Carrie

Your jaw drops as Carrie walks through. She Is dressed like some kind of dominatrix. Her tight, shiny, black latex dress shows of her impressive curves as well as ample cleavage. A metal spiked collar adorns her neck.

She gives Susan a viscous look. “”Just what do think you’re doing, missy?”

Susan releases your cock with a pop. “Sorry, Carrie, I didn’t think you were coming back and well…”

“I’m so sorry, Carrie, she seduced me. I didn’t mean…”

“Nick, it’s fine. I know she seduced you. I went through the machine just like her. I know she has certain…needs.” She gives Susan a look. “She just needs to be a bit more…selective.”

“What’s with the outfit, Carrie?”

She spins giving you a nice look at her ass.

“You were right. The demon here is much too powerful for me to tackle alone. I’m lucky I even escaped. I needed this outfit as a disguise to sneak out.”

“We should get out of here.”

“You’re right, Nick. I know a way out. Follow me.”

Carrie turns and heads down the stairs. You follow. Susan follows with you.

Susan leans in and whispers. “I know you were enjoying my…attention. Anytime you want a break from that bitch, you can come to me. I promise it’ll feel even better.”

The thought of it feeling even better is hard to imagine. Her mouth felt hotter than anything you’ve ever experienced.

“Susan, I’m Carrie’s boyfriend. The answer is no.” You whisper back.

Susan gives a little pout.

You reach the bottom floor and exit the building with surprising ease.

Susan squints in the sun. “So what do we do now?”

“I don’t know about you, but Nick is coming back to my place.”