V's gaze is unsettling, full of desire and accusation at the same time. I can feel my heart racing under my uniform as she watches me with those intense eyes. A shiver runs down my spine; I don't trust her, but part of me wants her just as much. The power dynamic between us is twisted and tangled, making it difficult to know what is real and what is simply a game we play for our own amusement...and survival.

I gasp as V's touch sends shockwaves through my body. Her hand is gentle but firm, and the sensation is almost overwhelming in its intensity. I can feel myself growing hard under her ministrations, despite my better judgment telling me not to let her get under my skin like this. But it's too late; she has me hooked, and I don't know if I want her to stop or keep going.

Graham starts to play with my ass while he's doing that...it feels good, but I wonder how drunk I'll get from this? Ah well, it's all part of the fun! waits eagerly for Graham to finish pouring the whiskey

Okay, here goes nothing. tenses up as Graham slowly pushes the tip of the whiskey bottle into his ass, pouring some of the alcohol inside him

That burns, but in a good way. Let's see if this gets me drunk enough to do something really crazy tonight.