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Torturing Tanya

Part 7

Torturing Tanya (Part Seven)

by Paul Mellette

*****

As State Police Sergeant Paco Ruiz pressed the off button on his cell phone, he
thought back to the recent months. Vonnie and Mel had been under surveillance
for their suspected involvement in the local drug trade. Mel had a record as
long as his arm ranging from arrests for assault and battery to rape to
attempted murder. He'd done two stretches in prison and each time came out worse
than when he went in.

Vonnie had always gravitated toward men of such reputation. Like Mel's prison
record, each time she left a relationship, she dove deep into one that was
worse. Paco feared the worst; Mel was a very sick man and was quite capable of
damn near anything. Vonnie was relatively harmless on her own, but would do
whatever Mel wanted.

The case file showed that one of Vonnie's frequent visitors was Dave. In fact,
on nights that there had been round-the-clock surveillance, reports showed him
staying all night. This relationship had already been of great concern to Ruiz.
He knew Tanya primarily through Dave, but he knew of her from many other people.
He was amazed that Dave had managed to land such a high caliber woman and was
even more astounded that he had kept her all this time. He had no doubt that it
was due to her commitment rather than his.

Wade's father was weak. Paco had known that even as a very young man when he and
Dave had worked the rodeo circuit together. He was physically strong enough, but
he had never been able to break free of his mother and had always sought another
woman to take her place. Paco admired Tanya because she had always tried to
nudge Dave gently to use his own wings... to be his own man... but Paco had seen
too many times where his one-time friend had betrayed his loving wife in the
arms of a woman who would, for a while, be the strong kind of mother-figure he
required.

Paco had often wished that he had met Tanya first. He had failed in two
marriages; three if you count being widowed once. He had longed for a woman who
would as devoted and as beautiful as Dave's wife had been... and as he recalled
from the last time he had seen her... still was...

If Dave had fallen under Vonnie's spell... and Vonnie was definitely under
Mel's... it was potential disaster for Tanya. Paco resisted the urge to use the
light and siren, but he drove like a bat out of hell to get to his meeting with
Wade.

*****

Tanya began to stir again on the bed. Her eyes fluttered open and she
momentarily focused on the sight of Vonnie hugging Mel and burying her face
against his chest. Then she noticed the form on the floor and looked for the
first time on the twisted body of her husband. She was too numbed by the night's
experience to feel anything in the way of emotions. He had tried to have her
killed; this was an intellectual knowledge, but the emotion of it would not hit
her for some time... if she managed to live long enough to feel anything about
it at all...

It had been obvious from the drastic change in his manner and personality that
Dave's soul had died a long time before. Now, as he lay crumpled on the floor,
it was obvious that his body had finally caught up. Tanya looked at the vacant
eyes, glazed over in death. She saw the slightly agape mouth that had once upon
a time spoken of a hopeful future and of love.

In recent years he had stopped telling her he loved her. She had finally
realized that he didn't say it because it was no longer true. This was back in a
time when things like the truth still mattered to him. Then he crossed another
line and suddenly nothing mattered that had been essential to him before. He had
literally become a new man... or maybe some would say a possessed man.

Whatever the reasons for the changes, Tanya could feel nothing for him at the
moment. Nothing. Not pain, not sorrow, not joy, not revulsion. He was dead; it
was just a fact... just like it was a fact, she feared, that she would be soon
as well...

*****

Vonnie tried to contain her anger. She knew that Mel was a dangerous man but she
also knew that she was pissed off... extremely... This whole little adventure
had been to give them a measure of respectability. Kill the wife, marry the
husband... kill the husband and inherit the property... marry Mel and live
happily ever after.

Of course, living happily ever after with a psychopathic killer was a tall
order. But Vonnie had thought she could contain him by timing when and where the
evil was released. Using it as a tool and joining him in his adventures was very
stimulating to her... but it also gave her the idea of controlling Mel... and
guiding him to something that he might have never considered... a lifetime
relationship with one woman... Vonnie had sought to be that woman, but it looked
like it was crumbling all around her.

In her own dark little mind, Vonnie blamed Tanya. If Mel hadn't gotten so
infatuated with her... if she hadn't been so god damned beautiful with her firm
ass and sexy feet... and whatever the hell else he might not have mentioned
yet... and so Vonnie began to calculate the best way to have revenge on both of
them...

*****

"OK," Mel said, "she's awake again... and I need to finish what I've started."

"I know," Vonnie whispered, "but would you do something first?"

"Fuck!" Mel shouted, "what now?"

"Baby," Vonnie said soothingly as she rubbed over his heart with her palm,
"please. Take Dave's body outside... stuff him in his truck or something... it's
freaking me out having him sort of watching us..."

"Jesus Christ," Mel muttered as he grabbed Dave's body and dumped it across his
shoulder and began to carry him through the house and toward his truck.

*****

Tanya watched her husband's body being hauled away like so much garbage. She
didn't make a sound or move a muscle. It was beyond her at this moment to feel
anything. But the bound woman did notice something that chilled her to the soul
once again... the look in Vonnie's eyes as she looked at her while Mel walked
away...

*****

Vonnie looked at her captive and knew that she had just a few short minutes
before Mel would be back. If she had any chance of paying Mel back for ruining
her plan, it was now. She turned away and walked quickly into the bathroom and
returned with the wet washcloth that she had used to wipe her face just moments
earlier.

"You know Tanya," she said, "in another time and in another place, we might have
been friends. But it wasn't to be. But look at the bright side, I'm going to
kill you... and it's going to hurt... but I'm going to spare you your
clitoris... you get to die whole..."

And she lay the wet washcloth across Tanya's exposed pussy... and hurriedly
unwrapped the strands of copper from her toes. Vonnie smiled a very evil smile
as she flipped the dial on Mel's little box and moved the bare copper nearer to
her target...

*****

Wade parked in the parking lot of the convenience store. It was still a few
minutes to his Dad's house and he didn't know what he'd find there; if anything.
But it had surprised him just how eager Paco had been to accompany him. And it
scared him a little too. He had expected to be told to not worry, but instead it
was like he was being protected... and he only hoped it wasn't too late to
protect his mother and sister...

*****

The copper wires brushed quickly across the wet cloth and sent waves of pain and
horror through Tanya. She had thought that Mel's devious torture of her by
attaching the cords to her feet was cruel... but for all the wonder that she had
felt at Vonnie's guiding her to orgasm just a short time before, she now felt
the cold and sheer terror of the pain that this woman knew how to deliver as
well...

Tanya's body jerked violently against her bonds and she squealed loudly and
strongly into her gag. She knew that the end had arrived because it was obvious
that Mel was coming back in momentarily...

Vonnie wanted to inflict a little pain, but also wanted to mask what she had
done. She knew that by spreading the area of torture out by use of the wet cloth
in this manner, she might be able to both torture Tanya and also kill her
quickly without Mel suspecting anything. If she played her cards right, she
could hit Tanya with a few more quick jolts and then leave the wires there for
several seconds... long enough for the current to shut down her heart... and
leave her there, dead, for Mel to play with... Snuffing Tanya and depriving Mel
just as he had deprived her. Vonnie smiled at the thought of being in control...
of beating Mel at his own game...

But Mel moved quietly for a big man. And he was not stupid. He had not been
totally convinced of Vonnie's need to get Dave's body away from her. He had
simply dumped the carcass outside and walked quickly and silently back to the
bedroom.

Vonnie was so lost in the moment that it never occurred to her that she might
have miscalculated the time factor. Tanya was writhing and in too much pain to
have warned Vonnie, even if she had realized what was happening and had been
inclined to issue that warning.

Without the warning, Vonnie was not to know what hit her...

Mel towered over her as he stood behind her, his huge arm raised high in the
air. When his club-like fist struck Vonnie's skull, she dropped like a rock onto
the bed and across Tanya's secured left leg. The cord that she had menaced Tanya
with fell next to her on the mattress. Tanya's eyes watched the cord in terror
as it lay so near to her... to both of them... like a venomous snake ready to
strike either at the first sign of movement...

The big man grabbed the cord and jerked it from the outlet. He stood over the
bed and smiled at Tanya.

"Well," he said, "it appears that I've been betrayed too... and since I killed
the one who betrayed you... it seems only fair that I kill the one who betrayed
me..."

And with those words still hanging in the air, Mel grabbed Vonnie's unconscious
body and dragged her to the floor... and began to strip her of her clothing...
whistling a happy tune while he did... A fact that managed to raise the level of
fear that Tanya felt even higher than before...

*****

End Part Seven

(c) 2002 Paul Mellette

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