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The Queen of Sorrow’s Fall
Part Four
The Friend
By Razor7826 (Copyright 2008)
When Michelle awoke, Suri was gone. She took a long hot shower and cleaned herself thoroughly, purging every trace of her new friends’ filth from inside and outside her body. Even after the foul spunk was drained and scrapped from her body, she still felt dirty and defiled. Exhausted, she leaned against the wall of the shower, letting the hot water spray against the back of her head as she reflected on the previous’ nights experiences.
It was her own fault, and she knew. She had allowed somebody to discover the truth, and Michelle’s dream of living a quiet life alone but for her slaves was once again pulled from her grasped. Now, while free in appearance, she was owned by the sheriff and his friends.
She turned the shower off, dried herself, and picked up the red bathrobe from the floor. It was almost noon and her stomach was growling; it had been sixteen hours since her last meal. As she descended the central stairs, she could hear the hum of the microwave coming from the kitchen.
Suri was waiting aside the kitchen counter, cooking breakfast and wearing one of Michelle’s extra bathrobes. She turned to face Michelle and smiled. “Nice to see that you’re up. I’ve fed the slaves and put the girl in her cell. Hopefully you don’t mind.”
“Oh, thank you. I appreciate it.” It took a brief moment for her to remember the second slave acquired the previous night. “How is the deputy doing?”
“She didn’t wake you up at all? Her screaming was the only thing that got me out of bed before noon. I gagged her and replaced her handcuffs with some of the extra bondage cuffs you had lying around. You don’t want her to damage her wrists.”
“Ah, of course not.” Michelle had seen the warnings about handcuffs several months ago, and promptly ordered several sets and various lengths of chain. Even if she never intended on wearing the cuffs herself, the well being of her slaves was still important. “Is… she still bleeding?”
“No, that is only a temporary thing. She was actually just a virgin, but the rape didn’t help with it at all.”
“What are we going to do with her?” asked Michelle. She never intended on obtaining more than a single slave, though her dungeon was large enough for many more. The furnished basement in which her family held so many parties proved to be a very effective dungeon, once the carpet and walls were stripped bare.
“Who knows. It depends what she’s good at. If Keith and Joe like her, they’ll keep her, but I think she’ll get sold at the next convention. The dumb bastards wasted her virginity, unfortunately, so we won’t get top dollar.”
“Convention?”
“Oh, right. The Convention is a mostly annual event where people like us bring our slaves to show off and sell. I’ve never been to one myself; I had to stay at Keith’s to guard two of the woman that they didn’t intend on bringing or selling, though both were squandered a few weeks ago.”
Michelle’s attention drifted off while Suri relayed details of the nameless BDSM convention. The thought of thousands of men and woman sold and traded at a market Michelle smile. For a brief moment, she was happy to have been introduced into their group, but she quickly remembered the downside- bankrolling their activities would be easy, though the other responsibilities would be a lot more painful.
She turned back towards Suri, who was removing some bacon from the microwave. “You don’t seem comfortable around the men, and they treat you like shit. Why do you follow them around?”
Suri went silent. Ten seconds later, she responded, “They’re doing to me like they’re doing to you. I have something that they want that they want but can’t get if I’m dead or disappeared, though with you around, they probably won’t need me anymore.”
“What do you have?”
“Like you, I have money, but more importantly, I had connections. A lot of my friends and relatives are in their business, but I didn’t know it until Keith and Joseph caught me.”
“What did they catch you doing?”
“Keith broke into my house, hoping to find something of use in a civil suit against me, and he found my girlfriend in a cage. He…” she tried to continue, but collapsed to the floor and burst into tears.
“Suri?”
She turned towards me and yelled, “They took her from me! We were just playing. She was a sub, and I was treating exactly like she wanted to be treated, but they… they sold her. They sold her as property, but I loved her.”
“Why did they let you go free?”
Sure sighed before continuing. “This isn’t freedom, but regardless, they let me go because of my money. They can’t access my dividends and trust funds without raising flags, and like I said, I have connections. A lot of people would be asking questions in the community if I suddenly disappeared.” She stood back up and wiped the tears from her eyes. “Besides, now that they have you, they don’t need my money anymore. I’m probably doomed.”
Michelle rose from her chair and spoke with a newfound determination in her voice, “Suri, that won’t happen.”
“Why not? They have all the power.”
“Do they?”
“Well…”
“You know they’re afraid of what will happen if they do something to you, but why can’t you hurt them?”
“I’ve thought about it, but none of my plans would work. I’d either get killed by the other or caught by the cops, or, even worse, caught by some of their associates.”
“We can handle them. They’re nothing to worry about. However, do a lot of people know that you work with them?”
Suri paused to think before responding, “No, not really, except some of my friends, as I mentioned before.
“Would they mind if we eliminated Keith and Joe?”
“Hard to tell. I’d assume not. I know of at least one that would actually help us if given the chance. He’s a vet that’s helped us out with medical care a few times, but Keith and Joe treat him like shit.”
“So, why don’t we do it?”
“You mean… kill them?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know if I could bring myself to do it.”
Michelle thought about when she believed murder was impossible, back when she was in High School, and how quickly it had eroded under the Tolsin’s care. She looked Suri directly in the eyes and proclaimed, “I killed the last two people that raped me, and I’ll do it again. All you have to do is help me, and I’ll do everything else.”
“I… I don’t know.”
“Suri, think about what they did to your girlfriend? Don’t you want revenge? Don’t you want to be free again? As long as they live, you’ll never be free. Neither will I. They have to go, and you know that.”
Suri closed her eyes while Michelle waited for an answer. “Okay. I’ll do it.”
“Good. I have a plan, but we have to do it soon.”
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