The Mistress strolled towards Alison with a dangerous kind of grace. She lifted Alison’s head by the hair and spat in her face. ?Now fuck yo...u,? the Mistress hissed ?bitch.? One of the large men wheeled over a surgical table of sorts. With a kind of theatrical flourish the Mistress picked up a long slender needled from the table making sure that the audience could see it. With a very slow and practiced hand she grabbed one of Alison’s nipples and pulled her tiny tit out as far. I sat up and drew my knees up to cover my breasts, 'OK', I called out and the door opened. I had been nude around my father for most of my life, but this night there was heavy sexual overtones, mostly coming from me, especially if daddy had just walked in, he would have caught his daughter indulging in some pussy play, yes a few moments ago I was lying back and masturbating, and here he was towering over me and looking down at me in a new light.'You look beautiful sweetheart', his voice was. I love to dance and we were on the dance floor and having fun. He said after the song eneded he wanted to go back to the booth then use the bathroom. We went past some black men coming in and I heard one say he liked what he saw and he was looking right at me. I pretended like I didn't hear it and at that didn't give it much thought. When my hubby came back from the restroom I told him I better go too and I'd be right back. When I got to the booth there were the same men that had entered. I couldn’t control so I grabbed his hair behind me while he started licking my neck. His hands pulled down the straps of my frocks and left my boobs hanging naked.His fingers started turning my nipples round and round while he bit my neck. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning. He kept humping me harder, pushing me hard against the wall, my boobs bouncing up and down and slapping against the wall.He spat on my boobs from behind and spread the saliva on the brown area around my nipple before.