Not immediately

The next half hour was quite anticlimactic for Thora. She had taken her time restocking the tray and coming back to the living room, her knees shaking and fear gripping at her every step. She was plagued with thoughts of being jumped on immediately by the thirty horny men who’d just been given license to ravage her like a sex object. Which was what she wanted, but still…now that the time had come, she had to admit she was terrified. And when she finally walked out into the room again, heavy tray in hand, naked as the day she was born…nothing happened. A couple of pairs of eyes turned on her, ogling her large breasts and curved arse, but no one made a move. A loud hum of conversation and laughter filled the room, and the party continued almost as though she wasn’t there. She swallowed her fear, and slowly made her way into the throng of men, careful not to knock any shoulders or elbows with the drinks she was carrying. No one made eye contact with her. In fact, whenever she caught someone staring at her, always with that same mixture of hunger and confusion, they would always hurriedly look away in embarrassment. Boldly, she **** her way into one circle of men, deep in animated conversation.

“Any more drinks?”

Her voice quavered pathetically, and she cursed herself. One man took a glass of something amber. Then another, and then they all helped themselves to a glass, without even looking at her. No one moved to touch her as she left, and moved to the next group of men.

As she toured the room, she gradually fought down her fear. A few men were still gawking at her when they thought she couldn’t see them, but no one spoke to her. Her voice grew more assertive as she offered her drinks around. She stood straighter, presenting her tits forward, almost inviting anyone who dared to help themselves to them. Still nothing happened, and she started to feel the beginnings of disappointment. A man brushed past her and the back of his hand grazed the side of her arse cheek. She caught eyes with another, who had been shamelessly staring her body up and down. Instead of flinching away, he smiled back at her, and shifted something in his trousers. She walked towards him with the tray and offered held the tray out to him. He picked his glass, and, as she turned away from him, she received a crisp and audible crack on her arse. A couple of guests turned to see a slight pink hand outline on the base of the cheek. Excitement rushed through Thora. She wasn’t afraid, and these men were starting to find their nerve as well. She made her way back to the kitchen with its full and empty bottles, and set about resetting the tray once again. She didn’t hear the steps down the corridor behind her, but she did feel a large pair of hands reach around from behind her and roughly grab each of her tits. Thora moaned quietly in excitement, as the mystery man pressed his body behind hers and started groping her. She could feel his hard cock pushing into her tailbone, and soon felt him dry humping her through his trousers. This lasted a few seconds before the hands left her tits and shoved her head forwards to make her bend over. She could feel herself being gripped hard on the back of her neck with one hand as she rubbed her arse against the dick. She still couldn’t turn around to see her groper. Finally, he delivered a hard smack to her arsecheek, and promptly strode away. She turned around, only to catch a glimpse of his back heel disappearing behind the corner and down the corridor.