I wanted to get out of here. I wanted to fight. I yowled and hissed. I needed to be free. I couldn’t be caged up. I could do something. I could ... ...ould... “Mistress Aingeal, let me out! Please! I can swat them out of the sky and ... and distract them so you can kill them.” Yeah, I could do that. Aingeal’s attacks were killing some. It was just ... slow process.“Gods, are you crazy?” Princess Ava demanded before she leaped around. “You almost died. You can’t fight this.”“But ... but...” I let. R," Samuel replied enthusiastically as the boys responded with a round of snickering grunting approvals.Kyle took Lori's arm, "Well, come on, baby. Let's go. Our party boat awaits," he said with a calm, smooth voice as he motioned towards the door. Then to her surprise, Samuel took her other arm. Lori froze and looked at Kyle with panic in her eyes."Party boat?" Lori asked nervously. Kyle just shrugged and nodded toward the door again. Then Samuel took Lori by the chin, turned her head to face. He keeps riding me, smacking my ass, telling me how I’m only good as a set of holes, that he is going to let his friends come over and fill me up with their cock and cum. At this point my pussy is gushing with wetness, I can feel it dripping down. I know he knows how wet he is making me. He is pulling my hair now, really driving his cock into me, I’m sure he is about to cum. But then he stops without saying a word. He tells me to stay exactly as I am. I keep completely still, afraid that he. “I think you might have the wrong room mate,” I say. The other six girls all giggle. We all look at your perfectly toned body. Misha, my blonde friend, the one with the shaved pussy actually counts your abs. You stare at us, your mouth going a little dry. You can’t speak. You want to say something, but all you can do is look. Look at the seven naked girls who have just appeared. Three blondes, three brunettes and a redhead. A couple have big squishy tits like mine. A few are more pert, like.