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Glancing at Hunter, I ask, “If I cut his dick will he die?”
He shakes his head, “Nope. It’ll hurt like a bitch, but he won’t die. Mia cut a man’s dick off once. There’re no arteries in the dick.”
I step forward and slice into his flaccid cock. His screams echo off the concrete walls and I don’t hate it.
“Please Jade,” he cries, “I’m begging you.”
I can’t hold down my giggle. Not that I want to, “Do you know how many times I begged you to stop whipping me? Raping me?”
He hangs his head in defeat. Craig knows he’s fucked, still he continues to beg me. The torturer becomes the tortured. If that’s not poetic justice, I don’t know what is.
“Get a whip, baby. On the other side of the room behind the half wall.”
I set the knife on the metal table and make my way around to the other side and find an array of whips in various sizes hanging from hooks on the wall. I get one that I think will hurt the worst.
Hunter stands back, his arms folded over his chest, grinning at me, “Have at it, Sassy. Give him back what he gave to you. When he begs you to stop and he will, hit him harder.”
I smile at Craig while holding the whip up, ready to strike, as he shakes his head furiously, “Don’t. Please.”
First, I strike his chest repeatedly. Red marks appear making my heart swell with joy. I can’t even count the number of times he beat me bloody with whips. The only time he didn’t was when he was busy with work.
I stand back a bit further and stare down at his bleeding dick.
“This one is for Cecilia. Remember her? The eight-year-old little girl you took. You were so vicious with her because she cried for her mom so much. She died within weeks. You literally beat her to death until her tiny body gave up.”
Striking his bloody stump with the whip, he lets out a piercing wail. His body slouches down, if it weren’t for his wrists stuck in the cuffs on the cross, he’d hit the ground. After hitting him dozens of times and making him bleed my arms are sore, so I drop the whip.
“Do you want to make him bleed more? Or do you want me to do it?” Hunter asks.
“You,” I say, breathing heavily while massaging my aching arm.
He nods, “If at any point it’s too much you can take the elevator upstairs and wait there.”
Shaking my head, I say, “I’m not going anywhere. I want to watch this piece of shit suffer the way I did.”
Hunter steps up to him, Craig looks like shit, he’s got slash marks from the whip all over. His dick looks like a science experiment gone wrong, he’s white as a fucking ghost. He doesn’t even look when Hunter is right in front of him.
Quietly, he begs, “Just kill me. Get it over with.”
Hunter laughs softly, “Sorry old man, not gonna happen. This might take days.”
He runs his knife down his chest, just enough to cut him, being careful not to cut too deep.
Then he turns and winks at me, “I’m going to clean off the knives. If we leave Max’s knife bloody, he’ll go crazy.”
He points to the bathroom, “I’ll just be in there. Do you want to come, or will you be okay?”
I smile, “I’m fine, babe. I’ll be fine from here on out.”
Craig appears lifeless, as I say my final words to him. It’s not for him it’s for me, “You didn’t break me. I’m not ruined. Your reign of terror is over. My life is only beginning. Yours is done. While you’re dead, I’ll be living my best life. You tried to ruin us. In the end you only destroyed yourself.”
“Jade. Help me.”
Arching an eyebrow at him, I laugh, “Seriously?”
“Please. This isn’t you. If you release me, I can get out before he’s out of the bathroom. Don’t let him turn you into this person.”
He tries to lift his head to look at me, but he has no strength left. Even if I released him, I doubt he could make it out the door on his own.
