Friday Megan was walking a little funny and Jake just chuckled. "Thanks a lot," she said to him, slapping him on the chest. He gave her a "what?" look and Bonnie busted up laughing.

"Four fucking times last night," Megan groused, trying not to smile. "Three in the front and one in the back," she stage whispered to Bonnie.

"Yeah, and you loved every second of it," Ken said, catching up with the group as they entered the building. Megan smiled as she kissed him, not responding again except to clutch his arm and press her self to his side.

"She made enough noise my Mom came to the door and asked us to keep it down, she and dad were trying to watch the news," Ken said with a grin.

"Yeah, but when we got downstairs they were in their bedroom making a little noise themselves," Megan retorted. Ken mock shuddered, making the girls in the group giggle.

"Not something you want to think about, if you know what I mean," he said, making gagging noises.

The group chatted as they made their way to their lockers, and then their respective homerooms. Classes went smoothly for Jake; he even got some catcalls and shouted suggestions when Elle called him up to her desk in English class.

Lunch rolled around and the group grabbed a table, some of the concubines getting lunch for the rest. Zach was teased about being the only male concubine present and he just smiled, sitting smugly between Kathy and Lydia. Lydia's left hand never left his lap, and his occasional sighs had the others teasing them unmercifully.

It was too cold to hang out on the quad, so the group remained at the table after eating, chatting and catching up on the latest gossip.

"Damn, doesn't she ever learn," Kathy said, and they looked up to see a nervous Jenna approaching. She walked up to Ken, who was sitting on one side of the table at the end, and handed him a tube labeled "anal lube".

"If you don't mind, could you use some of this," she asked softly. "I already put some on," she said blushing, "but I've never done this before and you might need more." Ken stared at her opened-mouth for a second and then nodded. He stood and Jenna bent over the end of the table, lifting her short skirt to reveal she was nude underneath.

"Jenna, one thing before I start," Ken said. "Do you understand this is just a trial, I'm not promising anything." Jenna nodded and he moved behind her, unbuttoning his jeans.

"Do you need me to suck it first?" Jenna asked, looking over her shoulder.

"No, I'm hard," Ken said, dropping his pants and proving it. Jenna had opened the tube and he squeezed some of the buttery lube out, coating his cock with it. Jake had seen the stuff before, and knew it contained a mild painkiller, which should help Jenna. He wondered if she knew the other side effect of the stuff, desensitizing Ken a little would make him, and her suffering, last longer.

Jenna grunted a little when Ken entered, her knuckles where she gripped the edge of the table turning white. Jake watched her face, it was right in front of him, and she met his eye as Ken forced himself inside her.

She never made a sound beside an occasional grunt or groan of pain, and Jake could tell by her face she wasn't enjoying it one bit. Ken wasn't being rough on purpose, but he wasn't taking his time either. Bonnie leaned over from where she was sitting at Jake's side and smoothed Jenna's hair back from her face.

"Just relax," she said softly. "I know it hurts. Hell, Jake's fucked my ass and he's a lot bigger, so you can handle it," she told the groaning girl. "It helps if you play with your clit a little," Bonnie said. "It kind of distracts you some."

Jenna let go of the table edge with her right hand, lifting her stomach a little to slide it under herself. Jake couldn't see behind her, but from the way her forearm was wiggling it appeared she was taking Bonnie's advice.

"Oh shit yeah," Ken said suddenly, "play with your clit while I fuck your ass." He stroked into Jenna a little harder, making her gasp. "You liking this?" he asked. Jenna started to nod and then stopped, seeing Jake's raised eyebrow.

"Not really," she finally said softly, afraid Ken would get mad. "It hurts like hell, but don't stop," she said grunting a little as Ken bottomed out finally.

Ken stopped, holding himself in place with a hand on the small of Jenna's back. "Are you sure?" he asked. Jenna nodded, trying to smile at him through the pain.

"Yeah, just keep going, I'll be alright," she said through clenched teeth. Ken met Jake's eye, his head cocked and Jake shrugged. If she didn't say stop, he didn't see any reason to not continue.

Megan had been watching silently, unable to see Jenna's face as it was turned the other way, facing Jake. "Jenna," she said softly, and the girl raised her cheek from the table, turning to face Ken's concubine. "Jenna, why are you doing this?" she asked her eyes boring into the other girl's.

"Cause I don't' want to get left here," Jenna said, groaning as Ken slowly withdrew. "I won't fight with you," she said, her eyes pleading. "You can even boss me around if that's what you want," she continued, speaking between her gasps and groans of pain. Megan snorted and Jake could tell she wasn't buying Jenna's change of heart.

"You ever eat another girl out?" Megan asked suddenly and Jenna groaned as she answered no. "Well, if you want my support, start licking," Megan said, climbing onto the table and sitting down. She wore a long t-shirt, like a beach cover-up, and stopped to slide her underwear off before sliding in front of Jenna.

Jenna raised her shoulders a little, allowing Megan to slide under her without protest. As soon as Megan's shaved cunt came within reach she leaned down and tentatively sniffed. She didn't protest though, just licked Megan from the top of her slit to the bottom, reversing it and coming back to the top. Megan smiled at Ken, his eyes locked on what she was doing.

"How about a little contest lover," she said, putting her hand on the back of Jenna's head. "If she can make me come before you do, she gets her contract. If you come first, she never bothers you again. That sound ok with you?" she asked.

Jake saw the calculating look on Megan's face and knew what the girl had in mind. Megan was counting on the fact that Ken wouldn't last long, due to the tightness of Jenna's virgin ass, and betting that she could hold off coming, no matter what the other girl did. If Jenna agreed, she would be out of their lives, leaving Megan and Ken alone.

Ken leaned over, asking Jenna if she agreed. Jenna strained to look up at Megan's face and Jake wondered if she could see the conniving look there.

"Yeah, I'll go along with that," Jenna grunted, and then dived into Megan, eating her for all she was worth. Ken didn't hold back any, but he didn't try to hurry either. Megan tried to egg him on however, talking dirty to him and trying to get him to shoot off. It seemed to backfire on her though when she started talking about what a good job Jenna was doing eating her pussy.

Megan got a surprised look on her face and tried to pull away from Jenna. Jenna wasn't having any of that and wrapped her arms around Megan's hips, cupping her ass and pulling her tight to her face. Megan began trying to scrabble away, pushing at Jenna's arms, to no avail.

Megan stiffened, no longer fighting and Jenna's grunts sounded triumphant as the cheerleader cried out, collapsing back onto the table with a thump. Her head lolled from side to side as she stroked the back of Jenna's head.

"Oh, Fuck, Yes!!" Ken called out moments later, his hips going into overdrive. He pounded into Jenna, making her grimace in pain as his orgasm approached. "I'm gonna fill your ass with come," Ken muttered, operating on autopilot now.

"Fill me up, come in ... NO!!" Jenna yelled, startling Ken so much he pulled out as Jenna fought free of Megan's clutching hands, sliding from the table to her knees if front of Ken. He barely had time to register what had happened when she leaned forward, capturing his cock in one hand, and eyes closed, engulfed him.

Ken gave out a groan, he had barely missed a stroke, Jenna was that fast, and he began pumping into her mouth. She gagged, either from the taste of his cock or it hitting the back of her throat, those watching couldn't tell, but she refused to pull away.

Ken pumped a half dozen times, holding her head and using her mouth like he was using her ass, before shoving himself in to the root and letting out a protracted groan as he filled her throat with his seed. Jenna was gagging, tears sending her mascara down her face in streaks as she fought to stay on his cock.

She finally jerked away, the last spurt or two of his come splattering her face. She quickly scooped it up with her fingers, sucking it from them as Ken staggered to the bench, sitting down.

"So did I make it?" Jenna gasped out. Ken nodded, too out of breath to speak. Jenna stood, ignoring the skirt that was in disarray and displaying her ass to the cafeteria as she gingerly minced her way to her purse. Pulling out a piece of paper and pen she staggered back to the bench, dropping to her knees in front of Ken.

He took the pen and paper, staring at it with glassy eyes. Jake finally took pity on him as he watched the other boy try to focus on the words on the sheet. He took the pen and filled out the appropriate blanks, inserting Ken and Jenna's name where needed. Pointing out the proper place to Ken he handed him the pen, watching as Ken scrawled his signature on the paper.

Jenna grabbed it as soon as Ken was done and added her signature. She was still crying, and Jake realized it was tears of relief. She did ask for a copy, and Ken agreed to go to the office with her and make one before classes started. Jenna leaned in and kissed his shrunken cock before getting him to rise up enough so that she could pull his pants back up, fastening them as he leaned back, a silly grin on his face.

Megan had remained silent throughout, still gasping for air as she lay on the table, legs spread. She finally stirred, trying to fish her leg through one opening of her thong. "Fuck it," she finally said, stuffing the underwear into her purse and sliding from the table. She wobbled her way to where Ken sat, holding a crying Jenna who sat in his lap. Plopping on the bench beside them Megan stared at Jenna for a moment.

Her face softened as she watched the other girl cry into Ken's shoulder and she finally grabbed a napkin and leaned forward, trying to clean up the mess Jenna's makeup had left on her face. She gave up after a few minutes as fresh tears kept streaking the other girls face.

"Come on," she said, pulling on Jenna's arm. "We need to go to the ladies room and freshen your makeup." Jenna looked at her strangely and Megan shrugged. "Hey, we're like sister slaves or something now right, so we got to watch out for each other and shit. Besides, you eat pussy like you were born to it," she added with a grin. "You get out of line though, and I'll stomp your ass, understand."

Jenna nodded and allowed the other girl to pull her to her feet, leaning on her as they headed for the exit. Half way there the room erupted into cheers and whistles, cat calls ringing off the walls. Jenna blushed but at a whisper from Megan held her head high as they left the room.

Ken agreed to stop by Jake's house after school, Jake's parents wanted to meet him and give him the phones they had assigned to him and his concubines. He'd get five phones, one for him and four for his potential concubines, two of whom he had now chosen. The bell signaling the end of lunch rang and the students began making their way to class, still talking about the display at lunch.

Jake was almost to Chemistry class when he heard someone call his name in a loud whisper. Ken had gone to the office and was lagging behind. Kimmy and Bonnie stopped when he did, looking toward the girl's bathroom door, where June stood, waving Jake over.

Jake was shocked by her appearance, and the two girls gasped as they took in her black eye and swollen lip. One whole side of her face was puffy, and her eye was bloodshot and red. Jake watched as she nervously glanced up and down the hall, fidgeting as he and the girls approached. Jake was almost to her when he realized he didn't see Liz anywhere. It was the first time he'd seen one girl without the other.

"Jesus June, what happened to your face," Kimmy asked, grabbing the girl's head and turning it into the light a little better.

"Liz happened," June said bitterly. "Can we talk sometime Jake?" Jake nodded, and then stopped at the look his two girls were giving him. Kimmy shoved June into the bathroom, Bonnie pushing Jake in after them. Kimmy checked the stalls to make sure they were alone before stalking back to June, her body vibrating with anger.

"Don't tell me you enjoyed that," she said, pointing her finger at June's face. June shook her head and Jake waited.

"She's angry at me," June said, her voice breaking a little. "She thinks that you got scared to bring Della over when you saw me the other day and blames me for it."

"I know you guys are into the whips and chains and all that, but it seems like Liz has really gone off the deep end lately," Jake observed. "Why the sudden change?"

"Things were fine before you and that deal with Mrs. Hall," June said bitterly. "When Liz found out about the contract she made me sign one, and now says she can do whatever she wants to me and I can't ever leave her." She shot Jake an angry look. "I wish you'd never come up with that damn idea."

"Actually, it wasn't my idea, I found the contract on the net just like everyone else," Jake said. "What did you mean by she made you sign the contract?" he asked.

"I meant what I said," June snapped back. She stopped and drew a shuddering breath. "Look, I'm sorry, I'm just scared of her for the first time in my life. We've been together since grade school and she was never this way. Now it's like she thinks she owns me and can do whatever she wants and no one will care."

June went from angry to crying in one breath and Jake stood helpless, not knowing what to do. Kimmy did however, and hugged the other girl, easing up a little when she winced.

"Are you hurt anywhere else," Kimmy asked. June nodded, opening her long coat to show she was nude underneath. Jake felt slow rage burning in his gut at the sight. He didn't know how one human being could inflict the kind of pain June had to be feeling on another.

June was covered in marks, some the deep black purple of fresh bruises, others turning blue and yellow as they healed. There wasn't an inch of skin that didn't show damage of some kind, the areas not marked by deep bruising crisscrossed with whip marks that had obviously cut the skin, some fresh and still seeping, others scabbed over.

Her nipples were bound together with a chain so fine it looked like wire, pulling her nipples toward the center of her chest, dried blood showing around the piercings the chain was anchored to. A chain ran from the piercing in her belly button to the ones in her clit and labia, pulling the girl's belly button down and her pussy lips up, stretching both.

"That fucking bitch," Kimmy said, heat turning her voice hoarse. "My God, how can you stand that?" she asked in shock.

"You get used to it after a while," June answered. Jake shook his head, disgusted at what he saw.

"Listen, I don't have much time," June said urgently. "I told Liz I had to go to the bathroom and if I don't get back soon she'll come looking for me. Jake, don't let her near Della, please," June begged. "Liz has really gotten vicious, it's not fun anymore but I'm trapped since she made me sign that damn paper. Don't let her get her hands on your sister if you love her," she warned.

"Does Liz's mother know about this," Bonnie said, finally overcoming her shock at what she saw.

"No, she's out of town for two more weeks," June said, fear cracking her voice. "Listen I've got to go ... UNHH!!!" June cut off, grunting in pain as she collapsed on the floor, her body jerking.

"JUNE, where are you slut?" Jake saw the panic in the girl's eyes as Liz's voice carried from the hall into the bathroom. "Get out here bitch, you've already made us late for class."

June staggered to her feet, heading for the hall as she tried to swat away the hands reaching for her. "Let me go, you'll just make it worse," she said in a hoarse whisper.

"She's not going to hurt you again," Kimmy said angrily as she tugged on June's arm.

"Let me go!!" June pleaded, trying to pull away.

"There you are cunt," Liz's voice said from the doorway, causing June to cry out in panic. "Hi Jake, when are you bringing Della over?" Liz asked sweetly as she pulled the remote she had shown them earlier in the week from her pocket. She pushed two buttons before any of the three could react and June hit the floor with a cry of excruciating pain.

"I got another one, boy I tell you, one in her cunt and one in her ass and you can make her piss herself if you want," Liz said proudly. Jake stood in shock for a moment, and then moved so fast the grinning girl didn't have time to react. He grabbed her extended hand, his fingers digging into the tendons of her wrist as he shook the remote from her grasp. He snagged it with his free hand, stepping back as he glanced down at June.

She had stopped twitching and he sighed in relief, fending off Liz as she grabbed for the remote.

"Hey asshole, that's mine," she yelled as she tried to grab the remote back.

"Not anymore," Jake said, "and neither is she." He stepped between Liz and June.

"What's this shit," Liz hissed angrily. "She's mine, and I've got the paper to prove it. Hey, I read the same website you did, if she changes her mind it's just too bad, unless I want to let her go and I don't. She's mine and nothing can change that, so give that back to me."

"Wrong Liz," Jake said calmly, "a contract signed under duress is not valid."

"Fuck duress," Liz spat, "she's my slave and I told her to sign it. That makes her mine."

Jake shook his head, fishing out his phone.

"What, you going to call your precious Daddy to save your skin again?" Liz smirked. "Go ahead, I'll be back for her and I'll come for your sister too. By the time I'm done with them they'll beg to sign a contract for me." She turned on her heel, stomping angrily from the room.

Mark answered and Jake filled him in on what had happened. He listened carefully, asking a few questions. Jake explained Bonnie and Kim had witnessed everything, and then told his Dad when Bonnie said she had recorded the confrontation with Liz on her cell phone. He asked if June needed an ambulance and the girl shook her head no as she sat on the floor crying.

Mark told them to bring her down to the station and advised them he would call Della and the rest of their group, letting them know to watch out for Liz. Jake and his two girls led a reluctant June to Jake's Mustang, sitting her in the front. Jake drove quickly through the streets, his hazard flashers on as he violated several traffic laws.

June became more reluctant the closer they got to the Police Department, insisting that Liz would find her and kill her if she didn't go back. Jake felt his anger boiling over as he listened to the girl beg. She was broken, her spirit shattered by the things she had endured. He'd come to realize that it was fear for Della, not for herself, that had inspired June to break through the terror of Liz enough to warn him.

She was getting more and more terrified of what Liz would do, and Jake had to practically carry her into his father's office. It was a good thing Mark had warned the front desk sergeant as the sight of a young man carrying a bruised and obviously very scared young girl into the police station, refusing to release her despite her pleas, might have gotten Jake into a tight spot.

Once in his dad's office, Jake sat June in a chair gently, telling her to stay there. She started to rise but subsided at the look on his face. Mark looked her over carefully, not approaching her. He seemed to be waiting for someone, and appeared relieved when a small Hispanic woman came into the office, closing the door behind her.

"Where's the girl, Chief?" she asked brusquely. Mark nodded to where June was hidden by Mark and the girls standing around her.

"Jake, Detective Martinez has experience dealing with these cases," Mark explained as the woman pushed through them to stand above the seated June.

"Stand up girl," the detective said. June looked up at her and Martinez frowned. "When I speak, you move," she added harshly. Jake opened his mouth, already angry at the way June had been treated.

"Jake, let her do her job," Mark cut him off.

June stood, eyeing the Detective carefully. The woman reached out and began unbuttoning June's coat, stopping to stare at her when June reached up to block her hands. After a moment June dropped her hands and eyes, standing docile while the Detective stripped her coat from her.

Jake figured it was a good thing he hadn't seen June's back at the school. He saw it now when the Detective turned the girl around, shaking her head sadly at the condition of the girl.

"You been pissing or shitting blood?" the Detective asked when June was turned back around. June shrugged and the woman squatted, peering at the chains and locks on June's labia. Shaking her head she had her turn around, parting her buttocks carefully she glanced inside before standing back up.

"She probably ought to have X-rays to make sure she doesn't have internal injuries," she said. "Chief, I don't know who did this, but they would be tossed out of any decent club in the country. This isn't fun, this is being cruel."

"Did you want any of this?" she asked June, lifting her chin to look her in the eye. June shook her head no, tears coursing down her face. Martinez stepped in, hugging the larger girl carefully.

"I'm sorry this happened to you sweetie," she said softly, holding June carefully. "I need to know who did this," she told June. June nodded, her sobs breaking up her story as she repeated what she had told Jake and his two concubines. Learning of the video on Bonnie's phone she watched it, shaking her head.

"Alright, here's what were going to do. June, I'm taking you to a doctor I know, he'll be discreet, and he's had experience dealing with this kind of shit. Next, Chief, I need you to take this video and get it to the prosecutor. We need a warrant for this girl's arrest, and a search warrant for the home where this happened."

Mark picked up the phone, calling for a crime scene tech. June shrugged when he asked if she cared whether it was a male or female. A young looking woman came in a few minutes later, taking photos of June. She advised Mark she would need to go with her to take pictures as the chains, locks and other devices were removed.

When she heard about the cattle prod like devices in the battered girl's orifices the tech shuddered, taking the remote gingerly when Jake offered it to her. Careful not to hit any of the buttons she removed the batteries; securing the whole thing in an evidence bag and having Jake sign the transfer slip.

The video was transferred from Bonnie's phone to an SD card, and Bonnie signed the transfer slip attached, certifying that she had shot the video. Mark called the prosecutor, speaking with an assistant who said he would be right over.

The man blanched when he looked at the pictures the tech had taken, Martinez having already taken June to the doctor. He listened to the story Jake told, confirming it with Bonnie and Kimmy in separate interviews. After watching the video he agreed there appeared to be grounds for a search warrant, although the arrest warrant would have to wait.

"We're treading on thin ice here Chief Whitman," he said. "We're getting into an area where Confederacy Law and human law conflict. Were this strictly a human case, I could have her picked up now, however, without clear cut evidence that she forced the girl to sign the contract, it could go either way. Let's get a search warrant and see if we can find anything at the house to bolster our case."

A quick trip to the courthouse followed, with Jake being sworn in and testifying to what had happened at the school. The judge signed the warrant, after expressing concern in dealing with the Confederacy Law, and Mark promised to contact the liaison as soon as the warrant was served. He expressed his fear that Liz would destroy evidence if they took the time to notify the Confederacy and waited for them to give approval also.

Jake and the two girls expressed an interest in going and checking on June, and Mark agreed to call Jake as soon as they had completed their search. Jake drove to the small private hospital his father gave him directions to. Upon arrival they were stonewalled by the nurse at the front desk, she insisted they did not have a patient matching June's description.

When Jake called his father Mark said he would contact Det. Martinez and let her know they had arrived.

"By the way Jake, we found hours and hours of video on Liz's computer. She had a web cam set up and was recording everything. She even had a file named "June's Enslavement" and it was a video of her torturing the girl into signing the document. The sound is good quality and you can hear June refusing to sing the contract at first, so her story holds up."

Jake thanked his father, advising him he would pass the information on to Detective Martinez. Mark hung up and must have immediately called the Detective, for she stepped out of a room into the hall, waving at Jake to join her. The nurse started to object and finally agreed to let them join the Detective when she advised the woman they were friends of June.

June was lying on a hospital bed nude while the evidence tech took pictures. "She's been given a shot for pain, and something to help clot her blood," Martinez informed the trio quietly. "She has some minor damage to her uterus, causing some internal bleeding. She's been taking aspirin for pain, and it's most likely kept her blood from clotting the doctor said. Also, she has three cracked ribs, a small fracture in her sternum and a chip in her pelvis."

"She'll be alright with time, but it's pretty obvious she was the victim of several beatings, probably with a blunt object of some kind. I told your dad to look for a baseball bat or something similar. The doctor said it would have June's blood on it as some of the beatings were administered around the same time as the whippings."

Jake felt sick to his stomach, watching as the chains binding June's breast together by the nipples were cut. A nurse had gently supported them and released them slowly when the tension came off the chain, so they didn't bounce apart and cause the girl more suffering. The chain was placed in an evidence bag while the doctor examined June's piercings.

"These have torn a little," he said calmly to June. "I can remove them, but if I do they are going to heal closed. If you still want them I'll leave them in, just care for them like you would a fresh piercing."

June advised she wanted to keep them and the nurse carefully cleaned the area with a disinfectant, apologizing softly as Della flinched when she wiped the dried blood away. Next came the chain in her belly button, which the doctor said had torn bad enough it had to come out, as it would need at least one stitch. June nodded sadly, laying back as the doctor used needle nose pliers to pry open the ring, removing it carefully.

The wound was stitched, and the doctor assured June she could have the piercing redone at a later time, after she was fully healed. The doctor then began removing the chain from her labia, shaking his head as he worked carefully.

"Whoever did this is a true sadist," he said into his recorder. "The chain is threaded in such a way that any movement would pull on the labia, causing minor discomfort at best. In my opinion, the amount of tension in the chain would have caused a high level of discomfort and pain."

"Honey, several of your piercings down here are torn also," he said to June. "I'm going to have to take them all but the clit ring out. I'll stitch up the torn ones, but the other's are in the way, and they will have to be removed. They will probably heal up, but you can have them replaced just like with the belly button one, if that's what you want."

June told him she understood, and seeing Jake and the two girls there smiled at them. She held out her hand to Kimmy and the girl went to the bedside, holding June's hand tightly as the doctor worked carefully on her.

Kimmy told June that the police had found a video of her being forced to sign the contract, and that legally she was free of Liz. June began crying, causing the doctor to look up in concern.

"Is the pain medicine wearing off?" he asked June.

"No, it's not that," she said, "I'm happy for the first time in a long time," she said as tears dripped down her cheeks. The doctor nodded and went back to work, carefully removing the rings one at a time, and stitching those that had torn.

"You might itch a little as these heal," he said, working while he talked. "Make sure you don't scratch, as you could tear them again, the tissue in this area is delicate."

"Do you know what model of device you have inserted in you," he asked, carefully parting Jane's labia to peer at the wire that ran from her vagina to her anus.

"Here's the remote," Martinez said, holding up the bag. The doctor looked it over and sighed.

"I'm familiar with it," he said. "Sometimes they become lodged, especially in the anus, and people come in to have them removed." He donned a clean pair of gloves, carefully inserting his fingers into June as he pulled on the wire gently, guiding the object out as he removed it from her vagina.

"It consists of two separate pieces," he said, for the recorder as well as Detective Martinez's information. "Both contain batteries and work on the same principle as a stun gun, delivering an electrical jolt when the button is pushed. What setting is the remote set to, and have you moved it?"

"No, I haven't done anything accept take out the batteries," Martinez said, holding up the clear bag and peering through it. "The wheel is numbered, one to ten and its set on ten."

"Well, the way these work, any shock longer than five seconds at that setting would have hurt so bad the receiver would loose control over bodily functions. The other half in the anus would have prevented an accidental bowel movement, but being shocked hard enough to loose control of ones bladder is not uncommon."

June nodded, indicating she had experienced what the doctor was describing. He had her scoot down a little, her feet were already in stirrups, but he need better access to her rectum. He worked carefully and soon removed the other half of the device, dropping the whole thing into an evidence bag prepared for it.

"There is no apparent bleeding from the rectum," he said. "However, there are some signs of blood on the half that was in her vaginal canal. I have taken swabs to verify this, although the blood is most likely from the damage to her uterus, and the bleeding shouldn't last more than a day or two."

"How can someone do this to another person?" Jake asked Martinez softly.

"Sometimes a top loses control," Martinez replied. "It can be bad for everyone concerned, mentally as well as physically."

"Do you know Lori and Liz?" he asked.

"Yes, not well, but I know who they are. Nearly everyone in the scene knows each other," she explained.

"What do you mean, do you know each other from the scene? Are you involved in S&M also?"

"Well, I'm not in an S&M relationship. It's more of a Dom/Sub relationship, and before you ask, I'm a top." Martinez looked at Jake, judging his reaction. "I would never do something like this however," she added.

"What's going to happen to June now?" Jake asked. "I mean, she obviously doesn't want to go back to Liz, so does she find a new top now, or what?" Jake was wondering out loud, which the Detective caught, but she answered anyway.

"That depends on her. If her confidence in her safe words and her safety in the scene is totally shattered, she may refuse to submit herself to someone ever again. I've seen subs that became dominant after an experience like this, refusing to ever be in anyone's power again."

"Some will leave for a while and then come back, some just find a new top and go on with life, it all depends on the person," Martinez said with a shrug.

They watched as the nurse finished cleaning up all of June's cuts, washing them with disinfectant before having her roll over. Jake flinched; realizing June had been laying on her back the entire time without complaint.

Her back was crisscrossed with raw whip marks from her shoulders to her ankles. The piercings in her back had been joined by a second set, staggered amongst the first, and the lacing between them had been redone, binding all the rings together. The lacing was loose, but only because two of the rings had actually pulled out, leaving tears in June's skin.

"My God," the doctor uttered upon seeing her back. "Nurse, why was she laying down with her back like this," he asked, sounding angry.

"She was laying down when I came into the room," the nurse said, bustling around and fetching more supplies. The doctor cut the braided line that had been laced through the piercings, it's once white color stained with blood, some fresh and still red, some dried to a deep brown.

"Miss, I'm going to have to remove a lot of these also," the doctor said to June. "They probably should all come out, but I'll try to save as many as I can if that's what you want."

"Take them all out," June said, her voice muffled a little by the pillow. "I never wanted those anyway, they were Liz's idea." The doctor worked quickly but carefully, removing the rings, stitching the tears, and a few of the deeper cuts made by the whip which had not healed. The whole time he did so the evidence tech continued to snap pictures, documenting the damage that had been done to June.

When the doctor was done the nurse again washed June's back, making sure all the cuts were treated with disinfectant. She was placed in a wrap to support her cracked ribs, and told to avoid any strenuous activity until released by the doctor. She made an appointment to revisit the doctor in a week, and wearing a set of hospital scrubs, was released.

Jake and Detective Martinez tried to find out about her family, but June refused to talk about it. She finally told them she had been living on the streets prior to hooking up with Liz, and had not seen her parents in two years. Jake offered to let her stay with them until something more permanent could be arranged. When the Detective learned Jake had a nurse living with him she agreed, as she could help look after June's injuries.

Mark was contacted and agreed with Jake about housing June temporarily. He informed Jake that Liz had been taken into custody, but had subsequently been turned over to the Confederacy. It turned out that her CAP card was a fake, her real score much lower than the 6.7 she claimed. The real score was a 4.4, putting her low on the desirability scale, due to her vicious nature.

Jake passed the information on to June and the rest of the girls, getting a shocked look from June. June started shaking, tears streaming down her face. Jake held her while she cried, finally guiding her to the Mustang for the ride to his house.