Heisenberg’s Factory [Script Offer] [Mdom] [Bondage] [Teasing] [RE8] [Rape] just in case [Rough] [Primal Play] 

Yeah…I’ve got the hots for mechanic man. That iconic sit scene…ugh. Just enough to make me write another script. I’m not sure how accurate it is to the character, but I tried. My first time in a long time writing a character that’s not my own. 
 I never intended to disappear for so long, but I was finishing my undergrad. That took a lot out of me. Hopefully the next script doesn’t take as much time. 

Oh. What do I have here? Seems a little rat has weaseled their way into my factory. You don’t look like a villager. Let me get a closer look at you. *sounds of metal moving, restraining listener* Did I startle you? *lower voice* good. You should be scared of me. I’m the strongest freak in this cursed village. And I can’t say I take kindly to trespassers. *tightening grip, possibly gripping the chin* Did Miranda send you? Did that bitch really think she could send in a weak little human to gather intel for her? *pause* You’re not Miranda’s. Is that so? Hmm. *sound of machinery moving* I believe you. Miranda’s a bitch, but she’s not stupid. 

	So what are you, huh? *pause* A tourist. *full bellied laughter that transitions into a lower voice* Well, then I better give you a good show. *sounds of machinery again followed by chuckles* Ooh look at you squirm. Now follow me like a good girl. I’m going to take you on a little tour. Be sure to keep up, hate to have to drag you along *sounds of yanking chains*. 

	This, this is my pride and joy. You should be grateful, doll. You may be the first normal person to see my workspace. All my subjects are already dead, you see. I’m not a complete monster, after all. I may have to make an exception for a specimen like you, though. Now lets see what we’re working with. *sounds of chains as listener is chained up against a wall* Yes, just like that. *voice gets closer, strong inhale* God, you’re scent is intoxicating. You know I could smell you from the moment you stepped foot in here. That fear. That anxiety. And just a bit of anticipation. But you know what I smell now, doll. *hand runs at slit as voice goes growly* Arousal. *large bellied laughter*

 I hit the jackpot, didn’t I? Didn’t get any old human, no, I got a little slut in heat, huh? *chain rattles, listener headbutts you* ****, little bitch has got bite too. That’s fine, I can play rough. *rough kissing and groping* You’re lucky I got to you before one of the wolves. They would have torn a delicious little doll like you to shreds. I’ll just split you with my dick, take a little flesh and blood with my teeth, but you’ll live. I think.  

Tell me, what brought you into my arms? Did you hear about the big bad man up on the hill with his spooky factory and you just couldn’t help yourself? Were you hoping to get torn apart by a monster? Is that what gets your ******* engine going? Taken against you will, bound in chains? Well, it gets me going too doll. Seeing you squirm. Seeing you whine. Fighting like you truly think your life depends on it. I want to see you painted red. I want to mark every bit of your skin. I want to let you loose on my trails and hunt you down.  But you know what gets me off even more? *sound of chains rattling as listener is released*

Beg. Beg for me to **** you. *hearty laugh again*. What, you thought you’d waltz in here and get everything you want without lifting a finger? That’d you’d play the victim, revel in the pleasure without ever admitting how ******* bad you want me. No no no baby doll. I want to hear it. Only thing sweeter than taken submission is given. I want to own you, all of you. My dumb little doll, too horny for her own good. I want to see you suffer, not just from knives and chains. I want to see you agonize in your shame, knowing I’m the cause.

*pause, light hearted tone* Oh, you don’t have to. Don’t you get it? I’m not going to force you. You can walk away right now, I’ll even have a Soldat escort you out of the village to safety. I’m a perfect gentleman darling. *lowered voice* Until you tell me you want otherwise. 

God, I love that look on your face. I think that’s the first time I’ve seen actual fear since you walked in here. Go on. Beg. I know its scary baby, but I’ll take good care of you. Just tell me what you want. Tell how ******* bad you want me. Give yourself over. My little doll. My weak, pitiful little human so lustful they’re willing to do anything for a good ****. Oh, that’s not you? You’re not a dumb little slut desperate for me? Fine. Then leave. 

*laugh* That’s what I thought. Your pride is delicious. Your cunt’s practically rusting the metal beneath you. Lets not waste any more time. 

*rustling* No, stay down. You’re not getting off that easy. Unzip my pants. Yes dear, just like that. There’s no amount of feigned innocence that can hide that desire in your eyes. Is it everything that you wanted? Is it what you hoped it would be?
Lick it. Up and down, nice and slow. Just get it nice and wet for me, love. You don’t have to take it deep, not if you don’t want to. Just get me nice and slick for you. *moans for however long*

God, that’s good. You practice before you come up here, doll? How many men did you suck off thinking of me? Oh… OH! 

Am I your first, doll? Did you save yourself just for me? What a ******* treat. An unfucked slut, what an absolute gift. I’ll be sure to show you just how grateful I am. 

Get up. Get on the table. Yes, I know its cold. I make the Soldat here. Cut them open, rearrange their insides, give them a new life. Just like what I’m gonna do to you, baby. Spread your legs for me. Don’t be shy, I already told you, I don’t do this wishy washy bullshit. Bear yourself like the bitch in heat you are. 

**** yes. ****.*oral noises* You taste so good. Does my beard tickle, doll? Or are you just already quivering in pleasure? Maybe a bit of both, huh. Look at these ******* curves. I can just ******* grab you and *sliding noise* pull you closer. Those will make such pretty bruises. Nice and thick, you won’t break easy.  

I’m gonna put it in now doll. One nice slow thrust. You ready? On three, alright? One…*slams into listener and laughs* God, look at you. Hurt a bit, didn’t it? But that’s want you wanted. *thrust* A big *thrust* bad *thrust* motherfucker to tear you apart *thrust*.
 
**** noises, ad lib/improv as you want. *** is rough, but never anything with extreme lasting damage. Sadistic physically, even more so emotionally, but ultimately wants listener to enjoy themselves as well. *

God, you’re good. And you’re ******* mine. And I’m going to **** you senseless. 

What, did you think you were done, doll? Oh no, we’ve just begun. Get up. Run. Yeah, I’m still hard. Yes, I know, my little slut is sensitive and tired. That’s the ******* point.  See if you can run and hide long enough to recover, cause when I catch you, I’m ******* you even harder. I want to watch you run with my seed dripping down your legs, dazed and sore, desperate to escape the pleasure you wanted so ******* bad. I’ll hunt you and **** you till you’re nothing but a twitching, mindless cunt. And then I’m gonna tie you up real nice and go show off my prize to the other lords. Go on now, run. I’ll give you to the count of ten…Probably.