They were all the same; treating women like no more that consumables to be used and physically abused.I’d stumbled on the site quite by accident; wh... hasn’t done that? An innocent Googling of some innocuous topic, and shock, horror, photos of fucking and sucking - well, if that’s all it is, it’s quite a pleasant surprise, but this site that I’d just come across was something else.I shut the computer and went about my business for the day. The strange thing was, I couldn’t get the thoughts of. "Wow..." was Margaret's response. Her eyes were big, but not necessarily fearful."In fact," Adrienne began, "that's really what these Girls Nights are really about."Margaret played with her neck and collar bone, gulping as she did so. "You mean, you expect me to have sex with one of you?" Or all of us!" I exclaimed, giving her a playful wink. "You don't have to do anything. Why not just watch and see if you want to join in?"A big nervous smile grew on Margaret's face. "Is it ... good?" she. They kept looking over at me and my drink.“You okay?” Patrick said as he smiled at me.“I feel dizzy,” I said raising my hand to my head.Everything went black after that. Sometime later I woke up to find myself on the living room couch. My tube top was pulled down around my waist with my tits out for everyone to see. My nipples were erect. My skirt was lifted up and my thong panties were pushed to the side, my legs were pushed apart, and Patrick was shoving a huge black dildo inside of my. Cindy issued a loud cry, her eyes squeezed tight. Her tears began again. My secretary presented her cunt once more, but Cindy's fumbling still brought her no satisfaction. My secretary walked angrily back over to the bag of equipment, and pulled out another dildo. This one was not quite as massive as the one she had just used on Cindy's cunt, but it was still big. She strapped it on, using as a harness a device that had a tongue extending to her cunt; exerting pressure on the dildo would cause.