Ghost Girl Book 1

Chapter 7

The kidnapper looked at his opportunities with disgust, they were dressed in the clothes he bought them but they still had tears coming down their cheeks.

Fuck me the thought now they gotta be washed up again, can't have them looking like this for the pictures, what would his bosses think, he was under strict orders not to hurt them or mark them up in anyway but he would love to slap them so hard, give them a reason to cry.

He hated children, but loved they money they brought in. He herded the two frightened girls down the the basement where he had set up lights and a video camera, the basement was covered in cobwebs and mold, the decaying cobblestone walls looked they they would collapse at any time, the floor was dirty and covered in rodent shit he surveyed the set up and realized it was missing something, if he was advertising these kids then he needed more production value.

He ushered the girls into the far right corner, tied them together then attached them with a chain to the water pipe that ran along the wall, both girls started to whimper, if only he could hit them just once, he thought. Instead of hitting them he gagged them with scraps of cloth he found in the kitchen, that oughta keep them quiet he thought.

As he went upstairs leaving the two girl tied up and frightened he started making a list of things he would need to shoot this video. He hated the thought of going back into town, if someone by chance had seen something then they would be looking for his van, fuck it, he thought, if this was his last opportunity then he was going to get the most out of it.

He headed out to the van and started it up, as he left the wooded outskirts of town he passed the half built house that he first thought of when he was planning this but decided it was too much in the open, he drove the streets of Brewsters Bay looking for the perfect store, one with no cameras or very few and one that wasn't a name brand, name brand stores were always busier.

He spotted a one stop shop gas station and pulled in parking the van close to the dumpster that was at the end of the parking lot. He sat for a few minutes working on the list so he could efficiently get what he needed and get out. He slid his oversized glasses up his nose and headed into the store.

The store was big, bigger than he expected, bigger stores mean more cameras, he kept that in mind as he grabbed a basket and started working on his list. He moved up and down the aisles quickly avoiding eye contact with anyone, he had found everything on his list except the one thing he really wanted. He felt the uncontrollable anger rising up in him, not here he thought, not now, he knew that if he gave into this anger it would ruin everything.

It took all his strength not to give in to the rage, to knock all the shelves over, smash the display counter, grab the cashier and beat them until the rage subsided.

He wasn't surprised when his cock began to throb, it was exciting to think of the cashiers cries with every kick he landed and punch he threw. I'll be punching something later tonight he though and adjusted his pants.

He knew he had to get the one item that would really sell his vision, unfortunately he would have to go one of the bigger stores, the ones he was hoping to avoid. He walked up to the checkout and looked at the young man behind the counter imaging his smile with blood dripping down his lips from a beating, his cock throbbed again.

He left the store and got back into the van and drove away, as he was driving to a popular name brand store he debated how badly he needed this item, on one hand it would complete his vision and most certainly fetch the highest amount he's ever gotten for an opportunity but is the risk worth it?

He found himself pulling into the name brand store, guess it is he thought and parked the van, ok he said to himself, in and out quickly, toy department get what you need then leave.

He entered the store and looked at the signs above, thank god big name stores have bright department signs, he walked to the toy department and had to be mindful not to seem like he was in too much of a rush, people who rush draw attention, casual shoppers blend in. He walked up and down the toy aisles pretending to browse until he came upon what he was looking for.

There it sat, the 6 foot stuffed bear, it was perfect, big enough for two little girls. He walked to the front of the store and started to panic at the thought of facing the cashier, who comes in at 9:00 at night a buys a giant teddy bear, he relaxed when he saw the self checkout counter empty.

Perfect, he thought and paid for his purchases and left the store, he walked back to the van and stopped, will the bear fit he wondered, he opened the side of the van and began shoving the bear in the back trying not to rip it or get it dirty, he was so close to completing his vision he couldn't have any mistakes, and a dirty ripped bear would be a costly mistake.