Mess with Them Too

Fuck, you can't help it. You approach the girls, who are conversing and trying out some of the sofas.

"Hey, girls."

"Hi, can we help you?"

You were about to spew out some ridiculous commands that they would no doubt follow, before you notice something. Cross necklaces, on all of them. One girl even had a bible buried in her handbag. This was going to get more interesting, and a lot more rewarding.

"Hello?" one of them said giggling and waving her arm in your face, trying to get your attention. You realize how long your mouth was dormant and break the awkwardness.

"Hey, I noticed you all have those cross necklaces. You go to church?"

"Yeah, we do!" one of them pepped up. "You should come," she winked.

"No, I'm good. Church never really interested me, but maybe you guys can change my mind? What's your stance on sex?"

"Oh, um... We think that sex in today's culture is seen as something very casual, and we don't agree with that. Instead, we go against that current, and believe that sex is a holy act between a man and a woman who are greatly in love, just as God intended."

"So I take it all three of you are virgins?" They all awkwardly nod their heads.

“Well that’s no fun,” you retort. “You guys look fuckin’ hot. You should be out getting laid, and partying, and getting hammered and shit.”

“We appreciate the offer, but that is definitely not a lifestyle we want to indulge in at all. And no offense, but could you tone it down with the language?”

You remembered that you could command any woman and have her follow exactly, but they could still ask favors from you. That spiced things up a little, and you were looking forward to shutting this bitch down.

“Aww, man! You mean you guys can’t even swear? Tell you what; why don’t you all come with me and we’ll go out and live a little. Take a walk on the wild side, so to speak. You down?”

They all looked around at each other before making an agreement.

“Yeah… o-o-okay. My friend has to let her parents know she can’t be home for dinner, but she says they’ll understand.”

“Sweet! Let’s get going then. By the way, I didn’t catch your names?”

“Oh yeah. I’m Amanda, this is my friend Esther, and my other friend Lydia.”

“Well it’s nice to meet you girls. Shall we get going?”

You made your way out of the building before laughing about how all of that “debate” took place while you were stark naked. Funny that they didn’t have any issues with that. Coming back to find Sonja and Aliza still jilling off, you tell them to drive the car back to your place. These bimbos weren’t going to fit in there. You see a family of four exit the building and carefully watch which vehicle they approach, before making little effort to steal their SUV. You load up the girls you’re intent on corrupting into the backseats and drift off to your next location.