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BloodRedRomeo
Supernova
- Joined
- Oct 11, 2017
Noah White had turned a new leaf. The man had lead a life that would make most criminals fear. He had done things; terrible things, in the name of profit. And this wasn’t pennies. The man’s personal wealth was incredible, and that wasn’t even counting the vast number of investments he had. Money wasn’t going to be an issue for the rest of his life. He could burn dollar bills instead of firewood for the rest of his life and still live comfortably.
What had he done that allowed such an extravagant lifestyle? He could break people. Women, actually. It started in high school. He had always been handsome and had gotten himself a pretty girlfriend. But he found himself becoming bored rather quickly. So he decided to push it. Every limit she had, he would violate. Abuse, punishments, insults, he did everything he could. It was crude and messy, but it worked. She was thoroughly broken by him. But that wasn’t when he became a criminal. That was when he happened to make a connection with a crime boss almost by accident. Within a month, he had sold his girlfriend to him as a modern day sex slave.
Turns out a well trained slave went for a lot, and Noah found his calling. For years, he trained women. They came to him through various ways. Kidnappings, debts, even a few daughters. He broke them all and got paid absurd amounts of money for doing so.
But now things were different. He was forty-eight this year and was now retired. Well, professionally. He had finished up all of his work, cleared up outstanding debts and favors, effectively cutting ties with the criminal world. He still had his connections he could use whenever he wanted, but they couldn’t use him. So he was able to return to the life of a law-abiding citizen.
It was hell.
Turns out when your only skill is turning women into obedient slaves, a normal career is out of the question. Hobbies got boring when they were all you could do. And dating. Dating was the worst. He tried it a few times, thinking he might get something from it, but it was impossible. He was expected to take these women out, pay for their meal, and listen to them complain about their problems. He was like a therapist who failed to understand capitalism. And the sex was dull and boring. Honestly, it just wasn’t worth it. Only two months out of the crime world and he was ready to kill someone just for some excitement. So that’s when he decided to end his brief stint in the purgatory known as being a good person. If he was already going to Hell, he’d make sure to make sure he was goddamn legend when he got there.
Thus began Noah’s project. He bought a new house on a large plot of land, away from any prying eyes or nosey neighbors. It was just outside the city, his hunting grounds. And it had been equipped with everything he needed. All the tools and resources from his previous life, but upgraded to be the best possible. It was a mansion of three floors with bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchen, dining room, library, game room, office, a pool and a pool house, everything one could want. Even a solar farm that would power his house. It also has an extensive underground section with training rooms, cells, torture chambers, and places to store his tools. There were also other necessary facilities down there as well. It was also completely soundproof and a perfectly hidden entrance. If someone went down there, they wouldn’t be coming up there unless he allowed it. The entire place was decorated with expensive furniture and beautiful art. Indeed, it was the true home the devious criminal with a bottomless bank account.
His castle was almost complete, but it was missing one crucial thing. For years, Noah had broken women for other men. He had sold them the best slaves in the world, but he never had one himself. Now, he would change that. He would build himself a harem of slaves, creating a true paradise for himself.
Now all that was left was to find the women. Capturing them wouldn’t be a problem. He had experience taking women against their will. He could flirt, convince them to come out for coffee, and then steal them away to his new home. With everything ready, he climbed into one of his several cars, driving away into the city to find his first victim.
The hunter was on the prowl.
What had he done that allowed such an extravagant lifestyle? He could break people. Women, actually. It started in high school. He had always been handsome and had gotten himself a pretty girlfriend. But he found himself becoming bored rather quickly. So he decided to push it. Every limit she had, he would violate. Abuse, punishments, insults, he did everything he could. It was crude and messy, but it worked. She was thoroughly broken by him. But that wasn’t when he became a criminal. That was when he happened to make a connection with a crime boss almost by accident. Within a month, he had sold his girlfriend to him as a modern day sex slave.
Turns out a well trained slave went for a lot, and Noah found his calling. For years, he trained women. They came to him through various ways. Kidnappings, debts, even a few daughters. He broke them all and got paid absurd amounts of money for doing so.
But now things were different. He was forty-eight this year and was now retired. Well, professionally. He had finished up all of his work, cleared up outstanding debts and favors, effectively cutting ties with the criminal world. He still had his connections he could use whenever he wanted, but they couldn’t use him. So he was able to return to the life of a law-abiding citizen.
It was hell.
Turns out when your only skill is turning women into obedient slaves, a normal career is out of the question. Hobbies got boring when they were all you could do. And dating. Dating was the worst. He tried it a few times, thinking he might get something from it, but it was impossible. He was expected to take these women out, pay for their meal, and listen to them complain about their problems. He was like a therapist who failed to understand capitalism. And the sex was dull and boring. Honestly, it just wasn’t worth it. Only two months out of the crime world and he was ready to kill someone just for some excitement. So that’s when he decided to end his brief stint in the purgatory known as being a good person. If he was already going to Hell, he’d make sure to make sure he was goddamn legend when he got there.
Thus began Noah’s project. He bought a new house on a large plot of land, away from any prying eyes or nosey neighbors. It was just outside the city, his hunting grounds. And it had been equipped with everything he needed. All the tools and resources from his previous life, but upgraded to be the best possible. It was a mansion of three floors with bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchen, dining room, library, game room, office, a pool and a pool house, everything one could want. Even a solar farm that would power his house. It also has an extensive underground section with training rooms, cells, torture chambers, and places to store his tools. There were also other necessary facilities down there as well. It was also completely soundproof and a perfectly hidden entrance. If someone went down there, they wouldn’t be coming up there unless he allowed it. The entire place was decorated with expensive furniture and beautiful art. Indeed, it was the true home the devious criminal with a bottomless bank account.
His castle was almost complete, but it was missing one crucial thing. For years, Noah had broken women for other men. He had sold them the best slaves in the world, but he never had one himself. Now, he would change that. He would build himself a harem of slaves, creating a true paradise for himself.
Now all that was left was to find the women. Capturing them wouldn’t be a problem. He had experience taking women against their will. He could flirt, convince them to come out for coffee, and then steal them away to his new home. With everything ready, he climbed into one of his several cars, driving away into the city to find his first victim.
The hunter was on the prowl.
