**Amilea POV**
"Elliot, stay for one minute, maybe less. When they are out of sight, go into my office. When I get them in, come in. I don't want them to see you until they have no way out."
I went in. "Where are you?" I asked the bodyguard at the bar. At least I had given a text to the bartender to provide a fun pill. This aphrodisiac takes a bit of time; I want them to lower their guard. "Hello there, do you want to speak to me?" They looked at me. "Yes, can we go to your office?" I led the way; I could feel Elliot on the way. When I got to the door, I saw Elliot coming in with long strides. I locked the door and looked at Elliot to knock them out. We got in the elevator and then took the red room.
I took the bag off my clothes and locked them on the tables. After 20 minutes, they woke up from the heat of the fun pill. Should I pair them with guys? As for women, I think I would torture them. Or I could do two guys and one woman.
1. Stella Sun
2. Unknown woman
3. Another woman who just came in
4. Con man
5. Unknown man
6. Unknown man
7. Unknown name
8. Unknown men came in
At first, it was a con man; he had a mask that looked like Elliot. Then Stella Sun, the unknown woman, and two guys came with them. A few days passed, and now all the people who wanted to destroy me were here. If only Able King were here, then I could do my worst and plot this messed-up game.
"Elliot, I want to pair them only with guys. Or do you want to do it another way?"
He looked around; he saw a con man in the tub. Then people at the tables. Then he saw women there. "I didn't realize Gwen River was here. When I first brought her to my house to have dinner with my family, she got hooked on my brother. At times, I saw her with him at places to eat, but I found out that they were playing with me. She was around the corner with me, not that far, and then I found a USB with my secrets on it."
He took a long breath and then let it out slowly. "He wants to use her so I can be caught doing something illegal so that he can take my position in the company." He walked back to me, his eyes like a great force reminiscent of the pitch-black eye of a hurricane. "Have her with two guys. If you can get three, have her use all the holes. I want her to be hurt badly." There's more to the story for him, but I let it go for now. "Yes."
"I want a video, Mistress, to send to him. I want to see if he comes for her," Elliot said.
"Let's do that." I got up from the office and started my software. "It's best to have the email, then a phone number, or last thing—a social security number."
Looking at his phone, he pulled up his number. I put it in, and the map came up; he was across the street. I got camera surveillance there; he was sitting at the table, just sitting. But his face showed mixed feelings—anxious, then terrified. Then he grabbed his hair. Let me see if he saw me and Elliot come in. He did not; that was good. It meant that he had messed up a lot of things.
"Smith, where are you? I need your help with a quick thing. Able King is at the coffee place across the street from my bar, and I need him here, please." Before I finished, I could hear footsteps approaching the car. "Come another way. I got it open now, and I don't want anyone to see, so it'll be out on the street for 30 minutes." He made a noise of annoyance. "Yes, little girl," he said, laughing.
"So Elliot wants to join in on the fun with me. You can stay here if you want."
"Yes, Mistress, please."
Ten minutes later, he came in. "Fuck yes, this will be fun."
"Con man, you are moving out, and I will give you a bed to sleep in. A new person is going there. Are you ready to see your demon? You need to face and accept your past, then you can gain the power to move on. Look at me; I did that."
His face looked so lost; it had been a long time.
On the other side, I pulled out the bed on the right side of the room. This one is nice to sleep on, but when a person lies on it, bars come out from the floor beneath the bed. There is a small toilet to the left of it.
Then I got the tub ready with hot water. "Command tub torture for man."
Half the tub was filled with water; I got him and dropped him in it. He screamed as he came up in shock. I locked him in with a wooden plank so that he couldn't get out.
"Hello there, it's so nice to see the mastermind of this issue. So tell me, what is this about that I have to be involved in?"
"Fuck you, bitch! You're just a pawn to be used." Tsk, it seems this will be the hard way.
"Command 25 voltage." I put a rubber in his mouth and let it go for 1 minute. "Command stop." He panted so hard that his eyes were closing, about to sleep.
"How long do you want to do this?" I looked at Elliot to see how this would play out. He nodded; it was not decided yet.
"What's your deal on this?" I took off the rubber from my mouth as he glared. "Fuck you, I will not say." Okay, let's do this. I'll do it the hard way. "Can I use my pill on him with another guy, please, just for a day?" He looked at me with a big smile. "Yes, go ahead, do whatever you want."
I went to the table to see—oh, they woke up! This is great; the drug is perfect. It is very hard not to use it. "Who wants to go first?" He moved very fast; I picked him.
"Command drain tub, handcuff hands." I took off the wooden plank; he was lifted to the ceiling, his feet not touching the floor. "Have you ever had a guy go in here?" I put three fingers in; fuck, this will be fun.
"No, no please, not that..." He looked horrified, begging, "Not this."
I got locks for his legs; I was very tight. I lowered him down; for the other guy, I put a lock on his legs, but he could move around. This guy was trying to fight the drugs, but when he looks at the person in front of him...
Now Able is trying to fight or trying to get to the floor. Not sure. "What is your deal?" Come on, tell me so I can play with him. It won't last long for him. I approached him, got my plug, and got him ready—just half, at least this way he won't bleed. Now, another guy rubbed my ass; I can feel him getting hotter. It is almost at the point where he needs to put it in.
I grabbed his dick and pumped it up with oil; that's more pleasure than anything. Then I took it out; he came out with a huge one. Now the next size for this is four fingers in the butt. Now it will be fast to get him to open up, hehe.
"Holy fuck, dumb woman, stop it; it won't work on me." He kicked. Now the other guy slowly put it in my ass. "I'll go slowly, Mistress; it's getting harder to hold back. Now I need to go in."
I got more oil and put it in his ass; I can feel his balls getting harder, about to cum.
"Able, this time for fun, I will torture this way. This will last for a few hours. If you can stand for an hour, I'll let you go in a cunt for the rest of the time. Do beg as much as you want; I enjoy it."
Finally, now let me lower them to the floor and get him in position. Now, more oil than the other guy is put in; it's a sweet guy; he just leaves it in my ass, feeling it. He must have a lot of willpower.
"Now you have him; do as you wish, don't hold back. Be a good pet and hold him tight when you go in." He nodded his head; he looked excited. He grabbed first, then guided his dick nicely; he went in with no problem, ugh—and screamed at the other guy. His dick leaned in for a bit, then pushed in, then held.
Able tried to move away, but he was so locked in his legs and arms that he couldn't do anything. Then finally, the drug took full effect; he did not hold back anymore. He took it out, then back in slowly, then sideways. "Fuck, bitch, stop it already! I swear I'll get you. There's a long history of why I am doing this to your damn ass brother. His mother took something from my mom, and I want him to go through the same thing that his mother went through. I'll use you in whatever way to break him, just like my mother went through."