Obey Saoirse's commands

You quickly head back to your room, finding it thankfully empty. With that, you take out the secret make-up and clothes you have tucked away under your bed, and quickly get dressed in your favorite underwear.

A lacy pink pair of panties with a bow, a matching pink bra go on first. before you get into a slutty, girly school uniform. You spend a half hour doing your make-up, making it all perfect for Saoirse's inspection, before hurrying off to her room.

It's not long before you arrive, knocking on Saoirse's door.

"Come in!" Saoirse shouts.

You open the door, to reveal Saoirse, lying naked on the bed, panting. Next to her is a tall, dark-skinned man with a shaved head, just buttoning up the white shirt of his business suit.

"Hey, my gorgeous girl," Saoirse says. "How about you come in and have some fun with me? Alan was just leaving."

"Hey, sweetcakes," the man says, walking over to you. "Is this another one of your sluts?"

"Hi," you say meekly, as Alan leans into you.

For a moment, you're enamored by the man, his height, his good features, his looks... but he quickly becomes a little less appealing, as he leans into you and you can smell the whiskey on his lips.

"Hey there," he says, a slight slurring in his speech, a hand leaning down to rub his cock through his pants. "You're a fair bit worse than I usually do, but I can make an exception."

Alan grabs you roughly by the shoulders, pushing you against the wall. He leans in, planting a wet kiss on your lips as his body presses against yours.

"That's enough, Alan! We didn't agree to this," Saoirse says.

"Oh, come on, baby! I'm just trying to have some fun with your slutty little friend. Isn't that right, whore?"

Alan goes for another kiss, and you awkwardly flinch as it slaps on your cheek. Admittedly, you feel less comfortable with him, his attitude less demeaning in a sexual way, and more demeaning in a personal way.

"Alan, get the fuck out of here," Saoirse says, standing up. "We're done here."

"Alright, alright," Alan says, releasing you from his grasp. "She's ugly anyway, looks like a fucking dude. Hey, before I go, why don't you remind me who is in charge by kissing my cock, yeah?"

You pause for a moment, the tall, wide man standing over you, leering down.