“More, Josh. I want more.” After the breathy plea left her lips, Emily could have sworn she heard a soft groan over the speaker. Whether she imagi...ed the sound or not, the idea had her body humming. Josh continued working his way through the curves, and it seemed as if he was trying to wring every last bit of excitement out of each turn. Emily could feel his body go taught with control as he guided the motorcycle into tighter and steeper turns. He seemed to ripple beneath her hands with his. I took an actual second....before I realized thatshe....was....me. I screamed, "What have you done? Damn you Cassie!!!"Cassie replied, "Calmed down big sister, and appreciate what we haveaccomplished. As they talked, I began to realize what had happened. Ihad been drugged with something that took away my conscious will toobject. The hot-redhead was a professional make-up artist and stylist,and those three giggling girls had set out to teach me a lesson. Theytalked about their work, as I. Sandy slid off the couch and took her place beside me. I could almost feel the heat on her face as she watched my lips slide over his cock. My spit was dripping down my chin as I worked the hot flesh. I took it out and held it out for her. She looked me briefly in the eyes before she opened her mouth and took it between her plump lips."Oh shit," Randy groaned as she sucked on his cock. I took my place sucking and licking on his balls as she worked his shaft.I was startled with her voice, "So. While an announcer softly announced details of the slave, his/her stats, and proclivities and pain threshold. The most shocking part of the event, however, was the sheer number of celebrities there! Business people, Bollywood stars, Sports persons, TV celebrities, and a whole bunch of unknown but filthy stinking rich people were around. I was glad I came as a slave – I won’t have been able to socialize with these people. Smriti was happily squeezing a famous fat businessman’s tiny penis and.