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Add another to the mischief, that's where the fun is, hun....

I fought to stay in place as Carter continued his "inspection" of Theresa. The only sounds in the room where the echoing sobs coming from her throat mixed with the groans of forced pleasure. Tears would be streaming down her oval shaped face, if I turned to look at her.

Her big, doe eyes would be flittering open and closed trying to fight the onslaught of emotion threatening to overwhelm her. Luckily, I had been left alone with her a few nights ago and gave her the same advice that had been given to me. Theresa no longer struggled against Carter, just let his hands roam free. She had been less lucky than me, however, when he easily discovered how to make her orgasm. 

With a last breathy cry, Theresa orgasmed. I knew if I was looking at her she'd be pressing her lithe body against Carter. Rubbing and seeking his greedy hands, despite her hatred for him. Carter continued down the line, gently touching and adjusting anything that was out of place. It took me by surprise when the sound of his polished shoes came back towards the center of the line.

"TouchNodes," he called, gathering our undivided attention. "I have some good news to share with you." He dipped his fingers into his mouth and winked at Theresa.

He motioned to Ricky who pushed opened the set of double doors leading to a side hallway used by staff. A man's body blocked out the light, followed by another, and more until I had counted 12. They all came in, arms loosely hanging to their sides, and to my confusion and total object horror - only wearing speedos.

The man standing directly in front of me was traditionally attractive. With his dark brown slicked back hair, hazel eyes, full pink lips and strong jaw, he'd certainly stir hearts the moment he stepped into any room. But he looked tired, and slightly winded, almost as if he had been beaten. His body was unbruised, just a dark mark to his left hip bone and a red slash across each of his wrists. 

He sported a raging hard on that was peeking out of the stretched speedo he wore. A sign, in the shape of a penis was stitched into the material, standing out against the bright white. I glanced at his pecks, coming up short at the sight of more signs, pointing down to his erect nipples. His gaze was hazy, obviously drugged, but he stood straight, without help. Immediately I felt sorry for him, MPD had done much to me that I counted as wrong, but never had I ever been drugged.

"Ladies, please join me in welcoming, Jason, Darren, Charles, Mar--" Carter's voice died away as I stared at the man in front of me. He locked eyes with me, finally, and lifted the sides of his mouth temporarily. The half smirk faded almost as fast as it happened. "And this," Carter motioned to the man I was ogling, "is Dante."

Arabella was the first to speak as she struck what she would call a sexy pose, "are they going to play with us too?" Her eyes hungrily climbed the muscled pecks belonging to Dante.

"No, they will be joining the ranks as Studs, male TouchNodes." I frowned, confused. "Not that it is any concern of yours, our clients have requested we... diversify the ranks. So, like you, these men will be stationed around the party ready for the same types of pleasures you ladies enjoy."

"But--"

"Arabella," Carter cut her off, "I will explain more later, but for now, we have a party to attend."

"Dev! Dante!" We turned our heads towards the voice and stepped out of line to meet Carter in the middle, "you two will be in the upstairs loft area." 

Dante and I dutifully followed behind Carter, up the left winding staircase. I could feel his hazel eyes on my profile as we walked down the long hallway to the loft, but I refused to meet his gaze. In two short months I'd be free from this place and I couldn't afford to have any distractions, not even for the mystery man next to me.