As I rested in the bed lying on my back, I couldn't quite slip into that sleep state. I couldn't keep my mind from wondering and plotting our potential plan to get Wilhelm. I HAD to have Danny because I had a deep feeling that he and Susan were more than just acquaintances. I was very confident that he was fucking her, yeah she was old and decrepit but I just knew he was fucking her.
People will fuck over anything, especially guys. You want power, find the powerful chick to fuck, you want money, find the rich chick and fuck her. It's really the most classic tale of treachery, kill the king but you gotta fuck the queen first.
I jumped up out of bed, still in my boxers, hair all a mess, and proceeded towards Jeffrey's cell to check on my traitorous brother and his new found friend Jeffrey. My mind was racing, hoping that he had been slowly disassembled like a cheap G.I. Joe and eaten leisurely while still alive.
As I rounded the corner to the agent's quarters, I snuck a peek of something odd. First off, Gacy wasn't nude and he didn't have any sort of erection, not even a semi. Second, B.T.K was at his table drawing pictures that appeared to depict me standing in a heroic stance in front of the three agents. Finally, Danny was still bound to the chair and Jeffrey was standing in front of him, dick dangling at his lips.
Danny wasn't flinching or reacting in any way, shape or form. Danny just took it, every time Jeff's dick bounced off of his lips, Danny remained perfectly still, calm and in control. Maybe he was gay, maybe he wasn't fucking Wilhelm. We'll find out soon enough.
With three hard knocks on the plexi-glass I draw Jeffrey and Danny's attention. Jeff looked over with a very ominous smile on his face and Danny looked over like he wanted to grab my throat and tear out my voice box. I smiled at both, swiped my card and entered Jeff's access code.
"You ready to play ball you piece of shit?" I questioned.
Jeff replied first, "Gregg, what's going on? Are you mad at me?"
"Jeff, I was talking to this fine man right here, he's our guest for the time being, but he could end up being lunch if he wants to." I grabbed Danny's shoulder and squeezed real tight.
Danny replied, "Let's go kill this bitch so we can move forward Gregg. Enough games, enough trying to scare me."
"Oh, you thought I was trying to scare you? Jeffrey, take a pinkie as a souvenir." I handed Jeffrey my Sparco tactical knife.
I smile and whispered, "Do it really slowly."
Danny again didn't flinch the entire time. Jeffrey lowered the knife down to make a perfect cut at the third knuckle on Danny's right pinkie. Very slowly, Jeffrey sawed back and forth, breaking the first layer of skin, then the tendon, the reaching the bone with an assuring solid rubbing sound. The bone stood no chance as Jeffrey applied the slightest amount of pressure to it, cracking it instantly.
As Danny's pinkie hung on only by the lower layer of skin, he had yet to make a sound. Obviously he had been pushed to the limits during his training in the marines and with Wilhelm. The finger fell to the ground with a very soft bouncing landing as Jeffrey scooped it up and began to suck the blood out of the severed end.
I made eye contact with Jeffrey and gave him a good job nod and then turned to Danny and released him from the chair he had been in all night. The blood from his wound was slowly dripping as he walked two steps in front of me to the infirmary.
"Get your mind right, we're moving out tomorrow to get Wilhelm. Better get every detail down from how long it takes her to shit to how long it takes her to finish with that dildo you bought her for Christmas." I ordered.
Danny nodded in acknowledgement and entered the medical area.
My primary focus now was on Dennis Rader, aka B.T.K. He was the key to this entire project because his specialty is elderly women. I headed towards his room with the hopes to speak with this genuine psychopath about tomorrow's mission but when I turned the corner I noticed he was pleasuring himself.
He had a grip on his dick so hard that it really looked like he was going to pop the head off. I thought better of a discussion now because I figured it's been a peaceful day for him anyway, let's keep it that way. His briefing will have to take place tomorrow.
I noticed Mills sitting at his cluttered desk, aimlessly staring towards the three empty desks in front of him. As I approached I could see tears boiling over in his eyes. Once I arrived by his side I placed my hand gently on his shoulder and instead of pushing me away like a regular man, the waterworks began to flow.
"Get it out Mills. I need you sharp buddy. I need you precise on this next objective." I was trying to boost his confidence and take his mind off of the three men that died under his command.
He never raised his head but said, "I'm working on the blueprint, security devices and personnel for Wilhelm's estate. Shouldn't take me but another hour then we can go over the logistics."
I patted him on the back and replied, "Good man. I'll be ready for you."
Mentally I felt ready, not ready ready but ready but physically I was fucked. My stomach, my shoulder, various sore spots and bruises. My bedroom was empty, my woman tending to my brother and Mills tending to his inner demons. The bathroom was my main destination anyways.
The bathtub filled slowly with warm all-encompassing water. I added a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and a healthy serving of Epsom salt. This combo will either eat my body down like one of Dahmer's concoctions or speed the healing process up so I can really control the fates and destinies of these people down here with me.
I dimmed the lights just dim enough for me to see my hands in front of my face and then I slid into the warm medicated water. The steam rose from the surface and passed by my face leaving nothing more than some minor condensation and mild relaxation.
Each scratch and scrape on my body was sizzling, burning with the sensation of hell fire just floating on the scabs. I winched and twitched in a poor attempt to keep my hands off myself. Little pockets of peroxide bubbles floated to the surface and with them went the bacteria and potential infection of each open area of skin.
As the famous line goes, pain is just weakness leaving the body. Well, apparently I was full of weakness because the pain was excruciating like one million paper cuts spread across the tender most parts of my body.
I slowly drifted into a light sleep state, relaxation more than sleeping actually. I sat in the tub, water encompassing my sore broken body slowly sucking the venom and poison of a rough few weeks from my insides. I wipe the sweat from my face as I hear the bathroom door open. My back is to the door and considering the events that continue to occur down here I was a bit on edge.
I lunged for my service weapon, which was resting almost within arm's reach of my position. Before I injured myself panicking to get my weapon I realized it was my beautiful life mate Holly.
"Calm down Gregg, calm down sweetie." She whispered as she took off her robe to reveal her perfect unscathed body covered only with an undersized bra and a very skimpy set of panties, both pink in color.
I smiled out of comfort, "You scared the shit out of me Holly. You look fucking delicious. You come to join me?"
She snapped her bra off, causing her breasts to bounce into their appropriate places and then she seductively slid her pink panties off, bending at her back instead of her knees, "What do you think?"
Her hand felt so soft and comforting as I grabbed it to help her step into the tub. My eyes solely focused on her thighs and pussy as her legs opened to enter the tub. I leaned in as she was half in and gently kissed the top of her pussy. My free hand ran up her inner thigh until my fingertips had reached the entrance to her Pandora's Box.
My tongue slowly stoked the frontal area of her pussy, including her clitoris as my fingers gingerly entered her moist pussy. She began to quiver, her thighs mainly, but I could feel the quiver on the bottom half of her stomach. Holly became more aroused with every interaction with my fingers and tongue. Her pussy was wetter than I have ever felt in my entire life, ever.
I continued this same set of actions but at a more vigorous pace, causing screams and moans of passion and pleasure from both of us. Another minute went by and she physically collapsed onto the rim of the tub as her body orgasmed and squirted cum all over the white porcelain.
She slowly slid down into the water on top of me, I kissed her breasts, sucked on her perfect nipples. I wrapped my arms around Holly and pulled her close, this was me mentally never wanting to lose her. I was in love; love had finally entered my heart for the first time ever. My life now finally had meaning to it. My job was to make and keep Holly happy and fulfilled.
We sat in the tub even when the water had turned room temperature. It was as if the world had stopped the missions, the rotation of the earth, and the doings of society. In this moment all was well, there were no worries in the world and no worries in my life.
I grabbed her face, looked deep into her eyes and meaningfully said, "I love you, I love you with every ounce of my being. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I never want to be away from you. You are the reason I wake up, the reason I dream and the reason I half way try to do good down here."
She blinked three tears and smiled as she wiped them away, "I love you too Gregg, things have definitely changed for the best since you became a part of my life, finally some good is happening to me.
"Let's get Danny prepped for what we need to do to get Wilhelm. We have no direction and we are only known by her and the President, get rid of her and we can deal with another Secretary of Defense and maybe we can actually accomplish some good with this program." I slapped her ass as she stepped out of the tub and we went into planning mode.