Moose's muscle

"I can explain Moose!" Archie cried crawling up off the couch.

"What I saw was self-explanatory. You are lucky you are my friend Archie Andrews otherwise I would have to kill you. Instead I think you should suffer some punishment to teach you a lesson." Moose grinned grimly.

Midge was cowering behind Archie.

"And you little whore are going to have to watch."

Midge let out a nervous laugh as Moose came closer.

Archie figured he deserved whatever punishment Moose was willing to give him for screwing Midge.

Moose pulled his belt loose from his jeans. "Midge I want you to get the ties."

Midge looked up at Moose and smiled before heading for the beroom. For weeks now she thought she was imagining things but today she was sure she was right.

"Strip Archie and let Midge tie you down to the bed." Moose said and snaped the folded belt between his hands.

Archie knew he couldn't take Moose but as his mind whirled over the things that would require a belt and being tied down Archie balked.

"I could just mash in that pretty face of yours Archie but I am giving you a less painful option. I suggest you take it."

Archie imagined trying to explain his injured face to Betty and Veronica and headed for the bedroom.Midge tied him to the bed face down giving him just enough slack to move to his knees. He had no idea what Moose was planning.