Chapter 20
by
ThePurpleD3viL
What are these men upto?
They're trying to clean things up
Meanwhile in another room at the frat house:
Matt and Axel were waiting anxiously in Axel’s room. Matt sat on the king sized bed with a stern expression, arms crossed over his chest. Axel paced back and forth across the room, unable to sit still. The younger guy kept running his hands through his hair, muttering under his breath every few seconds.
Axel had panicked when the call cut suddenly yesterday while he was playing with Serena. He had tried calling back immediately but couldn’t get a connection. He had even tried triggering her again with the phrases he knew, but still hadn’t gotten any response. Axel knew he was in deep shit. He was new to the frat but he knew the rules. You weren’t supposed to leave a **** while their triggers were active. You were supposed to always command them via their triggers to let their cover personality take back control before ending a session. He had prepared for everything, or so he thought. He had even written down the triggers of his chosen asset on a piece of paper to keep nearby. In his panic, he had cleared all the logs so he lost access to the ****. He knew he was cooked. If Vince got to know he had misplaced a triggered asset, he shuddered to think what the ruthless man would do to him and those he loved.
Which is why he had gone to Matt first. As his senior and the man who had initiated Axel into the frat, Matt knew he would be in the firing line as well if this blew up. Which had **** the more experienced Matt to think of a solution. They had been waiting in the room for almost an hour now.
Soon there was a knock on the door. Axel rushed to open it. The ‘solution’ walked in and stood in front of Matt, completely naked.
“Master, I have identified the asset’s location…” the pretty looking naked Asian spoke. Her voice was calm and professional, like she was giving a work presentation.
Axel was almost distracted by how perfect her ass looked as she stood straight, facing Matt. The smooth curve of her hips and the way her cheeks sat high and round made him stare for a second. He was brought back to reality when a pillow hit his face hard.
“You dumb motherfucker, listen to what this bitch is saying,” Matt spoke in anger. “I had to call in a favour with an alumni to get her. I am trying to take care of your mess here.”
Axel hung his head and apologized quickly. “Sorry, Matt. I’m listening.”
He looked at the woman who continued speaking without missing a beat.
“I have tracked the asset’s current location and whereabouts based on the information available on file and her past updates regarding her activities before she was triggered and lost contact with. Just to be sure, I tracked her phone as well and it matches the data from Skype about the IP she was using on her laptop while the session was ongoing,” the woman said with pride, still standing at perfect attention, hands at her sides.
Matt seemed a little less worried now. He nodded slowly. “Good. Let us–”
The woman interrupted him. “Pardon me, but there is a major problem Master. It seems there was someone present with the asset while she was triggered and he has become aware of the frat.”
She said it solemnly, no emotion in her voice.
Matt looked at Axel with a look of pure fury.
“NO! NO! Matt I asked her if she was alone, I followed all the steps, that can’t be right.”
Matt looked back at the woman. “What makes you so sure of that?”
“I shall elaborate, Master. The frat has set up two dummy accounts on LinkedIn which signal that someone is looking into the frat. These accounts were viewed by one ‘Mason Vale’ multiple times within the last 3 hours. While this by itself is suspicious, I looked into some search data from Google and the IP where Mason and Serena reside in was used to look into data on the frat multiple times. All of these factors point t–”
“SHIT AXEL, now we have an outsider who knows something is wrong with his sister,” Matt exploded. He stood up from the bed, fists clenched. “You fucking idiot. You told me you checked!”
Axel could only look guilty and worried in reply. He kept his mouth shut, head down, shoulders slumped. He knew he had fucked up bad. The room felt smaller with Matt’s anger filling it.
Matt sighed heavily and sat back down on the bed. Well at least they knew where the asset was now. All was not lost. He looked over at the woman again.
“Excellent work ****. Hand me the papers and then go find me an asset close by that we can use to confirm the asset’s location.”
What happens next?
Saving My Sister from the Frat House
Can a brother save his brainwashed sister?
Mason comes home early and catches his straight-laced older sister desperately masturbating on a degrading video call. Only to find out that she’s been completely brainwashed into an obedient sextoy by a group of ruthless frat boys.
Updated on Jun 20, 2026
by ThePurpleD3viL
Created on Apr 17, 2026
by ThePurpleD3viL
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