Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
“You know what I don’t like, Dommie? When other men come near what’s mine. I don’t like to share my toys. When you touch my property, you are basically saying you’re prepared to forfeit your life.” I twist the knife inside before pulling it out and lodging it deep in his ass again.
Blood puddles at Dominic’s feet. His knees give out from the pain, and he slouches on the floor.
I gently pull up on the knife, “I wouldn’t recommend that, Dommie.” Dominic freezes. I can almost hear the grind of his little pea brain working. “Wouldn’t want the knife to slip and tear your internal organs apart. Creating the perfect wound is an art form, and you wouldn’t want to see how angry I get when someone fucks with my art.”
Richard’s head has fallen to the side, and blood pours from his neck. Good, I hope the fucker bleeds out slowly. I shove the blade deeper into Dominic and turn to Dariyus. “Did you come here to chaperone, or are you gonna have fun?”
“Seems like you didn’t need me.”
Fuckin Dariyus. All talk and no action. “You’re such a pussy.”
Dariyus snarls. “You want me to show you who the pussy is, Malachi?”
“You can pretend you’re civil all you want, D, but you and I know you’re just as fucked up. I keep telling you to let it go. You’ll feel a lot better.”
“Please,” Richard gasps. “Please, get me help.”
Dariyus lunges at Richard. He pulls the fucker's head back and spits in his face. “Get you help? Like you did for your daughter?”
Richard’s screams turn shrill as Dariyus sticks two fingers in his eye and forces it out of its socket.
“Damn, D, that was hot. You gave me a boner. Now do the other eye. We can both take a hole and fuck his skull.”
Dariyus holds the eyeball in his hand and turns to me. “Do you ever think about anything other than sex?”
“Yes, torture.”
D shakes his head, his eyes still on me as he plugs up Richard’s nose, which forces his lips to part and allows Dariyus to shove Richard’s eyeball down his throat. “Hope you choke on that, motherfucker.”
With his other hand, he removes his knife and detaches Richard’s cock from his body, forcing Dominic to jerk away. That’s gotta hurt more than his eyeball being ripped out of his face. Richard thrashes, but the eyeball in his mouth muffles his scream.
“Men like you deserve the hottest place in hell if that shit exists. Imagine selling your daughter to this piece of shit.”
Dariyus pushes Richard onto the floor and wraps his hands around the old man’s throat. “If you want to claim a woman as your property, fuckin’ take care of her, help her grow, encourage independence, and love her.”
“I love her,” Richard squeaks.
Dariyus angles Richard’s face toward Dominic. “You call selling her to this disgusting fuck love? A man who’s known for raising three little boys in fucking hell. Scum who forces children to penetrate other children. A man with a harem of women he mutilates because that’s how the sick fuck gets off. You know he likes to cut off nipples and eat them with dessert?” Dariyus abandons Richard’s throat. “If that’s love to you, I’d hate to see what you do to people you don’t like.” D raises his foot, and with one solid stomp, his foot connects with Richard’s skull.
“Fuck you, Richard!” Dariyus yells before he lifts his foot and repeats the action. He hammers Richard’s skull with his foot until his face distorts, and the sound of crushed bones echoes around the room, along with Dominic’s muffled screams.
“Mother fucker. I was going to skull fuck him.” I grab my hard cock and turn to D. “Now, what am I going to do about this?”
“Suck yourself off like that time in Toledo.”
I smile, remembering how we took care of twenty cartel members. It was so hot. Blood and guts everywhere. I asked the guys to bang, but they had their hands full with all the killing, so I sat back and figured out that I’m flexible as fuck.
“If I do that, who’ll take care of this motherfucker?”
Dariyus steps forward, cracking his neck and flexing his fingers. “I will.”
Chapter 18
Dariyus
(Two Years Ago)
Dominic Rhodes. A piece of shit who’s caused so many people's misery. It was easy to get the beasts to stay away today. Those three men probably have more reason than anyone else to hate this piece of shit. I can’t imagine the shit he’s had them do. If they gave a fuck about Dominic and came here today, Malachi and I could be the ones bleeding on the ground.
The fucker looks like a rat. Scrambling back on his hands and knees, head shaking, the bloody end of a severed cock still in his mouth. The fucking pig.