She’s still breathing heavily. Her face has that look, the one that means her time is up.
You kiss her and press your tongue into your mouth. She sucks and massages it with her own. Your tongue is precious to her now. How annoying.
You flip her over. She’s pleased and it makes you more enraged. You tie her hands up and she asks you again what your name is. You knot off the cuffs and lean forward to whisper into her ear.
“Death.”
You kiss her and get up. She is tied to the wall as you walk to the foot of the stairs and call up.
“Sven!”
He walks down the stairs and he can already see it in your eyes what you want him to do. You look at her and then away quickly. If only you could tell her... But it’s over. Proved by the fact that the only courtesy you can extend is telling Sven what to do aloud, so she knows it’s coming.
“Kill her, my friend.”
You walk up the steps and look back at Sven. He’s going to shoot her and is loading his gun. He sees you looking down at him.
“Captain, there is wine upstairs.”
“I’ll bring a bottle to my cabin. Please join me after you’re done, Sven.”
“Of course.”
You hear him pull the hammer back and you interrupt, “Sven!”
“Yes, Captain.”
“Red or white?” When you ask this, she starts to scream.
THE END
