Nothing happened for thirty seconds. Had there been some miscommunication? I looked at the contestants. Most girls were trying to deal with what had h...ppened today. Some cried softly, some just looked in shock of what they had just endured in the last hour, the fact that they first had to suck and than had to fuck a stranger against their will. Tarza stood maybe 10 feet away from me, her arms in front of her, looking at me with a level of arrogance, waiting for what was about to happen. Beyond that it was difficult to see. The mansion was lit by candlelight alone. Looking above, there was a chandelier about the size of her car covered with lit candles illuminating the entrance. Beautiful portraits that she could only assume were of the people who lived here or of their family decorated the walls that followed the steps upward. However, they seemed blurred to her from where she stood."Please wait here. He will be with you in just a moment." He? Who's he?" She questioned, but. ’ ‘It was so great. I was shaking. But I did it. I stood up to him, and he backed down, and even him calling me a cow and a bitch didn’t upset me.’ ‘Yeah well I don’t like him calling you filthy names babe, that is something we are going to have to make him understand, bad mouthing you is no longer allowed.’ ‘Misha, I did it, I told him what I was going to do, and he had to accept it.’ Wrapping her arms around his body she hugged him, saying, ‘Thank you.’ Misha held her close, kissing the top. Veronica felt at the dampness of her face, and brought a hand up to brush away a bothersome lock of sweaty red hair. She sat with right leg crossed elegantly over left. Veronica clenched her pelvic muscles, feeling the resistance of the vibrating toy buried in her cunt.Veronica was not alone in the clean white cabin. A young girl, perhaps 13, watched her lewd behaviour from the opposite lounge seat. The girl wore a traditional catholic school outfit, complete with black buckle shoes, knee.