Walking Dead: Secrets of the Past
Chapter 18 of my Walking Dead story, the climax continues, enjoy.
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Season 2: Episode 18
The girls unfroze when they realised the danger but were a second too late as they ran Chapman lunged and grabbed Becca by the arm.
"Shit, no!" She cried out.
Brody and Sarah stopped and looked back, but then Becca felt the cold steel of a handcuff on her wrist and heard the click, there was only one choice.
"Just run, get help!" She cried as her arms were yanked above her head.
After hesitating briefly, enough to see the chain of the handcuffs be attached to a hook hanging from the ceiling, Sarah and Brody ran out the barn while Chapman closed the other cuff around Becca's other wrist, trapping her.
"You sick bastard." She snarled. "You'll never get aw-MURGH!"
Like Violet she was cut off mid-sentence by a rag being stuffed into her mouth and then several layers of tape covering it. She tried to kick him but he dodged.
"I finish you off later, bitch." He growled at her.
"MMMM!" Becca screamed at the same time as Violet.
But they could only watch, Becca kicking her legs and, unlike Violet, not caring if she flashed her undies from flipping her skirt, while Chapman stormed out the barn after Sarah and Brody.
Once he got put he caught sight of Brody just as she disappeared into the house, but Sarah was running down the path, closest to escaping. He took off in pursuit and soon caught up with her, tackling her to the ground.
"No, stop, get off me, help, HELP!" She cried out.
"Enough!" He snarled as he secured her hands behind her back with more rope and forced her upright, he then, to Sarah's terror, pulled a gun and held it to her head, while covering her mouth with his other hand.
"Let's go get your little friend now too. Better hope she cooperates or I'll be blowing a hole in your pretty little head." He warned her.
Sarah gave a muffled squeal but was too scared to resist as she was then forced to walk to the house and forced inside. Chapman looked around and then snarled once more.
"Alright slut, get out here or I kill this bitch!" He barked. "I only need one of you to lure Clementine in, so I can easily kill you two and be done with it."
Despite Sarah's muffled pleas, that did the trick.
"Okay, okay." Brody said quickly as she emerged from hiding, hands up.
"Get over here now." He demanded.
Brody tried to send Sarah reassurance with her eyes as she did as she was told.
Once she reached him he shoved Sarah to the floor and forcibly spun Brody around then, with a foot on Sarah's back to keep her pinned, he began securing Brody's arms behind her back just like Sarah's. Finally he forced Sarah back up and began force marching them back to the barn.
"You sick creep, you'll never get away with this, get off us!" Brody screamed.
Sarah meanwhile pleaded. "No please stop, let us go! Help, help us!"
The whole time both girls continued their respective tirade and pleading and once in the barn saw the squirming Violet and still valiantly struggling Becca who both screamed into their gags.
"Don't you sluts ever shut up." Chapman groaned as he pushed both Sarah and Brody to the floor.
Both girls opened their mouths to keep screaming only to be silenced by the last two rags being stuffed in their mouths and then kept in place with multiple strips of tape, enough to finish the roll off in fact.
"MMM MMMMMMM!" They both screamed as they futilely tried to get away.
But Chapman soon had their legs tied with ropes just like Violet, around their ankles, thighs and knees making them both whine into their gags at the chafing of the rope against their bare flesh especially since unlike Becca and Violet, Sarah didn't have socks so her ankles also chafed. Uncaring Chapman then forced them upright to sit back to back and used even more rope, around their middles, to tie them in that position. He then reached into the skirts pockets.
They both protested at once. "MMMMMMMMMMMMM!"
But he ignored them and took their phones over to a small nearby ledge where Violet's sat, he put the phones and the pack with Violet's and then emptied the back of his last supplies, three more lengths of rope, before turning with a dark smirk towards Becca.
Becca glared back hatefully at the creep as he began to draw closer to her, she knew what was coming.
"Time to finish off with you, bitch." Chapman remarked.
"FGGK YGH!" Becca yelled angrily.
It was all she could do since when she attempted to kick him he easily caught her leg and then grabbed the other. Now that he had all four of them restrained and under his power he was no longer angry and frantic but confident and mocking towards them.
"Let this be a lesson to you girls not to go around flaunting yourselves in such short skirts, especially when doing something like snooping where you don't belong." He taunted while binding Becca's legs.
"MMMMMM!" They all squealed in protest.
They weren't flaunting themselves, he had no idea why they really had dressed that way and even if he did, his sick obsession with Clementine would surely make him twist it to his own views. By this time Becca also had her legs tied up at the ankles, knees and thighs and was just as helpless as the others as he let go and her legs dropped down straight again.
Becca then squirmed and spat profanity through her gag as he fished her phone from her pocket, they were truly helpless now, and put it with the others. He then took out his own phone and held it up, much to their shock as they realised the phone camera was on them.
"MMMMM!"
"That's it, whores, play up for the camera, I need some good pictures of my lovely bait." He said with a sickening smile. "You were right about one thing, that number that kept giving you warnings, it was Clementine."
The girls tensed at that and Chapman continued.
"Now I know it and just need to take these pictures and send them to her. She'll come running to rescue." He bragged. "Dear sweet Clementine will gladly throw herself into my clutches to save her precious friends, so she'll soon be all mine."
"MMMMMMMMMM!" The captive girls screamed in dismay, tears brimming their eyes.
Violet especially was on the edge of breaking down. She remembered his earlier words and knew that even if Clem delivered herself to Chapman and he freed the other girls, it was all over for her, he fully intended to murder her. No matter what happened she was staring the end in the face, her own end, unless some miracle happened. Watching the girls struggle, no longer caring they were hiking their skirts up, hearing their gagged moans, Chapman just laughed.
"It's over girls, just give up." He told them. "I've already won."
Just then however, surprising all five of them, the side door to the barn opened again and a voice spoke, a familiar yet entirely unexpected voice.
"I don't think so."
End of chapter, now a new player has entered the danger zone, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.