Ending #4: Hedonia

The feeling of the Blue haired woman's mouth was too good. The man's hands had snaked their way under her bra and panties and were stimulating her most sensitive areas. The pleasure was all-encompassing. She felt too good to stop, to shake herself free. The gap in the bodies closed. There was no way out.

The man behind Nicole unhooked her bra with one hand. The blue-haired woman, breaking off the kiss, slid one hand down Nicole's chest, revealing her perfect c-cups by pulling it off with only token resistance and tossing it into the room, never to be seen again.

The man continued to focus on her breasts as the blue-haired instrument of her descent into debauchery dropped to her knees, hands purposefully searching for the zipper of her skirt. Finding her target, the woman shimmied the skirt down under Nicole's hips, where it fell to the floor, and it too was tossed to the crowd. Her panties quickly followed, her ass jiggling as it was released, and Nicole was bare before the mass of humanity.

The blue haired woman buried her head into Nicole's now sodden cunt, causing her to moan loudly. This seemed to serve as a signal to the other participants that she was fair game, as there were suddenly hands everywhere. Every inch of her body was pressed upon by hands as each member of the orgy seemingly wanted to be the next to claim this fresh meat, but it would be the blue-haired bitch between her legs that would claim her first howling orgasm. Knees buckling underneath her, Nicole slid to the floor where the erect prick of the man who had drawn her in awaited her. She took it eagerly.

And so Nicole continued in the orgy for an amount of time that she could not track. Her time was measured in cocks sucked and pussies licked. She was spitroasted, carryfucked and 69ed for what seemed like days. She nourished herself on semen and pussy juice. Sex was all she wanted now. Sex was all she needed now. The gentle build of arousal that had bubbled up throughout the dungeon had erupted through her, snapping something in her mind.

At some point, one of the guests slapped a collar on her, but she didn't care. There was little left to sell of the cum covered redheaded whore. She belonged to the orgy now