Thread: A Pleasure So Criminal (Kara Zor-El Kent & xyzam)

Maddoxs hand dove into his pocket to retrieve one set of black, latex gloves. He fitted them onto each respective hand with a small grin as his head lowered to face the victim that struggled beneath him. Her lips were duck taped shut by yours truly, muffling any possible sounds that could escape her. He was straddling her, firmly keeping her in place. But her wiggling was relentless and slowly began to nip at Maddoxs sick amusement. With his smile fading slightly, he shook his head at her as if disappointed in her actions. They were in a secluded back alley street corner, which wasn't Maddoxs first choice, but his partners whining and griping had his option in setting very limited in that short span of time that the altercation had occurred. He had begun by slamming her head into the conveniently close brick building, forcing her consciousness to leave her temporarily. The thought that he wasn't really in the mood for an audience settled in his frontal lobe. After a quick glance around the area, he found a semi-perfect location for his entertainment. All while maintaining a warm smile on his lips. Presently, the apparently terrified woman stared up into his cold eyes with her pleading ones. This of course, didn't affect Maddox in the slightest as he leaned his mouth towards her ear. Itll be fun, I promise. It was almost as if he was informing himself as he retrieved what looked like a sharp, silver object out of his pocket. I came prepared this time. He stated cheerfully. Maddox pushed the device towards the victims eyeball, giving her a clearer view of it with the darkness of night surrounding them. It was a torture device he used and particularly liked. He found pleasure in watching his victims eyes enlarge with immense fear while being able to do absolutely nothing in their own favor. He loved the superiority he had over them, they had no other choice but to sacrifice their lives to him. He felt like a god. The girls head shook aggressively from side to side, Maddox shook his head up and down in response. He took the girls ring finger as he held her hand down with his knee. The closer the device got to the girls finger the louder her muffled screams became. The device fit perfectly around the finger, and without hesitation Maddox crunched the handles of the object together with all the force of the muscles in his arm. He watched as the girls poor eyeballs flew to the back of her head as the intense pain of having her finger cut off electrified through her body. Maddox continued with the rest of her fingers, feeling quite giddy at the sight of the overflowing tears that flooded out of her eyes and onto her red cheeks. Feeling quite bored with her now mellowed reactions, he reached into his pocket once again to search for his trusty scalpel. It never ceased to dim his hedonism. The sharp knife was guided across the girls neck and face. The over flow of blood made Maddox slightly regret slicing into her neck. Out of pure curiosity, he traced his finger over the cuts on her face, suddenly interested in the feeling of the internal muscles and fat that lie underneath her clear, pale skin. The girls breathing gradually decreased in puffs, her chest wasn't bouncing up and down as often as it used to. Maddox watched as liters of blood emptied her body at a rather alarming rate. The human body never ceased to amaze him. He leaned his head over her head, she was no longer looking at him, she was no longer looking at anything. Maddoxs lips gently touched where hers would be under the duck tape. A soft kiss was exchanged as they were somehow able to lock eyes once again, if only for a brief moment before her eyes fluttered closed.