Let’s Play
It was half-past seven in the afternoon and Rachel sat on the crimson sofa, dressed in shiny tight rubber from head to toe, spiked heels dominating the white carpet and the whole basement. It was quite the large space, recently renovated to serve as a BDSM dungeon whenever she was feeling horny, which meant pretty much every hour of every single day. An elongated finger called out to her newest prey, next-door neighbor Jimmy Lance.
Jimmy was a typical suburban forties loner, virgin in sign and body who used religion as an excuse to either avoid contact with women or treat them unfairly. Rumor had reached its ears about Rachel’s newest and strange predilections, and he had done what any good old creep was supposed to do: walk right inside her house, leather-bound Bible looking for an explanation. Encountering her in full vixen mode was not part of the plan, though.
“Come closer, pet.” She cooed. “Now, is not the time to be shy or scared. You’ve got nothing to fear from me. I’m here to give you the ride of your life and make your dreams come true, no matter how kinky and twisted they are. I can handle strange stuff just fine, but the real question is: can you handle me?”
Jimmy stared at her, jaw dropped, mental processes warped by the realization that it was all true. Rachel, one of the kindest souls he had ever had the pleasure of meeting, was a hellish deviant in disguise.
“So it is true…” He mumbled.
“Shh, don’t talk. Closer… closer… Hmm, yes, I think that spot will do perfectly. Just stay there for a few seconds, simply thinking of what’s coming. Gaze at my skin-tight outfit that’s so deliciously arousing. Don’t you just love seeing a pretty woman like me dressed this way?”
“Well, not exactly…”
“Liar. People like you are always the dirtiest ones. Don’t deny it, Jimmy. I know you want me, but what are the consequences of such desire? Does seeing me like this make you weak all around? Maybe it renders you speechless, in a state of suspension of breath and denial of thought. Uncontrolled libido can do that, and you have no idea how horny I get when I see others relinquishing all thoughts of self-discipline and self-preservation in favor of the mindless bliss I can give them. Let me take you there… to that threshold where a whispered command upon one’s ear is the ultimate definition of perfection. True freedom is only obtained at the end of the path to surrender. In my excess, you shall find wisdom and joyful fruition. Let us feast together.”
“It’s not late for you to repent.” He said, opening the book as if it had the power to exorcise fetish demons from pure minds. “Come with me, Rachel, and let me deliver you from this foolishness.”
“I’d much rather deliver you from that stick up your ass… and then have one of mine there, instead. Crawl to me and let that arousal you can no longer hold back slowly collar your mind.”
Jimmy laughed. It wasn’t a normal laugh, a healthy display of satisfaction but a twisted prelude to an even more twisted sacrifice. He would save her whether she wanted to be saved or not, just like he had saved his sister, his mother, and so many others whose names and faces were only an indistinct blur now. The Good Book would attest to the righteousness of his claims, and the switchblade hiding in the back pocket of his tweed pants would do the rest if needed.
Rachel crossed her legs and drew a pendant from under the sofa’s seat. His intents were clear but so was her resolve.
“Let’s play then.”
A mind dropped into perpetual oblivion before the clock struck eight. No one heard it scream.
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