I kidnapped them away to a warehouse as soon as I was awake, panicking about fucking a heroine, worried at both girls, and wondering how a straight black-hair loving girl like me had ended up fucking to sleep two blonde girls with ample bosoms.
Taylor Gets Revenge
(Автор: DoggySou)
Alan sat on his desk, looking at the letter and thumb drive that was delivered to him in the mail. A smile crept on his face, then faded.
She's alive.
He took the thumbrive and plugged it into his laptop, then reread the letter sent to him.
'I know of your daughter's wherabouts. Here's some evidence.
signed, Anonymous'
The USB drive stopped uploading, and as he opened the file his heart sank. There were video files, thirty of them. Each was at least an hour long, some reaching into 5 hours of footage.
Emma had been gone for over a month, disappearing in early June. Alan Zoe and Anne spent over a month of waiting, hoping that she didn't die when the S9 attacked the Bay while they cowered in their homes. She was safe, but there was only one conclusion to the volume of footage that was here; Emma was kidnapped.
He closed his eyes for a second, took a breath and then clicked the first video.
* * *
Day 1: 1:20:34 June 10.
"Let me go! Let me go you fucking crazy bitch!"
Emma stood there, chained to something without a shred of clothing. From head to toe she was naked, but her lack of modesty didn't phase her at all. A figure in costume walked into view of the camera.
"I'm helping you, Emma. The Nine are hiring, and Burnscar's test is to kill someone you love the most. I'm protecting you. Shadow Stalker can't find you here."
Emma flinched at that mention.
"S-Shadow Stalker transfered, the PRT said so."
"No, she's actually he-"
"You know that's bullshit," Emma scoffed. "Fuck you."
There was a silence that filled the air, only emphasised with the rattling of the chains that bound Emma to a standing position. Suddenly, the air was filled with a laugh that was growing in volume. The costumed figure who's wavy brown hair flew out behind her mask laughed, and began clapping in applause.
"You got me. She's not a recruit and you aren't here for your own protection. In fact, Shadow Stalker's here right now with Regent. She ruined his favourite couch, apparently. Want to make a guess why you are here?"
"You were born ugly and wanted to see what rea-"
Emma reeled from the slap as much as she could.
"So I'm rig-"
Another, harder.
"That's why," the costumed figure said. "I want to hit you. I want to leave bruises on you. I want to make you cry out in pain, and if you ever manage to escape I want you to fear falling asleep for the fact that I will be there every night waiting for you to come back to me wherever you are, Emma."
The costumed figure turned to face the camera; Skitter. She moved away from the camera. A fuffling could be heard and Emma began to panic.
"W-what are those! What is that!"
"Thank you Atlas."
Skitter returned, holding a tupperware box. There was a small mass of insects inside.
"These are Bullet ants. They sting you and for the next twenty four hours you feel like you've been shot. They can sting as many times as I will them."
She opened the tupperware and the ants poured out, climbing onto Emma before resting on her breasts and mound. Emma tried her hardest to shake the ants off, but her chains were too tight for her to do so. She couldn't even close her legs.
"I'm going to torture you," Skitter announced quietly. "And I'll keep doing it because I'm a villain, and villains do villainous things."
Emma started screaming and thrashing wildly.
"Stop, stop! Please! Oh god! it hurts, stop it!"
"Hurts, doesn't it? That was one sting on your clit. I'll do it until they dry up unless you can apologize."
"I'm sorr-aah! Sorry! Please!"
Skitter walked over, picked up a book and chair and sat down, opening it. She then pulled off her mask, still facing away from the camera.
Emma looked even more terrified than she was when the bugs were pulled out.
"This book has a long list of things you did Emma," Skitter said as she flicked to the beginning. "Not just you but since you were the ringmaster, I thought it would be okay if you did the apologies for them while they are absent."
"Oh god," Emma muttered, trying to reach for her pussy. "Please... Don't."
"August the first, 2008. You broke all of my pencils, one by one."
Emma looked at Skitter in the eyes. "No, Ta-"
She didn't finish before she was bitten yet again.
"Fuck! I'm sorry! I'm sorry okay!"
"Say it like you fucking mean it!" roared the villainess in response.
The youngest daughter of the Barnes was silent.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"Breaking your... Breaking you pencils one by one. I'm sorry for that," Emma said softly, gasping for breath between sobs and hics.
Tears dripped off her chin from the pain.
"Good. Now, August the first, 2008. Sophia kicked my in the back of the leg. I had a bruise."
"I'm sorry for Sophia kicking you on the leg."
"August the First, 2008. Sophia shoved me against the stairway railing. I hurt my hand."
"I'm sorry that Sophia made you hurt your hand. Please, I'm sorry, I'll say I am so take them off."
Emma screamed out in pain again. The video continued for over an hour until the last five minutes where Skitter closed the book.
No. From where Taylor closed the book. That's where these attacks came from. Alan remembered that.
* * *
Day 4: 2:23:06 June 15
There was someone different in this video. A woman with red and green colouring.
A former ABB Goon.
Emma was tied to a post with rope, which told Alan that she was at least getting exercize but the ABB member had a knife to Emma's neck. The sound of his daughter pleading filled the air.
"Please no please please no..."
"Shut up or I'll cut you. I still didn't get to hear your choice."
The air was filled with a buzz. "Choice?"
Emma smirked. She was triumphant, even as a captive. A small part made Alan proud.
"It seems you have history. Tell me."
The asian woman panicked. "I'll cut her throat!"
"I don't care, I'll just replace her with you," the buzzing from Skitter's swarm coldly countered.
"Go on Yan, try it. Free me." Emma spat on Yan and she took a step back, growling at Emma.
"Emma, I didn't give you permission to speak. Apologize."
Alan realized who that Asian woman was at hearing her name. She was one of the attackers from all those years ago.
"I'm sorry for speaking, Skitter."
"Good. Now apologize to Yan for spitting on her."
Emma's smile fell instantly.
"Please, you can't be-"
Something stung Emma and she shrieked.
"I'm sorry Yan, I shouldn't have done so!"
Yan chuckled at that. She turned to see Taylor — Skitter come into view.
"Now, I'm of two minds here. I want to hear how you two met, and I want to punish both of you fittingly," Taylor said, a small swarm grabbing at Yan. She took a few steps towards Emma. "I won't kill you, but I'll bring you to hell and back if you hurt her without my permission."
The words sunk in. Without Taylor's permission. Emma's look of despair was the same as Alan's.
"Emma will tell me the story in detail." Taylor looked at Alan's daughter.
"Well, remember when you were at camp? W-well I was attacked when you were on the phone. They dragged me out and tried to rape me and cut me."
"Explain," Taylor said, making a motion as her head moved to Yan for a second. Yan visibly paled at that.
"They wanted to take me away, but changed their m-minds," Emma said, beginning to sob. "They decided to cut my face."
"They didn't."
"They wanted me to choose. Eye, both Ears, my nose or m-my mouth," Emma muttered, growing quiet. The bugs were becoming agitated.
"I don't need to hear the rest," Taylor said. Yan moved to attack but she was brought down nearly instantly by the villainess.
She took a moment to grab and wrestle the knife off of Yan, and moved her head to face Emma.
"Choose."
"Oh god," Emma muttered. "You can't be serious."
"Choose."
* * *
Day 13: 1:26:31 June 24
Skitter was n the chair with the book again.
"This is the last year, leading up to when I triggered. You ready for it?"
Emma was dead inside, no longer fighting. She just looked directly onto at the camera. Her hear was a mess, unwashed and unclean. Her skin was covered in bruises, and she had been carved at some point with 'Skitter', and it had healed in a way that wasn't coming out. She even had a couple tattoos on her body; 'Stupid girl', 'Mine' and 'backstabbing whore' were easy to read, even if Emma's skin was dirty.
"Yes, Mistress."
Skitter opened the book and Alan closed the file, skipping to the last one.
* * *
Day 30: 4:57:64 July 11
Emma was seated on a bed wearing nothing but tattoos, several rings on all of her genitals and a collar that was connected to something off screen by a golden chain. She simply sat facing the camera, smiling.
She had a new tattoo. Her forehead had 'Taylor's bitch' written in an elaborate font. Alan spared a glance at her collar and say that there was a nametag that had 'slut' engraved on it.
"So," the off-screen voice that was clearly Taylor's asked. "You want to say goodbye?"
Emma looked up at where Taylor must have been standing. "What, we can't make more videos?" she pouted. Alan noticed the glimmer of a peicing on her tongue, and clenched his fists. Taylor's ruined his daughter's body and mind.
"Nope, we just want to say goodbye," Taylor said happily.
"Hi dad!" Emma smiled while waving at the camera. If it wasn't for the tattoo, her state of undress and what context Alan was given, he's have sworn she was genuinely happy.
"Go on!" she urged.
"Well, um... You were a bad parent, and I made really stupid choices because I'm a dumb bitch. I'm glad Mistress was around though. She gave me a row and made me better. She says that if I don't make decisions I won't be so stupid anymore. Mistress is going to make all my choices from now on, like when to eat and what to wear."
"Don't wear anything by the way," Taylor cut in. Emma giggled.
"Yes, Mistress. If I end up making my own choices I might do something stupid and get people hurt, so I'm staying here."
Emma moved and showed off her hands. One had a Simurgh tattoo on it.
"She gave me this cause I'm an awful person who should be locked away. Bye dad!"
"Don't say bye yet!" Taylor snapped as she walked into view. She was naked too.
"Oh!" Emma gasped. "I'm sorry for being so stupid again, Mistress."
Taylor simply grabbed Emma's chain and wrestled her onto the bed as she shrieked and giggled. They maneuvered so that Taylor was facing the camera while sitting on Emma's face.
Taylor made a face and then looked down on Emma and scolded her. "Hey! Not yet."
"Mmphrry," mumbled Emma. Taylor smiled and looked down before looking back at the camera.
"Hey Alan, Your stupid daughter's doing fine right now," Taylor said, wiggling her crotch into Emma's face for emphasis. "She's going to spend a long life with me and she'll be happy for it, not fucking up every chance she gets. Anyway, I'm going to show you what I've been training her to do, if you wactched all the other vids. Do it." And with that Emma started licking, and Taylor moaned softly. She leaned back and began playing with Emma's rings before moving her other hand through Emma's red hair and grabbing it.
"Oh wow, that's great."
Emma reached up and grabbed Taylor's tits with both her hands, pulling on her nipples gently before flicking them. Taylor in turn stoped playing with Emma's nipple rings and leaned forwards to grab her hair in both of her hands. She began grinding her face into Emma's head on the bed.
"You know when she broke?" Taylor asked the camera, her voice heavy as Emma began moaning.
"When I carved my name into her stomach with Yan's knife. Yan's still around you see. I cut everything that Emma didn't pick, then I cut your precious little daughter's ears off because that's what she chose. Now she knows to never listen to anyone but me, because I'm the one with her ears."
Taylor gasped in orgasm, then paused for a moment, panting. She let go of Emma, and slowly got up. Alan looked on in horror as thin tendrils of fluid leaked from Taylor to Emma as Taylor got off the bed.
"Okay, now masturbate like you practiced."
"Yes, Mistress!"
Emma quickly got up and moved to face the camera. She quickly began rubbbing herself and as she did so she began speaking.
"I'm Emma Barnes, and I'm stupid. I can't do anything right at all. I couldn't keep a friendship right, cause I'm a stupid bitch. I'm so stupid the ABB didn't want to keep me as one of their sluts." Emma leaned forwards, panting.
She looked back at the camera.
"I'm so stupid I stole homework. I'm so stupid that I make stupid choices in friends. I'm so stupid I went out and tried to be a hero and cried when people got hurt. I'm so stupid I make everything worse for everyone."
Tears began to drip from her eyes. "I'm just a dumb bitch. I'm just stupid. I'm sorry I can't do anything right! It's not my fault I'm an idiot."
Her breath hitched and she stopped fondling herself.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! I didn't know what I was thinking! I'm just an idiot..."
Taylor came back into view again, this time wearing a strapon.
"It's alright," she cooed. "You aren't terrible at everything."
"I-I'm not?" Emma asked, glancing down at the dildo sticking out from Taylor's crotch.
Taylor simply grabbed Emma's collar and positioned herself behind his daughter, climbing onto the bed to face the camera.
"Nope. For instance; you haven't been fucked yet so I can't say you are terrible at that, and you give great head. Say bye to Mom and Dad, Emma."
Emma looked at the camera, and Taylor slid the dildo in. Emma's face contorted in pain for a moment before she smiled and began waving.
"Bye Mom, bye Dad!"
The remainder of the video was Taylor pounding Emma into orgasm in several different positions, showing off her new tattoos, carvings and piercings.
* * *
Alan sat there, unsure of what to do.
Taming The Bee
(Автор: CptTagon)
The driver pulled into the covered garage, and parked the car. As I got out of the back, he backed out and started driving back to my base. I would be getting a ride back from a different source. Now that I would be staying in one spot for more than half an hour, I started drawing all the bugs in range to me, nestling them on rooftops, and bringing them in through the drains. I walked in through the door, moving all my swarm to my favored places.
