In one of the adjacent rooms linked by a doorless archway a man hung from a ceiling, his body wriggling against gravity and his face purple under his dark mask from the noose around his neck, while with his free hand he brought himself to orgasm all over two females who where cheering him on viciously and pleasuring themselves from his suffocation. It was in this room that Abby said she felt feint, and indeed the smell was nauseous to say the least, and The Libertine led her out into a room where a man with a white mask crying blood tears railed a slender young girl, (whose breasts were flat against a glass table and who had a choker around her neck attached to a rod that this man held), repeatedly in her tight sphincter so that her cries mixed with a gargle in her throat and became one monotonous drone. Seven men sat at a table watching with drinks and canapés and they said things like ‘harder’ and ‘more’ and they applauded as if it was a show on Broadway. These men wore gold-laced robes and their masks were all the same with plain gold colouring. They watched appraisingly and without inflection as two girls were frigged in front of their very eyes by a big man in a jester’s mask. They would applaud indian when it was finished. When they were done two waiters in dark livery came and removed the girls and several more appeared in their place and danced suggestively for the men until they had nothing on but their masks. Then one of the men clicked his fingers and the girls started to fuck each other carnivorously. When the girls being fucked climaxed they would swap positions and when the fuckee’s too had climaxed a man for each of the girls would come and rail them until discharge. The Libertine explained that these men in their robes were the elders although he did not go into detail. They were a select group who oversaw the society and its events although they rarely participated. They saw Abby and he over the crowd and Abby thought one of them said something to the other as they all looked towards her (or maybe it was him.) She heard him take breath and he glared back. Two waiters appeared as if summoned by these men but The Libertine clicked his fingers and they dispersed just as quickly and one of the elders rose. There was a moment. Abby looked at The Libertine and wondered who he was. He had power and influence here. Abby and The Libertine did not linger in that room and they promptly left. In other rooms lacy lingerie was slipped from tanned shoulders. Partners for the night were selected at random without consideration, with no fetish too debauched. Drinks continued to flow in the other rooms. Pianists with covers over their eyes played fruity melodies. Various scenarios took place—men having sex with women while pleasuring another woman, women making love to each other while a man watched. One woman with a mask that exposed her mouth gave fellatio to four men while a fifth lay beneath her giving her pleasure. It was subtle and well oiled; a simple hand on the back to let you know that you were wanted. In one of the smaller rooms where a fireplace in the corner provided the only light a woman lay on the floor spread eagle while two men in masks made love to her at the same time. Behind them a man was led away by three women wearing only strategically placed feathers. A girl with the most perfect olive skin danced with a man Abby guessed must have been a football player or a sports star because of his broad shoulders and powerful body. She moved with grace as she slid down his muscular body in keeping with the melodic beat of the muzak before turning and with it removing a piece of cloth from across his waist. She then traced his body down with her lips before taking him in her mouth and he watched her bob sex up and down on him wonderstruck. Despite his hands that were so strong and powerful he held her head gently until a moment when his massive body tensed up and he gripped the back of her head to force him into her and he discharged deep into her throat. She swallowed all of him and then when she was done she rose, with him still leaking from her mouth and down her chin and she kissed him and then he took her off into a side room where they would fuck like animals. “You liked that?” The Libertine asked her and she blushed under her mask and did not answer. He smiled—already knowing the answer. Abby scanned this room both with intrigue and fear. On a side table sat a large gold bowl full of condoms. Fuck, why won’t he cum? Ryan was lucky because he had his shorts in the backpack but I had nothing. I still remember how terrified you were when we first met you. "No I'm just fine, You didn't hurt me.. I haven’t ever seen them myself, but I would guess they are saggy based on the rest of her body. “What’s wrong Becky,” he asked. I gasped, taken aback. Da choice is yours." “Number One! Would you believe she ate me out full of your cum? I’ll take care of it! The evening went well with the pair of them becoming more relaxed in each other's company as they cried and laughed together at the latest romantic comedy they were watching. My hands shot up her thighs. How am I supposed to kill a creature of pure magical energy? But it was too late. Her body kept brushing his, and she shivered at the sensation of his hard cock touching her. When he went inside he saw sex nothing but big booty bitches. Her: How can you be aroused at a time like this. “Luckily son of a -,” Tomas mutters. They both then lied down on the grass while continuing to kiss. I know that he is good, since I trained him myself. A deafening thunderclap shook the indian landscape, and the glass vanished, revealing a tunnel through space and time. I’ll blend it in so they are merged together. “After all of that, uh, that ordeal with your roommate you went through, I’d never want to…” "Weak? I too allowed myself to fall asleep and we slept… My juices flowed out of me. I whimpered and groaned. “They're beautiful,” Mom groaned, shuddering beside me. Her breast rubbed against my chest. She squeezed her pussy around my cock as she worked that tight sheath up and down my dick. The meaning began to sink in as she felt a head slip into her pussy and at the same time pressure on her anal opening. He walked over. It was something new to try. After you’re healed up, we can get the answers we need.” Chapter Eight: Little Sister's Horny Passion He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and yawned. "I'm just saying it was different when I was single and free to engage in sex at any time or place, I wanted." It was about 55 degrees and I'm wearing a halter top and short little skirt. "Reward, what kind of reward are you talking about?" I felt the apprehension melt from me, the anxiety bleed from my body as her lips gently drank of my budding lust.