The lounge went dead quiet, the orgy's moans dipping for a split second, like the whole room held its breath. Eyes widened, jaws dropped. The five women stood frozen, their naked bodies glistening under the lights, lips parting in shock, their curves catching every eye.

A guy nearby stopped mid-thrust, his partner whining under him with a frustrated "Hey!" but he didn't care, too busy staring at the showdown unfolding.

Victoria's face flushed, her calm cracking, lips pressing tight into a thin line.

She opened her mouth to speak, but Devon cut her off, nodding slow, his eyes never leaving hers, pinning her in place. "You want me to join the Velvet Circle, don't you? Then strip. Right now."

The words hit like a bomb, exploding through the VIP. Gasps rippled across the crowd, whispers buzzing fast: "No fucking way she's gonna do it."

"A B2 member? In the orgy? That's insane!" It was unheard of—rare as hell, damn near impossible. B2 members and above were considered as elite even in the exclusive VIP section.

All eyes locked on Victoria, waiting, watching, the air so thick you could choke on it. Her bodyguard shifted again, hands twitching like he wanted to step in, his jaw tight, but she waved him off sharp with a flick of her wrist, her eyes still burning into Devon's, a storm brewing behind them.

Victoria bit her lip hard, the skin turning white under her teeth, her fists clenching so tight her knuckles paled.

She glared at him, her eyes flashing with fury, a spark that said she wasn't backing down easy.

"You're serious," she said, voice low, almost a growl, but there was a tremble in it, like she was weighing her next move on a razor's edge.

Her chest rose and fell faster, her breath hitching just enough to notice.

Devon's smile widened, slow and wicked, his voice dropping to a smooth, taunting drawl, loud enough for everyone to hear over the orgy's hum.

"I'm waiting, Victoria. Take it all off. Every damn stitch." He leaned forward now, elbows on his knees, staring her down like a predator sizing up prey.

The five women behind him shifted, their eyes flicking between Devon and Victoria, a mix of amusement and heat in their gazes, like they were eating up her discomfort and loving every second of it.

Victoria's jaw ticked, her chest heaving faster now, the flush creeping up her neck.

She glanced at the five women—Bambi's blonde hair catching the light like spun gold, her full lips smirking, Candy's heart-shaped ass swaying slightly, her eyes gleaming with mischief; the redhead's freckled tits heaving with a soft, teasing giggle, the brunette's hourglass figure swaying, long waves brushing her bare shoulders, the ebony beauty's juicy ass twitching like she could barely wait to jump in.

They were enjoying this, no doubt, their eyes sparkling with wicked delight, loving the sight of the high-and-mighty Victoria squirming under Devon's challenge.

Victoria bit her lip harder, almost drawing blood, then let out a sharp breath, her voice tight but steady.

"Fine, Devon," she said, her words clipped, carrying a mix of defiance and surrender. "You want a show? You'll get one."

A low murmur ran through the VIP, heads craning closer, eyes wide with anticipation. "No fucking way," someone whispered, voice thick with shock.

"She's actually doing it?" Victoria's fingers moved deliberate, unbuttoning her suit jacket slow, each click of a button loud in the hushed lounge.

She let the jacket slide off her shoulders, falling to the floor with a soft thud, revealing a black blouse that hugged her tits tight, nipples already poking through the thin fabric, betraying her body's response.

She didn't stop, her hands moving to the blouse, undoing each button with care, her eyes locked on Devon's, daring him to look away.

The blouse fell open, showing a lacy black bra, her full tits spilling over the edges, creamy skin glowing under the lights. She shrugged it off, letting it drop in a heap, then reached for her pants, unzipping them slow, the sound sharp and deliberate, cutting through the orgy's hum.

She stepped out of them, kicking off her sleek black heels, standing there in just her bra and panties, her skin flushed, curves soft but toned, a faint sheen of sweat beading on her neck.

The VIP was electric now, the air buzzing with hungry stares from men and women alike leaning closer, some licking their lips, others shifting in their seats, cocks hardening, pussies getting wetter.

Victoria hesitated, her hand hovering over her bra clasp, her thighs squeezing together like she could hide her shaved pussy.

"What's the holdup, Vicky?"

Bambi purred, stepping forward, her blonde hair swinging, tits bouncing as she moved, her voice all tease, dripping with mock sweetness.

"Need a hand taking that off? I'm real good at getting things off." Her eyes sparkled with fun, her lips curling into a naughty grin.

Victoria shot her a glare that could've burned holes, her lips curling into a snarl. "Back the fuck off, Bambi," she snapped, voice sharp but shaky, betraying the heat building inside her.

She reached behind, unhooked her bra with a quick flick, and let it fall, her full tits spilling free, nipples hard and dark, standing proud and begging for attention.

The VIP let out low whistles, murmurs rippling through the crowd. She hooked her thumbs into her panties, sliding them down slow, the fabric catching on her hips for a moment before dropping to the floor.

She stepped out of them, standing stark naked in front of Devon, her skin glowing under the lights, curves on full display—full tits, tight waist, round hips, and a shaved pussy glistening just enough to notice.

Her face burned red, but she stood tall, one hand instinctively covering her nipples, the other arm crossing low to shield her pussy, thighs pressed tight together, like she could hide from the hungry stares devouring her.

Devon's smile widened, slow and dangerous, his eyes raking over her naked body, taking in every inch, the swell of her tits, the dip of her waist, the soft roundness of her hips, the faint glisten between her thighs.

"Not bad, Vicky," he said, voice low and teasing, loud enough for the crowd to hear, drawing a few chuckles. "But you're not done yet." He extended a finger, pointing to the floor in front of him, his grin turning wicked. "Come here."

Victoria took a step, her bare feet silent on the sticky floor, the smell of cum and blood sharp in her nose.

But Devon shook his head slow, his eyes glinting with cruel delight. "Nah, Vicky. Crawl to me."

The lounge erupted in gasps, whispers turning to shocked laughs. "Holy shit, he's making her crawl?"

"No way she's doing that!" Victoria's eyes flashed with fury, her fists clenching so tight her knuckles went white, nails digging into her palms.

She cursed him in her mind but her body betrayed her, a faint heat pooling low in her belly, her pussy tingling despite her anger.

She dropped to her knees slow, her skin hitting the warm, sticky floor, the mix of cum, blood, and sweat sharp in her nose, making her stomach twist.

She crawled toward him, her heavy tits swaying with each move, ass up high, round and inviting, every inch of her exposed.

Her face burned red, but her eyes stayed locked on his, refusing to look weak, each slow crawl a mix of defiance and submission.

The five women watched, their smirks growing, bodies shifting closer, their own heat rising.

Bambi bit her lip, her hand brushing her own nipple, tweaking it slow, a soft moan escaping her.

Candy's eyes gleamed, her heart-shaped ass swaying as she shifted, her thighs rubbing together, a low hum of pleasure in her throat. The redhead giggled low, her freckled ass twitching like she couldn't wait to jump in, her puffy pussy lips glistening with a fresh drip. The brunette's long waves swayed as she leaned closer, her full tits brushing against Candy's arm, her breath quickening.

The ebony beauty's juicy ass bounced as she moved, her fingers trailing down her belly, teasing her own clit, her eyes locked on Victoria's crawling form.

The air crackled with their hunger, the whole VIP watching, cocks hardening, pussies getting wetter, the orgy's moans growing louder like a cheer for the show unfolding.

Victoria reached Devon, kneeling at his feet, her naked body glowing under the lights, sweat beading on her skin, her chest heaving from the crawl.

Devon leaned forward, his hand reaching out to tip her chin up, forcing her to meet his eyes. "Good girl," he said, voice low and smooth, dripping with control, the words sending a shiver through her despite her fury.

Before she could fire back, Bambi moved in fast, her blonde hair swinging like a curtain as she dropped to her knees beside Victoria, her hand sliding bold up Victoria's thigh, fingers grazing dangerously close to her pussy, brushing the sensitive skin.

"Relax, Vicky," Bambi purred, her lips brushing Victoria's ear, her breath hot and teasing, sending a spark down Victoria's spine. "We're gonna make this so much fun." Candy joined in, her heart-shaped ass swaying as she knelt on Devon's other side, her tongue flicking out to lick his softening cock, teasing it slow, coaxing it back to life with soft, wet sucks.

The redhead giggled again, crawling forward, her puffy pussy lips leaving a wet trail on the floor as she pressed her freckled tits against Victoria's back, kissing her neck slow and sloppy, her tongue leaving a warm, wet trail.

The brunette and the ebony beauty closed in too, their hands roaming over Devon's chiseled chest, Victoria's full tits, each other's round asses, fingers teasing nipples, clits, and holes, the air filling with soft moans, wet squelches, and the slick sound of skin on skin.

Devon's cock twitched harder, growing thick and heavy again as Candy's tongue worked him slow, her lips sucking soft at the tip, her throat humming with delight. Victoria's breath hitched, her hand dropping from her tits as Bambi's fingers slipped between her thighs, finding her clit and circling slow, teasing the swollen bud until she gasped loud, her body jerking.

The redhead's tongue traced down her spine, slow and deliberate, teasing her ass crack, circling her tight asshole with a naughty flick that made Victoria moan despite herself.

The brunette's fingers pinched her nipples hard, sending sharp sparks of pleasure-pain through her, while the ebony beauty straddled Devon's lap, her juicy ass grinding slow against his thigh, her pussy dripping hot and slick onto his skin as she leaned in to kiss him deep, her tongue tangling with his, a low moan vibrating in her throat.

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