Brauts, Cold Beer and Home Movies

"What the ...hell! Where the hell is that bitch?" Joey said as he climbed out of his eighteen wheeler. The lights were on in his house and Joey could see right into the kitchen and living room but Jenny was nowhere to be seen.

He turned the truck off, he was ending a long haul across the north west to Washington state and back again. He was tired and his ass was sore. When he climbed down from the eighteen wheeler he took a minute to straighten himself out and get his muscles back in place.

Joey charged up the front porch steps and saw the television on in the living room. He opened the door and entered his house. Something about all this just seemed a little strange.

"Jenny! I'm home! Get on down here and greet your husband and get me some food." he said.

He listened but heard nothing. He turned around and looked down the hall to the laundry room and then turned towards the kitchen. He walked over to the kitchen and saw that there were some hot brauts with sauerkraut in a bowl and some fruit on a plate. He walked over and plucked a couple grapes and ate them.

'What the hell?' he thought 'The grapes are cold and the brauts are warm?'

"Jenny!" he said with twice as much anger in his voice as the last time. "Where the hell are ya?"

The brauts smelled good and it felt good to be home. His suspicious nature was aroused though so he went down the hall and up the stairs searched the upstairs and still no sign of Jenny.

He returned to the kitchen and grabbed a cold beer out of the fridge. He sat down to his brauts and pondered the missing Jenny situation. Jenny had never been missing before. Joey made sure of that by moving out here in the middle of nowhere. There wasn't a house for 10 miles and a town for 25 miles. Joey had to have the road up to the house grated so that he could get his eighteen wheeler in.
The brauts were good but had a little funny after taste that the beer washed away nicely. After finishing the meal and opening a second beer he decided he better unpack the eighteen wheeler before he got to lazy. He had precious cargo tonight and he didn't want it "spoiling" as his pappy called it.

He climbed up into the truck and turned it on and pulled it around and backed it up to the shed he had specially built with a loading dock. He climbed out of the truck and yawned and then made double time up the steps and over to the garage door. He unlocked it and rolled the door up. He walked into the darkness of the room and switched on the light. Joey was a very organized person, he could have walked the entire building in the dark and not tripped on anything.

The room was clear in the middle and the back of the truck met evenly with the cement floor. He walked over to his desk and turned on his computer. He yawned again and thought he was a little more tired than he thought. When the opening computer screen came up he entered in his password and his desk top view displayed. He reached down under his desk and flipped on his security camera's and then turned on his lighting system. He took a few minutes and looked at each of the six camera windows that automatically displayed on his desk top.

The first camera window was a view of the front of his house, it was the only way in or out of his house. The second camera showed the rear exit from the outside of the shed. The third and fourth window showed the inventory room from different angles. The fifth camera was a view of the Pit he had in one of the rooms. The sixth camera was a view of the furnace room that he had specially made to reach temperatures of 2000 degree's.

Everything seemed normal. He knew Jenny wouldn't be anywhere in the building because she was never allowed here. In the 10 years they had been there she had never entered the room. He told her and she believed him, that he would kill her if she ever even peeked in the door. One time she had started towards the building and he saw her. Came charging at her from the building with a shovel and beat her so bad that she had to be taken to the hospital later because the cuts had become infected. After that she never even entered the back yard. He smiled when he thought of that time.

"Where the hell is Jenny anyway?" he said out loud as he yawned again. The truck was still idling as he got up and unlocked the door to the inner bay and entered it. Looking around everything seemed normal enough. He walked over to the Pit room and unlocked the door then turned on some additional lights.

Joey went back out to the truck and opened up the back of his semi-trailer and grabbed his dolly and started unloading the furniture in the back. He was singing "I'm gonna get me some stuff and rough you up! I'm gonna get your shit cause your ass is mine and I'm gonna fuck your shit!"

He stopped after the second dresser, cause he thought he heard something in the bay of the building. "Jenny that better not be you cause I will beat you to a pulp and let you die in the woods bitch!"

He was quite again. He was getting a little woozy and so he stopped and sat down. His special cargo was probably struggling, he thought, he reached into the cooler he had next to his desk and pulled out a bottle of Cutty Sark, he took a big swig. He got up and was a little light in his legs. 'Maybe I should just leave this till tomorrow' he thought.

He started over towards the truck again and he heard struggling inside the back of his semi-trailer. "Quite back there or I will beat you to pieces and do shots while I watch you slowly die! You think I am joking just you wait and see!"

The noise in the trailer stopped and he started to put a couch on his dolly. When started to pull the couch out of the trailer he saw a shadow to his left and jumped.

"What you doin Joey?" a voice said.

"Holy shit woman! You scared the crap out of me." he steadied himself and squinted his eyes to see into the shadow. "Come out here into the light so I can get a good look at ya. I won't hurt ya, honest."

A small woman with piercing eyes stepped just out of the shadows. she had her arms crossed, she stood at a slight angle to him.

"Why are you out here? Why are you behaving so damn strange? If I wasn't so tired I would kill you now and be done with it!" he said.

He turned to head back to the office chair and as he turned his back she reached into the shadow and pulled out a pointed shovel and charged at him. He turned towards her and was totally surprised as she swung the shovel at him and got him across his head. He went down like a sack of potatoes. She went at him again but he started putting his arms up, trying to block the blows and take the shovel away.

After several blows she stopped and backed away.

"What the hell is the matter with you? Have you gone completely mad? I am your husband for god's sake!" he squinted his eyes and wiped away the stream of blood running into them.

There was something about the blood that gave him a second wind. He got up and started to charge towards her, but she easily side stepped him with a swinging motion she got the back of his leg, he fell on his face and she started pummeling him in the back of his head. He screamed and struggled to face her, putting his arms up again.

"Stop! Why are you doing this to me?" he shouted.
"Didn't you always say that the biggest mistake when you kill someone is to stop before the job is done? Isn't that what you use to say bitch!" Jenny said.

She was circling him slowly in a crouched stalking position.

"You think you are going to kill me? Sorry you fucking whore! Killing is what I do!" With that he scrambled to his feet and tried to run for his desk.

But with ninja like swiftness, Jenny ran up behind him and whacked him over the head again. He fell forward and smacked his head on the cement floor. She walked up behind him and cuffed his hands behind his back and then cuffed his legs together.

"I hope you don't mind I found these laying around in your little man cave. I thought we would go have some fun in the pit room." she said.

He groaned as she dragged him by his ankles. "You like those Brauts I made for you. You know you should be more careful what you eat. Sometimes people put poison and all kinds of stuff in them." She rested for a minute, his body was considerably bigger than hers and she found that moving him was difficult. "You know I watched some of those "How to" video's you made. Honey they were very educational. I liked the one about how to use those pulleys you have in the pit room. That's where we are headed. We are going to have some fun, just like you did with that little blonde in the video! She looked like she was loving it! I want you to know the fun she had! Oh how you laughed afterwards. That is always going to be in my head, baby!"

She started dragging him again.

"No!" he said weekly. "I won't be mean to you no more Jenny, I promise."

A trail of blood streaked the cement floor. She picked him up by his ankles and started dragging him for the last stretch. He weakly struggled and so she whacked him over the head again until he went unconscious.

He woke up in excruciating pain, his arms pulled in different directions and a head brace that he specially designed with spikes around his neck. They were designed so that any struggle at all would slice your head off. He couldn't see it but he knew that the pit was directly below him. The video camera set was on and he knew that if he struggled it would only make things worse. The throbbing in his head felt like it was going to split open and he was pretty sure that he had already crapped his pants.

He heard Jenny's voice over the intercom saying "Are you having a good time, sweetie? I am not as good as you are at this. Truth is you disgust me on a level that is hard to put into words. So I am going to go call the police. If you don't struggle for about 45 minutes or so, they will let you down and get you some medical help. you gotta admit, baby, that was some pretty good whacking I did on your head there." She laughed.

The intercom went silent. About an hour later Jenny entered the pit room and smiled at the site of Joey spread over a pit with steel blades cutting into his neck. She really felt like it was the best therapy she could ever ask for. She reached down and turned off the cam corder and pulled out the DVD she had recorded it onto.
"It won't be long now, baby, I can see the cars coming up the road." she said.

Joey struggled to say something.

"Are you trying to say something? What was that?...what?" she said.

"Fucking cunt...I knew... you... didn't have it in you!"

She smiled and then whacked him with everything she had in the balls with a steel rod. He screamed out and blood starting pouring down his body from the neck brace. She turned and started to leave but stopped at the door.

"Your right, Joey, I couldn't kill you. It isn't because I love you. I know the worst torture for you is to spend the rest of your life in a cell. You will wish a thousand times that I had killed you; Might even miss those brauts that I make for you too."

She turned went out of the Pit room.


Jenny met the police out front of the house. She still had some blood on her so they cuffed her. She stood up and led them to the building out back. An ambulance backed up next to the trailer at the loading dock. Blood was everywhere and the police knew that they had stumbled onto something big. She took them to the pit room and saw a man spread out over a pit bleeding profusely.
"I know you are going to have to sort through this and my word at this point is not going to be good enough, but this man is the animal, I just gave him a little taste of his own medicine before I called you. Over there are hundreds of dvd's that show all the victims he has had here. I had no idea until he didn't lock the door properly last time he left to go on the road." she said.

"Sir! There are two more victims in the truck at the dock!" an officer said.

"What? I didn't know about them." Jenny said. "I'll be damned! I swear I didn't have nothing to do with them."

They posted a guard on the scene to make sure no one tampered with the evidence. The two girls they found in the back of Joeys truck told the story of how he had lured them in and then beat them up and threw them in the back like furniture. He had promised to torture them a long time before he raped them and then crisped them up in his furnace.

Jenny had no idea that all this was going on in her backyard for years. The guilt of realizing that her house was really a killing field, ate at her soul and all though she was incarcerated for two years for the crimes she committed to him, she didn't care. Joey got life without parole. The house was considered a crime scene for almost a year. They found the ashes of unknown numbers of people, but they are fairly certain by the dvd's that there were at least 24 people.

After Jenny got out of jail and she settled back into her home, every once in a while, whenever she was feeling blue, she would make some brauts and breakout the dvd she took of Joey stretched out over the pit.