They let you go

For a few moments, you feel your heart beat as drool drips out of your mouth. The tension in the air is palpable as the girls eye your tits.

Suddenly, they burst into laughter. "Wow, you really are a slut," says the blonde. You blush as they laugh at you. The dark-haired girl pulls out her phone. "Hold that pose for a second..." and she snaps a photo. She puts it away and commands you to get up and get dressed. You eagerly comply and she continues with "Thank us for our mercy, slut."

"Thank you so much, this slave isn't worth your mercy." You figure if you keep it up, they'll keep going easy on you. They laugh at your words and carry on past you. As you hear them walk away, you let out a huge sigh of relief. The front of your dress is now damp with the drool from your tits, and your skirt is still tented by your raging boner.

Having wasted enough time, you rush on.