’ Entering the room I saw what must be Erika’s mother sitting in a chair by her bedside softly crying. The only other sound in the room was the be...ping of her heart monitor. Approaching the other side of Erika’s bed I leaned over and kissed her forehead then whispered in her ear how much I loved her. As I held her hand her eyelids fluttered and I could feel her gently squeezing my hand. Beep . . . Beep . . . Beep . . . . . BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP One of the nurses in the room quickly ushered. Well it was the fact that my dick had suddenly gotten hard that made me notice. Even in my semi drunk state, my subconscious had noticed that this could be turning into a sexual situation long before I had consciously realised it.I thought I would feign sleep and see what would develop. Had I been fully sober, I would have put a stop to it right away but as it was, it seemed just playful and very exciting.We had never been unfaithful to one another, nor had we had any swinging type things. We. “Get up bitch, you’re not done!” Beth rolled to her knees not even sure who had spoken – all she could properly define was the waist’s of her three tormentors and their strapons. All were wet – she couldn’t even tell which had been where though. Amanda stepped forward and grabbed Beth by the back of the head, dragging her up so her mouth was at cock height. “Time for a taste test slut – which cock came from which of your nasty holes?” Beth was honestly confused, her ass was sore and she had no. Right away my pussy started heating up just thinking about being used by a bunch of bad boy bikers. When Harold parked the bike he turned to me and asked me if I was sure I was ready for this? Looking Harold in the eyes I told him I have to be ready for this. My entire future is depending on my abilities and dedication to becoming the complete and total slut these rich people want me to become. If I should fail because I didn’t go that extra mile or try just a little bit harder I’d never be.