"May I have this dance?" A man dressed like Trunks asked, as Paula found her mouth refused to say no. She took his arms and went on autopilot as she l...t him lead. She couldn't believe at how well she danced in heels. As he held her close, Paula began to heat up between her legs."How do you feel now?" Trunks asked. "Wonderful now that I'm in your arms." Paula cooed as her erect nipples stretched the fabric of the blouse. She should have had Lesley go bra shopping before the party. As he took her. His hands stayed on my hips, squeezing them every so often. When I felt his lips press against my skin, I took a shuddering breath, moaning quietly. My body would have collapsed but he held me steady. His tongue followed his lips and my body begin to heat up feeling him so close to me. Seducing me to what he wanted. I was ready to give it to him tonight. Before he could continue, his phone rang loudly in the silent room. The only other noises were the soft sounds and our breathing. Cursing. I soon found myself ringing the door bell of a small bungalow in a suburban cul de sac. The door opened and a pretty thirty something lady opened the door and let me in, and lead me through to the kitchen.As we walked in to the kitchen, well, I was just like a k** in a sweet shop. There were 8 of them, all late 20's to mid 30's and chatting away to each other like a mothers meeting. Always wanting to know about the set up I asked them (over a cup of tea) how they had started up.It turned out. I was surprised because he had 3 friends over and all were either naked or just in robes. I could also smell the pot that they had been smoking! Troy started to talk and told me he had told his friends about me. I was a little nervous until Troy showed me their drivers licenses and all were over 18, with 2 being over 21. Troy told me that they wanted a sex slave for the day... of course being the slut I am I said yes. With that he told me to get undressed and go downstairs to the fun room. Once.