Robbed of Freedom

Chapter 16

Ryan's POV

We rolled down the driveway after getting groceries. I looked over at the pond. Dad was standing about waist deep in the water.

His arm was holding something down. I swerved the car off the road and headed towards the pond. "What the hell are you doing?" Neel yelled as he held on through the bouncing.

I stopped the car and jumped out not wasting any time. Jack was now leaning over a long blanket on the ground. As I got closer I realized that Kimberly was in the soaking wet blankets, deathly pale, and barely breathing. "What did you do to her!"

"I taught her a lesson."

"Well now that you did that I think it's only fair she gets to teach you one." Neel said walking up behind me.

"Tomorrow when she's feeling better you are going to let her cut you. And you're not going to fight it." I backed him up.

This wasn't cool. Dad knows to respect our catches. He wasn't supposed to touch her while we were gone. But it's too late now. But I agree with Neel Kimberly deserves some payback. Especially after we saw what he did to her.

We took her inside and bandaged her up. Then we put her in her closet to sleep.

...
Kim's POV

When I woke up I was back in my closet. The last thing I remembered was Jack holding me down under water waiting for me to die. Bruises covered the majority of my body. Pain filled my every move.

I was interrupted by Ryan. "Jack did some things yesterday that weren't acceptable. And we have decided to let you punish him for it."

Ryan turned around and headed towards the basement leaving me to follow. I decided that I better do it so as not to make him mad.

We reached the bottom of the stairs and I could see Jack sitting with his hands behind the chair. He looked like he was tied down. He also didn't look to happy. Ryan stepped behind Jack, Neel was nowhere around. Ryan grabbed a knife and handed it to me hilt first.

At first I was unsure what to do. This was the first time I wasn't on the reviving end of torture. This time I was holding the weapon. "Cut him. Make him bleed. But don't kill him."

I looked at the knife, then at Jack. Hate filled my eyes, but I realized that if I did it I would be just as bad as they were. I looked back down at the knife and got an idea. I raised the knife, and started backing towards the door.

I had the weapon now. We were on different terms. "Don't do this. You'll regret this. If you run away, I will personally put a scar on you that will ruin you."

I didn't listen. Instead I ran up the stairs to the door. I opened it and ran towards the outside. I swung open the outside door and ran smack into Neel.

I fell to the floor, the knife clattering onto the ground next to me. Neel picked me up by my hair and dragged me downstairs along with the knife.

Ryan was no longer in the chair and the rack had been moved to the middle of the floor again. "We really were going to let you hurt him you know. But you chose to run away. Now you must be punished."

Together the three of them tied me down to the rack and tightened it as far as it would go without popping anything. Neel brought the knife forth. "You have tried to escape so many times, even after we showed our affections for you. We even granted you the privilege of having sex with us. But because you have not appreciated this, we are going to take that ability away from you. Forever. We will each take turns until it is done." With that he drove the knife up my legs and into me.

I screamed in pain as he handed the knife to Ryan. He walked over and placed the knife a few inches from my vagina. Then he started sawing away he stopped when he reached the center then he handed the knife to Jack. I was already screaming in pain and flooded by tears.

Jack slammed the knife into me and started twisting it around. I screamed again as he handed the knife back to Neel. He placed the knife opposites to where Ryan cut and started to saw. He reached the middle and cut it off. He then held up the price of skin that had once surrounded my vagina. He held it up to me. "Now no one but us will ever ever even think about loving you." he turned. "Oh and don't think this gets you out of sex, because it doesn't. It just makes more pain."

"How about we show her exactly how much more painful it is." Ryan suggested, unzipping his pants.

I shook my head no as Ryan got closer, now naked. He started raping me. It was awful. The patch with no skin rubbed against him as he jerked causing more pain. When he was done anywhere I had touched was covered in blood. Neel followed suit. The only one who did nothing was Jack. Instead he said. "Boys we need to get on the road soon if we are going to pull tonight off."

Ryan and Neel complained, but complied putting their clothes back on. Then they left me on the rack bleeding out. I felt my eyelids get heavy and soon after I blacked out.

Neel's POV

While Ryan and Dad got the car ready to go, I went back downstairs and bandaged Kimberly up. I didn't want her dying on me yet. I had other plans. And once those were finished she could die, but not until then.

Ryan Dad and I left the house for our next robbery.

--------
AN: haha. I bet y'all thought she died. Actually probably not. Y'all are too smart for that. Torture ideas are always welcomed. I'd like to thank katherinedupree34 for commenting some great suggestions, look out I might use some. I'll thank you again when I do.