“Maggie, oh thank God its you! These bitches, they …”
Sarah sensed that the situation might quickly slip away from the girls. She quickly grabbed the strap and whipped it hard across Josh’s elevated rump. “They what, Josh?” she said. “They gave you what you deserved, didn’t they Josh? Remember Josh?” She whipped his cheeks again. “Remember what you asked for Josh, when you met Rebekkah?” SNAP! This time the strap cut low and wrapped around the soft flesh at the crease of his buttocks. Josh screamed at the fresh agony to his well-punished rear.
“Cut that out for a minute!” Maggie barked to Sarah. She turned back to Josh and leaned forward. “You have one minute to explain why you are ass-naked and tied to this bed, with this bunch of half-naked whores diddling their clits as you get whipped, wanked and ginger-fucked. And this better be good!”
She stared into Josh’s eyes as his mind raced for an explanation. “I – I can explain,” he stammered.
“Yeah? I’m sure you can, if I give you long enough. But I kinda like you in this position. I should have thought if this long ago. You might as well repay a few debts while you’re in the mood.” She took a step towards the foot of the bed and snatched the strap from Sarah’s hand. She eyed up her target, then returned to stand by Josh’s shoulder.
“This is for hitting on my cousin at Lou’s wedding.” She whipped the strap over her shoulder. Josh screamed as the strap whipped down on his right buttock from top to bottom, the tip biting into the tender strip at the top of his thigh. The girls saw his buttocks ripple with the impact as the leather bit deeply, then slid away, the white imprint quickly flooding with red as blood flooded the area once more.
“This one is for Karen. She told me all about the dick who tried to pick her up. Didn’t know she was a cop too, did you?” The strap whipped down on his other cheek. Josh was whimpering now.
“And this one? This is for this whole scene! This one takes the biscuit Josh! We are so through, and I guarantee, you will not be fucking any more bitch whores for a while!” She whipped back the strap and aimed dead centre. The strap snapped down the length of his cleft. The tip curled under the curve of his cheeks to plant it’s fiery kiss on Josh’s sac. The yowl of anguish was deafening as he slumped forward, sobbing into the pillows.
The strap hung then. Maggie give Josh one final, disdainful stare and turned her murderous glare to the three girls. “You whores! You evil, selfish, perverted whores! You just can’t keep your hands off a man, or each other, can you?”
The trio stood with mouths agape at what they’d just witnessed. Maggie stepped away from the bed and up to the girls, now grouped together for support. Sarah and Rebekkah tried to cover their nakedness, feeling vulnerably exposed in the suddenly charged atmosphere in the room. Josh, now forgotten, moaned and sobbed softly on the bed.
“Now then, ladies,” Maggie swung the strap against her palm as she spoke, “I think it’s time to pay the piper. You’ve had your fun with my man. He’s yours now. He’s a half-decent fuck, or he was at least. Maybe one of you can suck his bollocks back down and give him a trial run? Although, I suppose you already all did that, did you? How did it go then?” she pointed to Rebekkah, “You’re a cocksucker, I know that, so I bet you sucked his nuts while …” Maggie looked around, eyes resting on Sarah … “While you rode his dick, and you …” she stepped up to Adriana, “Miss Goody-Two-Shoes, you were sat on his face, rubbing your cunt up and down his bristles. Did he lick your ass? He likes that. Bit of an ass man is Josh. He’s tried to fuck my bum so many times I think he’s a closet queer. You probably made his night when you gingered his arse.” Maggie snorted a sarcastic laugh at her own joke.
The girls just stood, transfixed by this menacing woman in uniform, swinging the thick leather strap hypnotically. Adriana was on the verge of tears and the other two just clung together for security. “Well anyway, I’m sure you all got a nice taste of each other and Josh. No point denying it, from what I can see. But there is a price. There’s always a price.”
Adriana sobbed. “I had nothing to do with any of this,” she cried. “They called me, told me to come over. I’d only just got here when you arrived!” she was raising her voice now, adrenalin getting the better of her. “I had no part in getting him in here. He was already tie up when I got here. They were both playing with him, teasing him, wanking him. They were the ones getting off on this, not me. You saw them both, frigging as they played with him. And they told me he tried to rape Beks. That’s the only reason I stayed, to give him a taste of his own medicine. If I’d known they’d picked him up in a bar I’d never have come.”
Maggie stared as Ariana spilled her words. Adriana suddenly realised what she’d said, what that might mean to them all. Torrid sex was one thing, but kidnap, forced confinement and sexual torture was quite another, even if there was just cause. Maggie shook her head, trying to make sense of things. Finally she spoke.
“Okay, so we either have a cat house here, with you two – three – soliciting this piece of shit, or we have a little posse of vigilantes taking the law into their own hands, and dealing out some street justice to a perverted little fucker. Now I might have some sympathy with the latter. Too many men think women are easy prey, but I think you crossed the line when you started getting off on this. Kinda makes you just as guilty, don’t you think?”
The girls glanced at each other, unsure which path to follow and the consequences they might face. Maggie watched their sidelong glances, each trying to read the others’ faces, each trying to figure out their version of events. Finally she’d had enough. “Okay ladies. Here’s the deal. Clearly, you are all guilty of something, even if that’s only that you are all skanks. Now, you may be whores or heroes, and I don’t really give a shit which at this point. Not when I come into a room and find her …” she glared at Rebekkah “…half-naked with my man – again!” The others glanced sidelong at Rebekkah. When this was all over they would certainly be getting those juicy details out of her, one way or another. Maggie interrupted their thoughts.
Maggie was slowly pacing the room. “So,” she said, “I think we can solve this between ourselves, if you’re all agreeable. Balance the books, so to speak?” The way she said the words left no doubt that there was no other option on the table. Reluctantly the girls all nodded their assent.
“Okay. So, first things first, let’s level the playing field. He’s naked, and two of you might as well be, so let’s have all of you out of your clothes.”
The three girls stared at each other and then at Maggie. She stood, cross-armed with the leather strap dangling. “You can’t do this!” Adriana yelled. Maggie’s palm flashed across her cheek.
“And who are you to argue?” yelled Maggie, right in Adriana’s face. “I could call this in, get a few cars out here and have you tell them your story, if you prefer, see what they make of this little cat house. I know a couple of the guys who would love that, would be all over you three. Very handy, they are. Maybe they’d like to play cat and mouse too? And then there’s always the police radio. Reporters are always tracking that. Wouldn’t be any time at all before there was a news van outside, and your pictures all over the evening news.” She let the words sink home. “Or, we can resolve this between the five of us, right now, no repercussions. Now – I will count to five, and if you are not each stripped naked as the day you were first fucked, you will see your names in lights ladies, I guarantee it.”
Sarah was first to act. She tugged her short over her head, popped her bra clasp and stood stark naked, staring defiantly at Maggie. Maggie slowly looked her up and down. She smiled as she took in her smooth mound and firm tits, nodding in satisfaction. She turned to Rebekkah. “Okay princess, you next. Not much left to strip away anyway.”
Rebekkah coloured as red as her hair as she shucked off her sweat top. Bra-less beneath, she was now naked. Maggie eyed her small, pert breasts. “Not much to look at, are you? I don’t know what you have over the guys. Must just be that over-worked mouth of yours.” Rebekkah dropped her head to avoid her stare. Maggie grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up. “Sweet Pea, this day has been coming for a long time. Don’t try playing little miss innocent with me!” As she spoke she thrust her hand between Rebekkah’s legs. Her fingers came away wet, and she wiped them over Rebekkah’s cheek. “Not much innocence there, is there?” she spat.
Maggie moved over to Adriana, the only one fully clothed. Her cheek still flamed from Maggie’s strike. “Okay – your turn.”
Adriana pleaded, “Please don’t. I had no part of this, you have to believe me!”
“She’s right,” said Rebekkah. “She just got here, she didn’t do anything. It’s all me.”
Maggie turned, “Well, not quite ‘all you’ since your friend there was the one ramming ginger up his ass and leathering him, but legally, she’s still an accessory.” She paused, “But maybe we can cut a deal.”
She spoke to Adriana. “If you are so innocent, and you say you’ve been set up, then you can be the one to administer justice to your friends here. Do it right, you escape. Let them off lightly and you pay the same price, plus theirs. Deal?”
Adriana looked from Maggie to Sarah and Rebekkah. The other two girls gave the slightest nods to indicate their support. The looked up into Maggie’s face. “Deal.”
… so what will Adriana need to do to avoid Maggie’s wrath? Let me know your storyline ideas!