Mira, the tiny women, sat iin the sink, filled to her knees with ice cold water. The old lady has left to the living room because of what would happen while Juliet prepared a carving board, a water boiler, a knife, some pins and a table spoon. Miras Lips are blue already and she was shaking at her whole body.
"I will ask you again. One last time and then you will not hear my voice ever again. Do you understand? Where are the others? Just answer me when you feel like it", Juliet sayed and switched on the boiler. Then she leaned on the kitchen Isle and watched Mira freezing. The tiny women stared ahead at the silver wall in front of her. Her eyes red from tears by now and her whole body numb. Her eyes went wide as she heard the 'click' and the boiling of water as the device was finished.
Juliet took the kettle from its base and poured it in deep bowl made of glass. Immediately the steam rose up and Mira did too on her shaking legs. Her back pressed against the wall. There was no escape as Juliet casualy picked her out of the kitchen sink and tossed her onto the carving board. With expecting eyes she looked down at her victim. Leaning forwards on her arms. Her hands planted left and right of Mira. She raised and eyebrow and sighed. Then took the tiny spoon and slapped it onto the breasts of the helpless women. She screamed in agony as she felt something snapping in her chest and arm. Without regaining her breath her right leg shattered under another blow. Then the left. Mira was crying and sobbing. Every breath she took hurt in her chest and her frozen legs where utterly useless. Radiating from the knee the bones where fragmented in dozen places and just lay limply but unfortunately not lifeless on the board. Juliet crossed her arms and leaned back against the sink. Watching the agony of the women for a few seconds. How she squirmed on the thick plastic like a wounded insect. But a lot louder. "Please stop it! STOP IT" Juliet just shook her head and came back again with the spoon. Slapping it down on her left and then right foot. Utterly pulverizing the rather thin bones with one strike. The rounded side dug deep into the fragile, tiny body without damaging it too badly from the outside. "Pleahe...he...he..hease", she begged. "Plehehehe", Juliet mocked and shook her head. "Stupid tinies. It could be so easy for you. So quick and painless"
Without a warning Mira was pinned down by the palm of a giant hand and firmly pressed down. Another snap in her shoulder and another muffled scream. "Shut up. I havn't even started yet. Please. Just wait a few more minutes until you talk. Do me the favor." Then a pin impaled her lower torso. Pinning her to the board. Juliet aimed carefuly and thrust another one through. "Don't move too much or I will have to put some through your shoulders too." Still sobbing and nearly insane from pain but the women did not move too much. "Good girl", Juliet sayed motherly and showed the edge of the knife to Juliet.
"You know... I hate doing this with a knife. It would be clean and easy but it leaves a way greater mess. I will do a little test and see what alternative is more effective. You see, I asked myfels if it would bleed less when I pinch your leg off or rip it out. In both ways the arteries will curl or be crushed and minimise your bloodloss. I don't want you to die just yet do I? I still need this few precious words of you. Please?"
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