Wonderland
Chapter 4 — The Snow is Glistening
She was naked. At least she knew that but then it seemed as if she was always naked. Even when she wasn’t naked, in her mind, she was always naked.
But this wasn’t just in her mind. She really was naked.
And she wasn’t at home either.
She was in a hotel room. She knew that just from looking around. It had a desk and a table in the corner for people to sit at but it had the sort of familiarity that almost all hotel rooms had, a coffee maker and a mirror and a TV and carpet that existed less for aesthetics and more for the fact that it was easy to clean but in the end, it was still a hotel room.
It was a hotel room, and she had no idea how she’d gotten there.
How had she gotten there, she wondered. Her mind ... she couldn’t seem to think. It was like there was a sort of staticky snow that was permeating her mind but whatever it was, it was like she just couldn’t seem to concentrate.
How had she gotten there?
She had to get out of there she told herself as she pulled herself up off of the bed.
And that’s when she realized it. She had no idea where her clothes were, or as she looked around the room, if she had any clothes at all.
She was still trying to figure out just what the heck was going on when she heard the sound of someone at the door and moments later, the door was being pushed open and a man was standing there in the doorway. She looked at the man and the man looked at her and Ginny was sure she’d never seen the man before.
“Ah,” the man said, “I see you’re up.”
“Yes,” Ginny said as that seemed the most reasonable thing to say.
“I went down to get a bite to eat,” the man explained, “but I thought I’d let you sleep.”
Who the heck was this guy, Ginny wondered.
The man looked at her. “You don’t know me, do you?”
Ginny shook her head.
“Ah well, I suppose that’s for the best, don’t you think?”
What was for the best, Ginny wondered. How was she supposed to agree with the man if she didn’t even know what she was agreeing to.
“You look worried.”
Ginny nodded again.
“I suppose that was to be expected, too.”
Why, Ginny wondered.
“Well, you’re certainly not going to be any good to anyone if you stay the way you are now and you’re certainly not going to enjoy yourself if you don’t know what’s going on, don’t you agree?”
Ginny nodded again. Even if she didn’t know what was going on, what the man was saying certainly made sense to her.
“Well, the first thing you should know is that everything’s fine and the second thing you should know is that you’re going to enjoy yourself immensely. After that ... no, there is no after that. Everything’s fine and you’re going to enjoy yourself. That’s all you need to know.”
He hadn’t said anything, Ginny thought and yet the weird thing was that that was just fine with her.
“You see how it is, don’t you,” the man said. “Knowing things is way overrated. Knowing things leads to responsibility and responsibility leads to worry. The way things are right now, you don’t have to worry about anything.”
Hmm, when he put it that way, it all made perfect sense. She was so lucky she didn’t have to worry.
“I’ve got something for you.”
“Something for me?”
The man nodded. “But you’ll have to sit down on the bed if you want it.”
Ginny sat down on the edge of the bed and she looked up at the man as she waited.
The man tapped the front of his jeans. “Your gift is in here,” he said.
Ginny couldn’t help but lick her lips. She knew what was in there and she knew she couldn’t wait to get it.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” the man said as Ginny’s hands moved forward. “What are you doing?”
Ginny was confused. She was sure she knew what the man had said. “You said you had something for me,” she said.
“And you think that just because I said that, it entitles you to take what I’ve got. Is that what you’re saying?”
Ginny was confused. “I just thought ... I mean, what you said—”
“I know what I said but you have to know that if you want something, you can’t just take it. You have to ask for what you want.”
Ginny nodded now. She finally understood what the man meant. “I understand,” she said.
“And?”
“And can I have what’s inside your pants?”
“What’s the magic word?”
“Please.”
“Okay. Since you’ve asked me nicely, you can have what you want.”
Ginny looked up at the man almost as if to assure herself that this wasn’t some kind of a test but if it was a test, she couldn’t seem to see what the test was.
“Go on,” the man said. “I won’t bite,” and then he chuckled. “And speaking of biting, you’d better not bite either.”
That was all it took to get Ginny. Her hands moved forward and then she was opening the man’s pants and she was unzipping his zipper.
“Go on,” the man encouraged.
Ginny’s hands pulled his jeans down and then there were his briefs. “Mmm,” she purred. She could see the ridge he made in his underwear and she knew exactly what she wanted.
Her fingers cupped their way under the waistband and as she pulled the underwear down, she marveled at the way the man’s rock hard cock just sort of popped out there in front of her.
“Would you look at that,” the man said.
Ginny just looked at the cock and then she looked up at the man. “It’s for me?” she asked.
“Don’t be silly,” the man said. “Of course it’s for you, unless of course, you don’t want it.”
“No,” Ginny said. “I want it.”
“Then it’s most definitely for you.”
That was all Ginny had to hear because in the next few moments, she was wrapping her fingers around it and then moments later, it wasn’t just her fingers that she had wrapped around the man’s cock.
“Yeah, that’s it. Suck on it.”
She was certainly doing that. In fact, she loved doing that. She loved the feel of that cock as it slid along the insides of her mouth. She loved the way her tongue could make the man moan.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. You do that so good.”
He liked it, Ginny told herself. He liked the way she sucked his cock and Ginny was proud of herself. She was proud that she sucked his cock so hard and so good.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “You’re going to make me cum.”
She wanted that, Ginny told herself. She wanted to make him cum.
“Just a little more.”
He was going to cum, Ginny thought.
“Just a little bit more.”
Just a little bit more, Ginny thought. Just a little bit more.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned.
His cock swelled and in the next moment, he was shooting his cum into Ginny’s mouth.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned again. “Oh fuck. You do that so good.”
Ginny just kept sucking that cock even as the man continued to cum.
“Fuck,” the man groaned yet again. “Oh yeah, that’s it,” he said as her mouth sucked its way to the end of his cock. “Oh fuck. That’s it.”
His cock wasn’t cumming as hard as it had been before but there was still something there for her. Her tongue played around the edge of his cock and she reveled in the way her tongue made him jump.
“Fuck,” he groaned.
The flow from his cock was definitely dwindling but she sucked his cock anyways because it seemed as if that was all she could do.
The man let her drain his cock completely before he finally took back that which was his. “You did a good job,” he said, “but then I knew you would.”
Ginny didn’t even bother to ask herself how he knew that. After all. she knew it wasn’t her place to object.
“Are you ready?” the man asked.
Ready, Ginny wondered. Ready for what and why couldn’t she remember anything?
The man grinned. “I can see you’re not ready,” he said.
“No?”
“No, of course not. You’ve got cum on your face.”
“Oh.”
“You should go get yourself cleaned up and don’t worry about it. We’ve got the time.”
What was he talking about?
“Go on,” the man said. “Go take your shower and when you’re done, I’ll have everything ready for you out here.”
Ginny still didn’t know what the man was talking about or even just who the man was. She had the feeling she should know these things but she didn’t and while she would have thought that the not knowing was something of a problem, it appeared to her as if her not knowing was just fine.
She turned on the water and she stepped into the shower and the snow in her mind seemed to intensify. It was as if the heat intensified the not knowing. It was almost as if she stood here long enough she told herself, she might actually forget who she was and God, how hot would that be, she thought, to be a mindless drone without any knowledge of her true self.
Fuck, that would be hot.
And speaking of hot, Ginny thought as she let her fingers slide between her legs, she’d been used and she’d been used recently. Her fingers rubbed her little clitty. Mmm. She liked to be used. She wanted to be used. She wanted to be used again.
Stop it, she told herself. The man had told her that they had time but she didn’t think he meant that was unlimited. It was just that ...
It was just that the water made her so hot and her fingers made her so hot and when she was as hot as she was, it was just so hard to think.
Stop it. Do what you’re supposed to do.
She lathered up her hands and she soaped up her body. She could do this, she told herself. She could do what she was supposed to do.
But then her fingers once more found their way between her legs and Ginny knew it would be nearly impossible to stop. She wanted to fuck. She wanted it that bad.
And yet, somehow she managed to pull herself back from the brink. She was so hot, she thought as she rinsed herself off. She was so fucking hot.
Her sexual heat seemed to back off a bit when the water was switched off but it didn’t go away altogether. It was still there like a background noise that was almost there and almost wasn’t but something which could be brought to life with just the merest of thoughts.
She stepped out of the shower and she dried herself off. She was ready, she told herself. She was ready for whatever the man wanted her to do. She stepped back out into the main room.
“There you are,” the man said. “I was beginning to wonder what was keeping you. I thought I might have had to come in there after you.”
Now there was a thought. Him there in the shower with her. Him fucking her hard. Him ... being him?
She shook her head. That wasn’t what he meant, or at least it wasn’t what she thought he meant.
“I laid your clothes out for you,” he said.
“What’s this?” Ginny asked.
“I told you, I laid out your clothes for you.”
Ginny looked at the clothes laid out on the bed. “I can see that,” she said, “but where’s the rest of them?”
“The rest of them?” the man asked. “I’m afraid I don’t understand.”
“This isn’t enough,” Ginny protested again. “There needs to be more.”
“Nonsense,” the man said. “This is all you need.”
Ginny looked at the clothes again. Well, maybe she thought. Maybe this was enough.
“Go on and put them on.”
Ginny reach for the tiny, black, leather skirt. There were no panties that she could see and the skirt was so short that she really did need panties, but ...
“What are you waiting for? Put it on.”
Ginny pulled the skirt up her legs and she noticed she was right. The skirt was short. In fact, it was way, way too short. Heck, the hem of her skirt barely made it down to the widest part of her hips and her ass was hanging out and without any panties, everyone would see everything she had. She couldn’t possibly wear this.
“It looks good,” the man said.
She looked at herself in the mirror. What the heck was he talking about. Couldn’t he see it was way too short?
But then again, maybe. Maybe it was okay.
“Go ahead and put the rest of it on.”
She’d put the rest of it on, Ginny told herself, just so she could see how it fit and if there were changes to be made, she could handle those later.
The top was nothing more than a black, leather corset that left absolutely nothing to the imagination and then there were the heels. Five inches were much higher than she’d ever gone before and yet there she was now in six inch heels.
“It looks good,” the man said again.
Funny, but she’d been thinking something else but now that she was looking at herself again, she couldn’t seem to remember what it was she’d been thinking before.
“And now for the final touch,” the man said.
He was holding a leather collar and Ginny willingly offered up her neck.
“There you go,” the man said as he snapped the collar into place. “How’s that feel?”
“It feels good,” the girl said.
“All better?”
“All better,” the girl said and it never even occurred to her that she no longer knew her name but then even if it had occurred to her, there was just something that was just so right about being blissfully ignorant. It was simply enough for her to be the girl or perhaps even The Girl.
The man snapped a leash onto The Girl’s collar but it wasn’t like he really needed it. The Girl was going to do what he said even if he didn’t have the leash. “Come on,” he said.
The Girl followed, of course. It would never have occurred to her to not follow as the man led her to the elevator.
They were going up although it was unclear if The Girl even noticed. She just stared placidly at the door of the elevator as the elevator went up and up and up.
“Comfortable?” the man asked.
She finally turned to look at him. “Yes,” she said.
“That’s good,” the man said and with that, The Girl went back to staring at the door in front of her.
They heard the music even before the elevator arrived but then the doors opened and what had been muffled tones was now suddenly vibrant. It was a party. That much was clear and as the music played, waiters circulated among the attendees with trays laden with all sorts of goodies.
“I imagine you want to go play,” the man said.
The Girl wasn’t sure if that was what she’d wanted. Indeed, she wasn’t sure if she’d wanted anything at all but as soon as the man said it, The Girl knew. She wanted to go play and so she gave him an eager nod.
The man just laughed as he unclipped the leash from her collar. “All right then,” he told her. “Off you go but remember, when I say it’s time to go, it’s time to go.”
Again, The Girl nodded eagerly but the man wasn’t sure if it was because she actually understood what he had to say or if it was just because she knew it was what he wanted her to do. Either way, it didn’t really matter because either way, he was going to turn her loose and let her play.
As The Girl walked out on her own, the first thing that The Girl realized was that with a few minor modifications, the women at the party were dressed almost entirely alike. Each, for instance was in heels. Each wore a short skirt which allowed her to show off her legs, and each was showing considerable skin above the skirt as well and The Girl couldn’t help but feel proud that she’d allowed herself to be dressed in just the right manner as befitted this occasion.
“Who have we here?” she heard a man ask even as he slid an arm around her waist.
The Girl turned to find a man standing beside her. At first glance, it didn’t seem as if there was anything all that spectacular about but on a second look, it was just so obvious. The man was hot. It was almost as if he were shimmering. Damn, he was so hot.
“You don’t know who you are,” the man said with a laugh.
The Girl shook her head.
“It’s too bad,” the man said. “I sometimes wish they’d let you girls keep your identities but I can understand why they don’t.”
The Girl looked at the man without comprehension.
“Is this your first time here?”
The Girl nodded although if she’d thought about it, she might have wondered how she knew what she knew but somehow it just seemed right to say that this was her first time here.
The man let his hand slide down and then he was sliding it between The Girl’s legs and The Girl realized that her pussy was wet. It was funny, The Girl thought, that she hadn’t realized it before. “The name’s Archie,” the man said. “I like you but I’ll let you have some fun first before I try you out.” and with that, Archie pulled back and then he walked away.
The Girl didn’t have long to wonder where Archie had gone or why he had left at all or even if he was going to be back because almost in the next instant, there was a man with an almost naked girl hanging off his arm standing there in front of her. “Well hello,” the man said.
“Hi.”
“You must be new here.”
“Yes.”
“I’m Gabe,” the man said with a nod to the girl on his arm. “And this is Betty Lou. And you are?”
The Girl shrugged.
The man laughed. “It’s a trick question. I already knew you didn’t know the answer to that.”
God, he was smart.
“Are you wearing any panties?”
The Girl shook her head and again the man laughed. “I already knew the answer to that,” he said. “I can see you’re not wearing any panties.”
Damn, he was smart, The Girl thought and she could feel herself getting wetter because smart men always turned her on.
“Why don’t you turn around for us,” Gabe said.
The Girl, of course, did exactly what she was told to do and it wasn’t long before she felt her skirt being lifted up and then she felt a pair of lips kissing her ass.
“I think Betty Lou likes you,” Gabe said.
The Girl said nothing as Betty Lou kissed her ass.
“I think I like you, too,” Gabe said. “Has anyone ever told you you have a beautiful ass?”
The Girl shook her head. She couldn’t remember anyone ever having told her that but then she wasn’t sure how much that meant but what did mean something was that Gabe liked her ass.
“Her name’s not really Betty Lou,” Gabe said, “but she doesn’t know what her name is either so that’s what I call her. Would you like Betty Lou to lick your ass?”
“Yeah,” The Girl moaned.
“I thought you would. You know I like you but then I had a feeling about you right from the beginning. You know what?”
The Girl moaned as Betty Lou pulled her cheeks apart and then she felt the other girl’s tongue sliding in between her cheeks. Betty Lou was actually doing it, The Girl thought. She was actually licking her ass.
“You know what?” the man asked again.
“What?”
“I like you, too, so I think I’m going to call you Mary Sue. How’s that sound?”
“It sounds good.”
“I kind of thought it would. Betty Lou, if you please, I have something here I’d like you to help me with.”
“Yes?”
“Betty Lou here was saying she wanted to suck my cock.”
“I did not.”
“Well, maybe you didn’t say it outright but you wouldn’t mind doing it, would you?”
Betty Lou giggled. “No, of course not,” she gushed. “I wouldn’t mind sucking your cock.”
“You can see how accommodating Betty Lou is, can’t you?”
The other girl nodded. She could definitely see that.
“Perhaps you wouldn’t mind showing me how accommodating you could be.”
“How?”
“I think Betty Lou here needs to have her pussy licked.”
“Wait a minute. You want me to lick her pussy?”
“Sure. Why not?”
Why not, she thought and yet even as she tried to tell herself that there should be a reason why not, she just couldn’t seem to remember what that reason was.
“Go ahead,” Gabe encouraged her.
The Girl knelt down behind Betty Lou and then her hands were holding Betty Lou’s ass and her face was sliding forward.
“Go on,” the man said. “We haven’t got all day.”
She was sliding forward and then her tongue was sliding between Betty Lou’s legs and she could hear Betty Lou moan before her mouth once more came back to Gabe’s cock.
“I think Betty Lou likes you, Mary Sue.”
Mary Sue could see that.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “You’re a good slut, Mary Sue,” he said. “Did you know that?”
Mary Sue didn’t say anything.
“I think someone needs to get her pussy fucked. What do you think, Mary Sue?”
Mary Sue looked up and then she nodded.
“Lie down, Mary Sue.”
Mary Sue laid down and without even being told to do it, she spread her legs for the man.
“Oh yes, that’s a good girl, Mary Sue. You do know exactly what you want, don’t you?”
She did know what she wanted and it was such a good thing that she’d been wearing such a short skirt and no panties she thought as Gabe slid his way into her willing pussy because it meant she was going to get exactly what she wanted.
Or was it what she needed?
Or did it matter?
“Do you like that Mary Lou?”
“Yes.”
“I can tell you do,” Gabe said, “but do you know what?”
“What?”
“I think Betty Lou here would like to get her pussy licked. You wouldn’t mind doing that now, would you, Mary Lou?”
She really didn’t want to do it but that wasn’t what came out. What came out was, “No, I wouldn’t mind that.”
“I didn’t think you would,” Gabe said and that was all it took for Betty Lou to move in over Mary Lou and to settle her pussy down on Mary Lou’s face and it wasn’t all that hard to do. After all, while Betty Lou was wearing a little pink skirt, it was just as short as the one Mary Sue was wearing and of course, just like her, Betty Lou wasn’t wearing any panties and besides, there was just something so erotic about licking a girl’s pussy while that unseen cock continued to fuck her pussy.
Her hands came up to find Betty Lou’s plump ass even as Betty Lou’s pussy continued to ride her face and still that cock fucked her.
“Fuck,” she heard the man groan and that’s when she felt it. He was cumming in her pussy and he wasn’t the only one who was cumming. Almost at the same time, Betty Lou was cumming, too, and still Mary Sue continued to lick at that pussy.
Mary Sue could feel Gabe pulling his cock back. “Betty Lou,” he said.
It was all he had to say and then Betty Lou was wordlessly pulling back as well.
Gabe helped Mary Sue to her feet. “You were fun,” he told the girl. “I hope you enjoy the rest of the party and Mary Sue nodded and as Gabe and Betty Lou went of in search of what The Girl thought was going to be someone else to fuck, The Girl found herself already missing their presence. Sure, she knew, the only reason they’d wanted her around was because they wanted to fuck her but still, that was what she was there for, wasn’t it? Wasn’t it her purpose in life to go out and get her pussy fucked?
A waiter came by and The Girl took a treat from the tray that was offered to her before the waiter moved on by.
She needed something to drink, The Girl decided, not that she wouldn’t have cared for a cock instead but since none of those seemed immediately available, she went off in search of something to drink.
There was a bar set up and The Girl stood in line as she waited to get a drink. More than once, someone copped a feel of her bottom and while The Girl would have been more than willing to have that clandestine grab turn into something more, when it didn’t, she instead retained her place in line.
“What can I do for ya?” the bartender asked when The Girl made it to the front of the line.
“I’d like to get something to drink,” The Girl said.
“Well obviously,” the bartender said, “but what exactly do you want to drink?”
The Girl hadn’t thought she’d be asked that and she realized she had no idea what the answer was.
“You mind if I make a suggestion,” the bartender asked.
“Please.”
“How about a white wine,” the man suggested. “Women like white wine.”
“Oh, um, okay.”
“You want a white wine?”
“Yes.”
“One wine coming up,” the man said.
The Girl stepped away from the bartender with her drink in hand but she’d barely gotten more than a few feet away when a man stopped her. “Hey there, Gorgeous,” the man said.
The Girl sipped her drink as she looked at the man. “Hi,” she said.
“I see you got yourself a drink,” the man said.
The Girl looked at the drink in her hand almost as if she were noticing it for the very first time. “Yeah,” she said.
“That’s too bad,” the man said, “because I was wondering if you might be able to help me and my friend.”
“What would I have to do?” The Girl asked.
“Well the first thing you’d have to do is to suck our cocks.”
“I can do that,” The Girl offered.
“But you’d have to put down your drink,” the man said.
“I can do that, too,” The Girl said again and then she saw a nearby table and she set the drink down. “Now what?”
“Well, like I said. You’d have to suck our cocks.”
“Okay. Where?”
“How about right here?”
“What?”
“How about we do it right here. Get down on your knees.”
The Girl never even questioned why it was wrong to get down on her knees or to let a whole room full of people watch her do what she was clearly about to do. She just did it.
The other man had his cock out now and there was another man like him The Girl noticed.
“Open your mouth and show us your tongue.”
The Girl let her jaw fall open and suddenly, there was her tongue.
“I love getting my cock sucked by pretty, young things without a brain in their heads,” the man said even as he put the head of his cock right there on her tongue.
The Girl didn’t have to be told twice what to do. She just closed her mouth around the guy’s cock.
“There you go.” the man told her. “Suck that cock.”
The Girl, of course, did exactly what she was told to do.
“Hey now, what about me?”
The Girl’s mouth released its hold on the cock she was sucking and her head swiveled around to look at the other man’s cock but then she wasn’t just looking at his cock. She was opening her mouth and taking the man inside.
“Oh yeah,” the man groaned.
“Hey,” said the other man. “Over here.”
Once more, The Girl’s head swiveled back around and she took the first man’s cock inside her mouth. She knew she was drawing a crowd but really, she just didn’t care. These men were telling her what to do and really, that was what she really wanted.
And then her head was back again, sucking on the second man’s cock.
“Fuck yeah,” the first man groaned as The Girl’s mouth once more came back to his cock. “There’s nothing I like better than a little cock sucking girl.”
“Nothing,” the other man said.
“Well, maybe not exactly nothing, but damn it’s good.”
“You got that right,” the other man agreed. “but you know what?”
“What’s that?”
“Our little girlie here is such a good, little cock sucker that I have a feeling she might just get me off.”
The other man laughed. “That’s what she’s supposed to do,” he told his buddy.
“Yeah,” the other man groaned, “but she may be doing her job a little bit too well.”
“How’s that?”
The only answer the other man gave was a low groan and then his cock was shooting his load over the girl’s face and in the next instant, her mouth was stroking his cock even as one of her hands stroked the other man’s cock.
“Fuck man,” the other man said. “Look at her suck on your cock.”
The other man didn’t say anything. He just let The Girl suck his cock dry and when she had, she was turning her attention back to the other man.
“Yeah, you want some of this,” the man taunted her. “You want to suck on this cock?”
But The Girl didn’t answer him with words. Instead, she just sucked on his cock.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned.
And The Girl just kept right on sucking.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned again. “Oh fuck. You’re going to make me cum.”
And still, she kept sucking.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m cumming.”
The Girl wrapped her lips even tighter around his cock and she just kept sucking away on his cock.
“Fuck,” the man groaned when The Girl finally let go of his cock. “Fuck. You really did make me cum.”
The Girl didn’t say anything.
“I guess we’d better let you get back to the party,” the man said. “After all, I’m sure there are plenty of others out there that are just waiting to try someone like you out.”
The Girl didn’t really understand what he meant but then she had the feeling she didn’t really have to understand. She’d run along if for no other reason because that was what she’d been told to do and she’d see what came along when she did.
There were lots of girls like her at the party, she realized. Most were like her, nearly naked but not quite, but enough so that they could say they weren’t exactly naked, like the girl who was sporting a pair of crotchless panties or the blond who was wearing a pink feather boa and absolutely nothing else.
And then there were the other women. There weren’t that many of those, but those women were dressed.
Well sort of dressed, The Girl thought. After all, they were dressed in leather and they clearly weren’t undressed and while these women looked to be more in command of their situations than any of the other women might have been, for the life of her, The Girl couldn’t understand why these women didn’t strip off their clothes and run around nearly naked just like she was. It certainly seemed as if they’d be a whole lot more happier if they did that, The Girl thought, because if they did that, then they wouldn’t have to worry about telling everyone else what they wanted them to do.
“Hello, again.”
The Girl looked up to see a man standing over her. She’d seen this guy before but she couldn’t remember where.
“You don’t remember me, do you. We met earlier. The name’s Archie.”
The Girl nodded although honestly, she was still trying to remember just where it was that she’d met the man.
“You’ll have to excuse George and Andy,” the man said. “The two of them do tend to get a bit carried away with their public demonstrations but hey, that’s what they like.”
The Girl nodded again. She wondered if that were the names of the men she’d just sucked.
“Me, I like things a little bit more private if you know what I mean.”
The Girl nodded again.
“Do you know what I mean?”
The Girl nodded again and then she realized she really didn’t have any idea what he was talking about so she shook her head.
Archie just laughed at that. Archie put a hand out. “I like you. You’re fun. Come on. I think I want to try you out.”
The Girl took the hand that was offered and she let the man help her to her feet. She knew she was going to follow him wherever he wanted to take her.
Where he wanted to take her was a bedroom. He switched on the lights and he closed the door behind them. “I’m glad we could be alone,” he sad.
The Girl nodded.
“You know, I’ve had my eye on you ever since you arrived here.”
The Girl nodded again.
“You’ve been enjoying yourself so far?”
Again, The Girl nodded.
“That’s good but I think I’ve got something you’re going to like even better.”
“What?”
“The first thing you need to do is to kneel on the bed.”
“You mean like this?”
“Sort of but I want you turn around.”
“You mean like this?”
“Yeah. I mean like that,” Archie said and The Girl could feel him climbing up onto the bed. “Now lean forward.”
The Girl leaned forward just as she’d been told to do and that’s when she felt Archie’s hand sliding in between her legs.
“Do you like this?” he asked.
“Uh huh.”
“It was a rhetorical question,” Archie said.
“A what?”
“A rhetorical question. It means I already knew the answer.”
“Oh.”
“And I think I know what you really want.”
“What?”
“Something like this.”
The Girl couldn’t help but moan as she felt Archie slide his cock between her legs.
“I told you you were going to like this.”
“I love it,” the girl moaned.
“I kind of thought you would.”
“You’re going so deep.”
“And I’m going deeper still.”
The Girl moaned. Archie was going to make her cum.
“Are you going to cum?”
“Yes.”
“Then I guess i better give you this.”
The Girl couldn’t help but moan as she felt the man cum in her pussy. This was exactly what she wanted.
“How was that?” Archie asked when they were done.
“It was great,” The Girl gushed.
Archie stood and he put his pants on. “Good. Another satisfied customer. You know, I’ll let you stay here but I’ve got a party to attend.”
The Girl nodded and with that, Archie left the room.
He’d turned out the lights as he left and so The Girl was left there alone in the dark. She had no reason to do anything because no one had bothered to tell her what to do so she stayed there alone in the dark with the feel of Archie’s cum in her pussy.
It was some time later when the door to the room finally opened and the lights came up. The Girl had no idea how much time had passed but it didn’t matter. She was still there on the bed and there on her back with Archie’s cum still in her cunt just like she’d been left before and there in the door was a man but he wasn’t just any man, The Girl realized. He was The Man. He was the one who’d brought her to this party.
“There you are,” the man said. “I’ve been looking all over for you.”
The Girl said nothing.
“Come on. It’s time to go.”
The Girl got up and she followed the man out of the room.
The party had begun to wind down, The Girl saw. Most of the guests had left or at least had taken the goings on to more private locations although there were still a few people there. One girl was on her knees servicing the cocks of a couple of men much as she had serviced George and Andy.
And over there, a girl was bent over the back of a couch while the man who was fucking her alternately sipped champagne from a bottle and poured some of the bottles contents over the girl’s exposed ass.
And there off to the right was a man sandwiched between two girls. The first girl was face down on the couch while the man pumped his cock into her pussy while the other one was lying on top of him and using a strap-on on his ass.
But The Girl hardly had time for that because the man she was with was urging her on. “Come on,” he said.
She came, following him out to the elevator.
“Did you have fun?” he asked as they waited for the elevator to come.
The Girl nodded.
“I’m glad,” the man said and then he reached out for the collar. He unsnapped it and ...
Ginny was at home.
She was in her bedroom and for a moment, she might have convinced herself that it was all just a dream, except ...
Except that she was naked.
Except that she was still wearing the heels she’d worn from the night before.
Except that she still had a pussy that was full of cum.
She still had no idea just what the heck had happened or who the heck those people were but one thing was certain. Whatever had happened and whoever those people were, it had definitely really happened.