Sarah

Wasting no time, Matt yells for Tom in the closet : "Tom, I drew for you. It is Sarah !".

It's a moment before Tom responds. "Yeah, ...., Give me a minute to think". You hear some more ruffling in the closet among a few sounds of protest coming from Miranda followed by a whispering "St-stop".

Impatient and anxious, you finally hear Tom say : "OK i got a dare for Sarah, can she come here, i would like to tell her face to face".

Sarah looked surprised. She did not expect such attention. She moves to the closet and opens it. You can distinguish that Tom moved around, behind Miranda, his dick probably straight between her legs. Miranda was biting her lip. Tom makes a sign for Sarah to come closer and mutters something in her ears. Nothing loud enough for your hears, but Miranda immediately exclaims "No", then let escape a **** moan from arousal as he shakes his hips back and forward a few times.

Sarah did not respond. She takes time to think twice, staring straight into Tom eyes. She was considering Tom dare. "OK." and she moves to the entrance before shorty coming back, something in her hand. That was the brief moment where you could see Miranda fully. She still had her top and panties on but her top was torn and she was dripping wet. The object Sarah picked up was with a tie, probably one that your friends left behind before leaving the house at the end of the party.

When Sarah pulls the tie over the clothes-hanging rail over their heads, you realize what is about to happen but fail to say anything. Tom grips Miranda arms one by one and brings them next to the hanger. Sarah ties Miranda wrists while giving Tom her full stare, well aware of his intent.

"You own me one for this". She says.

"Firmly" Tom shouts back, inspecting her work.

10 seconds later, Miranda turns her head to Sarah with a begging look and tests her restraints. Her whole face was asking for mercy. Meanwhile, Tom slices his hands down, cupping Miranda tits, and then further down.

"Don't you forget something ?" Tom asks. Sarah grips Miranda head and kiss her passionately. Few seconds later, few Miranda moans escapes from their sealed lips. Finally, Sarah steps back, closes the door, living Miranda to her fate.

As more sounds (in between pleasure and ****) comes from the closet you shout : "how could ...". Sarah pushes your chest with her left hand, and reaches for the the bowl with her right fingers, wasting no time.

"i dare you to trade places with Tom" her eyes unfocused on the paper.