It was supposed to be the best school field trip ever. The soon to be graduating seniors were flying all the way to New York City from their high school in Tokyo. Possibly a once in a lifetime trip, all the students had been excited, especially Kasumi. Herself in her friends, Yuri and Hyori, had all sat next to each other on the plane and had fun chatting up during most of the flight, when they weren't sleeping. Then they landed at the airport and Kasumi was waiting at the luggage retrieval area when everything started going wrong. She waited for nearly an hour for her luggage when she started getting worried, what if it hadn't gotten on her flight. After checking with the airline company, her luggage had definitely been checked in as being on the flight, but there was no sign of it.

After waiting the better part of the day it happened. Five hours was deducted from her time counter on her wrist. At first she thought she was hallucinating, she hadn't gotten much sleep on the flight and after being at the airport all day she was dead tired. Then it happened again, and again, and again. Soon entire years were being deducted from her counter. She was at a loss for what happened, until she remember her time card (think credit or debit card) had been with her stuff. She hurried to the phone to call her time card company, but she was left waiting for three hours before she was finally able to get through and deactivate her card. By then, sixty years had been deducted from her time, leaving her only three hours left on her counter. Terrified, she reported it to the police, but they insisted their was nothing they could do. Dejected, she returned to the hotel where her friends were waiting. In tears, she told them about her stolen time card, and how she was down to only seven minutes left on her counter.

Rather than being equally outraged or comforting their friend, Yuri and Hyori exchange grins while the distraught Kasumi weeps into her hands. "So basically, what your saying is in seven minutes your life will come to ban end, and you will belong to the whoever claims you first?" Hyori asks with a hint of malice and a wicked grin.

Sliding up behind Kasumi on the bed, Yuri reaches around and grabs the girl's D cup tits. "So you came here because you wanted to become our property? That's so sweet." Yuri chimes in a mocking tone, kissing Kasumi on the cheek as she squeezes those large sweater puppies she'd always admired.

Looking up from her palms, Kasumi looks at both her friends smiling faces with a look of total disbelief. She's been friends with Yuri and Kyori since grade school, she can't believe what she's hearing. "N-no. That's not what I'm saying at all!" she insists, as another minute ticks away from her counter.

Hyori slides onto the bed between Kasumi's legs, forcing the girl back into Yuri's arms. "Too bad. We were hoping you were wanting us to become your masters." she says in a sing song voice, leaning in and kissing the school girl right on the lips.

Kasumi recoils from the kiss, flailing in Yuri's arm as she continues to molest Kasumi's boobs. "Mmmmph! Wha-what are you doing. Stop this!" Kasumi protests, pushing Hyori away from her.

Yuri leans in and nibbles on Kasumi's earlobe, causing a gasp of more surprise than pain. "Nuh-uh-uh. You might still have... ohh, another five minutes of freedom left, but I'd cooperated with us if I were you." she tells Kasumi, giving her boobs a pinch and making Kasumi yelp in pain and surprise again. "After all, if you don't, you might hurt our feeling, and then who knows what we might do to you once your time runs out." she warns playfully.

Hyori smiles and leans in, licking Kasumi's cheek. "Yea. Suck a lovely stacked Asian teenager hear in New York City; I bet you'd fetch a mighty high price at market." she tells her, dropping her hand beneath Kasumi's low cut skirt and rubbing her middle and index finger over her panty clad pussy.

Kasumi can only sit there and stunned silence, tears dripping from her eyes as her best friends in the entire world betray and molest her. This is like something out of nightmare, only its real. Another minute ticks away from her counter; now only four minutes remaining. Yuri begins to kiss Kasumi's neck while roughly groping those large milk jugs, while Hyori slides her head up Kasumi's skirt and begins licking at her panties, the sensation of her tongue over Kasumi's most sensitive place, with only thin fabric separating them, making the school girl moan unconsciously. What will Kasumi do?