Title: Scenes of Darkness - 1. The Warning
Author: John Heralding
Summary: In this scene, a sadistic torturer plays with his new
victims...
Keywords: M/ggg, tort, snuff

Scenes of Darkness

Foreword by the Author

     The biggest thing I have to say about this series is that it
is going to be absolutely brutal and twisted. Not for the faint of
heart or stomach. Pulling out every stop here - you will see from
the beginning. I have included all the proper codes. You have
been warned. Not that it really needs to be said, but these
depictions are (obviously) entirely fictional, and (obviously)
not of things I condone nor promote.

     In this first scene, we will be exploring the depths of human evil - what I call 'true sadism,' and what it really means to enjoy causing suffering.

     If you are into extreme torture / snuff, this particular
scene will probably get your rocks off quite nicely...

I. The Warning (M/ggg, tort, snuff)

     Jackson could not wait to play with his three new toys.
Their names were Jordan, Jacey, and Alana - three sisters, ages
11, 9, and 7 respectively. He had captured them from a playground
two states over. He could feel the endorphins rushing through his
veins as he planned the fun he would be having with these three
fine little specimens.

     They had almost spent their allotted time in sensory
deprivation - three days, about the time required for most of his
victims to give up hope. No matter though - today Jackson would
surely deliver the final blow to any semblance of said hope which
the girls may still have.

     He softly opened the door of his torture room and shut it
behind him. The blonde girls were all nude, each strapped to an
almost-upright adjustable table, much like a restraining bed one
might see in an execution chamber. All were gagged, blindfolded,
and ear-plugged. Jackson crept up on Jordan, the 11 year old, who
was awake and breathing heavily. He softly put his hand around
her throat and squeezed lightly.

     This scared Jordan beyond comprehension - This was the first
outside input her brain had received in three full days of
sensory deprivation.

     "MMMMmmmmm!!!!" she squealed through her gag, jolting against her restraints frantically.

     Jackson squeezed harder.

Her squeals became more like muffled gags under Jackson's choking
hand. He released her throat. He tore off her blindfold and
removed her earplugs, but left the gag tightly in place. He then
did the same to 9 year old Jacey. Both girls began frantically
squealing and struggling.

     He rolled Alana's bed out to face them. The 7 year old felt
the
movement. She whined and struggled a bit.

     He addressed the other two. "You will remain silent. This is
what will happen to you if you speak."

     He went over to a large metal cabinet and pulled out a
filled syringe. He calmly walked over to the still-blindfolded
Alana and injected it into a vein in her thigh.

     She squealed and jerked hysterically, having no idea what
was happening to her. Jackson ripped off her blindfold and
removed her earplugs. He also removed her gag - he wanted the
other two girls to both see and hear the full extent of what was
about to happen.

     He had injected her with a combination of Cocaine and
Methamphetamine, the dosages designed to set the biggest possible
example for the older girls - "A dose of wisdom" is what Jackson
called this, and he enjoyed it very much.

     The stimulants were beginning to affect Alana. Her heart was
pounding faster and faster, and her breathing was quickly growing
wild and uncontrolled.

     "Uuhhh..." she whined. She tensed up against the restraints
and began to breathe at an alarmingly rapid rate.

     Jackson stroked her long brown hair softly.

     "Sshhhhhh.... there, there... It'll be over in a minute,
sweetie," he said.

She began to panic as the fatal overdose took its full effect.
She struggled frantically. She screamed and sobbed.

"Mommmmyyyyyy!!!!"

It was too much for Jacey. Beneath her gag, she burst into
squealing sobs and began shaking her head frantically. Jackson
loved to watch it escalate like this.

     Alana's panic level continued to elevate. She twisted
violently against the metal restraints holding her to the bed.
Then, she began to reach what Jackson called the 'point of no
return.' She vomited. Her little heart was exploding. Screaming
and thrashing morphed into involuntary convulsions. The
screeching, gurgling noises coming out of her were inhuman. She
bit her tongue as she seized. Foam and blood spewed from her tiny
lips.

     As good a show as any he had seen, Jackson thought.

     Both Jordan and Jacey were sobbing uncontrollably by now,
trembling and shaking against their restraints.

     Alana's convulsing gradually slowed. The entire time,
Jackson continued to stroke her hair.

     "That's it, darling. Ssshhhh... Go to sleep now"

     She slowed almost to a stop, still occasionally twitching
and gurgling. Blood and saliva dripped from her chin and onto her
bare chest. Eyes open, her head hung limply over.

     "One last goodbye. Awwww, you girls can't talk. I'll say bye
bye for you. Bye bye, Lani!" He wheeled the still twitching girl
out of the room and re-entered. The other two sisters were still
sobbing.

     "Remember, no talkie," said Jackson. He removed both girls'
gags.

     As Jackson had hoped, the hysteria of having just watched
their sister being executed as an example was too much for the
little girls, despite his fearful lesson. They both began
pleading and begging him to let them go - as always, they would
gladly do 'whatever he wanted.'

     It was too bad for them - Jackson didn't really like to fuck
little virgin girls. Blood on his hands was one thing, blood on
his dick was another.

     "Can't keep our little traps shut, can we? ...so now we're
gonna play a game," he said.

     He walked to another cabinet at the other end of the room
and pulled out a blowtorch and a K-BAR standard-issue Marine
combat knife. He torched the entire blade of the knife until it
was glowing red. He walked over to the girls.

     "Now. Who gets the warning? You're both going to agree, or
someone else gets a shot."

     The girls had no idea what the warning was - only that it
was going to be administered with the hot, glowing knife. They
looked at each other and panicked.

     "Now's the time to run those little wet spots. Make a
choice," Jackson said.

     "Do it to me!" Jordan pleaded. "I'm the  oldest. Pleeease
don't hurt my sister!"

     "Nooooooo!" cried Jacey. "Don't hurt Jordy. Hurt me
instead!!"

     "Jacey, stop! I am your older sister! I'll take the
warning!!" screamed Jordan.

     "But noooooo!" cried Jacey, tears streaming down her face.

     Jackson put the knife down on a table. He walked over to the
syringe cabinet, opened it, and pulled out another full syringe
identical to the one he had used on little Alana He approached
Jacey.

     "Pleeeease Jace, just let him hurt me!!" begged Jordan.
"Don't kill my sister, please! Pleeeease!!"

     Jackson changed direction, approaching Jordan.

     "Tick tock tick tock tick tock..." he whispered.

     Jacey broke into wailing sobs. "Fine just give her the
warning pleeeeeeeeease don't kill her. I love my sister,
pleeeease!!!"

     Jackson put down the syringe and picked up the knife again,
which was not as brightly glowing by now but was still red with
heat. He approached Jordan.

     "Close your eyes and open wide, sweetheart."

     Jordan realized in horror what was about to happen. She
clamped her teeth shut, unable to bear the idea of the pain.

     "I said open up, or sis gets a shot." said Sawyer.

     Although Jordan had no choice, she could barely bring
herself to obey. As soon as her mouth was open a tiny bit,
Jackson plunged the knife in with one hand and pushed up on her
jaw with the other, clamping her mouth shut on the hot knife. For
Jackson, her inhuman screams were pure ecstasy. He was careful
not to stab the back of her throat, holding her head tightly down
as her restrained body twisted and writhed.

     "I know, I know." He said, continuing to hold the knife in
place.

     When he pulled the knife out, Jordan's muffled screams
became piercing ones. As Jordan continued to scream like this,
nearly convulsing with pain, Jackson put down the knife and
picked up the syringe. He wheeled Jacey around to face Jordan,
who was still screaming in pain.

     "That was part one of your warning," Jackson said calmly.
"Now for part two."

     Jacey went crazy.

     "NOOOOO!!!!" she screamed. She began thrashing violently.
She begged for her life. Jordan was in too much pain for most of
this to register, but when she did catch a glimpse of what was
going on, she also went over the edge.

     "No, no, no, no, no, no, please no, no, no, noooo!!!" moaned
Jacey.

     Jordan could do nothing but scream, her mouth too damaged
from the hot blade to form words.

     Jackson injected Jacey with his fatal concoction. He
approached Jordan, and spoke quietly in her ear.

     "This is your warning. When I return tomorrow, I expect you
to be silent."

     He walked to the door, opened it,  walked out, and shut it
behind him.

THE END