Little Queen

6

Y'all we've already gotten over 100 views with only 5 parts published! Thank you so much it means the world!

~~~

Draven's POV

*Before the Ball*

~~~

"PLEASE! PLEASE! I SWEAR I DIDN'T DO IT!"

I chuckle at his begging, they never do it. The tears usually come out when the pliers do, but Dan here seems to be an early bloomer. 

"Tell the truth Danny-boy, you told the cartel where my shipment was going. I know you did," I say toying with the torture instruments on the tray next to me. 

"No, I swear to you Don! I-I swear it, you have my complete loyalty! I would n-never go b-behind your back-"

He stops groveling when I start to shake my head, "I gave you a chance Danny, a chance to tell the truth." I stride towards him with a hammer and some bamboo shoots in hand. 

"Waitwaitwait PLEASE NO!"

Without another thought I slam the bamboo under his nail bed, using the hammer to make sure it went nice and deep. Once all ten are in I wiggle them back and forth with the tip of my finger, I even flick a few just for fun. 

His screams were like music to my ears. No one betrayed me and got away with it, and Danny's punishment was just beginning. I had been getting bored of plain old torture these past few weeks so I decided that I would mix things up with Danny. I use a white-hot cattle prod and sear his lips, along with branding three X's across each hand- the mark of a traitor. I threaten to burn his eyeball but the hysterics that followed were too much fun for me to waste the tactic so soon. Tomorrow maybe.  

Drew, my underboss enters the warehouse letting the door slam behind him just as Danny boy pisses himself. 

"Perfect timing!" I call without turning to face him, "You can string the bastard up, I'm not touching the pussy when he's gone and pissed all over."

Drew chuckles shaking his head, "It's nearly time for the Calabrese event."

I check my watch humming at the time. "We still have some time, get him chained from the ceiling and connect him to the wires."

I wiped my hands clean on a rag turning it dark red from the blood I got on me while dragging my knives over Danny's body and watch Drew string the little bitch up.

"Just kill me please" he groans, "please just kill me."

"Traitors don't die swiftly stronzo," my underboss snarls in his face roughly pulling at the chains.

I smirk when Drew finally gets him all hooked up and takes a step back. 

Danny was hanging from the metal ceiling by thick metal chains, his toes barely scraping the ground. There were cables clamped around the chains that wrapped around his wrists along with a few more connected to his body.

I press the button in my hand and instantly 100 milliamps of electricity are running through the traitor's body. I deliver quick, unpredictable pulses of shock with enough time to recover in between. After five shocks he's finally passed out with no chance of waking up until the morning.

"Take him down and lock him up, no point in torturing the pussy if he can't feel it," I say folding my suit coat over my arm, heading for the door, "I have a party to get to." 

There is a suit hanging on my closet door when I return to the house, steamed and ironed. I quickly change out of my casual suit, clipping my golden cuff links and securing a nicer watch to my wrist.