My Bloody Revenge novel Chapter 47

"Come here." Lyra drags Elmir over to the all too familiar cross and ties him up like he has done

to her so many times in the past. "Feeling comfortable there?" she asks stepping back to

admire her handy work. Elmir looks ready to pop several veins. Face red with anger.

"You will regret that little stunt."

"Now, now." she tuts at him. "Don't say things you will regret." Moving quickly, she opens the

door and invites the boys back in again. "The saying goes 'the more the merrier' after all." she

says wickedly and locking the door. "Now we can finally play."

"Are you going to make your Friends finish me off?" Elmir taunts. "You are nothing but a whore.

Without that little pussy of yours you are worth nothing." he continues trying to sound

authoritative.

"Careful there."Malarath warns coolly." We aren't here to get involved, but keep running that

big mouth and one of us will."

Smiling at Malarath’s words Lyra proceeds with tearing away Elmir’s clothes leaving him

completely naked. Putting on gloves that goes above the elbow she's making sure he can see

everything and takes great satisfaction and pleasure in his apparent fear. He reeks of it. No

longer is he spewing degrading words or threats. Going over to one of the walls displays she

picks out a few dildos in various sizes. Sauntering back to Elmis she holds them up for him to

see. Smiling sweetly, she winks and place herself behind him. Taking a firm hold of Elmir’s hair

she aligns the dildo at the entrance and violently shoves it inside. His scream bounces around

the room and he is violently thrashing against the restraints.

"Does it feel good? Don't forget to moan, bitch." she says mockingly with a sinister tone." Move

those hips for me." For every word she shoves the dildo deeper inside. Rotates, pulls out, then

roughly pushes it back in as deep as it can go. All the time he screams and tears rolls down his

cheeks. "Is now the part where I tell you how tight you are? How good you feel?" Lyra taunts. "I

don't think you are moaning good enough. Punishment time perhaps or what do you think,

husband?"

Going back to the wall she happily picks out a nine tailed whip with chains and small blades at

the end. Standing a little to the side she tries it out a few times before giving it a good swing

using her wrist and strikes his backside repeatedly. Lash after lash rains down on him, tearing

the skin open. Lyra lets everything she ever felt be put into it. Throwing the whip aside after

countless of lashes she undoes the straps and allows him to fall to the floor. Choosing a bigger

dildo, she intends to replace it with the current one. Unceremoniously yanking the other out,

she throws it to the side not caring where it lands and shoves in the bigger one. Lyra gets

frustrated when it doesn’t go in all the way so she resorts to pushing it on using her heel clad

foot.

"Yep, you were tight ass fuck. But I fixed it." She states with hands on her hips and looks down

at Elmir with a satisfied smile. The man lies on the side with broken ribs and barely breathing.

He lies in a pile of his own vomit with blood and feces coating the inside of his thighs.

"For Gryndol." she whispers in his ear before ripping his head clean off.

"Talk about expressive." Malarath compliments enthusiastic." A true emotional piece of art.

Nothing has been held back. Bravo." he applauds with the biggest grin ever. Tossing the gloves

in a nearby trash can she smooths out her dress but pouts when looking down at the shoes. "I

ruined them."

"Lucky for you, I brought you another pair." Lydoran smiles sweetly and presents a new pair of

high heels clad in lace, black, with a steel heel. He kneels down and helps her changing into

them. "Now, all perfect again."

"Must you be so sickly perfect?" Jaze whines.

“Yes, we do.” Lydoran teases pulling Lyra into an amorous embrace and captures her lips in a

ravishing kiss that leaves her breathless. Jaze groans when Lydoran wiggles his eyebrows in

obvious challenge.

“I will shut up now.” Chuckling he holds his hands up. “On another note. I think the fucker got

away too easy. Should have tortured him some more.”

“Maybe, but knowing he can no longer harm another girl eases my mind and is worth more