No way, of course not.

Lisa scoffed at the offer, “You’re joking, right? No way!” She tried to sound confident and offended at the suggestion, but her voice wavered just a little, and the murmurs of agreement from her sisters were halfhearted at best. Three points would be a huge lead in the final game, it’d be pretty impossible to lose, and Lisa couldn’t deny that she had sort of enjoyed the feel of Dominator’s thick cock in her mouth that morning. She found herself glancing at the bulge in his trousers and biting at her bottom lip before she realized what she was doing and tried to put on her angry, indignant face again.

Chet shrugged. “Fair enough. You’ll all be slobbering around our cocks soon enough anyway.” He walked back towards the opposing side of the court and moved into position. The sisters huddled briefly one last time.

“Are you sure we made the right decision?” Beth asked, “Should we have just done it? I’ve trusted you so far, Lisa, but this is getting really close.” Lisa shook her head and tried to portray a sense of confidence she wasn’t feeling any more. “It’s a matter of principle, Beth. If we suck them off now, it won’t matter if we win or lose. The only thing people will remember is that DKM got four sisters to strip naked and suck their cocks on a volleyball court. We have to win here, now, at the end, and make it count. Everything comes down to this.” She put a hand into the center of the huddle, “No matter what, we stick together, right girls? Sisters on three?” Felicia, Sarah, and Beth each put a hand on top of hers. They felt like a team again. Lisa nodded. “One, two, three. Sisters!” The girls threw their hands into the air, broke the huddle, and took their positions. Sleepy tossed Beth the ball, and she lined up the first serve of the final game.