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Chapter Six
Branson
When I walk into the workroom to see Teddy with her ass up, Bud behind her, I freeze. My entire body feels cold at first. A hot tingle of anger forms from my middle as my chest heaves. Bud doesn’t turn around, fumbling with his belt buckle, but Teddy turns her head slightly, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, tears rushing down her face.
“Branson.”
I see the shape of her mouth form my name, though I can’t hear her.
Something inside me cracks. I feel something I never have before.
Desire. To hurt. To be the cause of pain.
White-hot rage builds. Years of fury and anger, of love, bubble over. My fingers twitch, curling up into a fist. The corner of my lip turns up, but it’s no smile. The submission all but flows out of me and I turn my head, cracking my neck.
For once, I’m not holding back from what I want.
The sound that leaves my throat as I rush forward is guttural and raw. I don’t even realize I’ve grabbed an iron bar from beside the door until it comes down on Bud. A resounding crack echoes in the room and he falters. I absently note Teddy scrambling from underneath him, but I have attention only for this.
Bud turns to look up at me, his shock turning to anger when he realizes it's me.
“You little slave piece of sh—”
I bring the iron down again on his arm as he tries to stand. His scream is music to my ears as I feel the bone snap beneath the weight. He cradles his arms to his chest as I pace in front of him. Sweat pours down my back and face, and I feel the corner of my mouth turn up further as tears pour down his face.
“Your tears are even sweeter than your blood,” Teddy once said to me.
My mouth forms a grin as I look down on Bud. She was right.
“Beg for me, Bud,” I say, flicking the iron bar out and smacking it against his side. He squeaks and I laugh.
“P-plea—”
My arm is coming down before he can finish the word.
I feel his bulbous nose crack and relish the gush of blood.
“Beg for me like I begged you for years.”
My arm comes down again and he cries out, his sobs the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.
He tries to drag his body, but there’s nowhere to go. Teddy is crouched on the table behind me, looking down at us, but I ignore her and bring the iron down again across his back.
Snap.
Again, and again, and again.
Blood splatters against my face and chest, into my open mouth, but I don’t stop. Even when he ceases moving. The sound the iron makes as it strikes is wet and hard as his head is ground into the floor.
I hit one more time before standing and dropping the bloody iron at my side.
My chest heaves, adrenaline coursing through me like I’ve never felt before. My skin crackles and tingles as though alive for the first time. Is this what I’ve been missing?
I look towards the metal table and finally notice the dead whore on it and am surprised to feel a pang of regret she’s already gone.
A small noise has me snapping my head up. Teddy’s big green eyes are wide with shock, her mouth a perfect O as she pants lightly. I make no move, just watch her with a predatory gaze. She licks her lips, and a smile crosses her face.
Her voice is breathless as she gets off the table and moves closer to me. I feel my dick jump and my teeth clench. When she reaches out and her hand touches my chest, I move fast. I grip her wrist tightly, pushing her back until she hits the wall. My other hand comes up and around her neck, squeezing.
