"Take him into the ladies room, he bought you a glass of wine, he at least deserves a blow job don't you think?" again the caller hung up before she c...uld answer.Justine stood staring at her phone, she couldn't believe it; the bastard wanted her to act like a slut, to suck the cock of a complete stranger. She scanned the bar again but there was no way of knowing who the voice belonged to but she knew she was being watched. She wouldn't do it, she couldn't do it, but then she knew she had no. Her tongue felt so good to me, while her fingers had worked me up to the point I was creaming on them.Then she whispered in my ear as she finger fucked me, “ You want a nice big cock in your cunt don’t you bitch”, but I just moaned, she then grabbed my hair hard and pulled it making me cry for not answering her .“I said don’t you bitch, she said again to me. “Yes!, yes! ma ‘am I do”, and I really did, I wanted to be fucked so bad at that point. “Well we will have to take care of that” Sara said. " Remind me not to get on your bad side, then," Will smiled.Claire shook her head as she returned his smile."Oh, you're nowhere near my bad side, mister."They looked at each other for about three heartbeats, their faces closer than they had been all evening. Will felt the almost irresistible desire to lean in and kiss her on those full lips, and he resolved to give into it if the moment lasted just two heartbeats longer."You know, you can kiss me if you'd like," she said, as if she was reading. Rather than being laid back on the table she was bent over it, facing towards the inside of the circle again. Her and the other four remaining women were going to face each other for the next stage of the ritual. This time, as she was held down against the table with the pillow under her stomach to prop up her ass, she felt manacles being fitted around her ankles and realised she was being secured to the table so she couldn’t move. While it did create a knot of anxiety in her gut she was.