Chapter 26 Car Ride

Diana and I are sitting in the back of the fancy town car that will bring us back home after the wild Queen Bee weekend. I am staring at the camera that Taylor, Penelope’s granddaughter, had given me just before I stepped in the car.

“Are you going to look at it?” asked Diane.

After Taylor had flashed me her vagina mount and I had seen a strip of hair similar to Diane’s, I had a good feeling what this camera would show. In the final round, I had fucked a girl in the ass after I thought I had identified Diane. After the event, Diane said it hadn’t been her but had not identified who the girl was that I had fucked as it hadn’t been any of the other participants either. I think we finally found the unidentified girl.

“The quality is amazing, given how dark it was,” Diane said as we watched the video on the digital camera.

Somehow, the black sheet that separated me from the girl during the challenge was not seen in the video. The video was edited and showed the girl and me in a single shot. In the video, I was feeling up a young girl who was tied up to a chair with a ball gag in her mouth.

“Well, that is Taylor, and that is you.”, Diane said, and I had to agree. The video changed and now showed us from two angles side-by-side. The left side showed me sticking my dick up a teenager’s ass and fucking it hard. The right side showed a teenage girl in distress, wiggling her body and trying to get away from my dick.

We watched the entire video twice, and I looked at Diane.

“It looks different than it was,” I said.

Taylor had been acting in that video. In reality, she had been pushing against my dick, but the video made it seem the other way around. I had also seen the smile on her face and heard her thank me for the sex when she helped me in the car. Those words hadn’t been fake.

Diane smiled at me when I gave her the details of what had happened.

“A sophomore is like fourteen or fifteen?” Diane said, looking at the video again. “Now we know how they keep the men silent.”

Blackmail with a video showing you raping a teenage girl seemed like an excellent way to keep any man quiet about what they had seen, I thought.

“I enjoy watching it, but we better ensure we keep this safe,” Diane said.

There was no doubt that Diane was right, so I took the camera from her and put it next to me.

“Party-pooper,” Diane said with a fake pout on her face, “You got to have sex with a fourteen-year-old. At least you can let me watch it a few times and enjoy it too.”

I playfully stuck out my tongue at Diane, and she responded with a passionate kiss.

“Do you think all of this was real?” I asked after our kiss.

“My sore cunt and ass damn well think it was real,” she replied with a surprised look on her face.

That was not the part I questioned. I explained that I wondered whether the whole Queen Bee competition was all a misdirect. In the end, all the girls had won, but other than the shield, there was nothing firm, nothing on paper. Also, all the contestants were on a path to success before the weekend. Had anything really changed? I had only met most of them for a few days, but I knew they would all achieve what they wanted just because of who they were.

My second argument was the point system. I questioned who had received the most and the least recognized awards. Fran, in my viewpoint, was much more recognizable than Heidi had been. Also, in the end, the points did not seem relevant.

“It is real.” Diane replied resolutely, “I have seen the pictures at our sorority house, and some of them have spoken at our sorority about how Queen Bee helped them. It has to be real.”

Her last words spoke to me. She needed it to be real, and it would have broken her if this all had been for some lady’s fun and giggles. I decided to leave the topic alone, but I still had my doubts.

“Time will tell,” Diane said after a while. I could see her brain working, “But you heard Emily. She already had an invite.”

The timing of her job invite seemed quick and could have been a coincidence. Emily was super bright, and being chased for a position after graduation seemed inevitable. We discussed our evidence in more detail but couldn’t come to a clear conclusion. Some questions simply couldn’t be answered.

“Where did videos and images that Fran showed come from?” I asked. It seemed Emily had already been informed about what had happened in my challenge hour.

Diane explained that Fran’s pictures and video were real. She had used one of the hidden cameras she had found earlier that day and connected it to her phone. Emily had worked out the details of the plan with Fran during lunch. Fran had recorded some extra videos with Heidi and Carolyn during their absence.

The videos of Ashley were mostly deep-fakes, as there was no way they could always get a good angle on her. Diane explained that the quality was not great, but it was hard to see on a small phone when you only have a few seconds, and they had counted on Ashley being too emotional to notice.