Chapter 2:You belong with me
His head fell into his arms. He could remember her body falling. It was like a nightmare. How could he let her go. His butler comforted him as he blamed himself.
" I see I can't help you Master Roger. So, go after her."
" She could be anywhere."
" I know but you have no other choice, I know she can survive but there some things she cant escape, especially after telling you how she felt she is very vulnerable, anybody can take advantage." He looked at Norman assurance was in eyes. "I will be there if you need me master Roger. But now you need to go and get her."
The figure came into the light of the lamp. Golden blond hair and dark eyes came into view. "What do you want Beck."
" Look Dorothy I know you can kill me here and now because you're stronger than me but why would I approach if I knew you could kill me." His white teeth showed as he spoke. That did make sense, so he was here for a special reason. "What do you want?"
" You." He approached her and pinned her to the wall. His body held her tight she was about to struggle when he planted his lips on her. She felt disgusted, as he tasted her. She felt his fingers crawl up her leg up her dress. She stayed still not knowing how to react. His finger crawled into her underwear entering her. She jumped in pleasure, he moved down to her neck placing long wet kisses. His other hand moved up touching her hair placing something on her headband. She blinked; everything went blank in her mind. Pleasure seeped through her body as one name repeated in her head BECK.
He pulled out his gun and closed on them. Who knew what he did to her. With one swing he hit him in the head. He moved aside screaming in pain.
" Dorothy, are you ok?" A blank stare. " It's me Roger." His arms reached out to embrace her. She grabbed his arms and pushed him away. " You shall pay for hurting my master." A glazed look overcame her. She grabbed him by the collar and violently threw him against the wall. " That's right Roger she's mine now." He stood up and he pulled the gun out of Roger's hand. He aimed it at his head. Click. The cold metal touched his skull. He backed up enjoying the moment. " Go ahead kill me."
" I don't want to kill you, Roger I want you to suffer." He pulled the trigger, he screamed, tears ran down his eyes, another shot. He fell on his knees he couldn't move his arms.
Laughter came from Beck, he motioned to Dorothy. She came up to him picked him up by the collar. In swift motions she slapped him back and forth. Blood came from his nose and his cheeks became red. She stopped. Raising him higher, his head fell. His tears fell down his cheeks, stinging his wounds.
She looked up to see him crying. She felt guilty, did she have a right to hurt him. She listened to her master only but that didn't mean she had no moral values.
If she stopped hurting this man, Beck would consider her weak. " I thought men don't cry in pain?" she whispered.
" Dorothy I know I deserve this, but am crying because I am losing you and now that I cant make you come back I just want you to know I love you and you belong with me, you always have." She became lost in his eyes. She knew he meant that. Something in her mind pulled at her. It came close and closer and closer. A sensation came out in her mind when she realized the horror that was going on. " Roger, Roger, wake up, please." She released him, he fell to the ground. Tears fell down her face. She picked him up and embraced him. " Wake up, please."
" Dorothy stop. I told you to kill him." She let go of Roger and looked at Beck, her hand reached up on her head pulling at her headband she pulled a thick sheet of black plastic off."
He drew his gun and pointed it at her head. " I know your secret Dorothy and I can kill you right now."
" That wont be possible." Norman drew out a gun. She picked up Roger's body and took off she could see his car. She opened the door and placed him in the car carefully. She could hear sirens coming. She watched Norman put his motorcycle in the trunk. He entered the car closed the door and took off.
End of Chap 2
His head fell into his arms. He could remember her body falling. It was like a nightmare. How could he let her go. His butler comforted him as he blamed himself.
" I see I can't help you Master Roger. So, go after her."
" She could be anywhere."
" I know but you have no other choice, I know she can survive but there some things she cant escape, especially after telling you how she felt she is very vulnerable, anybody can take advantage." He looked at Norman assurance was in eyes. "I will be there if you need me master Roger. But now you need to go and get her."
The figure came into the light of the lamp. Golden blond hair and dark eyes came into view. "What do you want Beck."
" Look Dorothy I know you can kill me here and now because you're stronger than me but why would I approach if I knew you could kill me." His white teeth showed as he spoke. That did make sense, so he was here for a special reason. "What do you want?"
" You." He approached her and pinned her to the wall. His body held her tight she was about to struggle when he planted his lips on her. She felt disgusted, as he tasted her. She felt his fingers crawl up her leg up her dress. She stayed still not knowing how to react. His finger crawled into her underwear entering her. She jumped in pleasure, he moved down to her neck placing long wet kisses. His other hand moved up touching her hair placing something on her headband. She blinked; everything went blank in her mind. Pleasure seeped through her body as one name repeated in her head BECK.
He pulled out his gun and closed on them. Who knew what he did to her. With one swing he hit him in the head. He moved aside screaming in pain.
" Dorothy, are you ok?" A blank stare. " It's me Roger." His arms reached out to embrace her. She grabbed his arms and pushed him away. " You shall pay for hurting my master." A glazed look overcame her. She grabbed him by the collar and violently threw him against the wall. " That's right Roger she's mine now." He stood up and he pulled the gun out of Roger's hand. He aimed it at his head. Click. The cold metal touched his skull. He backed up enjoying the moment. " Go ahead kill me."
" I don't want to kill you, Roger I want you to suffer." He pulled the trigger, he screamed, tears ran down his eyes, another shot. He fell on his knees he couldn't move his arms.
Laughter came from Beck, he motioned to Dorothy. She came up to him picked him up by the collar. In swift motions she slapped him back and forth. Blood came from his nose and his cheeks became red. She stopped. Raising him higher, his head fell. His tears fell down his cheeks, stinging his wounds.
She looked up to see him crying. She felt guilty, did she have a right to hurt him. She listened to her master only but that didn't mean she had no moral values.
If she stopped hurting this man, Beck would consider her weak. " I thought men don't cry in pain?" she whispered.
" Dorothy I know I deserve this, but am crying because I am losing you and now that I cant make you come back I just want you to know I love you and you belong with me, you always have." She became lost in his eyes. She knew he meant that. Something in her mind pulled at her. It came close and closer and closer. A sensation came out in her mind when she realized the horror that was going on. " Roger, Roger, wake up, please." She released him, he fell to the ground. Tears fell down her face. She picked him up and embraced him. " Wake up, please."
" Dorothy stop. I told you to kill him." She let go of Roger and looked at Beck, her hand reached up on her head pulling at her headband she pulled a thick sheet of black plastic off."
He drew his gun and pointed it at her head. " I know your secret Dorothy and I can kill you right now."
" That wont be possible." Norman drew out a gun. She picked up Roger's body and took off she could see his car. She opened the door and placed him in the car carefully. She could hear sirens coming. She watched Norman put his motorcycle in the trunk. He entered the car closed the door and took off.
End of Chap 2