119 (Warning Brutal Content) The Twisted Harvey

  Harvey smiled as he gently sliced the sides of the four inches hotdog in front of him as the blood spurred and a scream of the man echoed in the whole room. The boys were cheering. 

"Just kill me, you bastard!" Jake screamed at him as he was suffering in pain. More painful than getting his skin peeled. Harvey was busy playing on his lower part, cutting it like a hotdog. 

"So, should we put it in the oven or fry it?" Harvey asked. 

"We can grill it!" Viper suggested. 

"You are always an energetic student, Viper." Harvey pointed his small knife and winked at him. 

"Kill me!" Jake screamed. "Just kill me instantly! Please!" 

"Oh, he said please." Harvey laughed playfully and chipped the head of Jake's manhood and he screamed in as the blood squirted out. Harvey looked at Beatrice who kept her eyes close and her back. "Make sure that she's watching," Harvey said coldly.