Change Of Luck

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Change of Luck

By Not My Story

Notmystory@Gmail.com

Jason Lewis had considered himself one of the luckiest men in the world, before

that night. He had been lucky enough to marry the most gorgeous woman he had

ever met. His wife Kelly stood nearly 6 foot tall, and had the figure of a playboy

bunny, at 38c-25-36 with an angelic face to match. At thirty-three, she still

turned heads even in a room filled with women fifteen years younger than her.

She had given him two wonderful children, and was a wonderful homemaker as

well. On top of all that, she still looked as fit and toned as she did when

she was a college tennis player.

Jason sat and watched appreciably as yet another college aged admirer the third

of the evening, stood at their table asking her for a dance. He watched smiling as

her long blonde hair whipped around into her face as she turned suddenly startled

by the young man’s presence to look at the latest admirer asking for her company.

Kelly’s mind was now completely dazed and confused by the alcohol and drugs running

through her system. She looked up at him with a silly smile plastered on her face trying

to register what he had said to her. Kelly was still trying to process his question when

Jason told her latest admirer that she would have to pass. After seeing him walk away

Jason went back to telling Kelly all of the wicked things that he was going to do with her,

once he got her back to their hotel room.

Jason’s biggest complaint about his lovely wife had always been her prudishness in the

bedroom and he had made sure she was well aware of it. He couldn't believe how cold and

old fashioned she was regarding their sex life. She never allowed him to even look upon her

naked body, let alone touch and explore its long tanned perfection.

Over the years of their relationship he had tried everything to spice up their sex lives.

Jason had asked to see her naked beauty to gaze upon her nude form but was always denied.

He had begged her to pleasure him orally, or at the very least allow him the opportunity

to orally service her, but she wouldn't hear of it. They often fought over his desire to at

least try new positions in their love making, but no amount of begging, or threats, or

even fighting, had changed her mind in their eight years of marriage. He was so tired of

the missionary position, but it was the only way of love making that she would allow when she

would allow them to have sex. He had the sexiest woman around, but couldn't enjoy

her company in the ways that he so desperately wanted to.

He had intentionally walked in on her in the shower once, and the incident almost

led the couple to divorce, Jason had spent the next two nights sleeping

in his truck over that incident. The worst thing about his plight was that Kelly

was by no means shy about her body. She would dress in the sexiest of outfits,

layout in the backyard in her tiny yellow bikini, for all the neighborhood to see, and would

happily wear the tightest fitting dresses that he would pick out for her,

proud to show off her sexy body, and long shapely legs. But no matter how much

he begged her, or fought with her, he couldn't get her to loosen up in their

sex life.

He had tried to pry out the reasons for her behavior on more than one occasion but

each effort had led to horrible fights. She never seemed to enjoy their love making, and

would allow only the least amount of physical contact to get the job done.

She would drive him mad with lust, wearing the sexiest of outfits, while

looking like a super model, but then she'd turn frigid once they were back in

their bedroom.

Tonight she was wearing a tight black mini-skirt; a thin halter top, stopping two inches

above her skirt, showcasing her tanned, toned belly, and the gold ring piercing her navel.

It was going to be a special night after all, he had thought to himself. He hadn’t planned

on using his “game night” this early on their trip but Kelly’s outfit had changed his mind.

He had only asked if she needed to get ready before they got some dinner and asked if she

might want to go dancing afterwards. He was stunned when she walked out of the hotel's

bathroom dressed as she was and immediately went to the bathroom himself to get the capsule

from his shaving kit. He hadn't even asked her to get all "Sexified", as he liked

to call it, when she dressed as sultry as she had tonight.

The couple had come to Glendale Arizona to watch the Fiesta bowl game. Kelly,

the ever the loving wife, had managed to buy a couple of tickets to the game,

in an effort to be extra nice to her husband, sort of in exchange for being so

frigid in bed. It was the first time in their lifetime that Jason's college

team had made it to a bowl game, and she knew how badly he wanted to go. She

had bought the tickets expecting him to take one of his hunting buddies, or

his cousin, who usually went to the home games with him. She was more than

happily surprised when he asked her to go to the game with him. She told him

that she had gotten the tickets for him and he should take one of his friends with him,

but after his insistence that she go with him, she agreed to join him.

She found herself getting excited about the trip, and looked forward to

spending a week in sunny, warm Arizona, during the middle of the cold dreary

Kansas winter. Her act of kindness toward her husband had led him to buy

her a new Bow Flex and a tennis racquet, in appreciation, in addition to him

being even kinder and sweeter than usual. She really loved her gifts and his

kindness, so she had also agreed to his request to allow him to play the "game"

with her, while they were on their trip, happy to please him.

It had been almost a year earlier that the couple had first played "the game",

and used the drug. Jason had loved it, and couldn't have been more grateful to

her for going along with it. After years of complaining of how prudish and cold

she was in the bedroom, he had suggested that she allow him to give her a

little Rohypnol to loosen her up, and made a "game" of it. He pitched the idea

to her for two years, showing her countless articles, from the Internet, of how

harmless the drug was, other than the expected side effects of removing a

woman's inhibitions, and of course she wouldn't remember anything about what

had happened while under the influence of the drug.

He told her several fantastic stories that he'd heard from his friends who used

it with their wives and girlfriends, and even showed her some of the pills that

a friend had given him while on a hunting trip to Canada. Even under all of

his pressure, she wasn't convinced. She'd never used an illegal drug, and was

terrified just by the thought of taking a drug that was banned. He would bring

it up during each of their fights, which were happening far more frequently

over the years. He even begged and pleaded with her to just give it a chance

and try it!

Surprisingly, just when he had all but given up on the idea, she finally gave

in and agreed to try it, tired of him constantly begging her to try it,

combined with his constant complaints about her being overly modest, not to

mention being unresponsive and overly inhibited in bed. The first time that

they had played his little "game", he had given her the Rohypnol at home, after

dinner, and WOW!!, what a night he had in bed with her. She was a completely

different woman in bed with the drug. He had finally gotten to enjoy his wife

the way that he had always wanted to enjoy their sex life. She had been so free

spirited and uninhibited that night, and had done all of the things that he had

always wanted her to do to him, and had also allowed him to do all of the

things that he had always wanted to do to her, without the slightest hesitation.

Kelly had woken up late the next morning, naked in bed, with absolutely no

memories of the previous night's events. But the best part of the ordeal for

Kelly, was how Jason had reacted after that night. He had been so happy with

her for the months that followed, that he had showered her with more love than

he had since their first year of marriage, and with such unbelievably expensive

nice gifts.

So she had agreed to play the "game" again six months later, knowing how happy

it would make him. This time, they had gone out for a night on the town,

leaving the kids at her folks. He had put the Rohypnol in her drink at the

club where they had gone dancing. Kelly had no memory of anything from that

night the next morning, but Jason insisted that she had been great fun that

night, and again he couldn't stop thanking her for going along with it. So

when he asked about playing "the game" again on this trip, she had reluctantly

agreed, after a week of his relentless begging, not seeing any harm in it, as

the first two encounters hadn't hurt her. Sure she would wake up groggy with

no memory of the night's events, but also with a very grateful husband, who

would shower her with gifts for months to come.

Not only had Jason gotten her to agree to play "the game" again on their trip,

but she had also agreed to change the rules a little, and allow him to surprise

her with it. She had agreed to allow him to slip her the drug without telling

her about it first, like he had in the past, to add an element of surprise to

their "game".

After seeing how she had dressed for their night out, he had decided to play

the "game" on this, their first night out of town. He had slipped the Rohypnol

into her drink earlier that night, when she had gone to the restroom, unaware

that anyone else had seen him do it. Unfortunately for the couple, a woman as

stunningly beautiful as Kelly garners lots of male attention. The bartenders'

eyes, like those of most of the clubs male patrons, were drawn to her table,

and while glancing up at her table, he had observed Jason slip the drug into

her drink, and immediately buzzed for a bouncer.

He attempted to keep a closer eye on the table, while waiting for security to

respond, but had eventually gotten distracted by the bustle of the busy bar.

He hadn't seen the tall blonde return to the table, or at her date's insistence

finish her drink, before the couple returned to the dance floor. It had taken

a bouncer twenty minutes to respond to the bartender, as both members of the

club's security force had been kept busy dealing with a crowd gathered around

an accident in the parking lot. The club was much busier than usual, with the

large crowds in town for the game, and their staff was stretched thin. After

finally making their way back inside the establishment, the bartender was able

to inform them about what he had witnessed, although he was himself unwilling

to confront the man who was physically much larger than he, a short thin

bartender was.

Ten minutes later, both bouncers approached Jason and Kelly's table. It was

immediately obvious that the young woman had been drugged. The hot blonde

barely looked up from her seat when they stepped up to the table, and she went

immediately back to staring glassy eyed at her date, looking both dazed and

confused, with a silly little smile plastered on her face.

A table of young men sitting across the room had also watched the events

unfold, and knew someone had done their dirty work for them. The group had made

it a habit of picking up women in local clubs and bars, and showing them their

idea of a good time. Things had been getting tougher for them lately, after

the police had been contacted by several women who had been drugged at local

clubs and bars, and then raped. These stories had been profiled on the local

news, and as a result, local clubs had tightened their security. Local clubs

and bars had been told to be on the lookout for suspicious activities, and to

contact the police immediately.

The group had been watching the attractive blonde, and had commented on just

how much fun they could have with such a beauty, when they watched her date

slip the drug into her drink just after she had left to go to the restroom.

They had watched the events unfold in front of them, from their table across

the room, taking note that the bartender had also seen the man slip the drug

into the leggy blonde's drink. The group sat waiting to see what the bartender

would do, and after fifteen minutes of apparently doing nothing, they thought

that perhaps he hadn't seen what had happened after all.

On a dare, the wildest of the bunch went over to ask the blonde for a dance,

telling the others that he would lead her out the backdoor, if he could get

her onto dance floor with him. But he was told by the blonde's date that she

wasn't interested, and when he saw the club's bouncers heading towards her

table, he quickly left, heading back to his friends. They knew that they would

have to move quickly, if they wanted a crack at the sexy blonde, and quickly

devised a plan to snare the beauty, after watching the bouncers approach her,

table. One of the bouncers then led the blonde's date away, and took him to

the club's office, while the other one stayed behind at the table with the

drugged woman.

That's when the group moved quickly into action. The first part of their

hastily formed plan began with three of the men starting a fight amongst

themselves, ensuring that they made enough noise to get the attention of

everyone in the club. Two more of the group moved in and quickly helped the

gorgeous blonde up from her table, and led her away, the moment that the

bouncer went to break up the fight. With everyone in the club now distracted

by the fight on the opposite side of the room, the two men rushed the blonde

out the back door of the club. The final member of the group had left the club

just before the fight broke out, and hurried to his car, which he quickly

pulled around to the back door, in order to whisk their prey away, before

anyone noticed. Ten minutes after he drove away with their catch, the other

five men where en route to the planned rendezvous, to get the party started.

Jason sat in the cluttered office, scared to death. The bouncer stood over him

reading him the riot act, and telling him just how much trouble he was in,

obviously not believing Jason's story. Finally twenty minutes into the

questioning, and after securing Jason to a chair with a pair of handcuffs, the

bouncer agreed to look at Kelly's ID, to see if she was in fact his wife, but

not before calling the police. The bouncer returned over 35 minutes later with

the police. That's when he learned that Kelly was no longer at the table, but

her purse was still sitting on the seat of their booth, a thorough search of

the building and parking lot had failed to locate her.

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Kelly found the ride to the party an adventure in itself. She found herself

lying across the front seat of the car, with a warm, hard cock in her mouth,

as the driver clutched her silky blonde hair, as he helped to guide her head

up and down on his prick. She was so relaxed and out of it, that she had no

idea as to what was happening, or why, but because of the drugs, she didn't

really care. Her mind was now so confused, that she hadn't understood all of

the talk and commotion going on around her.

What a strange night this had turned out to be. First she had been dancing and

having a great time with her husband. Then they sat down, and Jason started

talking dirty to her. He told her of all of the fun that they were going to

have when they got back to the hotel, going into graphic detail on all of the

things that they were going to do. That's when those two mean guys, the

bouncers came, and wanted to talk to Jason, alone. The smaller of the two told

her to just wait right there, and then he left with Jason, the other guy stayed

there with her. He kept asking her if she was alright, and if she needed him

to call anyone, asking if there was anyone who could help her. But she kept

telling him that she was fine, and kept asking about Jason. All he would tell

her was not to worry about Jason, that they would take care of him. But she

didn't understand what that meant?

Jason and the other one had only been gone for a couple of minutes, when he

angrily barked at her not to move, and then ran off in a hurry. That's when

the other two guys came over to her table and told her that they had come to

take her to the party. They too acted like jerks, and had been in such a hurry,

not even giving her a chance to talk. They seemed as pushy as the guy that had

wanted to talk with Jason. They pulled her up out of her seat roughly and

walked her out the back door of the club in a hurry. She hadn't even had a

chance to grab her purse. Then they told her to get in the car. And as soon as

she fell into the front seat, it took off, even before she could get her seat

belt on.

So there she was with this guy that she had never met before, and he wasn't

talking. She looked around, attempting to make sense of what was happening,

and when she couldn't she finally spoke up and asked him about Jason. "Where's

Jason? He is coming right?" she asked, looking at him, her face showing her

confusion. "Jason is coming to the party, right?" she repeated.

The stranger took his eyes off of the road just long enough to look over and

smile at her. "Sure honey, Jason's coming to the party. Just relax and enjoy

the ride." he replied with a smug voice, nodding his head confidently.

As they approached the next stop light, he turned to look at her appreciatively,

and raising his eyebrows cockily asked. "So tell me sweetness, you want to get

the party started right now?"

Party started? Sure she liked partying and dancing. She even enjoyed singing

Karaoke. "Sure, that sounds like fun. I like to party." she replied, all of her

social inhibitions lowered dramatically by the effects of the Rohypnol. She

felt this need to please those around her.

Stopped at the red light, the smile on his face broadened even wider, as he

looked back over at her, while unbuttoning and unzipping his slacks, and then

pulling his semi-erect prick out. He then undid her seat belt, and pulled her

over to him, kissing her on the lips passionately.

Happy to see no signs of resistance from her, he forced his tongue into her

mouth, exploring it. Seeing the light turn green, he broke his lip lock with

her, and then forced her head into his lap, telling her to, "Blow me." Unable

to resist his wishes, she took his cock into her mouth gently, and started

sucking it. She wasn't even bothered when he pulled her head up and down by

her hair, his hand gripping a handful of her long beautiful blonde hair

painfully.

"God!" she thought to herself, "I shouldn't be doing this, as I haven't ever

done it for Jason."

After being raped in college, she swore that she would never do things such as

this again, but there she was sucking on this stranger's cock and she couldn't

figure out why, but at the moment she didn't really care. She bobbed her head

up and down on the cock for twenty minutes, sloppily gulping on the man's tool.

He had climaxed, shooting off in her mouth, after the first fifteen minutes of

her oral attentions. When he came, he had forced her head down into his crotch,

smashing her nose into his musty pelvic hair, and not letting her head up,

until well after he had stopped spraying his hot milky semen into the deepest

recesses of her mouth.

After allowing her head up for a few seconds, to catch her breath, he forced

her mouth back down onto his cock, and helped her to resume her pace of moving

up and down on his shaft. She continued sucking his now softening cock, as he

continued guiding her head up and down over his slick shaft.

When the car finally came to a stop, he shut off the lights and engine, but

remained in the car, while she continued sucking his cock with a steady rhythm.

Several minutes after they had stopped, the passenger's door of the car swung

open and another man said angrily, "You ass hole! You couldn't even wait until

we all got here! You had to get started without us didn't you?"

The man that she was giving the blow job to released her hair, lifting his

hands as if to surrender. Even though she was now able to move her head freely,

Kelly continued sucking the cock, not bothering to stop, even though someone

else was standing over her with the car door open.

"Come on honey, we can continue this inside." The man who had opened the door

told her, as he grabbed her arm and pulled her from the car.

Kelly's new friend, the driver, pulled the keys from the ignition, and got out

of the car.

"Well, was she any good?" the other man asked, as his partner tucked in his

prick, before buttoning his pants up.

"Sure was! She's a mighty fine little cock sucker. And damned, does she ever

look sweet." he replied, while zipping up his pants, as the trio walked to the

front door of the house. The man guiding her by the arm released her, and

after digging his keys out, unlocked and opened the door, motioning them in.

Kelly mindlessly followed the men into the living room, where her partner from

the car pushed her down onto the red leather couch.

"So Jack called, and is stopping off to get some booze. Eddie was gonna run by

and buy a couple doses of E, and other party drugs, and Nick was swinging by

his place to grab the camera's and other stuff. So anyway, we'd better wait

for them, otherwise they're gonna be pissed." the man who had let them in said.

As he finished speaking, a third man walked into the room. Kelly recognized

him through her spinning mind, as one of the men who had helped from her table

at the bar, and pushed her out to the car.

"Holy shit! She is fucking smokin' hot." the man who had just entered exclaimed.

"Look at those fucking legs! They just don't stop. Man you are sure one fine

looking lady, I gotta tell ya." he added, as he dropped onto the couch next to

her. He quickly slid one arm behind her, and over her shoulder. His other hand

fell onto her leg, and began caressing her knee.

"Chill dude, you know that we have to wait for everyone to get here." said the

man who had let them into the house.

"Duh! I know that Chris, but we can get to know her. I mean shit, we are here

way earlier than usual. Shit, it's just 7:30 now, and we're already here with

our date. We have never found a honey and nabbed her this fast before." said

the man now softly massaging her knee.

"I know. That's my point. We've got plenty of time, and I don't want to piss

off the others. It just ain't worth it. We've got all night with her, so take

it easy Eric." Chris said, shaking his head.

"I'm just going to get to know her better cuz. Find out who we got here." Eric

said, pulling Kelly closer to him.

Chris and the other man, Johnny, each took a seat in the two leather recliners

right across from the couch.

"So what's her name?" Eric asked his two fellow conspirators, both of whom sat

shaking their heads.

Turning his attention back the succulent blonde at his side, Eric began his

questioning. "I'm sorry gorgeous, but I didn't catch you name?" Eric queried.

"Kelly, haha, Kelly Lewis." she replied, giggling while slurring her speech.

She blushed at how nice he was being, and felt complimented by him calling her

gorgeous.

"Kelly, now that's a pretty name. A pretty name, for a very pretty girl. How

old are you Kelly, you pretty girl?" Eric asked, laying it on thick for her.

"You're not supposed to ask a lady how old she is." she giggled, but then

leaned closer to him and whispered into his ear. "I'm thirty-three."

"Thirty-three huh! You don't look a day over twenty one. You look great." Eric

said for the benefit of his friends, who had attempted to lean in to hear what

she said.

"Oh, thank you very much." Kelly cooed back at him, now really out of it.

"So where abouts do you live sweetness?" Eric asked, while moving his hand

farther up her leg, closer to her skirt.

"uhm, Shawnee." she replied laying her head on his shoulder.

"Where is Shawnee at dear?" he pried, looking to his friends for a clue, not

having heard of the place himself.

"It's in Kansas Silly. You know, near Kansas City." she replied.

"Oh Kansas City. What are you doing way down south here honey?" Chris asked,

deciding to get into the conversation.

"I'm here for the game, the big bowl game." she replied, still giggling.

"Oh, you must be one of the cheerleaders." Eric interjected, still sucking up

to the drugged woman.

"No you big silly, I'm just here to watch the game." she responded.

"Well, who was that dude you were with at the club? The one sitting at the

table with you?" Johnny asked, now getting into the questioning.

"That was Jason!" she replied, frowning at him.

"And Jason ISSSS???" Eric asked playfully.

"My husband silly." she said, slapping his leg. "He's coming to the party."

looking over at Johnny, remembering what he told her in the car.

"Oh yeah, right. He should be here soon. But where's your wedding ring at

precious?" Johnny asked her.

"Jason took it to the shop, he's getting the diamond that fell out replaced in

it for me. Isn't he the sweetest?" she replied.

"Sure is." Eric responded, looking at his friends with a giant smile on his

face. "So you and hubby have any Kids?" he asked.

"Two." she answered.

"Two huh. How old are the Munchkins?" he asked.

"Ty is five, and Kristen is six." she replied, looking at his hand as it

slowly rubbed her leg, not even hearing the front door open and then close.

Jack then walked in the room, a case of beer in one hand and bag of booze in

the other. "WOW!" he exclaimed, as he entered the room, and looked at the sexy

blonde, her head on his friend's shoulder, while his friend's hand was on her

leg.

"You got some glasses for this shit?" he asked, setting the alcohol on the

table, before sitting down on the couch on the other side of the drugged woman.

Chris stood up and left, going into the kitchen to grab some glasses, and a

bucket of ice.

"So Kelly, did you know that your husband, Jason, dropped something into your

drink tonight at the club?" Eric asked the poor girl, using his name to bring

Jack up to speed.

"I knew that he would!" she laughed, rolling her eyes. "He couldn't resist,

seeing me in this outfit. I just wanted to get it over with." she went on.

"Get what over with?" Johnny chimed in.

"His stupid game." she chuckled "So that I'll do what he wants in the bedroom,

because he knows that I won't do it any other way." she replied, coyly spilling

her guts.

"What? I don't get it. So you'll do what he wants in the bedroom. What, you're

not a prude, are you?" Johnny asked. "Why would he need to slip something into

your drink for that?"

"Do you know what he put in you drink Kelly?" Eric asked, before she had a

chance to answer Johnny's question.

"Yeah." she snickered, "Roh... rohi.." she tried to get the word out, but just

couldn't get her lips to work.

"Rohypnol! Is that what it was" Eric tried to help her.

"Yeah, that's it. That's what he uses." she replied, happy that he knew what

she was trying to say.

Jack had started to rub her chest, over the top of her halter top, drawing her

eyes down to look at the stranger's hand, now groping her huge tits.

"So why would he have to drug you honey?" Eric asked, wanting to know more.

"I don't know. I just can't. Well, I used to, but not any more." she paused

her eyes fixed on Jacks hand "He wants more than I can give, ever since, well,

he.. no I can't." she tried to explain, obviously confused.

"Since what Kelly? Tell me what." Eric asked in the most sympathetic voice that

he could.

"Since I was, ... I was raped in college, I haven't been able to... you know,

like let a guy see me naked, or do things, you know. I mean, I, well, Jason,

he and I make, you know, love, but I, I, I can't let him, you know, see me. I

just want to let him like do it, and get it over with. I just hate it, and I

don't know. It's no good. I tried, but I just can't." she explained, a tear

running down her cheek, as she paused. "But you know, I try to look good for

him and everything, but when we're, you know, doing it, I can't, I just, I

remember what they did to me, and, and I can't. Well I just can't." she added,

now on the verge of a breakdown, thinking back to the night that she was

violently raped. She had never confessed any of what she had just told these

strangers to anyone out loud before, including Jason, and even her own parents.

"Oh! OK baby, I got it." Eric replied, starting to understand what she was

saying, and feeling sorry for her and her husband.

"That's too bad sweets. I think that we can help you get over your shyness and

prudishness babe. I think that this party might be just the thing to cure you."

Jack said, unmoved by her story. He moved his hand up over her halter top, and

slipped it inside, underneath her top and her bra, touching her bare tits.

Kelly just sat there, and continued staring at his hand moving over her body.

"Will you look at this! We did real good tonight fellas. That's a grade A

piece of ass that we got here for tonight's entertainment." Eddie exclaimed,

as he sauntered into the room, his eyes fixed on the blonde. "I got our bitch

a little 'E', but I ain't sure if we should give it to her, since we don't

know what the other dude hit her with." he added.

"Dude, it was her husband at the club. He dosed her with Rope man. She'll be

OK with the 'E'. Give it to her." Johnny responded, reaching into the bag that

Jack had brought, and pulled out a bottle of booze. He twisted the cap off of

the bottle, and handed it to Eddie. Eddie walked over to her and tapped her

cheek. She looked at his hand, and at the pill that he was holding, and then

ate it from his palm. "Swallow it with this." He told her, putting the bottle

to her lips.

"Dude, what happened to her face" he asked, noting her smeared lipstick.

"Johnny couldn't wait, and helped himself." Chris replied, walking into the

room with the glasses and ice.

"Ass hole!" Eddie commented, punching Johnny in the arm.

"Come on honey, I'll show you to the restroom, so that you can use it, and

clean yourself up baby." Eddie said.

After Kelly had used the restroom, she opened the door and told Eddie that she

needed her purse, to touch up her makeup. Eddie scrambled to get her purse,

only to learn that they had left it at the club. He returned with a tube of

lipstick from one of their previous victims, telling her to use it. She cleaned

up, and reapplied the new lipstick, before being led back into the living room.

Her mind had drifted off again, and wasn't paying attention to the men's

conversation, as Eric and Johnny began filling the others in on all that they

had learned from her. She stayed in the dream-like state, until the slap to

her breast brought her around to some sense of awareness.

"Hey baby, everybody's here and ready, so why don't you do a little dance for

us kitten." Johnny said, holding one of Nick's camera's pointed at her.

Unsteady on her feet as she was, Kelly stood up and slowly started dancing to

beat of the music now playing. She danced about, getting more animated and into

it, as the group of men cheered her on excitedly. A ring of the doorbell brought

an eerie halt to the cheering, and a look of concern to all the men's faces,

except for Eddie's. Kelly was unfazed by the noise or the men's reaction to it,

and just continued dancing as though nothing had happened.

"Shit, sorry guys, I forgot to tell you." Eddie said, laughing at his friends

reaction. "When I stopped to get the shit from Julio, I told him about what we

had scored tonight." nodding at Kelly, and shrugging his shoulders. "Man, he

gave me the shit for free, if I would let him and his brother come over for a

piece. What was I going to say." he explained to his friends, as he headed for

the door.

"Ass hole!" chimed all of his friends in unison, breathing sighs of relief as

he left to get the door.

Kelly was still dancing and gyrating to the beat of music and the cheers of

the eight men in the room. She had never felt the way that she did as she

danced for the men. She felt excited, erotic, and free. She wanted to please

the men so badly, and the cheers of the men brought her such happiness. It

didn't bother her at all to dance as seductively as she could for the eight

men, even with two of them holding cameras pointed at her.

She had danced to a couple of songs, when the men began to chant "Strip! Strip!

Take it off!"

Having lost all of her inhibitions some time ago, and with the sweeping

euphoric feelings washing over her, both the affects of the drugs that she had

been given, she began to seductively strip for her new fans. Planting her

shapely leg on the couch, between one of the men's legs, she slowly pulled

down the zipper on the side of her tight miniskirt, while moving to the beat

of the music as she wiggled out of it. As she backed away from the couch, it

fell to the floor. Next, she stepped up on top of the leather ottoman, and

with her thin heels digging into padded furniture, she began dancing around

and slowly pulled the halter top up her body, over her head, and off.

She got the men even more worked up by throwing her top at Nick, who was

holding a video camera on her, filming her erotic show. She continued dancing

on the ottoman, turning around and around for the cheering men. She danced in

her panties and strapless bra for almost a minute, before the chanting returned.

Eager to please, she moved her hands behind her back, found the clasp of her

bra, and released it. She twirled the black bra over her head playfully three

times, before tossing it at a group of four men sitting on the couch.

Chris had been the lucky one to catch her bra, and after bringing it to his

nose and inhaling deeply, he read the tag. He then announced to the room "40-DD

fellas! Just look at those beauties!"

Kelly went to work on her panties next, inching them over her shapely hips and

then wriggling them down her legs. She had no sooner slid her panties down her

legs, than she found herself picked up by two of the men from the couch. They

carried her over, and laid her down gently on the hastily cleared off coffee

table. She wiggled around on the cold wood and marble top of the table, trying

to get comfortable for just a moment, before she was devoured by the men.

Hands began exploring her body, grabbing at her arms and moving over her legs

and body. She had just begun to squeal with excitement, when she felt a tongue

slide into her pussy, when a cock was slid between her lips, effectively

muffling her. She experienced sensory overload, as she squirmed around under

the men, with a mouth buried in between her legs, two different men sucking on

her nipples, a cock sliding in and out of her mouth, tickling her throat,

while the countless hands moved over her skin.

Jason was in a state of total panic, he had been placed under arrest, but had

been allowed to stay with the officers at the club, while they continued to

try and locate Kelly. Things just kept getting worse for him, the longer that

the nightmare went on.

The police had asked the club's manager to view the video from the security

cameras in both the club and its parking lot, confident that they could

determine just where Kelly had gone from the video. Unfortunately only after

attempting to review the video, did they discover that the club's DVR

equipment had malfunctioned days ago, and that no recordings had been made for

almost three days.

Unable to garner any information from the cameras, the police resorted to

questioning the customers in the club. Unfortunately, after all the commotion,

caused by several fights in the club, and with police around, searching the

club for the missing woman, many of the patrons had left, not wanting to be

involved in whatever was going on. So by the time that the police had begun to

question its patrons, most of those who had been there when Kelly had

disappeared, had already left. And of those who remained, no one had seen

anything unusual or suspicious, even though several of the men remembered

seeing the tall gorgeous blonde. What with three other fights having broken

out after the first one, when Kelly had disappeared, it was just a blur to the

staff and patrons who were questioned about it.

Jason was in hell, his wife was gone, and any chance of finding her seemed to

be dwindling fast. The police seemed determined to find her, but were anything

but sympathetic to him.

Kelly almost choked, as she tried to swallow the sperm jetting into the back

of her mouth. She was gasping, as she tried to swallow the salty fluid, while

her body convulsed from the sensations of the tongue expertly lapping at the

soft folds of her pussy. Its owner gently flicking the hood of her clit with

his finger, while his tongue moved across her sex, allowing the young mother

to experience the first orgasm of her life. The tongue's owner continued doing

a masterful job of driving her to the peaks of ecstasy over and over again in

her drug induced state.

She arched her back, lifting up off of the cold table, as she climaxed for the

first time in her life. She came for him repeatedly, as he pleasured her with

his tongue, rewarding his expert oral skills time and time again with her

juices. Kelly had been driven to a state of ecstasy. She rolled her tongue

over yet another cock, as its owner slid in and out of her mouth excitedly.

She had already pleasured three others, as her head dangled off of the table,

moaning around the male organ in her throat.

The man with his mouth on her sex had been patient and masterful, as he used

his soft wet muscle, exploring her as none had done before. The drugs had

affected her, allowing her to feel every movement of the tongue as it moved

around in her pussy. It also amplified the feelings in her breasts, as unseen

fingers traced their way around her areolas, slowly circling them, and moving

around in opposite directions. The drugs enhanced her senses, as she felt the

light touch of fingertips moving over each of the tiny bumps around her nipples

and the shock of it, as the tip of her nipples where pinched between the

fingers and thumbs. She lay there, her eyes closed tightly, sucking on the

cock in her mouth like a baby with a pacifier. She was lost in the sensations

flooding through her, even feeling hands moving over her tight tanned belly or

over her arms, causing a strange erotic feeling.

Her conscious mind had drifted off in a euphoric state of bliss. She hadn't

even realized when the pleasure giving tongue had been replaced by a stiff

hard cock, until the first spray of hot semen drenched the walls of her vagina.

Her mind, then conscious of the male organ impaled within her, took note when

the now spent cock was pulled out, and was seemingly instantly replaced by

another one. As this new cock began sliding in and out of her cunt, she wrapped

her soft lips around the fifth cock of the evening to invade her mouth.

She sucked on that cock as eagerly as she had the first one, so many hours ago

in the car, as her arms were pulled from her body, and her hands were guided

to stiff dicks on either side of her. Eddie having just eaten her pussy, before

he filled her cunt with his seed, had collapsed in a recliner, and looked at

the poor blonde being ravaged. It was quite a sight, as Eric had replaced him,

and stood with his cock buried inside of her, sawing away between her legs,

while Johnny slid in and out of her mouth.

Kelly's head hung over the end of the table, her hair dangling down to the

floor, as Johnny thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. Her hands tugging

away at Julio and his brother's pricks on either side of her, giving them hand

jobs, so that she was servicing a total of four men at the same time. He knew

that she was in for a long night, as each of the men had taken a Viagra before

beginning their assault on her.

Over the next two hours, Kelly's life revolved around the eight cocks pounding

away at her constantly. Her back had begun to ache from the ordeal, even with

the drugs, after hours of lying on the cold hard table, with her head dangling

over the edge, and her legs draped over the sides, while she serviced man

after man. All eight men enjoyed her both orally and vaginally repeatedly,

while she was draped across the coffee table. Several of the men had sprayed

their seed across her body, coating her belly, tits, and face with their cum.

Finally, with the men needing a break, in order to recuperate, she was pulled

up from the table, and led to the bathroom.

She was thankful to be allowed to take the steaming hot shower, and a chance

to clean up. Playfully lathering herself up, and doing as she was told for the

two men still videotaping her. She was only allowed privacy long enough to use

the toilet. After cleaning herself up, and applying a fresh coat of lipstick,

she was led back to the living room, with one large towel wrapped around her

wet hair, another around her torso.

When she returned to the living room, she sat between a couple of the guys on

the couch. She gratefully drank the several drinks that the men offered her, as

she was dehydrated from her efforts. After relaxing with the men for half an

hour, drinking and joking, Kelly was now buzzed from the booze, and still

suffering the effects of the drugs.

All of the men stood up from the couch, and she was ordered to climb up on the

couch on her hands and knees. She soon found that she wasn't alone, as Jack

climbed up behind her, standing on the leather couch. He pulled the towels

from her chest and hair, and Kelly was once again completely naked, as Jack

moved between her legs. He slowly slid into her already well used cunt, moving

in and out a dozen times, while pushing his thumb into her puckered ass hole,

causing her to moan both in pleasure and discomfort, before he pulled out of

both orifices. Her head was dangling over the arm of the couch, looking down

at the ground, and saliva was leaking from her lips, and dangling down to the

floor. Jack then became the first man to ever have her anally. He mounted her

roughly from behind, forcing his cock deep into her rectal passage.

She had never had anal sex before, but in her condition, which was drunk,

drugged and relaxed as she was, she took the cock with only the slightest of

pain. She lay there huffing and straining to breathe, as the assault continued,

her mind lost in a sea of confusion. It was such a strange feeling for her to

have a cock in her rectum. Then Jack came inside of her anus. She had never

felt anything like it before, and then it hit her. She felt ill, like she

needed to vomit. Just as she started to convulse and heave like she would

vomit, Jack pulled his cock from her ass, and jumping down from the couch,

move around to her head. Pulling her up by her hair, he slid his cock, fresh

from her ass, into her gaping mouth.

The act of sucking cock was now like second nature to her, after having sucked

off over twenty cocks in the last three hours, so she automatically began

sucking his shit covered cock. The act of cock sucking overrode her body's

need to regurgitate. She continued sucking the cock, as a second man climbed

onto the couch behind her. After sliding in and out of her cunt for lubrication,

her new partner pulled out and repositioned himself, before he too pushed into

her ass. He lasted much longer than the first one had, but eventually he too

shot his sperm deep into her bowels. By the time the fifth cock slid into her

ass, it felt as natural as sucking cock did, although she still felt no

enjoyment from it. She had orgasmed four times earlier that night, each time

through vaginal stimulation, anal sex did nothing for her.

Her sixth anal attacker had slid onto the floor, and pulled her down onto his

cock. Once he had established a steady pace, and with her bent backwards, lying

on his chest, a cock was placed between her two huge tits. She was soon taking

a cock deep into her ass, while another one was sliding between her tits. The

tit fucking became very painful, as her breasts were pushed together roughly

over the prick, which was sliding back and forth, through her unlubricated

valley, chaffing her delicate skin.

Finally her first titty fucker shot his load across her face, neck and tits,

leaving her coated with his sperm. This led to a second, and then third titty

fuck, and all three men sprayed her face, neck and tits with their sperm. Soon

she found herself pleasuring the men three at a time, with one dick in her

pussy, another in her ass, while a third man stuffed her mouth with his cock.

By one in the morning she had been used and abused countless times, satiating

the desire of almost all eight men. She lay there unconscious in the middle of

the floor, coated and covered by the semen of all eight men. Nick and Chris

moved in with the cameras, filming the results of a night of debauchery on the

unsuspecting woman.

More To Come.