A Tried and True Method

Ducking out of the bedroom for the multitool, Natalie lopped Sasha's head off at the neck. Putting Peach-Sasha to one side, she then lopped off her own left hand at the wrist, pressing the stump against the back of Sasha's neck. The sensation of nerves connecting the two bodies was distant, but he still felt Sasha's heart stutter as it reset its rhythm to match Natalie's.

With a little awkwardness, Natalie sat Sasha's body up into a kneeling position and made it reach out and pick up its former head in both hands.

"Didn't think of this, did you?" Natalie boasted. "Now I don't have to worry about double vision like you did, and you don't have a second head to escape into."

Aaron fumed silently between her legs and she now stood both bodies up and guided Sasha's headless body into the shower, taking the time to also wash her head and hair. Some shampoo got into Peasha's eyes and she whimpered at the discomfort, but Natalie seemed to show little sympathy.

"Toughen up, buttercup," she said in a sing-song voice. "I've got so much worse in store for you than just a bit of soap in your eyes."

After a rough towelling of body and head, Natalie marched Sasha's body back into the bedroom and grabbed the multitool again. Aaron realised with a start that the moment Natalie cut Sasha's body loose might be the only opportunity he would get to escape. He would have to time it perfectly though, making an overwhelming and **** effort to slip past Natalie's control the moment the blade struck.

Seemingly oblivious to Aaron's sudden spring of hope, Natalie flicked out the silver blade and swung it down at her wrist...