Chapter 18 #3
My mind instantly goes to Camile and what she went through, and all the other women I bet this sick piece of shit has harmed, and I ram the handle in even harder, making him shriek.
“I suggest you start talking,” I say. “How did you know where to find Camile?”
In between grunts and moans and gasps for breath, Ledger talks. “I-I saw her climb your fence. That night I took her on a date.” He lets out a groan and his back arches, his butt clenching. “I knew I couldn’t take on a whole MC. I had to find a way in.”
I keep fucking him with the handle. I can’t tell if he hates or loves it. “So you approached the Revenants?”
“Just some outcasts. Offered them money... Oh, fuck…”
I keep going, giving an extra firm jab. “And the Revenants contacted our guys?”
He whimpers. “Yeah. They said they knew people in your club who would be open to a bribe.”
So far, so good. Everything he’s telling us makes sense.
“What information did Camile give you?” We need to know what the lay of the land is if we need to figure out what actions to take next.
“She gave me the location of the safehouse.”
“Bullshit.” I fuck him harder.
There’s no way she’ll have given him the correct information.
Ledger squeals. “My family have sent people to search for it. Once we find it, the rest of her family will be dead, and then she’ll have no one.”
“She’ll never have no one,” I growl. “She has us.”
I shove the handle harder with one hand and keep up the speed on my cock with the other. “Fuck, I’m going to come soon, Ledger. How about you?”
“No, please.”
But I can’t stop now. My ass clenches, my thighs tremble, and I let out a groan, as pleasure shoots through my dick and stream after stream of cum hits Ledger in the face.
“Fucking hell, Ace,” Big Mike swears, wrinkling his nose and turning his face. He looks to Jack. “Your boy is fucked in the damned head.”
I don’t care about them seeing me come. I’ve done far worse in public.
“Aaah, fuck.” Ledger gags as my cum drips off his eyebrows and eyelashes and off the end of his nose. I think I even got some in his mouth.
I keep fucking him with the broom handle, but I slow it a little, make it less harsh.
Suddenly I have a different goal than just pure pain.
I want to humiliate him, the way his hired men did to Camile.
The look she had on her face when we found her will haunt me forever.
The worst thing you can do to a person is take away their right to choose and their bodily autonomy.
He put Camile in that position, and probably Rook, too. I want Ledger to feel the same loss of control and the same shame.
In fact, in many ways, he’s going to get off lightly compared to them, because we’re going to kill him sooner or later. He won’t have to live with this forever, the way Camile and Rook will.
I can see from the way he’s shaking now, his leg muscles tensing and relaxing, that I’m hitting the right spot. Suddenly, his entire body goes rigid. His hips jerk, and he climaxes all over the side of the box with an agonized grunt.
I can’t help laughing. “You really did like it too much. Perhaps I need to be a little rougher. Or was it my cum that got you off in the end? Did some get in your mouth, and the taste pushed you over the edge?”
“You’re fucking sick.” Tears streak down his face, and the fact that I made this sick fucker cry gives me a twisted sense of satisfaction.
“Who is waiting to hear from you?” I demand. “Or I’m going to turn this handle the other way around. Last chance.”
“My family. When they don’t, they’ll descend on this place like a swarm of fucking locusts and wipe you all the fuck out, including the girl. You have no idea who you’re messing with.”
“Oh, I think I’ve got a good idea, and I think you’ve probably underestimated us.”
He snorts through the blood and the tears and the cum. “A bunch of redneck American bikers against the cartel? You’re all walking dead men, especially when my family find out what you’ve done to me.”
I chuckle. “The family who didn’t even support you coming here? I’d like to be a fly on the wall for that conversation. I’m sure your father would love to hear how you got a face full of cum and a broken broom handle shoved up your ass. Will you tell him you lost your load, too? That you liked it?”
He glares at me with fire in his eyes. “Fuck you!”
“Too late, I already fucked you, in more ways than one.”
I pull out the handle and toss it to one side. “Hogtie him again,” I tell Big Mike. “We’ll come back for round two later.”
“You might as well kill me now,” Ledger says.
I shake my head at him. “You should be dead, but I’m not going to give you the pleasure. I’d rather keep you here to torture and use you as insurance, for the moment, anyway. I can always change my mind on that.”
Putting myself away, I observe the chaos I’ve created. “Oh, one more thing.” I look to Big Mike. “Mind if I borrow your gun?”
He hands it to me.
With three quick shots, I put a bullet in each of the Numbnuts skulls. Then we leave Ledger to think over what he’s done.