Page 51 of Deadly Aloha
I wasn’t about to argue or point out that Lu had a say in our relationship too. Or she did so long as that say didn’t involve walking out again.
“Neo,” I called behind me, my eyes never leaving Rory’s. “See if my mirror uploaded yet.”
Tangaloa and Tommy came grunting inside, rolling a large tree stump on its side. I stepped out of their way. It would completely destroy my manly credibility if I started hopping and dancing around because they rolled it over my toes.
Neo brought over their laptop, placing it on the now upright stump. As Tangaloa left to go get the rest of the things I needed, I had Neo set up the computer so it was facing Rory. The twins lowered him to his knees before the laptop.
“Just press the Spacebar whenever you’re ready,” Neo said, stepping back out of the room.
Rory’s eyes were transfixed on the picture. I walked behind him to look at the computer screen over his shoulder.
I wasn’t as visible on the screen as Lu was, but one could still make out the side of my face. She was completely naked, laid out flat over me with her legs spread wide by my thighs. Her pussy was on full display.
I leaned over, putting my mouth close to his ear. “That’s my cock inside her. Do you see it? Not ten minutes after you tell her you’re in love with her and offer to take her away from here, she’s lying spread on my bed withmycock inside her. My woman, my cock,mybaby.”
Rory’s breathing heightened as he stared, but otherwise there was no reaction from him.
I reached around him to press the Spacebar as Neo had instructed. The image on the laptop changed slightly as the next image took its place. Lu wasn’t moving much, but I was. My hips and my cock changed position with each still.
The mirror above my bed had a camera feature. It was likely designed for influencers or models to easily be able to take their own pictures, but it worked for my purposes too. Though I didn’t have a recording set up in my bedroom, I still wanted pictures of Lu. I didn’t use it every time we had sex, but enough that I definitely got its money’s worth.
Picture after picture showed Lu and I in the throes of passion, my hand around her throat. I stopped the slideshow by closing the computer screen when I flipped Lu over onto her belly and fucked her to her second orgasm. Rory couldn’t see her anymore, and I had no desire to stare at my ass for the remaining pictures.
Neo came forward to collect their laptop as Tangaloa waited patiently with the rest of my supplies.
“Nothing to say?” I asked Rory. I walked over to where his pile of clothes were, spotting his cut. I picked it up and brought it back over to him. “I gave you a chance.” I laid the cut over the stump, the Royal Bastard’s bearded skull and crown staringback at Rory accusingly. “For Aaleah, I let you into my club, even knowing your feelings for mywahine. And this is how you pay me back for my generosity? By trying to steal mywahinebehind my back?By touching her?”
Rory’s nostrils flared. He turned his face towards me, though he still didn’t look at me. “I had to try. You’ve kept us separated since the moment you started this fucking club. I saw an opportunity and I took it.”
“That opportunity wasn’t yours to take,” I informed him. “She rejected you, and you still touched her.Mywahine!” Standing, I headed towards Tangaloa. “And now you pay the price. Hold his hands out on the stump.”
The twins did as ordered. I brought the U-clamps over while Tangaloa followed me with the drill. The others filed inside to get a better look now that no one else would be coming in and out of the room.
Tangaloa and I took turns drilling the U-clamps over Rory’s wrists to the stump. The screws shredded through the leather cut like it was butter. Rory fought his confinement, but he was no match against the twins. Once his arms were bolted down, they released him, moving back against the wall behind him rather than joining the others.
I handed the drill to Tangaloa with a nod of appreciation.
“Did you enjoy my slideshow?” I asked Rory. He just glared at me in answer. I smiled, basking in his pain. It was only emotional now. More was yet to come. Turning to face the rest of my club, I indicated the cut we’d just drilled through. “Be this a lesson I only have to teach once. Ol’ Ladies are sacred. They are to be cherished and protected atall costs. That includes any Little Bastards that will one day be running around here too.Neverdisrespect an Ol’ Lady, or Iwilltake your cut and youwilljoin Rory in his fate.”
Turning back to the man, I stared down at him. I had to give him credit, he didn’t seem scared. Pissed off, but not scared. The man had balls.
“You did not hurt Lu, which is the only reason you’re breathing right now. It took courage to approach your President’s Ol’ Lady and try to get her to run away with you. Let’s see if you still have any.” I took the knife Holly had given me, flipped it around and stabbed it through the leather between Rory’s bound hands. “You have a choice: you either cut off one of your own fingers or I take your entire hand.” I pointed to the knife. “Choose wisely.”
Rory’s eyesstretched comically wide. His vision danced between the knife and me several times, like he was at a tennis match.
“You can’t be serious?” he finally gasped out.
“Deadly,” I said with grit. He owed Lu restitution. He’d already lost his cut. The least he could do was give Lu a finger.
Rory clenched his fingers into fists, as if that would protect them. He shifted his arms under the clamps, trying to break himself free. Tangaloa had had the foresight to grab the long screws, so there was no chance Rory was breaking free by pulling as he was. He didn’t have the leverage. And the clamps were too tight on his wrists to squeeze his hands through.
Frantically, he shook his head. “I can’t! I won’t!”
I looked over my shoulder at Tommy. “Get me a machete.” Rory started to shout for me to wait, but I ignored him. Looking to Lucifer, I asked, “Any prayers or something for a lost hand?”
Lucifer shrugged. He was one of the few in the club who wore a shirt regularly, and he still had that white collar thing on that I really needed to learn the name of. “Matthew 5:29tells us if our right hand causes us to sin, we must cut it off and throw it away.”
I nodded, intrigued. I turned back to Rory, who was now trying to grab for the knife between his hands but couldn’t reach because of the restraints. “See,” I offered him some solace, “we’re doing your God’s work in taking your hand.”
