I guess Nicole was out of this debate for whatever reason.I thought to myself as tension and silence hung heavily in the air. "The only thing left I c...n think of would be to call the police if th-" No!!" both of them called out at the same time, then looked at each other with a distrusting sneer."Why?!" I asked exasperatedly. I was getting sick of this.Phil was the first to voice his objections. "Word is going to get out if the police are called to my house, bro. And what do you think is going. This was quite the opposite for her now, and told me how serious she was about this "request"."Yes," Darci confirmed.I looked at her closely now. Her lower lip was quivering and I could tell how much this was affecting her. It wouldn't really hurt her to be turned off for a little while, but I knew how she strongly she'd felt about it when she first became Big Darci, and had no reason to feel that had changed in any way for her."But why?" I asked, knowing that I was missing something major. I tell you to lick your fingers clean. You look up at me, timid from the memory of my slap, and hesitantly start to lick and suck on your own juices again. Without even touching you, I can degrade you by making you do it to yourself. You are truly a slut in the making. I walk over to you and give you another slap across your face for not obeying quicker. I then put a pair of handcuffs on you from behind. I walk around in front of you and start to feel and squeeze your tits. The very feel of the. " Are you sick?"She shook her head, finally looking at me briefly, "no, just ... weirded out..."I felt shame. "Sorry..." No, it's ... it's not that ... just ... you know ... everything..."I knew she was referring to the earlier incidents and admissions, and I tried to ease her thoughts. "That's behind us, Kira ... don't worry about it ... really." Have you talked to Dex yet?" No..." Will you?" I ... I should, yes." Do you think it's sick? That ... that he and I like to play games with my.