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Melina’s eyes glittered with glee as she stalked toward Kayla. Scott, Lucas and Ian flanked her, moving to surround Kayla with their hard muscled bodies. “That answer was incorrect,” Melina growled in her ear. Her breath tickled Kayla’s cheek, sending shivers down her spine. “On your knees.” When she didn’t immediately respond, a pair of strong hands gripped her shoulders and pushed her down, so that her knees buckled and she hit the floor with a soft “oh.” Scott then gathered both her wrists and manacled them behind her with a pair of silver cuffs that he produced from his pocket. “What-” she began, but was silenced by Melina’s hand across her mouth. “I was really hoping you wouldn’t get it right.” Melina slid one of her fingers between Kayla’s lips. “Now you will do exactly as we say.” She swirled her finger around Kayla’s tongue, so that she could taste the sweetness of the other girl’s juices that had dried to her fingertip. “And you are going to enjoy it.” With a flourish, she removed her finger, and then tied a strip of cloth around Kayla’s eyes. She was left totally blind, arms tied behind her back and her heart beating erratically in her chest. And she was horny. Oh god, was she ever horny. She had her knees spread wide underneath her, and between them she could feel the dampness already starting to drip down her thighs again. Suddenly, hands were grabbing the front of her shirt, the back of her skirt, and with the rip of fabric, her clothes were torn away. Her breasts were pulled free of her bra, so that its band squeezed them up into voluptuous mounds, and her nipples were pinched until they stood hard and firm. Another pair of hands groped between her legs, and with a quick pull, her panties were no more. “Now that’s a nice sight.” Melina was in control; the others were just her sex minions, and together they would use Kayla to fulfill their deepest desires. “Wait Escort Tunalı here like a good girl, while we go prepare your punishment.” Kayla still couldn’t see, but she could sense a wink from her friend after her words. The shuffle of footsteps and the snap of the door closing indicated that the others had all left the room again, except for Scott, who was still a solid presence behind her. They left him there as her guard? Like she would want to escape, when she was about to be the sole focus of three men and two women. “So you thought it was Lucas, hmm?” a voice growled in her ear. “Lucas who gave you such a spectacular fucking in the limo?” Scott pressed his body against her back, so that she could feel the bulge barely restrained in his pants. “I was going to have you all to myself, but then you had to go and get it wrong. What a stupid little slut you are.” He slid to his knees behind her, grabbing her tits and pulling her body against his. He twisted each nipple sharply. “These were going to be mine,” he breathed. He slid one hand down across her smooth stomach, slipped it between her legs. When he felt the wetness that was already glistening on the folds of skin, he groaned. The familiar, reverberating tone sent a thrill through Kayla’s already eager body. “No,” he continued, “you knew damn well that it was me, didn’t you?” When no answer was forthcoming, he shook her shoulders, so that her head snapped back and landed on his shoulder. She could feel his breath, quick and agitated, on her face. “DIDN’T YOU??” “Yes,” Kayla gasped. “I knew, but-” “You thought you were being clever, didn’t you?” He slid two fingers up into her dripping hole, buried them as deep as they could go. She gasped and moaned as he pumped them slowly in and out of her. “You think Melina’s in charge, and that she’ll eventually show you a good time. That might be ulus escort true.” His fingers were still moving inside her, while his thumb reached out to brush her clit. The tension was mounting inside her. “But know this. I don’t take well to not getting what I want.” Abruptly, he removed his fingers from her slit, just before her pussy could tighten around them. He pulled her body tight against him again, grinding his hips into her a few times, before standing and taking a step back. She was left wanting and panting, with goose bumps rising on her flesh, tinged by just a little bit of fear of what she had gotten herself into. *** It felt like an interminably long time as she sat there on the floor, waiting for the others to come back. She couldn’t decide whether she was intimidated by Scott’s reaction, or aroused by it. Judging by the continuous aching need in her pussy, there was no going back. She was going through with this, whatever was planned for her. Finally, the click of high heels on the floor announced the return of Melina and Daphne. “We’re ready for you,” Melina purred. Each girl grabbed her by and arm and helped her to her feet. They led her carefully, still blindfolded, out of the room and down the hall. Whistles and catcalls followed her, as the other patrons of the club appraised her naked body. She was led around corners, up stairs, through hallways, until the sounds of other people around them faded. Finally, she was brought to a halt and the door was locked behind them. Her blindfold was removed to reveal a room dimly lit with candles, with a large round table at the centre. Four manacles were fastened around the edges of the table, and it rotated about its central leg like a giant lazy susan. Melina waved in its direction, and Kayla climbed carefully onto it. She lay on her back, limbs spread eagle, while Melina and Daphne yenimahalle escort bayan worked to fasten them in place. With a final click, her last ankle was held in place and she could not move, save to arch her back off the table top. The men stood around her, naked and ready, while the girls freed themselves of their clothes. Ian reached out and slid his hands along her body, feeling her every curve. A deep longing was in his eyes, reflected by the stiffness of his cock. One hand stroked himself slowly while the other explored her inner crevices. Kayla arched her hips up into his hand, begging for release. His fingers, slippery as they were from her juices, slipped clumsily over her clit, but technique didn’t matter. She was so desperate. “Stop!” Melina commanded. She was approaching the table, fully naked now, skin glowing in the candle light. “I will not have any slip-ups from men who are too horny to exhibit any restraint! Kayla is not allowed to get off that easy after losing the game. Now take care of yourselves.” Sheepishly, Ian removed his hand from Kayla’s pussy and took a half step back. The hand he had been working along his own shaft took a firmer grip and started to pump faster. His eyes half-closed from the pleasure he was bringing himself. With a dubious glance at each other, the other two men obediently followed suit from their positions around the edge of the table. The room was soon filled with the sounds of pumping fists and small hitches in breath as pre-cum started to glisten at the tips of their cocks. All Kayla could do was watch, as the men masturbated right in front of her, sending little twinges down into her pussy. Melina was far too smart, making her watch this horny little show first. Ian was the first to go, grunting as he blew his load across her breasts in thick ropes that clung greedily to her skin. Just a few seconds later, Lucas shot his cum onto her stomach, but her eyes were on Scott. He stood closest to her face, and was clearly working to put on a show. He was pumping his cock furiously and bucking his hips, the occasional groan escaping his lips. Oh that groan…hearing it now was like a shock of electricity to her pussy.

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