The Last Request

Jarred sat with his Bible on his lap. It had been lonely these years. He wasn't allowed contact with people. Three days ago they asked him what his last request would be, and they gave him a few days to think about it. What a hard decision he had to make. All he had done was think back on his life. Oh, he had done some bad things and his judgement seem to be off many times. That's why he was here.

Jarred thought about his daughter. He had seen her once when she was a baby, but she had to be a teenager now. It would have been fun being with her and watching her grow, but that never happened. He wasn't a bad person, he just made bad decisions. Why did they have to put him here in this dark, dank, lonely place. He didn't kill anyone. That was never in his mind. He loved life and treasured it.

Then he thought of all the girlfriends he had had. Every woman he knew was happy to accommodate him in anyway possible. It was fun, and his girlfriends enjoyed it too. He was good to them. He always had a special place for both of them to live. Money was of no object. He loved bringing them presents, and they loved getting them. There was not one of them who said "go away and leave me alone!"

Jarred never married because he couldn't find the right woman. He remembered the Bible passage that God said "It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper who is just right for him." Oh how he had tried to find that person, that helper, but in all the women he had known, he never was satisfied. Besides, some of the women were down right mean, but he took care of that.

The lock clicked and the sound reverberated as it bounced off of the walls. He heard the footsteps clicking loudly as they walked to where he was. It was time. He had to tell them his last request. He didn't know exactly what he was going to say.

The Doctor, the Reverend and the Warden came towards him. As they entered his room, the Reverend approached him. "Son, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No sir, I'm just fine. Thank you for asking Reverend," he said.

Everyone but him seemed to be tense. He thought that was funny. Why would they worry about him, after all, he was in chains and there was no way for him to get out.

"Have you thought of what your last request is?" The Warden asked.

"Well, I have thought of many things. I have looked at my life and felt, although it was not perfect, I was not a bad man. I live for God and read my Bible everyday."

"Son, you have two decisions to make - your last request and what you have decided as your punishment," the Doctor replied.

"First," he said, "I wish to die. I refuse to be castrated by you or anyone else. Every lady I loved, enjoyed all that I did for them."

If that is what you wish, it will be done," the Warden said.

"Son, what is your last request?" The Reverend asked.

"My last request is I would like to see the pictures of all the beautiful ladies I chose to be my perfect mate. I want to see the pictures of them that I took. Even if it did not work out the way I wanted."

The Reverend took two steps back and held the Bible close to his body. The doctor walked out of the room. The Warden said, "You can look at them when you reach heaven. God will show all of these to you and then judge you for what you have done."

He yelled, "That's not right! You said I would get my last request. Now you are backing out on me. May you meet me there in Hell. Satan and I are one and you will be not forgiven for what you have lied about."

The Reverend began praying as the guards came to take Jared. They had set up the Electric Chair just for him. The Warden refused to let him take the needle. He was evil through and through. He wanted him to suffer like all those women did.

"You will be castrated from life today and no more ladies have to fear you," the Warden said.

Once again Jared walked down the hall, his steps echoed with the rest and it sounded like a core of soldiers marching to war, only in his case, death. The lock clicked loudly as the door opened. It was strange to him. It had been thirteen years since he had been out of his room. He could feel the power coming back. Satan would not let him down.

He would once again rule over his'soon to be ladies'.



Jared thought he was a Godly man, but in realty he was a psychopath. He collected women and when they weren't what he thought they should be he tortured and mutilated them , then left them with a little bit of living. He tossed them out into the wilderness for the animals to eat. While they were "in his care" he would bring them presents and show what he bought for them. He never gave them, any of it. Each an every one were kept in a basement in chains hanging from the rafters and he enjoyed keeping several at a time. Every week he would take one down and into his house and use the as he wished, mutilating them at the same time. the terror the women went through was unspeakable. His last request was to see the mutilated bodies one more time.

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