carefully. He made certain there was no paper or Internet trail to follow. The girls came alone or in pairs. Those were the ones he chose for his sport.
He beat and raped the first girl alone, but in front of his friends. He’d known his accomplices since they were little kids together, and he’d chosen all four as carefully as he chose his victims. All of them had tendencies toward violence, but he knew without him, they probably would have taken a lot longer to act out their fantasies.
He made certain he bought plenty of porn vids, all with themes centering around rape and hurting women. He took them down that path first with stories of sharing women, treating them like the toys they were, then the videos and finally actual snuff porn. All of them got off on it.
He kept the girl with him, soothing her, promising her money, saying he was sorry that things got out of hand, all the while winking at his friends and letting them know he was working up to a second round. The second round had Kirt and Giles joining in. By the third time, Keith and Gerard had leapt at the opportunity. From there, it had been easy enough to convince them that she couldn’t live because she’d endanger them, and they all beat her, taking turns, laughing and jacking off on her as she begged and promised them anything they wanted.
Armend was fairly certain his father suspected what was going on, and maybe even wanted to join in, the hypocrite. Still, his old man paid to keep silent the few girls he’d dated throughout his school years, the ones he’d shared a little bondage with and then his sadistic tendencies. He’d made certain they agreed to be tied up before he ever did it, and that kept the police out of it.
He was charming and persuasive. The girls all thought he loved them. He always taped them agreeing to the fun of being tied or handcuffed. Sometimes even whipped. Of course once he had them at his mercy, the compulsion to hurt and humiliate them took over and he couldn’t stop the things he’d done. Hell – he didn’t want to stop. He reveled in it.
Then he’d met Teagan Joanes. She wasn’t anything like the women he generally chose for his victims. If anything, she was the exact opposite. She should have looked like a boy – she didn’t really have much in the way of breasts, just a handful. She shouldn’t have caught his eye at all. For one thing, she was half black and half white. Not his thing
at all
.
He couldn’t stop thinking about her. He obsessed over her. Her skin was the softest, smoothest skin he’d ever seen and the color of a mocha latte, absolutely beautiful. Her laugh was just plain sexy and could cut right through a man. Her waist was so small he was certain he could span it with his hands if he tried. She had nice hips and a really fine ass. She just grew on him until he couldn’t think with wanting her.
She never gave him a single opening. For a while, those three years of college together, he thought maybe she was a lesbian, but there weren’t any woman that she dated. Had there been women, he knew he would have killed them. Same if a man had come between them, but she didn’t date. She had a lot of male friends. Climbing friends. Hiking friends. Biking. She seemed to be busy all the time in her off-hours.
Teagan was brilliant, and he hit on the idea of hiring her as his tutor. He’d struck gold with that. He had plenty of money – he didn’t give a damn about geology – but if he wanted his inheritance he needed a degree from a university in the United States. She spent a great deal of time with him. He’d poured on the charm. Spent money on her, although she didn’t seem to like it much. He’d brought picnic lunches on the pretext they could spend more time studying.
He woke some nights with the sound of her laughter in his head. He began to dream about her constantly. No other woman seemed to satisfy him and eventually, every fantasy he had was about her. He wanted her under him. He
He beat and raped the first girl alone, but in front of his friends. He’d known his accomplices since they were little kids together, and he’d chosen all four as carefully as he chose his victims. All of them had tendencies toward violence, but he knew without him, they probably would have taken a lot longer to act out their fantasies.
He made certain he bought plenty of porn vids, all with themes centering around rape and hurting women. He took them down that path first with stories of sharing women, treating them like the toys they were, then the videos and finally actual snuff porn. All of them got off on it.
He kept the girl with him, soothing her, promising her money, saying he was sorry that things got out of hand, all the while winking at his friends and letting them know he was working up to a second round. The second round had Kirt and Giles joining in. By the third time, Keith and Gerard had leapt at the opportunity. From there, it had been easy enough to convince them that she couldn’t live because she’d endanger them, and they all beat her, taking turns, laughing and jacking off on her as she begged and promised them anything they wanted.
Armend was fairly certain his father suspected what was going on, and maybe even wanted to join in, the hypocrite. Still, his old man paid to keep silent the few girls he’d dated throughout his school years, the ones he’d shared a little bondage with and then his sadistic tendencies. He’d made certain they agreed to be tied up before he ever did it, and that kept the police out of it.
He was charming and persuasive. The girls all thought he loved them. He always taped them agreeing to the fun of being tied or handcuffed. Sometimes even whipped. Of course once he had them at his mercy, the compulsion to hurt and humiliate them took over and he couldn’t stop the things he’d done. Hell – he didn’t want to stop. He reveled in it.
Then he’d met Teagan Joanes. She wasn’t anything like the women he generally chose for his victims. If anything, she was the exact opposite. She should have looked like a boy – she didn’t really have much in the way of breasts, just a handful. She shouldn’t have caught his eye at all. For one thing, she was half black and half white. Not his thing
at all
.
He couldn’t stop thinking about her. He obsessed over her. Her skin was the softest, smoothest skin he’d ever seen and the color of a mocha latte, absolutely beautiful. Her laugh was just plain sexy and could cut right through a man. Her waist was so small he was certain he could span it with his hands if he tried. She had nice hips and a really fine ass. She just grew on him until he couldn’t think with wanting her.
She never gave him a single opening. For a while, those three years of college together, he thought maybe she was a lesbian, but there weren’t any woman that she dated. Had there been women, he knew he would have killed them. Same if a man had come between them, but she didn’t date. She had a lot of male friends. Climbing friends. Hiking friends. Biking. She seemed to be busy all the time in her off-hours.
Teagan was brilliant, and he hit on the idea of hiring her as his tutor. He’d struck gold with that. He had plenty of money – he didn’t give a damn about geology – but if he wanted his inheritance he needed a degree from a university in the United States. She spent a great deal of time with him. He’d poured on the charm. Spent money on her, although she didn’t seem to like it much. He’d brought picnic lunches on the pretext they could spend more time studying.
He woke some nights with the sound of her laughter in his head. He began to dream about her constantly. No other woman seemed to satisfy him and eventually, every fantasy he had was about her. He wanted her under him. He
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