Resist

"I... I can't," you say, standing up and moving away from the perverted couch. The woman looks disappointed, but shrugs, causing her dress to slide down, fully exposing a single, pale breast to your shocked gaze.

Walking over to the still vibrating dildos, she pulls her dress up, revealing a nude, shaven crotch and dripping pussy, "Suit yourself. I, at least, know how to have fun."

And with that the lady speared herself down on the couch dildo, moaning as the foot-long sex toy penetrated deep into her vagina. Rachel grabbed your arm and made to lead you outside, only to stop at the door.

There are several padlocks, keeping the front door closed.

Returning to the sitting area, where the woman is still wantonly bouncing on the dildo, stroking the two on either side, Rachel crossed her arms, glaring at the lustful lady, "Give us the keys."

She opened her eyes, gasping as her hips fell down to rest on the visibly shaking dildo, "There's a party going on and I won't have my guests leaving until completely satisfied."

"Fuck you," spat your wife, waspishly.

The woman only smirked, "That... would be lovely." She stood up, her vagina gaping slightly from her joust with the now glistening sex toy. "Please enjoy the party. Explore to your heart's content... and your pussy's limit."

Leaving you alone, you look at Rachel, "What do we do?"

"Well, I'm not just going to be the entertainment for that sick freak," she said, pacing around the room, glaring at random objects. "We just need to find a phone, we'll call the cops and get that bitch locked up for keeping us here!"

"It's a pretty big place..."

"And I'll search every goddamn room if I have to," she yelled, more pissed off than you've ever seen.