“This is your all your doing,” I say to her. She only stares at me and sobs. I then place the fetus into the blender and seal the top. The sac is still attached and I can see the fluid start leak out into the bottom of the blender. I set it to pulse and hit the on button. As the blender screams to life the once clear container becomes stained in red and then turns to a pink hue as it mixed with the fluid from the embryonic sac. I look over to Matt and can see his eyes widen in horror and he starts to struggle even more, and tears start to form at the corners of his eyes and flow down his cheek. I provide him with a reinforcing smile and turn back to the blender, hitting the stop button and taking the top off, admiring the slush that is forming back to the bottom.
Grabbing the plastic feeding tube, I then walk over to Kristy and hold her nose shut. Suspecting what is about to happen she seals her mouth shut, but it proves futile as she soon gasps for breath and spews her mouth open. I take the moment to my advantage and start to shove the feeding tube down her throat. I do not push it to her stomach as is the purpose of the tube, but enough to allow for the passage of substances and still allow taste and feeling. I then attach the funnel to the end of the tube and ensure it makes a seal. I walk over to the blender and lift it off the mechanical base and the stand behind her raising the tube and funnel. I start to pour the contents of the blender into the funnel and watch as the clear plastic is taken over by the reddish pink color and disappear into her oral cavity. I know when the contents start to drip through as she begins to gag and struggle. She attempts to not swollen but finally does as she realizes she can’t breathe, and three big gulps are all it took to devour her own child. I pull the feeding tube out in a slow motion, and almost on cue she spits up her meal and covers her face and chest with some of the contents. Setting the blender and the tube down, I walk over to her and swab part of her vomit on my still gloved finger.
“Tell me, do you think this is part of a finger or maybe a toe,” I say to her in a calm voice, and then release a smile as I flick it back at her. Kristy looks up at me with despair in her eyes and starts to pass out.
Chapter 4: Sterilization
It only took ten minutes to stitch Kristy up and ensure the bleeding had ceased. Matt’s eyes have turned from ones of sadness to ones of anger, but he is just as much to blame as what happened to Aaron as she is. Kristy is still passed out from her experience but I need her awake for what’s to come. I move over to the right side of the room and grab a smelling stick, placing it under her nose resulting in a jolt of awareness.
“I need you to be awake for this next part Kristy. You need to know that you’re not the only one with dark secrets.” She glances at me with her eyes displaying defeat.
“I told you earlier that Matt and I were a couple once before, but I wasn’t providing the whole picture. It started when we were younger and he came on to me in his basement room. I didn’t know I was gay then, but when he crawled into bed with me and slide my hand down his pants I didn’t exactly flinch. I will give him credit, that dick of his is impressive soft, but when hard and those veins running ramped through it, it makes quite the spectacle. I admired the heft in my hand and knew I wanted it in my mouth, and as you can imagine that lead to other orifices being filled by it and eventually mine filling his.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“I don’t really care what you believe Kristy, I’m only telling you the truth. Now, I should say that this was never public, it only was spent by us alone. As time progressed he grew old of the experimenting, I, on the other hand, fell in love. There wasn’t much that I wouldn’t do for him, and he knew that, and he played it to his advantage. You both are very much alike, except when you are done with someone you just destroy them, Matt, on the other hand, likes to keep them in his back pocket for a rainy day.”
“This is all lies, all of it,” she croaks out. I then walk over to Matt and pry apart his lips with my fingers, watching the skin pull as they tear. He screams as they part and I can see small pools of blood form to fill the exposed tissue.
“Just stop Jason, you don’t need to go any further,” he pleads with me. I take in those brown eyes as they look up at me pleading. Those eyes always found an entry into my soul, but now there was no soul to gaze upon.
“Tell her Matt.”
“You’re lying,” he demands back. I then walk over to Kristy stopping by the now blood-soaked surgical tray, grab the scalpel and hold the blade to her neck pressing slightly to ensure I cut a thin area revealing blood.
“Stop,” she screams at me. I look over to Matt who realizes that he has no choice.
“It’s true,” he whimpers to her.
“Don’t lie for him, I know you Matt, and you wouldn’t do that.” I move to her left ear staring at Matt the entire time as I whisper a detailed description.
“Matt, tell her about Jersey, or I slit her throat.” He seems to hesitate but then realizes what is at stake.
“When I came home for R&R a few years ago, we went to New Jersey and partied it up. We got really drunk, and I failed at picking a girl up. We went back to the hotel and once we got into the room I dropped my pants and he started to blow me.”
“The whole story Matt,” I bark urging him to continue.
“I then grabbed him and took him to the bathroom where I threw him to the floor, ripped down his pants, and I fucked him on the bathroom floor”
“And what did we use for lube Matt?”
“The liquid soap that was on the counter,” he says almost inaudible.
“And where did you cum?”
“In your fucking mouth,” he says with the same weak tone. I look over to Kristy whose face is now in the form of disgust.
“He tells it better than I did, wouldn’t you agree Kristy?”
“You’re a fucking faggot, Matt. Fucking men and then coming home to fuck me.”
“It wasn’t like that, we were kids Kristy, it was stupid but it was just that.”
“Please, Matt I remember when you went to New Jersey, you were still married to Emma. You both were deployed and she was in Iraq, while you were fucking him. Lord knows how many time you guys fucked when you were alone.”
“I’ve never done that with you.”
“Enough, the both of you. You see how quick you turned on one another. You see Matt how you have now become almost cut out of her life. You’re now a threat to her and her view of herself. She can care less about you right now, and the sad part of that is you are the opposite wanting to draw her in and keep her closer. Let’s face facts here Matt, you’re a cheater and you have always thought with your dick. I think it’s time to remedy that situation.”
I move away from Kristy and walk over to the surgical tray. I roll it over to Matt, and the instruments make a clinking sound as the wheels run over bumps on the crumbling concrete floor. I stop in front of him and I can see him tense. I proceed over to the right of the room and assess the table. I find the ball gag that I desire and walk around the back of Matt. I hold the two ends and place the center of the ball over his mouth. He struggles as I do, but the tenderness of his lips shoot pain and he gasps. I take the opportunity and pop the rubber ball into his mouth and he bites down on it. I fasten the Velcro straps around his head and ensure a tight fit.