Girls Abducted – Steiner’s Journey Part 1

Steiner Solveig was a 6’6 blond giant with the rippling muscles of his Viking ancestors. His cold, glacier-blue eyes penetrated the world like few things could. When he looked at a person it was as if he saw right through you and yet also inside you like a predator cracking the shell of a newborn egg to slurp up its nutritious insides. It was a Friday night, calm and quiet. The silvery glow of the moon cast the world in its complacent sheen. The foothills near the Colorado Rockies loomed like kneeling giants underneath their towering brethren, and as Steiner watched them out the window of his van he imagined them coming to life as creatures of earth and molten heat.

He had driven several hundred miles in the last few days, and for good reason. He had been on the hunt. The thrill of new victims surged in his veins, and in the sleepier suburbs of Boulder he had found more than a few sweet and innocence specimens.

The nonde van he drove was brown and as unremarkable as a clod of dirt. Which was, of course, the whole point. People tended to forget the unremarkable, Steiner kept the van well-kept and clean, and that was all. It reflected the meticulous nature of its owner, and the desire for careful anonymity.

Steiner pulled into the downward sloping driveway which led into the underground garage of a home built ingeniously into the hillside. He stopped the engine and listened. In the back he could hear the sounds of two struggling women. The muscular blond rapist and serial killer wore black fatigues, combat boots, and night vision goggles. He hopped out into the harsh glare of the naked bulbs in the lair of his ‘Den’ outside Colorado Springs. He had many such dens; this is what he called them. They dotted not only the country but the world. As a predator he took no chances.

When he pulled open the back doors of the van he admired the two women inside. Natalie’s long dark hair contrasted nicely against her well-tanned skin and the rich brown of her eyes. She was short and compact, with an innocent heart-shaped face and firm, bubble-shaped breasts. After Steiner had rendered her unconscious with a chloroform-soaked rag he had bound her in her bra and panties only, hog-tied with ropes. Beside the 23-year-old Natalie lay 24 year-old Melanie. Melanie was a taller, long-limbed specimen. Despite her slender build, her breasts were full, the aureoles of her tits delightful. Melanie was a dark blond whose hair could almost be mistaken for brunette in the wrong lighting. Her terrified blue eyes locked onto Steiner’s, an unspoken plea for mercy screaming from her to him. She too was hog-tied in a pink bra and panty.

“Good evening ladies. Welcome to my World of Torments. Welcome to Hell,” Steiner whispered. He drew out his long combat knife and warned both women to remain completely still. Then, slowly, he cut through their bonds. Both girls wiggled away from him, cringing in horror and disgust. This was a good time to draw the Glock, so Steiner put down the knife and leveled the weapon at both girls. In the near pitch blackness they could see him hardly at all, but he could see their fear as vividly as in daylight.

“Do not move or I will send hot lead into your beautiful bodies. Is that understood?”

Both girls trembled and nodded.

“What are your names?” He looked at the short brunette.

“N-Natalie.”

Then he glanced sideways at the lithesome blond. “Melanie.”

He grunted with satisfaction. Though he had kidnapped them separately, their names had a nice, similar-sounding ring. He didn’t know why that pleased him so much, but it did.

He threw a pair of handcuffs at Natalie’s feet. “Cuff the blonde’s wrists in front of her. Natalie hesitated for a moment, but hearing Steiner cock the pistol, she did as she’d been told. Next the blonde rapist-killer threw a second pair of cuffs at Natalie’s feet and told her to cuff herself too. She did so, even though her hands trembled violently.

Stepping backward and taking off the night vision goggles, Steiner switched on the glaring lights of the garage and told his captives to come out.

The wobbling girls managed to step down from the van as Steiner stripped, keeping the gun handy every single moment. Soon he stood naked, cock erect, blue eyes carefully appraising his new acquisitions with a gun in one hand and a knife in the other.

“Take off each other’s clothes,” he intoned. Natalie looked appalled. Melanie’s eyes looked away, and she fidgeted nervously in her bonds. Both girls stood there, shaking their heads and trembling in fear.

Steiner strode up to Natalie, thrusting his gun into her left breast. “What did I say, bitch? Get busy stripping your blonde friend!” he roared. Natalie jumped with a start and then hurriedly approached the blonde vixen. The short brunette’s hands fumbled awkwardly with the bra until it finally slipped free. Then she helped Melanie slip out of the panties too, revealing a clean-shaven pubic area and pouting, pink pussy lips.

Melanie blushed in shame and turned away. So absorbed was the girl in her own humiliation, she did not even think to undress her fellow captive. Steiner’s eyes narrowed in anger at the girl’s slowness. He put down the gun on a nearby workbench against the garage wall, far out of reach of both captives, and then approached Melanie with the knife. Her eyes widened in terror as his hand gripped her throat, forcing the slender girl to her knees. Her eyes bulged at the size of his thick cock, vein-ensorcelled and brimming with seed.

“Did I not tell you to help the dark-haired slut strip? Yet you disobeyed me. This has consequences, stupid cunt. Suck my cock and I may let you live a while longer.” He pressed the naked blade against her throat, drawing a thin line of blood as the young blonde gasped. She leaned forward tentatively, licking the bulbous head of his shaft.

“None of this pathetic kissy shit. I said SUCK IT, whore!” Steiner’s growl was joined by his open palm slapping the blonde captive’s breasts hard as she moaned. Her mouth reluctantly collapsed over his cock-head, pressing against the sides of his shaft. He felt the warmth of her mouth encase him and was instantly gratified. He bunched her long raiment of hair in a convenient fist as her mouth began to slowly slurp down and up…down and back up…lubricating his prick. He idly noticed that the dark-haired slut was watching every second of her fellow captive’s mouth rape, unable to tear her eyes away.

Steiner groaned with contentment as Melanie’s tongue laved his cock. She risked sliding her tongue up and down his shaft for a good twenty seconds, letting his cock dangle free before re-smothering it and pressing her lips so hard against his shaft. Melanie thought to herself ‘Please, oh god, just make him cum. Maybe if I please him, he’ll let me go!’ It was a delusion, but the young captive was desperate for any semblance of hope. Little did she know that Steiner was a predator who enjoyed toying with his victim before the kill.

Steiner’s groans reached new heights as he thrust Melanie’s head back and forth onto his massive dong. He could feel his seed churning in the reservoir of his testicles. The bitch wasn’t half-bad at cock-sucking, he had to admit it. The naked rapist-killer began to fuck Melanie’s face in earnest. Soon the blonde was gagging and sputtering as her rapist shoved his angry cock almost down her throat. He heard her choke as he forced her to hold him completely in her mouth, pre-cum dangling where his shaft met the seal of her lips. At last he pulled out. Melanie gasped for air, cum swinging from her lips in gooey wisps.

“Lay down, cunt.