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 Connie called on Monday afternoon and said Charlie had called and wanted
her naked in bed by 5:30 that afternoon.  I reminded her that this would be
the last time, so the nastier shit he did to her more positive we'd never
see him again.  By then, Sergeant Dick had run a check on him, nice home in
the suburbs, 2 daughters, one in grade school, one in junior high.  Dick
had even got photos of the girls and the wife.  Dick and I cruised by
Connie's twice before Charlie's car was in the driveway, we parked and I
fired up the computer and we were getting good photo feed from the house.
Charlie started by walking into the bedroom with his clothes on, grabbed
Connie by the hair and told her to "Suck" While she was trying to undo his
pants he was shaking her head by the hair.  When she finally got his pants
undone, he just shoved his prick down her throat, even with the poor
reception in the car; we could see the tears in Connie's eyes.  Then it got
into the standard sadistic shit fuck her in the ass dry, back in her mouth,
pull her by the hair into the bathroom and piss on her.  Have her clean his
dick again and finish off with her bent double, legs high above his
shoulders as he tried to pound her through the bed.  He grabbed her by the
arm and they moved out of camera.  Next thing I know, the side door opens
and a nude Connie has to go to the car to get a small grocery bag.  As the
door was closing, I heard him say, 'Well, what do you say?"

   "A sobbing, "Thank You" was all we heard.

   Ten minutes late Charlie was on his way home, he thought.  As he pulled
off the expressway for his home our boy had to pass an abandoned industrial
park.  When he stopped for a red light, we "accidentally" rear ended him,
lightly, but enough to be felt.  He was out of his Lexus already bitching
as Dick got out saying he was sorry, and Tasered the son of a bitch.  We
had practiced and he was quickly in the trunk of our car.  While I hopped
in the Lexus, with my gloves on, and we drove to one of the abandoned
buildings.  We got both cars inside and closed the overhead doors.  While
he was still coming around we had a piece of duct tape over his eyes and
one over his mouth, got his pants off and took his shoes and threw them
into the darkness.

   By the time he was fully awake I had Saran wrapped his leg to a post and
we had duct taped his wrists to two cement blocks.  There he was flat on
his back, one leg straight up and immobilized at 90 degrees to the
horizontal, his arms were tied to something that he could barely move and
he couldn't see.  I felt we were in a strong bargaining position.  I let
him flop around a while, as I removed the sock from his vertical leg.

   I kicked him in the ribs, not to hurt, but to get his attention, "Now
lay still and listen, or it gets worse." More flopping and noises behind
the duct tape.  I took his free leg, placed my foot in the front of his
joint where the leg joins the torso and with a firm grip fell backwards,
bringing his leg with me, we all heard the hamstring pop.  Judging by his
flopping and moving those cement blocks around, that really hurts.

   I was secretly pleased that Officer Dick was a little shocked at my move
...  We stood there till the gyrations slowed down.  "Now, you going to
listen or do I get to show you something else." Finally some quiet and
cooperation.  "Now we are from the neighborhood watch group, we don't like
the way you're treating one of our neighbors.  Tomorrow there will be a
packet of photos arriving on your desk on what you did tonight.  That's our
sampler pack and is similar to some of the packages we've prepared for your
wife at 719 Sunset Lane, and one to your daughter's school that's Dubar
junior high and of course on to the youngest kid's grade school, Washington
Elementary.  Oh, and don't forget your kids face book accounts Now, I'm
going to take off the blindfold and the gag, any yelling and we'll see how
loud you are with my foot in your mouth, believe me, I have no problem
kicking in all your teeth and watching you drown in your own blood." Nice
thing about duct tape as a blindfold, it takes a lot of the eyebrows with
it when you remove it, much to my dismay, Charlie the asshole didn't have a
moustache as that would have been fun too.  First words out of his mouth,
"I don't know what..." I kicked him as hard as I could in the untied leg
and ran the side of my shoe down the front of his shin on the one that we
had Saraned to the post, as he started to scream I put my shoe over his
mouth and shoved down.  By the time I took my shoe off his mouth he was
just whimpering as he laid there in his own piss.  I don't think our boy
Charlie, had ever seen the hard side of life.

   "OK Charlie, let's try again, you are never going back to our
neighborhood again, is that correct" He nodded weakly; I kicked him in the
ribs.  "Answer me Charley and remember to say sir"

   "I'll never go back there again, sir"

   "Ever going to bother any girls again"

   "No sir"

   "Well Charlie, I'm just not sure you're sincere; I wanted to cut your
dick off to be sure you were no bother, but my friend had another idea." As
I was talking I pulled out a 36" bolt cutter, brand new from Home Depot.  I
had his complete attention now.  "Here's what we're going to do; I'm going
to cut off your little toe, to show I mean business, and you are going to
swallow that toe to prove to me that you believe that next time you see me
I will kill you.  You understand now, don't swallow the toe, and you will
be Bobbitized before we leave here." With that I worked quickly and the
bolt cutters went through those soft bones in the little toe like butter, I
did have to cut three times to get all the skin separated from toe and
foot. Then it was just a matter of Dick holding his head still and me
squeezing his nose closed till he had to open his mouth, pop in the toe and
cover his mouth till he swallowed and kept my hand there while he wretched
a few times.  I couldn't resist, "Now that wasn't so bad, was it.  Remember
next time you see us it'll be time to say goodbye to your dick." Since by
now Charlie was having a full blown panic attack, I keep his mouth covered
as Dick cut his hands free from the blocks; I threw some gauze and a jumbo
band aid on his chest.  "Keys are in your car, get to a hospital and have
them stop the bleeding, don't worry, you won't die unless you piss us off
again" We weren't out of the building before we had our ski masks and
gloves off, once around the corner, I hopped out and pulled the paper
covering our real license plate.  On the way home we stopped in a mall and
dumped our stuff in a refuse can.  I paid Dick his $500.00 bonus and warned
him to not bother Connie until we had her fully integrated into the team.

   Officer Dick made me very happy, "Hey, you are one scary dude, what you
say goes, you're the boss.  Call me if you need anything" You know you've
come a long way when you scare a crooked cop.  I was home by 9:30.  Mom was
on a call downtown and wasn't expected till after midnight.  I was so wired
I beat off to scrub off some of the energy.  Even that didn't stop me from
really nailing mom when I heard her come in.  Chapter 12