Summarizing Week 14

“Cassie Li! Cassie Li!”

“Phaaaaantom!”

“Dethrone the Queen!”

“May the best WOMAN win!”

You’re not sure if the beer is stronger tonight or if the crowd is more excited just because it’s so close to the end of the game. Week 14 is concluding. That leaves 2 more before the final. If Zeke hadn’t screwed up, there’d be another full cycle, but he did, and now the end approaches. You sit with the other two remaining players on stage as Claire’s music is almost drowned out by the cheering. Even though it blends into one for the most part, it’s clear virtually nobody is cheering for Milo despite him having a strong lead on the board. The simple fact is, he got there with a gamble while you have been a true challenger for the returning Queen of the game.

Finally Rhett strides forward, his grin broader than ever, his suit sharp as always. He raises his hands to get silence and more-or-less does so, with a significant murmuring still running through the crowd. Behind him Claire shifts into a quieter melody to accompany her lover.

“I know, I know,” says Rhett. “You perverts can’t wait to see the flesh on display this week. You want to know who among our delightful debauchers has managed to pull the wildest challenges with the most beautiful women. Well, let me not keep you in suspense any longer…”

The crowd cheers in unison.

“We went in order of oldest to youngest last week,” says Rhett. “Which means we start with our returning monarch, Cassie Li.”

The cheer grows.

“Cassie, you drew— or rather you used your leader bonus to CHOOSE— Dr. Empress of Spades. And you promised us something interesting. Let’s see what actually happened.”

The wall-sized screen behind the contestants displays a scene from the cam studio that Cassie and her partner Kailani use for their streams. Cassie’s not the one in control this time though. She’s strapped to an A-frame with her legs spread and she’s clearly shivering with built up tension. Sweat drips down her back and you can hear her gasping. Her buttocks glow red with purple stripes running across them.

Standing beside her is an older woman with a warm brown complexion and slight silver streak to her black hair. She’s dressed in tight leathers that cover her fully, topped with a cat mask. To the right you can see the stream chat rolling with donations coming in rapidly.

“I think this naughty little girl has been punished enough,” says the woman. “But has she earned the right to release? Or should I leave her unsatisfied?”

It’s Dr. Maya Redcloud, but anyone who doesn’t know her through the school and college spread would never guess it. And most of them who might would either never watch Cassie’s stream or be in denial.

Chat rolls. There’s a mixture of response, but it’s definitely leaning one way.

“Oh my, your viewers truly are cruel,” says the professor. “They say I should make you practice orgasm denial.”

She pats Cassie’s ass on her most bruised cheek.

“Very well, I’ll just leave the stream running while you think about what you did. I’ll free you in one hour.”

Cassie cries out in frustration as Dr. Redcloud walks off camera.

In the frat house where the game show section is recorded, there’s silence. Cassie has allowed her to be tied occasionally while someone pleasures her on her live stream, but never allowed someone to discipline her. She’s always the domme in a scene that involves pain play. This is new.

“Public sex with an 8x multiplier on an Empress. Even before the hand value is factored in, that’s 400 points. Not to mention something none of us here has seen before. She promised you something special and I think she delivered. What about you?”

Rhett holds his mic out to the crowd. Their screams and cheers are damn near deafening. It is one hell of a play, and it clearly shows Cassie’s playing for keeps. She knows she’s trailing Milo by a long way and although she has a slight lead over you she has to secure it before the cycle ends in two weeks.

Rhett lets the hubbub die down before moving on.With a riff from something very freeform, Claire appears to punch at Milo’s life which has become… decidedly not.

“Milo!” says Rhett, rounding on Selene Ravensmoor’s **** boy. “Last week you disappointed your mistress, and several other staff members when you added your own special sauce to their meal. This week, I believe you were attending her coven’s Imbolc celebration in order to challenge their high priestess, Dr. Mirielle DuPont. How did that go?”

Milo shifts uneasily in his seat.

“Let’s see, shall we,” says Rhett and the scene on the video wall changes.

Milo is seen naked and running around a circle of naked women. Two are readily recognizable to members of the college as Dean DuPont and Dr Ravensmoor. As he runs, they use tawses to flick his buttocks, shoulders and thighs. Each lash makes him stagger then run faster.

“So,” says Rhett. “I understand this is their ritual of ‘the Slaying of the Winter King.’ And I have to ask, did you use this to score a BDSM challenge? A public sex challenge even?”

Milo shakes his head. “No… naked kiss.”

Rhett’s lips curl wickedly. “Naked kiss? The second easiest challenge worth only a 2x modifier?”

Milo nods.

“That’s right, because that was the ONLY challenge you were carrying that Dr. DuPont was willing to perform with you after your disappointing performance last week, wasn’t it?”

Milo nods.

“And yet you STILL agreed to play the winter king?”

“It… it was part of the ritual,” says Milo.

“Or you’re a kinky little pervert who has discovered a real strong submissive love of pain and humiliation. So now you know why both Milo and Cassie are sitting a little high in their seats today,” says Rhett and Milo blushes.

“And then there was Helena Vasquez, the 9 of Diamonds,” says Rhett.

The screen shows a naked Helena stretched out facedown on a bed. Her body glistens with oil as Milo runs his hands up and down in long, deep strokes. She sighs happily, seemingly entirely relaxed by what he’s doing. Smoke seeps from a censor on the nightstand, incense you assume. Soft music plays.

“I didn’t know we had a massage challenge, Milo…?” says Rhett.

The scene shifts, just a little. Now Helena is crying out in passion as she raises herself on her arms. Milo leans in above her, fucking her from behind.

“Ah, there it is,” croons Rhett. “Milo’s massages come with a VERY happy ending.”

The reaction isn’t as strong as it was with Cassie, but the crowd obviously appreciates what he’s doing. Rebekah leans in and whispers that you better learn to do that before she asks him for a massage. You know she’s teasing, but you can’t resist a scowl.

Nobody even needs to ask whether Cassie and Milo are holding their cards or not, with two weeks left before the finals, two weeks to clinch a spot in those finals, there’s really not enough time for anything else to happen.

“And that,” says Rhett as Claire drops into a few bars of ‘It’s Impossible’, “brings us to the most exciting person ever to lag in third place - or very own Phantom!”

Cheers resound until he shushes the crowd.

“Sorry to disappoint you all, but the Phantom managed to score two high multiplier challenges this week without having to perform a single sex act.”

Cheers turn to boos and catcalls. Scoring without sex goes against the intention of the game,

“BUT… I think you’ll find what he did do interesting.”

The scene on the wall-sized screen switches to show the stage and to focus in on you signing the **** contract with Dr. Rousseau.

“As you can see,” says Rhett. “The drama girls, as well as our very own Claire Koslowski, are working hard on the sex play for the end of the year. And now our fresher has signed up to be the star of the final scene. We’re just going to have to wait to see if he can surpass what he did with his on-stage Phantom of the Opera bondage scene a few weeks back.”

It doesn’t bring cheers or applause, but it does cause the audience to start talking excitedly among themselves. You might be in last place and very much in danger of elimination, but you still have the most intense challenge victory any of them have seen before under your belt. You shift uncomfortably as you realize the weight of expectations on your upcoming performance now.

And the scene shifts again, this time to Rebekah showing off the pregnancy test and announcing that the two of you are having a baby. A stunned silence interrupted by raucous applause and cries of “He’s the MAN!” and “Get him a beer!” Rhett grins and lets the hubbub continue for a while before speaking.

“I told you you’d love what he actually did. Yes, our Mr. Impossible has pulled off the impossible challenge. The last time someone managed to achieve an ‘IMPREGNATE!’ Challenge was 9 years ago. I checked myself. In the entire history of College Spread it’s only been done 4 times. So you all better remember to sign up the the gift baskets because we’ve got a College Spread baby coming, and we make sure we celebrate our own!”

Rebekah shakes with laughter as she puts her head in her hands, seemingly embarrassed. The screen displays your cards sliding into your hand, giving you a Queen of Hearts and a 6 of Clubs. In truth, it doesn’t look like a hand that can save you, but at least it’s building towards something.

And with that, Claire plays Adele’s ‘My Little Love’ and Rhett announces the switch to Week 15.