“you can either experience an orgasm, then suffer the pain that I will inflict on you… OR, Mommy can make this hard penis go away and then your le...son can continue.”“Will my lesson be painful, Mommy?” I asked, desperately wanting to know if I were in for pain either way.“Oh, my sweet boy” she replied, smiling down at me as she continued to tease the underside of my throbbing penis, “of course not. Once this penis is soft and no longer a distraction to you, I will teach you the pleasure that a. " Yeah, we brung it," a second thug chimed in, missing the frown as he verbally stepped onto his boss's words. "But you ain't getting any of it. All you're getting today is the wacking you should'da had last week."With that he drew his large caliber pistol, forcing the other two to pull theirs as well just so no one looked left behind.Then with an evil smile thug number two added, "Terrell, you never should'da messed with my woman, or my stuff," and squeezed the trigger.In the fraction of a. He was as dark as coal and the sexiest bedroom eyes you ever saw. I made sure we always sat where he was hanging out.I always tried to time it that I would be the last in our group to arrive; you know to make my entrance and be noticed by Jim and it worked. He would greet me with a "Hello" and tell me where they were sitting. Once in a while he would tell me how nice I looked. I never noticed him telling any of the others that unless I tuned it out.I would buy him a drink every week (or 2) and. This was repeated nightly, me dressed as ordered, and twelve guys fucking my brains out.Finally on Saturday evening, the day before the big game, things changed a bit. Tonight there twelve men, but also twelve women, all I guessed were their wives, girlfriends, or hired dates. In any event, there were twelve couple and I, dressed in a very lovely evening gown, in attendance.As the evening progressed, I began to wonder if this was indeed just a simple dinner party, and not a sexual orgy. That.