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Kidnap slimv2001@yahoo.com Part 3 Mark Ferguson came home to a quiet house. His wife asked him to check on the kids while she reheated his dinner. Mark kissed his kids goodnight and sat down to a dinner of warmed spaghetti. His wife took a seat beside him and asked about his day as she lit a cigarette. Mark ate and talked while his wife listened and smoked. He told her about the Torrance case and about meeting Peter Torrance. He told her that Torrance was on the level and that he felt bad for the guy. Mark didn't smoke. It might have bothered some men if their wives blew smoke at them while they ate. But it didn't bother Mark and his wife knew it. She had started a year after they met when she was 16. She remembered being worried that he wouldn't like it- but he was thrilled. He thought it made her look sexy. No wonder she was smoking three packs a day. Seven miles away, a balding man of 40 inserted a tape in his VCR and pushed the play button as he stripped to his underwear. He fast-forwarded to the part where he explained the rules. He heard him self-say, "The rules are simple. I'll feed you if you smoke. I'll starve you and shock you if you don't." The confusion in her voice amused him as she asked him what the hell he was talking about. He explained the rules again. He laughed when Linda told him she didn't smoke. "Oh, but that was yesterday" he told her. "This is today." She shrieked in pain when he pushed the red button. He felt his cock stiffen as the women screamed. Of course the electric shock wasn't dangerous. As a doctor he knew that. But it was a persuasive tool. He got tough with her when he saw she wasn't inhaling. "You're not doing it right." And he pushed the red button. "But I don't know how to smoke!" cried Linda. "I hate it! Please stop. Let me go. I won't tell any body. Please let me go." "Smoke it!" he yelled "and this time inhale for crying out loud." Linda did as she was told. She didn't want another shock. She put the filthy Pall Mall to her lips and pulled. The smoke was incredibly harsh- far worse than she imagined. The smoke burned her lungs. She began to cry when the man in the white coat told her to do it again. "Who are you?" she asked. Although his back was to camera he could almost see himself smiling as he told her to call him Dr. Blacklung. He ejected the tape and put in another so he could watch it from a different angle. When he was through with his tapes, he went to the kitchen and made him self a ham sandwich. He made another for Linda and took them to the basement. Tipped off by the sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs, Linda quickly lit another Pall Mall. She inhaled the smoke. It still hurt her lungs but not as bad as this morning. She picked a piece of loose tobacco from her tongue and flicked it so that it stuck to the Plexiglas sides. Dr. Blacklung was relieved to see his hostage smoking. He walked up to the cage and pulled up the dead bolt allowing him to slide a piece Plexiglas up. The hole was just large for the children's potty to pass through. She may have used it but he wouldn't clean it until tomorrow. After all, he wasn't running a hotel. He pushed the ham sandwich and a cup of water through the hole and sat down in front of the stage to enjoy the show. Linda greedily stuffed the sandwich in her mouth. She hadn't eaten since yesterday. Although her taste buds were becoming more worthless by the hour from smoking, the sandwich still tasted good. She washed it down with water and put the cup on the floor as she faced her kidnapper. She was becoming less self-conscious about her nudity. This man whoever he was seemed to have no interest in her flesh. She wished he would let her take a shower as she closed her eyes and thought of Pete and her daughter. Whatever this animal wanted she would give it to him. She'd do any thing to see her family again. "Are you ever going to let me out of here?" she asked. "Don't speak to me unless you're smoking" he told her. Linda sighed and shook the pack of Pall Malls. She stared awestruck as the last cigarette in the pack fell out and rolled across the metal floor. Had she really smoked the whole pack today? She lit it and inhaled the largest puff her pink lungs would allow without coughing and asked again. "Are you ever going to let me go home?" "That's entirely up to you", said Dr. Blacklung. "I don't understand", cried Linda. "What do you want from me? If you want to fuck me then do it and get it over with. What's with the cigarettes?" "It has nothing to do with fucking and every thing to do with smoking", said Dr. Blacklung. "I'll let you go as soon as you smoke ten packs of Pall Malls in a day. It's that simple." "What! You're trying to kill me with cigarettes? How sick is that?" asked Linda. "What's the point? I don't get it." "My mother smoked Pall Malls. Did I ever tell you that?" asked Dr. Blacklung. "She was a beautiful and saintly woman and I loved her dearly. She contracted lung cancer when I was 14. It was the most amazing thing I ever witnessed. My father was too poor to afford medical care, but he could buy her cigarettes. She smoked them until the end you know. She knew they were killing her but she couldn't quit. I don't think she wanted too. You understand, don't you? She's the reason I became a doctor." "If you're a doctor, why do you want me to smoke these God awful things," asked Linda. Dr. Blacklung laughed. I didn't become a doctor to help people survive their cancers. I became a doctor so I could be close to them as they succumbed. Think of all the X-rays I've seen. Think of all the pain and suffering." "Isn't that enough," asked Linda? "Why do you need me if you have all that?" "Are you daft?" asked the doctor. "For crying out loud, I work in a hospital. My patients can't smoke. Oh yes, I hear their coughs and see their tears but I never get to see them smoke. It's just not fair. But I have you now. I can watch you smoke from start to finish." "I thought you said you would let me go if I smoked ten packs in a day." "I did say that", said Dr. Blacklung. "I'm not a liar. Its not as if I enjoy having house guests." The doctor reached in his black bag and took out two packs of Pall Malls and pushed them through the window. "I don't care when you finish these but we're having spaghetti tomorrow night and I hate to eat alone, but I will if you force me too." |
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