Jason took me to a private changing room and unlocked the door. “When you’re ready, Jimmy will have a ride for you out front. And, Gwendolyn?”
“Yes?”
“You were awesome!”
I used the shower, removing layers of cum, booze, and assorted other substances from my skin and hair. I think Jason watched me awhile, but when I got out he was gone.
My dress was folded on a chair, but the panties had disappeared. There was a little plastic bag with a hair brush and other essentials that helped immensely at that moment.
An envelope contained my check as well as a note from Grady. He congratulated me for a “breakthrough performance” and noted that The Pit had paid my hotel bill, a bonus. I was welcome back anytime. “Just call and I’ll arrange it,” his note concluded.
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The Pit provided a limo to take me back to my hotel. I rested deeply in the soft leather seat, my head back, my hands relaxed in my lap. I was exhausted but filled with an incredibly serene glow. The party was better than I ever could have dreamed. My fantasies lacked imagination compared to the night’s reality. I simply hadn’t known the deep ways I could be totally energized sexually by an uninhibited gangbang.
For hours, I had been hyper-stimulated everywhere that I had erogenous potential. Climax after climax had rolled over me. I had screamed, cried, twisted, humped and flung myself about. Dozens of strangers did whatever they wished with my full participation. I made them happy with my easy acceptance of their desires while they drove me further and further into my own sexual frenzy.
There was no way to describe what that experience was like; it had to be lived. In the end, I had no words, no concepts, just feelings, immense feelings. And no regrets. Oh no, quite the opposite.
When I got back to my hotel room, I soaked in the tub then showered with the needle spray. In bed I immediately slept, remaining there for many untroubled, dreamless hours.
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Mid-day on Sunday, I went to the hotel spa for a head to toe massage and organic deep pore face cleansing. Afterward I was restored and ready to return to Chicago. Late afternoon, I took a taxi to the airport.
I was going back to my regular life, but nothing would ever be the same.