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Chapter 7 by Robopoop Robopoop

What happens then?

Realize what is happening, but it is too late

That was when you felt the music stop, or it kind of feels like it warped far away from you. It was still loud as you could still hear it, but only slightly. It was then did you realize beyond the blurry vision that you were surrounded by grinning and lust filled local men, all of which were liberally touching and stroking your body, chattering away in a language you do not understand. You let out another yelp as your nipples were assaulted again. The feeling of euphoria was immediately replaced by **** panic and fear.

However, tried as you might, you could not move your body. Your arms remained raised, hands now resting behind your head, and your hips still swayed to a sound that wasn't there any more. You open your mouth to scream as loud as you could, but the only thing that came out was a squeaky slutty moan. Your thoughts raced in shock. You had lost complete control of your body! All you could do was look at them as they knead, touch and squeeze. One of them had dropped to his knees, and to your horror, you were spreading your legs for him, leaning back into the throng of bodies to support you. Before you could panic even more, you felt the wet lapping of his tongue rippling through your exposed crotch, sending uncontrollable shivers down your spine. You wanted to plead for him to stop, watching him raise both your legs over his shoulders and yourself lifted off the ground by a pair of strong arms behind you, but no words ever seem to come out. For some reason, after a few moments of licking, you begin to feel a tingle of pleasure course through your body from all the stimulation. Incredulous, you questioned your sanity from ever feeling such a thing from being ****, only to have those thoughts rumble off into a cloud as the feeling intensified. It was not even a skillful tossing, and somehow, you were getting off from it. It continued until you feel yourself fly over the edge in a hip gyrating orgasm. When the high wore off, you felt like you wanted to cry, ashamed to how your body was reacting to them.

What happens next?

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