Evil Souls Have No Limits (Chapter 2) by Deadpool3
This is chapter 2. I am sorry it took me so long but I have been very busy. Secondly I went more mild on the death part in this chapter. Also, there will be some more info added in chapter 3 about the charaters from another story series on here that me and the other arthur are going to connect our stories with. There is a tidbit of info in this chapteron that subject.
Second to last point, please give me some feedback on who you would like to see become the next target for amanda’s first job and idea’s you would like to see. I think some fan interaction and ideas could help spruce it up a bit here. Lastly, please comment good or bad with your thoughts, all I ask is speak intelligently. , The first morning I wake up in this new place. It is quiet. I look around observing the surroundings of the room. Everything is modern, advanced, and very technological. The man that brought me here and gave me a new life is not in the room. The adrenaline rush from the previous night’s events caused me to crash shortly after we landed. I was unable to really get a good take on what this man had built on his island.
Suddenly, I hear his voice, which is much stronger and deeper than I thought I remember.
“Good morning” he says.
I smile taking in a deep breath, “good morning to you too.”
The bathroom door opens and he walks out with nothing but a towel around his waist. His head was shaved and had a full beard and goatee. My eyes roll down his 6ft 4in body. His body was well defined and muscular. His body was proportionately sculpted and ripped. He had several tattoos mostly consisting of various tribal tattoos and depicting a violent nature. However, I did note one tattoo that stood out, different from the rest. Upon a closer look, it’s a U.S. Navy Seal logo attributing to Seal Team Six.
I ask, “Did you start doing this kind of thing in the military?”
“No” he replied. He paused briefly before saying “I was selected to a special unit of Seal Team Six. After one tour, I decided to go solo. During my tour I made a lot of contacts worldwide while the government erased every trace of my existence. That is why it is so easy for me to do what I do.”
I look surprised but, I’m not really surprised. I can’t help myself from admiring his absolute perfect body. Then, I remember I never got his name.
“You know mister; I never got your name.”
“That’s because I didn’t give it.”
“Touché mister, touché. So what is your name?”
“Axel Freeman” he replies.
I stand up getting out of bed. I am still naked. I do not have any clothes. I notice that I have been cleaned but I do not remember taking a shower.
Axel puts a pair of shorts and a t-shirt on then says, “You will need to order yourself clothes online. You have a tablet on the kitchen table beside your breakfast. There is a shipping post office box number and credit card number saved that will auto load at any check out you use.”
“Do I have a limit?”
“No, get whatever you want but, mix it up between classy, sporty, sexy, slutty, and so forth.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Once you have eaten breakfast and ordered your clothing, come down the stairs through the silver door next to the fridge.”
“Yes Sir.”
Then, Axel leaves the room.
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Down in the basement, I am in the process of removing every trace of existence Amanda has. While checking further into her background, I discover her athletic side; she has participated in high school cheerleading, gymnastics, softball, track, volleyball, and basketball. It appears she has excelled at everything she has done. Thinking to myself, this will be very helpful in her training since I can focus more on skills, knowledge, and strategy on the go. I will still train her physically to develop a little better and on taking punishment and pain without fear or giving in.
While I wait for Amanda, I start doing my initial recon on my next target. About the time I am finished, I hear the door open. Amanda starts walking down the stairs and yells “Axel, is this the right door?”
“Yes, come on down.”
As she gets to the bottom, I motion her closer.
“I know you are very athletic. However, you have a lot of needed training left. Most notably is my knowledge.”
I look over her still naked body. Her perky firm tits standing out with nipples erect. Her pussy is still cleanly shaven and body very fit.
“One more thing, you will be my piece of shit fuck whore.” “UNDERSTOOD!”
“Yes Sir.”
“Good, otherwise you are of no use to me and would be disposed of.” “Now follow me.”
I lead her to another humongous room that is obviously a sex dungeon. I clap once turning on the accent lights that are specifically located in certain places throughout the large room. Amanda’s attention is quickly drawn to a girl tied tightly and securely hanging by her hands from the ceiling.
Amanda asks “Is she dead?”
The girl raises her head slightly saying “no, I’m not dead.”
Amanda is startled as she wasn’t expecting a response or movement.
I tell Amanda “She is enduring torture as part of her training and my satisfaction and you will be receiving the same treatment.”
Amanda looks closer noticing her body has been well used and abused.
“Is she a killer too?” Amanda asks.
“No, she is my techy. She does my programming, hacking, and so forth. She also enjoys pain and abuse.”
“Can I watch you with her?” Amanda asks.
“You will be watching, participating, and receiving very shortly.”
I grab some rope off of a table and some locking clamps. I walk over to the girl.
Amanda asks “What is her name?”
I walk Amanda around in front of her. The girl looks at Amanda and says “My name is Kara, codename Dragon.”
Amanda sees a petite dark haired Asian, probably Japanese. Her firm perky C cup tits are on full display and completely red. I grab Amanda’s hands pulling them behind her back. I wrap the rope tightly around her wrists and up her arms to make it tight and her chest stick out. Amanda lets out a short grunt as I tighten the rope. I then take a long metal device and attach it to Amanda’s neck. A long bar goes down her back right into her ass crack. I take the end of the metal rod which is hooked and slide it into Amanda’s asshole. Then, I crank the tension rod making Amanda bends slightly backwards. Any movement by Amanda will pull the metal rod deeper in her ass.
Next, I pull a cable down from the ceiling that was locked on a pulley. I clamp the cable to the metal bar on Amanda. Then, hit a button and watch Amanda get yanked into the air and suspended.
Amanda screens “oooooooowwwwwwww…. fuckkkkkkkkk. God damn it mother fuckerrrrrrrrrr that fucking hurt.”
Ignoring the outburst, I walk over to a table picking up a small whip. Walking back over to the 2 girls; I rare the whip back, slinging it down against Kara’s ass.
“Thank you sir, can I have another.” I walk back in front of Kara and crack the whip against both tits. I can see the grunt in her face holding back an outburst of pain and all she says is “Thank you.”