Kim Kardashian

The Internet brought so many chicks into the spotlight, and so you gathered some of the hottest women of the Internet: Sara Jean Underwood, Paris Hilton, Kylie Jenner, Jen Selter. Each one dressed in some pretty revealing clothes, as they had been told they were being brought to a beach resort. You take your time admiring each one as they get off your yacht, very confused as to where they are. Once they reach you and you have finished ogling, you clear your throat, and prepare to address them,

"Hello ladies! You are probably all wondering what you are doing here. Well, as of this moment on, you all belong to me. You do what I want, when I what, and how I want. You are here because you are an Internet sensation, with millions of followers, but no longer is that the case. You are now only following one person, and that is me. Any questions?"

The first to protest is Kim K, the eldest of the group, "Yeah, I have a question, Who the fuck do you think you are?"

You snap your fingers and the "crew" of your luxury yacht pulls out their weapons and trains them at the gorgeous women. "I'm the man who can end your life without batting an eye, sweetheart. Now, boys, I think you should show Kim what we do with people who speak to their master like that."

As if on instinct, one of the men walks up to Kim, and hits her head with the butt of his gun, and with the help of the others, carries her off into the pit. Kim distressed step-sister unwittingly blurts out,

"Where are you taking her!?!?!"

"Where are you taking her....?" You reply, waiting for her to address your status.

Kylie, now more composed, asks, "Where are you taking her master?"

"Don't worry about your stepsister, Kylie. She is just going to spend the night in the pit. But she got off lucky, from here on out, if any of you misbehave like that again, the punishment will be much worse." You say, squashing any more possible questions.

Now it was time for you to make a choice, who do you want to wear in first?