She looked out her window watching the snowflakes fall. The winter had been unusually snowy but it didn't matter to her. Her life had been one of cruelty and pain inflicted by her own step father. Things would end today he would pay for all the pain he’d caused her. She stood up and walked out of the room, as the first one up she’d have the perfect opportunity. Grabbing her bag, she pulled out a rope, walked to his room, and went inside. The first thing she did was to secure his arms and legs to the bed to make sure he couldn’t escape then left the room. She needed to prepare a special item for him and went to their stove turning it on high. Then she heard him yell and a light smirk slid across her face. Turning from the stove, she walked back to his room. “I see you’re awake,” She said leaning against the doorframe “Before you ask I thought we’d play a little game this morning.” The first thing that ran through his mind would be something sexual and he smirked. It took a lot to keep from laughing she had nothing of the sort in mind but played along. Pulling out a blindfold, she secured it around his eyes and he chuckled anticipating something fun. “I’m going to enjoy this,” She said pulling out a knife and gently running the cool metal down his cheek. With a light laugh, she slashed the knife across his upper arm deeply cutting him. He cried out in pain and she took the opportunity to put a gag into his mouth before stabbing the knife into his elbow pinning it to the bed. “What’s wrong don’t like pain” She said into his ear “Oh and here I thought you’d like receiving it rather than giving it out for a change.” He was still screaming against the gag and she just laughed grabbing a switchblade and cut his blindfold off making sure to cut his cheek. She wanted him to see what was happening now. “I’ll be right back” She said and walked out of the room. The stove was hot now and the coil was glowing a bright red. Grabbing tow sets of tongs she lifted it off the stove and moved back to his room. He saw the coil and shook his head trying to beg. “As you said the beauty of electric stoves is that they get hot quickly and are removable” She said and dropped the hot coil directly onto his stomach. When it connected, it made a sizzling sound against his skin and the smell of cooking skin hit her nose. He strained against his bonds making the knife cut into the joint at his elbow more still screaming. She knew after a few seconds that the nerves in his skin would die, so she took the coil off his stomach and set it on his nightstand making sure that the tongs would keep it from touching the wood. “How did that feel” She asked, “Do you understand now why I screamed so much.” She grabbed his favorite whip and raised it up whipping it across his burn. He cried out again and she kept hitting him the barbs in the whip cutting into his skin. When she tired of that, she reached into her bag taking out a large rusty knife. “Do you know what I plan to do with this?” She said reaching for the waistband of his boxers. His eyes widened and he started struggling. She laughed and freed his manhood. “Say good bye to being a man” She said and removed his gag so she could hear him scream. She plunged the tip of the blade into his groin and began to saw at it. He was screaming in pain but she didn’t stop until it was completely removed. Blood was pouring from the wound staining his sheets red. With a smile, she dangled it in front of his face then tossed it onto the bed beside him. She pulled the knife out of his elbow but this time he didn’t scream even though she knew it had to hurt. “Bye Steve” She said then plunged the knife into his throat loving the gurgling noise as he tried to breathe. Soon he was dead and she simply walked out of the room as her mom came home and saw her covered in blood carrying the knife. That was the last thing she would see again.