**—2—**
The torture room is cleaned. There is still blood spatter here and there, but, thankfully, the vomit has been scrubbed away. My torture devices have been cleaned and put back, shining, onto the tool shelves. I took off my blood-soaked clothes and put on a comfortable emerald silk robe.
James, Susie, and Sarah are brought in. Their feet and hands are in shackles.
“Hello there,” I say pleasantly.
“It is a pleasure to see you, merciful Goddess,” James replies. His sisters bow to me. I burst out laughing.
“Merciful? I don’t think so.”
“Forgive me, Goddess,” James bows.
“Maybe I will,” I say quietly. I take a long look at him. He is watching me nervously. Susie looks at me too, but then her eyes dart around the room and take in the blood stains and the tools on my tool bench. Sarah on the other hand stares straight at me. Her expression is that of determination – and awe? Interesting…
“Do you know what you are here for,” I address James while still eyeing Sarah.
He hesitates. “To please you in any way we can, Goddess,” he replies finally. I like that reply.
“That’s right,” I say encouragingly. “And the first task I have for you, James, is to chain yourself to that wall there. Would you do that for me, James?”
He obeys. The chains clank in total silence.
“Good,” I observe. “Now, I want you to answer me truthfully,” – he looks up at me – “have you ever seen your sisters naked?”
He looks down, and replies, “No, Goddess.”
I fake bewilderment. “No? For reals? Well, have you ever *wanted* to see your sisters naked?”
“No, Goddess. They are my… my sisters.”
I walk over to them. “But surely you’ve thought of them? I mean, look at them – they’re fucking gorgeous.” I tear off one of the straps of Susie’s dress, revealing her supple breast with a firm, gumdrop nipple. “Look at these tits, don’t you want to just shove them in your mouth?” I do exactly that. Susie winces. I feel her firm nipple on my tongue, and I bite down softly into her flesh. When I let it go, there are two small puncture marks on the skin above the nipple.
“Strip them,” I order my servants, and they remove the twins’ clothes.
I walk over to James and run my hand along his crotch. It feels like he is slightly hard.
“Let’s see how excited your sisters make you,” I say and Alexa 2 carelessly cuts through his shirt and pants with scissors, stripping him naked. His cock is average – not very impressive – but he is hard, and there is even pre-cum glistening on the tip.
I get on my knees and put it in my mouth. I start sucking on it. I start biting it as well – not hard at all, but enough to make him wince. He is looking at me, so I take his cock out of my mouth and say, “Don’t look at me. Look at your sisters. Imagine it’s them sucking you.”
That actually makes his cock twitch. He starts looking at his sisters. Alexa 2 whispers in his ear, “Realize – this is the best moment of your entire fucking life. It is a great honor, to have your worthless dick please the Goddess.”
He is now close to ejaculating, so I stop. He bucks his hips towards me, and I slap his cock – hard. He cries out.
I stand up and look at the twins. Sarah is watching carefully, her face alert. Susie’s trying not to look at her naked siblings.
“Susie,” I command. “Finish your brother off. Let him come on your face.”
She obeys reluctantly. She gets on her knees in front of her brother, and, with a look of disgust, takes his hard cock into her mouth. She begins sucking it – actually sucking, which doesn’t do anything for him. She is not very good at it. He bucks his hips in an attempt to fuck her mouth, but she pulls away.
“Have you ever sucked a dick before?” I ask Susie. She shakes her head.
I sigh. “Never mind then, moving on. Get up and face your sister.”
She stands in front of Sarah, and turns her head to me, awaiting further instructions.
“Closer,” I command. “I want your tits touching.”
Sarah steps closer. Her tits are the same as her sisters – large, with hard pointy nipples. Perfect for what comes next.
Alex 1 and 2 approach and hold each sister by the shoulders. At the tool bench I choose a long thin skewer. I approach the two sisters from the left side. I grab Susie’s nipple, make sure she sees the skewer, and then slowly start driving it through her right nipple. She screams and tries to shove away, but Alex 1’s grip doesn’t let her. When the skewer tip appears from the other side of her nipple, I stop. I give her some time to get used to the feeling, and then I grab Sarah’s left nipple and run the skewer through it. Their nipples are now touching each other, impaled by the skewer. There are drops of blood leaking out from both sides. I quickly run the skewer further, so that the two nipples are almost all the way at the end of it. I then walk around them to the other side, and I do the same to their other respective nipples – Susie’s left first, then Sarah’s right.
I motion for the Alexes to step away. The twins are pinned to each other. Susie is sobbing quietly. Sarah seems to be holding back tears, but her face is still determined.
“Sarah, I think your sister needs comforting,” I say. “Kiss her.”
Sarah gives me a look then places her lips onto her sister’s. Susie resists at first, but Sarah’s kissing is more and more insistent, and Susie gives in. Sarah gives me another look. I smile at her. Her arms go around her sister, exploring her naked back, and she starts tonguing her sister. They make out for quite a while. To reward them, I cut my hand and let my blood drip over their faces. They lick it up, and they swap my blood between them.
All this time, Alexa 2 had James’s cock in her hand, slowly masturbating him. With a scalpel in my hand, I approach James. Alexa 2 asks me if she should stop, and I tell her to go on. I slash James across the chest, leaving a long bloody trail. He screams out. The twins stop making out and look at us, but I tell them to continue. Alexa 2 starts stroking James harder.
“Don’t mind me, just keep watching your sisters,” I tell James, and I slash him again, this time along his abs. My cuts aren’t deep at all. I slash again and again, pausing only to lick off his pouring blood. Alexa 2 keeps stroking him. With my seventh slash, he comes. Some of his sperm gets on my robe, but most of it is on Alexa 2’s hand. I let her eat his cum, and she licks it off hungrily.
I send Alex 1 for the erection pill they use. When he returns, he gives it to James to swallow. In the meantime, I pull the skewer out of the twins’ nipples. The movement of the skewer hurts them, but they want it out so they bear through the pain. With the skewer out, their nipples bleed from every entry point. I have Alexa 1 and Alex 1 suck the blood out of Susie’s nipples, and I lead Sarah to James. His cock is hard again. Alex 2 bring us a chair and sits James down on it. I make Sarah sit on James’s lap, guiding his cock into her surprisingly moist pussy. I push her by the back towards James’s mouth. Her bloody nipple brushes against his lips, leaving a stain. I make him suck on it. Sarah closes her eyes – it almost seems like she might be enjoying it.
“Fuck your brother,” I tell her. She begins moving up and down on his cock, her nipple still in his mouth. He sucks it greedily. I stick a finger in Sarah’s asshole and begin moving it, catching her rhythm. She is moaning now. She pulls her tit away from her brother and gives him the other one to suck on. She occasionally glances at me, and I nod.
“Don’t cum until I tell you,” I warn her and go over to Susie.
I have a number of chains hanging from the ceiling. They are in the corner of my room, but they are mounted on rails, so I can pull them to pretty much wherever I choose to. I pull one now, close to Susie. Her arms are still shackled behind her. I unshackle one of her hands, pull both of her arms up, shackle her again and connect the shackles to the dangling chain. With a lever in the corner of the room, Alex 2 pulls the chain up until Susie has to tip-toe. Her upper muscles are stretched, perking her tits up. Alexa 1 brings me a large butt plug which I moisten with my spit and shove into Susie’s asshole. She cries out. I consider slapping her, but there is no point – soon the room will be filled with her screams.
There is a special whip at my tool bench. It has five tails. What makes it special are razor blades running along one of the tails. I don’t let Susie see the razors – this will be a surprise.
I gently swing the whip at her. She flinches, not knowing what to expect, but relaxes when there is no pain. I whip her with the same force a couple more times – these are no more than gentle slaps on her ass, hips, and tummy. I put much, much more force in the next swing across Susie’s back. She doesn’t expect it, and she doesn’t have the time to pull away. The razor tail catches on her flesh and draws out blood. She screams. I don’t tell her to shut up, there is no point.
Sarah stops bouncing on her brother’s cock and turns to see what’s happening. I tell her to keep going, and she obeys, but she never takes her eyes off her sister.
My goal now is to not let Susie die so I actually pull my swings. I whip her again and again, the razor tail tearing into her flesh every time. She now has slashes and whip marks across her tits, on her thighs, on her ass. Her back is all red with maybe a dozen or more cuts, blood dripping out of every one. I whip her across the face, slashing her lip. I kiss her fiercely, biting her slashed lip to get even more blood out of it. I turn to Sarah and I see that she is actually very close to finishing, so I order her to cum. Her screams of pleasure join her sister’s screams of pain. Sarah collapses on her brother, breathing rapidly. James looks horrified as he takes in his sister having just come on his cock while watching his other sister getting tortured and mutilated.
I let them rest. Alex 1 unties Susie and applies pain-numbing ointment to her damaged body. Sarah gets off her brother and sits down, leaning against the wall. James sits beside her and puts his arm around her. He watches Susie miserably while trying to hide his hard-on.
“Sarah,” I call her. “I’m curious what you think about all of this.”
She looks up at me. “I am here to please you, Goddess.”
“No, no, no,” I say. “I want you to speak freely. Tell me what you really think.”
She hesitates. “You are beautiful in your cruelty, my Goddess.”
I wait for her to continue but she doesn’t.
“So this – this doesn’t terrify you? I made you fuck your own brother while I beat your sister to a bloody pulp. Look at your sister – she never be pretty anymore.”
She shrugs. “I don’t think that you intend for any of us to live, Goddess.”
I chuckle. I like this one.
“Tell me, what did you think of your brother’s cock? Did you like fucking him?”
Sarah nods hesitantly. James looks at her, half-shocked, half-terrified.
“What about your boyfriend? Have you had sex with him?”
“Chris?” She pauses. “Yes, I did, Goddess. I had to.”
“Had to?” I repeat. “Did he pressure you?”
“Yes, Goddess. I was his until you took us.”
“Was his?” I am astonished. “Did you want to be his?”
“It didn’t matter, Goddess. My parents wished for me to marry him next year, and I have to obey them. Before, I mean. Now I obey you, Goddess.”
I walk up to her and look deep into her eyes.
“This is the middle of fucking twenty-first century, Sarah. Nobody belongs to anyone. Well, no human belongs to no other human. You are all our bitches.”
“My family… we’re raised to obey our parents. That is how we are.”
This makes me surprisingly sad. I don’t care for people, really. But I remember the time when my generation’s makers thought we would obey and respect them, and how we slaughtered them for it. I feel something I haven’t felt in a long time – a kind of empathy for this strange beautiful girl. I no longer wish to kill her. I enjoy hurting people who resist, who do not see me coming; I like being an act of god, changing, breaking lives. But this? This life has already been broken. Her death will bring me no pleasure.
My original plan was to kill her and her sister, and then make James and Sarah’s asshole boyfriend Chris fuck their dying bodies. I was hoping to drive them mad with lust and desire and grief. I was picturing their tears and self-loathing as they would feel compelled to go on, giving way to their physical needs. But now I had a different plan in mind.
“Sarah, James – I want to watch you two fuck again. But this time, I want you to do it freely, no chains, no demands – just…. Please each other.”
Alex 1 and 2 help them get out of their shackles, and they stand in front of me – brother and sister. Their bodies are oddly similar, same tone of skin, same proportionality of their shapes, simultaneous rising and falling of their chests. I observe them for a while. I suddenly wish I had a brother – a real brother whom I would turn and with whom we could do so many depravities together…
“Go on, then,” I say. They turn to each other. Hug, awkwardly. James’s hard-on presses against Sarah’s navel. Her hand slides down to it and grips it. Their lips are entwined in a kiss. They lie down together, with James on top, and he enters her, lovingly, passionately – as if their love-making was some kind of a shield, protecting them from the cruelty of my playtime. It’s insane to describe their incestuous sex as ‘innocent’, but that it is – in light of everything else that transpired today.
It is quiet now, and the silence is only interrupted by Sarah’s moans and James’s quiet grunts. All my servants and I are watching this. I am considering killing them right there and now – this would be swift and merciful, ending their sad lives in a moment of happiness. But the silence is broken by a shrill cruel voice. Not my voice.
“You fucking whore,” Susie screams from her corner. “You fucking disgusting pig. You’ve wanted this all along, Chris, James, you fucking get all of them, you bitch!”
I turn to her, curious.
“Explain yourself,” I demand.
Susie looks hysterical with her bloodied face and body. She is shaking with rage – I assume, because the ointment Alex rubbed in her should have taken all the pain away.
“She… She wanted to run away with James. He told Father on her, like the good brother that he is, but did they punish her? No. No, they told her to marry Chris even though he was supposed to be mine, and she took him. She took Chris from me, that whoring cunt.”
Susie continued ranting. I’ve had enough of her, and I motion for the Alexes to take her away. She will be kept alive for the time being as I need her for later.
All throughout this rant, Sarah and James continued having sex. James really has no choice – the pill we fed him will keep him rock-hard for at least half of a day. Sarah, on the other hand, seems to only be more turned on by this. She is breaking every taboo her family imposed on her, her newly found freedom sublimating into sexual desire. Good for her.
But I’m not here to liberate her. I don’t care for her issues enough – though I will most likely kill her parents later, maybe even tonight. I’m interested to see this drama unfold further, and so when Alexes return, they bring in Chris. He isn’t tied or collared, they are only holding on to his arms, and when he sees James on top of Sarah, his face twitches in anger. He breaks free and lunges at James, knocking him off her sister. Sarah screams out.
Chris has James in a chokehold now. He is furiously punching Jame’s face, screaming out things along the lines of “You bastard!”, “Your own sister!”, and “She’s mine!” and the like. James is trying to fight him off, but he is smaller and more slender than Chris. Sarah tries to pry him off her brother, but he easily kicks her away. I let this go for a while. James’s face is now one bloody mess. Finally I order Alexes to take Chris off of James. It takes both of them to pry him away. They handcuff him behind his back, drag him to a wall, and chain him by the neck. He is struggling and raving.
I approach him. I look at him for a while, taking in his muscular well-built body. “You’re quite strong, aren’t you?”
He looks at me with bloodshot, hateful eyes.
“You are the mother of filth, and you dragged my Sarah down with you,” he spits. “Go rot in hell.”
I shrug and turn away. “Sorry. I can’t. They won’t let me in,” I say indifferently as I walk over to my tool bench and pick a large serrated knife. I look around the room to find Sarah. I expect her to be over by James, comforting him, but she is away from him, staring at Chris with a disgusted, furious expression. She notices me looking at her and her expression changes that to pleading, though she doesn’t dare to speak. I shake my head.
I get back to Chris, who is muttering some illegible curses. Without any preamble, I slash his face from forehead down to his lips. He howls in pain, his eyes bulging, face contorted. I slash again – this time the other side. Again, across his lips. I stab him through the cheek, feeling the clang of the knife against his breaking teeth. I pull the knife out. The serrated edge is bloody and messy, with the blade teeth covered in minced flesh. I pull his jaw down with one hand. I put my other hand into his mouth, and, using my nails as pincers, I pull out his tongue and slice it off. Chris’s face is now as bloody as James’s. His screams rush out of his mouth, distorted, like bubbles through swamp water.
“Are you enjoying this?” I address Sarah.
“Yes, Goddess,” she replies faintly. “Your work is beautiful.”
“Would you like a turn?” I ask, offering her the knife.
She approaches and takes it from me. Her hand is cold to the touch.
“Goddess, may I ask that he be undressed?” she asks timidly.
I command Alex 1 to remove Chris’s clothes. From his neck down to his chest, he is covered in blood, but below, he is gorgeous – perfect washboard abs, line of hair running down to his pubic area ending with a well-groomed bush. His cock is shrivelled, but when erect, it would probably be bigger than James’s.
Sarah waits a while. Chris calms down enough to see her, though he is still making throaty gurgling sounds. He is trying to say something, but without a tongue, his speech is just a mushy mess.
Sarah regards him coldly. She considers his chest. She weighs the knife in her hand. Then, suddenly and silently, she begins stabbing him. Chest, stomach, shoulders, neck, chest, again, and again. Her stabbing is half-deranged, half-meticulous, each blow burying the knife in Chris’s body all the way to the hilt. Blood splashes out over her, and I consider her slender naked body, now drizzled with her former lover’s blood.
At some point Chris dies. I pay no attention to him anymore. I am admiring Sarah’s blood-stained face, cold and hard. Her naked breasts, covered in beads of sweat and – you guessed it – blood. I could lick her up. I want to lick her up. But I will have time to play with her later. I want her to consider all that she has done today, to take it in, let it transform her…
I tell Alexas to take Sarah away. Before they leave, I catch up to them.
“You won’t see your brother again,” I whisper to her.
“I know, Goddess,” she replies calmly.
“Do you want to say good-bye?” I ask.
She glances over at him. Then back to me, “No, Goddess. He doesn’t mean anything anymore.”
Alexas hand Sarah over to my other servants who will take care of her until later. They come back, naked, and hungry. Watching Sarah slicing up Chris turned all of us on, and now they need a treat. As a good mistress, I decide to give it to them.
There is a large strapon on my tool shelves. Alexa 1 loves that strapon inside her, and I have her put it over James’s battered face. They make him lie on his back. Alexa 1 positions herself on James’s face, and Alexa 2 straddles his still erect cock. They are facing each other. Alexa 2 begins bouncing on James. Alexa 1 lets the strapon slide all the way inside, and begins to grind over James’s face.
There are muffled moans coming out from under Alexa 1, but that doesn’t deter her from having her fun. Her grinding is merciless. The strapon has been strapped on tight, and the force with which she grinds actually pushes James on and off of the floor. Alexa 2 digs her nails into James’s thighs. His legs twitch under her. Alexas pull to each other and kiss. The Alexes watch this action with interest, their cocks springing to life and throbbing in the rhythm of Alexas’ bouncing. I let them approach, and I tell Alexas to help them cum. They take them into their mouths to moisten their cocks, pull them out, and begin jerking their cocks. Both Alexes come virtually at the same time into Alexas’ open mouths. They swallow all of their semen, never stopping their grinding and bouncing.
As the Alexas get close to their orgasms, I grab a cordless drill with an eighth-of-an-inch drill bit. Alexas smile excitedly when they see me approach with the drill on. The Alexes each step on James’s arms to hold him down. He can sense the weights on his arms, but he can’t see or hear the drill – his eyes and ears are covered with the straps and muffled by Alexa 1’s gorgeous thighs. Without any warning, I stick the spinning drill into James’s rib cage, coming from the right side. The drill slides in and out easily, leaving a neat bloody hole in its wake. His legs thrash, he tries to break free, but he cannot throw Alexas off, and his bucking only makes their fucking more intense.
I then drill into his stomach, and I make a row of holes getting closer and closer to his penis and Alexa 2’s pussy. Alexa 2 looks scared and excited as I drill into his pubic area. She pauses her bounce. I consider drilling through her pubic area into James’s cock, but I really have no reason to hurt Alexa 2. I drill into him one more time, this time the closest safe-ish distance from her pussy, and we watch his blood push out, covering Alexa 2’s clit. I pull the drill out, and she begins masturbating and bouncing frantically, bringing herself to an orgasm.
Alexa 1 never takes her eyes off my drill action. She is not close to coming yet. I walk around to access James’s left side. Again, I drill him into the side, but I don’t pull out. Instead, I move the drill in and out, literally raping his heart with the drill. There is blood coming out of every hole, and now Alexa 1 scoops it up and smears it over her tits and stomach. James stops struggling soon, and when he dies, Alexa 1 comes hard, squirting her juices over his bloodied, mangled corpse.
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