“Like I said Rob, I gave her the money. I can take it back if she breaks our little agreement, and she can’t afford to do that. Quite literally, actually.” Finally, Chloe began to slow down. The stream turned into a trickle, then a light drip. Each drop hit the open pool in her mouth, causing it to quiver and shake. Every so often a small wave spilled out and dribbled down her chin, wetting her already thoroughly damp chest and thighs. Hannah was trembling from the sheer power of the disgust boiling through her. She could feel the warm piss coating her body. The feel of it, the taste and the smell, it was something beyond description. It threatened to overwhelm the already slippery grip on her self-control. “Yes, definitely. She’d do that.” Chloe paused, listening to the man on the other end speak. “Yes, alright, set everything up then. Try to stick to people you know can stay at least a little discreet, okay? And at least attempt to keep this between a few dozen men at most. Okay. Yes, fine, thank you, goodbye.” Chloe ended the call. “Ugh, what a chatterbox. Anyway! Good news for you, dear. I’ve set something up that will let you earn some quick money and get you started on paying back what you owe me. There’s going to be a party later this week. It’s going to be hosted by one of Flat Chested Lesbian your classmates, in fact, so expect to see some familiar faces. I just got off the phone with him, and he agreed to let you set up a… Well, I suppose a stall is the polite way to put it.” Chloe stepped back, then pointed her cellphone down at Hannah piss-streaked face. The phone flashed as she took pictures while she talked. “You see, Rob’s parties are almost famous for their party girls. Guys come to get their dicks wet, and girls come to get fucked by half a dozen different guys. But those gals tend to be few and far between, so Rob usually hires help. Call girls, basically. They hang around the second-floor bedrooms. You, my dear, are going into the basement. Rob has all sorts of interesting furniture lying around down there, and you’re going to get the fuckbench. Here, let Skinny Flat Chested me show you a picture.” Chloe tapped on her phone for a moment, then showed Hannah the screen. In the center of a remarkably small room, one made sinister through low lighting and scarred wooden flooring, there was something that looked like a low padded table. The cushioning held a shallow hollow in the shape of a spread-eagle body, and thick straps hung down like curtains on each side of the bench’s length. Manacles were chained to the bottom of each leg. Two small tables flanked the bench, one side holding a massive bottle of lube and a basket full of condoms, the other a small tip jar and a wastebasket. As Hannah stared at Flat Chested Redhead the screen, Chloe said, “We’ll put you on the bench, get you wrapped up nice and tight, spread your legs as far Flat Chested Solo as they’ll stretch, probably gag you so nobody has to hear Young Flat Chested any of your whining, and then we’ll let the guys at the party go to town. My pussy grew hotter Flat Chested Redhead and hotter beneath my skirt. With that I carried her back into the house leaving the last of the pitcher of rumrunners out on the table. Her mother’s mouth drops open in shock as she blushes but makes no move to cover herself. It didn’t matter that it was in an ass instead of a pussy, and it didn’t matter that it was my little sister. Kyleigh popped her mouth off. Juliana simply looked at her brother and held his gaze for a moment before answering, "maybe, we'll see," she said. They use you. I said "That would be fine, but I have to leave early because I have to work in the morning." It was my fault she turned to Hatred. In fact each floor had such a cleaning room to Flat Chested Lesbian prevent having to move washables from having to be hauled between floors. I lifted the heavy, huge boobs and began to Flat Chested Solo knead them with some force. If not for Megan’s sake, to make sure no one suspected anything. Sounded like a lot of people! Later that evening.. When Lucas and Natalie returned they stood in the bar Skinny Flat Chested and wondered where we were. Soon after, the man above me followed us, sending his seed to fill my pussy and match my anal passage. She developed a steady rhythm as a I watched, fascinated. It was Tess, and she was laughing at my sister. I swallowed, trembling. I got up with the plug in and waddled over in front of a Young Flat Chested mirror on the closet door and got down in front of it on all fours feet against the door.