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“Let me explain the rules of Chained Heat,” Sylvia began with a smile. She reached into her bag and pulled out three more sets of handcuffs. “Because this is the last time that we’ll have an even number of competitors, I thought that our first challenge should be a team match! You’ll each be working together with your buddies.”

“Wait, we’re going to be handcuffed to our buddies?” Kim asked.

“Well, anklecuffed, to be exact,” Sylvia nodded. “Who here has ever heard of a three-legged race?”

“It’s a race with teams of two, where the two teammates have their inner leg tied together,” Dani said. She gasped.

“We have to RUN? With our legs cuffed together?” Mary squeaked.

“Exactly right, my girl!” Sylvia grinned. “Each of you girls will have your inner ankles cuffed together. After that, you’ll be running a bit of a race! Nothing too strenuous, just one lap around the island oughta do it!”

Holly went pale. “O-One lap?”

“That’s right,” Sylvia confirmed. “The perimeter of the island is approximately 20 km, which is about half a marathon. It’s a bit of a trek. And before you ask, no, there are no shortcuts. You must remain on the coastline the entire race! We’ll be keeping a close watch on you with the cameras to stop any cheating.”

She turned and pointed at the gazebo. “That red ribbon there is the finish line. The master will be waiting for you in the gazebo, and the first of you lovely ladies to reach him is the winner!”

“This isn’t fair!” Dawn complained. “Dani has super strength from her previous transformation, and Carly hikes in her spare time! This challenge is unfairly weighted towards that team!”

“I thought the challenges would be more of the sexy kind,” Gina agreed, a little miffed. “I don’t want to do any running!”

“You’ll be handcuffed close to another girl, both of you wearing skimpy swimsuits, being **** to cling to each other as you run,” Sylvia smirked. “Believe me, there will be plenty of sexy times abound. And the master will be watching everything through the cameras, so be sure to put on a good show for him, alright?”

Dawn’s complaint still hadn’t been addressed. “But-”

“Dawny, you’re really killing my mood right now,” Sylvia said, turning to her with a cold smile. “I get it. You’re being whiny because you think the competition isn’t fair. Well, LIFE isn’t fair, get used to it my girl. When we get to the ‘who has the fluffiest tail’ challenge, are you still going to be whining?”

Nick understood where Dawn was coming from, though. Dani and Carly had an unfair advantage. Not to mention that the height discrepancy between Gina and Dawn would probably make running in coordination pretty difficult, too.

This is a lot less balanced than I expected, Nick thought. There’s gotta be something else to the challenge, right?

But Sylvia said nothing further.

“What about scoring?” Kim asked. “How do we know who gets how many points? And what about the winners? We’re running together, after all.”

“Hey, that’s right!” Dawn gasped. “You said last time that the winner of each challenge wouldn’t have to worry about getting a new transformation. But won’t there be two winners?”

“The winner is whichever girl manages to touch the master first,” Sylvia clarified. “So even if you both make it to the finish line as a team, that doesn’t mean you both get out of the transformation. No, it’s first come, first served. Of course, if you BOTH touch him at the same time, we’ll put it to a vote, but that seems unlikely.”

She glanced at Dawn’s short arms in comparison to Gina’s long and lanky ones, and smirked.

“One of you girls has a longer reach, after all.”

Dawn glared daggers at her, her ears flattening out and her tail twitching in frustration.

“As for the point totals, we’ll be doing things a little bit easy and split up your points by team,” Sylvia continued, summoning another one of her magic screens. The four team names appeared.

“Let’s say you girls are all running, and Team Gamer Girls manages to reach the master first.” The screen shifted to reflect this likely possibility.

“As soon as a winner is declared, the race is over. It doesn’t matter if you were one step away from the finish line, or if another group collapsed in front of you and you were going to pass them and take second or third in a couple moments. The moment one of you touches the master, that’s all she wrote. And it’s not just because he’s a one-pump chump like most virgins,” she added, flashing Nick a coy smile.

“Definitely not,” Carly said, winking at him. His face turned red.

Sylvia ignored her remark, tapping her cane against the screen. “The points will be distributed like this.”

First Place Team – 8 VP each

Second Place Team – 6 VP each

Third Place Team – 4 VP each

Fourth Place Team – 2 VP each

“So no matter how we place, we get some points?” Dawn sighed in relief. While she had no intention of coming in last, she was at the bottom of the rankings. At least getting on the board would be nice.

“Exactly,” Sylvia nodded. “And there’s not too much of a difference, either. In later competitions, there will be a significant swing of possible points, and even the chance to LOSE some Victory Points for poor performances. We’re starting you off easy, but soon it’ll scale.”

She narrowed her eyes and smirked. “Good luck…”

“So that’s it, then?” Dakota asked, already approaching the first set of handcuffs Sylvia had prepared. “Just a race? We can go?”

Sylvia blinked. “What? Oh, my, no! Of course not! That would be incredibly reckless!” She cried, pretending to be shocked at the proposition. “Do you see how bright the sun is today?”

She shielded her eyes and looked up at the sky. The sun was just as bright and warm as it was every day. Sylvia turned to the girls and smirked.

“No, here at Harem Hotel, we care about you girls’ safety!” Sylvia proclaimed.

Liar. Nick narrowed his eyes.

“…Well, more specifically, we care about your beauty.”

Yeah, that’s more like it.

“Tans are sexy and all,” Sylvia continued, nodding to Dani, “but sunburns? Redness, chafing, skin peeling off, melanoma, ick. Nothing sexy about that. So to make sure you girls are safe out there…” She reached into her bag, and pulled out a massive bottle of sunscreen. “…We have Harem Hotel’s premium quality sunscreen! SPF 50! With this, on, you’ll be nice and safe from those harmful UV rays!”

“Alright, give it here,” Dani said, reaching for the bottle. But Sylvia pulled it away.

“Come now, don’t get all grabby!” She scoffed, wiggling her eyebrows at Dani. “Remember what happened the last time you tried to take something that didn’t belong to you? How were your dreams last night?”

Dani froze, blushing a little.

“Th-Then what’s the point?” She sputtered.

“Well, if I just let you girls apply the sunscreen yourselves, it would be a little tricky,” Sylvia explained, her voice filled with innocence. “Sure you could get your arms and legs, but what about your back, and other hard-to-reach places? No, no, the only way we can ensure that you’re completely taken care of…”

Her eyes landed on Nick and she flashed a wicked smile.

“…Is to have your master be the one to apply the sunscreen.”

A hushed silence fell over the crowd.

“WHAT?!” Everyone exclaimed.

“You heard me,” Sylvia said, strolling over to Nick and shoving the sunscreen bottle into his hands. “Nick will be applying your sunscreen. To every part of your bodies.”

“B-But… then he would have to touch us!” Mary whimpered.

“Oh, he would, yes,” Sylvia nodded, her eyes shining with excitement. “He’d run his hands all over that snow-white skin of yours my girl, touching you in places you’ve never had a man touch you before… but have always wanted to so badly.”

Holly swallowed, feeling herself heat up. He’ll be touching other girls… running his hands all over them…

“I told you yesterday, did I not?” Sylvia’s eyes scanned the sea of shocked faces. “Starting today, you’ll all be getting hands-on experience with the master.”

Her lips curled into a grin. “And this is as hands-on as it gets.”

“Fine with me,” Dakota said, stepping forward. “I don’t mind.”

Her golden eyes sparkled with excitement as they met Nick’s. She returned to her blanket and beckoned him to follow, lying on her stomach and undoing the ties on the back of her top.

“Come on,” she urged him, licking her pale lips. “I’m waiting…”

Nick was frozen in place, not sure what to do. Then Sylvia prodded him in the side with her cane. She stared insistently at him.

“Do it,” she hissed out of the corner of her mouth. “This is part of playing the game. Or have you already forgotten our bargain?” She leaned in close. “I took mercy on those three last night. There were far more humiliating and destructive punishments I could have inflicted, but I chose not to. I just gave them a warning. Because we have a deal. And this is your end. Understood?”

Her eyes brooked no disagreement. “The choice is up to you.”

Nick sighed in resignation, squirting some of the white liquid into his palm and walking over to Dakota. It was wet and slimy and had a familiar texture that seemed disturbingly too close to semen for his comfort.

The girls stared open-mouthed as he began to rub the goop into Dakota’s exposed skin, applying a thin layer that blended in with her pale flesh. They all had different levels of interest and excitement as they watched him gently massage the lotion into her back, with Holly more excited than anyone, in spite of herself.

“Haaa…” Dakota let out a soft moan. “Don’t forget my front…” She purred as he finished with her back. She moved to turn over but Nick was faster, managing to tie her top back in place before she could flash her chest.

She pouted, a little irritated, but not so much.

“Continue, then?” She raised her eyebrow and flashed a crooked grin. Nick nodded and moved onto her stomach, getting some on her thighs as well. Because of Sylvia’s instructions Dakota wasn’t allowed to help him in any way; she sat as still as a posed doll as he rubbed down her legs and arms, and shivered as his hands came up to caress her neck and face.

That just left one part.

“It needs to go everywhere,” she breathed in a throaty whisper. Nick turned red, but acquiesced all the same, slowly bringing his slimy hands from her collarbone down to her chest.

Mary covered her eyes, peeking through her fingers as Nick rubbed the concoction into Dakota’s boobs, earning some more moans that echoed over the beach. The other girls were starting to get antsy. They’d all have to go through this treatment?

About a minute of sunscreen application (NOT groping!) later, and Dakota’s pale skin was shining.

Master Touched Her Boobs! +2 VP

“Who’s next? We haven’t got all day!” Sylvia called, clapping her hands together.

“M-Me!” Holly said, doing her best to keep a poker face. “I’m her buddy, after all, so… if someone has to go next, it should be me…”

Oh, please. You just want him to touch you. Because you know the only way he’d ever lay his hands on that pathetic body of yours is if the rules **** him to! A voice in the back of her mind reminded her.

So, maybe Holly wanted Nick to touch her. It was none of that stupid voice’s business. She had more pressing matters to worry about. Specifically, maintaining the illusion that she didn’t want this at all.

“L-Let’s get it over with,” Holly mumbled, resting back on her legs and presenting plunging “V” in her swimsuit up to him. “If you start here first, it’ll be easier that way.”

“You’re sure this is okay?” Nick asked.

Holly nodded shakily. God, her pussy was killing her, what she wouldn’t give to play with herself right now! Nick was so close, and after being out in the sun this long he was starting to sweat. Her mouth began watering and she swallowed her saliva. If she started drooling right now, she’d die of humiliation.

Nick cautiously reached towards her, and gingerly smeared some of the lotion down Holly’s chest.

Fireworks popped off in her head and she clenched her thighs, going stiff.

“…Hhnnng!” She clenched her teeth as her body seized up, nearly cracking her molars as she suppressed the urge to scream at the top of her lungs.

“Holly…?” Mary stared at her friend in shock. She wasn’t the only one, Holly’s little outburst had caught everyone’s attention, including Nick, who stopped moving.

“Did she just… cum?” Carly asked.

“Well, sweet little Holly’s rather sensitive, it seems,” Sylvia smirked. Even she’d been surprised by Holly’s hair trigger, and she had a whole night’s worth of footage documenting how fast the girl could bring herself to orgasm.

“I’m… fine…” Holly panted, her cheeks flushed as she looked Nick in the eye. “It was just cold. Don’t worry…” She offered a shaky smile, but no one bought that pathetic excuse, not even Nick.

But it was enough of an excuse to give him the plausible deniability he needed to continue applying sunscreen to Holly’s chest, until he reached a problem. Holly’s boobs may have been small, but the sides still poked out around the straps of her one-piece. If Nick was going to get everywhere, he would have to touch them.

“It’s fine,” she whispered. “I know you’re being **** to do this, too.” That’s right. It’s not your fault. You don’t need to feel bad. Just touch me!

Nick nodded obediently and rubbed some of the white liquid into the small curves of her breasts.

Master Touched Her Boobs! +2 VP

Holly immediately came a second time, and two times more before Nick finished rubbing the sunscreen in. She’d managed to keep a straight face throughout, a testament to her incredible will, but anyone who knew what an orgasm looked like would see through it in an instant.

"Well, that was lovely," Sylvia smirked. "We'll go by teams, then. Who'd like to-"

“I’ll go next,” Dawn said, cutting in before Carly could offer. She was a surprising volunteer, but Nick assumed she wanted to get it done as fast as possible.

Although Dawn was wearing less than Holly, applying sunscreen to her was markedly easier. Nick didn’t have to worry about setting her off into orgasm by touching the wrong place. As long as he stayed far away from her tail, of course.

Dawn bit her lip as she felt the cold substance rubbed into her creamy skin. She wasn’t usually this sensitive, but Nick applying the sunscreen felt nice, and that resulted in her tail swishing through the air like a pleased cat. And the feeling of her tail in motion was stirring up energy in her loins due to her new punishment, which was only making her body feel even better. She was caught in a strange feedback loop that threatened her with orgasm, while keeping her agonizingly far from that goal. Which was just fine with her. She clutched the towel with everything she had, letting Nick finish his work.

To Nick’s surprise, Dawn’s chest was so small that even with her bikini she didn't get any bonus points for boob touching when he finished.

That clearly wouldn’t be the case for the next girl, though. Gina strolled up with a cocky grin. But that wasn't the full story.

“Sorry to burst your bubble, Nick,” she apologized with a wink. “But these are nice and covered already!”

Nick realized she had a point. Gina’s swimsuit revealed a lot of her back and shoulders, but her chest was completely concealed from the sun. He didn’t have to worry about touching her in a way she didn’t want him to.

Although judging by the hungry gleam in her eye, Nick wasn’t sure if there was any way she wouldn’t want to be touched.

Applying sunscreen to the blonde was still a simple matter. Nick just had to make sure to get her back, her legs, and her left arm. With her right, he could stop at the shoulder. As he finished running his fingers across Gina’s slender cheekbones, she snapped her eyes open and cracked a grin, muddy brown eyes meeting his.

“Thanks for getting me nice and covered,” she cooed. “Still, wouldn’t want you to miss out, would we?”

And before Nick could react, she took his open hand and placed it firmly on top of her breast. Nick squeezed involuntarily, comparing the sensation between her chest and Carly’s. Carly had larger boobs that were softer and seemed to swallow his fingers in, while Gina’s were a little firmer with more springiness. Before he realized it, he’d squeezed a couple more times before ripping his hand away in shock.

Master Touched Her Boobs! +2 VP

“Uh... wh-wh-what?!” He stammered, face heating up in embarrassment. Had he really just groped her so openly like that?! What was the matter with him? It wasn’t just the sun making him feel hot. Before he even realized it, his penis was straining against his speedo. Touching Gina’s boobs had gotten him excited for what usually came after touching boobs, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get it to go back down.

Not before the other girls got a good look at it.

“I’m next!” Carly said, stepping forward and licking her lips. She wasn’t even looking Nick in the face at this point, she was staring directly at his package.

Dani dragged her back. “W-Wait! I don’t want to go next!” She pleaded.

“Well, I don’t either!” Mary exclaimed. Neither girl was at all interested in getting fondled by Nick, or having his penis anywhere near them.

They quickly played rock-paper-scissors, to Dani’s victory.

Carly groaned, once again denied her prize. And since Mary didn’t want to be the first one on Team Virgin to go, that left Kim as the awkward girl up fifth for a rubdown.

“Hey, I mean… at least you don’t have to touch much,” she offered, trying to make it seem like it wasn’t a big deal. But she was having trouble looking at Nick. His hard penis was impossible to hide, and she knew what he must have been thinking.

“S-Sorry,” Nick apologized. “I’ll do it as fast as possible.”

“That’s what she said,” Carly coughed under her breath, earning her a dirty look from Dani.

Nick took special care to apply the sunscreen to Kim’s shoulders, arms, and legs. When he made it to her face, he could see how red she was getting.

This must be really embarrassing for her, he realized. A guy she barely knows is touching her like this.

Nick remembered how Holly and Dawn were both clearly holding back their discomfort (or so he assumed) and guessed that Kim must be the same way. He finished as quickly as he could, leaving an even bigger problem to deal with.

Mary was practically in tears when he reached her.

“Please…” She begged him. “Please be gentle.”

Mary shut her eyes and stood still as a statue, offering herself up to Nick to feast on. When she felt his hands touch her stomach she let out a squeak and nearly fell over, but kept on standing with her arms held out to the sides.

He… he is going to be my future husband, she reminded herself. Someday he will take me to bed, and he will make me a woman. We will lay together as man and wife and he will fill me with his seed and grant me the blessing of motherhood. Compared to that, this is nothing. It doesn’t matter if he touches me beforehand.

She had to hope he would be a gentleman. That he would not touch her in unholy places or try to make her feel unchaste. There would be a time for that someday, but Mary was not allowed, not until she had said her vows under God.

And as if He were bestowing upon her a miracle, that was exactly what she received.

It was obvious to Nick how much Mary hated this. She hated having her body being put on display, and she hated him touching her all over. So he was delicate with her, like polishing crystal. He made sure not to touch anywhere inappropriate, which was difficult given how little her swimsuit covered, but he managed to make it through the process while keeping her honor intact.

The same couldn’t be said about his own honor, though. Touching Mary’s delicate pale skin and feeling how warm and soft she was under his fingers had only enraged his penis more. It so desperately wanted freedom from its confines, but he couldn’t even consider that. By the time he finished applying sunscreen over the trembling redhead, he was trembling himself, hungry with desire.

And Carly was a buffet of delights ready to be devoured.

“Ready?” She cooed, kneeling on her towel and pulling at the hem of her swimsuit. It took everything Nick had in him not to jump on her right that second in front of everyone. It didn’t help that she leaned back when he reached out to her, practically pulling him on top of her with a mischievous grin on her face.

“Hey,” she whispered in his ear as he began to rub lotion into her thighs. “Have you thought about what I said… before?”

She was talking about her offer to sleep with him. As he ran his hands along her waist and around her back, it practically looked like they were fucking already. It didn’t help that she was practically throwing her crotch into his as she ground against him.

“Who knows when my next night will be…” She panted. “What if we just hook up after the challenge? Just the two of us… I can feel it, you know? You’re so hard… you want to be inside me so badly, don’t you?”

He bucked against her, **** to feel her warm walls wrapped around him, rather than the cold squeeze of the speedo. But no such luck. There were only two thin layers of fabric keeping them from what they both wanted so badly, but for all it mattered they could have been wearing chastity belts. Carly refused to take her arms off his back, and he refused to stop groping her supple curves. They were so lost in the heat of the moment that they couldn't think clear enough to take the necessary steps to actually start fucking.

If Nick had been in a clearer state of mind and not distracted by thoughts of his deal with Sylvia telling him to go along with what the girls wanted, he might have thought something was wrong. But he never got the chance because the piercing shriek of a whistle snapped them both out of it.

“While I appreciate the steamy dry hump in the sand, I do believe you’ve finished?” Sylvia raised her eyebrow. “After the challenge feel free to go wild, but we still have a race to get to. And you, my boy, have one last girl to rub down.”

Nick’s face turned red, and he pulled himself free of Carly’s grasp. Briefly he glanced at the other girls to see what they thought. He expected looks of scorn and disgust from them, but what he saw couldn’t be further away. Gina and Dakota were watching the scene with hunger in their eyes. Kim, embarrassed as she was, looked more interested than disgusted. Dawn was trying to remain ambivalent, but even she was blushing a little, and the eager twitch of her tail gave away just what she thought of the carnal display.

But it Holly and Mary's reactions surprised him the most.

Holly was breathing heavily, her eyes dilated to pinpricks. She clutched piles of sand with both hands, as if she were trying to hold herself in place. Nick had no idea why she was reacting like that, until he remembered her transformation. Seeing Carly grind into him had turned her on!

And then there was Mary. He expected she would be the most disdainful of his behavior. And while she couldn’t meet his eye, the redness of her face and the way her body shook made him wonder if what she was feeling right now was disgust, or something else entirely.

“Ahem.” Sylvia cleared her throat and pointed to the last girl.

Dani was laying on her sky-blue towel with her bikini open and her face buried in her arms.

“It’s fine,” she mumbled back to him. “Do what you need to do. I can take it.”

“I’ll be gentle, I promise,” Nick winced. “I won’t touch you anywhere I don’t have to.”

That being said, with what little coverage her swimsuit provided, there was no chance she was getting out of this without having him touch her boobs. So at least he resolved to do it without looking at them. He kneeled behind her and asked her to sit up, and when she did, he reached around and began applying sunscreen to the springy tan orbs as delicately as he could, making sure not to touch them unnecessarily.

Master Touched Her Boobs! +2 VP

But while Nick was covering Dani with sunscreen, a certain someone still wasn't finished. Nick froze when he felt something soft and squishy push up against his back. Two things, in fact.

“We didn’t get a chance to finish,” Carly’s silky voice curled into his ear. Her delicate fingers ghosted up and down his chest and belly, leaving tiny kisses in their wake. “You’ve been applying sunscreen to all of us so diligently… but who’s taking care of you?”

She pulled away, and Nick heard a wet and sticky “spurt” behind him. The next thing he knew, Carly’s chest pushed back against him again, only it was dripping with something slimy and sticky. She… she isn’t… is she?

“Oh yeah…” Carly moaned, rubbing her hands over his thighs. “Get it all in there… spread it in deep… that’s it…”

Yep, he was right. She was rubbing sunscreen into his back with her boobs.

“C-Carly, why-”

“Because you need it,” she groaned. It sounded like she was the one who needed it. Her fingers touched his waistband and he froze.

“Wait-”

"No."

And before he could form an argument, she slipped her hands into his speedo and wrapped her fingers tightly around his cock.

Touched Master’s Penis! +2 VP

“I’ll be good,” she hissed, jerking him with tight, sharp strokes. “Keep going. Rub it in her. I’ll take care of you, while you take care of her.”

Dani clutched her legs together and bit her lip. She could just barely hear Carly’s husky whispers, and as much as she hated it, being touched like this was starting to feel good.

These are Nick’s hands! She tried to remind herself. She shouldn’t be feeling this way. But as much as she tried to tell herself that, hands didn’t have a gender, and the husky timbre of Carly’s voice in her ear was confusing her body.

Nick’s hands continued to rub against her stomach, and Dani could feel the softness of her belly press up against his fingers. Stop reacting! She shouldn’t have to worry about a soft tummy, it should be her tight six-pack getting caressed like this, not… not…

God, just a little lower… I don’t even care anymore, just slip down into my swimsuit and-

“…And we’re done!” Sylvia clapped her hands, snapping the three of them out of it.

“Huh?!” Nick grunted.

“N-Nooo!” Dani whined. She’d been so close, just a few seconds more and she would have been able to…

“I know, you’re both feeling so worked up, aren’t you?” Sylvia’s eyes glittered with malice. “And believe me, you’re not the only ones.”

The three of them turned to look at the other girls, who had somehow gotten even MORE excited. Kim wasn’t even trying to hide the lust in her eyes anymore, and Dawn’s tail was wagging so fast it looked like she had two of them. Mary shielded her face with her hands and Holly turned away, refusing to show Nick her current state. Meanwhile, Gina was licking her lips, and Dakota stewed in envy.

“As sexy as it would be to devolve into a beach orgy, the challenge isn’t ‘who can give the best handjob in a bikini’,” Sylvia snarked. “We have a race to get to, girls.”

Dani came back to her senses first, slipping out of Nick’s grasp, which was enough to bring him out of it, too. But Carly still had a firm grip on his cock, and it didn't seem like she’d be letting go any time soon.

“Carly…” Sylvia warned.

“…Fine,” she pouted, pulling her hands out of his speedo and backing away. Nick wanted to scream. He had been so close to finally letting out the load that had been building up inside, and Sylvia blueballed him?! Sylvia!?

“What’s the big idea?!” He wanted to scream. “I’m finally going along with the girls like you wanted, and now you’re cutting me off?!”

“Sorry you didn’t get to finish,” Carly whispered in his ear. “When we get back, I’ll see what I can do.”

And with that, she joined the other girls at the starting line.

Nick stood off to the side, his erection straining in his pants. This was ****. Sylvia had let him get worked up, and now there was nothing he could do but watch as they were cuffed to each other, about to run away from him.

She was making a point. He may have had the title of “harem master” but it was Sylvia who was really in control.

“Alright, girls!” Sylvia held up her cane, summoning a red light into the sky. It shifted into yellow as the girls prepared themselves. No one really looked ready, though. They all seemed on the cusp of orgasm, for some reason. Even Mary and Dawn. Nick couldn’t explain it, their little show hadn’t been THAT hot.

The light shifted color again.

“GO!” Sylvia declared.

When the light turned green, two things happened.

The first thing that happened was Dani and Carly shooting forward like a well-oiled machine. While the handcuffs and the sand made it more awkward than a normal three-legged race, they both had the athleticism to keep pace with one another and quickly take the lead.

The second thing that happened was Dakota’s hand shot out quick as a whip and wrapped itself around Dawn’s tail, squeezing tight.

Dawn froze, her legs shaking as the strength drained out of her. Then her eyes rolled up in her head and she shrieked, collapsing to the ground in ecstasy. This brought Gina down with her, the slender girl not able to run with Dawn stuck as an orgasming puddle. Dakota and Holly immediately ran after the two athletes, while Kim and Mary staggered behind them, leaving Team Addiction in a heap at the starting line.

“Dawn!” Nick cried. But Sylvia wouldn’t let him go to her.

“They’ll be fine,” she promised. “It’s all part of the game.” Her smile held a secret that Nick didn’t trust.

“As for you… you have a date, my boy.”

Nick blinked, forgetting about his arousal and his orgasming acquaintance for a moment.

“A date?” He asked in utter confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“Come.” She wasn’t going to let him argue.

But Nick still hesitated. He glanced at Dawn, who had managed to pick herself up off the ground. She took a shaky step forward alongside Gina. They were in last place by a mile, but not quite out yet.

Knowing her, she won’t give up, Nick thought, and turned to follow Sylvia. Predictably, she led him to the gazebo, where his mysterious “date” would take place. It was where he was supposed to wait for the girls, after all.

The gazebo was very nice, made of smooth brown wood and styled like a log cabin. It was sheltered by a large overhang, making it the perfect spot to wait to beat the heat. Nick ducked under the red ribbon and walked up the steps.

Odd, he noted as he stepped inside. Sylvia’s gone.

But that didn’t mean he was alone.

In the center of the gazebo, bathed in sun from the skylight, sat a fancy Jacuzzi that seemed out of place in the rustic cottage. And leaning against that Jacuzzi was a woman.

“Hello, Nick,” she greeted him in a breathy voice, her red lips curled up in a seductive smile. “Nice to finally meet you.”