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 Author's Note: This story is in editing process still and runs 15 chapters total.

Rubber Revenge by Kaereni

Is it revenge when it gives the person what they want most in the world?

The day finally came that Carolyn had been saving and scrimping for. It took her nine long years but she finally had the place, the materials, and most importantly the expertise to put her plan into motion. She had taken the summer off from teaching just so she could put her plan in motion. Little did her co workers know that she would be spending that time in the basement creating her special place and taking her sweet revenge.

It took her three long and hard days to frame up the three rooms and insulate them. Over the years she had been watching and bidding on items from eBay, each of the purchases from a different vendor and had spread her items out over time. As she used a hand truck to get them into the proper rooms she hummed a happy tune feeling alive for the first time since high school. ‘You could get anything from eBay if you knew how to look’ she thought as she bolted an old fashioned doctor’s examination chair down in the largest of the three rooms.

After running all the cables from the control room into the other two she covered the walls and ceiling with heavy plywood. As a last gesture Carolyn painted everything, the walls, floor and ceilings flat black before installing the lights, cameras, projection screen, and eye bolts on the walls and ceiling in her play and isolation rooms. When it was all said and done she had made herself three hidden rooms, a control room, a large play room, and a smaller isolation room with shower and toilet.

It was late evening a week later when Carolyn finished. Her last job was to test it out. Because there was no one else at the moment she sat in the control room and hooked up the leads for the EKG and a pair of shock points on her forearm. Turning on a vibrator and masturbating, she let the pleasure roll over her as the computer recorded the readings. She would come back later and figure out how the readings corresponded with the different levels of pleasure.

As she approached orgasm she fired off the shock point she had set on her arm to gauge how much pain 25% would create. “Ouch!” she yelled looking down at the redness on her arm from the shock. “You will do nicely,” she said looking at everything, “very nice indeed.” Disconnecting everything she headed up upstairs for a well earned nights rest knowing she still had plenty of her vacation in which to put to good use.

Lying in bed, the years stripped off her as she thought about her past. She was seventeen, engaged and once they graduated, married. They had been going out all through high school and he had just asked her to go out to the senior prom. Instead of a happy prom, that bitch, Jenny, decided she wanted him to take her. Jenny had set forth a plan and told everyone that Carolyn was a lesbian and that is why she would not go all the way with John. She even went as far as saying that Carolyn had tried to seduce her in the gym showers one day and got her best friends to back her up.

John had dropped her like a hot potato calling her a dyke, Jenny went to the prom with John and afterwards dropped him. John had been so crushed he drove his car into a tree to end it all. It was at John’s graveside that Carolyn swore that she would get Jenny one day, make her pay for ruining her life, killing John, and any happiness they two could have had.