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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

kicking, and she made contact with his chest as he was tying her feet again. That only added to his rage, especially when he looked down and saw a dusty footprint on his black shirt. He ripped the shirt off and threw it on the floor, his muscles bulging as he grabbed her chin and held her tightly. "You will pay for that, you cunt!" he snarled as he stared into her eyes. He had been going to wash her gently, but he was out of control now. He hooked up the hose to the sink and fastened it to a series of clasps so that the nozzle hung directly over her head. He turned on the cold water full force and watched as it poured over her, eliciting more screams. He stripped to the skin, grabbed a long-handled brush, much like the ones at a car wash but smaller, and a bottle of disinfectant soap. Then he stepped in front of her. Her eyes went wide as he held the brush under the water for a moment and then poured soap on it. He started scrubbing her body with as much finesse and gentleness as he would have used to scour rust from steel. Her screams continued as her skin turned red, and he made sure to clean every inch of the front of her. Then he moved behind her and repeated the process o on her back. He was rough enough that the scabs came off most of her cuts, and the water going down the rain was quickly stained red. He even used the brush on her hair. By the time he was done, her screams had died down to sobs and whimpers. He rinsed the brush and put it away but let the water run ... until it was almost clear. When he turned it off, she hung there, shivering. He stepped in front of her again, relatively calm, but his cock was fully erect now. "That was for not obeying my command to follow me. If you are good and follow the rules, you will be pampered with warm showers and gentle cleanings and will generally be treated well. If not...well, that was just a taste of what I will do to you. Now, you will pay for speaking when you weren't spoken to, biting me, kicking me, and calling me that foul name." He untied her feet, and she gave him no resistance this time. He unhooked her arms, threw her over his shoulder, and carried her to a short, wide, black bench that was situated perpendicular to the wall next to Mother. The other's eyes flickered to Mother fearfully, but she pressed her lips together and didn't say anything. "Kneel on the bench," he ordered, and she did so. She was learning. He put her on the bench face down and tied her wrists to an eye bolt in the wall just above the bench. Then he tied her ankles to a spreader bar at the bottom of the bench and tied her knees to the edges of the bench. When he was done, her chest was on the bench, and her ass and pussy were up in the air. He looked at Mother and grinned, even as Mother stared at him with a hateful glare. He moved so the other could see him, and he stroked himself slowly as her eyes bulged in her head. "I have decided that I must call you something. That something will be Kaneez. It means slave, ...