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Tweak says, "Weasley ain't my king!"

Veronica Mars (gettoughgeteven) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-01-28 14:09:00

Entry tags:

jack the ripper, veronica mars

Who: Jack & Veronica Mars
Where: Her office and then some warehouse
When: Monday around Noon
Rating: NC-17 (Graphic Violence and Sexual Content)

Veronica was never going to not have a change of clothes at the office again. It was freezing. She didn't even have a jacket, and she was not going back to the apartment like this, no way. Being the clever girl that she was, she took one of the fluffy blue towels from the bathroom and wrapped up in it. It would do until Weevil could bring her some clothes.

So many things were running through her mind. How had she survived last night? Ordinary people didn't come back from the dead. The door was unlocked cuz she was waiting on Weevil. She didn't even know what she was going to tell him yet.

She was sitting behind her desk, sipping a coffee. The heat was turned way up. New York was a cold city, especially when one was naked except for a towel which just barely covered anything.

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	acuttingwit 2008-01-28 10:38 pm UTC (link)
	The voltage slowly climbed as he traced it over her ass and down across her pussy, then swatted it up across her pussy several times in a row, before letting it press on her clit, the voltage still climbing. He watched it all with a dark smile, curious as to how her body would react. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gettoughgeteven 2008-01-28 10:41 pm UTC (link)
	Veronica screamed, she could still feel pain...and she was feeling a great deal of it right now. He was really sick to torture her like this, when she'd essentially done nothing to him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

acuttingwit
2008-01-28 10:47 pm UTC (link)

He worked the wand up into her pussy now, finding the most sensitive areas by the noise of her screams. Then he really got to work.

***

Hours later, he had invaded her body with plugs, violet wand, a hammer's small end, and the knife, and she had screamed, healed, and cursed him, snarking to the end every time.

He had even raped her, using both her pussy and her ass, turned on not by her but by the violence and her screams. He had been careful to use condoms and make sure they were strong, not leaving any evidence behind.

Finally, he watched her, bored.

"What to do, what to do?"

She was face up now, and rapidly healing cuts crisscrossed her breasts.

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gettoughgeteven
2008-01-28 10:53 pm UTC (link)

Veronica couldn't believe what she'd been through...in the past...she didn't even know how much time had passed. She'd never screamed so much in her life, she'd been abused and violated and she was still alive. She just kept coming back and he hurt her more, it was a vicious cycle.

"You could let me go now." Veronica said as the cuts closed. She was not some toy to be used like this.

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acuttingwit
2008-01-28 11:02 pm UTC (link)

"No.... I really don't think so."

He slowly stripped off her blindfold and smiled down into her eyes.

"You and I are going to spend quite some time together, my dear little Veronica. And it will be... educational."

And then he brought the knife's handle down on her head, hard.

As she drifted into unconsciousness, he whispered in her ear.

"Sleep tight, little one, and dream of screams..."

He gave her just long enough to think about that, and gripped her hair so she could not move, and then the knife flashed down and split her head through her eye.

When she had stopped thrashing, he cleaned her up, and tied her hands together, and he feet together, unchaining her. He went and gathered everything together and dumped it down a large sewer grate near by that carried out to the sea by a long channel.

He stole another car and piled her into it, and drove her to the worst section of town he could find, wondering if she would have the will and speed to get out unmolested, and he dumped her there.

Then he drove off, ditched the car, and wandered off to shower and dream of knives and bodies that never died.

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