I pull it out quickly, tossing it behind me. It clatters across the floor until it finally stops somewhere in the darkness.
Sweet Victoria seems confused when I start to unlock the cuffs. I then move to remove the rope at her ankles.
Once they are removed, she peels herself back from me, pushing herself as far to the other end of the table as possible. She whines as her hands fumble with her panties, trying to pull them back into place over the fresh wound in her meaty leg.
A few tears drift down her face, but I’m sure the adrenaline pumping through her veins is lessening the pain she feels right now.
My eyes leave her face and travel down between her legs.
Her panties are soaked through with our combined juices. She tries to clench her thighs together, but I see everything.
I take a step back, watching.
After a moment of looking at the mess I made inside of her, I release a quiet, crooked laugh.
I tilt my head, studying her.
DoesVickywant to play a little game?
Dollface does.
Oh, yes.I do indeed.
“Are you ready to leave this place behind? Here’s your chance.”
I walk over to the door and swing it open.
“There’s a surprise waiting for you.”
She crawls off of the table, whining with every movement.
She takes one more look at me and then bolts past me through the door, limping as she does.
I drag in her scent as she slips past me, “You’re safe from me,” I say quietly, a low hum threading through the words.
A few seconds tick by.
Tick, tick, tick.
“Doesn’t mean you’re safe from what’s waiting for you.”
10
Victoria
My leg is on fire. Every step sends a sharp, brutal pulse straight through me. It’s a reminder of what he did to me.
Like I could ever forget.
My movement is a fucked up mix between limping and running. I’m basically just dragging myself forward.
I worry if I slow down for even a second, he’ll be right there again.
Right behind me. Treating me like prey.
I force myself toward the staircase door, vision beginning to blur at the edges.
Maybe it’s unlocked now.
