Page 18 of The Will

“A pathetic piece of shit,” she responded.

Chloe loved how Mistress Elaina’s short, sweet response was filled with disdain and pity for a creature lower than herself. Chloe admired her ability to be forceful and in control, even in the face of a physically stronger person.

“Again.” Mistress Elaina ordered. The second mistress stepped forward for another round of flogging. This time Gene clenched his jaw in an attempt to be silent. He cried out on the last three hits and Mistress Elaina signaled for the second woman to stop. “Are you ready to speak now, little worm?” she inquired.

“Fuck you,” Gene shouted at her. It only made her smile again, but this time her perfect white teeth were revealed. Mistress Elaina licked along the edge of her top teeth, like a wolf preparing to pounce on her prey. The other three girls in the room gave her space on her signal. She reached for the whip attached to her waist. In the blink of an eye, Gene screamed, but Chloe only saw a slight flick of Mistress Elaina’s wrist.

“Did she do that?” Chloe asked Alex.

“Yes, she is precise and quick. If she wanted to, she could torture him for hours and even have him begging for her to continue,” Alex added. He looked over and checked on the other camera which was focused on Cy and Uncle Gene. Cy had gotten Chloe’s uncle talking about something like they were old friends. “Way to keep him busy, Cy,” commented Alex.

Chloe watched in amazement as she would see only a slight movement from Mistress Elaina, and Gene would scream again. He was panting and sweating profusely. Mistress Elaina had only done this repeated movement ten times before Gene was begging like Benji had. He had tears streaming down his face. Mistress Elaina explained, like Angela had, that she would only accept the proper address. Gene shook his head, having caught his breath. Mistress Elaina only shrugged at him. She continued with her flicking movements another ten times before he again reached a limit. She paused, awaiting his proper address. He was silent for too long. She started back up with the flicks of her whip.

Chloe finally understood what Mistress Elaina was whipping when one of the other girls moved so she could see Gene’s body parts hanging out of the hole in the chair’s seat. Mistress Elaina had been, and would continue to be, flicking his balls with the whip. Chloe imagined it was pain on another level, but then remembered she was applying it to the person who had stalked and hurt her. She didn’t smile about it, but it was a relief to know the person receiving the punishment was due the pain.

“Mistress, please,” came the beg from Gene. Sweat and tears streaked his face. He was blubbering, so Chloe couldn’t understand what he was saying. His breath was rough and shaky while his sobbing continued.

Mistress Elaina pulled up a chair. She sat down in front of Gene and raised his head by placing her riding crop under his chin. She nodded to Angela, who came forward with a handkerchief and wiped Gene’s face.

“Now,” said Mistress Elaina, removing her crop. “It’s time Gene.”

Gene nodded and spoke at a steady pace. “Dad wanted Chloe to be compliant again. Her time away from him at college had made her too independent. He knew he wouldn’t be able to control her if he didn’t break her again. Dad told me to do something that would scare her. He didn’t tell me what that had to be. I had wanted to fuck Chloe for as long as I could remember, so I got an idea. I got my buddies involved, telling them she had been teasing me for years. Michael and Joe had seen Chloe many times. They were all for teaching the tease a lesson. I let them have the first chance with her. They were done with themselves in no time. I’m the one that took my time.” Gene paused and hung his head.

Mistress Elaina asked him if he was going to continue. Gene shook his head. “I am too ashamed to tell you or anyone else what I did. Benji was right. It was like we were animals feasting on a corpse. Once we broke her like that, I took her to her room and just dumped her, naked on her bed. I took her shoes off, but I left her like a rag doll in a pile of blankets.” He sobbed uncontrollably again. “I’m sorry, Mistress.”

Mistress Elaina stood up and patted him on his head. “Dog, it is not me that needs to forgive you. That will be up to Chloe, but I can tell you that I wouldn’t.” She took a deep breath and pulled his head back by the hair. “Now it is time to talk about your grandfather. Are you ready for that?”

Gene nodded, “What do you want to know, Mistress?”

Mistress Elaina looked at him with a long stare. Gene stammered, “About his…his death?” Mistress Elaina tilted her head, the movement prompted Gene to speak without her needing to say a word. “Okay. Dad was furious when he found out about the change in the will. If he could have gotten away with it, he would have hurt Chloe on the day we found out. He was just as mad at Grandpa. Then, when he discovered Grandpa would be taking insulin for the rest of his life, he hatched a plan.”

Gene continued to explain that his father had gotten all the supplies to make sure it would look like an accident. He was going to switch the stronger solution out with his father’s regular insulin. He knew Chloe would administer it, but he didn’t count on her being so diligent with locking up the insulin in the fridge.

“She left him in a lurch,” Gene explained. “That is why he came to me again. He never had the guts to do his own dirty work. I had never liked Grandfather, that self-righteous bastard, so it was no problem for me to do it. I wore gloves and left it all there so it would look like she did it.” Gene licked his lips. “It was supposed to make her come running home to us again. I would have kept her this time, but Dad had to fuck it up again. He has always pissed on my good time, especially with her.”

Mistress Elaina was so disgusted with this last bit she had to stand up and turn away from Gene. She gripped her crop so tight, Chloe thought she was going to break it. Her face turned red and contorted like she was fighting a very large demon from within herself. She took a deep breath and spoke softly through clenched teeth, “Please remove him.”

All three of the other women nodded and spoke in unison, “Of course, Mistress.”

One retrieved the two male helpers from previously. The other two ladies removed the restraints and dressed Gene.

Mistress Elaina turned, now composed, and sweetly said to Gene, “Now you are going into the room next door and writing down everything you said to me. Two of my friends are waiting to see you. I will be pleased if you do this and go with them. Do you understand?”

Gene looked at her with adoration. “Yes, Mistress.”

Mistress Elaina nodded to the group. They moved in unison to escort Gene right into the other room with a blank pad of paper and a pen. Once he was situated, one mistress retrieved the two officers from the lobby. They were more than happy to be taken to a man willingly confessing to them. Gene smiled at them, elated to see the Mistress’s “friends”.

Chapter 14

Cyhadbeenentertainingthis sick moron for so long that he thought he would never get the cue from Alex. Eugene and he had discussed the prospects for him to be included in the next profitable deal with Thaddeus. Cy had been sure to tell him that Thaddeus was picky about the people he did business with regularly, stating that a man had to give an excellent overview of his life, his political leanings, and his ideas for the future. This conversation had turned out to be the bane of Cy’s night.

The man just went on and on about himself, his control, his opinions, and his plans for the future. Cy might have been interested except for two things: Eugene Harrison was a pompous windbag that wouldn’t know an opportunity if it came up and slapped him in his flappy jowl, and he was a complete narcissist. He really thought people needed him in their lives. It was like he had this delusion in his brain that made him think he was the best thing that had ever happened to those around him. He could not fathom how they could live without his interaction. His narcissism made Cy’s father seem small in comparison. Thaddeus at least had charisma. This man was hard to look at for a long period. Cy knew this whole situation was his fault in a way, as Eugene was a client of the law firm, but Alex was going to owe him big time for this part he was playing. He was going to need a shower after to wash off the slime.

Cy had listened to the interactions going on in Mistress Elaina’s room. At one point, Cy didn’t even hear Mr. Harrison anymore. Once the scene had concluded in the makeshift dungeon, Alex quietly asked Cy if he was ready. Cy nodded. This was his cue.

Cy’s nod confused Eugene, “So, you are on board with this plan?” he asked.

Cy smiled. “No, not in the least,” he replied cheerfully.

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