Chapter 7: Trust-Fall Gloryhole & Balcony Exposure

The sauna door slammed shut behind them, cool mountain air rushing over Emma’s steaming skin like a slap. Her body still radiated furnace heat, every pore slick, rosebud pulsing with a deep, satisfied ache from the blooms she’d been forced to display. The guys didn’t let her catch her breath. A company bandana—navy with the corporate logo—wrapped tight around her eyes right there on the deck, plunging her into total darkness. Strong hands guided her, half-lifting, half-pushing her back inside the main lodge.

“Official team trust-fall exercise,” Jamal announced, voice low and amused. “Time to prove you really trust the crew, Emma.”

They steered her into the living room. Furniture had been shoved aside, creating a wide open circle. She could hear the shuffle of fourteen pairs of bare feet, the rustle of bodies positioning themselves. The air carried the lingering scent of last night’s fire mixed with fresh sweat and the sharp edge of arousal. Fourteen cocks stood ready—she sensed the heat radiating from them, the faint musk drifting toward her blindfolded face.

Her phone buzzed on a side table. One of the guys snatched it up. “Mark says, ‘I’m getting worried—call me now.’” The text was read aloud, every word dripping with mockery. The circle erupted in laughter that bounced off the walls. Humiliation flared hot in her chest, but so did something darker, hungrier.

“Spin her,” Tyrone ordered.

Hands twirled her slowly in the center. Dizzy, disoriented, she staggered. “Trust-fall backward, slut. Land on whatever cock you find. Then guess—taste, size, Black or White? Wrong answer gets you a fresh piss chaser.”

She fell. Strong arms caught her hips from behind. A thick, veiny shaft nudged her pussy lips, then drove upward in one smooth thrust. The stretch was immediate, familiar yet anonymous. She gasped, impaled deep, walls fluttering around the invasion. Fingers—three at once, thick and insistent—plunged into her alongside the cock, stretching her wider, curling hard against her inner walls until a sudden squirt sprayed down her thighs.