Sell Her To A Frat House

"You must know some bougie frat guys at law school. Think any of them would want their own house pet?" You ask Nyla.

"I'm sure I could arrange that." She says with a shrug. "Might take a day or two. I know some guys, but I'm not really close with any of them."

"That's fine." You say gripping Anastasia's leash and giving it a yank so she's forced onto all fours. "I wouldn't mind spending a little more time with her. Mind if I keep her here until arrangements are made? I don't want to have to explain the rape slave to my mom."

"Sure." Nyla laughs. "Maybe I could play with her a little too? If you don't mind?"

Your spent cock twitches to life at that. "Your own sister Nyla? I never knew you were such a pervert."

Nyla blushes and gently punches your shoulder. "Shut up. It's not like I have an incest fetish or something YOU'RE the one who pretty much made her a sex doll."

"Fair enough." You say, eying your friend's curvy body. "Why don't you show me what you want to do with your sex doll little sister?"