Chapter Thirty-Six
“Come along, Robin,” Jonathon Keck told her in the early morning hours of the night and after the gang-bang party at the Crystal room broke up, “my limo’s waiting.” He had dressed once more, and she was a mess. He had f****d her first, others f****d her, and after he f****d her last he dressed, took her hand and dragged her slime covered naked body, bruised and battered, across the dance floor toward the waiting guards, their forearms crossed at the door where she had entered earlier with Randy.
”You don’t mind extra c***s do you my little s*x doll?” Jonathon chuckled.
“More Master...?” Robin hung her head and squeezed that radioactive “more” word from her mind. She was so tired.
“Sure, Slut, guards need pleasure too.”
“Yes, Master,” she submitted. Will anyone ever
