Broken Spirits Can Swim

Broken Spirits Can Swim Ch. 6

Kyne began organizing the party in the frat house, having made sure enough beer and booze was ordered and delivered on time. He also had several catering companies deliver enough food the feed the entire campus without spending a single cent as he had many "favors" people owed him. The canine sat back and watched the frat pledges work, one was busy servicing him as he barked orders to the rest to make sure this party was set up correctly and not a total failure like the last one held by the frat without his input.

"The fuck you think you are doing with that banner?! Hook it on the left side then the right before you fuck around and adjust it," His words were filled it irritation as his paw gripped the pledge's hair tightly between his knees, "And do not let keg pools run low on ice, no one wants the piss warm beer you idiots tried serving last time," He growled before letting slip a moan as he unloaded in the pledge's muzzle, his eyes having moved down to the small mouse boy, "that's it little slut, swallow it all down." His mind still reeled from the interruption with Jane, his thoughts all seem filled with anger

As the party decorations were properly hung, displayed or taped to the wall, a large moose walked in with a grin plastered to his lips, "Kyne we have the perfect entertainment for us tonight," he lumbered in, his massive antlers dragged across the low banner and yanked a pledge off a ladder with a dull thud, "oh shit, sorry man," the moose shrugged and continued his way to Kyne, "while the party continues here, we get to have our fun with this one." He produced his phone to show a picture of a rather abused furry, their fur badly matted from what looks like excessive male seed, their left eye swollen and their muzzle bound as they are being used by a large bull, "He is already in the playroom, blindfolded and bound, just waiting on the alpha to make his appearance."

Kyne shoved the pledge away, having grabbed the phone to look at the picture. His muzzle went from anger to a rather malicious grin, "Oh the alpha is going to work this one over well," he turned his gaze to the moose, "are his records gone from the school Jerald? We don't need another ghost to cause us issues, that cost me too much when we had that goat." His eyes seemed to burn the moose as he looked away almost instantly.

"Yeah, we scrubbed the records clean, made it seem he pulled out on his own choice to go backpacking in the mountains overseas." Jerald kept his gaze on the floor as he felt the guilt for screwing up the last plaything they had, almost jeopardizing what was set up by Kyne years ago. "We even had someone go to the airport and take a plane ride as him to cover the tracks, no one will realize he is gone till graduation."

The canine stood and fixed his jeans before he tossed the phone back to Jerald and walked away. His mind no longer filled with the raccoon but now his new target locked up in the playroom as he left the moose in the front room and reached a large oak door with a plaque that read 'No Unauthorized Access – Members Only'. Kyne placed his paw on the handle but didn't turn the knob before several clicks were heard as the biometrics scanner in the knob unlocked the door. As he entered the room a slight muffled whimpered cry could barely be heard over the activity in the main room before the door was closed and any sound after was silenced.

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In a rather hurried rush, Heather came bolting into the dorm room, almost in happy hysterics as she rushed Jane on his bed. "I got an invite!" she got out as she pounced on him repeatedly, "I got an invite!" Jane was rather confused but at the current moment, he just tried to protect his body from any injury from the hyperactive raccoon who was jumping on him.

"H-heather get off! I can't breathe!" He managed to get out, his paws pushed on her shoulders as he tried to sit up only to knocked back down onto his bed and books, "Get off me!" his muzzle showed happiness even if he was being body slammed by the small frame.