You come to your senses and get back up.

Strip? You shake your head in denial, and it feels as if you have opened a curtain or broken a spell: Your head clears. What the hell are you doing here? You have to find your wife! {if wife: dominatrix costume=true}The memory of Meghan in her sexy dominatrix costume makes you moan once more, but clears your head even more thoroughly. She's the one you adore! Not some random girls! {endif}You're not supposed to fool around with strangers, let alone them dominate you and trick you into doing their bidding. You get back to your feet, inhale and exhale twice and finally tell the girls: "Sorry, ladies - I decided that I am not interested in giving you any money."

They both blink in surprise but soon catch themselves and return to their cocksure attitudes. Trisha... or was it Lana?... shrugs and shakes her head. "Pity. Well, your loss!", she says. The other girl approaches once more and you suddenly feel a hand squeezing your cock through your dress pants. "Let us know if you change your mind, big boy, alright?" She grins, and pats your cheek once more, before turning around and walking away, demonstratively shaking her ass while withdrawing.

You let out another breath and shake your head. What was that all about...?

Money, obviously. Your hands reach into your pockets - and you start to frown. As you take out all the coins in your pocket and quickly count them, you realize that the girls must have stolen you a few hundred of them. Maybe while touching your cock, distracting you with that tingling sensation...? You look around, but can't spot the twins anywhere.

Cursing, you continue your way along the balcony. They have really played you for a fool!