“Yes.”
“Do you think this is a game, wife?” he snarled.
“I don’t know, husband. Do you?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” He stood, and I forced myself to my own feet, wobbling only slightly.
“That night with the mushrooms. I thought I was having sex with you, but there was someone else there. You let them touch me, knowing I couldn’t tell the difference.”His eyebrows jumped with surprise, and then he snickered.
“Yeah? And you liked it either way.”
“That’s not the point. Who was it? Who is your partner in crime?”
“What makes you so damn positive there was someone there? You were hallucinating.”
“I know what I heard.” We were at a stand-off, with me leaning against my bed, trying to stay standing.Constantine spun around and stormed out of the room. I rested back on the bed and when he returned, he yanked my legs up.Constantine wrapped something cool and thick around my bandaged ankle and tightened it. He dropped it, and I let out a sharp cry.
“I have to go do some stuff, and if you’re going to be a tease and not tell me whose cock was inside you last, then you’re going to stay here in this room until I return.” He pulled out a thick cord from behind his back and quickly tied it to the leather band on my ankle.
“What?” I cried out, trying to kick him away.
“There’s enough length for you to go to the bathroom. Have fun.”He stormed out and I tried to follow him. I watched the cord grow tighter the farther from the bed I got until I reached the hall, made it to the bathroom, and saw he was right. I could sit down on the toilet and not another foot.
“Constantine!” I screamed. “You’re a bastard.” I snarled from my bedroom door. “What am I supposed to do all day?”
“I had bought you something fun for us both to play with, but now that I have someone’s ass to find and kick for fucking my wife, why don’t you just play with it yourself? Make a movie for me or something.” He started down the stairs.
“What are you talking about?”
“There’s a webcam that goes just to my phone. I think you can figure it out.”The front door opened and slammed, and I returned to my room with a huff. I looked around for what he was talking about and sat the small ball camera at the end of my bed.
What gift was he talking about? I reached under the bed and pulled out a long silver-wrapped box. When I unwrapped it, I looked up at the camera as my face flushed with mortification.
“I can’t—What are you expecting?” I asked aloud as I pulled out the dildo that looked extremely life-like. I knew exactly what he wanted. I stared hard at the camera, and I thought about his words. That the feed went right to his phone alone. The idea of him watching me pleasure myself was…
Could I do it?
Rule 51 - Constantine
Make sure everyone is punished.
Ihad to tug on my jeans and adjust before getting into my car and taking off, leaving Eisley to ponder her next move.She was a fucking brat.
And it made me so horny.
I sped away, glancing at the passenger’s side seat, where my dad’s scripture sat, weathered and worn. This was the only copy not in the hands of law enforcement. He’d buried it in the coffin meant to hold my dead mother’s corpse. Instead, he disposed of her some other way and tossed a fuckton of gold bars, some legal papers, and this, inside and buried it for me to find after his death.
I parked and strode into the woods. To not be seen by police or anyone else trying to keep people out of the murder scene, I had to walk from the back, which was almost a full extra mile.Backpack on and knife and mask in my hand, just in case I came upon someone, I walked through the mangled forest until finally, I reached the Church. I gave one good look around and dipped inside.
Heading right downstairs, I found the lanterns lit already. I tightened my grip on my knife and stepped into the room.The figure turned, and I saw an all too familiar face. I dropped the knife and stormed over to him, snatching him up by the shirt.
“You think you’re fucking funny?” I shoved Kansas against the stone wall.
“What?” A smile slid onto his face.
“You just couldn’t wait to stick your cock in her, could you?”
“Oh, did she tell you?”
