“They wanted to, but we took the job pro bono.”
“Job? Who hired you to….”
Seth interrupted. “Don’t worry about it.”
“Don’t worry about it? Who in the fuck do you think you are?”
Seth nodded towards Barry. “Like he said; your worst nightmare.”
“If you fucking touch me, I have some friends that will fuck you up.”
Seth walked over. “You talking about Jason and Charles?”
“That’s right! They’ll hunt your ass down!”
“You mean haunt.”
“Haunt? No, you fucking idiot! I said hunt!”
“Sorry, but ghosts don’t hunt. They haunt.”
“What the fuck are you talking about? Are you fucking crazy or something?”
Barry looked equally confused. “I’m lost.”
“Oh yeah. I forgot to mention that when Kenneth and I snuck into this fucker’s house, we found his two buddies there. I let Kenneth freestyle on them.”
Barry was angry. “Hold up! Kenneth got to do some freestyling? I thought he didn’t like fucking people up?”
“He will if they hurt animals. He despises animal abusers.”
“What does this have to do with that?”
“Jason and Charles were dog fighters.”
“And?”
“He wanted to fuck them up, so I let him.”
“I wanna fuck someone up too, but you won’t let me.”
“You will. Just be patient.”
“I don’t want to wait. I want to freestyle on this motherfucker.”
Andrew was confused. “What the fuck are y’all talking about?”
Barry was aggravated. “Means my so-called friend here let this black asshole fuck up your friends any way he wanted to.”
He looked worried. “What are you saying? What happened to Jason and Charles?”
“It’s not that difficult to figure out, pal. Seth said your buddies are ghosts.”
“What?”
“You know, they’re pushing up daisies.”
Seth interrupted. “Not exactly. We didn’t feel like digging a hole.”
“Okay. They’re at peace.”
Seth interrupted again. “I doubt that. They’re in Hell.”
“They kicked the bucket.”
Seth laughed. “Wrong again. They didn’t have any legs when Kenneth got done with them.”
Barry was pissed. “That’s bullshit! He’s getting to have all the fun while I’m forced to wear this fuckin dress!”
“Don’t start.”
“This shit ain’t right!”
Andrew couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “What’s wrong with you motherfuckers?”
Barry looked down at him. “I get treated differently than his other little buddies.”
“I’m not talking about that stupid shit! I want to know why I’m here and what happened to my friends?”
Seth lit another cigarette. “They’re fucking dead. Did you comprehend that?”
“Yeah, right! You’re too much of a pussy to kill anyone.”
Barry was looking at Seth. “You going to take that from this asshole?”
“I told you I have something planned for him.”
“I just think you’ve gone soft.”
“You’re not going to coax me into torturing him.”
Andrew laughed sarcastically. “You don’t scare me! And I don’t think you did shit to Jason or Charles. You two are just a couple of fairies trying to have your way with some dudes.”
Seth blew smoke at him. “Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness, asswad.”
“Kindness? You have some fucking screws loose. And don’t blow that shit at me, you fucking prick!”
Seth looked at his cigarette, then at Andrew. “Really? You’re worried about secondhand smoke instead of being naked in front of two homos?”
“Fuck you, faggot! And if you try to touch me, I’ll fucking kill you! And by the way, that shit you’re smoking, it smells like someone’s ass!”
“You wanna smoke someone’s ass?”
“You heard what I said, asshole!”
Seth looked at Barry. “Andrew said he wants to smoke someone’s ass.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“It means it’s time for you to have some fun.”
“Seriously? I get to fuck him up?”
“Just a little. But I don’t want to kill him, or Gus.”
“Fucking A! What do you want me to do?”
“Flip Gus to where he’s facing the wall while I’m rounding up some shit.”
Andrew was glaring at Seth with hate-filled eyes. “Fuck you, dude! If you touch me, I’ll rip out your fucking heart!”
Seth ignored him as he walked off.
“Hey! Don’t walk away! I’m talking to you!”
He continued ignoring him.
“You fucking asshole! You better let me go! Do you hear me?”
Gus was panicking as Barry forced him to face the wall. “Come on, man! Don’t punish me because he’s running his mouth! I don’t even know him!”
Barry removed the shackles from Gus’ ankles. “Spread your legs apart.”
“You don’t have to do this. I’ve been cooperating.”
“Like you have a choice.” Barry kicked him in the foot. “I said spread your legs apart!”
Gus started jerking at the shackles that were securing his wrists. The muscles in his arms and back were flexing. “Fuck you, dude! You better stop touching me before I get pissed.”
Barry shoved him against the wall. “Don’t threaten me, you piece of shit!”
“Fuck you! You don’t know who you’re messin’ with!”
Barry grabbed his ear and started twisting it. “Spread your fucking legs!”
“Okay! Okay!”
Barry tied ropes around each of his ankles to some anchors in the floor. Gus was now standing with his legs spread apart, preventing him from turning around. He was angry. “This isn’t right! I haven’t done shit to you!”
Seth walked up with some parts. “Shut the fuck up and take your medicine, asshole!”
“Medicine? What the fuck are you talking about? I didn’t do shit to you either!”
“I said shut up!”
“Why are you doing this?”
“I don’t have time to play the ‘I didn’t do shit game’ so be quiet.”
“I didn’t….”
“I said hush!” Seth handed Barry a soldering iron. “Plug that in, then shove it up his ass.”
“Why?”
“We need to preheat it like an oven.”
“The iron, or his ass?”
“His ass.”
“And why would we want to do that?”
“So Andrew can smoke it.”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“It will later.”
Gus was looking over his shoulder as he jerked at his restraints. “If either one of you motherfuckers comes near my ass, I’ll shit on you!”
Seth laughed. “You win.” He handed Barry a copper pipe that was about the size of a pencil. “Untie Andrew, then give him the pipe and soldering iron. Gus can shit on him.”
Barry started to release Andrew’s straps, but paused. “You sure you want me to do this? You know he’s going to go nuts.”
“It’ll be fine.”
“If he freaks out and knocks you in the mouth, I don’t want to hear you fuckin’ cry.”
“I got it under control.”
“I think this is a mistake.”
“Concern noted.”
“I still think it’s a bad idea, but you’re the boss.” As Barry removed Andrew’s straps, Seth opened a large case and pulled out something that looked like a modified harpoon gun. It had three power-tool batteries plugged into the bottom of it, and there were buttons, switches, knobs and gauges mounted down the left side. A three-fingered claw about the size of a hand was mounted on the end of the barrel. Seth wa
lked up as Barry was removing the last strap. He looked at Andrew as he held up the gun. “I haven’t tried this on anyone yet and can’t wait to see what it does, so please do something stupid. I beg you.”
Andrew had all kind of thoughts running through his head, knowing this might be his only chance to escape. The device Seth was holding appeared to be some homemade gadget. He wasn’t convinced it worked and figured it was just for scare tactics.
Barry stepped back as soon as the strap was loose. “Now what?”
“Hand him the soldering iron and pipe.”
Andrew remained quiet as he sat up with wild eyes.
Seth pointed the gun at him. “Get stupid, I dare you.”
He didn’t say anything as he glared at him.
“Stop eye fucking me.”
He looked down, contemplating on what he should do.
“Take the soldering iron and plug it in, then shove it in your buddy’s ass.”
Andrew looked at Seth for a moment, then lunged from the table and punched Barry in the throat. When Barry fell to his knees, Andrew grabbed his head with both hands and kneed him in the face. Then he ran for the door, so Seth aimed the gun at Andrew’s torso and pulled the trigger. A loud boom echoed out as the three-fingered claw shot across the room, striking him on the right side of his abdomen. He fell to his knees and screamed as the claws dug into his flesh. He tried to crawl away, but there was a cable running between the claw and gun. He grabbed the cable and started jerking it as he sat on the floor. “Let me go, you fucking psycho!”
Seth pressed one of the buttons on the gun, causing the fingers to dig in deeper. Even though Andrew was in a lot of pain, he stood up and shouted, “I’m going to fucking kill you!”
Seth made the fingers dig in deeper, causing Andrew to fall to his knees screaming. He grasped the claw and tried to remove it, but the fingers were burrowed deep inside of him. “You’re fucking ripping me open!”
“Then stop fighting!”
“You can go fuck yourself, faggot!”
Seth flipped a switch, electrifying the fingers. Andrew fell to his back and started flopping around on the floor. His eyes were huge and he was foaming at the mouth. It looked as if he was having convulsions.
A few seconds later, Seth shut off the current flow. “Are you ready to cooperate, or do you need some more motivation?”
Andrew was dazed and couldn’t speak. His side had been severely burned by the electrical current. The skin around the claw’s fingers had been charred, filling the air with the rancid odor of burnt flesh. He raised his hands signaling submission, then passed out.
Infuriated, Barry sat up on one knee and held his bloody nose. His wig had fallen off and his makeup was smeared. He glared at Seth. “You asshole! Look what you did to me!”
“I didn’t do shit.”
“It’s your fault this happened. I told you it was a bad idea to let him go! Now my nose is broken.”
“That’s what you get for letting the redheaded punk kick your ass.”
“He didn’t kick my ass! He threw a cheap shot!”
Seth laughed. “If you say so.”
“It’s not funny!” Barry stood up and noticed Andrew lying motionless. “You dumbass! You fucking killed him! Now I don’t get to fuck him up!”
“He’s not dead.”
“Bullshit! Everyone knows electricity fucks your heart up.”
“That’s if it crosses it. The current was centralized on his side between the steel fingers. They were creating an arc the same as a welding rod does.”
Barry kicked Andrew in the legs. “Wake up, asshole!”
He opened his eyes. “What happened?”
He looked down at him. “You fucked up. That’s what happened.”
Andrew grabbed Barry’s leg and shouted, “You’re fucking dead!”
Barry stumbled backwards while screaming like a girl.
Seth laughed. “That showed him.”
“It’s not funny!”
“You jumped like you had seen a snake.”
“Whatever, dude!” He picked up the soldering iron and copper pipe from the floor and tossed them next to Andrew. “You’re fixin’ to get yours, you fucking prick. Especially for sucker punching me.”
Andrew grabbed the items, then stood up. “You think so, you cross-dressing faggot?”
Barry glared at Seth. “It’s bullshit that I have to dress like this! These fuckers aren’t taking me serious.”
Seth ignored him. He could tell Andrew was contemplating on using the soldering iron as a weapon by the way he was gripping it. “Just to let you know, I only had this thing set on fifty-percent, so unless you want your guts cooked, I would suggest you rethink what you’re planning.”
Andrew looked at the device, then at Seth. “Fuck you!”
“The pain will stop when you start smoking Gus’ ass.” Seth started shocking Andrew, causing him to fall to the floor. He had set the device at a low enough current where he could still move, but painful enough to motivate him.
Andrew’s eyes were huge as he lay on the floor twitching. “I’m not fucking doing it!”
Barry kicked him in the head. “Do what you’re told, asshole!”
He glared at Barry. “Kick me again, you fucking bitch, and see what happens!”
“Don’t call me a fucking bitch!”
Andrew laughed sarcastically. “Truth hurts, don’t it? And when I get loose, I’m going to treat you like one!”
Barry became angry. “If you don’t shut your fucking mouth and do what you’re told, I’ll make you stick your dick in his ass instead of that iron.”
“Fuck you, motherfucker! You can’t make me do shit!”
Seth looked at Gus. “I hope you’re ready to get fucked square in the ass.”
Gus started yelling as he looked over his shoulder. “Hold up! Don’t punish me! Punish him! He’s the one causing problems! Not me!”
Seth tossed a bottle on the floor next to Andrew. “You’re gonna need that.”
Andrew grabbed it and threw it at Seth, barely missing his head. “Fuck you!”
Barry picked up the bottle. He looked confused as he read the name Gun Oil. What the fuck is this for?”
“To oil his gun.”
“What gun?”
“The one between his legs. Or he can spit on it if he likes. I really don’t give a shit.”
“Hold up! I know you’re not going to make him fuck another dude.”
“You know my rule. We follow through on our threats no matter what. And you told the fucker what would happen if he didn’t cooperate.”
“That’s fucking nasty.”
“You should have thought of that before you opened your mouth.”
“I just blurted that out. I wasn’t thinking. I take it back.”
“Too late. You’ve made the threat. And once you make one, you have to follow through or these fuckers won’t believe you the next time.”
“Fuck that. You know you can make an exception.”
“I’ve never not followed through on a threat, and I’m not startin’ now.”
“You know if you make him do that, everyone is going to think we’re gay.”
“It’s only gay if you get a boner.”
“That’s some fucked up logic.”
Andrew had been listening to them. “I got news for you motherfuckers. You ain’t making me do shit.”
Seth handed Barry a syringe. “Inject that into him.”
“What is it?”
“A home-brewed concoction. It’s like Viagra on steroids.”
“I’m not even going to ask why you’re carrying this shit around.”
“Good. I’m tired of hearing your lips flap.” Seth turned up the current to immobilize Andrew. “Inject that shit in his dick.”
Barry looked at Seth like he was crazy. “What?”
“I’m joking. You can stick him anywhere.”
Barry jammed the needle in his neck and pushed in the fluid. With
in seconds, Andrew’s penis started getting hard. His eyes were filled with hate as he glared at Seth. “I’m going to fucking kill you for this!”
“All you’re gonna be killin’ is that ass over there. Now get moving.” Seth pressed a button on the device, causing the fingers to vibrate.
Andrew flopped around on the floor as the steel fingers violently shook. Soreness had set into his wounds, making it even more painful. “Oh fuck! You’re killing me! Please turn if off!”
“I’m not stopping until you start moving.”
Andrew couldn’t take the pain any longer. He started crawling across the floor towards Gus as he shouted, “Okay! Okay! I’ll do it! Please stop hurting me!”
Seth turned off the vibration function. “Next time I’ll make it rip your guts apart.”
He stood up while holding his side. “Just go easy, dude! I’ll do whatever you want!”
“Barry wants you to fuck Gus in the ass, so get after it.” He looked at Barry while reaching out. “Give me that shit.”
Barry looked confused. “What shit?”
“The fucking lube, asshole! Give it to me.”
He tossed it to him, then looked at Seth with disgust. “I can’t believe you’re really going to make him fuck another dude.”
“Don’t blame me. This is your fault.”
“Bullshit! I told you I wasn’t thinking when I said that.”
“Maybe next time you’ll watch what you say. And besides, it’s actually an appropriate punishment for the both of them.”
“How do you figure that?”
“Do you know how Gus killed his girlfriend?”
“No.”
“He strangled her as he was raping her.”
“Okay. But there are….”
Gus was panicking as he blurted out, “Hey, man! You don’t know the whole story! I was framed!”
Seth glared at him. “Lying will only cause you more torment.”
“But you….”
“Shut the fuck up before I sew your mouth shut!”
His eyes were filled with hate as he remained quiet.
“Good. You’re smarter than you look.” Seth looked at Barry. “Finish what you were saying.”
“There are other ways to make him pay than this sick shit.”
“I think getting ass raped by a big dick is perfect payback.”
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