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Thread: How could she have forgotten me? < [ Pistol Kiss and moi ] >

Collage so far had been stressful for Katie to say the least, she never clicked with any of her class mates making her feel isolated and alone most of the time. Everyone around her seemed more interested in hooking up and getting drunk then what they were there for, to learn and get a degree. Though her parents would be devastated if she left, they had sunk nearly all of there retirement money into collage for her. They wanted nothing but the best for there little princess. They had done this her entire life starting when she was little. They moved halfway across the state to a better school district. Forcing her to leave the friends she had started to make in school. Being an only child it was hard to move at first, though soon she forgot all about her old school and the kids there. They wanted the best for her and that one had swimming pools and everything that she needed to grow up to be a smart talented woman like they wanted. Though they didnt enjoy her choice of studies. They had hoped for a doctor or a lawyer so when she said that she was going to be a teacher they gave her hell for weeks. Though for the first time in her life she stood up to them showing how her being a teacher would be the most rewarding thing. How she would make the world a better place by shaping the next generation. Also the summers off and the fact that she could be there for the holidays was a nice perk. After all her arguing to do this the back lash on her realizing it was too much would be devastating. So leaving was just out of the question for her. Though the lack of friends did make for more time to study and led to better grades. Which was a silver lining for her when she visited her parents were proud of her. They showed her off to all there friends like some kind of show dog, Katie the brain. After a while she stopped visiting them, it was rather hard to come home to everyone expecting you to be the person you were when you left, when you are not that person anymore. They wanted her to be the kid she was instead of the adult she was becoming. The fact they showed her off like a prize dog as also one thing she just couldnt handle. What if she failed, how would they react? It was just for the better if she focused on school. She was so focused on her work and school that she never noticed him, that constant set of eyes on her as she went about her life. Always there always watching her. It wasnt like he was the only guy looking, quite a few had there eyes on her. She was rather attractive. Katie was tall though slim with long red hair and deep brown eyes that were almost black. Her hair was normally tied back in a loose ponytail, with long bangs. Her wardrobe was rather dull compared to most she wore a lot of jeans and sneakers with simple button downs, her glasses were the only thing that was out of the ordinary. She had a few frames though she preferred the deep purple ones with the flowers on the side.
Thread: How could she have forgotten me? < [ Pistol Kiss and moi ] >

He had always kept himself in good shape, a healthy body, a healthy mind yeah right, and he wanted to make sure that he would be prepared for a moment when it came. He watched her as she left the class, and went to follow her out to the next one.. but hesitated and instead decided it was time to go out the back. His tall, well-postured frame stepped quickly and quietly out the back door of the class and towards the common area. He had followed her enough, he knew he was ready... now it was time to put the final finishing touches on the house. He walked to his car, and left the campus early. He left to buy the rest of his supplies, stopping by a few different stores, as some of the items he wanted were hard to find. He would need to bind her, need to restrain her, need to hurt her, need to pleasure her, and for all of this he wanted to be prepared. He returned home as the sun set, pulling into the driveway of the very secluded house. It was an hour drive out of the city, off a dirt road and into a forest. He lived in a personally induced solitary confinement, and as he stepped into the house with his paper bag full of goodies he smiled, flicking the lights on. It revealed a normal bedroom, with girly sheets, fluffy pillows, an ordinary dresser filled with clothes, as well as various outfits he would dress her in. She had no idea what she was in for, and as he tore off his jacket and tossed it to the side he turned around to inspect the front lock on his door. He pulled out his toolkit, and quickly he had the lock replaced with one that locked from the outside... designed to keep her in. He whistled as he worked, going to the back door and doing the same. There was another doorway in the room, but no door in it. It led into a pitch black room, and as he flicked on the light his smile couldn't have gone any wider. He'd been building contraptions, devices, bindings, running leather cuffs up through hoops on the ceiling to keep her suspended if he wanted, hoops on the ground to keep her bent over... he would have her in every which way he wanted. And if she was bad, well... he stepped by a triangular wooden saw horse, knowing he would know exactly which way he would punish her. She would suffer by him, she would beg for mercy, then she would beg for pleasure. He flicked off the light and walked through the back doorway into the other section of the house, where his bed was waiting, though he knew he would not sleep tonight. He was too excited, his nerves were on fire, he had never felt more alive.
Thread: How could she have forgotten me? < [ Pistol Kiss and moi ] >

She didnt know that she was living her last day of her normal life. A life free and full of the boring chore of going about what she had to do to get her dream job. A life full of people never really noticing her, a life surrounded by people yet feeling more alone then anyone would ever realize. Most of her class mates thought she was just odd. She was never one to drink excessively or want to party until all hours of the night. So she never really wanted to go hang out with the other students. To her they were wasting there time. Her parents werent paying for her to party and get bad grades. She was here to learn, and if that meant that she was going to have no friends then she was just going to have to deal with that. Though truthfully she envied them. They could be free while she was still under the thumb of her parents. Katie ran from class to class that day, it was her busy day. She manage to get five classes into one day letting her have two days of solid homework time which was perfect, since it let her get everything perfect. All the classes werent hard they were just demanding, each teacher thinking he or she was the only class that student had for the day and loaded them up with homework. Read this, write an essay on that, do this, get this done and on and on it went. She had hours of work to do for each class which left her little time to sleep or even eat. Luckily she had gotten a single and could spread her work around her table and ate while working. If she had to share her room she would have never gotten work done as fast or as well done. Her feet slapped across the parking lot. The last class for her had let out for the day, a math class that she could have passed back in high school. It was rather easy though half her class was failing it and she really didnt want someone to ask her to tutor again. For them it was a code word for you give me the answers and she really didnt think that would help her class mates at all. If they wanted to teach this some day how would they be able if they themselves didnt know it. She sighed not really paying attention to her surroundings. The campus police kept the place safe and she really didnt think anyone would want to hurt some teaching student. There were richer prettier and more desirable targets then Katie. So she never suspected the car as she passed it. She never thought the man inside would want to hurt her.
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He exited the car as she went to walk by, every move of his casual, as if he was just a late night custodian arriving or another student who'd forgotten something. He made sure not to look her way as he took the bottle of chloroform in his hand, and doused the rag he was carrying in his other with it. He soaked it like he had practised many times before, as he turned and followed the path she was walking upon. He stalked her carefully, plotting his every move... he had to be quick, the longer the confrontation the higher chance of somebody noticing them. He was quick, walking normally, but keeping his footsteps quiet. He was just another student in his mind, as he stepped closer and closer to the young woman with the long flowing locks behind her. He closed in, step by step by step, getting ever closer to the woman as he was finally within reach. His left hand reached forward and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking it back as he wrapped his other hand quickly around her face and covered her mouth and nose with it. He pulled her to him with her hair, before letting go of her red locks and grabbing her around the chest instead with a strong arm. He clenched her close as he grunted out, Tell me... does this smell like chloroform to you? He was persistent in his hold, ready for anything she'd throw. He had her back pulled tight to his chest, as his forearm was wrapped around her waist and pulling her sealed tight to his body. He knew it wouldn't be long, just a few more breaths and she'd be out, as his voice began to soothe her, Let it go Katie, stop struggling, I'd hate to see you break those cute glasses... they look so good on you. It's OK... it's ok... just like the darkness come... it's okay... he continued to talk her down, feeling her get more and more limp in his hold until finally... he caught her and picked up her sedated form. Unlike in movies, chloroform only works for so long. It's actually extremely difficult to knock somebody out for a certain extent of time, a tricky balance that needed to be played. Make them inhale sedatives for too long, and they could overdose and die, not enough, and he'd have a flailing screaming woman in his arms. In the papers there had been reports of women getting chloroformed and then waking up later in parks, to find nothing had happened. Three different women, the first one had gotten a look at her attacker but not a very good one, the second one had needed to be hospitalized... but on the third, he had gotten it right. It was a bizarre story in the paper to many, to him.. it was practice. And the body he kept in shape had no difficulty lifting her bridal style, one arm around her back, the other underneath her knees as he quickly carried her to his car. He took her to his trunk, lifting it open and plopping her in, slamming it down and smiling as he walked to the driver's seat, looked around... and started the car on his drive home.
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Katie kept walking, she was going over what she had to do for the night. The first thing was to put everything out and see what class had the most work and which one she could do quickly before a meal. She already had some of the easiest work done, she had some time between two of the classes and it was best just to keep busy or she would fall into boredom. Which was the worse thing between two long lectures, thank goodness she had her game boy with her or else the breaks would be endless. Her mind wandered to what she would have for dinner, there was the fried chicken from a few nights ago that was still good though it wasnt the best thing. She did go past a great little Chinese place on her way home. Renewed with a sense of something may go right in her life Katie smiled, and slowly picked up her pace. She didnt know how wrong she was. Her body was launched backwards when he grabbed her pony tail. The girl had no idea what was going on at all, she never even thought that someone was attacking her. Why would they she was broke and her parents werent rich at all.. So there was no reason to grab her, unlike most of her school mates who had rich mommies and daddies a would be attacker could milk. Then it crossed her mind that he wanted to rape her or worse kill her. This is when her fight reaction kicked in. Katie would not die in some dark parking lot. She was going to make it though this and make him regret ever even thinking of touching her. HELP Her voice rand out thought he empty parking lot, though no one ran to help her. No one was around to even hear her. When he spoke to her she screamed at him, Let me go! Just let me go. I wont tell! she struggled kicking and screaming as he pushed the cloth over her mouth. Though she couldnt fight the drugs and soon went limp. Her final thought before the blackness took her over was Fuck, hes going to take me somewhere to kill me. Then it was nothing but darkness for her as he picked up her small body and carried her much like one would carry there bride. Katie had heard about those girls. The three who had blacked out and ended up other places. The first she thought was telling the truth. That one had seen her attacker. Thought the fact that she had nothing stolen or done to her was odd. The second and third Katie thought were just covering up the fact they were drunk. To drink enough to make yourself sick was sad. They needed to straighten out there lifes. Not in her wildest thoughts did she think that they were all tests before her attacker came for her.
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He couldn't wipe the grin off of his face, he was physically unable to. He had a childlike glee after getting a new, very shiny, and fancy toy. She was his now, at least her body was... it would take a while, but she'd make her mind his as well. He was an excessive planner, and an insomniac. When he didn't sleep, he would stare at the ceiling and go through all of the different ways he would poke and prod at her mind. He'd put her into a personal hell, then he'd offer her a hand out, break her body and spirit and make her mind and soul his as well. They were always meant to be, she would learn to see that with time, not at first of course... she would hate him for a while. But he could provide for her from now on out, for now and forever. She'd have years of planning her own life to break through, but he would do it for her. He would break through for her, because she would love being his. He'd never wasted his mind or body on another woman, she was the only person who had connected to him, the only one who had ever bothered to make a connection with him. She was the only thing that was important to him, and as he drove home he smiled because it was all beginning to fall into place. He knew she'd wake up sooner than later, in the trunk, begin to panic.. but she wouldn't be able to break out. And besides, he wasn't far from home, it was within a half hour he was pulling up the driveway of the secluded house he owned, far off a gravel path and in the forest. He loved living near the mountains of the west coast, they offered him one thing he truly loved, privacy. And as the automatic garage door closed behind him he was out of the car in seconds to get to the trunk. He took his fingers and pulled open the latch, smiling as he looked down and quickly went to grab the frightened girl by the shoulders to drag her out. He knew her strength would still be somewhat sapped by the sedative, but he would still take no risks in letting her get the upper hand. Conscious of his throat, groin, and eyes as to where she was kicking, he stayed defensive in tugging her out of the trunk. He began to call out loudly, so she would hear over her own noises of terror and fight, WELCOME HOME KATIE, don't remember me, do you? That's OK... that's fine by me, you're going to get to know me very well. How's things been, been a loooong time since we've talked, and I've got a few things to say, so you need to SHUT UP! He was vicious in his actions, timing his last two words with the final devastating move in a flash of instant actions. He grabbed her shoulders and dragged her to the side of the car. He shoved her against it, and as she leaned back he wound up his hand and began his shout, while sending a clenched fist hard straight into her crotch.
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It had never been a couscous decision on Katies part, never falling in love. It just sort of happened. It wasnt like she didnt want to fall for a guy, she had several crushes in school. There was something missing in all of them. It was like they were more into the idea of dating her then actually dating her. Most of her high school crushes ended in heart break on her part and him just moving on to another person to call his girl friend. After a while she became more like the guys she dated distant, dating just to show they were normal. She ended up feeling empty and more alone then if she was actually single. Though now She regretted never experiencing true love. Now some man had taken her away to kill her. Katie woke in his trunk shortly before he turned it off. She was shocked to find herself there of all places, the red head had hoped it was a bad dream and was in her nice soft bed. Though she was brought back to the cold reality of the car trunk that she was no captured in. It was an older model so there was no pull string to leg the trunk out. She sighed and just laid there, no point in kicking and screaming. No one would be out to hear her at this time of night and she would rather not anger the man who knocked her out stuffed her in a trunk and abducted her. It seemed like the smartest idea to just wait till he let her go and try to run then. Ho home? You brought me to my apartment? Your going to let me go? She almost sounded hopeful, though that thought was quickly dashed when he kept speaking. When he pulled her out of the car Katie attempted to struggle though she was still hazy from the chloroform he used on her. Please just let me go, I wont tell anyone. Not like I have anyone to support what I am saying. She didnt expect what he was going to do to her. When his fist connected with her crotch it was a shock to her system better then any smelling salt or splash of water on the face. She let out a howl that could be heard blocks over. In all of her life no man had ever hit her. So having one hit her there was the worst thing she had ever felt. Her body crumpled quickly, as if trying to protect herself W..what was that for? She stammered looking up at him. Tears were forming at the edges of her eyes, she realized she had been taken by some sick fuck if he was okay with hitting a girl like that.
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He smiled as he watched her body crumple to the floor in agony. Reality for Katie was only just beginning to sink in, this punch would only be the first of the many things he would do to hurt her. She was his now and he would waste no time building trust to control her, he would use something else that was very effective. Terror. She would need to learn to respect him instantly, respect what he was capable of doing to her. He leaned down over her, taking a fistful of her hair and yanking her head up so his bright blue eyes could stare deep into hers. Hi Katie.. it's me, Liam, don't you remember me? Playing in the yard, all of our fun times together.. I certainly never forgot you. You sure as hell grew up while we were separated. I suppose I did too. I always knew you were gonna get hot when you grew up. His voice was nostalgic, deceptively inviting to her as he casually kept the hold on her hair. He took his other hand and brought it to her breast, smiling and licking his lips as he took it in his hand and gave it a squeeze. He invaded her personal space by kneeling down so his face would be close to hers and he could cop a more generous feel of her breast. He brought his lips to her ear as he spoke, But I didn't think you'd get this sexy. And now you are mine, and although only time will truly teach you the full comprehension of everything that means I suggest you accept this as your reality sooner than later. I control your reality and as you have already learned, I am capable of inflicting you great pain. I am also capable of giving you great pleasure but you must earn that right through my forgiveness. You hurt me when you left Katie, but then you pass Liam in the halls and don't even look at me.. it's time for you to understand what pain I went through. As quickly as he had taken away her personal space he gave it back by standing up and stepping back. He ordered in a calm but firm voice, I want you to stand up and take all of the clothes off of your lower body, once you do you will stand with your legs spread for me to kick you once again. If you do not obey I will take you to the other room and tie your legs spread where a kick will only be the first of MANY different things I use to cause you pain. You do not want to test how far my cruelty goes. It was obvious from the way he stood with his arms crossed he expected her instant obedience.
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How was I supposed to just say hello after what you did to me! he shouted in an accusing tone, as he leaned his head down and glared at her, breathing heavily as he stepped left and right impatiently watching her undress. However, she listened, and she listened well... good, though he knew that obedience probably wouldn't last forever. Eventually she'd beg for mercy, eventually she might fight, eventually she'd do something, anything that would displease him and he would love punishing her for it. He stepped closer to her, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her so her eyes would pop open, Look at me Katie, look at me! It was grade one, not kindergarten, though we were together for some of that too. It was half way through the year, we played together, every single lunch, every one, didn't miss one, and then... you didn't show. I tried to talk to other kids but none of them were interested in me, damnit Katie, there was only and always only you. How was I supposed to just talk to you? I didn't want to just be your friend, and yet you didn't even recognize me, every day, in the back of your class! EVERY DAY KATIE! he shouted close to her ear as he finished his tirade. He was close to her, his chest close to hers, his damaged blue eyes looking into hers. His hands remained on her shoulders, and as he continued to stare into her eyes in silence, he knew silently, with every second her guard was being let down. Maybe she was thinking he would show her mercy now that he had his outburst of emotion, of anger, but no.. he was still hurt too much. The pain was too deep, and he loved pain too much to not give it to her now. With both of his hands on her shoulders, he jerked her body toward him as he drove his right knee forward and up between her legs, feeling the cap of his knee raise up hard and make a loud sound on impact with her defenseless pussy, stepping back quickly to watch her react, feeling his cock beginning to grow hard with arousal from seeing her in such distress.