My Redheaded Pain Slut
The Redheaded Runaway
Chapter 1
by
Spectreworld
The world is harsh and full of unknowns. The scariest one is when someone disappears and can never be found. 5 minutes is like eternity... Just imagine weeks or months. She was at the wrong place, at the wrong time, with the wrong person. She was obviously new to the scene and trying to be the girl who thinks she is all of that and then some. However, when i talked to her, i learned that she had runaway years ago to be someone and it never worked out. She told me that people let her go and she had spoken to her mom about 2 weeks ago. She stated she wanted to go home but wasn't sure how the family would look at her 4 years after being on the street. I could tell she needed a hug and a good place to sleep. I almost feel sorry for her but then her reasoning for running away and the fact that she didn't learn a hard enough lesson convinced me even more to take her from this life and give her something new.
I invited her to my place for a meal and a good sleep. I told her she should call her mom and at least have a conversation with her. She does just that as he listens in the car on the way to his house. Upon entering, he makes her a pretty full dinner and allows her to shower as he gathers her clothes and tells her that he will wash them. She cleans herself and he leaves a few things of clothes in the bathroom for her to put on until her clothes were clean. However, he wasn't cleaning, he was burning... even the phone she was just talking to her mom on was now corrupted. She comes out and she eats and explains she was tired. As one should, she goes into the room and locks the door. He watches from the front room and eventually she falls asleep. He put a little something in her drink to help her sleep and relax. He enters into her room, and she wakes up shocked but unable to move as she is still tired from not being able to sleep properly on the streets. He places a pillow over her just enough to knock her out. He checks her to see she is properly out.
I pick her up and strip her out of her clothes. I take her downstairs where she will be for the next few months being rewritten and reprogrammed. She will be the 5th that i have broken and i am curious to see what this would do to a pale Irish redhead. I take her to my clean room that i built within the walls of my basement. Small note... i bought the house next door and tore it down and made it into a standard yard. The basement is still intact and i constructed a door that leads me next door completely sealed except for the entrance. I place her in a modified chair that i constructed that will keep her in place for the weeks to come. She moves ever so slightly as i position her. I don't want her waking up to early, so i give her 2 dabs of ****** so she can stay relaxed. I slide her feet into the floating stirrups and strap her toes individually. Once done with her feet, i wrap her ankles and calf muscles to the chair as i continue up to her thighs in a breathable yet movement resistant fabric that will hold her for the next few days until i have to do it again. I attach a back piece that will flow with her movements and wrap her stomach leaving her breast exposed and continuing up to her arms, shoulders and neck. I place the arms in a floating piece as well and wrap from her wrists to the upper part of her shoulders and place her fingers in mini cages to prevent her from gripping or bending.
Finally, i place a head attachment on her and do her hair up in a ponytail keeping her in place with no excuse for her to not be able to watch the things that i want to show her. I trim her bangs and the loose hairs that could slide in her view if she moves too much. I lock the head piece in place always facing forward and i allow it to retract when i grant her the ability to sleep and rest for more. Now that her movement is heavily restricted, i place a bucket under her body to collect her bodily waste without me having to worry of cleaning. I attach the sprayer as well to make sure everything is clean as well. I unfortunately have to check her daily, but I'll get the results i want. I place a ball in her mouth and pump it. I attach a small hose through it and trickle water through it so i can keep her hydrated and even liquid protein to keep her where i need to be. I know I'll have to watch her weight, so she is not too thin for her next thing.
I take a moment to sleep while she was out... once i heard her stirring and her muffled screams, i woke up. 5 hours of good sleep... Well time to start the first few hours of breaking her. I open the door and then close it. I place my mask on and then i come into her line of sight. The fear that screams out from her face is intoxicating. I sit next to her and whisper a few things that i want her to know before i limit my speaking to her for the next few months.
"Shh Shh!! I genuinely wanted to help you until you told me that your parents were shit people. Yet here you are out in the streets living with whoever and fucking anything that pays you. I was hoping to help you off the streets. But i see you are just a user in the worse way. So, i am going to show you how deep the rabbit hole goes and by time i am done with you, you really will enjoy the depravity that is human life and you will obey to its lusts knowing that you can never go back to whom you once were."
I turn on the screens and begin day 1 of her new future. I play videos of how women are properly treated for control. Dominance, Humiliation, Control, and eventual Obedience. Of course, it's always hard the first day... turning the head which she couldn't do and closing her eyes in which i now really get harsh with. I take my finger and **** her eyes open... i clip them open and turn the volume up so she can hear the subliminal messages through it all as well as 12hrs of footage for what she is to become and endure. I drop Visine in her eyes to keep her moisturized for the long hours of brain inputting. Hearing everything that goes on and happens, she cries and breaks from it all... i understand the sounds of begging for it to stop... but i wont. I grab her breasts and rub them and caress them. I watch as her nipples grow hard and i clamp them. I shame her for them getting hard.
12hrs has passed and i take the clamps from her eyes. The video has stopped and i am done groping her. I feed her solution for food and give her water. I reduce the air in the ball but not enough for her to spit it out. I watch as she weeps for the **** i brought her. I feel her up letting her know that its ok and all of this will mean a lot when she is ready. I leave the room to her thoughts as i play sex sounds within the basement... unable to move or cover her ears, she is **** to endure this as she attempts to sleep. The next day, she sees me and is begging again. I feed her again and spray her bathroom bucket. I tell her to watch, or her eyes will be **** open again. The video playing now shows women depicted in episodes of Elite Pain. I edited them to **** her to read the subtitles that i want her to understand instead of what they are really saying. She tried to close her eyes and tried to sleep. So, i clamped her eyes open and she watched every moment of it all. Eye drops to keep her watching every horrible moment.
Days 3 to 18 were the same except with each day she became more compliant. Wanting more and craving the treatment. I took her out of the chair and **** her to a room with a small mattress, a drain, a toilet, and other tools on the wall. The 19th day she had to learn how to walk again... how to be human again. I fed her with human food in a dog bowl... punished her if she ate like an animal. She made messes all in her room... So, i took a hose and sprayed her and the room down. She became near feral for a while until i started allowing her to watch random TV shows to curb it all. Watching sick movies turned her on... i could hear that she wished someone would do bad things to her. I gave her a vibrator and i watched her use it relentlessly remembering the pain i showed her. I went in after a few hours to take it away from her.
I put a leash around her and dragged her out like the dog she was. I bound her up on my wall and took my straps to her body for my own pleasure. I could see the inner person crying on the inside. I loved watching it come out with each strike. Watching her pale white body with red marks made my cock hard. I would touch her pussy every now and then and learn how wet she would be from the conditioning that i put her through. So i give her more of what she begs for... I shove my fingers in her with every mark i place on her body... eyes rolling in the back of her head as she soaks my fingers. Once done i was going to sell her but what would be the fun in that? I decided to keep her and make her my **** pet... i feed her whatever i want and never speak to it except to give commands to get me off. I leave marks on her body teaching her how to please me as a whore should.
The first time in 8 months, i allow her to suck my cock. She devours it like a newborn to a tit. No real knowledge of sucking dick... So, i train her... i guide her with each stroke of the belt for her to learn and figure it out. I thought with her being 23 years old, she would have some knowledge of sucking cock. Damn what should i call it? I forgot her name already and i don't want her talking.... just sucking and crying and screaming. Doesn't matter... I make it ride me... i **** it to ride and i would punish her if i lost my boner. I make her taste herself... Finally, being done with her, i look at her and lock her in her room. I tell her that she needs to be better and had better figure it out before i come back. Leaving her to her thoughts and tears... I wonder if her tears was because of what she is now used to or the fact that she could not satisfy me? I'll know tomorrow if she tries harder, then I'll know it's for me. I leave her down there for 2 days... only sliding food into her when it was time to feed her. I let her have her toy but only something small that wouldn't handle her right... Watching her sores and bruises heal.... I want her 100% so i can paint her body with pain again... rinse and repeat.
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A helpful man wanting to spread some cheer and be a good person by helping a homeless person off the streets, only to find that she was a runaway that had not learned her lesson. So, he takes her home and teaches her a new lesson that will be stitched into her brain forever.
Updated on Dec 11, 2025
Created on Dec 11, 2025
by Spectreworld
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