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Twisted Fun for a Socialite (Madis X Khaos)

Madis

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May 13, 2012
Location
Eldorado, AR
The year was 3550 and earth had become a strange place, after the third world war in 2050 most of the world's major cities had been reduced to rubble or significantly destroyed. Most nations had been left in complete shambles and their governments on the brink of collapse. This caused some of the world's once great governments to lean on corporations giving them even greater control. It took centuries and a period known as the corporate wars for the world to stabilize. Then came the portals and Earth began to merge with a world of fantasy causing further splits in nations.

By the year 3000 national lines had changed drastically with the rise of new nations carved from old ones. Humans had to also learn to live alongside the likes of elves, dwarfs and all manner of fantasy races. And to make matters worse most people had been forced to move and live in mega cities as most of the land had become a waste land where the rule of crime was law. But even that was the past and if there was one thing that Vex Whitlock cared little about was history, All that mattered to the twisted and slightly deranged man was his work and bettering himself at his chosen profession.

Stepping off the boat and on to the dock of New Brooklyn Vex took one last puff of his cigarette and throwing it down he stomped it out. As he made his way down the dock the rain pouring down on him his phone rang and without seeing who it was he answered it. “Yes I just arrived… No I have a place set up...Do not worry I have fixed it so there is no chance someone will figure out….No they will never find her now this is your last chance to back out after I hang up the deal is made and your daughter is mine… Your one cold hearted man now just make sure you bury that phone deep or have it destroyed i will make sure to cover my racks on my end. And Don't worry when I am through with her if I chose to let her live none will not it was her if they saw her. Have a good day Sir”

Hanging up the phone the man grinned and made his way to his base of operations and got what he needed for the catch and made his way where he knew the first of what he hoped would be many new playthings.
 
Ana Clinsom was a twenty-year old girl who belonged to one the new wealthy families that had risen from the ashes of who were once known as politicians. Politics were no longer necessary in this world though, so most people had started gathering riches in a slightly different way. Mostly using not so legal means that, on the other hand, were no longer considered illegal anymore. What nowadays people did have was a quite cocky and prideful attitude. The entirety of the world had seemed to go back to an almost too ancient way of thinking. Children were parents' property, men were in charge in most cases and, more often than not, women were set to marry with someone by their parents. Especially for those who belonged to such wealthy types of families.

After all, since children were often seen as nothing but property, even by their own parents, a woman was of no use unless she could forge a marriage with the heir of a family that posed some sort of advantage to her own family. Likewise, men were useless unless they knew how to behave and could take care of the many duties men were said to have. That had been the case of Ana. She had almost been forced to marry the son of one of his father's many business partners. However, she had flat out refused the offer. Causing a scene even and calling her supposed husband a "filthy pile of stinky shit" in front of everyone else. She had been severely punished after that, but regardless of what kind of punishment he could think of, hardly anything would help her father forget about all the humiliation he had suffered thanks to that feisty daughter of his.

As a result, Vex's services had been hired. The man seemed rather firm over the phone, Ana's father stating he didn't care what the man did with her, as long as she ceased being a problem. After that, the money was sent to a fitting bank account and he dropped the phone, burning it in a place where no one would ever find it and, thus, getting rid of any sort of evidence. Meanwhile, Ana was waiting for her father in front of a shop in one of the many shady alleyways the city had. She wasn't particularly afraid of that, even if the people passing now by her didn't exactly seem like good-natured folks. But, it did catch her attention the fact her father had chosen such an...improper place for them to meet that day. She knew she was still grounded for what she had done, but still...

"Dad? Why aren't you picking up the phone?!" Ana exclaimed in an exasperated manner after the third attempt to reach her father ended up in a failure. She then simply withdrew the small device within the small purse she was wearing, along with a quite sexy red dress, a pair of dark stockings that reached her knees, as well as a pair of bright red high heeled boots. She simply pouted as she glanced at both sides of the street, tapping her right foot against the floor as she folded her arms over her chest. Wondering too why her father had given her such clear instructions about what outfit should she be wearing for their meeting. He probably wanted her to meet another suitor anyways, or so she concluded. Unware the clothes in question were probably an unexpected gift for the man she was about to meet...
 
Vex spotted his target and smiled. He had told the driver of the nondescript black van he had bought stop and let him out a couple of blocks past her and then told them to come back around to where the woman was standing. Then checking he had the knife in his pocket and his way down the street. As he came to the young socialite he looked at her and then stopped and gave her a smile. “Excuse me Miss i'm sorry to bother you but you look just like the young lady my daughter oh what was her name” As he spoke he walked around behind her as if he was checking her out and then without warning he wrapped one arm around her neck choking her enough to keep her from screaming and jabbed his knife in to her side just enough for it to hurt but not break skin.

“Oh Yes Ana Clison right where your daddy said you would be, lucky me indeed. Now Listen very carefully bitch You did something that caused daddy problems. So now I get to have you. Now when the ride gets here I'm going to put you in and where going to play a little game called cut the pretty clothes off the slut. Now when your airway pens you can scream all you want but it won't matter I chose this spot because I know the riff raff in this area do not report shit and since daddy hired me it will be days before people get the cops involved.”

It was at this moment the van pulled up and the side door opened. “Oh looks like your ride is here now let's go slut” He then shoved her in hitting the back of her head with the knife handle as he did to stun her slightly. Once he was inside he closed the door and the van sped off. In the back Vex turned his new play thing over and grinned at her and taking the knife he held it to her throat for a moment leaving a thin red mark before cutting down the middle of her dress. He then roughly grasped one her breast and gave it a firm squeeze. “So tell me slut are they real or fake does not matter really but I want to know if you will tell the truth or lie”
 
Ana did notice the shady looking man approaching her from not too far away and tilted her head. Her muscles tensed up right away as she turned around a bit, hoping she was just imagining things and the guy just walked past her. Yes, he was somewhat handsome, but still...for an older guy like him to be walking around that, pretty much, deserted area at that moment...it was simply too much of a coincidence. And, as if to show her just how right her guesses were, the man showed his true colors even before she could respond to him. Before she even had the chance to run away or step back, she felt that overly tight grip around her exposed neck. Tight enough to suffocate her already as she raised both hands, gripping that man wrapped around her neck as she tried her best to shove him away.

Yet, far from that, her situation did nothing but get even worse as she then could feel the sharp touch of the tip of that blade of his pressing tightly against her skin. "Hmmm!" She simply let out a muffled groan as her whole body flinched. Cold sweat running down her forehead as she shook faintly her head, eyes trembling as nothing but pure fear and horror spread in her face. "Y-You...dad...there's no way dad would do this to me! L-Let me go, you sick old man!" She screamed but didn't dare to move much. The constant threat of that knife tightly pressed against her body, barely covered with the thin layer of the clothes she was wearing, remained present in her mind. Barely a couple of minutes later, a van appeared in front of them and stopped all of the sudden.

The blonde woman gasping and grunting again as she was shoved inside, a blunt pain spreading from the back of her head as she held her forehead, feeling somewhat dizzy while stumbling inside and falling on the floor. It took her a few moments to fully notice what was going on, still somewhat dizzy from the sudden hit, as an even louder whimper echoed through the whole vehicle when her throat was slit. Bright red blood falling down the shallow cut as her dress followed next. The bright red bra and equally red thong she had been wearing beneath said satin dress now fully exposed for Vex to stare at, for as long as he wanted. "I-If I tell you...will you let me go? I just...want to go home, please! I won't tell anyone so..let me go, okay?" Ana finally tried convincing her mysterious captor while tears started welling in her eyes., hands wrapping around her chest as she tried to cover her overly exposed, and almost entirely naked, figure in some way.​
 
Vex gave the pathetic and sniveling rich cunt a very malicious smile as she tried to beg him to let her go. This was one of his favorite parts when it came to breaking a rich woman. Listening to them beg promising this or that. The fun part was in most cases he was being paid a lot of money to make the woman disappear. Of course there were some he did out of the sheer fact he was a twisted a demented man. But in the case of the very lovely Ana it was more money then he had ever been and he was going to make sure she never popped back into high society. Well at least not as Ana Clison, in reading over her background he figured she would make for a good apprentice and partner. But she would have to be broken first, a trial by fire and one that would leave her scarred mentally and physically.

Slipping the knife in it is casing on his belt he grabbed the terrified woman's arms and holding them in one hand he reached up and grabbing some shakes he had instilled hanging from the ceiling of the van he placed her wrist in the m clamping them in so tightly that the jagged edges of the specially made shakels dug deep into her wrist. With her wrist secured and the van now driving around the city he took the knife back out and began cutting the arms of the dress so she would be left in just her bra and panties.

“First rule bitch, you are now mine what I say goes, I tell you to jump, you ask how high, I tell you to eat off the floor you do it. Second rule, you are nothing you own nothing you deserve nothing except what I provide for you. Third rule you will not be lazy when I am not using your body or torturing you then you will work. You will do whatever task I assign and complete it even if you are dead tired. Finally until such time as I deem you worthy you are henceforth Bitch One you want to earn your name back then follow the rules' ' As he finished speaking he admired the woman's body and then backhanded her across the face hard. “Do you understand Bitch One?”
 
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