The team.

Damien nodded at the 18 years old in front of him.

“I can provide two Cunts for your team to use after your big game.”

“Eh, there’s about 30 of us.”

“Shouldn’t be a problem. These two are big whores. Only stipulation, is that they remain masked during the gangbangs. The privacy of my girls is of the highest importance. If any of you unmask them, not only will your fee quadruple, but I will personally make sure that you never walk again.”

“Still though. 30 of us and only 2 girls?”

“Three holes per girl, divided by two. That’s 5 fucks in each hole. Both of them have taken a lot more than that.”

“Anything else you can tell me about them?”

“Sure. They’re mother and daughter. Another reason why unmasking will result in your paralysis. The masks they will be wearing would have to be focused on to take off. There will be no accidents. Second, one of them is in her early 40s and the other is 24.” Damien embellished Claudia’s age, not wanting curiosity to get the better of them by then assuming she may go to their school.

“And the cost is $2000 for the night?

“Up front. Not negotiable.”

“Still cheaper than a street whore.”

“I know.” Damien stood. “Have a good day.”

“I still can’t believe you’re a pimp Damien. Thank you for the discount between us team mates. You know you can join us?”

“I’ll be fine Jason.”

“Aight. Later dude!”

After they had left the drug house, Claudia and Jennifer came into the room.

Claudia spoke first.

“What did Jason want?”

“Two cunts to be part of the victory (or consolation) gangbang.”

“I’m guessing that’s us? They’ll recognize us!”

“No, you’ll be wearing bondage masks.”

Jennifer spoke next.

“So I will be fucking more of my students?”

“Yep. About 15 of them. Each. There a problem?”

“No,” Jennifer said, “as long as you got my money and my medicine.”

“Of course I will you junky whore. You better go get ready. The game starts in an hour.”

Damien wondered how much they would have paid if they’d have known they’d be fucking their vice principal and her daughter.

Oh well, better safe than sorry.