Teddy Gets Burned - Sex Stories

Teddy Gets Burned

... cargo. She used the keys to let herself out through the door beside the chain-link gates that barred the way in the night-time. Walking to the end of the block, she turned to pass the front of the building. Instead of passing by, she opened the front door and went to the security desk where Teddy sat when not in another area of the building. Switching the security cameras to the twentieth floor, she saw Teddy at a drinking fountain, splashing water on his face frantically, trying to make himself urge to throw up the chemicals that entered his mouth. He looked up at the camera for a moment and she saw his burned face, blistered eyes and torn bleeding mouth. All of a sudden he grasped his crotch and pulled his pants down, followed by his boxer shorts, which caused him to collapse to the floor in agony as the waistband tore his blistered and burned genitals which were stuck to the materiel. Even with the small, grainy image from the security camera, she could see part of his penis was almost dissolved by the powerful corrosive. She left the camera focused on him as he fainted, face distorted in terror and pain. She locked the image onscreen and with the empty drain cleaner bottle and fire extinguisher, she left by the main door. She left the building open and unlocked, used the keys from his ring to put them in the trunk of Teddy’s car which she drove to a back alley in the very nasty part of town where she’d grown up, taking Teddy’s .38 police special and the ammo clips for ...

... it with her. Chandra hailed a cab that was passing and returned for her little Toyota near the office tower and drove home to finish packing. 8 a.m. the next morning the movers arrived on schedule. Chandra had planned her relocation for months, finished her job two days previously with no forwarding street address, other than a mail redirection service that would send forms to her at tax time, etc. Her final pay was in her bank account, which she’d cleaned out, mail redirection done weeks previously. She’d already gotten a new position with another company across the border in the U.S. and with no living relatives, she was on her way to losing herself in a new world. The movers had left as she had a last look over her old apartment. All that remained was a chair she hated, Teddy’s clothes in a heap, some dishes and cookware that she didn’t want and a few of Teddy’s belongings. Some of the stuff she’d sent down the trash chute out of spite. She saw a cop car pulling up in front of the apartment building as she was ready to leave. By the time the police could reach the apartment, if they were there to see her, she’d be in her car and heading out of the city. As she crossed the bridge heading south toward the border and her new life, she switched on the radio to catch the morning news. The announcer was saying something about a security guard in serious condition after an unexplained attack in the office building where he was working over-night. Police were on the lookout for a ...