Page 77 of Beautiful Revenge

“I’m waiting, Chad,” she says, clearly running out of patience.

“Oh fuck,” he cries under his breath, his breathing coming in short spurts. “I—I don’t deserve to live,” he says through heavy sobs. “Please. Please, will you cut off my dick?” he cries harder.

Dylan has to turn around, unable to watch anymore of the scene unfolding before our eyes.

“You can do better than that,” she singsongs. It’s slightly terrifying how much joy she gets out of castrating men.

I lean into Dylan. “At least there’s no blender this time,” I whisper, and he makes a sound deep in his throat. My poor twin really doesn’t have the stomach for violence.

“Strike two, Chad,” she warns him, pressing the knife into his dick until he yelps.

“I’m a sick son of a bitch who deserves to die like the vermin I am. Please. Briar. Please,” he screams, clearly not liking the pressure.

Briar hums. “Better. But you’re missing a vital piece of the phrase. Last chance before I start physically torturing you,” she warns.

I watch as he struggles to catch his breath, clearly hyperventilating.

“I’d do as she says, man. The other night I watched her chop another man’s junk off before cauterizing it. Then she blended his dick with water right in front of him before making him drink it.” He screams in sheer terror, and I smile. “Say what she wants you to. You’re getting off easy by just bleeding to death.”

“Jesus,” Dylan croaks beside me, quiet enough that only I can hear him.

Chad throws up again before looking at Briar, his body slumping in silent defeat. “I don’t deserve to live, Briar. Please cut off my dick so I can die the sick bastard I am,” he whispers, tears streaming down his face as he accepts his fate.

“Good boy,” she says to him, just before using all of her weight to press the knife into his dick.

He cries in sheer pain and terror as she works the knife through his appendage until blood is covering her arms and chest. He passes out before she pulls her arm back, looking at the severed atrocity with disgust.

“You got off easy, asshole.”

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