Chet speculates about Felica's Freedom

"The trick slut" Chet grunted as he plowed Felcia's soaked pussy, "is to make them an offer they really can't refuse." All Felica could do was moan with pleasure, having given into Chet's ownership of her, at least for this week. After all, as she continued her rationalization, what happens on spring break, stays on spring break... "God I hope that is true..." she begged in her mind even as she gasped as Chet continued to plow her fertile fields.

"And what sister can't help but try to help out her sister? You see" Chet grunted as he slammed himself in and held himself there. "You just need to tell them the truth. You ran into me and I informed you that we are going hold a big party and as one of my conquests you will have to attend as entertainment." Chet punctuated the word entertainment with a hard spank of Felica's ass. "For" another spank. "Anyone" and yet another spank. Felica's ass was now starting to get quite red.

But more embarrassing to Felica was how wet her cunt was getting at the idea of being property at a DKM party. The kernal of submission that had been awoken was now blowing up with nuclear ****.

"When those sisters of yours hear that, I'm sure they'll try to *save* you from your fate. And if they were to try, why, we would be gentlemen and give them a sporting chance."

Chet then restarted thrusting into Felica, her mind only partly there now as she relished the depraved pleasure of being Chet's DKM slut right here on the boardwalk as the sun set. And imagining her sisters joining her as DKM playtoys. Chet didn't say anything else. He just pounded away at her until she heard him groan, followed a split second later by the pleasure of his warm seed flooding her molten chamber. As she felt each spurt of his semen as his balls contracted her world exploded in a bright yellow, the entire world now shrunk down to that tiny ball of **** pleasure that was coursing through her nether regions. All she could think of was her orgasm.

Sometime later, Felica wasn't sure how long, she realized Chet wasn't around anymore. She also felt his pleasure leaking from her well satiated kitty and creating small rivers down her thighs. Quickly dressing, Felica started her walk of shame (which was also a walk of arousal for the newly awakened slut inside of her) back to her sisters. Their taunts of "Don't come back with more DKM cum leaking out of you" turning her cheeks a bright crimson. She felt humiliated and hopelessly aroused at the same time. And she realized right then and there that Chet's speculation would come to pass. His DKM brothers would have another chance at her sisters. A tiny orgasm raced through her body as she imagined her sisters bent over being turned into good DKM sluts like her. Yes... her sisters would enjoy this week as throughly as she would.