Blood oozed where she had cut herself on the sharp shards of glass, she staggered back to her feet and a helping hand appeared, lifting her under her arm then she felt the warmth as someone held her firmly, then felt his fingers exploring her, she needed the wounds on her hand and leg cleaned and dressed but instead she was to serve an as yet unseen lover, who was gently spreading her lower lips with his fingers, she found a Condom and handed it to him, reaching back, he took it and guiding her to a sofa he positioned her over the armrest and slid easily into her from behind.
She stifled her moans of pleasure, looking around at others giving and taking pleasure around the room, Greville Jones, the Financier, prominent among them, both the other maids busy serving men and them suddenly someone opened his flies and presented a stinking prick for her to suck as he lover thrust into her.
She saw Malcolm Long waiting by the sofa, and Cecil Hague, both friends of her husband, she handed them condoms as her lovers took her, she swallowed gracefully as the thick cum spurted into her mouth, and squirmed in frustration as her clitoris remained neglected.
Long and Hague waited patiently, "Try to keep the rhythm this time, don't want to rip her in two" one mentioned. She wondered what they meant, as her unseen lover withdrew Long first lifted her up then lowered her so his straining condom clad erection slid neatly into her nicely warmed up Vagina and after a moment she felt the agony as Cecil Hague forced his attentions onto her Anus, he was gentleman enough to apply some lube but as he forced his way in she squirmed initially in pain then squirmed in ecstasy, unable to constrain her emotions any longer, unable to remain silent as all her need were fulfilled.
"What a fucking slut" Suzanne observed, "Like a bitch on heat," Suzanne was clearing the last of the broken glass, somehow resentful that the maid should be wailing in ecstasy while she was left to clear up but she regretted the slap now, she had drunk too much, the girl was only looking out for her, she thought she should make amends.
The party was dying, some had gone home, some to bed, but some remained watching her debauchery with disinterest, she felt she had moved beyond Angie, somehow she had agreed to do anything the punters wanted, no agreement, parameters, extras, menu's she was a slave to them bought and paid for, they wanted her naked, a total slut, not a professional.
Her breasts felt neglected until she felt her maid uniform lifted from her as the two thrust into her in unison, a mouth tried to engage her nipples but the position was unattainable so he held her head firmly and offered her his penis to suck, she opened her mouth wide and began to run her tongue around it and suck, she dreamed of three pricks spurting simultaneously, but it was not to be, first she struggled to swallow then she felt the swell of the condom in her anus and finally the condom in her Vagina throbbed and swelled as the final member of the trio ejaculated.
She struggled to lick the penis clean, it tasted slightly salty, but the orgasms building inside her made her movements erratic. She reached out but Cecil held her hands placed a belt, his trouser belt perhaps, around her waist clamping her arms to her side, then as Malcolm also finished they took her to Suzanne, as she lounged on a leather sofa, thrusting her face into Suzanne's crotch.
"Lick slut"
She had no choice, she did not know whether she wanted this intimacy with her friend or not but she simply eased Suzanne's knickers aside with her teeth and started to lick her sex, nibbling briefly at her clit, imagining how it must feel and taking pleasure in Suzanne's moans of pleasure, her arms were suddenly released and she took down Suzanne's knickers and pushed up her skirt baring her to view, interested faces peered, Suzanne's top and bra followed to leave them both naked.
"She's ready for you now sir." Angie said to an unknown drunkard behind her, as she stepped neatly aside and he clumsily penetrated his host believing her to be a whore, she wailed and protested he was raping her, but no one listened, She took the discarded belt and as Suzanne ineffectually tried to throw off her unwanted lover Angie took her own maid uniform and pulled it over Suzanne's head, she applied the leather strap around Suzanne's waist trapping her hands then finally she gagged Suzanne thrusting her panties in her mouth and securing them by wrapping her bra around her head.
Suzannes designer dress fitted Angie perfectly, and her gold chain and gold and diamond pendant, she grabbed a few condoms, blew one up like a balloon then shoved several more inside tying the end, she slid it inside her dripping hole for safe keeping in case she needed then later and stood back.
Suzanne regretted the slap, she struggled but this merely aroused her lover and as he withdrew another took his place, and another,
Tyler smiled broadly until he realised the woman in Suzanne's dress was not Suzanne.
"Sue's" he wailed, "What have they done to you."
She slipped away, back into her Angie persona, she slid off the dress but on an impulse took the gold and diamond pendant from the chain, she squatted down briefly and hid the pendant alongside the condoms, she felt very very naughty.
Hussein was waiting with the other girls, and seeing Angie was naked he handed her a paper bag containing her clothes and said she could dress.
She rode home the back of the Ford, comparing notes until the warmth and companionship and awareness of her companions made her kiss the softness of Sadie, the brunet's neck, "Not there" she said, pulling her skirt up, "There"
Angie knelt and twisted until her head was between Sandie's thighs yet wedged behind the front seats, "That's nice, Oh," Angie spread Sandie's labia with her fingers to allow her to bury her tongue ever deeper in Sandie,
She was still between Sandie's thighs when they arrived back at the café.
Hussein opened the door and several girls looked in amazement as Angie continued to pleasure Sadie. "Looks like she turned Lesbo girls." She heard a distant voice saying which brought her to her senses.
She climbed form the car and suddenly Hussein was giving her the evenings wages and a card with his name. He kissed her cheek and drove away into the night.
It was very late, the night sky was already streaked with the glow of morning as she rushed up the wide thoroughfare back to her gilded prison, the excitement of the evening mixed with the realisation of her friend's overt depravity and her use of drugs.
She evaded the guards easily and made her way to her room, the cuts were superficial but she broke her water glass to give a reason for the cuts before sliding into her own bed, frightened, excited, almost satisfied but intrigued.
To be continued...
