Lake-2: Grasp It!
Lenka lay on the bed, scrubbing the pattern of the wallpaper with her toe. The golden tan of her long slim legs contrasted with the black girly which beautifully hugged her round tits. The opened window couldn't save the girl from the heat of a July midday. Quiet. Parents are at work. Nothing to do. Boredom... Maybe Oxana will come to see her.
In an hour or so she heard the gate opening and then the bicycle ringing. It was Oxana, she was dressed in a tee and shorts, her fair hair was tightly pressed back in a braid.
"Bored?" she asked rhetorically, "I left my bike at the gate, okay? So hot... Have you heard, a woman disappeared at the lake last Sunday? Went to the forest and didn't return! Scary!"
"How do you know?"
"The militia guys asked us, if we saw anything suspicious."
"Yuck! I've been there all day long last Sunday!"
"Can you imagine," Oxana went on in a whisper, "all this happening to you. You disappear. You exist, and then you don't."
"Stop it! I'm already scared!"
"Why do you think they'd do that?"
"Dunno. Can't even think of a reason."
"For example, kidnapped for a harem of an underground sultan. Under the ground," she giggled.
"Stop it!" said Lenka. Then she looked at Oxana curiously and asked: "Why such thoughts, huh? Harems and sultans?"
Oxana laughed.
"Yea, yea, no romance in Russia. What are we going to do?"
Alex attentively listened to their small talk. He had installed the bug in the morning and was now sitting on a bench listening to everything they were saying. He looked just like a common guy with a Walkman. "You won't escape me," he thought. Having stabbed the first victim, he liked that awfully, and he couldn't help thinking of the pretty local girl who had escaped him. "Lenka," he said her name. What a bitch! The image of her swimming aroused him. Just a hell of a girl. And her friend is also nice, he thought. A harem. I will show you my harem. A good idea...
For the second time he got ready more thoroughly, having bought some cameras and the necessary equipment. It cost pretty much, but money meant nothing to him, he thought he would earn more. Then, with his first victim, everything happened so quickly... Although the memories were fantastic. Even now he could still remember the trembling of the woman's body and her blood spurting all over him. With the help of video, all that could be revived again and again.
He smiled sardonically remembering Oxana's allusions to oriental tortures. This time everything would be different.
"Wanna go for a swim?"
"Are you crazy, after all you have just told?!"
"Why, are you gonna stay indoors all the summer long? You're not alone, and we're not going to the forest alone!"
"Okay, okay..."
Alex saw them go out of the gate. They were both barefooted. Lenka had put on shorts and sunglasses. She also had a small bag, probably with food and towels. The girls
jumped on their bikes and set off for the beach. Alex watched them disappear on the road. He had to remove the bug now.
Alex arrived at the beach about an hour later. He left his car in the shade of the tress, got out and looked around. He saw the familiar bikes and covers lying on the sand next to them, but the girls were not there. Oh, there they are, swimming in the middle of the lake. Alex undressed, trying to conceal his hurry, took his gear and ran to the edge of the water. He jumped into the waves, that felt good. He approached his victims gradually, as though accidentally. Nobody paid any attention to him - a common thing. Near them he took a dive. What beauty and freedom. He identified Lenka at once for he had already seen her swimming. The other one was Oxana. He could now take a better look at her. She was also very pretty. Curvy body, a nice belly, tits just the size for her height. A very beautiful girl. Her moves were very erotic. It was high time to return to the surface. Alex had an idea of how to lure them to his country house. It wasn't too sophisticated, but it was worth a try.
The girls were warming on the sand after their swim when they noticed someone staring at them. he smiled and waved his hand to them. then he slowly came closer.
"Hi girls," he said.
"Hi," said Oxana dryly.
"Are you local? I'm Alex, I'm a photographer. Sorry to disturb you, but you look great."
"So what?" said Oxana with a grin.
"I've an offer for you. Would you like to do some modeling?"
"What about it?"
"I work for an advertising company. If you pass, you'll most probably earn a lot. And by the way, they will teach you how to move very beautifully, strengthen your versatility. Have you seen any models move?"
"Hey," said Oxana, "let us give it a try!"
Alex held his breath. The plan was very brave, everything depended on their agreement. Will they swallow it? Although the lure is goddamn good for them!
"Will it take long?" asked Lenka finally. "And what will we be supposed to do?"
"Well, I think we'll have it done before night," said Alex quickly. "Nothing special,
simply put on these very swimsuits. Do you agree? If not, bye-bye."
"Okay, it's a deal," said Oxana quickly.
"Good. Let's go right now."
"But our bikes! And we're not ready!"
Alex pretended to be thinking.
"Okay, go home but don't tell anyone, your parents will certainly prohibit you to model. Let's meet near the club one hour later."
"It's a date!" said Oxana and jumped to her feet.
Alex went to his car. He didn't look back at them.
One hour later he stood in the shade waiting for the girls. His beige car was waiting for them on the next street. There is always a chance of being observed by unwanted witnesses, moreover everybody has a lot of friends here since the town is very small. It was good he didn't pick them up at the lake - there were too many people. It's time... They're not here. Maybe they won't come? Ah, here they are. They wear light summer dresses and shoes.
Alex came up to them.
"Here I am. Let's go, my car is right there."
They passed by the club and got to the neighboring street. The car was waiting for them. they drove out of the village and got to the highway.
"Where are you taking us?" asked Oxana.
"To my country house, I've a studio there. Any problems at home?"
"No, the parents are still at work."
Alex smiled. All went well.
In an hour and a half he pulled at a house with a high fence. Oxana got out of the car and stretched. He saw she was nervous but tried her best to conceal it under a mask of indifference.
Alex opened the door and let the girls in.
"There's the shower, put on your swimsuits and we'll start the ball rolling."
The girls went into the shower and looked around. But everything was quite usual, the water was warm, just what is best needed in such heat.
Alex entered the "studio" he had made in the cellar. He quickly hid the large spike of steel which was embedded in the hole on the floor. He put plastic carpets and checked the cameras. The scene was ready. Hearing the girls' voices upstairs, he went back.
The girls quickly wiped themselves with a large towel. Then they put on their swimsuits and went back to the hall.
"I wonder where the studio is," said Lenka.
"It's a strange place," said Oxana. "Where is he?"
"Are you ready? Let's go," they heard him saying.
They went downstairs. It was warm enough, although they were now in the cellar. The walls were painted dark, there were lamps and cameras everywhere. Plenty of room. Seeing the cameras, the girls grew calmer - they understood he hadn't lied to them.
"A strange studio," said Oxana, looking around. "Walls are dark, and there's a block on the ceiling. A torture chamber sooner than a studio!"
"It had been a wine cellar before," said Alex. "I changed a few thing, but it's probably not enough. The dark walls are okay, you will look better against a dark background. Would you like something to drink, to relax?"
"Sure."
Alex poured something into three glasses.
"Your debut," he said. The girls smiled.
We do not know what Alex gave to the girls, but it was strong.
"What are we supposed to do?" asked Oxana. She felt a little dizzy.
"Can you dance?"
Alex turned on the hi-fi. The girls began dancing. At first they were shy, but then grew more and more free. Their movements became more attractive. Oxana danced wonderfully, Lenka was a perfect background.
"Now fight with each other," said Alex. "Lenka, you lose in the end. Oxana, you press her to the floor and put handcuffs on her wrists."
The girls began fighting. Lenka fell down on her knees, Oxana caught her hands and put on the handcuffs.
"Great! Now some shooting. Lenka, remain on your knees, and look frightened. Oxana, take her by the hair and look triumphantly."
Alex did a few shots with a camera.
"Now, Oxana, turn your back to me and stretch out your hands."
She obeyed. Alex quickly put another pair of handcuffs on her hands.
"Why?" she asked suspiciously, "what for?"
"Don't be afraid, sit next to Lenka."
Alex did some more shots.
"Now for the final part," said Alex, walking to the corner, taking out the inch-think steel spike and installing it into the special hole in the floor, pretty under the block on the ceiling. He enjoyed watching fear appear in the eyes of the girls.
"What is this?" asked Oxana, her voice was trembling.
"Just a moment, you'll soon get it," said Alex, undressing. His dick was hard as stone. They looked at him in terror.
Alex tore apart Lenka's bra and panties.
"No!.."
He pressed her to the floor, put the swimsuit in her mouth and attached a wide stripe of Band-Aid to her lips. Seeing this, Oxana jumped to her feet and ran to the door, but it was locked. She started kicking the door violently. Alex came up to her, grasped her and dragged down. Sh3 wiggled and struggled, but it was in vain. Holding her with one hand, Alex took off her bikini.
"Hey, you dreamed of a harem, didn't you?" he asked her, staring into her wide-open eyes. "So we're gonna play East. Lenka escaped me once, so now we will punish her. We will impale her. And you are going to go through what would happen to white women kidnapped by pirates."
"Stop it, are you crazy?! That hurts!"
"Shut up!" Alex kicked her in the belly and the girl fell on the floor.
Lenka watched the maniac approach her. She tried to crawl away from him, until she reached the wall. Alex grasped her by the waist and dragged to the spike. The girl burst into tears. Oxana, mesmerized by terror, watched Alex lift her friend and place it on the top of the spike. The steel plunged into the trembling body. Lenka moaned, arched like a bow and froze, tensed from head to feet. Alex grasped her by the waist and pulled her down, forcing the spike to go further. Lenka moaned again. Alex stepped aside and looked and his doing.
Lenka felt the cold steel moving up, tearing her insides. She tried not to move, but it was in vain. She stretched her legs trying to touch the floor, but it was about half-a-meter below. She squeezed the spike with her feet, but her blood on it had made in perfectly slippery. "Oh Mum, how I hurt! Help! I don't want to! Noooo!" Pain overwhelmed her, pain made her forget where she was and who she were, pain made her move slowly, as though swimming. The spike was moving further and further up. Lenka tried to hold still again, but she couldn't: she was already too weak. Blood was flowing down the spike.
Alex came up to Oxana, grasped her by the legs, turned her on her back and began fucking her. She screamed. "Are you still a virgin!" said Alex, noticing her blood. He watched Lenka wiggling on the spike as he fucked the other girl. His pleasure was infinite. Oxana screamed harshly and he immediately slapped her in the face.
"Shut up! If you cry, I'll kill you!"
The girl kept quiet. She felt terrible pain in her pussy, and the pain increased with each move. She bit her lip. So he went on fucking her till he came.
The spike had passed about half-a-meter in Lenka's body. The girl understood that if it changed the way it moved, it would probably tear her lung and she would drown in her own blood. The girl was trying to find a position in which the pain would be weaker. And it really did! But the girl seemed to have fallen down. The spike was now moving along her gullet. Lenka felt something rise in her chest and suddenly she felt floor under her foot. She immediately stood on her toes like a ballerina, but her body was too weak. The knees would not bear the weight, and suddenly the body hanged on the spike again. The spike was going up again. She felt it in her glottis and she opened her mouth to let it out. The girl sat under the spike. Her body was shaking, she felt sick, her eyes saw nothing but dark. "Mum, they skewered me like a sow at a buffet, I never thought I'd..."
Alex pulled his cock out of Oxana and rose to his feet. The thing lying at his feet had nothing in common with the brave pretty girl she had been in the morning. Now she was huddling and moaning.
Alex took his chainsaw, turned it on and approached Oxana. His cock was hard.
"No! Wait!" shouted the girl and turned on her back, trying to escape. "I'll do whatever you want, I'll be your slave! Don't kill me! Pleaaaaaaaaa!!!"
Alex stepped on her belly and plunged the chainsaw in the girl's thigh. The chainsaw gladly devoured the flesh, spreading red splashes around. The long beautiful leg at first stopped moving and then fell on the floor with a slight thud. Blood came in rivers.
"Nooooooo!!! Aaaaaah!!!"
Alex separated the other leg. Oxana's skin became lighter from lack of blood. She was shivering in agony. Her legless body crawled like a caterpillar. Alex put the chainsaw aside, took his red pan and went to Lenka. She was sitting in the pool of her own blood, her eyes shut and pretty lips hugging the spike. Alex tore the spike out of the girl. Her body fell on the side. The head heavily hit the floor. Her leg moved. Hey, she was still alive! He took out his knife and began gutting the still alive girl.
"I said, you wouldn't escape", he told her. "I plan everything." He put her insides in the pan. "I'll bury you." He separated her head with a crash. Then he put her in the spike again, unlocked her handcuffs and cuffed her to the hook.
"Hang in peace."
He returned to Oxana. She was lying on her back, legless, with open eyes. She was staring at something on the ceiling or maybe somewhere else. She was dead.
"You were lucky," he told her. "But I had nothing to reproach you with."
He gutted Oxana, separated her head and hanged the body on the wall. Then he brought a hose and turned on the water. It washed away all the blood from the walls, the floor and the bodies. It was wet but clean now.
Alex opened a little cabinet, inside it was a wooden log and a large axe. He pulled them closer to the girls.
At first he took Oxana's legs and cut them into several pieces. Then he put Oxana herself, released her hands to cut them also, cut her tits (neither she, nor him needed them anymore). Then he took Lenka and repeated the operation. The heads of the girls were the last to fall in the pan.
"Farewell, ladies!" he said to the heads. "I don't think we'll ever meet again."
Alex opened a black bag and put all the bodyparts in it.
***
The investigation gained nothing. They worked out neither the cause nor the aim of the kidnapping. Some believed that all the three girls - Tatiana Diagileva, Helen Klimova and Oxana Smirnova - had been kidnapped by one and the same person. The investigation was stopped until further evidence - that is, until further kidnappings.
Original Author: Archer (1999).