This fiction will not be full of orgasms, groans and the like. Attention is more focused on the feelings and sensations of the heroes. Not everyone will like it, but I hope there will be fans of these "genres".

So...

By his 27 years, Mason fully realized that ordinary sex, by free will and mutual consent, does not give him proper pleasure and satisfaction. He likes to break the will of others, to hurt, to subdue and leave behind only the emptiness in the eyes of others. During his school years, for his evil features and corresponding character, he received the nickname "Asp". Outwardly, he was very tall (185 cm), thin, and it would be more correct to even call his physique dry. Pale skin, green eyes and coarse, evil features with very pronounced cheekbones on an elongated face. Straight black hair shoulder length. Mason didn’t like to communicate too much, to make friends and moreover he never had a serious relationship with girls, no matter how they followed him, at best, only sex was waiting for them. At the age of 27, he had not yet got a family and had never kept his plans on this item, but he was very successful in his career and had good stable wealth for no one working.

And one summer Friday night, he slowly drove home, enjoying the silence and solitude ... and suddenly his attention was attracted by a female figure who turned the corner ... Driving into a poorly lit alley, he saw a short slim girl in narrow jeans and short T-shirt. Having caught up with her, he slowed down and peered into her face ... A brunette, with small breasts and French legs, was cautiously trying to examine his face for toning, but saw only darkness and quickened her pace. Mason lowered the glass and asked:

- Give a ride?

- No, thanks, I'm not far away. - She said cautiously.

- Do not worry, I just want to help. Sit down and say the address.

He blocked her way and opened the door.

- Thank you, but I will not sit down.

He got out of the car. She became even worse when she saw him in full growth. She did not have either a spray or a shocker, and she wouldn’t have enough physical strength to cope with it. She stood as numb.

Mason slowly approached and silently examined her for a few seconds.

- Where are you going from? Not afraid of one to go on such hot spots? Few people here can meet.

- From a friend. Please, let me have a stop. - in a trembling voice she said, trying not to look at his face.

Mason saw how afraid she was and that a small shiver was already running through her body, which she was carefully trying to hide. he decided to play with her.

- Of course, I don’t insist, and believe me, I don’t want to cause you something bad, I just won’t forgive myself if I leave and leave you here. Since I’ve been driving through here, let me take you to a stop, so that you don’t walk in the courtyards. You can sit in the backseat.

She was confused. She saw an adult man in front of her, respectable, seemingly decent and kind, but she was still afraid to trust him and get into the car.

“Thank you, but I will walk.” Especially since I'm already waiting to be seen.

He quietly smiled a wicked smile, he was well aware that she was lying and no one was going to accompany her. But he really liked this game ...

- Ok, I went. I'm sorry to trouble you. I can go to that arch?

- Yes, you can go there. She said with relief.

He smiled at her, got into the car and drove into the archway. In the dark arch of his black Mercedes was not at all visible. Leaving it, he put out all the lights and quietly drove back.

The girl saw him turn from the arch around the corner and sighed with relief, not even knowing that he was already waiting for her.

Mason took out the already prepared ropes, a handkerchief, and sleeping pills in a syringe.

Quietly opened his and the back door of the car. Now he really looked like a snake, who sat quietly in wait and waited for his victim.

As soon as the girl came up to him, he jumped out of the car, grabbed her, holding her mouth, and threw her into the back seat. Leaning on top, he covered her mouth with a handkerchief and began to tie her hands. The girl was desperately kicking and mooing.

“Well, why did you turn out to be so intractable, I would just take you home, and now you will go where I will take you,” he told her with a grin.

Now he could clearly hear how wildly her heart was pounding, how a tremor ran through her body and this gave him an unforgettable pleasure. Tying her arms, Mason began to tie her legs and he was amused by her miserable attempts to escape.

She was desperate. Where is he taking her? What will he do with her? Will she return home? She tried to scream, but only moaned into a handkerchief. Even when he had completely tied her up, she continued to kick frantically, tears rolled down her cheeks, and her throat ached from the cry.

Having finished tying her up, Mason enjoyed the pitiful attempts to break free, and an ironic wicked smile stretched across his face. He stroked her face with the back of his hand.

- Do not cry, this makes no sense, believe me.

The phone rang in her purse. Mason pulled it out.

- Oh, your brother calls you. Let me write to him that you spend the night with a girlfriend.

Sending an SMS, he turned off the phone.

“We’ll go now and if you don’t stop jumping like a grasshopper all over the cabin I’ll have to inject you with this.” - He showed her a syringe.

The girl fell silent.

- Good girl, you can sleep.

Mercedes got under way and Mason went to his country house, already slowly, carefully, trying not to catch the eye of the traffic police. 40 minutes later they were in place. Closing the gate behind him, he opened the door of the house and headed for the car.

She lay quietly crying.

- Wh h wh h, do not cry, everything will be fine. - with these words, he took her in his arms and carried her into the house.

Having set her on the sofa, he kindled a fireplace, sat down beside him and looked at her with interest. She looked like a beast driven by a predator. He liked it very much and finally he turned to her:

- We are far from the city, there are no neighbors here, so if no one hears you shout. The door is well locked, on the windows of the first floor of the lattice, there are high locked gates in the courtyard, so attempts to escape will be in vain. behave yourself. Now I will take out a handkerchief and we will talk. Be a good girl.

- What's your name?

- Alyona

“Aleena,” he drawled out smiling. - Good name.

“Why did you bring me here?” Who you are? what you need? Let me go.

“Shhhh ...” he touched his finger to her lips. - Do not be afraid. Do you want to eat? Drink? Today you are my guest.

- To drink.

He poured orange juice and watered it.

- Now I will untie you and you will not do stupid things, okay?

She nodded. He brought a sharp knife to her and she shivered. Mason smiled:

- Do not be afraid.

When he untied her, she sat motionless on the sofa, and tears flowed from her eyes again.

- Why are you crying? Do I hurt you? He asked seriously.

- No, I'm scared. - Alan answered in a trembling voice and tucked her legs under her.

- What are you afraid of? I'm not doing anything.

- I want to go home.

- You will go home, but later. How old are you?

- Eighteen. Please let me go. I'll pay you.

He laughed at his evil laugh.

- I don’t need money, I have a lot of it.

- What do you need?

He stood up and held out his hand to her.

- Come with me.

Alyona gently gave him a palm.

- Do not be afraid. - He said smiling.

She followed him to the top floor.

Mason led her into a large dark room.

“I'm scared,” she whispered.

He did not answer, but only tightened his grip on her palm. Alain tried ...