Chapter 16 Ceremony award 3

The break after the second award was an excellent way to get everybody to calm down and reflect on what had just happened. As a group, we had tortured Gemma to win her challenge. She had begged us to do it, but I am sure some people felt terrible.

“I bet you are relieved you were not the most recognized?” I asked Diane as I gave her something to drink from a water bottle. She was still tied to the bench, and even though the bench looked soft, staying in that position for this long could not be comfortable. By my estimation, she had been there for at least forty-five minutes.

“We are down to a fifty percent chance,” Diane said. Her voice sounded down. “Only three more prizes and there are six more girls. Also, both Ashley and Emily are still in the running for the awards.”

“Everybody thinks you are getting Queen Bee,” I said to cheer her up, “And I verified, and I scored a lot more points than the others.”

“Thank you.”, Diane replied, “You are my rock. Don’t let me give up, okay? No matter what the challenge requires me to do.”

I replayed her words in my head. They sounded sincere. I promised I would and kissed her.

Penelope called everybody to regroup and continued her speech. It would be a doozy, given that her dog Creed planted himself at her feet.

“The next award might be controversial. And you might think, Is this achievement worth the support of the Queen Bee organization?”

Penelope rambled on without giving any details of the prize or who had won it. She just talked about how uniqueness, authenticity, and originality can lead to richness and fame and how getting this award could be the right way for the right person to achieve fame and glory.

“We have decided to call it the ‘Hair of the Dog’ award,” Penelope said, starting to explain where the term hair of the dog came from and how it was related to drinking the day after a hangover.

Was the award for the best drinker? Diane would have a fair chance of winning this.

“The winner of this award did something unique. She didn’t win a single favorite point. Her body parts were not even marked as a favorite by her partner. Her oral skills seemed lacking, and even when penetrated with any appendix, this lady did not impress.”

This is another harsh statement from Penelope, but this had not described Diane. It was a double-edged sword. I felt relieved as Diane could still become Queen Bee, plus the name ‘Hair of the Dog’ award didn’t sound good. But there were also only two awards left.

“The winner of the ‘Hair of the Dog’ award is Brianna!” Penelope paused for a second before she had revealed the name.

It stayed silent in the room.

“Brianna, congratulations on your nomination!” Penelope said as she walked towards Brianna. Brianna did not look pleased. “But as you know, a challenge is associated with each prize. Are you willing to perform a challenge?”

“Bring it!” was all Brianna replied.

“Gentlemen,” Penelope asked loudly, “I need help carrying her to the middle.”

During the break, the empty frame that had contained Gemma had been pushed to the back of the room, and now the middle was empty again. Almost all men volunteered, except Heidi’s partner and Fran’s boyfriend.

Six men were overkill to carry a single girl and a bench. One person, Ashley’s boyfriend, took the front. Brianne’s face was planted inside his ass, and he made sure everybody knew. Four others each held a corner and did most of the lifting. I just followed, staring at Brianna’s exposed privates, but I had nothing to do otherwise. The temptation of staring at her privates was too big, so I decided to wet some of my fingers and jam a finger inside Brianna’s asshole while trying to pretend to lift the back of the bench. My action triggered a series of loud curses from Brianna. I responded by inserting another finger in her ass. That seemed to get the message across as she stopped cursing.

As a group, we carried Brianna and the bench to the middle. I pretended to steer the group via my fingers up Brianna’s ass - I am sure she loved it. Once Brianna was placed down, I moved to the front and quickly wiped my finger clear underneath Brianna’s nose. From the angry look on her face, I don’t think she appreciated that either but kept silent.

Once Brianna was in place, Penelope started talking again. Penelope explained how it must be tough to rise to the top if you are in a situation where no human wants to have intercourse with you and nobody in the group appreciates what you have to offer. She offered Brianna a challenge, but this time, she was concise about what the challenge would entail.

“Brianna, would you be willing to prove to the group that you are worth the act of intercourse by letting my dog bond with you and place his semen inside you?”

I heard a loud “Hell yeah” from one of the guys, but then it was silent again as people were waiting for Brianna’s answer.

“I accept.”, Brianna said. Her voice sounded as high and mighty as ever.

The response was a variety of cheering and mumbling as people discussed the consequences of her choice.

“Very well.”, Penelope said. She walked to a chest and took some towels, a bowl, and ropes. Next, she walked up to Brianna and placed the bowl underneath Brianna’s vagina and the towels at strategic places on Brianna’s body, keeping them in place with the ropes.

Penelope stood at the right side of Brianna to ensure that she did not block our view. She called Creed and had him sit behind Brianna.