"Great!" Debbie laughed. "They gave me some champagne and a pill. Wow! ... I feel great! Did you get one? A pink one?" Yeah!" I laughed with her."What...was that stuff?" she asked. "I want some more." No you don't!" I giggled. "It's workin' fine, believe me." Yeah! I do!" she nodded, twirling around and laughing.Heather was there now too, dancing with a guy named Money, of all things. They were enjoying it. Heather liked dancing close and Money, who stood just a bit taller than Heather and looked. Steve grabbed the gag-ball and put it in my mouth. “The ball is to keep stupid bitches like you from complaining!” he shouted as he slapped me on the bottom. I fought and struggled against my restraints, but it was of no use. I was mumbling and grunting into the ball, but not with much volume. I was totally helpless, I knew it, he knew it, and I was getting very turned on about it. The question was, what was he going to do about it. I suddenly had the vision of him fucking me whilst I could not. Bythis time, it was about 8 am. That meant he'd have 8 full hours ofbeing alone in the house. The draw of his alter ego Jade was too strongfor him to resist. He had a whole room of feminine awesomeness to playwith. He had the whole house and plenty of time.He found himself walking back upstairs to his bedroom and lookingthrough the walk in closet. He went through row after row of prettydresses all of which were very pretty. He picked one out and held it upto himself. It was a very pretty white. We lubed all the holes and were ready to start at the first suggestion. It came from our host when he asked Yanni to fuck him and for me to get ready so that he would fuck me. We kissed very passionately. We kind of took turns and the one not kissing was sucking . . . . Once we got everybody pretty high on sex, Yanni fucked his boi-pussy and he fucked my pussy. We had quite a good connection. I felt him coming behind me, and felt his cock positioned at the entrance of my pussy. I moved.