"Sir and his Little One"
An adult story by Laurel and Karre
Part I
This story is a work of pure fiction. The authors do not advocate any of the illegal or immoral activities of this story. This story contains graphic sex and violence, so
if you are too young to be reading such material, please do not read it. Thank you.
Clarification: This story is about a kidnapping. Technically, most of the sexual content is of the non-consensual variety. It also contains a f/f pairing, some pretty disturbing violence/death in some places, dark angst, shades of B&D, and one hyper little sexbot. For these reasons, it has been rated a very heavy Adult17+ (meaning that if you are under the age of 17, you should not read it).
Background information:
Clarissa Wolf's parts were written by Laurel. Clarissa, 20, is a figure skater living in Japan. Her history goes back aways in a role-playing game formerly on aol (now played by e-mail) which centers around
aliens who have made their homes on Earth--she is half Neptunian in origin, and half human. Therefore, some references will be made in the story to her tail (which all half-
Neps have some form of) and her need for a special breathing apparatus, since she must breathe hydrogen to live.
Kristoph Hauser's parts were written by Laurel. He is a German male, 23, who works for a secret revolutionary group of terrorists called the Factory of Evil Spirits. His own
father worked for this group many years ago, and was executed in front of his children for his failures.
Agent S (aka Blondie)'s parts were written by Laurel. Agent S is in command of the project Muni and Kristoph are working on. Both of them want to squeeze his blonde little head
like a ripe melon, but dangit, you can't do that to your superiors. ~_^
Muni Hauser's parts were written by Karre. Muni, 27, works with his brother for the Factory. Muni is the braun of the pair, a large muscular man with some very twisted hobbies.
Other characters mentioned in Part I: Haruka--Blondie's half-sister, a character of Laurel's. Dagger--Clarissa's cousin, who was attacked by Muni and Blondie in an earlier part of the story. She
is also a character of Laurel's.
There's a great deal of this story not featured here, simply because it would probably take a novel
to tell it all.
The story will be told in e-mail/role-playing post style, simply because that's how Karre and I wrote it. If you want to wait for me to get it written out in story style before reading it, you're
going to be waiting a loooooooong time... better to just read it now. ~_^
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/20/1999 8:51 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
::Standing in the hallway of the small apartment building, Kristoph Hauser took a leather restraint from his pocket and ran his fingers over it.:: Muni, when the girl opens the door, you shove
it open, allright? We will take her from there.
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/21/1999 4:27 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
> ::Standing in the hallway of the small apartment building, Kristoph Hauser
> took a leather restraint from his pocket and ran his fingers over it.:: Muni,
> when the girl opens the door, you shove it open, allright? We will take her
> from there.
::Muni cracked his knuckles. He smiled with anticipation, nodding to his brother. True, this wasn't finesse, but there was a lot to be said for simple brute force.::
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/21/1999 5:29 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
>::Muni cracked his knuckles. He smiled with anticipation, nodding to his
>brother.
::Inside the cute little apartment, Clarissa was preparing some tea for herself. The kettle on the stove was almost ready to whistle. She had been organizing her closet for
the last hour, trying to find some song lyrics for the latest skating show she was to star in, and it turned into a major project. Freckles the panther cub lounged on Clarissa's
bed, his tail wagging absently up and down.::
::The phone started to ring.:: Oh, can't a girl have any time to herself? You get to talk to the answering machine. Call you back after my tea.
::Then there was a knock at the door. Clarissa brushed her dusty hands off on her skating skirt (just threw a sweater on over the costume when she got home; better change soon
before you wrinkle that, Rissa) and opened the door a crack. There were two strangers at the door, both attractive, one of them a pretty big guy.:: Yes?
::Kristoph smiled at her politely.:: Candy-Gram.
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/22/1999 5:04 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
::Muni savored her brief look of delight, followed by confusion. The girl must have noticed that they weren't carrying anything. With a warm look on his face, he swept towards her.
He grasped her throat and arm, smoothly pushing her back inside and against a wall.:: "Do come in, brother." ::Muni looked at the petite prize in his hands. Pink skirt and bare feet...
she was very sweet. Maybe Blondie wouldn't get her, after all. He caressed her jaw-line with his thumb, imagining going over that soft, smooth skin with something sharp.:: "Guten tag, Miss."
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/22/1999 6:20 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
>>With a warm look on his face, he swept towards her.<<
::Clarissa's face was horrified; he was coming in here! She tried to close the door on him, but he was so much stronger than she was. He was like a freight train. The big man just pushed the door open effortlessly.::
>>He grasped her throat and arm, smoothly pushing her back inside and against a wall.::<<
Ahhhh! ::she whimpered. Who were these guys with? After all that had happened lately... who were they?:: Don't hurt me! Leave me alone! What do you want with me?
>>"Do come in, brother."<<
::Kristoph walked in through the open door, joking:: Land shark. ::in the exact tone with which it was spoken on "Saturday Night Live." That brought to mind a memory of himself and Muni in their pjs, drinking cocoa in front
of the tv and watching that old, old show every Saturday night with Father and Mutter. That was so long ago... and she always made the kind he liked, with the little marshmallows in it. He smiled to himself as he closed the
door. Mutter was always calling her strong, growing German boys, "Hans and Franz" after characters on that show.::
>>He caressed her jaw-line with his thumb, imagining going over that soft, smooth skin with something sharp.:: "Guten tag, Miss."<<
::Clarissa's light green eyes were filled with pure helpless terror.:: H-h-h-hello.
::Her pet panther cub, Freckles, came bounding into the room, ready to play with the new people. He stopped and surveyed the scene curiously.::
(Kristoph) I will take care of the pussycat. You restrain the girl. Muni, let's stick to Blondie's rules for now, alright? For Father's project. No cutting for now.
::**Cutting??** **Restrain the girl??** Clarissa's eyes got very wide and she started screaming, her voice high-pitched and full of fright. She took her free hand and began pounding on Muni's arm, the one holding her throat,
with a balled up fist.::
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/23/1999 2:33 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
> Ahhhh! ::she whimpered.
::Muni felt a warm surge of affection for the girl. How endearing she was!::
>Who were these guys with? After all that had happened
> lately... who were they?:: Don't hurt me! Leave me alone! What do you want
> with me?
"You're needed, miss." ::Muni explained gently.:: "We very much want you to come with us."
> ::Kristoph walked in through the open door, joking:: Land shark. ::in the
> exact tone with which it was spoken on "Saturday Night Live."
::Muni snorted and shook his head, a fond smile on his face.:: "Oh, stop, brother! Mother is right, you are a rascal."
> ::Clarissa's light green eyes were filled with pure helpless terror.::
> H-h-h-hello.
::How darling she was! Muni was going to enjoy this one. She was so fresh and innocent.::
> ::Her pet panther cub, Freckles, came bounding into the room, ready to play
> with the new people. He stopped and surveyed the scene curiously.::
"Oh, she has such a pretty pet." ::Muni admired the sleek animal. Surely Blondie would not object to anything that happened to the cat.::
> (Kristoph) I will take care of the pussycat. You restrain the girl. Muni,
> let's stick to Blondie's rules for now, alright? For Father's project. No
> cutting for now.
"Very well, Franz." ::Muni sighed. The entire mission was fraught with wasted opportunities.::
> ::**Cutting??** **Restrain the girl??** Clarissa's eyes got very wide and she
> started screaming, her voice high-pitched and full of fright. She took her
> free hand and began pounding on Muni's arm, the one holding her throat, with
> a balled up fist.::
::The blows and struggle were light and sweet. Muni tried not to laugh, it would hurt the girl so. Keeping his hold on her throat, Muni covered her mouth
with his other hand.:: "Shhh, small one. Hush. You must be quiet, or else you will be silenced." ::He tightened his grip on her slender neck. How delicate it was!
So easy to place the hand, so, and with such small effort, snap it. His palm itched as he eased closer. Blondie was wrong to keep Muni from his interests. Muni
would explain this to Blondie, in intricate detail, once the mission was over.:: "Do you understand? Please don't let that happen. Such a pretty face." ::Muni gazed
at her, looking boyishly infatuated as he admired her fine features. Those green eyes, so wide and fearful, were quite lovely.::
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/23/1999 3:05 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
>"You're needed, miss." ::Muni explained gently.:: "We very much want you to
>come with us."
But I don't want to come with you! Who are you?! ::Clarissa asked in a shaking voice.::
>"Very well, Franz." ::Muni sighed.
Of course, Hans. ::Kristoph grinned. He came up behind Muni and handed him the leather restraint.:: We're going to pump ::snap!:: you up.
::Clarissa made a very frightened face at the sight of the leather strap.::
>Keeping his hold on her throat, Muni covered her mouth with his other hand.::
>"Shhh, small one. Hush. You must be quiet, or else you will be silenced."
>::He tightened his grip on her slender neck.
::Clarissa whimpered again. She had always had trouble standing up to "authority figures," and this man was as close to an authority figure as you could get right now,
in her situation. What would happen if she kicked the man, or tried to smack him? He was so much bigger than she was!:: Mmmmmuuuph. ::she whimpered against his hand.
Tears ran down her face.::
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee! ::the tea kettle on the stove suddenly began to whistle::
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/24/1999 9:43 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
> ::Clarissa made a very frightened face at the sight of the leather strap.::
"Do not worry, it's well oiled. Not rough." ::Muni rubbed the leather on Clarissa's cheek.:: "Soft, supple, ja?" ::He bound Clarissa's wrists. How fine-boned she was!
So easy to make an accidental break. He spied a hook on the wall, probably meant for hanging skates or clothes.:: "How very thoughtful for you to have this." ::Muni hung Clarissa's
hands on the hook. It was a very nice height; Clarissa's feet were still firmly on the ground. Yet her hands and arms were now over her head, presenting the rest of her rather well.::
> ::Clarissa whimpered again. She had always had trouble standing up to
> "authority figures," and this man was as close to an authority figure as you
> could get right now, in her situation. What would happen if she kicked the
> man, or tried to smack him? He was so much bigger than she was!:: Mmmmmuuuph.
> ::she whimpered against his hand. Tears ran down her face.::
"Shhh." ::Muni was moved by the whimper. He very much wanted to hear more of them. But, no broken bones. No physical damage. This was a difficult task, after all. Tears glistened on
Clarissa's face. The big man brushed the back of his hand across her cheeks, gently wiping away the tears.:: "Remember to be quiet, little one. Noisy girls do not stay noisy for long."
::Muni rested his hands on her neck, brushing his thumbs on her jawline. Her oversized sweater hung loose at the neck, exposing her delicate collarbone. Muni ran his hand along it. So easy
to break. She was like a little china doll, what a rare sweet thing she was! Ready to bind her ankles, he slid his hands down her slim body to her legs. He was delighted to discover how firm they were.::
"You are an athlete, little one?" ::What a shame to bind these legs, which were so soft and hard at the same time. He ran a hand from ankle to thigh, feeling the taut muscle under the skin.::
> Weeeeeeeeeeeeee! ::the tea kettle on the stove suddenly began to whistle::
::Muni turned to Clarissa.:: "Do you have any cocoa?" ::He asked, almost sounding like a little boy.::
Subject: Re: SOPI 2290--Miracle Lane
Date: 4/24/1999 10:44 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
>"Do not worry, it's well oiled. Not rough." ::Muni rubbed the leather on
>Clarissa's cheek.:: "Soft, supple, ja?"
::She cringed a little just at the idea of the leather strap these people had brought touching her skin, then nodded.:: S-soft.
>::He bound Clarissa's wrists.
::Clarissa went along, trying to make it easy on him, not struggling or stiffening up too much. She had dealt with that former skating coach, Takahashi, who had abused her, enough to know that guys like this only got
angry and hurtful if you fought them. They wanted submission. They wanted you to struggle at the right moments, not now.::
>He spied a hook on the wall, probably meant for hanging skates or clothes.::
>"How very thoughtful for you to have this." ::Muni hung Clarissa's hands on
>the hook.
Y-y-you're wel-c-come.
::Go along, give him what he wants--you'll survive.::
>Tears glistened on Clarissa's face. The big man brushed the back of his
>hand across her cheeks, gently wiping away the tears.:: "Remember to be
>quiet, little one. Noisy girls do not stay noisy for long."
::She could not help it; Clarissa shuddered at Muni's touch.:: Um... um... ::trying to get her breath, trying to keep from crying hysterically:: I... will... be quiet.
>::Muni rested his hands on her neck, brushing his thumbs on her jawline. Her
>oversized sweater hung loose at the neck, exposing her delicate collarbone.
>Muni ran his hand along it.
::Clarissa's entire body started to shake with fear.:: Please don't hurt me. ::she begged in a tiny voice.::
>Ready to bind her ankles, he slid his hands down her slim body to her legs.
>He was delighted to discover how firm they were.::
>"You are an athlete, little one?"
Y-yes. I'm. A. Figure skater.
>He ran a hand from ankle to thigh, feeling the taut muscle under the skin.::
::It was nearly impossible to keep from whimpering when he massaged his big hands over her thighs. Clarissa fought hysterical tears.:: Please... I'll be good. ::whimper::
Please don't hurt me.
>::Muni turned to Clarissa.:: "Do you have any cocoa?"
Um... um yeah. In that cabinet. Over the sink.
::Clarissa realized as he turned to go through the cabinet that she might be able to run out the door. His back was turned, the front door was so close. She pulled lightly,
quietly, at the strap, but it was caught on the hook. She'd have to pull hard to get it loose. I have to make a break for it! Count of 3. One. T--::
::Kristoph came back into the room.:: I put the kitty in the closet. Let's get the girl and go back to the base. ::he grinned at the box in Muni's hand:: Cocoa? And it has the
little marshmallows! Bring that too.
::The most helpless, frightened look came to Clarissa's face as she realized she wasn't going to get away. They were taking her somewhere, with them.::
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/25/99 7:13:35 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
To: Laurel
> ::She cringed a little just at the idea of the leather strap these people had
> brought touching her skin, then nodded.:: S-soft.
::How endearing this young miss was! Muni was quite taken with her. Maybe he could convince Agent S to relinquish this one, if she replaced her with another.::
>Y-y-you're wel-c-come.
::Muni's eyes widened. This was not what he expected. So meek, like a little mouse! He could not damage this dear one. At least, not right away. He decided to ask
Agent S to part with this one. Surely another would do.::
> ::She could not help it; Clarissa shuddered at Muni's touch.:: Um... um...
> ::trying to get her breath, trying to keep from crying hysterically:: I...
> will... be quiet.
"So? Thank you." ::Muni enjoyed the feel of her shuddering under his hand.::
> ::Clarissa's entire body started to shake with fear.:: Please don't hurt me.
> ::she begged in a tiny voice.::
"You are a good girl, ja?" ::Muni asked.:: "Good girls do not get hurt." ::He wished he had brought a video camera with him. The girls reactions were rare and precious.::
> Y-yes. I'm. A. Figure skater.
"Ah! I should have known. A pity I cannot see you perform." ::Muni said conversationally. His entire tone and expression belied the seriousness of what he was doing, and
planning, for her.::
> ::It was nearly impossible to keep from whimpering when he massaged his big
> hands over her thighs. Clarissa fought hysterical tears.:: Please... I'll be
> good. ::whimper:: Please don't hurt me.
"What a lovely voice you have!" ::Muni said as he rubbed her thighs gently.:: "It should not get louder, do you understand? Do not worry, nothing shall happen to you here."
:: He slowly trussed her legs together, running his hands along her calf muscles.::
"Ah! Danka." ::Muni reached the cocoa easily.::
> ::Kristoph came back into the room.:: I put the kitty in the closet. Let's
> get the girl and go back to the base.
"Oh?" ::Muni would have done different. He shrugged. Kristoph had his own hobbies.::
>::he grinned at the box in Muni's
> hand:: Cocoa? And it has the little marshmallows! Bring that too.
"Yes, our little miss is a very thoughtful pet." ::Muni ran a hand along her cheek again; a gentle, somewhat possessive, expression on his face.:: "I'm quite taken with her.
Do you think Blondie would accept another in her place?"
> ::The most helpless, frightened look came to Clarissa's face as she realized
> she wasn't going to get away. They were taking her somewhere, with them.::
::Muni sighed. How he longed to savor that look! She was a precious little thing. Pulling her bound hands from the hook, he strapped them to her waist. Muni finally fitted
a gag around Clarissa's head.:: "I know you promised to be quiet, little one. But you may forget your promise. I won't forget MY promise, though. Good girls do not get hurt."
::Muni gathered Clarissa in his arms like a child. So light she was!:: "We are ready, Kristoph."
(I lost a mail of mine here, but a great deal of it is quoted in Karre's mail.)
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/26/99 2:08:48 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
To: Laurel
> ::Did he want her to say "you're welcome" or thank him for not hurting her?
> Clarissa tried the one she thought would impress him the most.:: Thank you
> for not hurting me. I'll be good so you won't have to.
::This girl was a wonder and a delight to Muni. He had never had anyone *thank* him in this situation. Mostly they just screamed and cried. Clarissa was a refreshing change.::
> > A pity I cannot see you perform." ::Muni said conversationally.
>
> I have video tapes. ::Clarissa offered. If he was watching videos, he
> couldn't be hurting her, right?::
"Do you? I would very much like to see them. Where are they kept?" ::Muni retrieved a small stack of videos.::
> >"What a lovely voice you have!" ::Muni said as he rubbed her thighs
> >gently.:: "It should not get louder, do you understand?
>
> Th-thank you. I-I un-understand.
>
> >Do not worry, nothing shall happen to you here."
> ::Kristoph took out his gun and looked it over with distaste. Clarissa let
> out a small, frightened gasp.:: I forgot my silencer, and the kitty is very
> loud when you do things to it that it does not like. ::As he was speaking,
> Freckles could be heard crying from the closet.:: If I shoot it, someone will
> hear. Anyway, we have overstayed our welcome as it is. We should go before
> someone becomes concerned about the girl and comes here to check on her.
"Ja, the girl is what counts." ::Muni wasn't going to quibble. He might just come back for the cat later.
It would be interesting to see how the girl responded if her pet was vivisectioned in front of her.::
> ::Clarissa let out another whimper at that comment. Was he saying he wanted
> to *keep* her?::
::Every whimper brought a small smile to Muni's lips. She made such wonderful noises.::
> ::Kristoph considered it.:: I suppose if we brought him another girl with
> comparable fame, someone who has also been on tv, then he could not deny you
> one prize.
::Muni nodded, hope in his eyes.:: "It is worth the attempt."
> ::So they wanted her because she'd been on tv? But it was only local fame!::
> There are many more famous people around here, much more famous than me.
> Wouldn't you rather--
>
> (Kristoph) She is right. If we bring Blondie someone more famous than her, he
> would be stupid to deny you. We will make a deal with him. ::Kristoph loved
> to see his big brother happy.::
"You are cooperative, *and* helpful." ::Muni said to Clarissa approvingly.:: "Thank you, brother.
I shall explain to Blondie the mutual benefits of that idea."
> ::Her frightened eyes looked back at him as she panted against the gag.
"Such big wide eyes," ::Muni chuckled to Kristoph.:: "Do you not approve of my doll?"
> ::On Muni's way down, Clarissa had to be thrown over his shoulder so he could
> use his hands. She whimpered in fear the whole way because she was afraid of
> falling.::
"Do not worry, small one. We have done this many times." ::Muni said as he rappelled down. Her
lithe body was so wonderfully tense.::
> ::Within a few minutes, they were in Kristoph's car and on their way back to
> the base.::
::Not for the first time, Muni was happy for the polarized windows in the car. They were conveniently
darkened. He placed Clarissa on his lap, then carefully fastened the seat belt.:: "We are going on a
little journey," ::He said to her, playing with her short hair.::
> ::Blondie approached Kristoph's car, which had arrived only a couple minutes
> after his own.:: Hello you two. Let's see what you brought me.
::Muni sat in the car with Clarissa held against his chest. She looked like a child in comparison to the big man.::
"Mein fuhrer, I would like to speak to you about this little one. Surely there are others you desire more."
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/26/99 4:08:35 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
To: Karre
>"Such big wide eyes," ::Muni chuckled to Kristoph.:: "Do you not approve of
>my doll?"
::Kristoph looked at her fearful eyes and nodded. He wondered if when this was all over he would get to shoot any of the prisoners and end their misery.
Guns were Kristoph's forte. He loved weapons. He loved using them. He could imagine this one with her wide fearful eyes as he shot her between them.:: She
is very pleasing to look at, with those wide green eyes so full of fear.
>"Do not worry, small one. We have done this many times." ::Muni said as he
>rappelled down.
::Clarissa's balcony faced the bay. A teenage girl on the beach pointed at Muni.:: What the heck is that guy doing? He's rappelling down the building! ::She
and her friend walked up to the back parking lot, but Kristoph and Muni were already gone.:: That was freaky!
>He placed Clarissa on his lap, then carefully fastened the seat belt.:: "We
>are going on a little journey," ::He said to her, playing with her short
>hair.::
::Every stroke along the back of her neck made Clarissa shiver like a frightened puppy. Tears spilled from her eyes as she nodded her understanding.::
>::Muni sat in the car with Clarissa held against his chest. She looked like
>a child in comparison to the big man.:: "Mein fuhrer, I would like to speak
>to you about this little one. Surely there are others you desire more."
::Blondie looked confused.:: What? Did you kill her?
::Clarissa turned her head toward Blondie with a look of fear in her eyes, as if questioning what he had just said.::
(Blondie) Well, she's not *dead.* What's the problem?
::Kristoph got out of the car.:: Muni requests that he get to keep this girl. She is very endearing; you should see how adorable she can be. He would like her for his own recreational purposes.
If I go out and get another famous person for you, can he keep this one? The girl has only been on local tv a couple of times, in her figure skating shows. I can get you someone who is much more
famous than that. ::his eyes twinkled with the prospect of a hunt::
::Blondie quickly swept his eyes over the car. Cocoa? Video tapes? Was Hauser planning a little party? Hm. The large German was lucky that he was in a good mood. Capturing Haruka had been very easy,
since she trusted her "Onii-chan." He would really like it if Kristoph could bring back someone more famous than the little figure skater. So he nodded agreeably.:: Okay. You bring me back someone famous,
and Muni can keep the girl. But until he brings me back a famous person, you aren't allowed to do any physical damage to her. Do you understand Hauser? Once I have my trade, she's all yours.
::Clarissa began to cry again. Long mournful sobs that hitched in her chest. Who would be able to save her now?::
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/27/99 12:53:17 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
To: Laurel
> ::Every stroke along the back of her neck made Clarissa shiver like a
> frightened puppy. Tears spilled from her eyes as she nodded her
> understanding.::
::Muni sighed contentedly. He was very happy.::
> ::Blondie looked confused.:: What? Did you kill her?
>
> ::Clarissa turned her head toward Blondie with a look of fear in her eyes, as
> if questioning what he had just said.::
::At the same time, Muni asserted,:: "No, I shall not kill her." ::Maim, maybe. Scar, possibly. But not kill.::
> ::Kristoph got out of the car.:: Muni requests that he get to keep this girl.
> She is very endearing; you should see how adorable she can be. He would like
> her for his own recreational purposes.
::Muni eased both himself and Clarissa out of the car. He gave his brother a grateful look. Kristoph was much better at
diplomacy than Muni was.::
> Okay. You bring me back
> someone famous, and Muni can keep the girl. But until he brings me back a
> famous person, you aren't allowed to do any physical damage to her. Do you
> understand Hauser? Once I have my trade, she's all yours.
"Ja, main fuhrer. We are agreed." ::Muni placed a possessive hand on Clarissa's shoulder.:: "So, brother, who do you have in mind?"
> ::Clarissa began to cry again. Long mournful sobs that hitched in her chest.
> Who would be able to save her now?::
::Muni held her against him, patting her shoulder.:: "See? You are no longer slated for death. Der fuhrer shall not harm you now." ::He
pulled a rust-spotted handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed at her tear-streaked face. Clarissa's face was not the first one Muni had used
the handkerchief on. Muni did wash it after every use, but blood had a tendency to stain.
::The big German was not concerned in the least that Clarissa was in tears. He enjoyed feeling her body shake as she sobbed. She was so sweet,
weeping instead of howling. What a dainty creature!:: "Where shall I put her? Someplace safe, I hope."
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/27/99 1:56:28 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
To: Karre
>>"So, brother, who do you have in mind?"<<
(Kristoph) I have several ideas. It just depends on who I can find.
>>::Muni held her against him, patting her shoulder.:: "See? You are no longer slated for death. Der fuhrer shall not harm you now."<<
::Clarissa was still shaking hard.:: Th-that's good-d.
>>::He pulled a rust-spotted handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed at her tear-streaked face. Clarissa's face was not the first one Muni had used
the handkerchief on. Muni did wash it after every use, but blood had a tendency to stain.<<
::Once Clarissa took a good look at the handkerchief, she tried to pull away, making a disgusted sound.:: Uh... uh... th-thank you, I-I'm fine.
>>"Where shall I put her? Someplace safe, I hope."<<
::Blondie was in a very good mood. Everything was going well.:: Why don't you take her into your private room, Hauser? Take a break. Your brother can
capture the other person we need, and you can have some time to yourself... with your little mutant friend. ::He tweaked Clarissa's tail.::
Ow! ::she yelped.::
::Kristoph grinned and nearly bounced as he went to look for his silencer.::
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/27/99 2:14:16 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
To: Laurel
> ::Once Clarissa took a good look at the handkerchief, she tried to pull away,
> making a disgusted sound.:: Uh... uh... th-thank you, I-I'm fine.
::Enjoying her reaction, Muni deliberately rubbed the handerchief on her cheek, the same way he had rubbed the leather restraints earlier.::
> ::Blondie was in a very good mood. Everything was going well.:: Why don't you
> take her into your private room, Hauser? Take a break. Your brother can
> capture the other person we need, and you can have some time to yourself...
::Muni was surprised by the generous offer.:: "Many thanks." ::He bowed, then gathered Clarissa in his arms to carry her off.::
> with your little mutant friend. ::He tweaked Clarissa's tail.::
>
> Ow! ::she yelped.::
::Muni looked in surprise.:: "So! She is tailed. The Dagger girl had a tail, too." ::It did not make much of a difference to Muni, but he
remembered the pain Dagger had felt when her tailed was mangled. Clarissa, it seemed, had the same weakness. This was good to know.::
> ::Kristoph grinned and nearly bounced as he went to look for his silencer.::
"Call me if you want help," ::Muni called after him, striding to his quarters with his prize.::
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/27/99 2:46:38 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
To: Karre
>::Enjoying her reaction, Muni deliberately rubbed the handerchief on her
>cheek, the same way he had rubbed the leather restraints earlier.::
::Clarissa cringed, then couldn't help but cry harder.:: Please... stop that. Those are--bl-blood stains.
>::He bowed, the gathered Clarissa in his arms to carry her off.::
::Another whimper escaped her.:: Shouldn't we stay here and um... um... visit with the fuhrer? ::She certainly didn't want to be alone with the brute.::
>::Muni looked in surprise.:: "So! She is tailed. The Dagger girl had a tail, too."
(Blondie) Yes, they are cousins. Both are mutants. ::He wrinkled his face when he said the last word.::
::Clarissa looked around with her frightened, wide eyes. Was Dagger here too?::
>"Call me if you want help," ::Muni called after him, striding to his
>quarters with his prize.::
Ja! ::Kristoph was busy fawning over a case full of various kinds of silencers, trying to choose just the right one.::
::Frantically Clarissa tried to think of a way to stall, but nothing would come to her. She finally wound up sobbing into her sweater.:: Help me. Somebody help me...
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/27/99 9:13:30 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
To: Laurel
> ::Clarissa cringed, then couldn't help but cry harder.:: Please... stop that.
> Those are--bl-blood stains.
"Yes. They are." ::Muni answered. He rubbed the handkerchief under her nose.::
> ::Another whimper escaped her.:: Shouldn't we stay here and um... um... visit
> with the fuhrer? ::She certainly didn't want to be alone with the brute.::
"No." ::Muni answered simply, enjoying her fear.::
> (Blondie) Yes, they are cousins. Both are mutants. ::He wrinkled his face
> when he said the last word.::
"What a pleasant coincidence!" ::Muni enjoyed the irony. His experience with Dagger had given him ideas, ideas he was eager
to try with Clarissa.::
> Ja! ::Kristoph was busy fawning over a case full of various kinds of
> silencers, trying to choose just the right one.::
::Muni smiled. Kristoph was like a kid on Christmas with his toys. Muni decided to order one of the special 'smart' laser-sighters Kristoph
had been interested in, to surprise his brother.::
> ::Frantically Clarissa tried to think of a way to stall, but nothing would
> come to her. She finally wound up sobbing into her sweater.:: Help me.
> Somebody help me...
::Muni smiled a gentle smile and patted her shoulder. She was a precious thing! He could hardly contain his eagerness to begin with her.::
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/27/99 9:31:19 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
To: Karre
>"Yes. They are." ::Muni answered. He rubbed the handkerchief under her nose.::
::It smelled like Spring Fresh Gain detergent. At least it didn't smell like death. Clarissa blew her nose on it.:: Thank you. I'm d-done.
>He could hardly contain his eagerness to begin with her.::
Um... don't forget the video tapes. ::Anything to stall him!::
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/28/99 12:47:52 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
To: Laurel
> Um... don't forget the video tapes. ::Anything to stall him!::
"Of course not." ::Muni made no move to retrieve them, continuing on to his quarters.::
::Muni's living quarters were either like a small apartment or a large dorm. There was a main room, meant to be a family rm/ bare minumum kitchen. A small bathroom, with a shower stall.
And the bedroom. Muni's hobbies being what they were, he had his bedroom things in the main room.
::The bedroom he had altered to suit his needs. It did not have a window, something he found very convenient. The concrete floor was stripped of carpeting, the outlets securely plugged.
The ventilation mesh in the wall, big enough for a cat to fit into, was covered with a scrap of heavy steel fencing. Sturdy iron rings were installed in the ceiling and four corners of the room.
Muni currently had chains attached to them. The room was cold and bare, and easy to clean after Muni was done playing. It wasn't his ideal play-room, but he was on a special assignment, and it was better than nothing.
::On the outside bedroom door hung several of his favorite toys/intruments. He had also installed a security lock on either side, only capable of being opened by either his thumbprint or Kristoph's.
::Muni carried Clarissa into his quarters, heading straight for the bedroom. He paused to pick up a couple of bracer-binders. Thumbing the lock, the big German carried his 'pet' inside the bare room, closing the door behind him.
The chains would stay, of course, but Clarissa needed a cot at least. He would see what he could scrounge up. Carpeting would be nice too, for her dainty bare toes. Later, later. First, a warm-up exercise for them both.::
"This is your room," ::he told Clarissa as he sat her on the bare concrete floor. He pulled the adjustable chain from the ceiling, eyeballing Clarissa's petite height. He made a show out of it, putting on a thoughtful expression
before finally selecting a length and locking a link in. He came back to Clarissa, crouching on his haunches before her. He was somewhat surprised that his pants were getting tight around the crotch.
::Humming industriously, Muni unbound her hands from her waist. Her legs he would save for later. He started unwrapping the leather straps around her wrists. When it was loose enough for her to work herself free, he held up the
bracer-binds, inviting her to slip her fine-boned hands and arms into them.:: "You are a good girl, ja?"
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/28/99 1:51:26 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Laurel
To: Karre
>>"This is your room," ::he told Clarissa as he sat her on the bare concrete floor.<<
::Great, she had a room. That meant he intended for her to stay!::
>>He pulled the adjustable chain from the ceiling, eyeballing Clarissa's petite height. He made a show out of it, putting on a thoughtful expression before finally selecting a length and locking a link in. He came back to Clarissa,
crouching on his haunches before her.<<
::She watched him fiddle with the chain, trying not to jump to any conclusions. But what was he going to do with that chain?! Her eyes widened and teared up suddenly, so she looked around the room until he crouched before her.::
Th-there's not m-much here. ::she remarked conversationally.::
>>::Humming industriously, Muni unbound her hands from her waist.<<
::Clarissa whimpered when he touched her, afraid he was going to do something right then and there.::
>>He started unwrapping the leather straps around her wrists. When it was loose enough for her to work herself free, he held up the bracer-binds, inviting her to slip her fine-boned hands and arms into them.:: "You are a good girl, ja?"<<
::Clarissa was unsure what he wanted her to do, so she slowly took her wrists out of the leather straps, watching for a negative reaction.:: Um... I'll... be good. ::She slipped both arms into the bracer-binds. Her hands were shaking.::
Subj: Re: Field day for Muni! ANS
Date: 4/29/99 2:03:16 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Karre
To: Laurel
> ::She watched him fiddle with the chain, trying not to jump to any
> conclusions. But what was he going to do with that chain?! Her eyes widened
> and teared up suddenly, so she looked around the room until he crouched
> before her.:: Th-there's not m-much here. ::she remarked conversationally.::
::Muni remained silent, watching her large wet eyes dart about as he busied himself with the chains. She was like a little frightened rabbit. How sweet, how vulnerable.::
> ::Clarissa whimpered when he touched her, afraid he was going to do something
> right then and there.::
::Muni deliberately made his hands linger, moving slowly.::
> ::Clarissa was unsure what he wanted her to do, so she slowly took her wrists
> out of the leather straps, watching for a negative reaction.:: Um... I'll...
> be good. ::She slipped both arms into the bracer-binds. Her hands were
> shaking.::
::Muni gave a warm smile. He had expected her to put up a token show of resistance, like hitting him or trying to crawl away. But she was so sweetly submissive. Smile-lines
crinkled his blue eyes.:: "That was very good."
::He linked the bracer-binds together with a foot of chain. He lingered, putting his hands over hers. He loved the feel of her trembling hands in his large, firm, calloused hands.
He gathered her in his arms again, and carried Clarissa to the center chain where it hung from the ceiling. He raised Clarissa's arms and snapped the chain from the bracer-binds to the
strong center chain. Muni gazed into Clarissa's face, taking in her features. With a sudden movement, Muni slipped away, dropping Clarissa.
::The girl's sudden fall was checked by the chains. Muni always enjoyed watching his 'guests' swing until they got orientated. They always made the most amusing faces and sounds.
Although she was hanging by her arms, Clarissa would able to get some weight on the balls of her feet.
::As Clarissa hung, Muni thumbed the lock to go back outside. He selected a wicked-looking one-bladed hunter's knife and came back inside. Without a word he approached Clarissa, holding
the well-oiled knife up so she could see it. He picked up speed as he got nearer. As he rushed past, he slashed out, taking careful aim. The knife slashed a huge rent in Clarissa's oversized
sweater. Muni made several more passes, each time adding another rip to the sweater. Muni's eyes were bright, his lips curled in a delighted smile. This was an invigorating challenge, to destroy the
clothes without damaging the one who wore them. What a fun new game this was!
Muni ended the game earlier than he would like, concerned that he might nick Clarissa's smooth, soft skin. He took a handful of her sweater and tore it from Clarissa's body. He continued to do
so until the sweater laid in shreds on the cold concrete floor. Clarissa was now clad only in her dainty ice-skating costume. Muni stood in front of her, and with a broad smile held the knife
up again.::
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