You decide to help sort Cindy out.

"You giving me an ultimatum Officer?"

"Beth. And it's not an ultimatum, it's a choice. And what happens after you make that choice isn't up to me. It's up to you and to others. She what's your call?"

You look at her thoughtfully, not sure of the meaning of everything she's told you and weighing what you think you understand. Cindy certainly pushed issues towards this end, or at least one very like it. Is it a trap? Maybe, but the memory of Cindy writhing in orgasm on the back of your bike has your cock stiffening, and whatever common sense you have seems to drain away.

"Let's go sort Cindy out," you say, staring a Beth with flat eyes.

She gives you a nervous smile and leads you back, opening the pocket door to reveal Cindy writhing on the mattress, her hands cuffed behind her, her eyes excited and flaring with need.

"You're going to make me do it...both of you...you're going to make me..." she whimpers happily, rolling onto her back. "Strip me! Oh god my pants are so tight and I'm so wet! Strip me! Strip me and do what you want!"

Beth looks at you, the two of you sharing thoughts before she bends and unbuttons Cindy's jeans as the girl giggles excitedly. You help, and the two of you strip the heels, jeans and panties off the squirming student as she gasps. The scent of her arousal is thick and ripe, and your cock hardens, suddenly wanting her with furious need.

"What do you want?" Cindy gasps happily. "What are you going to do to me? Oh God this is so exciting! Better than when Margot and I were drunk! Are you going to fuck me Dean? Or are you going to fuck me with your nightstick, cop? Hold a gun to my head the way your partner did to Margot? Oh Fuck just do it to me! Just do it!"

She's half naked and writhing, only her clinging shirt covering her. You pull it up, exposing her ripe round tits, squeezing them and making her moan with lust.

"Oh God! I'm so juicy...so ready!" she whines, pressing herself against your hands. Beth unbuckles her utility belt, casting it to the floor outside the room after pulling her baton from its clips. Cindy whimpers in excitement, her eyes wide as she looks at it, then turning to look hungrily at the bulge in your pants, licking her lips. "So ready..." she breathes, "So ready for anything..."