: The vehicle they had just stolen fit perfectly into the suburb neighborhood of Carsonville, A old nonde*********** gray four -door Ford which matched dozens of others in this middle income community. Don’t need to stand out now thought Cutter as he drove slowly down one road after another looking carefully at each well kept home they passed. Not sure what he was looking for but knowing that his safety and that of the three men with him depended on finding a place to hide and finding it soon. It had only been six hours since he and the others had broken out of the jail wing of the hospital. The radio was full of police bulletins warning citizens to be on the watch for the four escaped convicts
Watching just as carefully from the front passenger’s seat was Mike Washington, a convicted rapist serving a life sentence for his third conviction. In the back seat sat Willie Watson, a homosexual drug dealer serving ten years to life and “Crazy Carl” a demented child molester. Each had changed into civilian clothes stolen from the doctor’s locker room during the escape. The car was found in the parking lot covered with dust indicating it had not been moved for a few days. It was easily hot wired and started.
Cutter, real name Don Martin, was the leader of the group who had wrangled their way to the emergency room of the hospital by faking food poisoning. He himself was serving a life term for the murders of two teenagers who had the unfortunate luck to be parked, making love, on a back road when Cutter drove by. His nickname came from his specialized talent of using sharp knives and razors on his victims. “Guns are for the jerks,” he always said, “it takes an expert to slowly dispatch a victim and enjoy each second.”
THE ESCAPE: Cutter smiled when he thought of the ease with which they had gotten away. After arriving at the hospital under guard by two prison officers, the four men had been given exams by the head nurse. She was a tall slim red head with large tits; straining at her uniform. Her partner was an older gray headed lady who tried to smile and be friendly even though she was obviously nervous with four prisoners in her care. The redhead, who made no effort to be friendly, also had a very foul mouth and treated them like scum. Cutter made a mental note to take her down, a long way down, before they left.
All four were given hospital gowns to put on and told to get into bed. The emergency room had five beds separated only by sheets that could be drawn around each bed. Mike Washington had purposely put the gown on backwards with the opening in the front. The nurse glared at him and told him to put it on correctly as she saw his huge cock hanging in the open. Cutter quickly realized that actions such as this could jeopardize the escape plan and told Mike to knock it off.
The assigned doctor had not arrived from his home yet and the two prison officers said at the doorway with shotguns in hand looking very bored. The redheaded nurse snapped at Cutter telling him to come over to the desk. Cutter got up and holding the rear opening of his gown closed walked over to the desk smiling all the way. “What’s you name beautiful?”, he asked as he stood in front of her.
“None of your damn business,” she spat out, “let me ask the questions and you just answer.” “What is your prisoners number?, she asked, putting great emphasis on the word prisoner.
Cutter continued to smile while his mind was working on how he will bring this bitch down, down below his own level even.. “I have trouble remembering it honey,” Cutter drawled, “but I think it starts with sixty-nine.”
The nurse frowned and turned toward the officers at the door and said, “I’ve got another asshole here, can you straighten him out?”
Both of the prison officers stood up and walked over to either side of Cutter. Dave, the larger of the two, puts the barrel of his shotgun against Cutter’s groin and pushed in hard. Cutter bent double with the pain. “Don’t give the nurse any trouble Cutter.” She’s a friend.
Cutter felt this was the time to act. He moaned while doubled over and holding his hands together near his waist he then formed two karate fists. With the speed of a snake he lashed out right and left from his bent position striking both officers in their testicles. Both dropped the shotguns and tried to let out a scream but couldn’t. Each quickly received another chop to their “Adam’s apple” that finished them off as they fell to the floor. The redhead stood up and ran to the emergency button on the wall screaming for help. The other three men quickly got out of bed. Mike tackled the redhead and Willie grabbed the older nurse.
Carl went to the door and closed it sealing off the room from the hallway. Cutter checked the officers and found both out cold. He went over to the equipment cabinet and almost had an organism when he saw all the various ultra sharp scalpels lying on a shelf. Picking up one with a two inch blade he walked over to where the redhead was struggling with Mike. She quickly froze when Cutter held the blade an inch from her left eye and stood there saying nothing. Moving the blade slowly back and forth between her green eyes, he watched her eyes follow the blade without blinking, her body frozen against Mike’s.
“Well, well my pretty miss.”, Cutter softly said as he continued to move the blade between her eyes, “Do you think we might have a change of attitude here.” She managed a slight node of her head but no sound came forth. “Good girl, I hope you do mean that.” “I’ve looked forward to getting very close to you.”
Just then Willie, holding the older nurse easily in his grasp, asked, “What about this one?”
Cutter shook his head and said, “Don’t hurt her she was nice to us.” Walking over to the two officers, who still had not moved, he took out a pair of handcuffs and tossed them to Willie. “Just hook her up to that pole over there. You’ll not give us any trouble will you?” The older nurse shook her head and was handcuffed to the pole by Willie.
Cutter returned to the redhead nurse and asked, “Where is the doctors locker room?” She mumbled something about a couple of doors down the hall. Cutter told Carl to go down carefully and see if he could find some clothes. Turning to the nurse he again put the scalpel in front of her face and said, “Now lets get better acquainted. Willie is going to release you and you will not move one muscle. If you do I’ll cut your throat. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?” The nurse stiffened and nodded her head yes.
“OK Willie, let her go.” Willie released the tight grip he had on the older nurse and stepped back. The nurse didn’t move a muscle. “Name?”, asked Cutter, “I need a name to get close.”
“My name is Windy.”, she whispered still standing stiff as a board and watching the blade so close to her face.
“Windy, nice name Windy.” Do you mind if I get to know you, all of you?”
“No, I don’t mind.”
“Good, you really don’t have another choice in the matter and remember what I said about moving, I’ll cut your throat in an instant.” Windy closed her eyes and her body shook as she nodded acceptance.
Cutter then lowered the blade and one by one started to remove the buttons on her nurses uniform shirt. Windy’s eyes snapped open but she didn’t make a sound or move. Stepping behind her he grasped the collar of the shirt and cut down with the blade to the waist line. Reaching up to the two halves of the collar he pulled them down and over her shoulders and off her arms revealing a lacy white bra supporting her ample breasts.
“Nice, very nice but let’s get closer even still. Is that OK with you Windy?” She closed her eyes and again nodded her head. Cutter reached out and grabbed her hair and said, “I want to hear you Windy, say it.”
“Yes , yes. I do want you to get closer.”, Windy choked out.
Cutter then grabbed the waistband of the uniform skirt and with one slash cut down and let the garment drop. Windy now stood in her bra and panty hose that covered what appeared to be dark blue bikini panties. Cutter quickly cut the hose off and reached up and carefully cut one of the bra shoulder straps then the other. Placing the blade between her breasts he quickly pulled forward cutting the bra in half. As if fell to the floor, Windy shuddered as her massive breasts were reviled to all.
“Pretty, you should go topless at all times Windy, now for the final curtain.” Cutter carefully cut both sides of the blue panties from waist to thigh and watched as they slowly floated to the floor. Windy was a true redhead. “Having fun Windy? Answer me!.”
“Yes I am, please don’t hurt me.”, she cried as she stood fully exposed to all.
Cutter smiled and dropped his hospital gown reviling a massive hard-on pointing stiffly up into the air. “I will hurt you if you don’t get down on your knees and give me the best blow job of your life.”
“NO I can’t, I’ve never done that to a man.” Windy sobbed out.
“One last chance bitch, do it or you’re going to be sorry.” Cutter snapped as he placed his hands on her shoulders and tried to force her to her knees.
“NO, NO I can’t”, Windy cried as she tried to pull away.
Cutter reached down and grabbed Windy’s right nipple and pulled heavily on it stretching it out. With a quick motion the scalpel in his right hand came down and instantly severed the rose colored flesh held in his hand. For a second Windy made no sound but looked to see Cutter holding what once was the nipple of her right breast. Blood began to run from the wound and she began to scream. Willie grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth with his hand cutting off her scream. Cutter slowly walked over to the reception desk and tossed the severed nipple on it. “I guess you should have the doctor sew that back on, shouldn’t you?”
He opened up the supply cabinet and took out a large square bandage. Tearing it open he approached Windy and taking her bloody breast in his hand he pressed the bandage over the wound. “That will have to do for now my dear, we don’t have time to wait around. Now will you get on your knees and do as you were told?” Willie released Windy and she slowly sank to her knees in front of Cutter. Leaning her head back she opened her mouth wide and closed her eyes. Cutter smiled as he reached behind him and took a ball point pin off the desk and quickly placed it crosswise at the back of Windy’s teeth preventing her from closing her mouth.
“Sorry honey I don’t think you deserve my sperm. You’re a bitch and what bitches need bitches get.” With that statement he grabbed the back of her head and aimed his cock directly at her mouth and a heavy stream of urine exploded from its slit. Windy’s mouth quickly filled with the foamy liquid and she tried to close her mouth. Holding her head steady Cutter reached over and squeezed her nose closed. Windy couldn’t breathe without swallowing all the piss in her mouth. She gagged but got it all down. Cutter then filled her mouth again. Again she swallowed. Four more mouthfuls were filled and swallowed. Cutter released her hair and removed the pen from her teeth. “Maybe next time you’ll treat all people the same, with courtesy, correct.” Holding the bloody bandage tightly against her bleeding breast, Windy sank to the floor and slowly shook her head that she understood.
Just then Carl entered the room with clothes piled up on his arms. “I got them, let’s get the hell out of here.
The four men quickly dressed in the stolen clothes. Cutter went over to the older nurse and opened one handcuff and led her over to where Windy was still lying. He hooked them together through a table where they could move but not reach the phone. “You take care of the bitch old woman. They might be able to put her back together.” With that they left and stole the car out of the parking lot.
THE HIDING PLACE: Cutter suddenly remembered he was driving and supposed to be looking for a hiding place. All the homes look the same. Only the lawns and choice of paint colors made them different. Mike and Carl were both grumbling about getting caught if we couldn’t find a hiding place soon. Suddenly Carl thought about the car they were in. It was left for days perhaps the owner was away with an empty house nearby.
“Open up the glove compartment and look for the registration papers Mike.” , he yelled. Mike fumbled through papers and other things and came up with a California registration certificate. “Read it.” , commanded Cutter.
“It says this car belongs to Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Scott at 12312 West Apple Lane in Carsonville. Hey, that’s this town and I remember passing Apple Lane a while back in the hilly area!” Cutter immediately turned around and began to retrace their path.
After ten minutes they say a sign post that said Apple Lane. Driving slowly they watched each house as the addresses grew in larger in number until they came to an area where the homes were set way back from the road and obviously were very expensive. Cutter slowed down and noticed each gated driveway had numbers attached nearby. Mike suddenly exclaimed, “There it is, 12312 The Scott’s. It looks locked, how do we get in?” Cutter thought a minute and then said, “Look for an opener of some kind.” Mike quickly found a remote transmitter in the glove box and pressed the button. The metal gate slowly began to open.
Cutter looked carefully at the winding driveway that led up to a large home located behind trees. He pulled the car to the side of the road and stopped. “Let’s walk up first then bring the car. Might be family living there.” The four men got out the car and carefully moved up the driveway. At the top of the drive they came upon a large two-story modern home with many lights on and music coming from a window upstairs. Cutter had Willie and Carl go around to the left and he and Mike went around to the left. In the rear was a large swimming pool with a bubbling spa on one end. No one was in either but the door to the house was open. Willie and Carl met them and the four sat down to decide their actions. Cutter suggested a wait to find out how many were in the home and who they were. All agreed. Mike was sent down the drive to bring up the car without lights and close the gate. Cutter and Willie crawled up to the lighted window while Carl watched their backs.
By carefully looking into the window they could see a dinner table set up and a beautiful lady about forty-five years old speaking with what must be her two teen. They could see a boy and a girl. They were laughing as they ate and seemed to be having a wonderful time. Cutter noticed that there were only three place settings. Must mean that they were not expecting anyone else. He whispered to Willie that they should wait until they are sure no one else is around before moving in. Willie agreed just as Mike reappeared. Cutter called over to Carl and the four decided that an hour should be enough to determine if anyone else is inside.
The hour passed slowly as the four men watched the family finish their dinner and split up. The girl went upstairs and the boy went into a TV room. They watched as the mother put away the dishes and straightened up the kitchen. After a while the teenage girl returned downstairs in a tube top and shorts. All of the men took a deep breath when they saw how she filled out the top and the curve of her ass in the shorts. A real duplicate of her mother. She and her bother began watching TV and were soon joined by their mother. Cutter decided this was the time to move in.
He had Mike go to the front to prevent any escape in that direction. Carl watched the side door and he and Willie slowly entered the open door by the pool. They came into the TV room behind the family who were all sitting on the couch. Cutter took out one of the many scalpels he had taken from the hospital and motioned for Willie to stand behind the couch. Walking around in front, Cutter heard the family gasp in unison as he appeared between them and the TV
“Good evening, please don’t scream or do anything stupid. There are men behind you and outside who are very desperate. Just sit where you are and take deep breaths.” Cutter’s commands seemed to sink in as all three of the terrified people on the couch froze in place. “Sorry to intrude but we need some place to rest for awhile and your home has been picked.” “Carl, Mike come in now.”
When all four men were in side and in sight of the family the mother turned to Cutter and said, “Take anything you want but don’t hurt us. There is money in the study and jewelry in the upstairs bedroom. We won’t call the police until you’re safely away.” Cutter walked over in front of the woman leaned down and smiled while saying, “You don’t understand madam, we need a place to stay for a while. It seems we have too many people wanting to talk to us. Crazy Carl laughed his weird chuckle which seemed to bring chills to the three on the couch.
“Now let’s get something straight, I want to know who you are and who is missing from this lovely home.?” The woman replied, “Only my husband Tom, no one else lives here.” :”Where is old Tom?” “He flew to Oakland for a medical conference. He’ll be back tomorrow.” “Does he drive a gray four door Ford?” “Yes, how did you know?” “We’re driving it lady.” “Well seems we should introduce ourselves to be neighborly, I’m Cutter this is Mike, Willie and Carl”. “What’s yours?” The woman looked at her son and said ,”That’s Bobby my son and this is Dawn my daughter. I’m Mrs. Scott.” “Forget the formalities lady, what’s your name?” The woman shrank back and said, “My name is Debbie Scott.”
“That’s better.” , said Cutter as he searched the room with his eyes. Class, money was all in evidence. Must take hundreds of thousands to furnish this whole house like this he thought. “OK we now are close friends and formalities are out of the way let’s talk about our mutual get together for the next few days.” Debbie Scott stiffened and cried, “next few days? What do you mean, take what you want but leave us alone. Her children crept closer to her as she spoke.
Cutter scanned the family group. Debbie a tall beautiful woman in fine attire, Dawn a vivacious teenager with a woman’s body, and Bobby an overly tall young boy with that all American look. Walking directly in front of them he looked each in the eye and slowly said in a voice that gave them all chills, “You people will have us as guests for a long time, you will treat us as guests at all times we will treat you as we desire at all times. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” Debbie and her children shook in unison but understood this man meant what he said. Debbie knew her children didn’t know what might be in store for them from these animals. Debbie did know and it made her blood run cold.
DINNER BREAK: Cutter immediately had Willie, Mike and Carl fan out to search all the rooms in the home. It consisted of five rooms downstairs and six upstairs with many bathrooms. After twenty minutes they all returned with the news that no one seemed to be there and all signs seemed to indicate that only the husband was missing. No weapons were found and very little cash seemed to be around. Debbie was questioned and confirmed that they did not allow guns in the house.
Cutter thought it was time to plan their first night in the house and make sure everyone knew what was going to be the rules for tonight. Mike said he had put the car in the garage and closed the door. Carl and Willie said both homes on either side were dark and had high walls that prevented anyone from seeing in. A steep hillside in the rear also prevented anyone from seeing in from that direction. Cutter now relaxed a little and noticed he was feeling hungry. The family was still sitting together on the couch when he came into the room. Walking over to Debbie he smiled and said, “How about all of us sitting down to a nice dinner?” “I’m sure you are a good cook Debbie and we’re all very hungry.” Debbie nodded and holding both of her children’s hands she pulled them down the hall into the kitchen. Cutter motioned for Mike to follow them.
Cutter walked over to the fully stocked wet bar in the room and poured himself a stiff drink of Cognac. If there was any finer taste than the brandy of France, he had not found it. Willie and Crazy Carl walked over and fixed themselves a drink also. “What’s our next step?, asked Willie. I guess we have to plan to stay here for a few days, maybe a week.” answered Cutter. “If so we have to make sure we are completely in control and have every thing covered. One mistake and the cops will get us.” Willie set back in his chair and lifted his glass, “No problem boss, I’d like to get to know that lovely young boy better. He really interests me. “Forget it for now Willie, we have to plan our survival. That’s the most important thing now.”
“OK but I have a real hard-on for that boy.”, replied Willie as he downed his drink. I will save myself for him later.” Cutter winced as he remembered the stories of how Willie treated his sexual conquests. Turning to all of the men in the room he said, ” Here is how we will handle this, if anyone doesn’t like it let me know now or keep his peace.” None of the men spoke up. They knew how Cutter took care of the opposition. No one wanted to test his skills with the blades he carried from the hospital.
Mike came into the room and said dinner was ready. All entered the dining room and found that Debbie and the kids had cooked some steaks and potatoes and had seven place settings laid out on a long formal table. “Wow,” said Crazy Carl, ” Never saw such a meal in my life.” All sat down and ate a delicious but very quiet dinner. Cutter sat next to Debbie and watched her every action. She in turn kept her eyes on the kids. She and the kids ate with forced mechanical motions, never smiling never saying a word. Mike sitting next to young Dawn kept his eyes looking down the cleavage of her tube top. Crazy Carl spent his time trying to make conversation with young Bobby. During dinner Cutter had whispered in Debbie’s ear that a glass of wine would be a nice accompaniment to the dinner. She rose and removed a bottle of Burgundy from the storage rack and poured each of the men a glass. “Don’t forget anyone”, said Cutter motioning at the children. Debbie hesitated but then poured a half glass for both of them also. When everyone had finished Cutter went to the wine cabinet and found a bottle of very old Cognac, his favorite drink. He poured some into a glass and inhaled the aroma. Debbie and the children cleaned the table and put the dishes away. All were ordered back into the living room where Cutter stood before them like a commanding general.
“It must now be obvious to all of you that my men and I have total control over this house and of you.” Cutter watched as the three hostages shivered at this words. “We will be guests here for a few days perhaps a week but in any case you will do exactly as you are told to do and do it without questions or hesitance.” “Failure to comply will bring harsh punishment and pain.” “UNDERSTAND?” Looking around, Cutter saw all three of the Scott’s with their eyes closed and heads bowed. He walked over directly in front of them and in a loud voice said, “I want each and every one of you to repeat just what I told you, NOW!.” Debbie swallowed hard and said, “If we don’t do as you say you will hurt us.” Dawn was next, “We will be hurt if anything goes wrong.” Bobby squeaked out a mumbled acceptance of the demand. Cutter smiled and walked back to the front of the room. “Good, that’s very good. Now lets make arrangements for the night. You two teens will sleep in one room where you can be watched. Willie you’ll stay with them in that room. Carl, you Mike and I will take turns standing watch. One hour on, two sleeping.” Mike glanced at Debbie and said, “What about the pretty lady? Where does she sleep.?”
“That will be taken care of don’t worry my friend.”, said Cutter as he saw Debbie cringe and shutter. “Now, off to bed kids and don’t give Willie any problems. “Please”, cried Debbie, “Can’t we all stay together .” “I don’t think you’d like that my dear lady. said Cutter, “Unless they’re into voyeurism.” Debbie’s eye’s widened and her face froze. She understood just what he meant. Her night would not pass in peaceful slumber.
BEDTIME: Willie grabbed both Bobby and Dawn roughly by the arms and started up the stairs. He stopped at the first bedroom and drugged them in closing the door behind him. Both of the kids looked very scared and stood together in the corner. Looking around Willie could see he had chosen Dawn’s room. Typical teenager’s room with lots of posters of the latest “hulks” from MTV and the movies. Pink and yellow pastels gave the room a bright look. Checking out the one door he found a nice bathroom with a small window twenty feet off the ground. Too small even for Bobby to crawl through he thought. Going to the hallway door he slid a large chest-of-drawers in front of it. No one was going to move that without waking him up. The rest of the room was made up of two twin beds and a desk.
“OK kids, you two take the far bed, I’ll take this one.” Dawn and Bobby looked at each other, they had not slept together in the same bed since in ten years. “Get to bed, now.”, Willie shouted. Quickly getting under the covers the Bobby and Dawn made the best of the tight conditions. Both were too scared to complain. After the lights were out and Willie was snoring, Bobby whispered to Dawn, “What do you think they’re going to do next?” Dawn whispered back, “I don’t know but try to do what they want and don’t get them mad, they could really hurt us.” Little did she know how visionary she would be.