Walters Paradise

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Chapter 12



“So, what has everyone come up with for today?” Walter asked referring to their goals they had wanted to accomplish in life. “Elle?” Walter looked at her first.



“Um…” Elle looked around before she looked back at Walter. “I guess what I wanted in life was… just to grow up, and have a nice life with someone I cared about.” Elle said simply.



Walter nodded, “That’s a good start.” Looking over at Alex he raised a questioning brow, “What about you?”



Alex shrugged, “I wanted a family… not just a bloodline, a real loving family.” Alex looked down.



Walter looked towards Harry, “You?”



“I tried so hard to give my family a good, peaceful life, but all I got was pain and misery. I just want that peace I once had.” Harry looked up at Walter.



“Angela?” Walter asked.



Grabbing her arms she looked down, “I really just wanted to feel safe with someone. I don’t want to have to worry about getting hurt every time a guy walks into a room with me.”



Walters eyes moved to Lisa, “I’m sure you have something to say as well.”



Lisa nodded slowly, “I’ve always wanted someone I could depend on who would protect me; instead I get stepped on and abused… I want it all to get better.”



Walter looked around the room, “Do you think these goals are something you can achieve?”



They all looked at him confused, “How would I ever get a peaceful family life?” Harry asked.



Walter smiled peacefully, “I suppose that’s a good question, Harry. Walter let silence fill the room.



“Can we go now?” Alex asked bored.



Walter nodded and watched as four of them left. When it was only Lisa who still remained. The look on Walter’s face suggested he wasn’t very pleased with how little respect he was getting around there anymore. Lisa hadn’t moved an inch; she was transfixed on her legs as she sat deep in thought.



At first glance it looked as if she was just lost in space, but Walter began to realize there were drops coming from her eyes. “You can leave now you know?” Walter wasn’t sure why she was sitting there crying.



Looking him dead in the eye Lisa stared, “I’m sorry… I just…” Shaking her head she stood up quickly; her head bobbed down before she began walking like a zombie out of the room.



Walter sat looking confused. That hadn’t made any sense at all to him. Rolling his eyes he thought about how little sense women ever made to him. His mind retraced his memory of the subway as a teenager. Cynthia had burned him so badly one would assume all women were cold, yet it made no sense to him why Lisa wasn’t. Leaning back Walter decided to have a rest.



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Lisa made her way to the walk-in closet by herself an hour before schedule. The different fabrics kept her calm as she ran her fingers over the different textures. It made no sense why they had a giant closet if they were only supposed to wear their sexy outfits.



Sitting down on the table full of different silk sheets Lisa felt quite calm as she stared at the ceiling. Letting her body fall limp she closed her eyes and softly trailed her fingers over her shoulder closest to her neck. The tingling sensation excited her, and knowing soon she’d be letting Angela touch her it was important she was well prepared.



Kicking off her red heels slowly she listened as they made a sound while they hit the floor. Her mind was racing as she thought about the wild contrast between this so-called Hell and her so-called life. Being forced to have sex with any of these people wasn’t an issue as they weren’t judging her nor willing to force her themselves, meanwhile the man who is forcing them has become the apple of her eye. Such a strange transition it was changing from the willing drug-whore who had no real life beyond her addiction.



The door opened and closed silently as she carried on running her fingers peacefully over her skin with her eyes closed. Walter watched as she carried on without noticing him. Her own personal Hell was not this house; the house was too perfect and interesting to ever be a Hell. Her personal Hell was knowing Kauffman never got punishment for what he did to her; surely he was serving time for his own crimes with drug distribution, but not for ruining her. Never would anyone suffer for what they put her through.



Lisa could still remember how he wore grey suits and that same haircut all the time he’d known her. That I.D. badge on his chest was as clear as a bell in her mind; even those tired bags under his eyes were seeping inside her brain again.



Walter stepped closer and watched as she was so deep in concentration she didn’t notice him at all. Her toes curled and released much like a cat mixing with its claws when content. Walter had never seen a girl look so deep in thought before; he had never seen one so beautiful before either.



Outstretching his hand he ran his fingers over her skin without touching her at all; what was this new obsession of his? Taking the ends of her hair in his fingers he felt the texture of her soft honey coloured hair; a jolt of excitement rushed through him as the new feeling flooded over his finger tips. This couldn’t be healthy.



All this time, Walter never felt a single connection to a female, but in death he found the perfect one it seemed. It was really a shame she’d never be able to return the feelings, but he would do his best to make her happy in her stay. Letting go of Lisa’s hair he turned around slowly and left the room unnoticed.



Opening her eyes Lisa looked up at the ceiling as a strange feeling burned through her chest. It felt like someone was there in the room, but she couldn’t see anyone. The door opened to reveal Alex and Harry. “Hello, Lisa.” Harry took a seat on a chair in front of the table.



“Were you just in here a few seconds ago?” Lisa asked them curiously.



“No… but we saw Walter heading down the hallway. He seemed to be in a hurry.” Alex replied.



Lisa sighed softly and felt the tips of her hair; it was probably nothing. Elle and Angela caught her attention as they headed inside the room. “Are we ready?” Angela asked as Lisa sat up to make room for Angela.



“We’re just missing one person… if you want to call it a person…” Alex commented.



Lisa ignored it and looked at Angela, “Are you going to be alright with this?” Lisa asked.



Angela nodded, “I’ll be alright.”



Harry tried hard not to stare at Angela as he knew today would be the day he might see her entire body; it was making him rather fidgety. Elle took her seat next to Alex and exchanged a small smile.



Walter walked inside the room and sat down at the back of the room quickly. “Begin…” Walter said rather hastily.



Lisa and Angela faced each other on the counter before Angela began removing Lisa’s outfit carefully. Walter rested his elbows against the arm rest as he leaned back; his hands covered his mouth as he observed silently. Alex tilted his head to the side slightly as Angela pulled Lisa’s dress down so her breasts were revealed; Elle clubbed his shoulder just enough to make sure he wasn’t having too much fun. Lisa pushed the rest of her clothes off and onto the floor. Lisa untied the top of Angela’s white shirt and pushed it off her shoulders; Harry swallowed hard as he tried hard not to look at her large breasts.



Lisa pulled down Angela’s skirt and leaned in to lock lips comfortingly; it seemed Angela responded well to the kissing since it took her mind off the humiliation and shame. Once Angela was completely naked she began placing her fingers against Lisa’s clit; this wasn’t anything new to her, but she did enjoy as Lisa gasped at the feeling.



Before Harry could stop himself his eyes ventured down to look over her entire body; it was absolutely perfect. Clenching his jaw closed he tried hard to swallow as he throat became dry. Lisa placed her fingers between Angela’s legs and began rubbing along with her. The two began gasping together as they both leaned forward to lock lips again.



Alex looked sideways at Elle and remembered how they were all touching each other last night; damn they were kinky! Harry was having a hard time as he tried not to think about his erection. Why did these things have to happen? Thoughts rolled into his mind that he didn’t want in there to begin with; the feeling of her legs wrapped around his, and the taste of her tongue were not thoughts he needed right now. His erection was getting hard to hide.



Walter watched Lisa intently as his eyes traveled over her breasts and hips; those were his favorite parts of a girl’s body. His hair covered his eyes briefly as he looked down to see the place between his legs getting harder; he stifled a quiet groan as he watched their fingers work each other generously.



Lisa enjoyed this game very much; Angela was a wonderful partner despite what most people might think; her hands were soft and her fingers were shaking enough to vibrate over her clit nicely. Lisa slipped two of her fingers inside Angela’s vagina feeling the warmth and wetness; the arching motion she made followed by the loud moan caused Harry to bit down on his tongue to keep from making noise.



The two women were reaching their points as Lisa’s hands ventured over Angela’s breasts making Harry envious. Alex stared in delight; he was about ready to praise Walter for this one.



Angela gripped the table edge as Lisa began working her up to an orgasm; Lisa was having the same feeling as she hunched closer to Angela. “I think this is it!” Lisa panted madly at Angela.



“Oh… I hope so!” Angela moaned as her hips bucked.



Harry and Alex looked glazed over as they watched both of the girls begin to moan in an orgasmic manner. Once the girls both sat panting Walter stood up quickly and rolled the dice across the floor. Harry looked down at them. “Walter Anal Harry.” Harry’s eyes shot up at Walter, “Again?!”



Walter stared for a moment, “Consider it your last terrible trial. That game will take place on the stairwell.” Walter stated.



Elle looked down at Alex and Harry’s laps. “Oh God! Am I the only person who didn’t get aroused by that?” Elle shrieked.



Looking at Walter there was no better reaction, “Ugh! I’m surrounded by perverts…” Elle stood up and marched out of the room.



Walter looked at each of them before heading back over to his chair to sit silently. Harry stood up slowly and tried to make his escape along with Alex. Angela looked at Lisa once Harry and Alex had left, “That wasn’t so bad…” Angela stated with pink cheeks.



Lisa smiled softly and nodded, “Go get cleaned up. You could use a rest.” Lisa said tapping her shoulder lightly.



Angela smiled and left the room picking up her clothing. Lisa let herself lie back again; her previous thoughts were still haunting her, and there was no getting rid of them. Turning onto her side she let herself sob silently; that bastard had gotten away with it all, and there was no revenge for her. None.



Walter turned and looked at her once more, “Why are you crying?” His soft voice was very soothing.



Lisa shook her head, “I-It doesn’t matter.”



Walter stared silently, “It’s him again isn’t it?”



Lisa sat up and stared at him with tearful eyes; her naked body wasn’t his focus anymore, just her emotions. “He’ll never pay for what he’s done to me… he ruined any chance I ever had at being somebody.” Her rage was apparent from across the room, “I wish I could have hurt him for all the times he raped me while I was high. I’ve never been used the way he used me… I wasn’t even human to him. Do you know what that feels like?” Lisa asked him bitterly.



Sympathy struck like a lightening bolt from the serial killers head to his toes. His eyes locked with hers and for a moment he knew something; he had the power to release her from those shackles. They were the very same that used to bind him in the Wishhouse, and it wasn’t entirely realistic to think they were gone off his bloodstained wrists.



Turning around Walter left the room quickly; the rage and sympathy flooded his mind like poison. There was only one way to revive an infection like that; destruction of the pain.



Reaching violently into a nearby wall, he crumbled the brick and pulled out a shining steel pipe. Once inside his entrance room Walter raised his hand and began calling upon a portal to take him to the pit. He had some unfinished business to attend to, and fast. Walter climbed inside the hole and didn’t stop crawling until he reached the judgment plateau.



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