1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 6


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cum Swallowing, Drug, Extreme, Horror, Male Domination, Slavery, Stockholm Syndrome, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    clean. He quietly walked toward her, and she didn't move. When he got close enough, he saw that she was indeed asleep. He knelt down next to her and inhaled. She smelled as clean as the room, and he looked around. The porridge bowl was empty, as was the gallon of milk. He would check the video later to make sure she had consumed them and hadn't emptied them down the sink. He stripped his clothes off, folded them neatly, and placed them on the bench he had left her on that morning. Then he shook her until her eyes opened, and he stood up and crooked his finger, turning and walking to the door without watching to see if she obeyed. When he got there, he looked back and was pleased to find that she was right behind him. He held his hand out, and she slipped hers into it. He held her tightly and led her to the ritual room. She only balked a little and then followed him in. He let go of her hand and pointed to the floor by the door. "Sit, bitch." She did, her eyes wide and fixed on the whores hanging from the ceiling. He shut and locked the door before moving to a shelf and picking out a thin, sharp dagger. Not the one that would ultimately give the whores eternal life, but one just as sharp. "I am only going to fuck you once tonight, bitch, but rest up because tomorrow it will continue. And hopefully for days to come." He looked at her, and she was now staring at him. He crouched down in front of her and took her chin in his hand. "Chernobog said that blood would keep the dreams ...
    away. As much as I enjoy making you bleed, I have to keep you healthy, so I am hoping that the blood of these whores will do just as well. Maybe even better given their black souls. Do you understand?" She nodded slowly, and he grinned. Standing up, he turned back to the whores. "You are here to slake Chernobog's desire for blood. You will be here for as long as it takes to bleed you dry. I will make sure that takes a very long time." The whores just nodded, the drug making it impossible for them to voice their own opinions. He walked around them slowly, planning out his sacrifice. He knew the drug would dull some pain, but he intended to cause such agony that even Devil's Breath wouldn't keep it away. He used the blade to slice their clothing from them, tossing it into a corner when he was done. When they were both naked, he stopped in front of the blonde and pinched her left nipple between his thumb and finger. He stretched it out, and she moaned with a smile. He smiled back, and she was about to say something when he sliced the blade across the edge of the areola. With one stroke, the whore's nipple was in his hand, and she screamed loudly as blood ran down her tit onto the floor. He repeated the process with her right nipple and then treated the dark haired whore to the same treatment. When he was finished, he dropped each pair of nipples into separate drums and closed the lids. Blood was flowing freely down the whores' bodies and pooling on the floor at their feet. They ...
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