She Cannot

Heather is trying really hard to think. The sharp pain going through her bottom, in addition to the gyration of her sweating, naked body against her friend's, conspired to distract her already emotional mind.

(No, I cannot,) she thinks to herself, (No matter what she has done to me, she does not deserve this.)

"Please, just put a stop to this," Heather says pleadingly, "I am not going to turn on her. I may not be able to sit down for a week, but I will not do what you want."

Jenni has a sad look on her face, but there is a glimmer of hope now. Her life-long friend was not going to sell her out. This act, along with the earlier events of the night, lead her to do something impulsive.

She kisses her friend on the lips.

Right as Heather turns her face towards her friend, she is met my her friend's soft lips. Shock goes through her body in more ways than one. Why was this happening? Why did she do that? Most importantly, why did it feel so good?

"Oh, the plot thickens," the ominous voice says, "You seem to be more than friends. I will have to take that into account for the next challenge."

Jenni finally stops kissing Heather after around a minute. Her face is as flushed as her friend's is after the man's comments. For a moment, she forgot where she was. She did not mean to give the man/woman a show like she did, but, what was done, was done.

"Very well," the voice continues, "This challenge is over. I will leave you two alone for a minute before we begin again. Have fun."

The two young women are still tied together, very flustered and more than a little bit aroused. What will they talk about?