Pre-wedding party

That afternoon, before the big dinner, Svenja had taken another enthusiastic look at the venue. The rooftop pool with its glass bottom shimmered in the sunlight.

Meanwhile, the four friends—Verena, Steffi, Tanja, and Madeleine—were sitting with Lisa in a separate side room at the venue. Lisa had called them all together specifically for this.

She closed the door, leaned against it, and looked around at them. The four women still bore the traces of the previous evening: Verena was wearing a thin top under which the fading letters “CUM HERE” were clearly visible on her breasts. Steffi kept scratching herself discreetly between her legs. “I know you’re mad at Svenja,” Lisa began calmly. “And you have every right to be. But I have a big favor to ask of you, and you owe me one.”

She took out an envelope and placed it on the table. “This is a letter from Svenja to Fabian. I forged it as a little bit of ****.”

The four women leaned forward. Steffi pulled out the letter and read it aloud:

“My dearest darling. I know you’re just a man, and I don’t want you to cheat on me in our marriage. That’s why I’m giving you four free passes with my best friends.

They’re only valid today. Have fun, my love. Your Svenja ❤”

Then Lisa slid four photos across the table—pictures from the bachelorette party.

The photos showed Verena, Steffi, Tanja, and Madeleine stark naked, their tits red and swollen, the perverted tattoos clearly visible on their skin: CUM HERE, TEAM BRIDE SLUT, Svenja’s Cum Guzzler, Sperm Dumpster for the Bride.

Verena turned pale as a sheet. Steffi cursed loudly: “What the hell is this…” Tanja just stared at her own photo in disbelief. Madeleine clenched her fists. Verena was the loudest: “Why should we do this?! Why should we keep her fucking fiancé busy?!” Lisa remained completely calm.

“Because if you disappear with Fabian and keep him occupied for as long as possible… then Svenja will be all alone with ten men in the pool. And they’re all supposed to have their fun with her.”

Steffi looked up. “And what’s Sara doing while that’s happening?” “Sara’s handling the finale,” Lisa replied. “She’ll stay in the pool and calm Svenja down, suggest fun games, and keep her entertained while you’re away with Fabian. If everything goes well, Svenja’ll get a very special sexual gift at the end.”

Verena asks, “And where are we supposed to take him?” Lisa said we have a special container. Just hang your swimwear on the outside of the container and play naked with him inside. (You already know our container, right?)

“Oh yeah… the bikinis he got for you are specially cut so they slip off very easily.” The four women looked at each other. Their anger toward Svenja was clearly palpable. The humiliation from the previous evening cut deep. Verena was the first to nod. “Okay… we’ll do it.”

Steffi grinned maliciously. “Then let’s leave the little princess all alone with the men.”

Tanja and Madeleine nodded as well. Lisa smiled contentedly. “Good. Then make sure Fabian stays away as long as possible. The longer, the better.”

Sara stood with Lisa a little way from the pool. The sun was shining warmly, the music was playing softly, and Svenja was laughing happily with her friends in the water. Lisa pulled Sara aside and spoke quietly and seriously:

“Sara, I need to let you in on something. The swimwear Fabian got for everyone has been tampered with. The bikinis and swimsuits are designed so that they become transparent very quickly upon contact with water and shift easily. But for the show, you have to wear one too.” Sara stared at her. Her expression darkened. “What? Why…?”

Lisa continued impassively: “I told the four friends that Svenja had the idea to give Fabian a special afternoon. The letter I’m about to give her is supposedly from Svenja to Fabian. It says she’s giving him four free passes with her friends—just for today. The four of them will ‘kidnap’ him and keep him occupied for as long as possible. I got the container from the car show. You know what that means.” [If you don’t know, you’ll have to go back a few chapters]

Sara swallowed hard. But she liked the direction this was taking. “And what happens to Svenja while the four of them are away with Fabian?” Lisa smiled coldly.

“Then Svenja is all alone in the pool with ten men. And they’re all supposed to have their fun with her. You stay in the pool and calm her down, suggest fun games, and keep her entertained. I invited another guy who’s supposed to really fuck Svenja. But you have to prepare him first.”

Lisa stared at her intently. “You want to humiliate Svenja, don’t you? Even if your ass gets seen in the process?”

Sara blushed. She bit her lower lip. “I want to humiliate Svenja.”

Sara hesitated for a long time. Then she nodded slowly, her teeth clenched. “I… I’m in. I want her to suffer.”

Shortly afterward, Lisa casually handed Svenja the letter as she walked past the pool.

“Here, this was supposed to be delivered to your fiancé. Probably the bill for today. Why don’t you give it to him right away?”

Svenja took the letter cheerfully, without opening it.

“Thanks for being such a wonderful fiancé!” she called out to Fabian and hopped back to the pool, laughing, where her friends and the others were already waiting for her.

Fabian stood there, perplexed, the letter in his hand.

“What’s going on here…?”

He opened the envelope and read.

His eyes grew wider and wider.

Svenja waved at him again, laughing—along with the very four friends who had just given him pornographic pictures of themselves.

He had a free pass to fuck those exact four women—just for today.