Shepard shook his head and tried to walk out the door behind him, "You ask him yourself." He walked out and left the door open for me to follow.
I went into the back room where Tex and Hatchet had placed my brother. He was in the middle of the floor, crying like a little baby. He raised his head slowly, and when he saw that it was me that walked in, he hopped off the floor the best he could and made his way over to me.
"Gianna, you have to do something, you have to make them let me go. I don't want to die. Can't you help me?"
I saw the pity and the desperation in his eyes, but I had to know if he’d disregarded my life for his next high, "Gerry, did you really try to go sell more drugs after everything that went down?"
"Well yeah, I have to live, and you already said you were going to take care of that for me. In fact, take care of this one too. You know you can, I’m sure a few of these dudes will pay top dollar to be with you." He nodded his head.
I gasped and backed away. My brother wanted me to whore myself out to keep up with his habit. "Gerry, I’m done. I’m so done. You want to keep living this life, go for it. I’m done. You have to bail yourself out of this one." I turned, Shepard was standing at the door watching me.
He stopped me before I could walk out. "I could kill him if you wanted; he is nothing but a waste of time and space."
"No, let him live, he needs to see what it's like to not have anyone there to catch him when he falls."
Shepard nodded once and then stalked his way over to where Gerry was.
"You can't! You can't leave me here. I’m your brother! You stupid bitch, come back."
The door closed on the sounds of Shepard's fists slamming into my brother's face. Surprisingly, I was ok with it.
Chapter 21
Shepard's POV
I was so fucking proud of Gianna, not only for standing up to me but also for getting rid of that leach she called a brother. I didn't kill him. I was telling the truth when I said that his debt would be paid if she helped Tex. She held up her end of the bargain, so I held up mine.
I fucked him up because he disrespected Gianna, that was more than enough to deserve getting your ass kicked.
By the time I walked out of the room, my knuckles were bruised, my shirt was soaked in Gerry's blood, and I was tired.
"Shep, let me have a word." Rooster called me over to where he and Hatchet were sitting. When I walked over, they both got up and went towards the back room. They were going towards church. I’d never been allowed in there. I had spent years with the Spawns of Chaos, killing who I needed to kill, stealing what I needed to steal, but I’d never once been invited into church.
"Come on; I have a title change to talk to you about."
Rooster spoke, a small smile on his mouth.
I was speechless and happy. I didn't show it, just nodded my head and walked into the room.
The table was ornate and dark walnut in color. The chairs were heavy, and all had tall backs with our insignia carved into the wood of each one. In the front of the room was a large plaque with our rules, clear as day for all to see.
I looked up at the huge sign, in awe of all the detail.
"Out of everyone in the club, you uphold those by-laws better than anyone. I never have to worry about what the fuck I ask you to do, and from what I saw today, I know that you are exactly what this club has been missing. Shep, my Sargent at Arms chair has been empty for a long time. You want it?" Rooster motioned over to the chair next to Hatchet. He was the VP of the club and Rooster's number two. Becoming Sgt. at Arms would make me number three. I would be in charge of making sure everyone did what they had to do and that no one was doing some shit that would bring heat back to the club. It would be a fucking chore, but I was more than up for the task.
"Yeah, brother, I will hold it down." I put my hand out, and Rooster pulled me into a hug.
"I know you will, now let's go take care of Kat."
Chapter 22
Shepard’s POV
You never go against a brother, not in the Spawns of Chaos crew, never.
Kat was strung up for all the club to see, pins surgically implanted into his balls, so every time he came from now on, he would be in agony. After Medi finished, the implantation Rooster wanted to make sure that all the world would know that Kat was a traitor.
I stood over the bunsen burner, waiting for the brand to get orange before I brought it over to Kat.
"You think you can steal from me?" Rooster hit him across the belly with a sledgehammer the force making Kat curl up and vomit bile and stomach contents all down the front of his body. "No one fucks with the Spawns." Rooster hit him again.
I picked up the brand from the flame; the words 'FREE BITCH' in bold capital letters were now piping hot and ready for me to use.
I walked over toward Kat and lifted his head, pushing it to the side so I could have a nice space to mark him. He moaned and tried to shake me off his head, but I wouldn't let go. "Now, you want to squirm; this brand is made just for you."
I held him firm and pressed the brand hard to his neck, and I laughed as the skin around the brand started to bubble and blister. He moaned and cried, but we couldn't hear him. He had a dick down his throat.
Literally.
Tex brought out some of his toys to use on the bastard. He had a gag with a small rubber dick attached to it to keep him from screaming. The smell of burning flesh floating through the air, teasing our noses.
"Now, boys, what do we do to free bitches?" Rooster called out, and all the club members hooted and hollered behind him.
We fuck free bitches.
I'll admit this part of the punishment wasn't for me, but some of the guys in the club felt it was a power play. I watched as Lucky stepped up, pulled his cock out, spit on his palm, rubbed the head of his dick, and rammed straight up Kat's ass.
Even with the gag in his mouth, we all heard the blood-curdling scream of agony.
"Fuck that bitch!" Tex screamed.
Lucky fucked him hard, but he didn't cum. This wasn't for pleasure; this was for pain. "Bring some of those whores in here," Lucky called out. Three strippers were brought in, and Lucky got one of them to suck him off. Next up was Tex, and instead of fucking him with his dick, he pulled out one from a box. It was rubber looking, larger than my fist and forearm, and when he pulled a part of it down, several shiny sharp objects popped up from around the head of the dildo.
"What the fuck is that?" One of the girls asked while Medi left the room. He’d been on the receiving end of one of our punishments, and although Medi’s hadn’t been as extreme as Kat's, I’m sure this was bringing back traumatic memories.
I got a closer look at the massive fake cock that Tex was swinging around like a sword and could see that the shiny objects looked like little knives or razors. He was going to fuck Kat to death with that, and I was excited to watch.
"I wonder if I can make you cum, you want to cum for me, Kitty Kat?" Tex rubbed his gun against the side of Kat's head before he showed him the large cock in his other hand.
Kat cried, snot and tears running down his face. He fought to pull away, but it was no use, he was tied down tight. Tex doused the large fake dick in lube and slowly forced it into Kat's colon, he screamed and shook in pain, but Tex didn't stop. At one point, he passed out, and Rooster called Medi back in to wake him back up. Rooster didn't want him to miss a thing.