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Angela responded, “Please what, dog?”

Benji panted, “Please, Mistress, tell me what you need from me.”

Angela laughed but sounded soft and like a bell ringing, “Oh dog, you make it too easy. I want you to tell us everything that happened that night.”

Michael and Joe yell in unison, “Don’t say,” but the floggers cut their next words off.

Gene opened his mouth. “You say shit and I will make sure you don’t see tomorrow.”

Mistress Elaina stepped directly in front of Gene and used her riding crop to raise his chin. She made eye contact with him. “Who gave you permission to speak, worm?!?”

Gene’s face became red, and he opened his mouth to retort, but before he could speak Mistress Elaina placed a bar gag in his mouth and fastened it. Gene gave her a look of hate.

Chloe snickered and Alex smiled, enjoying the sound of Chloe’s laughter and that it was at the expense of her douchebag of a cousin.

Angela began her application on Benji again. He begged at least four more times before he started just blurting out the story. He began with the setup. Gene had overseen getting Chloe to willingly come to the room. The other three had waited in the games room for them to enter. Benji’s job was to secure the door. He swore he didn’t know what they were planning, or he never would have been a part of it. “Gene had said Chloe had been a little tease all night and was going to give it up to them finally. I secured the door, but then saw the way Chloe fought Michael, Joe, and Gene. She was like a feral cat being pinned by a pack of dogs. I was about to say something and then Gene grabbed a pool ball and hit her in the head. As her eyes were rolling into the back of her head, Michael tore her dress down from the center of her chest to the bottom. Joe ripped at her pantyhose and panties. Michael bit at her chest. Joe shoved his hand hard into her crotch. It made me think I was watching a crow tear up a dead animal on the side of the road.” Benji told them how he threw up in a trash can, but knew he couldn’t do anything on his own, as he had been a part of this plan. He was sobbing now and gulping for air while Angela patted his back like a child. Benji told them how he couldn’t watch or listen to what they did, so he curled up into a ball in the corner by the door. He was a mess on the table with Angela and couldn’t talk anymore. He quickly fell unconscious again. It was clear the experience had made him never want to be part of this group..

Alex spoke, startling Chloe. “I figured he was the weak link and just along for the ride.”

Michael finally broke and was sobbing to his mistress while hanging from the straps on one cross, “We just ripped her clothes and fucked her. We didn’t do the stuff Gene did. We just wanted some fun with her as she was totally hot and would avoid us all the time, like she was too good for us.”

His assigned mistress spoke now, “Really, dog? How arrogant of you to think she was avoiding you for that reason.” She applied a set of hits to his already red and welted flesh. “She was avoiding your stalker friend. You know, the one that was putting those ideas in your head.”

Michael’s head snapped up to look at Gene. Gene nodded at him. Michael howled, like his soul just realized the devil he had dedicated himself to all these years. He looked at the mistress standing next to him and started talking.

“Gene convinced us this was how we could have a good time with those girls that snubbed us at parties. The first one of ourprojects, as he called them, was a girl that we ran into at a frat party that we had crashed. Gene told us she was drunk and thought she was too good for us.” Michael got quiet, but Joe started talking

“We caught her in the park walking or, more like, stumbling to get to her dorm. Gene offered to be a gentleman and escort her to her door. She thought he was just being kind. Instead, he took her on a detour.” Joe hung his head a bit.

Michael continued, “We took her to a tool shed behind the dorms where they keep the maintenance equipment. She was a mess when we were done. Covered in cum and sticky with blood. Gene seemed to like to be the last one and made sure we cleaned the scene up while he took the girl elsewhere.”

The mistress of Joe flogged him a few more times, asking if there was more. “Yes, mistress,” was his answer. Joe and Michael confessed to at least five more incidents of sexual assault committed by their group on the college campus.

The women exhausted both men from the application of the floggers and the emotions of their confessions. They begged their mistresses to please stop and fell into a sleep where each one had hitched breathing from sobbing so hard.

The guys in the tuxes removed the sleeping men from the room one at a time.

Chapter 13

ThemistressesstoodbehindMistress Elaina once the minor players were cleared out of the room. Mistress Elaina smiled at Gene. “Your turn. Are you ready?”

Gene tried to speak through the bar gag. Mistress Elaina shook her head. “You don’t really learn well, do you, Little Gene?” She licked her shiny red lips. “You are going to be fun, little worm.” She gives him a quick but very sharp whack on his shoulders with the riding crop.

Gene flinched, and the camera showed a red welt on him. Chloe could see him trying to talk, but the gag was preventing anything but mumbling from coming out. Mistress Elaina seemed to understand him, “Bitch? Really? Do you think I have earned that title? I think it is too soon for you to have any pet names for me. You may, of course, worship me at any point. Groveling is best for any sort of acknowledgment.” She said these last words while tossing her hair over her shoulder.

Alex laughed aloud, completely amused at this interaction, and looked at Chloe. “She has a way about her, doesn’t she?”

Chloe, showing rare jealousy, asked, “Do you like that in a woman?” She was feeling insecure while watching the display of sexuality and power in that room.

Alex turned serious again, “No, that is not my preference. My personal needs would clash.” He kissed her ear, “Besides, kitten, I have been too distracted and consumed with another woman lately to notice anyone else. If I didn’t tell you earlier, you smell divine.” Chloe shivered from his attention and words. “Shall we concentrate on the interrogation?” he asked, and she nodded.

Mistress Elaina pulled at the back of the chair, down by the seat. She grabbed a handle and removed a panel from the seat.

Chloe’s brow furrowed. Alex responded to her silent inquiry. “She took out a section of his seat. It leaves certain body parts exposed for tool applications.”

Chloe’s mouth opened and then closed. She watched as Mistress Elaina had one of the other mistresses step forward and apply a flogger to the underside of the chair in a slow but firm set of strokes. She then made a sign to stop. Gene’s face had contorted with pain. When Mistress Elaina removed the gag, he released a string of curse words and angry retorts through clenched teeth, most of which Chloe couldn’t understand. Mistress Elaina, though, smiled slowly at him.

“What the fuck are you smiling about, you little bitch?” Gene spat the words at the Mistress.

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