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In one room a man with a sheep’s head lay on the floor as a woman in a laced mask defecated onto his naked body. In the corner a powerful black man built like a deity licked the cunt of one girl while fucking a second in the mouth and while his asshole was being licked by a third. Another man cried out in lust as a beautiful and slender woman straddled him before urinating down onto him and then when she was done he took her from behind over a wooden table. A man with a shark’s head had his beshitted ass licked by a girl tied up with restraints. A girl with a gold leaf over her face fucked a man in the ass with a large gold strap on. 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 amateur 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 Girlfriends 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 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 Big Tits 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 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. Hell, even what men are like. A couple of hours later two very tired and satisfied girls returned and asked if they could have a shower. "Sure. I want to be the wife, the slut the temptress that all men want in a wife. “I’ll just drive back to work and tell them it was a misunderstanding.” “When she was younger, we got along so well.” Edgar and Lou resumed sucking her nipples, it didn’t take long she shivered moaning and cried as she had her first orgasm. They'll just flat out stick their hard Big Tits Johnsons through the hole, or approach me directly and come into the booth with me. She re-emerged up the stairs in a flash. “I see that you’ve been doing your exercises; did your daddy teach you those?” “Be quick about it, Mudblood; there is more to be done yet,” Umbridge barks at her from her classroom’s teacher desk. “Wow that could have been really bad”. “Did you enjoy that?” He asked. I summon up some courage and open the door, then walk out. So if it were in fact possible. After a minute, or maybe a little longer, when we’d both calmed enough for coherent speech, my aunt rolled around so we were face-to-face and, strange as it may seem after we’d been so intimate together, I felt shy and a little awkward when she fixed her blue eyes on my face. You did not dream. The girl closest to me, who had been silently urging me to add something, replied, “Thank you for amateur letting this humble slut speak, Mistress Teen.” “I hope so,” but I smiled and said nothing. I can still show her how to act like a person without trying to quash her animal side. Broken trees lay everywhere, the river was a raging torrent, the waterfall far greater in its width and the volume of water pouring into the lake, the lake Girlfriends itself was several feet higher than I had ever seen it. k'aat - Claim Sexy painted nails are stroking his raw cock and unbelievable gravity-defying breasts bouncing and filling his eager hands. Sarah straightened her blazer. Lucius swallowed hard as his eyes flickered up to meet hers for a moment, and then back down to her hands.