The two followed the woman. In her short time in the Penthouse, Linda had picked up some of the vernacular: A "party" was a gathering of Mistress' thr...lls. Each woman at a party was expected to have sex with as many other women as possible for Mistress' entertainment and glorification. If Mistress was pleased, she'd invite one or some of Her slaves to entertain her personally. A "ceremony" was performed for the purpose of preparing women for future parties. Parties were thrown whenever it. “I didn’t make it this far to lose now” she thinks to herself.A sudden crushing blow to her pussy tells Gina that Suffering must have dropped her knee onto Gina’s vulnerable crotch. Her legs are spread wide open, and while she is unable to see what is happening, she feels Suffering’s knees pressed into her groin, stretching her out, as Suffering enters her with an Asian pressure point clutch. Three fingers enter Gina’s sex, she screams muffled cries into the leather shorts of Pain, who rises up. It was all said jokingly but I could sense an element of sincerity, maybe a dare to see if I would pursue it. I just said “next time maybe next time” and left the room.That evening after Marcus had gone, I apologised to Kate. I really shouldn’t have said anything about seeing you both and that I would join in. Kate said it was ok, and that they both found the idea exciting. Kate said next time you should come in just to see the look on Marcuse’s face, I said “but what happens if he wants me to. The force of the kiss pinned my head to the wall as he grabbed a handful of my twenty-year-old ass in each of his massive hands and picked me up higher. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I held onto my lover for dear life as he kissed me hard.He broke the kiss and moved his lips to the crook of my neck. He was biting, sucking, and kissing; all the things that drove me wild as he had his head buried in my neck. I was putty in the hands of a sculpting master. He pushed all the buttons to drive.