Simpsons Porn Story: It Wasnt Me Chapter 3

Bart had fallen asleep, still puzzling over who it could have been who blew up Moes. He awoke suddenly when he heard screaming though. He looked around, at first confused as to where he was, then he focused on the screaming. He recognised that scream.

Lisa, he muttered, struggling as his throat was dry. He tried to move and wanted to help his sister. After a minute or two he realised he wasnt going anywhere. He sat and listened for anything else that was happening, but heard nothing. The silence was almost worse.

He jumped when he heard his door being opened and he saw Fat Tony standing there. Bartholomew. We found your sister and hada little chat with her earlier.

What did you do to her!? Bart yelled, coughing soon afterwards.

An evil smile played on his face and he continued. She said she didnt know anything and she thought you were at home most of the evening. She was lying though, wasnt she, and because of this we had to punish her. he spoke calmly and this just annoyed Bart even more.

What did you do to her? he yelled again and choked even more. One of the other men came in with a glass of water and he drank it gratefully. The man left again and Bart turned his attention back to Fat Tony, waiting for an answer.

You refuse to admit the truth to us so I will refuse to answer your question.

Bart growled and tried to stand up. He failed and Fat Tony smiled again.

I wouldnt try anything if I were you. It is punishment time again if you still wont admit what you did.

It wasnt me! Bart shouted, annoyed that he was being blamed. He felt he had already been punished enough with hearing about Lisa and their chat. What else could he possibly do to him?

Seconds later he was untied and led outside. He was thrown in to the car and Fat Tony sat next to him, holding two guns. He loaded one and held it at Barts head.

The doors are all locked and Im sure you’re smart enough to know not to try and escape.

Where are we going? Bart asked quietly.

His question was answered when they pulled up outside a house. He knew the person that lived here and wondered exactly why they were here, he didnt dare ask.

I have a little task for you. One you cant escape from, Fat Tony told him. Do you know whose house this is?

Yes. It is Chief Wiggums.

Thats right. Now go and shoot his son, Fat Tony ordered, handing Bart one of the guns and nodding to the driver who took out his own gun. Ill be waiting here for you.

The driver got out and opened Barts door. Get out, he mumbled as he walked off towards the house. Bart got out and followed the man around the house to a window at the side of the house.

Why are we doing this? Bart whispered.

This guy took summat that was ours. Now he has to pay.

Bart took a deep breath and watched as Ralph happily watched the TV. He moved the gun in to position and, when told, he shot it at Ralph. A cry was heard and the two ran back to the car and sped off, still able to hear Ralph screaming in pain from down the road and the shocked yells from the Chief.

Luckily Bart had lowered the gun and shot at the side of Ralph, just missing him. The shock of it all had him crying out like hed been hit in the stomach a few times and Bart remembered how he used to be at school.

Did you shoot him? Fat Tony asked once they were well out the way of the scene.

YeahII shot him, Bart lied.

Wasnt the best shot, the driver added. Im sure it got him though.

Good, Fat Tony said, clearly pleased.

Bart got up the courage to ask why he wanted him shot and fat Tony looked annoyed. He stole from us.

What did he steal?

We had solid bars of chocolate. We planned to sell them all but he put a stop to it by taking them for himself. Fat Tony hit the seat in front of him as he remembered back to the event.

You wanted him dead over some chocolate!? Bart said in disbelief. He found himself being strangled and wished he hadnt said anything.

The reason is not important. Besides, it was you who shot him – not us.

As bad as this sounded Bart hoped no one would find out that it was him who had taken the shot. The car suddenly jolted to a stop and Bart got out with the others doing the same. He saw his chance and ran. He heard shots firing at him and someone running after him so he ran faster and faster. He ran in to an alleyway and jumped over the wall at the end.

He stood completely still against the wall and tried to stay quiet. He heard the man go by and then a few more people soon after. After not hearing any yelling for a few minutes he quickly left the safety of the wall and attempted to get home and explain what had happened. Could he manage it though?

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To Quick-n-Popular

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Thanks for the review! Many forms of torturethat is only the start. I know you like the torture though really.

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