Race to the top.

"Let's race to the top. There is a fork in the path ahead you two take one route, we'll take another. If we lose you get Felicia and if you lose, you agree to leave her alone the rest of our break." Lisa said challenging them.

"Hmmm. An interesting offer but we already have Felicia. You'll have to put up your own ass to make it a fair wager." Chet said as his hand ran through the hair of a kneeling Felicia.

Lisa grumbled at the situation. He was right. If she wanted to free her sister of being a DKM cumdumpster she was going to have to risk herself suffering that same fate. There was no way these hung over frat boys could beat her and Felicia to the top of Cummins Peak.

Her mind went to the thought of losing. She could see herself face down in the dirt path as Chet's fellow frat brother plowed her from behind. She could almost see the facial expression she would make as her picture would be taken to display on the "Wall of Shame". An odd sensation of arousal hit her at the thrill of being debased in such a way. She shook the thoughts from her head and her determination returned.

"Well." Chet said "What's it gonna be? Hike to the top of shall I let Felicia continue?"