The Twisted Links

Bonus Chapter 1 : Revenge Hurts

BONUS CHAPTER 1 : Revenge Hurts

Rogue Lands... *Warning: Graphic Torture*

Both men were suspended in chains made to stand on their toes completely naked. Dameon walked forward holding a stool which he placed in front of them. Luke stood to one side. "Ken Wallace and Toby Smith." he said.

Dameon's eye took on an evil glint as he recognized the first man as the guard that started raping his half-sister. Walking over to the side table that had a variety of different "tools of persuasion" laid about the glass surface. He calmly pulled on a pair of blue surgical gloves. Picking up the massive chef's knife with the curved wooden handle, Dameon clicked his tongue.

"Ken, Ken, Ken. Were you named after the Barbie doll by chance?" Dameon reached forward and grabbed Ken's dick and swiftly sliced it off before sitting the dismembered flesh on the stool in front of them. The man screamed and screamed until his voice gave out. "Well Barbie boy, that's one accessory that the doll came without. If you had as well then, your death would have been swift."

Ken continued to sob and Toby peed himself.

"You see boys. The only reason why you're here with me and not being hunted by the reassembled Werewolf Council is because of these." Another swipe and Toby's dick was laid next to Ken's.

"As I was saying," Dameon said, after the screams died down. "The only reason why you are here with me is because the woman you raped was my sister. Even though the Council would have found you guilty, when they eventually caught you, and sentenced you to death. The execution wouldn't have been nearly as painful or creative. So, consider this justice well served." He tapped the stool with his knife making the dicks wiggle. The men flinched at the noise. "Now I believe that everyone has a choice in life even when that choice was forced. For example, my sister, Maria, made the choice to be strong after she was beaten and brutally raped. She chose to get up in the mornings, wash the tears from her face, and smile for her kids. She flinches whenever someone, even her mate, accidentally touches her but won't allow anyone to place her in a bubble. It's a slow process to heal mentally but she chooses to take the steps every day. Now I think it's time for the two of you to make a choice. Do you want to eat your own dick or the other person's dick?"

The men trembled in horror and remained silent.

Dameon smirked, "Come now. It shouldn't be hard."

Luke chuckled at the double puns. "Perhaps they need samples to decide?" he suggested.

"Brilliant idea!"

"N-no!" Toby cried. "I-I'll e-eat m-my o-o-own."

"That's the spirit!" Dameon cheered mockingly.

"What about you, Barbie?" he asked Ken.

"Y-you're a psycho!" he screamed.

Dameon laughed then stabbed and lifted the limp piece of flesh. "Bottoms up Ken. It usually takes a human two days to digest meat and fish. Werewolf's bodies digest a hella lot faster. Your dicks will be dissolved in no time. Oh, and if you puke, I'll cut open your stomach and shovel that shit in before sealing it with a hot iron. Bon Appetit."

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Damn Dameon! Now I'm scared of you.

A little fun fact, I wrote this scene after I wrote the chapter where Solomon Grey asks Dameon to "take care" of the guards who had raped his mate in the last book. So, it's been sitting on my computer for a while.