.hi...it’s a friends birthday tonight, I’m lending him my flat but he wants black party poppers, you would not believe how hard they are to find�...”ooo a party at yours, can anyone come?””well I’m sure the more the better” “what time should I be there?””it starts at 7”with that she smiles and walks away, I watch her ass in her tight jeans as she disappears around the corner.7pm comes and goes, still no delivery lady so I decide to enjoy the party, quite a few people I don’t know are crammed into. The man moved closer to me tweaking my now exposed nipples and helping Cheryl with my cock. He pulled down sharply on my balls and I bent forward. “This is how you get them to bend over when they are stubborn.” Telling her with a grin on his face.I was so caught off guard by his actions that I was not sure what to do. He then instructed Cheryl to insert another finger into me. He put his hand over my mouth as she inserted a third finger into me. Now spread him slowly and he’ll loosen up just. It wasn't long before we were all sitting around, having fun. I had forgotten how I was dressed. When Beth mentioned that she wanted to get comfortable, as this was supposed to be a slumber party, clothes started flying.I just sat there and stared. Sharon's "well, girl, get with the program" caused me to fumble with the wrong-sided buttons. A moment later Sharon realized what was wrong, and helped me loosen the dress. Julie stopped her, and dashed upstairs. Five minutes later I was free of the. Again. It became a weekly event.As much as I hated Frank ignoring my protests in using that photo, I hated it even more that it secretly turned me on. Being on-call for his perverse use of my face excited me as much as looking into the mirror afterward. I was always left dripping in drool and semen and feeling like a total slut. And it looked as though I was going to do it all again. In less than half an hour. I had better hurry.I showered and shaved and donned my cage. The cage was a reminder.