They walk into the lion's den.

Beth shifted uncomfortably as Lisa knocked on the front door of the DKM frat house. “Relax, Beth. It’s eight in the morning. They’re probably all lying in bed nursing hangovers.”

“Sure,” Beth said, sounding unconvinced, “But why do we have to have sex with them again?”

Before Lisa could answer, a frat boy who, indeed, looked like he just rolled out of bed (or off the couch, more likely) opened the door to see four bikini-clad sisters standing on the porch. He stared sleepily at them for a minute before speaking, “Am I still dreaming? If I am, uh, you,” He pointed at Sarah, “Take off your top.”

Lisa stepped forward and pinched the sleepy frat boy’s cheek. “No, you’re not dreaming.”

“Damn. Any of you want to take off your top anyway?”

Lisa rolled her eyes. “Maybe later.” She spun a finger in the air, and the girls all turned away from the sleepy frat boy, revealing the DKM initials each bore on their ass.

“Oh! The sluts from yesterday’s Cunt Hunt! Didn’t quite get enough DKM cum, huh? I’ve never done four sluts at once before, but if you come in the house, I’ll come-”

Felicia cut him off, not particularly wanting to hear the end of that sentence. “Actually, is Chet here? We, uh, wanted to talk to the same bros who, um, claimed us yesterday.”

Sleepy frowned, but shrugged and stepped aside, letting the sisters into the house. “Lucky dudes, getting slut service first thing in the morning. Follow me, girls, I'll show you the right rooms."

With that, Sleepy navigated the girls past a warzone of empty beer cans, sleeping frat boys, and even a few girls wearing the Frat's initials on their lower backs or asses. Eventually he arrived at a hallway and pointed the girls to the rooms where their various DKM captors were sleeping. Beth disappeared into a room filled with the sound of snoring. Felicia’s bikini bottoms from yesterday were hanging on the front of a half-open door, and she nervously collected them before disappearing inside. Sarah’s captor was already awake, and Lisa heard a dark chuckle as Sarah shuffled into his room. And at the end of the hall, Sleepy pointed Lisa to a door with a sign hanging on it. The sign said "Dominator" in big black letters. "After he's done with you, I wouldn't say no to a Thank-You-Blowjob for guiding you here safely," Sleepy said, pinching Lisa's ass and making her jump before wandering back down the hall.

Lisa closed her eyes, collected herself, and entered the room where the man who so thoroughly dominated her yesterday was sleeping.