Chapter Eight: Stephanie, Again

 

     Larry entered the chamber again, and saw Stephanie seated, sipping tea. “This tea was excellent, Master.” she said with a smile.

     Just then there was a knock. “Come in.” Larry said.

     Gabriela opened the door. “Stephanie’s father is here. Stephanie will have to wait in her seat until we bring him in.”

     Angelina and Michelle brought in Stephanie’s father. They moved him to the wall, and fastened a ring around his neck, with a chain allowing him to move about one meter away from the wall. Then the angel girls left the chamber.

     “Daddy! Daddy!” Stephanie cried out. She ran up and gave him a hug.

     “Stephanie!” the late sheriff said, “How’s my precious daughter?”

     Stephanie explained, “Well, I got turned away from Heaven because I accepted a ride with a drunk driver, which encouraged him to endanger innocent people. So I’m here until Master here signs my promotion card.”

     Larry walked up, and put his right hand on Stephanie’s shoulder, and said, “Stephanie told me about what happened.”

     The late sheriff spoke up, as if with authority, “Don’t touch my daughter like that.”

     Stephanie assured her father, “It’s okay, Daddy. Master is a perfect gentleman. He is very kind to me.”

     Larry told Stephanie, “Get me a cup of tea, please.”

     Stephanie didn’t want to interrupt her chat with her father, since she was so pleased to meet him again, but she obeyed her master and went to pour some tea. As she reached for the teapot, Larry put his hand up her dress to feel her ass.

     “Hey!” Stephanie scolded him. “What are you doing? Don’t ever put your hands on a girl like that!”

     The late sheriff was furious. “That does it, Mister! I’m warning you! Don’t EVER touch my daughter like that. Why, I ought to...”

     Larry reached his left hand over Stephanie’s chest. “Is it okay to feel her breasts like this?”

     The late sheriff struggled to try to break the chain tethering him to the wall. “If I ever break this chain, you’ve had it, Mister. That’s one thing I won’t tolerate.”

     Stephanie was shocked. “You’re a real pig, Mister.”

     Larry corrected her, “Master, to you. You said I was very kind, a perfect gentleman.”

     Stephanie said, “A perfect gentleman wouldn’t be molesting a high school girl, you creep!”

     The late sheriff shouted at Larry, “You stop touching her. Stop it, now!”

     Larry taunted the late sheriff, “Hey sheriff, I’m disobeying your instructions. What are you gonna do about it, arrest me?”

     Stephanie tried to run to her father. Larry seized her by the wrists and pulled her to a chair. He pulled her down over his lap, as if he was about to spank her. With his left hand, he held her right arm at the shoulder, pinning her down.

     “Now, Stephanie,” Larry said, “you’re pretty. I’m going to enjoy your pretty body.”

     The late sheriff kept shouting, ordering Larry to stop touching Stephanie. Larry pulled off Stephanie’s shoes and then her socks. “Now I can see a little more of you.”

     Larry released Stephanie, allowing her to stand up. She tried again to run to her father, but Larry seized her again.

     Stephanie was terrified. “Daddy! Help me! Daddy! This creep is molesting me.”

     Larry pulled Stephanie further from her father, then stood between them. “Stephanie, I want to see you topless. Take off your dress and your blouse, so I can see you topless.”

     Stephanie shouted, “Forget it, you monster!”

     Stephanie’s father kept trying to break free, and tried ordering Larry to stop.

     Larry reached forward and ripped open Stephanie’s dress. Stephanie tried to defend herself by pushing Larry, but to no avail. Larry pulled the dress down Stephanie’s arms. “No! Stop it!” she ordered him.

     “Not until I’m done.” Larry replied calmly. He picked up her left shoe off the floor and threw it at her father. Then he lunged for Stephanie’s blouse, ripping it open with both hands, exposing her bra. Buttons broke off and bounced on the floor. He slid her blouse off her arms, and let it fall on the floor.

     The furious Stephanie bent over to pick up her torn blouse. Larry drew the scissors Angelina had given him. With three snips, he cut the bra straps in the back. Then he stepped back.

     Holding her bra over her chest with her left hand, Stephanie stood up to punch Larry. He seized her right arm at the wrist, with both hands. “Oh, this is precious! Hey sheriff, your daughter wants to punch me with her left now, but if she lets go of her bra, it will fall onto the floor and I’ll get to see her topless. Go ahead, Stephanie, let go of the bra. I want to see you topless.”

     Stephanie pulled to try to free her right arm. “Let go of me!” she ordered Larry.

     The late sheriff kept shouting, and trying to break himself free. “Daddy! Help me! Do something!” Stephanie demanded.

     Larry pulled Stephanie back to the chair, and pulled her backward, making her sit on his lap. She squirmed and thrusted while Larry pulled her bra away and ran his hands over her breasts. “You’re topless, Stephanie, and you’re very pretty when you’re topless.”

     Stephanie broke down and cried.

     Larry put his right arm around her. “There, there, Stephanie. I don’t want to harm you. I just want to molest you and rape you.” he said softly.

     Stephanie was horrified. This was the first mention of her getting raped. “Daddy, save me! He wants to rape me! Daddy, help me!” she cried. Her father kept trying to break the chain, and kept ordering Larry to stop.

     Larry used the scissors to snip off Stephanie’s panties. “You’re naked, Stephanie.” he said as he ran his hand over her right leg. She cried profusely.

     Larry took Stephanie by both arms and pulled her to the wall on the late sheriff’s left. She tried to squirm away, as Larry pulled her head back to the fixture, and locked the ring around her neck. Snap! It locked shut, trapping her onto the fixture.

     “Daddy! Do something!” Stephanie shouted. She used her hands to try to cover up her breasts and her bush.

     “I will as soon as I can, Stephanie.” her father tried to assure her.

     “What are you gonna do, sheriff? Order me to stop again?” Larry taunted. He crouched down and took an ankle strap into his hands, and fastened it around Stephanie’s left ankle. Then he fastened the other to her right ankle. Then he fastened the supports under her heels. He pulled a handle, and the fixture panel moved out from the wall, on a support arm. Then Larry operated another handle, allowing the panel to swivel.

     Larry explained to Stephanie, “This fixture swivels. I can make the panel flat, like a table, or vertical, like a wall, or any angle in between. The heel supports will hold up a lot of your weight while you’re at an angle. I’ll rape you at a 45º angle.” He adjusted the angle and locked the fixture. Then he flipped a latch holding the lower portion of the panel in place. From the waist down, Stephanie was supported by the ankle straps and heel supports only.

     Larry told Stephanie, “That allows me to feel your ass more easily. I also want to feel your pussy. Spread your legs apart, Stephanie, so I can feel your pussy.”

     “Let me go!” Stephanie demanded as she held her legs together.

     Larry replied, “Very well then. I can pull this lever, and the spring will suddenly move your legs apart, but you’re holding your legs together so firmly, that the sudden movement might hurt you. I don’t want to hurt you, Stephanie, I just want to molest you and rape you. So I’ll just use the slow-motion mode.” He pressed a button, and the motor started pulling Stephanie’s legs apart. Larry stood by her feet to watch.

     Larry picked up Stephanie’s right shoe and threw it at her father. Then he walked up beside Stephanie and put his right hand on her pussy. “You’re naked, Stephanie, and I’m feeling your pussy.” he taunted as she cried. Then he looked up at her father and taunted, “Hey, sheriff. I’m feeling your daughter’s pussy. Stephanie is really pretty. I think I’ll feel her pussy with my other hand now.” Stephanie kept trying to squirm and to protect herself with her hands. Larry took her arms and bound them in restraints on the sides of the rape fixture. Then he walked around to her feet and walked up slowly, between her legs. “You’re naked, Stephanie.” he told her, and continued, “You’re very pretty. I’m going to have sex with you. I’m going to love it.” He stared at her face while she cried helplessly. He kept his gaze on her face while he ran his hands over her. He let his pants down, then put his hands on her again.

     Stephanie’s cries grew fainter and fainter. “Stop it! Stop it!” she said through her tears.

     Larry kept running his hands over Stephanie, and gazed at her face. “You’re naked, Stephanie, and I’m raping you. You’re naked, Stephanie, I’m raping you, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” Then he turned his head to the left and said, “Hey sheriff, nice daughter. She feels really good to me. Sheriff, I’m raping your daughter.”

     Larry continued the taunting. Then he could feel it. “Oh, o-o-h, a-a-h. This feels good. Hey Stephanie, you’re naked, and I just raped you. That’s what you’re for. The punishment for the sin you committed is, you get raped. The reward I get for being a good man is, I get to rape you. I can sign your promotion card now, but I think I’ll keep you around and molest you and rape you some more first.” Stephanie turned bright red and cried. Larry feasted on the shattered look on her face. “I’ll make you give me strip shows and blow jobs, too.” he said.



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