Post by Jekyll & Hyde on Aug 26, 2017 18:22:59 GMT -5
SPASH
The water swirled around, filling her mouth and stealing her scream as it poured into her lungs. It burned as the water suffocated her…this wasn’t the way that she pictured that her end would come. Her arms beat at the water and her legs kicked, but it was no use as she was dragged down into the depths. Her vision blurred as the water stung her open eyes and the panic she felt magnified with the realization that this really was the end for her.
Miss Pickles had been the cause of this…
Goddamn Miss Pickles…
She regretted throwing her sister’s doll into Derwentwater in the North West of England nearly 23 years ago…but never more than she did right now.
Karyn bobbed to the surface of the pool for only a moment before her sister shoved her back down under the water, a twisted and maniacal grin on her face.
Jessika Hyde: YOU GOT TO STAY DOWN LONGER THAN THAT IF YOU WANT TO BE A NUTTER KARYN! YOU GOTTA STAY DOWN LONGER LIKE ME!
Karyn tried to take a breath and regretted it as she only sucked down more water. ‘OH GOD! OH GOD NO!’ she thought to herself as her sister looked to drown her after finding out the truth about the ‘accident’ that had left her warped and twisted…left her a prisoner inside Bishopsgate while Karyn had gone with her mother to live the good life in the United States with no thought of the mentally deficient twin she’d left behind.
It had taken 20 years for her to get up the nerve to go back there and confront Jess. When she’d seen that the girl seemed to have no memory or harbor any malice towards her, she’d gladly taken her back to the States with her. Her sister was a mess, but she was a mess that she felt that she could manage…she owed her that much after what she’d done. However, she was now seriously regretting that decision.
Her vision dimmed and her strength waned as her past misdeeds came to claim her…this was what she deserved...this was what she had earned…
ERIE, PENNSYLVANIA
August 25, 2017
Jessika giggled as she held her sister’s head under the water with two handfuls of hair. She splashed and splashed, but it didn’t matter because the bees were having a merry time buzzing around in circles, wiggling their little bee bottoms as they sang out a melody in honor of her sister’s passing…
It had been a tricky proposition getting from Los Angeles to Erie on her own, but Jessika was a lot more resourceful and clever than most gave her credit for. A couple of truck stops and bit of sweet talk mixed with the old in and out; before she knew it she was well on her way back home. Of course, she certainly could have asked her Mistress for assistance, but the funny thing about that was that Mistress probably wouldn’t have been okay with her introducing her sister to Davey Jones.
Jessika Hyde: What Mistress doesn’t know won’t hurt her one bit!
She held her sister as her splashing died down. The end was near…and that was good. She could rest…they both could.
Jessika Hyde: Karyn…I don’t want you to think that I’m taking the piss with you. I’m not mad…I’m just a bit disappointed luv. Tossing poor Miss Pickles overboard was certainly a meanie head thing to do, but I forgive you. If I hadn’t ruined tea time, then you’d never done it. We would have gone back home that night and grown up together all lovey dovey. That would have been nice…wouldn’t it?
Karyn’s splashing ceased and Jessika looked down at her with a sad look on her face.
Jessika Hyde: Wouldn’t it have been nice? Wouldn’t it have?
Jessika strained as she drug her sister’s limp body from the pool by her hair, before finally depositing her on the edge. She stared at her sister’s blue lips…the pallor of her cheeks…it all reminded her of the way her sister had described the way she looked after her father pulled her from the water. Her poor sweet father who had been the only one to stand with her after her mother and sister had deserted them. He had died caring for her and then she’d been sent to Bishopsgate to live out her days inside a padded cell…just her and the bees that lived just outside her window.
Truth be told, she had become quite comfortable in Bishopsgate. She found herself straightjacketed and diddled quite often, but she understood the rules. She knew her place and there was never any question about who was in charge. Karyn had taken her away from all of that and offered her nothing in return…not like her Mistress. Her Mistress had filled the void that had been left…the gaping hole in the center of her life was now closed…and so to was this chapter of her life.
Jessika stood, staring down at her sister for a moment, then she stomped her in the chest. She stomped her and stomped her until the water spewed from her mouth and her eyes sprang open, wide and as big as saucers. She coughed and gasped for air and Jessika giggled as she backed away…her dark eyes like to black orbs.
Jessika Hyde: This is goodbye dear sister…the end of you and me…there’s just gonna be a me from here on out, savvy?
Karyn tried to get up, but all she could do was flop back to the ground, still coughing and choking. Jessika paused for just a moment longer.
Jessika Hyde: If I see you again…no one will ever see you again.
Jessika laughed, then turned and walked away, leaving her sister behind for the last time…
Jessika Hyde: KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!!
OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH KAAAAAAAATIE!!
GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS? Do you want a hint? Well…here it is…
Today is the day before you have no more…
No more what you ask?
NO MORE BLOODY DAYS…ever!
…I’m just kidding Katie…
KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!!
Mistress says that you and I are to have ourselves a nice little match tomorrow at the Queenie of the Ringie Thingie, and I cannot wait to put my hands all over your bits and pieces. It’s going to be positively orgasmic when you and I finally get to settle our differences inside the ring.
No more…NO MORE fighting over who gets to sit and lick Mistress’s boot…no more NO MORE fighting over who gets to be tied up and beaten right proper!
KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!!
OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH KAAAAAAATIE!!
It’s me love…IT’S ME! It will always be me and tomorrow you find out why you’re getting replaced as Mistress’s favorite toy…it’s because you’re broken luv…
No…not yet…but tomorrow in Las Vegas…you’ll be broken into million million pieces and all the Queen’s horses and all the Queen’s men won’t be able to make you sane again!
Mistress said to fight…and lucky for me, that is all I want to do when I see your face! I’m coming for you Katie…I’m coming…and tomorrow I’m coming for you again, just not like just now, savvy?
Get ready to be replaced…
The water swirled around, filling her mouth and stealing her scream as it poured into her lungs. It burned as the water suffocated her…this wasn’t the way that she pictured that her end would come. Her arms beat at the water and her legs kicked, but it was no use as she was dragged down into the depths. Her vision blurred as the water stung her open eyes and the panic she felt magnified with the realization that this really was the end for her.
Miss Pickles had been the cause of this…
Goddamn Miss Pickles…
She regretted throwing her sister’s doll into Derwentwater in the North West of England nearly 23 years ago…but never more than she did right now.
Karyn bobbed to the surface of the pool for only a moment before her sister shoved her back down under the water, a twisted and maniacal grin on her face.
Jessika Hyde: YOU GOT TO STAY DOWN LONGER THAN THAT IF YOU WANT TO BE A NUTTER KARYN! YOU GOTTA STAY DOWN LONGER LIKE ME!
Karyn tried to take a breath and regretted it as she only sucked down more water. ‘OH GOD! OH GOD NO!’ she thought to herself as her sister looked to drown her after finding out the truth about the ‘accident’ that had left her warped and twisted…left her a prisoner inside Bishopsgate while Karyn had gone with her mother to live the good life in the United States with no thought of the mentally deficient twin she’d left behind.
It had taken 20 years for her to get up the nerve to go back there and confront Jess. When she’d seen that the girl seemed to have no memory or harbor any malice towards her, she’d gladly taken her back to the States with her. Her sister was a mess, but she was a mess that she felt that she could manage…she owed her that much after what she’d done. However, she was now seriously regretting that decision.
Her vision dimmed and her strength waned as her past misdeeds came to claim her…this was what she deserved...this was what she had earned…
ERIE, PENNSYLVANIA
August 25, 2017
Jessika giggled as she held her sister’s head under the water with two handfuls of hair. She splashed and splashed, but it didn’t matter because the bees were having a merry time buzzing around in circles, wiggling their little bee bottoms as they sang out a melody in honor of her sister’s passing…
BUZZ BUZZ, BUZZ BUZZ…buzzzzzzzz, buzzzzzzzzz, BUZZ
Buzzzzzzz, buzzzzzzzz…BUZZ BUZZ…buzzzzzzz BUZZ
Jessika giggled hysterically as she closed her eyes and swayed from side to side to the melody of the buzzing bees…Buzzzzzzz, buzzzzzzzz…BUZZ BUZZ…buzzzzzzz BUZZ
It had been a tricky proposition getting from Los Angeles to Erie on her own, but Jessika was a lot more resourceful and clever than most gave her credit for. A couple of truck stops and bit of sweet talk mixed with the old in and out; before she knew it she was well on her way back home. Of course, she certainly could have asked her Mistress for assistance, but the funny thing about that was that Mistress probably wouldn’t have been okay with her introducing her sister to Davey Jones.
Jessika Hyde: What Mistress doesn’t know won’t hurt her one bit!
She held her sister as her splashing died down. The end was near…and that was good. She could rest…they both could.
Jessika Hyde: Karyn…I don’t want you to think that I’m taking the piss with you. I’m not mad…I’m just a bit disappointed luv. Tossing poor Miss Pickles overboard was certainly a meanie head thing to do, but I forgive you. If I hadn’t ruined tea time, then you’d never done it. We would have gone back home that night and grown up together all lovey dovey. That would have been nice…wouldn’t it?
Karyn’s splashing ceased and Jessika looked down at her with a sad look on her face.
Jessika Hyde: Wouldn’t it have been nice? Wouldn’t it have?
Jessika strained as she drug her sister’s limp body from the pool by her hair, before finally depositing her on the edge. She stared at her sister’s blue lips…the pallor of her cheeks…it all reminded her of the way her sister had described the way she looked after her father pulled her from the water. Her poor sweet father who had been the only one to stand with her after her mother and sister had deserted them. He had died caring for her and then she’d been sent to Bishopsgate to live out her days inside a padded cell…just her and the bees that lived just outside her window.
Truth be told, she had become quite comfortable in Bishopsgate. She found herself straightjacketed and diddled quite often, but she understood the rules. She knew her place and there was never any question about who was in charge. Karyn had taken her away from all of that and offered her nothing in return…not like her Mistress. Her Mistress had filled the void that had been left…the gaping hole in the center of her life was now closed…and so to was this chapter of her life.
Jessika stood, staring down at her sister for a moment, then she stomped her in the chest. She stomped her and stomped her until the water spewed from her mouth and her eyes sprang open, wide and as big as saucers. She coughed and gasped for air and Jessika giggled as she backed away…her dark eyes like to black orbs.
Jessika Hyde: This is goodbye dear sister…the end of you and me…there’s just gonna be a me from here on out, savvy?
Karyn tried to get up, but all she could do was flop back to the ground, still coughing and choking. Jessika paused for just a moment longer.
Jessika Hyde: If I see you again…no one will ever see you again.
Jessika laughed, then turned and walked away, leaving her sister behind for the last time…
Jessika Hyde: KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!!
OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH KAAAAAAAATIE!!
GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS? Do you want a hint? Well…here it is…
Today is the day before you have no more…
No more what you ask?
NO MORE BLOODY DAYS…ever!
…I’m just kidding Katie…
KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!!
Mistress says that you and I are to have ourselves a nice little match tomorrow at the Queenie of the Ringie Thingie, and I cannot wait to put my hands all over your bits and pieces. It’s going to be positively orgasmic when you and I finally get to settle our differences inside the ring.
No more…NO MORE fighting over who gets to sit and lick Mistress’s boot…no more NO MORE fighting over who gets to be tied up and beaten right proper!
KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!! KATIE!!
OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH KAAAAAAATIE!!
It’s me love…IT’S ME! It will always be me and tomorrow you find out why you’re getting replaced as Mistress’s favorite toy…it’s because you’re broken luv…
No…not yet…but tomorrow in Las Vegas…you’ll be broken into million million pieces and all the Queen’s horses and all the Queen’s men won’t be able to make you sane again!
Mistress said to fight…and lucky for me, that is all I want to do when I see your face! I’m coming for you Katie…I’m coming…and tomorrow I’m coming for you again, just not like just now, savvy?
Get ready to be replaced…