Revenge is a dish served harsh

I received an e-mail to special web site the one titled “Revenge dot com”. This is a service I offer to people who are looking for revenge if and when they can’t get it the legal way. I will consider anything but usually go along the “eye for an eye” options.
Hi can you help me. I need revenge on a co-worker who raped me”?
This is one of the unusual ones usually they just ask me to break someone’s legs or the such. I answered the email right away.
Yes send me details of the attacker and I will seek a suitable retribution.
Thirty minutes later I received an e-mail with the details I required. It turned out she was an eighteen year old girl who had been raped by her boss who is in his forties. Attached were his address and photographs of him with his wife and daughter, the wife was a good looking lady in her late thirties and the daughter was seventeen.
I replied that this would take a month or so to set up and execute and I would inform her and provide her with proof later.
The next few days I spent studying the layout of his home, already luck was on my side it was a secluded property on the edge of town set back from the road in a large garden to provide privacy. Further enquiries led me to discover he had a basic security system which provided just an alarm for break-ins but no roving patrols. I then spent the next three weeks studying his routine and that of his family. The father just seemed to work and go home with a meal out with his wife on Saturdays; the wife was much the same work and home, a nice steady life style. The daughter was a typical teenager going to pubs and clubs with her friends, I did notice that she spent more time with a certain girl and in the third week I found out why. It seemed that daddy’s little girl was a lesbian. This could be fun I thought.
It seemed Thursdays were the best option when all three would be home from seven o’clock. I acquired housing plans from the local town hall and discovered the layout of the house.
Thursday arrived and I set into motion the plan I had hatched. Driving a car I had stolen earlier I pulled up the driveway and knocked on the door, the target answered to find me there with a ski mask on and a large gun in my hand. Pushing the gun in his face I turned him round and using plasti-cuffs secured his wrists behind him. Telling him to be quiet I walked him into the lounge. The wife looked up and went to scream but before she could I slapped her hard. As she lay on the floor I secured the husband to a straight back chair. The wife I trussed up like a chicken and left on the floor with a gag in her mouth. I approached the husband and spoke for the first time.
“Who else is here”?
He looked at me in terror and replied. “Please take what you like just don’t harm us”.
Impatiently I smacked him along the side of his head. “Answer the question I asked before I lose my temper”.
Blood leaked out of his scalp and down his face. “My daughters in her room, but please don’t hurt her”.
I got directions from him and gagged him and went to find my last victim.
I stood in her doorway watching her as she lay on her bed oblivious to my presence listening to music through her ear phones.