Sky and David got to the shack, two and a half hours later, after walking through the amusement park and meeting the guys. They were all visibly impressed… and Sky knew exactly what they wanted. Well, they weren't getting any. She was pure as the driven snow and she planned on staying that way for now. Paul and Dwayne climbed through the door first and Marko and David followed Sky. She looked around. It was like a treasure trove of jewels and steals. Four bikes rested in the corner. There was one king-sized bed bedecked in satin and net. It was a rather nice place actually.
"Hey, Sky, pass your bag" said David, throwing his coat. Sky nervously peeled off her long leather coat and bag, opened her backpack, took out her negligee, closed the bag again and passed them to David who hung them up. It was now 12:30am and Sky was really tired. She walked over behind the bed and sat down, pulling off her boots. She then took off her skirt… and found she was stuck in her corset. Fuck. She spied round the bedpost to see the guys sitting down eating Chinese food. She cleared her throat. The guys looked round.
"Uh David? Umm… well… can you help me with this fucking corset?" she asked, nervously at first and then not so nervously. David turned to the guys and smirked. He called out to Sky "Come over here then, I'm not getting up!" and the guys all laughed. She panicked, realising she wasn't wearing a bra. But, realising David was serious, she sighed and walked over. The guys wolf-whistled, seeing her in nought but a corset and some little lacy knickers. She definitely should have planned her outfits better. David smirked again. Several dirty thoughts were passing through his mind, all shared by his vampire friends. He stood up and started unlacing the corset. Her breath was heavy and her bosom was rising and falling rather unnaturally quickly. As he pulled the last lace, the corset fell to her knees. Her breasts fell out, showing the goddess she was, with her hair falling across her bosom. Marko grabbed her corset and flung it. Sky was mortified by the laughing. She turned to stalk away but David grabbed her wrist and jerked it hard, causing her to fall onto his lap.
"Why don't you share what you've got to offer with all of us?" he breathed onto her sweet neck, placing his hands on hers. His heightened senses picked up the scent of exotic flowers and Irish Cream on her velvet skin. It took all of his strength not to sink his teeth into her sweet flesh. She couldn't explain what happened. Her arms became paralysed as he removed his hands. She felt glued to the spot. Why couldn't she get up? Why couldn't she move her hands? Why wouldn't her legs just move?