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Introduction: Part 18 *****Just a quick note: Chapter 17 was removed by the site because Samil was under the age of eighteen when Ahriman introduced him to the sacrifice. Im not going to rewrite it so that hes older, so just continue from here.*****
Ahriman pulled the Cayenne off the road into the trees far enough that it wasnt visible to anyone driving by and looked at his son. Samil was a man now, but he still wasnt comfortable with this.
Are you sure about this, Samil? You understand how dangerous it is, right?
Of course I do, Father, but its also exciting! Samil turned burning eyes on his father, and Ahriman grinned. He may have been a man, but he had a childs eagerness written all over his face.
Fine. Just remember that after this, youre on your own. Ill help you this time, but its time for you to create your own rituals. Now go before this place starts to wake up.
Yes, sir. Samil silently slipped out of the car, dressed in black from his ski mask to his leather gloves and shoes that were a size and a half too big for him. Ahriman settled in to wait. It shouldnt take long, the girls home was only a hundred or so yards through the trees, and Samil had spent the last three days planning her abduction.
While he sat there, his mind went back to the one and only time he had harmed his eldest son. Only a few months ago, he had been walking through the woods behind the house when he heard a girls scream. He immediately ran toward it and had seen Samil and Aglaeca struggling with each other. When he had gotten closer, he realized that his son was attempting to undress his sister. Aglaeca had a split lip and a swollen eye that was already turning black. He had covered the distance between them in an instant and, fisting his hand in Samils hair, had pulled him off his sister.
What the fuck do you think you are doing, boy!?
Aglaeca had scrambled behind her father and was clinging to him tightly. Samil turned his eyes toward Ahriman and snarled.
Shes just a bitch, Father! Why cant I fuck her? You fuck bitches all the time!
Ahriman had let his fist fly at that point and had punched Samil in the face. The boy dropped to the ground with a cry, and Ahriman had kicked him in the ribs once before grabbing his hair and dragging him to his feet. His son was the same height as he was, but he hadnt bulked out yet, so he easily held him eye to eye. When Samil looked into his fathers eyes, he shuddered once and dropped his gaze, fear filling it to the brim.
Look at me! Samil reluctantly did so. She is my daughter, boy, not a bitch! You will not ever touch her or anyone in this family ever again! Do you understand me!?
Samil had nodded, but then he had looked at Aglaeca, lust almost overpowering the fear, and Ahriman knew that his son would try again unless he made sure it wouldnt happen. He gestured toward his daughter, and she meekly followed as he dragged Samil to the house. When they reached the edge of the lawn, he said to her, My sweet, have Kaneez and Giolla gather everyone and bring them out here. I want everyone to watch this and learn what family means.
Yes, Father, she said and ran inside.
As soon as she was gone, he released Samil. The boy was poised as if he wanted to run, but Ahriman stepped close to him and dropped his voice.
Do it, Samil. Run and make me catch you. Go ahead.
The boy just shook his head, and his shoulders slumped. Ahriman knew resignation when he saw it, and he commanded, Strip, boy! Now!
Samil nodded and clenched his teeth hard before obeying. At first, Ahriman thought his son was angry, but then the boys bottom lip trembled, and he knew he was terrified and trying not to cry. That was good. He was going to make an example of Samil so that none of his other children would ever think to do something so vile and stupid ever again. When the boy was naked, his clothing folded neatly on the grass at his feet, Ahriman grabbed the belt from the top of the pile and spun Samil around toward an ash tree.
Arms around it, boy!
Understanding that his father was deadly serious, Samil complied, and Ahriman bound his hands together with the belt on the far side.
What are you going to do, Father? Samil tried to keep his voice steady, but it shook at the end.
I am going to teach you a lesson, boy! You will never even think to touch one of my family ever again after this!
Ahriman moved so that he could see his sons face. Dark eyes stared into dark eyes, one set furious and the other rapidly filling with panicked tears, until Ahriman saw his family filing out of the house. At that point, he growled once, causing his son to shiver and release his tears, and stepped out onto the grass. Kaneez ran up to him and looked past him toward Samil.
My Lord? What is happening? What did he do?
He fisted his hands at his sides and said, Everything will be made clear soon, my love. Make sure everyone can see Samil. Put the little ones in front and the older ones behind them. Tell everyone to stay silent.
Yes, Ahriman.
It only took a few minutes for it to happen, and then Ahriman stood in front of his family. He now had twenty-three children, ranging in age from Samils eighteen to his baby girl, six-month-old Nukpana in Giollas arms.
You are all here to witness something I had hoped I would never, ever have to do. I never wanted to hurt any of my children, but Samil has done something that demands the harshest discipline. Ahriman pointed to Aglaeca who ducked her head when everyone looked at her. He tried to rape his sister! Gasps rose from his three slaves, and he roared, Silence! The only sounds I want to hear will come from Samil! Do you all understand me!? Most of the children were trembling, but not a single one failed to nod. They had never seen their father this angry before. Kaneez and the others had, of course, but even they were biting their lips to keep from making any noise. He glared at them all for a moment, and then he walked back around the tree and turned the glare on Samil.
I am going to beat the shit out of you, boy! he said so that Samil was the only one who could hear him. You will never touch your sisters in that way again, do you hear me?
Yes, sir, Samil whimpered, his face wet. Im sorry, Father.
Not nearly as sorry as you will be soon, I promise. He unbuckled his own belt and slid it out of the loops before folding it in half and holding it in an iron grip. Prepare for pain, boy, more than you ever imagined possible.
The beating that had ensued had shocked even Ahriman. He had never thought he could hurt his son in that way, but he had. By the time he had finished, blood was streaming down Samils back, and the boy was unconscious, limp against the tree. Ahriman had dropped his belt at the end, unstrapped his son, and dropped to the ground with him in his arms. He had vaguely noticed when Kaneez had led his other children into the house, all of them weeping. He had held Samil until the boy had revived, and then, when his son asked him in a small voice if he hated him, he had felt his chest twist.
No, my son, he had said softly, holding Samils head against his chest. I could never hate you. I love you. I love all my children, which is why I had to punish you for what you tried to do. Do you understand?
Yes, Papa. I understand. Samil hadnt called him Papa since he was six, and Ahriman swallowed through the lump in his throat.
May I ask you a question, my son?
Samil had sat up, wincing at the pain. Of course, Papa. Anything.
Why did you do it? Youve fucked Giolla and Dasa before. Why did you try to force Aglaeca this time? Why did you hurt her?
His son had tried to shrug but stopped when his muscles protested violently. I wanted to know what it felt like.to hurt someone, Papa. He clenched his fist and looked at it. It felt good to hit her. I knew it would feel even better to fuck her when she didnt want it. To hurt her while I fucked her. I know you think so.
That is very true, my son, but there is a right way and a wrong way to do these things. You did it the wrong way. Shall I show you the right way?
Samil had gazed up at him with a smile. Would you, Papa? Please?
And that was why he was sitting in his SUV, hidden in a Kentucky forest, waiting for his son to return with his first slave. For the months between the beating and now, they had scoured the countryside around Charleston for an appropriate slave. Samil saw her in a nothing little area of Kentucky, four and a half hours from home and miles from anything. The road he had pulled off ran through the woods, and the girls trailer where she lived with her family was even further into the trees. Ahriman had helped his son plan the abduction for the past two months, making sure he wouldnt get caught.
Talking with his son about his new acquisition, he soon realized that Samil didnt want to drug his slave in anyway. He was feeding off the adrenaline that flowed through him at the idea of the danger inherent in a true kidnapping, and he and Ahriman had discussed the best way to make it happen, and tonight was the night. The girl was alone at home, her parents having gone to their friends home for a party, leaving the girl vulnerable. Now, Ahriman just took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and waited.
It was about fifteen minutes later when the back door opened and Samil threw the girl inside the SUV before climbing in behind her. She let out a bloodcurdling scream, but Samil slapped her hard across the face.
Shut the fuck up, bitch! he yelled, and Ahriman chuckled when she cried out.
You get any fluids on my seats, Samil, he said, starting up the engine and pulling out of the trees, and youre cleaning it up. Its fucking hard getting blood and other shit out of the leather, I warn you.
Yes, sir, his son growled, and Ahriman adjusted the rear-view mirror so that he could see what Samil was doing.
You dont mind if I watch, do you, Samil?
His son grinned at him in the mirror, and Ahriman sucked in a breath at the lust in his eyes. Can I fuck her in here, Father?
You can do whatever you want, my son. I would prefer, however, that if you are going to kill her, wait until we get home. I dont want to have to dispose of a body while on the road. Thats too messy and leaves too many trails behind. Better to bury her on our land. No one will find her then.
Im not going to kill her, Father. She will become my breeder and bear my children. She will add to our family.
Ahriman just nodded, his eyes flicking back and forth between the road and the mirror. Samil quickly ripped the girls nightgown down the front, wrenching a scream from her. He dropped it to the floor of the car before tearing her cotton panties off. Are you a virgin? he asked as he pinched a nipple hard.
She screamed again and nodded, and Samil laughed.
Not for long.
Please dont hurt me, she whimpered. Ill do anything you say if you dont hurt me.
Samil twisted the nipple, and she shrieked. I told you, Father, he said. The perfect slave. I could tell by the way she submitted to her fathers wishes. He told her what to do, and she did it.
How do you know that? she asked, and he released her nipple to backhand her across the face.
Never question me, bitch! You are my slave! You will do what you are told without delay, and you will only speak with permission.
But…
He hit her again, and Ahriman felt his cock stiffen with her scream. He was going to blow his own load if his son kept this up, so he undid his belt and slacks and pulled his dick out along with a handkerchief from his jacket pocket. Taking himself in hand, he started stroking himself slowly.
Shut the fuck up, slave! I did not give you permission to speak!
Good boy, Ahriman whispered, his hand picking up speed.
Samil knelt up and removed his clothing, placing it neatly on the front seat. Are you ready, Father?
Ahrimans eyes went up, and he looked in the mirror. Samil was grinning again, and he said, What do you mean am I ready?
Im not an idiot, Father. I know youll get off on this almost as much as I will. Dont you wish you had brought Kaneez along now?
Ahriman groaned softly. Fuck, yes!
Samil laughed and lined up his cock with the girls cunt. With barely a pause, he slammed his hips forward, but his cock only slid into her a few inches, leaving at least four still out. The girl wailed, and Samil grunted, Shit, shes so fucking tight! Not like Giolla or Dasa at all!
Ahriman laughed as his hand sped up even more. Giolla and Dasa were very, very used by the time you fucked them, my son. Welcome to the wonderful world of fucking a virgin. He watched as Samil pulled out almost all the way and powered back in a couple more inches. Again, the girl screamed.
Fuck! Im going to make us crash if I keep driving, Ahriman exclaimed.
His son chuckled as he tried once more to bury himself in the girl. Then pull over and join me, Father. I wont let you fuck her, but you can watch and cover her with your cum as many times as you want.
Ahriman didnt have to be invited twice, and he searched the dark countryside for a safe place to pull over. A few miles down the road, he saw what looked to be a driveway to the right, but it was slightly overgrown and there was a For Sale sign on the fence beside it. He turned the Cayenne down it. To his utter delight, it ended several hundred yards through the trees at an old house, its windows boarded up and its yard obviously untended. He pulled around the back of the house just to be safe and studied it. There was no sound and no movement, and he climbed out of the car. Opening the back door so that he stood at the girls head.
She looked up at him, terror in her eyes, and he grinned as he stroked himself. Fuck me, son, shes pretty.
Of course she is, Samil said, preparing to slam into her once again. I dont want ugly babies.
Ahriman laughed and grasped his cock again, placing the head against the girls forehead. Fuck her hard, Samil, he said as he started to pump it. Make her scream.
Yes, sir! Samil said with a grin, and he thrust his hips forward hard enough to slam his pelvis against hers. She did indeed scream, and Ahriman groaned in ecstasy as his hand flew up and down his throbbing shaft. Samil began pounding her virgin cunt, and her screams grew louder. The boy reached on hand up and wrapped it around her throat tightly. She gasped, and he grunted, Not so fucking loud. You never know who might be wandering around out here.
That was it. Ahriman gritted his teeth, and his hand was a blur. Seconds later, the first stream of his cum hit the girl in the eye, causing her to scream again. The next hit her cheek, and the next her chin. Ahriman pumped his load across her face, and when his dick stopped pulsing, he placed his free hand on the roof of the SUV and rested his head on his arm.
Nice, Father, Samil laughed as he powered into the girl. Not bad for an old man.
Ahriman grinned, reached into the car, and smacked his son upside the head. Watch your tongue, boy. Just remember that this old man can still beat the shit out of you at any time.
Yes, sir, Samil grunted as his own climax approached. Ahriman watched the girls eyes as she realized what was going to happen. She thrashed her head back and forth, but it wasnt long before Samil bottomed out inside her and filled her with his cum, his hand around her throat tightening slightly.
Closing the door and climbing back into the front seat after straightening himself up, Ahriman said, Remember, my son, dont kill her in here. Loosen your grip, or shell die.
Yes, sir, Samil panted and released her throat. He sat up on her legs, and she stared at him.
Why are you doing this?
Samil balled up his fist and punched her, splitting her cheek open. Drops of blood splattered on the black leather seat, and he grimaced. Now look what you made me do! I told you not to speak! I promise you that I will not be the one cleaning this car. That will be your first job as my slave when we get home. Until then, Im going to fuck you until you have no virgin holes left. The girl just whimpered.
Ahriman glanced in the mirror as he pulled back onto the main road. Samil had flipped the girl over onto her stomach and had her hips in his hands. His young cock was already hard again, and he had it in hand and was aiming it at her asshole.
Without lube, son, thats going to burn like shit. Eventually, her blood will ease the way, but until then, its going to hurt.
Fuck! Samil cried, and Ahriman laughed before reaching in the glovebox. He withdrew a bottle and tossed it to his son.
Never say I didnt do anything for you, boy.
Samil just grinned and slathered the slimy lube on his cock. Then he grabbed the girls hips again and placed the head at her back entrance. Please scream, he said quietly, and Ahriman heard the hunger in his voice. He watched the mirror more than the road, and when Samil pressed forward, stretching her out, the girls scream reverberated throughout the car, and Ahriman groaned, drinking it in. His son slowly slid into the girls rectum until he was balls deep, and by that time, she was almost unconscious. When he pulled out and slammed back in, she passed out.
Going to wait until she wakes up, Samil?
No, sir, he answered, pounding the girls ass. I dont give a fuck if shes awake or not. Either way, shell feel it when she does wake up. Shell remember I was here.
Ahriman smiled and concentrated on driving. In the hours it took to get home, Samil fucked the girl three more times, each time lasting longer. He had the girl clean her shit of his cock when she did finally wake up, and then he had fucked her throat until she was about to throw up. Thats when he held himself deep and wrapped both hands around her throat.
Keep it down, bitch! Personally, Id enjoy making you vomit with my cock, but my father wouldnt like it if you puked in his car. You do, and I will let him kill you for it.
I wouldnt kill her, Samil, Ahriman said with a growl, but I just might kill you. Dont let it happen. Not in my two hundred thousand dollar car.
Yes, sir, Samil answered as he fucked the girls face with a vengeance until he exploded in her mouth. She gagged, and his spunk dribbled out of the corners of her mouth, but she managed to keep her stomach contents where they belonged.
The other two times were in her pussy and ass again, and when they finally pulled through the gates, her shit was once again covering Samils cock. He sat on the seat and dragged her to him, forcing her mouth on his dick. She was sobbing hysterically by then, but he held her down. Use your tongue, bitch! Clean me off!
Before reaching the main house, Ahriman turned onto a second gravel road and drove for a mile into the woods. When he had agreed to get Samil his own slave, he had also decided that the boy needed his own place to keep her. He had hired contractors discreetly, paying them an obscene amount of money to not only finish Samils house quickly, but to keep their mouths shut about it. He had warned them that if anyone found out about the work, he would know and would make them pay dearly. They believed him, and the house was complete in three months. Samil had immediately moved in, and Ahriman had helped him furnish his basement dungeon, as Samil called it.
Pulling up in front of the house now, Ahriman climbed out and opened the back door. Your home awaits, my liege. He grinned.
Samil chuckled and threw the girl out of the car. She landed in the gravel at Ahrimans feet with a cry, and Samil gathered up their clothing and got out naked. He grabbed her by the hair and snarled, You will crawl behind me, bitch! Keep your eyes on the ground!
Fuck, son, thats cruel.
This time, Samil laughed out loud. This coming from the man who skins his whores while he listens to them scream.
Ahriman shrugged. To each his own, I suppose. He clapped his son on the shoulder. Enjoy her, my son, but remember that if she dies, youll have to start all over again.
I understand, Father. Thank you for your help.
You are my son. I will always be here to help you. He turned his son around and trailed his finger over one of the scars left by the beating. Just know that if you become reckless and threaten the safety of my family, this will have seemed like a kiss. Understand?
Yes, Father. I would never do anything to endanger you or any of the others. Then he gestured to the girl on the ground. Follow me, bitch!
Ahriman watched his son disappear into his home, the girl crawling behind him, and then he got back in the car and drove to his family. When he walked in the house, Kaneez was waiting for him in the living room.
Did the hunting go well, My Lord?
He nodded and pulled her into his arms, kissing her fiercely. When he leaned back, he said, My son will soon start his own family, my love, but right now, I would like to see if we can add onto ours.
Kaneez smiled. Kaneez is too old for another child, My Lord, but practice is always welcome.
He laughed, swung her up into his arms, and bit down on her neck as he carried her up the stairs to their room.
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