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He wasn’t presenting as threatening, he had simply indicated that as far as he was concerned she wasn’t done. Strictly speaking she didn’t fault him for that, as she had made the decision to participate in the game and fuck his friends, so she could hardly make the argument that he was breaking the boundary of their agreement by taking her in front of his friends. She looked around the room. Matt was holding her panties. Jayden was still standing over by the kitchen. Obviously the most ready for another round with her as his last ejaculation had gone off prematurely and provded him with no satisfaction. Trevor lazed in his chair watching the proceedings play out, his limp cock dangling between his legs still glazed with lube and cum from being buried up inside her. Truthfully, she kind of wanted to lie down if only for a few minutes, to clear her head. But at the same time she didn’t want to be alone. She wanted the men in this room to want her, and knowing they did want her made her giddy. She wasn’t just a hole to them, but she wanted to be treated like one. So far she’d spent the night making it seem like they earned it and Sam had played along nicely. Now he wanted to show his friends he could just take it, and she wanted him to. She lurched forward, playing up her level of drunkenness and stumbled into Sam as if trying to slip past him towards her room. He caught her by the hips and she leaned into him, looking up into his face as his eyes searched hers. She slung her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her, clinging to him like am amulet. She ran her hand up the back of his neck and roughly gripped his hair, pulling her lips close to his ear and whispered, the sound barely escaping her: “I want to regret everything in the morning.” With that she pushed off him and backed up against the wall, breathing hard. Her small breasts rising and falling. Sam paused a moment looking her up and down then swiftly decided his next move. He reached out with snakelike quickness and took her by the throat, his fingers firmly gripping the sides of her neck, and pulled her away from the wall throwing her back down on the table. Trevor leaped out of his seat with a startled “Hey!” as Sam pointed at her panties in Matthew’s hand. “Gag her.” He ordered. Matthew complied immediately. Tegan resisted, clamping her mouth shut but Sam squeezed her neck making her gasp and Matthew stuff the frilly underwear into her mouth. Her senses filled with the mingled aroma of her pussy as well as the taste of Matthew’s semen which he had added. She tried to spit them out but with Sam’s hand holding her under her jawline she simply didn’t have the leverage and let out a muffled scream of frustration and fear. “Sam, ease up…” Trevor said uncertainly. He obviously Indian Porn had some concerns about the direction this night was heading in. “Shut the fuck up and hand me that tape, bonehead.” Tegan gripped his wrist and tried to struggle as Trevor handed him a roll of heavy black tape. “I hope you’re sure about this.” He said. “Hold her down.” Sam answered without acknowledging Trevor. Matthew and Jayden each took an arm and pinned Indian Sex her shoulders to the table as Sam ripped Cumshots off a piece of the heavy fabric tape and Ethnic Porn wrapped it over her mouth to indian keep the panty-gag in place. Tegan knew these tapes were incredibly adhesive and sucked in her lips, terrified at how painful removing it from the delicate tissues might be. As pressed the tape down she did a few test breaths through her nose to check she was able to get enough air, which helped keep her calm. 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