I woke up after a very depraved yet hot dream. It was so real, but yet I am in my warm cozy bed. I got up and looked in the mirror and I could see something that looked like bruises around my neck. My pussy was wet and dripping but I am guessing from the dream. I put it out of my mind but found myself dwelling on it. I mean the school did exist, the bruises my wet pussy, It didn’t make much sense to me. While not sure the reason no matter how hard I tried I could not cum. Not with my hand, my dildo or a man. I have the image of the janitor in the school that rainy night stuck in my head. Now I was determined to find out what was real and a dream. If I didn’t cum soon I would be one mean bitch to deal with. I parked outside of the school and looked for him, nothing. I flirted to get some details and still all leading no where and me still not having an orgasm.
I finally let it go when I was invited to escort at a big party. It was a huge amount of money and I knew this would take my mind off of things. I wore a tight little black mini with a corset and stiletto heels. I knew the way as it was the mansion vacant for many years. A valet parked my car and I could hear the music and laughter from outside. I was told this was more about me circulating and making guests feel welcome than it was sex. The crowd seemed college age for most part. I drank, talked and mingled forgetting about my dream and actually enjoying myself. Then I saw him, it was the janitor. I should have left then, but I had a rep and the money was too good to give back. I had to know, maybe he would have the answer to why I can no longer cum. I went upstairs looking for him. Then I heard it, that evil dirty laugh of his. He came up from behind me and dragged me into a huge room. The room was clearly sound proofed and had a few couches and chairs. I must have fallen asleep as I woke up chained to the floor. Again, the evil laugh. The room had mirrors everywhere so I could see what he was doing behind me. He was setting up a fuck machine. I begged him to at least tell me “why” but he just laughed.
He positioned me on all fours still chained to the floor. I screamed but no one heard. As the cock entered me I saw someone else coming into the room. It was the woman with the strap-on from that night. She took off her clothes and started to grind her pussy in my face getting it wet and tasting her. I finally came, after all these weeks with the fuck machine going faster and deeper in my pussy. As his wife kept cumming on my face he then pushed his cock into my ass. The both batted me back and forth till we all came again. They left me alone for maybe 20 minutes as they talked. I heard the door as someone else entered the room. “Daddy, is she for me”, he asked. He came up behind me and whispered in my ear that it was his birthday he was 13 and he was finally going to get his first taste of pussy. Now if I told, I would get in trouble for fucking a minor. His mom got on all fours next to me and started to kiss me as the janitor started fucking her. The son came over and over filling my pussy and ass with him cum. More people started to enter the room. I could hear them talking and realised they were all related of the most part. Finally the janitor explained to me that the whole point of this party was to breed, to make babies. He explained when we were done, someone would take me home. I again would wake up in my bed and remember nothing. He said that he would find me again, when he was ready for me.
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