The Dinner Party: Available For Amusement

Chloe Camilla steps into the dining room already stripped and plugged. She is there to serve, not to dine. Every guest expects an open mouth, a wet cunt, and a willing ass. They don’t have to ask twice. A firm hand shoves her face-down over the table. Fingers sink into her ass, spreading her wider while she whimpers through the first course. The cattle prod follows. One jolt against her thigh and her whole body jumps, cunt clenching hard around nothing. When the main course arrives, they tear the zipper off her skin—tiny clothespins snapping free in a line of fire. Her scream is muffled by the cock that’s suddenly forced down her throat. She gags, eyes watering, but she swallows every inch because that is her job tonight. Two guests decide they want her at once. One takes her ass while the other buries a strap-on in her cunt. The double stretch turns her voice into broken noise. She comes hard, legs shaking, but they do not stop. Another orgasm rips through her before the first has even faded. Spit and lube run down her thighs. The guests laugh, push deeper, and keep using every hole they paid to claim.