Chapter 10

After the disaster with Rita, Pembroke made several more boat trips back and forth to the island, bringing over additional supplies. The house was now a little more livable, though ‘livable’ was a loose term, considering it was filled with bondage restraints, girl’s underwear, cages, and just bare food and utilities. It actually now resembled a prison—one small room dedicated to a degenerate prison warden, stocked with booze and adult material.

Pembroke made a note to order some more tasteful items, including IKEA furniture, such as bookshelves, and he also ordered 100 cheap books to fill them. ‘Edward Pembroke, retiring at the end of his distinguished life, imagined spending his remaining days reading the classics he had always dreamed of,’ he mused to himself, then guffawed at the thought.

A quick glance at a few young schoolgirls on their way to sports practice, wearing high-rising hockey skirts that showcased their toned legs, as they giggled and laughed, soon brought him back to his primary purpose.

He took another rental vehicle and drove into the dodgier parts of Glasgow, where he instinctively knew where to find what he needed on the street—drugs, and a special kind. As he drove on, he kept a close eye on the app, which showed him exactly where the McAllisters were.

Maddie longed for the comfort of her bedroom. Days of hiking, outdoor toilets, overhearing her parents having sex, and sleeping in a cramped tent had stretched her patience thin. She was exhausted from the long days but still struggled to sleep at night because of the monster.

Her mother had grown tired of Maddie sneaking into their tent for comfort and had firmly told her she needed to face her fears. “You’ll have to ride it out and get over these night terrors,” Kate had said. “You’re sleeping in your own tent from now on.”

“What the fuck is wrong with her?” Gerry muttered under his breath later that evening.

“I don’t know,” Kate replied with a sigh. “Maybe she needs a psychiatrist when we get back. But it’s probably just teenage hormones.”

Another thing Maddie missed was modern plumbing. She was fed up with peeing in the bushes, a daily inconvenience that not only ticked her off, but made her fearful of men spying on her, or even that man, the monster, coming across her. One morning, desperate for privacy, she ventured far from her parents into the woods.

Dressed in just a t-shirt and panties, Maddie crept quietly through the ferns and grass, searching for a secluded spot. When she found one, she glanced around to ensure she was alone. She slid her panties down to her knees, crouched low, and let herself relax, enjoying the flow of piss as it hit the ground below, splashing up against her ankles.

Suddenly, Maddie heard a sharp “click” — so unlike any sound in nature she had over the last week – it was the sound of a mobile phone camera. Her heart skipped a beat.

Before she could react, another sound followed: the rustle of movement, snapping branches or grass. Panic surged through her as she stood up abruptly, yanking her panties up mid-stream.

She stepped cautiously toward the source of the noise. Her pulse pounded in her ears. A few steps in, she stopped. She strained to listen. Silence.

“Maybe it was just a squirrel,” she muttered to herself, trying to shake her unease. But deep down she knew she recognised that sound the second she heard it. That “click”—it sounded exactly like the sound when the monster had photographed her.

She turned and sprinted back to her parents’ campervan, not caring show saw her in her underwear. Was she starting to go mad?

“Hi Maddie, seen any monsters around here lately?” her mother teased with a playful giggle.

“Mummy, stop making fun of me,” Maddie snapped, crossing her arms. “Anyway, when can we go home?”

Kate sighed, shaking her head as she finished washing up after the breakfast. “Maddie, you need to learn to love the outdoors you can’t just yearn for your bedroom all the time,” she said firmly.

Maddie muttered something under her breath.

“Anyway, young lady,” Kate said with a sudden burst of enthusiasm, “why don’t we go swimming?”

Maddie was relieved she had a get out of jail card for this. “I can’t—my swimsuit’s still being washed.”

Kate frowned for a moment, then her face lit up again. “Well, why don’t we go skinny-dipping?”

Maddie’s eyes widened. “What ... naked?” she asked, her cheeks flushing bright red.

“Yeah!” Kate laughed. “We used to do it all the time when I was your age. It’s early, everyone’s still asleep. Come on, it’ll be fun—it’s natural, and it’s good for the body!”

“No, mummy, no!” Maddie whispered, stepping back. “Not naked! I’m too embarrassed!”

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, honey,” Kate said gently. “Come on, you’ll thank me later.”

Before Maddie could protest further, Kate took her hand and started leading her through the bushes toward the lake.

Maddie hesitated as they reached the water’s edge, but Kate seemed completely at ease. Without a second thought, Kate peeled off her t-shirt, then slipped out of her shorts and thong, standing bare under the soft morning light.

“I can’t do this...” Maddie whimpered, as she tried to keep her eyes from wandering to her mother’s ample curves.

“Oh, come on, Maddie, don’t be such a stick in the mud!” Kate teased with a mischievous grin. Before Maddie could react, Kate grabbed her arms, nudging them aside as she swiftly pulled the t-shirt over her daughter’s head.

“Wait—stop!” Maddie stammered, but Kate was relentless. In one smooth motion, she crouched down and pulled Maddie’s full-cut panties down to her knees. Maddie instinctively reached to cover her crotch, but Kate was already lifting her feet one by one, then she whipped them off and threw her daughter’s knickers onto a bush.

“Ha, nothing to be ashamed of, Maddie. You’re growing into a woman,” Kate purred softly, as she gently pulled her daughter’s hands away from her chest and from between her legs.

“Mummy people can see us!” Maddie was aware that anyone from the length of the shore would see them if they waded into the water.

“Who cares!” laughed Kate as she grabbed Maddie by the hand and led her into the water.

Maddie glanced nervously to her left and right. The water was freezing, but she pushed through the discomfort, eager to get in as quickly as possible to cover herself. Once they reached a certain depth, she joined her mother in diving under, the cold water attacking her skin like a thousand needles.