Page 95 of Love is Strange
Lisbet
He was rather clever gettingout of the cuffs. Who knew? I watched him from the sofa. We snickered quietly about it. His look of determination as he started to unwrap the tape was only topped by the look of surprise when I came up behind him and he realized he had been caught. Boy, being blind is a bitch I guess.
I will fix it so he won't get loose this time. I taped his arms to the arms of the chair. It's amazing how strong that grey tape is. As I was rummaging through the kitchen drawers to find what I needed next, I heard him moaning and groaning. Good. I wanted him awake for this next part.
I had been looking for a hammer but he didn't have one in the kitchen drawers. I found the next best thing, a meat mallet with spikes. He needed to know I was in charge now.
“Things have changed Joseph since you were in charge,” I said as I flattened out his right hand and slammed the mallet down as hard as I could. He screamed in agony. “Now who’s in charge?” I whispered in his ear.
I broke each finger with the mallet and moved on to the left hand. His shrieks of agony are music to my ears. I wonder if in his darkened world, there are tiny explosions of color as I bring him to the brink of the madness he inflicted on me. His eyes may never see me again, but his mind will never forget me.
His mangled hands were all crumpled up as he cried like a baby sitting in his own excrement. The smell was bothersome so I decided to clean up. I had been watching the maid and where she kept her supplies. I took a bucket and filled it with cold water and then dumped it over his head. He yelped like a little girl. I shrugged and took a sponge and scrubbed off what I could. I think he may have been in shock or something. I just needed to clean up. After scrubbing him I dumped another bucket on him and then proceeded to dry up the mess with towels first then the rest with the mop. He seemed to have passed out so I thought this was a good time for a shower. I went into his bedroom and took a nice long hot shower with Roger. We both felt better after a nice scrubbing.
I brought clothes with me to change into. It felt good to be clean. I wanted to finish this today so I could slip out and go home. I just wanted to sleep in my own bed.
He had his head up sitting there looking dejected.
“We could've been so good together. I was going to ask your parents if I could marry you.”
Was he really that stupid? Or did he think she was really that stupid?
“Why on earth would I marry someone like you?” I spat out.
“We have a connection Lisbet. Can't you feel it?”
“You humiliated and degraded me every time you got the chance. That is not a connection. That is just a sickness.”
“And you loved it. I have videos proving it.” He said triumphantly.
Did she? Did she love the abuse? She had always considered herself asexual because she simply wasn't interested in it. But he had made her orgasm. He even had animals make her orgasm. That thought alone did make her run and throw up violently in the trash can.
Joseph
I heardher getting sick and knew I was getting to her. My fucking hands hurt so bad but I needed to keep going.
“Don't be ashamed honey.” I cooed at her. “What turns people on and happens in the bedroom, should stay in the bedroom. You are so sexy Lisbet. I may be blind but I will always visualize my special girl.”
“I am not, and have never been your girl.” She screamed.
“Then why is your pussy wet?” I decided to push it further.
She slapped me across the face. Which only proved to me I was right in that assumption. I was the only man who could get her off and she knew it.
“Lisbet let me go and we won't tell anyone this happened. After all, we don't want you locked up again, do we?”
Hearing her sharp intake of breath, I knew I hit a nerve.
“We can start over. I will take care of you. You will need to help me until my hands heal, but I will teach you to be a good wife.” I ask being as reassuring as I could without screaming in agony. The bitch was going to bleed for doing this but she would beg me for it first.
I wasn’t sure what I was smelling at first but then a big whiff of gasoline hit my nose.
Celeste
My brother had ruinedmy life. He stole my virginity, tortured me into a sexual relationship with him, and then destroyed my marriage. After he made me give him head at my wedding, I couldn't sleep with my husband without having a panic attack. Jax tried to be understanding but when you can't consummate a marriage, is it really a marriage? He said he loved me but he needed someone who wasn't so frigid and he left me six months to the day after we married. Frankly, I'm surprised he held on that long.
I hate my brother with all my heart. He is the reason I will never be a mother. Can't procreate if you can't have sex so I bought a bull mastiff to fill the void of not having a child.. He is a good dog.
My brother is disgusting. And now that he is disabled, I am supposed to take care of him? No. That is why I came over. I finally broke down and started seeing a therapist after Jax left. She said I needed to come to terms with my relationship with Joseph and tell him it will not happen again. So that is what I am doing today. I brought my dog Shasta with me.
