Paranormal Erotic Romance Box Set (62 page)

“So, this was all an act? But he really shot me!” Katy
said.

“It wasn’t really an act. This isn’t Mystery Dinner
Theater, Katy,” Lena said and picked her drink up off the table and took a sip.
“This is all real. Well, except that Luca didn’t kill me.”

“I’m so fucking confused,” Paul said and rocked back and
forth on the couch. “I don’t know what’s going on.”

“You will soon enough,” Luca said. “For now, let’s head
into the second bedroom, shall we?”

Luca and Lena pushed Paul and Katy Kirschner into the
second bedroom of the suite. As the Kirschner’s eyes adjusted to candlelight in
the room, Katy fell to her knees and began to pray. Paul Kirschner turned
around and stared at Luca.

“You cannot mean--”

Luca walked up to Paul and grabbed him by the back of the
neck. He breathed heavily and clenched his teeth.

“You were wrong Paul, this isn’t revenge, this is
vengeance!”

Luca pushed Paul back against the giant wooden cross in
the room. He made him stand on a box with Luca as Luca looped a thick, braided
rope around Paul’s wrists.

“A little close, huh?” Luca said as his chest rubbed
against Paul’s chest while he tied his wrists together with the rope. “Sorry
about invading your personal space, you’ll be alone soon enough.”

“I will do anything you want, Luca. I’m
serious...anything,” Paul said as Luca secured the rope around a wooden beam
above their heads.

“I know you will, Paul. You know, I just wanted to say
that I really didn’t appreciate watching you eye-fuck Lena all night.”

“Wh-what? You are
swingers
! That’s what swingers
do! Why are you changing the rules of this now?”

Luca finished tying the rope to Paul’s wrists and looked
in his eyes and sighed.

“You’re right. That is not the issue and the stuff of my
ego, I apologize.”

Luca jumped off the box and stood next to the cross.

“How’s he look, Lena?” Luca said.

“Stunning! Kinda like a picture from some giant book I was
forced to read on Sundays. Only in a filthy tuxedo. Shall we have the missus
strip him?”

“Excellent idea, love,” Luca said and grabbed Katy off the
ground. “Get up on that box and take all his clothes off. Use the knife to cut
his shirt away and don’t worry about being terribly careful.”

Luca handed Katy the knife and she looked down at it.

“It’s very powerful, isn’t it,” Katy said.

“It is deadly. And before you wonder, you cannot kill us
with it.”

Katy looked up at Luca and inhaled.

“I know what you are,” she said and frowned. “I know what
you both are.”

“Good,” Luca said and turned Katy by the shoulders and
pushed her toward Paul. “Do your job.”

Katy hobbled up on the box beside Paul and began hacking
away at Paul’s clothes. She giggled as Paul screamed at her and she managed to
knick him a bit with the tip of the blade here and there. Finally, Paul
Kirschner was before them naked.

“This is humiliating,” Paul mumbled.

Luca, Lena and Katy stood in a row staring at him. Katy
handed the knife to Luca and laughed at Paul.

Lena walked over to the cross and jabbed Paul in the ribs
with her fingers.

“Lift your feet up,” Lena said.

“No!”

“Either you lift them yourself or I will get a
sledgehammer and knock the box out from under your feet. You don’t want that.
My aim is not as good as Luca’s.”

Paul lifted his feet as Lena kicked the box out from under
him. He stretched his legs back down and hung from his arms.

“He looks pretty comfortable, don’t you think, Katy?” Luca
said.

“He sure does!”

“I am fucking leaving you!” Paul said. “Did you hear me?
As soon as we get out of this fucking nightmare I am leaving your crazy ass
high and dry. And don’t you for a minute think you are going to get one fucking
dime out of me. You signed a pre-nup!”

“So sad that everything comes down to money,” Lena said
and sat on the white twin bed in the room.

“Do you know what the strappado is, Paul?” Luca said as he
walked to the corner of the room.

“No?” Paul said and watched Luca.

“In the Medieval times, strappado was conducted using a
nice pulley system. The arms were tied in front and this was tied at the feet.”

Luca pointed at the cast-iron kettlebell weight on the
ground next to him.

“Sweet Jesus, no!” Paul said.

“Well...we had to modify. Too much work with the pulley
and the other mechanisms, so we made due. But I am actually quite impressed
with our work. This is the more sophisticated, Waldorf-Astoria-version of
strappado. High-brow, no?”

Luca grunted a bit as he picked up the heaviest kettlebell
and staggered over to Paul.

He pulled a length of thick rope and threaded it through
the hook of the kettlebell. Lena wrapped the other end of the rope around
Paul’s feet. As she bound his ankles together, she stared at his toes and then
looked up at him.

“Pedicure?” she said and looked back down at his perfect
toenails.

“He goes every Wednesday,” Katy said. “It’s metrosexual.”

Luca looked at Katy and laughed.

“I think I may miss you a bit, Katy,” Luca said. “Okay,
Lena, I’m going to lift the weight and I want you to pull as much slack off the
rope as you can to secure the ankles. I don’t want this falling through the floor
and taking his legs with it. That may piss off the downstairs tenants.”

Luca and Lena worked together to make sure the rope pulled
taught and secured tightly at Paul’s ankles.

“Now, Paul,” Luca said, “I am going to do you a favor and
not throw this down. Your shoulders will dislocate immediately and that won’t
be any fun. Instead, I will almost roll it off my hands and it will find its
natural place with minimal jerking. Sound good?”

“No! No, it doesn’t sound good!”

“Okay, great. Here we go! One. Two. Three!”

Luca crouched down with the kettlebell and tilted his
hands. The weight tumbled out of his hands and landed, suspended about four
feet from the ground. Paul screamed as his vertebrae stretched and he hung.

“Would you please gag him?” Lena said.

Luca grabbed a ball gag and the box and stood beside Paul.
Paul looked at him and his eyes bulged from their sockets.

“Please!” Paul said and screamed until his voice was
hoarse.

Luca struggled and worked the ball gag into his mouth. His
screams were muted to grunts.

“Don’t worry, friend,” Luca said and patted Paul on the
cheek, “your arms will be numb in just a few minutes. Lena, shall we start?”

“Yes. Katy, go stand by your husband.”

Katy walked over and stood next to Paul and she looked up
at her husband. His face was so red he looked like he stuck it in a pot of
boiling water and he was covered in sweat.

“I am sorry, dear one,” Katy said. “But you brought this
on yourself.”

Paul grunted at her and Katy patted him on the leg.

“Silence!” Luca said as he stood next to Lena. “I will
read the orders of the Auto-Da-Fé against Paul and Katy Kirschner. There is no
trial. The Offenders have already confessed to the crime. The punishments will
then commence!”

“Should we bow our heads?” Katy said.

“I think she’s enjoying this?” Lena said to Luca.

“I know, she thinks she’s not going to be punished,” Luca
said and sighed.

“Well, I wouldn’t call the first part a punishment.”

Luca looked at Lena and raised his eyebrow.

“Oh no?”

“Nope,” Lena said. “As a matter of fact, I welcome that
kind of punishment.”

Luca stared into Lena’s eyes and smiled. He turned back to
the Offenders and held up his arms.

“Paul and Katy Kirschner, you are hereby sentenced to
punishment as pronounced by the Auto-Da-Fé for your crimes against humanity. The
intention of punishment is not your penance for your crimes, nor does it
absolve you of those crimes. Instead, the punishment’s intention is the good of
the public and in the interest first and foremost of humanity. The Order
decreed that this punishment of torture will be imprinted into your cells so
you never again do harm to another. Do you understand?”

“Can we just skip the affirmations?” Lena said. “I’m sure
they get it.”

“Yes, that’s fine. Get the box,” Luca said.

Lena pulled a metal box out from under the bed in the room
and held it up in front of Paul and Katy. Paul shook his head and grunted. Katy
started to cry.

“Where did you...” Katy said and squinted at the box.

“In your apartment, Katy. Remember, you put it in your
nightstand after you went through all the pictures?”

Paul groaned and Katy walked up to Luca and Lena

“I just found it,” she said. “I was going to--”

“Call the cops?” Luca said. “Save it. You’ll have your
chance in a bit. For now, we’re going to play a fun little game I like to call,
Pin The Tail On The Pedophile!”

“Yay!” Lena said and clapped.

She walked to the table in the room and picked up a metal
container and brought it back to where Luca and Katy stood.

Luca popped the top off the container and held his nose.
Lena closed her eyes and waited for the air in the room to absorb some of the
fumes.

“Oh my gosh!” Katy said and stood back. “What the heck is
in there?”

“Darts,” Lena said and giggled. “Darts that have been
soaked in bleach.”

“Yep,” Luca said. “The rules of the game are simple. I
will tape the pictures of the Offender’s victims all over his body. It’s your
jobs to make sure the pictures are pinned in there nice and tight. Do you like
playing darts, Katy?”

“I’ve never played,” Katy said.

“That’s okay, it’ll make it more fun,” Luca said and
walked up to Paul. “Are you ready to have some fun, you sick fuck?”

Luca taped the pictures of the girls and boys Paul abused
all over his naked body.

“I have to say, Paul, you are not the most photogenic
person,” he said after he finished his task.

Luca stood back with Lena and Katy and the three erupted
in laughter.

“My god,” Lena said, “it’s like you made a porn suit!
Katy, you’re up first. Take a dart out of the liquid and throw it at one of the
pictures.”

Katy did as she was told and stood in front of Paul with
her arm cocked back.

“Throw that sucker hard!” Luca said. “Make sure it really
gets under the skin.”

Lena hurled the dart at Paul’s chest and the dart went
through one of the pictures and into his skin. He screamed as his skin was
pierced and then wailed as the bleach on the tip of the dart mixed with his
blood.

“Now, Paul,” Luca said and laughed, “don’t writhe around
too much. You’ll pop your arms right out of their sockets!”

Paul shook his head and tried to remain still.

“Well, let’s keep this party going. We have about eighty
more pictures to pin to this pedophile,” Lena said and nudged Katy.

Over and over Katy, Luca and Lena took turns throwing the
bleach-soaked darts into the nude pictures of the young boys and girls Paul
Kirschner exploited.

Twenty minutes later and with all the darts attached to
the photographs and his skin, Paul Kirschner passed out from the pain.

“Lena, smelling salts! I want him awake for this,” Luca
said.

“Really? At this point I would think it will be more like
a reward for him,” Lena said and walked over to the bed.

“You’re right! Okay, we’ll leave it. Are you ready, Katy?”

“Ready for what?” Katy said and looked away from Paul.

“Your punishment, silly goose,” Luca said and grabbed her
arm.

“Why am I being punished? You already
shot
me! I
haven’t been able to feel my foot for the past hour. It’s probably getting
infected!”

Luca looked down at her foot and took the container out of
Katy’s hands.

“It does look a little angry,” Luca said and dumped the
bleach all over Katy’s wound.

She opened her mouth and no sound escaped and she fell to
the floor clutching her foot.

“Oh, that was good,” Lena said. “No more of those
high-pitched shrieks.”

Katy’s face turned bright red and she groaned as she went
in and out of consciousness.

“We’ll need the smelling salts for her,” Lena said and
cracked an ampoule and knelt down next to Katy.

She waved the smelling salts under her nose and Katy
opened her eyes and stared at Lena.

“Can I go now?” Katy whispered hoarsely.

“Not quite,” Lena said and rubbed Katy’s forehead. “You
know, I do know why you did it. I do understand.”

“Then please let me go,” Katy said and cried.

“It’s been decreed. You were the only voice for those
children. You could have stopped him and spared any further horrors. You know
this. Instead, you ignored it because you couldn’t bear the thought of anything
ruining the perfect world you envisioned.”

“Yes,” Katy said. “I see that.”

“I know you loved him.”

“I did!” Katy said and cried. “I did anything for him.
Anything! I loved him so much. Why didn’t he love me back?”

Lena felt Katy’s pain deeply and looked up at Luca. He
stared down at her and shook his head.

“He couldn’t love you back. He just didn’t know how,” Lena
said as she took a deep breath and looked back down at Katy. “You are guilty of
these crimes. They are crimes against humanity. You must be punished. Get up!”

Lena stood up and pulled Katy off the ground and dragged
her to the bed. She turned her around and held her arms out as Luca came up to
her and held the knife in front of her face.

“I am not going to stab you, Katy,” Luca said. “I am going
to cut your clothes away.”

Katy whimpered as Luca cut all the clothes from Katy’s
body. Lena held her tight as Luca stepped away from her.

“Lena, get on the bed and put her in your lap,” Luca said.

“What? I thought I was stepping out for this,” Lena said
as she walked Katy over to the bed.