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Veronica’s Lair
With a slight pull, Seth opened the front door of the exhibit hall, entering afterward with a gentle stride, looking around, and taking in the view. All about the marble walls, hung beautiful works of photography, depicting mostly scenes of the human condition, showing people in various situations.
Moving along, Seth came upon a door leading into a chamber approximately the same size as any ordinary classroom. Curious to see the interior, he went through the entrance way and stepped inside.
Immediately, the twenty six year old man was greeted with, “ Hello Sir…care for a brochure?”
Rotating his head in the voice’s direction, Seth replied, “ Ok, thanks.”
After extending his hand, the man took the glossy paper. Nevertheless, he couldn’t remove his eyes from the individual’s face as she spoke on, “ So what do you think?”
Her voice didn’t only ask the question, it demanded an answer. Taken in by her demur, Seth responded to the brunette, “ From what I see…they’re interesting…who made them?”
“ I did…they’re my latest, not one is older than a month.”
As he continued to look into her iris which was blacker than coal, the gothic female’s expression displayed an unexplainable familiarity. While her pupils probed his interior, Seth eventually inquired, “ I’m not sure…but I think I saw you somewhere before.”
“ You might have, I’m Veronica Keller…you’ve probably seen my picture in a photography mag or something.”
Thinking for a moment, Seth replied, “ Oh yea…you’re that lady photographer who takes all those graphic pictures…wasn’t’ there some controversy about your work a year or two back?”
“ Yes there was, but you know how it goes…the first amendment always wins in the end.”
“ Yea, I suppose you’re right.”
With an elegant precision, her frame turned and faced the wall, looking straight at one of the enlarged pictures. Watching her take a couple of steps forward, Seth looked downward as her footwear hit the tile, causing an echo throughout the enclosure. Amazed, he stared away at the magnificent stiletto boots, reaching all the way to her knees. Reflecting the light from the room’s interior, the black leather objects glowed with an intoxicating radiance as Veronica continued moving forward, eventually stopping four feet before the photo.
Extending her hand in reference to the picture, she rotated slightly, capturing Seth in her field of view, saying, “ This one’s really something…I’m proud of it…think I caught everything?”
Pulling his eyes off her physique covered by a black skirt suit, Seth looked at the work of art, answering, “ It’s great, where’d you take that one?”
“ I shot it here in this town…I was the first at the scene before the ambulance arrived…the car must have been going at least eighty.”
Gazing away, Seth realized the full magnitude of her skill, a gift capable of recording every detail with the camera and turning any event into a world of its own. Upon the wall hung a man’s image all deformed by an auto accident. His face alone was pasted all over the car’s interior, not to mention the rest of his body.
“ What’s this over here?”, ask Seth as he pointed at another photo, “ Looks like some kind of ritual or something.”
“ I took that one a few miles out of town on a farm…it’s a Satanic Mass, some people are into that kind of thing…I just thought it’d be great to catch on film.”
“ Yea…you really got it all.”, replied Seth as he looked at five hooded individuals dressed in black robes standing around an alter, getting ready to pierce the heart of an animal.”
“ What’s that they’re about to kill?”
“ It’s a cat, here…next to this picture I’ve got another showing the finished task.”
Once again, Seth saw blood revealed as never before, showing the animal’s insides as the internal organs where sacrificed to the “ Devil”.
“ Pretty good…I’m not a professional, but I must say these are really splendid works.”
Smiling, Veronica inquired, “ So what’s your line of work?”
“ I’m an accountant…I work for BP, keeping a record of their finances in one of the branch offices.
Nodding her head slowly, Veronica then turned her attention to another individual who just happened to enter the room. As she spoke to the person, Seth spent the time looking around, absorbing the intrigue created by Veronica’s exhibition of the darker side of human existence.
Finished with the individual, Veronica returned her attention to Seth, saying, “ I see you’re still here…you like my stuff, don’t you?”
“ Yes, they’re really something to look at.”
Turning her head, Veronica watched the other person leave. Alone now with only Seth, the gothic looking lady slowly walked up to the man and whispered into his ear, “ Wanna see something else?”
Replying with a confused look, Seth only peered forth into her mysterious dark eyes as the lady went on, “ Tell you what…I can make some pictures just for you.”
Flattered that she would suggest giving him some of her time, Seth nevertheless felt compelled to ask, “ What do you have in mind…why would you do this for me?”
“ I don’t know…I kind of like you…that’s all.”, answered the lady with a grin.
After reflecting for a moment, Seth said, “ Ok…where do you wanna go?”
As she turned her gaze toward one of her works, Veronica softly said, “ In a short while, less than an hour from now, this wing of the exhibition hall closes, why don’t you go to the cafeteria and wait there for me…it shouldn’t be longer than forty five minutes.”
“Ok.”
Upon giving her a smile, the man left the chamber and strolled over to the otherside of the building, taking a seat in the eatery after ordering something to drink.
Seated there, Seth felt a cold chill go through his body; something wasn’t right. However, her attractive physique together with the way she carried herself had a hold on him, preventing the guy from breaking free.
After forty minutes went by, Seth turned around and saw her stature approach, making a very seductive image of its own. Striking the tile, her boots reverberated with the force of power, a controlling sound exclaiming his vulnerability before her superior air.
Upon reaching the table, the lady sat down and said, “ Well…you’re still here, I guessed as much.”
Listening to her words, Seth simply stared into her pupils, feeling a numbing sensation flow through him, reaching into every corner of his body. Finally, Veronica said, “ All right…I’ve got my car parked out front in the main lot.”
For a second, Seth wanted to inquire about his own vehicle when she immediately cut him short with, “ And don’t worry about your car, I’ll drive you back here when we’re all done…the exhibition hall’s open till midnight…only the west wing closes early.”
“ Ok, why not.”, replied the man.
Getting up, both individuals proceeded toward the front entrance. Upon following her outside, Seth took in a deep breath, enjoying the tranquil air. As the lady walked, Seth measured her off from behind, again taking note of her sexy demur, displaying a beautiful feminine stride.
At the car, Seth went over to the passenger side as she let herself in, moving over and finally unlocking the door from the inside.
Impressed with the black Camero, the man sat himself down and watched as Veronica gracefully started the engine, put the thing into gear, and drove off.
With the passage of thirty five minutes, Seth saw the narrow plane of a side street before his view as the lady turned the corner and drove up to her abode. Pulling into a drive, Seth was looking straight at an old structure set back a few hundred feet into a thick grouping of trees. Getting out, he looked over to her side, saying, “ Interesting place you’ve got here.”
“ Oh yea…what’s so good about it is the semi-isolation, no one can bother you here.”
Waking up to the front entrance in the early evening sun, Veronica unlocked the door and entered with Seth directly at her tail.
Slamming shut with a bang, the huge wooden door relocked itself, throwing everything into almost complete darkness. Overwhelmed for a moment, Seth nevertheless caught his breath as he heard her footsteps move away and eventually stand about twenty feet into the distance. Two seconds later, the place was illuminated by a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, revealing the full size of the room’s interior.
Amazed by its elegance, Seth inquired about the home, “ How old is this house?”
“ It’s probably almost a hundred and fifty years old…someone told me the age when I bought it, but I forgot the exact number.”
After his eyes took a brief tour, he said, “ I see you’ve got more photos on the walls.”
Looking at the pictures, our man noticed the same style and subject mater as before, images of pain and suffering, a total gallery in praise of the macabre.
“ Want some music?”
“ Yes, that’ll be fine.”, answered Seth.
Walking over to a huge amplifier, Veronica reached for a CD, placed it into the drive, and hit the play button. Not more than five seconds later, Berlioz’s Symphony Fantasique began echoing throughout the spacious interior. In fact, she let the final movement blast forth, throwing itself at Seth with a power signifying some darker intention on her part.
“ You said something about photos for me?”, ask Seth over the measures which were getting louder and louder as the masterpiece unveiled itself.
“ Yes indeed I did.”
Slowly, Veronica moved toward him, approaching with a cool, yet seductive and evil air. Eventually, the woman stood directly before him. As the feline raped the man with her dark eyes, she began circumnavigating his frame, constantly measuring him off. Finally, and to his surprise, she said , “ Here…let me help you with your shirt.”
Using her right hand, the gothic one started opening his top shirt button, working her way all the way down to his waist.
At first, Seth yelled, “ What are you doing?”
However, the lady’s hypnotic effect overtook him, making the guy helpless before Veronica’s enchanting mystique. With one yank, the brunette pulled at his attire, ripping off the shirt, and tossing the thing to the side.
Taking hold of his shoulder, she rotated him one hundred and eighty degrees, having his back to the sofa. Pushing him, she caused him to fall into the couch. Seated there, he heard, “ Take it all off…now!”
Finding it impossible to resist, Seth complied, removing it all. In no time, the man sat naked and helpless before the dominant female.
“ Nice dick you’ve got there.”, said Veronica as she removed her black jacket, throwing it next to him on the sofa.
“ Are you gonna get undressed also?”, ask Seth while his prick erected.
“ What does it look like…asswhipe?”, inquired the lady in a rude and rhetorical manner.
For a moment, her remark turned him off, but for some reason or another, her assertive nature began taking him in again, making him more pliable by the minute.
After the dark-haired vixen let her skirt fall to the floor, Seth looked on and saw a pair of black leather panties present themselves before his eyes. Gazing away, he watched her go out of her blouse, revealing a black bra also made of leather.
“ Do you always wear leather under your clothes?”
“ Yea…why not…its got a sexy feel…I love it.”
Subdued somewhat by her radiance of superiority, Seth watched as the woman went to the livingroom table and produced a pair of long gloves from the drawer, sliding the two black things on until the leather worked its way all the way up to within an inch or two below her arm pits.
Turning toward Seth, Veronica slowly went over and looked down at him with her hands upon her hips, saying, “ Let’s go…get up!”
“ What do you have in mind?”
Without a word, she let the back of her hand go across his face. Stung by the sensation, Seth felt anger go through his system. Eventhough her seductive physique had an effect on him, the assault was too much, causing Seth to quickly get up and move toward her, yelling, “ You bitch…who the fuck do you think you are?”
Before he knew what touched him, the man was looking up at the ceiling, lying on his back.
Raising her beautiful black leather boot above him, the mistress said, “ I know some marshal art tricks…so if I were you, I’d be very careful!”
Feeling the sting of the spike sink into his chest, Seth yelled, “ This isn’t funny, I wanna go now…let me leave.”
“ You ain’t going anywhere…I need you for something, you’re gonna make me a few extra bucks.”
Curious and frightened, the guy ask, “ What are you taking about…you’re not gonna make pictures of you and me.”
“ No…not you and me…just you!”
“ You’ll never get away with this…I’ll sue you!”
“ You talk like you were born yesterday…everyone knows the answer to that one.”
Quietly, he ask, “ What?”
“ Everyone knows dead people don’t sue.”
Uncertain about the seriousness of her words, Seth replied, “ You won’t kill me, I don’t believe that.”
Smiling wickedly, the lady removed her foot from his chest and stepped back. Not saying anything, she just continued to star at him, making an additional six more steps back, increasing her distance from the victim.
Upon seeing this, Seth jumped up and grabbed only his pants, running toward the front entrance afterward.
As he moved, he again heard the livingroom table’s drawer slide open together with an evil laugh. A second later, Seth felt his face go to the floor, experiencing a pull on his legs as well.
“ You pathetic fool…you though you could get away from me…!”
Pulling hard on the extended whip, the lady brought him toward her, sliding him upon the smooth tile.
After she released the whip’s hold, he heard it snap in mid air, coming back down and digging itself into his flesh, piercing the skin, and causing him to bleed.
“ Stop this…let me go!”, he shouted.
“ No way…you’re gonna stay here with me, we’ve got all the time in the world.
“ What do I have to say or do that you let me go?”
“ There’s nothing you can do to change my mind…now shut up and do as you’re told!”
Once again, he felt the whip’s sting as she yelled, “ Get up and come this way!”
Slowly, he raised his frame and followed the commanding cunt into another room. Going through this chamber, he was eventually lead into a third room, bathed completely in darkness.
After she turned on a light resting upon a desk, his eyes adjusted themselves to his new surroundings. Before he had a chance to absorb the errie atmosphere, she kicked the door shut and locked it, preventing his escape.
While looking around, he found himself inside what could be called a persuasion chamber. All about, instruments of torture hung from the walls.
Again, the whip cracked in mid air, finally bringing itself around his ankles, throwing him down to his back. Lying there, he watched as the psycho-bitch reached over and took hold of a cable hanging from the ceiling. Staring forth, he saw the dark-haired sadist pull down on the thing, causing it to uncoil. At the end of the thick wire were two metal cuffs, securely attached. Finally, she brought the shackles to his hands and snapped them about each of the guy’s wrists.
With wide open eyes, Seth looked into her dark pupils.
“ What’s wrong…is the poor little baby scared?”, mocked the woman.
“ Please…stop this…Veronica, c’mon…this isn’t right…I thought women were nice!”
“ I’ll show you nice…this’ll be really nice!”
As he lay on his back, the woman grabbed a chain and a master lock, moving both items toward his feet. Securing the chain around his ankles, she finally snapped the lock shut, preventing the guy from using his legs.
Screaming now, he yelled, “ I said let me go!”
Laughing, the goddess of hell replied, “ The room’s sound proof…yell all you want.”
Realizing that noise had no effect, Seth simply laid there as she went over to a closet and removed a tripod holding up a camera. Placing the thing six feet in front of him, Veronica focused and took a few shoots, saying, “ Yep…this’ll be a great night and it’s only beginning.”
Done with the camera for the moment, she stepped before the prisoner and remarked, “ You really do look pathetic…don’t you.”
“ C’mon…can’t we work out a deal?”
“ Nope, the deal’s right there.”, said Veronica as she pointed toward the lens.
Slowly, and with reverence, the lady stepped over him, eventually turning herself around, looking toward his feet. Using both hands, the dominatrix lowered her leather panties to her thighs. Squatting, Veronica stuck her ass right above his nose, saying, “ This’ll be worth something.”
As she hovered above him, the woman shit in his face, covering his eyes with her crap! Giggling, Veronica exclaimed, “ Hey…ever had that before?”
Finished with her business, she got up and went over to a small lavatory situated to one side of the room. Inside, she simply took a wad of toilet paper and came back out with it. Returning to Seth, she once again squatted above his face, wiping her ass in the process.
After she cleaned herself, she stuffed the used bathroom tissue into his mouth, saying, “ If you spit it out, I’ll ram my stiletto spike into your shit smeared face…is that clear?” Watching him nod slightly, she smiled at her victory.
Done, the evil female got up and returned to the camera, taking a few more shots of the man in his pitiful condition, laughing all the while at his helplessness.
When the lady returned to the man, she kicked him in the ribs. As the pain worked itself into his system, she exclaimed, “ That’s good…feel that…it hurts, doesn’t it!”
Constantly shaking his head, Seth got no mercy, only additional kicks and insults.
While she kept her boots in action, he eventually ejected the toilet paper from his oral cavity, yelling at the woman, “ I swear, when this is all over, I’ll kill you…bitch!”
“ It’ll be over all right, but you aren’t gonna do the killing!”
Walking toward a contraption at the room’s end, Veronica depressed a button, causing an electric motor overhead to hum. Slowly, the cable began to recoil, becoming shorter and shorter until Seth’s arms began rising up to the ceiling.
“ What the hell is this?”, screamed Seth as the cable continued to pull him upward, eventually suspending his toes three inches above the floor.
Pendulating slightly, the man said with anquish, “ Ahhhh…that hurts…my wrists are killing me!”
“ That’s not all that’s gonna kill you!”
Upon a table next to the electronic control board, there rested a huge knife approximately the size of a bayonet. Reaching for the thing, Veronica took it up and went over to the man dangling from the thick wire. Using her index finger and thumb, she took his dick into her hand, asking, “ Think your cock could ever get so hard that the knife won’t work on it?”
Displaying the knife before his face, she answered her own question, “ I don’t think so.”
Slowly, she lowered the blade to his prick and began sliding the sharp edge back and forth over his stretched penis.
“ No…no…please…I’ll do whatever you want!”
“ I want your dick!”, was her sarcastic reply.
Blood started dripping upon the floor as the blade worked its way through his skin. Screaming now, Seth yelled forth, “ Don’t…it’s not fare…don’t!”
In total pain, Seth watched his organ break free from his frame. Laughing, the lady raised the guy’s prick to his face, saying, “ It’s all gone now…isn’t it.”
Dropping the dead object to the floor, she next went for his balls. Inserting the knife’s point into his scrotum, the wicked witch turned it ninety degrees and sliced away an inch above his nuts.
Like a smashed tomato, blood squirted everywhere, producing a puddle before his feet.
Finished, she dropped his testicles to the tile and returned to the camera, placing his agony on film.
Taking up the knife again, Veronica went up to her helpless victim and said, “ So, this is it…the end…say your prayers.”
Through all the pain, he managed to say, “ No…don’t…!”
“ Fuck you…you’re mine now and I’ll simply end your existence…I’ll be the last thing you’ll ever see!”
With these last words, the dominatrix rammed the knife into his belly, slicing the guy open until his intestines fell out. Still alive, he screamed louder than hell itself!
Reaching up into his interior with her gloved hand, Veronica grabbed his heart and ripped it out, holding the thing right before her face. While she watched its last beat, his corpse hung limb from the cable, dripping away, making a huge red pool upon the floor.
As a finale to her work, the lady took pictures of his mutilated body together with his heart. Truly, she now possessed on film more than just a thousand words, she had forever the fragility of life and the irreversibility of death!
The End
Copyright 2000
by Frank K. Kovac(FK Publications)