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“Remove the vibrator,” Ace orders the guy who stands at the end of the table. He reaches between her tied legs and pulls it out, making her slump against the table, and he holds it up. “Show her. Show our whore how much she liked it.”
The guy walks over to the head of the table and holds the wet egg over her face, smearing the wetness onto her cheek, and she shakes her head, screaming into the gag that’s buckled tightly around her face, pinching her cheeks.
“So fucking good, huh?” Ace asks and slaps her cheek before rubbing the drool, snot and tears all over her face. “Such a good fucking whore.” He laughs, and she arches her neck, body shaking from her sobs.
Her eyes close tightly, and tears run down the side of her face.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m going to put it back in.” He turns her face to look up at him, and he slides two fingers down between her tied-open legs and pushes them into her.
She blinks rapidly, fresh tears falling from the corner of her eyes.
“I should keep you for myself, but this isn’t about me.” He removes them, and a sob wracks her naked body.
The door squeaks open, making her jump, and the guy who left earlier enters once more, pushing what looks to be a wooden box into the room that sits on a rolling cart. “See that, baby? That’s all yours.”
Then he looks at the guy who rolled it in. “Get it ready,” he orders. “I’m going to plug her cunt back up.” He goes to the end of the table and easily slides the egg back into her. Grabbing his cell, he presses a few buttons, and her hips begin to lift off the table, fucking the toy inside her while she sobs uncontrollably.
The other two remove the top and side of the wooden box.
My eyes go back to Ace, and he’s got a syringe in his hand. Pulling the plunger, he fills it with a clear liquid. Then he walks over to her and sinks it into her neck. “It’s not going to make you pass out. Just relax you,” he tells her, and she blinks, her eyes already getting heavy. “Enjoy having all of your holes filled, sweetheart.” He runs his glove-covered knuckles down her tear-streaked cheek.
Her body relaxes into the table, and he undoes her restraints; she no longer fights. Instead, her head falls to the side, her heavy eyes on the camera. She doesn’t even blink. She looks dead. The only sign she’s alive is the soft movement of her exposed chest.
He rolls her over onto her stomach, bending her legs to where her heels touch her bare ass. He wraps a belt around them, securing them tightly. He picks her limp body up and places her in the middle of the box on her stomach. Her heavy eyes are still on the camera as her head is to the side.
Her arm dangles out of the side of the box, and one of the guys picks it up, pushing it behind her back, where Ace does the same. They wrap a rope around her wrists, tying them together and then securing the extra to her ankles.
“Place the top on,” Ace orders.
And the other two lift the wooden top, placing it over the three sides. There’s a metal hook screwed to the top of it. Ace pulls out a double hook that I once gave her and places it through the rope that ties her wrists together, connecting her tied wrists to the top of the crate. She won’t be able to move inside it. At all.
He then lifts her head up by her chin. Drool runs out of the gag, and her heavy eyes are unfocused. “Be a good whore and come all over that toy. Can you do that for me?’
She doesn’t respond in any way. He lets go of her face. Her head falls to the bottom of the box, and she blinks. Her lashes are slow to open this time.
“Close her up,” he commands as he turns to face the camera.
The two guys put the side piece on, and just like that, she’s gone. Tied up and put away in a box like a doll. To be stored in the attic. A lock is put in place as if she has any chance of freedom.
“Do I have your attention, Saint?”
My name echoes in my ears as I watch the other two wheel her out of the room, the door closing behind them.
“I only gave her enough to keep her comfortable for about an hour. It’ll start to wear off. She’ll eventually realize she’s been buried alive in the Pennsylvania woods.”Her worst fear.“She’ll then panic. Do you think she’ll run out of oxygen first and suffocate? Or do you think she’ll vomit and choke on it? Doesn’t matter, really.” He laughs. “This was all recorded an hour ago. I waited for you to get two hours away before I sent you the video. It’ll take at least two hours to get back. She should be coming around anytime now. You’ll look for her, of course.” He steps closer to the camera. “I hope you find her. I truly do.” He steps even closer. “Because I want you to know what it feels like to hold the woman you love dead in your arms.” And with that, he turns and exits the room.
“FUCK!” Kash throws his laptop across the room, and it hits the screen that still shows the footage of inside the room. It’s empty other than the table she was strapped to and the cart that he used to hold all the devices he used on her.
I stare at it. Not sure what I expect to happen but waiting for something. Anything.
“Saint?” Kash shoves my shoulder, and I blink.
I fall onto the seat and pull out my phone. I dial up the one number I can think of to help. He answers on the first ring.
“Hey, Saint…”
“I need your help.” I rush out, getting to my feet, and start pacing. I place him on speakerphone when he speaks.
“Name it.”
