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thinking he was perfectly average.
He was not average by any means. He knew it. He had figured this out at an early age when he realized that he knew more than his teachers and his parents about pretty much everything. A lot of people would consider such ideas as his being arrogant or cocky, but he had actually thought of it as a burden. As wise as he was he realized there were many things in life that he did not know, but of course he was still smarter than most people. He had yet to find someone with whom he could have a real civilized conversation with who wouldn’t judge him for being above them. Everyone was so intimidated by him, even when he tried to dumb himself down for their benefit.
He had to do that all the time in his day job years ago until he decided it was a total waste of time to try to fit into the world that did not understand him. Thanks to the advent of the amazing internet he was able to make a good living online. He often wondered how differently his life would have turned out if he had not had the internet to disconnect him from the world while at the same time keeping him connected to the world.
The girl looked up at him with crippling fear in her eyes. She was so amazingly beautiful that he beamed with pride every single time that he looked at her. She was very special and one of a kind. He had enjoyed the first several experiences with her and he was sure that there would be several more with her before her time would come.
However, he was running on an unusually high schedule. He needed to speed up the process, since he was running out of time with Detective Anderson. If he dawdled around too much then the opportunity to drive fear into the heart of the community would pass him by.
They had already seen his handy work once, but they had no idea that he was still out there and that he would continue to do this and even make more ambitious statements as time wore on. They figured the first had been some kind of a fluke. He could not believe how gullible small town people were. They were just begging to become victims.
The girl began to scream and twitch beneath her restraints. She was tied tightly to a rope that was looped over a high reaching beam below the ceiling. He had installed it himself and it would hold almost 1000lbs before it would even begin to wobble. The pain that was caused by hanging from the arms like that was similar to the pain experienced by crucifixion where the blood can’t get to the extremities. The girl had tried valiantly to pull herself up as they all did and she failed as they all did. It was entertaining to watch on the video surveillance, which he did for hours from his upstairs control room. This way he was able to really watch the suffering in utmost comfort. He would often enjoy a pizza and a six pack during this time. It was part of his very special routine.
The girl’s gag muffled her screams as he entered the room. Her eyes grew wide with terror. He relished it. The power and the sweetness of her terror gave him joy like nothing else on the face of the planet ever could. It was like a drug that he just could not get enough of, but unlike most drugs it was sweeter every time he took it.
“There, there. Don’t be nervous. You look beautiful,” he said as he closed the door shut behind him and admired her sweet naked body. She was exquisite in every possible way.
He stepped closer and inhaled her scent, tasting the sweet succulence of her skin, mixed with her luscious fear. He could taste the fear, like adding sugar to a warm cup of tea. It completed the picture. He moved his finger up and down the center of her chest, laughing as she recoiled and screamed louder. She was being so overly dramatic.
“Now is that any way to treat your master?” He asked with a grin on his face but malice in his voice. Why did they have to resist him so and make him so angry? Why did they show such defiance and disrespect when they knew that he would punish them so
He was not average by any means. He knew it. He had figured this out at an early age when he realized that he knew more than his teachers and his parents about pretty much everything. A lot of people would consider such ideas as his being arrogant or cocky, but he had actually thought of it as a burden. As wise as he was he realized there were many things in life that he did not know, but of course he was still smarter than most people. He had yet to find someone with whom he could have a real civilized conversation with who wouldn’t judge him for being above them. Everyone was so intimidated by him, even when he tried to dumb himself down for their benefit.
He had to do that all the time in his day job years ago until he decided it was a total waste of time to try to fit into the world that did not understand him. Thanks to the advent of the amazing internet he was able to make a good living online. He often wondered how differently his life would have turned out if he had not had the internet to disconnect him from the world while at the same time keeping him connected to the world.
The girl looked up at him with crippling fear in her eyes. She was so amazingly beautiful that he beamed with pride every single time that he looked at her. She was very special and one of a kind. He had enjoyed the first several experiences with her and he was sure that there would be several more with her before her time would come.
However, he was running on an unusually high schedule. He needed to speed up the process, since he was running out of time with Detective Anderson. If he dawdled around too much then the opportunity to drive fear into the heart of the community would pass him by.
They had already seen his handy work once, but they had no idea that he was still out there and that he would continue to do this and even make more ambitious statements as time wore on. They figured the first had been some kind of a fluke. He could not believe how gullible small town people were. They were just begging to become victims.
The girl began to scream and twitch beneath her restraints. She was tied tightly to a rope that was looped over a high reaching beam below the ceiling. He had installed it himself and it would hold almost 1000lbs before it would even begin to wobble. The pain that was caused by hanging from the arms like that was similar to the pain experienced by crucifixion where the blood can’t get to the extremities. The girl had tried valiantly to pull herself up as they all did and she failed as they all did. It was entertaining to watch on the video surveillance, which he did for hours from his upstairs control room. This way he was able to really watch the suffering in utmost comfort. He would often enjoy a pizza and a six pack during this time. It was part of his very special routine.
The girl’s gag muffled her screams as he entered the room. Her eyes grew wide with terror. He relished it. The power and the sweetness of her terror gave him joy like nothing else on the face of the planet ever could. It was like a drug that he just could not get enough of, but unlike most drugs it was sweeter every time he took it.
“There, there. Don’t be nervous. You look beautiful,” he said as he closed the door shut behind him and admired her sweet naked body. She was exquisite in every possible way.
He stepped closer and inhaled her scent, tasting the sweet succulence of her skin, mixed with her luscious fear. He could taste the fear, like adding sugar to a warm cup of tea. It completed the picture. He moved his finger up and down the center of her chest, laughing as she recoiled and screamed louder. She was being so overly dramatic.
“Now is that any way to treat your master?” He asked with a grin on his face but malice in his voice. Why did they have to resist him so and make him so angry? Why did they show such defiance and disrespect when they knew that he would punish them so
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