This is something I wrote awhile back, it hasn't been
extremely edited or anything like that, so pardon the errors I know exist,
and enjoy. More will come if I feel like writing on it. It will get
more erotica based in later parts.
The day was winding down as Shelly walked out to her car from the
nursing home she worked at. Everything was starting to settle down after
the incident which gave the freedom from that needy ex, Jake. Jake had
been away on business for just about a week and Shelly had decided to go
drinking with some friends. To make a long story short, she slept with a
guy she had had the hots for and called to tell Jake the next morning.
Acting like she was remorseful and distraught from what happened, Shelly
told Jake that it would be best if she called their relationship off.
She hadn't heard from Jake sense then, but she knew he hadn't done
anything stupid because it would have been all over the small town they
lived in. As Shelly approached her car she heard a strange puffing sound
and a moment later felt a sharp stabbing sensation in the area of her
ass. Almost immediately her head started to spin, lost the grip on her
purse and keys and dropped in a heap on the hard earth.
Shelly slowly started to regain consciousness, the throbbing in her
head amplified by the incessant buzzing that filled the air. The young
woman immediately realized she was naked and bound. Terror coursed
through her as she looked around her. The room was small, padded from
floor to ceiling and contained no discernable door or windows. Slowly
she heard a door open directly above her head. tilting her head back she
saw a man dressed in a fine cut, tailor made suit walk in. He wore a
leather mask that only showed his strange red eyes, gloves over long,
thick fingers and an expensive pair of Italian leather shoes. "Hello
Shelly." the man said in a deep gravely voice,” We were so hoping to
meet you under more pleasant circumstances, but when We heard that you
slept with another man other than Azrael, We knew We would have to get
revenge for him. You see, he is our greatest asset and We can't have him
being depressed and making mistakes on his next mission, that would
just not do.” The man sounded insane, asset, mission? Jake was just a
traveling salesman who sold tech for a security firm, wasn’t he?”
Listen, I think you have the wrong girl,""Wrong Shelly, Azrael is our
best assassin, trained by Us to kill in almost a thousand different
ways, you know him as Jake Cabot."
Shelly’s eyes widened as all the little things started to fall into
place, the scars that marred his body, when he got really drunk he would
start talking in languages he swore he didn’t know when he was sober,
the seemingly random trips to cities well outside he supposed work
range.” Its all starting to make sense now isn't it. We told him not to
date women in the area he lived, but he didn't listen, which his right
being the master killer that he is. Now We shall see what it is that he
wishes to do with you slut." The mans voice suddenly grew crazy and
shrill.” Maybe he will gut her and let Us bathe in her blood, We do miss
that so." Sherry’s heart and lungs started working overtime as panic
started to overtake her. Jake, Azrael, whoever he was wouldn't surely
kill her for cheating on him would he? As her mind raced she barely
noticed a shadow fill the doorway, It was Jake Cabot, Azrael, the master
assassin for The Guild, come to reek his revenge.
"Mirco, leave me alone with her will you?" Jake asked the masked
man.” Of course Azrael, We will. Just let Us know when you will need the
room cleaned after your done." The masked man replied in a wistfully
sin-song voice as he left and shut the door, it sealing with a hiss." I
am sorry if Mirco frightened you Shelly, he was at one time one of The
Guilds greatest assassins, but a run in with a particularly feisty
target who knew how to wield a ice pick and acid left him deranged and
scarred, though he is actually quite harmless now." Shelly opened her
mouth to start begging for her life, but Jake stopped her.” Don’t worry
Chere, you will not die by my hand or any other hand associated with The
Guild. But, you will not be permitted to leave either. You will become a
slave for us Assassins of The Guild, serving us as we see fit, working
along side our other slaves cooking, cleaning, and pleasuring any one of
the men here, Mirco excluded of course, he you only have to make sure
he is fed and clothed.” What little warmth in Azrael’s eyes was left,
faded, leaving hard, cold blue caverns.” You are to be branded as my
stock, trained in the slave ways over the coming weeks by our slavers
and then you will be sent to my compound were you will join the other
Assassins slaves tending our needs and keeping our compound., are there
any questions you have of your Master, Slave?" Shelly nodded her head
yes.” Just one. Do you honestly think that you are going to get away
with kidnapping me you psychopath?" Shelly growled the words her rage at
what he planned to do with her out weighing the fear the situation had
caused.” Well Slave, I already have, you see when I took you from the
parking lot of your former employer, I had your car driven over the dam
on your way home. The search for your body was called off last night at
midnight, your mother has declared you dead, so Shelly Green does not
exist anymore, only the newest slave to the Assassins of The Guild."
Shelly felt tears stream down her cheek as sobs started jumping from
her convulsing throat. If everyone thought she was dead there would be
no way of finding her, not unless the government had some way of busting
these assassins, and who knows if that would ever happen. As Shelly
sobbed, Azrael went over to the door and knocked on the door panel to
signal to Mirco to open the cell.” Mirco, call the slavers and tell them
to bring the brand and kettle it is time to start the slaves training."
She heard Mirco speak his assent gleefully, and then heard his high
priced loafers jogging away into the distance.
