:: I guess I want to be your slave. {"position":"850,990"}
<<set $belinda.dom = true>><<subF +10>><<set $likes_girls = true>>"I guess I want to be your slave," [[you|You]] mumble, only half believing you're actually saying that.

"Oh, Parker, I was hoping you'd say that!  I always thought I'd make a great Mistress.  I'm going to take such good care of you!" [[Belinda]] says.

"Congratulations, Belinda," [[Molly]] says a little sarcastically from up front.  "You've finally found someone even more submissive and slutty than you are."

"Oh shut up, Molly!" Belinda says, sticking her tongue out.  "You're just jealous.  Never mind her, Parker.  She knows that being slutty and submissive is nothing to be ashamed of.  And anyhow, I am //not// submissive."

"Really?" Molly says.  "Then how come you're always the one eating me out instead of the other way around?  And I work for your family."

Belinda's eyes flash a bit.  "You just taste really good is all.  Now shush<<if not $likes_boys>>."

Molly actually seems chastened and does indeed shut up.  You assume their relationship is not quite as simple as Molly was making it out to be.

Belinda turns to you.  "By the way, do you like boys?"

[[Yes.|I like boys.]]
[[No.|I don't like boys.]]<<else>> and drive us to the Cat Scratch Club!"

Molly actually seems chastened and does indeed shut up.  You assume their relationship is not quite as simple as Molly was making it out to be.

[[Continue.|The Cat Scratch Club]]<<endif>>