Page 104 of Back In the Shadows

“Watch your step.”

“Maybe I should have worn better shoes.” She carefully chose where to walk and entered.

“I have boots for you here.” A sinister grin eased across my face.

She giggled, and I could tell she had an idea about her present, but there was still something she didn’t know. That was the real surprise.

Holding hands, we strolled to the back of the building until we reached the room I had in mind. The creaking sound of the door opening was so loud it would have alerted anyone nearby that we had arrived.

I flicked on the light switch and waited for our eyes to adjust before closing the door behind us. Ella looked up at me with a quizzical expression. “Who is that?” She pointed to the man suspended on a hook from the ceiling.

Ropes wrapped around his torso, pinning his arms against his body, and a dirty gag was stuffed into his mouth. I walked over to a button and pushed it, and the hook lowered until his feet touched the floor.

“Can I get closer?” Ella asked with a hint of excitement in her tone.

My cock twitched with the idea that Ella wanted to dive into the dark waters with me. “Of course.”

She approached and circled him, looking him up and down. “You look familiar.” My little lamb removed the dirty rag from his mouth, and he licked his parched lips.

“Hello, Ella. It’s been a long time.” His voice was raspy and hoarse from lack of water.

I located the thermos and cup I kept in the corner and poured a little bit of water in a cup. “Here, little lamb. You’ll want his throat nice and wet so his screams will be heard.” I sneered at him as I gave it to her.

She placed the cup to his mouth and tipped it up, allowing him a few sips before she returned it to me.

“I don’t remember who you are. Should I?” She glanced at me and then at him.

“Tell her,” I growled.

He swallowed, his eyes shifting between us.

“Jameson. We knew each other when we were kids … we spent some time at John Bordeaux’s house after school.”

Ella’s mouth dropped in shock. “We were friends,” she whispered. She whirled on her heel. “Death, there’s been a mistake. He shouldn’t be here. Jameson helped me turn John in to the authorities.”

I placed a finger beneath her chin. “There’s no mistake, little lamb. He’s here just for you.” I slid my hand around her waist and to her back, placing a calming palm on her. She would need it in a moment.

“Jameson has been looking for his father.” I waited for that to sink in.

“Who’s his father? I don’t remember ever meeting his parents, but it was years ago, and I had John to deal with.”

Jameson cleared his throat. “I can’t believe after all of this time that you haven’t figured it out.” He laughed as if he didn’t have a care in the world, and wasn’t about to meet an incredibly unpleasant death.

Her gaze narrowed on him, and she approached him until she was almost in his face. “Tell me.”

“If I’m going to die, then I might as well have some fun first.” He gave her a big grin.

Jameson had no idea what he was doing, pissing off my little lamb was dangerous territory.

I walked across the room and retrieved one of the knives and a pair of boots I had laid out on the table.

“Ella.” I motioned for her to join me. “Put these on.”

She nodded and slipped off her black flats that complemented her black and white dress. Soon it would be stained in crimson, and the thought of her covered in blood made my cock painfully hard.

Once she changed her shoes, I reached in my pocket and turned up the vibrator. Her eyes closed and a soft moan escaped her full lips.

“That’s it. Feel the pleasure coursing through you as you think about taking his life, Ella.”

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