A big houseparty.

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"You are worthless! I asked for a vodka martini! This is a regular martini! Don't you ever listen!" He yelled.
"You are worthless! I asked for a vodka martini! This is a regular martini! Don't you ever listen!" He yelled.
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"I apologize, master Crin. It won't happen again." The maid answered.
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"I apologize, master Cringe. It won't happen again." The maid answered.
"You're right it won't! You're fired!" He screamed.
"You're right it won't! You're fired!" He screamed.
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"Yes, but who is this lady? I love her bikini." Said Simon, while looking at Katie's chest.
"Yes, but who is this lady? I love her bikini." Said Simon, while looking at Katie's chest.
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"That's Katie. You want her? Go ahead. So isn't my type anyway." Said one of the players.
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"That's Katie. You want her? Go ahead. She isn't my type anyway." Said one of the players.
Simon walked towards Katie.
Simon walked towards Katie.
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*[[Katie accepts and Simon makes another offer]]

Current revision as of 20:04, 5 December 2019

Status
Condition Nervous, Excited Apparel and Items: Bikini Top and Brazilian Bikini Bottom
Day, Time Saturday, Night
Need to Bathroom Arousal Causing Issues
Level of Humiliation Humiliated with Cum and Pee Leaking Out of Her

"Where are we going?" Asked Katie nervously.

"We are going to a friend of ours. He's having a great party today since his dad is on a business trip this week." Answered one of the guys.

They arrived at the front gate of the house. Katie couldn't believe how big it was! It was at least as big as the neighborhood she lives. The house had four floors (not counting the attic and the basement) and each floor had at least five balconies. The house was painted white. The front door was two metres tall and seemed to be made out of oak or something like that. The mansion had a fifth yard garden, and there were expensive cars parked in front of it. There was a large gate, six metres tall and painted gold, it blinded you on the spot. There were two guards in front of the house.

"Name." Asked on of the guards.

The guys each told their names. The guard checked his clipboard.

"Okay, you're free to go." He said and opened the gate. They parked the car, and rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a butler, who looked old and looked rather annoyed by the party.

"Come on in, gentleman." He said monotone.

The hall was huge. You could see the walkways of each floor. In the middle of the ceiling was a giant chandelier, coloured gold. Everywhere she looked, Katie saw party goers. Some looked even high.

Katie saw a man talking with one of the maids. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, had short but messy black hair, and wore a white messy suit.

"You are worthless! I asked for a vodka martini! This is a regular martini! Don't you ever listen!" He yelled.

"I apologize, master Cringe. It won't happen again." The maid answered.

"You're right it won't! You're fired!" He screamed.

"Please, no! I just had my first child a couple of months ago. How do I support her now?" The maid begged.

"Not my problem!" And he spilled his martini over her.

He walked towards Katie and the football players. "Good help is so hard to find. Hello guys." He said cheerfull, like the last conversation never happened.

"Hi Simon. Is your dad making millions in some European country again?" One of the players asked.

"Yes, but who is this lady? I love her bikini." Said Simon, while looking at Katie's chest.

"That's Katie. You want her? Go ahead. She isn't my type anyway." Said one of the players.

Simon walked towards Katie.

"Hi sweet stuff. Want to go upstairs and give me a blowjob?" Said Simon bluntly.

"What! No! Suck on it yourself!" Said Katie offended.

Simon came close and rubbed her ass.

"Come on, we both now that you want it."

"NO"

"Fine," said Simon, "But I want to make a offer. I'll give you a hundred bucks if you get naked here and now."

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