Chapter 87
Reaper
I step forward and Loki moves aside as I cauterize Richard’s wound so he won’t bleed out. As he’s gasping for air, he glares at me and I hum.
“I’d say Loki here did you a favor. I can’t imagine being able to please anyone with that micro penis.”
And I really do mean that.
It’s so small it looks like a toothpick.
Richard’s arms tense as if he’s trying to pull himself up straighter but stops when Loki brings his bloody blade up to his cheek.
“That’s my sister you were talking about drugging and rapping. I don’t take kindly to people who do that shit on a normal day, but when it’s about family,” he pauses as he gives Richard a feral smile, “then things get extremely dangerous for said person.”
I turn back to Zac to find him staring down at Richard’s dick that Loki had tossed down on the ground, his mouth opening and closing like a gasping fish.
“What was going to happen after that?” I ask him and for the first time, pure fear shines out through his eyes.
He nervously licks his lips, his gaze darting between the dick on the ground and me.
“I-I was going to take her to a place I’d bought about a couple of hours north of here.
I had everything set up. I know she likes the woods, so I made sure there were floor to ceiling windows to let her see it all and there’s a small lake nearby as well.
I stocked it with everything she likes,” he pauses as his lip curls and a bit of his fear recedes as his anger returns, “except for those that are beneath her or a woman’s station, the carving, beer making, and hunting. Those are men’s tasks. Not women’s.”
I bring the torch up and burn his nipple until the skin blisters red hot. Ignoring his sobs and cries, I bring the flame up by his face, not touching him, but enough for him to feel the heat.
“You’re a fucking stupid idiot. A woman can just as easily do the same job as a man, and sometimes, even better. No wonder she turned down your chauvinistic ass way back when.”
Then, I touch the flame to his cheek, giving him a mirror image burn like the one on Lark’s ear, cheek, and neck.
“From the sound of it, it seems like you were going to keep Lark under lock and key while fucking teasing her by letting her see but not touch or experience anything outside those windows of yours. So that was your plan? Keep her drugged out of her fucking mind and begging you for sex? Then lock her up in a cage?”
I lower the flame, tracing down his throat and chest in the same spots she’s burned. I would do his arm and hand but that’d be a little hard with how he’s currently strung up.
Shutting off the flame, I pick up my knife and slice the cheek I’d just burned.
I look over my shoulder at Lark who’s got Crystal’s hair in a vice grip and her head is yanked back at an odd angle as she cuts the strands.
Everyone in the club knows Crystal’s vein as fuck and she shrieks in outrage when Lark drops the hair in a biohazard bag we’ll burn later.
“Darlin’? Want to tell these two assholes your news?”
A slow, satisfied grin pulls at her lips as she walks over to me and places a hand at the small of my back.
Worry instantly eats at me when I feel a small tremble in her fingers, but I don’t press her about it right now.
She told me she’d tell me if things got too rough down here and I have to trust her.
Then I notice her gaze is locked on the burns I just gave Zac.
She slides her gaze over to Richard and gives an approving nod. She steps up beside Loki and rests her blade on the skin of Richard’s pec. Not quite biting into it, but she is applying a bit of pressure to it.
“Even if you had managed to get me to sign those papers, you still wouldn’t have gotten anything of ours.”
The room damn near goes silent except for the grunts from the men Devil, Beast, Punisher, and Odin are working on.
“W-What do you mean? I’ve seen the paperwork. Everything’s in your name. Everything. Nothing’s been changed. I’d know. My contacts in city hall and in the lawyer’s office would have told me if they had.”
Lark laughs, low, dark, and raspy. “See, that’s where you’re wrong.” She pauses and drags the knife down his pec.
“It took a bit of work but we found out who your contacts were, and well, now they’re in our pockets.”
Panic flares in Richards eyes but Lark ignores it and continues, never taking her eyes off him.
“Everything we had was changed seeing as I’ll be getting married here soon. To protect my family’s legacy, not only does the paperwork need my signature, but they also need Reaper and Devil’s signatures.”
Richard’s brows lower at that as he tries to think through why she’d require our signatures, and she smiles a dark smile that’s full of teeth and sends a shiver down my spine.
“Should anything happen to me before Reaper and I have children, and so long as my uncle doesn’t have any children at that point, then Reaper inherits everything.
If something also happens to him, then the Steel Archangel’s inherit everything, which is why Devil’s signature is also needed since he is the VP of Junction Creek’s chapter. ”
Richard’s face pales before he starts spewing obscenities at Lark, getting so angry, spittle starts flying from his mouth.
“Like I said before,” Lark says, ignoring his tirade, “you will never get your hands on our land. And if you’d have listened to Reaper a long time ago, as well as the rest of the people in this town, you would have known that we don’t want to have Junction Creek turned into a white-collar and upper crest version of the Wisconsin Dells. ”
“You stupid fucking cunt! I don’t give a fucking rats ass what this town thinks! I own and will own almost all of it before long and then I’ll do as I fucking please! I’ll ruin you and the club and then take what’s rightfully mine!”
I snag her waist and pull her into my side when I recognize the look on Loki’s face. He steps forward and Richard howls in pain as Loki drives his blade into Richard’s thigh.
He grabs another blade that Smithy brings over and taps Richard’s cheek with the flat of it. “Now, now, remember what I said about you threatening my family members? It really pisses me off when people don’t pay attention. Did you know that?”
I tune him out as I look over what Lark’s already done to Kelly and Crystal.
Both of them got a bit of the beautification process as Half-pint calls it.
Their hair is chopped close to their heads and in uneven chunks.
I know she would have ripped their nails off but with this many people in here, it’d be a bit hard.
Hmmm. Might need to fix that for her going forward.
She’s sliced into their bodies multiple times, some of them rather large and deep, and I wonder if it’s time to move things along.
As if she was reading my mind, Lark raises her eyebrow and glances up at the upper shelves where Half-pints special toys are stored. I grin and wink as I pat her hip, letting her know I’m okay with it.
I turn back to Zac, whose eyes are locked on Lark, so he doesn’t know I see his eyes widen dramatically and his body starts trembling when she comes closer with her two boxes for the ladies.
Inside are the metal claw bras and the metal dildos.
All of our guests go silent as they watch in fear as Lark starts assembling the metal claw bras.
“You know, we have a pretty low tolerance for those who drug and rape people as well as the people that help them achieve their goals. We’ve already dealt with Alvin, Ryan, Dane, Justin, and Elijah.
” She pauses as she looks up at Richard and fakes innocence as she raises her hand to hover in front of her mouth.
“Ooops! Or did you not notice that you could no longer find your pathetic lackeys?” She shrugs and goes back to assembling.
“They all broke pretty easily, and it looks like the rest of your lackeys seem to have broken just as easily,” she says as she points at them with a metal section.
I look closer at them and notice all of them are hanging limply from their chains, but from the slow rise and fall of their chests, they’re alive. Just barely.
“Now, these little babies, as well as a few others, are something my future sister-in-law designed and had made. This device is a metal claw bra and the tips are kind of like fishing lures. When they pierce under your skin, little hooks will drag and claw at the muscles under the skin.” She pauses as she hooks the chain around Kelly’s neck and secures her bra in place and then does the same for Crystal.
Then she takes the box Atlas hands her and pulls out the metal dildo.
“These guys are exactly what they look like. Metal dildos which everyone will get the pleasure of enjoying. Now, this isn’t just a metal dildo.
They also come with a special feature just for special people like you guys. ”
She makes sure her fingers are in the safe zone as we’ve started to call it and nods at Atlas.
He flips a switch which reveals the spikes and then he flips another switch to activate the second dildo that’s inside the metal casing, and the dildo starts to move slightly from the vibrations.
All of our guests start talking, trying to spill everything they can to try and avoid that punishment.
A piercing whistle from behind us has each of them quieting down, but none of them take their eyes off the still slightly vibrating dildo.
With another nod from Lark, Atlas shuts off the inner dildo and retracts the metal spikes. She hands the dildo to him and then picks up the last item in the box.
“Whereas the metal claw bras are for Kelly and Crystal, this little guy is for the rest of you.”
She tilts her head toward Atlas again, and all of the men groan and try to cross their legs as the metal spikes pop out. A second later, he flips another switch and it starts to rotate.
“Yup!” Lark exclaims in a way too chipper voice that I fucking love.