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Dropping her chin to her chest, Zoe takes a moment to compose herself before looking back up to find Rocco looking at her expectantly.
“Your turn.” He advises her, and she stiffens.
“What?”
“Well, you have to take three turns, actually. One for Beth who isn’t here, and then the final two blows must come from you.”
“What? Why two?” She squeaks and Rocco’s glare turns harder.
“Well, the first one is because you are one of them, so you don’t get to sit back. And the other is for fucking lying to me and denying Alana’s involvement.”
“So you’re punishing me, too?” she hisses and Rocco nods.
“Yes. But if you think it’s not enough, I can arrange a separate punishment for you.”
“Just do it, Zoe,” Alana whisper-yells before Zoe spins to me, her eyes pleading for help, and I fucking wish I could help her, but this is still a lesson she needs to learn about our world. About the role she’s stepped into.
“You can do it,” I whisper instead of what she wants to hear, and when Alana places her hand on Zoe’s shoulder, she drags her gaze from me to face her friend.
“I will make them pay for this,” Zoe tells Alana quietly, and because I’m the closest to them, I’m the only one that hears.
“I have no doubt.” Alana smirks through her tears and then steps back, rolling her shoulders back and preparing for the final three slaps.
Zoe stands before her friend, taking a few deep breaths as she prepares herself, and then she delivers the first slap.
It’s loud, just like most of the others, and I glance at Rocco, who looks pleased.
“Another.” Alana hisses, sucking in a breath and Zoe nods, but takes a moment to look at her feet before she lifts her head and rolls her shoulders back.
The second slap is just as loud and forceful, and Zoe releases a frustrated gasp before shaking her hand out.
“One more,” Alana whispers to Zoe, who is trying to recompose herself.
Zoe isn’t used to such violent ways. She fights with her words, not her hands, so to be the one to physically hurt a friend would be breaking her heart right now. That much, I know.
“One more,” Zoe whispers back to her friend before rolling her own shoulders back and then puts an end to Alana’s punishment by slapping her harder than before.
With whimpers and cries, the Cruz Cunts engulf Zoe and Alana, while Rocco announces that the punishment has been dealt with, and he returns to his office, closing the door.
That kinda pisses me off. He should be out here dealing with the aftermath. Because there will be fucking aftermath if Zoe has anything to do with it. I just hope it doesn’t involve me waking up with my balls being shoved down my throat.
Zoe
Thehours,days,andweeks since Alana’s punishment quickly start blending together. For the last two weeks, the Cruz Cunts have been a stickler to the club rules. Doing exactly what’s expected, but not lifting as much as a pinky finger beyond what the rules of the club demands.
They’re not even bothering to come up with reasonable excuses anymore. Now, they’re going out of their way to make sure Rocco and the others know they’re on some kind of weird strike.
Ha! I bet he regrets giving me access to the rule book he used to enforce Alana’s punishment. Because since then, thanks to yours truly, I’ve found enough loopholes that the Cunts can leave the Kings with blue balls.
“Sorry, I can’t serve you a drink. I’ve chipped my nail, so I might have to go lie down.” Rose’s clipped tone has me sniggering into my palm.
“And I’m on my period,” Alana chimes in from next to me.
She’s acting like Tio asked her to spread her legs. For the record, all he did was ask Rose to hand him a beer, which she promptly refused.
“How long are you going to make them suffer?” I ask Alana.
“Until they learn,” she answers vaguely.
