A Dish Best Seved Cold or Bryans Revenge 2
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“Eric. I need to have a word with you.” My boss had a firm look on his face. “Have a seat.” The frown which he usually wore was larger than normal. “There seems to be a problem with your approach to this job.”
I stared at him in shock, I was a perfect employee. “Eric,” my boss
continued, “One of your coworkers filed a complaint against you.”
“A complaint?” I asked in surprise.
“Don’t talk to me like I’m an idiot. This is the third complaint this week I’ve
received about you. Apparently, you’ve been intimidating several of your
coworkers and creating a hostile work environment.”
“What are you talking about?” I was one of the nicest guys here at the office.
“Mr. Landlowsky! Enough of your bullshit!” His bald head turned red. “Some
people you work with have submitted complaints against you and your telling me
that they’re all making it up!? The board will investigate your situation!
Plus-your attitude isn’t doing you much help!”
“What!?”
“Mr. Landlowsky,” He took a deep breath to calm himself, “Your employment is
currently suspended.” A security guard appeared at the entrance to his office.
“Now, if you’d exit promptly and without fuss you can save yourself some
embarrassment.”
I walked out his office full of fury and dismay. I had done nothing wrong.
What kind of snarky asshole would do this to me.
My coworkers stared at me as I passed them. Some of them shook their heads in
dismay. They gave me looks of distrust and detestation. I was out the door when
I heard loud running behind be.
“Wait up!”
I turned around. It was Dave, a good friend of mine here at the office.
“Eric, I have something important to tell you,” he was panting from his run. “I
just overheard Susan and Emily talking. They’re the ones who fucked you over!
They did it to get offices next to each other’s!”
“WHAT THE HELL!” I yelled. People turned to stare at me, but I couldn’t give
a shit. “WHY COULDN’T THEY JUST ASK ME TO SWITCH DAMN OFFICES WITH THEM!?”
“Yea! I know!” He wiped his forehead from the perspiration that was beginning to
form. “Those two are nasty fucking lesbians. They don’t care about anyone man.”
I was too furious to respond. Why did they have to make me lose my job? Why
didn’t they just ask me?
“So here comes the part of what I wanted to tell you. Susan is going over to a
sex parlor, or at least that’s what they think it is, to celebrate. This way we
get them to sign a whole bunch of legal shit before you step in there and do
your shit. They’re probably going there because they don’t want any of their
boy-toys to know anything.”
Those two girls had men lining up to fuck with them. I never understood how
though. Yea, they were alright looking but they were such nasty people.
“Uch.” I responded, “Those two are disgusting. They make me wretch.”
He chuckled nervously. “Go over there tonight! I have already paid the gigolo off to tell them to go to this place called “The Dungeon”, all we need is for you to step in there and take care of business. “
“Dave. This is a fuckin’ awesome idea. But I can’t. There’s too much at stake
here. I’ll get a huge police report filed against me. I’ll get myself in deeper
trouble than I am now.”
“Alright Eric.” He pulled out a yellow sticky note from his back pocket and
handed me the paper, “they’ll be at this address.”
“Holy shit Dave! Why are you even doing this?”
“Eric. You don’t realize how nasty Susan and Emily are. You’re always nice to
everyone. You don’t notice how sneaky, knifing and powerful the two of them have
become. It’s as if anytime they don’t like someone they get them fired. This
isn’t just my idea. A lot of us here at the office are sick of those two
bitches.” He wiped his forehead. “I can’t stand those two. I wish I could be the
one doing this, but you know my wife Jolie-she said there’s no way she’d let me
do it. But you-you’re single-and angry.” He paused, “Remember Justin from
Communications?”
“Oh yea, he was the Canadian guy.”
“Yea-they had him fired for sexual harassment. He had told Emily that her dress
was nice.”
“Fuck!”
“Eric, do this for us. Put a mask on. Show up to the location. Give those two
self-absorbed bitches the hell they deserve.” He looked nervously at his watch.
“I have to go.”
He turned back and headed into the office’s building.
“Fuck em’ up good! Ya hear?” He called out before he disappeared.
My walk home was filled with anger and disgust. I would go to the address, I decided. Those two evil women won’t step on me, hell no. I would show them…
Later that evening I changed into a black t-shirt and black jeans. I would
throw these out after tonight, I decided that I didn’t need to have anything
traceable in my possession. I grabbed my old work boots and threw them onto my
feet. I looked at the crumpled sticky note in my hand. These two witches would
see the dark side of Eric. Tonight, all of their pride and snootiness will be
reduced to subordination and desperation. “Emily and Susan,” I said aloud,
“tonight is the night you pay for what you’ve done.”
I climbed into my Honda Civic and drove off to the location. I made a quick detour to Bob’s Bagels and bought myself a medium sized iced-caramel-coffee along with a few beers. The extra caffeine gave me a rush and the beer would make me lose my inhibition enough to punish those two. At last, I arrived. I made sure to park a few blocks away from the address. I would walk the rest. I sat there in my car guzzling away at my beverages allowing myself to slip into a ragful drunken state.
After about a half hour I mustered up the courage to climb out of my car and
take the biggest piss. I zipped up and headed to the address written on the
sticky note.
I noticed many of the buildings were warehouses. I normally would’ve questioned
if I was being set up but I was too drunk to think twice about the rusting metal
doors that read the address which I came for.
“1371” read the rusted numbers atop the door. I tried to open it. It was
locked. “Knock Loudly” read a note taped onto the door’s window. I rapped the
door harshly with my knuckles. A large man answered the door. He towered above
me at with, what seemed like, at least 250 pounds of muscle. “Can I help you?”
His voice was deep and commanding.
I handed him my paper tensely.
He studied it. “You Eric?” He asked.
“Yes sir.” I slurred.
His huge arm extended towards mine. “Welcome Eric. Your two guests await you.”
He gestured at me to follow him.
He led me down a narrow flight of creaking stairs. There was a long twisting hallway at the bottom of the stairs. He walked quickly for someone his size. There were steel doors all along the hallway. I thought I heard harrowing screams coming from one of the rooms. I wasn’t too sure though. I followed him until we reached another flight of stairs taking us even deeper into this strange building. We climbed down the stairs until we reached a steel door which seemed exactly like the others. He took out a key and handed it to me.
“This is yours.” He said in his deep voice. “Enjoy your guests. There’s a
whole lot of supplies in a closet to the far left. There are directions there
too, if you need them. Oh, and don’t worry about cleaning up, we take care of
that.” He winked at me and clambered back to the entrance..
I placed the rubber mask I was carrying with me over my face. It covered my face
down till my cheekbones. It closely resembled the masks ‘The Incredibles’ wore.
I turned the key and stepped inside.
The room was dark and very plain. It was a perfectly square room with a high ceiling. The walls were brick and there were no windows. In the center of the rooms were 2 naked bodies.
I felt a rush as I studied their composure. They were bound into the most vulnerable position. Their arms were chained together above them from the ceiling onto what looked like a rail. This would make it possible to drag them throughout the room. Their armpits were lined with neatly toned muscles which made me hate them even more.
Their feet were chained open forcing their legs into a vulnerable position. They stood with their feet about 2 feet apart with a metal bar keeping the open pose rigid. This showed their firm muscles in their groin area. Their vaginas were neatly shaved and looked sparkling clean. One of them had a tattoo just above her labia. It was a heart with the word “nature” spelled inside. Nature? What an idiot. I wasn’t sure whether it was Susan or Emily because of the blindfolds that covered their faces.
I heard them struggle at the ropes that held them once I took a step towards them. They probably sensed that someone was approaching them because they had earplugs in their ears, blindfolds over their eyes, gags in their mouths and clothespins over their noses. All of their senses were plugged which gave me complete control over every part of them. It was time for some fucking fun.
I unplugged their earplugs.
One of them immediately started shrieking “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US! LEAVE US
ALONE!”
I refrained from beating her just then. “Listen to me you fucking cunts.” I
began in a deadly calm voice.
Their struggling ceased.
“From now on there is only one thing you will care about.” I paused. “And that
is doing what I say. If you don’t do what I say,” I raised my voice, “You will
be harshly penalized. You two already signed the papers that gives your full
consent to almost anything we do in this room so it would be best,” I paused
sinisterly, “if you do as I command.”
I walked to the closet and withdrew a riding crop. I then ungagged the two of
them. “You two are in my full possession until tomorrow four am. I can do
whatever I want to- so long as I don’t inflict and mortifying wounds.” I started
laughing drunkenly, “YOU TWO ARE SOO FUCKED!”
They spat out wads of saliva as I relieved their mouths from their bondage. I
still couldn’t identify which was which, but that’s because I never really paid
them much attention. Plus, I wouldn’t have recognized them naked anyways.
“Thank you.” Nature spoke up. She was trying to get on my good side,
unfortunately she didn’t realize that such a task was impossible. I gave her a
giant hit on her flat stomach.
“You spoke.” I said in a gravely stern voice. “NEVER SPEAK!” Another hit, this
time on the back of her thighs. “UNLESS SPOKEN TO!” She nodded vigorously. The
two hits welted up and formed harsh red marks. It was aggravating me that I
couldn’t identify which one was which. I dislike Emily more than Susan.
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