Stewart had been reprimanded by Debbi for poor timekeeping just the previous week, and was revelling in her humiliation. The other hens (apart from Kate, who refused to take part) posed for photographs with their exhibited friend. Apart from the men present, Debbi thought of all the guys Rob had with him on his stag weekend who would have seen her naked: Lucas, Hassan, Stewart, worst of all Andy - she felt sickened. Indeed, the WhatsApp group was now filled with explicit photos of her. Andy was struggling to download each one to his phone as it arrived, so, after downloading a full-frontal one, decided to leave the others till later - he already had enough wanking material to last a lifetime. He pondered which image to use as his phone's wallpaper for his next weekly night out with dildo his male sales colleagues - probably the one of her lying on the floor, face down, legs spread. He was rock hard by this point. The camera panned to the doorway, where the remaining hostel residents had congregated in the doorway to watch the show - men and women of various ages and nationalities. Even what appeared to be the hostel janitor was with them; an elderly gentleman wearing an overall and carrying a broom. "Come on in," Karen urged them all. "Join the party!" After panning back to the distraught Debbi, wide-eyed as the dorm filled with people, David turned the phone off and handed it back to Helen. The stags were disappointed at the loss of video feed and Rob was desperate to know what was happening to his fiancee. Calls to the hens' mobile phones went straight to voicemail. They were, however, updated with dozens of photos from a few oral of the hens; a party of sorts did indeed appear to be going on in the Amsterdam dorm, with Debbi (still cuffed and gagged) at its centre - the room was heaving with onlookers. The time in Coventry was 1.25 am when the photos posted on the WhatsApp group turned darker, and only sent by Karen. One showed a man apparently giving Debbi's breasts a close inspection. The next clarified what was happening - he was signing her left tit using a anal Sharpie pen (as supplied by Karen). Subsequent snaps showed lots of other men (including the old janitor) and women signing various parts of her anatomy - the men generally favouring her breasts, bottom, and thighs. Soon Debbi was covered in signatures and doodles, although nobody had written above her neckline. The snaps became progressively more pornographic; one showed Debbi's legs being held splayed wide open as one of the male newcomers: a young, black man with short curly hair, signed his autograph as close to her labia as he could. She was being held in place by several other men, and Karen's photo clearly showed her clitoris nestling between her parted lips. Another showed Debbi's bare backside with the letter W drawn on each buttock, with her cheeks pulled apart to spell "WoW" (with her anus as the O). Without a scrap of dignity left, Debbi could only stare out helplessly at the melee around her. Tied and gagged, she was at the mercy of everyone. Although she'd not (yet) been actually sexually assaulted, the pornstar men signing her body had copped a feel in the process. As far as she could tell, the other hens had been sidelined, with only Karen taking an active role in her continuing debasement. Back in Coventry, her distraught fiance wondered how much longer his future wife would remain on public display... ass Copyright 2019 by tcs1963 All Rights Reserved I pushed her up and said “I want to see your tits.” She grinned largely, moved to sit beside me then after looking around to make sure we were alone, pulled off her t-shirt and pushed her bra up, revealing her breasts. I suddenly realised why some of the staff were staring at us when we walked in; they’d all seen the photo of me pornstar naked. Overwhelmed, I drew them -and her- down to my cock and wrapped them around it. “I came to take her home?” I explained. “Uh, I-uh, I would-uh, uh, talk to my sister?” More?" When I laughed, Bren said, "He'd split us open. Yet she had forgotten that she was oral looking a sentient creature while inspecting him like a draft animal. Billy could only nod and watched Charlie push the lock of hair off her cheek. I could use it to create. He removed his hands from my body as my cock twitched frantically. "Nice and full" ass he said, "you need to share this with as many as you can." George hit his orgasm rather quick. She broke through. suddenly the room went dark and Jessica heard someone giggling and the sounds of fabric tearing. Cracked. 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