WARNING! GRAPHIC TORTURE INVOLVING PHYSICAL AND SEXUAL MUTILATION. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ ABOUT IT PLEASE SCROLL DOWN TO THE BOTTOM FOR THE END NOTE. THE ENTIRE CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO IT.
Chapter thirty
Blood, piss, sweat and fear. That is what this room smelled like and I was loving every minute of it. Half an hour into our torture Embry showed up with his imprint Arianna and my sweet Angela. They both needed closure on the sick and twisted experience of the underground auction. Bella has already gotten her few licks in on behalf of Angela. She said she didn't need vengeance on her own and left everything up to the guys. She even wished she could eat human food so that she could enjoy a bowl of popcorn while watching the show. Freak. I noticed that both Bella and Jasper had changed in their manners and demeanor and I do believe that Peter was referring to them by their demons. I guess the gods are out to play.
So far I count five broken ribs, a busted lip and broken nose, two dislocated fingers, three toenails removed and multiple cuts. The cuts were mine, I refused to phase back to human form until first he had apologized and second he was dead. Angela decided she wanted a piece of this shithead and even though I didn't want her to touch the scumbag I nudged her with my head. Slowly she walked up to Mike with not a hint of her emotions on her face. It was blank and almost soulless. I could hear her in her head chanting 'I can do this' over and over again so I let out three quick yips and it shook her out of her shell. Mike looked up at her and smirked as best he could through the ball gag before trying to say something.
"He's trying to say something, Ang sweetie do you want to hear what he has to say?" Paul asked.
I growled at the sweetie remark.
"Can it Black, she's your imprint you know damn well I see her as a sister. No more, no less."
"Ang, honey?" He asked again.
She only nodded in response.
Paul quickly removed the gag and Mike looked her square in the face before spewing a bunch of disgusting remarks.
"Come on Angie baby, you know you like it. I had you so wet. I only wish I had more alone time with you before you were sold. I could have made you scream my name over and over again."
I growled and hedged forward only to be stopped by Angela holding a hand up to me.
"I bet your furry freak over there can't get you worked up like I could. I got you number sweetie. You like it weird and rough." Mike sneered.
Again I'm growling and again Angela held up a dainty hand and shushed me. Damn I'm whipped.
"Oh you want my numbers you piece of shit, let's just see if you can remember these after the torture is done. 4-7-6-5-0-3-9. Four as in the number of babies I'm gonna give him, all boys that know how to respect and cherish a woman. Seven – the number of orgasms he gave me in the first hour alone. Six – the number of places he claimed me in on our first night. Five to equal the amount of hours I'm betting they torture you for. Zero for the number of birthdays you'll see after this moment. Three is the number of teeth I plan on knocking out of your mouth. And last but not least nine inches long. She raised an eyebrow and smirked at him. He slowly looked in my direction and then back to Angela. He was about to make a wise crack back at her when she let out a feral grunting scream while simultaneously swiveling in a roundhouse kick to his jaw. Damn that was hot! He spit out a bunch of blood and in the deafeningly silent room all of us heard the distinct sound of three teeth bouncing across the floor. Fucking hell I want to claim her all over again!
I was worked up again and reached out a paw and slashed the left side of his pants to ribbons. I was growling and snarling and grunting and clawing at the ground but not at Mike. It was directed at the wolves and vamps in the room. Of course they couldn't understand me the pack was still in human form. Peter asked what was the matter and the boys were just shaking their heads. Angela finally spoke up.
"He wants Mike stripped and strung up from the rafter and then the ball gag can be placed back in unless you want to hear him scream." Angela whispered as she nuzzled into the fur in Jacob's shoulder.
"Dearest I hope your wolf is not suggesting that one of us fuck him because I can tell you straight up that my warriors cock is not getting anywhere near his filthy ass. And I'm certainly not taking a dildo to his ass either." Enyo asked. Ah the familiar solid red eyes of Bella's demon were glaring at me now.
I whined and Angela translated.
"No, he wants an open playground for the torture but he's leaving the idea of rape out there for someone else to decide upon."
"Gross." Paul , Jared and Embry replied at one time.
"Let's just table the rape talk until he's strung up and naked. I'm feeling a little inspired by the burns on he's chest and would like to mark his back." Embry suggested.
Peter and Charlotte stripped him and ran a rope through his handcuffs and up to the ceiling. Enyo reminded us that Bella wanted him hog tied at some point so we decided to allow Embry to make his mark on Mike's back before we fulfilled Bella's wish.
When he was up in the air dangling like a piece of meat the girls started laughing. Embry was busy carving something into shithead's back so his front was turned away from me. Paul finally decided to ask what was so funny and Charlotte once again spoke to us men.
"Apparently he really is a pencil dick." Charlotte giggled before stopping Embry's design to turn Mike towards us.
Oh shit is that thing even considered a penis. It can't be more than three inches when rock solid. Sucks to be him.
"You know shit for brains before my mom was aware of what I really am she thought I was on steroids. Do you know what she would tell me every day? She would say 'you know steroids shrinks your winkie'." Jared chuckled in a high pitch woman's voice shaking his finger at Mike.
"Winkie, really Jared?" Paul laughed.
"Hello have you met my mother? You know she can't bring herself to say penis, dick or cock. She always has cute little names for the privates as she refers to them. She even uses that nickname for pussy from that TV show, uh what's it called oh yeah a va jay jay." Everyone aside from Mike laughed at that one.
"Okay can we get back on target with the torture?" The Major bellowed.
"Ladies and Gentleman, my masterpiece is finished. Does anyone have some water to throw on little winkie here? He bled like a fat pig and it's hard to tell what I designed, besides I think he may have passed out he stopped twitching two minutes ago." Embry announced.
After splashing his face and back with ice cold water Embry turned his design around so that we could all see it. Fucking awesome! Embry had carved four paw prints in a walking pattern across his back.
After that we took turns torturing the pile of shit in front of us. I clawed him some more and bit his calf. Paul broke his jaw and cheek bone with a strategically placed upper cut and jab. Jared used the same knife Embry did to carve here is Mr. Winkie across his right hip. Peter found a cane and flogger in Esme's closet O' fun and hit his ass so many times with both that he actually broke the skin. Charlotte decided she was inspired by the Indians in the room and scalped him, literally. Not only did she shave him half bald she took out pieces of his skin in the process.
During this time fell in and out of consciousness and during the scalping Bella finally got her wish when they hog tied him and placed his naked body on the metal exam table. Can I just add in my own observation here that the good doctor and his wife are FREAKS! All the stuff we used to torture him with came from their personal collection. Yuck.
And now it came to the Major's turn. Enyo just sat back and watched him pace and circle our masterpiece deciding what he wanted to do first. "Too bad his not a newborn being taught a lesson I could just remove an arm or hand and spit some venom in the wound before placing it back together again." He cooed.
"Yes it is sad, that would be severely painful to endure." Peter agreed.
"How does venom hurt you? Isn't it already running through your body?" Embry asked.
"Yes but only our own venom or that of our mate's is not painful. Anyone else and it would hurt like a bitch." Charlotte replied while nuzzling Peter.
"My warrior."
"Yes my goddess?" Guess we're now dealing with Ares and Enyo. Yup, definitely Ares. Bella once mentioned that his eyes become solid black like shark eyes when the God of War is out.
"Crush his hands. Afterall he won't need them to jerk his little cocktail weenie after today."
"Whatever you want precious."
The grinding sound of his bones actually made my stomach turn. Angela decided that she was done and walked out of the room. I yipped at her and she said she would be in the living room with Arianna.
"Now his feet." Enyo commanded.
"With pleasure my sweet."
If this wasn't a torture to the death scene it would be almost erotic the way they spoke to one another. That or Ares is projecting his lust for Enyo.
"Lay him on the table, face up. Cut his winkie as the wolf referred to it. But just enough to cut the skin."
"Yes my love. Captain hold him in place."
"I'm definitely not touching his cocktail weenie, Sir." Peter replied.
"Find some gloves or something and just do it."
Peter grudgingly found a box of gloves and as he held the penis he actually whimpered. I snorted right along with Jared, Paul and Embry.
"This is gross, he's squishy Sir."
"Don't worry I'll be quick, it's not like there's much to work with."
After he was done Mike had passed out again. I don't think he will last much longer.
"Anything else precious?"
"Slash along his ribcage and that should be enough for me."
"Okay is there anything else we want done because I don't think he's going to make it much longer." Paul announced.
"Yes, flip him on his stomach and then get out. Leave me a bucket of water though." Rosalie replied.
"Rose sweetie, you don't have to do this." Peter said.
"I know, but I want to not only for Bella, Angela and Arianna but for all the girls he's taken and sold." She replied.
She walked over to the cabinet and pulled out a large and ornate wooden box. She opened it and placed the contents on the table next to Mike. It was the largest dildo I have ever seen. And it was made of steel.
"What the hell is that?" Charlotte asked in awe.
"My old best friend, for when Emmett would leave for weekend trips with the guys. I had it specially made."
Ew gross, I just got a mental image of what 'specially made' really means.
We slowly backed out of the room and Rosalie whispered don't worry you three can share the final blow before she threw the water on Mike. He sputtered awake and as we closed the door to just a little more than a crack all we could hear were the blood curdling screams for the next five minutes.
I could hear his heart speeding to an impossible pace and noticed that it also skipped a beat here and there. Rosalie came out with the same expression plastered on her face. "He's all yours boys."
"Jacob, I think you should do it. Angela suffered the most, it should be you." Embry whispered.
Ares just nodded and pulled open the door for me. I walked back in avoiding certain areas of his body because I knew what I would see. I stood at his head and leaned mine down placing my jaw around his head and quickly bit down. His head made a sickening thud on floor and I finally felt vindicated. I quietly walked out of the room and up the stairs. Emmett found me and waved me up another flight of stairs and to a bathroom. "Here's some clothes to change into. Shower off before Angela sees you and brush your teeth as well. I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that I was no longer a sandy brown color. My head and snout were now a deep auburn color from Mike Newton's blood. Oh well my Angela is now safe and no more girls will have to endure what she went through. Now we just need to focus on the nomad issue and the Volturi and Edward and Alice. Fuck when's it gonna end.
Well Mike is dead and I think this will definitely help Rosalie to let go of the past. Way to go Jacob! Don't ask me where I come up with some of those nickname they just pop into my warped little brain. Kisses my pretties!