Torturing Tanya (Part Five)
by Paul Mellette
The stark terror of Vonnie's disclosure about Mel's most disturbing desire
threatened to overwhelm Tanya's mind. She struggled to control the fear that
struggled back to overpower her. She knew that all looked hopeless, but to give
in to the fear and to lose any hope was the wrong thing to do. She had to keep
her wits about her... on the off chance that an opportunity for escape presented
itself...
Still, the words had had their desired effect for Vonnie. She watched as Tanya
looked at her; eyes wide with fear and dread. And Vonnie savored the way she
struggled to close her legs; to protect her oh-so-available pussy from Big Mel.
And the most delicious sight of all was the way that Tanya involuntarily
shivered when Big Mel moved toward her.
"What did you whisper to her?" Dave asked Vonnie as Mel began to fumble around
with the contents of his "tool-box."
"Nothing important," Vonnie winked, "just a little something to add to the
drama."
"I'm not sure I'm totally comfortable with this," Dave said.
"Baby," Vonnie said as she looked at him sternly, "we're too far down the path
to turn back now."
"I just need to think," he complained, "it's all happening so fast."
"Good idea," Vonnie said, "why don't you go make sure that Wendy's still
sleeping comfortably; take a few minutes to get your head together."
"Yeah," he agreed, "I should check on Wendy."
*****
As Dave left the room, Mel walked close to Vonnie. Tanya watched each and every
movement of the big man. She had thought she was afraid before Vonnie had given
her the little revelation about Mel's penchant for female circumcision. But she
realized that she had never felt such an icy terror as thinking that this
monster's knives would be depriving her of the one thing that she had been able
to count on for pleasure for her entire life... it was more than she could
bear...
"Jesus, what a fuckin' loser," Mel complained to Vonnie.
"Yeah," Vonnie agreed, "he is pretty pathetic, ain't he?"
"I can't believe you even let him touch you!"
"Hey," Vonnie said as she planted a wet kiss on the big man's mouth, "I do it
all for you."
"Well," Mel said as he reached around and squeezed Vonnie's ass, "I gotta admit;
this babe is worth the effort. I wish I could keep her around for a while."
"Don't get too attached," Vonnie chided him, "she's insulted me and you know how
I hate that. I want to see you hurt her and I want to watch when you kill her."
*****
Wade punched the phone's redial button again. He'd done so every five minutes
since his first call and he was getting agitated. He knew that his mother kept
her word. He had once felt the same way about his father, but in recent months
it seemed as if Dave had become more estranged from the truth than he had from
Tanya.
The young man slipped on a denim jacket and pulled on his boots. He grabbed keys
to his Chevy S-10 and pulled his cell phone from it's charger. Slamming the door
behind him, he climbed behind the steering wheel and turned the key in it's
ignition. Even as he drove from the driveway, he was pressing redial again on
his phone.
*****
Mel knelt at the foot of the bed. Tanya strained against her bonds to hold her
head as far up off the bed as possible in an effort to see what the big man was
up to. She was startled when he grasped her foot and began wiping it with a
cloth. At first she thought it was some kind of ritualistic foot washing; maybe
the weirdo had a foot fetish too. But then she realized that it wasn't water but
rather some kind of cold and clammy gel-like substance.
Mel looked at her as she tried to suddenly act disinterested. He laughed out
loud and moved to her other foot and repeated the process.
"I know you're wonderin' baby," he said, "don't try to act like you're not."
Tanya let herself fall back onto the bed. It was the closest thing to protest
that she could launch. If she looked less than interested, she suddenly thought,
maybe... just maybe... this lunatic might lose interest in her...
"See I know you think I'm washing your feet," Mel chuckled, "but this is not to
pamper you... it's to prepare you..."
As Mel busied himself with his bag, on the floor and out of her view, Tanya felt
her heartbeat increasing. She hated herself for not being able to control her
emotions, as if this was some everyday situation that she could just decide to
not let bother her.
But when she felt something being wrapped around her toes, she had to look
again. What she saw send another wave of fear-induced tremors through her body.
Mel was wrapping bare copper wire around each of her toes. Several strands from
a large cord were securely tied; more around the big toe and a smaller amount
around each of the others. Mel looked up again and smiled.
"Yeah," he said, "There ain't nothing like a little electrical torture."
And Tanya found herself unable to contain her pleading; even though she knew her
words were totally unintelligible behind the gag.
*****
Dave sat on the edge of his daughter's bed. She had not moved from the spot
since he had put her there a couple of hours before. So much had happened in so
short a time. He gently brushed the hair from her face as he thought of the day
she was born. For all the shit that had gone down... for how much he hated Tanya
now... she had delivered him three wonderful children. Wendy was the apple of
his eye; but these past several months had even driven them apart. He shook his
head sadly at the thought; but then wiped it from his mind.
Even though he was having trouble participating, he was glad for what was
happening to his wife. He cursed himself for not being man enough to do it
himself. But tomorrow would be a new day... and with Tanya's "disappearance",
his daughter would need him again. And maybe, he thought, they could find a way
back to the special relationship they had enjoyed in happier times
*****
"What are you doing?" Vonnie asked Mel as he finished tying the copper strands
to Tanya's toes.
"Having a little fun, why?"
"You don't do feet," Vonnie pointed out, "You never do feet."
"Oh, that," Mel chuckled.
"Yeah, that."
"Well, our girl here has such cute tootsies; you know, it wouldn't hurt you to
polish yours and pamper them some..."
"Oh?" Vonnie steamed, "Anything else about this bitch that you prefer to me?"
"Hey, don't get all stirred up," Mel chuckled.
"Don't tell me to not get stirred up you freak," Vonnie shouted.
"Hey, who you callin' a freak?"
"I... I'm sorry," Vonnie said as Mel stood to his feet, "I just don't like you
thinking about somebody else..."
"Yeah, well you know what?" Mel said sarcastically, "Her ass is firmer and
sweeter than yours too."
And with that comment, her face red with anger and tears in her eyes, Vonnie
spun and marched into the bathroom; slamming the door behind her.
*****
Tanya watched in silence as her captors bickered between themselves. Was it...
could it be... the beginning of a chance for her? She didn't dare not to hope
so, but she could hardly believe that she might actually survive the night. She
closed her eyes and silently prayed that a miracle might indeed happen. She
thought of the man she loved, so far away from her and wished he was there. She
felt a great sadness that they might not get to make their exquisite brand of
love again. And even if she survived with her life, but Mel did his circumcision
on her first... sex would never again be the fulfilling thing it had been
between them...
Mel interrupted Tanya's thoughts as he began to regale her with the details of
his electronic device.
"This is so cool," he smiled as he held the metal box in his hand. He suddenly
seemed like a boy... a large and ugly boy to be sure... but a boy who had just
gotten a new toy.
She could see that the cord that was attached to her feet ran into the box and
another cord ran across the floor and into a wall socket. The box had a switch
on the top; simple and black. No frills but as Mel explained it, the simplicity
added a new dimension to the terror.
"You see, I can control the amount of juice with the flick of the switch," Mel
chuckled again, "six levels from mild shock to full, fry-your-sweet-ass, force!"
Tanya closed her eyes again... hoping that just maybe when she opened them,
she'd be home alone in her bed... that all this would be a bad dream...
"And of course we're starting with your feet, but I can light up any part of you
I choose to..." Mel taunted her.
And with that, he moved his hand to the switch and Tanya felt the horrifying
tingle of electricity as it left the cord at her toes and was spread across the
gel that had saturated her feet.
As Dave returned to the room, he witnessed his wife writhing wildly on the bed,
pulling desperately at her bonds; her feet flexing and arching and jerking
spasmodically against the electrical charge.
"Your hot little wife sure can dance Dave," Mel laughed maniacally, "and I
haven't even hit level one yet..."
*****
End Part Five
(c) 2002 Paul Mellette
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