AT THE CABIN
Samantha knocked again on the door to her mentor's cabin. She glanced back at her two friends and shrugged as they waited.
Samantha was the president of her Kappa Kappa Phi chapter at Bay City University. It was THE sorority for any empowered woman who expected to make a mark in politics, law, or anything in Bay City. It attracted the daughters of the rich, powerful, and connected and made sure they were even more linked together if it were needed. A single comment or snub from a sister was social doom in Bay City. It also didn't hurt that the major of members were Women's Studies Majors and the Dean took a personal interest in their advancement and well being.
Which was why they were here on a Friday night instead of at a party or other real fun event. But considering what they stood to gain, the young women didn't have a problem missing one night of fun. All of them were seniors, all of them had follow on plans, and the Dean was going to hook them up with contacts, information and letters of recommendation to prestigious schools.
Joyce and Rebecca were the "aides de camp" to Samantha in terms of the power structure. Joyce was the social secretary for the sorority, which meant she ran the school in terms of parties and Greek life. Rebecca was the All-American star of the women's volleyball team and the link to the "jocks". With Samantha's roll as the face of the college, they were pretty much the most powerful students at the school.
Of course, all three were pretty hot. Samantha was a 5 foot 9 inch brunette with a pert look, pixie hair, and a perfect figure and winning smile. Joyce was blonde and about the same height, larger rack and much more pronounced curve to her figure. She had actually modeled some and in the summer her figure killed a two piece bikini with no issues. Rebecca was the tallest at 6 feet, 3 inches, brown hair and an athlete's body. Taught, tight, and hard, she had no fat on her what so ever.
Samantha was about to knock again when she heard the bolt slide open and a muffled "Come in" sound from behind the door. She shrugged at the voice which didn't sound quite like the Dean and opened the door. It was dark and was raining on and off so better to be indoors.
Samantha got about 3 steps in and stopped cold. Joyce was undoing her coat and bumped into her. She looked up to see what was happening and stopped with her mouth hanging open. Rebecca got one step in the door, saw the scene and started to back up. The cold hard tube pressed against her head and the soft voice saying "Move forward or I shoot" made her freeze in place and then step back inside. The tube directed her beside the other two girls and they all heard the door shut and the bolt slide shut.
The sight that had stopped them cold was that of Dr. Dick sitting on the couch with his pants off and a long haired hot slut on her knees naked in front of him sucking him off with enthusiasm. The grinning Doctor grunted and blew a load into the whore's mouth and she giggled and gulped in all down and then sat down on the floor next to him and rubbed her body against his leg like a bitch in head.
"I see you all recognize me. Very good. Recognize the Dean here? Barbie, say hi to the girls here."
The reddish brown haired slut giggled and waved. "Hi girls! Are you, like, going to be porn stars too? I'm totally stoked about becoming a porn star. Being the Dean was like soooooo boring! Now I get to fuck guys all day long and play with myself on camera and wear hot clothes! Totes awesome!"
Samantha blinked and looked at the giggling bimbo and at the doctor and then the bimbo again. "THIS is the Dean? That giggling airheaded cunt is Barbara? What the fuck do you think you are doing? Do you know how much shit you just brought down? Do you..."
"Know who you are? Yes, of COURSE I know who the fuck you are you little bitch! Why the fuck else do you think I am here. Maybe THIS will explain things a tad bit better." The annoyed doctor said as he held up a small recorder and hit play.
Samantha, Rebecca, and Joyce all paled as the Dean's voice played out admitting to the set up and how she had instructed the girls to lie. Everything.
"Oh SHIT!" Samantha thought to herself. "That stupid bitch just sunk herself AND me. FUCK!"
"I see you understand the situation you are in." Samantha blinked as the doctor spoke. "You need to work on your poker face. You have a great one when you have been fed every question by the prosecution but you need to work on it when it's something unexpected."
The doctor rose and pulled on his pants. He snapped his fingers and the slut at his feet stood up and kissed him hard and then strutted off into the bedroom.
"Now, let's get down to business. This tape will ruin you. Best lawyers, best defense money can buy will probably get you off, but any chance of you being able to land a good follow on school will be destroyed. No one will want to have you on board; no one will want to work with you. Your lives will be gone, poof. Just like you did to me. Unless we reach an accord." The doctor said as he pulled out a TV remote looking device.
Joyce started to speak but Samantha shushed her. "Let's say, for discussion's sake, that tape is what you say it is, and what you say is true. Even though it's not and your notion that some simple bs like this will ruin us is complete crap. Let's say it is for the point of discussion. Obviously you have some idea in mind for restitution or otherwise evening the score otherwise why would you go through this? Let's say I'd like to hear your proposal."
Dr. Dick smiled. Samantha had taken several of his classes and knew that was the smile of the doctor taking pride in a particularly smart person figuring something out. She would have been flattered if the situation had been different.
"I always thought you were quick mentally. Very well. I want to use a device on you that will alter how you look at the world. Once I use it on you I will see about how it affects you. Once I have done that, if you want to be returned to normal I will do so. Once returned to normal I will destroy this recording and I will leave. You can go on knowing that we are even. That's the deal. If you refuse, then I suggest you lawyer the fuck up starting 5 minutes after you leave here because the shit storm will hit you before you are back inside city limits." The doctor stated.
"A moment please." Samantha turned to her two friends and pointed to a corner away from the man with the gun by the door. They all moved over and the doctor simply sat down and looked into the fireplace. The man with gun moved back a bit by the door and face so he could see them moving away from the corner but not overhear them.
"Okay, we are fucked. If we don't do what he says we are ruined. Contrary to what I said, he is dead on right. That recording is obviously the Dean, the voice is unmistakable. And she just named us each as part of her deliberate plot to ruin a respected man who was innocent. If we are really lucky, we might avoid jail but our careers in anything are fucking over before they start. Remember what the Dean taught us. We need to play his game for a bit until we can find a way out of this." Samantha said to her two friends.
