PUPPETMASTER: EVIL ASCENDANT

by PJ

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Hugh opened his eyes with a groan, his bedroom stifling and hot. The short college freshman staggered from his untidy twin bed, shuffling to the bedroom's only window to let in some fresh summer air. He turned to look at the television that still hummed with life. He sighed, he had forgotten to turn it off after last night's orgy of anime. Snapping the TV off, Hugh scratched his chest, walking to his dresser to get clean underwear before he took his morning shower.

Even though it was Saturday, Hugh walked across the small campus towards the library to do some research for a history paper. As the boy passed the freshman sorority house, Virginia and Cindi emerged from their red sports car, their slim bare arms draped with shopping bags.

"Trying to catch one of us in a bathing suit or something?" called out Virginia, her blue eyes narrowing.

"Go surf the Net for your jollies, shrimp!" cackled Cindi with a toss of her long red hair.

Hugh blushed as the two tall girls walked up the pathway to the front door of their sorority house, their harsh laughter raking over his ears. Keeping his head bowed down, Hugh clutched his notebooks to his thin chest, avoiding passing students. Hugh raised his eyes when he spotted a sign advertising a yard sale. The senior fraternity house had a front yard filled with open cardboard boxes stuffed with books and clothes. Pieces of worn furniture and other unwanted items also littered the grass. Hugh stopped when he spied a beautiful freshman girl named Jenny placing a dusty trunk on the lawn.

"Uh, excuse me," murmured Hugh, his eyes flicking from Jenny to the ground.

"Oh! Hello," smiled Jenny, wiping her forehead.

"Uh...how much for that trunk?"

"This? It belonged to a friend of mine," sighed Jenny, her face filled with sorrow. "How much do you think it's worth?"

"Is anything inside it?"

"Yeah, some old puppets," nodded Jenny, prying the trunk open enough for Hugh to see several ornately garbed puppets lying on cushions of red satin.

"Neat," grinned Hugh. "I can give you forty bucks for it, and the puppets."

"Deal," agreed Jenny with a smile.

Hugh sat cross-legged in front of the open trunk, reading a piece of dry parchment with avid interest. Lightning flashed outside, followed by a growl of thunder that shook the thin glass of Hugh's bedroom window.

"It's amazing!" whispered Hugh, his dark brown eyes wide with awe. The parchment described how the puppets could be brought to life with an injection of a magical elixir. Hugh rifled through the open trunk, the puppets strewn around him in a circle. The boy exclaimed in triumph when he discovered a small black box underneath a cushion. He opened the box, the wooden lid creaking sharply. A syringe and a half-empty vial of green liquid lay within the padded interior, the elixir that would bring the unmoving dolls to life. With trembling fingers, Hugh poked the needle of the syringe through the lid of the vial, drawing the green fluid out. Looking at the dolls, Hugh took the least intimidating one, a colorfully dressed Jester. Hugh stuck the needle into the back of the Jester's neck just as the parchment instructed, injecting a small dose of the green liquid into the limp puppet. He set the Jester down, waiting to see if anything happened.

The Jester lay on the floor, flashes of lightning illuminating his frozen grin. Rain began to patter on the glass, running down in glistening rivulets. A small hand twitched, then a foot. Hugh slid away from the Jester, until his back smacked against the wall of his bedroom.

Jester stood up, looking around at his surroundings, then focusing on the boy staring at him in horror. Jester bowed grandly, sweeping his arm in a courteous salute.

"Are you...are you alive?" stammered Hugh, nervous sweat pouring down his pockmarked face.

Jester nodded, the bells of his Jester's cap tinkling.

"You're...you're not going to hurt me, are you?"

Jester shook his head.

Hugh sighed, then looked at the other puppets.

"Do you want me to re-animate your friends?"

Jester nodded enthusiastically.

Hugh picked up Pin Head, turning the large-handed doll in order to inject his neck. He hesitated, glancing at Jester.

"I'll bring your friends back to life, but you have to agree to help me, will you?"

Jester nodded, his eyes gleaming as lightning snapped brilliantly outside.

Virginia emerged from the shower, her tall, naked body glistening with water. She towel dried her long, golden hair while she walked into her bedroom.

"Are you ready to model some of the things we bought today?" asked Cindi from the bed, her finger sliding across her lower lip as she leered at Virginia's sexy nude body.

"Uh, huh," smiled Virginia, winking at her reclining friend. "Why don't you go to your room to get the other things we'll need."

"Okay," purred Cindi, smoothly rising from the bed to go to her own apartment.

Virginia watched the rainfall for a few moments before going to the bags holding the things she had acquired during the day. While the naked girl rummaged through her things, Blade peeked from the bottom edge of the bedroom window, his black fedora hat drooping with rainwater.

Jenny sat at her work desk, typing a paper on her PC, as thunder roared outside.

"Hope the power doesn't go out," murmured Jenny, taking a moment to sip from her steaming mug of cocoa. She heard a soft jingle, like a bell, behind her. Jenny spun around in her chair, searching her bedroom for the source of the noise. Nothing appeared, and the jingling didn't repeat.

"Guess I imagined it," shrugged Jenny, returning to her work.

Jester slid out from under the girl's bed, followed by Pin Head, who clenched his huge, powerful hands in anticipation.

Cindi returned to Virginia's bedroom dressed in a tight black leather corset and nothing else.

"Ooo, you do look like a slut," grinned Virginia in her white brazier, garter belt, and leg hose.

"And you look delicious," purred Cindi, leaning forward to lick the side of Virginia's neck.

The two girls kissed deeply, sucking on each other's mouths while their hands roved and caressed. Cindi forced Virginia onto her back, holding her wrists down while licking the girl's throat and bare shoulders.

"Beg for it," demanded Cindi, her right hand fondling Virginia's white g-string panties.

"Fuck me, please," shuddered Virginia, her underwear growing wet from Cindi's massaging palm.

Cindi pushed Virginia further up onto the bed, placing her wrists next to the headboard before snapping a pair of handcuffs around them, trapping them around one of the headboard's thick wooden poles.

"Now you're mine, slut," growled Cindi, lowering her face to Virginia's swiftly rising breasts. She fastened her lips on Virginia's left nipple, sucking loudly on it. Virginia moaned, licking her moist pink lips, her crotch bucking up against her lover's. Cindi suckled on both of Virginia's hot tits, licking them until they were covered in tepid drool. Cindi lowered her head to Virginia's crotch, her hands grasping and squeezing the bound girl's heaving breasts.

"Suck my cunt," panted Virginia, her forehead moist with perspiration.

"Whore," murmured Cindi before she thrust her mouth onto Virginia's pussy, shoving her mouth deep into the girl's vagina.

Virginia groaned loudly, her thighs trembling as Cindi sucked on her clit, her tongue teasing the slit of her wet cunt. The shining steel handcuffs around Virginia's wrists jingled from the shuddering of the girl's bound arms.

"I'm so hot," moaned Virginia, her pussy releasing a torrent of honey while Cindi licked her clitoris, a finger dipping into her sopping wet slit. Cindi thrust her finger in and out, probing Virginia's vagina, caressing the soft pink walls of her fuck tunnel.

When Cindi was satisfied that Virginia was adequately pliant, she fastened a harness to her panty-less hips, a long black dildo stiffly projecting from her crotch. She splayed open Virginia's legs, prying her pussy open with her left hand.

"Give it to me! Fuck me with that long, hard, dark cock!"

"Bitch," grinned Cindi, her lush red hair shining like flame as she shoved the dildo into Virginia's snatch, the harness slapping against the helpless girl's inner thighs.

Virginia grunted with each thrust into her cunt, her hips shivering as Cindi pumped her crotch against her lover's, the thick plastic shaft ramming deep into Virginia's cunt hole. Cindipressed her leather clad body over Virginia's, sucking the girl's slick tits, then covering her slack lips, sucking the warm breath out of her mouth. The bed creaked in protest beneath the two gyrating girls, Virginia's wrists trembling in their unyielding bonds. Cindi climaxed, her pussy unclenching as a river of her juices fell down between Virginia's legs onto the sheets. Virginia's dripping pussy clasped around the dildo within it, her thighs shaking from her own powerful orgasm. Cindi and Virginia kissed, soft and lingering, until Cindi's eyes widened in alarm.

"Oh, shit! I have to pee!" exclaimed the girl as she jumped off the bed and fled the musky bedroom.

"Hey! Cindi!" shouted Virginia, tugging on the handcuffs holding her arms above her head.

"I'll be right back!" promised Cindi from down the hallway.

"Great," retorted Virginia, looking idly around her bedroom. Rain continued to splash against the window, then, with a crack of thunder, the lights flashed off.

"Shit, the power's gone," muttered Virginia, rubbing her bare legs together. "What's taking Cindi so long?"

Flashes of lightning were the only illumination, and slowly, drowsiness began to fall over Virginia.

Something tugged on the sheets near the right side of the bed, jerking Virginia awake.

"Huh?" murmured the naked girl sleepily.

Dreamlike, a doll of a raven-haired woman climbed up onto the bed, her skin pale in the light of the raging storm. Dark, unfeeling eyes bored into Virginia's wide orbs, then the woman started to approach Virginia on small, dainty feet.

"Uh, Cindi, help!" called out Virginia with growing alarm.

A second doll rose from the left side of the bed, a little man with a drill on the top of his head. As he gazed at Virginia's helpless form, the drill on his head began to twirl, like the drill in a dentist's office that generates instinctual panic.

"Cindi! Get your ass back here!" screamed Virginia while the female puppet reached out to touch her lower right leg before bending down towards it.

Bile filled Virginia's mouth when the female puppet's mouth opened impossibly wide, slowly disgorging a fat, glistening leech. Virginia screamed incoherently as the leech fastened to her leg, its teeth biting into her flesh before it started sucking her thick, warm blood. Tunneler walked up to Virginia's left armpit, then started to climb up onto her jutting, sweat soaked tits. Leech Woman slowly made her way up to Virginia's waist, occasionally halting to vomit another leech onto the bound girl's body. Virginia's entire right leg felt numb, her long, alluring limb covered in bloated leeches that fed insatiably upon her, thin trickles of her blood sliding down to stain the white sheets beneath her. Leech Woman placed her mouth on Virginia's right hip, a fat leech emerging from between her lips to hook into Virginia's pale, white skin.

Tunneler sat between Virginia's pumping breasts, his small hands rubbing her hot flesh while his drill buzzed relentlessly, his small beady eyes locked on Virginia's terror stricken face.

Leech Woman crawled onto Virginia's belly, covering her clenched stomach with more hungry, eager leeches.

Virginia felt her consciousness begin to slip away, blood loss making her weak, her limbs too heavy to move. Through fluttering eyes, she watched Tunneler stand up, his head lowering so that his twirling drill was aimed directly for her open mouth. Too weak to scream or struggle, Virginia's last memory was of Tunneler's drill plunging into her mouth, grinding her tongue to shreds.

Cindi wiped her pussy with a piece of toilet paper before flushing the stool. Washing her hands, the fiery maned girl left the bathroom, reaching out with her arms while traversing down the darkened hallway.

"I hate thunderstorms," whispered the girl, the open doorway to Virginia's bedroom just within sight.

A sharp pain flared up Cindi's right leg, making her fall forward into the left hand wall of the hallway.

"What the fuck?" gasped Cindi, reaching down to touch her right ankle and finding blood on her fingers when she raised them to her eyes. She looked at the floor, squinting her eyes to see what had cut her. She made out a small human shaped form, something dressed in a dark trench coat and a wide brimmed fedora. Metal gleamed during a lightning flash, a knife stained with rich, black blood.

"What is it?" shuddered Cindi, backing away from the tiny black garbed man.

Blade tapped the rim of his fedora with the tip of his knife hand, then ran towards Cindi, his knife rubbing against the curved hook of his left hand, a shrill, bone-grinding sound assaulting the bare breasted girl's ears.

"Get the fuck away from me!" screamed Cindi, hobbling down the pitch-black hallway, her wounded right ankle slowing her escape.

Blade raised his knife hand, the razor edge slicing through Cindi's left tendon. Cindi screamed in agony as she fell to the floor, her left leg collapsing beneath her. Cindi lay stretched out on the carpet, momentarily stunned, the breath knocked out of her. She howled when Blade struck again, his knife pounding into the backs of her lower legs, blood spurting out in high fountains of steaming ichor. The girl reached out with her shaking arms, dragging herself forward. A knife bit into her right side, more blood squirting out onto the thirsty carpet. Cindi could feel her strength flowing away with her escaping blood, her arms felt detached as she clawed forward, dragging her heavier and heavier body across the floor.

Cindi's arms finally gave out, she collapsed onto the carpet, a pool of warm stickiness spreading out from beneath her. Blade appeared near her limp head. He lashed out with his left hook appendage, prying her mouth open. The knife blade struck out, pinning Cindi's tongue like a fish in a slow stream. Blade ripped Cindi's tongue out of her mouth, turning it from side to side so Cindi could admire it, glistening with saliva and blood. Cindi moaned weakly, blood gushing from her mouth, her skin sweaty and pasty white from blood loss. Blade punched his hook into Cindi's forehead, yanking her face up so that his blade arm could slice across her throat, dark scarlet gore spewing from the wound out into the cool darkness.

Jenny stretched her arms over her head, yawning deeply. She rubbed her aching eyes, then turned off her computer before rising from her desk. She climbed out of her T-shirt and cut off shorts, discarding her panties as well so she could take a nice, hot shower before bed. Retrieving some clean towels, Jenny went to the bathroom, bathing then brushing her teeth. Relaxed and drowsy, Jenny returned to her bedroom, snapping off her flickering bedside lamp before snuggling beneath the covers. She rolled onto her left side, watching the lightning flare, letting the steady pounding of rain lull her to sleep.

Two strong hands grasped the sides of her head, holding her face still. Jenny's eyes snapped open, just in time to see Jester press a bundle of drugged cloth over her mouth and nose.

"Huh?" gasped Jenny, shaking her fog-filled head, blinking sleep from her bright hazel eyes.

"Sorry we had to drug you, Jenny," grinned Hugh sheepishly.

Jenny examined the room she was in, a fairly large bedroom with posters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Lady Death, and Purgatori adorning the walls. Stacks of paperbacks and comic books lay everywhere on the food encrusted floor, the air stale in Jenny's pert nose.

"It isn't much, I guess I should have cleaned it up before sending Pin Head and Jester to get you."

"Who?" asked Jenny, her arms aching in the rope bonds binding her limbs to her sides.

"My new friends," smiled Hugh, indicating the group of puppets standing near one of the walls watching the two humans before them.

Pin Head waved, while Jester performed a knightly bow.

"They're...alive?"

"Sort of, it's kind of complicated," shrugged Hugh helplessly.

"Why did you kidnap me?"

"I've...never had a girl before," replied Hugh, blushing hotly. "Two freshmen girls were mean to me, so I sent my friends to punish them, but I wanted you brought here, to be with me."

"I'm...honored."

"No, you're not, I can tell," sighed Hugh, moving to sit on the small twin bed next to Jenny. "But I'm really a nice guy. I can love you like anybody else, I can take care of you."

Hugh caressed Jenny's left cheek, while she tried not to flinch from his touch.

"You know, when most guys find a girl they like, they ask her out to a movie or something," explained Jenny patiently as she tried to work free of the ropes binding her wrists behind her back.

"You wouldn't go out with me, I mean, just look at me," said Hugh, touching his marred left cheek.

"Hugh..." replied Jenny, groping for something to say.

"Just shut up!" snapped Hugh, slapping Jenny across the face. When she fell onto her side, Hugh rolled her onto her belly, pulling her ass up towards him.

"Hugh! Don't!" shouted Jenny with rising panic.

"You're so beautiful," murmured Hugh, caressing her left buttock while unbuckling his pants.

"Hugh! Please, don't do this!"

"It'll get easier, you might even learn to like it," smiled Hugh, grasping both of Jenny's hips, rubbing the head of his cock within the crack of her ass.

"Please," wept Jenny as Hugh bent down to her ass, licking her pussy, making it slick and wet with his saliva. Hugh groaned with pleasure, the taste of Jenny's cunt in his mouth, his tongue probing deep into her quivering vagina. When Jenny's pussy was suitably moist, Hugh slowly inserted his cock into her slit, pressing it inside her tight twat.

"Feels so good," grunted Hugh, his hands fondling Jenny's taut buttocks, prying her crack open so he could see his shaft delve into the naked girl's cunt. He began humping her pussy, his balls slamming into her crotch with every forceful shove. Jenny's body shook from Hugh's thrusts, her tightly bound breasts trembled, her mouth grimacing as her rapist's cock painfully impaled itself within her pussy, the shaft rubbing against her clit. The puppets watched stoically while their master humped and laughed with bliss. Hugh orgasmed quickly, removing his cock so that his cream could shoot out across Jenny's buttocks and spine.

"I love you," murmured Hugh, running his right hand through Jenny's long brown hair, pressing a handful against his nose, inhaling her arousing scent.

Jester's cap bells jingled, attracting Hugh's notice. Glancing at the puppet, Hugh noticed Jester pointing urgently at the window. Crawling off the bed, Hugh walked to the shaded window, pulling up the shade so he could look outside. Beyond the pouring rain, Hugh could see flashing police lights, two patrol cars parked outside the freshman sorority house.

"What will we do?" asked Hugh, his stomach knotting with fear.

Jester ran across the messy bedroom floor, pointing at the trunk next to a few of Hugh's empty suitcases.

Hugh frowned for a moment, then nodded when understanding fell upon him.

"You said to call you if there were anymore disappearances, detective," said the manager of the apartment complex while she led him through the hall to Jenny's rented rooms.

"When did you notice her absence?" asked the cop, scratching notes into a small pad.

"Two days after those two girls were found murdered in their sorority house," replied the manager, opening the apartment door with a key from her master ring.

"Was anything taken out of the apartment?"

"Nothing big like the TV or stereo. The dresser drawers and closet were rifled through, so maybe some clothes are missing. All of her underwear is definitely gone," answered the woman.

"Definitely sounds like a kidnapping, then," nodded the cop, writing quickly on his pad.

"Do you think you'll find her?"

"With all the kids going missing these days? I don't know," shrugged the detective helplessly.

Jenny moaned through the gag stuffed in her mouth. Between her open legs, Pin Head rubbed his right hand over her pussy, caressing her shivering clitoris with his large, thick fingers. Leech Woman leaned over Jenny's right shoulder, pinching her right nipple with a little alabaster hand.

"Tell them not to get too rough," asked Hugh behind the steering wheel of the van just as the vehicle crossed the state line. "I don't want her too tired for me tonight."

Jester nodded from the passenger's seat, squirming beneath the seatbelt to glare at his companions with an angry frown.

Blade and Tunneler saluted from their observation seats along the side of the van. Leech Woman waved before renewing her nipple pinching, and Pin Head nodded his small cranium before returning to his work, inserting a finger into Jenny's dripping cunt. Jenny moaned again, closing her eyes in despair, her gagged lips quivering.

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