MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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I walked up behind him, slapping him on the face once with the dildo, just because. He is a dickhead after all.

'Get the fuck away from me!!!' He growled in obvious fear, covered with a thick layer of anger

'Now, now. Be a good bitch and stay still. Don't make it harder than it already is. No pun intended.'

Fuck me sideways if I ever thought I'd have to come face to ass with another guy. But here I am, looking at his stinky, hairy ass, thinking of a way I can make this most painful for him. It feels like I should coat it in glass, just to make sure to tear him apart. But if I do that, he'll bleed to death, and he's not getting out that easy.

His butt clenched ass much as he possibly could do it, trying to pry me away. As if that's gonna work. There's barely any strength in him, so there's not much clenching going on.

'You're such a tease. I knew you'd be excited.' I tap his ass with the dildo, listening to him curse and threat

Thankfully, my gloves are thick, and I can't feel much under my fingers, so there's some protection for me, but not for him. Another thing I never thought I'd do: spread open a man's ass. Yet, here I am, prying it open with my hands as he squirms.

'I'd take a deep breath if I were you.' I warn him, sliding the rubbery toy right to his rectum, pushing just lightly so he knows where he stands, but obvious resistance is there. The body won't take foreign objects in it. Unless you use force.

'Get the fuck aw-AAAASSGH!!!'

His screech nearly pearced through my eardrums as I showed him as much mercy as he showed her, and pushed the fucking thing inside him with all the strength in my hands. It's almost audible as it tears into him, splitting open a hole that should never be streched to this extent. Blood poured out down his legs as his opening cut opened around the object, and the salt grains that I coated it in bit at the wounds.

He couldn't stop screaming, his voice growing louder with the growing pain, and his entire body shuddering in extreme discomfort.

'S-stop!' I didn't think he'd cry, but I'm not surprised. Combine pain and embarrassment, and the tears are bound to come along

'Stop?' I scoff as I walk back to face him, leaving the thing lodged inside him. His eyes were redder than I've seen them so far, tears smudging the blood on his face as he whined and groaned in pain. 'Did you stop? When Rain was hanging like you are now, did you give her the courtesy of stopping?'

I squinted at him, feeling more rage boiling in me at the memory of the video he sent me months ago.

'She was a bit too quiet for my liking, so I was forced to record a few times. Thank you for sharing.'

I recited the words he wrote me attached to the video that will haunt me even in my sleep. And with each memory flooding back, I want to rip him apart more.

I grabbed his face firmly, squeezing his bloodied cheeks in my hand, gritting my teeth in anger, and spitting the words in his face.

'I'll show you the same courtesy you showed her, and I'll go again and again until you become as silent as she was. I'll tear you apart inside out until you can't take a breath anymore. I will find new ways to defile you until you beg for death. And then I'll become your worst nightmare.'

A sound of the rubber clattering on the ground almost hid behind his pants and sobs. His body, understandably, rejected the object and squeezed it out.

'Maybe second time will be better.'

'No-no-J- don't-' he cried and begged as I walked up behind him, looking at the blood running down the insides of his legs and some dripping directly on the ground from his ass. The skin torn apart and looking like live flesh. It's disgusting but very fulfilling. For me, emotionally and mentally, for him, physically.

'Begging now after everything you've done? How mighty have fallen.'

I picked up the toy from the ground, grimacing in disgust at the blood and shit covering the length of the rubber, glistening in the most disgusting way. I think I found something that disgusts me after all.

'Let's try this again.'

He begged and pleaded, now genuinely crying as he watched me roll the thing through the salt once again, before walking up behind him.

This time, without a warning or a single word, I pushed the thing inside him, making him scream even louder. The salt was gnawing away at the fresh wounds, sizzling on the bloodied flesh.

'SHE'S ALIVE! SHE'S ALIVE!'

I froze at his words, stopping my breathing for a moment. The false hope started to pour into me, but then I remembered how she died in my arms. She took her last breath in my arms. I felt her heart stop beating. I watched her eyes lose their shine.

His words only made me want to tear him to pieces. The fact that he is trying to save himself by telling such a lie proves how stupid he truly is.

Blinded with rage, seething with hate, I ignored my stomach twisting in disgust and anger as I forced the toy fully inside of him, watching me blood pour out of him. I pulled it out, only to shove it back in harder than before, letting my feelings out on him.

I listened to him scream until he threw up everywhere when his body hit the pain limit. It usually happens a lot faster, but he's a tough fucker. Or he was.

Right now, he was convulsing so hard that he pushed the dildo out with his body clenching, and disgustingly, whatever he had in him came out with it.

If I didn't move back in time, his shit would be on me right now, and it was absolutely vile the way it exploded out of him. Talk about explosive dhiarrhoea. I had to cover my face from the stench, nearly throwing up with him. Fuck that's awful.

As fast as I could, I ran to grab the hose and washed him down head to toe, and washed away the vomit and shit. Maybe I'd leave him here to choke on the smell, but I need to be here, too, and I'm not doing that to myself.

Somehow, the room smelled even worse after the water. Now I need to get the bleach and clean this up. Did it to myself, really.

He completely gave up on his ego, crying like a little girl, sobbing and drooling in pain.

'Did you think telling me a horrifying lie would save you? It only makes you suffer more.'

He cried harder, wheezing in pain as his legs shook, barely holding him up.
'She-she's a-a-at p-port Nel.' He stuttered out, fighting to make the words. 'T-they had h-her l-last.'

'And when was that?'

'Bef-fore you t-took mm-me.' He whimpered

'Last week?' I raise my eyebrow. 'Why? Why is my wife's body being sent around?'

'So Jin.' He stammered through the name, barely making it audible. 'So Jin h-had a pl-plan.'

'What plan?'

'I told you. He needed to flush you out.' He nearly gagged again on his own tears, his throat tightening

'Here is what's gonna happen.' I take a step closer, ignoring the smell as much as I can. 'I'm going to port Nel. If I don't find her, I'll come back, and I'll do this over and over again until I do find her. Are we clear?'

His sobbing should be an answer enough.

'And if I find you lied and her body is not there, what I did right now will be a child's play compared to what I'm going to do.'

I've expected him to hold on longer. Be tougher. To fight more. But he broke only a few days in. He didn't suffer near enough to what I want him to.

But he will.