Chapter 4
It was night. Yellow lights were on in the garden around the mansion, and guards were standing watch. Soft, classical music played inside. The first part of my plan had gone well, and I was happy.
I went to the kitchen on the lower floor and ordered one of my chefs:
"Prepare a tray full of food."
The young chef quickly prepared a tray with various dishes and gave it to me. I took the tray and went upstairs. I entered my bedroom, where Nima was still lying on the bed with his hands and feet tied. I placed the tray on the table beside the bed, took a deep breath, and said:
"I'll untie you, but this place is full of guards. If you try to escape, I'll tie you up again, and this time I won't show any mercy!"
Nima said calmly:
"Okay, I agree."
I untied the ropes and released his hands and feet. He sat up on the bed and asked:
"Why did you kidnap my dad?"
"Your dad did some bad things, and he has to pay for his mistakes. Why are you worried about him?"
"I'm not worried about him! I don't like him at all. I hate him!"
"What? You don't like your dad? Are you trying to fool me, little boy?"
"No, I'm telling the truth. He's not even my real dad!"
I was shocked! I raised an eyebrow and asked:
"Kerem isn't your real dad?"
"No, he married my mom when I was one year old. When he separated from my mom, she didn't want me anymore, so I had to stay with Kerem. He doesn't love me either! He hates me so much that he always beats me and locks me in his closet."
Nima pulled up his T-shirt and showed me a bruise on his ribs. Suddenly, all my memories flashed before my eyes like a film... I shook my head and tried not to think about anything. I said:
"Don't worry, Nima. I'll get revenge for you too. Now, eat your dinner."
A few minutes after he finished his dinner, I tied his wrists behind his back with a rope and then tied his hands to the bedpost with another rope. Then, I tied his ankles together with another rope.
I still couldn't trust him. What if he was lying to save himself and his father? It was too soon to trust.
I took the tape to gag his mouth. Nima said:
"Do you have to gag my mouth? I promise I won't talk...mmmpppphhhh"
I didn't let him finish. I put the tape over his mouth and wrapped it around his head a few times. I felt sorry for him! But no! I couldn't trust him. At least not now...
I took a few things I needed from my closet, put them in my coat pockets, left the room, and took the elevator three floors down into the mansion's basement. It was time to go check on Kerem.
The elevator opened, and I entered a large hall with black marble flooring. When the guards saw me, they stepped back a few paces and nodded. I walked through the corridor towards a hall with glass cells. I entered the hall and saw two guards with my assistant, Javad, standing in front of the glass cell where Kerem was, waiting for me. Above the cell, on a small golden plaque, Kerem's name was engraved. Javad entered a code on the monitor next to the cell, and the cell door opened. Kerem's groans became loud. The cells were soundproof, and no sound could be heard when their doors were closed. Kerem was still not tired and was struggling. His clothes had been removed, and he was completely naked.
He was sitting on a metal chair bolted to the floor. His wrists were tied to the back of the chair. The ankles of each of his legs were tied to a chair leg. His dick was fully exposed, bobbing up and down with Kerem's every thrust. His mouth was still gagged with the same tape I had put on it. And the bulge under the tape showed that his sock was still in his mouth.
He stared at me with eyes full of rage. I smiled. Then Javad said:
"Sir, after his capture, we brought him to the basement, removed his clothes, and tied him to the chair. We did not replace his gag because you said you would do it yourself. Also, we used his phone to text his ex-wife, family, and friends, writing on behalf of Kerem: ('I want to go on a long trip with my son. We'll travel to different countries and have some alone time. Please don't worry about us.') In addition, our team contacted his neighbors and friends and created a scenario so that no one would suspect his and his son's disappearance."
I stared at Kerem with a smile and said to Javad:
"Good, thank you. You all wait outside the cell. We want to be alone."
Kerem struggled and screamed under the tape:
"mmmmmmpppppphhhh mmmpppphhhhhhhh"
Javad nodded and left the cell with the guards. I went to Kerem and pulled the tape off his mouth and took out the completely wet socks from his mouth. Before he could speak, I put my hand on his mouth and said quietly:
_ I'll just ask you one question and you tell me the truth. If you talk any more, I'll attach a vibrator to your dick and I'll milk you until tomorrow morning.
I took my hand off his mouth and stared into his eyes and said:
_ Is Nima your son?
He coughed a few times and said:
_ How do you know? What did you do to him? Look, I don't care about that boy, he's for you, just let me go. Okay?
I had found the answer to my question. Nima wasn't Kerem's real son. I took out a red ball gag from my coat pocket and quickly put it in Kerem's mouth and locked it behind his head. Kerem moaned.
_ mmmpppphhh mppphhh mmmmppp mmttptpphh
Every time he moaned, a drop of saliva from his mouth would fall on his muscular body. I started massaging his breasts and spread my cum over his body. He kept moaning
_ mmmppphhhh mmmmm
I took his dick in my hand and started massaging it. It didn't take long for his dick to harden and he could squirt at any moment. Kerem moaned in short moans
_ uummm ummmpphh uummmm
I took out the small glass container and held it in front of Kerem's dick. At that moment, Kerem squirted his cum out like a fountain. I poured the semen into the container then emptied the entire container of semen on his own head. The thick white liquid flowed down his well-groomed hair, passed over his eyelids and dripped onto his well-shaped lips that were gagging with a ball gag.
He slowly felt the humiliation. As I had felt. That was enough for tonight... I took the tape and put it over his mouth, which was gagged with a ball gag, and wrapped it around his head several times. Then I put a gold collar that I had ordered made specifically for him around his neck and locked it. On the collar was a plaque with the name Kerem engraved on it.
I said softly in his ear:
_ Now you are mine!
_ mmmmmpppphhhh
I walked out of the cell and told Javad, "Lock his door and have a few guards stay here. We need to go for the next operation tomorrow."
I took the elevator to the top floor of the mansion. I entered my office and sat at my desk, placing the files of 13 other men in front of me. I didn't know which one to choose for tomorrow.
The first person was Burak. Tomorrow, as always, he would open his bookstore early in the morning, and I could kidnap him then.
Burak
The second was Mert, a boy who had taken me to the public restroom in high school and forced me to put my head in the toilet! He was a complete bully. He owned a gym in one of the most luxurious neighborhoods in the city. With the number of muscular men always around him, kidnapping him would be a bit more difficult than the others.
Mert
The third person was Efe, a boy who gave me silly nicknames in high school, which led the entire school to call me by those names. He was currently the chief architect of a famous hotel under construction. Efe ran on the street every morning to stay in shape, and that was the best time to kidnap him.
Efe
I didn't know which one to choose...
To be continued...
