I cried out and thrashed against the wall as I tried to avoid whatever weapon they were trying to use on me. “Please, stop!”
“Take it!” Karim bellowed as he shoved the thing inside of my ass.
I screamed so loudly, my throat burned as the silver burned my insides. I thrashed wildly trying to break free so I could run away and possibly never look back. The pain was probably the worst I had ever felt. My voice cracked as I screamed and cried from the agony.
Karim was without mercy as he fucked me with the rod, ramming it inside me over and over, and each time, I felt my insides being ripped out. I vomited blood as I foamed at the mouth. Everything hurt, even my thoughts, and I just wanted to die.
“Enough,” Ara said. “It is Titus’ turn.”
Karim pulled the rod out and I trembled in both exasperation and fear. “Remember who you bow down to, little brother,” he said before stepping away.
Titus was behind me now and I cried and pleaded for mercy. “I… I am sorry,” I begged for forgiveness.
“You will be,” Titus said right before he pressed the length of the rod against my back, searing my flesh with the silver.
Again, I screamed and tears flowed freely as I suffered the wrath of not just my brothers, but my Father. “Please! Please stop!” I yelled.
“Accept your punishment!” Titus roared, then he continued to press the rod over my thighs, legs, and the small of my back and finally, he shoved it inside of me as Karim had done and I nearly blacked out from the pain. Only the pain was too intense to give me such relief.
Bile rose in my throat and spurted from my mouth. Whatever flesh had healed before, it was being burned away again and I was shown no compassion as they tortured me. To my short-lived relief, Titus pulled the rod from my body and I slacked in the chains. I was weak from losing so much blood on top of not having fed beforehand. I groaned and whimpered as I sensed Nolan approaching. I knew, I just knew he would be the worse.
“I am going to enjoy seeing you scream. You are not special and this proves it, you cunt!” he snarled and shoved the rod deep inside me, even further than the others had, impaling me on it.
I could feel my organs burning away. I could taste the charred flesh on the back of my throat and it horrified me to know that it was coming from my own body. He rammed it inside me over and over, twisting and jabbing. I cried until I didn’t think I could cry anymore. I screamed until my voice went dry, and that was when Ara called Nolan off me.
He laughed as he pulled the rod as slowly as he could out of me, making sure to rip out more of my internal organs. My body was throbbing all over as if I had swallowed and shitted lava from the hottest volcano. I wanted to die… if only to feel the blissful release from this torment.
“Unchain him,” Ara commanded.
Titus and Nolan did the honors, letting my body fall limply to the floor, where I curled into a fetal position with what little strength I had left. I had my eyes closed, but I could feel Ara’s presence drawing closer. And when he placed his hand on my shoulder, I jumped in fear, which only added to my shame.
“I do not enjoy punishing my sons, but I will when you disappoint me and I am very good at it, Théoden. Do not disobey me again,” Ara said, then he removed his hand and rose. “Take him to clean himself and feed.”
“Yes, Father,” all three said.
They were not gentle with me as they picked me up by my arms and dragged me out of the dungeon. I was dragged all the way upstairs to the bath and dumped in the lukewarm water.
“You bathe him,” Nolan said to Titus.
“Gather three humans from the cell. He will need them,” Titus said, and Nolan left.
“I will be the first to feed his sexual hunger,” Karim stated.
“Fine with me,” Titus said as he used the sponge to bathe my body. He looked at me, a somewhat sad frown on his face. “You brought this on yourself, Théoden.”
“He deserved it. Another hard lesson learned,” Karim commented.
“One I do not think he will need to learn again,” Titus said, then he smirked. “Right, little brother?”
I nodded weakly. “I… I am… sorry,” I mumbled with a hoarse voice. If I could turn back time and not do what I did to them, I would. As it was, I wasn’t sure if my victory was worth what I had just endured.
“Apology accepted, Théoden,” Titus said. “You may think that I hate you, little brother, but I do not.”
He was the only one to burn me with the rod inside and outside, so I was not so sure about that.
“You needed to have that punishment, for it will make you stronger and wiser,” he said.
“Wise enough to know never to cross Father or us again,” Karim said.