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Webcast - Theauthor & Smirkin - NOT A ROLEPLAY
« on: June 03, 2016, 09:50:30 AM »
So [member=1532]Smirkin[/member] and I have been corresponding, discussing grand issues of the world, and I finally got her agree to stoop to a level below her and write a story with me.  Here's how it's going to work.  We'll take turns writing the chapters, each of us going in the direction we choose.  Perhaps we'll discuss, perhaps not.  We've discussed the general plotline but not much beyond that.  So every other chapter you'll have her awesome, descriptive writing, and every other chapter you'll have my blech.  Sorry for that.  Anyway, here's chapter 1 of Webcast.  Enjoy and comments as always, are welcome.

Webcast

Katherine's eyes began to open, her eyelids heavy as they lifted, revealing nothing but darkness, the pitch black still permeating her entire world, her brain foggy and slow, the dull thumping in her head the next thing she noticed as she slowly began to return to consciousness.  She blinked, figuring the darkness would go away, her sight would gradually be restored as she woke up.  But when she did, still nothing but black. 

She went to rub her eyes, to wipe it all away but felt the resistance, the cuffs holding her wrists in place high above her head.  It was the first moment that she began to realize.  Something was terribly wrong.  Something had happened.  She tried to move her legs next and felt they were secured as well, her brain realizing they were spread apart, far apart.  Katherine, her mind still clouded, still stuck in a place somewhere between sleep and conscious, her actions still instinctive, unaware of the full gravity of the situation.  She cried out, except barely any sound came out, the severe packing limiting any noise, the deep throaty scream she intended, just a muffled whimper in reality.  Her body wriggled once more in its restraints, Katherine's brain realizing she was in fact standing, her legs spread apart and her arms secured high above her head, the ache in her arms now noticeable.  She struggled once more, another muffled scream, her body desperate, her mind trying to wake itself from the nightmare it was in.  Only this was no nightmare.  This was Katherine's new reality. 

Katherine's chest was rising and falling fast now, her breathing quick and labored.  She desperately tried to recall what happened to try and figure out how she got here.  She was at the bar with her friends, drinks flowing, talking to different men who bought her drinks.  She had dressed a little sexier than usual, feeling good about herself.  Low cut tank top and a short black pleated skirt that showed off her legs.  Nothing too revealing, but slightly more than she would typically show.  Her mind was too foggy and the panic that was setting in too overwhelming to remember much detail.  She could feel her eyes trying to blink frantically as she then realized that there was thick material covering her entire face, closing her world in entirely, limiting her to nothing but darkness and fear.  She felt her face reddening and flushing as she once again thrashed wildly in her bonds, her brain now fully awake, the terror searing through her body now complete and total.  The reality of her situation made breathing difficult, as she struggled to take in air, with her mouth sealed and the material over her head, encasing her face.

She stood helpless wondering what she had done, where she was, and how and when she would escape or survive.  As she struggled once more, trying to see if she could loosen or free herself from the restraints, she heard a deadbolt release and a door open.  The creaking sound, something out of a horror movie gave Katherine a chill through her entire body.  Her struggles ceased as she listened intently.  She mewed quietly through her packed mouth as she heard the footsteps approach her.  Her heart pounded as the soft deliberate steps stopped right next to her.  She could hear whomever it was breathing as they stood next to her, just standing there, not doing anything or saying anything.  After about ten seconds, Katherine, unable to stand it any longer screamed through her filled mouth, the soft stifled whimper filling the silence.  As she let out the scream, the footsteps resumed, walking slowly away from her, as Katherine felt herself about to explode, the fear and nerves consuming her.  She could hear this mystery person moving something around, the shifting and dragging of something.  Every noise, every second instilled more fright and terror in her.  Where was she and what was going to happen to her?

Before she could focus too much on her predicament, the footsteps approached her once more.  Stopping once again right in front of her.  Katherine could feel her body trembling in her restraints, the helplessness and vulnerability overwhelming her as she sobbed quietly.  She wanted to beg, she wanted to plead.  She wanted to ask what she did to get here.  She had so many things she needed to say, but she couldn't even come close.  She couldn't even muster a single word.  Whatever had been placed in her mouth filled her to the brim.

Suddenly she felt a hand on the back of her neck, finger wrapping around the wisps of hair protruding from the hood that he had secured over her head.  He yanked her head back hard, as Katherine cried out loudly, her heart pounding furiously as the vicious pull startled her and instilled more panic and fear.  Then she heard the words.  Words she would regret ever hearing.  Words that made her realize that she was in a far worse situation than she could possibly imagine.

"Greetings, Members.  There's someone I would like you to meet.  Someone very special and someone I think you are all going to want to get to know.  This is Katherine, our newest guest.  I met Katherine earlier this evening at an establishment several hours from here.  As soon as I saw her, I knew that she was someone you would all like to meet.  She was the perfect candidate for what you have told me you desire.  Beautiful, young, flirtatious, sexy.  All the things you members have sought.  I sense from what I've learned about her thus far that she will serve you well.  That her stay here will be lengthy.  We will be begin in two hours.  As always, Katherine now serves you.  You will decide what happens and when it happens."  His hand continued to hold Katherine's hair tightly as Katherine whimpered, her sounds audible to everyone currently watching her.

He continued speaking, his voice calm and soft, clearly someone who had experience with this before.  "Now, members, when we return, we will meet Katherine and get to know her very well.  What she looks like.  What interests her.  What makes her tick."  He took his other hand and caressed her hooded face gently, pulling her head back harder by her hair, as he uttered the last part of his speech.  "How she screams", he said, his voice cool, yet sinister.  He released Katherine's hair as her entire body shook with fear.  "See you soon, members.  Voting options will appear on the site shortly."  With that, he walked away and shut the camera off.  He began to leave, then once more looked at his newest toy.

Stopping in front of her, he watched her breathe, not saying a word, letting her emotions work, letting her imagination run wild.  It was all deliberate and intentional.  He wanted her to suffer, he wanted her to think.  He wanted her to create images in her mind.  It would make everything better.  He caressed her hooded face once more, softly as she whimpered again.  "See you soon, Katherine", before he stepped away and slowly walked out of the room, the door shutting behind him, the deadbolt locking into place, leaving Katherine once again, alone in a sea of darkness.
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Re: Webcast - Theauthor & Smirkin - NOT A ROLEPLAY
« Reply #1 on: June 03, 2016, 04:45:37 PM »
Katherine strained against her wrists again, with hope it would be different somehow than the previous time.  She felt herself relieved once she knew he had left.  Though she found herself wondering, 'Who is he?'  Katherine even attempts to comb through her thoughts to figure out for what reason she is in her newly found circumstance.  Katherine tries to shake her head in hopes of being able to free the hood from her face.  She hopes to bring a light back to her vision, surrounded for all she knows to be darkness.  Unsure of what may even be surrounding.  She replays quickly within her mind the things her captor had said.  Katherine finds herself wondering who he was talking to, who was he addressing.  Katherine takes in several deep breaths as she attempts to keep herself calm, as calm as she can be. 

Little does she know though, the man is only a few rooms away.  Within the confines of his own comfort, watching her.  Observing her every movement, as her long legs attempt to shift her weight back and forth.  Making her discomfort, worry, and anxiousness more apparent.  He finds himself amused at her tossing her head back and forth, trying to break free from the small prison of darkness that has her face and head enveloped.  He stares quietly at the images of her on his monitor while he stretches outward.  He carefully plans his next moves for Katherine.  Wondering what the members will want to see.  What they will want to happen.  Ultimately, what they want to do to her.

Katherine continues trying to shift and just as well continues meeting resistance.  She finds herself becoming frustrated with her inability to move.  Her breath begins to quicken again as she feels the flushed heat returning to her cheeks.  Katherine begins thinking the night over in her head wishing she had just decided to stay home. 'Would that have even made a difference?' she thought to herself.  Katherine doesn't know that this was a well planned effort.  An organization of sorts within itself and she was not just grabbed in a moment of opportunity.  Katherine had been watched and chosen along with a list of women who have been.  She is just the current...centerpiece.  Hand chosen, meeting the wants and potential desires of the members.

She whimpered against her gag again.  Katherine, hoping that one of the people he was speaking to would feel a stroke of compassion and help her.  Katherine wanted for someone to rush up to her and tell her that it would all be okay.  That she was safe and quickly release her cuffed wrists and free her restrained legs.  She continued trying to yell, only her voice continues being muffled by the insulation behind her lips. She pulls against her extremities with all her might, until the moment she begins to cause herself pain.  She breaks down in quiet sobs of frustration.  Fearing what will come with the return of the man. 

Katherine feels her mind creeping to the horrors that could possibly happen.  Every vile thought, disturbed moment seen in a movie.  Every vicious article of crime read exposing itself into her thoughts.  Quickly jumping to the worst case scenarios.  Katherine begins focusing on the silence of the room, only hearing her breaths, her wrists causing minor rattles of the cuffs as they touch.  It all just reminds Katherine of his calm demeanor, his soft voice.  Similar to that of when someone is having a casual conversation with a close friend.  She finds herself wanting even more to know who he was talking to.  Yet at the same time she doesn't.  Part of her wants to run as far away from where she is and never to look back.  Then another part is just wanting to know what his plans are.  What will be happening when the two hours has passed.  Who are the members? Where are the members? What do they want with innocent Katherine?  When will she be able to see the light... Or will the light see Katherine?

She continues working herself up and then talking herself back down trying to keep a cool and collected head.  That is till she tears it down again after building her strength up.  He finds it amusing to watch, the process continues to loop as she runs the possible endings through her head.  He takes a great pleasure in it because he knows there is no possible way she could figure out exactly what will happen to her.  For the simple fact alone is he doesn't know exactly what will happen to her.  It all lies in the hands of the loyal members, and what they decide to vote on. 

He breaks his attention from watching Katherine momentarily as he looks through the polls currently. Curious what the members have going through their minds.  What cruelty they wish to bring to her.  There isn't much that's off the table completely.  The options endless and what happens today, this time...is only the beginning for Katherine.  Her current fate, and what has yet to unfold weighs heavily on the collective decisions of many, many others.  He continues to briefly glance at his monitor as he imagines the possible things that can be done to her perfect form.  The endless tortuous acts that can be performed for simply entertainment. The joys of her potential screams, even if muffled. The wriggling and thrashing to attempt to get away from a sound or touch, even though it may make the situation worse or prolong for just a moment.  Either way, Katherine will face things her mind can't begin to conjure up, things she's never read or heard of within her sheltered pampered world.
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Re: Webcast - Theauthor & Smirkin - NOT A ROLEPLAY
« Reply #2 on: June 08, 2016, 10:34:29 AM »
As he continued to watch Katherine wriggle helplessly in her binds, he watched the computer, the members eagerly submitting requests.  The traffic tonight was much higher than normal, the mystery of Katherine had clearly engaged them. 

He had started his business a couple of years ago.  Really, it began from nothing.  He had been perfecting his methods of abducting women for years.  He would always follow the same pattern.  Scope out a small town far away from where his hideout was.  Hone in on a specimen who fit his needs and desires.  He would  then spend several weeks finding out their every move, learning their schedule by heart, observing their interactions, charting their daily meetings, friendships.  He also had certain guidelines that were rigid and enforced without deviation.  His prey would always be single, so that there was no chance a boyfriend could barge in or be in an unexpected location.  He would never let the victim see him or interact with him.  If by chance, they ever met or ran into each other, he would abort the plan entirely.  He could not risk that anyone would recognize him or recall an interaction with the victim.  This had happened on an occasion or two and greatly disappointed him.  But he could not take the chance that there would be any trace of him, or that he would be discovered.  He never picked the same town twice and he tried to vary the types of women he chose, some professional, some naive, some students, some slightly older.  Their looks also varied and they typically had very little common with one another, except for the fact that they were young,single and attractive.

To keep his identity from being known, he would wear a black mask at all times or hood or blindfold his prey during their sessions.  No woman had ever been able to identify him yet or give any kind of description other than a general physical one to the authorities.   He would typically keep them in his hideaway for several weeks, using them and breaking them, perfecting his methods of sadism on them until he felt they could take no more or alternatively, they adjusted, and he didn't receive the reactions from them that he desired.  At that point, he would simply drug them, put them back in his van, take them back to the town they were from, and leave them on the side of a public road, naked and bound, to be discovered by the authorities. 

It had all changed when he had discovered the appetite for what he did.  He began to venture onto the Dark Web, discovering a whole world of deviancy and an appetite for what he did that had never existed before.  He began corresponding with several people on a forum about abduction and captivity and started to formulate a plan.  A plan to merge his love of sadism and his desire for money into one business enterprise.  He rigged the hideaway cabin meticulously and designed it to be soundproof and virtually unidentifiable.  He took advanced computer courses and learned how to make his website's host location virtually undetectable.

Once it was set up, he sent the members of the chat room a link to his new website.  As they clicked on it, it showed Lauren, his first public webcast victim, chained naked to a bed.  The fear in her eyes was palpable, the noises she was making completely real.  He gave those members a sample, letting them watch as Lauren was slowly and meticulously broken that night.  The lucky few who were able to watch this had never seen anything like this before.  Never had they seen it be so real.  The tears, the cries, the moans.  It was so obviously real that it made everything pale in comparison.  The deviants who had the appetite for this sort of thing couldn't help but want more.  Everything up to that point seemed cheap and unrealistic.  Seeing this, this was what they fantasized about, this is what they wanted to watch.  Slowly the word got out and the demand began to build.  He began charging membership fees of $2,500 per month, wanting only well heeled customers, figuring that would limit the viewing audience.  A background check was required to make sure no one was law enforcement or anyone suspicious who could potentially ruin the business.

There had been no hiccups so far.  Several women had been stars on his site, some staying for several months.  He had made the site interactive, allowing his members to choose what woud happen to each of his victims, step by step.  He knew most of his viewers shared his interests and he was the one who got to inflict the choices his members made.

As he sat reflecting on his good fortune, he glanced up at the clock.  It was time.  The viewers were ready.  Votes had come in at a record pace for Katherine.  They were eager to begin.  And so was he.  A small smile flickered across his face as he stood up, heading down towards the basement. 

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Re: Webcast - Theauthor & Smirkin - NOT A ROLEPLAY
« Reply #3 on: June 10, 2016, 03:02:39 PM »
With each step down his smile grew.  His heartbeat quickened.  He was excited to see Katherine again, to begin creating their moments.  To make her a star to his hungry members. The thought excited him to no end fairly easily. He wondered what had been going through her mind.  If she had been sitting in the room nervous and scared.  Thinking and wondering what he would be doing to her when he had returned.  Her poor face shut off from viewing anything outside of darkness.

His smile could only grow as he reached the landing and walked to just outside the door.  He pressed his palm against it, feeling and absorbing the coolness of the large door.  Preparing himself to unlock it walk through.  He felt excited to begin after the voting had completed and he had viewed the wants of his members.  He was extremely pleased the majority had wanted the same thing he did. With a few breaths he unlocked the door, he felt he was ready.  That he had pressed his excitement aside, for now.

Opening the door he casually walked in.  The soft sounds of his shoes against the floor had almost set the opening tone.  He was certain it had to be intimidating to Katherine.  Incapable of seeing anything, only able to hear the door unlock.. Open and close.. Steps walking in and towards her without any clue or guess of what may happen next.  For all she knew a dinner party was being set up around her, or that he was standing outside of her hood making silly faces and gestures at her.  The point is that she had no way of knowing.

Katherine lifted her head in the direction of him as she mewed against the filling inside her mouth.  She stirred just enough to make a noise, disturbing the calm of the air.  He turned the camera's feed back on to the viewers before continuing.  She began to stiffen as he stepped closer towards her.  One slow step after another, the footsteps bounce off the walls.  Distorting her ability to truly recognize where in the room he is which has its own advantages.

"Hello again Katherine, did you miss me?"  He watched her body cringe at the sounds of his voice, his words tranquilly slithered from his lips with a lightness.  She leaned her head from one shoulder to the other.  The fact that he didn't speak to her in a harsh manner only made her more apprehensive.  It reminded her of several films, the sweet appearing innocent person, with only the kindest tone when speaking.  Even though they were explaining  doing horrible things.  It had another level added to it.  It made it that much worse.  Their words dripped of caramelized sugar and the whole while you knew they were planning the unthinkable.

She didn't miss him but at the same time she had done exactly that.  She needed him in a sense.  It was better than being completely alone to just her thoughts.  That was the case for now, her opinion may and more than likely will change later on.  She may find herself craving the isolation, those moments of just hanging there by a thin strand of hope. 

He walked several paces closer as he turned around and waved to a camera.  "Good evening, members." He smiled as he drifted a hand to her shoulder, firmly patting it.  She instinctively flinched away as she moved her head about. She still wanted to know who the members were and where they were.  "I have reviewed the votes and I am extremely pleased with how promptly they were done.  I have to admit I was surprised with the user traffic this time.  You all must really be pleased with the potential our dear Katherine here has."

He runs his hand from her shoulder, transitioning to only using a single finger as he traces over her chest. He slips his finger behind cut of her tank top and tugs it softly.  He leans his face in towards Katherine's while grinning. "So... The the first voting poll leads us to... It's rather simple." He could hear the sharp inhale through her nares while he brushed his hand across her chest.  He leisurely stepped behind her, still keeping his face close.  His mouth by the side of her hooded head. "The members want to see you unwrapped, they want to see their new gift displayed so they can admire you."  His palms covered each mound on chest, rubbing against the fabric.  He uses them similar to a gripping point as he drew her closer to himself.

His hands slid further down across her taut abdomen. "They want to have a better visual so that their creativity can build." His words smoothly flowed, each one burrowing into her mind.  Katherine gave a stifled plea of help into her gag as she leaned her head back helplessly.  The realization that this was no dream or that this would be over anytime soon.  She now knew this would be dragged out as long as they were kept amused.  Even then, she had no way of controlling that.  Any act done whether she reacted or not would appease him and his viewers. 
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