Page 121 of Breaking Sanity

“Mel, on your knees in front of Carson, but keep your legs spread,” Gunner instructs, jumping to his feet.

“Gunner, don’-”

“Unless you want me to gag you with this average penis Carson, then I suggest you shut the fuck up,” Gunner warns. Carson clamps his mouth shut.

“Nik, tie Melanie’s hands behind her back.”

“Gunner, what are you doing,” Vaughn asks as he turns on his heel and heads back towards me. His colorful blue eyes glow bright when our gazes clash.

“Carson knows,” he states.

“We would like to know,” Nik adds, finishing zip tying her hands as tightly as mine.

“Hello Little Devil.” He smiles at me holding up the limp bloody dick. “I need you to spread your legs for me.”

“I am going to decline.” I smile back. I can actually breathe seeing him back to himself.

“Not smart,” he tisks. “Either spread them like a good girl or I spread them myself and fuck you with this as well.”

“I hate you.” I glare, opening my legs.

“No, you don’t.” He smiles.

He roughly inserts the penis and swirls it around. I start to whimper in pain as he keeps going over the scrapes inside me. He gently pulls it out and I slam my legs closed. Tears spill over my bottom lashes and roll down my cheeks.

“I’m sorry Little Devil,” he whispers. “We’ll leave here soon, I promise.“

He kisses the side of my temple and gets back to his feet. Nik leans down as he walks away and cuts my hands free. I cry more in relief than in pain. The blood starts to rush back to them, and I can start to wiggle my fingers.

“Now, Baron, can you hand me those drills,” Gunner asks, pointing to the automatic drills on the wall. Baron’s smile widens as he grabs both of them. He hands one to Gunner and takes the other one to the card table. They both place the severed penises on the drill bits. I almost throw up as I finally piece together what they are doing.

“Nik and Vaughn would you like to do the honors,” Gunner asks gleefully.

Nik whispers into Mel’s ear and she wiggles into an unusual position. She is leaning forward where her head is close to the strap-on, her bottom is barely hovering over the ground and her back is arched.

Vaughn and Nik both have a piece of duct tape, and they tape down the button on each drill. One dick is going clockwise, and the other is going counterclockwise, both are on the highest speed. Mel doesn’t even attempt to move.Baron strolls over plucking the gag that was in my mouth off the disgusting fluid covered ground. He whistles heading back to the shit show, handing it to Gunner, who nods at both Nik and Vaughn. In sync they shove the swirling dicks into each of Mel’s holes. Ben’s penis goes into her pussy and Logan’s in her ass. She starts to scream Carson’s name but Gunner is quick to gag her.

“See much better.” Gunner grabs the knife and cuts the zip tie off one of Carson’s hands.

“Gun, please,” Carson hiccups.

“No, you don’t get to fucking beg. I didn’t beg so you don’t either,” Gunner shouts. “I did as I was fucking told and now you will do the same. You weak piece of shit!”

“Gunner, what th-”

“Vaughn don’t” Baron interrupts him.

“Carson, you will fuck Mel’s now empty eye socket with your master’s favorite torture device. You will do it until it goes through the back of the bitch’s skull, is that understood?” Gunner is in his face and vibrating in anger.

“Gun-”

“You will do it slowly and work up to a faster speed. Is that understood,” Gunner steps back.

“I can’t do that to her,” Carson sobs. “I love her.”

“Fucking pathetic,” Gunner spits, picking up another zip tie and re-strapping Carson's hand to the chair. “You killed your own mother with a gun to your head as a form of punishment and you loved her, yet you claim to love Melanie here so much but won’t kill her as punishment.”

“My mother was weak and put me into that situation, she died for her stupidity. Melanie loves me like Melinda loved me,” Carson is starting to yell back.