Sophie clung to Mick's arm tightly has he lead her through the thin dark corridors. She had no idea where she was, all she knew was that it was dark and spooky. They made no sound as they walked along the sand covered floors, which only made the place scarier as there wasn't a sound to be heard. Every so often there was a hole in the ceiling where a small bit of yellow light could shine through and where water dripped in from the entrance.

"What, what is this place?" she stuttered. Mick gave a terrifying laugh.

"Welcome to the real world of old Mick Taylor" He gave her a grin, his smile and happiness frightened her, he looked like a Cheshire cat and there was only two things that could make Mick smile like that and that was either the promise of sex or bloody violence.

"But why are we here?" She had a terrifying thought that maybe he had made his mind up early and he had her death planned for sooner than had been planned. Maybe he had got bored of her and decided he didn't want to keep his word and wanted to kill her there and then.

"I want to show you who I am, this place allowed me to be who I am without getting caught, this is my life and I want to show it to you"

"Why me?" Sophie asked.
"Remember days ago I said I can do what I like because I can? Well you've known me the longest and I want to show this world to you"

He creaked open a heavy wooden door into a dark and empty chamber. It looked exactly like a prison, it had no windows just pitch black darkness and was built out of rough grey stone. Sophie saw something scuttle like a crab into the corner; this made Sophie scream and her cling to Mick's red tartan shirt tighter. Mick gave a little laugh at her fear, as if her being scared was one of the most ridicules and unreasonable things he had ever heard.

"Don't be frightened, she's my very first plaything" Sophie squinted into the darkness trying to get her eyes to adjust to the darkness to see the figure huddled in the corner. She saw a stick thin haggard looking woman cowering in the corner. Her hair was greasy and patchy in places it looked like her hair was falling out in places, her skin was brown and grey dingy with mud and dirt, Mick obviously didn't see the purpose of clothing her as she was attempting to hide her modest from them both. At first glance she could be mistaken for Gollum by her appalling appearance.

"Who, who is she?"

"She's the sister of the bastard who killed my sister, ya see my dad found him, took me along and we killed him, thought he'd taken my sister so I'd take his"

"That's, that's horrible" she stuttered.

"Look dad was nice he killed the cunt outright, better than I would" Sophie felt like bursting into tears, she could see the suffering in the woman's wide terrified eyes.

"Why, why do you keep her here?" she looked up at him, pleading to see the humanity in him that she had done before, but in this place it was dead, along with everything else.

"Don't worry she's more than willing, she wants to pay me back for what her brother did" he growled scowling at the thought. Sophie wanted to believe him but the woman's terrified eyes and the broken down dismissive body language told the same story as Mick's unconvincing eyes. Mick gave a laugh as he noticed Sophie's unconvinced face.

"Ha you don't believe me girlie" Mick made a hand gesture and the skeleton of a woman came crawling towards them on her on her hands and feet her knees bent crouched over like a crab. Sophie clung to Mick's arm tighter, terrified of the woman, if the woman wanted freedom she could easily kill them both in an attempt to escape.
"Don't be scared she's more than housetrained" He laughed as the woman reached his feet and looked up at him. "I'll show you" Mick made another hand gesture like that of an OK sign.

Immediately without hesitation or a face of disgust the woman reached up and started unzipping his flies.

"Ya see, I don't have to say a word, just one sign and she jumps right to it, took some work bloody bitch stubborn as a mule to get her to this, right disobedient cunt she was but after a few beatings she soon learnt her place" Mick threw his head back and moaned as his hard cock was plunged into her hot mouth. Sophie looked outraged she looked at Mick, he was enjoying it, he was fucking enjoying it, bastard. He had kidnapped this woman and beat her into submission to train her to do sexual acts at just the movement of his hand. Fucking bastard but why did this make her so jealous. Seeing someone else giving Mick pleasure and her hearing him making the same noises with this woman and he had done when he was with her made her so fucking mad. She hated his plaything with every bone of her body.

To Sophie it seemed like this woman had been sucking on Mick's cock for hours, bile rose to her throat and she could feel her blood boil. Just seeing this sick looking creature with its eyes closed in his pants made her want to stomp out her life with every inch of power she had. Her jealous mind ignored the fact that this woman had been conditioned into this obedience, to her she was his first and that meant that she was his favourite and that made her blind with rage.

She hadn't remembered grabbing Mick's bowie knife out of his belt but clearly she had done as she drove the knife deep into the poor unsuspecting woman's eye. The eye exploded with a squelch and splattered over the front of Mick's trousers.

"Fucker!" he shouted leaping back, surprised by Sophie's unprovoked attack. Everything faded out from that moment, Sophie went blind with rage her focus went blurry and everything faded out. Sophie didn't remember stabbing the poor helpless woman again and again, time and time again. Mick stood there in amazement and arousal watching Sophie drive the knife into her victim. He hadn't seen anything like it in his life it made him harder than ever before.

She didn't snap out of it until his fun had finally run out and he had grabbed her raised hand by the wrist that had been ready to strike again.

"Ok, Ok, Ok, think she's dead girlie" He said letting go of her wrist. Sophie gasped and screamed, looking in horror at her thickly blood covered hands and finally threw the blood covered knife onto the floor.

"Oh my god, Mick, Mick I'm so sorry, I..." She stuttered absolutely terrified, this was it her life was over she had killed his play thing and now she was going to pay. Mick burst into a fit of laughter, Sophie stood there shocked and confused at Mick's odd reaction.

"Did me little Wifey get jealous? Well I think she got the point" He laughs again at this own joke.

"I'm sorry, I, I don't know what happened"

"I'll tell ya what happened, ya killed ma play thing, and you're gonna make it up to me" He laughed putting an arm round the back of her neck and leading her out the mind shafts.