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“And is it bad that I’m in the princess suite? Oh God…what’s going to happen to me?” “Nothing. Because we’re gonna win.” “But what if we lose?” “Then that’s a different story.
“Hey, Raven,” he said. So much for that. “Diablo!” I said way too enthusiastically. I punched his arm. Stop touching him. “You’re just the person I was hoping to see.” Not really. But also kind of…because I couldn’t wait to ask him about Rosalie.
“He didn’t mean to offend,” said Angel. “He was just doing our official team greeting.” Angel honked my boobs too.
He smiled down at me. “So what’s the plan?” asked Diablo. “Want me to distract the girls on the blue team with a little dancing?” He thrust his hips and his athletic shorts did absolutely nothing to hide his swinging bulge.
I’d forgotten how sweet Angel was. And how devilish Diablo was. But I remembered Frankie telling me they were equally devilish in the sheets. I swallowed hard and my throat made a weird squeaking noise.
“Are cougars a big problem here?” “Oh yes,” said Nigel. “But really they’re a problem for me everywhere. Older women love my boyish charm. Although technically they’re not older…”
“Then how did the egg explode?” asked Tanner. “Magic?” I suggested. Nigel’s eyes got big. “I’m not a magical boy. I’m a normal boy. Right, Master?” “Indeed. Nigel is a very normal boy.”
But what I was really focused on was his MASSIVE erection tenting his swim trunks. Oh my God.
He winked at me and tore off his trunks. I expected him to just be fully nude, but instead he was wearing a little speedo with a huge metal codpiece.
Angel appeared at my side. “It’s definitely not me,” he said. “I’m right here.” Damn it! Had Diablo seriously forced his way on stage just so he could sabotage us? If his walk didn’t go perfectly, I was going to lose my mind.
“What happens to the princess at the end of this?” “The winning princess gets an extra wish. And a token for their necklace.”
“Hey,” said a girl's voice. “I think Raven is onto me.” “No surprise there. You’re not exactly being subtle,” replied the girl.
“I’ve held up my end of the deal,” said Diablo. “Now it’s your turn.” “Oh is it now?” asked Chastity. “Yeah. I’ve single handed made us lose like ten events.”
“Then I guess you better get on your knees, Princess.” Diablo grabbed a pillow off the closest bed and threw it on the ground in front of him. “I’ve been waiting all day to feel those lips around my cock.”
“Just my lips? Don’t you want to feel my tongue? And my throat? And my tits?” “Yes,” groaned Diablo. His voice was tight with desire.
“Then what do you say we go beat his ass?” Tanner smiled and cracked his knuckles. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me to do this.”
“I’m literally going to die if you don’t tell me what happens to the losing princess.” “Cole’s going to bang you.”
like the Nigel idea.” “Me, too, Mistress Ash,” said Nigel. “It would be my pleasure to hide in a sack. And tickle a sack.”
“Because I’m a beast at tying knots.” Knots!? I’d kind of just been joking about the whole bondage thing. “Am I about to be tied up and spanked?” Frankie laughed. “Maybe if we lose. But no, not for this event.
“A race to see who can free all of us from our bikini tops the fastest,” said Frankie. “It’s kind of like #FreeTheNipple,
Our job is to try to prevent that from happening by tying these bikinis as tight as humanly possible.”
“Maybe not,” said Angel. “Diablo was serious when he offered to help you girls tie knots. When we were young, we got caught robbing a bank and the judge sent us to a wilderness camp. It was basically the Spanish version of boy scouts.”
“Come on, you gotta believe I’ll do whatever it takes to get her on her knees.” “Okay, fine. That checks out. But if you let me down, I’m going to kick you in the nuts so hard…” “Deal.”
Fucking Isadora! If she was the reason that we lost this, I was going to tit-punch her so hard.
“I don’t want to see Isadora’s. All I care about is seeing yours.” He turned and gave me his cockiest smile as the final knot on Frankie’s top came free. Shit!
Nothing was more demeaning than a good booping. He jumped back. “Did you just boop me?” “Yup. Whatcha gonna do about it?” He gave me a wicked grin. “You’ll see.”
Instead, they were trying to capture me. So it wasn’t actually capture the flag at all. It was Capture the Princess.
“And my boy Nigel.” At first I thought he was joking, but then he cupped his hands to his mouth and yelled, “Yo! Nigel! Get your ass over here!” Nigel scurried over. “Greetings, Big Diablo,” he said as the two did a ridiculous secret handshake that ended with Nigel gently cupping Diablo’s ass cheeks while Diablo massaged his shoulders.
recruited both of them to the Society. They’re good girls.” “We need to have a serious talk about your definition of good girls.
“Indeed,” agreed Nigel. “Never judge a bitch by her tits.” “Nigel!” yelled Tanner. “What did I say about using that phrase in polite company?”
“Cole is a big, dumb grade-A beefcake,” said Nigel. I thought he growled a little bit at the end, but I couldn’t be sure. “Well he is big,” agreed Tanner. “And he is fairly strong. But I don’t think he’s dumb.”
“Even in the cabins?” “No. No one is allowed to hide in the…” Diablo stopped mid-sentence as a horrible realization came to him. “Shit, Cole is a cheater.”
“We could honeypot him,” she said. I knew it! Wait…what does it mean to honeypot someone? “But I doubt that would work,” continued Isadora. “He seems to only have eyes for Raven.”
“Could you sew up a second princess dress in the next hour?” Nigel put his hand on his hip. “Was Adolf Hitler the most influential fashion icon of the 1940s?” “Yes?” replied Isadora, sounding just as confused as I was.
you’ll be perched in the trees. And if they do happen to look up and see you, just zip away.” “That’ll give everyone a nice view,” said Diablo. “Right up your skirt. I like it.” “What he means is that it’s a great idea,” said Angel. “I like it too.” So they both want to see up my skirt?
“You look stunning,” said Nigel. “If you weren’t my mistress, and my master’s girlfriend, I would fuck you so hard.”
“Nigel!” yelled Tanner. “What has gotten into you today?” He shook his head. “We’ll discuss this later. But for now, we need to focus. It’s game time.”
“Even if we take them out, they could still run back and tell Cole where they’d seen us. We’d be surrounded in minutes.”
And to help you feel more comfortable being naked, we’ll be happy to get naked as well. And then let’s be honest…there’s no way you’ll be able to resist our massive cocks.” He gave me a wicked smile. “Hey!” I said. “I thought you were supposed to be the nice one!” “I am nice.
“If your plan works and we get Chastity, then you’re off the hook. But if it doesn’t work, then the next time we see you, no matter where we are or who you’re with, you’re going to give us a traditional society greeting.” “Which is…?” “The second you see us, without saying a word, you get on your knees and suck our cocks until we cum all over your pretty face.”
This was another incident just waiting to happen. God, Angel wasn’t the nice one. He was a tricky little dildo!
not headed to another platform. I was angled towards the ground. And second, there was someone at the end of the zipline casually leaning against a tree. No, not someone. It was freaking Cole.
“Hmm…too bad. You’re coming with me.” I smiled at him. “Make me.” He was more than happy to oblige. I squealed as he hoisted me over his shoulder. One of his hands was planted firmly on my ass. “Hey! Hands to yourself, mister!”
“If I do that, will you be a good girl and come with me?” “So that you can fuck me in front of the entire camp?” He put me down on the ground but kept a firm grip on one of my wrists. “Of course. You’ve practically been begging for my cock ever since you got here.”
“Hmm…if I recall correctly, I saved you from having to room with all those sloppy girls.” I glared at him. “I trusted you, Cole. And you tricked me into gambling my body. For the second time!” And now Angel and Diablo got me to gamble my body away for a third time!
My team has worked hard for this victory. And more importantly, I want that date with you.” Oh right, our other bet. “Fine. If you let me go, I’ll still go on a date with you.” “And you’ll also release me from my debt of nudity?”
to the feast grounds, and then you’ll finally be mine. And thanks to our bet, I’ll even get to take you out to dinner afterwards.” “Well aren’t you the perfect gentleman.” “Only when I want to be.”
“Then how about you tear this dress of off me and raw dog me against a tree?” Oh my God, what did I just say?!
“Oh, they’re bringing you meat…” “Huh? I don’t see any meat.” Cole laughed. “Wait a second. What do you think a spit roast is?”
a spit roast. It was something along the lines of a girl getting taken from both ends, as if she was the pig and the guys’ dicks were the stick that she was roasting on.
