Disclaimer: Nothing about Victorious is mine. I own none of the characters or anything about them but the idea for this twisted little fic. I'm pretty sure they all belong to Dan Schneider – please don't tell him I'm writing this stuff!

Author's Note: This fic and the nine that will follow it is/are/will be smutty. If you are offended by BDSM, fan fiction that depicts sexual encounters between high-school students portrayed by of-age actors and actresses, weird stuff, same-sex encounters, or you are under the legal age to read this stuff in your area, I must ask you to leave now. If you choose not to, that is totally not on me.

1 - Cell

"Jade, what the hell are you doing?" Beck yelled, wondering how in the name of several gods he had wound up tied to a chair in the dark. "This isn't funny!"

At first, he heard no sound, so he stared around in the dark room, now contemplating how in the world Jade had managed to occupy this classroom. Should he be worried? Ugh, he should have stopped asking that question a long time ago. He tried again to free himself, but had no luck, just like he had none the first six times he attempted. Off to the side, he could hear giggling, but it didn't sound like Jade. Oh fuck, he thought in abject horror – that sounded just like CAT! He swung his head around as best he could, grateful for his eyes adjusting to the dark. So far, though, all he could see was the outlines of various tarp-covered set parts.

"Cat – is that you?" he called into the darkness. He seriously hoped it wasn't Cat… "Whatever's going on here, joke's over!"

This time, he heard two distinct giggles – oh shit. The shapes of two young women emerged from behind a piece of a large set, part of a jail cell. At first, he couldn't tell them apart (or maybe his brain just didn't want to right off). One of the giggles died off; left a single voice of soft laughter, the vocalization one of the most menacing he had ever heard. Fishing around for a last-resort excuse, maybe he could write this off as one of Sikowitz's insane theater exercises. Could the man be that psychotic? The owner of the soft laughter stayed far enough away that Beck couldn't entirely make out her face. They stepped around to the back of his chair. All of a sudden, Beck found himself with a silk scarf wrapped around his eyes, taking from him the vague semblance of awareness he had.

"So, my little pet told you something earlier today," Jade's voice purred in his ear, her hand caressing his cheek. "And I want to know what it is…"

A giggle he horrifyingly recognized as belonging to Cat Valentine echoed from somewhere in the room - Beck squirmed in his seat, trying one more time to get himself loose.

"Jade, I don't know what you're trying to do, but this is so not funny!" he told her hotly, trying to glare in her direction. "Let me up and we'll forget this whole thing!"

When the hell had Cat gotten that close and since when could that tiny little redhead hit so hard? Her open hand slapped him sharply across the left cheek. Her giggles had turned sinister, a sound he had never previously thought her capable. Jade twisted one hand firmly in Beck's hair, his head tilting back to the point of discomfort. Against his good senses, blood started to rush to his groin – he hated admitting that he liked when Jade got totally insane.

"You're trying to tell me you don't remember?" Jade hammered away at him, her fingers tightening harshly in his hair. A second pair of hands stroked his inner thighs. "Well, I think my pet can jog your memory. She can be so nice if you choose to cooperate…"

Those hands made quick work of his belt and zipper. Beck felt his cheeks turn cherry-bomb-red as his hard cock sprang free. He cursed his decision to go commando today for a second, but blessed it when that sweet little mouth, the one he dared not dream about, closed round his tip. Cat sucked on him with a vigor he had never known, but did not stay for long. She pulled back and spat on his cock, an action that simply inflamed him more.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you," his girlfriend chimed in, punctuating her addition with a bite on his earlobe. "If you choose not to tell me what she told you, I have her trained to attack."

Beck's head spun as the two girls ran their own twisted version of good-cop/bad-cop on him, only he couldn't tell which was which. While Jade pulled his hair and bit his neck and ears, Cat varied between sucking his cock sweetly and scratching his inner thighs as she slapped and spat on it. He had never guessed he would like cock-torture before, and certainly not from little Cat! No matter what they did, though, he couldn't figure out for the life of him what information they wanted. The more they tormented him, the more he yelled, even pleaded with them, "I don't know!" It seemed only to spur them on.

Before long, they hauled him up from the chair and tossed him down on the floor. Continuing to demand the information allegedly given him earlier, they stripped him bare. Leaving him blindfolded, they teased him with the sounds of their own undressing. There rang the sound of a slap and Cat let out a pleased yelp – Jade kindly informed their prisoner that Cat liked having her pussy spanked. Cat administered the same treatment to his helpless cock as Jade straddled his face. He lost track of what they wanted from him as he automatically thrust his tongue into his girlfriend. A harsh moan escaped into her wet skin as a tight mouth found his cock again.

In only a few moments, what started as an interrogation turned into a two-on-one female-dominated three-way. Beck lost track of who he had on his cock and who pushed her sex down on his lips. A couple times, he found himself unable to breathe, only thrust his hips up into whichever of them knelt above his waiting cock. At some point, Jade's famed scissors snapped through the bonds on his wrists. In a while, they lay sprawled on the floor.

"I told you this morning…" Cat whispered from her place on his left shoulder. Jade threw an arm over both of them as the redhead continued. "The cow goes moo!"