Ronalda stared into darkness, the chain around her neck made movement almost impossible. It was freezing in the basement, Ronnie felt her nipples puckered painfully.
I'd sell my soul for a glass of water right now, the Latin wondered if this was Lincoln's sisters intention all along leave her die in her own basement...
The creak of a door was all Ronnie heard as the basement illuminated, the sound of hushed voices made Ronnie's hackles raise.
Lucy and Lola.
The goth and the blonde princess...
Lola chatted with Lucy excitedly, the day had gone fabulously. Lincoln was leaning heavily on both Lucy and Lola, the closeness and affection they once had was slowly being rekindled. However they still had the Ronnie Ann issue...
Lola smirked at the nude woman chained to the support beam, Ronalda had a black ball gag placed firmly in her big mouth. The Latinas eyes were blazing with rage.
Lucy carried her small coffin bag, Lola rose an eyebrow in curiosity. Lucy had almost demanded to be the one to end Lincoln's wife.
Lucy nodded at Lola, " go Comfort Lincoln ".
Lucy growers over Ronnie Ann for several minutes while Lola exited the room. Lucy opened the bag and started riffaling through it and produced a straight razor...
Ronalda's eyes widened in fear as Lucy's intentions were clear, the metallic shine of the blade.
Lucy fingers the blade thoughtfully as she thought of all the things she could do.
Lucy imagined slicing through Ronalda's soft belly, deep into the organs there, a rush of euphoria envelopes the goth as she pictured Ronnie Ann dying covered in her own blood and viscera.
The more painful the better.
" you know I'm not without some, semblance of mercy...now Ronalda your not in a very good position right now"...
Heart pounding Ronnie was forced to listen to Lucy's rant, the knife never leaving the goths goths hand...
This couldn't be happening, Ronalda desperately wanted for this to be some terrible dream. She'd wake up in the morning and hild on to Lincoln.
" option one: I gut you like the pig that you are. The pros are that it's relatively quick but unbearable due to the pain."
Lucy smiled, Ronnie tried not to panic but knew she was fucked. Lincoln's sisters was a psycho, even as a child Ronalda thought Lucy was fucking weird.
Lucy continues, " option two: I keep you drugged up while I torture you for an undisclosed amount of time".
Dropping down to her knees Lucy kept a careful distance from Ronnie Ann, incase the bitch tried to attack her...
Ronnie's eyes widened ith fear as Lucy's reached for the ball gag, not before threatening her first.
" if you bite me, I'll rip your treacherous tounge out".
Reluctantly Ronalda allows Lucy to touch her face, sighing in relief when the ball gag was taken out of her mouth.
The Latina only wished that she could muster enough saliva saliva to hack a loogie in the goth puta face.
" well, what its your choice"?