As the aftershocks of your orgasm fade away, you look up at Simon, your eyes filled with gratitude and desire. He nods slightly, acknowledging that he's pleased with how you've served them all. Your body is used and sore, but there's a strange sense of accomplishment and satisfaction welling up inside you. You know that if they ever need another willing participant for one of their "parties," you'll be the first to volunteer again.

Your body still tingles with the memory of their touches as you wait, eagerly anticipating the next time Simon and his friends will have use for you. You can't help but wonder how many men it will be this time, or what new ways they'll find to enjoy your body. It doesn't matter; you're their property now, and you'll do whatever they ask without question.