Claire
I woke up the next morning and packed my bags. I threw into my bags tape, rope, a knife, and a few other supplies to detain the girl when the time came. I grabbed my car keys and was on my way to the cabin. The cabin was about 45 minutes south from my house, in the middle of the woods. When I arrived, it was Friday morning. I had a lot of work to do before the girls started arriving the very next day. I began setting up all of their punishments. Why was I doing this might you ask? I am doing it for my parents. Then abuse they got was unjustified, and if there's one thing I really believe in, it's revenge. And not just petty dramatic revenge. This was the real thing. Their parents had tortured mine for years, and they were finally going to feel what they made my parents feel when they were torturing them, even when they begged for mercy, and none was shown. Anyway, I have to get back to setting up. I have so much to do, and not a lot of time to do it...
Claire arrived at the cabin around 2pm on Saturday evening. She was the first one to arrive.
"Hey Joe," she said to me as she walked up to the door, "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine, thanks," I replied with a half smile. "Are you ready to have some fun this weekend?"
"Yes, I'm so pumped for this weekend, thank you so much for inviting us all," She said, unknowing of the events I had planned for the weekend.
The other three girls slowly started arriving, one after the other, until finally they were all there, and we were huddled in the main room of the cabin telling each other funny memories we had in our childhoods.
Tonight when all the other girls go to sleep, it will be Claire that I lure out to have "fun" with, until she meets her real fate.
I already had some regrets and bad feelings, because the girls were innocent, but their parents were not, and this was just the easiest way to do things. Their daughters are going to have to answer for their actions, and maybe that will show them how horrid of people they are.
12am rolls around, and I walked into Claires room.
"Claire," I whispered, "are you still awake?"
"What is it Joe," came her response from across the room, "It's really late."
"I was hoping you'd come for a walk with me, I want to talk with you."
At that, Claire almost instantly jumped to her feet and dressed herself.
We started walking outside and through the trees. We walked in silence for most of the way, before I broke it by asking her to come back to the cabin with me.
"There's something I need to show you, it's in the basement of the cabin," I said slowly.
"Okay," she said with a smile and glowing eyes, "I can't wait to see it!"
At this moment, a pit grew in my stomach. I felt sort of bad, but I kept telling myself this is the way things had to be.
We walked into the house, and walked towards the basement, with Claire following close behind.
When we got down there, She saw the chair with the machine next to it.
"What is this, what's going on?" She asked, confused.
"Please Claire, have a seat and I'll explain everything."
She sat in the chair and looked at me anxiously.
While she was looking around the basement, I quickly went over and tied her hands to the chair, and put her leg into my contraption, right at the femur.
Claire screamed and asked again, what was going on.
I pulled up my stool beside her and begin to explain.
"You see Claire, your parents weren't such nice people in high school, did you know that? I bet you didn't!" I started.
She began yelling that she had no clue what I was talking about.
"My parents, you see, were not so liked in high school by your parents. Or any of the other girls parents. They were brutally tortured, unimaginable pain was inflicted on them, and they were shown no mercy. Tonight, I am going to give your parents the same fear that they gave to mine way back in high school, and no mercy will be shown. I'm sorry you had to be dragged into this, but it was the only way."
Claire eyes widened and tears began streaming down her face.
"Please, you don't have to do this," She begged, "It doesn't have to be like this."
I began ignoring her, and set the machine in motion.
"This, I began to explain, "Is going to get some justice for my mother. She was terrorized, and her femur was shattered, leaving her with a permanent limp for life. Thats exactly what is going to happen here to you."
As I finished my sentence, the arm on my work came slamming down, right onto her thigh. I could hear as the bone in her leg gave way, and split in two. Her piercing scream filled the room, the basement, the place I had already soundproofed the night before. I ensured myself that the other girls would not hear.
I looked at Claire as her body went limp and she passed out from the pain.
I removed the restraints and picked up her limp body. I carried it up the stairs and to the tiny shack 100 feet from the cabin itself. There, I had set up 4 beds, and left plenty of food and water for the girls. This is where they would stay after they got their punishments. I handcuffed Claires feet to her bed, and locked the shed door behind me.
I have to sign off for the night here so I can prepare for the next punishment tomorrow. Until then, thanks for reading.
Claire arrived at the cabin around 2pm on Saturday evening. She was the first one to arrive.
"Hey Joe," she said to me as she walked up to the door, "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine, thanks," I replied with a half smile. "Are you ready to have some fun this weekend?"
"Yes, I'm so pumped for this weekend, thank you so much for inviting us all," She said, unknowing of the events I had planned for the weekend.
The other three girls slowly started arriving, one after the other, until finally they were all there, and we were huddled in the main room of the cabin telling each other funny memories we had in our childhoods.
Tonight when all the other girls go to sleep, it will be Claire that I lure out to have "fun" with, until she meets her real fate.
I already had some regrets and bad feelings, because the girls were innocent, but their parents were not, and this was just the easiest way to do things. Their daughters are going to have to answer for their actions, and maybe that will show them how horrid of people they are.
12am rolls around, and I walked into Claires room.
"Claire," I whispered, "are you still awake?"
"What is it Joe," came her response from across the room, "It's really late."
"I was hoping you'd come for a walk with me, I want to talk with you."
At that, Claire almost instantly jumped to her feet and dressed herself.
We started walking outside and through the trees. We walked in silence for most of the way, before I broke it by asking her to come back to the cabin with me.
"There's something I need to show you, it's in the basement of the cabin," I said slowly.
"Okay," she said with a smile and glowing eyes, "I can't wait to see it!"
At this moment, a pit grew in my stomach. I felt sort of bad, but I kept telling myself this is the way things had to be.
We walked into the house, and walked towards the basement, with Claire following close behind.
When we got down there, She saw the chair with the machine next to it.
"What is this, what's going on?" She asked, confused.
"Please Claire, have a seat and I'll explain everything."
She sat in the chair and looked at me anxiously.
While she was looking around the basement, I quickly went over and tied her hands to the chair, and put her leg into my contraption, right at the femur.
Claire screamed and asked again, what was going on.
I pulled up my stool beside her and begin to explain.
"You see Claire, your parents weren't such nice people in high school, did you know that? I bet you didn't!" I started.
She began yelling that she had no clue what I was talking about.
"My parents, you see, were not so liked in high school by your parents. Or any of the other girls parents. They were brutally tortured, unimaginable pain was inflicted on them, and they were shown no mercy. Tonight, I am going to give your parents the same fear that they gave to mine way back in high school, and no mercy will be shown. I'm sorry you had to be dragged into this, but it was the only way."
Claire eyes widened and tears began streaming down her face.
"Please, you don't have to do this," She begged, "It doesn't have to be like this."
I began ignoring her, and set the machine in motion.
"This, I began to explain, "Is going to get some justice for my mother. She was terrorized, and her femur was shattered, leaving her with a permanent limp for life. Thats exactly what is going to happen here to you."
As I finished my sentence, the arm on my work came slamming down, right onto her thigh. I could hear as the bone in her leg gave way, and split in two. Her piercing scream filled the room, the basement, the place I had already soundproofed the night before. I ensured myself that the other girls would not hear.
I looked at Claire as her body went limp and she passed out from the pain.
I removed the restraints and picked up her limp body. I carried it up the stairs and to the tiny shack 100 feet from the cabin itself. There, I had set up 4 beds, and left plenty of food and water for the girls. This is where they would stay after they got their punishments. I handcuffed Claires feet to her bed, and locked the shed door behind me.
I have to sign off for the night here so I can prepare for the next punishment tomorrow. Until then, thanks for reading.