Chapter 32: Checking the List.
"So we all good then? nothing else we need to cover?" Lukas asks.
Ivor shakes his head.
Petra shrugs, "Dunno."
"I... think, that should be about good." Jesse can't think of anything else.
"Alright, shall we announce the news to the sexslave-fucktoys?" Lukas suggests.
"We can hear you." Stacy reminds them.
"I can't!" Dan shouts, having heard Stacy.
"Ohhh-ho-ho-ho-ho...!" Stampy can't help but laugh back at Dan "you don't WANT to know!"
Dan's face goes pale with fear.
"ENOUGH!" Lizzie finally snaps, breaking her long streak of silence "j-just tell us what to do already, so we can do it and get out!"
"Well, you still wouldn't be able to get out until morning anyways." Jesse points out, "but, we are ready to announce the... positions."
"Then announce them, so we can get this over with." Lizzie demands.
"Okay, okay, everybody ready to hear how we're gonna do it?" Jesse calls everyone's attention.
"YES!" Dan wants them to end the horrible suspense.
"Well, you better fucking be, 'cause I only wanna have to say this once." Jesse waves Dan off, "Ivor, will stand, and fuck you, Lizzie, hard in the pussy, and grope your tits, you'll be bent over and have your hands on Dan's back to prop you up while you simultaneously make out with sexy, sexy Lukas, while he fucks Dan silly in the ass some more, and Dan will also have his head all way down super uncomfortably so I can rip and touch all up on his hair, while I do that, I'll be lying on my back getting my brains fucked out by Stampy while I spiderman make out with Stacy, who'll be on all fours getting pounded by Petra, who, at the same time, will be slanderizing the living hell out of Dan from across the room!" Jesse declares, "any questions?"
Silence.
Dan very slowly raises his hand.
"Yes, lowest grade fucktoy?" Jesse calls him out.
"I-I-IIIIII..." Dan hesitates "o-only h-h-have, w-w-w-one que-question...!"
"Well, what the fuck is that?" Jesse questions, "was I not clear enough with my description?"
Dan shakes his head.
Jesse frowns.
"What?" she asks again.
Dan takes a long, deep breath.
"..." he holds it for a second "...WHY!?"
"...this question, is not valid, next time you raise your hand, it better be for a good reason." Jesse dismisses, then turns to the other sexslave-fucktoys, "do the rest of you understand properly? or do we need Lukas to draw up a fucking diagram in his journal for you?"
"Ohhh, they don't want me to do that...!" Lukas hisses as he takes out his journal and strokes it lovingly "they'd never unsee all the dark secrets my baby contains."
"I UNDERSTAND." Stampy wants that journal to stay shut.
"Got it." Stacy nods.
Silence.
"Lizzie...?" Jesse starts, "you do understand, don't you? you have a very simple position to fill, after all."
"MM-HM, MM-HM." Lizzie nods rapidly.
"Gooooood." Jesse nods, "so, are we all just about ready to begin?"
"YES." Stampy.
"Yes." Stacy.
"Mm-hm..." Lizzie.
"WHY!?" Dan.
"Dan, what did I just fucking tell you about that question!?" Jesse's getting pissed off.
"I neeeeeeeeeeeed to know...!" Dan whines "I spent so much time being appalled by what you're doing to us, that I didn't even think until now about THE REASON behind you doing it, so I need an answer: why are you tormenting us!?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Jesse replies, "we get off on it, each and every one of us four thirsts and craves after the suffering and distress of others, if we were to go without it, we would quickly become bored and unhappy, it's just the same as why anyone would do anything else they enjoy, we don't do it because we need to, or because others would look favorably upon us for it, we do it because it's fun shit, that's all the reason we need, and that's the only reason you're getting."
"B-but that doesn't answer me!" Dan protests "WHY do you enjoy it!? what could have possibly happened to you in your lives that would make you enjoy bringing harm to others!?"
"Nothing." Jesse shrugs, "for me and Petra anyway, we were simply born like this, I suppose Ivor and Lukas may have eventful backstories relating to it, though."
"I enjoy torment for the same reason I enjoy fucking your ass, Dan." Lukas answers "because my brain is hardwired to pressure sensors that emit feelings of pleasure when stimulated, one method of stimulation is fucking, another is tormenting, so when I'm fucking AND tormenting, like I am tonight, I get a very... special, level of pleasure."
"Ah, very... sciency, Lukas." Ivor nods "I appreciate that."
"It pretty much translates to 'was born this way', right, Jesse?" Petra points out.
"Oh yeah, just phrased in a way that makes Dan feel like he's actually getting more information." Jesse snickers.
"And you, Ivor?" Petra inquires.
Ivor's silent.
"You don't have to say, especially not in front of this fuckwhore-dumbshit." Jesse tries to give Ivor an out, gesturing to Dan, "if you'd like you could just keep it to yourself, or save it to tell us in private later, okay? but don't feel obligated to share it just because a motherfucking sexslave-fucktoy of all things asked, he can fucking go to the grave without his answer for all I care."
"Thank you, Jesse." Ivor acknowledges "it is a... long and... tedious... series of events, concerning most of my lifespan, I do not feel comfortable nor eager to relay such personal information to the... lowest level of human worth."
"Okay." Jesse nods, then turns back to the lowest level of human worth, "there's your answers, fun, weren't they?"
"NO!" Dan cries, miserable "that was completely unsatisfying!"
"Unlike your ass." Lukas jokes.
"Well, you were the one who bothered to ask." Jesse shrugs, "maybe next time you should pick a more satisfying topic?"
"Like your ass." Petra's an asshole.
"HA." Stampy laughs, his voice really high-pitched and cartoony.
"Are we finally good to start now?" Jesse asks the room.
"I've been ready since before we brought Dan in." Stacy remarks.
Everybody else signals their agreement.
Except for Dan.
"...that's a yes." Ivor claims.
"O-kay!" Jesse cheers, "let's fuck this bitch!"