He was tormented to the core of his black soul. He often joked with fellow elites about how he is worried about dying because he does not want to face up to what he has done in the afterlife. He prayed every single night for life extension technology to be invented so he could live forever in his spiral of self-gratification and bathe in the filthy pool of depravity forever. His worst fear was dying and being forgiven to be sent to heaven. He wanted to reside in hell, the devil’s realm where he could rule over the weak sprits and reign supreme for eternity. Despite being very intelligent he did have flaws and was seriously delusional at times but he always remained focused on his own interests, first and foremost. He was very tight fisted with money, he would often argue with restaurant and bar staff about petty bill disputes and he would constantly complain to companies and raise grievances just to get a small financial reward. Everything was just an ego-based contest to this man. He would disagree with everybody not because he had a valid point or actually cared, he just liked to win the battle regardless of the end result or the original aim. This is why he excelled in business negations because he would just bore or frustrate people into agreeing with him. A flawed genius would be an accurate description. A deranged psychopath who was in tune with the all the dark energy the spiritual underworld had to offer.
Chapter 15
Simon and Katie were getting kinky in the bedroom. Simon in his slick wisdom was greasing Katie up for the hard-core torture session with himself and the sadistic Wallpaper Man. However, he knew the best plan of attack would be to gradually ease her into the whole S&M bondage type sex beforehand, so when it came to the ‘playroom’ session, she would be comfortable as she would have had plenty of experience beforehand.
The two of them were in one of Simon’s houses having some filthy fun. Katie was suspended from the ceiling in rope bondage while Simon was walking around her in a circle with a large whip in his hand.
“You are my property now, bitch, do you understand?”
Katie replied, “Yes, sir.” She was becoming very well trained and more obedient to her Master Simon. It was so intense and erotic she was not really interested in normal sex anymore, it never gave her the rush she was craving and she just found it terribly boring and mundane. This was the way forward for her now.
The session continues – “I’m going administer some pain now, slut, I know you enjoy it because you’re a damaged messed up piece of shit.” He whipped her hard across the breasts and she screamed in pain. The sound of her physical pain made Simon aroused and he continued to whip her for a while longer while she was still suspended from the ceiling.
Her body had lots of marks left on it from the whipping and she was extremely aroused from it. He untied the bondage ropes and gave her a very subtle kiss on the forehead and said,
“You know you’re my favourite girl in the whole wide world, don’t you babe?”
Katie had a mini breakdown and began to cry. The reason she burst into tears was the overwhelming range of emotions she had just experienced then with Simon showing her some cute affection straight afterwards, she simply could not cope. Simon knew exactly what he was doing, this was one his strategies, get the emotions in turmoil, engage her full range of complex female emotions in a short space of time to send her into a frenzy. It was all a big mind game to harness control over Katie.
Simon spent the next few hours fucking Katie very rough while she was restrained with her hands behind her back tied together. She was in the doggy style position. He was giving her vile verbal abuse at the same time and she climaxed on several occasions during the steamy session. Katie was in ecstasy and enjoying every moment as she screamed in sheer pleasure and delight. He was like a wild animal rutting a female mate and was very vocal himself during the whole time they were having sex.
“Who do your holes belong to, bitch?” he shouted at Katie.
“Yours master, they’re all yours, defile me, make me your fucking slut,” she screamed back, as Simon pounded her very hard and fast until he himself came to a long awaited climax and let off a huge grunt and squirted his fertile man seed deep inside her soaking wet vagina. Simon did not worry about Katie getting pregnant as he made sure she was taking the pill every day to ensure she wouldn’t. Katie hated the pill as it gave some her side effects she could have done without but she worried if she stopped taking it, Simon would not want to have sex with her so she took the pain to appease him. Love will make people do crazy things after all.
After the rough and passionate session, they lay together in bed and held each other and both of them felt very relaxed and content with life. Katie drifted off into a sleep whilst still in Simon arms. After a few hours, they both surfaced again and Simon got up and declared he had to get ready for a meeting he had to attend in the city that afternoon. Katie was sad that he had to leave but understood his work was important. He took her back to her flat and headed into the city for the meeting.
Simon entered the boardroom to attend the meeting with the shareholders, the top executives and big wigs of a bank he worked for. They were discussing how to save money and wanted to axe some of the senior management figures who currently worked for the bank. Simon had earmarked one guy named Alistair Mckendrick, who was a ruthless director but had been overstepping the mark in recent years with his heavy-handed approach towards the staff who reported to him.
Simon opened the meeting and said, “OK guys, Mckendrick has to go, I’m not happy with his attitude and I don’t think he is the right person to take us forward, he is too old school for this day and age and every manager below him is now gunning for him, awaiting his demise, he made some low level supervisor cry the other day for something really petty, we don’t need somebody like him anymore.”
One of the shareholders then said:
“He used to be really good to begin with, always met his targets, God knows what’s happened,” Simon replied. “We get this issue quite often, these guys become too arrogant and big for their boots, the petty piece of power they have goes to their feeble minds and they then become out of control and start throwing their weight around like lunatics. End result, the whole workforce becomes less productive and in the long term we lose profits and end up with a high turnover of mid-level management because they can’t work with them any longer. Two of them have already left this year and I managed to contact one of them and he told me the reason was because Mckendrick was putting him under too much pressure, which he felt was unjustified. I never spoke to the other one but I would bet the reason he left was the same.”
Another shareholder piped up, “Well Simon, we know the problem, the question is, what is the solution? Mr Mckendrick has been with the bank for around 25 years now, how do we get rid of him without excessive funds being spent to pay him off? He will be due quite a bit of compensation I would imagine. Is there anything we can do here to avoid this?”
Simon replied, “I think the best way forward is a restructure, we will shift Mckendrick into a mickey mouse role and put in that new young gun who is working for him currently – what’s his name again that small chap from up north I believe, Scott Flannigan, he would be better for us now, I think. We will tell Mckendrick’s current staff to report to Flannigan now and inform Mckendrick he no longer has any staff to worry about, this way he can’t annoy anybody expect us, maybe, in fact that synergy project crap would be a good one for him to take on, let’s make him project manager of that busted flush and hopefully this will bore him into leaving rather than paying the idiot any severance money.”
Simon took a sip of water and got the nod of approval from the board members and shareholders. “Good idea, Simon, see how that goes and hopefully saves us a bit of pain.” Simon then asked if there were any more pressing issues to address before he could leave the meeting. He was excused and made his way out the boardroom, another successful meeting under his belt.
Simon was a good businessman, he knew how to get people on board and come to a mutually beneficial agreement, n
othing like Wallpaper Man, who was a corporate bully type that would never bend for anybody. If he was tasked to get rid of Mckendrick he would have set him up to be sacked rather than shuffle him out the way quietly. He was just a different animal altogether. He had no room for compromise, it was his way or the highway. It’s a double-edged sword. It works well but you become hated in the process by your staff below you. This did not bother Wallpaper Man in the slightest, he actually preferred being hated. The bad energy and vibe fed his dark soul better than any love or admiration ever would. To him, hate was love.
Simon went home and decided to contact Wallpaper Man for a chat. Wallpaper Man quickly picked up the call from his office in Geneva.
“Well hello, old boy, how the devil are you, Simon? What grants me the pleasure of your fine chat today, my good friend of old?”
Simon laughed a little and said, “Wallpaper Man, I come with good news dear pal, she is ready now.”
Wallpaper Man made a creepy grunting type sound and said, “Oh really now old boy, how delightful, that’s wonderful news, is she now primed and prepped for our playroom session, the dirty little swine?”
Simon laughed again, Wallpaper Man always made him smile he had such a sarcastic and evil tone to his voice it was hard not to find it amusing, he really was like a sick, evil villain from some movie or comic book.
Simon replied, “Yes, my friend, she is ready to rock n roll, I have introduced her to all that silly bondage stuff, you know the drill, these girls love that crap, the filthy little animals they are, she can’t get enough. We will be able to do our thing to her without too much hassle, I would imagine. When are you available to fly over?”
Wallpaper Man made yet another seedy sound and then replied, “I can be in the UK by Friday morning, old boy.”
It was currently Tuesday afternoon.
“Friday, OK, sounds good to me, let’s have the session on Saturday evening, that will give you time to get a good night’s sleep after the flight. You know what the rigmarole of airports and travelling is like these days, what do you say to that, old boy?”
Wallpaper Man took puff of a cigar before saying, “Saturday Evening is great, old boy; that suits me to a Tee, Simon. I will have my PA book me a flight and hotel room immediately!”
Simon ended the call and was relieved it was finally arranged. He was looking forward to showing Katie the meaning of ‘true love’ as he called it. This session was going to be extreme for her, think kinky S&M sex times ten million. It was proper hard-core and nasty sadistic stuff. He could not wait! And he knew the sick bastard Wallpaper Man would be more than game for it as this type of thing was his forte. Simon decided to go for a bite to eat with another friend in the city of London and planned to inform Katie of his plans the next day. The whole time Simon had been interacting and spending time with her was in preparation for this. It was all planned out from the day she made the mistake of meeting Simon for the photoshoot.
Chapter 16
“I love being your kinky, little slut, babe. I would do anything for you Simon, I love you with all my heart,” Katie was out with Simon at a trendy bar in London for a few afternoon gins. Simon had been telling her about his ‘playroom’ and Katie was excited to visit and have some fun with Simon there. She had no clue about Wallpaper Man’s attendance. Simon planned to keep that to himself to increase the shock factor. Once she was there and tied up, Wallpaper Man would appear from a side room with a creepy Halloween mask on. He loved wearing scary masks to terrify people. Also, he was so ugly the mask looked just as bad as him, if not slightly better. But the fear element was the main reason he wore such masks during these types of sessions.
Katie and Simon were chatting away while sipping some really expensive and strong gin. Simon said to Katie, "Oh yeah, I meant to mention this to you, the editor of a very prominent fashion magazine contacted me in regards to yourself darling, he wants you to model for them in the next couple of months, first in Milan then Paris and also over in New York. You will be busy for a while but you will be paid handsomely for the work. I can join you in Europe but I may not be able to make the New York part of the trip. (None of this was true, he just making up stories to keep her happy.) Katie smiled like an innocent, little school girl, her gorgeous face looked amazing when she smiled in that manner. She was such a stunning looking woman.
“Wow, babe,” she grabbed Simon’s hand, “you’re so good to me, baby, I’m so happy I met you, all these opportunities and work you have provided for me, it’s been amazing being with you, you have changed my life for the better. Thank you.”
Simon gave her a kiss on the forehead and told her, “It’s my pleasure, sweetie, you’re going to repay me soon at the playroom, aren’t you?”
Katie blushed and looked right into his eyes with her freaky, little glare in those big, pretty blue eyes, “Of course, master, I would do anything for you – and I mean anything.”
Simon gave her a deep passionate kiss.
They had a few more drinks in the bar and then decided to make their way over to the west end for some food. They were not a great distance from the restaurant they were going to eat at so they proceeded by foot. As they were walking along a busy London street, they heard a large crowd up ahead in what appeared to be a protest of some sort. Thousands of people with yellow hi-vis vests on where stood with big signs, placards and a leader type figure from the protestor group with a megaphone was giving a speech to the crowd in front of him.
Katie and Simon had to walk around them all and overheard the man with the megaphone speaking. He said very passionately, “The people are awake, the people are sick and tired of our cowardly political class selling us out to their globalist masters, we are sick of the megabanks running our country, running our government policy and most importantly running our lives!” The crowd cheered him on. “No more will these traitors be allowed a free reign. No more will they continue to sell us down the river to hell. We must stand up to these scumbags, we must let them know where the true power is, we must remind them, we are the people and we ultimately dictate the direction of our country, they are in office to serve us, not themselves, not their paymasters at Goldman Sachs – us – the people!” The crowd cheered again.
Simon and Katie made their way past them all into the distance out of earshot. Simon was visibly angry. Katie asked him what the matter was.
“Did you not hear that fucking animal? The plebs are starting to get wise now, these are sad times we live in Katie, they are becoming very angry at this system, the one we thought we had built to perfection to serve us – the elites. I’m getting a tad worried – I hope our plan to dissolve these movements is deployed in full soon or it won’t end well for people like me.”
Katie at this point had a grasp of what Simon meant but was not really aware of the bigger picture. She knew Simon and fellow elites had a plan for the world and seen themselves as superior to the average person, but she was herself just a working class runaway who was blessed with good looks and enough charm to get her up the ladder slightly.
She calmed Simon down before they made their way into the expensive looking eatery in London’s upmarket west end. After some lovely food, Katie asked Simon why he was so annoyed at the protestors they walked past earlier that evening. “It’s just not a good sign for us Katie, everything we have done in the past throughout history has only been successful because it was done in the darkness, the people were never meant to find out about who really runs the world, the media used to give us all the cover we needed but these days things have changed. The rise of the internet and twenty-four-hour information available to all has allowed a lot of people to become far more aware of our operations now therefore, it’s a lot more risky and a lot harder to get away with certain things. We need to be hidden, hidden in plain view, if that makes sense. Prima Facia is the Latin phrase for that. It means it’s so obvious but you cannot see it. Now it’s still as obvious as ever but more and more people, everyday normal people can get
an insight into the bigger picture. It’s highly concerning but I am confident we shall prevail in the end.”
Katie asked “Why do you need to be so secretive about it all?”
Simon looked down to the ground then slowly raised his head, his eyes did something extremely freaky and weird looking, his pupils went huge as if he was on drugs and he looked at her with a stern stare and said, “Little people don’t deserve to know the truth, they are not capable of understanding the complexities of it all, they are not worthy of the knowledge that me and others like me possess. We are much better equipped to decide the direction of the world and the whole human race, not them. It’s always been this way and in my view, it should always stay that way or else the rabble will ruin everything, this is something that may be totally uncompressible to you and to be brutally honest, I would expect it to be. You’re a working class girl from the poor council estates of Edinburgh but thankfully you are a beautiful looking girl and we can connect on many levels but on this profound subject, I’m afraid, it may be just a bit out of your capabilities to grasp it fully or get behind it like I can.”
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