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#A SPACER STORY NOT OWNED BY ME I JUST WANTED TO SHARE IT SINCE IRT HAS BEEN ROTTING AFTER SPACER SITE WAS SHUT I WASNT ABLE TO CONTACT HIM SO IF HE CONTACTS ME I WILL REMOVE IT. # This is a sexual related story with lot of sublissive type of scenes so if not in to it dont bother. This is a story of character ryan who without his knowledge is being pranked for april fool by hyping the college babe by jack ( so called friend) that she is a submissive. check how the twist happens and his life turns upside down in sexual way

novelist101 · Politique et sciences sociales
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CHAPTER 41

"Get a blindfold!" Monica barked. "Actually, make that two!"

After a long silence, Jordan asked, "Two blindfolds? What for?" She responded because nobody else did. Normally, Ryan, Kate, or Erin would have taken the lead with this group, but they were distracted by seeing Jack and Vince lying there in defeat, while the two stone foxes were getting started on a dual handjob, since they were holding his very insistent erection already.

Monica explained, "These two pendejos have seen quite enough of our beautiful bodies, thank you very much! In particular, Kate and Erin, I don't want them to see one more second of the sexy way you're handling The Beast."

Many of the others had never heard the nickname "The Beast" before. It wasn't explained, but it didn't need explanation. All were continually impressed at the sheer size of Ryan's erection.

Monica continued, "Let their imaginations run wild! Let them suffer, wishing they could see if you really are taking things to the next level!"

Ordinarily, Jack and Vince would have tried to lift their heads to at least see some of the handjob action. In their minds, anything sexual whatsoever involving both Kate and Erin would beat the highest quality pornography, even if the two bombshells were fully clothed. However, their spirits had been completely crushed by the revelation that Monica was awake and knew everything, and furthermore, that the others all probably knew everything too. They didn't even try to open their eyes.

Jordan pointed out, "That sounds like a great idea, except this is your room, after all. If anybody knows where blindfolds would be, it would be you, right?"

Monica said, "Right. Hmmm, let's see. I don't have blindfolds per se, but I have a couple of bandanas. Everybody, hold everything!"

She had been standing over the two jocks, but she rushed to a dresser, got out her bandanas, and carefully folded each to make it into a thick, wide blindfold. Then she went back to the jocks and tied the bandanas around their heads. Normally those would have been fairly easy to take off, except that was impossible for Jack and Vince to do so, since their hands were cuffed behind their backs and they had been left lying down for good measure.

It was clear that Monica wanted to lead the proceedings for a while, and the others were fine with that. They felt she deserved it, since she'd had the hardest job in the sting operation. So the others just waited for Monica to get ready.

That's not to say there wasn't activity while they waited. Kate and Erin got very busy stroking Ryan's exposed boner. Earlier, they had warned Nancy and Brandy that there would probably be a certain amount of sexual activity with Ryan once the two jocks were subdued. At the time, Nancy and Brandy said they were okay with that, but now Erin thought it would be considerate to double check.

So, while Monica was busy with the bandanas, Erin waved Nancy and Brandy over and whispered to them, "I know that you said you were okay with seeing some sex action. But now that it's happening, is that still the case?"

Nancy and Brandy looked at each other, not wanting to step on the toes of the other one.

Then Brandy shrugged and said, "Personally, I don't care. You know I'm lesbian. It does nothing to me."

Nancy said, "I do care, and it does affect me. Normally I would mind, a LOT!" Her face was suddenly

twisted with anger. "But in this case, I want you to do MORE to Ryan, because it'll help those two criminal fuckwads suffer! Torture them mercilessly with the hottest sexual show they'll ever hear, but never be able to feel, or even see!" She seemingly caught herself and calmed down. "So don't worry about me."

Kate thought, Whoa! Poor girl. She really has issues. Erin must be right, she really was raped by Vince and she hasn't gotten over it. Who would? That must be terrible. She's a bit on the skinny side, but with her stunning face and long blonde hair she really should have found a nice boyfriend by now. But I think she's still too traumatized to even be seriously dating.

I'm so lucky. I've lived the ultimate privileged experience. Sure, I've had to put up with more than my fair share of leering and cat-calls and even groping, but that's gotta be a completely different thing.

Erin had similar thoughts, although she didn't feel so privileged - she also came from a wealthy family, but she knew Kate's was in a different category altogether. She nodded, and said, "Fair enough. Buckle up and tighten your seat belts then, 'cos things are likely to get pretty wild!"

Nancy couldn't stop staring at all the moving hands on Ryan's privates. At the moment, that sight was capturing her interest even more than enjoying Jack and Vince lying on the floor in defeat.

She was continually astounded by the sheer size of Ryan's erection. Kate had the top position and was steadily rubbing his sweet spot, while her other hand was fondling his balls. Erin was slowly pumping a fist up and down his surprisingly long and thick shaft with one hand while using her other to tickle his perineum (the "taint"). Nancy had had a reasonable amount of sexual experience, but it had all been one-on-one.

Nancy asked Erin, still in a whisper, "By the way, why are you asking Brandy and me about this and not Monica or Jordan?"

Erin waved Nancy in closer, causing Nancy to lean in and down, and Brandy leaned in too. That put them surprisingly close to Ryan's fully exposed crotch. Then Erin whispered up to them, "To be honest, we haven't been entirely honest with you. You see, Ryan doesn't just have two girlfriends on the third floor, he has three. The truth is, Monica's gotten very intimate with him too. I don't have to ask her anything because she's fine with sharing. And I don't have to ask Jordan anything either. She's not one of his girlfriends yet, but I stress 'yet.' I think it's coming."

Nancy and Brandy were astounded.

Nancy stared some more at the way Kate and Erin were stroking Ryan's long, thick pole. She thought, I haven't had sex in nearly a year, ever since... the incident. But seeing that is doing something to me.

Waking up feelings I'd nearly forgotten. But still, I wouldn't want him to actually DO anything to me!

She whispered, "Four girlfriends?! At once?!"

Erin admitted, "I use the term 'girlfriend' loosely. Maybe we could call it 'friends with benefits.'" She didn't want to admit the "personal slut" aspect to them because it was too embarrassing.

Nancy asked nervously, "Is he... is he going to want to... do things to all of us?!"

Kate had been focused on the handjob, since she had the prime position holding the cockhead. But she decided to field that one, even while she endless rubbed two fingers against his sweet spot. Despite Nancy in particular watching closely (or maybe because of it), she couldn't resist leaning in and giving that spot a loving kiss as well.

Nancy and Brandy gasped at that. Both of them would have been loath to admit it, but they were getting quite aroused watching the dual handjob. In Brandy's case, she was much more interested in the sheer passion on Kate's and Erin's faces.

Kate finally responded, "Oh, no. Don't worry about that at all! He fully understands that you-"

Kate got interrupted because Monica had finished securing the bandanas around the heads of Jack and Vince. Monica was standing above them, down by their legs. She clapped her hands together loudly, indicating she was ready to speak.

The feisty Latina had had a lot of time to think about what she wanted to say while pretending to sleep, and now she couldn't wait to get it all out. "Okay! Ladies and gentleMAN" - she strongly stressed the "man" to make clear there was only one man in the room worthy of respect - "and pendejos. It's time to explain to our two pendejo guests exactly what they did wrong, and how we're going to punish them for it!"

Ryan was having a hell of a great time. Not only were Kate and Erin using four hands on his cock and balls, but now that the bandanas guaranteed Jack and Vince couldn't see anything, they'd started to lick his cock as well.

Kate started it first. As she began her lapping, she thought, I'm soooo baaaad! Especially with everyone watching. My face must be burning red with shame. But how can I NOT lick? It's like The Beast needs even more tender loving care!

Once Kate started in, Erin quickly followed, only a little further down his shaft. If anything, she was even more red and embarrassed, since she thought she had the willpower to resist only to find out she didn't. She tried not to think about what she was doing or who might see.

Despite all the highly arousing stimulation, nobody else was asking, so Ryan felt obliged to ask, "Excuse me, Monica, but what's a 'pendejo'?"

Monica gleefully replied, "I'm glad you asked. And by the way, forgive me if I break into Spanish from time to time, because I'm feeling pretty worked up right now. A 'pendejo' is a shithead, an idiot, a moron! And these two losers below me are definitely pendejos to think that they could try to rape me and get away with it! Though really, this isn't about me at all, because I'm sure they would have been glad to rape any of us. They don't care about feelings or personality in a woman. It's just a matter of fucking a tight hole!"

Ryan thought, Oh boy. I've gotten pretty carried away with my language and even my behavior tonight. It's been great, but I need to be careful that I don't let my big dick turn me into a total jerk like these two. God knows I love dominating my sexy sluts, but to me they're people with feelings, not merely "tight holes." I'm even falling in love!

Jack felt completely helpless and defeated. He was frustrated that he couldn't see or move. But he could still speak, and he figured he needed to start using his "silver tongue" to get out of trouble. So he asked, "Excuse me, but can I say something?"

"NO!" Monica barked him. "You're going to shut up and listen! Right now, we do not plan on getting physically violent with you; we have other ways to get our revenge. But if you try my patience by saying ANYTHING unless you're asked a direct question, that policy may change. I can think of lots of ways to make you hurt! If you understand, just nod you head and shut the fuck up!"

Jack and Vince nodded their heads.

Monica crossed her arms under her ample rack, pleased at their silence. "Good. I don't have to tell you what you were planning on doing, since you know. But you don't know just how much WE know, and how much we've recorded!"

She considered telling them that they'd even recorded them first making their date rape plans in the basement pool, but she decided against it because she knew they'd revealed the names of other date

rapists in their SAE fraternity, and she didn't want them to possibly tip those guys off about that later.

Instead, she said, "We have you two on video from the moment you entered this room, and from multiple angles! We've got clear audio and video of you talking about how you're planning on raping me, and bickering over who gets to go first. We've got you on camera taking off the clothes of a clearly passed out woman, and taking your clothes off too! You were all set to get started when there was a knock on the door!"

Ryan felt like he was on the verge of going out of his mind, thanks to the way Kate and Erin were going to town all over his cock with their busy tongues, and their fingers covering even more territory. But he was determined to stay engaged in the conversation. He spoke up. "Monica, please tell me they didn't actually do anything to you, aside from taking your clothes off." He worried he'd been too slow getting into the room.

Monica beamed. She could easily see what Kate and Erin were doing but acted as if everything was normal. "Don't worry! Remember, Erin was in charge of the timing, and got it just right. They spent forever trying to get my corset off, and once they did, they were arguing over who got to go first when you knocked on the door. My savior!"

Ryan didn't feel like a savior, but hearing that took a big worry off his mind. Meanwhile, he continued to thrill to all the cock licking and stroking.

Jack, being the bolder of the two jocks, spoke up. "But that's the thing. We didn't actually DO anything!"

Monica bellowed, "Bullshit! What you did was a crime, attempted rape, and you know it! Hell, you even used the word 'rape' yourselves, more than once! It's as open and shut a case as there can be! Furthermore, you're such shithead morons that you've already forgotten about my strict instructions not to speak out of turn! You will be punished!"

She looked around and found Nancy standing by. "Nancy, do you want to do the honors? You're probably even more angry at them than I am. Why don't you give Jack, oh, I don't know, one swift kick in the balls? Maybe then he'll start to learn that we're not to be messed with!"

"Gladly!" Nancy said, her face filled with rage.

But Erin, even though she was busy licking up and down Ryan's shaft, was listening closely, and she lifted her head up and shifted positions to look past Ryan's body to the others. "NO! Wait!"

Nancy had already taken a couple of steps towards Jack, but she stopped.

With her hand still outrageously pumping up and down hot cock right below Kate's still active tongue, Erin said, "I know it's tempting, but let's not lower ourselves to their level. Remember what I was saying to some of you earlier: physical wounds heal quickly, but legal problems last for years. We don't want to give them any grounds to complain they were victims. We have far better punishments in mind that will last much longer!"

Nancy sighed with frustration, but she nodded. She found the whole situation surreal with the double cock licking going on, but she focused her attention on the two jocks and her desire for revenge. She reminded herself that the sexy noises filling the room were part of their punishment.

Monica also nodded. "Fair enough. You may need to remind me of that from time to time, 'cos they're right at my feet and they're just so kickable." She looked back down at the two bodies at her feet. "So, you douchebags, I suppose you'll get off with a warning this time. But if you two so much as say a single word, remember that we're wearing high heels with pointy tips!"

Jack and Vince nodded obediently. Jack could feel the urge to verbally fight back leaking out of him.

Clearly, he wasn't going to be able to talk his way out of this.

Monica continued, "You two shitheads can look forward to going to jail for a long time. And don't expect to get any leniency for being a first time offender or having a rich daddy or some crap like that. You're so STUPID! Such pendejos! Even as you were getting ready to rape me, you freely confessed to past crimes! Like when you struggled to get my clothes off and compared that to how difficult it was to stripping some of the other knocked-out girls you drugged."

She shook a fist at them, despite the fact they couldn't see. "MORONS! And don't think you can slip free with lawyers and influence. Our parents are even richer and more influential than yours, especially since we've got Kate on our side. You've fucked with the wrong people. This is your worst nightmare!"

Monica was right that Nancy in particular was the angriest of the group. Indeed, just as Erin had speculated, Vince had taken Nancy on a date nearly one year ago, gotten her quite drunk, and then raped her. She'd clearly told him "no" and tried to fight him off, but she was no match for his size and strength. She'd been emotionally suffering from it ever since. In fact, it had only been in the last few weeks, with the start of a new school year, that she'd made some tentative efforts to begin dating again.

So Nancy couldn't keep quiet anymore, and she yelled at the two prone bodies, "What do you have to say for yourselves?! How the hell can you justify your behavior?!"

There was a silence, and then Jack spoke meekly. "Monica, can I answer that?" Monica chuckled. "This time, sure. Good luck!"

Jack said, "I throw myself, us, at your mercy. We were stupid and inconsiderate."

Nancy interrupted, "'Inconsiderate?!' It's not like you fucking cut in line at a bank! Rape can ruin a woman for LIFE!"

Jack winced. He knew he was sunk. "I have no excuse. We have no excuse. We're just young, dumb, and... full of ourselves, I guess. We didn't think. Like I said, we're throwing ourselves at your mercy. However you want to punish us, punish us. Just please... we don't deserve a long prison term! Right, Vince?"

Vince was startled, since he expected Jack to do the talking. But he managed to say, "Right. We beg for your mercy. Yes, we did wrong, but we're not like real rapists. The girls we did it with are hardly lily- white. They-"

Jack and Vince were touching from shoulder to elbow, since the handcuffs cuffing together kept them close, even lying down. Jack did his best to nudge Vince, since he figured making that argument would only make matters worse. But he was too late.

Nancy threw her hands up in exasperation. "Oh, great! Blame the victim! That's what scumbags like you always do, blame the victim! But you're wrong, dead wrong! You're to blame, 100 percent! Vince, just because I agreed to go on a date with you didn't give you permission to fucking RAPE me! For fuck's sake!"

A shocked silence followed. The other girls knew that was the first time Nancy had ever admitted her date rape to anyone in the sorority, and Ryan guessed as much. In fact, even the dual handjob came to an end because it didn't seem right to continue in the circumstances.

Monica walked to Nancy and gave her a hug. "I'm so sorry! I think it's a good thing you just said that. We, the rest of us in this room other than those two scumbag motherfuckers, we feel your pain. We want to help you. We can't change the past, but maybe we can help make the future a little brighter."

Nancy squeezed Monica tightly in a heartfelt hug and started to cry.

Kate suddenly stood up and rushed to Nancy. She wrapped her arms around her too, and said, "Listen. I know I've been kind of a bitch the whole time I've known you. We've had our issues with each other.

But I'm starting to experience a new kind of joy with Ryan, and even love! And it's opening my eyes. I want to turn over a new leaf and put our past squabbles in the past. We should be friends! I want to help you get over whatever demons are haunting you."

"Thanks!" Nancy repositioned her arms to better include Kate in the hug too. She kept on crying, but she was pleasantly surprised by Kate's support. Ryan hadn't been told the full story, but Kate and Nancy had butted heads quite a lot, especially since they had been the two major candidates to be the next Kappa Kappa Gamma president at the end of the last school year.

Erin had already gotten up as well and was standing by. Once Kate finished talking, she joined the group hug and said, "The same goes for me. I've had a kind of change of heart too. Us third floor Kappas should stick together!"

"Damn straight!" That voice belonged to Monica. She flung herself at the group hug and squeezed tight.

At the same time, Jordan joined the hug from the other side. "Me too!" she said. "Ditto to all that!" Then Brandy joined in. "Me too, too! Nancy, each of us wants to be your friend and support you."

Nancy was still distraught over her confrontation, especially with Vince, but she was overjoyed at the support too. She found herself crying tears of sorrow and joy at the same time. Trying to lighten the mood, she joked, "Hey, everybody, don't hug me to death!"

Ryan felt awkward. He walked to the group hug, and tapped on Erin's shoulder. "Sorry, this is kind of weird, but is it okay if I join the hug too? I know I'm a guy, and an outsider to this sorority, but I have a heart and I want to lend my support too."

Erin asked, "What do you say, Nancy? Can he hug too? In a platonic way, of course?"

Nancy responded, "That depends. Does he have his fly zipped up?" She was in the center of the hug, so she couldn't see much.

Erin looked down to check. She was relieved to say, "Yes, he does. The Beast has been put back in its cage, for now."

Nancy chuckled through her tears. "Then sure. Why not?"

Ryan joined in the hug, but tentatively. He stayed on the outside of the large mass of bodies, and in fact didn't make any contact with Nancy in the middle at all. He also was careful to always keep an eye on Jack and Vince. He worried that they would try to escape when they hoped everyone else was distracted.

Jack did start to wiggle a little bit, but he realized it would be supremely challenging to even stand up.

Ryan was about to bark a warning at Jack, but before he could, Jack gave up. He realized that there clearly was no way they could escape, even if they were standing. Just trying to open a door with bandanas over their eyes and their wrists cuffed together and to each other would be next to impossible.

The group hug continued for a couple of minutes while Nancy cried herself out. As Nancy's tears started to run out, but with the hug still going, Kate said, "I have an announcement. Everybody calls me Princess Kate. I'm the natural leader of this sorority, and its president. So far, I've used my powers for, well, not bad exactly, but not really good either. Basically, I've been selfish and uncaring. But no more!"

She broke the hug and took a few steps back in order to make eye contact with the others. "From now

on, I'm going to run this sorority in an entirely new way, striving to make ALL the Kappas happy. And furthermore, starting this very moment, I say we start a new group, kind of a sorority within a sorority. I call it... the Third Floor Club! A special group of the seven of us. And yes, I'm including Ryan in it. I know that might be controversial, but please, take a 'wait and see' approach on that. In a week or two you'll see why. Okay?"

There were a few affirmative grunts and nothing said in opposition, so Kate continued, "Anyway, we've had a history of kind of sniping against each other, jockeying for status and power. Enough of that bullshit. We should work together! To help Nancy heal. Hell, to help all of us heal. We all have our problems, including some we've never admitted to, I'm sure. I've got MY share of problems, there's no doubt about that!"

That got a lot of chuckles and giggles. The group hug was breaking up as all the others repositioned to face Kate.

Kate continued, "We ARE the elite of the elite in this sorority for lots of reasons, such as our unusual beauty, charisma, social wiles, and general smarts. We should use those special gifts and talents for good. For instance, once we're done with those two losers" - she thumbed in the general direction of where Jack and Vince lay - "we should keep going and clear out the rest of their ilk until us girls can start to feel truly safe on this campus!"

Nancy was beaming, even though her eyes were red and her face was streaked with tears. "Hear, hear!" Her hope and optimism soared. She'd been feeling all alone with her rape issues, since she never shared her secret with her sorority sisters.

Monica said, "I second that! Let's all join hands to make it official. And yeah, Ryan is a guy, but I think everyone here will soon realize that he's no ordinary guy and he belongs with us. Kate isn't the only one who's kind of fallen for him tonight." She winked in his direction.

Ryan thought, Whoa! What does that mean?! But the conversation was moving quickly and he didn't have time to ponder.

Brandy said, "That nice, but... I don't want to be a downer, but can we at least vote on this? It would feel very different if it was an all-girl group. I think it would be more empowering that way."

Monica said, "We could, but I'm pretty sure he's already got a majority of four votes, and that's without him voting. Kate, Erin, me... and what say you, Jordan?"

Jordan spoke firmly. "Oh, I'd vote for him 100 percent. Nancy, Brandy, please don't judge him until you know him. He's not just a well-hung guy; he's a NICE guy. I can tell already. What if we include him, but as a provisional member for the next two weeks, so you DO get a chance to really know him? Then he can join permanently if the vote is unanimous."

Everyone nodded in agreement at that reasonable suggestion. So, without further ado, they stood in a circle and all held hands.

Kate was thrilled. Feeling bold and impulsive, she decided to express her genuine thoughts out loud while they were all linked together. "This is great! I feel like really am turning over a new leaf, and maybe the rest of us are too. Why do we squabble with each other when we could be good friends? We have a lot in common. And why don't we even join forces to make the world a better place?"

She continued with infectious enthusiasm, "You know, I've had one big epiphany tonight, realizing that I've been living my life all wrong and that I've been missing out on great sex and true love. But now I feel like I'm having a second epiphany: helping others IS its own reward! I feel really good about taking down those two rapists over there, and I feel even better supporting Nancy in her struggle to

regain her dignity. A group victory feels soooo much better than an individual one! Don't you all agree?"

The other six people standing around her nodded and murmured in agreement. There was a special mood in the air.

So Kate slowly raised her hand, causing the other six connected hands to rise up together until their seven arms formed a cone shape pointing to the ceiling. "I now pronounce us the Third Floor Club, dedicated to making the world a better place, AND having fun together!"

"YEAY!" A general cheer rose up. Only Jack and Vince remained silent and sullen.

Suddenly, Monica was all business. "That's great, but before we really start celebrating, we need to take out the trash."

She walked back to the two date rapists and lightly kicked their ankles to get their attention. "Hey! Pendejos! Don't think we've forgotten about you. Consider yourself lucky that little group unity thing just happened, because maybe now we're not feeling so angry and vengeful. But that doesn't matter, because we came up with a plan for you and we're not going anywhere until we see it through.

¿Comprendéis?" ("Do you understand?") Jack and Vince nodded.

Monica continued, "I'm sick and tired of hearing your excuses. We ought to double your punishment just for that sorry attempt to blame the victim. But it's your lucky night, because we ARE willing to offer you an alternative to prison."

An idea came to her, and she motioned for Brandy to come near. Brandy did so, then Monica whispered in her ear, "How's the copying of the evidence coming?"

Brandy whispered back, "I haven't been able to get away, but everything from the key video cameras should be recorded to our computers by now."

"Good. Why don't you go start making back-up copies, and then bring back an audio snippet of some damning stuff they said, just to prove to them we have it all recorded. Okay?"

Brandy nodded. Then she bashfully said, "But... I don't want to miss any of the smack down."

Monica whispered, "Don't worry. We've already talked in detail about what I'm about to tell them, and you should only be gone for a couple of minutes, right? Hurry back! Besides, we've kept a couple of devices to record all this too, so you can watch that later."

Brandy nodded again and then rushed out of the room.

Monica looked back down at Jack and Vince and said, "I like that you're still silent. Maybe you're not totally incapable of learning. Here's how it's going to go. We want you gone! Immediately and permanently! That means you're going to quit this college immediately. As in tomorrow!"

Jack and Vince groaned. Jack was going to complain, but then he realized that scenario was much, much better than spending years in prison.

Monica went on, "Furthermore, we don't trust you. You could swear up and down that you've learned your lesson, but we have no reason to believe you. So, at a minimum, we need to take you away from society, and put you somewhere far from women where you're less likely to do harm. So you have one option and one option only!"

She paused dramatically, then said, "Join the military! Immediately! And not just any military branch. We want you to join the Navy. Hopefully, you'll spend most of your time on ships with other men. And

yes, we know there are some women in the Navy now, but those are some tough characters. You won't be able to catch them off guard, and if you do they're liable to get their own revenge on you."

She continued, "But that's not all! We did a little Googling. It turns out the statute of limitations for rape in this state is six years. However, since there were two of you working together, that makes it aggravated rape, and there's NO statute of limitations on that! So we have you by the balls... forever! That said, we realize that it is possible for people to genuinely change for the better. So here's what we're going to do. For the next six years, you two will be completely celibate. And I do mean completely! We're going to keep an eye on you two. You foolishly targeted some girls who are FILTHY rich. Kate alone could afford to pay private investigators to keep watching from now until the end of time."

Kate was standing back with Ryan and Erin. Each of the girls had their arms around him, but they'd stopped the sexual hanky panky for now. She said, "That's true, and I will! Gladly! And I won't even feel a financial pinch. That's chump change for me."

Monica nodded approvingly at Kate, and continued, "So, for the next six years, no dating, no hook-ups, no nothing. No exceptions! I suppose you can masturbate, if you're sneaky about it. But don't worry, it's not as bad as it sounds, because you'll be spending the next six years in the military anyway. If you quit, fail out, go on a date, or do ANYTHING to displease us, we've got the evidence, and we're ready to give it to the authorities at any time. We recorded this room with audio and video from multiple angles. We're in the process of making copies of copies already. We're e-mailing it to friends, secretly posting it in the Internet cloud, and much more. We're being VERY careful, and there are a bunch of us. There's no way you can get out of this except to do what we say!"

She continued, "Furthermore, you will tell no one about what happened here tonight, or these terms we're telling you, or anything else! AND you have to pay restitution to all your victims! We've got a few names already, since you foolishly mentioned them out loud, and there's Nancy here. Furthermore, you'll tell us the rest right now. If you don't, remember, we've basically got bottomless resources, and we have a lot of ways of finding out. Moron pendejos like you have a foolish habit of bragging to your frat buddies. Oh, we'll find out! We'll compare the list you tell us and match it against what we find, and if there's any discrepancy, we'll sic the police on you!"

She snapped her fingers. "Does somebody have a cell phone? I don't want to take the bandanas off their faces, so let's record them confessing. We can get it on paper later."

Ryan's cell phone hadn't been used for their surveillance efforts, so he went to get it, knelt next to the two jocks, and started recording.

Jack and Vince were so beaten down that they didn't even put up a token resistance. They quickly confessed to all the times they'd ever drugged and/or raped any girls. They were reminded to include any arguable or borderline cases, just to be sure. It turned out that Jack had done it to four different women and Vince to eight.

Once they were done, Ryan stood back up and returned to the arms of Kate and Erin. He said to them as he hugged them, "I don't get it. I just don't get it. Why? Why?! Okay, I could understand if some social misfit, some total loner, would try to rape somebody. Obviously, it's just as bad, but that's how the stereotype goes. You wouldn't expect guys as handsome and as popular as these two would rape anybody. Especially Jack. He's like the poster boy of the square jawed, blond haired, frat jock. He could probably sleep with a different girl every night if he really tried. I just don't understand!"

Ryan had been talking to Kate and Erin, but since nobody else was speaking, everyone heard. Nancy asked, "Yeah, you shitheads, why? I really want to know why! Why not fuck somebody else

who IS willing? Why?!"

Jack sighed. He said, "I don't know why. I certainly don't think of myself as a rapist. But.. there were a few times when the temptation was there. It was easy. Other guys were doing it. I didn't think there would be a problem. Maybe, maybe I thought I was invincible. I just... I'm sorry, okay? It was stupid. I didn't think!"

Ryan thought, There's a cautionary tale. He thought he was invincible and he lost all sense of right and wrong. With my newfound big cock "super power," I'm going to have to be very careful not to fall into the same trap. Luckily, although my mom and dad have gone overboard with their Bible thumping, they raised me right, with good moral values. I'll never be like them!

Nancy kicked Vince, and none too lightly. "What about you?!"

"The same," Vince whined. "I'm sorry! Especially to you. I really am! You were really hot and I wanted you really bad. I didn't think it mattered. I didn't know it would haunt you so long. I basically forgot about it a few days later and I figured you would too."

Nancy held her head in her hands and sighed.