104 A pornography party 2 (1/2)

Where's Dorra? Where on earth is she?

I stand outside the living room and look around at the corner for a moment, then I make sure Dorra isn't in the lobby on the first floor. Then I look at the surrounding terrain and there isn't her in the kitchen behind me.

And on the other side of the living room. It's a staircase leading to the second floor. I hesitate for a moment, take a deep breath, stand up and swagger into the living room.

The men and women in the living room are all half asleep and half awake, so when I walk in, no one around me is surprised. Everyone are twisting. Some two people hug together, some three or four people hug together.

As I'm walking past the crowd, I suddenly see two men standing up in the corner, their eyes on me. After a start of astonishment, they come towards me quickly.

I immediately realize that they are awake!

I grab a bottle from a table next to me and hide it behind me. But my face is still calm, pretending not to be aware of anything.

Finally, the man in front of me on my left comes up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. ”You are?”

I realize that he might also be hesitant. I even suspect that he may not fully know the people present. He just think my face seems strange and a little skeptical.

Such a chance must not be missed!

I just let him put his hand on my shoulder, pretend to be drunk, say with my tongue wide: ”What… are… you… saying?”

His eyes twinkle, reaches another hand for my arm, seemingly trying to take me to the side. As soon as his finger touches my arm, I hit it with a sharp elbow! The metal handle torch that I'm holding in my arm has hit him heavily on the chin. The man is immediately covering his chin and screaming. I do not hesitate. The bottle in the other hand hits him on the head!

Bang!

The bottle is broken and the golden liquor spill all over the floor.

The other man immediately raises his hand and hits me with a punch. I lower my body and head down. At the same time, I take his arm with my shoulder and punch him in the throat.

Bang!

The man is falling down, covering his throat. His face turns red and he can't even breathe at the moment.

This is still my mercy! If I beat him harder, I'm afraid he can be broken his throat knot!

I knock them down, and no one jumps out of the crowd next to me. One by one, they are all staggering, giggling, and shouting, ”Oh yeah! Oh, yeah! ”

Another man, with an obscene smile on his face, leans askew towards me, and his mouth does not know what strange tone to call out: ”Honey!”

”Honey your mom!” I knock him down too.

The group is hopeless. I give them a cold look.

I know that once you take stimulants, your mind is basically out of your control. In this case, all your behavioral awareness comes from your body's instincts. Or rather than ”instinct”, are some behaviors stimulated by drugs. Just like dreaming.

I rush upstairs as fast as I can. I also carefully stay at the stairway entrance for a second, for fear that there would be someone there! At that moment, my heart has been completely nervous!

First of all, I have clearly realized that people who can live in such places are definitely not ordinary people. Dare to hold such a huge psychedelic party at home, if there is no strong background, who dares?!

The second floor is an arched ceiling with a small hall with half corridors on each side. There are paintings on the walls, and I hear music coming from a door at the end of the side corridor. It's a kind of slow rhythm music, mixed with the groaning voices of men and women made by electronic music synthesis, with a faint sound.

In the days when I had fallen, I didn't know that this kind of music had been heard hundreds of times, and it was released to urge love! It's the ordinary R&B music plus the groaning voices of men and women in sex movie. When it's playing, it's accompanied by psychedelics. It can be said an indispensable thing of this kind of erotic party.

My face is cold and I walk over with the long-handled metal torch, pushing the door hard, and the door is locked. I step back two steps, lift my leg and kick it hard!

Bang!

The door has been kicked open, half of the door locks falls off and hangs aside.

The room is smoky and the air smells strange. I know, it's the volatile smell of hallucinogens mixed in wine. It's a little sour and sweet feeling. If such odor smells too much, people will feel dizzy. Although not comatose, but it will make people mentally retarded, just like a few days and nights without sleep, extremely sleepy state.

The light in the room is light red, and a lamp post shot down from the top of the head. Rotating and twinkling, in this light, I've seen the scene of the room.

In the middle is a big bed, very big bed, and classical Italian style, round! There is a mirror on the ceiling of the roof. There is a man and a woman in the bed, naked all over. They are carrying on the most primitive and instinctive human movement, roaring and entangling. When I have broken in, they still all ignore me completely. Both seem to have lost consciousness, totally ignoring any movement around them. The man looks strong and tall. The woman on him looks tall and slim, short-haired, kneeling on him, naked. The man is holding her in his arms, both agitating desperately, while the man burying his head in the woman's chest, and there are wild animal roars from his mouth from time to time.

Because the two of them have a half-sided view of me, I can see the girl clearly. To my relief, she's not Dorra.

The girl's face, which should have been very young and pure, has been completely distorted now, with a look like madness on her face, biting her lips to bleed! And her eyes, obviously, it is godless and has lost consciousness. Her delicate skin is covered with red and green marks, as if it has been scratched out. She is straddling on the man's body. A pair of long legs tightly entangled in the man's waist, in the middle of the lip biting, while meaningless moans and screams, do not know whether excitement or pain.

In the corner of the room, there is a DV on a tripod. The lens is pointing at the bed. Look at the flickering lights on the camera. Obviously, they're shooting!

My eyes continue to glance over, and finally I find Dorra in the corner!