Back to Brandon: As Miranda and Brandon walked into the kitchen, he couldn't help but noticing that it seemed like a kitchen from some fancy restaurant. This place was so big, it seemed like it could hold the entire party in this room. They looked around for a second and he asked some girls who were standing there "Where do we get some drinks?"
Miranda didn't know. Tommy had got hers for her last time. The girls pointed them to what Brandon guessed was the fridge, even though it looked different, right beside the wine cabinet. He started to turn around and ask her what she wanted but she was already gone so he fixed a drink and started to mingle a little. Brandon still thought of Cheryl's promise of something "special" for their first time. But, for now, he was just going to make sure to 'socialize' around a bit. After all, this was his first orgy and he'd catch up to her later. After a little walking around, a certain girl caught his eye.
She had somewhat of the fetish goth chick look going on with long, black hair, makeup, piercings all over, and some wild tattoos on her arm and belly. She was a little taller than Brandon and hot! She looked like a dead ringer, believe it or not, for Jennifer Love Hewitt but with what was obviously fake silicon pornstar tits that were about the size of two basketballs as they shook with her slightest movement. Her nipples and belly were pierced and she had more than a few tattoos. Standing on either side of her were two very well hung, rugged, muscular twins with black greaser "devilock hairdos" (Misfits band reference). Both were wearing dog collars and she held their chains, as they must have been her slaves. And the cigarette she kept dragging on only added to her sexual appeal in Brandon's eyes.
Anyway, she caught him eyeing her and curled her finger motioning him over. Brandon was feeling himself rise as he approached her to say something. But she just stopped him and said "Cut the shit, honeybuns. You want me so bad you can taste it, don't ya?" She said "Well ya know, you are kinda a cute little slut, but you have to understand. If you wanna play with ME, you have to play by MY rules....Shut up! Don't dare to interrupt me again." She took another drag, exhaled as she teasingly licked one of her nipples, laughed, and told him to follow her as she walked down a hall with her slaves in tow, following behind her as she pulled him along by his dick. She stopped in this one average sized room. There was one couch, a couple of tables and a picture in an otherwise bare room.
