The brunette leads you into the mansion to a lounge where seven other girls are seated drinking wine. They all appear to be in their early twenties, like the girl who answered the door, and they are all stunningly good looking. For a brief moment they all looked exceptionally bored, but as soon as you enter the room their eyes light up. The brunette gestures for you to take a seat at the head of the room.
"This is , girls. He had a little car trouble and needs our help." She turns to address you, "It's actually amazing you showed up when you did, , you see we're in a bit of a pickle ourselves and you could really turn things around for us. What do you say?"
"Well I need to know what it is you want first."
"Of course, you're probably wondering what a bunch of young woman are doing hanging around in a mansion way out here in the woods. You see we run a bit of a... well i guess you could call it a club. Once a month during the summer we all come here and host this... competition."
"What kind of competition?" you ask, perturbed.
"This may seem a little strange, but basically we hire a young strapping man, like yourself, bring him here and... hunt him." Your eyes widen. "No, no, it's nothing like that!" she quickly elaborates, noticing your alarmed expression, "We aren't, like, killers or anything, but I guess it is kind of kinky."
"What happens is this:" another girl, tall and slender with dark skin, goes on, "We'd chase you through the forest and every time we catch you you take off a piece of clothing and pay us a favour. If you're completely naked and we catch you again you have to stay here for the weekend and be our sex slave. If you manage to keep your clothes on for six hours, you get to go home. Either way we'll pay you."
"It's so much fun!" chimes in a red-haired girl.
"We totally underestimated the guy we got this month," the brunette moans, "We didn't even get his pants off before the time was up. So we were all just sitting around, bummed out, and then you showed up! What do you say, want to give it a shot?"
Well you could use the money... |