"I'll vote for Heather."

Heather laughs. "Very well, Gwen. But remember, your word is your bond." She releases Gwen's chin, and Gwen nods, standing up with as much dignity as she can muster. You can see the conflict in her eyes, the desire to win the game warring with the humiliation of serving Heather.

You said. "Alright, Gwen. You've passed the first test. But we need to make sure you're fully committed to the plan." You smirk, watching the internal struggle play out across Gwen's face.

Heather said. "Go get my man ready for me, slut." Gwen hearing that you was Heather's man made her stomach twist in a knot. She looked over at you with a mix of anger and lust. Heather watched as Gwen walked over to you. Her hips swaying in the tiny skirt. She knew that the sight of Gwen in that outfit would make you rock hard.

You don't sugar coat it to Gwen adding your words. "Gwen, you're going to make sure my cock is good and hard for the cameras. And remember, the better you do, the better it'll be for both of us. I do of course mean Heather and me."

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