He couldn't believe the bitch had done this. He kept asking him self why, why the hell would she do this to him. Mark was racing home to meet his best friend Paul. He had to get advice on what he needed to do. He checks his glove compartment it was still there.

As he pulled up to the house he saw Paul's car on the street and Veronicas car in the usual spot. He grabbed his briefcase from the back seat as he got out and lock his car. From the walk up he could see Paul and Veronica in the living room conversing.

"Hey Paul glade you could make it on short notice" "For you mark I would stop fucking to come see you man" "Really now" Mark said "Give me about ten minuets to shower lets meet in the study" He brushed passed Veronica on his way upstairs. "What is wrong with him" Veronica asked Paul "I don't know I thought as his wife you might" "I haven't the faintest"

Ten minuets later in the study...

"You might want to sit down for this Paul" Paul was a bit nervous now the only time that Mark used that line was when he fired folks. "Is everything ok Mark" " ... Oh you mean between us yes hell yes but there are other things that involve both of that may not be" He walked over to the DVD player put the disc he had in his house coat pocket in and pressed play.

"She is dead" was the only words Paul uttered after the disc stopped. "The bitch will die Paul she will. They will" There was a sharp intake of air from the doorway the men looked over. Standing there was Veronica and Paul's wife Makayl white as ghost. Paul pulled the Berretta from the holster nailed under the desk and aimed it at the girls. Shit Mark had for got to take that gun out of this room so Paul wouldn't use it. The Berretta was not loaded because both Paul and Mark could pull load aim and fire in less then thirty seconds so there was no need. Paul pulled the trigger click Mark sighed with relief. The silencer was not attached to the gun and in their neighborhood the cops would have been there in less then two minuets. The girls took off at high speed.

"Why did we go after them again?" Mark asked. "Because I have a evil plan for them before they are killed" Paul Sneered. "Am I hearing you right a plan what plan"...

Mark woke up the next morning thinking about the plan. It would take about two weeks to set up if everything went as planned. He and Paul had made an agreement with their wives that the wives would stay at Paul's estate because it is smaller. Mark lived on a farm style house they raised horses, donkeys and white Tigers. Paul was the construction side of P&M Inc. and Mark did all the designing drafting and other stuff.

The wheels where in motion and had been for a week. Paul had got called away on an unexpected trip to a new site in Bangladesh. Mark met Paul as planned. "So should I call the girls or will you" "I think that you should Mark I might blow the whole thing" Mark hit the speed dial button for Makayl it rang twice. "Hello" "It is Mark meet me and Paul's with my wife at the farm on our private island tomorrow at six in the morning" He hung up and turned to Paul "are you sure about this man" "Dead certain" He said as he walked up the dock to Marks boat.

The Boat trip to the island went well. As they pulled to the dock they saw the girls lying out in the early morning sun. It got to 75 by six in the morning here. "How long do we let they bake for" "give them till nine we should be completely done with the summer house and barn by that time." "Swell well let's get to it then"

The set up had taken longer then they had planned. Mark was double checking everything the colt .45 was loaded his Berretta loaded the cam systems were operative. He touched the clear ear piece "Can you hear me Paul" "Yes" "How is everything on your end" "It is a go" "It had better be" Marks heart nearly stopped he had forgotten the Don would be watching this. Shit he thought it was already a sick plan and now to know he was watching the exchange.

Mark picked up the pre-paid cell phone he had a bodyguard pick up. He dialed Veronicas number "Hello" "Get your asses to the summer house" "but I haven't had breakfast yet" "I don't fucking care you have five minuets" "or what Mark" "You stupid bitch you know I have the right to kill you you know the family law" "ok ok Mark on are way"

Five Minuets later

The girls came walking up the steps to the summerhouse. Mark grabbed both of them by the nape of the neck as they walked passed him. He pushed the through the door and into the living room. "What the hell Mark my husband will kill you for this" "Shut up bitch I am right here don't speak for me" "Shit Mark why the harshness babe" "Shut your mouth bitch you lost the chance to call me that" While they spoke Paul began to tie the girls ankles with heavy duty fishing line. Veronica was the first to notice what was going on and she swung and hit Paul in the head. " I would stay you hands if I was you bitch" Paul grunted out. Mark had already let go of their necks. He had tied Makayls hands behind her back. As Veronica balled her fist to swing again he flipped a loop of line over her head. Veronica screamed as he pulled the loop tight around her neck. "Now if I was you bitch I would listen to whatever Paul or myself tell you understood" She didn't say anything but relaxed her body. Mark took twine and secured the loop he had tied then tied he hands behind he back with the rest of the line. There was a gasp of fear form the girls when Paul pulled his knife from its sheath. Mark grabbed the hand-sized sander from the couch and forced the girls to kneel facing into it. While Paul cut the clothes from on girl Mark used the sander to smooth the ends of the line.

When the clothing was all gone and ends smoothed Paul left to prepare the rest of the other room. Mark was left to prepare the ladies for what would happen in the other room. First he grabs the Vaginal cream that makes a girl wet no matter what their mood. Kneeling behind the girls he squirts each pussy with a load of cream then rubs it in. "ummmm Mark why are you wearing gloves" Veronica asks. Mark says nothing but claps his hands and the TV they faced turned on. "shit" Makayl mutters "what do you mean shit Makayl' "I recognize this camera work my father top bodyguard did it" "Shut the fuck up you nigger loving sluts" Mark look up from what he was doing to see Paul standing there with his 12 Gauge pointed at the girls. "Just about done" "No I have to give them the enema" Mark grabbed the girls by the line that linked their hands to their neck and hauled them to the restroom. He chucked Makayl in the tub and turned on the hot water full blast. He then forced Veronica to kneel facing the toilet and jammed the nozzle in her ass and released the scalding water. He smiled evilly at Paul as she screamed, "You are fucking brilliant" as he felt the other five water bags "you know it" Paul said. Mark pick up Veronica and slammed her on the toilet when the first bag emptied. He repeated this twice more before he chucked her whimpering into the tub and grabbed Makayl. Once both girls had been emptied and dried of Mark dragged them back to the living room.

Once in the living room he made them kneel on the couch and check to see that their pussies were good and wet from the cream. He then grabbed the baby oil, lotion and anal lube squirting more then normally needed on each ass. He knew that Veronica was a anal virgin but until then never knew about Makayl. Both of the girls brown eyes were super tight they relaxed as he rubbed the oil, lotion and lube mixture in. The mix of the three numbed the girls asses and asshole. Mark was done he stood up and changed his gloves throwing the used ones in the fireplace. He grabbed the leashes and attached the to the harnesses Paul and put on the girls. "Crawl bitches or be dragged" Mark growled as he walked toward the kitchen and the sliding door. The girls wound up being dragged with out the use of the hands they could not crawl. Mark dragged them to the butcher side of the barn and tied them like dogs to the post outside. Paul disappeared into the stable side of the barn. "Let me know when you are ready" Paul said over the headset. Mark entered the butcher shop checked the cameras and turned them on.