A long day

After finishing getting ready the three of you make your way downstairs, hoping to get yourself a bite to eat from the kitchen. Deciding unanimously to prepare a salad together since all of you were surprisingly less hungry than you normally would be.

The three of you start cutting vegetables and cooking up some chicken, wanting to throw together a cessation salad with whatever ingredients were left in the fridge from the large breakfast the guys had earlier. You try to enjoy the moment as much as possible, chatting happily with the girls and for the first time in days not feeling on edge… but that pleasure didn’t last long.

A few minutes after you started cooking the first guy came into the kitchen. It was Chris, the skinny but slick guy that beat you in armwrestling yesterday by tricking you… only seeing him made you made but you decided not to give him the satisfaction of you getting mad at him. He seemingly only came to the kitchen to get himself a glass of milk but he quickly changed his route as soon as he saw the three of you

„How are we doing ladies? Wild night yesterday, am I right? Especially for you Jenny! I didn’t know you were such a slut!“ he says with a grin on his face that made your entire body shiver. You start to blush at his comment, wanting to snap at him right away but as you open your mouth you suddenly feel a sharp pain in your backside- that bastard slapped your ass while walking by! Completely caught off guard your body lets out a loud yelp, the sensual sound of it making you cringe even more. You want to turn around and punch him straight in the face- but once again the same feeling pulsates through your body as yesterday when Tommy pulled you down onto the couch and wrapped his arm around you… and for a reason you can’t explain to yourself you just stay silent, taking the slap and the humiliating comment without even trying to stand up for yourself.

Chris quickly leaves the kitchen again after gulping down a glass of milk and leaves the three of you alone- none of you ready to talk about what just happened. Yet the silence is already disrupted once again barely thirty seconds later as the next guy walked into the kitchen, it was Tim. He ignored you and Rose, his eyes were set on Alexis. He grabbed himself a glass to drink as well and started to tease her a little by asking her about her last evening… and Alexis had **** but to lay it on twice as thick as Tim himself, the pill forcing her to flirt with him like she was a literal whore trying to convince someone to buy a lapdance. Tim knew damn well that her behavior was anything but voluntary, but that didn’t stop him at all, instead he enabled Alexis sluttiness even more and after barely three minutes of talking to him he just looked deep into her eyes and said:

„Just say you want to suck my cock already and stop with all of this slutty flirting. Do you want to get fucked by a hunk like me or not?“

You saw it in her eyes that she wanted everything but to do that- but her body had different plans „duh- of course I want to fuck you you sexy stud! How about we go into your room and you show me how big that cock of yours really is?“ she responds, the shock written in her face. Tim doesn’t give anyone of you time to respond as he grabs her by the hand and pulls her out of the room, her frail body just following him, seemingly just as helpless as you were five minutes ago. You looked at Alexis one final time as she was pulled into Tim’s room and you could have sworn you saw something in her eyes that wasn’t just horror- instead it almost seemed like she was excited.

A couple of other guys come into the kitchen one after another as you finish cooking but none of them dare to go as far as Tim did. All they did was tease you a little, make rose seductively rub her ass against their crotches or give your tits a squeeze but nothing the two of you couldn’t get though. You finally manage to eat up and quickly go up to your rooms, trying to keep yourself busy somehow for the rest of the day to avoid any more encounters like you just had. Half an hour later Alexis came into the room, drenched in sweat and with a look on her face that almost seemed giddy, which quickly vanished as she notices how excited she looks. For a second you think about asking how it was but you decide that you didn’t even want to know- afraid that hearing her tell you how great it was getting fucked might give your own body some stupid ideas.