The Date at the Library ..ABagOVicodin - The Fifth Master

[The_Fifth_Master]

Frank Brower sat in the white utility van down the street from the library. He turned off the windshield wipers. It had been spitting rain and now stopped. The view was perfect. He could look across the street and see the entrance.

It was Thursday. She was like clock work on Thursday night. She went to the library for research. He knew what she was doing. She was looking at the statute of limitation in the law section. How long did she have to hold that money before she could begin small purchases.

Taxes too. She'd be looking up tax codes. Where to stuff that money so it went unnoticed. She'd be looking at reporting casual investments with a payoff that would not call attention to her filing status. She could not tolerate an audit. She was smart. Smart and friendly. And she did a nasty little screw job on the naive.

But Frank was gonna change all that. He pressed send for the last time and closed the lap top. The lap top under the seat. It was show time.

He glanced to the back. The wire cage, the rings on the floor. The equipment he would need once he had her inside. All ready. He'd spent the last four years setting this up. Lots of time to blow thru the hate. He was not after payback.

It went beyond that. He was gonna break and own her. She was gonna be his bitch. She just didn't know it yet. But she would.

He put his hat on. A brim hat. The kind accountants wear. The clipboard he reached was brimming with subsidy and investment tax forms. Some Foreign investment forms and a few obscure ones on top for show. His hand on the cell phone on his hip. He set the time to ring in exactly 1 minute 27 seconds and put it back in the case on his belt.

It was exactly the amount of time it would take for him to walk across the street and reach the curb by the library entrance. It was a set up. He'd reach for the phone in front of her and lost the grip on the forms. Curiosity would do the rest.

All he needed was her to hold out her hand with the forms in them. One hand. And she would be his.

He stepped out of the van. No one around. No vehicles. The camera turned elsewhere. He'd made sure of that. His dark business suit and black shoes. He adjusted the tie and pulled the brim of the hat down. Keeping a shadow over his hazel eyes and covering his red hair.

He could see her standing at the entrance as he walked in that direction. Fifty seconds left to go.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

All of the precautions that had to be taken while you invested money, were things that made Rebecca growl. She was going to have to wait, nearly every day, if she didn't want to have any attention on her. She could deposit her money in a Swiss bank account, but the problem with that, was that she would have to have the money literally mailed out to her, if she wanted to make a purchase. She couldn't get a Swiss credit or debit card. She would be caught so quickly.

All Rebecca wanted to do was enjoy herself. Enjoy the money that she was making. But she already was cheating the government off of thousands of dollars in tax money, she couldn't buy a lot. Maybe a nice new pair of shoes, every day. Or a nice new pair of furniture. But her tastes, as usual, were always expensive.

Rebecca walked out of the library, being that she couldn't find a decent way to hide her money, that was within her own criteria. She pulled out her phone to make a call, but stopped when she saw a man walking towards the library. He seemed to be... waiting for something. However she jumped when she heard the sound of his phone, and him picking it up to answer it. He lost grip on the folder, and it went crashing to the ground.

Rebecca was dressed in a blood red dress, along with ruby earrings, ruby lipstick, and had her brown hair down, far enough to reach her back. Her brown eyes stared at the papers that were in front of her. What was this? These were papers to invest money into your company, though ways that were almost genius! She smiled, forgetting that they were someone else's papers as she kept absorbing all the ways. It was genius. She was fresh meat for the man. It was his chance.

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

Her hand was out toward him. He noticed those brown eyes couldn’t help but keep staring at the documents. He stepped to her with a smile. His hand brought the cuff to snap neatly around one wrist.

“Federal Agent, you’re under arrest for embezzlement and forgery,” Frank said like he’d heard it, like it had haunted him for five years.

His voice deep with the blood that pumped thru his veins when he saw her in that hot little cherry outfit. Even now. He hated himself for even thinking he had tender feeling for her after what she did to him.

He came around her back and cuffed her other hand behind her. “Come along quietly Miss, and we’ll get this sorted out at the district office.”

He didn’t miss collecting both her and his things. Shoved them in one hand as he moved her forward.

“We’re going to that white observation van.” He told her. “Just keep walking and I’ll read you your Miranda once inside. My supervisor is waiting for us around the back.”

That’s how it happened to him. She could get a nice taste of it. But for her the courts weren’t going to convict her. There would be no trial. She was guilty and all that was left was punishment. Lots and lots of punishment. He was about to ensure that her hell on earth had just begun.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

This was grand! She was able to invest her money in Chinese stock marketing! The dollar was becoming ever more valuable in China, so that was a perfect investment opportunity! Rebecca smiled as she absorbed how to invest it, but before she could do anything else, she felt a handcuff slap around her wrist. "Wait... What?" She asked, and she turned towards the man that was using the handcuffs on her. She then looked down. They found out... But... How? How did they know that she had done such things? The only one that knew was that one boss of that company, that she managed to take over. She moved along with the man, until they got to the van. She sat down on the bumper of the van and sighed. Many years in prison were waiting for her. However that was probably better then what his man had in store for her.

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

Frank kept her moving. She seemed stunned, not looking. He guided her to the back of the van and she sat neatly on the bumper. It was a double door access. The right one was unlocked. He turned the handle and it opened.

But that wasn't going to be enough and he knew it. She wasn't just going to step into the van when she got a look inside it. Not with the cage and the rings. Not with restraints and duct tape. Not with the tools he had waiting. One good look and she'd scream to holy hell.

Frank had taken out the light bulb. He'd park in the shadows away from the street light so the buildings caste a shadow. Everything inside was within his reach and he'd rehearsed it enough there's be no hesitation. It was all part of the plan.

Her sitting like she was on the bumper was part of the plan.

He pulled his hand back to his shoulder like a wind up pitch. He cleared his throat and spoke in a low commanding tone.

Then and only then did he snap that arm out. His open hand meant to strike across her face. Right across her cheek unkindly. Hard. Enough to turn her head. Enough to stun her. Enough to get her staggering with her hands behind her back.

He was ready to grab her and toss her in the back of the van. The back of the double insulated van. The van with it's own music that muted screams and such noises. Where he could take his time chaining her down and opening her dress.

Tearing it slowly, while she watched. Then he'd rape her. That was part of the plan too. One of the best parts of the capture.

And it was only the beginning. All she had to do was move off that bumper.

"Come along." And he and waited for her to move.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Rebecca looked at the bumper and she felt a shiver go down her spine when she realized that this was what she was going to be thrown into. She was going to be thrown into this van, to go to jail. What a horrible way to enjoy life. Rotting in a cell just because of some stupid mistakes. Rebecca turned to Frank. "I can explain..." She said, although she really couldn't. All of the things that she did, was enough to get her jail time for 60 years, at least. "I... It will take some time, but I-" That was when she was broken off by his hand thrusting towards her face. The palm collided with her nose, and she bent her head and body to the left, putting her one hand onto her face to try to soothe the pain, and the other hand behind her, resting at her waist. She felt tears go to her eyes from the pain, and that was when the doors to the van opened. Her eyes widened, and she was tossed inside. She choked, "Police Brutality!" She yelled out. "That was uncalled for!"

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

Frank wanted to enjoy that moment. The look on her face when he connected. The look after. Stunned. Confused. The tears in her eyes. The pain. Especially the pain. And he would, just not right now.

Right now he had to get her settled and restrained in the van. He could take his time later to watch her reactions from the comfort of his rocking chair. There was always the repeat and pause button on his remote.

Frank jumped in after her, slamming and locking the van door behind him. With infinite attention to detail he dropped the documents in a self locking drawer. He tossed the hat and suite jacket and rolled her to her belly.

"Police brutality?" Frank chuckled in a dark way. "I haven't even begun to get brutal. But don't worry I will."

Her hands still cuffed behind her back, he knelt between her legs as she lay flat on her belly.

He had the pinch collar in his hand. His other hand in her hair as he slipped it on her neck. It had tangs that curved inward against the neck, 360 degrees of sharp points meant to dig into the skin to get someone's attention. Uncompromising. Relentless. Merciless.

"Hold still or it's gonna hurt." and he hoped she'd struggle. He wanted to hear her cry out in pain again.

He insured the pinch collar was snug and high on her neck.

"Let me know if this hurt," He instructed coldly and gave the ring that forced the tangs into her neck a healthy tug.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

No crap she was going to struggle with this collar! She was going to struggle every step of the way. She was not going to let this man do whatever she wanted to him. She had plans! And it was quite obvious now, that government officials do not have an uncomfortable collar that they put on their prisoners. And government officials don't beat the crap out of their arrested people, as far as she knew. She struggled as he put the collar on her, and her neck pushed against one of the sharp points in the collar. She let out another cry of pain, and she felt her fist clench, to try to throw the pain somewhere else. She tried to stand up, tried to throw herself at the man to try to beat him up. Her hand raised, and was about to be brought down, when he pulled on the ring. Her hands shot to her throat, and she struggled with pulling the collar loose. The points hurt. They kept pushing into her neck, feeling like it was close to drawing blood, if they pushed any more in.

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

Frank could not have asked for anything better if he had sent her a letter and asked that she include fighting him when she was first taken.

His groin ached with arousal as he would up to hit her with the flat of his hand across her face.

"Rough! You want rough?" Frank growled. "I Got rough. I got years of it waiting for your dumb ass."

"Let me give you a little rough," He growled.

Frank balled his fist and swung to give her a gut shot. It was hard enough to tear the wind out of her lungs but not hard enough to damage anything. Not yet. He'd break bones later but not yet.

He wanted her to crumble. To lay in a ball like he did. To lay gasping for breath.

Then he was gonna tie her spread eagle, tear that pretty red number off her and rape her. And enjoy every minute.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Rebecca thought that she would be able to get out of this van, but Frank had so many leads on her, so many ways to make her squeal and come back to him, that she was really a lost cause. The lower people that used to respond to her, would find another president, and she would be forgotten after a year or two. The slap caused her head to jerk back and she turned her body along with it, putting her right hand over her tearing face. She felt another punch in her stomach, and she fell onto her hands and knees in front of the man, her head touching his crotch. "I didn't do anything for this... Let me go." She begged, her right hand over her stomach while she tried to get her air back. She was slowly crumbling. There was no reason for any of this to happen. And yet, she was crumbling along with this man's abuse. There wasn't much more she could take, before she would just be a doll, unmoving while Frank raped her.

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

His cock was springing against his zipper. He couldn't remember ever being so hard. Her tears were a turn on. Kneeling at his feet was a god damn turn on. Looking down at her he almost told her to kiss his cock thru his trousers but that would come later when she was broke to his hand.

Right now was time to enjoy beating her up to put her in her place. Let her know he meant business and wasn't taking any of her shit. Make her afraid. Make her very damn afraid of everything about him. Including his voice.

He reached down and took a handful of hair at the back of her head. With a fist full of her hair he pulling her face from his trousers.

His other hand came down again. A fist to catch her on the cheek. To turn her head again. To stun her.

"Oh, you earned everything you're gonna get," Frank growled and kicked her side hard enough to knock her to the floor of the van.

"Get on your back cunt!" He barked. "Move!"

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Rebecca was staring at the denim trousers that this man wore while she was on her knees in front of the man. It was embarrassing, and she wished that she wasn't in this own situation. That she didn't have to deal with this sadistic man. The man took ahold of her hair and let out a scream of pain when he pulled her back from his trousers. "Ouch!" She yelled out, ad she then felt the fist hit her in the cheek, causing a white hot sensation. She fell backwards from the fist and she put her hands over her face, tears falling out of her eyes once more. She was already on her back from the punch, but she raised her legs and crossed them, blocking her underwear from view, and she placed her arms over her breasts. "Stay away!" She yelled, and she closed her eyes. "Go away!"

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

His hands went to his waist. In a moment he had his belt double folded in his hands. He was aiming. The first strike was meant for her panties.

"Filthy slut!" He growled.

His eyes glowed hotly as he struck down on that panties that protected her pussy several times. He watched Rebecca try to defend herself. But he didn't give her any time to do anything. He was slamming that belt down on her breasts and forearms. He whacked her hips then hit the other. He was merciless and laughed when her skin began to welt.

He beat her until she was thrashing and begging him to stop. Only then was he gonna drop on his knees and rape her. Once he'd beaten her black and blue with the belt.

"Open your legs Bitch or I'll really beat you !"

 

[ABagOVicodin]

The first hit of the belt had Rebecca's hands over her pussy, the skin above it turning red as she tried to rub the pain out. But that was not working. She heard him insult her again, and there was another white hot sting of the belt on her hands, many times since she was protecting her womanhood. However as they hit her breasts and forearms, she wasn't able to protect those. She let out cry after painful cry from every bash of the belt, and she turned around to try to protect all her sensitive spots. "Please stop!" She yelled out, crying and twitching from the pain.

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

He was enjoying her cries of pain. He was enjoying her failed efforts to protect her soft body part. He was enjoying beating the hell out of her.

He wanted her pussy and breasts to swell and throb with pain. Her in pain. Her finally getting back some of what he had been given. Retribution. Punishment. She deserved it all and more.

He was gonna makes sure she got everything coming to her. He watched her turn around. It looked like she was trying to protect her breasts and cunt from the strikes of the belt.

Maybe she was. But what she did was offer him her ass and cunt. Her back exposed. Her ass vulnerable. She was face down.

He knelt down between her legs. Unzipped his trousers. His hands at her hips on that red dress. He wanted to hold her in place.

Push the dress up enough to slide his hot ready cock into that misbehaving cunt. He lifted her hips up so she was in the right position.

"Dirty Cunt!!" He growled.

He was ready to lunge, wanting to shove his cock deep in her thieving lying pussy.

He wanted to rape her. He wanted to hear her scream.

"Beg me!" He barked, "Tell me you'll do anything I want!"

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Rebecca let out another howl as she continued to cry, the trauma of what he was doing causing her to cry so hard. Her eyes were becoming red and her body was swelling up from the hits of the belt, but only in the parts where she was hit. When he got on top of her, she was able to see the hard member, that was going to be destroying her insides. It looked so much harder then any other cock that she fucked. That cock was scary. She let out another howl and she grabbed at the side of the truck. "I'll do anything you want, please don't do it!" She replied, trying to close her legs. "Please don't do it! Don't rape me!"

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

She was beautiful. The welts on her body raised and screaming cherry red. Even the print of his hand on her face had welted. It matched the bite of the belt he lathered her with every time she moved.

Her hands at the shelving leg. Could it be any better.

His hands on her thighs. He squeezed down hard on the inner part that was so sensitive. He clamp one hand and pushed her legs wide open.

"Open that cunt, bitch!" He growled.

But he didn't wait. His shaft a steep pipe. He pressed the engorged head at her tight slit. Resting there for now as he adjusted.

He was going to pulled her cunt down on his cock while he lunged into her. Forcing her to take his full length as his large girth opened her inner wall like ripping down a small hole until it was almost the size of his four fingers.

He waited for her reaction and grinned in pleasure knowing in seconds he was going to do just that.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Rebecca let out a scream as the man had opened her legs, and she shook her head a few times, trying to close the legs and the pussy that only a few people had managed to enter. One of her ex boyfriends (who took her virginity along with it), her ex husband, and her current lover, the secretary for her. As he pushed his cock against her pussy, she felt her toes clench, her fists clench, and she put her hands over her breasts. "Just get it overwith, you heartless ass." She said, as she waited for the well hung man to puncture her, and start to rape her.

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

His cock throbbing with excitement as he opened her wider and gripes her thighs hard to keep her open. Her flesh was hot to the touch where the belt connected.

Without so much as a reply he shoves his engorged cock head inside her. He groans in pleasure as he lunged into her. His thrust deep and full. Slamming into her. Assaulting her inner walls forcing her to take all of him. He grinds into her. Not caring if she screams in pain. Not caring if she want more, not caring if he tears her.

She is so tight she's peels his foreskin back fully. Jolts of sensation shoot thru every nerve in his body.

God damn she felt good! Frank thought as he began to pound her cunt hard and fast. The friction with each thrust had him grunting and cursing in pleasure.

He reached for her hands covering her breasts. Those had to get put someplace else while he chew those nipples. The duct tape was close.

He was gonna get both wrist in one of his hands and duct tape them to the chain of the floor. Her breasts helpless and begging for his attention he was going to suck and chew each one while he fucked her hard the first time.

Nipple rings. Every bitch needs them. Right after he got her to her new home. Right after he fucked her real hard. Right after he beat her again for mouthing off.

Yeah she was right, he was a heartless ass hole, thanks to her.

"Feels good huh, cunt?" Frank growled as he pumped into her. "Lift those hips bitch or I'll beat you with that belt again!!"

 

[ABagOVicodin]

She screamed the moment that his cock had punctured her. She wasn't a virgin, but she was not used to a cock that was so hard and long. The few coworkers that she had fucked, had slightly small penises. But this man was hung like a tree, he was so painful to thrust in and out. Especially when he was thrusting in a completely dry pussy. It felt so horrible, to have him fucking her. "Stop!" She yelled out, tears falling onto the van floor as he continued to rape her. She lifted her hips as she was instructed, but she was ready to start clenching up everything, so that he wouldn't be able to thrust inside of her, or thrust inside of any hole. She then stopped moving, letting him have her fun but she was not going to scream. She was done giving him pleasure from her pain.

 

[The_Fifth_Master]

He was hammering into her. Suddenly she stopped moving. Stopped lifting. He grinned. His mouth descended on her nipple and he bit her. Hard. Hard enough to get her moving. Hard enough to hear her scream. Hard enough to mark his teeth prints on her dark flesh without breaking skin. But he thought for sure he'd come close.

He kept slamming into her like he owned her cause he did. His bloated balls against her ass cheeks. Fucking her hard and dry.

His hand on that belt. He slapped her ass as he pounded into her. He was so close. He gripped her other breast hard and squeezed. He was bellowing in triumph as his legs tensed. Each thrust thrashing her clit and stoving into her cunt.

His pulse racing. Him hitting her with the belt. Cursing and grunting at her nonstop.

Until he shuddered. His body jerked and he pinned her ass to the floor as he sprayed thick man seed deep into her tight cunt.

He coated inside that cunt and then he pulled out and gave her a shot on her breasts so she knew he owned her.

He had the duct tape in hand and pulling out more of it just for her. That long ride home.

"Lets get you comfy," He said going for her wrists to really tape them together.

"You're pussy ain't shaved. You every hear of Brazillian? Well, I'm not gonna use that jelly. I'm gonna use duct tape and a dull razor. What don't pull off gets cut off. Whatever's left gets tweezered out. One cunt hair at a time.