"I heard myself say, "Please, make me cum again."Another shock ripped through me and I was out on the floor. I woke to the sound of drums beating a fa...t and heavy rhythm, several men and women were around me cheering each other on as one after another fucked me in any open hole that was free, I was covered in cum and having intense orgasms that just wouldn’t stop, I could hear myself screaming obscenities as wave after wave of unstoppable lust surged through my willing body, other couplings. .Tap, Tap, Tap. They just passed the door for our floor..and they didn’t stop.I saw the high heeled shoe as it stepped down, and my eyes probably bugged out of my head. The tapping of the shoes continued as he let go, lifted me up by my arms to help me stand. As I pulled my shirt and skirt down, he flipped his cock into his pants. I looked past Jamal and I could see the persons hand at the bottom of the handrail, at the last step before the turn. Right before the person turned, Jamal scooped me. There was no point risking having her seem more prepared than Gretchen. After all, it was her club. Gretchen had practiced her own speeches for hours on end in front of the mirror, even before she had founded a club. There shouldn't be any doubt as to who was in charge, even if she was bringing in womyn who were older and more experienced.Gretchen hardly listened to what Robyn was saying. She was watching, rather, her audience, assessing each of her soldiers in her war against misogyny; what. I sat with a calm that I didn't feel and tried not to let my hurt and anger show. Her continued mistrust grated on my nerves."Have I ever lied to you, Lady Megan?" I asked softly.She paused before replying, "Not that I know of." The mistrust was still in her voice. I could see Chandra stopping the horses. She was ahead of us and had noticed that we had stopped."Look at it from my point of view. I go out of my way to rescue a damsel, apparently in distress, and ask for nothing in return. At.