Brand her

"You need to brand Kelly." Leanne finished.

Tiffany nodded, "Ya. Totally. The rest of us are already submissive enough I think...and my tits are fucking huge. Kelly is the one I trust the least, and that's even considered we only just met Zahara.

Zahara agreed, "Right...I don't know any of you that well but Kelly seems like a good choice. I wouldn't mind bigger tits myself, but I don't know about the breeding kink."

Gideon smiled, "Just brand us all. That would be fun."

Pete looked at her, "So you want me to brand you?"

Gideon hummed for a moment, "Well...only if you brand everyone. Otherwise, ya, fuck Kelly."

"I don't think Kelly will agree to this..." Pete said.

"Who said anything about agreeing? If you just have to touch it to her ass, and remember she's basically naked already, just do it. Don't ask." Tiffany said.

Pete looked around the room, "You are all really ok if I just brand Kelly without asking her?" Everyone nodded. "Well...alright then. That's the plan."

They decided a simple plan was their best strategy. After Kelly came back the girls would distract her and Pete would brand her. Easy-peasy. Will was a little worried given that Kelly was clearly much stronger than them, but it turned out to be a moot point. They waited and waited and waited but Kelly didn't come home. They ended up falling asleep waiting for her.

Pete woke to a banging on the door. He rubbed his eyes, he didn't know what time it was but it was pitch black. He stumbled to the door and opened it. Three men were there, struggling to hold up Kelly. Kelly appeared to be ****.

"You know this chick?" One man asked.

Pete nodded, "Ya. That's Kelly."

"She celebrated her victory a little too hard. Guess she'd never had dwarven ale before." He said.

The other man chuckled, "Mate...she drank the whole barrel. You shoulda seen her. What a champion. Anywho we promised we'd get her home safe and sound. Oh and here," The man tossed a coin purse to Pete, "That's what's left of her winnings. If she wakes up and wonders why there's so little, please remind her the drinking contest was her idea."

"Uh thanks," Pete said. He looked at the **** Kelly, "Uh would you mind dropping her on the bed?" They didn't and Pete helped them bring her inside and lowered her down. They left and Pete and the girls stared down at Kelly. "So...no need for a distraction I guess."

Gideon slapped Kelly's ass, she didn't even stir, "Ya. And actually...don't even tell her about it."

"What?" Pete asked.

"Ya. Let's all promise not to say anything. Obviously she'll know her tits are bigger and lactating. But we won't tell her why. She'll think she did something while drunk. Like a curse or something." Gideon explained.

Tiffany grabbed the branding iron and passed it to Pete, "Ya. Great idea Gideon. Here Pete. Brand her."

Pete held the iron in his hands, "Ok. Here goes." He pressed it to Kelly's ass. The moment it touched there was a flash of light and suddenly there it was, his initials branding on her butt. He looked down at the watch he wore and saw the timer flicker out. He tried the clasp and it came off easily. "Good. It's done. Let's get some sleep, we leave for Gilhead tomorrow."