Rage

Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Rue Bennett

I thought I might feel something odd being back here, like I’d somehow shrivel up into myself and become immobile, invisible like I always was, but it’s the opposite. I’m free. Physically and mentally free to take whatever I want from them just like they took from me. Instead, I want to make them hurt . I want to not only take their freedoms, but I want to steal everything that makes them happy.

As I walk into the warehouse, the cages have doubled in numbers since I was last here, showing me that there’s no sign of this slowing down.

Not unless someone does something about it.

One of the girls in the cages spots me and the light in her eyes is enough to brighten up the darkest depths of hell.

“What the fuck?” A man's voice sounds beside me and it’s a voice I’ve come to know too well.

Stink breath.

“You came back?” He laughs, motioning to his men to grab me. “You’re more fucked up than I thought.”

“I came back to see what your heart tastes like.” Flicking the chainsaw, blood splatters onto the floor, his eyes now on Elias.

“Wait. H-how do you two know each other?”

Elias smiles, practically giddy at the thought of someone knowing who he is.

“I’m after your boss, Liam Schneider,” Elias says , lifting the axe to point it at him, “But you ...sadly your life is not mine to take.”

I take a step forward, dodging the axe Elias hurls toward the man who reaches for me and stink breath takes a step back.

“Holy fuck!” he screams as the axe lands in the middle of the man's eyes, his body plummeting to the ground. He reaches behind him but before he can, I raise the chainsaw to his balls.

“Make another move and say goodbye to your appendage.”

Raising both hands, his jaw tics.

“What’s the plan here, huh? Kill me then what?”

“Taking things day by day, stink breath .” I remove the gun tucked behind his back and flick the safety switch off, then point it at him. “Open your mouth.”

A man's screams echo through the partially empty warehouse and I look back at Elias jerking himself on top of a guard who now has the axe wedged in his thigh. “Yeah baby, give me another scream.”

Returning my attention to stink breath , I slide the barrel into his mouth. “Sit down.”

He does as he’s told, kneeling before me, the power within me beginning to grow as I slowly take it back.

“Elias, bring both the bodies here.”

“ Slasher, I was enjoying myself.” He huffs, stuffing himself back into his pants.

“I know something else you’ll enjoy a lot more than pulling yourself off over this bastard.”

His lips curl into a twisted smile, thrilled, waiting for his next order.

“Pile them up here.”

When the bodies are placed beside me, I remove the gun from stink breaths mouth and place it in his hands, holding the chainsaw by his neck as I stand behind him.

“Shoot them all.”

He hesitates, swallowing as I wait for him.

The chainsaw roars to life in my hands like a warning as I yell, “Are you fucking deaf? I said kill them all!”

Rapid gunfire explodes as the bullets sink into the bodies, the screams of the girls in the cages rattling off the metal doors.

The magazine clicks, indicating an empty round. Throwing the gun onto the ground, he directs his gaze to me. “Liam won’t let this go. This is his best producing warehouse.”

“I’m counting on it.” I whisper, motioning him to move toward the bodies.

Elias grabs the rope from one of the walls and wraps it around stink breaths wrists. Pushing him onto the bodies, he knees him in the face.

“Your blood is like an aphrodisiac.” Turning him around, he removes his belt, then pants and briefs, exposing him.

“What are you doing?” I ask the question before stink breath can.

“Giving it back to him.”

“What!?” Stink breath protests, trying to wriggle out of Elias’ hold. “No! Are you crazy!?”

“Why does everyone ask me that?” Pushing his arms up, stink breath wails in pain. “Now hold still, princess, this is going to hurt a lot.”

I cover my mouth with my hand as he places a condom on himself.

“Look at her.” He yanks his head up and I see pure fear in stink breaths eyes.

“Please don’t do this! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

Elias looks to me for approval when a flash of white fills my vision. My own voice in my head yelling, pleading for all of it to stop when he was inside me multiple times. It didn’t matter that I never said anything and just took it, he would still make it hurt as a challenge to see how much I could take. No matter how much it hurt, or how badly I wanted to die in those moments, I never said a word or made a sound.

“You don’t have to do this! I can tell you where Liam is!” He tries to bargain.

I nod to Elias and turn around, blocking my ears and closing my eyes. Sounds of struggle are muffled in my ears and I try to think of the last moment of joy I remember, but I can’t seem to find one. Sighing, I turn around.

“Just kill me, please, just kill me!” He sobs, his face now pressed against the dead bodies.

“How does it feel?” I crouch so he can look me in the eyes.

His lip wobbles, giving up in his struggle.

“Every time you were inside me, I wanted to scream. I wanted to claw your fucking face off when you hit me.” I twist his ear and bring the whirring chainsaw beside his face. “Just know what you’re feeling won’t ever amount to the times you tortured and killed innocent women and children.”

Sawing his ear off, I throw it aside like litter and just when I think he might pass out. I watch as the life in his eyes dies right in front of me, until there is nothing left but hatred for himself.

“That’s enough.”

Elias stops and removes himself as I lean into stink breaths face, I whisper, “I’ll hang your teeth around my neck, like you wore my dignity beneath your boots.”

A tear rolls down his cheek, his eyes absent from the present moment, clearly disassociated. A wave of calm rushes over me at the sight of my him immobilised.

“We should clean up,” Elias says, discarding the used, bloodied condom on top of the pile of bodies.

“First, we let them out.”

I head over to the cages and swing the axe onto the lock of each of them. The girls gather beside me, thanking me and Elias for rescuing them.

“There’s a car parked just outside the gates, can any of you drive?” I ask the one who looks to be the eldest and she nods. Handing her the keys, I give her a small smile. “Don’t stop, okay, there is a police station an hour drive from here and the car has plenty of petrol to get you there.”

“Thank you,” she says, ushering the rest of the girls out the door. When I turn around, Elias has already gathered the bodies into black body bags.

“Where did you find those?” I ask, watching as he zips the last one halfway, stink breath still breathing inside it.

“Does it matter?”

I shrug, making my way over to him. “Guess not...but...” pressing my thighs together, I notice the sweat beads rolling down the side of his neck and onto his blood-stained shirt.

He smiles as I meet his gaze. “Tell me what you want, Slasher,” he purrs, the back of his fingers brushing the exposed skin on my stomach.

“I want you to fuck me on top of them.”

He chuckles, whirling me around and pressing me on top of stink breath . “Anything for you.”

Stink breath stares at me absently and I think he’s accepted that he’ll die here because when he looks at me, the scary man that used to force me down is no longer tall and mighty. He’s meek and immobilised.

Elias removes my shorts and panties as I turn my head to look up at him.

“Show this fucker how to properly fuck a woman.”

Elias grins as he strokes himself behind me, his thick cock as hard as a wooden board.

“Well first,” he gets down to his knees, “You taste her...” licking me from my clit to my ass, he grasps two handfuls of me. “ All of her.”

His tongue twirls around my ass and my breath hitches, my pussy pulsing, needy and hot.

“ Fuck .” I breathe, pushing my hips back, as his tongue travels to my pussy, my arousal now plentiful as he enters me with two fingers, my eyes still on stink breath.

He watches, but I don’t think he sees, so I slap him across the face and his jaw tenses.

“Are you watching how to fuck a woman properly, stink breath?” I moan when Elias inserts another finger, fucking me with them as I hover over another man's body.

“You’re fucking soaking, Slasher,” Elias says.

Leaning in, he sucks my pussy into his mouth, then releases, extending his tongue onto my clit and flicking it back and forth, making me grip onto the body bag. He lifts my leg for me, placing it over stink breath, so I’m left straddling him.

“You’re both fucked ,” I hear him mutter beneath his breath as he looks away.

I force him to look at me, viciously sinching my nails into the skin of his cheeks.

“Right here big guy, this is what I want you to see.” I smile as Elias slides into me, filling me up with his hard cock. “Mm.”

He gives me a few slow strokes, waiting until I adjust, and I roll my hips back into him.

“Harder,” I whimper, now ready for him to fuck me like it’s our first time.

He listens, thrusting into me harder so our skin slaps together in rhythmic movements. His hot breath fans my neck as he leans over me, his tongue licking from my neck to the bottom of my ear.

“You’d look like a million dollars with his teeth around your neck.”

He chuckles when I whimper at his dirty talk, the head of his cock hitting the perfect spot deep inside me.

“Shame they’re all probably rotten.” I breathe, pulling his face to mine as I bite his cheek.

He groans, gripping my hips harder as he pumps into me. Gliding his hand beneath my shirt, he plays with my nipple as I stare down at the man who abused me.

“Sick fucks,” he cries, struggling with our weight on top of him.

I want to laugh but the building orgasm has other plans for me. My legs tighten as I curl my hands into fists, gathering the plastic in them.

Elias’ hand comes down hard and I yelp, smiling at the sting left behind on my skin.

“Just like that...” I pant, “...Yes!”

“Oh yeah, Slasher, come all over my cock.”

I do just that. Quivering, shaking and pulsing, I squeeze his cock inside me.

“Taking notes down there, dickhead?” he asks stink breath who is clearly not enjoying this.

Turning around, I kneel before Elias and take him into my mouth, pushing myself deep until I can’t anymore. I make a point to exaggerate my choking because I never did that with stink breath when he would force himself on me.

“Fuck.” Elias hisses as he thrusts deeper, holding my head in place. “Your throat is my second favourite hole.”

He doesn't let me breathe as he continues to stick himself further until I gag, and he yanks himself out. My ragged breaths make him smirk as I blink, the water build up in my eyes now sliding down my cheeks, no doubt leaving a mess of mascara behind.

“So fucking pretty.” He slaps my face lightly, jerking himself off with his other hand.

“On my face. I want it on my mouth.”

I watch him rub the tip of his cock, his eyes never leaving mine as he reaches his climax, the hot spurts of his come now all over my face and lips.

I could have gone about this a different way. I could have shot everyone in this disgusting place without leaving a trace of evidence but where is the fun in that? Why should I end it so quickly for them when they had no mercy for me?

No. Even in a body bag, I want to make him suffer and rethink everything he’s ever done; to make him realise he deserves all of this.

Turning, I smile at stink breath and lean over to place my lips on his.

Elias cackles manically as stink breath tries his best to wipe away the come from his lips.

“A goodbye gift,” I say, gathering the come on my face with one hand and forcing his mouth open with the other, but he fights me, his jaw snapping as he tries to bite me.

Elias laughs at his pathetic attempt and holds his jaw open so I can slide my fingers into his mouth. “Delicious.” I pat his cheek when I’m done.

“Now...” Standing, I put my clothes back on.

When I look back, Elias already has pliers in his hand. “I’ve never crafted jewellery before...” Placing the pliers on one of stink breath’s molars, he pulls and gurgled screams echo through the near empty warehouse.