Posted by The Black Knight on December 09, 1999 at 22:15:33:
Michelle Pfeiffer stood in the middle of a darkened and deserted warehouse. The blonde bombshell was dressed in a skin tight light pink blouse and jeans. She stood with her back to a concrete pillar with her hands handcuffed to a ring just over her head. Michelle stood slouched against the pillar half-asleep and still feeling the effects of the drugs that had rendered her unconscious so she could be brought to this spot. She raised her head slightly as a shadow fell across her. A very female form filled a white blouse and jeans as they sauntered toward her. She looked toward the face, but found only a black skin mask.
"Why am I here?" Michelle's low voice asked with just a hint of slur.
"You need something to wake you up Michelle." the young woman said.
"I know that voice." Michelle said softly.
In her drugged mind she struggled to place the all too familiar voice, and almost kicked herself whens he couldn't.
"Maybe I can clear you mind and help." the young woman said.
Suut. Suut. Suut. Michelle's light blue eyes snapped open wide and her jaw dropped as bullets tore into her belly. As such a close rang, the bullets tore through the flesh, her entrails, and out her back without even expanding leaving three neat round holes clean through Michelle's middle.
"Why?" Michelle gasped as she looked down at her already blood soaked blouse.
"I'll give you a few minutes to think about it Michelle, then I'll come back." the masked woman answered.
Michelle grimaced as her attacker sauntered off. She stood watching her belly pumping and out as she gasped out of pain. She would have probably smiled at that thought, if she weren't in so much pain. After what seemed like weeks the woman in the mask came back and walked up close enough to touch Michelle.
"Who...who are you?" Michelle asked.
"What? You want to know who it was that just plugged you? Who it was that made sure your last moments on earth would be filled with the most agony that they could be?" the masked woman asked.
The woman ripped off her mask and shook her head, letting her shoulder length golden blonde hair fall where it should be.
"YOU!" Michelle gasped as she looked at a face very similar to her own, except it was slightly thinner and they bright blue eyes sparkled with youth and excitement.
"Oh now don't go bellyaching on me Michelle." Dedee Pfeiffer said with a slight smile.
"But...but I'm your sister...you...you can't kill me." Michelle gasped.
"You're gutshot Michelle, you're already as good as dead." Dedee laughed.
Michelle clenched her teeth as she turned away from her sister's face.
"Oh now Michelle, no need to pout. There is one thing I've always wanted to try before you go." Dedee said.
Dedee put her hand behind her sister's head and leaned in close to her. Michelle stiffened as Dedee's lips met hers. Michelle's eyes widened in shock as she felt the kiss, not of a sister, but of a lover. Suut. Suut. Suut. Michelle's eyes closed tightly as she was rocked by three more bullets at point blank range. Michelle tried to break away, but every time she moved Dedee moved with her. Dedee shuddered with excitement as she tasted blood in her mouth and a little bit trickled from the corners of their mouths. She felt Michelle relax and stepped back. Michelle sagged against the the handcuffs with her eyes rolled back in her head. the final three bullets had penetrated up under her rib cage angled up through her liver, stomach, and lungs. Dedee wiped the blood from her mouth and giggled.
"That was fun, who do I try next?" Dedee shouted as she walked toward the door.