Home Movie

The boss couldn't keep still, he paced the room continuously, his hand messing in his hair.

"Crystal! How the fuck has this happened? To one of our girls no less! The Bastard needs to pay for this."

Crystal stroked her fingers through her midnight hair before looking up at the boss. Shrugging her shoulder, she answered him. "Well fuck if I know. Cal bought it me. Said he'd got a hold of it the old fashioned way."

She begins to examine her nails, now bored of the scene the film had made.

The boss was angry as soon as the video started. Movies should never be made with his girls. And on the rare occasions they are made, they're made in house. By the time the video had finished, he was furious.

His girl Cherry, had been beaten black and blue on tape. What started of as a Home Movie, ended as a sick violent porn. Almost a snuff tape.

The girl could barely move by the end of it. The man only stopping pounding his fist against the poor girls flesh because he had tired himself out.

It was time for the old fashioned way of things.

It was time for payback.