1. Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 19


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Extreme, Hardcore, Incest, Male Domination, Slavery, Violence, Virginity, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Kaneez had once told him he was insane, long ago, and so had many of the whores before he had bled the desire to speak out of them. He hadn’t believed any of them, but now he wasn’t so sure. He knew what he wanted, he thought he knew what they wanted, he knew what Chernobog had demanded of him, and he knew it was insane. In the eight months since Samil had attempted to rape his sister, Ahriman’s mind had been conjuring up similar scenarios concerning his eldest daughter. He had pictured her strung up in the servants’ room, screaming as he whipped her bloody. He had pictured her strapped to the bench as he fucked her senseless, and, the most insane thing of it all, he truly believed she would enjoy it. It was now time to see if he was right. He had just finished beating Dasa for not cleaning the kitchen properly, and she was still hanging up in the servants’ room. He had left immediately afterwards, but he knew that Karawan and Aglaeca were, at that moment, watching his slave on the monitor outside the door. The two weren’t true twins, but they may as wellhave been, and, as he watched them through the camera they didn’t know existed, he watched as they pleasured themselves. He had forbidden his children to touch each other, but he knew most touched themselves often, and that was what these two were doing. He turned off the monitor in the library and walked downstairs. He was silent, and the two at the door didn’t realize he was there until he leaned down between them and ...
    whispered, “Enjoying the view?” They both jumped and spun around, their hands yanked from their crotches. “Say nothing,” Ahriman growled when they both opened their mouths. “I will tell you when you can speak. Do you understand me?” They closed their mouths and nodded, and he grabbed their collars. “Close your eyes.” He made sure they did, and then he punched in the code for the door. “Inside. Both of you.” He shoved them forward, and they stumbled forward. As the door closed behind him, he grabbed them by the napes of their necks and forced them to stand in front of Dasa. “I am going to ask you some questions, and I expect honest answers. Believe me when I say you will not enjoy the consequences if you lie to me.” Aglaeca was starting to tremble, and Karawan was stiff as he held them. “Look at her,” Ahriman said quietly, “and then tell me. Did you watch me whip her? You may speak.” “Yes, Father,” they said, almost at the same time. “Did it excite you?” “Yes, Father.” He adjusted his grip so that he could feel their pulses, and, just as he had expected, they were racing. “This is most important, my children. While you watched, who did you wish you were? Me or Dasa?” This was the turning point. He was almost positive what they would say, but he wanted to make sure to let them have the choice. Aglaeca caught her breath, and he said softly, “Honesty, my sweet.” “I wished I was Dasa, Father,” she whispered, and he felt her skin heat up. “You wish to experience pain, my daughter?” ...
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