Revenge of the Third Ind

Author's Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This is just a fantasy. The material in this story is for adults only and contains graphic sexual content. It is intended only for those aged 18 and older. All characters that engage in sexual activity are 18 or over.

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I'm a corporate CEO. My business is a private owned software development company in Silicon Valley and there are no shareholders. We do some contract work for Microsoft.

My family is not a big one. My wife passed two years ago from pancreatic cancer. I have no living brothers or sisters; no aunts or uncles. My only family is my daughter, Sherri.

One late Saturday night, I received the phone call that every parent dreads. My daughter Sherri and only living relative was in the hospital in serious condition. I drove there myself since my chauffeur was off for the night.

In the hospital, I make it to the ER and ask about my daughter. The nurse says, "She's in a coma Mr. Blankenship. She was shot twice in the head. I have to tell you that it doesn't look good."

"Shot? How?"

The nurse says, "She was apparently stopped by a cop and he shot her twice. She was in the car apparently."

"Where's the cop?"

"He left, sir."

"Do you have his name?"

She looks at the clipboard and says, "Officer Mike Fernandez, sir."

She escorts me to my daughter Sherri's bedside and I almost pass out when I see her. She's got a bullet hole in her upper left forehead and in her right cheek. I grab the bed and the nurse grabs me too. She pulls a chair over and makes me sit down. She says, "I'm sorry, sir." She gets me a glass of water and I drink it. I lean my head on her bed and start to cry.

I spend the night there and the doctor comes in to talk to me in the morning. "Mr. Blankenship? I'm Doctor Monroe. Your daughter is in very serious condition. She's in a coma but right now her brain waves are not too bad. She has a chance but only a small chance. The damage to the brain is on the left side. The main bullet went all the way through her head so we don't have to operate to get it out. If she makes it, she may have problems with speech and she may have issues with memory. The bullet to her right cheek actually bounced off but it did pass under her skin and out her ear."

"What are the odds, doctor?"

"I'd say it's 30/70 right now that she'll wake up. 100% chance of brain damage. Brain trauma is very tricky."

I take a deep breath and thank him.

Sherri is in a coma for nearly three weeks before she dies. I'm crushed. I'm ready to kill that fucking cop. I call my lawyer and tell him I want to sue the police department and that cop for the wrongful death of my daughter. He tells me he'll start the lawsuit.

I take time off from work to mourn. I'm numb. I'm thinking about selling the company and hiding away from life. Sherri was my life and I don't know if I can bear living without her. My family is me now and I feel like I should be dead too.

A couple of days later, the lawyer calls me about the lawsuit. He wants to see me.

I go to see him and he's got the video from the cop's dashboard camera. He shows me the video.

I can see him approaching her car. Then I see her I start to cry. The cop tells her to roll the window down. She yells that the window is broken and tries to open the door. He slams the door shut and yells at her again to roll the window down. She yells back that it's broken. He shoots through the window and giving her the injuries that killed her. The first shot is through her left forehead and when her head whips around he fires again. Fuck. My God. I didn't even know that her window wouldn't open. She never told me. You can clearly hear her yelling that she can't open it. It's loud and clear.

The lawyer asks me what I want to sue for. I don't really know. Finally I tell him I want at least ten million from the police department and I want that cop to suffer. I want at least two years pay from him.

The funeral home calls and asks me what I want to do about her funeral. We've got no family. I tell him I need to see if she had friends at college. We set up the funeral for a week from now. I go to the college and visit her room. Her roommate is there. She's crying. We basically comfort each other for a while. I tell her I'd like all her friends to be at the funeral if possible. I give her the details. I take a couple of personal souvenirs such as the teddy bear that she's loved since she was a little girl, some pictures and a couple of notebooks that she had. I tell her roommate that the rest she can have or just get rid of. She asks about Sherri's laptop. I tell her to keep that and the Ipod on her nightstand. She thanks me and tells me she'll get as many of her friends as possible. I thank her and tell her Sherri's only family was me. There are no other living relatives so I'd appreciate if there were some more people at her funeral besides me. She assures me that there will be.

Five days later, I bury my daughter. About twenty students attend. Afterward, I thank them and especially her roommate Ruth. I head home and end up crying a lot. Life fucking sucks. I have no reason to live anymore. I feel so fucking empty.

Later I decide to give everyone that came to her funeral $100,000 for their education. I call Ruth and get her to make a list of those who attended. Later I send them all cashier checks for the $100,000 each except for Ruth who I give $250,000.

The grand jury meets and decides not to indict the cop. I am really pissed off now. They let my girl's murderer walk. Fuck!! My lawyer does say we will probably win my lawsuit for wrongful death with the dashboard camera video.

A month later, we win the 10 million dollars from the police department and a total of $140,000 from the cop. That still is not enough as far as I'm concerned. I vow revenge.

I decide to sell my company for 50 million dollars to Microsoft. We provided the widgets and gadgets for the desktop for Microsoft's last couple of versions plus we developed Windows Defender for them. I put the $60 million in an off shore account that I can easily get too via online banking.

I check out the cop's family. He has daughter who is not of age yet. I've got a great idea for my revenge.

I start to plan the revenge. I purchase a large cabin with a basement deep in the Oregon woods. I customize the basement of the cabin as a dungeon. The dungeon can be heated to 80 degrees so my victim can be naked and comfortable. I fit the cabin out for my needs. It takes almost the entire amount I received from the cop.

I sell my mansion for nearly $1 million and move into the cabin with all my souvenirs of my daughter's life. Now I just have to wait until Officer Fernandez's daughter is over eighteen years of age. Then I'm going to kidnap her and turn her into my sex slave.

Over the next one and a half years, I obtain some extra items. I found a full head mask which has a voice changer included. The voice changer lowers my voice to a very deep voice.

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Two years after my daughter's death, I kidnap the cop's now 19 year old daughter walking home from her college campus three months after her nineteenth birthday. I grab her, put an ether soaked rag over her face and quickly place handcuffs on her with her hands behind her back. I put a black bag over her head to take her to the cabin. Once I've got her in the car, I also tie her legs together and put a ball gag in her mouth on the outside of the black bag. It's a long drive to the cabin from central California. I don't think anyone saw me.

When I arrive at the cabin, I throw her over my shoulder and carry her into the cabin. I carry her down into the dungeon, cut her clothes off, remove the handcuffs and the ties around her ankles and push her over to the bed. I then leave her. I cook her a meal and put my mask on. I then take it down to the dungeon and unlock the door. She is sitting on the bed with the top sheet around her. I put the meal on the table in there.

I walk over to her and remove the gag and the black bag from her head which she hasn't taken off yet. I yank the sheet off of her body and then pull her over to the table by her hair. She is apparently very hungry because she digs in. I explain that she is my personal sex slave now and she will be here until I get tired of her. I decide to not tell her what her father did to my daughter.

"You will call me Master from now on. If you behave you will not be hurt very much although you will be spanked a lot and fucked a lot. Get some rest tonight. You will have a rough day tomorrow."

She says, "Why are you doing this to me? You can't fuck me, I'm a virgin. My dad will come and kill you." I smack her across the face.

"Your dad is a piece of shit. You'd better start calling me Master, little bitch or your ass is going to be raw. I'm doing this because I want to; I need to. And I AM going to take your virginity and I'm also going to fuck your virgin asshole. From now on if you don't address me as Master, I'm going to beat your ass every time it happens and beat it hard. Get some rest, you are going to need it tomorrow. Your slave training will start tomorrow two hours after breakfast. By the way, you can blame that evil cop you call your father for everything that happens here."

I turn and walk out. I've got books and magazines for her to read, videos for her to watch and I can switch the satellite TV to her TV but not tonight. She won't get the satellite TV until she's been here about a month or so depending on her behavior.

I leave her there, lock the door and walk up the steps. I watch video feed from the dungeon for awhile but she just finishes eating and crawls in bed to sleep so I turn it off. I then go to take a shower and then hit the bed. It's a big day for me tomorrow also. My slave is pretty hot Latina. She's got good sized tits and a nice ass. She must be an athlete too because she's got a flat stomach and she's fairly muscular. I can't wait to make that hot ass nice a red and then pop that hymen. A butt plug is going in that ass the day after I take her maidenhead.

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I put the mask on and adjust it. I walk downstairs with her breakfast at 8am. She's still sleeping. "Get up bitch. Time for food and then some fun." She turns over and pulls the pillow over her head. I walk over to the implement board and get a leather strap which is about an inch and a half wide and three feet long. This should wake her lazy ass up. I yank the covers off and smack the first piece of skin I see which is her left butt cheek. She screams. I smack her again on the left thigh. She's out of bed like a shot.

I smile at her. "Next time I tell you to get up, will you do it?"

She looks at me with an angry look and says "Shit that hurt. What the fuck?"

I grab her by her hair and pull her back to the bed, sit and push her over my knees. Holding her down to my legs, I start to smack her ass hard. She starts to scream and squirm. I give her roughly twenty smacks on each butt cheek. She's screaming the whole time. After the forty hits, I release her and push her to the floor.

I stand over her with the strap and say "What the hell did I tell you last night, you stupid bitch??"

She looks up at me and says nothing. I raise the strap and hit her across the back with it. She screams again. I wait for her to talk. She says "Master, you said to call you Master."

"Very good, maybe you aren't so stupid after all. You will not talk unless I ask you something first. You will start each reply with the word "Master." Do you understand this?"

"Master, I understand."

"Very good, little slut. If you want to ask a question, you will say "Master, may I speak?"

"Master, I understand."

"Your breakfast is on the table. Go eat. In a little less than two hours, your slave lessons begin."

I walk out, lock the door and walk up the stairs. I watch her on the closed circuit TV and she is over at the table eating. When she finishes eating, she walks over to the bathroom and uses the toilet. She finds the new toothbrush and the toothpaste and brushes her teeth. She walks out of the bathroom and goes to make her bed. Well, isn't that nice.

An hour later, I walk back down the stairs and unlock the door. She's sitting on the bed. I tell her I'm proud of her for making her bed. She just looks at me.

I walk over to her and grab her hand. I pull her over to the spanking bench and push her over it. I tie her to the bench and walk over to get the flogger. I walk back over her and tell her I need to punish her before I do anything else. She says "What the fuck? Why?...Master?"

"Because I want to. Nice save at the end there but I told you not to talk unless you say "Master, may I speak?" I walk over and get a wood paddle. I rub her ass and then start to smack her ass cheeks with my hand. She starts to scream again so I start to hit her even harder. When I get to twenty hits, I pick up the paddle and start to hit her with that. She's screaming louder now. I give her ten more hits with the paddle and then reach for the flogger. I give her entire backside fifty hits. When I finish her ass is red and the rest of her backside is a nice shade of pink.

I put the implements back and walk back over to her. She's finally fairly quiet, just a few sniffles. "Master, may I speak?"

"Yes, slave, speak."

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"I told you before that everything that happens here is because of your father and the evil he has done."

"But what did he do?"

"You don't need to know that now. Just know that he hurt my family deeply and many other families so I'm hurting you."

"Oh, God!"

"I might let you know what he did later."

I bend down and begin to lick her pussy. She could use a shower but she's not real bad. After a minute, she's moaning. I'm rock hard now. My seven inches are pointing up in the air and throbbing. I continue to lick and suck her pussy. Once she's breathing very hard, I suck her clit into my mouth and begin to flick it with my tongue. In less than a minute, she's screaming again but from pleasure now. When she comes back down, I stand, walk around in front of her and pull her head up with her hair.

"Open that mouth, slut. And don't do anything stupid."

She opens her mouth and looks at my cock. "Meet the cock that is going to take your virginities."

I slip it into her mouth and say, "Lick it and suck it." She starts to lick it. She's very inexperienced. I let her lick and suck it for a couple of minutes, then pull out. I walk around her and begin to eat that pussy again. She's very juicy now. I guess she likes to suck cock. I bring her near another orgasm but don't let her cum. I stand up, slip a condom on and begin to shove into her unused pussy. She's moaning until I hit her maidenhead. I then back out a little and ram it in hard. She screams and I'm balls deep.

"You are no longer a virgin, little girl." I begin to pound into her. She still screaming but after a minute or so the scream has turned to a moan. I smile to myself. I start to play with her nipples. After a couple of minutes of that, I move my right hand under her and begin to rub her clit. Her clit is fairly big, roughly a half inch sticking out of her clitoral hood. As I'm rubbing her clit, her moan is getting louder. Five minutes later she screams again and that new pussy clamps down on me. Two minutes later, I pinch her clit and she screams again. I manage to last through that orgasm. The next orgasm is another story. Two minutes later she starts to cum again and I pinch that clit again. She screams again and her pussy really clamps down on me and is milking my hard-on. I begin to cum into the condom.

After we're both done, I pull out and walk to the bathroom to trash the condom and do a quick clean of my cock to remove some blood that got on it. I walk back to her and untie her. I help her up and tell her I'm proud of her. "So losing your virginity wasn't too bad, was it?"

"Master, it was painful at first but after that if felt wonderful. I loved the orgasms. My friends told me about orgasms but I've never had one before."

"You never masturbated?"

"Master, no, I never touched myself."

"Let's take a shower, my little slut. This is the typical day for you unless I get mad at you. Then I'll use you several times a day and maybe even beat your ass good several times a day."

We shower and wash each other. I clean her pussy out good. I tell her she didn't taste very good so I'm expecting her to clean her pussy twice a day before and after we fuck. After we are all clean, I dry her off and give her the towel to dry her hair. I grab another towel and dry myself.

I show her the hair dryer and other hair care products. She says "Master, thank you." I smile at her.

"Slave, you have the rest of the day off. Lunch will be served in one hour. You have plenty of books and magazines to read. There are also a selection of videos to watch if you want. All the videos and books are about being a sex slave. After you've been here for a month or so, I'll turn on the satellite feed to the TV down here. You will remain naked until I decide differently. Read the books and magazines and watch the videos. Once you are finished with them and understand your position as my sex slave, you'll have some entertainment to enjoy on TV. Later I'll get you some video games to play."

"Master, thank you. Sir, will I ever see my family again?"

"Yes, you will but not until I get tired of fucking you. Expect to spend the next couple of years here being fucked."

I walk out, lock the dungeon door and head upstairs. I remove that damn mask which is really hot inside, put my clothes on and start lunch. Half an hour later, I take her lunch to her with the mask back on. She's sitting on the bed reading a book. She gets up and walks over to the table and sits down. I leave her lunch on the table and leave again. An hour later, I put the mask on again and collect the plate and silverware.

She's reading on the bed again. She looks at me and then back at the book. The books are erotica especially those about slaves and masters.

I head out that afternoon and run down to Sunnyvale to buy some local newspapers. I want to find out what going on with the cops over the abduction.

I find they don't have many clues except they have a description of my car. I drive back to Oregon and when I get to Eugene, I take my car to a salvage yard and pay them to crush it. I watch as they turn it into a small cube. I then take a taxi to the nearest car dealership and buy a new car with cash.

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The following day after providing her ass and backside some punishment, I lube her ass and insert the first butt plug. It goes in fairly well when she finally relaxes her backdoor for me. Before I fuck her this time, I turn the vibrator inside the plug on and then plunge into her. She's soaked from the two orgasms I gave her with my lips and tongue. As I'm fucking her with that vibrator going, she has five hard orgasms before I cum into the condom. When I pull out this time, I remove the condom, walk around her, pull her head up and shove my wet cock into her mouth. "Clean it, my sex slave."

When she's finished, I grab the condom, tell her to open her mouth and I turn the condom inside out and put it into her mouth. I close it for her and tell her to suck the cum out of it. I pull the condom out and say, "Swallow your Master's cum, slut." She does but she's gagging and coughing. I laugh at her. "You'll get use to it. You are going to be eating a lot of my cum, little slut."

I untie her and we take a shower together. I tell her to leave the butt plug in until after lunch. I reach around and turn the vibrator off. She thanks me.