The Silencing of a Loudmouth.

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You wanted to see me, Morty?

A teaseful voice came from the open doorway to Mort's private quarters on the Terra heute Shipyard...He had been expecting this late night visitor, he turned to her, after packing something in the old looking drawer.

Ahh...indeed, Lisa, I wished to congratulate you on your fine new spot as the captain of the shiny new liner. I am sure the Outcasts will be glad of the influx of these wealthy patrons as slaves, no?

He gave a soft chuckle and shook his head slowly as he turned to the older female, in her thirties she had a wondrous body, yet her appearance seemed more then delightful...
Her black hair was a little shorter then her shoulder length, her figure sleek, full hips, a wonderful chest, which was covered only by two exes, made from duct tape, covering her nipples.

Her lower half was clad in a tight fitting pair of jeans, something Mort really liked, but tonight he had something else in mind.

Do you know why I have called you this late? He asked with a sly grin to her and watched Lisa slowly sway herself over to him in her devilishly slutty way, wrapping her arms around him from behind, making him sigh in delight and close his eyes some

You don't need to tell me, Morty...I know you have ways to reward your best workers indeed...I would come at any time of the day, you know.

Mort's lips curled a little in a smile she did not see and he reached out to his inner pocket of the old vest he was wearing and then turned in her arms to hug her properly, and smile, she was a lot taller then him, he was looking up at her from between those two lovely orbs.

Oh...indeed...

He chuckled as he stood on his tippy toes to plant a kiss on those full lips that had pleased him not only once, his arms around her neck to pull her lower.

And now...you will be rewarded, my dear... He said as she fell down on his bed, limply, the siringe in his grasp now empty and the now paralyzed woman lay there, her eyes wide in shock, but a simple smile on her face...she knew he liked it rough...she had experienced it before, but this....she indeed liked this.


Morty...you bad boy...gonna tie me up again are you? She asked and licked her lips once more, feeling them go numb as well, soon she wouldn't be able to move her neck as well and she saw the man get the ropes and leaned in to her, kneeling to tie her legs and arms, the woman trying to lick over his collarbone when he was that close.

Soon she was bound...and Mort gave an evil grin.

My dear...this little injection will wear off in about...half a hour...let's not waste the time, shall we?

He chuckled and she already relaxed for him, waiting for him to crawl on-top...but instead he turned around to walk over to the desk he had tampered with before taking out a small glass bottle of spirits...then a large needle...and a thin, stainless steel cord wire.

Lisa only could blink a little as she saw him do this...what was that bastard upto again...tease...

Now now...don't worry, my dear, this will last only a few moments, you know... He giggled childishly and as he talked, he thread the needle with the wire and smiled softly, opening the bottle and taking a sip, before spraying the tasty, burning and irritating liquid over the needle and cord, sterilizing them.

You know...Lis...Ive heard things about you, you do enjoy being my little...helper..do you...well here's the catch...
No talk..no tell...I am sure you wanted to tell something to Yotaka, something I wouldn't like you to do...so....

He turned to her once more and moved over to where she lay, bond and paralyzed for now. Let's make sure you get the hint, allright, love? Now...hold still..

He grinned as he tied the end of the cord in a knot, moving the needle close to her mouth, her eyes wide in terror...he couldn't be serious....

A sharp exhale could be heard as the needle pierced her lower lip, the man taking his time to pull the cord through the soft flesh, suddenly his fingers clamped her lips shut so he could pierce the needle through the bottom lip, through it and up through the upper one, effectively sawing them together.

You know...my mother taught me how to mend my own socks...the bitch never was much use eh? Well, thanks mom, you just helped me a lot!

Mort almost laughed out in utter delight as he saw the woman's pained expression, the spirits irritating the wounds, causing them to swell some, another two loops through her lips were made, then a third...fourth...fift....

At this point the woman's face was a bleeding mess, Mort's hands as well, so sometimes he needed a few attempts, much to her luck, to pierce her flesh, the needle now slick with blood.

Soon enough her lips were neatly stitched shut...and Mort was happy. He could see her body twitch a little, he knew she was beginning to regain the control over her body.

Shh...shh...now now, careful, don't tug too hard, this wire is quite sharp you know. Ill make sure you don't open your mouth for some time, Lis. He murmured and then nodded, wiping a tear off her cheek and smiled sweetly.

No..really...I don't want to do this, you know, just...well.....yeah. He chuckled silently as he turned away once more to get out a knife, cutting off the ropes that bound her, while he moved back to put the now blood stained equipment back in the drawer, he could hear her move and he smirked. All was well.


Now then...I expect you to do good at your new Job, a captain of a slave liner is quite the responsibility.


As he walked out, he paused to see her holding on to the doorframe, her knees buckling, tears mixed with blood now dripping from her chin, down her neck, over her exposed chest.


It was a fun night, love...now if you will excuse me...

He chuckled and began to walk away, yet he stoped for a moment...hrmmmed and turned suddenly.

Time's up...


The knife flew quite fast and embedded itself into Lis's abdomen, causing the woman to scream out in utter most pain, the sharp cord wire in her lips now tightening...slicing...ripping....falling down and dangling from what was left of those lips...