YOU MONSTER!" Suzie had zero influence on her bladder which already trailed behind her like an infinitely long tail of yellow humiliation, but now her ass gave way to the enema she had earlier. The enema that used the bathwater her sister was rotting in.

"I think the longest you managed to just stay still was a good ten minutes." He underestimated her- it was closer to twenty- he realized later when he watched the video. "That whole time you only had to stand still and I didn't do a thing to you. Let's see if we can make that happen again, it was so fun seeing you squirm, trying to hold your pee in your cute little cunt." He pushed his shotgun right above her pussy and she bent forward, shoving her ass back, shitting water into her sister's face. The gun was still er pelvis gyrated around trying to get away from it. Water poured from her eyes, ass, and girlhood. Her red rump quivered.

"Wow, you're peeing for longer than you held it in." He was technically wrong a second time, he would see later. She didn't technically keep peeing continuously for more than 15 minutes without her bladder pausing for at least a moment.

All the same, 9PM rolled around and he had at least one more villain to punish. He didn't want to risk Suzie's mommy and daddy coming home sooner than expected and told the humiliated girl, "Well, it's been fun, but I need to go. Stand in the tub. That's right. Face the window, one leg by her head, the other at her feet. If you move or disobey, I will shoot your cunt. Parents need to find you like this." Her pussy and anus would not relent. It kept splashing her sister's belly and the tub overflowed.

He took hammer and nails from his pockets and nailed her palms to her ass, then tied her neck to her ankles with long rope, so her face was above the water but in her own vile stream of piss and enema release. He nailed her feet to the sides of the tub.

He stepped back and admired his work. Her hands were wrapped around her legs and nailed to her bare ass, her legs were spread and her head was between them, and everything was showing and red. She was still shooting her vileness everywhere and crying loudly.

"Oh, we need to shut you up, huh?" He placed something in her mouth and tied it to the trigger of his gun, which he rigged under the sink to fire upwards at an angle. "Open your mouth, and this buckshot will tear through your cunt and asshole."

He carved "pull the cord if you want to free her" on the bathroom door and stole her phone, texting all her friends to meet her and wait for her in front of her house. They kept texting back that they were all waiting and yelling for her, so he texted them to go in through the back.

He got a text back minutes later asking "Who are you?"
He texted back "Justice" and uploaded the video to social media. He unholstered his Desert Eagle, unwieldy though it was, as he entered the rather large house of Ms. Buht.