The Ghost Under My Boot

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TW: Intense language, NSFW, Drugs, Kidnapping.

Our planning was coming together smoothly, we got what we needed, and König helped me get everything ready for kidnapping Simon to break his mind.

We got his favorite beer, I got the drugs, and König helped me do my makeup and get me dressed to get Simon riled up. It was going to be perfect.

König waited outside while I went in, beer in hand, looking sexy as hell. Sexier than simon had ever seen me look since our wedding night. I unlock the door and open it, my * darling husband* sitting on the couch, with his fake happiness.

"Babe! You're home! I've missed you, how was your mission?" Simon said excitedly. Damn liar, I thought. "It went longer than I anticipated, had a few *surprises* along the way." I said, keeping up the facade.

"Well, you look amazing. Did you get dolled up just for me? And you brought my favorite beer?! Gods I love you." Simon says whilst leaning in to kiss me sweetly, god this kiss feels like acid on my lips.

"Mhm! I got your favorite. Why don't you get cleaned up from your day, I'll open this up for you and we can relax. Sound good?" I said with the biggest fake smile on my face. "Sounds good babe, you're so good to me."

Simon leaves to go get himself cleaned up in the bathroom. I quickly open his beer, and slip the pill in, letting the fizz of the pill mix perfectly with the fizz of the beer.

I quickly text König: "Beer is ready, now we wait. Be ready." Just as König acknowledged my text, Simon comes out cleaned up. He kisses me on the forehead and sits next to me as he picks up the beer and takes a few large gulps.

*Idiot.* I thought. With how big those gulps are, it won't be long now...

Not even 30 minutes goes by, and the damn lightweight is completely out. I slap his face gently a couple of times, with how light of a sleeper he is, he's out cold.

I text König: "Come grab the trash." And a quick thumbs up react from König and he's making his way in through the patio door I left unlocked.

"Is he out?" He asked, waiting a few steps back to be sure. "Oh he's very out." I said, smiling devilishly. König nods and quickly zipties Simon's wrists and ankles together and picks him up easily, slinging him over his massive shoulders and we make our way out in the night.

Simon hears ringing in his ears as I start to slap him awake, he groggily comes to, confused and disoriented.

"Oh good, you're finally awake my dear husband. You must be wondering what the absolute fuck is going on right?" I ask, I kneel closer to his face as he tries to break through his zip ties.

"I wondered the same thing when I walked in on you eating that whore's pussy when I came home yesterday. But don't worry, I'm not mad. No no, I could never be mad at my dear *sweet* Simon."

"What the fuck are you talking about, Willow?! Get me out of these things right now!" Simon shouts as he continues to pull at his zip ties.

"There's no use doing that, Simon. I used two sets of zip ties to keep you contained." König says as he finally walks out of the shadows, his voice dripping with disdain and hate.

Simon is a big guy, but König is a mountain compared to him, his massive frame completely shadows Simon from the moonlight.

"You hurt her. I had the thought to kill you, but Willow decided you deserved mercy. Well... If you count breaking your mind and spirit as a mercy..." His chuckle is deep and if I didn't know him as well as I did, he'd sound scary to me.

"You hurt me, Simon. Therefore, I'm going to hurt you... So... Much... *Worse*..." I begin removing my clothes in front of Simon, as König watches me intently, loving the view from where he's standing.

"Let me fucking go you whore! What're you gonna do, torture me by fucking this idiot?!" I quickly grab Simon's jaw and glare daggers into his eyes, my naked body kneeling in front of him.

"This *idiot* knows more about me and my desires more than you ever could have known, and you're going to watch all those desires right in front of your eyes." I slap him across the cheek as I giggle, standing up to make sure he sees every curve on my body perfectly.

"So... Are you ready Simon?"

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