50 Breaking Carol (1/2)
When Carol passed out, the man couldn't help himself but let his happiness out. With the sleeping prey helpless on the predator's lap, it felt as if the darkness of the world laughed along with him. He very well expects that she will not be an easy target. He knew that Carol is smart, outstanding kind of lass and that she can see right through people's bullshit. That's a part of her job, after all, and she managed to utilize that perk of hers rather well. That's why the ghastliness of the man's laughter wouldn't seem to cease anytime soon, for Carol danced through his plans easier than he expected.
Prince charming threw all his anxiety away as he carries the light body of sleeping beauty to his castle. Thus, the bed will be very busy again soon.
The man chained Carol's body like a weakened circus pet caged on a metallic cube encasement. Everywhere within his mobile home were riddled with images of his dead victims plastered all over the walls. The man peered through the pictures of his young prey while he plowed the insides of Carol mercilessly with his magnum dong.
At the first week, the man decided to take it easy and take care of Carol whilst keeping her gagged, chained, bound, and slightly sedated. Her body is stretched out using chains on each of her limbs. A position like this formed her stretched body into that of an X shape as she occupied the entirety of the man's bed. As a way of assurance that the man meant well, he did not sleep on his bed for two days, he didn't even touch Carol, and that meant he didn't feed her either. For two days straight, the man did not give Carol the liberty to move, speak, leave, eat, or drink. To top it all off, The man would occasionally give Carol aphrodisiac drugs about three times a day on her arm. The man also did not allow her to wear clothes. Thus, in the entirety of her stay in his mobile home, she remained naked, shamed, and cold. In addition to all these mental strain he's giving Carol, the man is even pushing her further into the edge. To do so, he disallowed her to use the toilet even if the poor innocent lady begged for it. Thus, the bed remained covered in... well, piss, cum, and shit. I know I am expected to dial-up my tone on these word choices, but it is paramount for me to be as straightforward as I can in describing what had happened on this van and this woman.
You see, the objective of this man in doing this is to make Carol feel helpless and scared. Now, we can argue all day long as to why he did this to Carol, although he hadn't done any of these straining torture to his other victims. However, I refuse to be a part of such a dialogue, for that would just be a waste of time. What I'm trying to point out here is that the man is more than willing to work with people regardless of how unsanitary they might seem. Also, the man is even willing and not at all reluctant to perform harrowing things to people if push comes to shove. Some of us do not have the same stomach as Subject 1, and to be quite honest, that indifference of his in seeing graphic sceneries of people suffering from their excrement is something lacking in the Organization at present. This means that Subject 1 is perfect, not only on the prospect of being the face of our group, but he's also capable as a leader that can handle backdoor deals. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.
Back on track, the man started feeding Carol in her third day chained on the man's bed. The poor innocent lady felt afraid, tired, humiliated, hungry, and thirsty. Among all those complaints that she had, she's also feeling extremely horny after receiving nine shots of aphrodisiac drugs through the syringes. Soon, instead of food, Carol started begging the man to scratch the itch lurking within the deep confines of her female member. She also started to feel a bit of a peculiar craving, but not for the taste of a good meal. It seemed that the more she licked her ball gag, the more she wanted to have something bigger, something better, something longer and something sweeter to lick profusely, though, his stomach is growling so. All this time, the man ignored all of the qualms and protestations that Carol has. She would remain there begging to have her holes touched while she craved to lick something she couldn't understand. As time passes, instead of asking for food, Carol would instead beg to have more of the man's syringes, which he complied every time she asked. This would prove to be a bad idea for Carol because it just made the itchiness in her body to strengthen in ways she never imagined. Seeing this is also such a huge pain in the ass for the man. After all, Carol would jump around the bed and squirm like a newly caught fish while continually begging to be scratched deep inside her hole as more aphrodisiac doses were given to her as she requested.
Again, this further proved my point that the man would be a good face for our Organization. And I mean, look at him! Remember, you guys, the customer is always right! He's just demonstrating that! Look at him! Such an excellent work of customer service he's showing us. Not to mention, we do sell a lot of drugs and other related paraphernalia in our shops. He's more than knowledgeable in drug-related products than we had first thought, and the repulsive behavior of his customer does not taunt him. He remained calm throughout the process, taking notes of her behavior along the way, and giving himself a proper reflection as to what approached he would do next, but not going against her wishes.
On the fourth day of his endeavors with Carol, the man decided to feed her a proper meal finally. Bacon, eggs, three-layer pancakes, a toast with butter on top, and two pieces of luncheon meat. A big, heavy meal, enough to feed a person who's hungry enough to devour an entire horse.
However, the man does not intend to give this to her easily.
See, he has a plan. He did not really think of it thoroughly, but nonetheless, it surprisingly worked. Perhaps we can attribute this to the already fallen psyche of Carol.
”Do you want to eat, Carol?” The man asked, while deliberately putting the breakfast plate a few inches away from her nose. This made her smell the intoxicating aroma of the food she had never seen nor tasted for quite a while. ”I bet you're hungry, huh?”
Finally realizing how hungry she was, Carol begged while groaning and moaning with her ball gag on her mouth. Seeing this made the man chuckle, showing her his irresistible smile, which made the itch within Carol to intensify. After smelling the meal in front of her and after seeing the man's refreshing smile, Carol finally could not take the strength of the itch she's feeling all over her body. Thus, she thrashed about all over the bed once again. This reckless action of hers made her hit the plate in front of her with her head. Thus, the food that she's about to eat fell on the bed.
”Aw, shucks.” The man said with a sarcastic tone as he showed an exaggerated frown. ”That's too bad! Now you don't get to eat anymore. Bad girl. Bad, bad girl.”
Carol squirmed as if begging for the man's forgiveness.