Page 70 of Savage Keepsakes

When I arrive in our town, I notice he glances around.

“Don’t got any. My father left when I was young, and my mother passed a few years ago. Heidi didn’t have any family till she found me, right, baby?” He moves his conversation to her and grasps her hand. She lifts her head, yawning.

We pull into the driveway, the gravel crunching under the tires. I head straight to the barn before stepping out and popping the trunk for the crowbar.

I do a double-take when Heidi comes out first. She stalks towards me, yelling and jabbing her finger into my chest.

“This isn’t where we live. You’re a fucking sicko, aren’t you? Want a turn with me?”

I swing the bar across her shins, and she screams bloody murder before falling to the ground.

“I wouldn’t fuck you with a ten-foot pole. Maybe his dick, though.”

I arch an eyebrow and wait for him to climb his sorry ass out of my car. “You’re far too stuck-up for me. Bet you think your shit doesn’t stink, right?”

She glares at me, and when Ryder gets out and sees her, he stoops to grip her hands.

“Right on time, bucko,” I say with an evil grin.

With a single, forceful stride, I swing across his lower back, causing him to crash down onto her.

After putting away the crowbar, I crack my neck to relieve the tension before grasping her broken shins and pulling her toward the barn.

Once she is bound to the table and her mouth is sealed with a gag, I proceed to the car. It’s then that I spot him, struggling to stand up.

“Where’s Heidi?” He certainly doesn’t realize that she isn’t very concerned about him.

“In here. Let’s go check on her.”

He nods and follows me into the outbuilding. Fucking lunatic.

As soon as we reach the main hallway, I give him a sharp jab in the ribs, causing him to stumble towards the open stall door. I kick him onto the blood- and urine-soaked dirt and lock the door, then select a CD and turn up themusic. I continue down to the supply room and grab everything I need.

With my silver mask on, I enter the killing room. Tears leak out of the corners of her eyes, and a smile turns my lips up at the sight. I set down my tools and grab the scissors, cutting off this god-awful orangey-red dress.

Her softness is appreciated. I’m thankful I gagged her, because she’s already screaming.

A loud banging sound fills the air. I turn around to see him pounding his fists against the stall door.

“Looks like I’ll have to subdue him.”

I glide the cutting tool over her stomach before removing her bra and panties. Arching an eyebrow, I grab the sharpened sounding rod from before, slipping it into my back pocket. I walk out to the hall and cross to the stall.

“Heya buddy.”

“Where’s Heidi? What’re you doing to her?” His eyes are frantic as I advance on him. Pinning his body against the wall, I wiggle down the chain and latch his wrists. “What’re you doing?”

I cut off his jeans and boxers. His shrivelled-up dick might be the reason for the stick up her ass.

I grab him by the base and pull the bloody sounding rod covered in dried blood, then insert it into his piss hole. The shrill screams that emit from him hurt my ears.

“I’m not attracted to masks, but if it means we can go, then I guess I’ll do that,” he whimpers.

I’ve heard of golden retriever energy, but this guy is just a bitch.

“Not for me, tough guy, but keep those thoughts up.”

After sliding the lock across the door, I leave him with his dreams and move back to her. She glares at me when I enter.

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