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Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 2

Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Extreme, Hardcore, Horror, Incest, Masturbation, Rape, Slavery, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

smiling. "Those two responses are the only words that will come out of your mouth unless I specifically ask for a longer answer. Understand?" "Yes, Ahriman." "Third rule: You will obey my every command without hesitation. Hesitation will bring on extra pain. Rule four: In the case of a longer answer or a question, you will call me My Lord." He folded his arms across his chest and watched her closely. "You will never escape from me, so don't try. I don't know how much you remember from last night, but I'm guessing it's not much, so I will have to teach you everything again." He walked around her to look at her back. The whip marks had scabbed over, but she had some lines of dried blood where it had dripped first. "You are in pain?" "Yes, Ahriman," she whispered with a sob. "Hmm. Not enough, I think, but that can wait." She bit back another whimper as he untied the ropes from the eye bolts in the floor and then removed her hands from the ceiling hook. He kept the roped tied to her ankles, and her wrists stayed tied together. "I assume you need the restroom, and you definitely need a shower. Come with me." He took a step and looked back at her, but she just stood where he had left her, her eyes filled with fear. "I said come with me," he snarled, a feral look coming into his dark eyes. He grabbed the rope that secured her wrists and stalked to the corner of the room, dragging her behind him. She stumbled as she tried to get her numb feet to work, but she tripped over them and ... fell to her knees. He ignored that and continued forward, dragging her along the concrete floor. Her knees and shins were scraped mercilessly, and she cried out again. He stopped in front of the toilet and dropped her to the floor. "Do what you need to. I will be back in five minutes." Without another word, he left the room, but not before he gave Mother a bright smile. She just stared at him. He wasn't going anywhere, and he watched the monitor in the wall outside the room to see what would happen. The other did her business and then washed her hands in the sink. He was glad to see that she cared about hygiene. Then she just stood and looked around the room. Her eyes went wide when she saw the wall of whips and canes, and then she saw Mother. The scream that was ripped from her throat almost caused him to climax all by itself. She scurried to the corner farthest away from Mother and curled herself up in a ball on the floor, her arms over her head. The screams were still audible, and he couldn't wait any longer. He reentered the room and only glanced at Mother before stalking to the other and grabbing the rope around her wrists. "No!" she screamed, fighting him. She kicked out at him and even managed to bite his hand. "Let me go! Leave me alone, you sick fuck!" Mother's words coming from her mouth slammed into his brain, and he roared as white-hot fury filled him to overflowing. He dragged her back to the chain and easily lifted her to attach the rope to the hook. She was still ...