Lovely Screams.

So this place I drove to was nothing exceptional, to anyone other then me. I personally, however, thought it was my own personal heaven. It was in the middle of nowhere. Nowhere is always such a wonder place when they’re so many against you. This was the place I could hear the most beautiful screams in the world, and no one else could enjoy them other then me. Okay. So I am a little selfish. Whatever. You can go through all the trouble I did if you fancy them that much. It took about 7 hours to drive out there. She had awaken when we were about 3 hours away. And I could her hear muffled screams, but there was not much movement, on account of the barbwire. I had laughed when she awoke and I started hearing all this.

I pulled the car over and turned around in my seat to look at her. Her eyes were flooded with tears, the blood was running down her arms as she tried to stay as still as possible. I reached over and ripped off the duck-tape. She let out a slight scream, but she was occupying all her concentration with not moving. She was sobbing so hard I thought she would choke to death. I just smiled as she forced out hacked requests to please let her go and please don’t hurt her. Blah-blah-blah. I reached over and she jumped slightly whimpering at the pain. Hehe. I tickled her mid-section. She bucked and let out a scream at her arms ripped against the wire. I laughed as she started to sob again. I reached out and started to grope her chest. She jumped and let out another whimper. Her breasts were firm but very soft. I squeezed them as hard as I could. I received beautiful sounds. Once I stopped, I apologized for my crude act and rudeness of not telling her my name. So after I told her my name she didn’t answer. I turned around and put on some nice classical music and start driving again.

She screamed every so often as we drove, and started begging me to let her go. All that redundant crap. I couldn’t help myself. So every once in a while I would slam on the breaks causing her to scream as she was forced against the wire. Once we finally reached the destination, I grabbed the wire cutters I used early and turned around. Her whole body was quivering and her eyes where wet and wide looking at me. I reached over and cut the barb wire by her hands in a few places so the pieces that weren’t pushed and crusted to her skin fell.

She snapped her eyes closed and whimpered as they fell on her face, but still gripped the door handle. I whipped off two of the three pieces that fell on her face, but I picked up the last one, and with a sharp part dragged it across her cheek and lips. She immediately shot back against the seats. The blood was dripping nicely down her wrists again, but also now her face. She was crying again. I turned back around and got out of the car. I walked over to the door her feet were facing and opened it. I then bent down slightly to look in at her and placed my hand out for her to grab. She just sat there. I tilted my head just slightly and raised an eyebrow. She whimpered and with both hands still together grabbed mine. I pulled her mostly out of the car. But when her feet hit the ground, the wire cut into her ankles and she let out a scream as she collapsed. I grabbed her quickly, throwing her over my shoulder.

She was crying again and I was loving it. She started to beg me to let her go. She was in pain. She would do anything. Haha. I dropped her on the floor of my favorite place in the world. It looked like it could’ve been an old cabin of some type, but it also looked like it had been forgotten for years. There was no running water, but there was a sink in the kitchen. It was infested with mold and cobwebs. As was the ceiling and floor. The windows were so shrouded in filth that it let an eerie yellow light into the house and outside couldn’t be seen. I inhaled a deep breath of dust, and snapped down to look at her. She was cowering, crying, and bleeding.

I left to go and retrieve the rest of my tools. When I came back in she hadn’t moved. I dropped everything next to her and she jumped. Like she didn’t know I was there. I just smirked at her little reaction. I bent down and gently ran my hand through her hair. She shook rather violently and sobbed harder. She probably thought I was going to rape and kill her. Hehe. Perfect.

I grabbed her wrists and she let out a gasp. I pulled the wire out of her skin. She shot back with a cry and grabbed her bleeding wrists. I looked at her and held out my hand. With a snap of my fingers she looked at me. I still held out my hand and she just looked at it. Then she placed her right hand in mine. I smiled at her warmly, then took a hold of her hand, turned it, and brought up her wrist to my mouth. I gave it a sweet kiss then bit down. She screamed as I broke the skin and tried to pull away. Haha. I had a strong grip on her hand, she couldn’t move it anywhere I didn’t want it to go.

So I just sucked at her blood and let go. She instantaneously grasped it to ease the bleeding and pain. I licked my lips and let out a chuckle. I moved to her ankles and told her not to move or I would make this hurt a lot worse then I was already going to make it. She just cried and cradled her wrist. I pain stakingly slow began to pull off the wire. She screamed and her feet slipped forward ripping the piece I was holding up her ankle. I smiled. Then looked at her. I told her that it would hurt more if she moved. I don’t know how she hadn’t run out of tears yet. Especially at the rate they were coming now. They were cute.

I let my hand fly causing her to slide slightly across the floor. She grabbed her face and was in utter shock. She stared wide eyed at me, the fear in them was amazing as I stood. Increasing my intimidating exterior. Haha. I reached in my bag and pulled out my trusted knife. She screamed and screamed nothings at me. All that really got through was please.

In her desperate attempt to getting away from she, she used her arms to push herself across the floor. She tried to use her feet as well, but the blood on the floor just caused them to slip. Evidently, she also ripped out most of the barb wire, it was just slightly hanging from her right leg. I crouched slightly and ripped it away.

She slammed against the wall in vain. I grabbed her by the neck and smiled. I was choking her. She took a hold of my harm with both of her tiny hands and start digging her nails in. I let out a chuckle as her eyes started to bulge. I took my knife and slid it down from her shoulder, across her breast, and further down to completely slice open her shirt. Her scream was ear shattering as I loosened my grip to hear it better. I then dropped her and walked away. I went fetched some rope as she made lovely music.

There were huge hooks on all the walls that I had placed everywhere. They really added to the room, made it much more appealing in my opinion. While also being a significant convenience.

I roughly walked over to her sulking form and grabbed her legs. I pulled her under me. She screamed. I smiled. I then grabbed her wrists and laced the rope around them extremely tight. Then with a finished knot, I did a loop. Making sure the rope would mostly hold her. With a hold on the loop I dragged her over to the wall across the room. There was a beautiful line of blood that followed her. I then used it to pull her up and hung her off one of the hooks.

When I let go she just limply hung there. Her feet could touch the ground, but she bent her knees and let her wrists take all her weight. How cute. There was a small pool of blood flowing. Her clothes were soaked. I walked over to her and ripped off her shirt. It was filthy. And so were her pants. Couldn’t let her go around in those. So I ripped them off too. Hehe. I let out a little giggle as I saw the blood running down her slim legs.

I took the knife and cut away the remainder of her clothes. I stood there until she started to stir. It must’ve been about an hour and a half. When she woke up, she had a lot more energy. Like she had an epiphany while she was naked, covered in blood, hanging off a hook, and completely weak and helpless. She was screaming rather crude profanities at me. I just smiled. She screamed for a while until she finally ran out of breath. So I told her that it’s not very nice for a young lady to talk to her superiors like that. It was extremely disrespectful and that I would have to do something about it.

She screamed bloody Mary went I brought the knife up to her face. She kicked me rather hard in the knee and I dropped the knife and gripped it. She tried to kick me again, but I grabbed her leg and stabbed it with my knife. She almost ripped out the hook in the wall, or rip off her arms. I walked over to get some barb wire.

She didn’t notice me when I walked back. In her own little world of pain- that I had complete rule over. Hehe. When I bent down in front of her, she tried to kick me again. But I grabbed both her legs and held them tightly together with one hand. I glanced up at her with a grin and motioned my finger in a no-no way. I grabbed the wire. Some of it cut into my flesh. I hadn’t noticed as I tightly wrapped it around her ankles.

When I was finished, I stood up and look at my handiwork. She had given up and once again was lying there limply, crying. No. It was more choking then crying. I picked up my knife and started to walk back over to her. I lifted her head by her chin. She wasn’t looking at me. I brought the knife up between our faces and she screamed please. She became quit and started to shake when I brought the knife to her lips. She was looking at me with plead in her eyes. I told her that we still had to take care of that mouth of hers. She talked against the knife. I dragged up and down her lips and she said she was sorry and please don’t hurt me. Yada-yada-yada. I started to squeeze her neck until her tongue was hanging out and her eyes we bulging. I then took my knife and ran the blade down it. She managed to get out a horse scream, but couldn’t manage to bring her tongue away from my knife. Like it would’ve helped anyways. I then let go once I got to the end of her tongue.

She was chocking and spitting out all the blood, while trying to regain all the air she was denied. When she had almost seeing strait again, I grabbed her chin once again and kissed her. She screamed into my mouth as it filled with her blood. It ran down my chin out of the corners of my mouth. I swallowed it all and smiled at her as she spit blood all over the floor and my clothes.

She was incapable of talked and just hung there with her mouth half opened. It was a blood waterfall. I had just sat in the chair across the room and watched her. I then stood up and went over to her. I grabbed her by the wrists with one hand. She let out a groan as I lifted her body off the hook dropped her to the floor. She laid there in a bloody heap.

I dragged her over the middle of the room and then pulled my bag over to me. She just laid there slightly twisted. I pulled off the wire around her feet, and all I got was a groan. I bent down and kissed her ankles. Licking the blood off my lips, I spread her legs and started to reach for some items in my bag.

Once again. She came out of fucking no where and kicked me. It was a weak kick. But none the less, a fucking kick. She then jumped up and attacked me. I let out a laugh. She was like a wild dog. She grabbed my knife as she knocked me over. But in that time I was able to get a hold of her shoulders and throw her to the ground next to me. She stabbed my in the arm with my knife. I grabbed her bound wrists and pinned them over her head as the knife slid about two feet.

My arm was bleeding. After she was finished thrashing under me, she lost all her energy.. or adrenalin. Doesn’t matter, same difference. I looked at my arm and then her. She wasn’t looking at me. I licked the cheek that was facing me all the way up to her eye. She closed them. I then went for her ear. I then gently licked up the side of the ear. I bit down and she let out a whimper. I told her it would be wise to look at me. She didn’t. I let out a chuckle and started to kiss down her neck. I bit down when I got to the crook of it. she screamed. It was slightly gurgled since her throat was still being drown with blood.

I leaned over her and grabbed my knife. I took it to my arm and sliced. It dripped down over her wound on her neck and blended with her blood. It was an exhilarating feeling. A true connection. Fucking ecstasy. I like the blood on my arm so it pooled on my tongue and dragged it across her face. She shuddered under me.

I licked, kissed, and bit all the way until I reached her stomach. She was crying. I was excited.

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okay. i couldn't be assed to re-read it. so forgive all the grammatical errors. i'll check the crap later.