Cassie was dreaming. Kevin was behind her, and he had a hand on her hips. His own hips ground against her bottom, fucking her, yet she couldn't feel his cock. His mouth was inches from her ear, telling her how she was the best submissive of them all and how he wanted to take her back home with him. Cassie wanted to respond, but somehow she wasn't able to say anything.

Cassie fell into bed exhausted. Her limbs ached and her back hurt in places that she had never felt before. The sheets were simple cotton, but to her worn-out body, it was the softest of fabrics. Beside her, Danielle fell into the double bed with the same groan of relief.