boss finally said. “You have them follow protocol?”
“Yes sir. As we speak.”
“We need to find this snitch,” the boss said. “Any ideas who it is?”
“Not at the moment. Only a few people knew about Spider. So I’ll start with them.”
“Good. Once you find them, bring them to me ,” the boss said.
“Sir?”
“Bring the snitch to me when you find him. I will deal with him personally.”
This was interesting. He usually stayed hands off most of these things.
“No problem sir. I will do that.”
“Good. Get it done. I will wait for your call,” the boss said and hung up.
Shit. Slade hung up and looked out his window. He’d have to wait until after the raid to dig much further. What else could go wrong this week? At least the new driver seemed to be working out. Luis and his crew had really scared the shit out of him on his trial run.
He had a few hours to kill so he stepped out of his office and into the back room that was attached. There was a small bed, a couch and TV. It was set up for late nights of work, or if home wasn’t safe.
Today there was a girl tied to the bed with a piece of tape over her mouth. One of the advantages to being a boss , he could occasionally take a free sample. Though his boss wasn’t aware of this, which was a good thing. Slade knew not to risk pissing off the big guy, but some things were just too good to pass up. Like the little piece right before him.
This one was a sixteen -year-old one of his guys had picked up in the Midwest. She looked like your stereotypical farm girl. Big doe eyes, blonde hair in a ponytail and not a clue in the world as to what she was in for. He walked over and ripped the tape off her mouth.
“Don’t scream,” he ordered, “or I will punch you so hard, you’ll choke on your own teeth.”
The girl nodded as tears ran down her cheeks.
“Why are you doing this to me? What do you want?” She asked. “Please let me go. I won’t tell anyone anything. I promise.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that. As far as why I’m doing this, there really is no reason. Because I enjoy it. Because you are beautiful and I like to destroy beauty. I won’t bullshit you. What I’m about to do is going to hurt. It will hurt bad.”
The girl began sobbing quietly. It was almost too cute.
“Please don’t hurt me. Please?”
“Shhh. It’s ok.” He wiped the tears from her cheek and brushed her hair from her face. “The good thing is, there won’t be a long, painful recovery. You’ll die when I’m finished with you and the suffering will be over.”
He took out the butterfly knife from his pocket and cut her clothes off her, throwing them to the floor. Taking the blade, he ran it up and down her body, not pressing hard enough to break any skin. Something about her soft, pale skin and the way she trembled at his touch made him incredibly excited. He was impressed she had yet to scream. Usually they started screaming as soon as they saw the knife.
“Are you ready?” He asked.
“No. Please. Don’t.”
He cut down the side of her cheek, just enough to draw blood. She pinched her eyes shut and cried as he did the same on the other side of her face. From there he took the knife and ran it across her breasts, watching how her nipples got hard at the tip of the knife’s blade. She tried to squirm away, but she was bound too tight.
He ran the blade along her stomach, drawing a line of blood all the way to her waist. She let out a cry as the blade cut the surface of her skin. He held the blade for a moment while watching her face. Her blue eyes were wide as tears streaked her face. Suddenly he inserted the knife into her pussy and thrust it fist deep. Finally, the girl screamed.
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