Part Four
{{Dr. Heiter}}
-she barely slept at all that night...
...the eyeballs in her head were pounding and throbbing wildly...
she tried to bring up a hand to rub them, but she had forgotten she was strapped down onto the bed, down in his cellar.
It was so cold. So very cold.
she could feel the coldness of the room crawl up her legs...up her thighs and between her legs, where only rested were a pair of white panties. The cool breeze was nothing, but gave her many chills. Nothing but them and a white hospital gown. She was scared!
So she screamed!
"AH!HELP ME!"she screamed as hard as her lungs would let her without giving up, and choking up on her own blood from how raw her throat was becoming.
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Nothing happened.
"Ugh!"out of the blue, a gut-churning pain hit her hard in her lower abdomen. She thought nothing much of it, after it went away. "No screaming!"he returned in his white surgeon gown, with a scapel in a hand.
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Lindsay tossed, and fussed.
"P-please."she cried, trying to pull herself free, but she knew these restraints were much stronger than she was.
The doctor looked at her, and brought a hand across her face.
"I won't hurt you."he told her in a soft voice, putting the bloody weapon back into his pocket, and began to free her. Lindsay's tears stopped suddenly, and her heart beat slowed down. She sighed, but while doing so, she let out a low breath, and that pain came back and hit her abdomen so hard...she felt like screaming!
-but she knew this pain. And she begged god for it not to happen to her. Not now.
-at that instant, it happened. It was a rush...she was menstruating.
her cheeks burned red, and once her hands were free, she covered the gown between her legs, and begged him for the bathroom. "Yes...I will show you!"he knew what she was going through right now, and put a boney hand around her forearm, that had many bruises.
She ignored the pain, more ashamed of the incident that happened a few seconds ago more than the pain as he helped her up the cellar stairs.
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His grasp was tight, but not too tight.
-the man gave her another tour of the lovely home. Not on purpose; accidentally seeing that his bathroom was a bit far from the rest of his rooms in this very large home, finally making it into the bathroom. She gasped at what she saw.
this demented man had a beautiful home...even his bathroom; master bathroom was covered in beauty, with pearly white porceiling and head-less marble statues.
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he stared at her, and she felt it come again. The cramps that tore her gut...and dripped onto her hands and fingers that tried to stop it.
"Get clean. I will be waiting for you."he stood there so seriously, his hands behind his back, and those unholy eyes of his watching her hard, from the doorway. The girl didn't dare look behind her so put her one hand on the door and shut it with a click.
She locked it, once finding the lock, and backed up into it, sliding down, crying, with blood thickning around her hands."Please god. Let me go..."she began to somewhat pray. The best way she knew how with her eyes shut and her hands in the correct position; the blood was still coming.
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While Lindsay in the bathroom...
...Dr. Heiter strolled through the house, pacing back and forth before he flipped!
He cursed many times in German:
-she could hear him, but her crying helped tone them out...
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-he had to finish with Jenn.
she was outside, a collar around her neck like a dog, pulling on the leash that held her down.
She was gagged, and badly beaten to her end-wits.
...hmph!"
she muffled under the gag, blood dripping from her bottom lip.
he stepped outside, in the back, and found her, pulling again on the leash struggling to breathe.
Her hospital gown was wet, and dirty, from her struggling and failure to get free."Wie wir heute sind?"(How are we today?)the German asked, bending to a knee, and looking her straight on;
the frightened Jenn turned away.
"Mhmuhm...!"the curly red-head's voice sounded terribly muffled; even more than it was before...as she sat on her butt, holding her knees to her chest. The creepy man hissed behind his lips, and shot up.
-I will take the gag out if you can listen to me?"he told her, getting back onto his knees, and grabbing her hands.
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Jenn looked at his hands; and then her eyes flew back up at his.
she nodded her head vigorously, until she came to a stop: He huffed, and came in closer, close enough to remove that rag from her mouth.
as her mouth opened, he pulled the rag out slowly, watching the fear and anger build up in her blues; that's when he knew he was wrong for letting her free!
he stood up fast, slamming the rag back inside, and raising his hand!
"Gott verdammt!"(God Damnit!)he slapped her hard across the face.
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she was his worst one.
-she was disobedient!-it was totally impossible to dicipline her without causing terrible pain; and that's what he gave her. The only job left for him to do with her, was kill her!