“I long for your bones the way you desire an impulse from these lips but mind you… the chances of my killing you are higher than you ever fucking me; again.”
She circled her victim who was paralyzed from the neck down.
“The substance you were injected with prohibits your use of any part of your body but your head, which then again never came to much use in your case anyways.”
She tore the metallic duck tape from his mouth.
“Stop stuttering, I didn’t grant you speech to waste half an hour hearing your crap.” She sat directly across from him, and crossed her legs as she played with the pearls on her wrist.
“I’m sorry.” He muttered through suffocated tears.
She let out a roar of laughter, “Hah! Sorry? Ladies and gentlemen of the juror, the offender is sorry. Oh in that case I guess ill just let you go now…”
His eyes brightened, as if he were viewing the caring girl he had courted before
“Oh woopsie darling, I forgot, you can’t move! Pity, I think ill change my mind.”
She stood from her chair and walked over to the sofa on which he lay, an antique covered in leopards fur with gold leaf trim adding to its beauty. She sat on his waist and stared over at him.
“Now, now… You can’t even feel me on you, can you?”
“No.” He breathed heavily and attempted to cough but his body would not allow him to.
She straddled him, and still looked down.
“How defenseless you look. How… worthless. Can you feel me now, scum?”
She reached to the wall covered in red velvet and pulled a sword that hung into her hand, but remained straddling him.
“Oh?” she smiled at him, touching his earlobe with her left hand. She put the sword to his neck with the right and gazed at him. “You’re just waiting for me to do it aren’t you? You have probably already selected the color of your coffin and made your will. You knew this would happen didn’t you?”
She removed the sword from his neck.
“I wouldn’t give you the satisfaction of a quick death even if you deserved it.”
She stood, and prepared herself a drink.
“Care for a black velvet? The Perrier is chilled.” She sipped her drink and walked over to the record player.