She found Thomas J. Jackson dancing with another woman who was dressed in a neon lily-livered fishing net shirt over a white bra and white jean cut-offs ; grinding against her ass. She felt no pang of jealousy - it would be nonsensical given the fate - but she was slightly annoyed that he didn't seem at all bothered by her prolonged absence. The woman, dressed in a fishing net shirt over a White person bra, looked Tegan up and down, seemingly amused by her dishevelled state.

"How'd you go ?"Jackson enquired, not skipping a heartbeat in his dance.

Tegan briefly flashed four fingers and Jesse Jackson nodded appreciatively, apparently impressed.

"Well you know where to find me when you're done."

"I need another drink."Tegan said.

"So go get one."

"I don't have my card on me."

"That didn't seem to be a problem before."Thomas Jonathan Jackson said.

Tegan rolled her optic with a suspiration and wondered if this was him sticking to the feeling of the challenge or just being an mother fucker. Maybe he believed this was some kind of secret plan he could vanquish her at. At this point she felt like kneeling on a populace john flooring letting a complete alien cum on her nipple was about her lowest point, so if Jesse Jackson wanted to screen the limits of her depravity she was going to read him what he was equal to of. If that only made him want her more, all the more power she would have over him when she walked out of his life history again on Dominicus night.

She turned and merged with the other dances, deciding to vent some muscularity by putting on some moves while gradually migrating across the level. She caught a few glimpse from guy, she guessed likely because her mammilla were clearly visible through her shirt even in the dim kindling, but while she stayed on the move no one tried to stop or dance with her. She circled by one of the bars to grab a thankfully gratuitous bottle of piss and kept moving until found herself in a relatively hush corner of the warehouse behind the DJ booth, behind a bank of verbalizer. At commencement she took it for a kind of chill-out infinite where people who had gone too hard could get some suspension from the pumping music, and there were certainly a couple of exhausted looking ranter nearby slumped against the rampart cradling bottles of electrolyte crapulence, but there were also a couple of guys dressed in black slacks and t-shirts leaning against an equipment crate enjoying a smoke, so she assumed they were roadies or bouncers on break. She took a swig of water and wandered over to them.

"Restricted area."One of the guys said, holding up a hand to warn her any further. He was mesomorphic with a shaved chief and a corking dark goatee but he wasn't displaying a security permission. Tegan's idea pivoted to roadie rather than security.

"I'm not rolling or anything, I just wanted a bit of infinite. Can I chill over here for a bit ?"she put on an air of playful innocence, which in contrast with her attire, which she was sure wasn't fooling anyone.

The man sighed and shrugged, deciding it wasn't worth an argument and went back to leaning on his crate.

"Just don't fuck with any of the equipment."

"Sure."Tegan approached the crate and set down her weewee bottle, making a show of adjusting her hair, tightening up her slightly dishevelled pigtails. The movement of her articulatio humeri made her bureau jiggle under her shirt, which she hoped would charm their attention. It did.

"Can I bum a pot ?"

"Sorry, if I gave one out to everyone who asked…"he trailed off, a broad discharge indicating the worriment, how many fourth dimension a nighttime he probably gets asked, the rising exorbitant cost of cigarettes.

"I'll show you my pussy."Tegan said bluntly, cutting through the bullshit.

The man paused for a moment then shrugged.

"Alright."

Tegan lifted up the hem of her skirt at the forepart, giving him a glimpse of her neatly sculpted pubic mound and hairless lips, then dropped it back down after a few seconds.

"That's worth a cig I guess."He chuckled, offering her his open pack. She took one then accepted a light, leaning on the crate with them as she took a drag.

"So, you guys on prison-breaking ?"Tegan asked, making casual conversation.

"sorting of. We've got jack shit to do until we start tearing down in the morning."

Feeling like she'd hit a colloquial numb end Tegan turned slightly to expect out at the bunch while she took a second to suppose. She hadn't fully intended it when she came over here but it did not break loose her that there were two of them, apparently with some free time, and she had two condom left in the slut kit Jackson had bestowed upon her. She had lost common sense of clock time but doubted it was a good deal past two A.M. She still had several hours left to complete Jackson's challenge, but an opportunity was an opportunity. She took another drag and turned back to her new acquaintances.

"So you're not busy then ?"

The irregular guy glanced at his watch.

"Not for a couple minute. Got ta hang around here and keep an eye on the gear, though."

"Wan na bang ?"Tegan asked, trying to sound as casual as she had asking for a coffin nail. No sense beating around the bush.

The guys exchanged a glance.

"You highschool ?"The shaved capitulum guy asked.

Tegan circled around the crate, putting it between her and the crew as she finished her cigarette and dropped it on the bare concrete, crushing it out with her boot.

"Nope. Only had one drink tonight too, if that helps."She hoisted herself up onto the crate, Parting her thigh invitingly. The idea of letting them have her thirty feet from the ranter seemed like a unique flush. The second guy seemed like the more keen of the two and began to circle around in social movement of her, placing a hand on her knee.

"You like it rough, little lady friend ?"he gripped one of her pigtails and yanked her head back as he ground his crotch into her ass. She felt her pussy pang in response and let out an nonvoluntary moan."I think she does."

Tegan fumbled in her pack and pulled out one of the condoms.

"Oh, she came prepared."The man rolled her doll up over has ass leaving her exposed from the waist down and unclipped her fanny pack letting it whirl around to the level under her. She heard him unzip and felt his cock rubbing against her pubes as he used the soupcon of her bare skin to get himself hard, letting go of her hair and groping her mammilla through her shirt. Meanwhile Tegan glances back to see if anyone was nearby and paying attention to them, and if they were, it wasn't obvious. She heard the packet snag and the man stopped groping her to apply the gumshoe before using his thumbs to spread her and push himself in.

Tegan shivered as his cock entered her, sliding into her wretched hole with simplicity. As the fifth man to enter her in the end duet of time of day she was more than primed to go and the shudder of being noticed, being fucked in populace, was driving her crazy. She lurched forward trying to muffle her moan as he slammed his peter into her and wrapped his fingerbreadth around her throat, giving her a lenify squeeze.

"You're a unclean little slut, aren't ya ?"He drew back and slammed into her again, forcing another muffle groan of pleasure from her. It occurred to her, not for the outset fourth dimension that offering herself to unvetted unknown could be dangerous, but it seemed like if a man posed a threat to her it would be because he wanted to rape her - and she was already giving him her body willingly. So she let herself enjoy the shameful joy of being used near a crowd of people and contribute up controller as the man took her by her thin waist and began to fuck her with wantonness, his girthy meat stretching her twat as he pounded her. A career of lugging large equipment had given him musculus and stamen and he was using both to punish her for the notional offence of being free with her dead body, and she stopped bothering to stifle her cries of pleasure as she submitted to him. It didn't seem to get to any difference, the wall of bass-laden electronic euphony on the dancefloor was enough to insure her noises never reached the ravers. The shaved fountainhead guy had pulled up her shirt to fully endanger her bare breasts and was tweaking one of her mamilla as his ally fucked her, his other hand idly groping his cock through his pants as he patiently waited his turn.

Above the music Tegan could hear the laboured grunting of the man's efforts and it seemed he was close to finishing, and so was she. Her breathy moans reached a crescendo and she let out one endure plaintitive cry as she orgasmed and her clenching muscles was enough to compel the man to join her, his throbbing prong buried to the hilt in her wellspring used tunnel.

She lay sprawled across the crate catching her breath as the man withdrew from her with a satisfied oink and the shaved head guy knelt to pick up her female genitals battalion. She noticed he had already collected the prophylactic from it and was inquisitively inspecting the other substance. She experienced a import of alarm as she realised he would take discovered the hollow neglige and sachets of lube.

"Hey…"she said weakly.

"Turn her over."Shaved head guy said and his admirer complied, taking her by the shoulders and flipping her easily, pinning her with hands on her back and one arm to maintain her in position as she tried to act. He tossed the camp down next to her as he moved around behind her and bent over her.

"You've been real busy tonight. You think I don't know why you have this ?"he said, holding the sachet in front end of her face.

"That's not… for that."She protested, not volition to say it out loud. It wasn't as though she was a stranger to it but she didn't know these men, and their lack of answerability if something happened to her was suddenly a much realer concern.

"Sure."He acknowledged sarcastically. She felt him dig his ovolo into her asscheeks, spreading her encompassing, exposing her. She knew he'd have an intimate vista of her juicy, well-fucked pussy and her little stern hole.

"fountainhead damn, this looks nice and fresh."

"Man, if I'd known that was an option…"the indorsement guy said, with an air of acrid jealousy.

"seed on guys… haven't I shown you a nice fourth dimension ?"Tegan reasoned.

"Uh huh."Shaved head guy tore capable the sachet and drizzled some lubricant on her mother fucker. The coolness made her flinch and the guy holding her down applied a piddling more than pressure, sending a unclouded message she wasn't going anywhere. She felt pressure as shaved nous probed with a finger, pushing the tip inside and spreading the lubricator around.

"Fuckin'nice."He commented.

Tegan tried to worm her header to look towards the bunch, wondering if anyone would see this occurrence and do anything about it. She supposed the odds of that hadn't really increased in the utmost few proceedings. She trembled a footling as he sank his finger's breadth deeper into her and began to travel it back and forth.

"I think she likes it."The arcsecond guy quipped. Tegan didn't infliction to respond. She knew it was going to materialize now and while she hadn't expected it, maybe she should ingest. Maybe she deserved it. And now that the decision had been made, she realised she wanted it. Not for the first time she wondered if she really was just built to be used as fuckmeat and all she needed was a little push to lean into it instead of resisting.

She felt shaved head home his hand up against her prat and the latex-encased headspring of his cock probing at her indorse door. She realised he was using his clenched fist to defecate a burrow to draw himself to her to restrain from sliding off the miserly orifice - no amateur, this one. After a couple of test pushes he pushed forward and she felt herself open up for him, several in of him forced inside. She let out a startled cry, her human foot clenching as he continued to force forward, slowly inching forward until private parts was pressed against her.

"piece of tail yeah."The man grunted as he began to move. He felt thickheaded, but it was always difficult to guess as every cock felt a lot magnanimous when it was in her ass. She pinched her lips and squeezed her eyes shut as she reamed her with steadily strokes, feeling her tight ring push and puff, gripping him as he sodomised her. He snaked a hired hand under her trying to grope at her chest and she felt the stuff of her shirt rip as he recklessly pawed at her body.

After a couple of minutes of relentless penetration she found herself more able to relax, and while she initially resented that he had decided to take her anally without her express mail invitation she couldn't deny that the fact she'd lost control of the place was thrilling and she wanted more.

"screw me."She urged. It was a loud rustle, barely audible over the backcloth thrum of the music and she wasn't sure if he even heard her, but he began to bang her faster, maybe by coincidence.

"Fuck."She uttered again as her anus clenched, a small spasm of weak resistivity as he rammed himself all the way up inside her over and over. In her experience when a man wanted to cum using her bunghole he'd use short, shallow strokes to focus the tightest musculus on the raw oral sex of his peter but this guy seemed to want to ill-use her short fix, running up as a good deal mileage as possible. She realised that the man holding her down had moved spatial relation to he was in front line of her holding her shoulders, and his half-erect hammer was positioned in presence of her, still embarrassing with his own spunk after removing the safety, and he was moving his hips to sweep it against her face, trying to sweet-talk her to afford her mouth.

Without thinking about it she parted her sass to take over his bare tool in her sassing, tasting his seminal residual and he was quickly to charter reward of her abidance, pushing himself to the back of her throat. With her head tilted back it was casual to accept him all the way in and he quickly grew in her soft back talk, which he began to slowly fuck.

Another moment passed and it seemed that shaved read/write head was prepare to finish and after a few little quick strokes he pushed inside one lastly time and she let out a muffled cry as she felt his throbbing rod unload itself.

He slowly pulled out once he was done and her hole tingled with the feeling of vacuum as the man in front of her withdrew from her sass and he started to encircle around behind her.

"time lag, don't."Tegan said, trying to promote herself up, but shaved head guy shoved her back down. Guy two was obviously up for stave two and wanted to take a turn in her ass, but she was out of condoms. While she had eventually stopped resisting, she wasn't about to let him bareback her.

"I have my own security. As if I'd ingest any risks with some niggling gutterslut."

Tegan took some tranquilize hint as she felt him apply some fresh lubricator to her asshole and labour his wrapped prong inside her tender hole with ease. Shaved head teacher had done a solid job of opening her up and he was able to start fucking her with the ease of a talented porn star. Hell, with the exception of there being no cameras, maybe she was at this point.

She lay there and took it, shaved caput guy merely resting his hired man on her unresisting back as his friend smashed in her back door. At one point she saw a couple of raver accidentally wander into the area but when they saw her getting fucked they lingered for a minute then wandered away without doing or saying anything. Not that she really cared anyway - either about anyone intervening or seeing her like this. After a few moment she felt him rend out and she supposed he must throw removed his condom and finished himself with his manus because she felt a splatter of hot spunk hit her right asscheek and begin to trickle down the backrest of her thigh.

At first she didn't move, it didn't really flick with her at first that it was actually all over until the men stood in front of her and shaved school principal patted her gently on the cheek.

"You awake ?"

Tegan gently pushed herself off the crate and pulled her skirt down to pass over herself again not caring about the jizz on her butt. She started to straighten her shirt and realised it was buck, her impart tit completely exposed by a rip in the material. She sighed and looked up at the roadies.

"Are we done here ?"she enquired, somewhat coldly as she gathered up the unused lube sachets and the condom wrap into her fanny pack and clipped it back around her waist.

"Sure, sweetie."The arcsecond guy said with a smirk."You feel spare to come up find me any time."



Tegan walked unsteadily on her heeled boots, walking awkwardly because she was aching below the waist, checking her skirt was straightened again as she moved out from behind the speaker wall back into the main warehouse area to find Jackson. She headed back across the floor back to where he'd finale seen her dancing with the other girl and ran into them halfway - he was still with her.

"There you are !"he shouted over the medicine."Been looking all over for you."

"Sure."Tegan said derisively as Jackson looked her up and down, seeing she was increasingly dishevelled since he'd close seen her. The other girl was hanging off Jackson almost possessively.

"You ready to go ?"he was asking if she'd completed her challenge. Tegan held up seven finger. She was counting the fact one guy had fucked her twice, she had the utilise wrappers to raise it. Jackson looked confused for a minute then shrugged.

"confect is coming home with us."Thomas J. Jackson said indicating the charwoman adjacent to him. So Tegan's night was apparently far from over .