Chapter 17

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Chapter 17

Richard clicks into the encrypted file, heart starts to pound as he sees the video start to play. A low groan of appreciation leaves his throat seeing the image on screen. His lovely little toy appears strung up by her wrists. Her hands are stretched high above her head and tied just so her toes barely manages to feel the concrete underneath. Her body is completely bare and eyes are immobilised with a black blindfold. A ball gag is encrusted between her lips and she struggles against the rope bonds trying to even her hefty weight. 

The camera focuses from her helpless expression and drags down the light coco skin to her large breasts. He recalls that since he likes to play with her in the basement, the air is always cooler and as a result her n*pples are stood erect while goose-bumps line her skin. The camera trails down her narrowed waist and past the bump at her stomach to her hips. He hears himself in the video bark at her to 'turn' and as she does the view of her plump ass comes into view. Richard, reclines further back in his chair and rubs his crotch as the camera carries on all the way to her tip-toes. The sight of her struggling helplessly, in a vain attempt to stand on her feet, starts the blood flowing to her d*ck. 



The camera wobbles slightly as it's set on the tripod. Then a moment later he watches himself come into the picture. His hands are running over her ass, gently for a minute before taking the muscle in his hands and squeezing tight. A muffled squeal is heard sending another shock through Richard. Then his hands are enclosed around her breasts and roughly groping. Richard watches himself impairing her two large breasts and subconsciously his hand unzips his pants. As she struggles on screen, twisting and thrashing her torso uselessly, he gets all the more turned on. Then comes the real fun. He sees himself go off camera only to return moments later with two n*pple clamps and weights in his hands. Shifting it all into one hand, he sees himself, pull off the rag from her eyes. Wide scared brown eyes look shocked at him. A desperate begging glaze in them. Shit. He thinks rubbing himself more. That is just so hot. 


Richard observes himself slowly grinning at the frightened woman before raising one clamp and allowing her to take a good, long gaze at it. Right before roughly pinching it onto her. A muffled cry rings out before she struggles at the rope again. 


Richard grins at the screen, focusing on her pained expression as the next clamp go on. With two clamps weighing heavily on her breasts, he sees her squeeze her eyes shut and slowly breathe. Richard gets a shot of satisfaction as he, on the screen, roughly twist them and causes her to tear open her eyes again. Even then he liked viewing her helpless expression, knowing she's well and truly defeated, knowing that she's weak and pathetic; just a body for him; for his pleasure.
Back on the screen, Richard was attaching the balled weights onto each clamp. He sees glistening teardrops fall from her eyes and beams at her. Even now, Richard could remember the delight and arousal he felt. His hand strokes his dick faster, seeing himself loosen her ropes a little so he can bend her over. Her ass is pulled back and back arched, feet now touching the ground. Her knees are wobbling but he hears himself scold her for it and as they push back up, he smiles. The weights are hanging down now and from her tears and muffled sobs he's sure she can feel them. 


Richard's hand strokes faster as he peers at the computerised him, grabbing a whip and lashing it down on her skin. The light brown turns a blush pink, which just isn't enough so down the whip goes again. She's screaming now, breasts and attachments on them, jiggling forwards in momentum creating more pain. As more flogs attack her ass, it turns a bright red, the colouring causing yet more lust in Richard viewing it. He sees himself take out his d*ck and without warning to her, plunge it in her p*ssy. The woman's knees bend and almost buckle, while her body thrashes forward, but his hands keep her hips in place. He sees himself angrily pump into her, just as his hand keeps up with the momentum. Grunting and groaning, he feels himself so close to climax now. So, so close. 


In the video, Richard climaxes and immediately pulls out of her, placing the flaccid tool back in his pants and tightening her ropes so she's forced to exhaustedly let herself hang painfully. He pulls off her gag and tosses it aside. Loud pants of hers fill the room along with soft sobs. He whispers to her not to scream and rips off both clamps and weights at the same time. Richard's senses rise as she defies the order and shrieks. The feminine call of agony pushes him off the edge and he comes into his hand. Taking the tissues by his desk he cleans himself up just in time to see himself on the screen release her ropes and tut. Her body crumples to the ground and he watches himself, crouch down and cup her face right before slapping her across the cheek hard. The movement sends her down again, in a pathetic heap. A smile of satisfaction crosses his face as he tells her she'll be sleeping in the basement naked as punishment for disobeying. That's where the video ends, with her in a pathetic heap on the floor, sobbing in weakness.

Richard takes off his earphones and sets them down on the wooden table. Power is everything. His father had taught him that. Not directly of course. Richard snorts in humour at the notion of his father ever being powerful. No, his father had been a pitiful, meagre, feeble being. Completely useless and a poor excuse of a man. Richard had longed vowed he would never be like the fool. 

He'd never let a woman dominate him. 

His mother was no better, bitterly concludes Richard. The devious bitch only cared about herself. She'd slept her way to the top of the company and like the disgusting thing his father was, he'd remained ignorant to her ways. 

He was her slave and even worse he'd claim to love the female-devil. 

Love. 

Richard's eyes roll at the notion as a sickening feeling settles in his stomach. Please, what good is love? Love is weakness, it is stupid and makes people stupid. He'd known a long time ago he can't love. Something in him is repulsed by the mere thought of it. No, love is for idiots, power...power is for the intelligent. He'd had power in every aspect of his life. Power over his bitch of a wife, power in his work, over his emotions, over his body...everything. And now...Because of her, he's lost that. It's no longer perfect. The order is ruined. And he has to return it back. He has to get his life back.


Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupts his musings. 


"Come in," he instructs. Dave, one of Richard's friends, walks in. Dave's the owner of a software company and as such had been very good at securing things. He's the reason Richard could recently acquire the personal telephone number of Mason Carter. But Dave had done much for Richard in the past, at a price of course; always at a price. After all, nothing is free. For all his help now, Richard had promised Dave and the others they could do whatever they want to his wife once he gets her back; so all were eager in helping Richard secure her again. Richard knows it's the sole reason why their helping him. He may call them his friends but only because their the closest thing he has to them but he knew as well as they do that if anything happens, both parties wouldn't hesitate to flee from a sinking ship. 


"I've got them..." states Dave, swinging the silver briefcase onto the table. Richard closes the laptop and pushes it aside whilst opening the case. There, twinkling and glistening at him sits three rows of silver bullets. Mason Carter really did mess with the wrong man, he smirks to himself. 


A/n hey! Just a little insight into what Katy had to go through. I'm super tired at the moment so some it may not make sense, and I'm sorry. I hope you got the general gist of it though, right? Anyway, next chapter is going to be...intense. And I may have to do it in two parts, depending on how much of it I can get done before tomorrow night. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter though! xxxx

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