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d, “The party favors are here and you know what that means!”

Everyone cheered. Men went for the pills and those who didn’t had women racing to get it for them. Kendall happily placed beads around each woman’s neck.

“Bottoms up!” Bastian yelled from behind me.

All the men tossed their pills back and took a drink.

“Now the games will really begin,” Kendall said. “Vivi, which one are we playing first?”

Vivi walked out in front of us all, naked as could be, her golden beads accentuating her supple tits. She held a fish bowl in her hand filled with pieces of folded up red paper.

“Ok, everyone wanting to take part in the piñata game,” Vivi said, “please take a number. Birthday girl, you don’t count because guess what, you’re the piñata.”

Everyone cheered. I didn’t. I was buzzing but not loose enough to abandon all concern. My palms began to sweat and I hugged Bastian close.

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“Don’t worry, you’re gonna love it,” he assured me. “Every girl in here wishes she could be the piñata but it’s reserved for birthday girls. At our last party, a guy and a girl had their birthday on the same day. That was crazy. You’re lucky enough to get it all to yourself.”

Lucky me. What the fuck does that mean?

“Will our piñata please finish her drink quickly and come join me at the center of the room?”

I downed my half-full cup of sangria and then reached for Bastian’s which was completely full and swigged it too. I needed it. I had no idea what was about to go down. Bastian and Emery worked together to toss a rope up over a hook in the ceiling. With each failed attempt the others in the party laughed at them.

“Emery’s having a hard time getting it up!” a man yelled.

“Bastian can’t seem to find the spot!” a woman yelled. “Imagine that!”

Finally, the rope wrapped around the hook and they pulled the other end down. Bastian had the honor of tying the rope around my wrists.

“You’re going to hang me?” I asked. “Like a fucking piñata?”

He laughed.

“Not quite,” he said. “This will only keep your hands above your head so you can’t cheat.”

“I don’t like this,” I said.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

I nodded.

“Then relax,” he said. “Enjoy this while you have the chance because you won’t again until you’re forty.”

“That’s okay,” I said. “I can wait till then. I’m patient.”

I was so fucking nervous.

Vivi handed him a black blindfold. He tied it around my eyes and the world went dark. Naked and only able to hear and feel, I stood vulnerable with my hands tied above my head. Concentrating on the voices around me, I heard random compliments about me.

“She’s so beautiful,” a man said.

“Do you want me to set up a playdate with that one?” a woman said.

“Look at her tits, they’re perfect,” another woman said.

“Okay, take a look at the numbers you drew,” Vivi’s voice cut through the air. “Now, not that most of you need to be reminded of the rules but since some of you are new here or at least new since our last birthday bash, I should explain how we do this. When your number is called, you’ll go into the toy closet and grab whatever you want. One item. With that, you get one full minute to try and make the piñata pop with that one toy. No hands, no mouths, no dicks! Only your toy. If she comes, you win.”