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Chapter 13

 

 
    Caleb wanted to go home, but he knew that would never happen. He sat on a bench in the dreary basement as Dutch stepped out. Caleb was tired, hungry and scared. In the past few hours he’d seen things more horrible than he could have ever imagined. After a few minutes, he stood and wandered around the large basement. There was no one keeping tabs on him. They must have figured there was no way for him to escape, even if he tried.

 
    He walked through some hallways and looked into some of the large rooms. Some of them had old, rusty torture devices. At least he assumed that was what they were. One item looked like a rack, but was covered in rust and corrosion. There was even a guillotine in one room, but it had been taken apart. As he walked in and looked at the blade, it was dull and cracked in places.

 
    He turned a corner and heard several voices, women’s voices. The only girls he’d seen at this place were the ones being killed. Picking up his pace, he walked toward the sound until he turned a corner to see a large cage. Inside the cage were several naked girls, and one guy. One of them saw him before he could even figure out what was going on.

 
    “Hey! You! Help us! Please!” the girl yelling was short with glasses. “Let us out of here.”

 
    Caleb looked around as he ran closer to the cage.

 
    “Shut up!” he said in a low, but firm voice. “They’ll hear you.”

 
    “Who are you? Are you one of them?” the girl said.

 
    “No. Kind of, but not really. I’m trapped here too. I have to clean up their messes.”

 
    “Why don’t you just leave?” the guy asked.

 
    “It’s not as simple as that.”

 
    “Let us out of here. Just open this cage and get us out, we’ll take care of ourselves. No one will know,” the girl pleaded.

 
    Caleb looked at the large steel door on the cage. The lock was built into the door.

 
    “I don’t have a key. I have no way to open this,” he said.

 
    “You have got to help us. I know what they are going to do to us,” the girl said. “You can’t just fucking leave us here.”

 
    “Yes, I know. I want to help, but I can’t. I’m sorry.” He started to back away from the cage. The girl grabbed him by the wrist, but he jerked his hand away. “I’m sorry. There’s nothing I can do. Just stop yelling. That will make it worse for all of us.”

 
    He turned and walked quickly down the other hall, ignoring their cries behind him. If a place like hell really did exist, he was sure he’d be headed there. Even if he did have a key to the cage, he wouldn’t have let them out. Not without finding his own way out first. That was a horrible way to think, but they were strangers. Caleb had no tolerance for pain at all. He’d heard the screams and had seen what was done to those girls. The idea of him going through any of that made him shiver. If he could get them out while saving himself he would, but for the moment he needed to save himself.

 
    “There you are,” one of the security goons said. “Come on. We have a shipment to unload.”

 
    “Shipment?” Caleb said, but the goon was walking away.

 
    He followed behind the guy as they walked toward a large overhead door that rolled up. They were then standing outside on a loading dock. The sun was bright and nearly blinded Caleb who had been down in the dark for too long. There was a large tractor trailer backed up to the dock. One man opened the tailgate to the trailer. In the back was a stack of pallets carrying tortilla chips. Several pallets were stacked to the top of the trailer. A guy drove up with a forklift and unloaded each pallet one by one. As he moved the last one away, Caleb saw the real cargo. There were several women bound and gagged in the back of the truck.

 
    The goons herded them all out and walked them down through the hallways.

 
    “Follow us,” one of the men said to Caleb. “And bring your cart.”

 
    He ran and got his cart and followed the strange parade of prisoners and thugs through the dark passageways until they were standing in front of the cage again. One of the men removed each of their binds, while the others stood by. The large one told them all to remove their clothing and all personal belongings. When one of the girls removed her sweatshirt, she was obviously very pregnant. Caleb figured somewhere between four and six months if he had to guess. A couple of the girls had glasses, and they were allowed to keep those. The man ordered them all to walk by Caleb’s cart and to throw their clothing and belongings into his cart and file into the cage.

 
    He was surprised that no one resisted. A few cried and tried to beg for their freedom and would ask what was happening. Though he hadn’t resisted at all either, so who was he to talk? Once they were all in the cage, the large man locked it with a big metal key and placed it into his jacket. The man looked at Caleb and nodded to his cart.

 
    “Take this to the incinerator and burn everything. Their clothes, phones, wallets, purses, anything you find. Burn it all. Don’t dig through it or try to keep anything for yourself either. There’s cameras over there. We’ll see if you do. Understand?”

 
    “I think so,” Caleb said. “Why burn all their stuff?”

 
    “I know you only been here one night, but you should know,” the man said.

 
    “Know what?”

 
    “These guys,” he said pointing at the cage. “Are being erased.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 14

 

     Denny was sitting in his room watching TV when there was a knock on the door. After the knock, Dominic stuck his head inside.

     “Mr. Dennis. Our shipment just arrived. I think you’ll like the selections we have in this one. One of the girls is pregnant even. Not sure if that is something that…um…interests you,” Dominic said.

     “Pregnant huh? That just might liven things up a bit. I’ve been trying to think of a way to spruce it up a bit. I’ll be honest, I love this place, but it gets a bit repetitive.”

     “I understand sir.”

     “I’ll take the pregnant one, and bring me one more. I think I’d like an audience tonight as well.”

     “Most certainly sir,” Dominic said as he stepped out.

     Denny sat there looking at the TV screen but not paying attention. A pregnant girl. He had never had one before. He wasn’t one of those guys with some pregnant chick fetish either. The thought of a woman with child has never aroused him in anyway. Though for what he had planned tonight, could provide some interesting exploration.

     He wasn’t sure how long he’d been spacing out when there was another knock at the door.

     “Mr. Dennis, the ladies are ready for you when you are sir.”

     “Very good. That was fast,” Denny said as he stood. He walked out of the room and headed up to his usual work room, or play room as some members called them. He didn’t really have a name for it. It’s just where he did his thing, whatever exactly his thing was. When he opened the door, there were two girls strapped to chairs. One was the pregnant girl. Dominic wasn’t kidding, she was pregnant alright.

     The other girl was much more petite, with wavy dark hair and glasses. Her nose was bigger than he usually liked, but the rest of her looked good.

     “Hello ladies,” Denny said as he walked around looking at the pregnant girl, running his hand over here bare tummy. The girl tried to wiggle away but barely moved as whimpers escaped her throat. He reached up and pulled the tape off her mouth. “There you go. That’s better. What’s your name?”

     “Elizabeth,” she whimpered.

     “Hi Elizabeth. I’m sorry you ended up here.”

     “Where am I? What is gonna happen to me?”

     “You’re in a very special place,” Denny said as he ran his fingertips over each of her nipples. “As far as what is going to happen to you, I’m not gonna lie. It’s gonna hurt. A lot.”

     “Why? Just let me go!” She started to cry as her voice grew louder.

     “Now don’t start screaming. That shit drives me nuts and I’ll have to tape your face back up.” He stood and walked over to the other girl. She yelped as he ripped the tape off her mouth, but wasn’t crying. 

     “And who might you be?”
he said.

     “Crystal
,” the girl said flatly.

     “Crystal. I think I heard them talking about you. You’re that blogger aren’t you?”

     “Maybe.”

     “Right. Well you were looking for
The Country Club. Looks like you found it,” he said as he held his arms out. “So is it what you thought it would be? How you liking our accommodations so far?”

     “Fuck you.”

     “You’re a firecracker. I like it. Though I’m sure the tough talk will go away before long. It always does. Too bad you won’t be able to write about it, or post some pictures on your blog.”

     She didn’t reply as he looked her over and nodded.

     “Fortunately for you, you’ll get to watch first. I’m going to take good care of our friend Elizabeth here.” He walked to the cupboard and dug through the items. He came back with a hot plate and a frying pan. He plugged the plate into the wall as he positioned the pan on top of it and picked up a knife from the table.

     “Ok, Elizabeth I need to warn you. I’m not an actual doctor. But I think we need to deliver that baby. Call it an emergency C-section. Except I don’t have any anesthesia. Sorry.”

     “No! Not my baby!” she screamed as he slid the knife just below her belly. He made an incision lengthwise almost six inches long as she struggled against the restraints, screaming. Crystal was screaming behind him as well. Perhaps having two girls at a time wasn’t the best idea.

     Once he made the incision, he reached into the incision until he felt the baby. He grabbed its arm and began to pull. With his other hand, he grabbed it also and pulled until the baby’s head was visible through the opening. Once he pulled it all the way out, it wiggled and moved in his arms.

     “Oh my god! My baby! My baby!” she cried. “Please! Let me have my baby!”

     “Oh I will. Just a moment
,” he said.

     He used the knife to cut the umbilical cord. This was his first time delivering a baby. He had to admit he was rather impressed with himself. Carefully he sat the baby on the table on its stomach. Elizabeth was still screaming and crying. Denny patted the baby on its back as he took a quick look and noticed it was a boy.

     “He’s fine,” he said to Elizabeth. “You’ve got a big baby boy.”

     “Oh my God! Please! Give him to me!”

     “Be patient,” he said as he picked up the meat cleaver from the table, and quickly chopped the baby’s head off. He swung the cleaver with so much force, the baby’s head shot off the table and rolled onto the floor.

     “No!”
both women screamed.

     “Did you see that?” Denny said. “His head took right off. Things about the size of a baseball too.”

     “You sick fucker!” Elizabeth screamed. “I’m gonna kill you! I’ll kill you!”

     “Oh, I don’t think you will
,” Denny said as he bent over and picked up the baby’s head and dropped it into her lap. “There, hold that for me.”

     She screamed again as he used the cleaver to chop off the baby’s arms and legs. Using the knife, he peeled the skin off the arms and legs and placed it into the frying pan. The meat sizzled as he stirred it around.

     “Now this smells delicious. I’ve only eaten human a few times. I’m not some cannibal mind you. Doesn’t mean I don’t like a treat once in a while.”

     Elizabeth was no longer screaming, she was sobbing uncontrollably and sounded like she was about to hyperventilate. He picked up a piece of the cooked meat and tasted it.

     “Mmm, this isn’t bad. Not a lot of flavor though, could use some seasonings. Very tender like veal. Here. Try some.”

     He walked over to her with a piece of the meat in his bloody fingertips. She became alert again as he walked toward her.

     “Get away from me! Get that away from me!” She tried to turn her head, but couldn’t with the straps. He tried to push it into her mouth, but she pinched her mouth shut. Denny took his other hand and chopped her in the throat, hard enough to stun her and make her gasp for air. Once her mouth was open he stuffed the meat into her mouth and forced it shut. She struggled against him, trying to open her mouth, but couldn’t. After several minutes, she finally swallowed.

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