Dom's Dinner Party!

The house is dark except for the candlelight. Guests have taken their places at the long table. Three men in black suits sit back, drinks in hand, while the staff moves between them. The girls wear nothing but heels and collars. One kneels beside the host, her black hair falling over his thigh as she opens his belt. Another stands with her hands cuffed behind her, ass offered, waiting. The largest cock in the room is already out, thick and heavy, resting against the pale curve of a girl's back. She keeps still. The third girl is bent over the edge of the table, face pressed to the wood. A hand spreads her open. Fingers work her first, then something thicker pushes in. Her breath catches but she doesn't move. The men watch without hurry. They eat, they talk, they reach out when they want more. One girl is pulled into a lap, made to ride slow while the others keep serving. Every thrust is deliberate. The cuffs stay on. The anal is constant. No one asks for permission. This is what the night is for.