Masochism

Irena

Before I began asking my couples the questions I had for them, I decided to get more of the coffee they made. It was honestly one of the best coffees I've had in a long time.

I walked back in the living room with a cup of piping hot coffee.

“Lois so apparently,” I started sitting back on the stool “apart from being your husband’s accomplice in ripping the life out of innocent girls and ruining their lives, you happen to make one of the best coffees I’ve ever had.” I moaned in delight as I took another drink.

I looked at her “do you agree with me?” I asked her, smiling.

With fear in her teary eyes, she nodded in response.

I laughed at her reaction, such a circus

“Alright it's time for questioning,” I announced placing the cup of coffee on the floor.

“So I won’t be asking much questions because there isn’t a lot to ask, but first, where is your camera? I know you have a camera that you use to video your filth to upload on the dark web, so where is your camera?” I stood up looking around.

Hank pointed at the TV and I saw the camera on the shelf next to their TV. I took the camera, turned it on and started recording ensuring that I place it at an angle that only the couple would be visible.

“By the way, do they pay you guys for doing this shit? I want to know. You upload it on the dark web right? Do you guys get paid for it?” I asked harshly. They both nodded.

“Tell me the names of those that pay you for it, do they sponsor your shit or you do it by yourselves and get paid when you upload them?” I asked again “and don’t you hesitate before answering me Hank.” I threatened.

I want to know how sick these humans have gotten.

“We made the videos for ourselves before we discovered that we could get paid uploading them on the dark web,” he replied lowly.

I laughed “aren’t you to industrial? You thought of getting paid while doing something you love yeah?” I carried the cup of coffee and took another drink “I want the names of all the people pay you to view them.” I stated with a voice so cold it would freeze Antarctica double time.

“T-that’s not possible” Hank stuttered. He was saying the truth “it’s the fucking dark web, the identity of all users are almost impossible to disclose.” He was telling the truth.

“Give me the password to access your laptop’s content!” I ordered picking up his laptop that was placed on the table.

He hesitated and within minutes I had ripped off his pants leaving his exposed appendage at my disposal.

I placed the kitchen knife next to his hairy balls and cut them off. I heard the loudest scream ever. If this house wasn’t sound proof, people living around would have ran away for their own safety instead of coming here to find out the cause of the scream.

“I was in no way clout chasing when I said I’ll cut off your balls and play with it if you hesitate to answer me” I spat coldly.

He was still screaming in pain and his wife was screaming too, which sounded kind of muffled because her jaw was hanging in her face and I found it ridiculously funny.

I had cut off just haIf of his balls, leaving him in excruciating pain.

“Now shut up, your screams are beginning to annoy me, it’s just half of your balls that got cut off” I looked at Lois “and please shut up too, I haven’t even done anything to you yet” I told her pouting.

“So I’m going to ask again,” I looked back at a wailing Hank “ what is the password to your fucking laptop” I yelled.

“A.D.D.Y.B.U.R.!!” he yelled out in pain.

I laughed because it was so funny.

“Thank you,” I said typing it in

I gained access immediately. “Good, you gave me the correct password, I knew you would dare give me a wrong one” I said, smiling and winking at his writhing form.

I checked his computer for any videos or pictures or the browser app for their dark web shit and I couldn’t find anything. Having no patience for such, I memorized his IP address and set his laptop to not go into sleep mode.

“I’ll deal with that later," I decided, keeping the laptop and looking back at them.

Lois was crying silently and Hank was still wailing, although not as loud as before. I miss his screams.

“So on to the next question” I drank some coffee and looked at both of them intensely.

“Lois,” I called, smiling “I want you to smile.” I paused and waited.

“Oh sorry, you can’t do that, your jaw has been broken” I was laughing.

Fresh tears poured out of her eyes and I felt even more good about myself.

“So the next question, I’ve be stalling a lot. I have work after this, so I want to make it as quick as possible while I enjoy myself doing so” I said adjusting my fishnet socks.

“Now I want you to tell me where you keep the girls you abduct” I stated coldly and with intensity.

Their eyes widened and Hank began to struggle against my compelled will.

“Oh?” I said and I slowly cut off the remaining half of his balls. His screams while the blade passed through his balls was one of a kind. I wonder why his throat hasn’t bust open from the amount of pressure it was experiencing.

“Now I'm going to ask again,” he looked like he was going to pass out anytime soon from the overwhelming pain he was going through. “Where do you two keep the girls you abduct?!”

Through his screams and grunts, I heard him try to say 'our bedroom' before he passed out.

I looked at Lois and smiled “your husband has gone into shock from the amount of excruciating pain he’s dealing with, and that's just the tip of the iceberg, and you, you're yet to experience that same tip” I said laughing “get it?” I asked laughing even more when she started letting out muffled screams and cries

“Your cowardly husband has told me where you guys keep the girls you abduct, your room right? Couples goal” I laughed

“Take me to your room” I ordered releasing her from my strain “and you know too well to avoid doing anything stupid” I warned

She nodded and quickly began walking to their room

I followed her and decided to kick the door open when she began to waste time fumbling with the keys, in the process of kicking it open, the door and it’s frame got ripped off and crashed at the opposite end of the room.

The wreckage gave me joy.

I walked into the room and noticed that it looked like any other couples room. There was a cream colored king sized bed, a walk in closet and a door leading to the bathroom. Nothing out of the ordinary.

I could hear the thought of a girl praying that the next time the big man comes, he should kill her, while another was praying for a miracle.

“Well I’m here to save you all now” I whispered softly and sadly.

I’ve seen so must disgust and wickedness all my life and the sad thing is that it hurts every time I come across such. How humans can ruin each other's lives without any remorse.

Many people have lived fucked up lives as a result of the kind of evil they were exposed to. There are situations where I just had to let them die because they've become fucked up beyond repair. Most humans I've saved end up become psychopaths themselves or end to with several types of mental dysfunction and phobias, while others just take their own lives unable to leave with the shame and scars.

I could have asked her to show me where the girls are kept, but I decided to do some searching myself. Compelling her stand at a corner, I started feeling for cracks on the wall and found nothing. I dropped my baseball bat on the floor and raised their bed with two fingers while I searched for any hidden compartment in the bed stand, but I found nothing, only some documents on the purchase of the house.

I dropped the bed and went to the bathroom. I checked every part of the bathroom and found nothing suspicious. I turned on the shower and watch the flow of water to know if there was any hidden compartment in the bathroom floor, but I found nothing also. I was about to walk out of the bathroom when I noticed a little bump on the wall tiles. I felt it with my palms and discovered that it was detachable. Removing the tile, I saw a box and in it were several photos of dead girls, girls being abused by them and all sorts of disgusting things. There were also several CDs that probably contains their recordings.

I rushed out if the bathroom angrily, carrying the box and I threw it Lois.

“This is what you two do yeah?” I was extremely furious, I was boiling with rage

She started crying even more and shaking profusely.

I was utterly disgusted

Why was she crying?!