Revenge Is So Very Sweet
Copyright© 2025 by Mad scientist 101
Chapter 4
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 4 - This is a story about a man who is jilted by a women and he decides to take revenge. He was trained by the Military to do what he must to get the job done. His revenge is to take the woman who jilted and to train her to be the perfect sex slave. Follow him as he takes the needed steps to get the job done.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Drunk/Drugged Mind Control NonConsensual Rape Slavery Heterosexual Fiction Crime BDSM DomSub MaleDom Rough Sadistic Oriental Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Fisting Oral Sex Sex Toys Revenge Violence
The slave named Shuria had asked me if it was okay for her to take a shower so that she would be clean her reason for asking this of her master was simple and it showed me that as a slave it was important to be clean and fresh smelling if she was to share her master’s bed.
By the time I had narrowed the search to the final candidate it was nearly time for me to take start training my next slave. During the last week I had started to trust my slave to be able to shower by herself as well as to use the toilet in the master suite, and to help cook the meals.
The day arrived to take and start the training of my new slave. I had spent more than a few hours checking out my choice of victims and finally settled on a young girl of seventeen years old She was turning eighteen in two days. The orphaned young female was about to be turned out of the foster care system due to her age. Her name was Nile, I wondered briefly how had given her that name but quickly moved on to more important facts.
Nile was just five foot three inches tall and had a very petite body. Her records stated that her weight was 105 pounds. She had long black wavy hair that framed her face and also set off very white teeth and generous lips. The most remarkable part of her body and face was the very bright green eyes, and her light brown skin color. The green eyes meant that somewhere in her DNA was the trait that determined the eye color of the infant.
I had observed her several times as she left school and walked the short distance to the group home where she had grown up. She would attend church on Sunday morning and as a treat for her behavior she would go to the local movie theatre on Friday night, she was almost always alone.
When Friday rolled around, I locked Shuria up and set out to kidnap and begin Nile’s training. By searching her online medical records, I had learned that she was a virgin and had no physical problems. Due to the fact that she was a ward of the state and had never had the chance to be adopted let alone spent any time with a foster family. The Doctors and the counselors had reported that she was a bit of a loner and had very few friends.
Friday evening arrived and everything was prepared to take possession of my newest slave. There was an alley about 50 yards from the church entrance. I parked the van there and soaked a small rag in chloroform and waited just inside of the alley. Right on time, my victim walked by the alley and I reached out and grabbed the teenager, pressed the rag over her mouth and nose, while lifting her up and carried her to my van.
Within a few seconds the teen was unconscious and being tightly chained up in the back. The total time that I had used to get my newest slave had been less than three minutes. In a couple of days, she would turn eighteen and then her records would be closed for good.
I drove through the city, always watching the speed limit and obeying all of the traffic laws, so that there wouldn’t be any reason for the police to pull me over. It was a very pleasant night out and the temps outside were in the mid seventeens, with a lite breeze blowing out of the northwest.
When I arrived back at my house and the surrounding land, I stopped at the gate and checked the entire area for anything strange or out of place. I was satisfied that no one had followed me and why should they, after all I had taken two females that no one would miss.
I parked the van around the back under an awning that I had built in my spare time. So in the unlikely event that if I was ever observed by anyone in the air, all that would be seen is an older house, and a garage in a separate building.
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