Willie’s Fury PT2:FLASH WORD:MIND

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The fury cruised away the tail lights illuminated a single red high heel until Willie turned a corner. The shoe was in the darkness of the early morning. In the garage he opened the trunk, dragged her down the stairs leading to the sound proofed chamber under his basement. Her head hit the floor as he dropped her, “Mind your head.” Shackled, gagged she regained consciousness. Willie noticed she awoke. “Don’t mind the smell. Put the thought of rescue or escape out of your mind.” He picks up sharp rusty implements, “This is going to hurt, but you won’t mind.”

 

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