Note from author: Contains sexual themes, a bit of bdsm, foot fetish, magic, gore and cruelty. Don't read if any of these affects you.
This is one of the darkest stories/roleplays I have ever done. So, it might not be the thing for you.
You have been warned.
"You're a psycho!"
Now that's a word I always hear. I may have some issues, but seriously, who doesn't? All my life I've been a genius engineer with tons of innovations. I run my own company. But other than that, work is boring... That's why I needed some action in my life and start building stuff for my own excitement.
I've been a fan of magic shows my entire life. I know they are not real at all. I mean, nobody can perform real magic. But who needs magic, when you are a master in bioscience and biotech? That's when I decided I'll need an assistant with me if I want to do the magic for myself. A female one. I mean, Jim is allright, but he is not really my type. I want a woman.
That's when I decided to "hunt" for someone. I've been into cafes daily and that's how I saw Jess first. She was amazing. Had average height, brown hair with red tint, a curvy hot body... She was everything I needed and maybe more. I found out that she liked jogging by going through her online profiles. Located her house and literally invaded her privacy in any way someone can think of. What can I say? I am the devil himself...
When everything was completed, me and Jim went for the "capture". She was jogging with yoga pants, running shoes and a sports bra. An amazing girl she is. Jim stayed in the car. I went for her. Aimed my Cryolator X-8 (patent pending) behind the bushes, and when Jim confirmed nobody was around, I took the shot. The gun fired a blue plasma ball that instantly freezes anything it touches within a radius of 2 meters. Only one shot was enough to get her frozen in a running pose. I've had only 10 seconds before thawing her, otherwise her cells might get permament damages. So I only have ten seconds...
10... I ran behind the bushes towards her...
9... I got to her and take out my B0-D2...
8... I fired the gun which shot a rope that goes around its target and sticks the ends together...
7... Shot her shoulder level.
6... Shot her back.
5... Shot her legs.
4... Shot her ankles.
3... Looked at my timer and then gagged her.
2... I also needed to blindfold her...
1... Looks like blindfold is gonna take some time. I turned to thaw mode on Cryolator.
0... Took the shot.
"Mmm, mmmmmm!" was the only thing she could say before collapsing to the ground. I took my blindfold and after making sure she can't move, talk or see, I gestured Jim to drive us away.
After about half an hour, we got her bound to a chair, looking around in panic.
"Mmmm! Mmmmmmngf!". We need her to see and talk now so, no need to have her blindfolded or gagged, right? I removed the fold and gag.
"Where am I? Who are you? What do you want with me? Please, let me go!"
"Relax girl. I just want to have a little fun." I said. Waited few seconds... "Also, I want to try out my new inventions."
"What? I am not your lab rat! Get me out of here!"
I totally ignored her. "Have you ever watched a magician on stage, Jess?"
"How do you know my name?"
"You know how magnificent they look, with their awesome clothes and their mind blowing tricks..."
Jess wasn't so calm anymore... "I said, how do you know my name?!" she shouted.
I continued "I love their work. But they are so eager to restore their assistant. I think the assistant should feel more insecure in tricks that has dangerous stuff like saws and blades, right?"
She didn't say anything. But started crying a little. Losing hope...
"So, I recreated them, but I am lacking the magical talent... aand an assistant, which is where you come into play!"
"Are... are you going... you are not going to saw me are you?" she asked. Scared, trembling...
I laugh fanatically at that question. "I'm not ONLY going to saw you Jess..."
I press a button on my watch and the chair she is sitting on, slowly turns, transforms into a bed shape, still restraining her the same way. "I can do whatever I want to you, and there is nobody to stop me."
She screamed. "You are my toy Jess." I said.
"Please, I will do anything you want. Please. Just don't kill me..." she panicked.
"So, what do you prefer Jess? A guillotine first? A saw maybe? I have recreated all of them. Maybe just remove a body part from you. Which is your least favourite body part?"
"You are a psycho!"
This again? Heh. "That doesn't answer my question. Maybe your feet. Nobody likes their feet. What if I take them away from you, huh? Will you like them more?"
"No... No! You can't!" Her feet starts moving more. Trying to free herself from the restraints.
"I sure can, darling. Jim, can you bring me the L-11? Thanks."
"What's L-11?" she asked.
"You'll see Jess." Jim brought the toy to me. I walked closer to Jess and moved to the end of the table. I start removing her shoes, which was hard with all the wiggling she is doing.
"L-11, basically a laser I use for modifications or dismembering my assistant. It's a very useful multi-tool!"
"What? No! Please don't do this!"
"If you want me to stop, you must accept that your feet are not your least favourite part." I turn the laser on which looks like a lightsaber in the sci-fi movies.
"I accept! They are not my least favourite part! Please don't do this!"
"Good. Now tell me you are my toy and I can do whatever I want to you."
"I am your toy and you can do whatever you want to me."
"That is correct." I grin and then strike the laser down, cutting her feet above her ankles. They fall down to their sides with a really dark cut surface, since the laser also burns while cutting.
"Aaaaaaah!!" she screamed. I didn't care. I picked one up and removed the sock to show her what used to be a part of her leg.
"Can you recognize your own foot?"
She looked at it in tears and pain. "No... My foot..." She cried.
I picked the feet up and gave them to Jim, who put them in something that looks like a fridge and set it up for 25 minutes. I'll explain about that machine later. "Jim, can you bring the S-21 and GU3?"
"Yes, sir." Jim is a very loyal assistant. Can't say the same for Jess. She'll do though. After experiencing what I have in store for her.
Jim finally brings the big toys. "Thanks Jim. Jess, can you recognize these tools?" I ask.
"That looks like a guillotine and the other is a saw."
"Correct. These are the products of many research and development procedures. They are revised many times to become like this." After that explanation, I press some buttons on my watch again and adjust the table so that her head will be held up by the GU3, not the table. As the table moved, she was panicking more. I wheel the GU3 so that it's aligned on her head. Then wheeled in the S-21.
"Hmm, it looks like the saw will also cut your arms off. Whatever, as long as it works..."
She closed her eyes. Probably thinking that these all must be a nightmare. Too bad it's not. It's only my dream.
"Don't worry, after the artery is cut, you won't bleed that much because I designed the blade that way. It can withold a lot of pressure. But your brain might die. So... Let's roll!" I went for the lever and saw her still keeping her eyes closed. Then I pulled the lever.
The blade fell down and sliced her head quite clean. Her head came off, fell down onto the ground.
"It's a good thing we thought about those nanobots Jim. It'd be a mess to clean up all the blood." I say as I went to pick her head up. Her eyes are now open and probably sees what we are doing, for now anyway. She'll die in a few seconds.
"I'm glad those things work fast. Well, there's still a gross surface beneath her head, but at least no blood dripping..." I move her head to some machine nearby. She looks lifeless now. We got no other choice. You can't remove someone's head without killing them...
Several minutes later, Jess wakes up...
"I'm... I'm alive?? I can't feel anything." after hearing her voice both me and Jim turn to her.
"Oh she is awake Jim." I move closer to her to explain the situation. "Hey good to see you again, for a second I thought you were dead." I laugh. "Just kidding, you were dead. But thankfully, we have the tech to keep you alive. Look behind me Jess."
Behind me was a body with no head and feet, lying on a table with a saw above it. It looks like the guillotine is removed from the table and there is some machine on the bodies neck where Jess' head used to be.
"Aaah!" she screams again. "Hey calm down. That's just the WR-002. It wirelessly transfers neural interactions so that you can feel what's going on in that body. Also we revised it to also be able to transfer particles, remotely. It's too complicated for me to explain, but basically all you inhale goes into your body, which is what keeps that thing alive."
"What?" she didn't get it.
"Oh, you know what nevermind. I needed to test the saw as well, so we need you alive here."
I start the saw and start moving it down. She gasps as it touches her. As it cut through, her body starts spasming. Saw goes through her belly but at the same time, cutting her arms off as well since they are in the way.
"Aaaaah!" she screams in pain. But curious why there are no blood spilling. She doesn't know about the microbots. No need to explain further, they are microbots which stops the blood pressure from the veins and normalizes the pressure also keeping the blood in fluid form so they don't coagulate.
When the saw finishes going through, all of her feelings of her legs are also gone. The saw completely bisected her, so since there are no wireless connections on her legs, she can't feel them anymore. After that scene, I move the bottom half away, so she is now seperated. I remove her bra but it gets hard with her arms in the way, so I pick up her arms and throw them into a bin nearby.
"Hey, what are you doing? It's my body there, you can't just..." she starts crying. I like what I see. "Now aren't you a sexy one... Hey, why are you crying?"
"I've worked hard on this body you have mercilessly chopped up!" she cried more.
"What were you again, Jess?" I asked.
"A waitress!" she shouted.
"What were you again, Jess?" I asked, implying that she got the answer wrong.
"I am a w... I am your..." she cries. "I am your toy."
"Exactly." I laugh, like a crazy maniac, again, and again. After all I have done to this poor innocent girl, I laugh. Maybe they are right, I am a psycho... Jim interrupted me to show me that the machine is completed and beeping. I go closer to look at it. Opened the door and picked her feet up. They are still, dead to the world, but still colorful. I throw them into the same bin I threw her arms.
"What are you doing with my feet?" she asks.
But I ignore. "Look at you Jess, you are all over this room! I'm so glad all of my machines worked perfectly. Although there is one more that needs testing. Anyway, what do you think Jess?"
Jess looks horrified. "It hurt... It hurt so much. But it was strangely surreal. It still feels like a dream, a horrible nightmare."
"You are right, it is amazing."
"What was that last machine? What did you do to my feet?" she was a curious one.
"I cloned them."
"What?!"
"Well, technology is amazing, the medicines are awesome and we can do whatever we want, cure any diseases. But there is still no cure for fetishes."
"Do you have a foot fetish? Oh no..." she asked. I didn't reply. I just opened the bottom lid of that machine. There were another pair of feet that looked exactly like hers. But instead of cut surface, they ended with skin above them. She couldn't talk for a minute. But then she asked.
"Do you like them?"
"Huh?" I was confused.
"Do you like my feet?" she asked again.
"Oh yes, they are pretty." I replied. I was wandering away... "Oh I totally forgot your bottom half... There is nothing that is feeding the cells right now. We need to be quick."
As Jess is more confused about what's going on, I clap my hands to light the whole room up, revealing a big machine behind us.
"Meet the Reuniter, Jess." Then I pick the bin up and throw whatever inside into that machine. "All I need to do is to get your parts in there. It will scan your DNA and reassemble you according to the code. However, you will return as how you were coded at this age. So all of the body modifications, tattoos, surgical implants or scars will no longer exist on you." I remove the WR-002 and throw her both halves into the machine. Then I went for her head.
"You need to die, one more time today Jess." I said.
"No, please... I don't want to die..." she begged.
"It's not going to hurt, don't worry. I just need to unplug you from this machine so that I can carry you."
"Are you going to bring me back? Can you promise to bring me back..." she said.
"I promise. Now it'll only take about 10 hours in real life, but it'll be like few seconds for you, since you will be gone for that time."
"I'm scared..." she said.
"Goodbye for now, Jess." I said, turning the machine off. As her eyes closed, I carried her head into the machine, and then turned it on...
She woke up in a tube, filled with some weird liquid, but somehow she didn't need to breathe in the liquid.
"Hey, good to see you again." I said. She was completely naked, but she didn't care. We saw her naked before anyway. I pushed a button near the tube, suddenly it flushed all the liquid out and opened the door.
"You might need a shower." I said.
"You too." she joked. I didn't like that. But for some reason that made me chuckle. Like a psycho though. I still chuckle like a psycho.
"You might feel a little nausea at the moment, it's all normal." I said.
"This is incredible." she said, looking down at her body, wiggling her toes and fingers.
"So, you liked my 'toys'?" I asked.
"Those were really strange and you cut my body up into pieces!!!" she was mad. Who wouldn't.
"Playing a magician was always something I wanted to try. You should be glad you are still in one piece."
"I wouldn't be in pieces if you didn't cut me up in the first place! Now where are my clothes?" she asked. I gave her some towels and showed her the shower to get her ready. After about half an hour, she was back, walking bare feet in the house.
"Where are my socks and shoes?" she asked.
"They are on your feet, Jess." I said.
"No, they are not."
"They are on your feet, Jess." I repeated. I looked at her face, until she realized which feet I'm mentioning.
"No they are... Ooh... Can I have them back?" she asked.
"No, they are my souvenirs."
"My shoes and socks are not souvenirs!"
"Okay, I offer you a trade."
"What trade?" she asked.
"In return of your shoes and socks AND of course your freedom, if you can call it that; you'll agree to be my assistant, full time. I'll pay you about 6-7 times more than you earn from that shitty waitress job."
"I have to think about it..." After five seconds. "Okay deal. But it's not because of my shoes or anything. I just need a better job. So, what do you have me do?" she asked.
"Okay good. Now, do you remember what you were before you were in the Reuniter?"
"Oh no..."