She broke broke the kiss and asked me to fuck her. I said “not yet bitch”. She was surprised by my reply and slapped me lightly. I returned to our...kiss this time our lips tugged against each other. I said lets enact something or do a fore play. She wasn’t so sure about it but obliged. I told her that I wanted to dominate her and fuck her like my slave.I slapped her on her face and spit on her face before teasing her “you want to get fucked like bitch huh? ” she nodded as she was going mad with. "Oh, OK." The girlbehind the counter pushed the clipboard toward me and giggled. I wasreluctant to take it because of the fingernail polish on my fingers."Go ahead and take the clipboard Stephanie." My wife was grinning now,enjoying my embarrassment.I held out my hand and took the clipboard. The girl behind the counter saw myhands and started laughing even harder now. She then went into the back andcame back out with another girl who looked at me and began to laugh too. Itwas so embarrassing I. If I didn't move would these things on and in my body go away?. How did I get here and most importantly where was here? I tried to bring back my last memory. I was with my new friends at the teen club just outside the college campus. We three girls had met that day at a college mixer put on by a sorority for arriving freshman at the university that I would attend. We three had bonded immediately and had decided to celebrate my 19th birthday with an old fashioned girls night out. I had recently. “The winner is…” the MC continues as they play a corny drum-roll, “The winner is… Mary-Anne and Pauuuulllll! Finishing in a time of 2:59.2.” “Susan and John, did it in a time of 3:15.4,” our MC announces our time. The MC then continues, “Gentlemen, I hope you are ready for morrreeee…” The next competition is announced. We will be given 5 minutes to resist the other female participants. If after two rounds we still haven’t dropped our load, then there will be a tie-breaker. I start to protest.