mel busied himself with the ropes
with which he was binding her. He whistled happily as he worked.
"You know what sweetheart," he said as he lashed her arms tightly to the back of
the chair, "It's been so long since I got to do a sexy little cunt like you...
I'm gonna make you last for a long time..."
Tanya was not listening. She was in no condition to protest or argue. The sickly
sweet fumes of the chloroform that had recently invade her lungs kept her
mercifully unaware of her situation.
"Yeah baby, I'm gonna make you scream," Mel whispered hoarsely as he unbuttoned
her black and red striped shirt to expose the soft flesh of her belly... and the
hot red bra that she wore beneath the shirt.
"Oh yeah baby, you are one hot number..." Mel said admiringly, "I can't believe
that loser Dave dumped you for Vonnie... but his loss is definitely my gain..."
*****
Vonnie and Dave met up at the top of the mountain. The nearby ski resort could
be seen from the top of the hill, it's lights silhouetted against the stark
white of a new snow. Vonnie climbed from Tanya's car and shut the door with her
gloved hand. Dave watched her walk toward his red Ford F-150. He tapped his
fingers nervously on the steering wheel as Vonnie smiled and winked at him.
Climbing into the truck, she reached over and gently squeezed Dave's crotch.
Dave tried to push her hand away.
"We need to get back," he said.
"Why; you worried about Tanya?"
"I want to be there when she wakes up," Dave protested.
"Mel will take good care of her, she is NOT going anywhere," Vonnie said
sternly, "Not until we say so..."
"Still, the sooner we finish this the better I'll feel about it," Dave argued
"I can make you feel better about it right now," Vonnie said as she slowly
pulled the zipper to Dave's jeans down and let her fingers drift inside to find
his semi-erect shaft.
*****
Big Mel knelt before Tanya. Her arms were cruelly lashed to the chair with white
cotton rope. A liberal amount of gray duct tape encircled her head, wrapping
tightly across her mouth. When... if... she woke up, she was totally helpless
and silenced. Mel unlaced and slipped Tanya's shoes off her feet and pulled her
white socks off as well. He smiled slightly at the sight of her red polished
toenails. He realized that the shade perfectly matched her fingernails, which
was itself a perfect match for her bra...
"I'm gonna have some fun with these tootsies before this night is done,
sweet-feet," he chuckled as he ran his rough hand across the soft arch of her
foot and then began to bind her ankles to the legs of the chair... pulling the
ropes to the rear legs so that her feet were up, off the floor, and her soles
were in an upright position... for potential future access...
Tanya began to stir slightly as the big man finished with her final bond. Her
head began to move slightly and her eyes moved slowly behind her closed lids.
She groggily opened her eyes and surveyed the situation for a second, tugging
slightly against the ropes that held her... and then her eyes focused on Big
Mel.
"Mmmphgggfff," she protested against the gag.
"Yeah," Mel laughed, "I thought you'd say that..."
*****
Vonnie continued stroking Dave; working him closer toward climax but not
allowing him to get there. He wanted desperately to have this orgasm, but the
frustration was as exquisite as it was excruciating. It never occurred to him
that Vonnie was intentionally delaying him to give Mel more time alone with
Tanya. She knew that Mel liked the idea of psychological torture as much as the
physical part. By the time they got back, Mel would have Tanya terrified of what
was to come... without having to hardly touch her. Of course Vonnie knew that
Mel would probably touch her some, but if she knew the big guy like she thought
she did, he'd have managed to do some things that would leave little to no
marks; and probably have cause her to pass back out... or simply knocked her
back out... just before they arrived.
What Dave was unaware of was that Tanya was not the first woman that Vonnie and
Mel had tortured and murdered together. Dave was a pawn in an evil game; a dupe
that was too easy for them to pass up. Vonnie expected that this situation would
provide her and Mel with their sexual thrills AND turn them a profit at the same
time... As she pondered this delicious possibility, she became so lost in her
own thoughts that she allowed Dave to climax... and cursed herself for not
giving Mel more time... It was Mel who had always tripped her trigger, so to
speak. And everything he did with her and for her caused her to want to do more
for him. Giving him Tanya... concocting this evil plan... was nothing more, to
her, than a sexy gift for the man she loved...
As she wiped her hand on Dave's jeans, she realized that this was indeed the
culmination of the plan. What transpired after tonight would be anti-climatic as
far as arousal and sexual excitement went. She was pretty sure that Mel would
find some way to extend Tanya's life for a few more days, but she would never be
as much fun as she would be tonight. And when she was dead, it would be a matter
of marrying Dave... and then after a brief time, killing him and taking over all
the family property. It wasn't even that it was that much monetarily; it would
set them up for a brief time... but it was just too delicious to pass up the
chance to make a profit doing what they loved to do... Poor pitiful Tanya was
nothing more that the wrong person in the wrong place at the wrong time...
*****
Mel squeezed Tanya's right breast cruelly tight in his powerful hand. He twisted
it hard and as Tanya tried desperately to scream into the tape-gag, tears filled
her eyes. This son-of-a-bitch was hell-bent on hurting her... badly it seemed...
and she was helpless to do a damn thing about it...
"Come on baby, SCREAM for me," Mel taunted her as he squeezed her firm breast
again.
Tanya squealed in protest into the gag. Mel laughed out loud.
"Not bad baby, not bad... but I know that you'll be doing better before the
night is through."
Tanya's eyes followed him as he crossed the room and picked up a small black
box. Her eyes grew wide with terror as he unfastened the clamps, opened the box,
and showed her the contents. Inside were an assortment of what looked like
pliers and various metal grips. There were also wires... and an assortment of
knives...
"Tools of the trade baby," Mel laughed out loud as Tanya began to weep softly.
The sound of the F-150 rolling on the gravel driveway and the shadow of the
headlamps alerted Mel to Dave and Vonnie's return.
"Damn," Mel muttered, "Vonnie was supposed to have given me more time. But...
for the sake of the show... Dave wants to be here when you wake up..."
And with that, Mel launched his huge fist against the terrified woman's jaw.
Tanya's head rocked back against the chair, her eyes glazed over, and her lids
slammed shut. Her head slumped forward and hung down; her chin wresting on the
flesh just above her bra...
"Enjoy your nap sweetheart," Mel whispered as he rubbed his hand, "You're gonna
need your energy before this night is through."
*****
Vonnie and Dave entered the house. Mel sat on the sofa with his boots propped up
on Dave's coffee table. He was smoking another cigarette and he nodded his head
in the general direction of the kitchen.
"Sleeping Beauty," he chuckled, "awaits her fate."
Tanya slumped against her bonds in the chair. Her head hung to one side and her
jaw was starting to bruise from the force of the huge fist that had hammered her
back into oblivion.
"Holy shit," Dave exclaimed as he looked at his wife's helpless form. He
approached her slowly, as if unsure of himself... as if he expected it to be
some trick. He circled the chair, observing her from all sides and then he
stopped and watched the rise and fall of breasts as she breathed in and out in a
steady rhythm.
"Yeah, she started to come around too soon and I had to subdue her," Mel lied.
Vonnie glanced at him and he winked at her.
"Well, I can hardly believe this is really happening," Dave said as Vonnie
wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek.
"Baby," she said, "this is only the preliminaries. The main event is yet to
come."
"So," Dave said as he turned from the woman he once loved to the one he now did,
"What's next on the agenda?"
"All I gotta say," Mel interjected, "is if you wanna use her before I mess her
up, you better do it soon..."
*****
End Part Three
(c) 2002 Paul Mellette
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