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The Queen of Sorrow's Falls

Chapter 5 The Usurper

The Queen of Sorrows Falls

Part Five

The Usurper

By Razor7826


       Deputy Eliza dangled from the ceiling, screaming into her ballgag as Suri whipped at her back, punishment for refusing to sit still in her cell.  In the corner, Michelle reclined on a couch which she brought down from upstairs, skimming through the newest issue of Time.  Her finger stopped on at an article about another ethnic conflict in Africa.  She paused briefly before moving on to more interesting articles.


       Eliza moaned loudly, drawing Michelles attention from the magazine.


       “Dont you think shes had enough?” asked Michelle.


       Suri lashed one more time then paused.  “You have to be brutal from the get go.  It will save you a lot of time in the long run, trust me.”


       Michelle stared at the darkening marks on the deputys back and wondered how long they would take to heal, and more importantly, whether they would leave a scar.  Her thoughts jumped from memory to memory as she tried to remember the last time she had received any significant injuries.  She thought of the bruises suffered at the hands of the Tolsins, but, while many, the wounds were minor.  After a few minutes of thinking, she remembered the time she was badly injured- a broken arm suffered during cheerleading practice while she was still a student at Serenity Falls High School, the same school that Jodie Klint attended.


       The whip cracked again, and Michelles attention again fixated on the captive deputy.  Her wounds were bleeding.


       The doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of Michelles friends.  Suri turned to Michelle and grinned.  She returned the smile, knowing that the unwelcome friends would soon be purged from her life by the end of the day.


       “Ill let them in.  The syringes are in the box underneath the cushions.”  Michelle ascended the stairs and opened the front door.  Joseph, but no Keith.  He wasnt wearing his sheriffs uniform. 


Joseph opened the storm door and walked in.  “Keiths going to be late.  One of his clients is faking another spinal injury, and he needs to be there to harass the doctors.”


“Suri is downstairs already.  Your deputy still isnt cooperating with us.”


“Ah, yes, get ready for a bit of a media interest in the town.  She was supposed to be on duty today.  When I show up at work tonight to find that she hasnt been in, Ill file a missing persons report with the county.  Theyll probably be looking all over Serenity Falls for here, so make sure theres nothing suspicious out and about.”


Michelle spent a brief moment pondering the implications of her still unknown disappearance and smiled.  Things would be easier than she anticipated.  She asked Joseph, “When is Keith going to get here?”


“Within a half-an-hour, he thinks.  Hes leaving Williams Memorial right now, but theres never any traffic this time on a weekend.  Dont worry, we have a few things to go over before he gets here.”


Michelles stomach dropped; she remembered the last time he wanted to discuss their arrangement with her, and the abuse that ensued.  It was just three days ago that deputy Eliza Mishkin, on a tip from Jodie Klints mother, spied the missing girl in Michelles house, starting the spiral of events that ended in Michelles rape.


“Jillian Klint keeps calling the station.  It doesnt seem like Eliza told her anything before filling me in, but Ive made sure to trash her reports.”  He reached out and pinched Michelles cheek.  “Dont want anything getting to you, now do we?”


Michelle smiled back meagerly.


“We need to go over your bank records so I can determine the price of your freedom.  Go on upstairs and get everything.  Ill be downstairs with Eliza,” He descended into the basement.


       Though Michelle hoped that the documents would not prove to be necessary, she understood the need to patronize his interest.  She grabbed the folder out of her lockbox with her bank statements, locked it shut again, and headed for the basement. 


       Michelle stepped down the stairs just in time to see Joseph collapse to the floor.  Suri stood over his body, a needle held in her hand.


       “Suri?  What did you do?”


       “I… I had to do it.  He ungagged Eliza and she told him we were planning something.”


       “Youre going to kill him, arent you?” asked Eliza, her arms still cuffed above her head.


       Michelle snapped back quickly, “What do you care?”


       “Dont you dare touch him!” she yelled. 


       “Jesus, whats your problem?  Didnt he rape you?” asked Suri.


       “Dont touch him!”


       Michelle commanded “Just gag her.  Her opinion doesnt“the doorbell interrupter her speech.  “Shit.  Yeah, gag her.  Where is the other syringe?”


       “On the couch.”


       “Right.  Ill get him as soon as he turns his back.”  Michelle pulled out the small wooden box and removed one of the remaining syringes placed it in her pocket, and rushed upstairs while Suri took care of Eliza.


       Keith stood at the door, his hands in his suit pockets.  “I really need to get a key to this place.”  He entered the foyer.  “Wheres Joe?”


       “Downstairs,” answered Michelle, letting Keith lead the way.


       He took four steps before Michelle stabbed the syringe into his neck and injecting the cocktail in one continuous motion.  Michelle watched him stumble two steps forward and one to the side before collapsing to the floor, then yelled for Suris help.  Once his arms were handcuffed behind his back, she ran into the kitchen and dialed for the vet.


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       Three hours later, the two women and the veterinarian stood on the cliffs overlooking the eponymous Serenity Falls.  The sound of rushing and crashing water drowned out the screams of the two caged men, each hunched over on their knees inside large portable kennels.


       Suri fiddled with the hem of her sweater and watched her two companions slide one of the cages towards the cliff.  “Are you sure we can get away with this?”


       “Yes, Suri, weve been over this,” answered the doctor with a sigh.  “This part of the falls is very deep.  It will be years before anyone discovers their bodies, and theres nothing officially linking them to any of us.  Theyve kept both of us on the down low in case they ever had to take care of us.”


       “I dont know,” mumbled Suri.


       The vet reached out and rubbed Suris shoulder, drawing a slight smile.  “Its gonna be alright, Suri.  You know they deserve this.”


       She responded with a giant hug.  “Youre right, Toby.  Thank you.”


       Michelle Von Houten coughed to reclaim her friends attention.  “We still have work to do.”


       Keith shook violently in his cage and screamed into his gag.  Michelle kneeled in the dirt before the cage and looked into Keiths eyes.


       “This isnt any worse than youve treated countless men and women, boys.  Youve had this coming for a long time.”  Michelle stood and turned to her friends.  “Shall we?”


       The first to fall was Keith.  Though neither Michelle nor Toby was particularly strong, together they had the muscle to lift his cage and throw it unceremoniously into churning depths beneath the falls.


       Joseph, seeing his friend plummet to a violent death, went berserk, thrashing about in his cage, throwing his weight from side to side, pivoting the kennel onto its edges.


       “I dont think we can safely carry him,” commented Michelle, completely unfazed by the murder she just committed.  “Well need to push him off the cliff.”


       Toby helped her with unquestioning focus on the task.  They let go just as the kennel teetered on the edge.  With one swift kick, Michelle gave the cage the nudge that sent it toppling end over end down the face of the cliff and into roiling lake beneath the falls. 


       That dagger dangling over Michelles head was no more.  She had stolen the throne of leadership from what would eventually be known as the Sorrows Falls BDSM Club.


       For the first time in many years, Michelle von Houten was truly happy.  With a sadistic grin, she gave her first command as Queen.


       “Jodie keeps crying for her mother.  I think we should grant her wish.”


       


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