Things escalate quickly.

“Well, since you're so eager to push your limits, here's a dare that's kind of a four in one. Go around the circle, knee in front of each person and say, 'what should I do, master?' and each of us will order you to either: take a shot, remove an article of clothing.”

Amy looked around the room and did the math. Four more shots seemed like a lot, but if they each asked her to remove one item of clothing, she'd be completely naked in front of everyone!

But Bianca wasn't done talking, "and when you've done what you're told, I think you should thank your master by sitting on their lap and giving them a nice, wet kiss."

She looked around the circle. She could go right, and start with Bradley, or left and start with Bianca. Something naughty inside her said if she was going to make out with someone half-naked, she'd rather it be Bradley.

So, she started with Bianca, kneeling in front of her and saying, "what should I do, master?"

"Oh, I'll start you off with a shot." Amy breathed a sigh of relief as Bradley passed her another shot of tequila. She choked it down knowing that this meant she'd be able to keep at least some of her clothes. Her relief was cut short when Bianca suddenly grabbed and pinched both of Amy's nipples.

"Ah!"

"It looks like Baby forgot to keep her nipples hard!" Bianca laughed. "Now don't forget the rest of your dare."

"Oh. Oh yeah. Thank you master." Amy felt herself blushing again as she straddled her bully, leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth. Bianca put a hand behind Amy's head and pushed her tongue into her mouth, moving it around sensuously. Before this moment, Amy had only kissed her friend Vignesh, when they had briefly tried to be "more than friends". She'd never known how hot it would make her. She almost regretted pulling away and moving on to her next "master."

"What should I do, Master?" she asked Damian from her knees.

"Hmmm, Bianca says you're down for anything so let's test that out. Take off your panties."

Amy looked back at Bianca, expecting her to clarify the rules, surely when she'd said they could ask her to remove an item of clothing, she hadn't intended that they'd get to pick which one! Amy had been counting on removing her knee socks--one at a time if possible, to keep her dignity a little longer. Bianca just smirked back at her. There would be no point protesting.

Amy stood up, and, biting her lip nervously, hiked up her borrowed skirt and pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. When she straddled Damian's lap, the field hockey skirt rode up, there was simply no way to hide her pussy from the tall, handsome, black man. When Damian kissed her, his hands ran over up her thighs and under her skirt, cupping her bare ass. She could feel his cock, suddenly hard in his jeans, rubbing against her bare pussy as he pushed her close. She caught herself moan into his mouth a little. She was as horny as she's ever been, but suddenly worried that Bianca would be jealous. Damian was hers, after all, it was one of the rules.

Drake was next, and she silently prayed he would just make her take another shot, even though her head was swimming and she was having trouble focusing. "What should I do, Master?"

"Ditch the skirt, babe."

Amy slid the skirt down and off. She was now naked between her knee socks and Spider-Man shirt. "Thank you," she said, her head swimming with **** and arousal. Her kiss with Drake was hungry and lustful.

"I guess you're not in any danger of getting pinched, now, huh?" he said when she stood again. She looked down at her rock hard nipples and saw that he was right.

"Yeah," she said, "I'm really turned on right now." She couldn't believe she'd just said that outloud! It must be the tequila.

She turned to Bradley. This is the one she had secretly looked forward to. "What should I do, Master?"

"I'd love to take it easy on you, darling, and just give you a shot, but I'm afraid I can't resist setting those tiny little titties free. Take of your shirt."

She didn't even hesitate this time, she just pulled her shirt over her head and practically leaped onto his lap. He ran his hands over her chest while they kissed, and she rocked her hips against him until he gently pushed her off.

"That's enough for now," he said, "the night is young." Then he poured another shot for everyone. This last shot made Amy feel warm all over, and a little more relaxed then she normally would be sitting in front of three strange men wearing only her knee socks.

"I guess it's my turn," she said and glanced at Bianca to see if it was time for the pre-arranged signal that would send her away with Damian. Bianca didn't wink, so Amy struggled to figure out who to ask and what kind of dare would make Bianca happy. Amy still believed that maybe, if she made Bianca happy, things would go easier for her.

"Damian," she said, "Truth or Dare."

"Oh, I think we're done with truths at this point."

"I dare you to kiss Bianca's neck while cupping her breasts from behind." It was the sort of thing that Amy thought she would enjoy if she had breasts big enough to be cupped. Bianca seemed to enjoy it too, by the blissful look on her face while Damian kissed her neck and kneaded her full round breasts. She even made him stop after a few minutes so she could remove her bra and then had him continue.

When Damian sat back down, he said, "Amy, Truth or Dare?" A small part of her had hoped that he might dare Bianca to do something, but deep down she had known it would be like this. Everyone wanted to see how far Amy would go tonight. Secretly, even Amy did.