Derrio

Tortured by Derrio the Drug Dealer Part 2

Just a warning- Brutal is a good descriptor for this story. Derrio is a drug kingpin after all.

It had been five days since she was taken from her home. She had been beaten and raped repeatedly, but the beatings were nothing compared to the mental and physical torture of the pier she was standing on.

Her tits were stretched noticeably and her nipples were in terrible shape. She had been hanging on the pier with her hands tied behind her, forcing her to bend over awkwardly.  Fishing line had been attached through her nipples and the opposite end baited and dropped into the water. The first night the lines were small and broke in a short amount of time. The second night the heavier lines they used held longer and it took a while for the alligator that came by to break the line and free the fish that was on it. The third night her nipple tore before the line had broken.

Derrio had stopped asking here where the money was. She obviously didn’t know but that wasn’t going to stop him from trying out a few new tortures on her. With the nipples practically ripped off he would need to look for other areas. Derrio considered himself extremely imaginative in his tortures and it wasn’t just for his own pleasure. His reputation was built on the stories of how he took care of ‘problems’. No one remembered the ones he just shot but the stories of his drawn out sessions were told over and over again.

Today he faced the issue of how to keep the women going a bit longer and making sure she felt the pain. He called Jose and had him fetch a grass anchor from the boat house. The small metal anchor was used on Derrio’s fishing boat, in grassy wetlands, to snag branches with the hooks that curled around from the middle. It had about seven of these blunt end hooks that came together and looked like a giant fish hook.

Jose brought the boat hook up and Derrio had his mechanic reshape the device by making the hook ends shorter and then hammering them in closer to make the anchor a smaller diameter. The ends were grinded to a sharp point and a rope was attached. Now it looked much like a huge treble fish hook, but with 7 points and about 6 inches in diameter.

Diane was allowed to lie on the back lawn and watch with her hands tied behind her back. She hadn’t been allowed off the pier for three days so she took short cap naps even though she was terrified of what they were building. She knew it was for her and couldn’t understand how it would be used.

Derrio had gotten up from his patio were he was lounging and had several of his men grab the hapless woman and untie her. She didn’t fight but he knew she would soon. The men bent her over and the anchor was slowly pushed into her ass as she screamed and kicked with a new energy she didn’t think was possible. The huge anchor stretched her beyond capacity and then the sharpened ends were inside her with only the eyelet and the rope hanging out of her anus.

Derrio had the men let her go and she dropped to the ground and began trying to pull the anchor out. As she pulled, the hooks began to pierce her ass from the inside and she realized it couldn’t be removed. Struggling to her feet she tried to get away from the men by hobbling toward the driveway out past the side of the house. The men stood back and began laughing as the rope was dragged behind in her slow moving escape attempt.

No one tried to stop Diane so she kept going as fast as the giant hook would let her. Finally, she came to the end of the rope and the hook bit into her rectum with enough force that one of the barbs pushed through her anal ring, bringing a new level of scream from her. From where she had fallen she could see Derrio standing on the other end of the rope before going unconscious. 

She came too with smelling salts under her nose and realized she was off the ground. She was still in Derrio’s back yard but she wasn’t tied that she could tell. There were no ropes on her at all. She began to feel the pounding in her ass and the horror of her predicament sank in fully. She had been hung from her ass in a tree!

She started to struggle but that only intensified the pain in her ass. Even moving her arms and legs caused unbearable pain so she tried to stay as still as possible. The pain worsened and she could feel herself fading into unconsciousness again. Derrio stepped into her view with a needle and grabbed one of her arms. He unceremoniously jabbed the needle in her and pushed the plunger. She would be awake for a while now.

As Diane slowly twirled in the light wind, Derrio uncoiled his single tail whip. He might as well get some practice while he had a good target. Each lash caused the woman to jump and that in turn caused her more pain.

She could feel the hooks in her ass now. Most of them had pushed through her sphincter and the ones that hadn’t would be through soon. She was in such pain it was driving her crazy but the drugs would let her pass out. Another shot from the whip and the last two hooks were through the stretched ring. The whipping continued and she finally became numb to it all. The blood from her ass dripped down and ran across her face before dripping onto the ground.

Derrio stopped the whipping and went back to his lounge chair on the patio. He watched while the sun set slowly over the horizon with the dangling girl in the foreground. He really liked the Florida views.

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The next morning Derrio began to ponder the issue of his lost money. It wasn’t much, maybe a million or less but it could not go unpunished. He looked across the back yard as he sipped his coffee and noticed the woman hanging from the tree. It appeared he had forgotten order he taken down last night and the men had left her there. He suddenly had an inspiration and called Jose in to see him. “Get the woman down and have the doctor take care of her immediately,” he told Jose.

Jose was confused but he knew better than question the order. He went out the back door and gathered a few men to help with the task. Derrio watched as they pulled her down and he could see them looking at the anchor in her ass. Jose shooed them away and, taking out his knife, cut the rope and had the men carry the limp woman to the doctor. Derrio had faith the good doctor would heal her well enough for what he needed.

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Five weeks later Diane stood naked and trembling before Derrio. The haughty lawyer that had arrived a few months ago had changed her attitude significantly and was in complete terror around the drug lord.

“I take it you are better?” asked Derrio.

“Yes sir,” she squeaked. She was better but not completely healed. The doctor had removed the anchor by pushing it further up her ass before shoving a plastic pipe just a bit bigger in after it. Once the pipe was over the sharp points the entire mess was ripped from her ass leaving a huge gaping wound. The doctor sewed her back up and spent the next month tending to her. She would never have a normal bowel movement again but she was still alive… for now.

“I’m glad you are ok,” he smiled, “I have a job for you.”

Diane shivered but stood motionless, hoping not to upset him. She kept her head down and concentrated on not shaking too much.

“Would you like to help me?” he sneered.

“Yes,” she answered quickly.

“It doesn’t sound like it,” he teased, “are you not looking for a job? I thought you left your last one suddenly and I don’t think they will let you come back.”

“Yes sir, I would be happy to help in any way possible,” she said as enthusiastically as possible.

“Good,” he said, smiling again, “I believe you now.”

She wavered from the stress of being in the same room with him but she knew the outcome of this meeting would determine if she lived or died.

Derrio snapped his fingers and pointed at his crotch. Diane practically leapt to his feet and began taking his belt off. She handed the belt to him and pulled his pants down enough to get his cock out. As soon as it was in sight she sucked it like her life depended on it and was soon rewarded with a load of cum to swallow. She didn’t hesitate and made sure not to miss a drop. It was a surprise that he hadn’t used the belt.

“Good job,” he said and then pointed toward the door where Jose was standing.

Diane stayed on her knees and crawled quickly over to the door and began the process again with Jose. When she finished it would be more of the same for the rest of the men.

“Tomorrow,” Derrio began, freezing Diane in fear, “you go home.”

Diane couldn’t move. She knew there had to be a catch but she desperately wanted to believe it.

“You will go home,” he repeated, “right after we have one last party.”

Diane had no idea what was planned but it couldn’t be good. She began sucking the cock in her mouth again as more men began filing into the room.