The girls interrogate Marc in the pool.

"There's only one way to figure this out..." Amber said, getting up off of Marc. "Let's strip him and make him confess."

The girls agreed and swarmed the delivery boy like vultures. The yanked off his pants and shirt, tossing the clothes back into the pool. "Hold him down!" Amber ordered as she went to her pool house. The three remaining girls overpowered the lanky youth and restrained him while they waited for their leader.

"Look, girls, I think Marc finds this all exciting!" Jessi notices, nodding toward Marc's erect dick. Marc struggled against the girls but they held him firm.

"I can't blame him," Kaitlyn said, "We are pretty hot... especially when we are getting it on..." she turns and nuzzled Chloe beside her. Both their towels dangled precariously on their bodies as they had their arms around Marc.

Amber returned with an inflated body length floatie chair and some duct tape. "Maid, help me with this," she called out to Mindy. Mindy went over and held the floatie behind Marc as Amber wrapped tape around his right wrist, behind the flotation device and then the captive's left wrist. She positioned Marc's arms behind the float and bound them in 'L' shapes behind his back.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Marc said, starting to panic about being tied up.

"We're going to make you confess," Amber replied as she bound his legs together and secured them to the float chair as well. "Alright girls, throw him in!"

The girls heaved the captive into the pool with a big splash. Marc bobbed back to the surface, but rocked side to side as he tried to balance himself to stay upright. Amber and Jessi dove in after him and swam up to each side of the float. Kaitlyn and Cheryl dropped their towels and joined in as well, while Mindy was content to watch from poolside. She could barely make out the conversation, but was ready to make a run for it if Marc pointed the finger to her.

"Alright, Marc, last chance before you go for another dip... who put you up to peeping on us?" Amber said.

"Your momma!" Marc said defiantly.

"Screw you!" Amber cried out, flipping the guy over. She and Jessi put Marc in a spin cycle for several rotations before holding him back in the upright position. Marc gasped for air when they stopped. His chest went up and down as he sucked in air desperately.

"You want to try that again?"

"Haha..." Marc panted deliriously, "You bitches... are gonna get what you deserve one day..."

Amber mercilessly spun Marc several more times before stopping to ask, "That loosen your tongue yet?"

Marc sputtered and coughed after water had gotten up his nose on that last spin. He winced in pain as it reached his sinuses.

"Hey, I think he's having too much fun, that's why he won't talk," Jessi said, pointing to his still erect cock.

"Well we can fix that..." Amber said.