Hillbilly Justice: A Desperate Quest for Revenge in a Small Town
Rape,anal,violence,cruelty,sodomy,murder and torture.
"HILLBILLY JUSTICE"
Part #1 :
Rape,anal,violence,cruelty,sodomy,murder and torture.
"HILLBILLY JUSTICE"
Part #1 :
I had been following the murder trial of a mother in another state who had killed her child and I became pretty upset.I would watch it after getting home from work. She claimed she was innocent and had no idea what had happened. I followed the trial and the investigators kept saying how much she had lied and made numerous false claims, blaming a babysitter,her father, and someone else.I was getting even more disgusted and nearly puked when she was found not guilty.
I could only dream what this bitch needed. I decided to write a fictional account of how it would be to get some "hillbilly justice" on her lying, murdering ass.
I had become more angered and had been talking with my best friend from childhood, Junior.I had finally come up with a plan, a screwy one ,but a plan none the less. Junior and I had decided to head south from our home to another state to see if we could find this bitch.
I was a auto mechanic and Junior was a detailman at a car wash in town.I had spent all my 27 years in a small town with small town valuesand I had no living family other than one sister. Junior had been married but his wife had died of cancer and their child had gone to live with her grandparents since Junior was unemployed at the time. He had since been able to find a job ,low pay,but a job none the less. He was able to support his girl with what he did make.
We thought of each other as brothers so when I told him what I wanted to do he said ,"when are we leaving?" I said, "tomorrow early".
I had played high school football as a defensive guard and made all american twice. Junior was our center and he was all conference center three seasons in a row, so both of us were pretty big guys.
I went by the shop and told my boss I would be gone a few days on family business. Jr. put in for some vacation he had accumalated at his job and now our trip was set.
I woke up at 6:00 AM the next morning, packed my duffle bag fixed some breakfast before calling Junior to see if he was ready. He said he was, so I threw my stuff in the back of my truck and headed to his house.I pulled into his drive and he was standing there waiting for me. He loaded his clothes.Then I went by the ATM and drew out all the money I had and we hit the road.
We were on the road about 7 hours before we arrived in the city where this bitch supposively lived.
I figured we would stay in a cheap motel for a couple of nights after that we would have to figure out where else to stay since neither one of us had very much money.
We looked around and found a cheap motel at the edge of town,"ghetto-licious" as Junior called it. We checked in and was given a key after paying for two nights. we went across the street and picked up burgers and beers for dinner.
We had absolutely no idea where this bitch lived or where to start looking, great plan, huh?.
I picked up a local paper and looked in it to see if there were any clues in it as to where she lived.I didn't find much out but in the editorials I read there seemed to be some people who were just as mad as we were.
I figured we would get gas and see what we could find out. I pulled into a convenience store and pulled up to the gas pumps and filled up. I went inside to pay and a young guy was behind the counter. I paid for the gas and said ,"by the way do you happen to know where this bitch, Linsey King lives? He said he couldn't help me, so I started back to the truck when an older lady that had been waiting in line behind me in the store, walked up behind me and said she knew where she lived. I said you do ,what is her address? She said she didn't know the address per se but would draw a map to her neighborhood she lived in. I said that would be great. She drew the map and I thanked her, as I started to walk away she said "someone needs to put that bitch exactly where she left her baby and just as dead".I said I agreed.
Jr. and I went back to the motel to wait for darkness because we didn't want to drive around during the day in case they had police patrol around her house or take the chance of being seen by a nosey neighbor.We figured it may take us a while to pinpoint the right house once we found the neighborhood.
I pulled into the motel and as I did a guy got out of a car carrying a pizza into the motel. The car had a lighted pizza sign on the roof, "PIZZA". I parked and looked around a minute then I got out and approached the car and unplugged the powercord from the cigarette lighter and pulled the sign off the car. We went into our room with the sign. Jr. said, "what the heck was that about"? I said ,"someone with a pizza sign on their vehicle won't draw as much attention as someone just driving a strange truck slowly through their neighborhood". He said,"hell yeh bro, maybe you will make a crook".
I looked out the window to see what the guy would do after he realized his sign was gone. He came back and saw the sign was missing. I saw him look up at the second floor and holler at someone I couldn't hear exactly what he said but I heard someone on the motel balcony holler back,"fuck you, I didn't take your damn sign". The guy got in his car and left.
We watched tv until dusk.We decided we would try to find the neighborhood before dark and go in and to locate the exact house after it was dark.I picked up the sign and went to the truck with Junior.
I decided out of state plates would throw up a red flag so we went to a parking lot where I stole some in-state plates off another truck to put on my truck.
We rode around for a while until we found the neighborhood.We decided to wait a little while until it was darker. We drove down a road and it led us into a industrial complex. We saw a huge roadside display as we entered of teddy bears,balloons,cards,and candles. We went by slowly and pulled over behind a few cars already parked. We walked up and stood behind some the other people gathered there. We saw the baby's name, pictures, placards saying "rest in peace", "God Bless you" and other condolences. We realized we had happened upon the place where the child had been thrown away like trash. It was a overgrown, wet, desolate area.
I made a silent vow no matter how long it took I would get this bitch.
One woman said to the man she was with,"I wish I could get my hands on that bitch I'd claw her eyes out".
We left and drove around behind one of the buildings where I decided it would be a good place to switch my license plate with the stolen one.
We figured it had gotten dark enough so We went to the neighborhood with our "pizza" sign and saw a kid on a bike so I pulled up next to him and ask,"hey, do you know where the Kings' live?" he said ,"yeh,in the yellow house down on the left, but you'll have to check in at the guardhouse before going to the house".I ask why and he said the man that lived there had paid for security to protect his family after his daughter went to court and got off. I said ,"thanks" and we pulled off.
We drove past the house where there was a temporary guardshack set up at THE END
"HILLBILLY JUSTICE"
Part #1 :
Rape,anal,violence,cruelty,sodomy,murder and torture.
"HILLBILLY JUSTICE"
Part #1 :
I had been following the murder trial of a mother in another state who had killed her child and I became pretty upset.I would watch it after getting home from work. She claimed she was innocent and had no idea what had happened. I followed the trial and the investigators kept saying how much she had lied and made numerous false claims, blaming a babysitter,her father, and someone else.I was getting even more disgusted and nearly puked when she was found not guilty.
I could only dream what this bitch needed. I decided to write a fictional account of how it would be to get some "hillbilly justice" on her lying, murdering ass.
I had become more angered and had been talking with my best friend from childhood, Junior.I had finally come up with a plan, a screwy one ,but a plan none the less. Junior and I had decided to head south from our home to another state to see if we could find this bitch.
I was a auto mechanic and Junior was a detailman at a car wash in town.I had spent all my 27 years in a small town with small town valuesand I had no living family other than one sister. Junior had been married but his wife had died of cancer and their child had gone to live with her grandparents since Junior was unemployed at the time. He had since been able to find a job ,low pay,but a job none the less. He was able to support his girl with what he did make.
We thought of each other as brothers so when I told him what I wanted to do he said ,"when are we leaving?" I said, "tomorrow early".
I had played high school football as a defensive guard and made all american twice. Junior was our center and he was all conference center three seasons in a row, so both of us were pretty big guys.
I went by the shop and told my boss I would be gone a few days on family business. Jr. put in for some vacation he had accumalated at his job and now our trip was set.
I woke up at 6:00 AM the next morning, packed my duffle bag fixed some breakfast before calling Junior to see if he was ready. He said he was, so I threw my stuff in the back of my truck and headed to his house.I pulled into his drive and he was standing there waiting for me. He loaded his clothes.Then I went by the ATM and drew out all the money I had and we hit the road.
We were on the road about 7 hours before we arrived in the city where this bitch supposively lived.
I figured we would stay in a cheap motel for a couple of nights after that we would have to figure out where else to stay since neither one of us had very much money.
We looked around and found a cheap motel at the edge of town,"ghetto-licious" as Junior called it. We checked in and was given a key after paying for two nights. we went across the street and picked up burgers and beers for dinner.
We had absolutely no idea where this bitch lived or where to start looking, great plan, huh?.
I picked up a local paper and looked in it to see if there were any clues in it as to where she lived.I didn't find much out but in the editorials I read there seemed to be some people who were just as mad as we were.
I figured we would get gas and see what we could find out. I pulled into a convenience store and pulled up to the gas pumps and filled up. I went inside to pay and a young guy was behind the counter. I paid for the gas and said ,"by the way do you happen to know where this bitch, Linsey King lives? He said he couldn't help me, so I started back to the truck when an older lady that had been waiting in line behind me in the store, walked up behind me and said she knew where she lived. I said you do ,what is her address? She said she didn't know the address per se but would draw a map to her neighborhood she lived in. I said that would be great. She drew the map and I thanked her, as I started to walk away she said "someone needs to put that bitch exactly where she left her baby and just as dead".I said I agreed.
Jr. and I went back to the motel to wait for darkness because we didn't want to drive around during the day in case they had police patrol around her house or take the chance of being seen by a nosey neighbor.We figured it may take us a while to pinpoint the right house once we found the neighborhood.
I pulled into the motel and as I did a guy got out of a car carrying a pizza into the motel. The car had a lighted pizza sign on the roof, "PIZZA". I parked and looked around a minute then I got out and approached the car and unplugged the powercord from the cigarette lighter and pulled the sign off the car. We went into our room with the sign. Jr. said, "what the heck was that about"? I said ,"someone with a pizza sign on their vehicle won't draw as much attention as someone just driving a strange truck slowly through their neighborhood". He said,"hell yeh bro, maybe you will make a crook".
I looked out the window to see what the guy would do after he realized his sign was gone. He came back and saw the sign was missing. I saw him look up at the second floor and holler at someone I couldn't hear exactly what he said but I heard someone on the motel balcony holler back,"fuck you, I didn't take your damn sign". The guy got in his car and left.
We watched tv until dusk.We decided we would try to find the neighborhood before dark and go in and to locate the exact house after it was dark.I picked up the sign and went to the truck with Junior.
I decided out of state plates would throw up a red flag so we went to a parking lot where I stole some in-state plates off another truck to put on my truck.
We rode around for a while until we found the neighborhood.We decided to wait a little while until it was darker. We drove down a road and it led us into a industrial complex. We saw a huge roadside display as we entered of teddy bears,balloons,cards,and candles. We went by slowly and pulled over behind a few cars already parked. We walked up and stood behind some the other people gathered there. We saw the baby's name, pictures, placards saying "rest in peace", "God Bless you" and other condolences. We realized we had happened upon the place where the child had been thrown away like trash. It was a overgrown, wet, desolate area.
I made a silent vow no matter how long it took I would get this bitch.
One woman said to the man she was with,"I wish I could get my hands on that bitch I'd claw her eyes out".
We left and drove around behind one of the buildings where I decided it would be a good place to switch my license plate with the stolen one.
We figured it had gotten dark enough so We went to the neighborhood with our "pizza" sign and saw a kid on a bike so I pulled up next to him and ask,"hey, do you know where the Kings' live?" he said ,"yeh,in the yellow house down on the left, but you'll have to check in at the guardhouse before going to the house".I ask why and he said the man that lived there had paid for security to protect his family after his daughter went to court and got off. I said ,"thanks" and we pulled off.
We drove past the house where there was a temporary guardshack set up at THE END
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