A Couple’s Dark Secret-Kayleigh

Kayleigh…..oh Kayleigh…what a beautiful name, what a beautiful girl. Like an angel with her white blonde hair down her lovely little back.

Her startling blue eyes always framed by thick black eyeliner and dark eye shadow. Her pristine skin making the black make-up even more prominent on her petite face. In fact, everything about this girl was petite. She was only 5’2 and at 1* I doubted she would get much bigger than her slight frame. She was skinny, almost on the anorexic side. Her breasts almost non-existent through the black cotton shirts that where her uniform. Again, I doubted she would grow any bigger in bra size either, but we will never find out. Not if my husband and I have our way.
Kayleigh is our neighbor’s daughter.

The neighbor is a single mother who is always gone at work. It’s not that Kayleigh’s mother has to work; it’s that she chooses to work. Kayleigh gets off the bus in the afternoon and is home by herself almost every day till at least ten pm at night. Many times she has been invited to our house for dinner, etc. She knows us well or so she thinks. My husband and I are extreme twisted freaks. Both of us raised by sexually twisted father’s, we were a perfect match. We both love pain, giving and receiving.

Lately we have been giving more than we have been receiving. Our life consists of acting like normal people while at night we fulfill our twisted fantasies. Arranging for girls and boys of all ages to be brought to our home, to be our fuck toys for the night, weekend, and week or however long we decide to keep the toy around. And I had decided that Kayleigh was going to be our next play thing. Oh how beautiful she was…..I couldn’t wait till I had her crying, with that pretty black make-up smearing down her face as she asked why.
On Sunday evening I called our contact to arrange Kayleigh’s disappearance. We agreed that he would bring her to the house, drugged immediately after snatching her. He asked for a week to case the place and to plan the snatch. I agreed and hung up.

Turning to my husband I smiled and told him that our next guest would be arriving a week from Monday. I had a lot to do…I had many “pleasures” planned for this wannabe emo girl.
I converted the soundproof room downstairs into a torture room that we used often. Changing out the various tables, toys, etc. would change the “scene” of the room. With Kayleigh I thought it would be fighting as a pseudo-dungeon. Since she liked her dark make-up and dark clothes so much. I bought a bunch of two by fours and had Jimmy construct a giant crate, one sturdy enough to lay the 5’2 framed girl onto…only supporting her back. Her head and legs would hang off the edges of the “table”.

I then had Jimmy construct iron wrist clamps to the table for her arms and then iron leg clamps on raised thin iron pipes nailed to the “table”. The effect would be one little girl strapped to the table with her legs pinned spread and up, with her ass and pussy readily accessible at the edge of the table and her head hanging off the other end. I then hung black sheets along the walls that had been painted with black light paint of different Celtic symbols, giving the effect of Satanism when the black light was turned on. I bought two black “Vampire” robes with hoods on them at the Halloween store at the mall. I then contacted my street dealer and ordered a number of different drugs, both street and pharmaceutical. I went through my toy collection and selected a bunch of different toys, clamps, whips, etc that I wanted to use on the girl and set them up downstairs. I then had Jimmy bolt an adjustable leg bar separator to the floor in the corner, right above the giant hook he had bolted in the year before.

Monday could not arrive quickly enough for me.
When it did I couldn’t wait till early afternoon when Kayleigh would arrive. Around four in the afternoon I heard the chime, signaling authorized entrance to our back property gate. Hurrying downstairs, I open the back basement door just in time to see a white painter’s van pull up to the door. Getting out my contact grinned and said, “Piece of cake….little bitch didn’t even put up a fight.” He opened the side doors and revealed an unconscious Kayleigh with a black hood over her head and her arms handcuffed behind her back.
You only have about forty five minutes or so before the drug wears off and she starts to come to,” my contact grunted as he lifted her dead weight out of the van, “oh and Gino gave me the package you requested last week. My contact followed me through the door and down the hallway to the back door of the torture chamber. Opening up the door I draw back the black sheet and instruct him to lay Kayleigh on the crate.

Thanking him, I give him Gino’s money and his take and accept my package and see him out. Once I am sure he has left the property, I reset all the codes, notify Jimmy and set about getting started. I go back to the room and begin to remove Kayleigh’s black clothes. I remove everything including all her jewelry. Unwrapping the brown package I run through the drugs making sure it’s all there.

Grinning to myself, I prepare a needle filled with a sedative, enough to keep her asleep till tonight. I plunge the needle into the unconscious girl and empty the contents into her arm. I then pin the arm down and cuff her arm to the table; I repeat the procedure of cuffing her other arm. I then cuff her legs up to the leg irons. I sigh; Kayleigh is so pretty with her little legs forced apart like that. I go back upstairs to prepare dinner and to wait for Jimmy to come home. When he does, we eat and have a couple drinks, along with a small pile of speed. As I feel the height of the rush starting I look at Jimmy and grin. He grins back and we both get up and proceed downstairs to the chamber.

Kayleigh is still unconscious, but that will be remedied shortly. I prepare three more needles as my husband walks around the girl, mumbling appreciation for her slight, very young girlish body. The first needle is a drug to induce paranoia. The second was to induce hallucinations. The third was adrenaline, to wake her up. Shedding all of our clothes, Jimmy and I put the black robes on and turn on the black light, extinguishing the regular lights. I pull a devils mask over my face as Jimmy pulls a demons mask over his face.

In less than a minute I had injected all three medications into the sleeping girl. Slowly she starts stirring, moving what little she can, it isn’t long before she realizes that she is posted to a table of some sort and naked. “Wwwwhat….” she mumbles dazedly. Jimmy and I standing off in a darkened corner, watching her, waiting for the medicines to take full effect. “Someone….please….where am I?” Kayleigh stuttered out. I giggle, high pitched and creepy sounding, “Hell-Hello?” Kayleigh trembles out, the fear evident in her voice. Jimmy giggles evilly, “Welcome to hell slut.”

“What’s going on? Please someone help me!” Kayleigh screams out as she whips her head from side to side, her eyes wide open with fear and the paranoia that is starting to creep in.
I stepped into the light and Kayleigh saw the movement, whipped her head around and started screaming, struggling against her bonds. I laughed at her reaction, “Welcome whore.
Please, Please….” Was all Kayleigh could manage through her apparent panic attack. The hallucination drug must be taking effect because Kayleigh went even whiter than her pale skin could possibly go at the sight of me. Jimmy laughed and stepped into the light, “Shut up slut, it’s been sooo long since we have had a human girl. We are going to have so much fun with you.” He reaches into the robe and pulls out his hardening prick.

His glorious, meaty, HUGE cock. Kayleigh could only gasp in fear as Jimmy slowly started stroking his prick. I could only imagine what this poor girl was seeing with the hallucinations, but I knew it was only inciting her fear and I loved it! “I want to see it cry,” Jimmy growled as he stroked his cock. Giggling I comply. I scamper over to the table of my toys and select a cane. Striding back to the table I bring the cane down with a whistle and land it square across both of her small breasts. Leaving a nice bright red welt, Kayleigh screams as I don’t hesitate to swing my arm back up and then down, almost overlapping the first blow. The second swing brings the water works.
PLEASE STOP!” Kayleigh screams, “IT HURTS…PLEASE…..” She sobs as she screams.
“Line the whore,” Jimmy snaps out. I comply. Whipping the girl from breast to pelvic, I leave welt after welt of bright red skin.