Haunted by the Devil by Kinsley Kincaid

Author:Kinsley Kincaid [Kincaid, Kinsley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Rain

After the man, ‘number two’ had passed out, I went and pulled the car around to the back of the house. Elijah dragged him through the dark backyard and with my help, we threw him in the trunk.

We are home now in the garage.

I have never been out here before, it’s incredible. The floor is polished concrete, with drains throughout. The walls are lined with stainless cabinets, countertops and a sink. Bright fluorescent lights hung above us, with a metal chair in the middle of the space. A heavy partition has been pulled shut, closing the rest of the garage off to us, making this area seem like a smaller space within the home.

Once we arrived, we hauled number two out of the trunk where he was still passed out and placed him in the metal chair. His wrists are bound behind his back with a pair of handcuffs, and leather straps are latched around his ankles. I’m sure I could refer to him by his real name rather than number two, but his name doesn’t matter to me. His placement in my father’s cult does. He is number two. He enables him. He participates willingly. He has to fucking go.

“E, do we have to wait for him to wake up?” He is leaning against the countertop in the garage as I walk over to him, standing between his legs. His eyes linger on my face, from my lips to moving slowly up to my nose and then my eyes.

“Open the cabinet behind me. Grab the vegetable peeler hanging on the right side next to the meat tenderizer.”

Standing on my toes, I reach next to him, my body rubs against his. Opening the door I grab the item right where he said it would be. It is stainless, just like everything else in here.

Then he whispers in my ear, “Take the scissors on the trolly next to him, cut his sweater down the middle, all the way so he is exposed. Then use this to wake him up, little bat.”

I bit my lip, and I am giddy with excitement.

Before stepping back, I grind my pelvis against his. A game I can play as well. Last time, watching me, he couldn’t stop himself from fucking me, in the blood of our victim. This is no different, I can feel his hard cock pushing against his pants. This shit turns him on, and I am feeling as desperate as he is.

He doesn’t react.

Which only tortures me more.

Before stepping back, I nip his bottom lip and pull on it with my teeth. His decorated face remains neutral, letting me have my way with him.

I apply a little more pressure with my teeth, then let it go. He still doesn’t move but his eyes are slightly hooded. Pride erupts inside of me. But I don’t let him see it. I can play this game too. Instead, I turn around, brushing my ass against him then walk towards number two.

Placing the peeler on the trolly, I grab the pair of scissors.

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