All Chapters of Disabled (completed): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

 The couple kept on the warrior  spirit. Ken maintained his grip on Nicky's neck, her claim seemed to have awoken him from a long time imprisonment in a lost world.  Nicky groaned in pain, Ken's grip hadn't loosened a bit, her sweat pores bathed her with their fluids, tears rolled down her cheeks, blood escaped out her nose and she felt dizzy. Ken paused there and his sweat dripped down on Nicky's face. Its salty content burned her eyes. Nothing changed, help wasn't coming. Nicky felt life draining out of her and with a final attempt to let go she gave out her brutal blow, which was of course a little tap on Ken's hand. It worked as Ken snapped out of his thoughts and blinked back to reality. "I got a child?" He asked, letting go of his grip, and la

Mrs Helen sat up in her bed reading her bible, she put her glasses on and still strained her eyes, she had a very poor eyesight at a young age, coupled with that of old age. A knock was heard on her door and the doctor walked in already set for work. "Good morning ma'am," the doctor greeted Mrs Helen.  "A... Don't you ever rest?" She asked him, wearing a smile.  "You know I've got patients to attend to and have.." he stopped, trailing off at an interruption. "...I do really understand that, and I'm glad you are a really hard working man, because my dear,  hard work pays off." She assured with a smile. "Hope you said your prayers and had breakfast." she added. "Good morning mum,

Nicky had finally gotten off easy bay; she parked the vehicle at a safe distance to avoid being traced. She walked down the street and the vision of the night she had escaped from the hospital and was drenched in the rain hit her and she felt sorry for Mrs Helen and the ways she had treated her, she knew she had caused her to leave her house to seek refuge elsewhere.  

Ken drove down the path, through the lonely streets into the highway, thoughts raced through his mind. "I knew my plan would be so successful. Yes, Nicky got what she wanted. At least I warned her not to dare me. Well, my family is now complete, I have my own daughter now and I'm going to train her to be nothing like her mother and more of m

It was three o'clock, the next morning. Daniella woke up shivering and a throbbing headache. Everytime she moved her head, the pain got worse so she lay still, trying to recall where she was and where she had been the night before. She blocked her nostrils, irritated by the odor she perceived, struggled up to a corner of the room and sat staring at Nicky who was fast asleep, dried tear marks stained her face.

Times past seasons, mixed things changed. There she was in her shirts and jeans, the blonde teenager growing into a male's choice, growing to become a dazzling young lady, but situations left her more like an outcast amongst freeborn, as usual she was always found doing house chores. Dale now had a bent figure. She had acquired that from the constant grass cutting, sweeping and scrubbing she was always assigned and forced to do. She had five round scars right on the back of her fist, two on her left and three on her right, they had been gotten from cigarette burns. 

There she was in his dungeon, flat on her back, hands tied sideways, legs tied sideways, she hung there in the air so close to the floor. Ken had it upgraded. There were now several hanging poles, more sophisticated torturing tools, he also had his robbery equipment. It proved more than a dungeon.  Dale had jus

 Dale tried to be as quick as possible. She crawled forward to pick up the garment, opening up fresh wounds. “Ouch, ugh!" She groaned in pain and lay still panting for some time. "You've got twenty seconds left!" Ken alarmed from out the door. 

Nicky stood speechless for some seconds. It was back, she had felt it before. That familiar feeling, it was worse than fear. It was the same she felt seventeen years ago.  "Why?" She grew worried for her, not for her present state but for what Ken was going to do to her when he found out.  

Nicky knew she had chosen to perform on a tightrope stretch sideways at the large mouth of the abyss and a single mistake would spell doom for her.  She now had a ghostly look on her marked face. she packed up and climbed out the lair, sealed its surface with the carpet and fridge in place. Droplets of blood stained its way towards Dale's room, Nicky began scrubbing o