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