Punishment_(6)

Prologue

Things were never meant to go as badly as they did. It was plan to get our sisters off their backs once and for all. They would show them what it was like to be humiliated and made to suffer. Really, it was all Thomas’ idea. And it all started on a bright Saturday morning.
The sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon when Thomas woke up to the sound of his sister typing on his computer. He rolled over and glared at Emily through his sleepy haze. “What the hell are you doing in my room?”
“Go back to sleep, Thomas. I am just checking my email.”
“Get out. I told you not to touch my computer.”
He watched her type for a while. For weeks, an idea had been ruminating in his mind. Perhaps if he were to rape and beat his precious little sister into submission, she would never run her mouth again. And he liked the idea. Emily was fourteen. She had hazel eyes and long dirty blonde hair. Her slim figure was complete with a toned ass and a perky set of medium sized tits.
Thomas sat up and threw a shoe at the back of her head. “Ow,” she yelped, holding her head.
“I said for you to get out.”
“Mom,” Emily yelled, her usual defense, “Thomas hit me.”
The sound of their mother charging toward his room only made Thomas boil over with anger. He glared at Emily. If he were to make his plan happen, he would need help. Luckily, he had five friends who were having similar sister troubles. “What the hell is going on?” their mother yelled as she entered his room.
“I told her to get out, Mom. This is my room.”
“And I paid for you damned computer. She needs to use it. Get over it.”
Thomas rolled his eyes. That usually sent her over the edge. “Fine. You’re grounded, Thomas. Have fun spending your weekend at home. I need help around here anyway.”
Once she charged off, Thomas glared at Emily. She had that innocent smirk on her face that he just wanted to smack off. Soon she would pay. He would make her wish that she was never born.

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School was always fun for Thomas. Mostly because he never attended. His friends usually gathered at some point off campus to smoke weed and chill. Today was special. As they sat around the abandoned house that they frequented, Thomas lit a blunt and smiled.
His oldest friend, Joey, was sitting to his right.