She can't say "no."

A moan escaped from Felicia’s lips, her breaths coming in quick, shallow pants as her eyes glazed over with lust. She couldn’t believe she was letting this asshole direct her thoughts. She couldn’t believe she was letting him lay his hands upon her again. She couldn’t believe she was thinking--no, fantasizing--about betraying her sisters and watching frat boys publicly fuck and humiliate them. And she couldn’t believe how much all this was turning her on.

“I asked you a question,” he growled, his hands slipping up to grab her breasts over her bikini top, roughly pulling her back against him. Now, in addition to feeling his eager cock, she could feel the marker he wore around his neck too--the one he’d used to mark her ass as his frat’s property--his property--mere hours ago. She whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her lip in a futile effort to hide just how completely he had her at his mercy. “Would you like that, soda? Would you like to watch your sisters get marked as DKM sluts, and get their cunts filled with fresh frat boy cum?”

“Yes.” When the word escaped her mouth, Felicia moaned, tipping her head back towards him.

“Does even just thinking about it turn you on?” Chet trailed his finger down her stomach, letting it linger by the top of her bikini bottoms, threatening to dip inside and find clear proof of just how turned on she was.

“Yes,” she confessed, grinding her ass against his covered cock.

Felicia gasped as he slipped his hand inside her bikini bottoms, then yelped as he rammed two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. “And will you help us do it? Will you help us turn your three sisters’ cunts into DKM cum dumpsters?”

“Yes,” Felicia groaned, grinding her pussy against Chet’s hand. He chuckled into her ear.

“Good girl,” he whispered, nipping at her neck as he flicked his thumb over her clit, making her gasp and tremble. “Then all that’s left is to seal the deal.”

“I’ll do whatever you want,” Felicia whispered, succumbing fully to her submission as she sagged into his arms.

She could swear she could hear Chet’s wolf-like smile in his voice as he growled into her ear, “Well, when DKM makes a deal with one of our sluts, we like to seal the deal…”