I’ve been married several years now to the woman of my dreams. She’s 5’ 6”, 110 lbs, blonde, green eyes and has a dynamite body. I’ve been noticing for a while though that she has been developing quite the superior attitude. Yes, we’ve done well with the nice house, car and country club membership but I’ve been embarrassed at times over her treatment of service people: waiters, cashiers, house cleaners etc. I don’t know what has prompted this behavior but I could tell that she wasn’t well liked by the hired help.
Late one Monday night I was startled by a sound next to my bed. Just as I was waking up I felt a strong hand cover my mouth and I detected the smell of chloroform. My last thought was of my 28 year old wife, Kim lying next to me. Then, everything went black. When I came to, my hands and feet were tied and I was gagged sitting in the corner of the room. I was more than a little self-conscious because I sleep in the nude. But that feeling quickly became the least of my worries when I saw the two men sitting on the bed with my wife between them. She was blindfolded, gagged and had her arms tied behind her. Judging from some red marks on her face she had fought at first before being overcome by these two big strangers.
“Hello Mr. Worthington. My name’s Frank” said the largest man in a faintly Australian accent. He appeared to be about 6’4” tall and obviously worked out. “And this is my partner Tom” pointing to his slightly shorter but equally muscular friend. “Your little Sheila here put up quite the fight but I think we’ve come to an understanding now.”
“You don’t know us but we see your wife around the club all the time. She knows she’s a knock-out and she acts like she owns the place; strutting around in her skimpy bathing suits all the time, bossing the staff around and generally being a bitch to everyone. Tom and I have worked there the last few months and have put up with her shit the whole time. Well, not any more. We’re leaving the area tomo... Læs hele novellen
