Fucking liar!
I didn't like this maggot anyway. I pulled the weapon from between his lips. Driving my fist into his mouth, I listened to his teeth snap from the blow. His scream was muffled by the blood he choked on.
I moved in close, whispering in his ear. "Regardless, you're going to die tonight. How long it takes depends on how useful you make yourself."
His resolve broke fast. They always did when pain replaced their silence. In less than ten minutes, we had everything. He told us about the entire guest list, which we already knew about. The floor plans, which we are privy to. The guy told us he didn't know the cartel that well; he only knows the routine because he's been to three of his parties in the past. He knew nothing about Hector's routine—that we have yet to see. He hasn't been in the compound all day, but it really doesn't matter at thispoint. We will be at the party, and that's when all hell's going to break loose.
Arturo spilled everything he knew, whimpering like a beaten dog the whole time. He was of no use to me any longer. All I saw before me was another coward who liked to hurt and abuse women. I pulled his hair back; the words hissed through my teeth.
"Tell me what you have done to the women you have used at Hector's over the years, and you better not fucking lie."
His eyes shifted between Jacob and me. He ran his tongue over the dried blood on his lips.
"Nothing terrible. I just, you know, fucked them like…regular." I threw my head back and laughed while scanning the pictures along the walls.
"Now we both know that's a fucking crock of shit, and because you lied, it's time to give you a taste of your own medicine."
I looked at Jacob. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"A little torture, boss?"
I nodded. Jacob pulled the packet of condoms from his pocket. I figure he hasn't had any pussy in a month because he's been with me the whole time. This man's asshole would do just fine. I released him from his confines. He sat in the chair with a dazed look on his face.
"Stand up and remove your fucking pants, underwear too." I ordered. He looked at me, terrified.
"Why do you want me to take my jeans off?"
I punched him on the side of the head.
"Just do what the fuck I told you to do, now!"
He stood up with tears in his eyes, almost falling on his ass because his legs were shaking so badly. He obeyed, standing in front of us naked from the waist down. I grabbed him roughly by his face and turned his head toward the wall where he proudly displayed his past victims in pictures.
God only knows where these women are now.
I wasn't sure if they were even alive.
"This is for all those women you hurt."
I pointed to my partner, who had already removed his pants, stroking himself. I almost laughed because the apron hung like a short skirt on him.
"This man here is going to make you squeal like a pig when he tears your insides apart with his fat cock. Bend over the chair and hold on to the sides tightly. He will not go easy once he's buried in your ass."
He begged us not to rape him. I didn't want to fucking hear it. An eye for an eye, motherfucker. "Please….please. I am sorry for what I've done. It's a sickness. I can't help myself. Please don't hurt me!"
I laughed in his face as I pushed him forward. He grabbed onto the sides of the chair, still sobbing and pleading. I tuned the maggot out. If anyone deserved this type of punishment, it was people like this fuckstick. Jacob stood behind him, pulling his hips even with his groin.
""Hold on tight, you pussy. I'm coming in hard."
Before the guy could protest, Jacob slipped on the lubricated condom and pushed into the guy's backside. His screams were feral, and Jacob hadn't even started yet.He wrapped his hand around the man's lips and continued to thrust into Arturo's body until he was completely buried.
"Shut the fuck up," Jacob hissed as he brutalized his ass.
I took this time to look around the living room, staying close by in case Arturo tried anything stupid. The eyes of the women in the portraits looked haunted, empty…terrified. As I listened to the monster screaming bloody murder while his ass was being shredded, my thoughts went out to the many women who passed through these walls.
I'm sure they went through hell.
He deserved the cruelty being inflicted on him. There would be no mercy before he died. I'm sure he didn't give a shit what his victims endured. When Jacob finally finished with him, I walked back over to the man's trembling body. He collapsed over the chair, his breath coming in quick gasps.
