Aaron rose slowly to his feet, glancing down at the wreck before him. There wasn't much left of the former warrior; certainly nothing left of her former beauty. The only arousal he got from Kriss now was thinking about how much pain she must be in. With a shrug, he pulled his erect cock from his trousers and worked himself to climax, letting his seed fall onto her helpless form. Once he was done, he looped a length of rope around her ankle, and the other end around one of the basement support pillars. He couldn't imagine that she would need much more restraining then that. She wouldn't exactly be escaping with no eyes and ears.<br/><br/>Leaving her to her thoughts, Aaron lit a small fire and prepared himself dinner, which he ate in silence. He was once again alone, he realised, or close enough to it; he wasn't about to have a conversation with Kriss at this point. He smiled to himself, realising that no one else ever would either. Once he was finished eating, he spent a short while just staring at the glow of the dying fire before, with nothing better to do, going to bed.<br/><br/>The sun was already up by the time he awoke the next day. Aaron took his time getting up and about, making himself breakfast and washing his face. Once he was done he finally attended to his captive. "Time to take you home," he grinned, once again forgetting her deafness.<br/><br/>Having untied her ankle, he yanked her to her feet, tying a new rope around her yoke, as near to the centre as possible. He took hold of the other end in his own hand, and used it as a leash to tug her along, leading her out of the basement and onto the street.<br/><br/>From there is was no short walk, for either of them, and Aaron often became irritated with having to keep the stumbling bitch on her feet, let alone in the right direction. Nonetheless, with a generous application of the point of his boot and the back of his hand, he was able to lead his comrade back to friendly soil. As they grew closer to the park, Aaron began sticking to side roads and alleys, not wanting to run into fellow Batterists who might ask questions. Still, despite his caution, by the time the trip was done, they were within a block of home.<br/><br/>Here, standing in a back alley, Aaron bid farewell to Kriss, eyeing her form for one last time. He took his leash with him and set off back into the city. It wouldn't be long before some one from the park found her, probably.<br/><br/>