Wait

You think of just leaving. Try and find Alice maybe, and apologize for leaving her alone at the bar. By now the shift must have ended, and Jen and Jake will have taken over. Jen is a petite, bookish girl, but very pretty nonetheless. She was always very sweet to you, and you were quite good friends. You wonder what she is wearing tonight. Something sexy and tight, hopefully, as she had a killer ass, though she never showed it.

As you think of all this, a few minutes pass, and suddenly the door behind you opens. Daphne stands in the door opening, her kimono wide open once again. She gives you a very self-satisfied smile. 'Come in,' she says.

You look over her shoulder into the office. On the desk sits Sarah, her cat woman costume taken off, and only wearing her perfectly fitted lingerie. You admire her toned skin, and curvaceous body from afar, before scanning the room further. You notice that John is nowhere to be seen.

'What's going on?' you ask, fairly suspicious.

'Robbie?!' Sarah blurts out, surprised. 'Were you spying through the door?'

'What?! No!' you answer instinctively. 'I was just,' -

'It's okay!' Daphne quickly interjects. 'I'll explain! Come in, quick!' She pulls you inside of the office, and closes the door behind you again.

Once you walk in, you see there is a chair right next to the door. Sitting in it is John, completely naked. His hands and feet are tied to the chair by way of handcuffs. His mouth is taped shut by a rubber ball and some duct tape. He's trying to shout something at you, but he can't form the words in his mouth.

'What did you do?!' you ask, worried you are committing a felony right now.

'I convinced him to be tied up like this while we gave him a lesbian show,' Daphne explains. 'I knew there were some handcuffs laying around in here.'

She motions to the few cabinets around the room, which were full of boxes containing all kinds of stuff. The stuff being hoarded over all those years was immense, as the owner of the propriety never liked to throw stuff away. Everything could be useful at some moment in time, he always said. Maybe not now, but sometime for sure. Well, he was certainly right in this case, as Daphne continued explaining;

'But now that he's tied up, I thought we should give him a better show. Make him our little cuckold.'

'What does that mean?' Sarah asks.

'It means that he's going to have to watch us fuck Robbie,' Daphne explains with a devious smile. 'As punishment.'

'Punishment for what?' Sarah ask, getting more confused by the second.

'For being such a horrible asshole,' Daphne says simply.

'Yeah... but what?!' Sarah asks, not understanding a bit of it. 'You fucked him all the time. And you kept telling me how good he is. How big he is. Why are you doing this now?'

'Because I've found someone better,' Daphne answers. 'Much better.'

'You mean him?' Sarah asks, pointing at you.

'Oh yeah, he is much bigger,' Daphne says. 'And besides, he's got a huge crush on you.'

'Hang on,' Sarah says, now looking at you. 'Is this true? Do you have a crush on me?'

'Well, I,' - you start, but Daphne interjects again.

'Yeah, for a really long time. It's been super obvious.'

'Well, I didn't know,' Sarah says. 'Is this really true?' She asks the question more intensely this time, like she really wants to make sure. It makes you extremely anxious, and your mind falls completely blank.