Two minutes later Tim walked in and as he unzipped his trousers he said, “It really is a good job that you won’t remember this; but I sure as hell will.” His cock loomed over my face, my mouth automatically opened and his bell-end hit my tonsils; then kept going. Fuck; was his cock long. After his balls hit my eyes he backed off then started thrusting in and out as his hands pulled and tweaked my nipples. Fortunately he gave me chances to breathe and before long he stopped deep inside me, twitched and then shot his load down my throat. I think that it was 6 more men that came and fucked my mouth; the only girl that came to me was Grace. Instead of putting her pussy over my mouth as my head hung over the end of the table she pulled my legs so that I was squarely on the table. Then she hitched up her skirt, climbed on the table and 69d me. Grace was so soft and gentle and really knew what she was doing. She’s not a lesbian because we often talk about her boyfriends but I now guess that she’s bi. We both made the other cum before she climbed off, straightened herself up and left. I was glad ass when the last of the men left me because my mouth and throat were a bit sore. After a few minutes rest, Ryan came and got me. He looked me over, probably to see if I had any cum anywhere asian on me (I hadn’t, it was all in my stomach); straightened my hair the led me back to the others. Everyone was smiling at me as Ryan picked up my dress and told me to put it on. Then he asked the others where I’d been sitting when he put me under. Someone moved and Ryan sat me down with him beside me. Ryan gave me a glass of whisky and told me to drink. Next he took the glass from me, got his phone out then said, “Constantinople.” I stayed with a blank expression for a few seconds then turned to Ryan and said, “I told you that it wouldn’t work.” There were a few quiet laughs but I ignored them. No one at work said anything about what had happened and I sure as hell wasn’t going to; Ryan still believes that he’d successfully hypnotised me, twice. The only semi reference to it during the rest of the party was me saying, “Blimey, is that the time, where’s it all gone?” That got a couple of little sniggers but no one said anything. I was quite quiet for the rest of the evening; that was because I was thinking about the consequences of what japanese Tim had done to me and what some of my other colleagues had done to me. At one point I thought, “At least I know what half the cocks in the office look like now.” I dreaded going in to work on the Monday; okay, everyone thought that I was being hypnotised when I did all those things but what if someone knew the truth? That would have been just too much for me. What if people started treating me differently because of what I’d done? What would I do if people started talking to me about the things that I’d done? I was so worried when I walked into the office, but I was really lucky; the most that anyone said about the party was that it was a good one. I was really glad that no one said that running machine’s name. The only slight cutie reference to the party was that I found a golf ball on my desk after lunch on the Monday. Someone was letting me know that they hadn’t forgotten. By the time it got to the Tuesday night I was looking forward to having the Friday afternoon off and going to the gym. The Lord Mayor’s Parade tits Ryan came home one night and told me that his boss had announced that the company was entering a float in the local mayor’s parade through the city. For some weird reason, the company had decided on a theme of television programs. He’d said that he wanted suggestions for the programmes and idea for the displays. When Sally and I finally got back into our minivan, and were fixing to leave, Sally cutie remarked to me, "That poor man. I'll swear Linda's clit is nearly tits as big as that asian super-tiny dick of his." “All right, the mosquitoes are going nuts, so I’m going to head inside. Do you know that movie that just came out Aquaman? Then Joe moved his hands from my shoulders to the side He pushed her onto the bed, then pulled them off over her feet. The crowd hushed. She bit her lip and sadness, panic and worry filled her eyes. “Hey mister, ya got any candy?” I swirled his japanese juice ass in my mouth. Thank you for paying me; have you any different questions?” Made sense saving money and give the girls people to play with. “Now that’s the kind of stuff I need to know, Dad. Jude Darcy was laying on his bed, reading from a thick book.