Chapter 13 Sunday Breakfast

At breakfast, Emily greeted us with a quick hug and kiss.

“You never guessed what happened when I returned to my bedroom?” Emily said with a look that was a combination of both excitement and anger.

Neither of us was in the mood to guess, so Emily continued.

“I saw Ashley sneaking out of our bedroom.”, Emily said, “I saw her closing the door as I turned the corner.”

Emily explained that she had confirmed with her brother that it had been Ashley. While he didn’t know her name, the description matched the girl he had spent part of the night with. I found it astonishing that even after all these days and challenges, he still hadn’t bothered to learn everybody’s name.

“Wow”, Emily said as she poured herself a glass of juice, “Did he tell you what happened?”

Emily replied that her brother had heard somebody knock on their bedroom door in the middle of the night. He had opened the door thinking that Emily, had gotten back. That’s when he saw a pretty blond girl show up. She explained that her brother is a model and hadn’t thought anything of it. Pretty girls always showed up at his hotel room to fuck, and he hadn’t seen this weekend as any different. He had let Ashley in, and she had immediately thrown herself at him. He said they fucked a few rounds, and they fell asleep. He hadn’t noticed that she was gone until Emily showed up.

This was a crazy development. I had seen some of the girls stare at Emily’s brother, so I was not 100% surprised. Another option was that Ashley had gotten into a fight with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend was an asshole, and maybe she had come to Emily for support, only to find her brother alone in the room. Emily dismissed that suggestion, pointing out that she and Ashley weren’t particularly close, and that Ashley had a closer relationship with Gemma.

The competition was over as well, Diane mentioned, so she wasn’t sure how this information could still be relevant or useful. The points had been tallied and the winner should already be known. On the other hand, Emily insisted that this event was critical and that Ashey shouldn’t get away with this during this weekend. She looked irked as she left to go back to her brother.

From a distance, we saw Ashley and her boyfriend come into the living room. They acted as if nothing had happened, and Diane wondered if he even knew that she had snuck out in the middle of the night.

Heidi was next on Diane’s list, so we made our way over to her and her boyfriend. As the girls discussed their predictions for the winner, Heidi insisted on her belief that it would be Diane. However, Diane said that her top picks were either Emily or Ashley. They delved into their thoughts on the competition, with Heidi expressing disappointment that the challenges hadn’t been more “challenging” and was visibly frustrated by the fact that it seemed more like a popularity contest decided by men. She suggested that the current setup hadn’t worked in her favor, especially considering the less-than-impressive partner she had brought along. Throughout the weekend, he had appeared rather useless in my eyes as well.

“Why do you think Brianna showed up this weekend?”, Diane asked Heidi as she took a bite out of a sandwich.

“You know Brianna”, Heidi said, “She never believes she won’t win and will just make up another reality where she has won. I am sure she has her talents, even in this field, but just like for me, this wasn’t her competition to win.”

It was insane to me how easily these girls were ignoring the sexual events of this weekend and were focussing on the competition aspect. In the car ride up, Diane had said that they were all psychopaths in their own way, but most successful people were, she had claimed. This breakfast turned out to be a wealth of information. So far, I learned that Heidi had wanted the competition to be more extreme, and Brianna had other sexual talents. I felt both of these topics were worth exploring, but the girls had already moved on.

“Can I ask your partner a question?” Heidi asked Diane. I gave Diane a wondering look, like why Heidi needed Diane’s permission, but Diane ignored my look and replied that I was completely at her exposure if she had any questions for me. I could have made a big deal about it, but this was one of Diane’s best friends, so I played along and said I would be happy to answer any question.

“Thank you.” Heidi said, “Before the event, I expected that the sexual activities were to be performed to us by external parties. The goal would be to see how far we would be willing to go. And to intensify our emotions, our partners were brought in, to witness our humiliation and degradation. I was incorrect, as we now know, but that does make me wonder. As you Sir have been an active participant, I have a two-fold question for you. Would you be willing to confess to the activities that you performed on my body? Second, how do you justify violating a variety of women this weekend, who were in a position where they could not stop what you were doing to their bodies?”

That question was not one that I had expected. The conversion had been pleasant and this was a huge twist. Suddenly I was accused of being a rapist and not in the bantering way that Diane and I had talked about it. I knew my behavior this weekend was far from squeaky clean, so this question was tough to answer. I glanced at Diane, but she looked at me, waiting for my answer too. I felt trapped. To gather my thoughts, I took another bite of my food and used the time to prepare my answer.

As I chewed my food, I decided that the best approach to the answer was to address it head-on but to reduce my active role. Openness had worked well in my relationship with Diane, even though we had broken up, and it felt the best approach here. I would give Heidi a play-by-play of each round in detail as it pertained to her and me.

In round one, I had indeed seen her breasts, I explained, but they had been hard to avoid as they were exposed. The breasts never were directly identified by me. It had merely been a guess which breasts were hers, and I still was unsure. The last part was bullshit, as I knew I had identified all correctly.

In the second round, I mentioned that I had strictly stuck to the assignment, I had felt the subjects presented to me and assumed Heidi had been one of them. Yes, I had penetrated everybody digitally, including her, but it was strictly because I needed that information to identify her as the person behind station number six. Heidi confirmed that she was at station number six that round and that my identification had been correct. I skipped the part where I had forced my fingers in several girls’ anuses at other stations.

The third round again was a picture round. I explained, that I was merely a passenger on that round and that as a team we had provided the answer. It was mostly true. I had given the suggestions, and Diane had confirmed that my answers matched her information.

For round four, I shared my suspicion that she had not participated in the oral event. Heidi seemed upset by my accusation that she had skipped that round. She told me that she had participated and that she had been the woman behind station number seven. I couldn’t remember who number seven was and shared I had given up on the recognition part of that round. I had placed my mouth in each hole, and the girl behind the hole did the rest. I knew I hadn’t orgasmed at that station, so it seemed like a fair story.

Finally, I got to the last round, round five, and I started to sweat a little. I realized quickly that the part with Heidi was not that bad. I explained that yes, I had tried to probe her analy, but again, purely for game purposes, and yes, I had penetrated the girl behind booth six, but that was the assignment given. I remembered leaving early from that station and shared that as well.

“Very well”, Heidi said in a straight tone, “Thank you for sharing that with me. It seemed you behaved within the parameters of the competition. But that doesn’t completely dissolve you. What about the second part of my question?”

She had to remind me what the second part of the question was, and she explained that I hadn’t gone into the aspect of how I could justify violating eight women this weekend.

The second time I heard her phrase this question, the path to answering became clear. I explained that my justification was simple. For rounds one and three, I hadn’t asked for them to expose themselves to me. That decision was made for me. In round four, I just put my mouth in a hole that’s it, that is where my active participation had stopped. And yes, for rounds two and five there had been a more active participation on my part, but in my understanding, each girl had consented to every action that had taken place and signed forms. Diane had told me so. I omitted the fact that it had occurred after round three had already taken place.

Furthermore, I explained that from my viewpoint, I was the one who had not consented to many parts of this challenge and often was just along on the ride, once I entered into a round.

Heidi gave me a slow clap of applause. “Very well put Sir.”

Afterward, she adopted a more casual tone and explained that she had just been teasing me, assuring me that there were no hard feelings. She complimented Diane on her choice of partner. Then, she launched into a tirade about her partner, criticizing his performance on the same test and mentioning that he had only just started apologizing for his behavior, which had been a terrible way to go about it.

Diane laughed, she knew Heidi and had realized the prank she was pulling. I was just glad that I could stop sweating now as the tension had gone.

“And, yes you were a gentlemen.” Heidi continued, “I have been fisted in both the front and the back, I had my vagina slapped, my tits groped, my hair pulled and my clitoris twisted. Many participants were not as courageous as you were. I believe the two of you would make excellent winners and the two of you can count on my vote.”

The voting part was news to me, but less of a concern. I asked if she knew who had done what, and she said she didn’t, nor did she care. She realized after round one that she wouldn’t win but certainly had no intention of quitting as this was the challenge she had signed up for. She did elaborate on the tit grab. It had happened during one of the party games, and it had been done by Ashley’s boyfriend. It hadn’t been an accident, she explained.