“Get her dressed, I will take her off your hands,” the voice came back.

As he said that, through a gasping breathe I felt the clips be removed from my nipples and I collapsed to the ground. Mark looked down at me the rise of his eyebrows suggesting a question. I nodded my head.

“Deal,” my boyfriend said, “she’s yours for the night. Bring her back sometime tomorrow, she can give you the address.”

I shuddered again as I heard the adjoining room’s door open and close a moment later there was a knock at my door. Mark opened it and I finally got to see my assailant. He was large, broad of shoulder and black. “Well, let’s get her dressed.”

They helped me to my feet and managed to get my underwear onto me before the black guy said, “That’s enough, she won’t be needing her dress.”

Mark bundled my dress up and kissed me goodbye, “Have fun, and make sure you bring home a little black bastard for me.”

I moaned still unable to talk from the exhaustive fucking. My nipples tingled as they rubbed against the lace of my bra. As Mark left the booth my abuser looked me up and down, “You really fertile?” he asked. I nodded, “Fuck this is going to be good. Let’s get you cleaned up, then off to the party.”

He opened the door and I stepped out into the hallway, “You ever been gangbanged?”

“No sir,” I said in an aroused whisper as I saw Mark take one last look back before rounding the corner.

“Well you will tonight, not sure how many will be there and how many will take a turn, but by tomorrow night you will be well fucked.” He pulled his phone out as he walked down the hall and I obediently followed. “Yo, it’s me,” he said into his handset, “bring your tattoo gun tonight, I got a live one. Yeah, anything goes, and get this, she’s ready to breed,” he laughed at something the other guy said. “Yeah, she’s hot, I will send you a pic. See ya man.”

We stepped out into the sex shop proper and several men leered at me, it turned me on more. “Do you party,” he asked as he put an arm around me possessively.

“What?” I admitted I didn’t follow what he said.

“Coke, crystal? You are going need something to be going all night,” he told me. I nodded, “Cool, can’t wait to feel that cunt of yours when your TP’d, you’re gonna remember this night for a long time to come, especially when you pop out a little black boy.”

My knees felt weak as he guided me to his car and put me in the passenger seat. As he got into the driver’s seat he said, “Glad I got an auto,” and unzipped his pants, pulling his cock back out.