1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 4


    Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Death, Extreme, Horror, Male Domination, Murder, Torture, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 77.3, Source: sexstories.com

    floor in the center of the room and tossed the cloth in the trash by the sink. Her eyes flew around in terror, but he intentionally left the lights off. Only a faint glow came from the hallway, so the bitch wouldn't be able to see much yet. He moved behind her and untied her hands, but then immediately retied them in front of her. He then hooked the rope over the chain in the ceiling, almost identical to the one in Kaneez's room. Then he wrapped a rope around her ankles and secured them to the floor. She opened her mouth, but he balled up his fist and punched her in the face, shivering with delight at the scream that was wrenched from her. His delight grew at the thought that this would be the first time his ritual would be witnessed by someone other than Mother, and for the first time, he wouldn't have to relieve his discomfort by himself. He left the door open as he walked upstairs to his bedroom. It had been over six hours since he had left, but Kaneez was still asleep in his bed. He caught his breath when he saw her, that unfamiliar feeling filling him again. She really was beautiful. Her back was to him, and she hadn't used the covers, so every welt and wound was displayed before him. He knelt by the bed, and unhooked the chain from her collar. She didn't move, so he flattened his hand and ran it roughly down her back, feeling every bump and ridge. She gasped and instinctively pulled away from him, but he grabbed her shoulders. "Don't you dare," he hissed, and she ...
    froze. "Apologize." "I'm sorry, Ahriman. I didn't know it was you, My Lord." He resumed his ruthless caress of her back, and she whimpered but didn't move. His hands moved to her ass, and he gripped both cheeks tightly, and the whimper intensified into a cry. "This will be mine later," he said quietly, and she shuddered. "But right now, I have a surprise for you. Get up and use the restroom quickly.” “Yes, Ahriman.” She got off the bed, and he gestured toward the bathroom. She entered and shut the door, and he took that time to strip, noticing for the first time that there was blood on his glove. He frowned, and as soon as Kaneez exited the bathroom, he pushed past her. He spent the next few minutes removing the blood, and then he grabbed Kaneez’s arm and stalked out of his room. She paused when they reached the door to her room, but he continued down the hallway and stopped just outside the other door. “Now,” he said, running his hands down her arms. “you will watch the ritual. If you can do so without being restrained, I would actually prefer that. I want you available to me. Can you do that?” She looked confused, but she said, “Yes, Ahriman.” “Good girl. Come with me.” She followed him meekly into the room, and he shut the door and turned on the lights. He wasn’t sure who screamed first or louder, Kaneez or the whore hanging from the chain. He closed his eyes, threw his arms out to the side, tilted his head back, and basked in the sound, letting it roll over him like a wave. ...
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