Natalie's Final Miniature
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A/N Obviously this story is not to some folks tastes and judging by the poor reviews maybe I'll stop posting more of it. I'd like to know where I'm going wrong though so I'll publish this chapter and see what happens.
Now they have to open the ominous cardboard box.
Chapter 4
"It came in five minutes ago, delivered by a UPS courier, he didn't know who it was from but I'd say we can assume it was Natalie. I can't open it Cath, I'm scared at what I might find, we can't do this again but it looks like we'll have to. I just need help in opening it."
"Ok Gil I understand, gloves on and we'll slit the seal and open it up and see what devious scheme she has planned this time."
Together they opened the box and what they saw made their blood run cold. This was going to be impossible, a real race against time. The model taken out of the box was of a boat, a cabin cruiser, listing to one side, in a sea of blue. It only meant one thing, Sara was on that boat, and it was sinking, or was going to be sunk with her trapped or locked inside. Knowing Sara she could get out provided she wasn't pinned, bound or unconscious. Being pinned under something in this scenario wasn't a serious option, water would most likely wake her up so being bound and trapped below the water line seemed most likely. The miniatures were like a lifeline, they were made, delivered or left almost as soon as the crime was enacted so they didn't have much time, my the same token Grissom had worked out that the only body of water close enough for the timeline was Lake Mead.
"Jim I need a rapid helicopter search on Lake Mead, board and check any cabin cruiser and look for any sign of one listing, Sara is trapped on one."
"It's called the Bloody Mary Gil," yelled Catherine after examining under a magnifying lens.
"Did you get that Jim?"
"Yep Gil, the Bloody Mary, I'll get everyone onto it, even the lake patrol and park rangers and the civilians from the marina."
'God let her be alright, please keep her safe for me.'
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Sara woke up in the trunk of the car and had an acute sense of déjà vu, only this time it wouldn't be so easy, Natalie hadn't used zip ties, and she didn't have a taser barb embedded into her jacket that she could use. She felt zip ties around her ankles and knees and Sofia's handcuffs on her wrists. This time she could see no way out, the heat in the trunk was oppressive and breathing was difficult, she still felt the fentanyl in her system. She had no strength, no way of moving, any movement was limited by her bonds in any case, she just had to keep an eye out for an opening but with blurring vision, her lack of fluids, blood loss from her arm, she was a mess.
'Remember I'll always love you Gil, if I don't come through this I hope you can sense this, you are my one and only love.'
The car finally stopped and the trunk opened, Sara could breathe again thankfully, however all she could see was Natalie staring down at her, venom evident in her eyes. Due to her periods in the gymnasium her body strength was more than Sara had even anticipated. Natalie lifted Sara out of the trunk with ease and threw her bound form roughly onto the ground.
"I'm not going to be so merciful this time around Sara, sure I left a miniature for Grissom but his time frame is exceptionally small, it's also a red herring, something I've never done before. I've never given him cause to doubt me before so why should he start now? I daresay those cuffs are a little uncomfortable by now, well that's too bad, but I'll be a sport."
Natalie produced a large knife and slit the zip ties on Sara's ankles and knees then calmly told her about the new miniature of the boat on the lake.
"Not only will it sink Sara, with you supposedly on board, but it will also explode once the water laps at the gunnels. You will ceased to have existed, Grissom will think you are dead and my triumph complete, even though you will still be alive for as long as I see fit, but you won't be comfortable. You will be broken into tiny pieces, day by day, but now I'll let the fun begin. We are going to pay a visit to another of Grissom's friends, say one word out of place and I'll shoot her on the spot, then shoot you."
Sara realized suddenly where they were, she'd been here before when investigating a murder. It was Lady Heather's house. Natalie knocked and stood to one side of the door out of sight, only Sara visible from the peep hole, Heather opened the door with a smile.
"Hello Sara, how can I be of assistance to LVPD or yourself this evening."
Suddenly Heather found herself staring down the muzzle of a rifle and looked visibly shocked, a realization that she was no longer in control in her own domain.
"Sorry Heather, this wasn't my idea at all, it was hers."
Heather noticed for the first time that Sara's hands were restrained behind her and had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that this would not end well.
"Ok Lady, anyone else in this house now? Have all your patrons left and staff?"
"And who might you be young lady, and it's Lady Heather to you but yes this house is now empty apart from us."
"My name is of no importance but I know you are another flame of Grissom and so you will be punished as well, now walk slowly ahead and down to your main dungeon, hands on your head or risk getting it blown off." Natalie was getting tired and irritated at this haughty Dominatrix, and there was only one thing that would break a Dominatrix, loss of power and forced submission.
Being given permission to open the door, Lady Heather led the way into her main dungeon, the walls strewn with chains, crosses, whips and other assorted items of restraint.
"Since you so desire to be addressed properly, Lady Heather, you will please strip naked, and don't make me ask twice, once that is done I will give you another task to perform. The length of your life depends on how quickly you obey and how well you do what I instruct, is that clear?"
"As you wish, and you have to be Natalie. Pity really, you have such a good power of command, you would have made a good Dominatrix if you had put your mind to it instead of murder."
Sara was wondering if anything ever fazed Heather, she was so calm on the outside, but she could see the discomfort in her eyes at being stripped of her dignity in such a fashion. Heather obeyed Natalie quickly and was soon standing naked in front of the others and Sara could detect a slight tremble in her limbs.
"Here is the key to Sara's handcuffs, you will now chain her tightly with her hands above her head, and I do mean with no slack and use padlocks." Heather hesitated at this command, not that she couldn't do it, but wouldn't without permission of the other party, she simply couldn't do it.
"Heather, it's ok, do as she says, don't make it any worse for yourself, please, " replied Sara, instantly seeing the meaning behind the hesitation.
Heather had no choice, but had permission so she expertly chained Sara's wrists above her head and locked the manacles closed, and felt sick at doing it.
"Well done Heather, you just may have saved your own life, now place those handcuffs on your own wrists and fasten them behind your back, after you give me the key. Then I can take it from there."
A/N Enter Lady Heather and now she's not overly happy. What does Natalie have in mind for the two of them? Should I continue the story?
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