Janet patted the sofa cushion beside her. "Jenny, why don't you come over here and sit between us," she said.
Jenny obediently walked over and squeezed onto the couch between Janet and Sophie. Janet leaned over and forcefully pushed her tongue into the younger girl's mouth as Sophie fondled Jenny's breasts through the fabric of her dress. Two minutes later, Jenny's dress was halfway off and her panties were down around her ankles as Janet finger-fucked her and Sophie sucked on her bare nipples.
Kristin felt the wetness flowing between her legs and was about to start playing with herself when Janet suddenly stopped. She licked Jenny's juice carefully from her index finger and smoothed back her hair. Addressing Sophie, she spoke firmly in a voice made husky by desire. "Bring out the Bitch," she said.
Sophie nodded and stood. "Kristin, why don't you give her a hand," added Janet. Kristin stood tentatively. Between the martinis, the wine with dinner, and the after-dinner drinks, she was much more drunk than she generally allowed herself to be. She was also wearing higher heels than usual, so she was pretty wobbly on her feet as she followed Sophie out of the room. She knew that Janet was just trying to get Jenny to herself for a minute, but in her present state she was more than willing to play along.
Sophie led her down several dark corridors to a small, dimly lit room that Kristin had never seen before. In the darkness Sophie began to take liberties, sliding a hand between Kristin's thighs, penetrating her with one finger, then several. Kristin knew that Sophie fancied her, and was also a little jealous of her. Sophie treated Kristin's pussy very roughly and to her great shame, Kristin just took it, leaning against the wall and moaning softly.
As her eyes grew accustomed to the dimness, Kristin realized that they were not alone in the room. There was a figure in the far corner on its hands and knees, but it was hard to make out because it was clad entirely in black. Removing her hand from between Kristin's legs, Sophie walked that way. Taking down a leash that was hanging on the wall, Sophie clipped one end to the collar around the figure's neck, then leaned down to unhook the chain that tethered one of its ankles to the wall. Turning, Sophie strode purposefully from the room and the figure followed, crawling on its hands and knees.