Chapter Eighteen

In her drugged state, Daphne couldn't remember how she ended up in a basement with other women and creepy men wearing masks. She felt someone lifting her arms, and then her dress was removed from her head. When her breasts became exposed, Daphne instinctively covered them with her arms, but Sebastian grabbed her hands and locked them in the cuffs on the floor.

"Sebastian!" Daphne said, scared. "What…are you…doing?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Sebastian said furiously.

Daphne felt her underwear being pulled down her legs and around her shoes. Then she felt her shoes and socks being removed. Daphne shivered when her feet were locked in the chains on the floor.

"By the way, the 'Tarzan' movie I told you about earlier was 'Tarzan, the Ape Man'," Sebastian said. "It was released in 1981, and my friends and I love paying homage to it with sluts like you,"

Daphne began to cry, and as she looked around the basement, she saw the other women also handcuffed to the floor on their hands and knees.

"You bastard!" Daphne shouted. "How…could you…do something like this?... You're royalty!"

"You're damn right!" Sebastian hissed. "I'm royalty, and I can do anything I want! So, when we get married, you better do what you're told!"

Before Daphne could respond, the shower taps above were turned on, and the women screamed at how cold the water was. Daphne screamed as well, and all the men picked up the bars of soap from their pockets and began to wash their dates. As Sebastian washed Daphne, she shivered, and the other men in the basement laughed at their dates. At that moment, the drug was wearing off in Daphne's system.

"NONE OF YOU ARE REAL MEN!" Daphne shouted. "YOU'RE ALL COWARDS AND NONE OF YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW TO TREAT WOMEN!"

Sebastian pulled Daphne's hair back and looked at her right in the eyes. Daphne saw the eyes of a psycho.

"Shut your goddamn mouth!" Sebastian whispered. "Because if you don't, you're going to get a lot worse than this,"

Daphne didn't say a word, but she gave him a look that said, 'Fuck you!'. Sebastian let go of Daphne's hair, and she faced forward again. Then Daphne heard the click of a camera. A man in his early fifties was walking around the basement and taking pictures of the women as the men were washing them. The desperate women cried pleas for help, but Daphne didn't give out any pleas because she knew the situation was helpless, and she didn't want to contribute to the sadistic laughter of the cruel cowards that were washing them.

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Mr Blake considered himself a patient, but his patience could only last so long. He was in his study reading the Good Book when the phone in his study rang.

"Hello," Mr Blake said.

"Hello," a familiar voice said. "How are you today?"

Mr Blake stood up immediately.

"King Gemonia!" Mr Blake said enthusiastically. "How are you, Your Highness?"

"I am well, and I have good news," King Gemonia said. "I've deposited the money you need for your Mayoral campaign, and I have news that's even better,"

Mr Blake smiled as he already suspected what it was.

"What is it?" Mr Blake asked.

"Your daughter has finally agreed to marry my son," King Gemonia replied. "They're going to have a wonderful future together,"

Mr Blake felt like he was walking on air. With his Daphne becoming a member of royalty in the future, he felt there was nothing to stop him from becoming the new mayor of Coolsville, as Daphne's royal status would improve Blake's status in Coolsville. What could go wrong?

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Daphne didn't know how much more she could take. Every time Sebastian rubbed her breasts, and his thumb and index fingers pinched her nipples, her back stiffened, and she just wanted to scream. Every time he stroked her wet hair with his fingers, the best thing she could do was give him a dirty look, but it had no effect on Sebastian, and he smiled because he thought she was adorable.

"You're going to love being married to me," Sebastian said. "I'm going to make you feel so special,"

"You think washing me on all fours makes me feel special?" Daphne shot back. "Only a monstrous creep like you would think sick shit like this special!"

Sebastian laughed at her anger.

"Oh, come on," Sebastian said. "I know you're enjoying this. You enjoyed it back in Coolsville, remember?"

"I did it to please you!" Daphne replied. "I never dreamed you would do this again to me against my will!"

Sebastian frowned, confused.

"I really can't see how this is against your will since you love it so much," Sebastian said. "I think you're only pretending to hate this so much!"

And for Daphne, that was the last straw.

"I'm not pretending to hate this, you sick bastard!" Daphne said. "Every woman here hates what you and your friends are doing to us!"

And before Sebastian could respond, that's when the gunshots were heard. Sebastian became scared because he had no idea why he had heard gunshots. Then, Gemonian police officers entered the basement with their guns drawn. The men in the room got on their knees, and the police officers handcuffed them, liberated the women from their humiliation and were covered with blankets. Daphne was happy to be liberated and that the men would face justice, but that wasn't enough for Daphne and the other women in the basement. Daphne wanted revenge for the humiliation she had faced in that basement.

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The following morning, the first thing on Mr Blake's mind was renting office space. He knew he couldn't run his campaign from home, and he wouldn't be able to run the campaign from the church because there wasn't enough time. Mr Blake wanted to look more successful than he was, and having the backing of an internationally known royal family helped. Now, he had to make an appointment with the manager of the most prestigious building in town: Coolsville Towers. Mr Blake was about to walk out the front door of his house when his phone rang. When he saw it was his wife, he answered it quickly.

"Hello honey," Mr Blake said.

"I have devastating news," Mrs Blake said. "Daphne isn't going to marry Sebastian,"

Mr Blake nearly lost his balance and grabbed the doorknob with his right hand.

"What do you mean she's not going to marry Sebastian?" Mr Blake asked. "What happened?"

Mrs Blake told the story about what happened to their daughter as carefully as possible. Once Mr Blake finished listening, he was outraged.

"Are you kidding me?" Mr Blake asked in disbelief.

"No, I'm not kidding, and Daphne is pressing charges," Mrs Blake replied.

As Mr Blake continued to listen to what his wife had to say about Daphne, he was appalled that he was faced with a severe case of bad luck from his point of view. He didn't give a damn about Daphne's point of view. All he wanted was to be the new Mayor of Coolsville, but Daphne was getting in the way of that.