It took a few seconds for the light to dawn on me what the massive grey barrier really was. It had to be a Confederacy interdiction field! That was wh...n I got really pissed, while at the same time my stomach was sinking down to my feet. I knew exactly what its being there meant, and far worse, I was on the wrong damn side of it!"Hey fuck nuts, I'm a sponsor, let me in!" I yelled as I pounded uselessly on the solid barrier before me.Bloody fucking hell! My girlfriend, her super hot and horny. We'd only given people a day's notice, but I guess when you're invited to a party at Jonathan Kwong's house, you drop everything to attend.Many of the guests were my executives. After all, the official reason for the party was to celebrate this massive deal for Jonathan Kwong Enterprises. But they weren't the only guests. For one, some of my execs brought their spouses or girlfriends. But some of them didn't, or were otherwise single. And most of them were pretty glad they were flying solo this. She felt her cervix greedily sucking in his cum. She clamped her pussy walls tightly around his enormous member, with all of her strength she held him deeply inside of her.Finally, the clock fell silent. His hands relaxed, then let go of her hips. No longer could she feel his feet against her feet or his legs against her legs. The only things she could feel were his hard cock in her pussy and the rhythmic movements of his throbbing balls as they caressing her clit with motion and heat.Alysia. . smiling. He's the architect of all this. This pain, this humiliation and degradation, this house, this hatch, Dominique -- they were all part of a carefully designed plan, a hideous fucking machine with one purpose: to take the darkest and most filthy fantasies from the rotten old man's brain--fantasies that have grown and festered in his deranged mind for a lifetime--and make them reality. At the heart of it all was a list which churned the gears of this dreadful machine forward. It was a.