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Deadly Revenge 4/?

Dominique climbed on the bed and began kissing him. Murdock stared at her with disgust and tried to pull away.

“Do I disgust you that much, Logan? The great Logan Ross at my mercy. I am going to savor every moment of this and then I am going to kill you.”

“You may as well kill me now, because I’m not going to let you have your way with me.”

Dominique laughed “Do you think I want to have sex with you? You foolish creature; you are the last man I would have sex with. The thought of it makes me sick.”

Murdock stared at her, wondering what she was going to do.

“I will tell you what I plan to do, Logan. Oh don’t worry — it will be fun.”

Dominique went over to the wall where a bullwhip hung. She carefully removed it and walked back over to Murdock. Taking out a needle, she jabbed him in the arm.

“I just injected you with a drug. I don’t recall the name, but it will make it easier for me. You see, Logan, you will feel the pain of the whip and you will be able to scream until the drug takes it’s full effect which will be in a half hour — plenty of time to have fun.”

Dominique then turned away from Murdock. “Bronze, get in here.”

“Yes, miss?”

“Chain him to that wall and then leave.”

Bronze nodded and dragged Murdock to the chains on the wall. Murdock, because of the drug, was too weak to fight him. After Bronze chained Murdock, he left. Dominique smiled as she walked over and torn open his shirt. Then she backed away and cracked the whip. “Just warming up, sweetheart.”

This time she cracked the whip right across his face. Murdock gritted his teeth –the pain was unbearable. Dominique struck again with a harder force. Murdock screamed out in pain and tears ran down his face because he had been so weak. Dominique struck over and over, each strike being harder then the first. Suddenly Murdock’s scream stopped and his body became limp. Dominique walked over to him, lifted his head, and spit into his face.

“Logan, the drug still had ten minutes before it took effect. You’re no fun.”

She called Bronze back in.

“Is he dead, miss?”

“No. Not yet. But he will be. Take this piece of trash and bury it.”

“His friend?”

“Bury him alive with Monsieur Ross.”


Deadly Revenge 5/?
by Susan Owens

Face smiled at Simone thinking maybe he could get to her. “Hi, I don’t suppose you could unchain me. If you do I could show you the town, take you to dinnerร‰” he offered.

“Shut up!”

“I know you’re not really a bad person. I really want to know you better. Did anyone ever tell you that you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen?”

Simone turned towards Face, flattered. She loved it when someone gave her a compliment because she was so vain.

“Do you really think my eyes are beautiful?”

“They are like a pool of deep chocolate fudge. Any man would get lost in them. I am so lucky to be that man.”

She moved forward. “Tell me more.”

“I could tell you more but it’s so crowded here. I mean, with your sister and that gorilla.”

“I know a place where we could go.”

“Any place you say. I’m your puppet commandeer me.”

Simone was thrilled. She began to unchain Face. “We can go off together — just you and me. No one will stop us, and you can tell me more about my eyes.”

“Boy,” thought Face, “is this woman vain!”

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” asked Dominique as she backed-handed Simone.

Simone wiped the blood from her lips. “I was just making sure he didn’t get loose.”

Dominique grabbed her sister. “You better have not been letting him loose. It will be very bad for you, my sister.”

“I’m sorry, Dominique. It won’t happen again.”

“See that it doesn’t”

She looked at Face. “Logan Ross is dead. And you will be next.” She then turned to Bronze. “Bronze, did you take care of Monsieur Ross?”

“Yes. Mann.”

“Good, then take him and bury him with Monsieur Ross.”

Face turned white as a ghost. Murdock dead? No it couldn’t be true!

Bronze walked over and unchained Face and threw him over his shoulder. He walked outside and dropped Face in the back of a truck where Murdock lay unconscious. Face crawled over to Murdock and felt for a pulse. He found it but it was very weak. Murdock had his boxer shorts on and nothing else. Face could see that Murdock had cuts on him but they were not serious, something else was wrong with Murdock. He just did not know. Face held Murdock in his arms.

“I’m not going to let you die, Murdock. You stay with me.” Face lifted up his head and prayed. “Please, God, send Hannibal to help us.”

Face slowly began to sing to Murdock to calm his nerves and hoping Murdock could hear it.

“You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You’re never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away.”