Midnight Massacre

Regaining consciousness, Jodie looked on in horror as Ben and Ron took lengthy turns ramming their dicks into her private areas. The pressure inside of Jodies vagina began to build and burn, as if set on fire. "Oh..ohh! I can't... I..can't..hold it!! Arching her back upward, Jodie yelled out to Aiden through gritted teeth while she orgasms.

A sudden chill fills the bar. The jukebox cuts off then tables and chairs rattle on the floor. Scared, the bartender tries to leave through the exit, but the door slams shut, breaking his nose and knocking him out. "Who the fuck is there?!" shouts Ron, ready for a fight. a pool stick floats in the air behind him, swings, and breaks as it hits across his head. Ben buckles himself up takes one look around then makes a break for the restroom area, but a keg rises up and flies after him. All that is heard is Ben shouting then a loud clanging sound. There's no reason why Aiden shouldn't stop there, shifting it's attention now on the woman cowering in fear behind the bar. She felt herself being lifted up, suspended in midair. Then, without warning, Aiden strips the woman of her biker gear from her leather jacket down to her black high heeled stilettos. Being **** to lay down across the bar, the woman began saw a pool stick prepare itself to penetrate her. "Enough!" Jodie grunted out, gingerly sliding off the side of the table. The stick dropped still pointing at the woman, as if to serve as a reminder of what could've happened Jodie wiped herself off with some napkins, still feeling the tingling burn causing a slight moan to escape her lips. The frightened woman looked on, still in her proned position. "I'm taking your Bike. If you all follow me, I won't hesitate to kill you all." Jodie quickly mounts and starts the motorcycle, driving away.