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I pulled out the high-powered vibrator that I had bought her. The added bonus was it had a remote control that I could use to my advantage and pleasure her however I wanted. I could see that she was already dripping in anticipation of what was going to happen. We had played this scene out many times before; however, it wasn’t about to have the same ending as it usually did. I made sure everything was lubed up and inserted the vibrator into her. I started it running on its lowest setting and waited for my kitten to purr.
I started to turn up the levels on the vibrator, causing Katherine to start moaning more. I knew it wouldn’t be too long before she started to come. That would usually have been the point when I would stop this part of the scene and then fuck her hard myself. However, tonight was a completely different ball game. Not only was I going to continue with the vibrator running, but I was going to turn it up. I wanted her to keep going and going so when I did what I did, she would have no idea until it was too late.
I turned up the level a couple of notches and her moans started to gain momentum. I could tell she was just on the edge of her orgasm hitting her. I wanted her to have more than just one, though. I wanted to punish her for what she had decided to do to me. Again, I turned it up a couple of notches, and she started to scream as her orgasm started. I could see her starting to writhe and try to escape her restraints, but I kept it going, increasing the speed even more.
“Kevin, please stop. I can’t take any more. Please. What are you doing?”
I ignored her pleas and again turned it up. It was nearly at full power now, and far higher than I had ever taken it before. Her next orgasm started nearly immediately after the first one had finished. I could see the tears falling down her face. I got onto the bed and climbed across her body so I was straddling her, then leaned down and whispered in her ear.
“You’re going to find out what it’s like to be fucked by the person you have fucked over. See you in hell, Katherine.”
I put the vibrator on its highest setting and placed my hands around her neck. She was screaming at me to stop, that she was sorry and she wouldn’t get rid of the baby. But I blanked her screams from my head and started to squeeze her neck even more. I could see she was struggling to breathe, and as she spoke, she was gasping in between words.
“Kevin—please—stop—I—can’t—breathe.”
She tried to scream as the next orgasm ripped through her body. I squeezed her neck as hard as I could until the only noise I could hear was the sound of the vibrator still buzzing inside her.
I stopped the vibrator, got off her, and checked her pulse. Nothing. She was dead.
I had done it. I had killed her, and our unborn child in the process. I looked down at her body lying there and surprisingly felt nothing. I was calm. I took the blindfold off her face and closed her eyes that were still open. I pulled out the vibrator, cleaned it up, and placed it back in the cupboard with the remote and the blindfold.
And then I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. One final kiss to say goodbye.
It was then that something inside me snapped. I rushed over to my clothes and pulled out the knife I had hidden before I came into the house. I walked back over to her and started to slice the flesh on her stomach. I was in a frenzy as I slashed and slashed. The crimson blood splattered everywhere and started to turn the pure white sheets blood-red. When I’d finished, I stood there for a moment breathing heavily, my heart pounding in my chest as my mind started to take in what I had done.
I looked down at the woman I had once wanted to marry, with the wordWHOREcarved into her flesh and blood oozing out of it. The realisation of what I had done suddenly hit me, and I rushed into the bathroom, emptying the contents of my stomach into the toilet several times. I was shaking like a leaf in the wind, and when I looked down, I saw how much blood was on me. I needed to get out, and quickly, but I couldn’t in the state I was in.
Turning on the shower, I quickly washed and scrubbed my skin until it was raw. I kept seeing her red blood all over me no matter how much soap I used.
I washed the knife, hoping that I had removed all traces of the blood from it. I would have to dispose of that somewhere where it would never be found, and if it was, it would never be traced to me. I was starting to panic; the enormity of what I had done was starting to set in. I switched off the shower, certain I had removed all the blood, then quickly dried myself and went back in the room to get dressed.
I couldn’t look at her anymore. I got dressed and rushed out of the room.
I knew it would be the last time I ever saw her, but I could never forgive what she had done to me. There was only ever one outcome, and that was her death.
Chapter Fourteen
Daniel
Since I’d gone to Kings, I had done a lot of thinking about my current situation. It made sense if I wanted to explore my relationship with Richard that I found a more permanent place to stay where we could just be together.
It also gave Katherine more opportunity to dig herself into a bigger hole by having carte blanche in the house. It was obvious to me that she was having an affair, and her little display the other evening trying to get me into bed just proved it. How she could think that after over four years of marriage, I would agree to go to bed with her was beyond me. We didn’t like each other, let alone fancy each other, so why she could even bring herself to suggest that, I had no idea.
I decided to move out of the house until everything had been investigated by Richard and his team. For the moment, I would stay in the hotel suite I had booked, and if things went well with Richard, then I would look at short-term rentals in an apartment nearby. With that in mind, I was currently heading back to my house in Kingston to get the rest of my stuff. I was going to let Katherine know that I would be living in the city until our time was up.
I pulled into the driveway and saw Katherine’s car sitting there. She loved that car, even though I had bought it for her. I parked in my usual spot, checking for any stray tire tracks or footprints. When I was certain there were none, I got out of my car and headed into the house. As I walked in, I noticed that all the lights were on. It was unusual because even though she hated me, Katherine never usually wasted electricity in this way.
“Katherine?” I called out to her, thinking that she might just be in the kitchen and had forgotten to switch off the rest of the lights.
No answer. I walked around the ground floor and turned the lights off as I checked each room, leaving the main lights in the entrance hallway on. I walked up the stairs and thought about going directly into her bedroom. I knew I shouldn’t have called out, as it would give her lover a chance to leave through the window—well, if he wanted to break his neck, that was, but I was already paying Kings for their services, so I might as well let them do their job and not discover the infidelity myself.
I decided to grab my things from my room first, so I headed in there, leaving the door open so I could hear if anyone left Katherine’s room, which was opposite mine. As I walked past her room, I couldn’t hear any noise, so I assumed she must have been sleeping. Probably tired from a marathon sex session this afternoon.
I couldn’t help but feel that there was a dense atmosphere within the house, almost like a shroud of death had come over place. I’d felt this once before, the day I had gone into my grandparents’ house after my grandmother had died. It was difficult to describe, like walking into a graveyard on a hot summer day, but a sudden coldness still came over you. I shook off the feeling and walked into my closet and grabbed a couple of suitcases.
I went through everything, packing it neatly into the cases, knowing it would be difficult to get an iron to be able to iron all this stuff. Not that I really knew how to do that. It was the reason I sent all my clothes to be laundered. It wasn’t that I couldn’t be bothered; it was more because I really didn’t have the time, something that I would make sure I made if Richard and I got together. My time of working from six in the morning until midnight would be gone. I wanted to spend as much time as I could with myRomeo.
I couldn’t help but smile as thoughts of Richard went through my head. I hoped we could carry on where we’d left off the other night, tonight. I hadn’t felt as alive as I did when I watched him on the phone. It was the first time in years that I had felt attractive, the thought that someone else needed to make themselves come just because of me.
