I was in both extreme pain and beautiful lust-induced ecstasy. It felt so horribly good inside of me, rubbing my clit at every stroke, but also tore ...at my pussy, turning it into a hallway that a grown man could stroll through. I came all over the shaft, squirting on his legs, hearing steam come from them as the fire that ignited his life-force evaporated it. My eyes rolled back into my head, and he grabbed my tits and did the same, squirting thick, gooey semen into my cavity. Next, he fell. ”But she grasped my buttocks, “Yes!” she said, “Release fill me, flood me make me feel like a woman again.” I had no answer the floodgates were well and truly open and my cock was pumping like a fire hose.I stilled. “You will do,” she said abruptly, “Back to your duties.”She wriggled out from under me, walked to the door, slid back the bolt and strode away down the corridor.I scrabbled to get dressed and hurried downstairs.She was in the kitchen, “Oh do hurry up Bessie,” she complained.“Madam?”. ‘You have to understand. Growing up, I was always the biggest, strongest kid around. The leader, the guy who takes charge. I didn’t really think about it, I just took it for granted. So understand when I say that I had never been so utterly intimidated as I was when he walked in that room. From the moment I saw him, I knew that he was someone I couldn’t browbeat, who I could never, in my wildest dreams, ever hope to challenge. ‘He was hot, too, and wasn’t that a shock. Look, I’d never had any. Tom, the friend I was with also danced with each of them. I invited them to join our table, and they accepted. As I was there with only my friend Tom, we were outnumbered three to two.We were all getting along fine. When about midnight a couple of drunken guys came over and tried to hassle the ladies. Now I am not nor have I ever been much of a fighter, but I was brought up to respect the woman in my circle of acquaintances. When one of the drunks tried to grab Patty and slurred that she was.