The
Murderess part 1 of 12.
Patricia (22)
Petrius ”Peter”
(57) Dan’s brother
Albrecht (45)
manservant
Jim (x) boy /
adolescent
Joe (x) boy /
adolescent
Sara (x) girl / young
female
More later…..
Synopsis: After a
short marriage beautiful Patricia (22) killed her rich husband but the public
prosecutor found no proof for her responsibility. Her brother in law, Dr. Peter
exposed her crime and decided to take his own cruel revenge on her, by making
her his slave. By a brain operation he cuts off her ability to stir her own
body movements, but he let her have her own free thinking and her own will and
anger and hate.
Her punishment: She
got locked inside her own body that obeyed anyone, but herself. Though she had
her free will and free thoughts she could only in horror experience how her own
body betrayed her and obeyed anyone, who gave it an order.
This could be one of
the cruelest mind-twisting punishments you can imagine.
So be warned, it could
give you nightmares. I got one, a terrible one!
Code: M/f, M+/f,
slave, cruel, bc = bodycontrol, oral, punishment,
anal, vaginal.
Authors: Sara and
Cecilita.
Forewords:
The writer Sara, one
of the girls, gave me this story to translate into the meeting language and wanted it published.
I read it and next
night I had a nightmare filled with horror. Still I decided to give it a try
because it is so consummated evil and in contradictory I could feel it ticklish
some forced submissive nerves. May I never be in her situation!
This is thrown out as a feeler. If there is interest for
the rest I will continue, otherwise not.
Sara told me that it is a fiction and that it had probably
nothing with the real word to do.
Further on in the
story there are by chance occurrences of some younger persons, which discover
her. I will not exclude them, but I will not precise their age. It will be up
to the readers to do themselves. I use their names, Jim and Joe and the female
Sara. As usually I want to be true to the story.
/Cecilita
The Murderess
Patricia (22) was
considered as a dark beauty by most men with her likeness to the “young”
Elisabeth Tailor.
Ever since she was a
young girl she had decided that she would use her beauty and body to catch a
millionaire. When others joked about it, she had also room in her mind for the
evil thought of helping her fortune to let her be a young widow.
Now she was happy with
herself at only 22 y o and a widow and millionaire herself. Everything had
followed her detailed plan. Now she had a luxurious life ahead of her.
Three month ago she
had married the multimillionaire Daniel Proshard and when they were at sea in
one of his smaller motor boat she started to act out her plan. Knowing that he
couldn’t swim she pushed him overboard. She had the nerve to see him drowned
before her eyes.
She was breathtaking
beautiful but an evil girl, as if there were a balance in human characters.
Later she stated: She
and her husband were alone on the boat and she was resting in a cabin below.
When she after her headache was gone came up to deck her lovely husband was not
to be found. The authorities quickly,
after ended the short investigation, found that he must had been washed overboard
and that it was an accident.
Everything was going
to be nice, as far as she could see. Now she had only to leave the country and
apply for British citizenship and be gone. She would never again spread her
legs or her lips for a man more than double her age. She had so much money that
she could have others working for her enjoyment and pleasure.
In the evening she
went to bed in her newly inherited private house after connecting the house
alarm for the night. She felt secure and was very pleased with herself, but
tired. There was a eventful day ahead of her tomorrow.
More than she wished for!
Only the closest
family knew the security code and she was going to change it tomorrow after
reading the manual, as she had to do it herself. A good nights sleep and she
was fit to start and enjoy her well deserved new life.
At 02.00 hours and in
the darkness the alarm was disconnected by the code at the front door. A shadow
opened it and sneaked in.
It was her brother in
law Peter Proshard.
In the darkness he
creped up to the 2: nd floor of the house and into the master bedroom where she
was soundly sleeping. A woman doesn’t snore.
He held a wad with
Chloroform to her mouth and nose and soon she was unconscious. Doing his own
operations he knew exactly the bodily sign for her deep sleep. Now he turned on
the light and looked down at the beautiful dark-haired girl. She was dress in
an almost transparent nightgown and was on her back with her left hand under
the pillow. The position raised her left breast to his inspection and
enjoyment. But he had too much on his mind to be aroused by her body, for now.
She was a real beauty,
small, thin and nice. He loved her heart shaped face, her distinct lips and her
long blank eyelashes. As his brothers wife she had before been absolutely out
of bounds, but she had changed that protected state herself now.
So dreary that she had
a so evil mind. Lucky for him she was not that intelligent. Killing her husband
and being dumb enough to write her whole killing plan in detail in her dairy.
His brother had confided
to him that she was a wild animal in the matrimonial bed and that she
deep-throated as a professional. He had also told him that she had no
restriction in the bed. What ever her husband wanted to experience, she
performed. The brothers had always been very frank with each other though they
never entered each other’s protected areas.
Now he felt very much
as representative for his brother.
He was already
convinced that she was a murderess after hearing her saying it, but he longed
for to read her diary to lift his conviction up to 100 %. As soon as he had
read her diary he was ready to record his verdict
He felt it like he
himself had inherit his brother’s wife from him. When he got proof of the
murder her punishment and his sweet revenge was number one and his inherited
object secondary.
He bound her hands
with adhesive tape and lifted her nightgown at the hem to have a look at his
victim. He was unaware of that he licked his lips at the view.
He noted that she
shaved her pussy and he liked that. And he would get better time to play with
her later on.
By her imprudence he
had by chance overheard her telephone call to someone in
He had got a bad
feeling when he arrived to the house and Patricia was on the phone and cut off
the call by: “I call you soon as possible!”
Did she already have another man?
How could she be that
negligent to call a person and reveal her secret when she still had a visitor
in the house? Or was she under stress by the call?
So now he had to find
her diary book. Hopefully it was in her desk.
Her
desk? It must be in her bed-room. She was now in the master
bedroom, so he went to her bed-room after binding her legs as well. He was
rather sure that she would sleep for two hours or more, but to be sure.
The door was locked
and who wouldn’t try to protect such a high classified secret. By his brought
skeleton key he opened the door and went in.
There was only one
desk in the room and he started to attack it. Only one drawer was locked and he
opened it easily with the skeleton key. There it was,
her diary book.
After reading just two
minutes he was now completely convinced by her guilt. The public prosecutor had
nothing to go on. If he gave it to the prosecutor could he be sure that a jury
should judge this angel-like person when she told them that it was fantasies
she had found?
No, he had not that
confidence in the society.
She was a cold-blooded
murderess so now he could judge her himself. Then he could make arrangements
for the unique punishment he had in mind for her.
He had a quick thought
about calling up other members of the family and let them be involved in the
conviction but decided to be alone in this part and inform them later. He knew that
he had them behind him to one hundred percent.
He had to transport
her to the clinic without arousing any one’s interest. So he gave her a
sedative shoot in a vein of her left arm. Now she was going to sleep tight for
four hours at least.
A dressing gown was
quickly wrapped around her thin body. She was not heavy for him to carry and he
put her in the front seat of his own car. Before he left he locked the front
door to the house and reset the alarm.
He went straight to
his clinic. He drove up to the side door and carried her inside the house and
up to the operating theatre (room). He left the dressing gown in the waiting
room. Still in her nightgown he laid her on her back on the operating-table.
He washed and dress
and prepared for the operation and shaved her head at that small part where he
needed to enter her cranium, sterilized the area and went in with a special
instruments. Inside he cut (burn) of the connection between her willpower and
her motor function lines, it was many nerve net he had to cut, without of
destroying her motor activity. He had studied this part of the brain for many
years now and knew exactly what to do, well almost exactly. The surgical
operation took more than three hours. Normally he had two assistants but now he
had to handle everything by himself.
It was more than a
simple operation but he was the expert.
To not give anyone clues
let’s leave it with his detailed professional experience.
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In practical term she
had full mental activity and an absolutely free will. She had also freedom to
feel, smell and taste and so on.
But it was impossible
for her to stir her body at all. Her arms, legs wouldn’t obey her, on the
contrary the more she tried the more she blocked them out. Her movements were
paralysed.
All this was the
central part of his plan for her.
When she woke up from
her artificial sleep she was lying on the operating-table on her back and
completely naked.
- Good morning beauty!
Many thoughts stumbled
in her head: “What is happening? Why am I here, in your clinic? What have you
done?”
How much she tried
there was not a sound from her mouth. She also felt naked and wanted to cover
up from his eyes, but no arm obeyed her. Not a limb moved at her hardest try.
He wasn’t completely
sure of all her abilities before they where proved true.
Her eyes movement was
obviously in her power and he could see them move and understood that she
wanted to cover up her nakedness. No arms moved and that was good.
- Many questions but I
understand your worries. First of all, I know that you have killed my brother.
You are a murderess! I have read your diary so I don’t need your confession.
She felt more angry
and hurt to know that he had violated her diary. She had hated this short man
before and now he had added more flames to her to hate.
- Well that is only a
detail in this story. Now when you are a murderess and the authorities have
accepted my brothers dead as an accident, I will judge you my self and your sentence
is to be my sex slave for lifetime. And beside of that you will be anybody’s
slave.
You were in your calculating
mind willing to give your body away to my brother to get his private means as a
common whore. Now he is dead by your hand and I will inherit his property,
which also includes you, as you gave yourself to him in church. So you see my
beauty it is only fare. You are my property now and I can do with you as I like
and I can ensure you that I will use that right.
She looked at him in
chocked silence from the table. He could detect the hate in her eyes. He knew
she hated him, she had told him so. She had also debunked that feeling for him
in her diary. And that is so much better to add to her punishment when her body
will obey my every command.
- You will never in
your life be able to move your arms, leg and body by your own will. You have
after the operation lost all control over your body, it is permanently cut of.
But you will still think, feel anger inside and percept pain from your body.
You will still and strongly feel any humiliating feeling and that will be your
punishment. I will now, by my voice, control your body and all its movements.
Any other person’s voice can also order your body to move and perform at their
will and you can only see, feel and know it happen.
- Your punishment is
to experience your own body betray you when ever you are ordered to act out
another persons will and when your body obey the order and you can’t do
anything about it, more then see it happen.
- All of your body
memories (procedure memory) are hopefully intact and that means that you can
perform mostly of the series of movement that your body had learned to act out
before, but you can’t any longer start and stir them yourself. Your speech is
blocked for you, no matter how hard you try. And now I will give you one, only
one way to use your vocal cord and it will be triggered by any meaning directed
to you that you recognize as a question. You will answer every question by the
only words you can say: YES MASTER! You will hear yourself saying it clear and
distinct, no matter the sex of the person.
Well there is also
possibility for you to whimper and whine and you must be grateful for that.
Honestly to say I’m
not sure of this, but if your voice is not working as I expect I will remove
your vocal cords so you can’t speak at all and there will be more room for a
cock-head in your throat.
I will now let you try
it out so you can see for your self. Here’s a question: Do you feel good?
"Yes
Master!"
She was chocked.
Trying to say: You Bastard! Let me out of here! I hate you! The only words
coming out of her mouth was this very distinct "Yes Master!"
How humiliating!
She tried but couldn’t
even say it again. Slowly, very slowly she understood that the only way for her
to speak out and the only words she could say, "Yes Master!" was for
her to get a question, any question.
She had not even the
ability to answer “No Master!”
She felt it as her
voice also betrayed her.
He enjoyed the whole
situation and knew how much she must hated him. With a cruel smile he asked of
her:
“You very much want me
to fuck you? Don’t you love?”
She was furious in her
mind and wanted to tell him off, “Go to Hell” or worse.
To her own
consternation she could hear her own voice clearly articulate the only word she
was capable to pronounce:
“Yes Master!”
She felt so humiliated
and trapped in her own body. My God! Are there no limits to his impudence?
If he was the last man
on earth, she would never part her legs for him. And she could hear her voice betray
her when her whole body and mind wanted to insult him.
She felt also as
vulnerable when she understood by the coldness that she was naked before his
eyes and he could punish her in any way he wanted to.
He felt his power and
for her additionally degradation he asked:
“Do you really want me
fuck you in any position I want?”
She was raging mad,
but her mouth answered politely:
“Yes Master!”
She couldn’t help
thinking: “Please let him remove my vocal cords so I can’t say anything!”
“I mean, do you really
want to do it?”
“Yes Master!”
“And you had longed
for it as long as you have known me?”
She felt her tears
vetting her cheeks but heard her own voice very clearly answering him.
“Yes Master!”
“I’m sure you want to
suck me off and make it very pleasant for me. Don’t you, Dear?”
To be active and
sucking his cock was not even thinkable for her. It was so loathsome, so
disgusting for her that she felt sick in her stomach, but she heard her own
voice answered:
“Yes Master!”
“Would you like to do
a nice deep-throat for me?”
To letting him enjoy
her deep-throat was too much.
“Yes Master!”
She felt it as mental
torture. He knew her real answer nevertheless he must hear her lie and give him
answers he liked. Give him answered she was bound to give. She knew she had
committed a crime, but this was too
much.
Deep back in her mind
she felt panic at the thought of what could be her new life. She had had other
plans but now she couldn’t even control her own mouth.
She hadn’t got the
whole picture yet. It was going to be much worse, much, much worse.
Peter really felt
amused and smiled continuing:
- If you feel you must
go to the bathroom you have to whimper. Then you have to wait for another
person to start the procedure, start your body movement, for you. We will train
you daily and in the end your will perform a series of actions, but now they
are very restricted for you.
Peter, who had natural
ability to be cruel when he felt hurt, felt all his revenge rush up from inside
of him. He had a hate-love to this female. He could imagine the entire sexual
thing she could do for him. She would really give him much pleasure
any kind of pleasure he could find out.
To increase her
humiliation, but also to test her reaction, he gave her an order.
- Move your left leg
widely apart from the other! Move your knee up against your left breast.
He could see her
struggle in her eyes but she raised her left leg obeying him and move it further apart from the other and raised her knee
upwards and kept doing it until he said:
- Stop. Now move your
right leg in the other direction and your knee up to the right breast.
With eyes that could
kill, her body obeyed him until he said:
- Stop!
Her legs were now
widely parted and he could look at her little slit, that he had played with for
a while during her sleep.
- Open your mouth!
She fought the
movement but could do nothing. Her body muscles didn’t obey her but her jaws
open up her mouth for him so much that it hurt.
- Stop! Now I can
choose where I decide to put my cock into your body. Good girl! There is
another orifice that you may offer to me, but that could wait for later.
Thank you for your
offering, but I will wait for later in the afternoon, when I want to go to bed
and you will wait in my bedroom to be at my service. After you had performed
for my pleasure I will take a nap and your will wait on the floor for me to
call you to new actions.
She was degraded far
over all sense, but could do nothing else than lie there for him to look at and
to be humiliate further by his words.
He wanted to torture
her further by letting her know what was going to happen to her and how little
she could do to prevent it. She was reduced to an obedient body and a sexual
slave but had her will and her thoughts and hate intact. In his hand she was going
to have hundred of thousands of seconds to regret her criminal act. And he
wanted her to feel every phase of it.
She was going to
regret her crime again and again when she experienced her mouth being
unfaithful to her when it sucked and stimulated one cock after another and made
it squirt into her mouth. When her
swallow-muscles in her throat obeyed the order to swallow the mucus into her
stomach, she was going to experience the entire step from discomfort to feeling
of sickness and she couldn’t even vomit with out of an order.
//
As I said before:
This is thrown out as a feeler. If there is interest for
the rest I will continue, otherwise I rest my eye, fingers and mind.
To translate to any
language is a hard work.
As
a woman I’m driven by encouragement.
Cecilita
cecilitaSv70@hotmail.com
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