On the 19th it was the club Christmas party. There were 8 of us on, including Emma Butt and Samara Sands. We had a local radio DJ come in to do the disco and we had a caterer do the buffet. The new cinema room was open, as was the BDSM playroom. I love the cinema room – it’s tiered with porn projected life-size onto the wall. The two upstairs gangbang rooms now had sparkly starlight headboards fitted and new red lightbulbs in the chandeliers. There was tinsel everywhere and we were all in our sexiest Miss Santa outfits.
The party started with us all dancing as alluringly as possible in the lounge and then 6 of us leading the men off to 3 separate locations for the start of the gangbang. There was a raffle all night where the two winners would win 15 minutes 1on1 anal. I was one of the first 6 girls on the beds. And, because we’d had to dance, I was already drunk. I can’t dance sober. I’d had to drink some of Samara’s vodka and then a pint of white wine before I could even start to move like I was a sex goddess not a groovy granny. So when it came to guys fucking me I’m sure they were getting away with being far rougher than normal because I was pretty much numb to their cocks penetrating me deeply!
By the time it got to midnight with an hour and a half left to go we were all, literally, well and truly fucked. We’d used lube right from the start because we knew it was gonna be a long night but our pussies were still closing up. They were telling us ‘no entry’ and we had to listen. So when it got to the buffet we decided we’d all try to make the break a bit longer than it should have been! We succeeded without a single word from the management which bought our dying vaginas a little time.
For the last spurt (as it were) of the night, Emma and I hid upstairs chatting with clients for as long as possible. When slowly other girls were added to our number we all went downstairs and starting giving lapdances instead of shags. When the guys asked us to go to the bed, we make up our own rules and said, ‘blowjobs only’. We felt quite powerful, with us in charge and not the management, and we felt proud to have survived so long being fucked by every type of cock you can imagine. We definitely deserved our £200 each… it made it all worthwhile!
Merry Christmas to you all xx
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