I groaned inwardly as I had once again forced myself to pay attention to Sarah as she talked on history to two other students as well as myself. The three of us had been failing in class and Sarah, my classmate had been asked to give us private lessons. I had much more better things to do than to listen to some cunt talk on and on. I was hanging out with Derick later tonight. Derick was pretty much a sociopath and didn�t really talk to anyone at school, whereas I was popular for my good looks and rich background but Derick and I found out we both had something similar when it came to sexual fantasies. We would rather rape and torture bitches than go on dates and make love to �em. We liked to talk about them in derogatory terms such as bitch, and cunts and fucking whores than women or ladies. Sometimes we�d spend hours talking about the rape and torture of some of our female classmates and jerk off to it.
I left my thoughts long enough to look at Sarah talk on something about the Middle East. Sarah had definitely been on our fantasy list. I moved eyes away from her mouth and down slowly to her breasts. She had a small figure which I liked and firm breast, and they were not too small. She looked funny as she tried to keep her face serious while lecturing us, I wondered how her face would like if she were in serious pain and I wandered how she would sound beneath me begging and crying for mercy. I could feel my dick begin to harden from the very thought. I got up to leave.
�Is something wrong?� Sarah asks
�I m not feeling so good� I say as I pack my things �see you tomorrow �
�But.. � I leave before she completes her statement.
Once I�m outside the school premises I call Derick.
�You know that thing we always talk about?� I say without a greeting
�Yeah... � Derick says
�let�s do it" I finally say. I feel my erection getting bigger just thinking about it. �I have it all figured out. The place we�ll do it and who. � I pause �Are you in?�
Derick answers almost immediately �Yeah I�m in. Who is it?�
�Just get to the coffeehouse opposite school. � I cut the call once he agrees and then call my dad.
�Hey" I say once he picks up. �Is it okay if I use the Yatch for the night?... no the little one... okay thanks" (I had never been so glad to have been born in wealth).
After arranging everything and making sure the Yatch is prepared, I head over to the coffeehouse.
Derrick arrives a minute after I do. We get a table by the side of the window, away from most customers and get down to business.
�So who�s the bitch?� Derick asks
�Sarah Chester"
�Who�s that?�
� My stupid tutor remember? Brunette, Science club"
Derrick grins �She�s hot. She�d look hotter tied up to a ceiling. �
I grin as well glad Derrick is fully on board with this.
�How are we doing this and were?�
�I have it figured out" I start � I�ve gotten permission to use the Yatch for the night since it�s already a weekend. Once she leaves the school premises she�s fair game, many of the security cameras out here are broken so this is where we get her. Then we take her on the boat and I�ll tell the Captain to take us into deep waters. By the time we�re done with her we�ll just throw her body into the Sea. If she�s ever found she�d probably be rotting away by then. �
Sarah was adjusting her backpack as she left the school premises, the thought that the plan was already set in motion had my heart beating twice as fast. Derrick had already gone to his assigned location and I walked out of the coffeehouse and called her name. She turned around, surprised as I came out. I told her I needed the Coffee to calm my headache down and offered to walk with her as an apology for skipping the lecture. She looked disapproving but once I smiled at her she agreed and we were off. She went on into a lecture about how I had been skipping too many classes but she might has well have been talking about anything else cause I wasn�t listening. All I could think of was the rape and torture we had in store for her. We turned to the right where I knew a lot of people didn�t pass by at this time, we walked a little further when I pretended to have a serious headache which made me crouch with my hands on my heard. Hearing my groans and worried she crouched down with me asking if everything was alright. She was oblivious to Derrick who came up behind her with a glass bottle in hand and he hit it right on her head shattering the glass. She slumped and I caught her just before she fell to the ground. I had already called my driver and I knew a few hundred bucks would be enough to keep him quiet.
Getting Sarah into the Yatch was easier than I expected. I had made sure she wasn�t bleeding anymore and gave the excuse that she was really drunk to anyone who asked and before I knew it Sarah William�s was in my room. She wasn�t showing any signs of waking up soon so Derrick and I got to work. My room had been made soundproof at my request when we bought the Yatch. So her screams wouldn�t worry us too much (and boy were we going to make her scream).
I went to my mum s room to get some supplies and I took a hair straightener and the belt of some of her robes. I also went to my dad�s private study hoping that what I was looking for was still there. Sure of enough I went behind his desk and in the last drawer was his revolver... loaded.
I had told the Captain I wanted us to go as deep as possible cause I wanted to breath the ocean air. It was already dark but I could see we had gone a good distance. I went back to my room and Derrick was already there with some knives and a fire lighter. I watched as Sarah stirred. My body felt pumped up with adrenaline as she looked up confused as to where she was and then looked directly in my eyes, her confusion turning to fear.
�Wha � What s going on"
�We�re going to hurt you real bad" Derrick started
�You should probably run" I said amused by the fear in her eyes. She got up a little off balance and as I had told her to she ran, headed for the door. Silly cunt.
Derrick grabbed her by her thick brownish hair and punched her right in the face. Before she could fall, he held her up and gave her another punch right in the stomach knocking the air out of her. Not giving her the chance to breathe he grabbed her by the neck. She clumsily had her hands out towards his face desperately trying to get him off her.
I had been watching so far and with a growing erection decided to step in. I grabbed Sarah from him and pushed her to the floor. She fell down gasping for breathe.
�You�re not giving up that easily right?� I asked half curious, half worried though I was not expecting an answer. But what�s the fun if she doesn�t fight back. The struggle was also part of the fun.
�Go (gasp) go fuck yourself� She finally said in between breaths.
I smiled as I looked at her and then Derrick who equally had a wide grin.
�Oh but we d much rather fuck you"
�Help!!� she screamed � Someone please help me!!�.
I quickly got the bathrobe belt and with Derrick�s help, held her firmly down the floor. I was on top of her with her between both my knees and whispered in her ear. �We�re going to hurt you real bad you fucking cunt. Save those screams for then" then I tied her wrist as firmly as I could and then turned her around and with both hands tore her shirt. She wore a cute white bra and her breast were bigger than I had imagined. Derrick was working on removing her Jean skirt and soon her panties and I got up to get one of the bigger knives.
When she saw it, her screams soon turned to pleas as she begged over and over not to do it. I knelt on the floor beside her and used the knife to gently but firmly touch her face which was already sporting a black eye from where Derrick had punched her. A line of blood gently flowed down her face as I moved down towards her neck (during this time I had no idea what Derrick was doing as I was lost in my own pleasures) she had already stop struggling to avoid hurting herself with the knife. I moved the knife down her neck area and soon had cut off the line which was holding both cups, the bra fell and her breasts were on full display. Still using the knife, I gently rubbed them making quick cuts on both of them until she was gently bleeding. Placing the knife gently on her throat to keep her from moving, I lowered my head into her breasts and tasted her blood. They were warm and this got me even more excited and then I started biting hard on her breasts and nipples till she was screaming for me to stop.
After a while I got bored. I turned to Derrick who had gone to plug the hair straightener. We soon quickly undressed and stoop over her, our erections directly over her face. She began mumbling something and closed her eyes for a few seconds like she was in a dream. Derrick grabbed her by the hair and with her still screaming and begging, dragged her directly under the Chandelier. She had a really tiny frame so we were sure the Chandelier would hold her. Derrick was a good 6�2 so he was easily able to stand her upright and I helped in lifting her struggling frame up as he tied her hair to the Chandelier. She began screaming as soon as we left her and her feet dangled in the hair but with her hands tied behind her back there wasn�t much she could do. I then took a blindfold and placed on her eye and then we stood back for a moment and watched her as she struggled. We both took our phones and took pictures of her. She was naked save the bra that was still left hanging and with the blood dripping from her face and chest she looked beautiful. Nothing short of beautiful I thought as I took more pics of her.
When I was done with my pictures I stood in front of her and watched her as she screamed and begged all the while blindfolded. I looked at her breast which were already pinkish red from all the cuts and biting and took one in my hand. They were soft and felt small beneath my palms. I took the second one and began fondling both breasts and pulling hard at each nipple. Then my hand travelled down to her vagina and I put two fingers. In a few seconds she was already getting wet.
�You like that don�t you bitch?� I said my voice hoarse.
Just then Derrick had then come back with the heated straightener and with a wicked grin, he put one hand beneath her thighs and spread them wide open. Her thighs were already dripping wet as Derrick placed the straightener right into her little pussy. The sound that came out of her weren�t human. Sounded like a wounded animal. Her whole body convulsing as Derrick continued this sweet torture. I took the lighter and decided to have my fun too. I went back to my favourite part of her body � her breasts and with the lighter on, placed the flame directly on one of her nipples, it was hard to tell which torture was making her scream more. But after a few minutes of this my dick was so hard I just had to fuck that enticing mouth of hers so we set her down.
Her body was still in a fit of convulsions and she kept opening and closing her mouth like she was trying to say something. I positioned her to her knees and stood in front of her my hard dick right in front of her face. Her eyes were wide with fear and tears as she looked into my eyes.
�Suck" I commanded and before she had a chance to think I shoved my hard dick right into her mouth. It was warm and hot and the lower half of my body shook as I fucked her roughly in the mouth. I fucked her so hard I heard something crack and it was a while later I realized I had broken her nose. Few minutes later I could feel my cum taken over and I violently pushed my dick out of her mouth and held the back of her head firmly as I came right on her face with it entering her nose, eyes and mouth. As soon as I was done, I pushed her to the floor, went to the couch and lighted myself a cigarette. She made no attempt to get up (which wouldn�t have made a difference as Derrick was already on her.
I sat back smoking as I watched Derrick straddle her to her knees. With her arms still tied around her back, Derrick pushed her so her upper body was on the floor but her ass was stuck out. Derrick then held both of her thighs and pushed them wide open. Even without being able to see it I could tell he had already done damage to her pussy. The poor cunt wasn�t even begging anymore, what was coming out of her mouth was simply gibberish.
Derrick was quiet at school. He even found it hard to talk to girls, but during one of our many nights when we shared our fantasies, I could tell how dark he was and how he loved nothing more than to torture a bitch. Unfortunately, we could only have Sarah for the night, but I could tell that after experiencing this, he would be doing much worse for our next victims. We both would.
Derrick positioned himself right into her asshole and tried to force his way in but he wouldn�t enter. I watched curiously at them as Derrick dragged her hair making her arch even more as he said violently, �breath out if you know what I mean. It will be better for you if you relax yourself. Cause either way I�m getting in"
She seemed to get the message because after a while of probing he was able to get in and after a few more minutes he was halfway deep. I couldn�t tell if she was moaning in pleasure or pain but either way I was enjoying it. Soon he was fully in and began to thrust, violently. He grabbed her hair and kept on dragging it as he thrust in out and out of her. Soon he began to climax and just as he was about to come he quickly went out of her, jumped over her and then shoved his dick into her mouth. He climaxed hard and if not for the fact that he held her head, she wouldn�t have been able to hold it in. Despite that, several of it came out of her mouth and ran down her chin to her breast.
� Fucking slut" he said looking disgusted and slapped her hard. She fell to the floor as blood and cum dropped out of her mouth. He put on his boxers, untied her, took out a cigarette, and began to smoke. Then we tuned on the TV in my room and were soon caught up in sports.
About 15 minutes went by and Sarah began to gently crawl out of the room. I watched her as she blindly tried to grip the door and gently pried it open. I got up and went into the toilet. After taking a piss I took out one of the toilet napkins and went back to the room. Derrick was still watching her as she went out the door and looked at me knowing what I was about to do next as I went to a drawer and took out my dad�s revolver. Derrick and I quietly followed her as we watched her in amusement trying her best to call for help but was in so much pain her voice was barely a whisper with the ocean winds. It was a starless night but still the ocean looked beautiful. I sighed as I tied the napkin round the mouth of the revolver and pointed it towards an oblivious Sarah as she struggled to get away... then I pulled the pistol. It hit her square in the back of her hair and she was dead before her head hit the floor of the Yatch. Derrick went and turned around her dead body and looked right into her dead eyes which were filled with tears and cum. He looked at her the way a scientist would look at a new experiment, then he took a few pictures, got up and without a word, left. I dropped the revolver gently and crouched down to carry Sarah. I looked into her dead eyes one last time... then threw her out of the Yatch and into the Ocean. Even if she was found she would be half eaten by fish and rotting away.
The next day the Captain shook hands with the Son asking if he enjoyed himself. He did. He smiled as they got out of the ship but the only thing on his mind was the girl they had brought with. There had been three on board but two had gone back. He didn�t want to think of what had happened to her but instead busied himself with his other daily duties, any worst fears being shoved away.