An Ultra Violent Fairy Tale by Pete Bertino - HTML preview

43 AN ULTRA VIOLENT FAIRY TALE

Currently though most of these bedrooms, and one or two offices, were holding drunken orgies that were just another din of bacchanal delights. Behind one door was an office where Luke sat at a desk playing Tetris on a Game Boy but he couldn’t get passed the first level. He was annoyed and had a case of blue balls.

On busy nights like these, Luke usually would wind up the meat in a nice fuck sandwich with the girls tending bar but Eric put him on probation until the fairy problem had been dealt with. So for the last few weeks while they waited for Glitterbelle to show, he’d been stuck in the office with Maureen. She was good for head but that was about it and she had been getting on his nerves so his desire for her blow jobs was minimal at best.

The troops, were in the sub basement keeping watch expecting Glitterbelle to try and sneak in that way.

Eric walked the grounds with a watchful eye, checking on his men constantly. None of the Marshals below were allowed to indulge in any of the services as Paradine ordered, he wanted his men ready for a battle and not spending all their energy trying to screw every prostitute in the place.

Paradine sat in the same office as Luke, he smoked slowly on a cigarette feeling it burn his throat and enjoying the roughness of it a little. He watched Luke these past few weeks and surmised that if Eric were out of the picture, this little empire he built would fold under his brother’s leadership. The idea of simply betraying Eric and taking both wings had been just an idle thought at first, believing that killing him would somehow empower Luke to lead.

But seeing his childlike sullen behavior when being told he could not go into the game rooms or banter with the bar tenders and hearing his voice become horrified when told he couldn’t do some other minor thing showed Paradine that killing Eric would do the opposite to Luke. He nodded his head slightly when he watched Luke berate this slightly fat woman for bringing him a flat beer to go with his steak dinner.

“What was it like?” Paradine asked as he blew out twin streams of smoke from his nostrils.

“What was what like?” Luke asked squinting through the screen of smoke that had risen.

“To fuck the fairy, what did it feel like?”

Luke was looking closely at Paradine to see if perhaps he was teasing him. He saw though that it was a serious question, and he thought for a moment before answering. He had been laying on his back naked in one of the high roller rooms, he reached out to touch one of her breasts but she slapped his hand away roughly and said something about getting cut.