“My head!” she groaned, “Oh bloody hell.”
“It’s your own stupid fault,” a stern voice announced, “You were warned about mixing legal highs with booze.”
“Oh stuff your supercilious bloody pious bloody crap,” Carrie snapped and then as she realised her hands were tied she demanded, “What the fuck’s happening.”
The room stopped spinning, Carrie sobered up instantly, “Oh fuck!” she said, as she felt the unmistakable slippery moisture of a man‘s cum between her pussy lips, “Who fucked me?”
“Which one, they formed quite a queue at one stage,” the woman replied, “I’m Marjory by the way, “Toby’s mum.”
“Oh fuck,” Carrie sighed, as reality dawned and she realised that apart from stockings, high heels and a basque she was completely naked, “I guess they all went and left me?”
“About eight hours ago,” Marjory agreed, “How could you be so stupid?”
“Practice,” Cassie agreed, “Any idea where my clothes are?”
