Feel My Pain Part 1

Feel My Pain Part 1
Joey

I was sitting beside Blade, eyeing an eerily calm Laurel, who was seated a few feet from the table that Carl had been restrained to. Her demeanor was almost terrifying. If I had walked in, saw her, and knew nothing about the situation, I would think she was sitting on the porch waiting for her children to get off the bus, and not for an unconscious man to wake up. She hadn’t moved since she arrived a half an hour after the team got Carl there. What made it worse was that she hadn’t said a word. Hell, it didn’t even look like she was breathing. I expected her to move in some way at some point, but besides her blinking, there wasn’t any other muscle twitch or perceivable movement. The woman was scary, and that was saying something coming from me, especially considering who my wife was.

Maddie was a threat to everyone around her if she wanted to be. Laurel had the same ferocity, but what made Laurel so terrifying was that all her intensity was focused on one horrible person. What made it worse was that when she arrived, she had come bearing a lot of simple household things. She had brought toilet paper, laundry, dirty dishes, a belt, and even a four course meal. She had brought everything but the meal to the basement and laid it out next to her on the table. The meal she had given to Carly, asking her to keep it warm.

I had no idea what it was for, but judging by the calmness she was exhibiting, it was not for anything good when it came to Carl. The woman sitting in front of me was not Laurel. Not at all. This woman was the stuff of nightmares. I didn’t know how it was possible, but I was really starting to believe that this woman had split personalities, and the one in control right now was the evil one. I had already texted Ramira and told her about my concerns, but the only thing she responded with was: ‘That’s not split personalities, Joey. That’s a woman that’s finally had enough.’

If that was the only thing that had triggered this almost psychotic episode, then I was really going to have tread lightly through the rest of my life. I was never going to fuck with another woman ever again. Hell, now I might even give up my career out of sheer terror for what a woman could do. I mean of course I wouldn’t. I knew that this situation was completely different from a lot of the ones I dealt with, but damn, this was eye opening. In a lot of ways. It really made me have a deeper level of respect for everything that Brennan was doing with the women at Eden, and he did so without fear in either his heart or his eyes. Suddenly, Laurel straightened up, and so did I. Carl moaned softly and tried to roll over, which ignited an even scarier glee in her eyes.

Well fuck! Here we go.

Over the next few minutes, I listened to her talk to him, while my heart broke more and more with every word she said. The way he had treated her was absolutely horrendous, and now I understand why Ramira hadn’t been as worried as I was. She knew just how deep the scars that Carl left on Laurel were. No one, especially a woman, should ever have the emotional trauma baggage that Laurel did. Now I understood why the most important women in my life were so protective over her. Laurel wasn’t crazy. She just needed to feel safe. She needed to feel capable. I wasn’t sure if this was going to accomplish that for her, but I was hoping it would at least help her a little.

“Open his mouth,” Laurel said, a lethal tone to her voice, which snapped me out of my rambling thoughts.

My gaze snapped to Cobra and Rhino, who were in the process of prying Carl’s mouth open for Laurel. When they got it open, Laurel picked up some of the torn toilet paper.

“I would advise you to swallow quickly or you will choke.” She shrugged. “Or not! It doesn’t really matter.”

She stuffed it into his mouth and he immediately swallowed it. There was nothing else he could do, especially considering that he couldn’t chew anything. I watched enthralled as Laurel slowly force fed him every little tiny shred of the toilet paper until it was completely gone. She didn’t stop when he tried to turn his head or when his hands clenched into fists. She ignored him when he tried to vocalize his need to stop. She wasn’t playing around with him. She was not going to show him any mercy. About halfway through, she started to hum loudly to herself, and I knew she was trying to drown out his whimpers and moans of pain.

When she finally turned back to the table of items she brought, Cobra and Rhino let his head go. Carl immediately began to plead with Laurel, but she didn’t pay him any attention. I could see the emotions in her eyes. It wasn’t just anger and hatred driving her. There was also a lot of pain. Pain that I hoped Mason would be able to help her overcome. She picked up the belt before moving to the top of the table where his head was. She placed the belt over his throat as she stood over him with her head down so she could look into his eyes.

“One of your favorite things to do when I upset you, or even when I didn’t, was to wrap something around my throat. You would drag me through the house, or attach a leash to me and make me crawl behind you. To you I really was just an unwanted pet.” She put the leather end of the belt through the metal end, making sure to pull it as tight as she could before beckoning to Cobra, who went back to her side. “Can you sit on the floor and make sure the belt doesn’t loosen?”

“Yep.”

“I want his face to turn red, and I want him to struggle to breathe.”

As Cobra got down on the floor, she began to hum again. It was a lullaby that I knew very well but I was never going to be able to hear it and not think about this moment with Laurel. She picked up a pair of scissors, a dirty thong, and a bra before moving back over to Carl, where she proceeded to begin to cut his clothes off before asking Rhino to help her put the thong and bra on him. When Rhino unhooked his leg so she could slip it on him, he immediately began to kick out at her, but Rhino held his leg down until she was done. The urge to laugh at this scrawny semi-muscular man dressed in nothing but a bra and a thong that barely contained his dick was almost too much to bear. When she was done, she stepped back to look at him before shaking her head.

“Nope! This won’t do. Do you happen to have wire?” she asked, making Carl’s eyes widened and he immediately started trying to talk again, but he couldn’t.

Blade jumped up to hurry over to the shelves on the other side of the room to get the wire that was sitting there. When he came back, Laurel took the roll from him before cutting the thong off. She slowly started to unfurl the wire while Carl watched with panic etched into every line of his face. When she began to wrap the wire tightly around his cock, I flinched. While I was happy that she was doing everything she could to cause him pain, watching her with the wire caused me second hand pain. When she was done, she nodded in satisfaction.

“Much better. Now where was I? Oh yes! You always told me that I was not woman enough to have nice things. You said that nice clothing was just a cry for attention and I belonged to you so I had no need for it. Now, you can understand the pain I went through. It’s a shame I cut the thong off. I wanted it to get your ball sweat all over it! I was going to put it in your mouth before I left. I wanted you to die tasting what you forced me to taste every single day of our marriage.”

She ran her hand over the bottom of the bra, and when he flinched, I figured that she had done something to the bra to expose the underwire, which Maddie had informed me could be sharp. She turned her attention back to the table before picking up some of the dishes.

She gave Rhino an apologetic smile as she said,  “I’m sorry…”