Chapter 19
Nara unpacked slowly and methodically. Being a dominatrix was one of her better talents, and it had been too long since she’d practiced her art. The demon brute driver was instructed to keep the orphans quiet and away from her, by any means necessary. She relished her preparation as much as her performance. She undressed and smoothed her suit out on the ratty excuse for a blanket that covered Liza at night. Just walking into this place necessitated she dry clean the threads.
Next, she laid out her favorite S&M outfit. Tonight she felt like blood-red sequined pasties with black tassels. This, she paired with a black leather waspie with front lacing to cinch tightly around her waist and attach to her black-seamed stockings over her red lace G-string. Her favorite accessory was her killer stilettos due to the hidden roller drum with spikes on the underside. Heavy make-up applied with precision, hair gelled back, and a leather mask left Nara moist just looking at her reflection.
Then she pulled out her tools, everything from her leashes, whips, and medical toys to her flogs, crops, and sound kit.
This will be fun…
The door creaked open, and Nara found both her parties cuffed and gagged when she entered the dungeon, where flickering candles provided her only light. She knew Liza would be an absolute submissive receiving her punishment for disobedience to Abaddon. Shane was trickier.
Nara checked her syringe closely pushing the plunger a hair, to see a drop of heroin appear at the top of the syringe. Shane was muffled by the gag and trying to shake his head, but she proceeded to his cuffed arm and spotted the vein she wanted.
He went into oblivion mumbling a semblance of Calise’s name, which royally pissed her off. She thought of all the other angels who fell by her hand, all the men she used as pets then left to rot. She actually wanted Shane to feel something for her, and this damn human, Calise, was ruining everything.
“This is Calise, Shane. I hate you. There’s only one person for you. Her name is Nara. Say her name, Shane.”
She was just getting started. Walking over to her assortment of torture tools, she picked up the chain scourge. Liza stared back at her with wide eyes.
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Eight hours later, Shane was still moaning in pain and ecstasy. He was finally doing as he was told, repeating one word and one word only…
“Nara…Nara…Nara…”
Liza was shivering and crying after the physical and mental torture.
Nara glowed with perspiration and victory when she left the room.
Her work here was done except for one other thing. She walked upstairs, ate, then demanded one particular child be brought to her. The child Shane had abducted in San Jose. She wanted Shane to know the child was alive. Abused, neglected, and essentially destroyed, but alive.
Nara won.
Shane submitted to her willfully, and her will was that he kill Calise and Lucas.
Nara always won.