She couldn't see through the darkness enough to discern who was binding her; sometimes it seemed like one person, sometimes two. The noise of heels on...the floor was drowned out by the loud, high-pitched whine of a nearby machine; just when she was getting used to it, it would cut out for a moment or change in pitch, then reappear, seemingly invigorated. Gradually the combination of stresses — the pain of the tight restraints, the physical disorientation, the rudeness of treatment — pushed Amy's. "You ok? At the end I got worried. Were you hurt or just emotional?" Kind of both I think?" whispered Brian. "What I landed on at the end wekind of didn't plan for?" Ohhhhhhh?" gulped Lori, cringing, understanding. "But now?" But I'm ok now I think," whispered Brian. "Do you think the judgesnoticed anything?" Yes they noticed you're amazing," said Ricky, handing him a bouquetlike yesterday. "No doubt the best of any girl they saw." Thanks Ricky," said Brian, hugging him, loving his flattery. This was it. As I began the last few strokes to orgasm she stopped me. She put a hand on my arm and pulled it from my cock. “I wanna make you cum” she whispered to me. I was breathing heavily. I was amazed and slightly annoyed at the same time. I needed to cum. Twice I had been almost there and twice she had stopped me. The pressure between my legs was immense. She must have seen this in my eyes since she said “Don’t worry, it’ll be worth it, I promise”. If she had touched my cock then I would. BJs – yes, pussy licking - by the master of the craft, ass fuck – not yet, nothing kinky, length of dick – average, orgasm count - exponential and stratospheric,” she said ending the list with beaming cheesy grin. The mood of the party was restored; they had a group hug and laughter returned. The questions rained down of the who, when, where type with none of the brashness that had so wounded. Carrie had been surprised that she had been so affected. She was still coming to terms with the.