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I need to snap out of this state! I can't let them know how much they affect me. With that being said, I pull my arm away, causing Fynn to loosen his grip and let go altogether, “I don't see anything wrong with the costume I'm wearing.”
The Lord plants his hard, mouth-watering body in front of me and tugs on my tie before I realize what he's doing. I try to snatch it, but he yanks it open before I get the chance, “Well, well, well, don't you look like the perfect little slut.” He licks his lips as he looks me up and down.
“Fynn...” I say his name in warning.
He looks at me and smirks, “What? I have every right to look at what is mine.” He stares at the deep V that reaches down to my waist with whisps of fabric barely covering my breasts, “I'll give it to you, Little Saint, you're sexy as hell in this get-up, but I think you will look even hotter in the one we have for you.”
I cross my arms over my chest, blocking his view of the very thing he's staring at, “Oh, and why is that?”
Amusement dances in his eyes, “Because it's more fitting for a sacrificial virgin, that's why.”
“I'm not a fucking virgin,” I walk around him and head for the stairs.
He doesn't stop me but hurries to be at my side again, “No, not technically, but you are the Lords’ virgin.”
I stop and turn to him, throwing my hands up, “That makes no sense at all!”
“All I'm saying is that you’re our virgin because you haven’t had our cocks in that sweet little pussy of yours.” He steps into me, grabbing my neck. Thinking he will kiss me, I close my eyes, but it's not my lips that I feel his mouth on; it's my neck. He gives a little bite and then a lick before stepping away, “That will all be rectified tonight.”
It's my turn to hurry and catch up after he turns and walks away. I'm left panting with moisture pooling between my legs, but I ignore it. I continue to follow him until we reach Oakley's room, and the Greek God himself stands in front of his full-length mirror. It's just as I thought, the Lords of Sin are coming dressed as the sexiest gladiators that ever walked the face of this earth.
“Ah, Kitty Cat! I'm so glad you're here,” Oakley states before looking me up and down, “As much as I love your costume, I'll need you to change into the one I bought for you. I picked it out myself, and I'm dying to see it on our lovely little virgin.”
I roll my eyes at the whole 'virgin' spiel once again as Oakley goes to his closet and pulls what looks to be sheer curtains from the rack. He hands the hangar to me, and I can't help but drop my jaw once I realize what I'm looking at.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me!”
Both Lords grin wickedly as they usher me toward the bathroom, “You're going to look beautiful, Kitty Cat.”
“I'm not wearing this, Oakley.” No way in hell!
“I'm not asking, Kitty Cat. You will wear it and obey our every demand tonight,” Oakley states.
“Yeah, especially after the damage to my Harley due to your little stalker,” Fynn growls.
“Wait...what?” I snap my head toward Fynn.
“Oh, that's right, we never told you. Jett and I followed you home the night you were here to ensure you were safe. Lucky for you that we did because Jett ended up chasing after the perp when he got up right behind you, and you didn't even know. When we returned to the Frat house, I noticed my bike had been fucked with, so yeah, I think you owe us this one.”
Well, shit. How can I deny them now that they have already protected me once? I doubt they would lie; Fynn seems too pissed about his bike to lie, so I do the only thing I can do. I take the sheer costume into the bathroom and turn myself into the Lords of Sin's sacrificial virgin.
Walking out of thebathroom, I can't help but keep my arms crossed over my chest. I'm not sure when Jett showed up, but he's now standing with his two best friends, looking just as yummy as they do in his own gladiator outfit. The Lords are dressed to conquer, and I'm the one they will be conquering later.
“Kitty Cat,” Oakley says in warning, and I move my arms down to my sides but keep my head held high.
“Holy fuck!” Fynn and Jett say in unison as the three approach me and circle around like I'm their prey.
“I knew this was perfect for you, Kitty Cat.” Oakley caresses my cheek before sliding his hand to the back of my neck and taking my mouth in a brief but heated kiss.
When he pulls away, Jett slides his hand into the top to cup my braless breast. I wasn't wearing one to begin with, but they were covered more with my costume than they are now. The top is the same style as my last costume with the deep V and strips covering my breasts, only this top is sheer, and you can faintly see my nipples through it.
The whole thing is sheer, but thankfully, they at least gave me a thong to wear under the sheer skirt. It's a long and flowy dress, and very pretty, but the nudity that comes with it I can do without.
I stand here while Jett gets his fondling in. When he tweaks my nipple, I glare at him, “Are you done yet?”
He pulls his hand out and winks at me, almost like he was only waiting for my reaction. Suddenly, my hair is pulled up and placed in a bun before a red wig gets pulled over my head.
“What the hell? Is my hair not good enough for you?” I ask with attitude, but I'm actually a little hurt.
