I am on the hunt again and notice an attractive girl online in whom I’d like to get to know much more personally. I find out her name is Cassie and discover where she lives after hacking into her computer. Noticing that she lives in the States I get some money off one of my slaves and use it to fly to the US. I then stalk her for a period of time to determine her regular routine.
When the opportune moment arrives where she is alone, I strike! She is caught off guard and I quickly sneak up behind her placing the cloth dabbed with chloroform over her mouth and nose. She passes out temporarily and after checking again to make sure the area is still clear I quickly drag her over to my car, placing her in the trunk. I place a gag over her mouth and tie her wrists behind her back and her ankles together, placing another rope around her neck, then tying it behind her to her ankles to reduce the possibility of her struggling too much. The rope pulls on her neck when she struggles and loosens when she relaxes. I close the lid of the trunk, get back in the car and start driving.
I drive her to a house that I own out of town and away from prying eyes. I don't take her directly to the house though, but straight to the large 2-car garage near it. I press the button to open the electronic roller door, drive in and close it behind me. I then grab my knife from under the seat beside me, hop out and return to the trunk of the car to open the lid. Cassie is laying there looking incredibly sexy with her short skirt and tight little top on. She is awake now and the fear in her eyes as she looks at the shiny object in my hand stirs excitement in me. I notice her firm breasts and erect nipples almost poking through her shirt as I slide the blade gently down her top towards her skirt. The blade slips underneath and flicks the top of the skirt against her skin. She whimpers in mild pain. I smile at her and tell her that that's nothing compared to what I have in store for her. I prepare to cut loose the noose-rope that is tied from her neck to her ankles but give her a sharp warning first, "You can get out of the trunk now, but try anything stupid, whore and I'll stab you right here and now. You got that?!". Cassie nods with renewed fear in her eyes.
I cut the rope and she struggles to get her tied ankles over the edge of the trunk. She is forced to crawl out awkwardly, so I grab her by her braids and pull her out. She falls to the ground with a muffled scream as her shoulder hits the floor quite hard. I order her to stand up and she eventually gets to her feet with the help of me pulling her up by her hair. I grab the rope that is around her neck still and tell her to move her ass because we're going somewhere special. She hops along like the good little bitch slave she has now become and near the middle of the second part of the 2-car garage I tell to stop. Still holding on to the length of rope that is around her neck, I open a trapdoor in the floor and lead her down to an underground cellar with flourescent lighting below the garage. At the bottom of the stairs and to the left there is a black metal door leading to another room containing hooks in the ceiling and floor and a metal stool. On the wall are various tools of sadistic pleasure and in the far corner there is a single metal bed containing a foam mattress with previously used blood-stained sheets.
Cassie stares in horror at the array of torture tools and the blood spray on the walls from previous victims. I shut the metal door behind us and lock it. I now tell her to move towards the bed and lay down on it. She does and I cut the rope from her wrists warning her of the possibility of a slit throat if she tries anything stupid. I grab fresh rope from near the edge of the bed and tie each wrist to the metal frame in the corners. She is now crying and I slap her face to shut her up. She immediately starts kicking her legs as wildly as she can to try and kick me, but I grab them and push them back down to the mattress again ramming my blade through one calf muscle in the process. She screams out in pain and decides that it's best to lie still. I slap her hard again and yell at her, "Do that again you filthy fucking slut and I'll do more than just stab you next time, I'll fucking gut you and force you to hold your own intestines in. Is that what you want whore?!". Cassie is terrified at my sudden outburst and lies perfectly still so as to avoid enraging me any further. I then cut the rope from her ankles and grab two pieces of fresh rope near the bed, tying her ankles to each corner of the metal frame, thus spreading her legs in the process. She is now tightly secure and the fun begins...
I once again slide my knife over the tender flesh of her belly, sliding the smooth part over her shirt and around her nipples. I then slide it down again and under her shirt, gently caressing her firm supple breasts and rock hard nipples. The sight of her pleases me immensely. I turn the blade upwards and pull it up sharply, cutting apart the tight little shirt, exposing the delicate flesh beneath it. She is indeed a beauty. A beauty to be caressed, damaged and tortured. I place the knife on the floor next to the bed, remove her gag and gently squeeze her breasts and nipples with my bare hands. I feel safe in doing so as I know that after I am finished with her, no trace of my dna will ever be found. I lean down and suck on her nipples, biting each one until she cries out in pain. They are bleeding from the bite marks and I lick up the blood. When she is licked clean I grab my knife and proceed to slide the blade under the top of her skirt, forcing shallow cuts in the process. I slide it under her panties and down through the pubic hair at her groin to the soft, pink flesh between her legs. She moans with the touch of the cold steel as it caresses her lips and teases her clit. This excites me greatly and I turn the knife up, ripping through her panties and skirt, tearing them off her with excitable force. I begin feeling her up with my other hand and pull on her clit. She is moist and obviously excited by this until I pull harder and she screams in pain.
I love the look of her fear and the sound of her pain as she moans and groans and yells out for me to stop. Sometimes no means yes, so I continue pulling on her tender clit, breaking the skin and tearing the flesh!! She is bleeding and crying and begging to be released. I smile at the pathetic little bitch and lean down to lick away the blood. I suddenly bite her with the kind of force that cuts her clit clean off. She screams in pain and looks down at my blood-drenched lips. I smile back at her and she looks on in horror as I swallow her clit whole. I stand up and undress, standing naked before my lovely prey. Rubbing my breasts and nipples and feeling my own clit begin to gently harden from the sight of her naked, partially blood-drenched body. I walk over to a cupboard that is attached to the wall and take out a double strap-on dildo. After strapping it on myself I walk back over to the bed and straddle Cassie forcing one of the dildo’s inside her and proceed to fuck the other one hard and fast while caressing Cassies breasts, squeezing her nipples and kissing her moist red lips.
Sweating and sliding flesh against flesh, breast against breast. Rubbing the blood from her pussy between her moist legs. When I am about to orgasm I place my hands around her throat and begin to squeeze as my orgasm begins to explode! She is in pain and I am in ecstacy!! I am exhausted from the orgasm itself and the rush from strangling her. She has not passed out, which is good because I have not finished with her yet. I climb off her and unstrap the now, very wet dildo’s placing the double strap-on aside.
I want to hurt this bitch some more so I grab my knife and ram the blade up her c*nt, making her scream even louder than before. She is in agonising pain as her blood-drenched c*nt pisses out a river of pee and blood.
I take out my knife and cut the ropes from her wrists and ankles, knowing that she will be in too much pain to do anything other than cry and wail. I grab her by the hair and yank her off the metal bed to the floor. I order her to get the fuck up! She just lays there in exhaustion from the pain as I kick her hard in the ribs. She yells out and again I yell at her to stand up! She slowly gets to her feet and I grab her by the rope that is still around her neck, leading her towards the metal stool in the middle of the floor.
There are three strong hooks in the ceiling above the stool. One closed hook in the middle and one either side of that, each one approximately 40cm from the middle hook. There is tightly secured wire loops tied to each hook. The two outer ones with smaller wire loops for the wrists and a big one in the middle like a wire noose for the neck. After removing the rope from Cassie’s neck, I order her to stand on the metal stool. She stands on it and I stand on a step-ladder that is nearby. I place each of her wrists through the wire loops and her head through the wire noose. She looks at me in fear aware of her impending death. After she has been secured, I look deeply into her eyes and smile at her, "You really are beautiful, you know that?!". She just stares back, now her eyes are blank and I can see that she has resolved to die. I kiss her passionately on the lips, once again squeezing her nipples and feeling her smooth tender body one last time. I then get off the step-ladder and move it out of the way.
I kick the footstool out from under my precious beauty and watch as she breathes her last. The rope cuts her neck and wrists and I watch with pleasure as the blood gushes from the wound in an array of blood red riverlets. What a beautiful sight!! My beauty is now dead and apart of her will be with me forever.
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