Chapter 87 #2
Hmmm. Maybe I’ll have her explain this going forward, though I secretly hope we don’t have to do this too often.
“You guessed it! A metal cock ring! Now, you may be thinking you’re getting out of this one Richard since you had a pencil dick that my brother cut off, but guess what?
We have various sizes and I know for a fact that he kept enough there that you’ll still feel this.
” Lark smirks darkly as our guests stare at her in horror.
Richard’s throat bobs repeatedly as he swallows.
She takes everything from Atlas and then hands him back the box which, after grabbing more off the table, he and Razor start passing them out.
Lark steps forward and stops in front of Zac after accepting three boxes from Razor. I step forward, not wanting Lark anywhere near Zac’s dick. With a not so careful cut, I rid Zac of his boxers. Taking the cock ring from the box, I put it on him and secure it.
“Please, this isn’t you, Lark. What are they holding over you to make you do this?”
Her gaze hardens and she shakes her head as she sighs.
“It’s never going to sink in, is it? This is who I am, Zac.
I’ve always had this darkness in me and if you’d have actually taken your rose-colored glasses off, you would have fucking seen it.
Both you and Darren, since he told me something similar.
This is your punishment for what you’ve done to me over the years and for what you would have done to me. ”
She steps back and positions her boxes behind Kelly and Crystal.
Once the others all have on the cock rings, I give Cannon the signal and the hooks holding the chains securing our guests wrists move toward the center of the room. Pushing on Zac’s back, I bend him forward and with absolutely no gentle touch, ram the dildo into his ass.
“Please, stop,” he begs over and over, as do many of our other guests.
I grab a fistful of his hair and yank his head back painfully.
“Why the fuck would we stop? Did you stop going after Lark when she made it clear she didn’t want you?
No. Did you stop when she refused you again and again after that?
No. I know she begged you not to drug her because I heard her myself.
If we hadn’t come when we did, you wouldn’t have stopped then either.
So guess what? We’re not going to stop either,” I growl into his ear.
“Please, don’t do this. What about my baby girl?” Kelly begs as tears roll down her cheeks. Lark’s responding dark chuckle raises the hair on my arms.
“Do you think I believe that? That you actually care about that little girl? You’ve made it quite clear time and time again ever since before she was born, Grace was never a priority for you.
Sure, she had nice things, expensive clothes that probably cost more than someone’s yearly rent, but you’ve never, not once, cared about her.
As soon as she was born, you ordered her to go to the hospital’s nursery.
When she came home, you ignored her. Nannies soothed her whenever she cried.
Not you. Nannies held and rocked her. Not you.
Nannies fed, changed, and bathed her. Not you.
Nannies gave her the attention she needed.
Not you. The only time you ever paid attention to Grace was when you were out in the public eye.
No, you’re only playing that card because you’re hoping we’ll let you go instead of killing you, but that’s not going to happen, Kelly. ”
Seeing that everyone’s done, I give the signal and Cannon raises their chains again. Feeling some sort of need to clear the air, I step up in front of Crystal, and she turns pleading eyes up at me.
“Please, Reaper. I love you. I—,” she starts and I cut her off.
“No, you don’t. All you want is the power that comes with the position.
All of you bunnies are the same. You were there to work.
That’s what you were paid to do. You chose to sleep with the guys in the club.
Willingly. Whenever I was with you, it was because I needed a release.
Lately, as my brothers started pairing up, some of you bunnies seem to think that you have a right to us.
A ‘claim’ to us. That’s the furthest thing from the truth that there is.
None of us would ever take a woman that’s been used by all their brothers as their Old Lady.
And when the one you ‘claim’ is yours ends up rejecting your advances, sometimes repeatedly, you set out to sabotage their relationships.
Those that do that are the lowest of the low in my opinion.
So, no Crystal. You aren’t getting free by crying and batting your fake eyelashes at me.
I love Lark. She’s my Old Lady, and soon she’ll be my wife as well as the mother of my children. ”
Her face scrunches up before she screams.
“Why?! Why would you choose that fat bitch that’s been burnt to a crisp over someone like me?”
“Hm, I wonder why,” I deadpan which has my brothers chuckling. I shake my head at her. “Some may think you are pretty, but that is only skin deep. Inside? You are vile down to the very marrow of your bones. I want nothing to do with you.”
Lark steps up to me and I wrap my arm around her waist, giving it a bit of a squeeze. Leaning down, I ignore Crystal’s rants and whisper in her ear. “Anything else you need to ask any of our guests?”
She shakes her head. “I don’t think so. I got what I wanted out of these two and kept an ear on what you and Loki were doing with Zac and Richard. As for his men, I’m sure we’ll find out what all they had to say soon enough.”
Giving her waist another squeeze, I step up to the front of the room near Zac and Kelly and those of my brothers with remotes follow suit.
Without another word, I give the signal and everyone turns on their switches for the dildos then my brothers and I turn on the cock rings while Lark turns on the metal claw braws.
My ears ring at the volume of their screams and once again I’m grateful the walls around this room have been soundproofed and have two feet of concrete beyond that.
After a few minutes, all eight of their bodies lay limp in their chains as blood drips onto the plastic below them.
Keeping a safe distance around them, I take a knife from Devil and walk back toward Darren, not surprised when Lark follows me. She swallows thickly and her eyes mist over.
“I really did mean what I said before. We will try to find Genivieve. If we are able to find her, we will make sure she goes to a good home.”
He swallows thickly. “I know, and I thank you for that. Especially since you don’t have to.
” He clears his throat and looks around sheepishly.
“I’ve had a lot of time to think in here, and more than once one of the club members has come down here and told me what a fucking idiot I’ve been.
I’m sorry, Lark. I do love you. I thought if you spent enough time around me that you’d grow to love me too, but I see the error in that now.
If Genivieve ever does find out about me, please let her know that I love her too.
And that I’m sorry for everything that I did to you, Lark.
” He takes a deep breath and looks up at me. “I’m ready.”
I swallow thickly at that, but step around him.
Lark swallows thickly as well before turning and walking back toward the front of the room, knowing that she did that purposefully.
I take that moment to slide the knife across his throat, slicing deep enough so that he’ll go quicker that way.
He sputters and gasps, but soon, he too falls silent.
Doc and Patch go around the room, verifying that everyone’s dead. When they’re done, I look up at my brothers. Without another word, they start their routine.
Crossing the room, I head towards Lark who is talking quietly with Loki, and as I get closer, I realize he’s talking with her about her boots.
“Wash up and then grab your things and head to the locker room, soeur (sister). Leave your boots by the door, we’ll clean them for you.”
Doc stops me before I reach her. “Reap, you should clean up and head up with our Queen. I think she might need you after this.”
I give him a chin lift in thanks as my tense muscles loosen. I think she will as well. Especially with that last conversation with Darren.
Clasping him on the shoulder, I follow Lark to the wash basin. After we wash up, we leave our boots right inside the door and I follow her toward the locker rooms.