Author's notes: Sorry I've been so long for this chapter, I had
some really serious writer's block. Anyway, hope you like this chapter,
I was attempting poetic death. I really like this chapter so Please R&R!
Read and enjoy!
Warning: Death, rape and torture.
Griddlebone landed with a heavy thud at Macavity's paws. The ginger tom swung a kick and Griddlebone cried out as she held her stomach.
"WHERE IS SHE?" Macavity roared kicking Griddlebone in the stomach again.
"I don't know…" The queen replied weakly knowing it was not what he wanted to hear.
"DON'T LIE!" Macavity yelled, kicking the Persian in the face like a lunatic.
"I'm not…" Griddlebone cried trying to fend off his attacks.
"YOU'LL REGRET NOT TELLING ME! BONEROT!"
A huge heavily build tom stomped into the room. With a yell from Macavity he grabbed Griddlebone round her slender neck with one of his massive paws and dragged her out of the room.
Griddlebone could see ever scar in his body, could practically taste the vial stench of rotten flesh and she screamed as his fleas and lice began to crawl over her. His deformed and disfigured face leered down at her and his breath could have killed her it smelt so terrible.
Macavity laughed like a maniac as he watched Griddlebone struggle. "We're going to play with some of my new toys." He informed her as they approached a bloodstained door.
"No… no please!" Griddlebone begged struggling harder, "Please no! I beg you!"
Macavity simply laughed as the door opened and the three of them entered the room. Griddlebone cried and screamed as she was strapped tightly onto a large metal table by thick leather strips. Macavity flicked on the light and all his 'toys' were brought into view. The Hidden Paw had a thing for medieval torture techniques and this room was full of them. His favourite was something to 'relieve a sour throat'. The dead body of a strangled henchcat still lay in the device, his throat compressed by the contraption.
"Now then, let's try out this one then shall we?" Macavity laughed his eyes rolling madly. He strode over to a large wooden box and pulled out a group of spiked belts. "This is my new toy. You're going to be the first one to play with it. 5 lashes I think."
Bonerot sniggered as Macavity handed him the belts. Both sides were lined with sharp spikes and, because they hadn't been used, the points glittered threateningly in the dim lamp light.
Bonerot raised the belt and brought it down on Griddlebone's tender skin. With a piecing scream Griddlebone thrashed against her bindings. Bonerot ripped the spines of the belt out of her then brought it down on her again. Griddlebone screamed again as deep red blood poured over her, staining her fur. Bonerot brought the belt down again and again and again, all the time ignoring Griddlebone's pleas to stop.
"Ok that's enough." Macavity called. He walked slowly over to her, relishing in her agony.
"Please, stop…" Griddlebone gasped.
"Then tell me where Etcetera is." Macavity said as though it where simple.
Griddlebone started to cry. "I don't know…"
Macavity sighed. "Why are you doing this to yourself? All you have to do is tell me where Etcetera is and you'll leave here with no more harm towards your person. I know you're just trying to protect her but I only want to bring her in for questioning."
"I don't know where she is." Griddlebone wept, "Please believe me…"
"You disappoint me Griddlebone." Macavity sighed shaking his head, "Bonerot…"
The grotesque henchcat undid Griddlebone's bindings.
'He's letting me free!' Griddlebone thought, 'He's actually letting me free…'
The thought was squashed as Bonerot dragged her weak body over to a long wooden table. He laidher down and tied her paws up with rope.
"This is one of my favourites." Macavity sneered, "To humans it's called 'The Rack', but I prefer to use the term 'Back straitening device'.
Bonerot took his place at what looked like some sort of wheel. Griddlebone didn't know anything about human torture devices but she knew that Macavity's version would have his own… personal touch.
"This is your last chance to tell me where Etcetera is." Macavity warned. Griddlebone simply cried and shook her head. "Well… you were a good fuck while you lasted."
Bonerot turned the wheel slowly… oh so slowly, keeping up the sedate and constant pace. At first Griddlebone didn't notice the ropes tightening until they started to tug at her wrists and ankles. As Bonerot turned the wheel without a waver in its fluid motion, Griddlebone could feel her joints straining. As she cried and struggled her elbows gave a small pop and promptly dislocated.
Griddlebone screamed as her knees followed suit and then her wrists began the crunch.
Macavity was simple sitting on the edge of the Rack, laughing at her agony. Griddlebone gave a deep long moan as her leg joints dislocated and her arm joints. Her back and chest strained painfully but they could not stop the steady turning of the wheel.
Just when Griddlebone thought her bone would crumble, Macavity held a paw for Bonerot to stop.
"Griddlebone, just tell me where she is and this will all be over."
"I don't know…" Griddlebone replied breathlessly.
Macavity shook his head. "Then I have no other choice. Bonerot, get the gallows…"
"No please!" Griddlebone screamed, "Please let me go, I'll do anything, anything!"
"Then tell me where Etcetera is. Just tell me where you think she is and I'll let you go." Macavity insisted.
Griddlebone took a deep breath. She had a good idea where her daughter might be but she wasn't going to tell Macavity, he'd just torture and kill her like he was going to do to her. She knew she wasn't the world's perfect mother but she would do anything for her, even if it resulted in her death. "Ok… I'll tell you. When she was a kit we used to watch to sunrise together."
"Where… where?" Macavity demanded.
Griddlebone swallowed hard, feeling cold tears running down her cheeks. "It was never in the junkyard, one cat or another would interrupt our peace. We'd go to the harbour and watch from the roofs of houses. At that time of day there's no one about, if she's anywhere that's where she'd be."
Macavity grinned triumphantly. "I knew you'd see sense, Bonerot put her on the table."
"But I thought you said you'd let me go!" Griddlebone cried fearfully.
"I know. I'm going to let you leave this building. Oh… I must have forgotten to mention you'd be dead by then. Oh, what a shame and you were such a fine whore as well."
Bonerot untied Griddlebone and dragged her limp body over to the blood stained metal table. He strapped her in tightly and clipped the metal loop firmly round her neck. Only her legs could move about freely. Macavity walked over and climbed up onto the table. He wrapped her legs round his waist and turned the screw at the front of the metal loop. Griddlebone felt a cold lump of metal press against her throat, pushing tighter and tighter. Macavity stopped when Griddlebone was starting to gag and lined himself up. Griddlebone could feel him pressing against her. She couldn't be bother by then to stop him entering her with a powerful thrust of his hips. She didn't fight back as her slid in and out of her, moaning her name and relishing in touching her.
Bonerot stood next to her, slowly twisting the screw tighter and tighter. Griddlebone gasped her breath but her paws were tied. She cried out as Macavity pushed himself deeper into her body, starting hurting her. Griddlebone cried with despair as the Hidden Paw raped her and his henchcat slowly suffocated her with the metal contraption.
'So this is it' Griddlebone thought to herself as she fought for air. 'This is how I die. Raped and strangled at the same time.'
Her vision slowly turned into a hazy red and her body became numb. Death was about to take her, she could feel it. As the blackness of death seeped into her vision, the last she thought of was of a young queen, holding a kitten in her paws. As the sunlight hit the stained-glass window, she was engulfed in a wash of vibrant colours. As the image faded so did her soul and she left this world, never to return.
I know the ending's corny but what could I write? Anyway, please R&R.