The complete “A Glimpse into Hell” series - 5 books, 195 chapters, 1700 pages, 600K words of pure gore

by Garrett, Wade H.

  Aaron was able to grab Wayne’s ball sack again. This time he bit down hard as he held on for dear life. Wayne howled as he tried to pull himself loose. The men struggled with each other as if they were playing tug-of-war. Suddenly, Wayne’s legs straightened out as his sack ripped open. Blood and yellowish body fluid sprayed down on Aaron’s face right along with the two extra balls Seth had implanted in his sack.

  Wayne was horrified as he looked down, noticing his testicles were hanging by their spermatic cords. He wasn’t sure what to do as he stood frozen. Aaron had a sudden rush of aggressiveness now that he had drawn first blood. He attacked Wayne’s leg like a wild animal, tearing pieces of flesh from him. Wayne lunged forward to escape the pain. The fall caused both of his ankles to break. As he laid on top of Aaron, Aaron was showing no mercy as he continued to tear into his leg. Out of desperation, Wayne started biting Aaron’s feet. Both men were in a race to make the other one bleed to death. Aaron was almost to the bone as he gnawed into Wayne’s leg. Wayne was biting Aaron’s toes off.

  During the violent struggle, the nails in Wayne’s feet had pulled loose. He took advantage of being free and turned sideways. He went straight for Aaron’s penis, sinking his teeth into it. Aaron screamed as Wayne started biting it.

  Kenneth was sickened. “Why in the fuck did he do that?”

  “It’s payback for ripping his sack apart.”

  “But that’s kind of gay.”

  “Gayness has nothing to do with vengeance. It’s pure savagery at this point.” Seth pulled Wayne back. “Okay, that’s enough.”

  He started freaking out like a kid throwing a temper tantrum and he was desperately trying to speak.

  Seth cut the stitches, releasing his tongue from his neck. “What the fuck are you so wound up about?”

  He worked his tongue around for a moment. It was very sore, but he could speak. “Are you trying to cheat?”

  “No.”

  “Then why did you pull me back?”

  “I need Aaron’s dick intact.”

  “This is bullshit! I had him beat!”

  “Chill out. You fucking won.”

  Wayne glared at him. “Are you going to keep your word?”

  “I told you the winner gets to leave this room alive.” He walked to the door and opened it. “Go on.”

  “Will you release my arms?”

  “Nope. That wasn’t part of the deal, dickless.”

  “Fuck you too, then.” Wayne got on his knees, then wobbled out of the room as his hands were secured behind his back. He was covered in blood and his testicles were dangling between his legs.

  Torture Porn

  Seth dragged Aaron over to a table and strapped him down.

  Kenneth was standing off to the side. “What are you planning on doing to him?”

  “He’s going to help me avenge two beagles that this evil bitch sodomized with a broom handle.”

  He was confused. “What are you talking about? What beagles? What evil bitch?”

  “She showed up late and is waiting in the conference room. She thinks she’s here for a movie audition.”

  “Who is she?”

  “Kim Houston. She’s a thirty-eight-year-old, trailer trash, scumbag.”

  “Why in the fuck did she stick a broom stick in the dogs’ asses?”

  “Not sure. She never confessed, even after she was found guilty. She stuck with her story that her son did it.”

  “Then how do you know she did it?”

  “Because the dumb bitch recorded it on her cell phone. That’s why she spent a year in jail. It was undeniable evidence.”

  “Did the dogs live?”

  “Nope. They hemorrhaged to death.”

  “What a sorry bitch.” Kenneth shook his head. “What the fuck is wrong with people? It’s bad enough they do this kind of shit, but then they record it.”

  Seth looked up at Jasper and Marcus as they looked down. “Kenneth wants to know why dumbfucks like yourselves record animals being abused.”

  They didn’t say anything.

  “If you don’t speak up, I’m coming up there.”

  Marcus stepped back so Seth couldn’t see him. Jasper looked at him. “He’s talking to you also. Don’t leave me hanging.”

  Marcus was scared. “Dude, I don’t know what to say. He’s staring at me like he wants to kill me.”

  Seth yelled at them. “Hey! I’m not asking again!”

  Jasper started to step back, but paused. He knew he didn’t have a choice. “I… I mean Marcus. He thought it would be cool to show our friends.”

  Marcus got mad. “You asshole! Why did you throw me under the bus?”

  Jasper looked back at him. “Shut up! You did it to me first.”

  Seth got his attention. “Hey!”

  “What?”

  “Did any of your friends like it?”

  “I guess.”

  “What are their names?”

  “Uh….”

  “Say it!”

  “Why do you want to know?”

  “I might pay them a visit.”

  Kenneth laughed. “Yeah right. Like you’re going to go all the way to Australia for that.”

  “I went there just to get some Gympie Gympie plants. You don’t think I’ll go there for a pocket full of eyeballs?”

  “I’m sure you would.”

  Seth looked up Jasper. “Tell Marcus he’s on my shit list.” Seth walked to the door, then looked at Kenneth. “I’ll be back in a little bit.”

  “All right.” Kenneth lay back on a bed. He was exhausted.

  Jim was looking down at him. This was the first time he had been around Kenneth alone. He yelled down to him. “Hey! Can I talk to you?”

  Kenneth had his arm covering his eyes. “No.”

  “Listen. I can make you a rich man if you let me go.”

  Michael elbowed him.

  “I mean if you let us go.”

  Kenneth didn’t respond.

  “I’ll give you a hundred grand? Would that do it?”

  Kenneth moved his arm so he could see him. “I’ll give you a bottle of Ibuprofen for that.”

  Jim sarcastically laughed. “Yeah, right. You’re fuckin’ crazy.”

  “I guess you like feeling pain then.”

  “I want out of here.”

  Michael elbowed him again.

  “We want out of here. And you know a hundred grand will make a huge difference in your life. So what do you think? Do we have a deal?”

  “Naw.” He pulled out a bottle of Ibuprofen from his pocket. “I think a hundred G’s for this is fair.”

  “Come on, bud. There must be a number that will do it.”

  Kenneth sat up. “Five-million, and I’ll personally walk your ass to the front door. But the other assholes have to stay.”

  Jim stood up. “I’ll do an even million.”

  Kenneth thought about it. “Okay. That’s a deal.”

  Jim raised his fists and shouted with joy. “Fuck yeah!”

  Michael was upset. “What about me?”

  “What about you? Do you have a million bucks?”

  “I’ll fucking kill you before I let you leave me here!”

  The others were getting upset and yelling at him too.

  Jim held his hands out to get their attention. “Listen. I’ll go straight to the police. This is the only option to save your asses.”

  They knew he was right.

  Jim looked at Kenneth. “Let’s go.”

  Kenneth held his hands out, palm up. “Where’s my money?”

  “At the bank.”

  “Fuck that! I don’t trust your ass, and you ain’t leaving here until I have it.”

  “Then give me a phone. I’ll make a call and have it delivered.”

  “Hell no. You’ll call the police.”

  Jim was getting aggravated. “What the fuck! How am I supposed to get you the money?”

  Kenneth shrugged his shoulders. “I guess you’re shit out of luck
then.”

  Jim slid down to the floor. He was boiling with anger, knowing Kenneth had been fucking with him.

  Kenneth yelled up to him. “Hey!”

  Jim looked between the balusters. “What?”

  “You wanna still do the Ibuprofen for a hundred G’s?”

  “I have no money on me, so I guess we’re both shit out of luck.”

  “Naw, dog. I can do a bank transfer from my cell phone. I just need your banking info.”

  Jim stood back up. “You’re right. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that. I will transfer a million dollars to your account.” He held his hands over the railing. “Toss your phone up here.”

  Kenneth shook his head. “Hell no!”

  “Why?”

  “I’ve got some pics on here that’s personal.”

  Jim gave him a glare. “You’re fucking kidding me, right?”

  “No, dog.”

  “Are you just fucking with me again? Trying to get my hopes up?”

  “I tell ya what. I’ll give you a pill for every eye that you toss down here.”

  He became angry. “I’m not going to rip out my fucking eyes, you asshole!”

  “I was talking about theirs.” He pointed to the others.

  Jim knew Kenneth was just trying to instigate a fight. “Fuck that!”

  “Okay. I’ll make it fair. Anyone that tosses an eye down here gets ten pills. That’s two-thousand milligrams of pain reliever. I know you fuckers could use that.”

  Everyone looked at each other for a moment, then a fight broke out.

  Seth came back in the room pushing a table. There was a nude woman strapped down on top of it. She was blonde haired, top and bottom. She was average in size and had large boobs. She was cursing and making threats until she saw everyone on the balcony fighting, then she became quiet as she tried to figure out what was going on.

  Seth also noticed them fighting. He parked the bed next to Aaron, then walked over to Kenneth. “What the hell is going on up….” Something hit him in the head. He picked it up, noticing it was an eyeball. “What the fuck?” He yelled at the group. “Hey! You motherfuckers better stop before I come up there!”

  Marcus looked over the handrail. “Where’s my fucking pills?”

  Seth looked at Kenneth. “What’s this all about?”

  “They just started acting stupid.”

  Marcus yelled at him. “Bullshit! You said whoever pulled out someone’s eye would get some painkillers. Ten of them in fact.”

  Seth noticed everyone’s faces were scratched up where they had been trying to rip out each other’s eyes. Some of their eyes were swollen up. He gave Kenneth a high-five. “That’s freakin’ cool. Glad to see you’re coming around.”

  “I’m trying. And fucking Jim offered me a million dollars to let him go.”

  “That all. The bastard is worth eighteen million. What a cheapskate.” He looked at Jim. “Hey, dipshit, you can’t take it with you.”

  Jim was surprised Seth wasn’t angry. “Hey, I’ll give you all of it if you let me go.”

  “Too late. I’ve already transferred all of your money to the Wounded Warrior Project.”

  “Bullshit! You’re lying. You don’t even know where my money is, much less my account numbers and passwords.”

  Seth wadded up a piece of paper and threw it up to him. “Check that out.”

  Jim’s eyes got big when he noticed it was a transfer of all his funds from his bank to the Wounded Warrior Project. “This must be a joke. There’s no way you could have done this.”

  “I didn’t. You did.”

  “Now I know you’re full of shit.”

  “Remember Kenneth’s nasty show he performed for y’all?”

  “What about it?”

  “I used the same drugs on you, then had you do it.”

  He looked at the paper again, then became angry. “You had no right to do this, you sorry motherfucker! You’re not going to get away with this.”

  Kenneth was shaking his head. “I should be the one angry. Your ass didn’t even have the money to back up the deal you were trying to make.”

  Seth laughed. “And all that arrogant shit talking back in the conference room how you were so much better than everyone else, now you’re just as much of a broke ass loser like the rest of the scumbags you’re hanging around with.”

  He got mad and walked off.

  Kim raised her head off the bed and shouted at Seth. “You better let me go, you fucking prick!”

  Seth looked at Kenneth. “Give Marcus his pills, then tape her mouth shut. I don’t want to hear her shit. After that, set the camera up on the tripod.”

  “What are you going to be recording?”

  “A porno.”

  “I hope you’re not going to be doing anymore gay shit?”

  “No.” Seth thought for a moment. “Well, that depends on if getting fucked by your own dick is considered gay.”

  “I don’t even want to know.”

  Seth looked up at the group. “Anyone want to be in a porno?”

  No one spoke up.

  Kim yelled out again. “Fuck you! You better not fucking touch me!”

  Seth looked at Kenneth. “Hurry up and get her mouth taped.”

  “Will do.” Kim cursed him as he approached her with a roll of tape.

  Seth walked over to Aaron and gave him a shot with the automatic injector, then picked up a scalpel and started making an incision above his penis. He ran the blade a few inches across his lower abdomen, cutting through his skin and muscle layer, then turned down, going between his right leg and ball sack. He ran the blade around his ball sack, then went up the other side between his ball sack and left leg, stopping where he started above his penis.

  Aaron was in a horrendous amount of pain and screaming for mercy, but Seth ignored him. Kenneth was watching with his arms crossed, trying to figure out what Seth was doing. When Seth pulled back Aaron’s penis and ball sack, the entire piece that he had cut came out as one entire unit.

  Kenneth put his hand over his mouth when he noticed Seth was holding a large section of Aaron’s flesh that had his penis and balls attached to it. “What the fuck, dude?”

  “This is going to get a little disturbing, so you might want to go take a nap or something until I’m done.”

  “I can handle it.”

  Seth set the slab of flesh down next to Aaron’s open cavity that was between his legs. “If you say so.” He put on a set of medical magnification visors with a built-in flashlight, then started clamping off the blood vessels that were still attached to the slab of flesh. When he was done, he cut them in two, then cut both of his ureters off at the top of his bladder. He set the severed section of flesh to the side on another table, then started controlling Aaron’s bleeding with a synthetic collagen.

  Kenneth was staring at it, noticing his penis and ball sack were on one side and organs and other internal body parts were hanging out the backside of it. “What is all that?”

  “It’s his bladder, prostate, ejaculatory duct, vas deferens tubes, bulbourethral gland and seminal vesicles.” Seth looked at him. “That’s all his male organs all in one self-contained unit.”’

  Kenneth was feeling nauseated. “Why did you do that?”

  “Givin’ him a gender reassignment.”

  “What is that?”

  “Politically correct name for sex change.”

  “Oh.” He looked at Aaron’s open cavity that was between his legs. “What the fuck you going to put in there?”

  “A pussy.”

  “Mighty big pussy.” He laughed. “Finally, one that can accommodate me.”

  Seth shook his head. “Yeah right, pal. Keep dreaming.”

  “You know what they say about black men.”

  “Yeah, and I know I’ve cut off about thirty black dicks, and some were smaller than an Asian’s dick. So, that saying, you don’t go back once you go black, is just bullshit made up by blacks to make white people jealou
s.”

  Kenneth had a strange look. “Hold up! Why the fuck….”

  Seth interrupted. “Before you start crying that I’m being racist, there were a few that had a hog leg for a cock. So not all of it is propaganda.”

  “That’s not where I was going. Why in the fuck did you cut off that many black dicks?”

  “Oh. That’s not that many. I’ve probably cut off a hundred brown dicks and at least three-hundred white dicks. And just a few yellow dicks.”

  “What’s the deal with your dick fetish?”

  Seth laughed. “What’s a better way to fuck up a pervert’s world than cutting off his shit? That’s like cutting the arms off a baseball pitcher, or the ears off a music producer. Or maybe the hands off a pianist. Another thought is the eyes from a sniper.”

  “I get it. All you had to say is you’re just a demented fuck.”

  Seth laughed as he walked over to Kim. “What’s up?”

  She mumbled through the tape.

  He ripped it off, then laughed. “That’s one way to remove your mustache.”

  She was boiling with anger. “Fuck you! You have no right doing this to me.”

  “Yeah, yeah. Like I haven’t heard that a thousand times today.”

  “Why are you doing this to me?”

  “We’ve already went over that back in the conference room.”

  “You’re just a piece of shit. You probably get off on taking advantage of needy women.”

  Seth was curious. “Now I haven’t heard that one. Go on.”

  “I needed that acting job. You lured me here under false pretenses.”

  “No I didn’t. You’re going to be in a movie.”

  “I heard what kind of movie it is. I’m telling you right now, whatever sick ass plans you think you have for me, you better think twice, buddy.”

  “So you think you have this all figured out?”

  She looked at Douglas and his friends, then at all the body parts and grotesque fluids on the floor, then at the naked group in the balcony. “This is some type of bogus snuff film that you want to make. A torture porn. But I’m not fooled.”

  Seth laughed. “So you think all this around us is a prop?”

  “And a bad one at that.”

  Seth held up his automatic injection syringe. “Does this look fake?” He shot her in the face.