Lustful Paradise

The two men hit the ground and rolled around, struggling for air. They coughed and choked as they tried to get back to their feet, but Lucifer's powerful slam made them weak and dizzy. Their bodies trembled on the ground as they were still struggling to get back their breaths.

After taking a few moments to breathe and recover, they looked at Lucifer with shocked and scared expressions on their faces. They couldn't believe that someone so strong and scary was in front of them.

"It's a mistake... Please let us go. We promise to never repeat it... We didn't hurt you or anything. Please forgive us this one time..." Alex pleaded, looking at Lucifer, hoping that he would show some mercy and spare their lives.

"Yes... Yes! We will leave this place and never come back. You will never see us again, I swear." Victor also begged with a look of terror on his face.

However, instead of feeling moved by their pleas, Lucifer simply chuckled. The sound was dark and ominous, sending shivers down their spines as he looked at them with a sinister grin that chilled them to the bone.

"You two think you can harm me, rape my women, and then ask for mercy? How foolish... It looks like you don't understand the situation here. So, let me explain it to you." With his eyes fixed upon the two men lying before him, Lucifer continued, "I am not going to kill you because I pity you, no... It's because I will make you regret ever trying to do anything against me. You will beg for your deaths by the end, but I won't grant you that mercy until I am satisfied."

With a smirk, Lucifer moved closer to the two trembling men.

Seeing that, Alex thought about screaming for help. But before he could shout out loud, Lucifer kicked him hard in the mouth. Then, without giving him a chance to recover, Lucifer kicked Victor in the mouth as well.

With their mouths bleeding heavily and some teeth knocked out, the two men writhed on the ground, letting out muffled screams of pain.

"Arghhh..."

"Ahhh..."

They looked at each other with fear in their eyes, knowing that they had messed with a truly dangerous person. In desperation, they tried to crawl away from Lucifer, dragging themselves on their hands and knees, but it was no use.

"You know," Lucifer began in a cold voice, "I hate insects like you the most. You think you can do whatever you want, but you don't realize who you are messing with. Now, I am going to show you the consequences of your actions."

With his fists clenched tight, Lucifer approached the two terrified men like a predator stalking its prey.

Without a shred of mercy or remorse, he delivered a brutal punch to Butler Alex's face, then grabbed Chef Victor by the hair and slammed his face hard against the floor. The force was so violent that a puddle of blood soon formed beneath them.

Lucifer then grabbed the knife from Chef Victor's side and stabbed it into his leg before turning his attention to Butler Alex.

With a sadistic grin, he pressed his foot down on the knife, causing Chef Victor to scream in agony.

"Arghhhh..."

Alex watched in horror as Lucifer mercilessly beat and tortured Victor.

"I am sorry... Please let us go..." Alex begged, tears streaming down his face as he tried to back away from Lucifer's wrath.

"Oh? Now you are begging for your lives? How pathetic," Lucifer said with a shake of his head. "You should have thought about that before you tried to mess with me."

With that said, Lucifer continued to torture the two men, taking pleasure in their suffering. He inflicted unimaginable pain on them, breaking their bones, cutting their skin, and making them bleed. The screams of agony filled the air as the two men were subjected to unspeakable cruelty.

As he continued to torture the two men mercilessly, Lucifer felt a sense of power and satisfaction wash over him. It was like a drug coursing through his veins, fueling his anger and making him want to cause even more pain.

Despite their cries and pleas for mercy, Lucifer showed no signs of stopping. In fact, it only seemed to make him more determined to continue his sadistic torment.

He took pleasure in watching their suffering, deriving a twisted sense of satisfaction from seeing them broken and helpless before him.

It was a proof of his strength and dominance, reminding him of the power he had over those who dared to defy him. Making him understand that he didn't need to care about any rules of society.

He alone was enough to judge and deliver punishment as he saw fit.

He didn't need to wait for the so-called laws and system to deal with people like them.

After all, there was no point in letting them live while they would be doing such vile things again to others after coming back from the prison.

And making them live in a cage wasn't enough. It was nowhere enough for the kind of things they were planning to do.

For Lucifer, it was a moment of catharsis and release, an outlet for the anger and frustration that had been building up inside him.

With each stab of his knife and every punch he delivered, he felt a little more of that tension melting away. It was as if all his problems were being exorcized through the infliction of pain and suffering on these men.

Soon, silence fell over the room as Lucifer wiped the blood off his face with his hands. He was breathing heavily, his body still trembling with adrenaline. But it was done.

The floor was stained red with the blood of the two men who lay motionless before him. Their lifeless eyes stared up at the ceiling, forever frozen in fear and regret.