"Take off your socks."

"Dare", Amy answered. She had the impression that she was slurring the word. How much **** did it need to get drunk, thought Amy. She honestly didn't know. Was she drunk already? She suddenly wished she had more experience with this stuff. She did not exactly feel drunk, just... warm inside. And a bit dizzy, and giddy... and aroused, of course. Were those symptoms of being drunk?

"I dare you to take off your socks", said Damian. Amy let out a sigh of relief. She hadn't expected such a tame request, and was already about to reach for her feet, as she realized that Damian hadn't finished yet: "... the first one you will rub up and down your pussy and then stuff it in your mouth. The second one you will use to tie around your face between your lips to keep the first one in place."

Amy blinked. What? What was that all about? It sounded pretty... weird. And humiliating. She slowly took her first sock off, and observed the room spinning slightly as she did that. Then she took in in both hands, and let the piece of cloth slide forwards and backwards between her pussy. It felt... nice, somehow. Amy bit her lips, closed her eyes, and continued the movement, moving her hips to the rhythm.

"Woah, she's putting on a real show the little slut", shouted Damain and Amy froze in shock, opened her eyes quickly, and realized what she had done - masturbating in front of everybody. Her face turned crimson red and she swiftly took the sock to place it in her mouth. It was only as her tongue tasted the cloth that she finally understood what this had all been about: The sock was moist with her juices. The mixture of smell from her feet and from her pussy made her cough and gag, and she reached for the sock to take it out.

"No, no, no!", cried Bianca, laughing, rose quickly and grabbed her wrist. "In that goes!", she added, and gave the sock a push to squeeze it between Amy's lips. Amy gagged and coughed more, but the result was only laughter. "You like to taste yourself little slut, don't you?", said Bianca grinning, and pinched her nipples some more. "Look how hard you are! Look at this horny little slut who seems to get off on being humiliated!" Bianca reached for the second sock and took it on herself to tie the piece around Amy's head, pushing the first one deeper into her mouth and sealing it all in place.

I must look utterly silly, thought Amy.

"Right, so as you can't speak anymore, Amy, I suggest that you blink once for 'Yes' and twice for 'No' from here on", said Bianca, still that evil grin on her face. "And now sit."

Amy sat down, still shocked. This was to stay in her mouth? For how long?

"Well, it's Amy's turn now, but as she can't speak, I suggest I take over - as her best friend", said Bianca.