Caius POV:
THE PASTOR'S DAUGHTER
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXTREME GORE AND GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!
" Where are you going?", Bria asked later on after we got home and she had showered and settled into bed . I looked down at her seeing how exhausted she looked and smiled.
" just aguh guh ova some work files. Gwaan guh sleep Bria " and she didn't protest for once , guessed she was too tired tonight. I ensured to put in the pass code on her door the moment I left the room, just in case she suddenly decided that she wanted to look for me and then I made my into the living room and down into my museum.
Mr.Tomlinson was restrained , handcuffed to a chair and locked inside my glass enclosure and the moment I entered he started to struggle and I sighed . Walking over to the enclosure   I opened the door and entered and stood , looking down at him studying him for ideas on how I could use him as my canvas.
" please, mi have money and mi will transfer it any amount yuh need .. just please ...", he begged and I looked at him, partly annoyed and partly insulted .
" yuh think this affi deal wid money? You insult me Mr.Tomlinson. hear wah the problem even though mi done explain to yuh a ready. Yuh touch wah belong to me and yuh neva only touch har, yuh fucking sell har like she seh she a just some product pon a supermarket shelf and yuh aguh pay fi that and mi nuh tolerate fucking rape, suh all a eh girl dem who yuh help traffick , yah guh pay fi weh dem a feel right now to".
IÂ left the enclosure and walked over to where my laptop rested on the counter near my medical devices.
" before wi start , mi figa seh yuh need fi si just how much mi own yuh daughta". I had already sent the video footage to my laptop so now I pulled it up and walked with it back into the enclosure and stooping low infront of him so that we were at eye level , I pressed the unamused button starting with the scene from Bria walking up onto the pulpit of the altar that he built and then kneeling down infront of me .
" look at her , your daughter that you raised in your fucked up version of a Christian household. She willingly submitted to me on that altar,mind , body and her fucking soul and I took it , every single thing she offered to me . You raised her to pray for her sins? Yet still she committed the ultimate one on that altar when I fucked her over and over again and she took it because I own her. She fucking belongs to me , there is nothing left of her that I haven't yet destroyed or corrupted and if there is , I will fucking find it , break it and take it like I have taken everything else . Fi yuh likkle Bria Tomlinson gone , she nuh deh yah nuh more pussyhole".
I smiled a cold smile as I took in the look of despair and horror on his face as he watched the video of me claiming what rightfully belonged to me . Once the video ended I left the enclosure and replaced my laptop onto the counter it was on before and then I selected a scalpel , a hammer , a battery powered drill and my bone saw . His eyes widened as I reentered the enclosure and locked the door behind me .
" please mi a beg yuh...", he started again and I shook my head .
" yuh time fi begging up long time" and I took up the hammer , flipped it expertly in my hand before I lifted it and brought it down on his right hand with a sickening crunched . The bone in his hand crushed under the blow and he screamed in anguished but, I simply repeated the motion until there was nothing left if his hand but, a mush of blood, flesh and crushed bones.
" same fucking hand yuh use fi tek and sell people who nuh belong to yuh", I said as I dropped the hammer onto the floor of the enclosure. I then picked up the bone saw and began sawing at his wrist of its left hand cutting through the bone and flesh until the hand fell to the floor and I took it up and placed it onto his lap with a smile .
" hold on pon that pussy" . By now he was sobbing softly blood pooling on the floor of the enclosure from his severed hand. I reached for the scalpel and smiled as I showed it to him , figured he could do with a little show and tell in the moment.
" Bria aguh use this couple years from now when she get har degree and since yuh nah guh deh yah fi si that , mi aguh show yuh how it work , ah?" , he didnât respond merely continued to sob , his body shaking from the loss of blood and the pain he was feeling. I ripped his shift open exposing his chest and stomach and with an evil gleam in my eyes, I sank the scalpel deep into his chest and did a vertical and then an horizontal line forming a cross , it was only fitting since him tek God fi a bloodclaat joke.
I didn't remove his pants but, I sanked the scalpel into his leg and ripped through the thickness of flesh and bone as I sliced both of his thighs open , blood dripping from them onto the floor of the enclosure. He didnât screamed anymore and I concluded that he had accepted his fate which was just as well because I was beginning to get bored and needed to be somewhere else, preferably with Bria on top of me .
Grabbing the drill I pressed the button and the metal part started spinning.
"Time fi guh officially repent fi yuh sin dem Mark Tomlinson " and I pressed the metal bit of the drill on the bone between his eyes and held it as the metal ripped through the skin,bone and sank through the flesh in his face . His eyes pulped out of their sockets with the action as blood ran from the corners and I didn't stopped until the metal bit of the drill had existed through the back of his skull.