Victim

I was going insane. Some people would say I was already there, and it would be the truth. I was insane, medically speaking anyways, but at the moment I was going insane because I hadn’t done my favorite thing in a while. It was time to scope out the bars and find my next victim. She didn’t have to be beautiful, but it helped. I loved when my victim was beautiful. Marring her skin up always gave me immense pleasure. Hearing her scream would always make me hard as fuck.

My victims were almost always females, I occasionally threw in a man into the mix, but tonight I wanted a female. My hands started twitching thinking about taking my next victim. It had been too long since I had done this. Three months, maybe four. I used to do this every other night, but then people were getting worried because people were disappearing, and when they came back, they would be marred up to high hell. So I had to stop doing it so often.

Thankfully, none of my victims ever remembered what I did to them, or who I was. The drugs I slipped them always did wonders for that. They would feel what I was doing to them, but never remember it. It gave me a rush to know that they were walking around with their body mutilated in certain places. They could have remembered little tidbits and told the police and that was where the rush came in. Not knowing if they were going to spill the beans and I was going to have to go on the run or not, gave me the rush I needed to live.

Walking into my bedroom, I changed out of my suit and into some jeans and a plain black shirt. I wanted to be dressed casually so I wouldn’t stand out. Standing out would mean more people noticing me and being able to describe me to the authorities if it came to that.

An hour later, I was headed downtown where there were hundreds of bars with waiting victims. I walked into one and saw a bunch of older people. Not my scene, and not my victims age range. I turned around and headed to the next bar, where there was a mix of older and younger people. While I could have found my next victim here, I didn’t want to be around older women who would inevitably hit on me. I didn’t need them getting in my way.

So I trudged from bar to bar and finally settled on a spot that was brimming with a bunch of people. Tons of young females dancing with the friends they came with. I didn’t need to be dealing with packs of people, so I looked around and found one girl sitting alone at the bar. She looked upset and I almost left her alone, but I decided against that. I had been waiting for this for so long. It had to happen tonight. If not, I would end up killing someone.

I walked by her and threw a pill in her drink, and no one noticed. That the was the great thing about this generation. Everyone was more concerned with themselves than anyone else around them. These people didn’t give a rats ass about anything going on around them. That was the best thing for me.

I watched her as she got drink after drink. Drinking so much could hinder plans for tonight. Eventually, I had to go over and stop her. “Excuse me, is this seat taken?”

She looked up and her eyes widened at me. “No, of course not. Please, take a seat.” She looked like she was surprised to see someone come over and speak to her. “How can I help you?” Her words were slurring so I knew it was almost time to get her out of here.

She was speaking like this was a business meeting more than strangers meeting for the first time. “I didn’t mean to intrude on you, but I couldn’t help but notice that you’re drinking quite a lot.” Her eyes narrowed into angry slits. “I’m not judging. I just want to make sure that you’re okay. I don’t want you to leave here tonight and get hurt.”

‘Oh,” She went back to the innocent girl that I had seen when I walked in. “I’m sorry. I’m not used to guys coming over to me.” This girl wasn’t the definition of beautiful, but she was beautiful in her own way. Chestnut brown hair, eyes to match, high cheekbones, and curves in all the right places. She wasn’t stick thin, and I loved that. “So what’s your name?”

“Andrew, yours?”

“Christine.”

I flirted with her a bit, which made her loosen up a bit, even laughing and flirting back. After a few more minutes, her eyes started dropping a bit, so I said, “Do you need a ride home? I have no problem driving you to make sure you get home safely.”

“Umm, I don’t know. I don’t really know you very well.”

“Christine, I’m just offering you a safe ride home. If you want to decline my offer, that’s perfectly fine.” It wasn’t, and I was going to get her back to my place by any means necessary. She just didn’t know that. “It’s okay to say no.”

Being kind to her must have done the trick, because she smiled a bit and said, “Okay. You can take me home. Thank you.”

“For?”

I paid my tab and she paid hers. “For being so nice to me.”

Poor girl had no idea that I was the opposite of nice. “Of course.” Then I walked her out of the bar and to my car. She started making small talk, and I engaged her until she fell asleep. This let me drive to my place in quiet, and allowed me to think about what I was going to do to her. She was not going to enjoy this at all, but I would. A smirk curved on my lips. God, I was going to love this.

Parking my car, I hurried to her side of the car and carefully picked her up, carrying her up the stairs of my porch. I had a house in the middle of the woods, where no one ever went because it was blocked off with electric wires. One touch of those suckers and you would never come back near my property. This was the one place I was safe to do whatever I wanted to whoever I took home. My other home had never had any of my victims step foot in it. I wouldn’t taint my house like that.

Christine was still passed out as I brought her to the basement where everything was pretty much set up for her. A table to lock her hands on so she couldn’t move away from me. A chair so she sit until I was ready to fuck her senseless. Paper towels, bleach, antibiotic cream, and tools. This was going to be so much fun. I placed her in the chair and stripped her of clothing. I never cut it off. Never. When I was done, I was going to have to put her clothes back on her and bring her somewhere to drop her off until someone found her. There was no way in hell that I was going to let her wear my clothes for that.

After I stripped her, I took her hands and bound them to the table. There was no way for her to move from the position she was in. Especially with what I was going to do next. Christine was going to cry and scream, and that was going to turn me on more than she ever knew. She was going to hate me, but come morning, she would never know who I was or what happened to her.

Slapping her in the face a few times didn’t wake her up, so I grabbed a bucket of ice cold water and threw it on her. She screamed as she jumped. “What the hell?” Then she tried to move her hands and couldn’t. “What’s going on? Let me out of here!”

“Not until we’ve had some fun.”

Her eyes finally settled on me. “You were going to take me home. This isn’t my home.”

I smiled sadistically. “No sweetheart, it’s not. It’s mine. You’re a guest and you will do whatever I want.”

“I will not! You can’t make me!”

I chuckled as I ran a finger down her face and over her chin. “Sure you will. You can’t stop me.”

Her hands were pulling at her restraints. “I’m going to tell everyone it was you!”

“You can keep pulling, but you aren’t getting out of those. It’s impossible. The others tried it too, they failed.” Her eyes went wide with fear. “As for telling everyone it was me, I’m sorry sweetheart. That drug I slipped you earlier will make that impossible.” She shook her head violently as I sauntered over to her. “Are you ready to begin?”

“Fuck you,” She hissed out at me.

“Feisty. I like that.”

“Well,” Then she shut up as she saw me pick up a pair of nipple clamps. “Please don’t do this. I’ve never done this.”

Reaching for her left tit, she tried to pull away, but the hand restraints kept her in place. “Done what? Have sex?” I clipped the clamp on and she hissed in pain, so I clipped the other nipple as well. “There’s a first time for everything sweetheart. I’m just sorry your first time is going to be like this.”

“I’ve had sex, I’ve just never used these.” Her voice trembled. “Please take them off.”

I yanked the chain, making her cry out. “These are the least of your problem tonight. The tamest thing you’ll feel.” She stilled at my words. “Oh, and these are going to stay on until I’m done. We’re going to have such a fucking blast. I have you for as long as I want you. Could be hours, days, weeks, months. Whichever I prefer sweetheart. So you might as well get used to it.” I was lying to her. It was just for tonight. I was letting her go after this.

“They hurt!”

“Of course they do. That’s why I like them. I like to inflict pain on women, and sometimes men. You could enjoy them if you relax.” She didn’t relax. “Now, it’s time to really get started. This was just the beginning.”

Her head started lolling to the side, meaning that the drug was still making her drowsy, that was fine. She would be waking up in a minute. “Please let me go.”

Christine’s eyes closed at the perfect time and I grabbed the screw and the power screwdriver. The screw was five inches long and I planned on drilling it all the way in. Like I always did. I placed the tip of the screw against her nipple and she stilled again. Her eyes didn’t open, but I knew they would shortly. Holding the screw in the middle of her nipple, I placed the power screwdriver on top of it and started screwing it into her nipple. She screamed as her eyes flew open and she struggled to get away from the screw. No such luck. “Calm down sweetheart. If you keep moving, this could get messy. Seeing as how you have no way out of this, why don’t you just chill out?” I had stopped drilling it in when it was about an inch in. “Time for the other one.”

“No, please. I can’t handle that. I can’t!”

“Trust me, you can. Your tits can handle way more than you think that they can.” I placed the other screw against her other nipple and she shook her head, tears pouring down her face. “Remember, keep still or else this could get really messy.” I drilled this one in the same distance as the other, making her scream out again. Leaving it out enough to continue a little later. My cock had risen and was pulsing in my jeans. I placed the power screwdriver down and walked to the other side of the table and pulled my jeans down so that she could see me. “Do you see what this does to me?” Her eyes went wide again. I knew what she was scared of. My ten inch cock that was at least three inches wide. “Oh, you’re going to get this soon enough sweetheart. I’m just getting myself warmed up. You’ll love it.”

“No. No I won’t!” Tears were streaming down her face. “This fucking hurts and I hate it!”

“Pain can be pleasure. If you let it be.” I walked back around the table and opened a drawer next to her. Her curiosity got the better of her because she looked and sobbed. A drawer with nails and a hammer was what she saw. “Time to nail those tits to the table so you can’t move at all.” Christine begged and begged me to not do this, but I didn’t care. I wanted what I wanted, and it was happening. Four inch nails were going to keep her immobile. I placed a nail on the skin and began hammering it through her tit and into the table. She screamed loudly and begged me to stop again. “Sweetheart, begging isn’t going to help you. I have more to do before we really get started.” I put six more nails in her left tit and made sure the nails weren’t coming out and that she was stuck. “I don’t really have to do the right one, but I’m going to anyways. I want you to be completely immobile.” Then I did seven nails in that tit too. She had blood everywhere and it made me even harder.

“Please, stop. I’ll do whatever you want!”

“You are doing what I want. I want you to be immobile while I fuck you hard and fast. You’re going to be in so much pain because your tits are going to jiggle every single time I thrust into you. That’s going to be painful as fuck.”

“You’re sick!”

“I’ve been called worse.” I pulled the chair out from under her and she screamed as her tits pulled against the table. “Oh sweetheart, I should have warned you about that. But then again, where’s the fun in that?” She placed herself in a semi sitting position. “Oh no, you’re going to bend over so I can fuck you.”

“Go to hell.”

“You’re already there, tell me how it feels.” I lifted her up a bit and made her bend over. Pulling a condom out, I placed it over my shaft and poked at her entrance. “Sweetheart, this is gonna be so good. I hope you enjoy it as much as I will.”

“Fuck you!”

“Oh, I will be fucking you.” Then I slammed into her making her scream out loud as her tits bounced against the table. After a few minutes, she was moaning like a rabid beast in heat. This was new for me. Most people screamed throughout the whole ordeal. Pulling out, I walked to the other side of the table and grabbed the power screwdriver and screwed the screws in another inch. She screamed out again. “Good.” Then I continued my assault on her pussy. There was no more moaning, just screaming. When I came, I pulled out and threw the condom away.

“Are we done now?”

“We’re just getting started sweetheart. I’m not done. Not by a long shot.”

She shook her head as I grabbed another condom. “Andrew, please. Have mercy.”

Have mercy? Hell no. That wasn’t happening. Not ever. “Time to fuck that beautiful ass of yours.”

“No! No one has ever gone there!”

“Again, there’s a first time for everything.” I walked up behind her and lubed up her asshole and my dick. “It will be better if you relax, but seeing as how this isn’t what you want, I know you won’t be able to. So it’s going to hurt, which I’m going to enjoy.” Again, Christine begged me not to do this. “All your begging is in vain, because I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want to you. You can’t stop me.” Then I started pushing my dick into her asshole. She squirmed, which only made herself feel more pain due to the nails in her tits. “Keep doing that. I love it.” She wanted to stop doing that, I know she did, but she couldn’t. “Your cries of pain make me harder,” I said as I pulled her hair and pulled her head backwards. “so keep doing it!”

“No! I won’t. I’m going to keep quiet.” And she did for a few minutes until I pulled out the two inches of dick from her ass and grabbed the power screwdriver and drilled the screws in further. “Fuck! That hurts. Please stop! I can’t handle this anymore!”

“Keep begging sweetheart. That’s the fun part.”

I got back behind her and she tensed up. “No, you can’t go back in there. I can’t handle it!” I pressed my dick against her asshole again and she tried to tense up more. Smacking her ass, she jumped and then screamed from the pain. “Andrew,”

“Christine,” I said as I pulled her body back making her tits stretch. “you’re making this harder on yourself than you need to.” Then I drilled my dick into her ass making her scream out again. “Try to enjoy yourself.”

“Impossible.” She said as tears fell down her beautiful face. “This hurts to much.” I pushed her body to the table a bit more, letting my dick inch itself out of her ass a bit. Then I started assaulting her ass as she cried harder. A few minutes in, and she was moaning again.

“Are you into this?” I asked her as I pushed my dick harder into her. “Fucking answer me!”

A sob escaped her. “A little. It does feel kind of good.” She was ashamed, but this turned me on even more.

“What part are you into?” I needed to know. Was it just the anal? Was it the screws? Was it the nails? Or was it all of it? That couldn’t be it though. There was no way she was into all of it. No way in hell. If she was, I was probably never going to let her go. If she liked this, I might just keep her locked away for when my urges came out. “Christine,” I said as I drilled into her ass, “what part are you into?”

“All of it. Every single thing you’ve done to me.” She moaned as I felt her ass tightening around my dick. She was so close to coming and that was new for me.

No one had ever come while I was doing this to them. “It hurts like hell at first, but then the pain makes it feel amazing.” Then she screamed as her orgasm rocked her. I wasn’t done yet, so I kept drilling into her as she was shaking from the remainder of her orgasm. “Andrew, I can’t handle anymore! Please, I’m sensitive! Stop.”

“Not until I’m done.” I slapped her ass as I drilled into her furiously. Another five minutes and I was gone. My balls erupted, and I had sperm filling up my condom. “God, that was amazing.” I said as I collapsed on her back. “Did you mean it?”

“Mean what?” She asked through ragged breaths.

“That you liked all of it?”

Christine turned her head to face me and I saw the blush creeping up her cheeks. “I did. I meant it.” I slipped out of her and walked away from her. “Are you going to let me go now?” I didn’t answer her. “You had your fun. I enjoyed it. So please, let me go now.”

Walking in front of her, I saw that the screws still had about two inches left before they were all the way in. “No. I’m not done with you, and I’m not sure I ever will be.”

“What!”

I grabbed the power screwdriver and drilled the screws all the way in, making sure they were tight against her nipples. “Gonna be hard going through the airport with those things, huh?” She cried as she struggled against the hand shackles. “Does that hurt, Christine? Is this what you thought was going to happen when you went out to the bar tonight? That you were going to be drugged, kidnapped and fucked with screws and nails in your tits? Having all this pain and pleasure at once?”

“No. Please let me go. I just want to go home.”

“I can’t do that. You like this and that excites me.”

She dropped her head as low as she could. “I lied. I don’t like it.”

I laughed as I pulled the condom off and threw it away. “Those moans made it clear that you did sweetheart. Those were real moans. You enjoyed it and you know it.” I got back behind her and placed myself at the entrance of her pussy. “The thing is Christine, you’ve kept me hard for the last hour. None of my other captives have had this kind of effect on me. So now you’re mine. Let’s enjoy this.” I drove myself in as far as I could. “Man, I could get used to doing this to you every night.”

“My nipples can’t handle this every night! They can’t!”

“Of course not. I would give you time to heal. I meant drilling into your pussy and ass. That I could get used to.” I thrust in and out of her then pulled out. “I forgot something.” I said as I walked back over to the other side of the table and picked up a nail and the hammer.

“No more nails! Please. My boobs already hurt enough.”

“They aren’t for your boobs.” I grabbed the chain to the nipple clamps and pulled it as taut as I could and nailed it on the table as she screamed out. “Well, in a way they were.” I said as I laughed and grabbed her waist, thrusting myself back into her. “God, you feel so fucking good.” I could hear the chain moving as she was being fucked and I heard her whimpers turn into moans. “You really do like this. You’re fucking perfect.” I drilled harder and faster into her and she moaned louder. “Come for me sweetheart.”

“No.”

“Oh, you will.”

I held her flush against me as I fucked her hard and used my other hand to play with her clit. She screamed out as her pussy clenched against me. “No!”

“Yes. That’s a good girl. Come for me.” I said as she finally came on my dick. “You know, I’m not wearing a condom right now. I could get you pregnant if I keep fucking you and pump all of my seed into you. Do you want that?”

“No. Pull out, pull out!”

I chuckled as I fucked her faster. “Sorry, wrong answer sweetheart. You’re mine now and I’m going to do whatever the fuck I want to. Including coming inside of you.” A minute later, I did just that. “Didn’t that feel amazing?”

She went limp in my arm and muttered through her ragged breaths. “Yes, it did. But you have to let me go. I have a job interview tomorrow.”

“You have nothing tomorrow. Besides pleasing me.” I pulled out of her. “Now get some sleep so we can have some fun tomorrow.”

I brought the chair back over and sat her back down in it. Then I turned, got dressed. and began walking up the basement steps. “Wait!” I turned around. “You’re going to leave me like this?”

“Oh, shit. Sorry. I forgot.” Then I walked back down and grabbed the power screwdriver and set it to reverse then I took the screws out of her nipples and threw them in the trash. Blood gushed out of them. “We’ll be needing more of those in the future, but for now I’m going to clean your nipples with peroxide and then put some cream on them, so they don’t get infected.” Which I did as she screamed at the pain inflicted by the peroxide. “Tomorrow, we’ll do something different. But it will be just as fun.” I said as I placed band-aids over her nipples then walked back to the basement stairs.

“The nails. Aren’t you going to take them out?” Christine asked in a childlike voice. “The nipple clamps.”

I couldn’t very well leave the nipple clamps on all night, but I sure as hell was going to leave her nailed to the table. That was going to be a sexy sight when I came back down here tomorrow morning to feed her and fuck her again. “The clamps I will take off, the nails? No. Those are staying in.” I took the clamps off which made her cry as the blood rushed back into her nipples. That was one of my favorite thing about nipple clamps. The pain when you put them on, and the pain when you took them off. “Try to get some sleep Christine. You’re going to need your strength for tomorrow.” Then I walked up the stairs as she begged me to take the nails out and turned off the light. I didn’t have to, but I locked the basement door and left the cabin to go back to my real house.

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