The Locklears Chapter Two

"I know you didn't think a woman as beautiful as my wife would be interested in someone like you" said a tall figure as he emerged out of the darkness behind the shackled man.  With fear in his eyes the shackled man asked who they were.  "My name is Linda Locklear and this is my husband Rusty Locklear."  "Enough with the small talk Linda go get the work tools."  "As you command daddy."  Walking past their victim into the darkness Linda grabbed the cold steel push cart and brought it to Rusty.  "Will you just look at all these toys" Rusty's eyes lit up like a child's at Christmas.  "What do we have here" reaching her arm out in the motion of a snake Linda became sexually aroused.  "We have a hammer, scalpel, acid, nail gun, and an ice pick" Linda's voice was filled with excitment.  Pissing himself their victim began to cry.  "Linda this is your victim so you have to inflict the first wound."  Responding to Rusty's words Linda picked up nail gun.  "Linda you don't have to do this" pleaded the man.  "I have kids that I provide for.  My name is Timothy Yates.  I have a wife."  Linda silenced Timothy with a swift kick to his testicles.  "Look Rusty it actually think we care about it's pathetic little life."  Placing the muzzle of the nail gun on Timothy's foot Linda pulled the trigger.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet aka Red Seven