Niki Slave Tortures a Security Guard
Gabe woke up to completely darkness. His surrounding area was pitch black. He couldn't move an inch. Despite the fact that he couldn't see anything, he was smart enough to realize he was tied up in a chair. He could feel the ropes squeezed against his chest. He struggled at first in an attempt to break free. It didn't work. He tried again. Like before, no success. He called out for help, hoping to hear someone answer his pleas. No one came.
He couldn't remember much of what happened before he woke up. All he could remember was that he was walking towards his car from work when suddenly, everything around him went black in an instant. That's when he realized the constant pain that came from the back of his head and made the conclusion that someone stealthy came at him from behind and knocked him unconscious. After all of his years working as a security guard at the bank, he couldn't determine who would want to potentially kidnap him. For ten years he had a decent job with decent coworkers and a happy family. Gabe had made friends with a lot of people over the years. None of which seemed like the type who'd want to harm him.
Suddenly a light from above turned on. The light itself shined right in front of his chair. The ground in front of him was metallic, allowing him to see a small reflection of himself, strapped to the chair with what appeared to be two long strands of rope tied around his body. And then he heard a noise.
In front of him, he heard footsteps. Footsteps that were slowly approaching him.
"Who are you?" he called out. "What do you want from me?"
As the footsteps got closer to the light, he could make out an image of a young woman walking towards him. She had brunette colored hair that was mostly tied behind her back. She wore a black shirt with two tiny little white stripes on each of her shoulders. Her shirt was zipped halfway down, revealing a black tank top underneath that revealed part of her cleavage. She also wore a black skirt around her waist that went slightly above knees. On her feet, where black leather boots. On her face were black shades. She was smiling as she got closer to Gabe.
She stopped in front of him with her hands clasped behind her back. "Hello there," she said as she stopped in front of him. She was still smiling as Gabe had a full view of her entire body. From Gabe's perspective, she looked absolutely beautiful and somewhat familiar. He could swear he had seen her somewhere before.
"Who are you?" he asked again.
"I'm someone who wants to help you, Gabe." the woman said.
"How do you know my name?"
The woman's smile widened just a bit, revealing her pretty white teeth. "I know a lot about you. Gabe. Other than just your name."
She pulled her hands out from behind her back. In her right hand was a brown leather wallet that looked exactly like Gabe. As he looked closely, he realized that it was in fact his wallet. She opened it up and took out a card.
"Gabriel Winston," she said while holding his driver's licence out in front of his face. "That's you isn't it?"
It was his face. Back when he had any facial hair on his face. He nodded slowly and cautiously, trying to figure out exactly what was happening.
The woman put the card back into the wallet before taking out a few other things. "This is your credit card. Your ID chip. And... ohhhh what is this?" she asked in a overly polite and genuine way that didn't sound genuine in the slightest. It sounded deceitful.
She showed the item in front of Gabe's face. A small photo that was taking last year of himself along with his wife Josephine and his son Louis.
"I do love people who share value in family," the woman said in a soft quiet tone. She chuckled a little. "I'm sure both Josephine and Louis would agree too."
"Look if you want my money you can have it. Just leave my family out of this. Don't hurt them please." He was growing scared by the second. This woman felt evil. Very evil. He couldn't imagine what she would do to his family.
"What? Ohhh you mistake me, Gabe. I don't care about your money. I only care about the money from your job."
That was when Gabe finally understood what this was all about.
"Look, you have my ID chip. That should be enough to get you in the bank," he said.
"True. But we also need a little five-digit combination to get into the vault. We know how strong that metal is that surrounds it, which means that any explosives would most likely be useless against it. You know what that code is. And you're gonna give it to us."
Gabe felt confused. "What do you mean by us?"
The woman smiled even more as she looked up over Gabe. He turned his head, looking behind him where he heard the sounds of other footsteps. Another light turned on behind him where he could see another woman approaching. Her brown colored hair was tied behind her back. She wore a black colored latex around her entire body along with high heels around her feet. Like the first woman, she also wore black shades around her eyes. And just like the first woman, she also had a large smile on her face. Only this smile looked and felt more sadistic than the former's. She was carrying what looked to be a long whip.
"Hey there, Britt," the second woman said.
"Hey, Niki," said Britt. "Looking sexy as ever." She looked down at Gabe. "Doesn't she look sexy?"
Gabe didn't know how to respond. Sure, Niki looked sexy. Just as sexy as Britt. But he wasn't sure how to respond. They were both evil looking women and saying anything to either of them felt like a huge risk. He didn't want anything to happen to his family.
"I... uhhhh..."
"What you don't think she looks sexy?" said Britt, sounding agitated than calm and gentle like she was a second ago.
"It's fine, Britt. I'll ask him myself." Niki lowered herself to one knee and leaned her pretty face closer to Gabe. "Do you think I look sexy, Gabe?" she said in a quiet soothing voice.
"Yes," he finally said.
"Yes what?" asked Niki.
"Yes. You look sexy." His voice was trembling as he said it.
Niki smiled before standing back up on her two feet. Before Gabe knew it, he could feel a hot sting against the side of his face as the whip was thrashed against his cheek. He felt the impact head on. He could feel the warm taste of blood running down the left side of his face.
"Then why the fuck didn't you say so sooner?" asked Niki as she lowered the whip against her leg.
"Now the way I see it, there's two different ways I see this going down," said Britt. "One, you could resist us in any way you see fit. When that happens, my friend Niki here will continue slashing you with her painful looking whip, until you give us the vault code? Or number two, you give us the code right now and maybe my friend Tanya won't pay a little visit to little Louis at school."
That wasn't what Gabe wanted to hear. "Fuck you," he said. "FUCK YOU!"
Britt leaned her head back. "How disappointing." She looked at Niki and nodded.
That was when he felt another slash from Niki's whip against his face. Then his arm. Then his legs. Then his chest. He screamed in agony as Niki continued to slash at him repeatedly. He didn't want anything happening to Josephine or Louis. But at the same time, he didn't want to lose his job. That job was what supported his family. Losing it now what would destroy them. That was when he decided what was more important to him.
"Stop! STOP!" he shouted desperately. Finally Niki stopped.
"I'll give you the code. I'll give you fucking code!"
"There that wasn't so hard now was it," said Britt. Her voice returning to that calm and soothing voice from earlier. She pulled out a small notepad and a pen. "Now what is it?"
"It's 1-2-3-4-5."
Britt looked up from her pad at Gabe with a confused face. "Are you fucking serious?"
"I am. That's the last code the manager changed it to."
Britt chuckled to herself. "Wow. What a dumb fuck. What do you think, Niki?"
"That is a fucking dumbass passcode," Niki agreed with.
"I know right," Gabe said. "Who the hell would come up with something so stupid?"
He felt another crack from Niki's whip against his face.
"Someone who you were stupid enough to work for," said Britt.
"Agreed," said Niki.
Gabe looked up at Britt, studying her face. Still trying to remember where he remembered her from.
"So now what?" he asked.
"Now you get to go home," said Britt. She looked at Niki and nodded again.
Suddenly he heard what sounded like a blade cutting against the ropes strapped behind his chair and before he knew it, he was finally free. He stood up, feeling good to stretch his legs.
Britt looked at him again and smiled. "Thank you, Mister Winston for willingly helping us."
Before he could respond, he felt leather strapped around his neck and flew backwards. He landed on his back, where he looked over briefly and noticed Niki close to his head with her whip wrapped around his neck. She pulled and he struggled. Struggle to free himself from the whip. He felt his neck squeeze as he looked up and noticed Britt approaching him before kneeling next to his face. He finally recognized her for who she was. She was the young woman who was in the bank the previous week, wearing a pink colored tank top over some blue jeans. She was the woman who asked her about security, something he was stupid enough to tell her about. From his perspective, she seemed like a nice woman. Someone he would never consider robbing a bank. Plus she was hot too.
She gently leaned against his face, where her pink colored lips locked against his as her soft hand gently stroked against the side of his face where the blood was pouring from. When she stopped, she looked into his eyes, with a smile on her face as she pressed her bloody fingers against his eye lids and closed them forever.
The last thing Gabe ever head was her voice. "Atta girl, Niki. Atta girl."
