Yes, they have Emily's phone.

Snap, the sound of a camera going off echoed throughout the dungeon. Snap, Emily's tired eyes slowly opened, something was crusting them making it difficult. Snap, the smell of cum was everywhere, and Emily was dimly aware of Ashley moaning somewhere nearby. Snap, Emily's eyes finally focused on the mirror above her. Earl was snapping pictures of her once pristine body using her own phone.

Disgusted Emily looked away trying to find something else to focus on in the mirror; she regreted doing so. Ashley had been moved closer to her making it possible to see everything that was happening to her friend. She was no longer bound to the table, but was on it with her hands tied behind her back. Her face was shoved into Daryl's cock while yet another newcomer was beneath her pounding upwards into her gaping cunt. Ben filled the last position fucking her ass in time to the jingling of her clit bell. Tally marks on Ashley's back indicating either number of partners, or worse, numbers of creampies showed that Emily had been **** for awhile. The poor girl was up to fifty now.

Emily noticed that marks above her own pussy showed only five; she let out a sigh of relief. It was bad for Ashley, but at the very least, Emily might escape with only a few masters rather than fifty. Ashley was doomed, but Emily still had a chance.

"Glad to see you're awake," Earl stated as he turned the phone towards Emily. She'd expected to see a gallery of images on her phone but was instead seeing a website, a porn site. Terror griped Emily's heart; Earl had uploaded the pictures of her aftermath. Now, strangers on the internet would be able to see her naked body, cum-stained, and pierced.

A message popped up on the screen, and Earl turned to look at it, "Ayumi, huh. Looks like your friend is looking for you. Maybe we should invite her to the party?"

Emily couldn't move her head but her mouth, unlike Ashley's wasn't stuffed with cock, "No! You can't! She's a virgin! Please, don't. She has a boyfriend. I beg of you."

Earl smirked, another virgin would draw more money in, "Hrm... well, I could let her go, but what about your other friend Melanie?"

Emily's eyes went wider, "No, that's my twin sister!"

The words twin sister were music to Earl's ears. He immediately messaged both Ayumi and Melanie to come to the warehouses's address. He told them to make sure they were ready for more party time at the convention, so to come in costumes. He sent them a picture of Ashley and Emily in their own outfits before they were stripped for good measure, hoping that they'd arrive in something slutty.

"Okay then, I'll spare both of them, but you gotta do something for me," Earl replied with a cheshire grin.

"Anything! Anything," Emily exclaimed.

Earl proceeded to untie Emily and motioned for her to get onto the floor. Grateful to be out of bondage, Emily complied getting on her knees in front of Earl submissively. She no longer needed to be told just what kind of favors the men would require of her as the curse continued to rewire her brain to want to obey the ones who impregnated her.

Wordlessly, Emily's head was guided to Earl's awaiting erection. She girl needed no further prompting and shoved his full length into her mouth sloppily sucking on it. Her head bobbed bringing happy groans from Earl's mouth, which only encouraged the now semi-willing victim. Emily paused between bobs to lick the tip tasting the ambrosia-like precum and swirled her tongue along the shaft, polishing it with her saliva.

Occasionally, Emily looked up at her captor with doe eyes hoping to catch a glimpse of approval at her actions. She may not like Earl for **** her, but for some reason, felt grateful for the sperm swimming in her womb. She picked up the pace, practiced as she was at cocksucking to avoid losing her former virginity. Earl tensed, his balls beginning to shudder signalling the end of the blowjob. Emily took the cue and crammed as much of Earl as she could into her mouth savoring the sticky goo as it shot into her mouth, one rope at a time.

Emily swallowed each ounce before Earl pulled out of her mouth and squirted a final, late ejaculate into her face leaving it a sticky mess.

"Hi, I hope we're not late," it was Ayumi's girlish soprano.

"Yeah, you mentioned a party," Melanie chimed in, her voice sweet like an angel.