Page 40 of Clover

It’s true of all the families in the Syndicate, the Shaw’s are the least liked. They have allies in the James’s and Kingsley’s but not many. And since we are the enforcers of the bunch, we have many more capable killers on our payroll than any others. It would be a mess, but he knows we would come out on top.

Reaching into the bag we brought with us, I produce two ropes with canvas sacks tied to each end filled with screws and nuts from my garage. They’re heavy and have a few jagged edges.

“What the fuck are those?” Braxton is finally starting to realize this isn’t going to be a simple beating like before. Not this time. I’m older and have a lot more tricks up my sleeves now.

“Oh, these?” I swing the sack rope side to side as I position myself on his right, and Beau goes to his left. “These are nut sacks. We thought we’d show you what a real pair looks like. And feels like.”

The rope swings and picks up speed as I swirl my wrist, propelling it in a circular motion building up momentum. Once it has a good speed going, I underhand release it, and it flings under Braxton’s chair. Smacking right up into his dangling testicles. Before strapping him down, we removed the center of the seat, so it has a nice big hole exposing his ass, dick, and balls. Since we also zip-tied his legs open to the chair, he can’t cringe and try to protect himself.

“Aaaaahhhh motherfucker!” Before Braxton can even breathe through the pain, Beau swings his nut sack and hits him again from the other side. His screams echo through the large room, and it’s motherfucking music to my ears.

Adrenaline, rage, self-righteousness, and the sweet taste of satisfaction fill me. We swing the sacks into his sad sack until he can’t stop the tears, no matter how much he grits his teeth and snorts like a pig trying to breathe through it. Leaning down, I whisper in his ear.

“So, how does it feel to have a real pair of nuts between your legs?”

“Feels great. You’re really missing out. You should try it.” He tries to make a dig at me, but between the snot running down his face and the black and purple spreading through his groin, it doesn’t really have the effect he hopes for.

“Maybe you’ll like to see what a real shaft feels like next.” Beau hands me a cattle prod he produces from the duffle bag. I had wanted to just use whatever cylindrical item I found lying around, but Beau told me this would be better. Not sure why but I’m sure I’ll find out. Soon. When it comes to anal, I’ll trust Beau on what he says.

“Ooh, I’m so scared. What are you gonna do shock me?Sooriginal.” He tries to laugh, but the movement makes him wince, and he stops abruptly. He is trying to still himself enough that the pain radiating from his dick and sack doesn’t force him to pass out. I can see it written all over his contorted face.

“Oh, no, no, no. I’m going to fuck you with it. Just like you did to Clover.” His eyes practically bug out of his head.That’s right, now you fear me. Since you know where I’ll be sticking this electrified pole in about thirty seconds.

The sun has all but set now, the only light from the halogen overhead. There are no honking horns or noises from the city here. Just the muffled crunch of my boots on scattered leaves and broken glass and debris left behind by whatever manufacturer used to operate here decades ago. There are empty leftover crates scattered with tags and spray-painted art coating the rotting surfaces.

Actual real fear shimmers in Braxton’s waterlogged shit brown eyes. He should be afraid because this is going to hurt a lot. Now I’m going to be the monster, and he will be the prey.

“No, no, no. We can figure something out. Make a deal, like last time.” He never removes his eyes from the cattle prod, so he can’t see the hatred in mine. Mentioning Flacon while I have him tied to a chair and about to fuck him with an electric cattle prod probably isn’t the smartest idea he’s ever had. Right after taking my girl and hurting her.

“Sorry, all out of deals today. And you weren’t exactly keeping up your half of the last deal.”

“What? I didn’t fucking touch your sisters or your cousins.”

“No. instead, you touched the girl I love. Big. Fucking. Mistake. Beau.” I nod to my cousin to help me move him into a better position. We pick up his chair, flipping him over and propping him on his knee’s face firmly planted on the dirty cement floor.

“This looks about right. Is this how you had her?” Growling between clenched teeth, I can’t say more without losing it. Rosie had told me what Clover had confessed to her about what Braxton had done. Cuffing her wrists to her ankles and putting her face down on the bed when he—had his way with her.

“Yeah, I took her like this. Touched her sweet pussy and slid my dick inside her tight ass.” He chokes out one last jab laced with the terror he can’t mask. “She loved it when I took her from behind, squirmed, and got so wet for me.” He tries to laugh and make it seem like he’s not scared shitless.

There’s nothing he can say to stop what’s about to happen, and he knows it. The asshole thinks he’s invincible. He’s about to learn otherwise.

The underside of his balls is bruised and swelling. That’ll only add to the pain he’s about to feel. Gently I tap the handle against his swollen nuts. His entire body shutters and convulses with the slightest touch. Teasing him like I’m sure he teased Clover, I rub the inactive prod against his taint and circle his tight puckered hole. His butt cheeks clench reflexively, trying to protect the sensitive area. His cries and moans are muffled by his position. Beau holds him down so he can’t try to flip over.

“Does that feel good, Braxton? Do you like it up the ass?”

“Keep it set on the lowest setting. He’s going to love and hate this. Just like he made Clover feel when he pumped her full of Harley.” Every time I hear about something Braxton did to Clover second-hand from my cousins, I see red. She is so ashamed of what happened that she can’t even tell me. I have to get the info from Rosie and Beau. I want to turn the prod up to max, but Beau is adamant about what to do, so I listen. If it’s going to make him feel how she felt, then I’ll do anything he tells me to.

Turning the little dial on the handle, I set it to level one. It flickers to life and crackles from the tip. This one is different from the ones I’ve seen before. It’s not thin but thick like a baton, with the two metal tips flickering at the widest top point. It’s basically an electrocuted battering ram dildo. It’s perfect, and I can’t wait to see why he’s going to love it because I don’t see how any of this could be enjoyable.

I don’t wait for his answer and shove the first few inches inside his rectum. Guttural roars of pure agony tear from Braxton below me.

“Does it turn you on to take women in the ass who think you’re a disgusting sack of shit?” I push in farther and pump slowly. Letting him feel every centimeter of the intrusion. He doesn’t play the cocky, hardass now. Now he’s blubbering like the fucking bitch he is. A sound comes from Braxton that doesn’t sound completely like pain but pleasure, like he actually is enjoying this.What the actual fuck? He is sick and twisted.

“Are you actually enjoying this?” His body shakes and pulses with the small electrical voltage running through him, and he moan screams again. Pleasure-filled agony. I pull the prod out and send a questioning look to Beau, who’s grinning from ear to ear in pure unadulterated glee at what he’s seeing. Bending over, I look down to see Braxton’s dick is completely hard and thumping like a rabbit’s foot.

“What the hell?”

“The electricity stimulates his prostate, forces an erection and orgasm. But the thick staff of the prod and the electricity also causes pain. If we do this over and over with each orgasm he has, even that becomes painful. A man can only stand to come so many times before it becomes torture.” Beau explains to both of us because I didn’t even know what I was doing other than ass raping him with a blunt object. “He won’t want to come, but he won’t be able to stop it. It will force a painful pleasure until it just becomes pain.” Beau’s eyes are wide and filled with a pure sadistic evil I didn’t know my cousin possessed. He gives me a nod to continue, and I do. Sliding the prod back into Braxton’s ass, he again twitches and spasms but moans through the forced arousal in protest.

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