We’re going to play a game.” A game? We’d all showered and put our pajamas back on. I was only sitting in the opulent living room with them because I didn’t know where I was supposed to sleep yet. They’d pushed me way out of my comfort zone already. I’d done things I’d never even considered doing before…and found them incredibly arousing. And I’d never even tried to stop it, really. I was confused about my own sexuality. I was embarrassed. I was exhausted. Paris was standing in front of us in another black leather corset, but this one was adorned with zippers. She wore matching bikini underwear with a lone zipper right where her slit would be. And, of course, she had the boots and the riding crop. “Yay!” said the still over-enthusiastic Tiff. “What are we going to play?” “I’ll explain that in a few moments. But the winner gets to play Twenty Minutes in the Dungeon with the new girl.” Wait, was I the only “new girl” here? “Come with me, Tanya.”
