Behind Bunk Curtains and Closed Doors

The next day while Matt was out, Val found herself sitting in her hotel room reading a magazine. The magazine had an interview with Syn in it. She read through it wondering if there was any juicy dirt she could tease them on.

( "Yeah, I have thought about having the DiBenedetto twins in my bed before. Actually there was one night Val got really was one night Val got really drunk with Michelle and well one thing led to another and let us just say those girls have a lot in common. Oh, and I lived every other guys dream" )

Val scoffed as she read the tremendous lie Syn let the press soak up. That little brat couldn't get that even if he tried. A smile crossed her face as an idea popped into her mind. She imeadiatly called her sister.

"There is something I have to show you."

About two hours later Syn was laughing with Zacky after telling him a dirty joke. They were headed to their own rooms for the night.

"Well, have a good night, Syn."

"You know I will."

Syn always had, what he thought was, a witty comeback for everything. He opened the door to find his girlfriend in only a bra and panties. A smile began to quirk the sides of his mouth. He had a feeling the night wasn't over yet and he figured he knew just how it would end. He walked into the room acting like he owned the place.

"Hey, Syn, I'm glad you're here, Babe."

Michelle spoke with a beautiful soft voice. Her eyes were warm and happy to see him. A question brought a little shine to them as she spoke.

"Oh, and, Babe, is it ok if we try something new tonight?"

"Sure, why not. What do you want to do?" Syn asked.

"Well, I have these chains I borrowed, and there is a place to hang them right next to the bed."

Syn interupted her, his smile getting wider.

"You want to be tied up?"

Michelle laughed a little.

"No, Silly, I want to tie you up."

Michelle smiled when Syn looked happy.

"That's fine with me."

Syn smiled and hurriedly took aff his shirt and walked over to Michelle, helping her hook up the chains. He helped her tie himself to the ceilling. He was suspended to where he had to be on his tip toes to be comfortable at all. That was fine. He would be very comfortable soon. Thoughts raced through his head. He didn't really know what his girlfriend was planning but she always knew what to do to him. Even in this new situation he knew she would be just perfect.

As soon as he was completely secure, Val walked into his view.

"Here, Sweetie." Val handed Michelle some clothes. "There's no need for you to be cold. Now, Syn, do you recall this interview."

Val held up the magazine she had been reading eairler. It was held open to the interview and a very nice picture of himself on the left page under the title of the article. His face grew carefully blank then confused.

"What interview? What in the hell is going on here? Michelle? Sweetie? Why are you getting dressed?"

Syn asked all the questions sweetly yet his voice growing more and more confused and concerned.

"Why is she getting dressed? Is that all you care about, Syn? You lied about having a threesome with us? Did you just think you were going to get away with that?"

Val almost started yelling. She was so disgusted with him. Syn just looked confused. That's fine, she'd show him exactly what she meant. Suddenly Val pulled out a whip from behind her back.

" Whoa!! What in the hell do you think your going to go with that?" Syn yelled, his voice becoming a bit more worried.

"i know what I am going to do with this. I am going to punish you."

Val spoke very calmly. Yes, she would show him.

"Michelle! Do something! Your sister has gone insane!"

Syn tried to reason with his girlfriend, but she wouldn't hear any of it. She shook her head and cut into the statement.

"No Synyster! You should not have said those things. Now what will people think about us?"

Michelle stated as her twin walked over to Syn. Val started to work on his belts. He was trying to kick her when he felt a nail scrape down his back.

"You'd better not kick my sister!"

Michelle told him, her voice low, almost growling. Her body was close to his, her muscles tense. Her nials continued raking across his skin causing it to form welts. Syn gritted his teeth as the nails bit into his skin. Alright, this was something different. By now he was pretty sure he didn't like it at all. He pulled at the chains, trying to struggle free. He made it as difficult as he could for Val, struggling as much as he could without possibly hurting her.

Val yanked off the jeans. He was frustrating her. He completely deserved anything they would be giving him after that lie. Once in a while her nails would rip into the skin of his legs. That was his fault too. If he hadn't have been struggling her hands wouldn't have slipped.

She looked up at him from her spot on the floor in front of him. Syn looked down, his eyes slightly glazing over as she leaned forward. her mouth opening ever so slightly. Her breath caressed over his skin as a laugh rose from her lips. She pulled back and stood up.

"Michelle."

Her voice was commanding as she called her sister. Michelle's gaze flicked over to her twin. Val nodded for her to come over. Michelle stepped around her boyfriend, her eyes slightly widening as Val held out the whip to Michelle. Val smiled wickedly at her sister, seeing her slightly cower away from the instrument.

"Take it." Val commanded.

"Val, I.... don't you want to do it? You're so much better at doing stuff like this."

Michelle looked back at Syn, a look of worry sliding over her face. She obviously had second thoughts. Val tapped her sister on the shoulder with the handle to get her attention back. Michelle jumped slightly and snapped her head towards Val once more.

"Take it. Do it. Afterall, he is your boyfriend, and the lie wasn't just about me. He made it seem like we were just kinky little whores. Do you want to be looked at like that?"

Val's lips dripped venom, not words. She spat them out like vile, rotten things. Michelle curled in on herself slightly, thinking it through. Syn felt sorry for Michelle in a way. He realized Michelle probably didn't have much part in this.

"Michelle, honey, come on... don't do this, baby. I love you. You know that. I'm sorry I said anything. I didn't mean for it to turn out that bad--"

"--Shut up!!! It did turn out that bad Synyster! It did!" Val cut him off, almost screaming at him. Her voice was raw as the words poured out.

Michelle looked back and forth between her boyfriend and her twin. Finally she made eye contact with Syn. She mouthed the word 'sorry' then looked to Val. Her arm reached out between them and her hand closed on the handle. A shudder went through Syn as she walked towards him. At least it was Michelle doing it. He loved Michelle. It hurt him that she had sided with Val afterall but he understood.

Michelle walked behind Syn. She fumbled with the whip a bit and finally got a good stance. Her arm reached out behind her and snapped forward, bringing the whip down upon Syn's back. He gasped slightly as it cut into the flesh. She was right, she wasn't that good at it. Even though it still hurt, it wasn't full force. He would be able to stand through it and not be too worse for wear.

After a few hits Val made a heaving sigh.

"God, Michelle, you hit like a girl. You should know how to do this much better than that."

"I told you. I don't do it well." She stammered out. "Plus I don't have too much room to maneuver."

"You have plenty of room to maneuver Michelle. You're just being a baby about it!"

Val hissed at her sister. She walked over to Michelle and snatched the whip from her hands.

"Get over there. I'll take over from here. God, Michelle, you can't do anything right!"

She shoved Michelle away from Syn and took a good stance. Her arm stretched out, just as her sister's had, but when it came down the whip whistled through the air. It hit true, cutting into the skin at his shoulder blades over the welts that had been left by Michelle. A red line of blood rose up from the slice. Val smiled and admired her first blow.

Syn bit his lip. That one wasn't so good. He flexed his shoulder blade slightly and felt a warm drip of blood start running down from the wound. It wasn't a lot of blood, the wound not so deep. It sure felt like it was on fire though. He took a deep breath as another blow came down on his back, and another. He gasped. She was hardly giving him time to breathe between the hits. He stayed silent for as long as he could but with each slice the pain worsened.

"Val....Val..." she didn't answer, "Val! Val please! I'm sorry. Val, I'm sorry!" he began to plead.

He looked over to Michelle. She was standing in front of him but huddled somewhere in her head. The far corner across the room seemed incredibly interesting to her and she would not move her gaze from it. She stared at it as if it was the only thing real in the world.

"Michelle...baby..."

Her eyes switched over to him. They were slightly glazed from tears that she wouldn't shed. She looked at him, straight into him, begging for forgiveness. Val was right, she thought over and over, she wasn't strong like Val...not at all.

"Michelle, please." his breathing hitched slightly after a really sharp hit. "Michelle, honey, please talk to Val. I'm sorry. I won't talk about you like that again. I'm sorry." he whispered his pleas over the crack of the whip on his skin.

Suddenly they stopped. Val's voice was a little breathy as she spoke.

"You're not just going to never do that again. You're going to let people know it was all a lie. I don't want people thinking that my sister and I are both some kind of whore."

Val looked at his back, admiring her canvas. She touched at a couple spots. The muscles twitched through the pain. She smiled and looked at the blood on her fingers. She licked at a couple of the fingers then wiped the rest on her jeans. Syn looked at Michelle and at the floor.

"But...I..."

Val cracked the whip next to him. Her fingers went up to his shoulder and trailed down his back causing rivers of fire to travel from her fingers and outward across his back.

"You're going to do it or I'll keep on until you agree."

Syn looked at the floor. He gulped and took a deep breath then nodded once.

"Alright. Alright I'll do it." He said quietly...more to the floor than either of the girls.

"Good" Val said, her happy bouncy personality back. "I guess we're done here."

Val walked over to her sister and hugged her gently then kissed her on the cheek. It was one of those sisterly gestures of comfort. Michelle looked up at Val and smiled innocently. She nodded to her and began to walk over to Synyster. She reached up her hands to start untying him.

"Michelle? What are you doing?" Val's voice sounded irritated.

"I'm...I'm untying him. I thought we were done."

Michelle's voice was small, her eyes large. Val shook her head at her sister. Michelle sighed and brought her arms back down.

"Go to bed sweetie. I'll see you in the morning."

Michelle nodded at Val and stepped away from Syn. The hopeful look Syn had on his face washed away. He looked down. Michelle undressed again until she was just in underwear and got under the covers in the bed. Syn's body wanted to go to her. Wanted to hold her close. Wanted to know she loved him. He needed that comfort. Instead the chains reminded him that he couldn't move so he stayed there. Suddenly a thought occurred to him and he looked up at the chains. If he was stuck like this how the hell was he going to play tomorrow?!?


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In the next chapter The Rev orders Leana around, Val does not like it. What will she do?