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 I have several more projects in various stages of completion but this is my
first complete work.  It's also the first thing that I've ever posted
anywhere and the first thing I've written more complicated than a grocery
list since college and that was in 1986.  Any comments or constructive
criticism would be greatly appreciated.  I'll be posting more soon.

   Thanks in advance, Blind As A Bat

   VIRTUAL JUSTICE MF, NC, oral, anal, spank, mild tort

   It was getting late, already after one in the morning and she should
have been finished and out of there by eleven o'clock.  Renee Leary
honestly preferred her former job in the clothing store as a sales
associate because it didn't have all of the responsibilities of an
assistant manager.  She had to dress up, work every weekend and was always
the last person to leave, usually never on time.  She'd taken the promotion
because it meant more money and she could use as much of that as she could
possibly get.  She opened the back door that led into the employee parking
area and immediately noticed that the security light wasn't working.  She
locked up the store, got her key ready and then hurried over to her car. 
She made three attempts and still couldn't get the door unlocked, "Damn it,
did I grab the wrong key?" she asked aloud.  She was rummaging through her
purse looking for a flashlight when suddenly from out of nowhere she was
roughly grabbed from behind.  She struggled and tried to get away but
before she even had a chance to scream her mouth and nose were covered by a
sweet smelling rag.  Soon her head was spinning and she could feel her legs
collapsing beneath her as she slipped into unconsciousness.

   The first thing she remembered as consciousness returned was hearing
music in the background.  Her head hurt, she was totally disoriented and
when she opened her eyes to figure out what had happened she found herself
in total darkness.  By an extraordinary effort she managed to choke back
the panic so that she could calmly assess her situation.  She was lying on
her back and there was no sensation of pain anywhere in her body.  When she
slipped her hand down the front of her skirt and discovered that her
pantyhose were undisturbed she knew that she hadn't been raped, at least
not yet.  The air in the room had a cold damp chill and a fairly strong
musty odor so she concluded that she was probably in a basement.  She laid
her palms flat at her sides, moved them outward and determined that she was
on a twin size mattress.  Her right hand encountered a block wall and when
her left hand dropped over the edge it touched a bare concrete floor.  She
stood up, found the wall at the head of the bed and slowly started feeling
her way along it.  After about ten feet she hit a corner and the surface
changed from block to drywall.  She followed it and after about another ten
feet she encountered a door.  She ran her hand over the surface, found the
door knob and when she started to turn it she heard a man's voice coming
from just a few feet behind her, "Hello Renee, I'm glad to see you up and
around.  Did you have a nice nap?"

   She let out a startled scream, retreated to the corner away from the
voice and stammered out, "W-w-who are you?"

   "Here are the rules.  My advice to you is to follow them.  Unless asked
a direct question the only acceptable responses are yes sir, no sir and
thank you sir.  You will do whatever I ask of you immediately whenever I
ask you to do it.  Remember them and we'll get along just fine.  Do you
understand?"

   "What do you want?  What are you going to do to me?"

   He had a note of anger in his voice when he answered, "The proper
response should have been yes sir.  Since you're new here I'll indulge you
this one time with an answer.  I've brought you here for my entertainment
and to be my sexual plaything until I decide to release you.  What I do to
you is based entirely upon your behavior.  If you cooperate you'll walk
away from this relatively unharmed and you might even get some enjoyment
for yourself.  If you don't, why don't we just say that things might become
unpleasant for you." He paused for effect and with an ominous note in his
voice he added, "Very unpleasant." Suddenly the room was flooded with light
and she was temporarily blinded by the glare.  He eyed her up and down,
"Now let me get a better look at my catch.  Turn around and let me see the
whole package." She just stood there, frozen in place with fear so he
prompted her, "The proper response should be yes sir and then you start
moving.  Now!" he commanded.

   "Yes sir," she said in a whisper and then she started slowly turning. 
As she moved he absorbed every minute detail so that in the future when he
looked back he could savor every moment of their encounter.  Renee was very
attractive, twenty two years old, long honey blonde hair pulled back into a
ponytail and she had bright blue eyes.  She was about five feet six inches
tall with perky C cup tits, a slim waist and a firm shapely ass.  She was
dressed very conservatively, navy blue skirt hemmed just above the knee,
white blouse, pantyhose and dress shoes with a low heel.

   By the time she'd turned all of the way around her eyes had adjusted to
the light and she got her first look at her tormentor.  He was seated on a
love seat only a couple of feet from the foot of the bed.  On the cushion
next to him was a small canvas duffle bag and what appeared to be a set of
night vision goggles.  He'd been watching her every move through the
darkness the whole time.  He was a handsome man with a stocky build,
probably in his early thirties, shaved head and cold steel blue eyes. 
Those eyes chilled her to the bone with the cold penetrating stare that he
had leveled at her.  She almost felt violated just by the way he was
looking at her.  Despite the look in his eyes and the fact that she'd been
warned she decided to press her luck and speak.  "Please sir, if you let me
go I swear I'll never say a word about this to anyone.  It'll be our
private little secret."

   He started to speak in a calm quiet voice and somehow that made it sound
that much more ominous.  "You are going to have a very unpleasant time
during your stay if you can't follow one simple rule.  If you speak without
permission again I'll beat the shit out of you and duct tape your mouth
shut.  Do you understand?"

   Tears started streaming down her cheeks and she replied with a meek,
"Yes sir." She knew what was about to happen and there wasn't a damn thing
she could do to prevent it.

   "Start stripping, I want to see some bare skin," he ordered her.  Her
eyes grew wide, she was frozen in place with fear and without realizing it
she shook her head no.  He reached into the bag, rummaged around a bit and
came out with something in his hand.  "We're not getting off to a very good
start," he said as he pointed the item in his hand at her.  Before she knew
what hit her she lay in a crumpled heap on the floor with fifty thousand
volts coursing through her body.  After what seemed like an eternity he
finally released the button, "That was your first warning and they only get
more painful from here." He gave her another sustained jolt then bellowed,
"NOW do as I say and start stripping!"

   She looked up at him and by the expression on his face she could tell
that he meant business.  "Yes sir," she said with a note of resignation in
her voice.  She moved so that she was sitting upright on the floor and
started slowly unbuckling the straps on her shoes, stalling for time to
recover from the effects of the taser.  She slipped them off and managed to
haul herself to her feet.  She was embarrassed to discover that her skirt
and hose were soaked, apparently she'd pissed herself while she was being
shocked.

   "Are you going to behave yourself now and do what you're told?" She
mutely nodded so he grabbed the taser leads and yanked the barbed probes
out of her skin.  She yelped in pain and realized for the first time where
she'd been struck and soon two little spots of blood soaked through her
white blouse onto her stomach.  He produced a big shopping bag and held it
out for her, "Put all of your clothes in here." She inched toward him, only
getting close enough to take the bag and then she quickly retreated to the
corner where she'd been standing.  She squatted, picked up her shoes,
deposited them in the bag and then stood back up.  "Excellent, see how easy
it is.  Now show me some skin." After she stood there for a full minute
without moving he finally said, "Now would be good.  Or would you rather me
get into my little bag of tricks again?" he said in an even more ominous
tone than before.  She pulled the tail of her blouse out of her skirt and
then one by one she slowly unbuttoned it.  She opened it exposing her flat
stomach and a sheer white braw then let it slide from her shoulders.  To
stall for some more time she neatly folded the blouse before placing it in
the bag.  She stood up, watched him unfasten the front of his shorts and
pull out his cock.  Her eyes grew wide at the sight because his was bigger
flaccid than her boyfriend's was erect.  She shivered from the damp chill
in the room and felt her nipples painfully harden and press into the sheer
material of her bra.  She unzipped her skirt and slowly pushed it down over
her hips.  She watched him gradually increase in size as she exposed more
and more of herself.  When she got it down as far as her knees she let it
drop, stepped out of it, folded it and then placed it in the bag as well.
She stood back up and knew what she had to do next so she closed her eyes,
reached behind her and unhooked her bra.  She wanted to avoid letting him
see her for as long as possible so she held the cups to her chest while she
slipped the straps off her shoulders.  She took in a deep breath, let her
bra drop and felt her face turn crimson as she exposed her tits to him. 
She opened her eyes to deposit the bra in the bag, stood back up and when
she looked over at him he was fully erect.

   She let out an audible gasp and whispered, "Oh my fucking god." She'd
never seen anything like it before, not even in a porn flick.  It wasn't as
much the length, about eight inches, it was the girth that frightened her.
It started out the size of a beer bottle right behind his head and up to
just a little bigger than a beer can at its base.  She couldn't imagine how
he was going to be able to stuff that thing inside her even though she knew
that it was inevitable that he would.

   "Come here and stand in front of me," he instructed.  She hesitated but
when he started reaching for the bag she took a small step forward and that
stopped his hand from moving.  As long as she was making forward progress
he seemed to be satisfied so she dragged it out as long as possible by
taking very small steps.  When she arrived in front of him he scooted to
the edge of the love seat, reached out and placed both hands on her stomach
just above the waistband of her pantyhose.  Her entire body stiffened but
by sheer force of will she managed not to recoil from his touch.  He slid
his hands up her torso, grabbed her tits and started fondling them.  "Great
tits, so soft and yet at the same time so firm.  Best of all they're one
hundred percent real," he said and then he turned his attention to her
nipples.  They were erect from the cool air so they were already very
sensitive when he started rolling them between his fingers and tugging on
them.  He teased them until they were painfully hard and then he roughly
pinched them until he had her whimpering, but she stood her ground.  He
leaned forward, sucked a nipple into his mouth and then reached around her
to grabbed two handfuls of ass.  He flicked it with his tongue while his
hands roamed all over her ass and then he gave it a nibble before moving to
the other side.  Finally he alternated between them several times as he
allowed his fingers to probe between the cheeks of her tight ass through
her pantyhose and panties.

   Suddenly, without warning, he pushed her and she fell backwards onto the
mattress.  She tried to backpedal away from him but her head hit the wall
and before she knew it he was straddling her chest stroking his immense
shaft mere inches from her face.  With every stroke he milked out more of
his pre cum until he finally accumulated enough to allow him to squeeze her
tits around his cock and start fucking them.  He intently watched the
expression on her face change when he bumped into her chin with his head or
gave her nipples a hard pinch.  After several minutes of fucking her tits
both His pace and breathing quickened so she knew that his orgasm was
imminent.  Even though she was expecting it she was in no way prepared when
the first spurt hit her on the chin and splashed all over her face.  He let
go of her tits, stroked his cock and started covering her chest with huge
streams of cum.  As soon as he finished shooting his load and his breathing
started to return to normal he placed his head to her lips and commanded,
"Lick it clean, every drop."

   Her vision blurred as tears filled her eyes, "I'm begging you, please
don't make me do that."

   "I won't make you do anything that you don't want to but take a minute
to consider this.  Think about what I might do to you if you don't and
remember that reality will be far worse than anything your imagination
could possibly conceive." She had a horrified look on her face but she
stuck out her tongue and dutifully licked him clean.  Very good," he
complimented her.  "See how easy it is when you cooperate.  That was just a
little sample taste but I promise that you'll be getting a whole lot more
of it later.  " He got up, gathered up their clothes, made sure that his
implements of torture were all accounted for and headed for the door.  As
he was leaving she saw another room with a set of stairs on the opposite
side.  He pulled the door shut, locked it and then plunged her into
darkness.  She was in such a state of shock over what was happening that
all she could do was stare into the void and worry about what she would be
subjected to next.

   The lights came on and roused her from her fitful sleep.  She was lying
with her back to the door but she heard him enter and then sit down.  He
said in a loud voice, "Renee, it's time to wake up so we can have a little
more fun." She ignored him and pretended to be asleep.  "Renee, I know
you're awake, get up now!" he said in an even louder voice.  A few seconds
later she heard him stand up, get behind her and the next thing she knew he
picked up the mattress and rolled her onto the bare concrete floor.  She
felt him press something into her back and then she was paralyzed by
another fifty thousand volt shock.  She screamed until he released the
button and then scrambled away from him to huddle in the corner.  His voice
was calm when he said, "Now you're starting to piss me off.  If you make me
have to get up again I'll beat you into submission, or worse."

   She could tell by the look on his face that he meant business, "Yes sir,
I'm sorry sir." When she looked up at him she saw that he had a stun gun in
his hand and he was already naked below the waist.

   He allowed her to sit there a short time to recover from the shock
before he said, "Get over here and stand in front of me."

   "Yes sir," she said as she got up and slowly walked toward him.  She
once again had to fight the urge to recoil away from him when he reached
around to cup her ass cheeks.  She closed her eyes and imagined that it was
her boyfriend's hands exploring her ass and thighs through her pantyhose.
He brought one of his hands to the front to rub between her legs and he
could still feel the dampness from her earlier accident.

   "I love the way your pussy feels through your panties and hose," he said
as he cupped it in the palm of his hand.  He managed to work his middle
finger between her lips through the material and then he slid forward to
her clit.  He applied pressure and felt her entire body tense up when he
started rubbing little circles around it.  "That's why I chose you to be my
companion this weekend, to get a little class around here for a change.  I
need a break from strippers and intoxicated college girls." He worked his
fingers into the waistband of her pantyhose and started inching them down
over her hips and ass.  Next he slowly exposed her legs from her thighs
down to her ankles and then looked up at her and said, "Lift your feet for
me."

   "Yes sir," she replied and then she placed her hands on his shoulders
for balance so he could finish removing them.

   He deposited her hose in his bag and said, "Now back up a little and let
me get a better look at you." He noticed that her conservative blue panties
were still wet and molded to every contour of her pussy.  "Turn around and
let me see that ass," he told her.  She did a slow about face, "Now lose
the panties." She let out a choked little sob but hooked her thumbs into
the waistband and started slowly pushing them down over her hips exposing
her bare ass a fraction of an inch at a time.  When she got them below her
cheeks she had to squat and spread her legs slightly to finish removing
them and he licked his lips as she peeled the damp material away from her
pussy.  She let them drop to the floor and quietly stood there waiting for
further instructions.  He decided that he wanted to get a good look at her
pussy so he told her, "Spread your legs, bend over and grab your ankles."
She stepped out of her panties, kicked them aside, spread her legs about
two and a half feet apart and then slowly bent over.  When she took hold of
her ankles she knew that she was exposing the most intimate parts of her
body to a total stranger.  From her awkward position she couldn't help but
watch with morbid fascination as he stroked his cock until it was fully
erect.  After achieving that goal he told her, "Pick up your panties, stand
up and put them in the bag." She deposited them as told and then silently
stood there waiting for him to tell her what to do next.  He surveyed her
totally naked body, making her feel very uncomfortable and then he asked,
"Do you know how to give a blow job?"

   "I've only tried it a couple of times with my boyfriend and I ask him to
wear a condom because it grosses me out.  I've never practiced so I'm
honestly not all that good at it.  In fact yours was the first cum that I'd
ever tasted."

   "Here's your chance to get a little practice.  Maybe your boyfriend will
even thank me for teaching you something.  Now get down on your knees and
suck my cock." She knelt down in front of him and found herself face to
face with his massive erection.  It was standing straight up, there were
several thick veins running its length and it was moving slightly with
every beat of his heart.  The head was a dark shade of purple and a huge
drop of pre cum had already formed at its tip.  She took hold of it at its
base and she couldn't even come close to getting her fingers wrapped all of
the way around it.  She looked up at him with pleading eyes but his cold
stare wordlessly told her that there was no room for negotiation, this was
going to happen no matter what.  She stroked it a couple of times causing
more cum to ooze out of his slit and then she leaned in closer to lick it
off.  She licked the entire head several times, took it into her nearly
virgin mouth, began stroking him the best she could with her tiny hand and
then she started sucking him.  She teased his slit with the tip of her
tongue and then started circling his head with it.  She continued to stroke
him while she tried to force as much of his shaft into her mouth as
possible but was only able to get about three inches in without triggering
her gag reflex.  She started bobbing her head and vigorously stroking him
at the same time figuring that she must be doing something right because
she hadn't heard any complaints.  She backed off several times to work on
his head with her tongue and then she'd slide back down as far as she could
to start sucking again.  Her jaw was aching and she didn't know if she'd
been at it for five minutes or five hours when she heard him grunt out,
"I'm getting close, faster, do it faster bitch!  Suck that cock you little
slut!" She started using both hands to pump him furiously and sucked as
hard as she possibly could.  His body tensed up and when she felt him
beginning to swell in her mouth even though she knew that meant he was
getting ready to cum she was still taken totally by surprise when his first
shot hit the back of her throat.  He started pumping huge streams into her
mouth but when she tried to pull away she discovered that he'd grabbed her
ponytail and was holding her there.  She started frantically trying to gulp
down mouthfuls of his cum to keep from choking and even managed to swallow
most of it before she gagged.  It started overflowing the corners of her
mouth but he didn't release his grip on her hair until she started choking
and he saw cum shooting out of her nose.  As soon as he let go she
immediately pulled away and he used the opportunity to shoot his last few
spurts all over her face.  When she finally managed to stop coughing she
looked up at him and her face had gobs of his sperm dripping from it.  He
pulled her piss soaked panties out of the bag, handed them to her and said,
"Here, wipe the cum off your face." She took them, turned them around until
she found a relatively dry spot on the seat and wiped her face as clean as
she could.  He took the panties back from her and said, "You still need to
clean what you missed off my cock and then suck it dry." She looked at his
cock apprehensively but dutifully licked off every speck of cum she'd let
spill.  Then she wrapped her lips around the head, continued sucking and
trying to milk him of any remaining cum until he stopped her and said, "Not
bad for an amateur."

   He made sure everything was in his bag and then picked it up along with
her bag of clothes.  He walked to the door and said, "I'll be back in a
little while and see what other kind of fun we can have together.  There's
a bucket and a roll of toilet paper in the corner behind the love seat if
you need it." He unlocked the door, exited the room and when she saw the
stairs again they seemed to be screaming escape.  The door shut, she heard
the click of the deadbolt being locked and when she was plunged into
absolute darkness her thoughts of escape evaporated.  She turned around and
crawled onto the mattress, lay down and curled up in the fetal position. 
She couldn't believe what she'd just done, today was the first time in her
entire life that she'd ever tasted cum.  She tried not to think about the
cold, or the fear, or the humiliation and then managed to cry herself to
sleep.

   When she awoke she was once again greeted by absolute darkness and the
cold damp air.  "Damn, it's not a nightmare," she quietly said.  She had no
concept of the passage of time and didn't know if she'd napped for ten
minutes or slept for ten hours.  She did know that she had to piss so she
got up and after groping around a bit she finally found the bucket.  She
squatted over it and while she was relieving herself her stomach growled.
It occurred to her that the only thing in her stomach was the several big
mouthfuls of cum that she'd been forced to swallow earlier.  Remembering
what she'd done made her realize that she still had the unpleasant taste in
her mouth and that made her stomach lurch.  She broke out in a cold sweat,
her mouth started watering and she knew that there was no holding back so
she jumped up, turned around and vomited into the bucket.  After several
minutes her dry heaves finally subsided and the foul taste in her mouth was
even worse.  As she kneeled there with her head in the bucket she decided
that she couldn't just submit to the whims of this perverted madman.  First
he titty fucked her, next he forced her to give him a blow job so it didn't
take a rocket scientist to figure out where he'd want to stick that monster
of his next.  She knew she had to do something to try to escape, but what
could she do?  She was cold naked and hungry but worst of all she was
terrified of what might happen to her next.  She got up, moved around the
room trying to generate a little body heat and thought about the door at
the top of the stairs she'd seen earlier.  Maybe if she made it up the
steps and outside she could reach a neighbor's house and call for some
help. She checked out the door, determined that it swung out and to the
left.  She knew that the foot of the stairs was on the far side of the room
to the right.  She only had to listen for him to unlock the door and when
it opened far enough she'd hit him by surprise.  If she were very lucky
she'd incapacitate him and then she could make a dash for freedom.  If she
failed she didn't even want to think about the consequences that might
befall her, but she had to try.

   She strained to hear over the incessant music and after waiting for what
seemed like an eternity she finally heard faint footfalls coming down the
stairs.  When she heard keys rattle every muscle in her body tensed,
preparing to make a run for it.  He put the key in the lock and when he
turned it she heard a distinct click.  The door began to swing open and
when it was wide enough she pounced like a cat.  She raised her knee where
she thought his groin should be, connected with it bringing him to his
knees and she was already halfway up the steps before it registered on him
what had happened.  She entered the kitchen, locked the door behind her and
even though the daylight was a little overwhelming she spotted the back
door.  She tried to open it but realized that it was a deadbolt that needed
a key to be opened even from the inside.  She ran up the hall toward the
other end of the house and when she found the front door she discovered
that it had the same type of lock as the back.  She started frantically
going from window to window but all of them had steel bars over them.  To
make matters worse, even if she did make it outside there wasn't another
house in sight, no matter what direction she looked she saw nothing but
thick woods.  "This place is set up like a fucking fortress!" she exclaimed
in frustration.

   "Renee, you've been a very naughty little girl," she heard him call from
the kitchen.  "I really like you and hate to have to punish you but you've
left me no choice." He was coming up the hall and when he spotted her she
looked all around for an escape but knew that she was cornered.  He said,
"This time you've successfully pissed me off and the time has arrived for
things to become unpleasant for you."

   Even though his demeanor was calm she could tell by the look on his face
that she'd made a grave error in judgement.  She started talking fast,
"Please sir, don't hurt me.  I'm sorry and I promise I'll never do anything
that stupid again.  I'll do anything you want me to do to make up for it,
just please don't hurt me."

   "Too late, you only get one chance around here and you fucked yours up."
He once again aimed his taser at her, pressed the button and when the leads
embedded themselves in her she immediately hit the floor.  He kept the
current flowing into her far longer than was really necessary just for the
pure pleasure of watching her twitch and inflicting pain.  He finally
released the button and before she had an opportunity to move she felt his
weight on her back pinning her to the floor.  He pulled her head back
roughly by her ponytail, "Your very bad day just got much much worse." The
sweet smelling rag was once again pressed to her face and she quickly
slipped back into unconsciousness.

   When she awoke she wasn't surprised to find herself in a cold damp room
surrounded by complete darkness.  Her head was throbbing and when she tried
to shift positions to get more comfortable, to her horror she realized that
she was completely immobilized.  She felt the panic begin to rise and she
desperately wanted to scream.  It was only by an extraordinary effort on
her part that she kept herself from totally losing control.  After managing
to regain some of her composure she was able to assess her current
situation and it wasn't the least bit good.  She was strapped to something
like a modified sawhorse especially designed for the task.  The top of it
was well padded and wide enough to completely support her torso.  It
narrowed at her chest and allowed her tits to hang free on either side . 
She had a place to lay her head, her arms were stretched out and strapped
to the front legs by her wrists and there were restraints around her waist
and upper chest.  Finally she was bent over with her legs spread wide and
strapped to the back legs at the ankle and mid thigh placing all of her
private treasures on open display.  She wondered how many other girls had
been in this position and if they lived to tell about it, but she tried to
push that thought out of her mind.  Her contemplations were interrupted
when the lights came on because she knew that meant he was somewhere in the
room.

   He knelt beside her and spoke softly into her ear, "Considering your
current position I'd wager that you wish you'd taken my advice and followed
the rules.  He stood back up and walked around behind her, Right now we
could be in post coital bliss, but instead you had to be a little cunt and
do something stupid.  I'm actually insulted, do you think I'm an amateur?
Do you think I'd make it that easy to escape?  Look at you now, tied up,
helpless, and scared shitless about what I'm going to do to you next, as
well you should be." He massaged her ass cheeks, spread them wide apart and
commented, "Nice ass." He trailed his index finger down her crack and
paused to tease the tight rosebud of her asshole.  He inserted the first
joint of it into her anus and she tried to squirm away even though she knew
it was in vain.  Then he pulled out, moved down and very slowly inserted it
up to his knuckle in her pussy, "Damn, someone already beat me to your
cherry.  Oh well, it's still tight, for the moment anyway." He continued on
to her clit, teased it until it became hard and then gave it a flick with
his finger eliciting a yelp of pain from her.  "Are we feeling a little bit
vulnerable about now?  I can do anything I want to you and there isn't a
fucking thing that you can do to stop me." He gave each of her cheeks a
hard swat to punctuate his statement and then added in a threatening tone,
"absolutely anything."

   She started frantically talking, "Please sir, let me go and I'll do
anything you want, absolutely any..."

   "Silence!" he screamed at her, interrupting her in mid sentence.  He
continued in a calm quiet voice, "The time for cooperation has past and now
you must pay the price for your disobedience.  If you behave yourself you
may earn back some of my trust but for now the only thing I want to hear
out of you is silence.  Do you understand what I'm saying?"

   "Yes sir, I understand," she said choking back her tears.

   "Splendid," he enthusiastically said.  "Let's get started," he added and
then she heard the sound of running water.  He sat down behind her and soon
she felt a soapy rag, first on her thighs and then he moved up to
thoroughly wash her pussy and ass.  "You pissed yourself earlier and I want
everything back here to be clean enough to eat." He continued working on
her until everything had been thoroughly rinsed and then he gently blew
between her legs to dry her sending a shiver throughout her entire body. 
He leaned in even closer and said, "Has anyone ever told you that you have
a beautiful pussy?" He was so close when he spoke that she could feel his
warm breath on it.  He didn't wait for an answer and she felt him run his
tongue up each of her smooth shaved lips several times.  "You got rid of
the carpet and left a throw rug at the entrance," he said as he rubbed the
well trimmed, credit card sized patch of blonde hair at the top of her
slit. She felt her cheeks being spread wide apart again, "Brazilian, I like
that, it makes doing this so much more pleasurable." He buried his face
between them and used the tip of his tongue to run circles around the
pucker of her asshole.  Next he pried them apart even farther before
attempting to insert his tongue in her as deep as he possibly could.  After
a couple of minutes he moved down to give the entrance to her pussy the
same treatment and he continued fucking her with his tongue until he got
her juices flowing.  He finished up by running the flat surface of his
tongue from her clit all of the way to the top of her ass crack several
times.  He stood up, leaned forward, reached around her and started playing
with her tits.  He nestled his cock between her cheeks, gave her nipples a
tug and asked, "Did you like having your pussy and asshole licked?  Be
honest, don't lie to me."

   She decided to try guile to get him to untie her, "Yes, it felt very
good.  Wouldn't it feel much better for both of us if I were untied?"

   "Brilliant try my dear, but no go.  I'm not letting you off that
easily." He sat back down, wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard
on it while flicking it with his tongue at the same time.  After working it
until it was completely engorged he gave it a hard bite before moving up to
accost the entrance to her pussy again.

   "Ouch!" She cried out from the bite and then she felt his tongue plunge
deep inside her.  The stimulation that he was giving her was causing a
familiar tingle deep inside her and she could tell that she was getting
wet. The thought of this vile man touching her was revolting and she was
ashamed of herself because her body was reacting in such a positive manner.

   He must have been reading her mind because he chose that very moment to
remove his tongue and say, "Your body betrays you.  You pretend not to like
it but you're pussy is getting all wet." He slowly inserted two fingers
into her up to the knuckle and then started rapidly fucking her with them.
She could hear the squishy wet sounds coming out of her from all of the
juices that he was coaxing out of her.  He started licking her in long
strokes, all of the way from her clit up to her asshole.  He began rubbing
little circles around her clit with his thumb and she started involuntarily
grinding her hips back into it.  At the same time he was probing both of
her holes as deep as possible with his tongue.  She cried out as she
climaxed and he greedily lapped up all of the cum that her body could
produce.  He pulled his face away long enough to say, "You taste
delicious." He then buried it back into her pussy and stimulated it until
he coaxed another orgasm out of her and was rewarded with another drink of
her sweet cum.  She hung her head in shame and started crying.  Her body
had been manipulated into an orgasm against her will and even though she
tried she couldn't do anything to stop it.

   "That was more for my benefit than yours.  I just like eating sweet
young pussy.  We still have the little matter of your punishment for
kneeing me in the balls earlier.  Since you don't have balls I've been
trying to think of something that will give you an idea of how much that
hurts and I think I have the solution." He picked up his hand held stun gun
, placed one electrode on her clit and the other one at the entrance to her
pussy, both still ultra sensitive from her recent climax.  He pressed the
button and held it down for a full five seconds before releasing it.

   "Ouch damn it, that fucking hurt she cried out in pain.  "What the hell
did you do to me you fucking son of a bitch?"

   "Silence I said!" he screamed at her as he pushed the button again, the
second time for a full ten seconds.  When he released her she allowed a
strangled cry to escape but didn't say another word.  "Much better, now
it's time for the rest of your punishment."

   "What do you mean the rest?  What the hell do you call what you just did
to me?" she angrily asked and instantly regretted it.

   He delivered another extended ten second jolt and asked, "Damn you're a
stubborn little bitch, what part of silence don't you understand?  You're
bringing all of this on yourself.  So, are you going to shut your fucking
mouth or do I need to get a new set of batteries?"

   "No sir, please don't do it again, I promise I'll shut up."

   She heard him moving around behind her and then suddenly without warning
he delivered a stinging blow across her ass with his belt.  "One!" he
called out enthusiastically.  "Two," he called out as he landed another. 
"Three!  Four!  Five!" he continued counting off the blows and she wondered
how many she was going to receive before he stopped, but she knew that she
dare not ask.  "Twenty five!" he called out and then at last there was
silence.  Her entire ass and the top half of her thighs felt as if they
were on fire and she wished she could rub them to sooth the burn, but at
least he'd stopped whipping her.

   He positioned himself behind her and she could feel him sliding the head
of his cock up and down the length of her pussy.  "Giving a good spanking
always makes me horny and you've gotten me as hard as a rock." He applied
some pressure and she felt herself open up enough to accept his head inside
her.  Next she felt his hands on her hips and let out a grunt that took her
breath away as he thrust forward burying about half of his shaft.  "Damn,
you're a tight little bitch," he said as he tried to stuff more of himself
inside her.  Every thrust was a new adventure in pain for her and she was
actually thankful that he'd made her cum for the lubrication that it
provided.  The deeper he went the more he stretched her out until he
finally managed to bottom out in her with his head resting on her cervix
and his balls on her pussy.  The moment she'd been dreading from the first
time she laid eyes on his monster cock had arrived and she felt like he was
trying to split her in two.  He started sliding in and out of her and all
she could do was try to tolerate it until he finished satisfying himself.
She soon reached the point that she simply wanted him to hurry up and cum
so the ordeal would be over but his stamina was incredible.  Finally after
what seemed like an eternity he quickened his pace and buried himself as
deep as possible inside her.  Tears were streaming down her face from the
pain of the invasion and she could feel his cock swell as he started
spewing an enormous load deep inside her.  He finished shooting his load
and then started pumping in and out of her slowly.  She was grateful when
he began to soften because it relieved some of the pressure against the
walls of her pussy.  After he finally allowed himself to slip out of her he
gave each cheek a slap and said, "Nice fuck." The lights went out, she
heard him exit and she was alone again.  The pain between her legs had
nearly made her forget about the earlier whipping but his parting swats
served as a grim reminder.  Her ass burned, her pussy hurt, she could feel
his cum dripping out of it and running down her thighs, but all she could
do was lie there and pray for rescue or release.  She thought of her family
and friends, wondered if she'd ever see them again and despite her
discomfort once again managed to cry herself to sleep.

   She was in the middle of a wonderful dream but awoke to a very
uncomfortable sensation.  She opened her eyes and when she saw that the
lights were on she knew that she wasn't alone.  It was only then that she
woke up enough to realize that it was him sliding his cock into her pussy.
Without thinking she cried out, "What the hell are you doing to me?" and
instantly regretted it.

   He slammed into her several times, pulled out and then gave each of her
sensitive cheeks five bare handed swats.  He shouted, "How many times do I
have to tell you to shut the fuck up!  To answer your question, I'm getting
my cock slicked up so I can fuck your tight little asshole."

   "No, please not that.  I've never done that before.  Please, anything
but that," she pleaded.  She finally managed to shut herself up and
fearfully waited for the repercussions that thankfully never came.

   Instead he cheerfully said, "What do you know, I'm going to get to pick
a cherry today after all." She felt her cheeks being spread and the head of
his cock pressing against her asshole.  "Relax and it'll be much easier on
you.  It's going to happen no matter what so you might as well try to enjoy
it, or at least make it more tolerable for yourself." He pushed forward,
she grunted and his head entered her.

   "Oh my god, that fucking hurts!  Pull it out, pull it out!" she
screamed. "Please don't do this, I'm begging you, she started crying and
continued begging for mercy.  To her surprise he withdrew his cock and left
the room without saying a word.  She continued softly crying to herself and
didn't even notice that he'd returned until she saw his shadow on the floor
in front of her.

   He lifted her head by her ponytail and when she opened her mouth to
protest he stuffed her piss and cum soaked panties into it.  The crowning
touch to her humiliation was that he pulled her equally wet pantyhose over
her head to hold them in place.  She listened to him walk back behind her
and from what she'd experienced so far his silence was beginning to
frighten her.  Again she heard the crack and felt the sting of his belt,
ten more times in rapid succession.  He stopped and yelled at her, I've
warned you not to piss me off, but you won't listen!  All you had to do was
keep that fucking mouth of yours shut and you've forced me to do it for
you!" Ten more times the belt cracked and that time he made sure that most
of them hit her sore pussy causing her to let out a series of muffled
screams.

   He roughly spread her cheeks apart, lined up his cock with her asshole
and with a mighty thrust he buried about four inches inside her.  She let
out another muffled cry of agony into her piss soaked panties but it didn't
have any effect on him nor slow his progress.  He grabbed her hips and with
two more short powerful thrusts he managed to bury himself all of the way
inside her.  Her breath was coming in short gasps from the pain and she
felt his balls resting against her pussy lips.  He pulled nearly all of the
way out and then plunged back in causing her to let out a long groan.  The
only factor that impeded his progress was his own discomfort from the
friction within her tight hole, not out of any consideration for her
comfort.  He continued gradually increasing his pace and soon he was giving
her ass a good pounding.  The pain was excruciating and she could feel his
balls slapping her pussy with every thrust.  He started fucking faster and
she could tell from the noises that he was making that he was getting ready
to cum.  Soon the only sounds that could be heard in the room were a
combination of their grunts and that of slapping thighs.  He gave one more
powerful thrust, bent down, roughly grabbed her tits and said, "I'm going
to shoot my load into your tight virgin asshole." He pinched her nipples,
gave them a brutal tug and her muffled cries of pain sent him over the
edge, "Here it comes you fucking little whore!" She could literally feel
his cock swell within her ass and he let out an animalistic grunt as he
began to fill her with cum.  She could even feel it pulsing inside her with
every spurt he deposited in her.  After he finished shooting his load he
released her nipples, resumed fucking her ass and continued until he
finally softened and allowed himself to slip out of her.

   Once again without a single word he turned out the lights, closed the
door and left her alone in the dark again.  As the stretched muscles of her
ass tried to return to normal it felt uncomfortably like she was going to
shit on the floor.  She did her best to try to push all of the pain and
discomfort out of her mind but it was too pervasive.  The taste and smell
of piss and cum invaded her senses, both holes ached and her ass burned
from her whipping.  Reality at last began to drift away from her as she
rested but it wasn't as much sleep as it was slipping in and out of
consciousness.

   He knelt down beside her, yanked the hose off her head and removed the
panties from her mouth.  She stirred and briefly turned her head to look at
him but her neck was so tired that she couldn't hold it there.  He put his
lips beside her ear and spoke in a very quiet voice, " Have you learned the
value of cooperating?  Remember that the repercussions of failing to do so
will only continue to increase in severity."

   "Yes sir, I've learned a lot, I'll start listening."

   "If I remove your restraints will you promise to be a good girl and do
what you're told, not a naughty little bitch?"

   "Yes sir, I promise I won't be a naughty little bitch anymore.  I'm so
very sorry for disobeying you earlier."

   "Apology accepted, but whatever you do don't mistake this for
compassion. I'm not through fucking you yet, it's just that I prefer
fucking girls that are unrestrained."He stood up, moved back around behind
her and again without warning there was another loud crack and she yowled
in pain.  She didn't have a clue what she'd been struck with but it was far
more painful than earlier.  "That's only a tiny sample of what your future
will be if you don't start listening.  Right now there's a welt running
across your ass and the blood is rising to the surface." He ran a finger
down her ass cheek causing her to wince.  He showed her the blood from the
welt and added, "Piss me off again and you can look forward to twenty four
more just like that one and the next level is the same thing with barbed
wire tied into it.  Do you understand?"

   "Yes I do and I won't do anything to piss you off again, I promise, just
please don't hit me again." One by one he unfastened the straps holding her
down and released her .  She'd been in the same position for so long that
she was unable to stand up on her own.  She was on fire from the top of her
ass to mid thigh and it felt like she'd had a two by four shoved up each of
her holes.

   He threw her over his shoulder and carried her back to the room where
her whole ordeal had started.  He dumped her unceremoniously on the
mattress and said, "There's a box of baby wipes beside the bucket for you
to clean yourself up with, please do so before I return.  There's also a
bag on the corner of the mattress with something in it for you to eat. 
Please don't do anything to make me regret my generosity because if you do
you'll be the one who regrets it." He closed the door behind him, locked it
and left her alone in the dark.

   She hadn't had a bite to eat since Friday evening, how long ago that had
been she didn't have a clue.  Although she was famished she felt the need
to cleanse as much of the physical evidence of her rape from her body as
possible before she tried to eat.  She managed to get to her feet, stagger
to the bucket and squat over it just in time to pee.  When she wiped
herself she was so sore that she dreaded having to clean herself up.  She
kept gently wiping herself with the toilet paper but cum continued oozing
out of both of her holes.  She started crying and through her tears ask
aloud, "How much can one man possibly cum?" After several minutes of wiping
she was able to use the baby wipes to clean the rest of his cum from
between her legs and then a few more to remove the dried cum from her face
and tits.  She finally decided that she'd gotten herself as clean as
possible with what she had available to her.  She made her way to the
mattress, found the bag of food he'd left for her and discovered that it
was only a bottle of water and a power bar but she devoured it in no time
at all.  Her stomach felt at least a little better so she curled up in a
little ball, alone with her thoughts.  Earlier when she first awoke in the
darkness it terrified her because of all of the unknown things that could
have been hiding in it.  Now it felt comfortable, like a protective cloak
because when it was dark it meant that her tormenter wasn't in the room
with her.  After thinking it over she came to the conclusion that complete
submission and keeping her big mouth shut would be her only chance of
survival.  If she were going to get out of this alive she had to do
whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it, no matter what.  All she could do
was wait until he was ready to satisfy his perverse carnal needs again,
keep praying for release and try to get a little sleep until then.  Sleep
was the only diversion she had to forget about the chamber of horrors that
she found herself in.

   She fell into a restless sleep that was interrupted by the light and she
knew what that meant.  She could feel his eyes boring into her back and it
sent a shiver down her spine.  She inwardly cringed at the prospect of
having to allow him access to her body but it was now her only means of
survival.  He spoke from the foot of the bed and said, "Wake up, it's play
time again." She took in a deep cleansing breath, let it out slowly and
then rolled over onto her back.  He sat down and asked, "How often do you
masturbate?"

   She blushed furiously but answered honestly, "Three, maybe four times a
week."

   "Show me how you touch yourself when you're all alone.  I have a variety
of dildos and vibrators if you need them."

   At that moment the last thing she wanted to do was stick something
inside her so she replied, "No thank you sir," and then immediately did as
instructed.  First she began gently fondling her tits and teasing her
nipples until they were hard, not a difficult task in the cold air.  When
she started tugging on them she closed her eyes and tried to imagine
herself being alone in the bedroom of her apartment.  Next she bent her
knees, placed her feet flat on the mattress and spread her legs wide open
exposing herself to him.  She moved her right hand down between her legs ,
teased her lips open with her middle finger and then dipped it into her
sore pussy.  She brought her finger up to her mouth, seductively sucked it
clean and then returned it to her clit.  She started running little circles
around it, tried to lose herself in a fantasy and could feel it beginning
to harden.  Unfortunately the moment that she started to feel some real
pleasure his cold blue eyes intruded into her fantasy and sent a shudder
through her entire body.  She took in a deep breath, dipped her finger
again to wet it and started over on her clit.  She was getting herself
worked up again but at the exact same moment in her fantasy it happened a
second time.  She heard him moving around and when she opened her eyes to
look he was standing over her with an enormous erection.  As he positioned
himself between her legs to rape her again she was thankful that he didn't
realize her spasms were caused by revulsion, not an orgasm.

   As he hovered over her she could feel his balls resting on her shaved
lips and the weight of his cock from the top of her pussy to her
bellybutton.  He got right into her face and said, "Smart girl, you did
manage to learn something and cooperation has its own rewards." She hoped
beyond all hope to be spared but instead he got up on his knees and
squeezed a huge dollop of KY jelly into her slit.  He smeared it around
with the head of his cock, worked it into her pussy with his fingers and
then made sure that his entire shaft was well lubricated.  He lined himself
up and when he started applying pressure to enter her she closed her eyes
and turned her head to the side so she wouldn't have to see those eyes. 
"Don't do that, look at me while I'm fucking you!" he shouted at her.  She
instantly obeyed, looked back at him and when her eyes locked with his she
couldn't detect even a hint of compassion or humanity in them.  She knew
that her eyes had the look of primal fear and dread in them but she could
tell that was what he was looking for, what he was feeding on.  He even
flashed her a wicked grin as he watched the expression on her face change
when he slowly impaled her with his cock.  The deeper he went the more it
felt like her pussy was being split in two but at least he was going much
slower that time and the KY definitely helped.  After she felt his balls
come to rest on her ass cheeks he only paused for a few seconds before he
started pumping in and out of her.  She continued looking up at him but
tried to focus on his forehead so she wouldn't have to keep staring into
those eyes.  She concentrated intently on the music as a distraction to
keep herself from screaming in terror because of what was being done to
her. She felt him start pumping her faster and knew that at least this
portion of her torture would soon be over, but she also knew it would get
worse before it got better.  He paused just long enough to throw her legs
up on his shoulders so she braced herself to be filled with cum again.  He
pushed her legs back lifting her ass several inches off the mattress,
practically bent her in half and then rammed into her several times.  She
was crying, whimpering and screaming in pain but she never said a word.  He
gave her one final thrust, held it there and then with a massive grunt he
shot his load deep inside her.  He remained buried for what seemed like an
eternity and she could again feel his cock pulse inside her with every
spurt of cum that he unloaded.  He finally allowed her legs to drop to his
sides and then pulled out just long enough to shoot a couple of spurts onto
her pussy and belly before plunging back in.  He continued to slowly fuck
her until he started to soften and then he remained in her motionless until
he went completely limp.  Without a word he withdrew from her , sat on the
love seat and said, "Get over here and clean my cock."

   "Yes sir," she submissively said.  She started trying to get up and
found that her pussy was so sore that she could barely move.  She'd
discovered earlier that just as long as she was making forward progress he
wouldn't say anything so she drew it out as long as possible.  She rolled
over, slowly crawled to him and when she reached her destination she saw
faint streaks of blood at the base of his cock from where he'd ripped the
entrance to her pussy.  It took her about five minutes to completely lick
him clean from base to tip of the mixture of his cum and her blood.  To her
dismay by the time she'd finished he was hard as a rock again and she even
had a huge drop of pre cum to lick off before she could quit.

   "Look what you've gone and done to me.  Should I fuck you up the ass
with it now or make you wait until later?" Her head jerked up and she
looked at him with stark terror in her eyes.  The evil grin crossed his
features again, "I think I'll make you wait.  That way you'll have
something to look forward to later." Without another word he got up, walked
out of the room and left her in the dark once again.

   She crawled back onto the mattress and had to lie on her back with her
legs spread wide open because her tortured pussy hurt less in that
position. While concentrating on the music she'd counted eight complete
songs, that's how long he'd fucked her.  She did the math and at an average
of four to five minutes per song it added up to between thirty two and
forty minutes of being brutally fucked virtually uninterrupted.  She could
feel his cum trickling down the crack of her ass and she was chilled to the
bone but didn't care because she just hurt too much to move.  He literally
ripped my pussy she thought and then shuddered when she remembered the
streaks of her own blood that she had to clean off his cock.  She continued
laying there listening to the music and tried to put the pain out of her
mind.  It was the only thing she had to help her pass the time and keep her
from traveling down the road to dark thoughts.

   She heard the click of the deadbolt being unlocked and thought, damn,
he's back already.  Thirteen songs, only about an hour but that's only
since she woke up, she had no idea how long she might have slept.  The
lights came back on and when he entered the room he said, "Ready or not,
I'm horny again." As he walked toward her she looked at him with her eyes
pleading for mercy but it didn't have the slightest bit of impact on him.
"You know what I'm here for, assume the position, spread your cheeks for me
and beg me to sodomize you." She mutely nodded and began the painful
process of moving into the requested position.  Just the thought of being
fucked up the ass again with that thing made her cringe and she didn't know
how much more pain she could tolerate.  The worst part of the situation was
that she didn't have a clue when her ordeal would be over, or if it ever
would.

   She finally made it to her knees with her ass up in the air and then she
reached back to spread her cheeks apart for him.  She tried to make her
quivering voice sound as sexy as possible and said, "I'm feeling horny as
hell and I want you to treat me like a little slut.  Please shove that
monster cock of yours up my ass and fuck me like the dirty whore that I
am." He positioned himself behind her and she felt another gob of cold KY
jelly hit the crack of her ass.  He loosened her up a little by inserting
first one, then two and finally three fingers deep into her anus.  He
started twisting them from side to side and then slowly fucked her with
them.  Even though she wanted to scream out she managed to remain silent,
except for a few grunts and whimpers.  Fortunately he took the time to lube
his cock and then she once again felt his head pressing against her tight
asshole.  As he penetrated her she groaned from the intense discomfort and
he pushed slowly but inexorably forward until his balls hit her pussy. 
When he bottomed out she had to suppress a verbal protest but let another
scream of pain escape.  He remained motionless allowing her muscles to
stretch to accept the invasion, although not nearly long enough.  When he
started slowly pulling out she thought to herself and so the torture begins
again.  As he slid back into her it still hurt like hell and felt like she
was being split open but the lubrication definitely helped.  After a couple
minutes her muscles relaxed a little and he managed to get into a steady
rhythm.  She started trying to lose herself in the music again to help her
continue to endure being sodomized.  It was actually working until he
neared his climax when he grabbed her hips tighter and his pace quickened.
The music was soon drowned out by her cries of pain as well as the sounds
of slapping thighs and his guttural grunts.

   He plowed into her and yelled, "Here's what you want you fucking little
cum slut!" An almost animal growl issued from him as he shot his load deep
within her bowels.  She let out a loud scream and tried to scramble away
but he got a better hold on her hips and pulled her back hard onto his
cock. He pumped her a few more times with short deep rapid strokes, let out
another growl and then shot another load deep inside her.  After he'd
finished emptying his balls inside her he continued slowly fucking her
until he started to soften and her ass squeezed him out.  He swatted her
sore ass making her yelp and said, "Good girl, I guess that you did manage
to learn how to keep your mouth shut.  " He got up and as he left the room
said, "Don't go anywhere, I'll be back in a little while and let you know
what hole I'm going to violate next." The door shut, the lock clicked and
then yet again there was darkness.

   She fell over onto her side and curled up into a little ball.  Seven
songs that time, about thirty minutes of anal sex, something she'd never
done before and never had any intentions of doing.  She was a sloppy mess,
she had dried cum all over her and she could feel more of it trickling out
of both of her holes but she didn't care.  She'd been hurt too much, both
physically and emotionally to even want to do anything about it.  She had
no concept of time and wondered how long she'd been in her private little
hell, a day, a week, or perhaps even an eternity.  She tried adding it up
and it was a pointless endeavor because one molestation blurred into the
next and the only constant thread was the pain and humiliation.  She
whispered out loud, "I've been doing everything you want just like you ask.
Are you going to let me out of this alive?" She started sobbing but after
about ten minutes she managed to cry herself out and then eventually was
able to escape to her only sanctuary, sleep.

   Her fitful slumber was interrupted by a sharp pain and his harsh voice,
"Renee, it's time for you to get your ass out of bed." When he struck her
he'd aimed for her well fucked pussy and ass sending shooting pains
throughout her entire pelvis.  She almost blurted out a string of
profanities but got her mouth under control before getting herself into
trouble.  She rolled over, looked up, saw him standing over her and dreaded
what might be in store for her next.  "Get up and follow me," he told her
and then he went to stand by the door to wait.  She obediently, although
slowly, hauled herself to her feet and the pain between her legs was so
intense that she could barely stand.  She started walking toward him and
inwardly cringed when he turned and headed for the room with the rack. 
When she got out into the main room she felt at least a little relieved to
see that he was opening a different door instead.  As she walked toward him
he said, "You're a mess, we need to get you cleaned up." He showed her into
a plain simple bathroom with only a toilet, shower, sink and a locked
cabinet.  Its best feature though was heat, it was the first time that
she'd actually been warm since she'd arrived and been stripped.

   She pointed at the toilet and meekly asked, "May I please use it sir?"
She knew that she was breaking the rules by talking without permission, but
she was about ready to burst and it had been hours since she'd used the
bucket.

   "Help yourself," he answered and thankfully there was no sign of
irritation in his voice.  She sat down, watched him go to the cabinet,
unlock it and take something out.  He put it in the sink and started
running water but she couldn't see what he was doing from her vantage
point. Although she had to go so bad that it hurt she was having trouble
getting started with him in the room and the running water didn't even seem
to be helping.  When he finished up what he was doing he turned around and
stared between her legs, turning a difficult task into an impossible one.
She knew he was watching so she closed her eyes, concentrated very hard on
imagining that she was alone and actually blushed when a trickle of urine
finally started flowing.  After finishing she tried to wipe but winced when
she touched the paper to her pussy because she'd been fucked and whipped
completely raw.  "Stand up, turn around and bend over," he said as he
retrieved the item from the sink and carried it over to her.  She gave him
a questioning look as he approached her but wordlessly did as she was told.


   She felt him start trying to work something into her asshole and
exclaimed, "What the hell are...!" but managed to stop herself before
saying any more.

   "Excellent, you've not only learned but you're remembering what I've
taught you and you just successfully avoided another ass beating." He
finished inserting the hose and when he released the clamp her eyes grew
wide as a stream of warm water began flowing deep inside her.  After the
two quarts emptied into her he replaced the clamp, removed the hose and
said, "Sit back down." No sooner than he'd placed the bag back into the
sink a huge geyser erupted from her ass causing her even more
embarrassment. He then got something else out of the cabinet, returned with
two bottles of medicated douche and handed them to her, "Now wash out that
pussy and make sure you do a good job of it." She felt embarrassed enough
peeing in the same room with and getting an enema from this madman but when
he squatted in front of her to watch something that personal the
humiliation was almost more than she could bear.  When she was done he took
the second empty bottle from her and said, "I'll give you a few minutes
alone to finish up."

   He left the room, closed the door behind him and with tears streaming
down her cheeks she ask in a whisper, "How much more pain and humiliation
do I have to endure?" and then she started softly crying.  She just sat
there waiting for him to return and then she suddenly realized that it was
the first time she'd been alone with the lights on since her arrival.

   A short time later he returned, Went straight to the shower, adjusted
the temperature and then said, "Come over here and get in." Again she did
as told, climbed in and felt a pang of disappointment when he got in behind
her even though she knew that she should have expected it.  He allowed her
to stand there with the hot water running over her body, letting it wash
the memories away along with the physical traces of her assault and for one
fleeting moment she actually forgot where she was.  He eventually broke the
spell when he moved up closer and touched her causing reality to come
crashing back in on her.  He slid his hands around her wet body, cupped her
tits and started fondling them.  She could feel him nestling his cock
between her ass cheeks as he pressed even closer and felt it begin to
harden as he started tugging roughly on her nipples.  He leaned in so close
that she could feel his warm breath in her ear as he spoke softly to her,
"If you make me cum one more time I'll let you go."

   She hurt so bad that the prospect of having him put that thing back
inside her was terrifying.  "Do you mean that you want to fuck me again
sir?" she asked in a frightened little voice.

   "No, that's not what I want, turn around and look at me." When she did
he was already so hard that his cock sprang up and she could feel it poking
her in the stomach.  "That would defeat the purpose of taking all that time
to flush my DNA out of you.  All you have to do is wrap your lips around my
cock, suck me until I cum and then swallow every drop that I shoot into
that pretty little mouth of yours.  Make it a good one though and don't
miss a single drop or you'll have to keep doing it over until you get it
right."

   "Are you saying that the only thing I have to do is give you another
blow job and then you'll let me go?" she asked hopefully.

   "Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying."

   "Do you promise that's all I have to do?" she asked again for
confirmation.

   "Yes, I promise, just make me cum one more time and I'll let you go. 
But don't forget, it has to be a good one and you can't miss a drop or I'll
make you do it over.  I want you to suck my cock like you were auditioning
for a porn flick.  He stroked himself and said, "Here's your ticket to
freedom, now get down on your knees and earn it."

   She took in a deep breath to calm herself and let it out slowly as she
dropped to her knees to once again face his monster cock.  She began
absently stroking him while she desperately tried to think of how to give a
blow job like a porn star when suddenly she thought about one she'd
recently watched with her boyfriend.  She had to choke back the tears when
she thought about him and wondered if he'd still want her if he ever found
out about everything that she'd been forced to do and the things that had
been forced upon her throughout her ordeal.  She managed to push those
thoughts out of her head because this was for her survival and she had to
do it right or else suffer the consequences.  She lifted his heavy cock and
continued to gently stroke it while she spent several minutes licking every
square inch of his scrotum.  Then she gently sucked one of his balls into
her mouth, massaged it with her tongue, moved to the other one and then
alternated back and forth between them several times before starting to
work on his cock.  She noticed that a huge drop of pre cum had already
formed so she smeared it all over his shaft and then sensually licked it
clean from base to tip.  She continued for several minutes, pausing on each
upstroke to wriggle the tip of her tongue into his piss slit to capture any
more cum that might have collected there.  By the time she stopped he was
covered with a sheen of her saliva so she wrapped her hand around it,
started stroking him while at the same time she was running her tongue
around his head in circles.  She took it into her mouth and while sucking
on it she flicked the sensitive underside of his slit with the tip of her
tongue.  She started bobbing her head and gradually took in a little bit at
a time until she'd stuffed nearly half of it into her mouth, the most that
she could handle without triggering her gag reflex.  Next she went all out,
stroking him with both hands and devouring half of his cock at a time,
bouncing it off the back of her throat until her jaw ached.  She knew that
she was nearing her objective when she felt his body beginning to tense up
and heard his breath starting to come in ragged gasps.  She felt his cock
swell in her mouth and he let out a massive grunt so she braced herself for
him to start shooting his sticky cum.  His first shot hit the back of her
throat so she forced herself to swallow and kept gulping it down as long as
he continued pumping it into her mouth.  When the barrage was over she
released him with a pop and then licked him clean of anything she might
have accidently let spill out of the corners of her mouth.  She once again
devoured it and continued sucking until she was positive that she'd drained
him of every drop and felt him start to soften in her mouth.  She allowed
his cock to slip from between her lips but kept stroking it and then looked
up at him for approval and asked, "Did I do a good job sir?"

   He reached down, used the tip of his finger to remove a large drop of
cum from the corner of her mouth, showed it to her and said, "You missed a
little." Her heart sank and she feared the impending repercussions because
she'd missed some after being instructed to swallow every drop but to her
relief he just held out his finger so she could lick it clean.  "You said
that you didn't know how to give a blow job but I'm telling you that you
don't know what you're talking about little girl, you're a natural born
cocksucker.  You did an excellent job and now you may get cleaned up to
leave," he said as he helped her to her feet.  He stayed with her until
he'd assisted her in cleansing all of the incriminating evidence from every
square inch of her body and used the opportunity to grope and molest her a
little while longer.  Once she was clean he got out, dried himself and
after giving her time to rinse the soap from her body he said, "Time's up,
that's long enough.  She could have stayed under the water for another hour
but since it appeared that he might actually be releasing her the last
thing she wanted to do was piss him off so she turned it off immediately.
There's a towel here for you to dry yourself and something else for you to
eat.  I'll be back in a few minutes to check on you." She heard the door
close as he exited so she stepped out of the shower, grabbed the towel and
started drying herself.  She gently probed her abused pussy with her
fingertips as she patted it dry and besides being sore as hell the lips
felt swollen.  When she finished she noticed another power bar and bottle
of water on the back of the sink so she gobbled it down, not much she
thought but it's better than nothing.  After she finished eating the void
in her belly was at least a little bit satisfied and she was also relieved
to find that she had the taste of chocolate in her mouth instead of cum. 
She was once again starting to contemplate her fate when he came back into
the room, interrupted her thoughts and said, "We're leaving now."

   She noticed that he was wearing sweats so she asked, "I'm ready to get
dressed.  Could I please have my clothes sir?"

   "It's in the mid fifties and that's not cold enough to kill you, just
make you a little uncomfortable.  You're leaving here naked, I'm keeping
your clothes as a little souvenir of our liaison," he said.  Since it still
appeared that she was being released she decided that it was another matter
that shouldn't be pursued.  "Time to go, come with me" he said as he opened
the door.  She followed him across the main room of the basement and it was
at least fifteen degrees colder than it had been in the bathroom.  She was
already cold again by the time she reached the door at the foot of the
stairs and when he opened it she was hit with a blast of even colder air
from outside.  She stopped in her tracks, broke out in goose bumps and felt
her nipples get painfully hard but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to
the pickup parked by the door.  It had a hard fiberglass tonneau cover with
a piece of plywood partitioning off a small area between the rear wheel
wells and the open tailgate.  She was already shivering when he handed her
a thin blanket and said, "Wrap this around you and get in."She climbed into
the bed, curled up and the blanket did little to insulate her from the bare
metal floor of the truck.  She'd lost all concept of time and didn't have a
clue what time it was or even what day, all she knew was that it was dark.
Her last thoughts as he poured the chloroform on the rag Were wondering if
she'd ever wake up again or if her next destination would be a shallow
grave somewhere deep in the woods.  When he pressed the rag to her face she
didn't resist in the slightest, all she wanted was some relief from the
pain and the cold that chilled her to the bone.  The tailgate slammed shut,
the cover was closed and that was her last memory before darkness and
silence completely enveloped her.

   When she awoke she was still in the back of his truck and they were
still moving.  She'd hoped that she might wake up in a ditch alongside of
the road somewhere and wouldn't have to face her tormentor again, but that
possibility was no longer an option.  She lay there listening to the
constant drone of the tires and determined that they were traveling on the
interstate.  Her mind began to wander and suddenly the ramifications of all
of that unprotected sex hit her.  She got a sick feeling in the pit of her
stomach when she thought about all of the diseases he could possibly have
given her.  Another thought hit her and she said aloud, "Oh my god, I'm not
on birth control, what if that sick mother fucker got me pregnant?" She
talked herself down, there was always the morning after pill and besides
this wasn't the time to freak out.  She knew that she had to keep her wits
about her and stay in survival mode if she were to have even the remotest
chance of getting out of this situation alive.  When the truck slowed she
assumed that he was exiting the highway and her suspicions were confirmed
when he momentarily stopped and then turned left onto a secondary road. 
She was soon able to hear the sound of water under the tires so she knew
that it was either currently raining or that it recently had.  After
negotiating curves and elevation changes for several miles he slowed and
made another turn, that time to the right.  That stretch of road was level
but they were only on pavement for a short time before the surface changed
to gravel.  Eventually after another few minutes they turned one final time
to the left onto a very rough road.  She was tossed around the bed of the
truck and could hear the splash as he drove through some of the deeper
ruts. After several minutes of very slow progress he finally stopped, put
the truck in park and then turned off the engine.  She listened intently as
he exited the truck, walked around to the back, unlocked the bed cover and
then opened it revealing that where ever they were it was pitch black.  He
said, "Before I let you go we need to have a little discussion about
something.  When the cops question you, and I know they will, don't
volunteer any details about me or anything you've seen or heard."

   "After all of the things you've done to me tell me why the hell I
shouldn't!" she blurted out without thinking and wondered if she'd regret
her little outburst.  Trying to do some damage control she added, "I'm so
sorry sir, I spoke before thinking."

   He let out a humorless chuckle, "What do you know, the little bitch
still has some fight left in her after all.  I thought I'd completely
broken you, had I known that you still had some spirit left I might have
kept you around the house as my little plaything for a few more days." That
thought sent a cold chill down her spine and she fervently hoped she hadn't
just totally fucked herself.  "I'm glad you ask," he said interrupting her
dark thoughts.  "I was planning to tell you anyway.  I have your entire
life in my possession, your smart phone and your appointment book." She
knew what information those items contained and the implications of them
being in his possession immediately hit her.  "First, why don't we discuss
some of the pictures and videos on your phone.  I especially liked the
shots of your all girl summer vacation, you have some very attractive
friends, so attractive in fact I think I'd like to fuck them all.  Six
topless girls in a hot tub, how many margaritas did all of you have to
drink before the bottoms came off?  Out of all of them though I think I'd
probably make the chubby blonde with the shaved pussy my first victim.  I'd
love to cum all over those great big tits of hers and then slap that plump
ass while I was fucking the shit out of it.  My next victim would be your
tiny Japanese friend.  Maybe I could have a little schoolgirl uniform
waiting for her to put on before I rip her pussy and asshole apart.  She
can't be any more than ninety pounds, what size is she, a zero or perhaps a
one?  What about those naughty things that the brunette and redhead were
doing to each other in the hot tub.  Was that a little harmless drunken
lesbian experimentation or are they bisexual?  I'd probably have to grab
those two as a pair and have them put on a little show for me.  That just
leaves the little Italian girl, but don't worry, I won't forget about her,
someone has to be last.  I like my girls all shapes and sizes and if they
misbehave my little torture chamber is one size fits all.

   "Please don't hurt my friends, leave them out of this," she pleaded with
a note of panic in her voice.  "They're innocent and have nothing to do
with any of this mess."

   "Okay then, why don't we change the subject and talk a little about your
family." That sent an even colder chill down her spine.  Your mom is a very
attractive woman, she must have only been a teenager when you were born. 
Her name is Leigh Ann isn't it?  I see she's a fairly successful real
estate agent .  How would you feel if every time your mother walked out the
door to show a house you knew that it might be me that she was going to
show it to?  Imagine the fun I could have with her, alone in an empty
house, out in the middle of nowhere with a few hours to kill."

   "No sir, please don't do anything to my mom," she begged through tears
that were streaming down her cheeks.

   "Fair enough, we'll forget your mother for a minute and talk about
little sister Samantha, or does she go by Sam?  Only eighteen years old,
every bit as pretty as you and all of that pretty auburn hair.  She just
left for medical school in August, I imagine you're very proud of her. 
What do you think spending a few days in my basement would do to that
promising career?  By the way, is she still a virgin?  It's been a long
time since I've had a virgin pussy, they're getting harder and harder to
find.  Tell me the truth, if I fucked her would she bleed on my cock?" He
paused several seconds waiting for an answer then added, " Since you're not
talking maybe I'll go stake out the campus, grab her and then find out for
myself."

   "No, not her, not any of them, please just leave them all alone.  They
don't have anything to do with this." At that point she was crying so hard
that he was having a little trouble understanding her.

   I know their names, addresses, phone numbers, what they look like and
their schedules.  It would be very easy for me to grab one or more of them,
any time I want to and make them a guest in my basement for a few days.  Do
you understand the consequences they'll have to endure if you run your
mouth?"

   "Yes sir, I understand.  I'll keep my mouth shut, just please leave them
out of this and don't do anything to them."

   "If you keep your mouth shut I won't have any reason to do anything to
any of them.  " He opened the tailgate, grabbed her by the ankles, threw
her legs up on his shoulders and positioned her pussy for another screwing.
He lined his cock up with her abused hole and entered her in one slow
continuous motion until he buried himself as deep inside her as possible.

   "Ow, ow, ouch!  What are you doing to me?" The utter shock over what had
just happened to her had temporarily quelled her tears.

   He stood there for a minute with his balls resting on her ass without
saying a word before he answered.  "That's a stupid question, what the hell
does it feel like I'm doing?  I'm fucking you again.  I decided to give you
one more for the road."

   "Please don't, you promised you'd let me go." She started crying even
harder and between her tears managed to say, "You said you'd let me go if I
gave you a blowjob." Then in a voice that sounded like that of a hurt child
she added, "You promised you'd let me go."

   The clouds had thinned enough to let a little moonlight through and when
he looked down at her all she could see were those cold blue eyes.  In a
flat unemotional voice he simply said, "I lied." He started slowly fucking
her and then added, "I'm a rapist, not a fucking saint."

   "What about the DNA?  What if you accidentally cum inside me?"

   He started to increase his pace and answered, "Don't worry, I'm wearing
a condom."

   He was soon fucking her mercilessly while she just lay there whimpering,
"You promised, you promised, you promised you'd let me go."Her voice
trailed off until all she was doing was crying and grunting as he took out
his aggression on her aching battered pussy.  After several minutes of
relentless pounding he suddenly withdrew, pressed her knees into her chest
and then started pressing his head against the equally abused entrance to
her asshole.

   "What the hell, oh no, not that again.  Please don't do it, I can't
handle it," she said and then started sobbing.

   Her pleas fell on deaf ears and he continued pushing forward until he
felt his head surrounded by her tight asshole.  At that moment something
inside her snapped and she started flailing her arms and kicking her legs
trying to get away.  One of her kicks connected with his face causing him
to step back and slip out of her.  Emboldened by her little victory she let
out a scream and about two seconds into it she felt a horrific blow to the
left side of her face.  Instantly silenced she looked back up at him with
wide eyes and her mouth agape.  Almost immediately she felt her eye begin
to swell and she had the taste of blood in her mouth.  When he spoke it was
all the more chilling because of the calm, matter of fact voice he used. 
"One more outburst like that and I'll knock your little ass out, take you
back home and lock you up.  I can arrange to have three cocks, one for
every hole within two hours of getting home and then after we take turns
fucking you for a few days I'll make sure that you never see the light of
day again.  Do you understand what I just said?" She raised her hand,
gingerly touched her cheek and mutely nodded.  "Do you believe that I'm
capable of making it happen?" After another mute nod he said, "Good, now I
can finish what I started."

   He repositioned her with her knees pressed into her chest and started
fingering the little pucker of her tender asshole.  He pressed his head to
it, thrust forward and in one quick motion stuffed about three quarters of
his cock up her ass.  She let out a strangled cry but he showed no mercy,
pulled almost all of the way out and then rammed back into her.  He
bottomed out with his balls resting on her ass cheeks knocking the wind out
of her making it hard for her to take in a breath.  To compound her
discomfort even further, during the struggle she lost the blanket and her
naked body was stretched out across the bare metal of the bed of his truck.
He pounded her ass for several minutes taking sadistic pleasure from all of
the pain that he was inflicting on her with every thrust.  He finally
slowed for a minute to catch his breath and heard her say in a barely
audible whisper, "Please sir, make it stop.  Either let me go or kill me, I
don't care which, just please make it stop."

   Just then the clouds broke up letting the light from the full moon
through to illuminate the scene.  She looked up and to her horror she
watched an evil grin cross his face.  Instead of stopping he fed off of her
despair and started fucking her even harder and faster.  Right at the
moment she thought that she might pass out from the pain he withdrew from
her ass and in one smooth motion he once again buried himself in her pussy.
He lifted her legs, spread them wide and rammed into her several more times
before letting them drop to his side.  He bent over, wrapped his arms
around her and picked her up still impaled on his cock.  The entire weight
of her body slid down on him and at the same moment he groaned and started
cumming in her.  She let out a guttural grunt and exclaimed, "Oh my god
that fucking hurts!" He thrust up into her a few more times and she could
feel him throbbing deep inside her as he pumped her full of his cum.  She
finally managed to wrap her legs around his waist and arms around his neck
to help support some of her weight.  When he finally finished shooting his
load he loosened his grip on her hips and she was able to use her legs for
leverage to lift herself off his shaft.  Every time she did he'd pull her
back down onto him and it never occurred to her that she was actually
helping him fuck her.  All she knew was that every time she got him out of
her, even if only for a little while, it gave her a brief respite from the
excruciating pain.  Thank god he's done she thought to herself, maybe he'll
keep his word this time and let me go.

   Once again it seem that he knew exactly what she was thinking because at
that moment he said, "Look at me!" Her eyes locked with his, "You're not
out of the woods yet little girl.  You do realize that if the rubber broke
you won't be going anywhere today.  You'll be coming back home with me to
get my cum washed out of you again.  One more thing, remember what I told
you.  Don't fuck me over.  If you do it'll be the ones that you care about
the most that will pay for it." He gently laid her back down on the bare
metal and then pulled out of her agonizingly slow.  There was a period of
silence that lasted only a few seconds but felt like hours while she waited
for him to let her know what her fate was.  "You got lucky, the rubber
didn't break."

   He roughly yanked her out of the back of the truck and when her legs
wouldn't support her weight she landed unceremoniously in the mud.  She
tried to get up but slipped a couple of times in the slick mud and by the
time she got to her feet she was covered from head to toe.  She waited for
him to finish laughing at her final humiliation and meekly asked, "Are you
really going to let me go now sir?"

   "Yeah, like I'm going to fuck a filthy little cunt like you again
looking like that.  Besides I've broken you, you're no longer a challenge
to me.  You go back the way we came in until you hit a gravel road and then
turn right until you hit asphalt.  It'll be about two miles before you get
to the main road, have a nice hike." She watched him secure the bed, get in
the truck, start it up and drive away.  He drove by moonlight until he was
out of sight, robbing her of the chance to see his license plate.  She
stood there shivering in the cold until she could barely hear the truck in
the distance before deciding that it was safe enough to start walking.

   She set out in the direction that he'd indicated, not knowing if he was
telling the truth or not but it was opposite of the way he'd left and that
was good enough for her.  The moonlight filtering through the branches was
bright enough for her to see where she was going but perhaps a little too
bright to give her the feeling of safety she desired.  The road that she
was following was little more than a muddy trail consisting of two dirt
tracks with a strip of grass growing down the middle flanked on both sides
by tall trees with falling autumn leaves.  As she proceeded every time she
heard the leaves rustle or a twig snap she was sure that it was him coming
back to get her and she was half expecting the jolt of the taser to drop
her to the ground.  A light mist began forming around her and as she
continued down a gentle grade it got progressively thicker.  She could also
tell by the amount of leaves on the ground that the further she went the
fewer trees there were around her.  By the time she got to the gravel road
the fog was so thick that she was surrounded by a translucent glow.  Her
entire universe consisted of the ten or fifteen feet that she could see
around her and for the first time since he'd released her she felt a small
measure of security.  Her progress slowed because the rocks hurt her bare
feet and made walking difficult.  Fortunately there were occasional copses
of trees and the fallen leaves protected her feet from the gravel giving
her periodic breaks.  When at last the sun finally started to come up it
burned off enough of the fog to reveal that she was walking between two
large empty fields.  She also thought that she could make out the sound of
an occasional car somewhere in the distance ahead of her.  By the time she
finally reached the asphalt he'd mentioned she was very near total
exhaustion and her feet were a bruised and bloody mess.  The traffic
sounded closer and she'd found a sunny spot that was starting to warm her
up a little.  There was a part of her that wanted to lie down beside the
road and wait for someone to come to her rescue but she decided against it
because she hadn't encountered a single vehicle the entire time she'd been
walking.  After going only a little further she thought she could make out
the shape of a building in the distance through the thinning fog.  As she
got even closer she could tell that it was a little mom and pop store and
thankfully it was open.  She practically staggered up to the door and when
she entered a little bell hanging from it rang alerting the cashier of her
presence.

   She turned around to greet the customer entering her store and gasp at
what she saw, "Oh my god dear, what happened to you?" The sight that
greeted her was that of a totally nude young woman covered from head to toe
with mud.  The left side of her face was bruised, the eye was nearly
swollen shut and she had a trickle of blood running from the corner of her
mouth.

   In a barely audible voice she answered, "Please help me, I've been
raped."

   The cashier rushed around the counter to her side and a look of
recognition crossed her face.  "You're that missing girl that I've been
seeing on the news.  Come back to the office with me and I'll call the
sheriff and an ambulance.  Then I'll find something for you to cover up
with and get you a hot drink."

   Renee whispered, "Thank you ma'am, but please call my family first,"
then she collapsed into the woman's arms and started sobbing.  At last she
knew she was safe and then suddenly everything faded to black...

   EPILOGUE

   ...The darkness began to fade as light and consciousness returned.  He
heard a loud scream and as he became more aware of his surroundings he
realized that he was the one who was screaming.  He finally became totally
awake and the memories came flooding back.  He was in the prison infirmary
and he was getting another treatment.  He started struggling against his
restraints and screaming, "You did it to me again!  You fuckers did it to
me again!" He looked directly at the two way mirror and yelled, "I know
you're there, watching me suffer!  Is this what you wanted to see bitch? 
Are you fucking satisfied?"

   Renee was sitting on the other side of the glass and in a quiet voice
she answered his questions.  "Yes it is what I wanted and not completely,
but I do feel a little better now."

   She watched as he struggled in vain for several seconds more before
going limp and then he started softly repeating the phrase, "You did it to
me again." He had a frightened look on his face and a haunted look in his
eyes.  His voice trailed off and he started sobbing as an orderly wheeled
him out of the room accompanied by a guard.

   Samantha gently placed a hand on her sister's shoulder and said, "I got
the son of a bitch for you sis." She'd gone on to get a MD in psychology as
well as a PhD in computer technology and had been the one to design and
build the virtual reality equipment they'd just witnessed being used.

   Renee looked at her with tears streaming down her face but she managed
to force a smile and say, "Yeah, and it only took you thirty years to do
it." After a brief pause she asked, "Is that what my memories did to him?"

   Samantha said, "Yes it is, he experienced all of the fear, the
humiliation." She had to pause to choke back her own tears then continued,
"All of the pain of every assault, both physical and sexual as well as
every step you took on that gravel road.  Everything from just before he
took you until you knew you were safe.  Every nuance of every sensation,
absolutely everything you felt the way you felt it."

   Renee buried her face into her sister's shoulder as she'd done so many
times before.  "His eyes are different now, they don't scare me anymore. 
Now they have the same look in them that mine used to have." She started
softly crying so Samantha wrapped her arms around her sister and comforted
her as she'd done so many times before over the years.

   After a few minutes of emotional release Renee managed to regain some of
her composure and after taking in a deep breath said, "Sam, there's
something I need to know but I've been afraid to ask.  I watch the news and
read the papers.  There are some people out there that are calling you a
monster.  Doesn't that bother you?"

   Sam took a moment to think about it before she answered.  "I know what
they're saying but as far as I'm concerned the monsters are on the other
side of the glass.  Besides you Roger Stevens raped eighteen other young
women, seven of which never made it out alive.  Now every time someone
commits a violent crime they're determining their own punishment.  The
monster has to endure his own brand of torture."

   Renee asked, "Do you ever worry about your place in history?  I mean
what do you think they'll be writing about you in a hundred years?"

   Sam's face took on a distant whimsical expression, as if she were trying
to look into the future before she spoke, "I'll probably be viewed as the
Hammurabi of the twenty first century.  If you stop to think about it, I've
created a virtual eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.  On the other hand I
might be looked upon as a monster, but I'll never know because there's no
way of knowing who'll be writing the history books.  Either way one hundred
years from now I'm sure that I'll still be remembered and how many people
can honestly say that?"

   Renee thought it over for a minute and must have been satisfied with the
answer because she simply said, "Okay sis, that's all I needed to know. 
I'm ready to get out of here." They left the prison together and she never
brought up the subject to her again
   THE END