By Geoffrey Merrick

( Illustations by Agnès )

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The others watched casually, Denise gathered up by the rival model agency owner by her tits, Kerrie’s mouth crammed back onto the computer whiz’s crank, and Stacy forced across the knee of a British government official, her firm ass paddled.

When the tycoon finished, he immediately sat on Michelle’s stomach and gave himself a tit fuck.

Cooing, he finally spurted again, letting the cum drool achingly down to her slightly parted lips, then slip inside. Michelle screwed her eyes shut and shuddered, unable to even spit.

“Delicious,” the tycoon breathed.

Then it was the rival model agency owner’s turn. The brother and sister knew that she, too, was not into
owning...she was into punishing...for not signing with her agency. So out came the battery-run butt plug and the
strap-on crusted dildo as Denise was quickly dragged aside by a sports star. “Who’s a naughty girl then?” the woman
hissed, jamming herself between Michelle’s legs.

The group had rarely seen a more sadistic, stylish performance -- repeatedly driving Michelle to the edge
of orgasm, then denying it with a pinch or slash or slap of pain to the clit, tit, or face. Finally she pulled out,
jammed a vibrator into Michelle’s aching cunt, and held it there while forcing her onto her face and burying the
entire dildo up the model’s ass.

Michelle screamed, her glued lips stretching, the ball clicking against her teeth before the woman
unstrapped the dildo, leaving it in her, dropped her pants, and rammed her own pantyless cunt into the girl’s face,
rubbing Michelle’s lips against her drooling beaver.

Michelle moaned in agony and revulsion, her entire body spasming, the dildo and vibrator sticking out of
her like spears. Her fingers reached achingly for them, but either the brother or sister pulled them aside just
before they touched the impaling poles.

Finally the woman pissed on her, streaming her urine into her face and onto her breasts. Even the jaded
crowd on hand had to cry out “whoa!” as if they had just witnessed an amazing move in a basketball game. “Okay!” the
rival model agency woman declared, straddling the gasping girl. “Who wants her next?!”

The spiky-haired host, in the company of a blonde and brunette, was there almost at once with cleansers
and towels. “Let us move into the playroom, shall we?” the dark haired man suggested, letting the brother and sister
gather up the comatose model and half carry, half drag her down a wide hall to another door.

Even in her condition, Michelle couldn’t help but shudder at what she perceived there...