I didn't know what to do. I stood frozen, as if in a bear attack, hoping that whoever spoke would simply go away."He has me in pink, most of the time,..." the voice continued, "but I see you as more of a red or black."Hesitantly, I looked up, seeing the bathroom reflected in the mirrors above the sinks next to the urinals. My senses seemed kicked up a notch, my nose filled with the sickly sweet smell of urinal cakes and industrial cleanser. The fluorescent lights seemed especially bright as it. He did not disappoint, this man was a master of pleasuring women, he knew exactly how to turn me on and get me off, as if we had been intimate for years. And to think, this prowess was being wasted on an unwanting, undeserving prude of a woman that he said "I do" to. He pounded my pussy hard, putting me in my place. I was his slut to be used and abused. I would please him, that was my only goal right then. His cock slipped and slid in and out of my cunt, his balls slapping against my pussy. How the ritual is supposed to work is in the middle of the circle you put either a picture or a piece of hair in it and you light the candles and when the candles are done burning it happens. At first I didn't believe this so I put her picture that i had gotten from her at graduation. I fell asleep while the candles burned and the next thing I knew I woke up in another persons room. First thing I did was get naked and I started touching my self, First my chest, They weren't big but. Mrs O was sat on a sofa with Gwen on her right while Alice and Scott were sat in armchairs all silently watching the film when suddenly, Scott stood up, undid his jeans and pulled out his cock and began to openly masturbate. Mrs O looked at Alice who was open mouthed with shock and then at Gwen who had switched her attention from the film and was now focused on Scott. At this point Scott turned and looked at the girls with a big smile and said "Come on girls, feel free to join in, it's.