Page 57 of Unholy Fate

“Let me die!” he cried out, then broke into sobs. “Just let me die.”

“Begging for death already?” Aziz said. “We haven’t even given you some of your own medicine yet.”

The other demon walked a small circle until he was behind the man. He had a soft spot for children. He was probably more disgusted by what this man had done to Evelyn than any of us.

“I won’t sully my own cocks with your flesh,” Aziz said, his dual phalluses swinging back and forth, hard and rigid with excitement. “I have something better.”

Lifting his hand and snapping his fingers, a heavy black steel rod appeared in his hands, conjured from the bowels of hell. Two feet long the top half was shaped like some monster dick from a nightmare, thick and bulbous head with tiny spikes ringing it, the shaft ribbed with what looked like the jagged and serrated teeth of a shark. The bottom half was a formed handle that he grasped tightly in his fist.

“I’m sure some of our brethren in Hell will give you the real deal, but here? You’ll have to accept a facsimile.”

Looking at him, I grinned and nodded to the rod. “That looks familiar. Is it Abaddon’s cock? From the Pits of Misery?”

Aziz waggled the steel dildo at me, and grinned, his sharp teeth glinting. “Didn’t think he’d mind me using a model.”

“Do it,” Evelyn muttered from the corner, staring at her uncle as he sobbed in pain. “Fuck him with it.Hurthim like he did me.”

“As you wish, my lady,” Aziz growled.

Without preamble, he placed a taloned hand on Neff’s shoulder, and used the other hand to place the steel rod against the man’s asshole. Neff’s head jerked up in surprise and pain as the needles encircling the head of the cock sliced at his opening, sending fresh rivulets of blood oozing down the steel dick, coating Aziz’s hand.

Stepping forward, I looked into the man’s ruined eyes as the wicked metal rod slid into him.

“Let’s make sure you experience all of this,” I whispered. “Don’t want you going into shock and passing out.”

I touched my index finger to his head, and used my influence to bypass the safeguards of his mind. With a wink, I shut off the mechanism that would have allowed him to vanish into darkness as we worked our will in him. As soon as I was done, his screams took on a more panicked resonance, as though his verysoulknew there would be no escaping the pain now.

Aziz thrust the steel phallus into the man, fucking him with all his worth. Blood, shit, and small slivers of meat sprayed out over his arm each time he yanked it out.

A crimson puddle formed at Neff’s feet as his lifeblood oozed out of him. His cries had devolved into high pitched keening, punctuated by grunts of pain each time Aziz jammed the cock into him.

“He won’t last much longer,” I said to my companion. “We should let her finish this.”

Aziz, with a grunt of effort, yanked the dildo from Neff again. The entire steel shaft coated in gore, and strings of flesh.

“Fair point,” he said, and raised his arm, sending the tool back to Hell in a flash of light.

“But first,” I said, and then stepped forward, bringing my hand down on Neff’s arm.

Stretched tight by the chains, it snapped neatly, a sliver of white bone jutting through the skin. Neff cried out in agony, while Aziz grinned, and did the same to the opposite arm.

Neff’s shrieks of agony echoed off the walls as we unleashed his well-deserved torment. Bones snapped. Blood splattered. Chains constricted.

Evelyn watched, horror and grim satisfaction warring in her eyes. She deserved this closure, to see her abuser suffer for his sins. We would make sure he paid for every scar he left on her soul.

Witha flourish, an ornate dagger appeared in my hand in the blazing light of fire. Stepping toward her, I held it out to her, its blade pulsing with hellish energy. “Finish it.”

Her hand shook as she gripped the hilt. Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward to face her uncle’s terrified gaze.

“This is for everything you stole from me.” Evelyn plunged the blade into Neff’s chest with a cry of anguish and release.

His scream cut off abruptly as his life force drained away, the light fading from his eyes. Evelyn staggered back, the dagger clattering to the floor.

As Neff’s body slumped lifeless in the chair, Evelyn crumpled to her knees, overwhelming sobs wracking her frame. What she had done came crashing down.

Aziz knelt beside her, enfolding her in his strong arms. “It’s over,” he whispered. “He can’t hurt you anymore.”

I began efficiently cleaning up, willing away the blood and banishing Neff’s corpse to the void. No evidence could remain of this act of vengeance.

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