He pulled me up to face him and started kissing me deeply. He turned me around, and lifted my dress up, while fondling my nipples from behind. He bent...me over onto the couch, and moved my thong aside. I felt his wet finger inside me again, getting me ready for the main course. After a few more seconds of fingering, I felt the head of his big dick at the edge of my hole. “Do you want my cock inside you” he asked. I responded, “Oh yes, please, I want to feel your big cock deep inside me.” He. You get to do this all of the time and I got to sit in my room, and..." Beth let that hang in the air."Do it some more then," Mel hissed.I had no idea what the hell they were talking about."C'mon Mel. Just once," Beth pleaded."Don't be a tramp," Mel said.Beth looked at Mel's bare breasts and raised her eyebrows. Melanie crossed her arms over her tits. Beth sat up and started pleading, "It's not fair you get to try all this and I don't get to do anything."Melanie raised her eyebrow,. I wept and I shook and I just about had a total breakdown. I had no idea what day it was. I had stripes, welts, and deep bruises on my body from her whippings. I was ill to my stomach (from the IBS) and it would take me weeks to get my digestive system and bowels back to normal. Emotionally, I was a disaster. I never considered suicide or anything like that but I felt like I had totally wasted my . I slipped my shirt back on and pulled up my shorts before casually walking out, I had a dry mouth and decided on another drink and reflect on what had just happened, if whoever it was is still around then they saw me come out but I have no idea who they are, a very frustrating situation.“Another bottle please Mary” I said to the old girl, was it her? OMG, what if it was, I was so confused. I took my drink and sat on the bench and was asking the same question about everyone who was mingling.