.. I watched silently for a while, as the whole scene began. When I was invited to the party I wasn't sure what the deal was, just that it was 'secret' and 'something crazy' might happen to the new stuck-up bitch at work. I stayed behind the crowd as she got mauled, strung-up and abused. I cheered as the other chick got similar treatment, and almost took off my belt to join in the fun. But other guys seemed more intent on marking her, so I let them have their fun. And what fun it was, especially the piercing and the forced fucking. That really got my dick hard for sure, especially when she got spit on and practically creamed at the humiliation of it all. She's such a fucking mess now, with the loads of cum flowing down her legs, spilling from her fucked ass and cunt, her face covered in sweat and spit.

Louise breaks from talking to Jake and spots me in the crowd. She makes her way over with some unknown purpose. I stand rubbing my cock thru my jeans, wondering what she's got on her mind, occasionally glancing at the hogtied bitch being moved toward the other gals. "Hey, you got some prison tat's, don't you Charlie?" she blurts out when she gets close. I can see she's been affected by this whole scene as well, her nips poking thru her sheer blouse, face flushed and glowing. "Yup" I respond, rolling up my sleeve, showing her my crudely inked tat. PUNISHER it reads, and she runs her fingers over the letters, tracing it out on my oversized bicep. "Can you do them bitches one?" she asks, pointing to the quivering, still fucking couple. I pull a thin shiv out of my boot and bring it close to her face. "What's in it for me?" Shocked by the knife she steps back, but a cruel grin spread over her face. She holds up a few ink pens she’s collected and I nod. The crowd parts as we move our way to the nearly spent couple. Louise pulls me to the stuck-up one, standing, moaning still thrusting into the poor helpless woman.
“She’ll need to be still” I tell Louise and Jake. “Or else this knife’ll do some real damage” I run the flat of the cold steel down her back, announcing my presence at the next stage of her ordeal.