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The Adventurers' Club Pt. 01

By: professorjames



Laura pulled against the scarves which bound her hands and feet to the corners of the bed. They allowed no more than an inch of movement. The pillow under her hips raised her ass and displayed her nude form in a most inviting way. Her face was down against a pillow, her breathing had become short and shallow and she had to admit that she was incredibly turned on. She heard a sound from across the room as John retrieved something from the closet. "How did I get myself into this?" she asked herself. Then immediately replied, "Just lucky, I guess."

She had first seen John in her American Lit class at the beginning of the Spring semester, about six weeks earlier. He was the type of man Laura would notice: several inches taller than her own 5' 8", light brown hair and blue eyes, and a strong, firm physical build. Of course since coming from a small town to college to begin her freshman year the previous semester, Laura had begun to notice a lot of men. The selection on a large campus was definitely better than in a small town. The female competition was also a lot stronger here, but Laura knew she wasn't totally outclassed. Her shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes added to her height, long legs, and well proportion figure to make most men look twice at her. Walking between classes on a campus where classes might be as much as a mile apart kept her long legs well toned and Laura was not afraid to show them off with short skirts or fitted pants during the colder weather. Her 36C top also held their attention.

During the second week of class the professor had asked them to divide themselves into groups for a research project. It didn't take too much work on Laura's part to get herself included in John's group. From there things progressed easily until the next weekend he asked her out to a movie. A couple of more dates, a little heavy necking and by the middle of February they were in bed.

John proved to be a good lover. Actually it seemed that way to Laura, but in reality she didn't have too much to compare with - only a handful of others. But he was never over demanding, never tried to push her too fast, and always seemed to be interested in seeing that she received the maximum possible pleasure. A couple of times as they were making love, he actually held her back, both physically and emotionally. He loved long, intense foreplay and was slowly running his tongue around her nipples and up and down her breasts when she tried to get him to enter her. "Not quite yet," he said and held her hands above her head and continued to work his tongue magic for several more minutes until Laura was nearly ready to scream. When he finally did plunge into her, her pleasure and orgasm were more that she had ever felt.

The next weekend they stayed in John's apartment to watch videos and soon began necking heavily. Before long John had her shirt opened and was once again sucking and licking her nipples. As he reached up and held her hands and continued his attack, Laura plainly became more excited. "You like having your hands held, don't you?" he asked.

"Sometimes," she admitted. "It seems to turn me on. Maybe because I feel a little out of control."

"Tell you what. Let's try something."

"What do you have in mind?" Laura asked.

"Do you trust me?" he replied.

Laura hesitated a second before replying. "Yes, but I still want to know what you're planning before I say OK."

"But that might spoil the surprise. I'll make you a deal. I won't tell you exactly what I have in mind just yet, but I promise I won't do anything to hurt you or anything you really don't want me to. If I start something you don't want, just say 'I really don't want this. Please quit" and I'll stop right then. How does that sound?"

While they had been talking John had still been playing with her nipples and running his hand up and down the inside of her thighs. This of course didn't do anything to cool Laura off, so she agreed, "OK. As long as you'll stop if I ask."

With that John stood, picking Laura up in his arms. "Nice muscles," she thought to herself as he carried her into the bedroom.

They continued necking and petting, and without her realizing exactly when, Laura found herself completely naked. John laid her on the bed on her back. While still fondling her breasts, he reached into a night stand and brought out a couple of long silk scarves. "I want to tie your hands. I promise not to hurt you, but you know how it turns you on when I hold your hands down. This will just be a continuation. OK?"

Laura's breathing was shallow and she knew she was already soaking wet. The idea of having her hands restrained both excited and scared her. She could only nod.

John had also lost most of his clothes, but was still wearing a pair of dark blue briefs. He straddled her body on the bed, one leg on each side of her stomach. He stretched her right hand above her and used the scarf to bind it to the corner of the bed. After stopping to lick and suck her nipples again, he repeated the process with her left hand.

For the next forty-five minutes - it seemed like a week to Laura - John caressed, licked, sucked, kissed and otherwise stimulated her to the brink of orgasm again, again, and again. Finally when she thought she could hardly move from sheer exhaustion, he stripped off the rest of his clothes and plunged deeply into her. She found she was not really too exhausted to move. Her climax made all her previous ones seem like naps. Her second, third and forth orgasms were nearly as strong. When John finally came and she felt his juices spurting into her, Laura came a fifth time. Afterward John released her and they fell asleep holding each other.

Laura's birthday was the second of March and John took her to one of the better restaurants in the city. Afterwards they went to a play put on by the University Players. The performance was very good, the acting professional, and the play - a risque comedy - only increased the good feeling. By this time both John and Laura were becoming aroused and when John suggested they return to his apartment, Laura was only too ready to comply.

An additional surprise awaited her there. As they closed the door, John reached for a small, wrapped package on a nearby table. "Happy birthday," he said, giving the present to Laura. "Open it while I get us something to drink."

Laura tore open the paper and found a small jewelry box. Opening it she discovered a plain silver chain with a small catch in the shape of a pair of handcuffs. Handing her a glass, John said, "It looks like a simple necklace with a somewhat unique clasp. However, when you look at it, or think about it when your wearing it, you'll think of what it symbolizes."

Laura actually turned pink at the thought. But she had to admit that the idea this had started - being bound to his bed for one - was making her very wet.

The blush was followed by a long deep kiss. Just as Laura was ready to head for the bedroom, John pulled away and held her shoulders. He looked into her eyes and said, "You still have one birthday surprise coming. Today you're 19, right?"

Laura looked puzzled, but nodded her head.

"And you must know one of the oldest birthday traditions is a spanking."

They both could hear the intake of Laura's breath. She held it for several seconds. "You want to spank me?" she asked, trying to sound, if not offended than at least hesitant and standoffish. But at the same time she realized the flood of wetness between her legs told her she was definitely interested.

"I think we should honor tradition, don't you?" John said as he led her to the couch. He sat and pulled Laura down on his right. "Just lean across my lap, now."

Almost in a daze Laura complied and found herself lying across his knees, her bottom under his right hand. John then pulled her skirt above her waist. As he reached into the waistband of her panties, she realized that this was to be a bare bottom spanking. John pulled her panties below her knees, letting the cool air wash across her smooth ass. Laura's breath was coming fast. John's hand rose and fell across her bare cheeks with a loud slap, leaving a sharp sting. It hurt! It really hurt, but at the same time Laura felt another flood between her legs.

She reached towards her bottom but John caught her wrists. "We can't have that, now can we?" Reaching behind a cushion, John brought out one of the silk scarves. He took Laura's arms and placed them behind her back, wrist to elbow. Quickly he wound the silk scarf around her forearms, completely immobilizing them. Laura felt incredibly turned on as well as a little afraid. The arousal won out and she remained across his knees.

"Now we can continue," John said as his hand rose and fell again.

The pain was real but it also served to make her hotter than she would have imagined possible. "Why would this turn me on?" Laura wondered even as she felt another stinging blow. She didn't understand why, but there was no question that it was really making her hot.

John's hand rose and fell as he counted the blows. When he had reached nineteen he said, "And one to grow on," and brought his hand down with a force greater than any other. Laura, who had been making small gasps with each spank, practically screamed at this one. But at the same time she went over the top and had a tremendously intense orgasm.

After she had recovered, Laura noticed John's cock pressing against her stomach. "So I'm not the only one it excited," she thought. She let herself slide from his lap and kneeled on the floor next to him. She looked into his eyes and then down towards his crotch. Since her hands were still bound behind her, she could only wait while John unzipped his pants. Soon her head was bobbing up and down as his length slid in and out of her mouth. After a very short time, John exploded in her mouth and Laura did her best to swallow it all. She had never been bothered by the taste or the idea and found that in addition to men liking it she found the experience exciting herself.

John untied her arms and held her on his lap. Laura, exhausted, rested her head on his shoulder and found herself falling asleep. She vaguely remembered his carrying her into the bedroom, lying down beside her, and covering them both with a light blanket. She awoke a couple of hours later. Her ass still felt hot and while it didn't actually hurt, it was still sore. Still she found that thinking about the experience turned her on again. Very confused with her own feelings but extremely aroused, she reached across to cress John's sleeping form. He woke and responded quickly and soon they were again making love.

Laura stayed and twice more that night they found themselves coupled for intense love making. After the last time daylight was coming in the window and despite the lack of much actual sleep, both John and Laura felt liking getting up. As John climbed out of bed, his hand sliding across her behind, Laura thought to herself, "Why would anyone want to wear anything to sleep in? I think from now on I'll definitely shed any night clothes before going to bed."

"Come on and take a shower with me and then we can fix some breakfast," John called on his way to the bathroom.

"Why not?" thought Laura. This was turning out to be a whole bunch of firsts for her. In fact Laura found that sharing a shower could be a very sensuous experience with the right man.

Later, clad in terry bathrobes - John seemed to think of everything - they sat eating cheese omelets. While she couldn't deny the pleasure she had found the previous night, Laura did begin to become a little apprehensive about it. Was something wrong with her that she actually liked being helplessly tied and beaten? Well, maybe not "beaten" but at least spanked hard enough to really hurt and, for that matter, to leave her bottom red and still sore this morning. The more she thought about it, the more concerned she became.

Watching her, John could see the change. A look of - was it worry or maybe regret - crept onto her face. John, who had had some experience with these activities before, was able to make a pretty good guess at the problem. "Are you beginning to wonder if what we did is somehow perverted or maybe that there's something a little wrong with us for liking it?" he asked.

Surprised, Laura looked at him. "Are you a mind reader, too, or am I just that easy to see through?"

"Neither. Actually your reaction is not unusual. I suspect this is you first experience with any kind of 'kinky' sex, isn't it?"

Laura blushed, but nodded her head.

"Well, not everyone would like what we did last night, but you would be surprised at how many would. If you would like I can point you to some interesting places on the internet or find a couple of printed articles around here. You'll find that the general area of BDSM - bondage, discipline, sado-maschism, etc. - has a lot of followers. You will also find that they are not all the same. Some want full time master-slave relationships. Some enjoy the pain itself - either receiving or inflicting - and carry it to the point where long term or permanent physical damage can take place. There are all levels of involvement. However, many people just like the feel of being bound and the stimulation of physical pain without any real damage. There's nothing wrong with these feelings - as long as both people agree and as long as either can stop it at any time."

Over the next few days Laura spent a number of hours reading about the "lifestyle" - actually she hated that word - and learned about a whole range of activities she had no idea existed. Many of these she did find repulsive, while others left her indifferent without actually repelling her. But others left her quite aroused. She came to feel that the type of thing she thought would turn her on was neither perverted nor harmful - as long as she could say when to stop. A couple of times she spent an hour on the phone discussing her feelings with John.

They finally decided to explore her interest a little more. So the next Friday night Laura found herself naked and tied face down on John's bed with a pillow pushing her ass into the air and wondering how she had gotten into this. She heard John getting something from the closet. As he approached she heard a swishing sound. Looking over her shoulder she saw he had a leather strap about an inch wide. It was wound a couple of times around his right hand with about 20 inches dangling down. "Well, this is what you thought you wanted. Let's see if it really is," she thought.

"Remember, your safe words are 'yellow light' and 'red light'. Don't be afraid to use them if you need to."

They had already discussed safe words. John had insisted - and so had much of the material she had read - that one should NEVER engage in BDSM play without a safe word. Because Laura was a very level headed and serious young woman this seemed obvious once the basic concept was mentioned. At another level it also allowed her the reassurance that she could stop if she really wanted to but still left the slight level of apprehension - or was it maybe a little fear - of not knowing what was coming until it was there.

John approached, but instead of the strap she had expected, Laura felt his fingers trail down her back, across her bare ass, and along her thighs. The light feather touch aroused her to an even higher level. This continued for several minutes. The almost tickling touch along her sides, across the sides of her breasts, the backs of her knees, between her legs, and across her sex itself. She found herself sweating and already quivering towards an approaching orgasm. Just when she felt she couldn't stand it much longer, he stopped. Three seconds. Five. Ten. Suddenly she heard a swish followed immediately by a sharp, stinging line of pain across her rear. She cried out more from surprise than from the actual pain. It had hurt, but not really that badly. The strap itself was a soft leather and provided a sting without much actual damage.

The first stroke was quickly followed by three others, each a little harder. She tensed for the next lash, but nothing came. Just as she was about to relax and look back over her shoulder, a fifth stroke crashed onto the bare backside, harder than any previous. Once more a sharp cry was wrung from her. John continued to lash her using various strengths and intervals so she was never sure exactly when the next was coming or just how hard to expect it. She lost count.

John, however, was keeping track as well as watching her reaction and the color of her bottom. He wasn't completely detached though. The sight of the beautiful young woman, naked and bound, jerking against the lash had turned him rock hard. He was wearing only briefs and his left hand slid inside to stroke himself. Quickly he pulled down the briefs and stepped out, leaving him completely naked also. After 30 strokes, John said, "I think another five will be about right, don't you agree?" He didn't wait for an answer and brought the lash down very hard directly across both of Laura's cheeks. A yelp escaped her mouth. Twice more the strap fell diagonally from upper left to lower right, each stroke causing a small cry. John moved to the other side. A fourth stroke fell harder that any other across the other diagonal, upper right to lower left. A short hesitation. Then a final stroke straight across the lower part of her buttocks delivered with a force seeming to be harder than all the others combined.

Laura screamed at this last stroke and clinched her ass as tightly as her bonds would allow. At the same time John dropped the strap, climbed onto the bed and entered Laura from behind. She was soaked! So wet that there was no difficulty in sliding in with a single stroke. John then began to stroke in and out slowly and deeply, his pubic hair roughly rubbing against her welts with each stroke. His hands reached under her breasts and found her nipples, now extended and rock hard. He took a nipple between each thumb and forefinger, pinched and twisted as he plunged in and out of the hot young woman. Laura strained against her bonds, but not to escape. Rather she was trying to force harder and deeper penetration. She had been bound and strapped and now he was sending shocks of pain directly to her breasts - and she was loving every second of it!

It was only a matter of a minute or so until both of the young people were coming, long and hard. Laura felt what seemed to be a dozen hard spruts deep within her as her own climax was quickly followed by a second. She lay limp in her bonds on the bed as John collapsed on top of her.

After a minute his cock softened and slid out of Laura's hot passage and John rolled off of her. As he lay next to the girl and listened to her breathing return to normal, he gently stroked her back and bottom with his hand. He lightly kissed the red welts which were, even now, fading.

After a couple of more minutes he reached down and untied her ankles, followed by her wrists. For several more seconds Laura lay still with her arms and legs still outstreched. She then slowly rolled onto her side facing John and looked intently into his eyes. Suddenly her arms encircled his neck and she pulled his mouth to hers. Her tongue snaked between his lips and she pulled not only his lips but his whole body tightly against her. When she broke the kiss she again pulled back to look into his eyes. "Thank you. Thank you for a brand new world. I've never felt that kind of excitement. I want to try it again." Then her hand slid across her own bottom feeling the hot, sore welts and she added, "But not right now. I'm going to have to recover a little."

Since John knew she was right, he suggested they spend Saturday night just watching some videos. Well, maybe not just watching - maybe a little necking .... maybe a little fondling .... maybe a little love-making ... Well, they'd see, but no spanking. That was fine with Laura. She was finding that every time with John she was becoming more and more aroused. She didn't really care what they watched - she was mainly interested in sex and John.


The Adventurers' Club Pt. 01



Laura came over to John's place Saturday and proceeded to make dinner for the two of them. At one point while they were cooking she casually asked, "What have we in the way of videos to watch tonight?"

John replied, "It's a surprise, but I'm sure you'll be interested."

This turned an idle question into burning interest for Laura. Had he found a new movie or some sexy foreign film? Well, she would just have to wait until after they ate.

After dinner Laura settled on the sofa as John reached in a cabinet and removed a plain video tape case and slipped it into the VCR. He joined Laura on the sofa and pulled her onto his lap. "Have you ever watched an adult video?" he asked.

Laura quickly replied, "Of course. I've been going to R rated movies since I was 15. Even a couple of NC-17s."

John smiled and said, "That's not exactly what I meant. I'm talking about something, shall we say, a little more hard core."

Laura had heard the term but wasn't exactly sure just what "hard core" implied, but assumed it would show more that a few bare tits. She didn't say anything, but snuggled closer as John reached for the remote and pressed play.

The photography was not going to win any Oscars, but it really wasn't bad. Lighting and sound were both good and the man and woman in the film appeared to know at least a little about acting. The story line didn't seem too strong and soon a scene came in which the couple entered an apartment. Up until then there had been a little kissing and a couple of quick feels, but as soon as the door closed, the couple began to undress each other. Soon both were completely naked and the camera was NOT shooting at the usual odd angles, but was showing everything - everything for both the woman and the man.

Laura became absorbed in the action on the screen. John was casually stroking her breast through the thin shirt, but this wasn't exciting her as much as watching the woman take the man's cock into her mouth and all the way down her throat! The action continued until the man suddenly pulled out and came - all over the woman's face! Laura and never really thought that such explicit films were really available - but she decided that she was very glad they were.

The plot, such as it was, continued as a second woman suddenly threw open the door and came into the room. It seemed the second woman was actually the man's girlfriend and the first woman was her younger cousin. There were some silly arguments about betrayal and it was decided that the only way to make up for their action was for the second woman to "punish" the couple. The scene switched to another room, probably the basement. The man and the first woman were still completely nude, but now they were facing each other about three feet apart and their hands were tied above their heads to the ceiling. Both were stretched so that they were up on their toes. The second woman appeared holding a multi-tailed whip in her hand. She had stripped off her shirt and was wearing only a skimpy pair of panties. She approached and began to lash both the man and woman across their backs, buttocks, and thighs. It was hard to tell if she was really whipping them or just acting like it. But Laura noticed that the skin did appear to be turning red and a few lines appeared across their skin.

She continued to whip the couple, but moved around and began striking them on their fronts: stomach, thighs, and chests. She was definitely striking the girls breasts: they were turning red and some lines were appearing. It was also obvious that the couple were beginning to enjoy themselves. They were either really getting turned on by the whipping or were a little better actors than Laura had thought. After a little more, the second woman released the couple and told them that it was now their turn to pleasure her. They preceded to a nearby bed - why was there a bed in the basement, anyway - and the second woman stripped off her panties and lay down. The man began licking his way up her thighs towards her pussy while the first woman - the woman! - began to suck and lick the second woman's nipples. Laura's hand had dropped to her lap and inside her shorts. She stared fascinated at the screen and seemed almost unaware as John unbuttoned her shirt. The man and woman now switched places. He began to work at the nipples while the first woman climbed between the legs of the second and applied her mouth to other woman's crotch. The screen showed the act in great detail and Laura took it all in. She had never thought a lot about girl-girl sex. She knew it existed, of course, but she was definitely interested in men and had never really thought about women making love with each other. Now she was really surprised to find herself not only watching such an act in great detail, but was also really startled to realize that it was turning her on.

By the time the film ended, both Laura and John were completely naked. She was sitting on his lap, her head thrown back against him and his cock buried deeply within her. As they rocked back and forth John rubbed and pulled at her nipples. The screen went dark and they continued their own activities for several more minutes before both came with intense orgasms.

As they calmed down John said, "I guess you like this type of film, huh?"

Laura felt embarrassed, but wasn't sure exactly why. Just because she was sitting here naked with a naked man and had just spent the last forty-five minutes watching in great detail while three people fucked in a variety of ways, why should she be embarrassed? Almost laughing out loud at herself, Laura replied, "I will admit I've never seen anything quite like it and I can't deny I did find it a turn on."

"Want to watch another?" asked John.

Did she ever! But Laura just nodded.

John got up long enough to put in the new tape and then returned to the sofa. Neither bothered to get dressed or to cover themselves and just snuggled closer.

The new film had a plot about a couple who had tried some bondage and discipline, but wanted to learn more. They went to a professional for a weekend of "training." The film had no real plot but was a series of scenes where one or both of the couple were bound and "tormented" by the professional dominatrix or one of her female assistants. In one scene the woman had clothes pin placed on her nipples while she was bent over a bar and strapped across her ass. John noted Laura's interest and when he stopped the tape for a couple of minutes to get a drink for them, he also picked up a pair of similar clothes pins. After the film started again, John played with her nipples until they were standing out and rock hard. He then placed a pin on Laura's right nipple. She cried out, more in surprise than in real pain and reached for the pin. John caught her hand and asked, "Do you really want it off or do you want to try it for a few minutes?"

Laura slowly dropped her hand and drew in a sharp breath as John snapped the other pin on her left tit. She thought to herself, "I can't believe it, but I think I actually like this. It hurts, but I'm getting wetter by the second."

John pulled her arms behind her, wrist to elbow and tied them in place with one of the silk scarves they had used to play with the night before. Laura didn't resist but settled back against him as he reached around to play with the pins and to stroke her breasts and clit.

The film was still running and Laura watched fascinated as the couple were put through their paces with a variety of straps, paddles and whips all the while tightly bound separately or together into a whole host of positions.

The film ended and John and Laura once again found themselves making love, this time with Laura's hands still bound and the pins still on her nipples. Just as she came, John reached up and removed the pins. Laura screamed from a combination of pain as the blood returned and her own incredibly intense orgasm.

As they cooled down, John asked if she would like to come over again next Friday. Laura paused for a second and looked at him. "Definitely. But be sure and find some more of those tapes."

Over the next few days, Laura found her outlook changed. Often when she saw a good looking male - she was after all a man watcher - she would picture him naked over her own naked and bound form. Or picture herself across his lap with bound hands as he delivered repeated blows to her rear. But this didn't surprise her as much as the fact that she found herself also thinking similar things when she saw an attractive girl! "I'm definitely hetero oriented," she thought, "but the idea of punishing or being punished by a pretty girl does excite me."

Friday came and by late afternoon Laura was so excited she could hardly wait to get to John's. This time she expected to spend the night and possibly the next night too, so she shoved a few things in her backpack. "Not much point in taking many clothes," she thought, "but I've already soaked two pair of panties this afternoon so I'd better take a couple of extras."

They had dinner again, but this time instead of starting the tape right away they sat on the sofa and began to neck. Before too long both were mostly undressed and so hot that Laura began to wonder if they would see the tape at all. But just about that time John pulled back and paused. "Why don't we watch the film first?', he asked. "And just to make it interesting, I'm going to finish stripping you and tie you hands and feet."

Laura wasn't sure about that, but the idea of watching the movie while tied and John was free to tease her did have a strong appeal. She nodded and John proceeded to tie her hands wrist to elbow as he had done before. But he didn't stop there. Using several lengths of soft velvet ribbon he tied her ankles together and added ties above and below her knees. It wasn't tight enough to cut off circulation, but she was definitely restrained and could do little to move her legs.

John placed her on the sofa and also undressed the rest of the way and then lay down beside her. He reached for the remote and started the tape.

This tape concerned another couple who had tried a little bondage and spanking with hands, paddles, and straps. Somehow another couple they knew found out about their activities and invited them to join a small BDSM club in the neighborhood. The were three couples already in the club and after an initiation - this sounded interesting - the new couple would be welcomed as full members.

The initiation began with the new couple stripped and bound to large, leather covered, X-shaped frames. They were then severely whipped with cats-of-nine-tails. It looked as if the whipping was real because welts seemed to appear on both the man and woman. As each of the three member couples took turns whipping the new man and woman a new thought struck Laura. She realized she was not only excited by the idea of being bound and whipped, but watching the other woman deliver repeated lashes to both the man and woman, she discovered the idea of swinging the whip against a bound and helpless male (or even female!) also turned her on.

The tape was a fairly long one and for the next hour and a half Laura watched as the initiation proceeded and the couple was subjected to one torment after another. They were bound in a variety of positions while various paddles, straps, and whips were used all over their bodies. Weighted clamps were attached to their nipples and what looked to be about a two pound weight was hung from the man's balls. Vibrators and several dildos were used on the woman. There was some kind of a padded bench where the victims were bent over and tied with their legs wide spread leaving easy access to their sex as well as their backsides. Although the sex was simulated, it was obvious that there was supposed to be a lot of it - sometimes with three or more people involved. There were a number of other devices and activities which were new to Laura but which served only to make her more wet and excited.

After the film ended, John removed the ties above and below her knees, but left the others in place. He then bent her forward over the back of the couch and preceded to throughly fuck her from behind.

Afterward as they rested together on the couch, Laura began to think how much had changed in the last couple of months. She had always (at least for quite a while) been interested in sex. After she had lost her virginity she never regretted it. She was a very level headed girl and didn't go off the deep end sleeping with everyone, but she had throughly enjoyed all the times with the few lovers she had had. When she came to campus and was daily surrounded by young, good looking men and women, she found herself thinking about sex quite frequently. But after she had started seeing John things had exploded! Two months ago she knew she liked sex but would never have imagined that she would be so turned by being helplessly bound and spanked or strapped. Now she was looking at women in a different way too and even considered that she might enjoy sexual activity with another girl. She had to admit to herself that the film they had just watched had not only really turned her on but had also started her thinking about sex with more than one person at a time. She caught herself wondering what it would be like to be bound to that padded bench, severely whipped, and then fucked by several different people. She also imagined swinging the cat at a naked man tightly bound to the bench or the X frame. Moreover she found that all of these ideas excited her greatly.

The two of them cuddled on the sofa for almost an hour. Gentle cresses began to give way to deep kisses and more intimate touches. The excitement built but before they were totally lost they paused to go to the bedroom. John carried Laura and placed her on the bed. She started to reach for him but he caught her hands and pulled them over her head. He tied them together with one of the silk scarves. Laura relaxed and allowed John to use some soft rope to tie her hands to the headboard. He then proceeded to tie her ankles to the two corners of the footboard.

For the next hour and a half John licked, sucked, kissed and caressed her body, bringing her to the brink of orgasm again and again. At one point he was lying with his head between her legs and his tongue alternating between long, slow strokes all the way up to her clit and plunging as deeply as possible into her pussy. To say that she was preoccupied was an incredible understatement, but she was half aware that John had reached for something in the night stand. Suddenly she felt his finger applying something cool and slick - Vaseline? - around the small puckered hole of her anus. Laura had never considered her rear hole as erotic. The only thing she had ever had enter there was a thermometer and once or twice an enema nozzle, but those times had been years before when she was a young girl. Now she felt John's finger moving around her tight entrance and then slowly pushing inside. The penetration was an incredible sensation! The slick grease allowed his finger to enter with little resistance, but her sphincter clamped down tightly around it. Still the sensation was certainly not unpleasant, making her push her pussy harder against John's mouth. John continued to feel inside her rectum while eating her ever more intensely. Soon she was coming hard again and again.

As she was cooling down a random thought struck her: "Well, add one more thing I wouldn't have dreamed of two months ago. Never would I have thought I would get turned on by a finger up my ass." John untied her ankles and started to loosen her wrists.

"No," Laura suddenly said. John hesitated and looked at her. "Leave my hands tied tonight. Keep me bound to the bed and then take me again in the morning."

"Are you sure?" John asked. Laura nodded and John replied, "OK, but be sure and wake me if you change your mind. Otherwise, Wench, you're my victim and will be well used in the morning. And maybe even a time or two before then."

John was as good as his word. Sometime in the middle of the night Laura awakened to the feel of John's hands on her breasts and pussy. Soon she was twisting with excitement which continued to build until he pushed deeply inside of her and brought them both to a shattering climax. And the next morning she awoke to find him gazing intently at her naked form. Soon he was pounding her helpless body into the bed until she had screamed through three climaxes.

They showered together and Laura mentally added a new first to her list. Never before the last couple of weeks had she shared a shower with a man. Later they sat at the table eating breakfast discussing what they wanted to do. "You know, the pool is open for free swim this afternoon. Would you like to go over there for a while?" John asked.

Laura hesitated and unconsciously moved a hand towards her bottom.

"Don't worry. I looked and there aren't any marks showing. It's been several days since you were spanked and everything is gone. Is that what you were worried about?"

"I guess so. I would like to go for a swim, but we'll have to stop by my place so I can get a suit."

"That's fine. But someday I'll have to take you somewhere we can swim without worrying about little things like suits."

Laura's mind brought up an image of them swimming nude in some isolated lake followed by long, slow lovemaking. She found that the image was very satisfying.

They swam all afternoon and then decided to eat dinner out. As they left the restaurant John asked what she would like to do then. Laura said, "What I'd really like to do? Well, I'd really like to go back to your place and watch that tape again."

"Which tape?" John asked.

"You know. 'The Club.' The one we watched last night about the initiation to the BDSM club."

"That's fine with me. You really liked that, didn't you?"

Laura hesitated a little and some pink color came to her cheeks. "Yeah, I guess I did. There was quite a bit in there that turned me on. And I'd like you to tie me up again and keep me tied while we watch."

As the film ended, Laura found herself covered with a fine sheen of sweat as she squirmed against the two fingers John had buried in her pussy and tried to relieve the ache in her nipples caused by the clothes pins he had placed there. With her hands bound behind her there really wasn't too much she could do about it. So when he lay back and lifted her across his hips she could only allow herself to be deeply impaled on his hard shaft. As her first orgasm built, John once again used a well greased finger to penetrate her bottom. Twice more she came and the last time brought John along with her.

As he untied her John said, "You really like that film, I see. Do you also want to spend the night tied to the bed again?"

Laura slowly answered, "Actually I've been thinking of something else. Something a little different."

"Just what did you have in mind?" John asked, a wide grin spreading across his face.

"Well ...." Laura hesitated a little more. "What I was thinking is that I've always been the one tied and I was wondering what it would be like if we worked it the other way."

"You mean you want to tie me up and use a paddle or strap or such on me, huh?" John replied.

"Not if you don't want to," Laura said quickly. "I like being the victim," she went on. "If you want to just go on doing ..."

John laid a finger across her lips and Laura slowed and finally stopped. "My Lady, I am yours until the dawn. Please use me hard."

Laura felt a shiver of excitement run through her. She was just admitting to herself the strange, strong feelings she'd had as she watched the women in the film laying into the man's naked ass with the cat. The idea of applying stinging blows to a bound man's bottom and watching the skin turn to bright red while his cock stiffened into a rock hard rod caused a new flood of wetness between her legs.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 01



Without bothering to put on any clothing, they moved to the bedroom. Laura looked at the bed and then at John, a little unsure how to begin. "Just a second," John said. He went to the closet and returned with a box. As he placed it on a chair near the bed Laura could see rope, a strap, and other items.

"Feel free to use anything you find in here. Don't be afraid to be a little intense. I'll use the same red light - yellow light safe words." From the first John had discussed the importance of never, never doing any of these things without a safe word. They had, in fact, settled on two: "yellow light" to ease up a little and "red light" to bring everything to a halt. This way the victim could yell, scream, or say anything she or he wanted, but only the safe words would change things. Also the security of having such a safe word and the trust that the partner would observe it immediately allowed the victim to give up control without real fear.

Laura looked into the box. There were a number pieces of soft rope, two pairs of what looked like cuffs with small metal D-rings attached, both wood and leather paddles, several different widths of leather straps, clothes pins and another kind of clamp Laura assumed was for the nipples, several sizes of dildos and finally a small cat-of-nine tails. Laura stared at this last item as a strange feeling crept over her. Partly it was the sexual excitement of imagining the cat swinging against her naked ass as she had seen done in the film and partly it was a feeling of power and control as she imagined herself delivering hard blows to John's bare rear.

With a start she brought herself back to the reality of the room. "Very well, it's time I made proper use of you. Give me your hands."

As John held out his hands, Laura reached for one pair of the leather cuffs and placed them around his wrists. She used one of the pieces of rope to fasten the two cuffs together and then said, "OK. Onto the bed, face down."

John complied and without being told held his hands above his head so Laura could tie them to the headboard. She then proceeded to push a pillow beneath his hips, taking the time to stroke and fondle his balls and his cock which had now become very hard. John obviously liked this side of things and wasn't just doing it to please Laura.

She used two more pieces of the rope to tie each of his ankles to the corners of the footboard. With the pillow folded double beneath the top of his hips, John had his ass raised at an inviting angle. Laura remembered how John had worked her up before beginning a spanking and began to cress and fondle where ever she could. Soon John's breath was coming in short, fast gasps and he strained against the bonds.

Laura stood and picked up the leather paddle from the box. Unsure exactly how to do this, Laura swung the paddle against John's bare bottom with an almost timid force. There was a quiet slapping sound and John jumped just a little. Laura repeated the swing, but not much harder. She didn't seem to be getting the reaction she expected. Then she remembered John's admonishment to not be afraid to be intense. She drew back her arm and swung as though trying to drive a tennis ball across the net. Thack! That sounded much better and the sharp yelp John gave indicated he was finally feeling it.

Laura applied a total of ten of these hard swats, leaving John's bottom a bright red color. His breathing was now quite fast and he was definitely excited. Becoming a little more bold Laura began to slide her hands all over his body occasionally squeezing or pinching. As she caressed his warm ass she allowed her finger to trail into the crack and across his puckered anus. The quick clench told her he didn't find it unpleasant. "What the hell," she thought. Taking the jar of Vaseline from the bedside table she coated her finger and added a large blob to the tip. She then reached for his tight hole, slowly pressing and twisting until her entire finger was deeply embedded in his rear. The result was most satisfactory. John became more and more excited and Laura found she really liked the sensation of his sphincter muscles clinching against her finger. She continued for a minute or two and then became afraid he might climax too soon. She had a number of other things she still wanted to try.

Removing her finger, she stood and said, "Don't get too carried away. You still have some more punishment coming."

She picked up the cat and swished it through the air a couple of times. The feeling of power and sexual excitement that went through her caused a flood between her legs. Squeezing her legs together, Laura brought the whip down hard across both of John's cheeks. A sharp cry escaped his lips, but she noticed he didn't use either safe word. Again she lashed out with a similar result and noticed several discrete red lines forming across his rear. Eight more times she repeated, each one resulting in a cry or small yell from John and more wetness between her own legs.

Again she reached for the Vaseline and plunged her finger deep inside his ass. After a few seconds an idea struck her and she thought, "He did say to feel free to use any of this stuff." She reached into the box and retrieved a thin dildo about seven inches long. After applying Vaseline to the shaft she began to insert it in place of her finger. John made no move to stop her and actually pushed his ass back to make it penetrate more deeply.

Once the dildo was buried to the hilt, Laura moved to the foot of the bed and unfastened the ropes holding his ankles to the corners. She brought his legs together and tied them with the rope. Now she rolled him over to lie face up and retied the rope from his ankles to the center of the footboard. As his sore ass met the sheets and his weight pushed the dildo deeper inside, John winced, but didn't try to stop her.

Laura now began to once more tease and excite John using her hands, lips, and tongue. After ten minutes or so of this treatment, John's cock was swollen and as stiff as she had ever seen it. He was panting and bucking his hips whenever her mouth approached. Laura was also beside herself with excitement and finally could take it no longer. She swung her leg over John and sat astride his hips. A little rocking, a little sliding of her pussy lips along his shaft and Laura couldn't wait any longer. She mounted him, lowering her pussy onto his stiff member and impaling herself more deeply than she would have believed possible. As excited as they both were it took only seconds before John was spurting away inside her and Laura was coming very hard and fast.

Laura remained astride, allowing John to soften and shrink within her. She imagined what he must be feeling with her weight pressing her pussy onto his relaxing shaft and also pushing the dildo ever deeper into his rear. As he finally slid from her, Laura began to slide up his body, keeping her knees on either side. She finally had her knees on either side of his arms and lowered her pussy against his mouth. "Eat me. Lick me clean," she said, and John immediately complied. For several minutes he licked both of their juices from her, sucked her clit, and plunged his tongue deeply inside her. It didn't take too much of this treatment before Laura came a second time.

Laura untied the rope holding John's ankles to the footboard but left them tied together along with the tie holding his wrist cuffs to the headboard. "Do you feel ok like this?" she asked. "Because if you do I'm going to leave you this way all night."

"I'm fine," John replied. "I have no problem remaining like this for another six or eight hours," John smiled. "Providing you'll promise to fuck me another time or so before you let me go."

"I expect that can be arranged," Laura said. And in fact she managed to "arrange" it another three times before turning him loose Sunday morning.

After they had showered, dressed and were eating a late brunch, John paused and said, "I'd like to talk to you seriously. First off, I've noticed how excited that tape has made you both times we watched it. I've also noticed you seem to get turned on being on both the giving and receiving end of a whip or strap. Tell me, what do you think about a BDSM club like the one in the film?"

Laura stopped a piece of toast just short of her mouth and slowly lowered it to the plate. "Are we talking hypothetically or do you know if such clubs really exist?"

"Both I guess. And they do really exist."

Laura thought a minute before replying. "Well I won't deny that the idea is a tremendous turn on. I've never seriously considered any kind of group sex, but recently I've found I like a lot of things I'd never considered. But - and this is a big but - I wouldn't want to get involved in anything like that unless I knew and trusted all the members like I do you."

"That would obviously go without saying. Or it should. You probably have read some things about the way some people get involved in the SM lifestyle and end up getting hurt, permanently marked or worse. I can't think of anything to call that sort of thing except stupid. Let me say a couple of things. First I think I can safely say that we have both really liked the things we've been doing the last few weeks. Right?" Laura nodded. "I really like you as a person and I think you feel pretty much the same about me."

Again, she nodded and started to speak, but John held up his hand. "Let me finish and please listen to all of it first. We like each other very much. But we really aren't in love. What we're really enjoying is the sex." Laura started to speak again, but again he stopped her. "Just listen a second. I'm not saying that we couldn't fall in love some time and I'm certainly not saying we would enjoy these things just as much with just anyone else. I'm just saying that although we do have some very deep feelings for each other, what is really turning us on so much is not just the feelings, but the activities themselves. Now am I right about that?"

Laura hesitated a second. "Put that way, I guess you're right. I really, really like you, but I'm not yet imaging spending the rest of our lives together. At least not unless you lose the keys to the handcuffs or something."

This brought a laugh from both of them and broke the tension which had begun to build.

"OK," John said. "What I'm trying to tell you is that not only do these clubs exist, but I know of one."

"Are you suggesting we see about joining?" Laura asked. She had to admit that she found the idea exciting and frightening at the same time.

"No exactly," John replied. "I was wondering if you would be interested in joining. I'm already a member."

This revelation left Laura speechless for a few seconds. "I'd have to know a lot more about it and about the other members before I could decide. Also what would that mean to 'us'? Would everything be 'club' or will we still keep on with each other?"

"Of course I don't expect you to decide without knowing more. And it wouldn't really change anything about us. You would be joining the club - not letting it take over your life. I'll tell you a little about it. First of all no one ever does anything she or he doesn't want to. We aren't into forcing anyone. The club usually has 18 members - half men and half woman. Each year we bring in about three of each, usually from the freshman class. As people graduate and leave campus they are thus replaced. To become a member the person must be recommended by a current member and must have demonstrated an interest in bondage and BDSM sex play. However, we don't want anyone so deeply involved that they are self destructive or a danger to anyone else. No true sadists or masochists. Another thing we want are members who like both roles: top and bottom. We usually have a - call it a party, for want of a better description - about twice a month. Plus there are a lot of other activities: trips and such. Everyone doesn't participate in everything. There's no pressure. The purpose of the club is to provide a safe place with a compatible group of people where we can play these games. I'm not asking for a commitment, just if you think you might be interested in this."

"I'd be lying if I didn't say the idea has got me dripping wet. But I'd also be lying if I didn't say I'm a little scared of it. It does sound like something I think I might really like, but I'd have to feel really secure with the people."

"Fair enough," John replied. Wednesday night we're having a get together for prospective members to meet with the club. There will be no sex, no undressing, no spanking or anything else like that. It's just to let you - and the other five possible pledges - meet the members and let them meet you."

"That sounds great!" Laura said, obviously relieved. "You said 'pledges.' Is this a frat kind of thing?"

"Well, we're set up a little like that. After Wednesday night if you decide you're still interested and the members agree, you'll come to a 'pledging' weekend. Then there will be several pledge meetings to introduce you to some of our .... 'activities' .... and finally an initiation."

"OK. I think I'd like this. Where and when Wednesday night."

"Well, the 'when' is that I'll pick you up about seven, but the where is a secret. Until you have actually pledged we would just a soon you didn't know any more about the details of the club than you have to."

Later that night as Laura thought about all that was happening, she again asked herself, "How did I get myself into this?" And then smiled and again answered, "Just lucky, I guess." 



The Adventurers' Club Pt. 02



Chapter 2

Laura was definitely anticipating Wednesday night but was also very apprehensive wondering what would happen and how she would feel about the idea of a BDSM club when faced with the reality. This made it a real struggle to concentrate on her school work, especially in American Lit where every time she looked at John she thought about their own activities. The lecture in Tuesday's class was on the early American novel and Laura found it impossible to think about Cooper and Hawthorne and instead kept imagining herself naked and helplessly tied as a group of people, each with a strap or whip, approached her. "Oh, well," she finally thought to herself, "at least neither of us is married so I won't have to go around campus wearing a scarlet 'A'. And they no longer have a pillory around here." Then the thought struck her that maybe a pillory might be rather interesting after all and she nearly broke out laughing as the professor was describing Cooper's dull, plodding style.

Wednesday night finally arrived. Laura was too nervous to really eat any dinner and kept changing her mind about what to wear. John had said just casual clothes, nothing too formal or too sexy either. Laura finally settled on a plain, sleeveless blouse and a wool skirt which came about three inches above her knees.

Just at seven John arrived to pick her up. They drove to the edge of campus and John pulled over on a side street. "We're not here already, are we?" Laura asked.

"No," John laughed. "But you do remember I told you the location is secret. We're going to one member's house, but until you are actually joining we'd rather you didn't know where. So ......" John held up a length of black silk cloth.

The surprise showed on Laura's face. "You're kidding! A blindfold?" she asked.

"No, I'm not kidding. Just think of it as adding to the mystery," John said as he wrapped the cloth around her head, shutting out all sight.

Laura settled back in the seat and they drove for about twenty minutes. However, she couldn't tell if they had gone fifteen miles or just circled the block ten or twelve times. The car pulled to a stop. "Just wait," John said as he got out of the car. Within seconds he came around to her side and helped her out. "Leave the blindfold on. I'll guide you," he said.

They walked a few yards and then she heard John knock at a door. The door opened and they went inside the building. Holding her arm, John guided her through another door and then down a set of stairs. At the foot of the stairs they turned right and went through another door. Here they stopped and John removed the silk from her eyes. Laura looked around. They were in a sort of coat room or butler's pantry leading to what looked like a large basement rec room. As they entered, Laura saw that it was exactly that. There were a number of people, all about her own age and about evenly divided between men and women. Thankfully they were dressed pretty much as she and John so that was one less worry.

There were snacks and soft drinks on a side table. Everything looked so ordinary, like a sorority rush. She was just noticing that everyone seemed to be wearing a stick-on name tag as John handed one to her. She examined it and saw her own name - first name only - along side what appeared to be a crossed set of cats-of-nine tails. "Well, maybe not so ordinary a rush," she thought.

John led her around the room and introduced her using only first names. Everyone seemed very friendly and while many gave her frankly appraising looks, she noticed she was doing the same to them. Everyone here seemed confident with themselves and no one seemed to mind the looks. Anyway, they weren't the same kind of looks that most people found repulsive from strangers. Laura decided her first impression was that this was a group to which she felt a real attraction and to which she wouldn't mind belonging. Then she remembered exactly what they did as a group and once again became apprehensive.

Laura met the other prospective pledges along with the members. There were two girls and three guys just like John had said. A petit Asian-looking girl with waist length, dark hair and a really enchanting smile had the very American name of Carol Anne. Two of the men - James and Rick - looked enough alike to be brothers, but Laura was assured they had never met. Still both were about 5' 10", had dark brown hair neatly parted on the left, and deep brown eyes. The third male of the group was named Paul and had the blonde haired, blue eyed look of a Scandinavian. And the other girl, Ashley, looked like she could have been a model. She had dark, red-brown hair worn in a pony tail and deep emerald green eyes. Laura had always considered her figure to be excellent, but Ashley's was truly outstanding. She must have spent an hour or so a day working out. But what startled Laura the most about Ashley was not her looks but the fact that Laura found herself wondering what it would be like to run her hands over that great figure. "I've certainly developed some new ideas recently," she thought.

For about forty-five minutes everyone just circulated and talked. Everyone seemed relaxed and interested in her and the other new people. None of the talk was prying or too personal, but it was clear that they were interested without being overly nosy. No one asked detailed personal questions, like what her father did or what kind of house or car she had. This in itself made it different from one of the Greek house rushes. Another difference was in the refreshments. Laura noticed soft drinks, juices, and bottled water, but no alcohol. And although there was an atmosphere of contained sexuality - everyone obviously knew what this was all about - there was nothing on the surface which could be described as crude or even risque.

After a while one of the members called for everyone's attention. "If you would like to have seats, we'd like to tell you prospective pledges something about our group so you can - pardon the pun - get a feel for what we're like."

Everyone laughed a little, but it was a laugh at a funny remark, not a snicker. John stayed with Laura and she noticed that the other new people each had someone of the opposite gender who remained close to them. People began to find seats at the few tables set up near one end of the room. Laura found herself and John at a table with four others including James and a girl named Janet who appeared to be John's counterpart. The other couple were Frank and Kelly. When everyone was settled, the man who had spoken introduced himself as Tom and with him a lovely young woman named Barb. He said that while the club didn't spend much of any time on internal politics, he and Barb were the current co-presidents even though this post usually shifted two or three times a year.

"Let me give you some information about the club," Tom said. "Afterwards if you have questions, and I'm sure there will be some, we'll try to answer or find someone who can."

"First a little history. The club has been around here for twenty years. It was started by three couples who found they had a common interest in playing BDSM games and wanted some safe companions with whom to share them. It has now been organized so that we take in about six new members a year from the freshman class. That way when the senior six graduate each year our membership is pretty constant between eighteen and twenty-four."

"Right now we're meeting in one member's house, but we do have a house of our own. In that we are like some of the Greek houses and, in fact, most, but not all, of our members live in the house. There's no pressure either way. And we do not live as masters and slaves. We do have a party or activity about every other week and often many smaller groups of members have some kind of activity. But if you are looking for someone with whom to share a 24/7 BDSM relationship, this is not the group. We all like BDSM but we have other things in life, too."

"Another thing, we don't want anyone who is totally top or totally bottom. We find ourselves switching roles in a variety of combinations. Sure, some find they like being the 'victim' a little more and will end up being bottom more times than not. But no one is exclusive either way."

"I should also mention that when our members graduate they are not completely gone forever. Most of course will be moving to many different locations across the country, but occasionally we'll have a - call it a homecoming - and a few will come back for a weekend. We are also invited to join them occasionally in some activity they have set up. For example, one actually owns a small island in the Caribbean and has had the club down for a week."

"These activities are usually intense BDSM sex scenes, but I want to stress two things: One, no one is ever expected to participate unless they want. And, two, no one but current and past club members is ever involved, with the exception that the wife or husband of a past member may take part."

Barb stepped forward. "Now let me tell you a little about membership. First, in order to be here tonight, several things have already happened. You had to be personally recommended by a current member. These members will be your sponsors as you go through pledging. Secondly, you have demonstrated a real interest in BDSM sex play. And thirdly you have expressed an interest in possibly joining."

"Before you decide if you're still interested, I'm going to tell you a few things about what we are and what we are not. First what we are not. As we've already said we are not a club for anyone who is looking for a permanent or even long term commitment as a master or slave. We don't get involved in psychological dominance games. There's never any humiliation or degradation. There is never - let me emphasize NEVER - anything non-consensual. Everyone will ALWAYS have a safe word - in fact, two - and these words will be immediately recognized and obeyed. Also there is never any activity which will result in any real damage. No permanent marks. That means no scars, piercings, and no tatoos. In fact, no blood. We do not allow the skin to be broken."

"As to what we are, we enjoy bondage and discipline and sex. No one here is just into pain. That's definitely not our thing. We do like pain as a sexual stimulation, but it's the sex we're really after. We like the variety of a group and activities may include two or more - but the choice is always up to the individual. I'll say again, no one ever is expected to do anything unless they want."

"Likewise we don't tell you that you have to be bi or exclusively hetero. As it happens we almost never have any men who are interested in any gay activity but most, although not all, of the women enjoy sex with both genders."

"One of the things we will not compromise on however is this: No drugs or alcohol. By this I mean absolutely no drugs at any time. And no alcohol is ever used during any BDSM activity. Even a drink or two can distort judgment and might result in someone getting hurt. Besides, we all get so high on sex no one needs chemicals."

Tom stepped forward again. "The whole idea is to have a safe place and a trusted, compatible group for our games. To insure this one of the things required if you decide you want to join will be a physical and a blood test. And a blood test every six months as long as you participate in club activities. We don't want to have to worry constantly about protection from any STD. We also expect our female members to use either an implant or be on the pill. One of our former members runs a clinic near here and can handle all of this for any of you."

"If, after tonight, you and we both decide the club is for you, we will help you arrange for the physical and then let you know the date for a formal pledging. There will then be several more "pledge weekends" and finally an initiation. The initiation will take place during spring break, so let your parents know you won't be home, but don't make any plans to go elsewhere. I can promise you'll have more fun than somewhere else anyway."

"Now I know you must have some questions forming, but first Barb and I want to show you a few of our 'toys.' As I've said the club has a lot of different activities - in addition to our parties, there are trips, camping, sailing, and other things. But most of what we're about is a simple three letter word: sex. And what might be called kinky sex, at that. But it's all just an exciting game. So, anyway, we'll pass around some of the toys we've been keeping hidden in the box up here. Feel free to ask us or any of the members about them."

While he was saying this, Barb was bringing our a couple of medium sized boxes and began taking items from them. She and Tom carried several to each of the four tables and placed them in front of those seated there. Laura saw several things she recognized and a few she didn't. There were leather cuffs a lot like the ones she had used on John. There were also several dildos and vibrators, some clamps, and a smooth plastic device, sort of cone shaped on the top tapering from about one and a half inches in diameter down to a smooth point. At the large end the device narrowed to a short shaft about half in inch in diameter and then flared out to a wide, flat base. The upper part looked something like a dildo to Laura, but she couldn't figure what the rest of it was for.

She picked it up and examined it. "Ever see one of those before?" asked Janet.

Laura shook her head. "What exactly is it?" she asked. "It looks a little like a dildo, but not exactly.

Janet smiled. "Well, you've got the right idea, just the wrong location. It's a butt plug. Once inserted your muscles hold it in place and the flare keeps it from going all the way in."

Laura looked surprised. "Can something this big really fit there?" she asked. "It looks like it would tear someone apart."

Janet and Kelly both laughed. "Not really," Kelly said, "but sometimes I think it feels like it."

"Actually if you get used to it gradually it goes in without hurting at all," Janet said. :And it gives a great feeling of fullness. Right, James?"

Startled, James first turned a little red, but then grinned and said, "Definitely! It can make being tied all night very interesting."

Laura smiled and put it down. She looked at the object James had been holding. It appeared to be a cat, but of a very small size. There was a handle about four inches long topped with several strands of leather each about ten inches. James followed her gaze and realized he was still holding the object. "What's this for?" he asked.

"What's it look like?" Frank asked. "It's a whip, but one designed for use on certain small areas. It's actually called a penis whip but works well on a girl's tits and pussy, too, doesn't it, Kelly?"

"It sure does," Kelly replied. "But it also does a pretty good job on its namesake."

Laura found that surprisingly she wasn't really embarrassed to talk about these things with this group. "I guess maybe this means I've found some people enough like me to be really comfortable," she thought. She also noticed that while someone might briefly turn red or stutter a little - like James had - it was quickly forgotten and no one held it against them.

People began to pass things from one table to another. Laura saw several more things she could only guess about and then she noticed something she could easily identify, but would never have thought of as one of these toys. There was a big, red enema bag! She had never considered an enema sexy, but now that she thought about it - along with her newly discovered liking for a finger in her bottom - she realized the thought of the water flowing into her, especially if she was helplessly tied, really turned her on. This was definitely something she might want to investigate.

A leather harness crossed the table. It looked like it would fit around the waist with another strap running front and back between the legs. "Well, with that strap it must be worn by a woman - or some guy with no balls to squish," Laura thought to herself. But what was it for? Then she noticed that it looked like something could be attached to the front-back strap. She held it up with a questioning look. Janet reached over and picked up a seven inch dildo. She then inserted and attached it to the front strap of the harness. A look of understanding crossed Laura's face, and she said, "For one of us to use on another girl?"

Janet nodded and added, "Or so we can use it on a man."

A picture came, unbidden, into Laura's mind. A picture of John bent over and tied to a chair, legs spread, as she approached him from behind wearing the harness and dildo. All she could think was "Wow!" Another thing she had never thought about but that would certainly bear further investigation. A whole new world was opening to her tonight.

After another half hour or so, Barb stood up again and asked, "Now that you have had a little while to think about it, do any of you have some questions.?

Ashley raised her hand and said, "I know the Greeks like to keep things like this secret, but can you tell us a little of what to expect if we pledge?"

Barb said, "Well, we do want some surprises, but, yes, I can give you a pretty good idea. Also remember, all of us have gone through pretty much the same thing and I don't think anyone has ever wished they hadn't had to. First, when you come back for the pledge ceremony you can expect to spend Friday night through Sunday morning. Friday will involve some play - rites of passage, so to speak - but you will not be involved in any sex. You won't have to completely undress in front of everyone, but you can count on some bondage and a spanking or the like."

"Let me say that anytime during this weekend you will still have the opportunity to back out if you find this isn't for you. For that reason you won't know the exact location until after that weekend is over."

"Saturday will be more intense, will involve partial or even complete nudity, but again probably no sex. We may have to see how it goes. We want you to be really sure before we start that. Besides, all the stimulation without the release will make the experience more, shall we say, intense."

"If by Sunday morning you are still determined to join us, you will be given more information about the club and turned over to a Pladgemaster and Pledgemistress who will give you more instructions. You can then count on spending the next three weekends or so at the house in pledge training. This actually includes a lot of instruction and demonstrations of a number of the arts of pleasure and of BDSM techniques plus more information about the club. There are other benefits of membership we won't talk about until then."

"It will also include some discipline and punishment. I should say that we use terms like 'punishment,' 'discipline,' and even 'torture,' but remember that nothing is ever done unless you want it. You've all demonstrated an interest it this type of activity or you wouldn't be here, so we know you like the idea of what someone else, not so inclined, might really consider torture. If you picked a typical person here on campus and told them they were to be tied and have their bare ass whipped with a cat-of-nine tails, they would probably be terrified. But we would think it fun."

Rick hadn't said a lot and now raised his hand. "I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I'm wondering a little about security. I know you have kept a lot secret, even where we are now. I have no problem with this and in your position I wouldn't want it any other way. But suppose after the pledge weekend someone decides to drop out. What's to keep them from talking and embarrassing the rest of us. Depending on what happened this could be devastating to our families or our careers. How can you be sure of secrecy?"




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 02



Tom answered him. "I know exactly what you're asking. Remember, the original purpose of the club was to provide a safe haven for us to be involved in these activities. That includes privacy. We have never in our history had a problem with this, but let me tell you about our 'insurance policies.' Also remember that none of this is aimed at anyone - it is sort of the same as 'Trust everyone, but always cut the cards.' First, everything so far would only be hearsay. It would be one individual's word against all of the rest of us, even assuming any of us could be identified. The same will hold true through the beginning of the pledge weekend. If anyone decides to leave during the weekend he will be blindfolded again and taken away without knowing where he was. But suppose someone decides to expose the club after that weekend when he knows our names and the location of the house. Before leaving on Sunday each person will be sworn to hold certain things secret. To many people such an oath would carry no weight at all, but because of the way we select members it will probably mean a great deal to each of us. But in addition sometime Sunday we will take some pictures of each of you. Pictures in compromising circumstances. These pictures are locked in the club files and will normally never be seen again. However, should someone try to cause trouble for us they could find their way onto campus, on the net or even to the person's home town. As I said, this has never happened in the entire history of the club, but just in case.... I hope no one takes offense at this"

Rick replied, "I certainly don't. In fact I feel very reassured."

There were several more questions. Someone wanted to know about cost. They were told that cost was not really a problem for anyone. The club had other sources of funds. Even though the source of the money for the house, equipment, and activities was rather vague, all six of the new people understood that money would not be a problem.

At one point Barb brought up something no one had asked about, but that some might have considered. What about dating people outside the club? "During your pledge period you would be expected to not engage in any sexual activity with anyone outside the club. Later if you meet some one it is allowed under some conditions. For example, all of you know that club members can date others because your sponsors have. Dating is not limited to prospective members, however, but we do insist on caution to prevent any STDs. In rare circumstances if you meet someone who is also into our type of activities, provisions can be made to add them as a member. Or if you find someone not so inclined to BDSM and want to, you can leave the club at any time. This has happened a few times but not many. And once a member wanted to come back later after she lost interest in the new man - or maybe he lost interest in her - and we took her back in."

About 11:30 the meeting broke up. The members each shook hands, or in some cases exchanged hugs and even a few kisses, with the six new people. Blindfolds were again applied and the sponsors led them back outside. After another twenty minutes of driving, John pulled over and removed Laura's blindfold. "You don't have to give me an answer for a couple of days if you want to think about it, but what did you think?"

Laura immediately answered, "I don't need a couple of days. I made my mind up somewhere around 9:30. This sounds wonderful! I still would be hesitant of group sex in general, but I feel so comfortable with these people I know I'll have no problem."

"Great," John said. I'll give you the name of the clinic or I can set up an appointment. We should do it as soon as possible."

"OK, go ahead and set it up. But there's just one thing first. I know we both have classes in the morning, but right now I feel higher than a kite. Take me home and fuck the daylights out of me!"

Chapter 3. 

Laura's appointment was that Friday afternoon. They must have made special allowances for the club. After all, they did say it was a former member running the clinic. Laura was surprised to find that the doctor who examined her was a young woman no older than her early thirties. From a couple of things she said, Laura guessed she was the former member. She did one of the most complete exams Laura had ever had - both external and internal - and drew samples for a full lab workup. Knowing she was a former club member Laura couldn't help but think of her in another light than just a physician. For example, when she examined Laura breasts for any possible lumps, Laura found herself becoming excited and noticed her nipples had hardened quite a bit. At first Laura was embarrassed by this, but then the doctor gave her a look and a wide grin and deliberately brushed her palms directly across her hard nubs. Laura drew a quick breath, but then the doctor turned away and went on with the exam.

Finally the exam was over. She had already discussed birth control and Laura had decided to go with an implant. The doctor now inserted it. The doctor then discussed the results of the exam with Laura and told her she seemed to be in the best of health. Pending the lab work she had no trouble giving the green light to "whatever activities you want to join." This was followed by a smile and the comment, "And maybe someday I'll join you for some of them."

Next came a waiting period. Laura wasn't worried about the lab results, but she wanted everything to be completed so she could get on with the pledging. She thought more and more about the club and couldn't wait to begin. She and John went out several more times and each time she ended the night naked and tied to his bed while he drove her more wild than she had thought possible. And although he used the paddle, strap, and cat she never had any marks that lasted past the next day. Finally one Tuesday night, as they lay soaked with sweat letting their breathing return to normal, John said, "By the way everything is now done. Pledging will start this Friday night."

Laura's face was something to watch: first there was surprise and then a real eagerness. Then as she slowly began to think about it a look of accusation came. "How long have you known? I bet you just waited to tell me so I'd have to stay on edge."

John laughed. "Actually I only found out last night. The lab results were in on all of you last Friday, but we had to meet as a club and ok everyone. I'm happy to say that all six of you are still scheduled to join. I assume you still want to?"

Laura tried to make a playful swing at him, but came up short when her wrist reached the end of the tie holding her spreadeagle. "You're damn right I want to join. I'm staying wet half the time thinking about it."

"In that case I guess I need to do something to keep you wet the other half," John said as he lowered his head and used his tongue to first tease her nipples and then on down between her legs. Laura gasped and strained at her bonds. It was going to be a long wait until Friday. As John closed his lips around her clit and started to suck she realized it was also going to be a long night.

Friday came. John and Laura went to a pizza place for dinner even though she was too excited to eat much. After they left and got back into John's car, he handed her a small bag. "I'll take you back to your place so you can get ready and then pick you up about seven. You won't need to bring anything except maybe your own brush and comb. Wear a skirt and blouse - like you had last time will be fine. But wear the items in the bag. Your regular shoes are fine, but nothing else."

Laura looked into the bag. Inside was underwear: a pair of plain low rise briefs and a simple bra. Laura wondered if they would fit and then realized that of course they would. But how did they know her size for certain? Maybe from the medical exam? Probably.

She went upstairs to her room and showered and changed. She had been right. The new underwear fit perfectly. Just at seven she was downstairs waiting as John pulled up.

Once again John pulled over just after they left campus and brought out the blindfold. Laura allowed him to wrap the black silk around her head. The very act of cutting off her vision served to excite her and she squeezed her legs together.

They drove for nearly a half hour and finally pulled in what sounded like a gravel road or drive and then parked. John helped her from the car and led her across a space to some steps and through a door. They stopped for a minute while John took her coat and put it somewhere and then went on through another door. Here John removed her blindfold.

Laura looked around her. They were in a short hall with two doors leading off to the left and right and a third door at the far end. Through the door to the right Laura saw what looked to be a dining room. At least there were several tables: three large round ones and a couple of smaller square shaped. She couldn't see much more because John led her through the door to the left into a large room filled with several chairs and a couple of couches. A large fireplace dominated the end of the room and two doors looked to lead elsewhere in the house. Laura noticed that all of the windows not only had blinds drawn, but were also blocked with some kind of shutters or otherwise completely sealed against light. She suddenly realized that this was probably to keep them from guessing anything about where they were.

There were perhaps a dozen club members in the room and Laura also saw Carol Anne, Rick and Paul. Just then several more people arrived including Ashley and James along with Janet and Ashley's sponsor, a tall, fair haired man named Brad. Ashley and James both stopped to look around and the expressions on their faces showed that they were thinking about the same thing as Laura. Namely that this was not a cheap place. Someone connected with the club must have a lot of money!

Tom stepped forward and called for attention. "I think everyone is here now. First we'd like to show the pledges around a little. This is the club-owned house. On this floor in addition to this room and the dining room you probably saw on the way in, we have the kitchen, a laundry room, two studies, a library, an exercise room, and a - I guess you might call it a den or TV room. There are two floors upstairs with a total of sixteen bedrooms. And the attic is finished into two large rooms which can be used as more sleeping area .... or for other activities. Normally, no one but club members is allowed beyond this room or the dining room. Shall we take a quick walk around?"

The six new people and their sponsors, along with one or two other members, followed Tom as he led them around the first floor. The kitchen looked like it could have come from a small restaurant. There were two ranges plus another two wall ovens and three microwaves. Two large refrigerators and a large upright freezer were along one wall. "Well, at least we should eat well," Laura thought.

The library was exactly that. It looked to contain several hundred books, both reference and some fiction. The studies had several desks and tables and three computers in each. As they looked around Tom said, "We enjoy ourselves, but we also take our studies seriously. The average gradepoint in the club is a 3.8 and we want it to remain high. So we provide whatever help we can to make study easier. It's also nice to remember that there are a number of upper classmen you can ask about things. Usually you can find someone who has already had the course you're taking."

The exercise room had a couple of treadmills, weights, several different types of exercise machines along with mats. There was a sauna and shower room off to one side and an actual swimming pool through an adjoining set of doors. This place was too much to believe!

The den had a large screen TV, stereo, VCR, and DVD player. There was also a cabinet containing discs and tapes. A wet bar was along one side. There was a lot of soft furniture - stuffed chairs and love seats - placed about the room. It looked like an ideal room for a party or for just relaxing.

The group returned to the first room where the other members were waiting. "OK," Tom said. "Last chance before we begin. Is there anyone who has changed their mind?"

No one responded. "All right. Then we can proceed to the pledging ceremonies. First, however, We're going to ask each of you to swear to keep what you have seen and what will happen a secret and never to discuss it with anyone outside the club. The one exception will be if, after you leave the club, you marry and your spouse will also agree to this hold this secret."

Every one swore that they would follow these conditions.

"In that case," Tom said, "It is time to see the lover level. Downstairs we have three smaller rooms, a couple of others that are really just large closets and one large room we refer to as the dungeon. Sponsors, will you now take the pledges and prepare them."

The six new people, the six sponsors, and two other members - Kelly and Michael - proceeded down the stairs followed by the remaining members. At the foot of the stairs the female sponsors led the girls into a tiny room on the left and the three male sponsors did the same with the men, taking them into a similar room on the right. The other members went through a door straight ahead.

Once inside the room, Kelly said, "OK, ladies, we'll get you ready now. Please remove your blouses and skirts. You won't be needing them for quite a while. Leave your underwear on."

Slowly, and with not a little apprehension, the women began to unbutton their shirts. All were hesitating, waiting for someone else to go first. Finally Ashley gave a look that seemed to say, "What the hell. This is what we're here for," and pulled off her blouse. Now the tension was broken and all three quickly removed their outer garments along with their shoes and socks. As she had guessed, Laura saw that all three wore identical underwear.

"You can hang your clothes over there," Kelly said. You won't be needing them until you leave. Also remember that you can leave at any time. You have the two safe words - red light and yellow light - which you can use if necessary. No matter how strange things seem, remember, the safe words will always be immediately honored. Now, please hold out your hands." Kelly and the sponsors quickly attached padded leather cuffs to each girl's wrists. Small metal rings on the cuffs were fastened together with small clips so their hands were bound in front of them. The sponsors fastened similar cuffs around their ankles. They then applied the silk blindfolds again and led each girl through a door into the large dungeon. Of course they couldn't see this, but even blindfolded they could tell they had entered a large room.

They were led over to one wall where, although they couldn't see them, there were four large X-shaped frames padded with leather. There were also two chains dangling from the ceiling. Laura felt herself being backed against some kind of frame and then her hands were raised above her head and spread a couple of feet apart and fastened to the frame. Her ankles followed and were soon spread to the two sides. While this was going on she could hear other sounds and guessed the other pledges were being treated in a like fashion.

Soon the movements slowed and stopped. The members than began a slow, soft, almost whispered, chant: "Pleasure and pain, pain and pleasure. Both the same, both are treasure." The chant was repeated over and over, each time a little louder.

"This is silly," thought Laura. But then she realized that silly or not it was having the desired effect. Goose bumps were being raised all over her body and she began to feel very apprehensive about what was to come.

Suddenly the chant stopped. Then a deep voice began. Laura thought the voice was Tom's, but she couldn't be sure. The atmosphere was now such that she would have probably believed the voice wasn't even really human. The voice intoned, "Sponsors, you have brought these pledges to join us in our rituals. But first they must be tested. Sponsors, are they prepared for the testing?"

Six voices answered in unison, "Yes, they are ready."

The first voice than replied, "Then let the tests begin."

Someone now removed the blindfolds. Laura looked around her. She was in a really large room. It must have been forty feet long and twenty-five feet wide. Candles along the walls dimly lit the room with flickering light and although she could see members both to her right and left, the shadows concealed their faces. She looked to her left and right. She was fastened to a large X-shaped frame and James and Rick were on either side also fastened to similar frames. They wore only low rise briefs. Beyond James on her left another frame held Carol Anne. And beyond Rick Laura saw Ashley and Paul with their arms attached to chains from the ceiling and their ankles fastened to rings in the floor. Their blindfolds were also being removed and they were examining their surroundings.

Looking around the rest of the room Laura saw several heavy tables or frames and some other pieces she couldn't identify in the shadows along the far walls. But directly in front of her two strong spot lights in the ceiling illuminated two padded wooden benches. These were about three feet wide and had a small bench running from left to right about 10 inches off the floor. Beyond this bench was a heavy, padded beam about the same length but about a foot and a half higher. A third cross member, a round rod two inches in diameter, ran parallel to the first two, slightly lower than the second, and about three feet beyond it. The entire contraption was held together with sturdy pieces perpendicular to the others. Laura wasn't sure of their purpose, but thought she could guess.

After a few seconds the voice - it was Tom! - asked, "Have you selected the first pair, my lady?"

Another voice - Barb? - yes, Barb - replied, "They have been chosen at random by the fates, my lord. They are chosen!"

"Then bring them to the appointed place and let the test begin."

Two members moved to unfasten Paul and Ashley. They were led to the two benches beneath the bright lamps. The members placed them on their knees on the first cross bench of each frame. Their ankles were then securely fastened about two feet apart. "I was right!" thought Laura, as each of the two pledges was bent forward so their hips rested against the padded center beam. Their hands were then stretched beyond their heads and spread, to be fastened to the third cross piece. Their hands were pulled far forward so that very little freedom of movement remained.

Tom now spoke. "You will be tested three times by each member. First with the leather paddle." He held up a thick but flexible leather paddle about three inches wide and nearly eighteen inches long. "Next by the wooden paddle." Now he held a typical frat paddle, about the same size, but made of half inch thick wood. "And finally with the strap." Here he held a leather strap attached to a wooden handle. The handle was about a foot in length and the strap itself was about one and a half inches wide and eighteen inches long.

Laura and the other pledges cringed at the sight of these. Tested three times by each member! And there were eighteen members! They probably wouldn't feel too much like sitting for a while.

Two lines formed beside each of the two pledges with their respective sponsors at the front. Each held one of the thick leather paddles. At a signal from Tom both sponsors swung their paddle directly at the pledges' asses with a force the surprised Laura. The loud Whap! from each came almost together and both pledges jerked as much as their bonds allowed and let out a small cry. The sponsors handed the paddles to the member in line behind them and moved to the end of the opposite line. The blows were repeated until each pledge had received the full count of eighteen.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 02



Even from where they were against the X-frames, Laura could see the tears on both faces. That paddle obviously hurt. However, Laura could also see that it had other effects. Paul had an obvious bulge in the front of his briefs and a damp spot had formed in the center of Ashley's panties. Laura found she was getting excited from the display too.

The members in the front of the lines now lifted two wooden paddles. At a signal both were driven with intense force against the helpless bottoms before them. Again this was repeated seventeen more times for each pledge. Then finally the straps were raised and brought down against the defenseless pledges. The strap didn't make as much noise as the paddles but judging by the reactions of the two tied to the benches the pain was even greater.

Laura had been thinking that she was glad she hadn't been selected to be first but as each member proceeded to deliver the final blow, she began to reconsider. She now realized that the excitement of watching the other two being punished already had her pants soaking. When she was fastened to the bench it would become obvious for all to see.

As the last blow was delivered, Tom stepped forward. "These have been tested and not found wanting. Remove them and bring the next."

Ashley and Paul were now released and taken to the X-frames to take their places as Laura and James were led forward and tied down to the spanking benches. Both Ashley and Paul had tears streaming down their faces but neither had called a safe word. And both had definitely been very much turned on by the experience. Laura wondered if she would be able to take her test as well.

She soon found out. The first paddles fell with John delivering a terrific swat to her ass. She cried out and her ass felt like he had touched it with a red hot iron. But she also noticed a new flood of moisture between her legs. As the remaining blows fell Laura found that she could take it and, although she too was crying, she was also becoming more and more aroused.

Before she completely realized it, it was over. The strap had hurt worse than either paddle and left hot bands of fire across her bottom. But, as she was released and taken back to the X-frame to replace Carol Anne, she realized that she had actually come during the last few blows.

The entire process repeated itself with Rick and Carol Anne suffering their fifty-four swats much as the others had.

Tom now intoned in the deep, slightly eerie voice, "I think all pledges have demonstrated a true desire for membership. They now must be educated and further tested. And if they pass than we shall welcome them as brothers and sisters." This was too much for him and he broke up laughing. "Well, maybe not exactly like brothers and sisters." With this everyone was laughing.

When they had settled down again Kelly spoke. "We would now like to provide a demonstration for our prospective members. So if a couple of you will help me escort them to the North room we can get things started."

A couple of people helped release the pledges from their bondage, but then fastened their hands together in front of them again. And once more the blindfolds went on. They were led out of a door, across a hall, and through another door. Laura felt herself being positioned with her back to a wall. The other pledges were near her on either side. Someone took her hands and fastened the wrist cuffs to the cuffs of the person next to her. This was repeated with her ankles. Her hands (and those attached to her) were raised above her head and fastened to rings in the wall about two feet apart. The same was done with her ankles so that she was spread across the wall. She didn't know whose, but the legs touching hers on either side were definitely male! Suddenly she felt something which seemed attached to the wall at one end being raised between her legs. A rounded surface, much like a two inch pipe, was raised until it pressed into her crotch. It wasn't cold like metal and Laura guessed that it was probably plastic. The pipe, if that's what it was, was raised and locked into place. It was not so high that she had to stand on tip toe, but it was high enough that if she stood completely flat footed it would press hard into her softest spot.

The blindfolds were removed and Laura saw that it was, indeed, a piece of two inch plastic pipe about ten inches long, anchored to the wall at one end. She saw that she was between James and Paul. The other pledges were similarity bound alternating boy-girl. Each had a pipe pressed hard between their legs. The stimulus effect was not lost. Each man had a hard bulge in his briefs and Laura could actually smell the arousal of the girls.

Looking around the room, Laura discovered two of the X-frames directly in front of the pledges about ten feet away. These were lighted with spots while the rest of the room was covered in shadows from the flickering candles. There were only four members in the room: two men and two women. Both men and women wore brief leather shorts. The leather was the soft, thin kind and clung like a second skin. The women also had a brief halter top of the same material. If fit so closely that Laura could see their nipples pressing against it. One of the women, Kelly, turned towards them. She said, "Having been through the same thing, I know that your asses are probably still on fire. But I also know that you are probably turned on and getting more horny by the minute. Too bad. No relief yet. But we did want to show you an example of some of the things we do here. So we have found two ... volunteers .... to help in the demonstration. Please bring them in."

The other members went through a side door and returned with a man and a woman. Each had a black cloth sack over his or her head with only a cutout to allow easy breathing. They wore cuffs on their wrists and ankles. Otherwise they were completely naked. Although Laura knew they must be members, she found without the clues of hair or eye color, she couldn't identify them.The two were led over to the X-frames and tightly bound facing the frames, their backs to the pledges.

"Thank you," Kelly said. "We will now provide a small demonstration." The other woman and one of the men moved to one side of the room.

Kelly walked over to a wall cabinet and picked up something. She returned through the shadows and handed one of the two objects she had to the man. She then turned toward the pledges, stepped into the light, and held up the object which turned out to be a cat with a sixteen inch handle and nine leather tails, each about thirty inches long. She swung the whip through the air making a swishing sound. Laura noticed that both of the bound victims cringed at the sound but that their breathing also became somewhat faster.

Kelly and the male member stepped forward and at a nod from Kelly swung their cats to land intensely hard blows across the bare asses of the two before them. Two sets of narrow red lines appeared as the two strained against their bonds to pull away. Kelly continued to whip the man while her partner - Michael, it was - rained blows on the helpless woman. The blows were repeated until a total of fifteen lashes had been delivered. They then switched targets landing ten blows on each back and on the backs of their legs.

The couple were jerking with each blow and crying out as the lashes struck. When Kelly and her partner stopped, the pledges first thought the demonstration was over. However, the pause was just to let Kelly and the man release the victims, turn them around and refasten them to the X-frames facing the pledges. The man now sported a swollen hardon and Laura could see moisture running down the woman's legs. Kelly and Michael then proceeded to deliver another fifteen blows across the victims chests. Laura couldn't believe it when the red welts began to appear right across the girl's breasts. Once she saw a tail land directly on a nipple and the girl gave a sharp cry but did not call a stop. Another ten blows - not as hard as the previous ones - were then delivered directly to the genitals.

When Kelly stopped again, Laura thought that surely this was the end. However, she noticed that the victims were constantly squirming and appeared to be very turned on. The man then released the male victim from the cross and brought him forward to a point directly in front of the pledges about six feet away. A bar about two feet long and attached to a chain was lowered from the ceiling. The man's wrists were fastened to either end. He legs were spread about two feet apart and fastened to rings in the floor. He was standing side on to the pledges and they could clearly see his hard member jutting straight out.

Laura looked frankly at the man. His body was covered with a set of fine red welts and a layer of light sweat. The ordeal had obviously excited him because his cock stuck out, rock hard, a good seven or eight inches. The girl was then released from the X-frame and brought over to face the man. Her wrists were fastened to the bar with his. One of her ankles was attached to his. Then Laura could hardly believe her eyes. Kelly took the man's cock in her hand and worked it into the girl's pussy. She then fastened the girl's other ankle to the man's and then placed straps around their waists and each thigh so the couple would stay joined.

Kelly turned to the pledges. "They will now stay coupled while we use the cats on them until both come. If we think they come too soon we'll continue to use the cats anyway.

With this she swung the cat very hard into the man's ass as her assistant did the same for the girl. This continued with the two of them walking around to deliver blows to both of the victims. It was also very noticeable that the couple was very sexually excited and humped against each other as best they could. After several minutes had passed the bound couple was on the verge of coming, their breath coming fast and hard and the blows from the cat seeming only to excite them more. Finally they seemed to explode together in orgasm and Kelly and her friend put down the cats.

As the couple calmed down, Kelly released them. When they were finally free, they reached up and removed the sacks from their faces. Tom and Barb! Laura and the other pledges were astounded! Still the couple, although covered in red welts, looked like they had really enjoyed the experience.

Tom and Barb looked at the astonished looks on the pledges' faces and Barb said, "To use an old phrase, you ain't seen nothing yet!"

Tom said, "It's getting rather late and we have a lot planned for you tomorrow. Besides I think you probably have enough to think about tonight. We've set aside two rooms for you tonight, one on the second and one on the third floor. Each floor has a common bath, but since this is your first night we're putting the men on third and the women on second." He turned to Kelly and Barb. "If you ladies would help these three new pledges shower and put them to bed, Michael and I will do the same for the three men."

Laura noticed that neither Barb nor Tom seemed in the least self-conscious even though they were both completely naked and covered with red lines from the whipping. The club definitely seemed to be a relaxed and comfortable group!

Kelly and Barb unfastened the cuffs from the three girls, but replaced the wrist cuffs with nylon Velcro straps, binding their hands in front again. Then, carrying the leather cuffs with them, they led the girls upstairs to the second floor. They entered a room off the hall which turned out to be the common bath Tom had mentioned. Some bath! There was a large whirlpool tub in one corner, several toilet stalls, a couple of urinal stalls!, several sinks, and a tiled shower area that looked big enough to hold a dance. There were a couple of smaller showers which could be closed off privately, but Barb and Kelly led the girls toward the large area. "You can go use the toilets first," Kelly said, "and then come back for a shower. I'm sure you need one by now."

Ashley held up her bound wrists. "You can manage," Barb said. "We don't want you playing with yourselves just yet."

When the three girls returned, Kelly had stripped off her clothes. "We need to get you three out of those things," she said. They will definitely need washing before you want to use them again." She and Barb helped the three girls to shed the underwear and then herded them into the shower where they proceeded to scrub them down.

When they were finished in the shower, Barb and Kelly gave the young women large, fluffy towels and helped them to dry themselves. They collected the towels and began to lead the women, now totally nude, out the door. When the pledges appeared to hesitate, Barb said, "Don't worry. There aren't any men out there right now. And you'll soon discover there isn't a lot of use for nightwear at the club."

They were led across the hall and into a room containing four beds. Barb and Kelly removed the Velcro straps. They then picked up the leather cuffs and started to reattach them to wrists and ankles. Kelly said, "I know you are all incredibly horny, but we're not going to have you bringing yourselves off all night. I also suspect your rear ends are still a little sore so please lie face down on the beds."

The three pledges complied and Barb and Kelly quickly attached the cuffs with short cords to the four corners of each bed. Laura noticed that Barb and Kelly seemed to "accidently" brush their hands across the sides of her breasts, her sides, and her legs as they worked. From some of the gasps of the other two pledges Laura gathered they were doing the same to them. The girls were spreadeagle but not stretched tightly. The room was warm but a light sheet was placed over each girl. Barb said, "I'm sure you will eventually forget how turned on you are and get to sleep. One of our hard and fast rules is that no one is ever left alone while they are bound, so Kelly will be spending the night in here with you. "

Kelly said, "That's right. And I'm sure that all that's happened to you - and also watching Barb and Tom get worked over - has probably made you incredibly horny. I know it has me. But I guess you will just to wait and be a little frustrated." Then picking up a vibrator and turning it on she said, "But I, on the other hand, won't have to."

Then, with a decidedly teasing tone, Barb said, "As for me, I'm going to go spend most of the night with Tom between my legs. Goodnight" Then she left the room, closing the door behind her.

Kelly turned off the lights and lay down on her bed and soon the sound of the vibrator was joined by moans and cries of pleasure.

The three pledges moaned in frustration and tried to get enough friction with the bed to satisfy themselves, but the way they were tied prevented that. Eventually sometime after the sounds of Kelly's climax had died away they fell asleep.

Twice more during the night Laura was aware of sounds of pleasure coming from Kelly's bed. Sometime after the last time all the girls realized they were awake but had no idea what time it was. They couldn't even tell if it was near dawn because of the blacked-out windows. Finally Ashley spoke. "Well, I guess we are all awake. Tell me, what do you to think about this place?"

Laura spoke almost without thinking. "I love it! I can't believe how many new things I learned that sound exciting. I think I've been wet ever since I got here. I just wish we could get in on a little more of the action."

Carol Anne added, "Amen! I'm still amazed how much the spanking turned me on. Not to mention that session with Barb and Tom. I don't think I've ever been this aroused."

"Well," Ashley said, "I hope they will get on with it."

The girls had been talking very quietly thinking Kelly was still asleep, but just then she said, "OK. I see you three are getting restless." She got up and released each girl's cuffs from the bed. "Leave the cuffs on for now. We're just going to take a quick trip to the bathroom."

The three had not gotten used to walking around nude and were happy to see no one else was around. Kelly allowed then to relieve themselves and then led them back to the room. "Now I think we have time for some fun before breakfast. I see your bottoms seem to have recovered so lie back down on your backs."

Laura hadn't thought about her sore ass and now realized that it didn't seem so sore after all. That was really surprising considering that last night it had felt totally shredded. She looked over her shoulder and at the other two girls and discovered that there were almost no marks remaining.

The three lay down on their backs and Kelly again fastened them spread eagled, but this time a little tighter. "I think I need some help. I'll be right back." With this Kelly left the room and Laura could hear her knock on a door across the hall. After several minutes Kelly returned along with Janet and Lori, Paul's sponsor.

"We thought we should begin your day by bringing a smile to your faces," said Kelly.

"Yes," Lori added, "There's nothing like a good laugh to start the day." With that the three brought out long feathers they had been hiding behind their backs. Laura gasped. It was obvious what was coming. The three approached the bound pledges and began a slow tickling, running the feathers all over their bodies. For about fifteen minutes - which seemed liked fifteen hours to the three pledges - Lori, Janet, and Kelly teased and stimulated every square inch of exposed skin. And there was an awful lot of exposed skin!

Constant shrieks of hysterical laughter filled the room and probably the rest of the house as well. But the constant tickling had another effect. There were now six very hard nipples and three dripping pussies. Finally, at a nod from Kelly, all three began to concentrate on the helpless girls' breasts and clits, slowly drawing the feathers softly across again and again. First Carol Anne, who had seemed the most ticklish, came with a loud, long cry. This pushed Laura and Ashley over the edge into their own intense orgasms.

As they calmed down and the three members released them from their cuffs, Laura realized that she had not once stopped to be embarrassed by the fact that she was completely naked and spread wide for everyone to see. "I must really be getting into this," she thought.

The pledges were allowed to return to the bathroom and take a quick shower. As they were drying off, Kelly handed each of them another set of underwear identical to what they had worn the night before. But she also had a short terry robe for each. While every one dressed - the three members in shorts and sweatshirts and the three pledges in the underwear and robes - Kelly explained that they wouldn't have to eat breakfast in just what they were wearing. "We don't have any problem with even complete nudity around here," she said. "But in general everyone dresses when we're downstairs. The are exceptions, of course. It is not totally unknown for there to be an orgy in the TV room. But you'll soon realize that you can't spend all your time involved in kinky sex. It's much easier, for example, to maintain our grade point if the study isn't full of naked hunks. Dress is always casual, but pledges are only allowed the robes. Now let's go downstairs. I expect most everyone is up. If not, they will be soon after the noise you three made."



The Adventurers' Club Pt. 03



Chapter 4

The six girls went downstairs and into the dining room. There was a breakfast buffet of sorts laid out on a table along the side and Kelly led them to it. After they had filled their plates - Laura realized she had quite an appetite - they went to the round tables. Laura, Ashley, Kelly and Janet went to a table where they saw John, Brad, James, and another member, Peter. Laura and Ashley sat next to their sponsors and Janet joined her pledge, James. Kelly took the remaining place next to Peter. Lori and Carol Anne went to another table where they joined David, Carol Anne's sponsor and Paul who was Lori's pledge. Already there were Rick and his sponsor, Sharon, and Tom and Barb. The other table was about half full of other members.

As they ate, conversation flowed back and forth. None of the new pledges was exactly the shy type or they most likely would never have been selected. And even though they were apprehensive about what was coming and even a little embarrassed about what had already happened to them, they were still looking forward to more with excitement. After a little while, Kelly said, "Barb, Tom, I'd like to speak to you a minute in private. Michael and you sponsors might come too."

With that they went through the door to what looked like a small dining area off the main room. The pledges looked at each other and then just shrugged. After a few minutes the members returned and Tom asked the pledges for their attention. "We had planned to continue today a lot like last night and then have you decide for certain tomorrow if you, for sure, wish to join. However, Kelly tells me the women are enthusiastic and in a hurry to get on with it. I've heard the same thing about the men. I will say this is about the most interested group of pledges I've seen. So I am asking right now if any of you still have any reservations about your desire to join. If you have any at all please say so." He then asked each pledge individually. All were eager to start.

"In that case I see no reason to delay unless any other member has a problem?" He looked around the room and saw several heads shake, but no one said anything. "Then we can go ahead and start your formal pledge period today. I think all of the regular members had planned on being here most of today anyway, so we can have the formal pledging right after lunch. Until then we'll have several things to do. First Kelly and Michael are going to be your Pledge mistress and Pledge master. They will be in charge of your training and will begin by having you fill out the paperwork." There was a groan from a couple of the pledges, and Tom laughed, "Yes, it's necessary. There is a rather detailed questionnaire concerning your background and preferences, or maybe I should say concerns. Please be completely honest in answering this. It will only be used to structure your pledge training so that you will really enjoy it. Secondly there is a formal agreement which basically says that you are joining of your own free will and desire and that you will agree to our rules and secrecy requirements. And finally there is the matter of the compromising pictures we spoke of at the rush meeting. Remember these are locked in our files and would never by viewed by anyone as long as you don't try to compromise the club or any of our members. They are taken with a digital camera so no one else could see them during processing. If any of you wish to hold off on beginning your pledgeship, say so now."

No one spoke and Tom said, "All right, why don't Kelly and Michael take their charges somewhere to begin the questionnaire."

Kelly and Michael stood along with the pledges and led them from the room into the two studies, men in one, women in the other. As they entered Kelly said to the women, "I told you that everyone is usually dressed downstairs. However, for you we'll make an exception today. I think it will help to put you in the right mood if you're not wearing so much. So please pile your robes on the chair here and take a seat at one of the tables."

The three complied and Laura realized that Kelly was right. Just the act of sitting down at the table dressed only in briefs and bra made everything seem about sex.

Kelly handed each girl a stapled set of papers and a pen. "Remember, we really do need your honest answers because we want to make this whole thing fun. No one else will ever see them." With that she left the room and the three began to look over the questions.

Laura was not too surprised over some of the first questions. They wanted to know things like when she had first masturbated, when and what her first sexual experiences - kissing, fondling, oral sex, intercourse, etc. - had been. The questions went into great detail. They asked which of a nearly endless list of sexual activities she had experienced, how often she currently had sex, masturbated, had erotic thoughts. There was a whole section on what bondage and SM activities she might have tried. Then there was another very long section on what activities she thought she would like. And another on acts she would not like at all or would even find disgusting. There was also a list of fantasy activity and what appealed as strictly fantasy and which she might think she would like to act out sometime. By the time she reached the end of the questions Laura began to think that there would be enough material from just the three of them to make a pretty good PhD thesis.

After about an hour, as they were finishing up, Kelly came back into the room with another smaller stack of paper. When every one had turned in their questionnaire she said, "OK. Now I'm going to discuss a few of the club rules. These pages have them down in writing and after we're done I'll ask each of you to sign a copy. These rules are for your protection as much as that of the club, so listen carefully and if you have any problem with any of them, say so at once. Maybe all you need is a little explanation, but we want to be sure that these are rules you can live with."

"First there is the requirement that no one ever does anything he or she doesn't want to. This means that safe words will be honored immediately and at all times. It is important that you understand that this applies whether you are the top or bottom in a scene. In a club like this everyone must have complete trust in everyone else.

There were other safety rules, such as never leaving anyone bound alone. There were also the secrecy requirements. "Club activities are complete confidential. You can never discuss anything we do here or anything about the real nature of the club itself with anyone who is not a member. The one exception as we said earlier is if you later marry and your husband also agrees to these rules. Otherwise the club remains completely confined to the club. You are free to leave the club at any time you want. But the secrecy requirements will still hold."

"Rules for club play include that no permanent or lasting damage may be done even if the bottom wants it. No piercing, no branding, no scars. In fact, no blood. Skin is not to be broken. We also do not have any animals involved. If everyone agrees most other activities are ok. However, in general, water sports may include enemas, but bathroom activities are out as almost all of the members dislike the idea."

Carol Anne raised her hand. "Question," she said.

"Yes," replied Kelly.

"I just want to be sure, but exactly what do you mean by 'bathroom activities'?"

Kelly smiled. "Good. Don't be afraid to ask if you're not sure about a term I use. After all you will be swearing to agree to this. By 'bathroom activities' I mean things like piss and shit."

A look of surprise and maybe discuss crossed Carol Anne's face. Then she turned slightly pink and just said, "Oh."

"Don't be embarrassed about it. There are people who get off on that but they are usually more deeply involved in a true submissive lifestyle than club members. Remember we're all here because we like to play bondage games, we like some painful stimulation and we all really like sex. We are all highly independent and competitive people. How do I know that for sure? Well, remember that sometime your sponsor and you competed a 'magazine test' for the fun of seeing how sexually compatible you were?" All three heads nodded. "Well, that wasn't really out of a magazine. It is a very professionally developed psychological profile inventory. We are pretty selective for membership."

Kelly went on to discuss some other club rules and then asked if there were any questions. When she didn't get any she had the three women sign the agreement.

"Now for the part the none of us really likes but we feel is necessary for the total peace of mind of each member. We are going to set up some pictures of each of you doing things which you would probably never want to do and which for certain you would never want seen on campus or anywhere else. Before you get too worked up, let me say that you will not actually do any of these things, but we'll photograph so it looks like you are. As I said none of us likes to do this but we're all happy that this extra security is there. So if you'll put on your robes and follow me downstairs, we'll get this over with."

The three uncertainly followed Kelly down to the basement and into one of the small playrooms. Kelly closed the door and checked a high quality digital camera lying on a side table. "I guess it doesn't matter who goes first. You're all going to be very embarrassed before this is done and, for that matter, so am I. Please remove your robes and everything else."

When the three girls were completely naked she set up and photographed each of them. First she had one girls lie back on a padded table and had the one being photographed place her face inches from the reclining woman's pussy looking as though she was just pulling back from a hot oral lesbian sex session. The effect was enhanced by use of some wetting substance which Kelly spread over their faces. . There were a couple of other staged photos also. One involved the selected girl's face a few inches from the ass of one of the others along with some chocolate chip cookie dough rolled into a tight cylinder.

Finally they were done and the girls were allowed into a shower located next to the playroom to clean up. They then got back into their underwear and robes. The pictures were stored on a disc which Kelly told them was also encrypted and the camera erased. Kelly led them back upstairs to the dining room and they suddenly realized it was lunchtime.

After a light lunch Kelly took the girls back up to the second floor bedroom and told them to get a short nap. In a couple of hours the formal pledging would begin.

About 2:00 Kelly came to get them and took them down to the basement once more. They were in the small room where they had started the night before. Kelly spoke to them. "We're going in the big room in a minute and the male pledges will be brought in also. The club membership will be there like last night. There will be some more bondage and discipline, a little harsher than last night. And this time you may have to remove more clothes. You will also be asked to do some sexual things but this time it's not going to be an orgy. Remember we've all been through this and, after all, that what's you came for, isn't it?"

The young women then removed their robes and allowed Kelly to place the leather cuffs around their wrists and ankles and fasten their hands behind their backs. She then proceeded to blindfold them.

When they were taken into the large room they were led over and placed in a line with their hands spread and raised above their heads and fastened to ceiling chains. Their feet were spread and the ankle cuffs fastened to rings in the floor. Laura could feel that the two bodies on either side of her were male and guessed they were once again in an alternating line with the men.

Tom and Barb went down the line and stopped in front of each pledge. They took turns asking each pledge to state their desire to join and swear to follow the club rules and secrecy requirements. When they had finished with the last pledge, the blindfolds were removed and Laura saw the room was once again lit by flickering candles with a spotlighted area in the center.

This time Laura was taken first. She was tied spread eagled from ceiling chains and floor rings in the center of the spotlight. Her arms and legs were spread very wide and the chains pulled her taunt. John came up to her and spoke to the club members. "I would like to present this pledge, Laura, for membership." With that he took a pair of scissors and cut away her bra letting her breasts fall free. They were taunt and stood out from her chest and the nipples were long and hard. He then bent and cut away the briefs, leaving Laura completely naked. in front of everyone. Surprisingly she found that she wasn't really embarrassed to be nude but was so sexually aroused that her lack of clothes seemed natural.

John and Janet then moved in front of her. Both were stripped to the waist, wearing only skimpy shorts, and each was holding a cat with a number of long leather strands. They held them to her lips and said, "Kiss the whips."

Laura did so. They then took up places on either side of her and began to lash her body. They began almost softly across her ass and back leaving only a slight sting. But the blows increased in strength and began to cover her entire body. Soon they were striking quite hard, leaving red lines wherever the lashes touched, which was everywhere. Her back, ass, legs, stomach, and breasts were soon covered with fine red welts. As the blows increased in strength, Laura found herself crying out and practically screaming with the hard strikes. She also found herself wet with moisture running down the insides of her legs.

Suddenly they stopped. They each approached her from either side and she suddenly felt their hands on her breasts. As one they each placed a clamp on her hard nipples causing her to scream. Weights were added to each, pulling her tits towards the floor and increasing the pain. She then felt a probing at her pussy and felt something slip inside her. Then a cool wetness touched her asshole. A finger probed inside and moved around, lubricating her. This was replaced by some other object which soon slipped inside leaving only some kind of slim string hanging out. Suddenly both of the inserted objects came alive vibrating hard. The blows from the cat then resumed some even landing directly on her pussy and clit. Within a few seconds Laura was coming with a screaming climax.

Afterward she collapsed and hung from her bonds. She was released and returned to her former place in line, but this time she was completely naked and the vibrators were left in place and on. She could already feel herself becoming excited again.

Laura was now replaced in the spotlight by James. Janet presented him and the activities proceeded much the same way. There were some differences of course. While James had no place to put a vibrator in front (He did in back, though!) a set of weights was hung from his balls with a parachute arrangement. Ashley then took his place and her sponsor, Brad, and Rick's sponsor, Sharon, administered the lashes.

When all six pledges had been through the whippings, the clamps and vibrators were removed. The club members, now all nude to the waist, went down the line welcoming each pledge. The men simply welcomed the other men, but they embraced and felt up each girl, stroking and probing. The women did likewise to the men and most of them also did the same for the female pledges.

Needless to say this did quite a bit to excite the pledges. They were then taken one at a time back to the center spot where a padded table had been set. They had to mount the table and bring themselves off with the club watching. As each pledge climaxed, the members clapped and Laura was again surprised to find that she was not really embarrassed even though a week or two ago she could never have imagined herself doing this.

As the last pledge came, they were herded to the center of the room with their arms locked behind their backs. Michael then said, "Pledges will now show their appreciation to their sponsors." As Michael spoke the six sponsors gathered in a line each facing their pledge. All were now completely stripped and not surprisingly the men were sporting erections. Each sponsor also held a riding crop in his or her hand.

Michael and Kelly indicated that the pledges were to kneel in front of their sponsors and service them orally. As excited as the six were, there was almost no hesitation as six faces were buried in six crotches. For about the next fifteen minutes the pledges, urged on by the crops, worked hard at licking and sucking their sponsors as the other members called encouragement and advice. By then all had come at least once and a couple of the women two or three times.

By now it was nearly 6:00. Everyone made use of the showers and the members dressed once again. As the pledges were drying off Kelly informed them, "You were told earlier that everyone was usually dressed downstairs. Tonight we are making an exception. Members will be dressed as usual but you pledges will remain naked throughout supper. The blackouts are still in place on the windows so no one can see in."

"As you are now official pledges you will be subject to demerits and I'll leave you to guess how you get rid of them. You will be expected to be in the club from 6:oo Friday night until 2:00 Sunday afternoon each of the next three weekends. Any time you are in the house you will be completely naked unless otherwise directed. Most of the time after tonight you will wear something while on the first floor, however. Usually this will just be a robe with nothing beneath. At any time a member can order you to open or remove the robe for an 'inspection'. Any member can award demerits at any time and you will keep track of the number you have so they can be worked off at the end of each pledge weekend. Awarding of demerits may begin at any time now."

With this she and Michael led them upstairs and into the dining room. They had been told to stand at their places with legs spread about eighteen inches apart and their hands behind their heads (the "inspection" position) until all members had gotten their food and were seated. Supper was salad and spaghetti which had been made ready earlier. After all the members were seated the six pledges self consciously got their own food and returned to their seats. Being whipped in front of the others or sucking John off in front of everyone had not really bothered Laura, but she found that now just eating when she was naked and others were dressed kept her face (not to mention the rest of her body) bright red.

By the time the meal was over each pledge had acquired several demerits and it had become obvious that these were to be awarded for the members' entertainment rather than just for real infractions.

At dinner they had learned several things about the club. Tom had spoken when everyone had finished eating. "As you are all now official pledges and sworn to secrecy we can let you know some more about the club. First the official name of our organization is "The Adventurers' Club." This brought sounds of surprise from the pledges. They had all heard of The Adventurers' Club around campus, but not connected with anything sexual. It was known as a very selective organization which mostly specialized in interesting trips for its members. These included things like sailing, backpacking, canoe trips, and similar activities. Everyone knew it was selective and that no one could join without an invitation, but almost no one knew anything else about it and didn't actually know any of the members.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 03



"I see you have heard of us," smiled Tom. "To paraphrase Twain, 'the reports of our activities have NOT been exaggerated.' Actually we do have those trips but there is usually a little more involved than just the sailing or hiking or whatever. Now about the house. One of the first club members met his future wife here. It also happened that shortly after they graduated and were married, he became heir to a large sum of money - a very, very large sum of money. He endowed the club with a gift of - get this - ten million dollars." The surprise of the pledges was obvious. "With a small part of that the club purchased this house which was the former home of a millionaire. The house sits in the middle of five acres of woodland only a half mile from campus. You have probably passed by the gate and never noticed."

"The remainder of the money was invested and the interest provides all the funds necessary for the upkeep, the trips, and other club costs. Now you see why we said that money would not be a detriment to any of you joining."

"As we've also told you, all of your time won't be spent in kinky sex games. We are serious about studies and we all have other interests. However, during your pledge period it may seem like nothing besides sex exists around here. Remember, the purpose of pledge activities is to keep you pumped up and a little apprehensive about what's coming. But also remember that we've all done it and we have no intention of causing any real harm, physical or emotional. You will probably find yourselves embarrassed and even a little humiliated by some of the things we'll have you do, but it's really a kind of teasing instead of real humiliation. For example, keeping you nude tonight while we're dressed. A little while ago when we were all either completely or partly naked none of you were bothered by being undressed. But now that we are wearing something and you have on nothing more than a blush, you feel a little off balance. But I'll bet you're also turned on by it."

Laura had to admit that she was. And looking around at the others - especially the men! - she could see that they appeared to be excited also.

Now Barb took over. "During the next three weekends you will have classes as well as just BDSM games. The classes will tell you a little more about the club activities. But they will also be instructions in how to really enjoy our type of sex. You will get a chance to try out different techniques with someone to show you the finer points. As you can guess the practice and the games will involve sex with a lot of different people. The type of sex we have here is for the pleasure of the act. One doesn't have to be in love to enjoy it. But this doesn't mean that relationships don't form and couples often have a warm, loving sex life in addition to the play. For example, as our regular members know, Tom and I are engaged and will be married when we graduate. But you will see us doing things with others and, for that matter, with you. The trusting relationship between all club members as well as our own personal trust for each other prevents any jealousy. It may seem strange to you now that I can watch three women pleasuring Tom while some guy fucks me from behind and neither of us be bothered by it. After you have been here a while you'll understand better."

"We do ask, however, that during your pledge period that you refrain from all sexual activities except during your weekends here. The purpose of this is to keep you worked up and make the experiences here more intense."

"As you know we have four more weeks of classes before spring break. By starting your pledge period today we will be able to devote all of spring break to your initiation.You will be with us for the entire nine days, so don't plan on anything else. Part of the time may be here at the house and part at another location. We'll keep just where for a surprise."

"Now I think that for the rest of tonight we'll turn you over to your Pledge master and mistress and your sponsors. If you're still able to move in the morning maybe some of the rest of us will get in on things again."

Chapter 5

Michael and Kelly and the six sponsors led the naked pledges back downstairs to the basement dungeon again. On the way in they stopped in one of the small rooms where leather cuffs were again fitted to each pledge's wrists and ankles. The cuffs used here were soft and well padded so a person could be bound in them for hours and any marks would disappear soon after they were removed. The cuffs themselves were of a strong, fairly heavy leather, well stitched, and set with heavy metal D-rings. The regular members stripped to the waist and several replaced their shorts with a short, soft leather kilt. These kilts wrapped around and fastened with Velcro. They were only long enough to cover from waist to mid thigh and were the same for both men and women. Laura could see their advantages: freedom of movement and easy removal.

The pledges were taken into the dungeon which this time had on enough lights to illuminate the whole room without being too bright. For the first time Laura could really see a number of the different devices which had been in shadow before. There were tables, most padded with leather, ranging from low ones only about six inches high to a couple at a normal table height. There were the X-frames and the spanking bench she had seen before, but there were also a couple of other benches which looked as if the victim could be bent over and well spread for a spanking, whipping, or other activities. Laura shivered imagining herself bent over one of these, her ankles bound and knees spread, her arms stretched and pulled forward, her pussy and asshole open and available. There were also several padded benches which looked a lot like the benches used at a picnic table. One wall was hung with paddles, straps, and whips of various types and there were several closed cabinets which Laura guessed contained smaller devices. There were what looked to be two saw horses and a long pole about five inches in diameter and leather covered running from the floor to the ceiling at about a sixty degree angle. There were also several other items she couldn't identify and, yes, in the corner a pillory!

For the next three and a half hours the sponsors and Kelly and Michael put the pledges through their paces. They used several of the pieces of equipment and a variety of whips and other items. None was what would be called severe, but it was enough that the six would certainly feel it for awhile. They were also teased and stimulated sexually and brought almost to the point of orgasm again and again. And no one stuck to his or her own pledge. At one point when Laura was bound, bent over, with her ankles fastened to either end of the sawhorse and her wrists stretched horizontally out in front of her, she found herself being licked by both Brad and David while Lori and Sharon each sucked and bit a nipple. And someone - she couldn't tell which of them - had a finger up her ass! Another time she was hung from the ceiling by her wrists along with Ashley. The two girls had their wrists fastened to the same ceiling chain and their ankles were also attached and spread. This, of course, caused them to be tight against one another, front to front. While Laura felt Ashley's lovely breasts and nipples pressing and moving against her own, John and Brad lashed their backs and bottoms, stopping now and then to tease their pussies with vibrators. Still another time Laura found herself suspended back to back with James while John and Janet stimulated them orally.

By midnight the pledges were throughly exhausted and sore, but also excited beyond belief. The constant stimulation without allowing them to come had driven each of the six right up the walls. Suddenly Michael called a halt. "I think it's time we got these pledges settled in for the night, don't you?" he asked.

The other members responded with agreement while the pledges groaned in frustration. The pledges, their cuffs still in place, were untied and led up to one of the large rooms on the third floor. After allowing a short bathroom stop, they were taken to six beds and tied spread eagled, face up. The members turned off the lights and said good night and pretended to leave. Because the windows were still blacked out there was really no light in the room at all, so the members simply retreated to the far end and remained quiet.

As soon as the pledges thought they were gone they began to talk. All were incredibly hot and frustrated by all the stimulation and complained repeatedly about being left like this. Suddenly a few giggles broke out from the far end of the room and, just as the pledges realized they weren't really alone, Kelly stepped forward and spoke. "You didn't really think we were going to let you off that easy, now did you?"

With that she and the other members stripped off their kilts or whatever they were wearing and made for the helpless pledges. Laura lost count but she was sure that over the next few hours she was fucked twice and eaten to orgasm at least four or five times, a couple of them by another girl. The room was filled with the sounds of sex and Laura could hear numerous orgasmic cries from both pledges and members. In addition to what was done to her she several times had a pussy or cock placed to her lips and responded enthusiastically. It sounded like the three men also had their mouths similarly engaged much of the time and from the female cries coming from their direction it seemed the men were acquitting themselves very well. Eventually, everyone wore down and the room finally settled into sleep.

Laura awoke to light coming into the room. She saw that someone had removed the blackouts from the windows. As awareness began to return she noticed that she was still tied to the four corners of the bed and that someone, John? - yes, John - was lying beside her with his hand on the inside of her thigh. She also became aware that she was sore almost everywhere, her muscles dull ached, her pussy and breasts felt bruised, and her nipples and lips, both facial and pussy, felt swollen. She was also aware that she had never felt better or more relaxed and happy. A smile crept onto her face and John whispered, "Hi. You feel ok this morning?"

A small laugh escaped Laura's lips. "Not only ok, but downright wonderful! I don't think I could possibly feel better."

"Are you sure about that?" John asked as his hand began to stroke down and back up her legs towards the hot junction between them and his tongue lightly touched her nipple.

Laura gasped. After a few seconds of this attention she said, "Well, maybe there is something which could make me feel better."

A little later when they had calmed again, John released her wrists and ankles. Laura groaned as she moved the muscles which had been held fixed for the last several hours. She looked around the room and saw that most of the others were already up, but there was still one other couple busy on another bed. Just then John said, "Sundays people usually get up fairly late and fix a brunch when they want. Come on. Let's grab a shower and maybe then a quick swim in the pool before we go down to eat."

"That sounds great!" Laura said, then hesitated. "But I don't have a suit." Even as she said it she realized how ridiculous it sounded and said, "Sorry. That was a pretty dumb thing to say, wasn't it?"

John laughed. "It all takes some getting used to. But I don't recall seeing a suit in that pool since I first came here. Members can dress anyway they want but most of the time no one worries with clothes above the first floor. The gym and pool are separated from the main first floor by the dressing rooms and can be reached directly from here by a back stairs. You will also notice near the head of the main stairs you will find a bunch of hooks to hold robes. There are now six with all your names on them. Pledges, remember, have to be naked upstairs but wear robes on the first floor. You will find a robe there to put on when you go down and you will leave it there when you come up. Regular members often do the same thing and there are several spare robes in case you didn't leave one there."

Laura followed John to the shower room and found it held several other pledges and members. It appeared that bathrooms were in general coed, but at least the stalls had doors for privacy. As they showered, Laura noticed one other couple who were playing around sexually, but most were just showering. Maybe a little companionable help, washing backs or such, but no one seemed to feel the need to make everything about sex. The best way to describe it, Laura decided, was that everyone was comfortable.

After they had cleaned off, Laura and John went down a back set of stairs which ended in the dressing area near the exercise room and pool. There were several members working out with the weights or on the exercise machines. All but one wore some kind of clothes: sweats or shorts and the women mostly had on sports bras. One man, however, was busy running on a treadmill wearing, as the expression went, "only a smile." Laura and John went on through into the pool area. Here were a half dozen others, including Carol Anne and James, swimming back and forth in the pool. No one wore suits. One end of the pool had a one meter board, but no one was using it. John saw Laura looking at the board and said, "Feel free to use it if you want, but if you're not used to swimming nude, be a little careful about diving until you find out how hard the water is when you hit it."

Laura decided to wait on the diving, but swam laps for the next twenty minutes. She found that the exercise worked a lot of the soreness out of her muscles and greatly improved the way her body felt. Finally they decided they had had enough and were ready for some food. They both picked up robes and headed toward the kitchen.

Laura hadn't given any thought to the time and just happened to notice a clock as they entered the kitchen. It read 11:15. Laura was completely surprised! She normally never slept past 6:30 at the latest, but today she must not have awakened until well after 10:00. "But then," she thought, "normally I don't stay up getting fucked silly until 4:30 either."

They made omelets and carried them into the dining room where another six or seven people were still eating. Now that the blackout coverings had been removed, the room was bright and sunny. Laura looked out a couple of the windows and saw a wide lawn, a couple of other buildings, and a thick woods. Several hundred feet through the woods she could just make out the occasional car moving past. John saw her looking and said, "After we eat I'll show you around outside. You can put on a pair of shoes and a coat because it's still pretty cool out this time of year. But don't worry, no one can see well enough through the woods to tell if you are wearing a robe, an evening gown, or if you're stark naked, especially once the leaves come out. By the way, all the sponsors are giving their pledges the fifty cent tour."

Outside, Laura saw that indeed the woods did shield them all the way around. The drive even had enough of a turn that no one could see down it. The buildings included a large storage shed where John explained they kept lawn equipment, tools, and other large items. There was also an eight car garage with what looked like apartments over it. John explained that the club actually had four employees. These were two couples in their fifties who lived in the apartments. They did general cleaning and maintenance and performed part of the cooking. Laura was a little uncertain about anyone she was already coming to think of as an "outsider," but John explained they had been very carefully selected. In fact both couples were into the BDSM lifestyle much more deeply than any of the club members. They were both long term relationships (twenty years or more) and had been very happy to find a place where their own activities would raise no eyebrows. The never participated in any club activities and were, in fact, almost never seen. And if either they or the club members happened to hear an occasional scream from the others' area, well, no one really thought much about it. John did point out that they were not maids or servants. Members made their own beds, did their own laundry, made most of their own meals, and in general took care of their own belongings. The employees maintained the grounds and the mechanical systems of the house, did general cleaning inside, did the grocery shopping and fixed supper about three times a week.

As they walked around the house Laura saw that there was a sand volleyball court and a clay doubles tennis court. Both looked like they were in good shape and John told her that both would be well used as the weather warmed up a little more. They walked around a little more and then John said, "We probably ought to go back inside. There's to be a general meeting at 12:30 to finish your first pledge weekend. And then there's still the matter of demerits to work off."

Laura had almost forgotten about the demerits. She had accumulated twenty three and from what she had heard the other pledges had about the same. She knew the real purpose of demerits was to give the members an excuse to torment the pledges, but she wondered exactly what they would have to do to clear them.

Inside Laura shed her shoes and coat and headed towards the basement where John had said the meeting would take place. As she reached the bottom of the stairs John stopped her. He pointed to a small room with hooks and told her, "Pledges must leave their clothes here. Anytime you come down here, remove what you're wearing and hang it here. Laura complied and went with John into the large room. Within five minutes all six pledges and their sponsors were there along with most of the regular members. The pledges were, of course, naked while the regular members wore the kilts, shorts, or something similar. All were bare from the waist up. Laura looked at John and realized that while she was stripping and hanging up her robe he had exchanged his clothes for a kilt.

Pledges were lined up, but not bound this time. They faced the center area where Tom and Barb sat off to the pledges' left side in two straight backed, leather covered chairs. Kelly and Michael stood to their right facing Tom and Barb. When everyone had gathered, Tom spoke, "We have reports of many errors made by these pledges. Errors which require correction."

Michael replied, "Indeed, they have been awarded demerits which now must be redeemed."

Kelly added, "They are here to demonstrate their remorse."

Barb then said, "Very well. Which of them has the fewest to redeem?"

Kelly, pointing at Paul, said "This pledge has received only eighteen. We will begin with him." At this two members brought Paul forward while two others moved one of the punishment benches into place between Tom and Barb on one side and Kelly and Michael on the other. This device consisted of a 4x6 beam, about three feet long and padded with thick, black leather, mounted to two vertical side pieces so its height could be adjusted. Two side rails ran forward at about a thirty degree angle from horizontal. Paul was placed against the horizontal beam and it was adjusted to his waist height. His ankles were spread and fastened to two rings at the bottom sides of the bench. There was another lower crosspiece at about knee height. Laura saw that there were six inch long posts an inch in diameter sticking out of this crosspiece toward the victim. And in fact these were adjusted to spread Paul's knees wide apart. He was then bent forward over the beam and his wrists pulled to the two angled rails, stretching him taunt. The pegs kept his knees wide apart, exposing his genitals and asshole. The strain on his arms was obvious as he was pulled hard forward.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 03



Two of the women, Susan and Diane, stepped to either side of the bound man. Each attached a clamp to one of Paul's nipples. From the expression on his face it was clear that the clamps bit painfully into him. The two women then added a couple of weights to each. A piece of satin ribbon was tied around his balls and a two pound weight hung from that. They then stepped back and each picked up a wooden paddle about three inches wide and, including the handle, twenty-four inches long. The paddles were a good three quarters on an inch thick and had been drilled with half inch holes closely spaced over the entire surface of the paddle. The oak paddles were smoothly finished with some kind of varnish or sealer. Laura realized the holes would not only cut the air resistance when the paddle was swung but would also add a lot of pain as the edges of the holes struck.

Kelly spoke. "The first ten demerits may be redeemed with a stroke of the punishment paddle. The next ten with a stroke of the tawse. The next with a stroke of the crop. And any remaining with the cat."

She stepped back, and as Susan and Diane brought the paddles down with incredible force, counted the blows. Paul grunted and hissed his breath with the first swing. He made a sharp, small cry with the second. The next eight each brought a scream causing Laura to cringe. The two tormentors switched to the tawse. This was a heavy leather strap about two and a half inches wide attached to a twelve inch wooden handle. The end of the eighteen inch strap split into two narrow, tapering tails. From the first blow it was obvious that this was extremely painful and by the eighth stroke Paul had tears running down his face and was screaming with each blow.

Finally the blows stopped and Susan and Diane began to rub some ointment onto Paul's abused ass. They also took the opportunity to play with his cock and balls and to tug on the weights attached to his nipples. First one and then the other used a finger to spread lubrication around Paul's asshole and each spent time inserting her finger and making sure the inside was also well lubed. Dianne picked up a butt plug and applied lubrication to it. The plug was about an inch at the widest point and five inches long. Like the one Laura had seen at the rush night it tapered to a rounded point in the front and quickly narrowed behind the wide part to flare out again at the bottom. Although the plug was fairly small Laura saw Paul wince as Dianne worked it home. Susan and Dianne then settled down to some serious stimulation and in a very short time Paul was spurting his come as the two women used their fingers to work over his cock and balls.

The weights and clamps were removed causing a cry from Paul as the blood flowed back into his abused nipples. The two girls then unbound him from the punishment bench but left on the wrist cuffs which they fastened behind him. Each then gave him a long hug while their hands played with his red bottom and felt his genitals. As they led him back to the other pledges, Barb instructed, "The plug is to remain in place until tonight. If necessary it may be removed to use the bathroom, but must be replaced. It must also be worn after 3:00 Friday until you arrive here."

Carol Anne had the next fewest demerits with twenty. She was bound in the same way as Paul had been with Bob and Peter, two regular members, doing the honors. It wasn't exactly the same, of course. Where Paul had had the weight tied to his balls, Carol Anne had two clamps placed on her outer pussy lips and small weights attached. She then received the ten strokes with the punishment paddle and ten more with the tawse. Like Paul, she was lubricated and a similar plug was placed in her rectum. The two men then stimulated her with fingers and tongues to three orgasms.

When Carol Anne was returned, the next choice was a toss up. James and Rick each had 22 demerits. James was chosen first and two more female members applied the punishments. After the twenty strokes, they each delivered a blow with a flexible, leather-covered riding crop with a small leather loop at its end. Each stroke brought a loud scream and left an angry red welt across both of his buttocks. Once the plug was inserted and James brought to orgasm, Rick took his place and received the same treatment from another pair of coeds.

Now it was Laura's turn. Although she had to admit that she was somewhat aroused by the prospect, mostly she felt a real apprehension and dread. These punishments looked to be more severe and certainly appeared to really hurt. She was led to the bench by Sean and David and the beam was adjusted to her waist height. Her ankles were spread and fastened to the two sides. She notice that they had been fastened with her toes turned somewhat in. In this position she found that she could not squeeze her ass cheeks together at all! She was bent forward over the padded rail and her wrists were stretched taunt to the forward braces. The two men played with her tits and let their fingers roam over her pussy and exposed asshole before fastening the clamps and weights. The bite of the clamps and the pull of the weights hurt! Laura liked painful stimulation or she would never have gotten involved with the club, but she was getting the feeling that this session might be more than she bargained for, just as the first stroke of the paddle landed across both of her cheeks. It was like a swatch of hot fire across her bottom. Instinctively she tried to clench her cheeks but the angle at which her toes were bound stopped this immediately. She thought she could feel each of the little holes drilled in the paddle and wasn't sure she could handle nine more of these. But before she had much time to worry about it, the second blow fell, crossing the same area as the first. This brought a scream but Laura was even more determined not to use the safe word.

By the tenth stroke she had actually adapted a little and the last couple didn't seem as severe. Then they switched to the tawse. The main part of this felt a lot like the strap that had been used the other day, but the split ends caused an entirely new class of pains, wrapping around the curve of her cheek to land with a severe bite on the inside of her thigh or the outside of her hip. These Laura didn't get used to: the last hurt just as much as the first. Only three to go. Surely these couldn't be that bad. But the first stroke of the crop crossed both cheeks diagonally leaving a line of burning pain across the earlier welts. Two more was about all Laura though she could have handled, but now it was over. Well, almost. The punishment was over, but now the two men were removing the clamps and playing with her nipples and her sex. She felt the first lubed finger enter her rectum and tried to clamp down, not so much to prevent it entering, but to derive more pleasure from it. The two men seemed to notice this and spent quite a lot of time working their fingers in and out. Finally the plug was inserted and slipped in with little opposition. Laura sighed with the feel of the plug inside her. It felt wonderful! When she was released from the bench and as the two men hugged her and stroked her, she clinched against the plug and thought how exciting this feeling of fullness was.

Ashley was the final victim with twenty seven demerits. Laura suspected she had so many because the members wanted the chance to punish her spectacular body. In any case she received all ten with the paddle, the ten with the tawse, and the final seven with the crop. Her poor ass must have felt like it was being cut to ribbons, but Laura guessed correctly that the blows were designed so that the marks would be gone within a day or so. The two men spent almost as long lubricating Ashley's bottom hole as the other two had spent on Laura.

When at last it was all over, the cuffs were removed and each member again welcomed each pledge. As before this involved close hugs with a lot of feeling of hot bottoms as well as a little attention to other areas.

The pledges were told that their first pledge weekend was officially over. They could now go home or wait a little while and join the members for some snacks upstairs. In either case they either could get dressed or wear the robes until they left. Ashley and Rick both needed to leave to finish assignments for the next day. Laura wasn't too sure how they were going to concentrate after the last couple of days, but guessed they would if they needed to. The rest of the pledges went upstairs and spent the next hour talking with the members and enjoying some snacks. Being whipped certainly created an appetite! Laura did notice, however, that none of the pledges, herself included, seemed to want to sit down very long.

Finally the remaining pledges began to leave. Since Laura and John had come together, they would leave together and drive back to campus. They went to a small room at the side entrance. Here, John explained, was where people usually came in and went out. So here was storage space to leave "outside" clothing. The pledges' clothes had been moved and were stored in small cabinets, or lockers, with their names on the outside. After Laura had gotten dressed - but with the plug still in place - she started to the door. Just as she was leaving the small room she saw a full length mirror by the door along with a sign, "FORGET ANYTHING?" In the upper corner of the mirror just below the sign was a cartoon someone had cut out and taped in place. The cartoon showed a business man entering a building elevator lobby. He was dressed in a coat and tie and carried a briefcase. But he seemed to have forgotten his pants when he dressed and left home that morning. Laura looked at John and he said, "Sometimes when you've been here a while everything seems so normal that we want to be sure you remember that when you leave the club the rest of the world will expect you to be wearing clothes." Laura couldn't be sure if he was kidding or not.



The Adventurers' Club Pt. 04



Chapter 6

The next couple of days seemed to drag. Laura understood that the prohibition against sex between pledge meetings was designed to make them even more aroused on the weekends and she had to admit it was already working. In fact by the time she had removed the plug Sunday night she had been almost desperate but she knew John would make her wait, too.

A few weeks before she had had a keen interest in sex but it hadn't been all consuming. Now she found herself thinking almost constantly about the club and kinky sex. Friday night seemed a long way off. Still, she tried her best to honor the club's admonishment and even refrained from masturbation. Needless to say this did nothing to make her forget the club.

Late Wednesday afternoon as she was leaving her last class, Laura turned a corner and came face to face with Ashley. The two women happily greeted each other and Ashley asked where she was going.

Laura replied, "I've just finished and going back to get some supper. Are you done for the day?"

Ashley nodded. "Say, why don't we go over to the union and grab some food there?"

Laura immediately agreed. Partly, she realized, this was because she had had no one to talk with about what was really on her mind about ninety per cent of the time this week. Ashley seemed just as eager and Laura correctly guessed that she wanted to talk just as much as Laura did herself. The two walked on over to the union and found a booth in the back corner. Although they had been talking constantly since they had met, neither had broken the subject of the club or any of its activities, even though that was what was foremost in both of their minds.

Once they had settled with their food, Laura finally asked, "Are you looking forward to this weekend?"

Ashley answered, "Am I ever! I haven't been able to think about anything else all week and not being able to do anything with Brad makes it even worse. I'm about to go up the walls from frustration and from just not being able to talk about it."

"Me too. No mater what I try to work on I keep daydreaming about cuffs and paddles and whips!"

"Tell me," Ashley asked, "have you been into this stuff before?"

"Not at all. In fact until I met John a few weeks ago I had never thought about bondage, spanking, or any of the other stuff. It still amazes me just how much new stuff I discovered and how much I really like it. What about you? Have you ever tried anything like this before?"

Ashley hesitated a second and looked around to make sure no one was overhearing. They had the entire corner of the room to themselves. "Not recently," she said. I did try a couple of things several years ago, but not since."

Laura was immediately interested. "What did you try? Tell me about it. After all how many secrets can there be between two girls who were hung up together with their tits rubbing while getting their asses thrashed?"

Ashley laughed. "I guess you're right. Well, I grew up in the suburbs, but my father's family was from the country. His brother had a large place in the edge of the mountains where they raised some hay crops or some such. Anyway the summer I turned sixteen - my birthday is in May - my father's company decided to send him to help open a new plant they had built in France. He was going to be over there for two or three months and of course Mom wanted to go with him. I don't have any brothers or sisters and I wanted them to let me stay by myself at home. But I had just turned sixteen, been driving for less than a month, and they didn't think that was a good idea. Then Dad happened to talk with his brother one day and he suggested they could let me come visit for the summer. When my parents brought up the idea I suddenly remembered my cousin, Henry. He was twenty then and he gave an entirely new meaning to the word 'Hunk'. The more I thought about it, the better I liked the idea and 'let' myself be talked into going."

"As it turned out, when I arrived I found that Henry had gone out West to work at an internship with an engineering firm for the whole summer and I wouldn't even see him. But his brothers, Tom and Allen, were at home. Tom was nineteen that summer and built a lot like Henry. Allen was seventeen and not bad either. Somehow I hadn't noticed this on previous visits, probably because I never looked away from Henry long enough. But anyhow the three of us got along very well, especially Tom and me. We found we liked a lot of the same things and really enjoyed each other's company. There was a little work around the farm, but mostly we had free time and the run of all four hundred acres, half of which was woods and streams in the foothills. There were also a couple of other teens from the area who came over most days. Ken was seventeen and another neighbor, Suzanne, was eighteen."

"Both of us girls were pretty tomboyish. The five of use played some basketball and some touch football. We spent a lot of time hiking out in the woods, often taking a lunch with us. Usually we were gone from the house all day three or four days a week. One day after I had been there about three weeks we went hiking out in the woods. The others must have known where they were headed but I had no idea until we entered the clearing. There was a small waterfall with a wide pool below. The pool looked fairly deep and I found out later it was as much as eight feet in places. There was also some kind of small building off to the side of the clearing. We put down the knapsacks and I just looked around at the beautiful place. Then Allen said, 'Come on. Let's go for a swim.'"

"Tom, Allen, and Ken immediately started to pull off their shirts. I hadn't expected to swim and hadn't worn any kind of suit and in fact didn't even have a bra on. I must have looked very surprised because Suzanne looked at me with a really wide grin and said, 'What's the matter? Haven't you ever been skinny dipping before?'"

"Well, I hadn't been but I was not about to admit this. I was the youngest and wanted to be accepted and especially when Suzanne started unbuttoning her shirt I was determined to go ahead with this. I figured that maybe I could at least keep my underpants on and even if Suzanne kept her bra I could manage. Then I saw as she removed her shirt that she wasn't wearing a bra either and that made me feel a little better. She pulled off her shorts, but didn't stop there and stripped off her pants, too. I looked over and saw that all three of the guys had stripped completely and thought, 'What the hell,' and went ahead and got bare, too. We swan, splashed, and played around for the next half hour. Surprisingly it wasn't nearly as embarrassing as I had expected. After a little while the guys started slipping in a few feels, sliding their hands across my ass or 'accidently' bumping a breast. I noticed they were doing the same thing with Suzanne and I also noticed she was occasionally grabbing a feel back. So I tried that too and found out it was fun. What I mean is it wasn't really sexual. Sure we were a little aroused, but no one was going to be raped. It was just good fun."

"Finally we climbed out and everyone sat on the rocks in the sun to dry off. Everyone looked but no one did anything else. I found myself thinking the stuff I had heard about skinny dipping was true: just good, clean fun. After we dried off, we got dressed and ate lunch. After that we usually came back to the pool about three times a week.

Once, after we had been there a half dozen times, I raised the subject of the building at the edge of the clearing. 'That's our clubhouse,' Tom said."

"'Oh, what sort of club,' I asked."

"'Just something the four of us started a couple of years ago,' Tom said. Then he changed the subject. I tried to bring up the subject a couple of times in the next day or two, but they always put me off. Finally one day I got Suzanne off by herself and asked her directly. At first she didn't want to talk about it either. Then she finally said, 'If you really want to know I'll tell you, but you've got to promise not to think there's something wrong with us. It's just for fun, like the skinny dipping."

"'Alright, I promise,' I said. 'Just tell me!'"

"Suzanne said, 'OK. If you must know it's a spanking club.' I must have had a really strange look on my face because Suzanne quickly added, 'It's just a game. We're not perverted or anything, but it's actually kind of fun.'"

"She started to stammer out some other explanation, evidently afraid I was thinking all kinds of things about them. Actually I was more stunned than anything else, but not just at what she had said. I was more stunned with the fact that I found the idea exciting. I quickly stopped her. 'No. No. I don't think there's anything wrong. In fact the idea sounds exciting. Tell me about it.'"

"'Are you really sure?' she asked. I nodded. 'OK. I don't even remember how we started, but somehow we found that a spanking really does something. There's the anticipation wondering if you can take it. Or wondering if you can make someone else cry 'enough'. Also it can be quite a turn on.'"

"I looked at her. I wasn't a virgin. Not for the last two months anyway. And I had enjoyed the three times I had tried sex even though they weren't as exciting as I had expected. But I was wondering just what I was getting into. Suzanne must have read my mind. She said, 'We don't have orgies or anything. In fact there's no actual sex. But we do enjoy a little mutual masturbation afterwards. If you've never been really spanked you have no idea how the heat can spread from your bottom to down between your legs. And if you've never seen a boy really spanked, you'd be surprised what it does to their cocks!'"

"I said, 'Look. I'll admit I interested. Can I get in on this?'"'

"She replied, 'If the guys know you want in I'm sure they won't object. I certainly won't. I'll tell you what. I'll talk to them and we can see about having an initiation sometime soon."

"When she said that I felt all shivery and also realized I was starting to get wet. For the next couple of days nothing was said about it. That week my uncle and aunt had to go see about some problem with some rental property they owned across the state. So Tom, Allen, and I were left on our own. I think Tom mentioned to them that we might go camping for a couple of days while they were gone and I guess because Tom was nineteen and because they knew that Suzanne would be going with us they thought if would be okay. Anyway, they didn't object. The five of us decided to backpack and spend a couple of nights out, so Tuesday morning we got our packs ready and set out. We headed towards the swimming hole and I guessed we would stop there for lunch and then go on. We did get there just before lunch and as usual stripped down and had a nice swim. As we were lying on the rocks drying, Tom suddenly said, 'I understand you want to join our club?'"

"My mouth went suddenly dry and all I could do was nod. He then said, 'Well in that case I think an initiation is called for. If fact I see no reason it shouldn't be this afternoon.' Don't you agree?'"

"My stomach suddenly felt tied in a knot and I could hardly breathe, much less speak. I nodded again and the four of them stood up and came towards me. Two of them took my arms and we all headed towards the cabin. When we arrived, Tom produced a key from somewhere and opened the padlock on the door. Inside was a fair sized room with a picnic type table and benches, a couple of other benches pushed back along a wall, and a storage cabinet. Ken went to the cabinet and returned with several items. He had a wooden paddle of the type frats use, a wide leather belt, and several bandanas. Tom and Allen went to one corner and returned with a round pole about five feet long and four inches through. It had had all the bark pealed away and looked worn smooth. They also brought a couple of wood contraptions that I can only describe as tripods about three feet high. They placed the tripods about four feet apart in the center of the room and set the pole across them, fastening it in place. I began to see what this was. Suzanne led me to the frame so I was facing it. The pole was just at waist height and I correctly guessed they would want me to bend across it. But I hadn't expected what was next. Suzanne took one of the bandanas and twisted it into a gag which she tied around my head. I could still make some sounds with this in my mouth but I wouldn't be able to really yell very loud. She and Ken then bent me over the bar and used some soft rope I hadn't seen them get to tie may hands to my ankles. Remember we were all still naked after swimming and being bent over like this really exposed my pussy and ass. As I saw Tom pick up the frat paddle I became kind of afraid. Suzanne leaned over and placed a marble in my hand. She said in my ear, 'If it gets to be more than you can handle, just drop this and we'll quit. Remember, we've all done this and I think you'll be surprised how much you like it.'"

"At that moment the idea that I would like this seemed ridiculous, but I was determined that if the others could take it, then so could I. Tom said that the initiation would consist of five swats from each of them followed by five more with the belt and then a final test. This sounded like a lot, but there wasn't much I could do about it. Tom then said I could have a choice. They could begin the initiation swats immediately or I could have a few easier strokes to warm me up first, but these wouldn't count towards my total. The choice was mine. Did I want the warmup? I thought about it for a few seconds. While I didn't relish any more spanks than I had to have, I felt sure they would be easier to take after I was a little more used to them. I nodded that I wanted the warmup."

"The first stroke landed straight across my bare ass, but it wasn't hard enough to do more than sting slightly. I felt a warm glow begin to form as the blood flowed to the abused area. The next stroke was slightly harder but still didn't really hurt. They gave me about a dozen and a half, several of them with the doubled leather belt. By the last they were definitely stinging but the accompanying warm glow was also having an effect. Tom then began the hard strokes. These were much harder and really hurt. I cried out but was muffled by the gag. Allen followed Tom laying his strokes at a slightly different angle. Ken and Suzanne each added their five to the total, counting each stroke. When I had taken all twenty I was allowed a minute to rest before they continued with the belt. They each used the belt doubled over. This gave it enough thickness to really propel it and left it flexible enough to wrap right around my ass and hips to really sting. When these were finished I was crying but was pleased that I had never seriously considered dropping the marble. But I still had the 'final test', whatever that was, to go. Tom then showed me a freshly cut willow switch about three and a half feet long and tapering from a half to a quarter inch. Inwardly I cringed at the thought. It looked so smooth and flexible I knew it would hurt incredibly. Tom said that each of them would deliver one stroke. Four strokes I could probably take. Besides, I was beginning to feel pretty turned on from the previous swats. I had been afraid they were each going to give me another five each. Tom struck first, laying a line of fire horizontally across the lowest part of my ass. I screamed into the gag. Never had I felt anything like that! Allen laid his parallel to the first just slightly higher and it hurt every bit as much as the first. Ken's was slightly higher still and afterwards I could feel three distinct bands of fire running across my bottom. Finally Suzanne took the switch and raised her hand. If I thought this one might not be so bad because she was a girl, I couldn't have been more wrong. She laid her stroke diagonally across the first three with a force that took my breath away!"

"They let me stay tied and bent over the bar for another minute or two until I had calmed down. The gag was then removed and my wrists untied. As I stood I felt all the strokes again as the skin relaxed. I ran my hands over my backside, feeling the heat and the welts from the switch. I also felt a trickle of moisture between my legs and was astonished to realize that the beating, however much it had hurt, had also turned me on. Tom came up to me and gave me a small hug. 'Welcome to the club,' he said. Each of the others followed suit even including Suzanne. I had never before been hugged by a naked girl (and only one naked man) and was again surprised by the sensation."

"Ken then said, 'I expect you would like to get a little even with us. Right? Well you can give each of us five with either the belt or paddle.' With that he went to the bar, bent over, and grabbed his ankles."

"I decided not to waste any time and, remembering how it felt, picked up the belt and wrapped it around my hand. I then proceeded, with the encouragement of the other three, to place five hard strokes directly across Ken's ass, leaving a series of red stripes. Each of them in turn took their place while I delivered their five. Lastly Suzanne came up to the bar. 'I gave you that last switch. We call it baring the gate because the welts look like a barred gate. I know that last one really hurt so you can give me ten strokes instead of five.'"

"I could tell from the way she was breathing that the idea excited her and I had to admit it excited me too. So I didn't hesitate or hold back and delivered ten really hard strokes causing her to cry out with each."

"When I finished I looked around. The three guys were all sporting long, hard erections and Suzanne had her fingers on her clit by the time she stood up. I didn't need any more invitation and put my own fingers to good use. For several minutes we were all lost in our own pleasure and in watching the others pleasure themselves. The guys soon came and I watched as they spurted through their climaxes. This was another new experience for me - actually seeing a man come. Suzanne and I each managed to make ourselves come twice and I noticed the boys watching intently in appreciation."

"We went back in for another swim and to cool off and after we dried in the sun went ahead and got dressed. We decided to spend the night there and after supper just spread our sleeping bags in the clearing."

"For the rest of the summer the 'Spanking Club' met three or four times a week. There wasn't anything formal but we almost always ended up in the clearing. Occasionally we'd go to some other location, but the clearing was our favorite. Usually all five of us were there, but sometimes only three or four could make it. We usually used the paddle and belt, but sometimes we'd try other things: a strap or switch or such. Once a couple of days after the five of us had watched some grade B video about pirates, Ken produced a homemade cat-of-nine-tails. He had taken nine leather strips about a quarter inch across and fastened them to a foot and a half wooden handle. We all got a chance to feel the effects. We found the best way was with the victim either tied to a tree or with his or her hands tied above them to a branch. Mostly the spanking was on the ass, but we tried the cat on backs as well. Once Suzanne and I discussed what it might feel like to be whipped on the tits with it, but we never had nerve enough to try. The spankings always turned us on and were always followed by a hot masturbation session. Sometimes, as they say, the feeling was mutual. The guys would finger us to orgasm and we would jerk them off. But nothing ever went any further."

"At the end of the summer I went home and back to school. Twice that fall I tried to get a boy to play spanking games with me, but both of them seemed to think I was really strange and maybe too kinky to be normal. Neither wanted to even try. I began to get the feeling that maybe I really was odd. It did, after all, seem pretty strange to think that pain should be a turn on. Anyway after those two unsuccessful attempts, I stopped trying. The next couple of summers I didn't make it back to my aunt and uncle's and haven't seen any of the other four since. I still daydreamed about spanking games, but never tried any with anyone. I did find that sex was better than those first couple of tries. Probably because I found some boys who knew more what they were doing. After I got here last fall I met Brad and one time he swatted me on the bottom and I must have reacted favorably because he asked if I liked it. We soon added some of that to our play and I came to find out that I really wasn't the only one: there were others who enjoyed that kind of thing. He introduced me to the club and you know the rest."




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 04



Laura had hung on every word throughout the entire story. The idea of being outdoors for some of these games really excited her. She was an outdoor type and liked things like hiking and camping, but hadn't thought of sex in connection with them. She asked Ashley, "Did being naked outside feel any different from inside? I mean thinking about being tied to a tree and whipped - or even better, being tied to a tree, whipped, and then fucked is really making me wet."

Ashley laughed and, obviously more than a little turned on herself, said,: "You bet! I don't think I would like it if I were afraid someone could see, but if I feel that we're by ourselves I get hotter just feeling the breeze on my skin. You know, sometime we should get a couple of guys to take us backpacking up in the national forest and try some of that stuff"

"That sounds great!" Laura said, "But I wouldn't be surprised if the club has its own forest preserve just for that"

"That's probably true," laughed Ashley. "Still, I think I'd like for us to go somewhere like that for a couple of days. What do you say?"

"I'm ready. I have the feeling we'd have a lot of fun - especially if we can find the right guys to take us. Come to think of it, I suspect any of the twelve guys at the club would probably do fine."

"Amen," said Ashley.

At one point Laura asked Ashley when she was done Friday. "My last class is over at 1:00. What did you have in mind?"

"Well," Laura replied, "I'm done at two and I was going to suggest you come over and we could go to the club together Unless you have plans to go with Brad."

"No. That sounds fine. I was going to drive myself over. I think Brad knows if he shows up then I'll probably rape him. I'll come on over sometime after two and we can drive over in my car when it's time. OK?"

"Great!" Laura agreed.

Laura and Ashley finally said goodnight with some sarcastic comments about sleeping well. Both of them knew they were going to be even more frustrated than usual that night.

Chapter 7

Friday Laura left her last class and hurried back to her room. Anyone who knew her would be able to tell she was very high and excited about something. But none of her friends from her home town or from here would have guessed that what had her so up was the prospect of being stripped naked, bound and whipped. Of course it wasn't just this, It was also the certainty of incredible sex that would accompany the other activities.

At about 2:30 Ashley showed up at Laura's door. "Come on in," said Laura. "We've got over three hours before we have to leave for the club. There's coke and bottled water in the refrigerator, so help yourself."

Ashley answered, "Thanks. I'd like something cool. But we'd better eat early if we want any dinner tonight. We want to have time for it to digest - just in case we might be a little stressed later." At this both girls broke out in fits of laughter.

The two of them sat around talking for a few minutes. "This week has been nearly impossible," complained Laura. "I've never been so hot and turned on and then to not be allowed to do anything about it is torture. If I see John I'll probably rape him. I've even been good and kept my hands off myself like they said, but it's been awfully hard."

Ashley agreed. "I've never thought so much and done so little about sex in my life. I can't wait to see what they have in store for us this weekend." Suddenly she had a thought. "What time is it?"

Laura looked at her watch. "About five minutes of three. Why?"

"Remember we're supposed to have those plugs in after three. We've done everything else they told us, so I suppose we should get them in now."

"Yes," Laura said. "I don't see how but I'd almost forgotten. Have you got yours? Mine's in the bedroom so come on in."

Ashley dug out the smooth, tapered butt plug and looked at it with anticipation in her eyes. "I started to put it in and sleep with it a couple on nights, but I knew I could never control myself if I did. I even wore a nightshirt to bed this week because I was afraid sleeping raw would make me forget about not touching myself."

Laura grinned sheepishly. "You too, huh? I slept bare Sunday night and realized I'd never make to Friday if I did that again. Here, I've got some KY we can use." With that she tossed the tube of lubricant to Ashley. Then she stopped and said, "Ashley?"

"Yes?"

Laura was actually blushing. "I want to ask you something. Look if you don't like it just tell me and I won't be offended. But how about letting me put your plug in for you?"

Ashley held her breath for a second. "I'd like that," she said. "But only if you let me do the same for you. OK?"

Laura just nodded and began to unfasten her shorts. Ashley was wearing a short skirt and reached under to remove her underpants. As Laura watched she removed them and started to lift her skirt, but thought better of it and unfastened it instead, laying it carefully on a chair. She also undid her shirt and as she laid it aside said, "I don't want to get anything on it."

Laura was wearing a t-shirt and pulled it over her head. She then turned and stared at her. Finally she said, "You have an incredible ass. I wish mine was half as good. Do you spend all of your spare time exercising?"

Ashley laughed. "Not really. Maybe I just have the right genes. But I guess I do workout half an hour or so most days. But you're not bad yourself. You've got nothing to be jealous about. In fact I wish my tits were as nicely shaped as yours."

Laura replied, "I know I'm not bad, but you've got everything - and I do mean everything - arranged in all the right places. I hope you like getting your bottom beaten because I'll bet you'll always be getting the most demerits so the guys will have an excuse to spank you."

Ashley handed Laura her plug and the KY back and bent over the bed, supporting herself on her hands. Laura picked up the lubricant and walked over behind Ashley. "Look," she said, "I don't want you to get the wrong idea. Three weeks ago I had never considered what it would be like to even touch another girl, but I'd never considered a lot of things then. I do know I'm definitely not gay - I like men too much. I don't want you to think I'm falling for you or anything, but when we were tied together last week it was a real turnon. I think it's like Barb was talking about: I'm not going to fall in love with you but the idea of erotic play does excite me. A couple of weeks ago I used one of these on John and the feeling as I slipped it into him was incredible. Maybe even more than when it was slipped into me last weekend. I think you have the greatest ass I've ever seen on a girl and I find I have a really strong urge to feel it. Is this making any sense at all?"

Ashley stood and looked at Laura. "Yes it makes sense. I feel pretty much the same. Remember I told you about the sessions at our club after the spankings when we'd all get off, sometimes even getting each other off. Suzanne and I watched each other but never actually touched the other. Still I think we both wondered what it would be like. I know I did. We wouldn't be joining this club at all if we weren't both interested in sex for the fun of it. So go ahead and don't worry so much." With that she spread her feet and bent back over the bed, resting on her hands again.

Laura ran her hand over the smooth skin of Ashley's taut bottom. She put a gob of KY on her finger and spread it down Ashley's crack and around her anus. She rubbed it around for a few seconds and then pushed her finger inside Ashley's tight back hole. Ashley shivered and pushed her ass farther back. Laura worked her finger in and out for a couple of minutes as Ashley began to squirm and her breath began to come in short, shallow gasps. Finally Laura covered the shaft of the plug with KY and slowly pressed it home. At first Ashley tightened up but than began to relax and suddenly the plug slid in all the way to the hilt.

Ashley shook and it was obvious she was having a hard time trying not to come. "Wow!" she said. "That felt really good. But it's going to make it awfully hard to behave the next few hours. Your turn now."

With that Ashley stood and moved aside for Laura. Laura took the same position bent over the bed, supported on her hands, her feet spread. Ashley let her hands roam across Laura's backside and occasionally let her fingers cress Laura's lips and the inside of her thighs. Laura's breathing became very rapid and Ashley quit before she caused Laura to climax. After Laura had had a short while to cool down, Ashley picked up the lube and did for Laura what Laura had just done for her. As she worked the plug in and out prior to pushing it home she once more had to be careful not to push Laura over the edge.

Both girls stood and wiped their hands on a towel. Although all either wore was a bra, neither made a move to get dressed. Laura finally asked, "Have you ever tried anal sex?"

Ashley replied, "No. I've known my anus was a sensitive spot since the spanking club days, but I've been afraid it would hurt too much. And maybe just a little afraid it was a little perverted. But, like you said, a lot has changed in the last few weeks and I now think I might like it. What about you?"

"No. I'd never even heard of the idea until recently. But the idea is pretty exciting. You remember what you said the other day about getting a couple of guys and going backpacking up in the national forest? Well, I've got this picture in my mind of four of us out in the woods somewhere. You and I are naked and tied to a couple of big fallen logs with our bottoms red from a whipping while the guys fuck our assholes."

Ashley caught her breath. "I think I'd like that," she said quietly. Then she sort of came out of a daze and said, "But if we don't get dressed and quit thinking about things like that we'll never make it another two and a half hours without playing with ourselves. Maybe we'd better go out somewhere and get some supper."

"Yeah," Laura agreed. "We'd better."

Ashley put her shirt and skirt back on along with her underpants. Laura got a skirt and shirt from her closet and dressed the same way. Both girls moved a little awkwardly while they got used to the shafts buried in their rectums. When they were ready they left and walked to one of the small fast food places near campus. Even though Laura knew the plug didn't show, she still felt like all eyes were looking directly at it.

Finally the time arrived to leave for the pledge meeting and the two young women climbed into Ashley's car and drove the short distance to the Adventurers' Club. They went down the long gravel drive, parked the car and went around to the side door they had been instructed to use. Immediately upon entering they were in the small room with the mirror they had seen when they left last Sunday. They almost automatically went on through into the house, but then remembered the dress policy: pledges were to wear only the short robes downstairs and be totally naked above the first floor. They stripped and placed their clothes in the lockers with their names on them and put on the short robe each locker contained. Then they proceeded into the main part of the house.

As they had been instructed they went to the stairs and down into one of the small rooms at the bottom where they took off the robes and hung them on the hooks provided. They then proceeded into one of the small rooms off the main dungeon. Carol Anne, Paul, and Rick were already there and greeted them warmly. A couple of minutes later James walked in. All six of them were completely naked and Laura could see the wide bases of the plugs in the other pledges' bottoms. Everyone was obviously at least a little turned on and all three of the men appeared to be partly erect.

They looked around for somewhere to sit but saw only one upholstered chair. They guessed it was probably not for them and decided to remain standing. After a few minutes Kelly entered. She was wearing a very short soft black leather skirt and a matching leather strapless bra. She also had on high heeled leather boots and a leather belt, from which dangled a small cat. She went to the front of the room by the chair and faced the pledges. "Welcome back, Pledges," she said. "Before we do anything else tonight we need to find some limits on you guys. We have a small test planned, so let's get started." Kelly went on, "You will find cuffs on the side table. Girls and guys pair up and put them on each other."

Laura found herself with James and they proceeded to cuff each others' wrists and ankles. Laura noticed James 'accidently' brushed her intimately several times and she also managed to grab a couple of quick feels while they were getting ready. Once they were cuffed, Kelly went to each couple and fastened the man's right wrist cuff to the woman's left. She repeated the process with their ankles. The three couples then awkwardly followed Kelly into the main dungeon.

Michael was waiting at one side, but none of the other members were there. Kelly led the pledges over toward Michael. When they arrived, all of them except Ashley and Rick were bound spread to the wall. Ashley and Rick were separated and led to two heavily padded benches. These benches resembled miniature picnic tables. They were about three feet high and the table part was only about sixteen inches wide and two feet long. The "picnic benches" on either side were about eighteen inches high, six inches wide, and the same length as the table. However, instead of being placed directly beside the table part as an ordinary picnic table would be, they were offset so that they stuck out past one end of the table part so there was only about six inches of overlap. Both the table and bench parts were fastened together to form one solid bench. Laura was still trying to guess exactly what these were for when Michael and Kelly led Ashley and Rick to them. The two were instructed to kneel on the benches and lean forward onto the table. This placed their shoulders and the top of their chests on the padded table and left their abdomens and hips unsupported with their legs spread wide. Their ankles were quickly fastened to the benches and their arms were pulled forward and down and fastened to rings at the bottom far end of the table part. This left their genitals and asses fully exposed.

Michael and Kelly removed the plugs from their rectums and, for the first time, Laura noticed the two tall stands as they moved them forward beside the two bound pledges. Each stand was about six feet high and from it hung a large container of liquid. Attached to each container was a rubber tube which ended in a bulbous plastic head about three fourths of an inch in diameter. They were going to be given an enema!

Michael lubed both the nozzle and Ashley's hole while Kelly did the same to Rick. After a little playing both nozzles were pushed home. Kelly and Michael then picked up two chained sets of clamps and attached them to each pledge's nipples. Small weights were added. Kelly then said, "We going to get you cleaned out in a minute. This is just plain water, warm but not really hot - this time. We've set this to flow slowly. We want to find out how much you can handle without too much pain, so when it gets to be too much tell us and we'll stop. We may stop a couple of times anyway and then restart so you can get used to it. We may also 'encourage' you a little." As she said this she removed the cat from her belt and swung it several times through the air. "We want you to take as much as possible but will stop when you decide."

With that they opened the valves and Laura could see the expressions change as the water began to flow into the two bound victims. Somehow watching an enema seemed even more intimate than watching sex but at the same time Laura found it really exciting and found herself clamping down on the plug still embedded in her bottom. Then she suddenly realized that she would soon be taking Ashley's place and getting her own bottom filled.

The water was flowing slowly and it took several minutes until the two called a halt. When the pledge called enough, the water was shut off and a couple of minutes allowed for things to settle. Kelly and Michael then asked if they thought they could take any more and the valve was again opened for a little. Soon both had reached their limit. The containers were marked and Laura could tell that each had taken between two and three liters. After the last halt the victims were freed and allowed to go into the bathroom located next to where they were and told to come back when they were cleaned up.

Laura and James were next. Laura hadn't had an enema for a long time and was totally unprepared for the intense feeling as the warm water started to fill her. The clamps and the occasional swish of the cat against her skin only served to turn her on more and her breathing became shallow and rapid. Finally she could take no more and Kelly said, "2.7 liters. OK, you can go clean up," and released Laura from her bonds. The clamps were still attached, however, and the weights swinging back and forth as Laura made for the bathroom only served to raise her to a higher level.

By the time Laura returned, Carol Anne and Paul were strapped in place with the nozzles embedded deeply in their bottoms. Laura watched in fascination as the water began to flow into the two. Having just been in their places it was easy for her to note the small signs of building excitement in both of them. The contrast between Carol Anne's small frame and Paul's much larger size showed in the maximum the pledges could handle. Carol Anne had to call a halt after just over two liters even though it was obvious that she found the whole thing a real turnon. Paul, with his larger body, was able to hold out until just over three liters.

Kelly had recorded all their limits in a notebook and now spoke quietly to Michael so that the pledges couldn't hear what she said. Michael nodded and took the notebook and put it aside. Kelly turned to the pledges and said, "This will be your first full pledge training weekend. Tomorrow morning we'll begin some of the actual training, but tonight the members will be using you for their pleasure. So prepare yourselves for an evening of sex and torture."

With this the pledges looked around nervously but Laura noticed she was becoming more wet by the second. And from the looks of the men's erections they also found the prospect exciting.

Michael and Kelly proceeded to connect each pledge's cuffs together behind his or her back.. A leather collar with small metal rings attached was fitted around each neck and buckled in place. Finally blindfolds were added. Laura felt a leash being attached to her collar and from what she could hear guessed the others were also being given the same. The pledges were then led to different points along the walls of the room and had their collars attached to rings set in the walls. Laura heard someone leave the room, but couldn't tell who. In her hyper sensitive state, time seemed to go on forever to Laura, but in reality she guessed that probably only about five minutes passed before she heard a number of people entering the dungeon.

Suddenly Laura felt two sets of hands - male she thought - on her arms. Her collar was unfastened and she was guided a few feet and then pulled to a stop. Her feet were spread at least three feet apart and the ankle cuffs fastened to something. A hand pushed gently between her shoulders, forcing her to bend forward. Some kind of smooth bar met her just below her waist and the hand forced her on down over it until her upper body was parallel to the floor. Suddenly something was attached to her wrist cuffs where they were joined behind her back. She felt a steady tug as her arms were pulled higher forcing her into an even more bent position.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 04



Hands stroked her ass and others played with her breasts. A couple of fingers slid down her crack and across her pussy lips and down the inside of her thighs. The hands at her breasts rolled her nipples and pulled gently at them They then moved over her bare shoulders and softly stroked her cheeks. A voice spoke, "Open your mouth, Wench." Laura complied and felt the head of a cock cross her lips.

Without being told Laura began to lick and run her tongue around and around as well as up and down the shaft. She was rewarded by a thickening of the member and a slight thrusting of its owner's hips. Suddenly she felt something else - another cock! - push against her pussy from behind. Laura was startled and started to open her mouth and say something but the cock at her face took the opportunity to force itself deeper into her mouth.

The two now began to thrust in and out in a coordinated rhythm. Laura had never really thought seriously about having two men at once before, even when she thought about group sex at the club. She found that the reality was better than she probably could have imagined and concentrated on both of her welcome invaders. The two men worked her closer and closer to the edge and then both came in her almost together. That set off her own orgasm and she clamped down with her pussy while sucking the last drop from the member in her mouth. As she began to clam down she became aware of the sounds of sex from elsewhere in the room intermingled with occasional slaps of leather on flesh.

As the men stepped back, one of them said, "Well, well, you certainly seemed to enjoy that. Now let's see if this is a little less to your liking." With that Laura felt the sharp sting of a crop landing across both of her nether cheeks. This was quickly followed by several more. As the third blow landed on her ass, another sharp pain exploded across her tits. Laura cried out as she realized someone was using a leather strap of some kind to lash her breasts. The next blow landed directly on her right nipple causing her to give a sharp scream. For the next several minutes her body was struck by one line of fire after another. Then suddenly the beating stopped. 

A finger invaded her pussy and was quickly followed by a second. Fingers squeezed her nipples and rolled them around. One of the fingers in her pussy moved back to her asshole and worked its way inside. Within a minute Laura was going over the top again into an even greater climax than before. As she began to clam down one of the men gave her a slap - or maybe just a pat - on her ass and then she heard them walking away.

As Laura came back to reality she realized she had just been fucked and then whipped by two different men and she had no idea who they were! She wondered what would be coming next.

She didn't have long to wait to find out. In less than a minute she heard someone else approaching. Once again hands slid over her body. Across her breasts, pausing to roll and tug at her nipples. Across her ass where she could still feel the lines left by the crop. The hands felt different than before: softer, smoother. A woman's hands? In spite of herself Laura was becoming excited again. Fingers again invaded her, probed her, and stroked her clit and up and down her slit. Suddenly they were removed and Laura felt something come to the entrance of her pussy to take their place. A steady pressure was exerted and Laura felt something very much like another cock slide into her. But this cock was a little different. It seemed to be made of plastic, for one thing. But as it slid all the way in, Laura felt bare flesh against her buttocks and thighs. Soft, feminine flesh. She realized that one of the women was using a strap on dildo on her. As the plastic cock began to thrust its way in and back out of her, Laura's excitement grew once more and she started to build towards another fantastic climax. As she started to come again, Laura heard similar cries from the owner of the plastic cock now plowing its way in her. Afterward Laura realized that she had now been fucked by three strangers: the two men and a woman. And once again she had no idea who.

With a sharp slap on her ass, the other woman walked away. Laura hung in her bonds. The pull on her shoulders became an ache which she could do nothing to relieve. The bar prevented her bending any further and, anyway, the strain on the backs of her legs was already near what she could stand. For several more minutes Laura listened to the sounds throughout the room as a variety of things were being done to the other pledges. Finally someone came over and she felt the knot of the blindfold being loosened. As she regained her sight, Laura could see part of the dungeon. A little way in front of her she saw Paul, tied on his back to a narrow padded bench about eighteen inches high. There were two clamps - ones with serrated edges which must have been painful - attached to his nipples and Barb was using her left hand to hold a cord attached to each as she rode his hard cock with wild abandon. As she pulled the cords with her left hand, her right applied a riding crop to Paul's exposed body. Off to the right Carol Anne hung upside down by her spread ankles while Brad and a female member lashed her with a pair of cats. Farther off she could see Ashley and James hanging by their wrists. They appeared to be strapped together at the waist and Laura guessed James would have his cock buried deeply in Ashley's pussy. She could see the ends of two long dildos protruding from their rectums. Four members were taking turns whipping them with cats and straps.

Laura was released from the bench and her hands fastened behind her. She was then taken over to where John was lying face up on one of the narrow benches. His hard cock was pointing straight up and Laura felt a flood between her legs as the desire to mount him overwhelmed her. She was placed with her legs on either side of John's and her hands refastened above her head. Once they were secured a motor was turned on and Laura felt herself being pulled up by the wrists. Soon her feet were completely off the ground and her shoulders took the entire strain. Someone then used ropes to tie her ankles up so that she was bent at the knees. The motor was then used to slowly lower her over John's waiting member. She kept descending until her weight rested on John's hips and she was deeply impaled on him. Someone then threw a switch and she began to rise, but only about six inches. Her assent stopped and she was dropped back onto his cock. The cycle immediately began to repeat: lift, halt, drop. Lift, halt, drop. She had become part of a sex machine!

After a couple of minutes of this John gave a groan and came, spurting his load deep within her. But the cycle didn't stop. John slid out from under her and another member, David, took his place. The rise and fall repeated again and again and then something new was added. Two members began to lash her with multistrand cats. Stripes of pain appeared across her ass, across her breasts, and over other exposed parts of her body. Soon David was shooting his load into her also. He slid out and was replaced by Tom. To say Laura was wet and ready was an understatement. Despite the strain on her shoulders and arms, and despite the hard fall against each man's crotch, and despite the pain from the stinging lashes she found herself coming again and again. Finally as Tom climaxed, the motor was turned off and her ankles released. She was then lowered and her hands once again bound behind her.

For the next several hours the pledges were used and abused by the members in a variety of different ways. Laura lost count of the number of climaxes she experienced. But this couldn't go on forever. As it got later the pace slowed, if for no other reason, members and pledges alike were beginning to wear down a little. Finally as most everyone seemed to be stopped for a minute, Tom called for attention. "I think we probably should let these pledges get some rest soon. After all tomorrow will be a long day for them." This comment was met by laughs from a number of the members. "But before we quit Barb and I thought you might like to watch a pledge race."

Most of the members cheered at this and Laura wondered exactly what kind of race they had in mind. Tom went on, "for you pledges, we're talking about a somewhat unusual type of race - an enema race. Which shall it be tonight, Barb, the men or the women?"

Barb answered, "Let's let chance decide. Heads the men and tails the women." With that she flipped a half dollar into the air, letting it fall to the floor. Tom went over and looked at the coin. "Heads," called Tom. "let's get it set up."

Laura, Ashley, and Carol Anne were taken over to one corner of the room where there was a low frame with a vinyl covered mattress somewhat wider than a king size. It was actually more like an exercise mat. The three girls were placed side by side on their backs and their hands and feet were spread wide, stretched and attached to the frame at the top and bottom. "What in the world are they setting up?" Laura wondered.

The three men were brought over and lined up at the feet of the women, facing them. James, Rich and Paul each had their wrist cuffs connected in front of them. Three of the women came over to them, each carrying what looked to be a very long, thick nozzle. The pledges were bent forward and the women proceed to lub their rectums, taking time to finger them and play with their balls. They then began to push the large nozzles inside. It was obvious that these were not going to go in easily and a fair amount of force and twisting was required. Once inserted each girl began to squeeze a small rubber bulb attached to the nozzles. A startled expression appeared on each of the men's faces.

"In case you are wondering, these are double Bardex nozzles," Tom said. "That means that there is an inflatable ring both inside and out which will seal the tube in until the air pressure is released. Otherwise no amount of trying will dislodge them. Now the rules are simple. We have set up the valves so that the flow rates will be different. In fact they are set so that each of the three of you will reach your measured maximum at the same time. However the containers contain 25% more than that maximum. The one who can take the most without calling 'enough' wins. The losers will have large plugs left in overnight and will be severely bound. The winner will be only loosely bound tonight and will receive certain other rewards. Now to make it interesting we're going to give you something to do while you're filling. By the way, it isn't water but a thicker, more viscous fluid. You will find it is also quite warm - almost too hot. Back to what you'll be doing. These young ladies here have 'volunteered' to help you forget by fucking you silly." Volunteering was news to Laura, but she didn't object. And finally a few of us will cheer you on with a cat. OK, let's get them started."

With that several members helped the three men to mount the girls. As James' long cock slid into Laura she pushed forward against him. She couldn't believe she still was horny after all that had already gone on. The mens' ankles were attached to the women's and their hands stretched above their heads loosely enough so they could support themselves on their knees and elbows. Hoses were attached and the air released and then, at a signal from Tom, all three valves were opened. Laura felt James surge against her as the hot, thick liquid began to flow into him. As he began to move in and out of her, her excitement began to mount again. Then suddenly he jerked hard into her as she heard the slap of leather on flesh. Every few seconds the cat would slam into his exposed ass and occasionally the tails would wrap on around Laura's thighs causing her a sharp pain. Laura could actually feel James' stomach enlarge as he filled. She also thought she could feel the hot liquid warming his skin from the inside. Soon his movements became erratic and she could tell that taking any more was a real strain. The cats began to rise and fall a little faster and all three of the men were making sharp sounds of distress. Finally Rick could take no more and called 'enough'. The flow was stopped, but he was left where he was atop Carol Anne. It was now a personal contest between Paul and James. Neither wanted to admit defeat and struggled to hold on. Barb suddenly told the two girls, "The one of you who makes her man come first will be rewarded and the other punished. Go to it."

Laura and Ashley turned their heads toward each other and a look seemed to pass between them that said, "Bet I can do it first." While not a lot seemed to change, small movements of their hips indicated they were using internal muscles to spur on Paul and James. Both had already taken more liquid than earlier and even though both had come several times that night already, they were both still nearing the point of no return. Finally Ashley's daily hours of exercise paid off and pushed Paul over the top. As he came the spasm of muscles caused him to also call 'enough." The flow was stopped but Laura was not ready to quit yet and within seconds pushed James over the edge also. For the next several minutes the six were left as they were while the men twisted to the strain and cramps of the enemas. The nozzles kept everything inside so there was really nothing they could do except take it. Finally they were released and allowed to go relieve themselves.

The pledges were then taken upstairs and allowed to shower. All were taken into one of the top floor rooms where Paul and Rick had large butt plugs inserted as the others watched. Laura was then made to bend over and another large plug was pushed inside her. In addition a pair of Ben Wa balls were inserted in front. The three of them were then tied to their beds with very little slack. As a final touch Kelly added two clothes pins to Laura's nipples. Carol Anne was tied to her bed somewhat looser, but still restrained. Then Ashley and Paul were each tied face up for the night, but were allowed quite a bit of slack. Not enough to enable them to play with themselves, but enough to be more comfortable. Kelly then said, "Now for the rewards we promised James and Ashley." She went to each of them and whispered something in their ear. She then turned off the lights, leaving on only a single small bulb so that there was just enough light to see. She and John then went to the double bed at one side and for the next twenty minutes the pledges were frustrated by the sounds of their play.

About a half hour after things quieted down, Laura heard a sound and saw two people enter the room. With the low light she couldn't tell who they were, but there was one man and one woman. Both looked to be nude. The two figures made their way to James and Ashley. Then for what seemed to a frustrated Laura as an awfully long time, there were sounds of licking and sucking from between the legs of the two bound pledges mingled with cries of pleasure. One came over to Laura and, as she removed the clothes pins, Laura saw that it was Barb. Then the two left as quietly as they had come. Twice more during the night two more people entered and the scene replayed itself. Reward, indeed! Laura and the other three now had a definite incentive to win any 'contests' which might be offered. Finally everything was quiet and sleep overtook them all. When Laura opened her eyes again, according to the clock on the wall, it was 7:30. 



The Adventurers' Club Pt. 05



Chapter 8

Laura started to stretch but was pulled up short by her bonds. She also became aware of the strain on her rectum from the large plug and the feeling of the balls inside her. This was followed by an awareness of her sore nipples and the tenderness left by the various lashes, straps, and paddles. She should be miserable, she thought, but actually she felt great! The fact that many of the various pains would be inflicted again before the day was over only excited her. "I can't believe how much I've changed," she thought to herself.

She lay for maybe fifteen minutes trying unsuccessfully to squirm around enough to let the balls rub together and get her off. Finally Kelly and Michael rose and went around releasing the pledges. "Go hit the showers and then come back here and we'll go downstairs and get some food," Kelly said. "Then we'll go start your classroom training. Those of you who have some of our toys, clean them up and bring them back here. You have fifteen minutes, so get going."

All of the pledges made for the shower room. As she started to dash, Laura felt the presence of her hidden intruders and noticed that Rick and Paul seemed to be moving a little slowly too. By now none of the pledges was in the least self conscious about being nude or even sharing a bathroom with the others. But when Laura realized she would have to remove the toys from her pussy and ass with the others present she felt a flush move towards her face. At least, she thought, she could go inside a stall to remove them. But as she was entering the stall, James slapped her on the ass and said loudly enough for everyone to hear, "Better hurry and get those out. We don't want to be late for breakfast."

Laura turned bright red and quickly ducked into the stall, but she was sure some of the others had noticed. "Just wait, James," she thought. "Just wait. Sometime I'll have a chance to get even."

When the pledges returned to the bedroom, Kelly and Michael were dressed in shorts and t-shirts and were holding a stack of the short robes. They gave one to each pledge and told them to put them on as they went down to the dining area. This week breakfast was not laid out, but everyone went into the kitchen and found what they wanted. Not surprisingly everyone seemed hungry but, realizing there might be a lot of physical activity, no one stuffed themselves.

After breakfast, The pledges were led down to the basement once more. At the bottom of the stairs they removed and hung up their robes without being reminded. Kelly and Michael then each took three pledges into two small rooms, separating them by gender. Kelly said, "OK, girls, we're going to spend Saturday mornings during your pledgeship with some classroom instruction. But I think you'll find it a lot more interesting than most of your classes. To begin, Michael and I will be talking to the men and women separately, but later we'll bring you back together. You're going to be learning a number of things: some more about the club, its history and activities and a lot about what you're really interested in. This will include a lot of information on good sex - special techniques and fun things to do. For example, I'm sure you all think you know how to give good head, but when you're done you will always be able to make it not just good, but fantastically great! But we'll probably spend most of the time learning about BDSM stuff. I know most of you haven't done much of this before at all. By the time you become members you will have more knowledge and experience than most forty year old BDSM players. So far you've only had things done to you, but you also need to know how to do things to others. In other words, how to top as well as how to be the bottom. Both because we want to be sure that everyone knows the safe way to do things and also because we want you to know how to do things in a way that will bring the most excitement, we'll spend a lot of time learning how to do them. For example, there are right and wrong ways to whip someone's ass. Some can be really dangerous, some just hurt while others can do incredible things to the skin. You'll also get a chance to practice some of the techniques. Now why don't you be seated."

Laura noticed that there were three - call them chairs - lined up across the room. They looked a lot like straight backed wooden chairs except that they were a little high and the seats were fairly narrow. And near the front of the seat was some kind of short protrusion. Not really a dildo, but long enough, Laura realized, that when she straddled the seat it would probably push at least close to her clit. The three of them took their places and as she settled down, Laura found she was right. The narrow seat spread her thighs and the rubber like nub pressed up the front of her slit. She had to fight the urge to wriggle against it.

Kelly had changed into the short leather kilt and the soft leather, form fitting bra top. She went to the front and faced the pledges. "I want you to get as much as possible out of this, so don't be afraid to ask questions. We're not trying to humiliate or scare you. This isn't like a typical Greek pledging. You may still get demerits for things, but not because you ask questions. So don't hesitate if you don't understand something or want to know more."

"I thought we'd start off with something simple, like the paddle. You might be wondering just how much can there be to a paddle? Actually quite a bit. For one thing you can make a paddle out of almost anything, but some things are a lot better or worse than others. We've got to remember that what we, here, want is a paddle that will hurt and sting, but one that won't do any real damage. We wouldn't want to make one out of steel, for example. It would be too heavy and could do some serious damage. A heavy metal paddle can bruise deeply, break skin, and even break bones. However, we also wouldn't want one made out of cardboard. True, it wouldn't do any damage, but it also wouldn't hurt enough to be any kind of a turn on. Generally, we have two types of paddles: wood and leather. Leather paddles are a lot like straps, but usually quite a bit thicker and stiffer. A typical leather paddle might be a quarter inch thick and three or four inches wide. It will be stiff but can flex. Sometimes one will be made with a very thin piece of metal well down in the center - especially in the handle part - to give it a little added stiffness. We have a variety of types of wood paddles, ranging from about two inches wide to six inches. Most are made of plain hardwood about a half inch thick and well sealed with varnish. Some are like ping pong paddles and coated with rough rubber. Sandpaper covered paddles usually do too much damage to the surface of the skin, so we stay clear of them. Most common is the "frat" paddle, plain wood, about three inches wide and sixteen or eighteen inches long. Some are drilled with numerous small holes."

Kelly held up one of the plain, solid frat paddles. "How a paddle is used is very important. Here a paddle is used only on the buttocks. And never swung with both hands. The purpose is to sting, not bruise or damage the skin. Still, how it is swung can make a big difference to what the victim feels. The angle, for instance, is pretty important. Ashley, come up here so I can demonstrate."

With some hesitation, Ashley got up and went up front with Kelly. Kelly turned her so she was sideways to the other two. "OK, spread your feet about a foot and a half or so and bend over and grab your ankles." This, of course, made her taut ass stick out and put a strain on the back of her legs. "Just stay in position now." Kelly held the paddle across Ashley's ass cheeks parallel to the ground. "See how all the flat area touches her at once? If I swing and strike her like this the force is spread across the entire area." With this she raised the paddle and brought it down with moderate force making a loud whap! as it contacted her skin. Ashley sucked in her breath but did not cry out. "She felt it of course, but there is a better way. If I bring the paddle down at just a slight angle and use my wrist to rotate it just before it strikes the skin two things happen. First, the paddle still contacts the entire area and lands flat so we don't have to worry about doing any damage with the edge. And secondly, because I'm rotating the paddle so the lower edge catches up just before striking, this edge is traveling at a higher speed. This makes a sharper sting without actually putting any extra force into the blow. I'll show you." With this she lifted the paddle and twice brought it slowly down showing the pledges how to rotate it and end at the correct angle at the moment of contact. She then raised it and brought it down at about the same speed she had for the first blow. The slap as it struck sounded different, but was almost drowned out by Ashley's squeal. "Now, Ashley, did that feel different?"

Ashley had risen up on her toes but had still managed to keep her hands on her ankles. As she came back down, she said, "I'll say! I definitely felt the second a lot more."

"OK," Kelly said. "You can go back to your seat now." Ashley rose and returned to her chair. Laura thought she sat down a little gingerly, but seemed to wiggle around the rubber protrusion a little more than necessary.

Kelly went on. "It also makes a difference how the victim is positioned. A good over the knee spanking with either a hand or paddle is fun and can allow a lot of feeling around, but it usually isn't quite as painful as other positions. For one thing it's a bad angle to try to swing a paddle and for another usually the victim's ass isn't as tensed up. Tensing the muscles can increase the pain. The victim may be tied to a bed and even have some pillows or such used to raise his or her hips. This increases the tension and with the victim bound keeps him from moving around too much. Care must be taken not to use too much force as you are usually swinging down from above the victim. The best way, however, is to have the victim bound over a bar with ass presented. This is pretty much the same as grabbing the ankles, but binding can make it more exciting and keep the victim from pulling up after a swat. Carol Anne, why don't you come up here."

Even though they all knew what was coming, Carol Anne seemed almost eager to reach the front. Kelly had her move a frame out from the wall and place it in front of the other two pledges. This was pretty much like the whipping frames they had been previously bound to, but after Kelly arranged her over the bar and fastened her ankles about a foot and a half apart, she pulled her hands down to fasten them near her ankles instead of straight out in front of her. "Now observe. Her feet are pointed straight front to back." She held the paddle up across her cheeks as she had done with Ashley. "Notice that the paddle touches only the top of the rounded part of her cheeks." She swung the paddle hard against Carol Anne's bottom causing a gasp from the girl. "Now let's change her position a little."

With that Kelly bent over and added what looked like two 2x8 boards just inside of Carol Anne's feet. The two attached to the frame like an inverted "V" with the point forward and the two arms toward her heels. This had the effect of forcing Carol Anne to turn her toes in at about a forty-five degree angle. Kelly went on, "Look how this position forces the ass cheeks apart. It is impossible to clinch them together with the toes pointed in like this. When I bring the paddle against them it contacts more skin as well as skin that is a little more sensitive because it is normally protected from touch. This position also opens her up and allows something like this." As she said this she moved her right hand with fingers folded back but the middle knuckle protruding and goosed Carol Anne deeply on her anus. A squeal erupted, but the pledges noticed that although she tried she could not bring her cheeks together to protect herself. Kelly raised the paddle and swung at the girl's spread ass. This resulted in a sharp cry. Kelly then released her and asked, "Did you feel that one more?"

Carol Anne nodded strongly as she rubbed her bottom. Kelly motioned for her to return to her seat. "I wonder what she has saved for me," Laura thought.

She didn't have long to wait to find out. Kelly went on, "Now look at the difference between these two." She held up the paddle she had been using and a second which appeared to be about the same size and thickness. However the second had a pattern of holes, each about a half inch in diameter, drilled through the face of the paddle. There looked to be about three dozen total. Kelly pointed to the holes. "These lower the air resistance of the paddle as you swing it. It's not so important that it makes it easier to swing, but it does make a big difference when it strikes because now there is no cushion of air between the surface and the skin when it strikes. Also the circumference of each holes adds another edge which will be felt separately. Also notice the edges of each hole are sanded and varnished. We don't want to cut the skin or have any splinters. By the way, we call this the 'Swiss' paddle, not that it has anything to do with Switzerland, but because it looks like Swiss cheese - which was actually invented in Wisconsin. Laura, your turn. Come up here and we'll see if you can tell the difference."

With both apprehension and excitement, Laura got up and went to the front. Kelly pointed to the frame and Laura took the same position as had Carol Anne. Kelly bent her over the padded bar and fastened her hands and feet. The two boards were used to see that her toes were pointed in. When she was bound in position Kelly came over beside her. She let her hand skim across Laura's backside and trailed a finger tip up her crack to her anus. Laura tried to clinch her cheeks, but found that Kelly had been right. There was no way to block the intruding finger. Kelly stepped back. "We'll try two. The first with the solid paddle struck flat and with no twist.." With this she swung the instrument against Laura's tensed bottom. Even though she was expecting it, the sting caused Laura to suck in her breath, but she was able to keep from crying out.

"Now we'll use the ventilated paddle and strike with a twist." This time the instrument descended with a different sound and definitely had a different feel when striking. Laura felt what seemed to be a whole series of hot stings spread all across her ass. She was sure she could feel each individual hole in the paddle and this time could not help crying out.

As Kelly released her, Laura said, without being asked, "A definite difference. The first really stung, but the second hurt like hell. I don't know how many of those I could take."

As Laura sat back down again, Kelly said, "That brings up an important point. You can't give the same number of blows with all paddles in all positions. Besides the safe words - which always mean stop immediately - the best way to determine when the victim has had enough is by watching the reaction. Not only how the victim seems to be taking the blows, but also by how red the skin gets. Red is OK, but we don't want anyone bruised or purple. Now I want to give all of you a chance to practice a little. So each of you can try three strokes with each of the paddles - on each other."

So beginning with Ashley, each of the three was bound over the spanking frame while, under Kelly's scrutiny, each of the other two delivered the six strokes. By the time they were finished each pledges had tears on her cheeks, but each was also wet and, as they again seated themselves, there was a lot of unnecessary rubbing against the rubber knobs.

Kelly continued, "Soon we'll look a little closer at straps and whips." This was met with half serious groans from the three pledges, but Kelly went on. "However, I'm not sure that right now your bottoms are up to it. So for the rest of this morning we'll give them a bit of a rest. Right now I think I'll show you a video. This is a very 'educational' video that was made here in the club and contains advice garnered from both men and women. We call it 'A Taste of Love.' You'll never guess what it's about." With this Kelly rolled forward a TV-VCR combination to a spot in front of the girls where all could see it. "It runs about twenty-five minutes. I suggest you watch it all the way through and then we can go back and look at sections again when we discuss your questions. Oh, just to make it interesting...." She held up three pairs of handcuffs and proceeded to cuff each girl's hands behind her back. Then she turned down the lights and started the tape.

It was obvious from the start that this was an amateur tape, but it was a well filmed amateur tape. Lighting and focus were very good and everything was sharp and clear. If it jumped between scenes instead of dissolving or fading, so what. There were also several narrators, but they didn't recognize any of the voices. And although the pictures were very clear, no complete faces appeared in enough detail to be recognizable. As the pledges had guessed from the title, the tape showed detailed techniques for fellatio. A variety of tongues licking, curling about, and poking into the tips of a variety of penises. There were a couple of examples of deep throating, but mostly the tape seemed to concentrate more on tongue technique. Needless to say the images and detailed vocal descriptions did a lot to excite the three pledges. With their hands bound behind them, about all they could do was rock back and forth against the rubber protrusions on their chairs.

Finally the tape ended and Kelly asked for questions. Carol Anne asked, "Are we all expected to deep throat?"

Kelly answered, "Definitely not unless you want to. Some women find this a very easy technique to master while others never can. And even if they can, not everyone enjoys it. Remember, we're all here for the fun of it, so you never have to do anything you don't want to." Kelly reran that section of the tape while commenting, "Notice that the entire thing depends upon suppressing the gag reflex. In some people this is just too strong a reflex to ignore. It also depends on the physical size and shape of your anatomy. If your throat is small, there's no way that deep throating can be enjoyable even if it's possible."

There were several other questions and several times they reviewed sections of the tape to see and discuss various details. Finally, when there were no more questions, Kelly said. "There's another short tape. Before I start it, I want to remind you again that you are never expected to do anything you're not comfortable with. This tape has only women. As we explained before, no one is expected to do anything homosexual unless they want. I can't remember that we've ever had any of the men who participated in any gay stuff, and while most of the women seem to enjoy playing with other women, we do have a few members who are completely straight. If anyone suggests to you something you don't want to do or if you suggest to someone else something they turn down, don't worry. No one will be offended. After a while you'll know which girls like it and which don't, so don't be afraid to ask. No one will hold it against you. Likewise, if any of you object to watching such action, feel free to say so. No one will think you're a prude and no one will hold it against you. So before I start the tape I'm going to ask each of you your feeling about it. OK?"

All three pledges sort of looked at each other and then shrugged. Kelly first asked Laura how she felt. Laura said, "I'd never really thought about sex with another woman before the last few weeks, but I have to admit that I am intrigued. I've never really tried it but Ashley and I were actually discussing it this week and I said I thought I might like it even though I know I'm not gay. I like men too much."




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 05



Ashley spoke up. "That's right. I feel pretty much the same as Laura. Once or twice before I felt a little tempted to try it with another girl, but never had the nerve to go through with it. But the idea is exciting."

Everyone looked over at Carol Anne to hear what she had to say. She seemed to be blushing a little and then finally shrugged and said, "Well, I have tried it. I'm definitely not gay but a few times I have made it with another girl and, yes, I did really enjoy it. Maybe it's just true what they say about a woman knowing best how to please a woman." Then she grinned and added, "But if it came to a choice, I'm definitely not giving up men!"

Everyone sort of laughed and Kelly said, "I think that goes for all of us. And I mean all the women in the club. As I said, most of us - but not all - enjoy the variety but none of us are really gay. Another thing to be said for it: it really turns on the men to see two women together." She then started the second tape. Much like the first, this tape showed a variety of women in closeup and described several techniques. When it was over, the three all had questions and comments and everyone spent the next ten minutes or so discussing the topic.

When the questions had run down, Kelly said, "Now to get back to the original topic. To put it bluntly, to really learn how to suck a guy off. I'm going to give you a chance to practice what you've seen but, before you get too many hopes up, you're going to practice on these." She held up several dildos, each finished in astonishing detail. She slid their chairs around a little so each girl could see the other two. Kelly had to do most of the positioning because the pledges still had their hands cuffed behind their backs. She then went from one to the next letting them demonstrate the techniques they had acquired. As each girl demonstrated, Kelly, and the other two pledges, called comments and encouragement. By the time she had made the rounds of the pledges three times all the women were becoming more confident in their new techniques. Kelly told them, "That will probably do for this morning. Sometime we'll bring in some guys for you to practice on. And, in case you haven't thought about it yet, sometime we'll take you three in for the guys to practice on."

"In just a minute we'll go upstairs and get some lunch, but first to be sure you keep interested........" With this she held up three pairs of the Ben Waha balls. "Each of you take a pair and put it in one of the others."

The girls looked around a little in surprise until at last Carol Anne shrugged and lay down on one the thick floor mats which were piled near the wall. She spread her legs and said, "OK, who wants to help me."

Before she really thought about what she was doing, Laura went to her and knelt between her legs. She found Carol Anne already wet when she inserted her finger. Laura played with the young woman's pussy for a couple of minutes, noticing how it appeared to excite her. At last she pushed the balls deeply inside and sat back. Carol Anne rolled over and got up. Laura immediately took her place, lying back with her legs spread, and looked at Ashley. Ashley didn't hesitate and soon was running her own finger in and out of Laura. Laura found she liked it and became even more sure she would enjoy Ashley's tongue in its place. After Ashley inserted the balls, Laura stepped away and Carol Anne put Ashley's pair in place.

Kelly led the girls back upstairs, stopping to let them don the robes first. Kelly kept on her kilt and bra, but added a robe over the top. Upstairs, the pledges found a large pot of soup simmering in the kitchen along with a pile of sandwich ingredients. A number of the other members were also in the dining room and they could see the male pledges in another corner. After lunch and a quick stop at the bathroom, Kelly led them back downstairs where they returned to the same room.

The first order of business was nipple clamps. The pledges were again seated in their chairs and had their hands cuffed behind their backs once more. Kelly showed them several types of clamps and again demonstrated how each was applied. They were also shown that the clamps hurt most when first applied and when later released and the blood once more flowed into the clamped area. There were a dozen different types from plain wooden clothes pins to complicated ones with adjustable tension and both with and without serrated jaws. Some of the metal clamps had plastic or rubber covers and others were plain metal. The pledges were shown how to harden the nipples first and how, if reapplying after a brief removal, the clamps could be placed at a different angle, often catching the end of the nipple against the flat of a clamp. She also demonstrated the effects of hanging weights on the clamps.

Kelly let the girls practice putting some of the clamps on each other and even took off her own bra to let them attach some to her own tits. Some of the clamp pairs were connected by short metal chains. Kelly also showed them a set of three clamps, connected in a "Y" with three chains. "Anyone care to guess how this is used?" she asked.

Ashley asked tentatively, "Is that a clit clamp?"

"Right the first time," said Kelly. "Now who wants to help demonstrate it?"

For a second, no one moved or spoke. Each of them was considering the pain such a clamp must produce. Then, before giving herself a real chance to think about it, Laura said, "OK. I'd like to try."

The other two pledges seemed surprised by her response, but Kelly smiled knowingly at her and said, "Then let's get you on the table."

Laura hadn't noticed the padded, leather covered table which had been brought in and moved back against the wall during lunch. It was soon moved over near them and Laura lay on it on her back. Kelly pulled her legs wide apart and attached them to rings at the foot of the table. Actually the rings were on a bar which extended wider than the table itself so that Laura's feet ended up two and a half feet apart. Her hands were pulled over her head and attached to the head of the table. Kelly said, "Now let's get her ready, girls. See that her nipples get nice and hard along with her clit. Go ahead and use your fingers and, if you want, your tongues."

The three of them spent the next several minutes exciting Laura. They rolled her nipples between thumb and forefingers. They slid their fingers in and out of her slit and rubbed her clit itself. Finally Carol Anne and Ashley, one on each side of her, looked at each other and bent to take a nipple in each of their mouths. By this time Laura was gasping and pulling against her bonds. Kelly opened one of the clamps and let it close on Laura's right nipple. Laura immediately arched her back and let out a loud moan. The first clamp was quickly followed by a second on the left nipple. Tugging gently on the chain, Kelly stepped between Laura's open legs. Her head suddenly bent forward and she took Laura's erect clit between her lips, pulling and tugging at it. Her head pulled back as quickly as it had come and then immediately after, Kelly let the third clamp close over Laura's hard little nub. A small scream erupted from Laura's throat, but no one could tell if it was a scream of pain or pleasure. As Kelly played with the chain, pulling on the different points in various combinations, Laura began to writhe and strain against her bonds more and more. Finally she arched her back and came with a hard orgasm. When she calmed down, Kelly released her and then removed the clamps one at a time. Each time she removed a clamp, Laura let go with another loud cry. They really did hurt more when being released.

After an afternoon of this, the pledges were taken back upstairs for a light supper and then up to their room for a couple hours of sleep. About eight o'clock all six were again brought into the large dungeon where they were turned over to the club membership for another evening - as Kelly put it - of sex and torture. Much like the previous night the pledges were used and abused repeatedly until about three in the morning. They were finally taken back upstairs and tied to their beds for the night.

Sunday morning, like the previous week, everyone got up late. After the pledges were released and allowed to shower, they were taken downstairs for a brunch. They all wore the short robes and noticed that the regular members had on a variety of different clothes from similar robes to shorts and tee shirts to a couple of them who were dressed up and obviously planning to go somewhere. Conversion was light and friendly and Laura found herself thinking how different this was from what she had heard and imagined of a usual Greek pledging. Also she had yet to meet anyone here that she didn't like almost immediately.

After lunch all six pledges were taken back downstairs to one of the smaller rooms. Both Kelly and Michael were there also. The pledges were, of course, completely naked, and sat on the same chair-like seats they had used yesterday. The men's chairs - which had been brought into the room which the three the women had used - were slightly different from the women's version. Instead of the rubber protrusion each had what looked like a cluster of fine, thin, soft rubber spikes which Laura thought would probably brush their balls as they sat. Watching the men take their seats, she found she had guessed correctly. Michael began, "This morning will be a little easier physically. Instead of sex and punishment we're going to be teaching you a little more about the club."

Kelly cut in reminding them, "But before you leave today don't forget there's the matter of demerits. And we also have something special planned. so don't think we've totally forgotten that side of things."

Michael went on, "We told you about the house and our first - and largest - endowment - but the club also has some other properties. One which you will probably find very interesting is a ski resort up in the mountains next to the national forest. This is used as a small commercial ski facility for about four months a year. The rest of the time it's just used for club activities. It's only about a four hour drive from here, so we frequently have weekend games there. It's a total of about four hundred acres, all woods, trails, creeks and waterfalls except for the area around one ski hill and the lodge. Now don't get the idea that this is one of the grand facilities you may have seen elsewhere. There's only the one downhill run, but quite a few miles of cross country trails. The lodge has eight rooms, a kitchen and dining room, and a fair sized common room. There are also five small cabins. Actually there's not a lot of commercial use because it's kind of out of the way and a little hard to get to. We keep the ski facility going primarily as an excuse to maintain the place. I mean someone might wonder if we said we wanted to keep four hundred acres for a sex and torture playground." At this there was a general laugh and Michael went on. "There's really no other developed area within a couple of miles and the national forest surrounds it on three sides. We've never seen another person up there. During the off season - most of the year - the facilities are available for club activities and for use by club members. For example, if two or three or so of you want to go on a camping trip - with or without, shall we say, other activities - you can use a cabin as a base and a place to clean up afterward. Or if a few of you get the idea that you would like to string someone up and work them over with a cat in the great outdoors, this is the place. There is one outbuilding which appears to be for storage, but which is equipped as a pretty good dungeon. Anytime you want to use this place, all you have to do is say so. The one restriction is that no non-member can be taken there."

Laura and Ashley looked at each other, remembering what they had discussed about a backpacking trip and the comment that the club probably had its own forest. Amazing, how close that was!

Kelly now started talking. "That's the other major place the club owns outright, but there are a couple of other things which are provided by former members. These, of course, are subject to first call by the owners, but there's rarely a conflict. One is a good sized sail boat berthed on the gulf side of Florida. It's a forty-five footer with accommodations for eight. The owner will let us borrow it as long as he's convinced whoever wants to use it is a competent sailor. Several of us have learned to handle it and the club has had several trips with it."

"There's also a place on a small island in the Caribbean where another former member has a rustic vacation place. There's just the one house on the island - The whole island is only about a quarter by a half mile. A friend of the owner owns the rest of the island, but hasn't done anything with it in years. I also understand that this friend is into this stuff a little and wouldn't really wonder too much if he found a couple of naked captives bound to a tree being flogged - as long as he was convinced it was voluntary. The only way onto the island is by boat. There's a beautiful shallow bay with a white sand beach and it's possible to get a charter to run you over to the island and come back at a preset time to pick you up. Once again we can use this almost whenever we want by letting the owner know. We've had several trips to this island. Although we usually have to stay in tents or just out on the beach because the house isn't that big."

While the two were talking, they had been using slides to show the pledges what the places looked like. Not surprisingly the whole thing seemed hard to believe, but they were assured it really was true. Rick asked, "Just why do these guys let us use this stuff? I mean unless they all have more money than they could use why don't they rent them out when they're not using stuff themselves?"

Michael answered, "A reasonable question. There are a couple of reasons. First, I won't say these guys have more money than they can use, but none of them are hurting financially. Secondly, they are probably a little hesitant to rent them out because someone might notice the special features they've added for BDSM play. I mean some of the extra anchor bolts on the boat and a whipping post on the island might be a little hard to explain to the average weekend renter. And, thirdly, they sometimes do get something out of it. Both of these couples are former club members and are still into BDSM, but pretty much only with their spouses. Occasionally when we have a club activity there - or even here - they are invited to join in. Now let me make this clear. Just as with everything else about the club, no one is expected to join in with past members unless they want to. You're under no obligation to let them beat and fuck you - or to beat and fuck them - unless you want. But most of the members like the variety once in a while. And finally, because these are former club members they are highly independent, private types and understand those needs in others."

After a little more discussion of the various facilities, Kelly finally said, "I think it's about time we got on to the special event we have planned. So, here I've got a bowl with discs in them, numbered from one to six. I'm going to let each of you draw a disk. Remember your number." She passed the bowl around and the pledges each drew a disc. Laura looked at hers and saw a number four. She saw that Ashley had a two, but couldn't see any of the others.

Kelly collected the three discs from the girls and proceeded to let each of the men draw one. Once again they were told to remember their numbers. Kelly then collected the original three discs from the men and let each woman draw one. Laura drew a two. Finally, with everyone wondering just what this was about, Kelly told the pledges that it was time to go into the big dungeon. But before they left each pledge had wrist and ankle cuffs attached and their hands fastened behind their backs.

When they entered the large room, Laura saw that most of the members were present. All wore some clothing, but mostly just the kilts or something similar. None of the girls had on a top. The pledges were once again led to line up along one wall with the members off to their sides. Directly in from of them was one of the padded spanking benches they had used yesterday.

Michael announced, "We have brought these six pledges to demonstrate what they learned yesterday. They have each drawn two numbers, the first of which will determine the order in which they present their demonstration."

"At least," Laura thought, "I have a four. I won't have to go until I see what's happening."

Michael continued, "The second number will determine which pledge they will use to demonstrate their new found knowledge. Which of you drew number one in the first round?"

Rick stepped forward and Michael released his hands. He pointed to the bench and said, "You will bind your victim and give her six strokes with the paddles describing the important considerations for each stroke to demonstrate what you have learned. What is the number of your victim?"

Rick answered, "Four." Laura's heart skipped a beat. She was going to be in at the beginning after all, even though it didn't look like she had much control over her part.

Kelly said, "All right. Number four come forward."

Laura stepped forward and listened to Rick who sounded like he was giving a lecture, even as he placed her in position and bound her to the frame. Rick said, "First the legs should be spread and the toes pointed in. This opens up the victim and makes a more sensitive area available for the paddle." As he said this he attached Laura's ankles about three feet apart and used padded boards to angle her toes in at a forty-five degree angle. As he bent her over the bar and stretched her wrists down to rings in the frame he went on, "Stretching the victim pulls the buttocks tight which will increase the sting. With her hands pulled down instead of out in front she presents the perfect target." As he finished binding her he let his hand stroke across her taut ass and his finger slide down her crack, past her anus, on to her slit and then back up again.

Rick went on, "The choice of paddle depends on what effect you desire. For example, the smooth paddle provides more noise which can have a definite psychological benefit." Saying this, he swung the paddle using a wide swing so that it landed hard across Laura's ass cheeks. The whap! echoed throughout the room. "But the Swiss paddle provides a greater sting so I will use this for the next five." With this Rick proceeded to deliver five very hard strokes across Laura's bare bottom. Each felt like a handful of hot coals and each individual hole in the paddle made its mark.

Finally, Laura was released, with tears staining her face, and was returned to the line by the wall. Ashley had drawn number two and her victim was Rick. She bound Rick much as Laura had been and gave a similar description as she pounded his ass, turning it a bright crimson. Laura was happy to see that Rick's face was also tear stained as he was brought back into line.

When number four was called, Laura went forward but she still had no idea who her victim was. All she knew was it wasn't Rick because Ashley had had him, but it could be either of the other two men. She gave her second number as five and was pleased as James stepped forward. "Now I'll get even for that remark in the bathroom yesterday morning," she thought, and smiled as she proceeded to bind him tightly to the bench. In fact she made sure that he was not only fastened tightly, but really stretched over the bar with his legs almost at the limit of where he could spread them. As she let her hands roam over his ass she used her finger to make a couple of quick pokes at his anus and noticed that the angled boards really did make it impossible for him to protect himself there. At one point she leaned forward as if to check his wrist bonds and quietly said in his ear, "Now we'll see if you still think I'll make us late for breakfast." As she stood she managed to give his balls a hard squeeze. The look on James' face said that he recognized her reference to his smart remark yesterday and now knew he was in for a rough time.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 05



Laura described the paddles and techniques, but didn't apply any strokes with the smooth paddle or even any flat strokes with the Swiss paddle. She was saving all six. Finally she raised the ventilated paddle, brought it down in a long, fast arc and rotated it just right exactly as it struck James cheeks. This brought a small cry from the bound man. Laura smiled in satisfaction. She went on to deliver each of the next five with just as much force and almost always the right twist, but angling them slightly differently to cover a larger part of the poor young man's ass. Even though he really tried, James was unable to keep silent for any of the five and had tears covering his face with the third stroke. Still he didn't call a safe word and Laura noticed his cock was now incredibly hard and sticking straight out. Now feeling a little mollified towards James, Laura slipped in several strokes of his cock as she released him from his bonds.

When all six pledges had delivered and received their strokes with the paddles, Tom stepped forward and led a round of applause. "It appears that all have learned their lessons well. Now all that remains is to clear their demerits. So pledge master, who has the fewest this week?"

Michael read out the number and once again all were around twenty to twenty-five. Laura was not surprised that Ashley had the most - she had predicted the guys wanted an excuse to whip her gorgeous ass - but was somewhat surprised to learn it was the same number - twenty-six - as Laura herself. "Maybe my ass isn't so bad, after all," she thought.

"This time," Tom announced, "We'll do things a little differently. Prepare the pledges." With this several members moved to attach spreader bars to each pledge's arms and legs. Their wrists were then attached to ceiling chains and each of the pledges pulled up on his or her toes. The six were arranged around the dungeon in such a way that they could see each other.

When all pledges were stretched from the ceiling, Tom went on, "The first fifteen demerits will be cleared by a stroke of the cat. Since all have more than fifteen, we will deliver all strokes before proceeding. The pledges were then whipped in pairs - one man and one woman at a time. Tom delivered the lashes to Carol Anne while Barb struck Paul his fifteen times. The blows were not light and delivered on top of the paddling really hurt. Laura and James were next, followed by Ashley and Rick.

When all were finished, Tom said, "Strokes up to twenty-five will be delivered on the inside of the thighs. Please reposition the pledges." Each pledge was released and the ankle cuffs were replaced with a sturdier, well-padded pair. As Laura was just wondering what exactly these were for, she found out as chains were attached and each pledge was pulled up to hang upside down with his or her hands completely off the floor, but with the spreader bars still holding their wrists apart. In fact Laura's ankles were being pulled at least four feet apart and she realized that this completely exposed her thighs and even her pussy. The cats were then used to deliver lashes to the insides of her thighs, alternating from side to side and from just below (above?) her crotch to half way to her knees. Laura found that this area of her body was more sensitive than she would have imagined and each stroke brought a small cry or scream. Soon only she and Ashley were still receiving blows as the others had finished with their demerits.

At last the tenth stroke was delivered and, as Laura hung there, she began to wonder what they would do about the last demerit. What could they have in mind that would be worse than this, but still not do any real lasting damage? Barb and Kelly approached the two girls and one knelt by each. Speaking quietly so only the hanging pledge could hear, Barb said, "I want to tell you what we have in mind for the last demerit. I want you to know ahead of time so if you feel you can't go through with it we can change. We plan to deliver the last lash directly across your pussy. I know this sounds like it would hurt impossibly, and it does really sting, but the pain goes away quickly. We're not going to beat you hard enough to really damage. I also want you to know that we've all done it at some time, so I really do know what it feels like. I'll even say that once in a while it can be a real turnon if you're already primed enough. Now if you really don't feel you can do it we'll find something else. Otherwise one more stroke and it's over."

Laura looked over at Ashley who was getting pretty much the same comments from Kelly. Ashley looked back and their eyes locked for a second. A tiny, almost invisible, nod passed between them and Laura said, "Well I came here to try new things. If you can take it so can I."

With this Barb smiled and stood. She announced, "Since these two pledges still have one demerit to clear we have decided on one more lash, delivered directly across her pussy." Laura heard Carol Anne suck in her breath and became aware of exactly how open and helpless she was hanging there. Barb and Kelly each picked up a cat and Laura was at least a little calmed by the thought that another woman would be delivering the blow.

Kelly and Barb went behind the two pledges. They looked at each other, nodded and delivered their two blows almost together, bringing the lash down directly into the poor victim's slit with the tails wrapping across their clits. Laura and Ashley both let out a scream, leaving no doubt as to the severity of the blow. But after a second Laura realized that, as Barb had said, the pain was fading leaving her system pumped full of hormones which made her hyper conscious of every touch and sensation. Laura realized she was soaking wet and almost on the verge of coming!

The members were now all clapping and Laura saw Barb and Tom, upside down, approaching with plugs like the ones they had worn home last week. Evidently this was to be a weekly occurrence. Soon Laura felt the slippery feel of KY and a finger entering her rectum. If her feet hadn't been stretched so widely apart she would have clinched down in a desperate attempt to come. As it was the finger and soon the plug only served to excite her further.

After the plugs were all inserted, the members stripped and came to the pledges. Laura's first view was of a long, hard cock approaching at her mouth level. She was concentrating so hard on this that she was surprised when the wet mouth clamped onto her pussy and a tongue began to lick, penetrate and explore. Laura quickly opened her mouth and tried to trap the bouncing cock in front of her and finally succeeded in getting the head in her mouth. Even without her hands she was able to suck and lick the intruder until a quick spurt filled her mouth. As she started to swallow and gulp down the flood, her own orgasm hit her and her pussy muscles did their best to lock around the slippery tongue at her crotch. A few seconds later, before she even looked up to see who it was, the man left and was replaced by another. Three times she was licked and three times she came with orgasms as intense as she had ever felt. All around her she could hear the sounds of sex as each of the six pledges were pleasured repeatedly by the members.

Finally the pledges were lowered and Tom said, "Like last week , leave the plugs in until tonight and put them back in before you came back next Friday. Now go ahead and hit the showers and we'll see you next weekend." As the pledges walked out to the shower room across the hall, they were embraced - and often felt up - by the members. The pledges all returned this attention with enthusiasm.

Laura and Ashley rode home together and made arrangements to come over to the club together the next Friday. As Laura finally went to bed that night she wondered about two things: What could they possibly have planned for the next weekend and how could she possibly wait.



The Adventurers' Club Pt. 06



Chapter 9

The week seemed to drag for Laura. Even more than the previous week she found herself often thinking about sex and daydreaming about kinky fun. Once again she tried her best to honor the order not to find release with the result that she felt constantly horny. With only two weeks left before the spring break, she found she had to really try to concentrate to complete papers and study for a couple of exams. It was much more pleasant to imagine being naked and stretched over a whipping frame while some hot guy fucked her from behind.

Finally Friday afternoon arrived and this time Laura went over to Ashley's room. If anything Ashley seemed even more worked up than Laura herself and the two couldn't help beginning to talk about sex almost as soon as Laura walked in the door. "I don't know about you," Ashley said, "but I'm awfully glad it's Friday. I don't think I can last much longer."

"No kidding," Laura agreed. "To put it in simple terms, I really, really need to be soundly fucked!"

"And maybe spanked?" Ashley slyly added. "Or maybe even tied to the ceiling and whipped with a cat until your ass is bright red and you're flooding down your legs?"

"Now cut that out!" Laura cried. "You know damn well I need that and you probably also know that I'm already wet and dripping. I'll bet you feel the same way. Right?"

"OK," Ashley admitted. I think we both feel pretty much the same way. I'm not sure how we're going to last the next few hours. Especially after we put those plugs in."

"Don't remind me. But actually I guess it's a good thing you did. We should be getting them in now like they told us." Laura hesitated a couple of seconds. "Do you want to do each other like last week?"

Now it was Ashley's turn to hold her breath a second. "Yeah. I'd like that if you would. I guess we should go ahead." With that she began to remove her shirt and shorts.

Laura nodded and began to remove her own clothes. After taking off her shirt and skirt, Laura thought about leaving her panties on and just pulling them down when needed. Then she thought, "What the heck. I'm not going to soak another pair of underpants," and pulled them off completely. Ashley then got the KY for Laura and the two girls proceeded to lube and finger each other's rectums and finally to push in the tapered butt plugs until the muscles clamped around the narrow necks, leaving only the flared bases showing. This did nothing to calm the two young women and as they stood to reach for their clothes, both stopped at almost the same time. "Look," Ashley said, "we might as well stay here until it's time to leave. I know I can't go anywhere in public for dinner tonight. Why don't we just eat some of the stuff I've got around here?"

Laura quickly agreed. "Fine with me. Do you mind if I stay undressed? If I put anything back on I know it will be a mess before it's time to go. So as long as it doesn't bother you I'll just stay this way."

Ashley stopped and looked at Laura. "No, it doesn't bother me. We're going to be naked together all weekend, so what difference does it make?"

Laura nodded and the two remained almost frozen looking at each other's naked forms from only a couple of feet apart. After what seemed like ten minutes to them - but was only about ten seconds - the two young women, almost together, reached towards each other seemingly unable to control their own movements. They stepped closer and pulled themselves together. As their hot breasts mashed together a shock seemed to flow through each of them. Holding each other closely, their bodies and hips rubbing against each other, the two let their hands explore. Without ever realizing what they were doing, their mouths clamped together and within seconds each felt the other's finger penetrate her own pussy. For a half a minute the two ground their naked forms together and held an incredibly tight embrace. Then, again almost together, both pulled back. Catching her breath Ashley said, "If we don't want to blow the rules in the last couple of hours, then we'd better let go. But, Laura, don't think that's because I want to."

Almost breathlessly Laura answered, "Yeah. We almost went over the top there. And Ashley, don't think I want to stop either. You know I never even thought about anything like this a couple of months ago. And like we both discussed we're not talking about falling into a gay relationship. It's just that I'm so damn hot and horny and that incredible body of yours is turning me on. After this pledging is over, I think I'd like to try it together."

Ashley slowly nodded. "My exact thoughts. Your tits against mine felt more exciting than I would have thought possible and the thought of a sixty-nine has me practically shaking. But you know what would make it even more exciting? Sometime I'd like to make it with you while a couple of guys watched, ready to pull us away and, as they say, have their way with us. How's that sound?"

Laura squeezed her legs tightly together trying to control her thoughts. "I like it. Maybe after school is out in May we can get a couple of guys and go on that backpacking trip. It looks like the club does even have its own place for it."

"It's a date," Ashley replied. "But I have a feeling that we may find out what we're like together before them. I wouldn't be surprised if some time either this or next weekend they end up making the two of us play together."

For the next couple of hours the two were very careful not to touch each other. They knew if they got started again that they would probably not be able to stop. Still they remained nude and if two women could rape each other with their eyes, both would have been guilty.

Finally it was time to leave for the club and each girl put on a short skirt and a shirt and her shoes. The short drive to the clubhouse took only a few minutes and soon the two women were entering the building. As they had been instructed, they went directly to one of the small basement rooms, only stopping at the bottom of the stairs to once more remove their clothes.

Soon all six pledges were assembled and Kelly and Michael entered the room. Both wore the short leather kilt favored by many club members and nothing else. "Welcome back," Kelly said, smiling. I trust you have had a restful and relaxing week." She and Michael both laughed at this because it was obvious that all six pledges were highly aroused. All three of the men had straining hardons and the three women squirmed and the moisture on their legs was very evident. "First," Kelly continued, "Let me give you an idea of what's in store this weekend. Tonight is for members to, shall we say, play with you. Tomorrow we have some classroom time scheduled on a couple of topics including proper whipping, along with some practice time. Tomorrow night I'm sure the members will find something to do with you. And finally Sunday morning there'll be a couple of things - including clearing demerits - and some information on your initiation next week. For now, I think it's time we got you ready for the other members."

With this, Michael and Kelly led the pledges into the big dungeon. Each was severely bound in a different position. Laura found herself tied in an extremely taut standing spreadeagle. Her hands were wide spread with her wrist cuffs fastened to two ceiling chains which pulled them a good four to five feet apart. Her ankle cuffs were attached to floor rings at least that far apart. But the floor rings were also behind her so that her entire body was tilted forward at about a seventy degree angle. The chains had been pulled so tight that she had essentially zero freedom of movement. She could see Carol Anne bound on her back to a leather covered table, her hands fastened to the end of the table above her head. The table was just long enough so that her ass hung out in space at the end and her legs were pulled almost straight up and spread very widely. She could also see Paul - or at least his ass and legs. It looked as though he might be in the pillory with his legs spread a good five feet apart and his anus completely exposed. She could see that his balls hung down and as she watched, Kelly attached a heavy weight to them. She was so busy watching Paul get his balls stretched that she was unaware Michael was even near her until he let the first nipple clamp close down on her right tit. This was quickly followed by another and weights were added to both.

When all were secure, the other members entered and spent the next hour or so tickling, squeezing, poking, fingering, and licking the six. Laura was surprised that, although there were a few hand slaps and a couple of strokes with a strap or paddle, as far as she could tell none of them was being whipped. "I wonder if they're saving us for something," she asked herself. Mostly, however, she didn't have time for such questions. A feather applied when she couldn't even really squirm very far served to force her to strain against her bonds and nearly exhaust herself in useless laughter. There were several times when her body received sexual attention. A tongue or a finger or a cock would touch and penetrate her and drive her even farther up the wall. She lost count of the number of her orgasms.

Finally the pledges were released from the strict bondage and allowed to recover somewhat. When the clips were removed from her nipples Laura couldn't help but cry out as the blood began to flow into them. However, after a short break the pledges were once again placed back into strict bondage, but this time in different positions. Laura found herself again spreadeagled, but this time arched backwards and tied to a large curved frame like the side of a big barrel. Clips were attached to her nipples and run through pulleys on the ceiling to hanging weights. The weights had long springs, not unlike screen door springs, attaching them to the hanging cords, so that any sudden movement resulted in a bouncing action which caused incredible stimulation of her tits. The bouncing was, of course, frequently helped along by various members. Once again she was tickled repeatedly both with fingers and feathers. At one point a couple of the members - Sharon and David - brought over a metal ring stand like she had used in Chemistry class. Attached to one arm on the stand was a bundle of soft satin ribbons. There were a dozen or more ribbons each about two feet long. They placed the stand between Laura's bound legs and moved it just far enough away so that when stretched to the maximum the ribbon ends just reached her open slit and clit. They then added a small, battery powered fan to another arm on the stand and adjusted it so that it blew the ribbons directly at her. For the next half hour Laura was subjected to the constant stimulation of the ribbons tickling her most sensitive areas while David and Sharon did a variety of other things to frustrate her.

Once again the pledges were released for a short break, but after several minutes, Tom called out, "OK. One more time." The six were then grabbed and retied in yet again different positions. This time Laura was placed in the pillory. Bent forward from the waist, she had her head and arms locked into the padded wooden bar and her feet spread wide and attached to the floor. When she had first thought about a pillory, Laura had imagined it would make one feel really exposed and helpless. But no matter what she had imagined, she was still surprised by the reality. She felt that every centimeter of her body was available and inviting attention. She wasn't wrong. She had members, both male and female, constantly feeling her breasts, rolling and squeezing her nipples, sliding hands all over her, and penetrating both her pussy and anus. She was tickled in places she had never thought of as ticklish - but found really were. Again she had a few strokes with hands, paddles and straps across her ass, but nothing severe. At one point a couple of members tied cords tightly around her hanging breasts, causing them to swell and become profoundly sensitive. And of course there were a variety of nipple clamps and weights. For awhile she was blindfolded and then fucked from behind by at least three different men, each of them making her come at least twice. And there were a number of fingers exploring her rear hole. By the time the pledges were released, Laura felt her muscles would be sore for days and that she thought she probably couldn't stand up, but was surprised to find that she was still as horny as ever.

After a few minutes, Tom called for everyone's attention. Before we quit tonight there's been a call for another pledge race. This was met by cheers from the members and groans from the six pledges as they remembered last week's "pledge race." This time I believe it is the women's turn, so why don't we get everyone ready.

At this several of the female members pulled Paul, James, and Rick towards the side of the room where the large plastic covered pad waited. The three men were bound on their backs, side by side, with their hands fastened above their heads and their ankles fastened together and attached to the floor. Several of the men led the three women over and stood them at the men's feet and bound their hands in front. "Same set up and rules as last week," Tom said. "Losers get punished and the winner gets a reward."

Laura was facing Paul and Ashley, to her left, was facing James. Carol Anne was on Ashley's left looking at Rick. "All right, girls, bend forward and grab an ankle," Kelly said. Laura knew what was coming from watching the men last week. Still she had no choice and allowed Barb to bend her forward and spread her legs a couple of feet apart. Kelly, Barb, and Sharon held the three young women in the bent over position and steadied them as David, Michael, and Tom applied lube to their rear holes. Laura felt Tom's finger slide into her anus and work itself around and around spreading the slick lubricant. A minute or so of this and she began to loosen up and, when he withdrew his finger and began to push the end of the large Bardex nozzle into her, she managed to allow it in without too much pain. This was her first experience with this kind of nozzle. Even though she knew what would happen she was still totally unprepared when Tom began to squeeze the pump and she felt the device growing inside her. The sensation was incredible! Finally both the internal and external collars were inflated and Laura's ass not only felt full already but also pressed on from both within and without.

Laura and the other two were allowed to stand up again and the movement brought another whole set of sensations. When she looked down she saw that three other members - Janet, Lori, and a girl named Joyce - were busy with their mouths on the three men's cocks. They pulled away - reluctantly it appeared - and left the three with their poles pointing skyward. The three women were now lowered and, with a little guidance from Kelly, Barb, and Sharon, found themselves stretched on the men with the cocks buried deeply within their pussies.

"OK," Tom said. "Any of you men come before your girl calls 'enough' will be punished. The last to come gets a reward. And you three girls know the rules. Last one to call 'enough' wins. Now, let's begin." With that Laura felt the hot, viscous stuff begin to flow into her. A second later she also felt the first sting of a cat as it slapped against her ass.

The enemas continued to flow slowly, filling the three young women as the three male pledges filled them in another way. Laura couldn't believe the mix of sensations she was feeling: the almost too hot stuff filling her bowels, the teasing touch of Paul's body against her, the tremendously exciting feeling as he fucked her deeply, and the sting as the cat would snap against her ass or wrap itself around her thigh. She was beginning to think she couldn't take much more of the fluid and, for that matter, much more stimulation without coming, when Kelly announced, "All right. You're all up to about 75% of what you took last week."

Seventy-five per cent! Laura was sure she had already taken a lot more than last week. How was she going to be able to hold out? Well, however, she was determined to win the 'race' this time. She tried to calm her rising excitement. She knew if she went over the edge into orgasm she probably would have to call 'enough' also. She concentrated on controlling her arousal and relaxing her body to accept more of the hot fluid. She lost track of time and had no idea how much she had taken when she heard Carol Anne call a halt. "One down," she thought. "Now if I can just outlast Ashley." But with the muscle control Ashley had over her magnificent body, she would probably be able to last pretty well herself.

Although they had stopped Carol Anne's enema, she and Rick were still going at each other. At some point Laura became aware that she had heard both of them give in to an overwhelming orgasm. She glanced sideways at Ashley who, like Laura herself, was concentrating on controlling her excitement. But just as she looked Laura saw James stiffen and try to impale Ashley even more deeply. A few seconds later Ashley could resist no more and began her own orgasm. This was quickly followed by a call of 'enough' leaving only Laura and Paul. Now that Laura knew she was safely the winner she let herself go, coming and crying 'enough' simultaneously. Paul was only seconds behind her in reaching his own orgasm. Her flow was quickly shut off, but the pledges were kept in their bound positions for another minute or so while their orgasms subsided and their cramps increased. A few more flicks of the whips and then the three were released and allowed to go relieve themselves.

After a quick stop in the showers, the six pledges were taken back to the bedroom on the third floor. Laura watched as Rick, James, and Ashley had large plugs inserted and were then tied tightly to their beds. And like Laura the previous week, Ashley also received a pair of Ben Walla balls and had clothes pins put on her nipples. Carol Anne was also bound to her bed but not as severely. Paul and Laura were each loosely bound to their own bed. As the lights were dimmed the sounds of Kelly and Michael filled the room serving to frustrate the six. But just a few minutes later a nude Tom and Barb came in and made their way to Laura and Paul. For twenty minutes the other four pledges listened to the sounds of ecstasy as Tom and Barb used first their tongues and then their whole bodies to pleasure the two bound pledges. Afterwards, Laura fell into a deep sleep, happy but worn from the night's activities. But twice more before morning she found herself awakened by a different skillful man intent on pleasuring her. When morning finally came, Laura awoke with a big smile on her face and, between her legs, a pool of her own juices mixed with those of three lovers.

Showers followed and then breakfast. After breakfast the six were led downstairs and into the two separate "classrooms" they has used the previous week. Once again Laura saw the "chairs" from the previous week and felt the rubber knob begin to rub her clit as she took her seat. Kelly, wearing only a kilt, approached the front and said, "Today we're going to begin by looking at whips."

On the table next to Kelly was a huge collection of different straps and whips. Kelly described each and its characteristics. "First, even though they aren't truly whips, we have various straps. The ones here range from a narrow half inch to one three inches wide. Most are just long enough that the excess may be wrapped around your hand as a handle. As you can imagine the wider strap is much like a leather paddle, but more flexible. The narrow ones will cut in more and produce a sharp burning sting when they strike, but can also wrap around the body. With any of these - straps or whips - the most painful point is where the end of the lash strikes. You notice some of these split into smaller, pointed ends and others have small knots to add mass. The pain is determined by two things: the speed at which the lash strikes and the mass. A heaver strap delivers more energy when it strikes and will produce more damage - bruises and so on, but a lighter one moving faster will produce a sharper, immediate pain. Since we're into stimulation and not real damage, we tend to not use really heavy straps"




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Moving on to the first whip, Kelly picked it up and said, "Here we have a single tailed leather whip. The lash is about two feet long and tapers from three quarters of an inch to one quarter. It is attached to a handle a foot and a half long. The handle allows the lash to gain additional speed and thus hurt more when it strikes. Depending on how it is used a whip like this can produce real damage and result in permanent scaring, so it must be used very carefully. Most of the whips we use here are multi-tailed, like this one." She held up a whip with nine lashes, each nearly three feet long, attached to an eighteen inch handle. "We usually refer to all of these as 'cats', but technically all are not real cats-of-nine-tails. Not that the name matters, especially when you are on the receiving end. The lashes may be of different materials, different widths, different construction, and different endings. At the 'gentle' end of things is the deerskin flogger. This one has a dozen lashes of about an inch width made out of a relatively thin, flat, soft deerskin. It will produce a slapping sensation that can redden the skin but won't do any real damage. It is a good one to start out with. This one has nine tails of flat cowhide leather, tapering from a quarter to an eighth of an inch. Like most of our whips the lashes are between two and three and a half feet and the handle is about a foot and a half. Long bullwhips and such are really too dangerous to use unless you are a real expert. The leather cat can do any thing from just caressing the skin to breaking the skin and leaving scars. A little care, though, can prevent any real damage while providing a really intense stimulation. By that I mean it can really hurt!"

She put down that cat and picked up another with slightly longer lashes. "This cat has braided lashes. Each lash is made of three smaller leather strands braided together. This adds more mass and, as you can see, the three strands separate right at the end of each lash. This means there are twenty seven different points of pain when this strikes. You may have read about whips with little bits of lead or other metal at the ends. They are real but we don't have any here. The extra mass at the end of the lash can cut someone to ribbons. The most we have are whips with knots at the end. Even those will leave bruises unless carefully used."

"We also use a selection of riding crops." She held up a slim rod, about thirty inches long, with a wide, flat loop of leather at the end. "Notice the shaft is very flexible. Often they are made of bamboo and usually encased in leather. The loop at the end can vary from narrow to wide. They may be used two ways: striking with either the loop or the shaft. The loop will provide a sharp sting. The long, flexible shaft allows the tip to reach a high speed and when the loop curls onto the skin it can hurt intensely. The shaft produces a line of fire and can leave marks that last from minutes to days. A point or two about marks. Most whips can produce marks. The intensity, type, and duration of the mark depends on the particular whip as well as how it is wielded. Too hard and the skin may be broken and the mark can become permanent. This we always want to avoid. But depending on the circumstances, we sometimes will leave marks for a few days. Obviously not on a weekend when you have to go to class Monday. But if we have some kind of a club outing for a week or so, sometimes it's fun to go a little further - just still not far enough to do any lasting damage."

Putting down the crop and picking up what looked like a miniature cat, Kelly said, "Here's an interesting little number. It's called a penis whip. Can any one guess why?" The question was obviously rhetorical because she continued immediately. "That's right. With these lashes only about eight inches long and the short handle you can't deliver too much force. But when applied to a sensitive area it can produce incredible sensations. By the way, it is also sometimes called a pussy whip. It also works wonders on the tits for both women and men."

Kelly continued, "There are also canes and switches. Generally these, especially the bamboo canes, hurt too much to be a turnon. Very few people actually enjoy them. A birch or willow switch, however, can give an intense pain but produce little in the way of deep injury or bruising. You may find these stimulating, but probably wouldn't want too much of them. Of course, the switch must be fairly thin and green so it is flexible. If a 'switch' gets too large it just becomes a club."

Kelly put down the willow switch she was holding and picked up one of the cats she had shown them earlier. This one had strips of leather for tails and was about two feet in length. She held it up and went on, "This is one of the cats we use the most. It can really sting without any real damage. But to get the best results it must be used correctly. Let me show you."

She then pulled a leather covered vaulting horse out from where it had been against the wall. The 'horse' consisted of a leather covered padded oval about ten inches wide and six inches thick. It was about three feet in length and supported by sawhorse type legs at each end. Kelly placed the horse so that it was at an angle to the pledges. "We'll use this for a demonstration and later for you to practice on. Remember, leather is skin, so it should give a pretty good 'feel' when you strike it. By the way we also use the horse for positioning a victim. They may be bent across with feet and arms spread and fastened to the legs on each side of the horse. Or they may be made to straddle the horse, bent forward with wrists and ankles fastened to the two ends. You'll get a chance to try both."

Kelly then positioned herself alongside the leather horse. "When you swing the whip you should be far enough away so that the ends of the lashes strike the target, but never the handle. How much of the lash hits the victim can vary with what you're trying to do. If you want the effect of a whipping with very little pain, make a lot of the length strike. This spreads the energy and if not swung too hard, feels very much like a massage. If you allow just the ends to strike you can create an intense pain in a small area." Kelly demonstrated each of these by striking the leather horse. The pledges could hear the whap! as the tails struck and could easily tell the difference in the sound of the two types of blows." Kelly went on, "Of course you can use combinations. For example, let the bulk of the lashes land together but make the ends of the tails wrap around and sting. This can be especially effective by swinging across the back and letting the tips of the tails strike the tits. The secret is in the twist of the wrist as you strike." Once more she demonstrated and when the distinctive sound came, each of the pledges unconsciously winced, each imaging the lashes landing on her own back and nipples.

Kelly went on the explain and demonstrate several different techniques and the use of several of the whips from her collection. She then stopped and said, "We want each of you to have a chance to practice using these. But before we let you loose on any of the members - or even on each other - it would be a good idea to practice on the horses. Why don't you move those other two horses out while I go get some help." With this she left the room and Laura and the other pledges pulled the other two horses out from the wall.

In a minute Kelly returned with Barb and another member, a tall blonde named Diane. Kelly handed each of the three pledges one of the cats she had first demonstrated and she and the two members each guided a pledge towards a horse. For the next hour or so Laura and the others practiced swinging the whips and learning to control them. The three members offered advice and correction with almost each stroke and Laura and the others rapidly became more confident and skilled. They also tried the crops, switches, a couple of different cats, and a single tailed whip or two. With Barb's guidance, Laura became quite good at making the whips strike where she wanted and letting the ends wrap in the desired direction. Just as important the pledges learned how much force to use when swinging. Kelly, Barb, and Diane were experienced on both the wielding and receiving ends so they could judge from the sounds to let the pledges know it they were swinging too hard or not hard enough.

Finally Kelly indicated for the pledges to halt for a while. "We still have a little while before lunch so, Barb and Diane, why don't you go see if you can find us some help." This was followed by a funny smile which the other two seemed to share, but which the pledges didn't understand at all. Barb and Diane left the room and Kelly started to talk again. "Another thing you should know is that position is very important. The skin should be stretched tight for a proper whipping. We can accomplish this in a variety of ways as you have all discovered over the last couple of weeks. The most common positions are with the wrists - or ankles - tied to the ceiling. The body weight then stretches the victim and ties may also be used to spread and stretch more if desired. Also bent over a whipping frame of some form, usually with the victim's legs spread widely. But there are many other positions. Whipping posts where the victim has his or her hands tied above the head, together or spread, forcing them to stand on tip toes, facing either towards or away from the post. Over the horse as I've already described. We also have a large barrel shaped frame where the victim may be bound either face down or face up with arms and legs wide spread. Plus many others. The are actually three considerations. First, as I said, the skin should be stretched tightly. Second, there should be easy access to any part of the body you want to whip. And finally there is the psychological effect. Having the victim tightly bound and spread open has the effect of making him feel vulnerable and helpless. Sometimes this can be enhanced even more with the use of blindfolds."

Kelly went on to describe a number of other positions and which instrument was best used with each. She had a number of other pointers too. Finally, she stopped and said, "I think Barb and Diane have had enough time. Let's go into the big dungeon and let you practice a few of the strokes you've learned." She then handed each pledge one of the general purpose cats they had first used and led them into the larger room.

As they entered the room Laura's eyes were immediately drawn to the three individuals in the center. John, Brad, and David - their three sponsors - were there, each naked and each tightly bound. Brad was hanging in a vertical spread eagle with his widespread wrists and ankles anchored to the ceiling and floor. John was bent and stretched over one of the whipping benches which had been used on the pledges last week. This elevated his ass and spread his knees wide apart. And David was tied horizontally atop a padded pole, six inches in diameter and supported about thirty inches off the floor. His hands and feet were tied on either side.

Kelly grinned at the three girls. "Part of the job of being a sponsor. Now let's see what you're learned."

Kelly went with Ashley, Barb with Laura, and Diane with Carol Anne as the girls went to the three sponsors. For the next half hour the three pledges continued the practice started with the leather horses, only this time on real men. The members offered correction and suggestions and the three sponsors offered various groans, cries and an occasional scream as the pledges tried their newly learned techniques. Each of the three pledges got to try her strokes on each of the three sponsors. At one point while Laura was using the cat on John's ass, Barb offered a suggestion. "Look how the frame keeps his ass cheeks apart. The skin between them is very, very sensitive since it normally is never exposed. Try swinging the cat so that it strikes the cheek and the ends of the tails wrap around and down into the crack." Laura tried a half dozen strokes and three times she was rewarded with a scream or loud cry as the tails wrapped into his crack and landed directly on the exposed anus. After the third hit, Barb stopped her and said, "That's probably enough. More than a few strokes there can begin to hurt a little too much."

Finally, Kelly called a halt and the men were released. "OK, guys, show the pledges there are no hard feelings." Then she broke out in laughter and said, "Maybe that's not exactly the right expression," as her gaze fell on three rock hard cocks sticking straight out. As the others followed her gaze everyone broke into fits of laughter.

The three men came up to the pledges and gave them big hugs, pulling them into tight embraces. Of course since both the men and the three pledges were completely naked, this resulted in a lot of mutual feeling and some deep kisses. As John hugged Laura, he whispered, "Wait until next week. I'll make up for those three." But it was obvious to Laura that there was no menace in his voice, just anticipation of more fun.

Everyone made a quick stop at the showers and then went upstairs for a light lunch. Laura noticed the three male pledges along with their sponsors, Janet, Sharon, and Lori, at another table. She couldn't be absolutely sure, but she thought she saw a number of red lines on the sponsors. They must have been doing much the same thing this morning.

After lunch Kelly, Michael, and the six sponsors took the six pledges back downstairs again, this time all to the same room. "First topic this afternoon," Kelly said, "will be these." She held up one of the Bardex nozzles that had been used on the pledges during the "pledge race" last night. "You all know by now what this is. Once inserted into the rectum, it may be pumped with these two bulbs. The inner and outer sections fill with air, sealing the unit so it cannot be removed and cannot allow any leakage until the balls are deflated. This is a double unit. Some devices only have a single internal expanding ball. They come in different sizes just like people. This one, for example, expands to 3 cm in diameter. Because you're a little smaller, Carol Anne, we used a 2 cm on you. Because these are usually pretty large even uninflated it can take a lot of preparation and patience to insert one. A little about anal play in general. The anus is often one of the most sensitive areas of the body. Anywhere inside and outside skin meet is very sensitive, but because the anus is normally protected on the outside too, it is especially sensitive. It is also delicate and must be treated carefully. Never force anything into someone's rectum. Warm them up first and get them to relax their muscles. Always use plenty of lubricant. Once you've got a Bardex inserted, inflate it carefully. Don't over do it."

She handed one of the nozzles to each of the six pledges. "Try inflating it now so you can see what happens. Then imagine it inside while it is growing larger. Another thing about anal play in general. Anything that goes into an anus should be cleaned up before it goes anywhere else. There can be a lot of bacteria there and you can avoid spreading anything by cleaning everything - including fingers - before touching elsewhere. Also the same goes if going from one anus to another."

"Now we want to give each of you a chance to practice inserting these. Let's see. I think the guys can be the first victims."

Laura had assumed they would be practicing on the sponsors again, but now she realized they were going to practice on each other. Oh, well, that sounded like fun too. The three guys were being bound over three of the whipping frames. Their wide spread knees and turned in toes opened their buttocks and exposed the small, puckered holes. Two sponsors - one guy and one girl - stood beside each of the bound men.

"OK," Kelly said, "Each of you pick a victim. It doesn't matter which. We'll be switching off and you will have a chance at each. Here's some lubricant. Now show us how to do this."

Laura moved forward behind Rick. Carol Anne was behind Paul and Ashley behind James. With a little encouragement from the sponsors, each of the girls took a gob of lube and used her finger to rub all around and inside her man's asshole. Barb said, "Go ahead and play around a little. The more aroused they become the easier it will be to insert. Feel free to tease any cocks and balls you might find."

Laura did as suggested and found that not only was Rick relaxing and enjoying the treatment, but she was becoming quite turned on herself. Finally she lubed the nozzle and began to work the tip inside. It took a little twisting and a little force, but, with the aid of a little more ball tickling, Rick opened up and the nozzle finally slipped into place. She held up the inflating balls and looked at Barb. Barb nodded at her and she began to pump. She could see an immediate reaction as Rick obviously felt stimulation and excitement as the inflating ball began to grow inside him. A few more pumps and he was straining to handle it. Laura stopped and Barb told her, "Until you've done this a few times and are used to the feel of the internal resistance you might have to rely on the victim to know when you have reached a limit. Go ahead slowly and Rick, let us know if it feels like it's getting too big."

Laura gave the pump a few more squeezes until Rick indicated that was all he could handle. Again at the urging of the sponsors the girls spent the next few minutes teasing and fondling the three men. Finally they were told to deflate the balls and remove the nozzles. As the sponsors untied the men, Laura, Carol Anne, and Ashley cleaned the nozzles.

When they were done Kelly announced, "All right, ladies. Your turn." The three women were then bound to the frames and the three male pledges proceeded in much the same way as they had themselves just minutes ago. As Rick worked the nozzle into her rectum, Laura was undecided if it was more exciting to be on the placing or receiving end of things. Both really turned her on. And when the ball began to inflate she nearly came by herself.

When the girls had finished their turn, the men were once again bound to the frames. The girls switched partners and proceeded to repeat the actions of earlier. Laura pushed her nozzle home into Paul's wide spread ass, inflated it as far as it would go, and spent the next few minutes teasing and exciting him.

Once more the positions were reversed and Laura found herself being penetrated by Paul with the large, slippery nozzle. But this time before they were released, Kelly said, "Just leave them in and inflated. It will give the girls a chance to see what it's like to move around with something that big in their ass. Next time, guys, yours will stay in too."

This time Laura had James and spent quite a bit of time exciting him before inserting the nozzle. This was partly because he seemed so hot in his responses to her fingers and partly because Laura herself was getting really turned on. The large ball pressing her ass from the inside did nothing to cool her off.

The nozzles were then removed from the three women and they had a minute or so to rest while the men were cleaning the devices. As Laura found herself once again tied tightly to the whipping frame, she heard Kelly tell the men, "Work them over real well. Once you've got those nozzles in and inflated, go ahead and see how hot you can keep them." For the next ten minutes Laura was constantly stimulated both by the large, inflated ball up her ass and by James' fingers stroking, feeling and penetrating where ever he could.

"Now one last thing," Kelly said. "As long as all of you have your asses stuffed, I think this might be a good time to get a little relief. So, guys, go ahead and fuck them."




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None of the three men hesitated and Laura felt herself being split by James' long, hard cock. Then she lost herself in the incredible combinations of stimulations until she came with loud cries. Slowly she drifted back to reality and noticed that the other pledges seemed to be recovering from their own tremendous orgasms.

The nozzles were removed and cleaned and Kelly announced, "I think that's enough anal stimulation for now. I'll give you a chance for a quick shower and then why don't we grab a quick swim in the pool and afterwards you can get a couple of hours sleep to rest up for tonight."

Chapter 10

After a couple of hours of sleep, Laura awoke still feeling somewhat tender around her nether parts. Otherwise she felt wonderful! It was amazing to her how much abuse they were taking and that she was still looking forward to more. Of course the fact that she had never imagined such wonderful sex helped some too.

As usual, there was a light supper and the pledges sat, dressed for a change, scattered among the regular members. The atmosphere was not at all what Laura had imagined a pledging would be like and was, in fact, entirely different from any Greek or other organization around campus. Pledges were not humiliated or put down, but were accepted almost as though they were already members. The topics of conversation included some random things about school and classes and so on, but not surprisingly, most of the talk was about the club and sex. Members talked about trips and other past club activities and answered many of the pledge's questions. However they wouldn't say anything about the coming initiation.

There was also a lot of talk about various BDSM activities and techniques and Laura realized she was probably learning more about kinky sex in just these few weekends than many of its practitioners learned in years. The conversation continued for quite awhile after dinner was over until finally Tom announced it was time to go downstairs. At this there was a subtle change in the atmosphere and the pledges became a somewhat separate group again. Not that they were looked down on, but just that they once more were not quite full members until they had completed their rites of passage.

When everyone had assembled in the large dungeon again, with the pledges once more naked and most members in the short leather kilts or similar apparel, the six pledges found themselves in the center surrounded by the members. Tom called for attention. "Once again the pledges have spent most of today learning new techniques. I think now would be a good time for them to demonstrate what they have learned for the rest of us. Perhaps we could even give them a few pointers. And, pledges, you may have noticed that so far this weekend we have 'spared the rod.' We certainly don't want to spoil any of you, so... We are going to give each of you a chance to demonstrate what you have learned about whipping - on each other."

This brought cheers from the members and groans from the pledges, but Laura noticed that she was becoming excited and wet just from the thought. Tom went on. "Each of you will have two times on the receiving end. Each time you will receive five from each of the other five pledges, so before the night is over you will have fifty lashes. Maybe even a few more if we decide you need it. We'll use the numbered discs again to see the order so each of you take one as the bowl is passed around." A small bowl was passed around over the heads of the pledges so that they couldn't see inside and each took a small disc as it passed.. The discs were numbered from one to six and Laura found she had number three.

Kelly and Barb went up to help Tom. "OK, who has number 1?" asked Kelly. Paul raised his hand and showed the numbered disc and Kelly and Barb went to lead him forward towards one of the whipping frames. They then proceeded to bind him tightly bent over the padded bar, his legs spread very wide and his arms stretched out in front. The two women then proceeded to rub some kind of oil over his ass, back, legs, and the rest of his body even working it (and their fingers) along the crack of his ass and around his cock and balls.

While this was going on Tom explained, "The first sets of five will be with the victim bound to the frame. The oil you see serves the purpose of allowing lashes to sting badly without actually cutting the skin. It's the same reason we keep leather whips well oiled. This means we can apply more and harder strokes producing pain without doing any real damage. Is he ready? OK, you other five line up according to your numbers."

Laura found herself second in line behind Rick. Behind her was Carol Anne, James, and Ashley. Kelly had a selection of whips on a small nearby table. She showed each one and described it. "We have five instruments here. A long-tailed leather cat, a shorter cat with rubber lashes, a single tailed short leather whip, a riding crop, and a very short tailed leather cat." The lashes on this last were about ten inches long and Laura noticed they were of a thick, but soft leather. Kelly then said, "Each of you use a different instrument each time. Remember, the safe words are always in effect. But we do want him to really feel this. So if we think you are not really applying yourself both Paul and you will receive a triple dose from some of us. I want to see lines and I want him to feel each lash. Each of you five will deliver five strong strokes with your instrument. I expect each of them to be full, hard strokes. Paul, you may feel free to scream. And you other five, feel free to make him scream. OK, begin."

Rick picked up the long-tailed cat. This had nine leather tails, each thirty inches long and tapering from a half inch to less than a quarter at the ends. Rick swung the whip a few times to loosen up and get the feel of the weapon. It was obvious that he felt comfortable with the instrument and enjoyed using it. He began with a full swing that landed all the lashes across Paul's ass with the ends curling around his thigh. He was immediately rewarded by a sharp cry. The next brought forth a scream and also cheers from the members. Three more full strokes followed leaving lines of red across his ass, his stomach, and his back. Each stroke was punctuated with Paul's sharp cry.

Laura moved forward and picked up the crop and like Rick, gave it a few experimental swings. She then stepped beside Paul and brought a stroke horizontally across his ass with the tip slapping his left thigh. It wasn't an especially hard stroke, bringing only a gasp from Paul, but it left a red line. Laura almost froze at the unexpected feeling of power and excitement that swept through her. She felt a flood of moisture not from the feel of a whip striking her, but from delivering the sting to a helpless victim. Not that she wanted to really hurt Paul, but she knew the pain was turning him on also. Her hesitation lasted only a second. Now even more encouraged, she placed the next stroke directly above the previous one with a much greater impact. This time Paul could not remain quiet and emitted a loud shriek. Again the members cheered and this time were joined by some of the other pledges, even though they knew they would soon be in Paul's place themselves. Laura remembered Ashley's description of her own whipping with a crop in her spanking club and placed her next two lines parallel to the first two, each time bringing forth a cry from Paul. She then moved to his other side and laid the final blow diagonally from upper left hip to lower right, "baring the gate."

The other three pledges followed with the remaining three instruments and when they had finished Paul was released. He was covered with red lines and had tears down his face, but he also had an erection that looked a yard long to Laura. Obviously he had enjoyed his ordeal in at least some form. Rick was then bound in his place. This time Laura went first with the long-tailed cat and had the pleasure of placing the first marks and bringing forth the first cries. The others followed with Paul last, now able to get in on the delivery side of things. As the whippings proceeded both the members and the pledges got more and more into it and cheered at especially effective blows.

Soon it was Laura's turn on the frame. Her legs were spread wide and bound at the ankles so that her feet were turned inwards, opening up her ass cheeks. And she was bent over the padded bar and stretched tightly forward leaving all of her body except the narrow band directly on top of the bar fully exposed. Carol Anne picked up the long-tailed cat and swung it a few times. Laura found the sound of the swinging whip pricked her imagination and sent a flood between her legs. She tried to squeeze them together but was prevented by her bonds. Her nipples were already rock hard and she felt incredibly horny. Carol Anne delivered the first blow - a hard, sweeping lash that fell from across Laura's right shoulder diagonally down and ended with the ends of the tails snapping against her left lower buttock. The sudden pain caused Laura to strain every muscle against her bonds and to loudly cry out. Through the flood of feelings and emotions she heard cheers and also noticed that though the lash had really hurt it also brought a burning heat between her legs. Carol Anne delivered her five and was followed by James. When it was Ashley's turn she had the rubber tailed cat and walked slowly around Laura swinging it back and forth. When she was in front she caught Laura's eye and grinned. Laura couldn't help herself and made a face at her. At this Ashley's eyebrow raised and her face seemed to say, "That will cost you." Again, an impish impulse caught Laura and she stuck out her tongue. Ashley responded with a smile and the two girls knew a silent challenge had been issued. Each would do her best to make the other really feel her five.

Laura was just beginning to reconsider her actions when the first blow landed on the underside of her ass. A loud scream escaped her lips. The sting was unbelievable! The rubber tails really hurt even though it was nearly impossible to break the skin with them. The next blow was at least as hard and wrapped around from the left side of her back to end along the side of her breast. This was followed by a similar blow on the right side with the ends of the tails just touching her nipple. The final two were delivered to her ass with the tails wrapping into the crack and even down onto her pussy lips. Each of the five brought a scream from Laura and cheers from the rest of the room. After Ashley finished, the strokes from Paul and Rick seemed almost an anticlimax, even though each left red lines and brought loud cries. But as Laura was released she realized she was feeling two things: She was more turned-on and horny than she could believe and she was filled with an equally exciting desire to do the same for Ashley in the most painful way she could find.

When Ashley lay tightly bound to the frame and it was Laura's turn, she used the single tailed whip. This had a long, narrow leather lash, well oiled and soft enough so as not to cut too badly, but heavy enough to deliver a real stinging blow. Laura's first blow landed across Ashley's back with the end curling around her left breast and ending directly across the nipple. Ashley's scream was every bit as satisfying as Laura's had been. Her other lashes were all aimed to cross Ashley's body in the back and wrap around to sting her tits, belly, and pussy. Each brought forth a scream and a few of the members began to notice that this seemed to be a personal contest between the two women. When Laura had delivered her final blow, a stinging stroke that left a red line running from Ashley's lower right buttock, across her ass, around her hip, and ending in a sharp red mark on her pussy lips, she walked around in front of her victim again. Through her tears, Ashley looked directly at Laura, grinned and stuck out her tongue.

Ashley was the last of the six and when she had been released from the frame, the frame was moved back out by the wall. The pledges were allowed some time to rest, get a drink, and compare marks. All were covered with a batch of red lines, some fading already and some still plain, but no one had any broken skin.

At last Tom announced that it was time for the next half of their session. Once again they began with Paul. He was brought out to the center of the dungeon. His wrists were cuffed to ceiling chains spaced nearly six feet apart and then his legs were spread as far as they would go and fastened to floor rings. Then Kelly touched a wall switch and the pledges heard the sound of a motor slowly tightening the ceiling chains. Paul was pulled taut until only his toes were touching the floor. He was now spread in a bow-tight X with every part of his body fully exposed. By now the pledges were feeling confident with all the instruments and didn't hold back at all. When the twenty five blows had been delivered, Paul's face was tear stained, his body covered almost everywhere with more red lines and his voice a little strained from his cries. Still, his erection was as long and hard as ever.

Again each of the pledges took his or her place and was stretched tightly while the others did their best to abuse the bound victim. Laura found the very act of being so tightly stretched and exposed excited her even before the blows began. And once again when it was Ashley's turn the two women became engaged in their personal competition. Ashley used the long-tailed cat and made each blow land the very tips of the lashes in Laura's most sensitive spots. And again each blow brought forth a scream but no safe word. When she had finished, Ashley moved back. She was breathing harder, but not from the exertion of swinging the whip. She was herself excited and aroused from swinging the instrument. While she knew better that to try to play with herself now for relief, she did strain to squeeze her legs together to the point where a couple of members noticed and grinned knowingly at each other.

When Ashley was stretched and it was Laura's turn, Laura had the short tailed cat with the ten inch soft leather tails. She let the strands flow through her fingers as she approached and looked directly into Ashley's eyes. Again the girls exchanged looks and reached a silent agreement. Laura raised the small whip and, bringing it swiftly down with a sharp twist to her wrist, made the tails land on Ashley's already abused right breast. The tips of each of the nine tails, which were of slightly differing lengths, each left a red spot spread over the swollen globe, one directly on the nipple end. Ashley's scream told everyone that, although the leather was soft, she had definitely felt it. The next blow did the same for her left breast. Laura made the third swing an underhanded stroke from the front. The bulk of the tails laid between Ashley's legs with the tips ending in the crack between her ass cheeks. From Ashley's scream, at least one must have ended on her anus itself. The next two were delivered in a similar way from behind. The first landed the ends mostly on the sensitive skin between her anus and pussy. The final blow made the ends fall across her stretched and open pussy lips and even touch her clit itself. Ashley's scream was by far the loudest and for a second some members wondered if Laura had overdone it. But within seconds Ashley's bound body was straining against the taught restraints and convulsing in what obviously was an orgasm. As she came down, Ashley's smile told everyone she hadn't regretted any of it. But her release did not end her arousal. As Carol Anne delivered her five with the crop Ashley's breathing became more rapid and she was again climbing.

When James stepped up with the single tailed whip and began to wrap it around her body, Ashley screamed and strained with each blow but couldn't quite come again. As James finished, he went around in front of her, looked into her eyes, and moved his fingers to her pussy. As he slowly stroked, Ashley reacted and soon experienced a second orgasm while still stretched into the tight X. However as this happened a couple of the members cried, "Penalty! Penalty!"

The pledges looked a little confused and Tom stepped forward and said, "We have a call for a penalty. Unnecessary gentleness, I believe." This brought a laugh from the members. "Does anyone differ? No. Then prepare him."

Kelly and Barb went forward and relieved James of his whip. They then stood him directly in front of Ashley facing her. Two more ceiling chains right next to hers were lowered and fastened to his cuffs. His legs were spread and fastened to the same rings as Ashley's and again a motor hummed as he was stretched as tightly as before. In this position he and Ashley were face to face, touching along the entire length of their bodies.

"OK," Tom said. "So everyone is sure of the rules. Everyone, including you pledges, get some kind of whip - there are enough over on the wall there. For the next five minutes we will all 'reprimand' them for their 'unnecessary gentleness.' Everyone get your weapon. I'm setting the timer. Stop when the timer rings. You may begin now."

For the next five minutes the twenty or so people in the room all milled around the bound couple and landed dozens of blows. While most were not nearly as hard as those which the pledges had delivered earlier, the total effect was enough to provide some really painful stimulation. That it was stimulating was obvious as both Ashley and James came just before the timer rang, ending their torment. The two were released and again Laura and Ashley exchanged looks. This time however, there was maybe just a little jealousy in Laura's glance.

Members and pledges then mingled together and the barriers which had distinguished them for the last several hours seemed to melt. Once again they were accepted as nearly equals. Pledges and members alike admired the welts left by the whipping and occasional caresses only served to excite the pledges more. Finally Kelly called a halt and said it was time for the pledges to hit the showers and then bed. "We do still have a 'get acquainted' activity for them and we probably should get that started pretty soon." The members exchanged grins and Laura wondered what else was still in store for them that night.

Kelly, Michael, and the six pledge sponsors were waiting in the third floor room for the pledges when they returned from showering. "We decided," Kelly began, "that you pledges need to become better acquainted with each other. So we've planned a little 'get to know you' activity. Before we begin, however, we thought we'd give you something to remind you of your status tonight." She held up six butt plugs. These were not large plugs, only about an inch across at the widest and maybe five inches long. The sponsors took the plugs and each selected his or her pledge and proceeded to lube and insert the device. Laura had to admit that she had come to enjoy the full feeling that came with having a plug up her ass. When all six plugs were in place, Kelly went on, "Now if you girls will get the three men ready, we can let the pledges begin to get to know each other."

The three female sponsors led their pledges to the beds and tied each of them on their backs with their arms and legs spread towards the corners of the bed. It was not a really tight bondage, allowing enough movement to be comfortable, but not enough to touch themselves. While this was happening the male sponsors were fitting each of their pledges with soft leather wrist and ankle cuffs. When the men were fully bound and the women cuffed, Kelly said, "OK. Let's get them ready." At this the women began to fondle, kiss, and lick the men to full, hard erections. The men also began to stimulate their pledges and soon all were quite aroused. The women were then led to the men's beds. Laura found herself looking at James while Ashley was near Rick and Carol Anne was beside Paul.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 07



Chapter 11

Laura wasn't sure how she had made it through the last five days, but somehow she had. Not only had it been nearly impossible to concentrate on her school work, but the admonishment to avoid any sexual relief only made it harder to do anything but think about relief. At least she only had another hour to go before things started. And of course another thing that had made the week so hard was the anticipation of the initiation. Where would they be going and what would they do to her? Kelly had said it would be intense. Did that mean the pledge weekends hadn't been intense? Laura couldn't imagine what could have been more intense than these. Whatever was going to happen, she didn't have long to wait to find out now.

She had called her family last night and reminded them she was going to be away with a 'school group' over vacation. She had had to be a little vague when they asked for details, but everyone seemed to accept her story. No one would be expecting to hear from her for the next week and a half at least. She had her small daypack ready with just the items they had been instructed to bring and now she only had to get dressed and go to the house. Get dressed, indeed! A pair of short shorts and a blue tee shirt. That and her shoes and socks. With the way she was currently feeling this outfit seemed to make her bikini seem less revealing. Of course she knew that in these clothes no one would really give her a second glance - well, no more of a second glance than she often got. From the outside she didn't look unusual. But knowing that beneath these two items she was naked and also knowing what she was planning for the next ten days, made her feel like an exhibitionist. Finally, with a last look around, Laura left for the club.

She arrived at the club just before six and, as usual, went directly downstairs, stripped, and joined the other pledges in the small room. Four others were already there and within a minute or two, Rick joined them. Their excitement was obvious and conversation centered on guessing what was to come. At last Kelly and Michael entered.

"This is your last night in the house as a pledge," Kelly began. So we thought it appropriate that we let the members have one more night of fun at your expense. However, we will try to be careful and not leave any marks where they will show tomorrow."

With this she and Michael led the pledges into the big dungeon where each was bound in a tightly stretched position of one form or another. Laura found herself with her ankles fastened to spread rings in the floor, leaning back with a padded bar crossing the middle of her buttocks, and her hands spread and fastened to ceiling chains about three feet behind the bar. A second padded bar crossed her back below her shoulders. In this position she was spread open and arched backwards so that her pussy and tits were displayed and available. She could see Paul bound face up on a low padded bench and Carol Anne tied with her back to an X frame.

After a few minutes the regular members came in and immediately began to tease and torment the six pledges. Laura soon found tight clamps on her nipples and a couple of clothes pins on her pussy lips. She was tickled all over with both feathers and fingers and several times was penetrated by a finger or small vibrator. However, her tormentors always stopped just short of letting her have an orgasm. It soon became apparent that this was to be the rule for the entire night: stimulation to just short of orgasm, but no release.

The night proceeded with the pledges moved from one severe bondage to another. Teasing and tickling never seemed to stop except when she was being whipped or strapped. And true to their word it looked like all the lashes were being applied to her ass, her back or her front from the tops of her breasts to her pussy. She might still be pretty sore tomorrow, but there wouldn't be any marks to show once she had on her shorts and tee shirt.

After about four hours of this intense play, the pledges were all lined up with their hands bound to the ceiling above their heads. Each of the members came by each pledge much like they had done the first night of their pledging. Men only spoke to the male pledges - or occasionally used a small strap to apply a stroke to their ass. But when the men came to the three girls they embraced them and took the opportunity to feel and caress them. As the regular members were mostly naked themselves, this did quite a bit to further arouse the three. The women members not only did pretty much the same with the male pledges, but most of them with the three women as well. Laura found herself going into sensory overload and couldn't honestly say which caused the more intense feeling - being felt up by a naked man, or by a naked woman.

After each member had had a chance with each pledge, Tom said, "We'd all better get to sleep tonight. Everyone up by seven tomorrow and we leave by eight-thirty. Now if the sponsors will help Kelly and Michael get the pledges to bed, the rest of us better make any last minute checks that are needed."

The pledges were led upstairs to the third floor room in which they usually slept. Each was bound spreadeagled, but not too tightly, face up on a bed. When all were in place the sponsors took the chance to again tease and stimulate each of them almost to the point of coming. Then they stopped, leaving the frustrated pledges to try to get some sleep.

The next morning the pledges were awakened and untied right at seven o'clock. After a quick shower Kelly had them dress in the short pledge robes and go downstairs for a quick breakfast. She then led them to the basement. Tom and Barb were there with Michael. The other members appeared to be off somewhere, probably getting themselves ready for the trip. Tom pointed to Paul and while Kelly and Lori, his sponsor, bound him across a leather horse, explained, "Just to keep the anticipation high, and to remind you what we're going for, each of you will have your ass warmed before we go."

With this Kelly and Lori began to administer a series of blows with leather straps across Paul's ass. When he was reddened they stopped and Lori applied lube to his anus and inserted a small butt plug. Paul was then released and Carol Anne took his place. Michael and her sponsor, David, applied the strap to her bottom and inserted the small plug. She was followed by Rick, Ashley, James, and Laura. When the final plug was in place in Laura's ass, the pledges were given their clothes for the trip and told to dress.

They then went upstairs and joined the other members who were dressed in pretty much the same way. Of course they may have been wearing underwear, but Laura couldn't tell for sure. A few minutes later the six sponsors and Kelly and Michael reappeared, dressed and ready to leave. Two of the large fifteen passenger vans were parked outside with a couple of the people who worked for the club and lived in one of the other buildings. Soon all found themselves at the airport where the vans drove directly to a private gate where a small jet was parked. Tom went in to the building to talk to the crew while Barb led everyone on board. The plane looked like it would seat about thirty. There were sets of two seats down each side with a single aisle between them. Each pledge was seated with his or her sponsor and the other members paired up and took their seats. As they had been told to expect, the windows were closed and blacked out. After a few minutes Tom came on board along with two pilots and two stewardesses. In only a few minutes the plane was airborne.

Once they had leveled off, snacks and soft drinks were served and then Tom stood and announced, "It's going to be about a three hour flight. Since there won't be much scenery to look at - this brought a laugh - we've found a movie to maybe set the mood." This brought a few questioning looks from both members and pledges who looked first at each other and then at the stewardesses. They didn't know what was going on, did they? Tom went on smoothly, "This is going to be a mystery adventure, so we have a who-done-it flick. So we might as well get started."

The 'mystery adventure' caused a wave of relaxation through the members. The film would just fit with their cover story. Still, Laura supposed, it might have some connection. Over the next two hours she found out what the connection was. The film was OK at best for plot and acting, but there seemed to be a lot of skin and sex involved in the plot. Even a scene where two girls in bikinis were grabbed off the beach by the bad guys and tied up in an old warehouse. Of course there wasn't anything really explicit, but sex seemed to permeate the whole story line. It didn't help cool her off that John kept running his hand up and down the inside of her leg, either. By the time the film was over Laura was sure she couldn't walk anywhere in public without a wet spot showing on her shorts. From the way the other pledges were squirming around, they were probably in the same fix. And a number of the men - both pledges and members - seemed to have found an interest in magazines which they had spread across their laps.

Finally they were told to prepare for landing and a short decent was followed by touchdown, a taxi, and finally a stop. Everyone left the plane and found they were inside a closed hanger. The only clue to their location was bright sunshine coming through some windows which were too high to show anything except sky. There were two vans parked inside and they were all led over to them where they climbed in and were seated. Again, the outside was sealed off as was the driver's compartment. Tom had said he and Barb were going to be driving and everyone else was in the back. For approximately the next hour they rode along a variety of roads ranging from city streets early on to some kind of freeway to finally a smaller, and judging from the lack of traffic, a more deserted road. They finished with about a ten minute trip down what seemed to be a gravel road of some kind.

The vans stopped and a few seconds later the doors opened. "Welcome to your home for the next ten days," Tom said. Everyone looked around them. They were in front of a large building done in the style of a stone castle. Laura could tell it wasn't completely authentic - there was a lot of stucco and fake stone - but the effect was astounding. The building was set at the end of what must have been two acres of trimmed lawn. Behind the building she could see more lawn and a large lake with a sand beach. Otherwise the entire place was surrounded by woods. There was no other sign of civilization.

"OK," Tom called. "We'll take a quick tour in a second, but first there is the matter of the pledges." He turned towards the six who had gravitated together. "Please remove your clothes. And sponsors, if you would help with these." He held up a nylon sack of items the pledges couldn't see. He then went on, "Until we leave here a week from Monday, you will wear only the cuffs in this bag. No other clothing whatsoever at any time, with the possible exception of shoes. We are completely isolated here so there won't be anyone but members around. For members, clothing is optional."

The pledges removed their shirts and shorts and the sponsors fastened the leather wrist and ankle cuffs on them. Their clothes were collected and placed somewhere out of sight in one of the vans. A harness snap was used to fasten each pledge's wrist cuffs behind his or her back. Laura noticed that several of the members, both male and female, had shed their shirts. The air temperature was in the eighties and with the sunshine she didn't feel cold at all. But then again, the way she felt she probably wouldn't have felt cold if it had been fifty degrees out. The anticipation, the sexy film, the butt plug up her ass, all served to keep her tremendously aroused.

They began their tour of the grounds by entering the massive front door. Laura found herself in a huge room furnished like a castle banquet hall. Long trestle tables, a massive stone fireplace, and the walls hung with tapestries and paintings. Except these paintings showed men and women is various forms of bondage. There was a vide variety of subjects but the theme of all of them was bondage and torture. Here a scantily clad female pirate captain laid into a bound and naked male and female captive with a cat. There a naked woman, strapped and bent against some heavy wooden contraption, was threatened by a pair of hooded members of the inquisition holding hot branding irons. Over there a medieval warrior queen used a riding crop to inspect the genitals of two bound and naked knights who already bore the marks of a whipping. The entire room was decorated in a similar fashion. Statues of nudes sat around the walls.

One of the members said, "Wow. There's enough perversity here to qualify for a National Endowment for the Arts grant." This brought a laugh but he quickly added, "I know what we're doing isn't really perverse - we all want it and no one is hurt - but I couldn't think of a better word."

The great hall, as Laura already thought of it, ran right and left across the front of the house. It was sixty feet wide and about twenty five deep. The ceiling was at least fifteen feet high. Facing them as they entered, and centered on the far wall, was the huge stone fireplace. eight feet across and with a mantel six feet off the floor. Behind them ran a narrow balcony across the entire width of the hall. This was supported by columns every five feet. At many points on the walls and the supporting posts of the balcony were placed steel rings. Laura could imagine some of the uses to which they could be put. To her left as she faced the fireplace was a table long enough to seat at least thirty. On the other side of the fireplace, centered in that part of the room was a raised stage or platform about twelve feet long and six wide. Two wide steps led up to it at either end. Surrounding the stage, against the walls, were leather covered chairs and couches. Laura could see a couple of mounts in the floor of the stage, but could only guess what they were for. In the shadows against the wall under the balcony were several large wooden devices, or pieces of furniture - Laura couldn't be sure what they were in the dim light.

Opening off the main hall were two doors, one at either end of the fireplace wall. As they continued their look around they found that, near the table, behind the left hand door was a complete kitchen not at all in keeping with the medieval theme. In fact it looked more like a hotel kitchen with large walk-in refrigerators and freezers. Barb explained, "There should be all the food we need for the next ten days here. We were promised it would be mostly prepared so that at most all we had to do was put it in the oven or microwave." Looking into one of the refrigerators she said, "I see there are plenty of fresh fruits and salads all ready to go, too. And everything is set up with disposable dishes. We shouldn't have to spend much time on food prep - which will leave time for other things." With this she gave an exaggerated evil look at the pledges.

The other door led into a smaller hallway off of which were a couple of smaller sitting rooms and a staircase. The stairs went both up and down and the group decided to look upstairs first. They found the second floor to be all bedrooms decorated in the medieval style, but with modern bathrooms. The only 'unusual' thing about the rooms was the decorations, which were all on BDSM themes. Paintings of naked men and women being bound and abused adorned the walls and there were often displays of bondage and torture devices hanging in the rooms. Laura noticed that it looked as if the whips and cuffs and stuff could be lifted out of the display and used if someone wanted. The beds along with the walls and ceilings had rings at convenient locations.

The group went back downstairs and continued to the level below ground. As soon as they left the ground level the stairwell was finished to look as though it had been carved out of living rock. At the bottom of the staircase was a heavy iron door which opened into a reproduction of a castle dungeon and torture chamber. There were a couple of reproductions of torture devices which would never be used: for example, there was an iron maiden which would have killed its victim. But there were also some devices which could be used with a little less real damage. A rack with a rough wooden table and a drum to tighten the ropes stood in one corner. Laura noticed that although the table appeared to be rough finished wood it was actually smooth and sealed to prevent splinters. The thought of a torture device which considered the victims' comfort struck her as slightly funny, but very practical for their purposes. There were also a number of different frames for binding the victim is different positions, including the standard X frame, a rounded, half barrel device over which a person could be arched, a couple of different styles and heights of padded tables and several different whipping frames. A small door almost hidden in one corner led to a modern bath and shower. One entire wall was festooned with every imaginable type of whip, strap, and paddle. Another held a vast array of cuffs, straps, and other binding devices.

There was a large cabinet which held an extensive collection of dildos, vibrators, clamps, anal beads, enema equipment, and other toys. There were also some items which Laura found quite frightening: a collection of needles with plastic handles, some things that looked like piercing devices, and even something that looked like a branding iron. Just as she was looking at these, Barb said, "You'll notice that there are some things here for a lot rougher play than we like. This place is owned by a group of really well off BDSM players. As you can imagine it's not cheap. They rent it out to groups some of the time and some of these people are really into the master-slave lifestyle. Our rules make any of the dangerous stuff completely off limits. So you don't have to worry about going home with holes in your tits or someone's initials on your ass."

As the group went back upstairs and out the back door, Tom added, "We're not limited to the dungeon downstairs. As I said earlier this place is completely isolated and private. The grounds include well over a thousand acres and there is actually a perimeter alarm which would let us know if anyone entered. The lake, the beach, the woods are all open to us alone and we'll probably be doing a lot of playing outdoors. No one will be close enough to hear you scream and, unless the satellite reconnaissance office happens to be looking down right at this spot, no one will see you. And if they do we might have a couple of excited photo interpretation people - but who can they tell?"

Laura looked out over what had to be six or seven acres of lawn which, at the far end, sloped down towards the sand beach. She also noticed that at several locations there were unusual devices. Several could be whipping posts of some form and, yes, there were several pillories! There were also stakes with attached rings set well down on the ground which Laura imagined could be used to bind a victim spreadeagled on the grass. A number of trees were spread around the lawn and some seemed to have ropes or chains dangling from various places. There were a few benches and tables, which could have been for picnics, or for other play. And in one corner Laura saw three devices which she couldn't identify. Each looked like a round post set into the ground at about a forty-five degree angle. It was about eight or nine feet long and the top of the post was supported by a vertical support making it look like a right triangle. "well," she thought, "I'm sure I'll find out what they're for before we leave."




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 07



Off to the side of the lawn, a hill rose above the lakeshore. Scattered across this were some six or eight small buildings, looking sort of like medieval huts but, Laura suspected, which were actually like resort guest houses. There was definitely a lot of money in this place. As if reading her mind, Barb said, "As you can see, nothing about this place is cheap. Our club couldn't begin to afford a place like this even with the large donations from our past members. The people in the group which does own it are, to say the least, a very select group. And, no, I don't actually know who they are. I do know even renting it isn't something we can afford to do very often, so let's enjoy it while we're here." Then she looked at the six pledges and said, "Of course, some of us may enjoy it more than others. We are here to initiate you, after all. Which leads me to another point. Your initiation will last for five days. Wednesday night you will become full members. For the next four and a half days - until we leave Monday afternoon - all of us will use the facilities as equals."

Laura found this to be somewhat surprising, but not displeasing. She had expected to undergo ordeals thought up by the members for the entire week and a half. Now she might have the chance to try some of the things she wanted on John or some of the other members. Well, she might as well wait to think about that until she got through the next five days.

Barb went on to tell them a little about the week. "Until the end of your initiation - Hell Week, as our Greek friends call it - pledges will remain completely naked at all times. Actually you'll find that many of the members will also. After the initiation I expect that most every one will. Pledges will also find that they are bound in one fashion or another almost all of the time. You will be used sexually in every way imaginable and be subjected to a variety of punishments and 'tortures,' but remember we will always honor a safe word if you use it. But we don't expect you to use it unless you really have to. These activities will be very strenuous so we want to be sure we don't overdo it. We want to make sure you have plenty of food, but not big meals, so you will get snacks every now and then. And especially be sure to drink enough. It's warm here and you will be sweating - I'm sure of that. We don't want any of you to become dehydrated. Likewise we'll want you to take naps sometimes, but you still may not get a lot of sleep. You'll probably come back from this 'vacation' pretty tired, but I'll be willing to bet, very happy. Now I think it's about time we got started." This brought a cheer from the members and several grabbed a pledge each and began guiding them over to a group of the tables and benches. A couple of members disappeared in the direction of the house.

Laura soon found herself on her back with her hips resting on one end of a table. Her hands were bound over her head to the table's other end and her legs were spread wide and fastened to either side of the table legs. A small pillow had been placed under her ass so as to raise her pubes. A blindfold was placed over her eyes, shutting out all sight. She began to feel light caresses on her nipples and the inside of her thighs. She still had the plug in her ass and sometimes someone would tap it or twist it around. She was rapidly becoming more excited when she felt something warm and wet applied to her pussy. It felt like a hot washcloth, but she couldn't be sure. The teasing of her nipples continued until the cloth was removed and a warm, wet 'something' was spread across her entire groin area. Just as the first stroke of the razor began, Laura realized the something was shaving cream and she was to made completely bare. She hadn't really given this much thought even though she had noticed that most of the regular female club members were clean shaven there. As the strokes were completed - even inside the crack of her ass! - she became aware of every little breeze or touch to her newly bared skin. Finally another warm cloth was used to wipe away any remaining cream and warm oil spread across the whole of her nether regions. The blindfold was removed and Laura looked down and saw herself as she hadn't been for the past eight or nine years. Even though she had been walking around with no clothing, removing this small patch of hair left her feeling incredibly naked. She looked around and saw that Ashley and Carol Anne had also been relieved of their bushes. The men's had been trimmed a little, but not shaven off. One of the women explained, "We didn't shave the men because if some one sees you in the shower or gym or whatever, they probably wouldn't give it another thought. It isn't completely unheard of after all. But a clean shaven man might arouse more comment and we don't want to embarrass any one. We're all in the club for the fun of it, remember."

While she had been talking, the girl had been lightly running her fingers across Laura's pussy. Laura could only think, "Amen! If I have much more 'fun' I'll probably rape the nearest man, women, or maybe even a tree or something. Despite the ropes holding me down."

"I think it's time to remind the pledges of their status," Kelly called out. "Take them to the posts!"

Laura and the others were untied from the tables and led to a group of three posts set into the ground. Each post was about four inches in diameter and six and a half feet tall. Near the top was a crosspiece about five feet along. Laura found herself facing the post with her wrist cuffs tied to the ends of the cross piece and her ankles spread and attached to rings on short stakes in the ground. On the opposite side of the post, James was being tied in a similar position. Looking around, she saw that the other two posts had Ashley and Paul on one and Carol Anne and Rick on the other bound in a similar manner. It didn't take a lot to figure that a whipping would soon be coming.

"In honor of the beginning of your initiation," Tom began, "you will receive your first punishment from your sponsors. So, sponsors, take your instruments of correction and .. Onward! And don't spare the pledges."

Each sponsor moved behind his or her pledge. The rest of the members gathered in a loose circle around the six. Laura could see Janet, James sponsor, shaking out a cat with three foot lashes atop an eighteen inch handle. She looked around and saw each of the other sponsors with a similar whip and assumed, correctly, that John held another one behind her. Laura knew she was about to be whipped and that it would probably hurt as much as any of the previous whippings she had received. She knew she was naked and on full display for the eighteen men and women around her. She should have been afraid, or embarrassed, or even terrified, but she realized that what she did feel was unbelievably turned on. She was dripping and she could already feel her pussy contracting in rhythmic waves. 

She looked down and saw James' cock, long and hard, sticking straight out and realized he felt the same way. She also wished the post wasn't between them because she wanted that cock - or almost any cock - buried deep inside her. Of course, all the anticipation and not having any sexual relief for a week helped to keep her aroused, but she realized that the idea that for the next several days she would be held as a naked captive, bound, teased, tortured, and used as a sexual plaything was what she wanted more than almost anything. She was just thinking, "How much I've changed in the last couple of months - and how much I like it!" when the first lash fell across her taut ass and she forgot about reflection. Her world condensed to the hot stripes falling repeatedly across her body and the equally hot feeling between her legs. Each stroke brought a cry, but how much was from the pain and how much was from the excitement, she couldn't honestly have said.

The whipping continued with the tails striking everywhere between her knees and shoulders and wrapping around onto her breasts and stomach. She could see James' reactions to his blows and hear his cries and screams and those of the other pledges - were some of those screams hers? - and she saw the reactions of the watching members. They often cheered for a particularly effective stroke and many were casually feeling up each other while they watched. Finally the whipping ended and the six exhausted pledges hung by their wrists from the posts. The ordeal had done nothing to cool the pledges off. Laura was soaking and could feel her juices running down the insides of her legs. James and the other two men had cocks as long and hard as Laura had ever seen them. But in their current positions there was nothing any of the pledges could do about it. Laura suddenly felt someone twisting and removing the plug which had been in her bottom since that morning. It was a great relief when the stretching intruder was gone, but she also felt a strange emptiness.

Tom said, "We'll just let you pledges 'hang in there' for a little while. I need to check on a couple of things and I can see that some of the other members have some things they want to do. This last was accompanied by a knowing leer at two or three couples who were rapidly getting lost in each other and were starting to move off looking for a likely piece of ground to claim for their own relief.

James and Laura looked at each other across the post. James said, "It's probably a good thing we have the post there. Otherwise I'd probably rape you before they could even get us loose."

Laura grinned back and said, "Not a chance!"

James responded, "Oh? What makes you think I wouldn't?"

"Because," Laura said, "You'd never get the chance. I'd rape you first. I really need that hard cock in me and I'd fuck you so fast you wouldn't know what hit you." A part of her mind thought, "Did I really say that? Me? Shy Laura?"

James grinned at her with a distinct leer. "Why don't we see if we can push far enough around the post to get started." With this he pulled as hard as he could against his bonds and tried to bring his hips around the post to Laura's right. Laura responded immediately and stretched to make her own hips meet his. However, the two found that they were just too closely bound and the closest they could come was to just brush the tip of James' cock against Laura's newly bared pubes. This only served to further frustrate the pair. They could, however, move their heads together around the post and could at least French kiss. They spent the next fifteen minutes or so with their tongues exploring each other's mouth and getting more and more horny.

Several of the members returned and untied the pledges from their posts. Their hands were immediately refastened behind their backs and they still could do nothing to bring themselves release. By now Laura guessed it was probably three or four o'clock, but because they had been allowed no watches, she could only guess. The six pledges were taken to another part of the lawn where they were bound on their backs to the low stakes Laura had seen earlier. Kelly told them, "We want you to take a nap for a couple of hours so you'll be in good shape for tonight. But the sun is brighter here than you're used to and there are parts of you that haven't really seen the sun too much before. We don't want you to get sunburned, so we'll help out with a little sunscreen." She and several other members then proceeded to apply the slick sunscreen all over the exposed pledges. Laura noticed that everyone who 'helped' with her lotion took the opportunity to tease her nipples and pussy lips as they applied the slick oil. When they had finished Laura thought she was so turned on she could never take a nap, but the warm sun and light breeze combined to overcome her and the first thing she noticed she was being awakened and the sun seemed to have jumped a couple of hours.

"It's time for supper," Kelly told them. Tonight we'll all eat together, but tomorrow night you will have the privilege of serving us. There will, however, be some extra rules tonight. First you will be seated where you are shown on a special 'pledge seat.' Second, whenever a member leaves of comes back to the table, you will rise and then be reseated. And finally you will be bound to the table - somewhat uniquely - during the meal."

The questioning looks indicated that none of the pledges knew exactly what she meant, but Laura assumed they would soon find out.

When the group arrived at the house, their hands were bound in front of them connected by an eight inch chain. They were allowed to wash up and were then taken into the great hall where the table was already set with food at each place. The pledges were shown to their seats which were scattered around the table. It was easy to see what Kelly had meant by 'pledge seat.' Their seats consisted of a rounded wood cylinder about six inches across held up at chair height. But the really unique feature was the dildo sticking straight up. For the men it was obvious where this shaft would go when they sat. For the women a closer examination revealed that the dildos were intended for their pussies. All the dildos were well covered with Vaseline and as they sat, each one slid home with no problem. Then Kelly attached nipple clamps to each pledge. Each clamp had a short piece of light chain attached. These Kelly fastened to the table edge directly in front of each pledge. The chains were long enough so that there was slack, even when the pledge sat up straight as directed. But when the first member came to take his place at Laura's table, she found that the chains were short enough so that when she stood, they pulled, stretching her hard nipples. Also the sensation of the dildo sliding in and out as she stood and sat again was something which she could not have imagined without trying it.

The meal passed with members finding one excuse or another to go and come, keeping the pledges busy rising off of their dildos and impaling themselves again. Finally the meal was finished and the pledges were released from the clips and had their hands fastened behind their backs again.

The pledges were taken to the other end of the room near the raised stage. They were bound facing the stage, in pairs - boy-girl - with their backs to the balcony supporting columns and with their hands raised above their heads. While some of the members disposed of the remains of the meal, others dragged out one of the pieces of 'furniture' from the wall under the balcony and placed it on the stage. This consisted of a table, covered with padded leather. The table was eight feet long and two and a half or three feet wide. As with everything else in this place, there were steel rings on the sides and ends.

The members began to gather around the stage. Some came over to tease the pledges with light cresses of fingers and tongues before moving to the chairs and couches surrounding the stage. Finally Kelly and Michael mounted the stage and spoke. "As this is the first night of their initiation," Michael began, "and since they have been without relief for several days, we thought that each should be very soundly fucked for your entertainment."

"And," Kelly added, "their sponsors will have the honor of taking them first, but afterwards we invite you to join in. Remember there are six pledges, so don't wear yourselves out on the first one. Now we will draw to see who is first." She reached into a bowl that Michael held out to her and pulled out a slip of paper. "James!" she announced.

James was untied from the column and bound tightly stretched on his back on the table. His legs were spread about a foot apart and fastened to the foot of the table while his hands were spread much wider and attached to the top. His cock was sticking straight up and his full balls hung heavily between his legs. Janet approached the foot of the table and looking James directly in the eyes, dropped the robe she had been wearing and stood naked looking down at him. She then began to lightly cress him with her fingertips, stroking his entire body from forehead to ankles, but skipping his straining genitals. The effect was obvious. James strained against his bonds and his breathing became fast and shallow. 

This went on for ten minutes and then Janet began to use her tongue and lips. First around his nipples and then down his stomach and on down the insides of his thighs. Again she avoided his sex. Another five minutes of this and finally she brought her mouth to his cock and lightly licked the very tip. James was ready to scream and the next few minutes of this teasing nearly drove him wild. Finally Janet climbed onto the table and placed a knee on either side of his hips. Slowly she guided his cock until just the tip penetrated her pussy. She then began to lower and raise herself just enough to push him further but not enough to make him come just yet. Just as it seemed James was about to scream in frustration, Janet lowered herself all the way, deeply impaling herself on James' long cock. For the next minute she rode him hard and James responded by trying to break his bonds to lift himself higher off the table. But he couldn't last long and by the end of the minute he was exploding into her with an incredible orgasm which Janet matched with one of her own within seconds.

When Janet had finished riding the waves of her own release, she climbed down and beckoned to the members. Two more of the girls responded by stripping and coming onto the stage. They immediately began to stimulate James who was still in a sensitive condition from his own orgasm. They soon had him hard again and one straddled his face while the other rode his cock until all three exploded in their own release. James was taken from the table and returned to the balcony. However this time his hands were bound together over his head to the lip of the balcony and his feet were spread a couple of feet apart and anchored to rings in the floor located two feet farther back so that he was stretched at a sixty degree angle or so. A butt plug was worked into his ass and a pair of lightly weighted clamps attached to his nipples.

Kelly once more drew a name and announced, "Laura." Laura's heart seemed to skip a beat and she became even more excited as she was bound in place where James had just been. The leather was still warm from his body and she could smell the sex juices of both James and the women. John approached from her feet and, naked himself, began to tease her bare body. Much as James had been, Laura was aroused almost to screaming and constantly twisted and strained against her bonds. When John finally plunged his manhood deeply within her, she screamed at the release and then screamed again seconds later as she came with a tremendously hard orgasm and triggered a similar reaction in John. After John, Laura was teased with fingers and tongues and fucked by two more men and one woman. She also licked the men clean and ate a couple of the women to their own orgasms.

Laura was released from the table and tied in a fashion similar to James. Her wrists were fastened to the balcony lip and her ankles pulled back and spread. She was leaning forward, suspended by her wrists. A butt plug and small weighted clamps were added and she watched in frustration as Carol Anne, Rick, Ashley, and Paul were each teased and ravished in front of the entire membership. By the time all six pledges had had their turn on the table, it was past midnight. All were stretched from the balcony lip, stuffed and clipped. The clips were removed causing new waves of pain from the returning blood and the members used a number of small whips to sting nipples, buttocks, bellies, and genitals.

Finally, the pledges were released and, with their hands bound behind their backs, taken into the showers and washed by their sponsors. They were then each bound face up to their beds and blindfolded. As Laura lay in blackness she found that surprisingly she was still excited sexually. She had had more sex tonight - and in more different forms - that even most sexually active women had in two weeks. And yet she craved more! She soon got her wish. Someone began to run his tongue around her nipples and then down to lick her clit. After fifteen minutes of this teasing, she felt a hard male body atop her and a hard cock sliding deeply into her body. Both she and the unknown man came hard in huge orgasms. Then, nearly exhausted, she fell asleep. But twice more during the night she was again ravished by unknown men. She fell asleep after the last time thinking that this had only been the first day - not a full day, at that - of her initiation. There were still several to go!



The Adventurers' Club Pt. 08



 Chapter 12

Laura was awakened the next morning by someone shaking her shoulder. Before she had come completely awake she felt something - a lot of leather strips and a handle - pushing at her tits. As her hands were released and the blindfold removed, she heard sounds throughout the room and someone saying, "All right, pledges, time to wake up. You have exercises and your morning whipping before breakfast."

Laura woke quickly. Morning whipping? She should have guessed. The pledges were allowed a quick bathroom stop and then Kelly and Michael took them outside to the back lawn. The six of them were formed into a group and made to exercise: sit ups, push ups, running in place, jumping jacks. Laura found that doing jumping jacks naked was an entirely new experience. The exercises continued for fifteen or twenty minutes while Kelly and Michael encouraged the pledges with a few well placed strokes of their whips.

Finally Michael called a halt. He led the pledges down to the sand beach and to a twelve foot pole which was supported horizontally about eight feet off the ground by strong posts at either end. The six pledges were lined up under the pole and their hands were fastened to dangling chains and pulled above their heads so they were forced to stand on tip toe. When all six were stretched, Michael explained, "You will be starting every day out here with a whipping to get you in the mood. So you might as well learn to appreciate it."

With this he and Kelly proceeded to move around the six and deliver several dozen blows with the cats each was carrying. The whipping, while not severe, covered most parts of their bodies and left a lot of red skin. Laura realized that the whipping and the exercise had turned her on and she was already looking forward to the day even though she was sure it would bring a lot of pain as well as sexual pleasure. She thought to herself, "Torture before breakfast! And I'm loving it."

Eventually they were released and taken back to the house where they were given the chance to shower and were then taken into the great hall. Here the rest of the members were already digging into the piles of fresh fruit and breads that were laid out along with several kinds of fruit juice. It was obvious that, although they wanted the pledges to be well fed and have a lot of energy, a heavy, fat and protein meal was not even considered.

When everyone had finished, Tom announced, "We're planning to take the girls out for a game of tag, have you women got something planned for our male pledges?"

Barb replied, as though she hadn't really thought about it, "I suppose we can take them down to the dungeon and work them over until lunch time. How's that sound?" This was met by cheers from the female members.

Laura was thinking, "Tag? I'll bet it's not quite the same game we used to play as kids."

A few minutes later, as she and Carol Anne and Ashley stood out on the lawn and the rules were explained, she found that she was right. Tom explained. "Each of you will be it one at a time. I'm sure we can find something to keep the other two out of the way. The playing area is limited to the marked area of the lawn, about twenty yards across. The girl who is it will be in the center surrounded by all the rest of us except one. One of us will sit out each game to see that everyone stays in the area where they belong. This is necessary because all of the men will be blindfolded. The girl will not be blindfolded, but we'll do something else to make it known where she is. I think we'll start with Ashley. Come over here, Ashley."

Ashley glanced at the other two, shrugged, and went over to Tom. "Turn around, bend over and grab your ankles. That's right, now spread your feet a little more. Turn your toes in." In this position Ashley was not surprised to feel a finger applying lube to her asshole. She felt a little playing with the finger working in and out and a lot of Vaseline being applied. Tom then brought something around in front of her. "Look at this." Ashley saw a silk scarf about two feet square. However, one corner was tied into two knots spaced about two inches apart. Once she had seen it, Tom went back behind her and she soon felt the knots being pushed, one at a time, into her anus. The sensation was awfully exciting by itself and the feel of the scarf dangling down from her ass served to increase how turned on she was. Tom went on, "OK, you can stand up now. To win one of the men must retrieve the scarf. You are to try to prevent this. But since the men are blindfolded, we need to give you a handicap." With this he approached her and began to play with her nipples until they were both hard. He then applied two rubber coated clamps and attached to each clamp were several small bells. Ashley realized that each time she moved the bells would sound, giving away her location. But Tom wasn't through. He took two more small belled clamps and attached them to her pussy lips. Her hands were bound together in front of her. Now there was no way she could move quietly.

Tom went on, "As I said to win a man must get the scarf. For you to win you must avoid losing the scarf for ten minutes. If you win, the next girl is it and you can rest. If someone gets the scarf, however, he wins and you are the prize. You are his for the next fifteen minutes. All right, why don't a couple of you guys tie our other two playmates to a tree over there and then get your blindfolds on. I'll sit out the first round."

Laura found herself tied with her back to one of the trees at the edge of the play area, her hands raised above her head. Carol Anne was tied next to her and both were positioned so they could watch the game. The eight men surrounded Ashley about twenty feet away from her and each tied a black silk blindfold over his eyes. The men were all wearing the short leather kilts favored by the club members, but were otherwise nude. When all were ready, Tom called a start. Ashley saw the men begin to move towards her and tried to move slowly to one side in the hopes of getting through between two of the approaching men. But no matter how slowly she tried to move the bells sounded. Not always loudly, but enough so that any of the men near her who were listening at all could hear. She finally realized that stealth wasn't going to work and instead made the choice to move quickly and not worry so much about the noise. This technique worked for a couple of minutes, even once allowing her to move through the line of men. 

However the tinkling bells gave her away and soon she found herself surrounded once again. Tom called times every minute and after five had been called, Ashley began to believe she might have a chance. But as Ashley once again tried to get through two of the men, both turned directly towards her just when she was about to pass between them. One caught the scarf and gave a sharp yank, but he must have had a bad grip. For just as Ashley felt the first knot slide out through her tight ring of muscle, the scarf slipped through his fingers. Ashley was so busy backing away from him that she didn't notice the other man behind her until she bumped into him. His reactions were fast, though, and he grabbed the scarf and pulled it free. With a yell of victory he held it up and pulled off his blindfold. The others soon had their eyes uncovered and all moved to closely surround Ashley. Tom declared the game over and that Peter, the man with the scarf, was the winner. He then removed the clamps from Ashley's tits and pussy lips and said, "Go ahead and collect, Peter. Have at her."

Ashley was seized by three of the men and laid down on her back on the lawn. One pulled her hands over her head and two others grabbed her ankles and pulled them a good three feet apart. Peter approached, smiling. He knelt beside her and began to suck her tender nipples. Ashley had already been turned on and this treatment began to drive her wild. But after a couple of minutes, Peter stopped and stood. Ashley was afraid he was going to leave her frustrated, but she needn't have worried. He only stood to remove his kilt and reveal one of the largest cocks in the club. He again went to his knees and began to lick, suck, and nibble Ashley's pussy as she squirmed, nearly going wild with desire. Finally as Tom indicated that twelve of his fifteen minutes had passed, Peter mounted Ashley, plunging deeply inside her in a single stroke as he laid his hard body full length on top of her. Ashley was so wet that he met almost no resistance as his cock slid in and, in fact, was met by Ashley's hips thrusting hard against him. Within two minutes both of them came long and hard, Ashley screaming out as she came.

Ashley was now taken over to the tree and replaced Carol Anne next to Laura. Carol Anne was prepared with the scarf and bell clips and the men once again donned their blindfolds. This time Peter sat out and Tom joined the games. Carol Anne lasted seven minutes before Brad claimed her scarf and her. Brad removed her pussy clamps but left her nipple clamps with their bells in place. After playing with her for ten minutes, he made her stand with her feet about six inches apart, toes turned in, and bend over and grab her ankles. The then proceeded to pound into her from behind. Each thrust brought forth more ringing from the bells attached to her nipple clamps but also often excited squeals from Carol Anne.

Laura's turn was next and she lasted only six minutes before her "flag" was captured by Tom. He retied her hands behind her, teased her for several minutes and ended by lying on his back with Laura impaled on him and stretched out along his body. He then worked a finger into her ass and played with her there while the two of them reached incredible orgasms.

Laura assumed that once all three of them had been it, the game would end, but found she was wrong. As Laura was tied back to the tree, Ashley was brought out again and the game proceeded Each of the women was it three times and none was able to last the ten minutes without getting caught. Actually none of them really wanted to avoid capture, but all really tried as part of the game. Finally, with the time approaching noon, Tom called a halt and everyone went back inside for a quick shower before lunch.

Even though the lunch was fairly light, everyone knew that it would be a good idea to avoid strenuous activity for a little while. Janet suggested maybe a movie would be a good idea and everyone agreed. This was to be the pattern after lunch for the rest of their stay. Although the great hall looked eleventh century, it had many modern features. One of these which Laura had not noticed was a large screen TV which was located behind one of the tapestries. The rest of the system was hidden inside a closed cabinet. Tom and Janet went to choose a movie from the stock which he told everyone was provided with the house while the other members arranged themselves and the pledges on the couches and rugs at the far end of the great hall. To no one's surprise the pledges were bound in various ways, but none really uncomfortably. After all, Laura reasoned, resting after lunch wouldn't do any good is she was bound so tightly that all her muscles were under a constant strain. Besides, by now, she was used to having her hands bound behind her and her legs spread, so she lay back on the leather covered couch and relaxed. When Tom and Janet returned and started the tape, Laura was not surprised to find that it was an X-rated BDSM tape. In this one a group of young men and women were camping in the mountains and captured by a motorcycle gang which then proceeded to punish and use them sexually in a vast number of unlikely ways. No matter how silly the plot was, Laura - and as far as she could see, everyone else - became aroused from the explicit scenes unfolding on the large screen.

When the film ended Barb announced that the girls would be taking the three male pledges out for a game of tag. The three still didn't know what to expect, but as Barb picked up three scarves and a bag of something that seemed to tinkle when it moved, Laura and the other two women looked at each other and grinned. They knew the men were in for an interesting time.

Tom then said that the men might as well take the three women down to the dungeon for awhile. As Laura, Carol Anne, and Ashley entered the dungeon, they were greeted with what appeared to be a medieval torture chamber lit by dozens of flickering candles. Each of the three was chained to iron rings set in the stone walls, hands above heads and legs spread. Over the next several hours they were bound in a variety of positions, whipped with any number of instruments, penetrated with dildos, vibrators, and several male cocks, They were stretched, flogged, paddled, switched, clamped, and otherwise punished. They were also teased and excited and stimulated to a dozen or more orgasms. None of the punishments was particularly harsh and Laura assumed they were saving something for that night after dinner.

After several hours of nearly constant stimulation, the three girls were taken down and led through a small door off of the dungeon. Inside, in complete contrast to the medieval room they had just left, was a modern bathroom area. There was a large, open, walk in shower area, sinks, and four toilets. There were no partitions or walls of any kind except for two semi-enclosing the showers. The entire floor was tiled and slightly slanted towards a floor drain so water spilled anywhere would not pool. Laura also noticed what looked to be a couple of ordinary garden hoses coiled and hanging on one wall. In addition there were several pieces of chrome and vinyl furniture, including some low, padded stools and tables, and what could only be racks for binding the victims in various positions.

The pledges had their wrist and ankle cuffs replaced with cuffs made of nylon and velcro and Laura assumed that this was so water wouldn't harm them. They were then bound face down to three of the padded tables which stood only about a foot off the floor. Three of the men came over and began to lubricate each pledge's rectum and Laura immediately guessed they were in for enemas. This was soon confirmed as a relatively large and long nozzle was inserted deeply within her bottom. Stands holding large enema bags were moved over and the tubing was attached to the nozzles. As the clamps were released and the hot water began to slowly flow into them, several of the men began to stroke and stimulate the girls. Before all the water - there must have been at least three liters - had entered them, all three were aroused and straining against their bonds. But they were not to get release yet. When all the water was inside, the nozzles were removed and the pledges were told to hold it. After several minutes of straining to retain the flood within themselves, the women were unfastened and allowed to release. Despite the fact that she was sitting naked on a toilet in front of two other women and nine men, Laura was surprised to find that she was only mildly embarrassed and still greatly aroused. It just proved that you could get used to almost anything - especially if the fun outweighed the other factors.

When all the pledges had emptied themselves, they were again tied to the low tables and the entire process repeated. This time, however, they had to hold the enemas for at least ten minutes - almost twice as long as the first time. Again they were allowed to relieve themselves and this time they were bound standing, their feet spread about eighteen inches apart, and their hands pulled over their heads and attached to ceiling chains. And again they were lubed and nozzles inserted, but this time they were the inflatable Bardex nozzles. The balls were inflated and the invaders were sealed in each female bottom with no chance of removal or leakage. Enema bags were refilled and hung even higher so that when the clamps were released the water - an even larger quantity - rushed into them. While they were filling the men stimulated them and this time let them continue on to orgasm. They were made to hold the fluid for quite some time and left hanging there while the men teased and tormented them.

After the three were finally allowed to remove the Bardex nozzles and relieve themselves, they were taken into the shower area and again secured to ceiling chains with their hands high over their heads. The hoses were now put to use, but Laura was glad to discover that they must have had something added to limit the pressure because they did not have the damaging stream which a normal hose could produce. Still, being washed down with cold water under a hard spray was not exactly pleasant, but Laura did notice it caused her nipples to stick out harder and longer than she had ever seen them. Finally the pledges were released and dried with large, soft towels and taken upstairs for dinner.

They were taken into a small room off the kitchen where the three male pledges awaited. From the way they looked and acted, Laura guessed they had been through the same type of enema treatment in some other shower room. The pledges were told they were to eat first and then serve the members in the great hall. Laura imagined that they would probably have to do more than most waitresses. "And," she thought to herself, "we probably won't even get any tips."

The serving began in a normal enough fashion, except for the fact that the six were totally naked and most of the members were nearly so, wearing only the small kilts or similar clothing. However, Laura immediately noticed that alongside each plate with the forks and spoons was a riding crop. It didn't take long to find out what these were for. As Carol Anne put a plate in front of a member and started to go get another, she was stopped by a sharp call. "Pledge, you did not align this plate correctly. It is sitting too far to the right." With this the member stood from his place and picked up the riding crop. He took hold of Carol Anne's elbow and turned her with her back to the table. "Assume the position." Carol Anne wasn't sure exactly what position but guessed and bent over to grab her ankles while spreading her feet a foot and a half apart. At the last second she remembered to turn in her toes. "Very good," the member said. "Three to help you remember." With this he applied three strokes of the crop across the girl's waiting ass.

The rest of the meal proceeded in this way with members finding all kinds of excuses to apply correction to the pledges. There seemed to be no discrimination - both male and female pledges received strokes from both the men and women seated at the tables in approximately equal numbers. Finally the meal ended and the pledges cleared the table.

When everyone was finished, a short bathroom break was allowed and then the pledges were taken to the other end of the great hall. In the center of the "stage" area were two frames and Carol Anne and James were bound to these, standing, bent over and stretched forward with their legs spread. The other four pledges were taken to the end of the stage where they were bound with their legs spread and bent forward at about a forty-five degree angle over a padded bar.

Tom began speaking, "Tonight, for you entertainment, we are going to subject the pledges to a new experience. Well, for four of them it's new and the other two have probably never experienced it in front of an audience."

While he was speaking, the sponsors of Laura and the other three pledges came up behind them and began to apply Vaseline to their rear openings. Laura had never imagined she could be so sensitive sexually in this area of her body, but had found out over the last few weeks that most things done to her there were extremely erotic. As John's finger worked in and out, twisting back and forth, she became extremely aroused. He applied a lot of lube and then started pushing something inside. Laura couldn't tell exactly what it was. It was small - only about a quarter of inch across. It was flexible, but not limp, cool and smooth. And long! It seemed to slide in forever and Laura began to wonder if it was a rubber tube or something. But it didn't really feel like a rubber tube. She couldn't figure it out, but it felt good. John must have pushed ten inches or so of whatever it was inside her when he stopped and she felt something soft at the end of the thing begin to tickle her anus. With a few strokes of his fingers across her nipples and clit, John left and went to join the other members to watch the action on stage.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 08



Laura looked over at the other pledges and, by straining her neck a little, could see what was sticking out of Rick's ass. No! It couldn't be. She twisted a little more and saw that, yes, Ashley had the same thing embedded in her bottom. "And I must too," Laura thought as she felt herself begin to blush, and not just on her face. She knew she was turning red all the way down past her breasts. Being given an enema and expelling it in mixed company hadn't really embarrassed her. Spending all of her time naked, indoors and out, no longer seemed even odd. But here she was, bent over in front of the whole group, with a bright yellow daffodil sticking out of her ass!

Laura decided that if this was to embarrass them, it had worked exceptionally well. But before she could dwell on it too long, her attention was drawn back to Carol Anne and James. Their sponsors, David and Janet, moved up behind them. David wore the standard leather kilt and Janet was covered by a short robe. Both began to stroke and play with their pledges, lightly running their fingers all over, pinching and rolling nipples, caressing genitals, and finally beginning to finger the anus. "So this is why we had all those enemas," thought Laura. Then it suddenly hit her: she was soon going to be where Carol Anne was now and, if she was right, would be getting her ass fucked. "Well," she thought, "I did join the club because I wanted to try new things." The idea of taking it in the rear had stirred her imagination from the first night at the club and now it looked like she was going to get to try it for real.

David and Janet were now inserting well lubed fingers deeply into their pledges who were obviously reacting favorably. Laura could hear their breathing coming faster and could see them straining against their bonds. She was sure she could even see juices running down Carol Anne's legs from her squirming pussy. Finally when it looked like the two pledges were ready to scream, David dropped his kilt revealing his rock hard cock. He applied lube to it while Janet continued to tease James and then placed the head at the entrance to Carol Anne's rear passage. His cock looked enormous against the small girl's tight bottom and Laura wondered how he could possibly enter her without tearing her wide open. Then she remembered that when she and Ashley had been discussing anal sex with Carol Anne, she had said that she had tried it and found that with the right guy it really turned her on. And David looked like he knew what he was doing. He slowly pressed forward and even from where she was, Laura could see the head of his cock disappear into Carol Anne's tiny passage. 

He stopped and over the next several minutes worked his way in and out until finally, with one hard thrust, he buried himself all the way inside. Carol Anne reacted with a loud gasp and pushed back against him. After holding himself all the way inside for half a minute, David began to thrust in and out with longer and harder strokes. As much as her bonds allowed, Carol Anne tried to match him, pushing backwards to impale herself more deeply whenever he started forward. In only a short while, both of the pair suddenly slammed together and froze, shaking, as their orgasms started. Neither were quiet when they came, with Carol Anne screaming loudly. As the audience applauded, the two slowly came back down to earth. Carol Anne seemed to hang exhausted and David used his arms to help himself stand. He remained near Carol Anne, quietly and slowly stroking and caressing her.

Now Janet dropped her robe and Laura saw she had on one of the dildo harnesses she had seen that first night. Attached to the front was a very lifelike seven inch rubber cock which Janet proceeded to lubricate. She then placed it at the entrance to James' rear passage and the previous scene was replayed with both Janet and James obviously enjoying the results. Janet caressed his balls while thrusting deeply into his rear and finally with his own cry, James came ejaculating in several long, full spurts. Again applause greeted the couple as they calmed down. The two pledges were then untied and lead by their sponsors to join them on a couple of the leather covered couches beside the stage. Evidently they were going to get to watch the rest of the show in comfort.

Suddenly John and Lori began to unfasten Laura and Paul and to lead them towards the recently vacated frames. As Laura turned around to climb up the steps she saw Ashley's eyes suddenly fly wide open and her jaw drop. She then looked like she was trying awfully hard to keep from having a wild fit of laughter. Laura wondered what had caused that. Despite Laura's first instinctive reaction, Ashley didn't look like she was laughing at Laura's bright yellow blossom still sticking out of her ass. She acted more like she had just got some really funny joke. Laura didn't have much time to wonder about it, though, as she was soon stretched and bent over the padded frame and John was teasing her nipples and sliding his fingers all over including up her slit and across her clit. 

Tom spoke and announced, "The last two have tried this before, but for these other four it will be a brand new experience." Suddenly it dawned on Laura what the joke that Ashley had figured out was. She had to suppress her own laugh, but soon forgot about the joke as John's fingers began to arouse her even more. Through a kind of fog she heard Tom finish, "Yes, you actually get to see these four pledges be deflowered." The groans and laughter which followed this died as the watching group began to concentrate on the two young people being stimulated on the stage. This time Paul was first and John continued to tease Laura while Lori pumped into and out of Paul's ass until he, too, came, spraying his load in long arcs across the stage.

Then it was her turn. John increased the pace and began to more intently pull and squeeze her nipples and rub her clit. Laura felt she was about to come even if she wasn't penetrated at all. She could feel her pussy and her asshole pulsating and wanting desperately to be filled. Suddenly John's hands stopped roaming and slid slowly across Laura's bottom. She felt him grasp the flower and begin, ever so slowly, to pull the long stem from her rear passage. Laura's body tried to hold the escaping stem. The feel of this intruder slowly sliding out was one of the most erotic things Laura had ever experienced. When the end of the stem finally slipped out, the feeling of emptiness and wanting was almost totally overwhelming. But she didn't have long to worry about it. Almost immediately she felt the lubricated head of John's hard cock pressing against her anus. Slowly, but without hesitation, he pressed forward and Laura felt herself stretching to accept him.

Over the last several weeks she had become used to having dildos and butt plugs inserted into her bottom and usually found the experience of having them slide inside highly exciting. But this was warm, hard, living flesh. It felt a thousand times better than any dildo. And while it was not quite as large a diameter as the fat part of some of the butt plugs, it also did not taper back to a narrow neck like one of the plugs. So she was stretched wide enough to be uncomfortable without the relief of closing back around the narrow part. But the stretch felt wonderful! How it could hurt and feel so good at the same time, Laura couldn't understand, but she had no desire to expel the invader. Quite the opposite! She now began to press back as best she could, trying to impale herself more deeply. Soon she felt John's thighs press against her cheeks and his balls rub against her. He held himself as far in as possible and Laura involuntarily squeezed him with her tight ring of muscle. Soon John began to gradually thrust out and back in. The feeling was incredible! If someone had told Laura how good it would feel, there was no way she would have believed them. But it was definitely true. She continued to climb higher and higher and when she finally felt John spurting deeply within her rear, she came with an orgasm which made any previous one pale.

She slowly became aware of the cheers from the surrounding group and drifted back to reality as John untied her and guided her over to one of the couches. They settled down, snuggling close together, with John's hand casually playing with her breast. Laura had never felt so good after sex even if her bottom did feel a little sore and stretched out of shape.

Ashley and Rick were brought to the frames by their sponsors, Brad and Sharon. Laura watched as Brad excited Ashley and saw the look on Ashley's face as Brad slowly pulled the flower stem from her clutching ass. Ashley seemed to climb as high as Laura had and finally exploded with a loud orgasm as Brad spurted deeply in her bottom. Sharon then brought Rick to his own mind numbing high and climax. When the last two were released, Laura knew she had truly experienced something new and wonderful and thought the other pledges looked like they felt the same.

By this time it was pretty late so the pledges were allowed to shower and were taken to their rooms. The room in which Laura and the other two girls, along with Kelly, had been staying seemed a little unique in that it had two doors with about three feet between them. Tonight she found out why. When the blackout coverings were closed over the window and both doors closed, the room was completely light tight. If the room's lights were turned off, it was just as dark as a cave would have been. Laura and the other pledges were tied face down and spread on their beds, but were not blindfolded. When the doors were closed there would be no need.

Laura soon found that the double door served another purpose. Before she had fallen completely asleep, she heard the outer door open and close. This was followed by the inner door. But no light entered even when the door was open to give even a general shape to the person who entered. In fact, three people had entered and Laura soon felt her bed sag as a hard, naked, male body lowered itself on top of her. From the sounds she heard, Carol Anne and Ashley were experiencing the same thing. Her mystery man proceeded to stimulate her until she was almost ready to scream. He then pushed what seemed to be an awfully long cock deep into her pussy and stroked in and out several times. But then he stopped and she felt a lubricated finger pressing against her asshole. As turned on as she was, her anus opened like a flower and welcomed the digital invader. The finger worked in and out and twisted back and forth for a minute or two and was then withdrawn. The cock once more thrust in and out several times and then was withdrawn completely. But it moved immediately to her rear opening and began to press. Laura was so excited her body was ready to take it in immediately and she pressed back causing the head to slip inside. For the next several minutes the unknown lover fucked Laura's ass deep and hard. From the sounds, the other two were receiving the same treatment. Finally she could stand it no longer and came with mind numbing intensity. This caused her mysterious lover to also come and she felt him flood her rear passage with his come in a series of strong spasms.

With only a kiss on the back of her neck, he withdrew and left the room along with his two companions. But once again during the night the three had their sleep disturbed by totally unseen lovers who used their rears and left them exhausted with come running down their bottoms.

As Laura fell asleep after the second time, she smiled at the thought that this was only Saturday night. They still had over a week left! And while she knew you couldn't manage kinky sex all day, every day, she was prepared to give it a good try for the next week.



The Adventurers' Club Pt. 09



Laura awoke to the same total blackness that had been with her since the lights were turned off the previous night. She had no way to determine what time it was, but assumed that it was probably morning because she felt completely rested and relaxed. Maybe she was a little sticky and had dried cum all over her legs, but she knew a shower would correct that and she didn't let it dampen her mood. Soon she heard other sounds in the room and Carol Anne asked softly, "Anyone awake?"

"I am," Laura replied at the same time Ashley answered.

Carol Anne went on, "Well, what do you two think of doing it 'the other way'?"

Ashley answered, "Wonderful! I wish I'd tried it sooner. You've done this before, haven't you?"

"That's right," Carol Anne replied. "But I've never been had that way four times in one night. And never by four different guys in a row. At least, I guess they were different, since I couldn't see the last couple."

Laura added, "The idea excited me when I first heard of it, but I couldn't have imagined how really turned on it would make me. Maybe it was just the way these guys did it, but I expected to feel pretty tender afterwards. But, surprisingly I'm not really sore back there. I wouldn't even mind doing it again today."

"It can make you pretty sore, but the guys here were pretty careful preparing us. I wouldn't mind another round, either," Carol Anne replied.

Just then the pledges heard the outer door open and then the inner door followed by the lights. Michael, Tom, and Janet entered. They opened the blackouts at the windows and bright sunlight flooded the room. Laura guessed it must be nine o'clock. "OK, pledges, morning time. Two minutes for the bathroom and then down to the beach," Michael told them as they were released from the beds.

Once again, along with the male pledges, the three were made to go through a strenuous set of exercises. This time Laura noticed that, not only were nude jumping jacks an interesting experience for her, but the men made an equally interesting view. The three members, along with Barb, Kelly, and David, helped the pledges along with whips as had been done yesterday. After the twenty minute workout, the pledges were once again led to the horizontal rail for their "morning whipping." But this time each was tied upside down, hanging by their ankles, while the members worked them over with the cats.

It never ceased to amaze Laura that she was turned on by things like this. A few weeks ago, if anyone had asked, she would have found the idea of pain revolting and probably a little perverted. But she had come to find that the stimulation of pain - not real, intense, damaging pain, but pain that still hurt - increased sexual arousal. Bondage also added to this. Here she was, hanging upside down with her legs spread and her hands bound behind her, being whipped with a cat-of-nine tails, and she found she not only accepted it, but eagerly wanted it. Even when Kelly brought the tails down directly on her open slit, the sharp pain only served to make her wetter and more aroused. Laura was also amazed that she had somehow managed to get in with such a great group of people who shared her reactions.

Finally the pledges were let down and allowed to shower. They then joined everyone else for breakfast. While they were eating Tom announced, "Today we're going to take a little break. We know no one can keep up a constant level of sexual excitement forever. We've still got a couple of days of initiation and then another five days before we have to go home. So, at least for most of today, the pledges will have a chance to relax. Today you're not quite full members, but just about. So first order of business is everyone down to the beach to swim, sun, or just lie around for a few hours. Before you go you might want to check out the bookcase in the other room. There's a lot or interesting reading material if you want something to do when you get tired of swimming. Of course, if you can think of something else, feel free to do it instead." This brought a laugh from everyone. "But," he added, "just don't wear yourselves out completely. We've got some sandwiches, vegetables, dip, and some other stuff along with some cold drinks we're taking down there and we'll have an informal lunch spread out as long as you want. Nothing else is scheduled until dinner tonight - even for the pledges."

While Laura still felt turned on - she couldn't seem to remember when she wasn't turned on - the idea of a relaxed day sounded good. Besides, there would still probably be some sex. After all, the pledges, at least, would all be naked and probably the rest of the members, too. She decided to check out the books Tom had mentioned and joined six or eight others. As Laura looked over the bookcase she found that there were several current novels, but there was also a very large collection of BDSM books. DeSade, some Victorian stuff, a lot of current books by people she had never heard of, and, on one shelf, she saw a copy of "The Story of O". Since discovering this new world, Laura had come across references to this book several times. "This might be a good time to see what it's all about," she thought, and picked up the copy. She then joined the others and helped carry one of the coolers on down to the beach. Others brought blankets, sunscreen, and assorted other items.

Once down by the water, most immediately went in swimming, Laura included. Laura noticed that her guess had been right - she didn't see a single member with any clothing whatsoever. After splashing around for a while Laura and most of the others came out and dropped down on blankets or towels. Barb gave everyone a reminder about the intense sunlight and there was a general move to apply sunscreen. John came over and joined Laura on her blanket. "Want some help spreading that? he asked.

"I wouldn't mind. It's hard to reach my back, but I'll bet you want to spread it other places than just my back. Right?"

"Well, the thought did cross my mind. But you can get even and put some on me."

Laura laughed and began to apply the slick lotion to John's back. He, in turn, spread it across her own back, but went on to cover her legs and ass. Soon both were applying the lotion to each other on every possible area of skin. This progressed to a deep French kiss with hands exploring every available curve and crease. Finally John broke the embrace. "Let's save some for later. Remember, we're supposed to be resting today." He looked at Laura's book. "Why don't you go ahead and read while I rub your back. I may even rub some other parts, too."

Laura lay face down and opened the volume. It didn't take too long before the explicit story of sexual slavery had entirely captured her attention. John's touch, often much more intimate than her back, combined with the story to keep her excited.

After some time she reached the part where O's initial training was over and Rene had taken her home. Laura put down the book and looked up to rest her eyes. John made a comment, "Looks like Susan's got herself a sandwich."

Laura looked at him with a question on her face. "Sandwich? It hasn't been that long since breakfast, but so what?"

John just pointed. About twenty yards away she saw Susan, along with David and Peter, lying in the shade of one of the trees at the edge of the lawn. Susan was an extremely attractive girl with shiny, medium brown hair and flashing green eyes. She was one of only a couple of girls in the club who made it clear they were only interested in sex with men. They didn't mind if other women made it with each other, but they just didn't have any interest along those lines. This didn't seem to bother any of the female members and the men certainly didn't mind - they just had her more for themselves. Even though Susan wasn't interested in girls for sex, she didn't have any problem in participating in administering punishment to them - or, for that matter, in being punished by women herself. Susan was probably the member most expert in the use of the single tailed whip. Laura remembered one time during one of the pledge weekends when she had been tied face out to an X-frame. Susan had placed a ring of six clothes pins around each of Laura's breasts and a seventh directly on each nipple. Susan had then used fourteen snaps of a single tailed whip about four feet long to remove each of the pins. Laura had to admit that even though it really hurt when that lash pulled a pin off, she was more concerned about what would happen if that flying tail missed and struck her tits instead. She never found out because Susan never missed.

But what caught Laura's attention now was not in any way related to a whip. Peter was lying on his back and Susan was fully impaled on that monster cock of Peter's. This wasn't too unusual because there were several couples playing around. But while Peter was filling Susan from below, David had his cock buried in Susan's ass. The three of them had built up a steady rhythm as Susan was filled from both sides.

John saw Laura's gaze locked on the trio and said, "You've never seen a double penetration before have you?" That look interesting to you?"

Laura answered without even looking up. "She seems to really be enjoying it. I'll admit it makes me wet, but then since you introduced me to this stuff, everything makes me wet. But, yes, I might like to try it some time."

"Well, I'll have to put it on the schedule," John said. Then his fingers started to do things that almost made Laura forget all about Susan.

There wasn't any formal lunch - everyone just grabbed food when they wanted it and those who weren't hungry yet went on with whatever they were doing. But after a while, Laura began to get restless. She went for another swim but still didn't feel like lying around any more. She had pretty well finished her book. Finally John suggested, "You don't seem to want to sit still. How about a walk around the lake. All of it is part of this place, so you don't need to put anything on except some shoes."

Laura immediately agreed. "Sounds like fun. Let me see if anyone else wants to go. OK?"

"Fine with me," John said. Ashley seems to be as restless as you. Why not ask her?"

Laura did just that and in a couple of minutes came back not only with Ashley, but also Kelly, Brad, and Sean. The six got their shoes and a couple of water bottles which Brad threw into a small pack he had and set off along the path at the water's edge. The path wound through the woods, sometimes near the shore but more often diverting far away deep into the forest. At one point it turned and followed a stream which emptied into the lake. After a climb up a long ridge along side the stream, the path emerged into a clearing beside a seven foot waterfall. Although the pool at the foot of the falls was only ten feet across - not large enough for swimming - it was three or four feet deep and the six waded into it to cool off. Soon they were splashing each other with the cool water. This game rapidly progressed into grab ass with everyone managing to get in a few feels. Suddenly Brad grabbed Ashley from behind, locking her arms in his. He leaned over and whispered something to John who whispered to Sean. Soon the other two girls were also held in full arm locks. The men began to cress and rub at nipples while still keeping the women's arms tight behind them. This, of course, did nothing to cool anyone down and the girls didn't really fight it. Then at a nod from Brad, the three men frog marched the girls through the pool to the waterfall. When they were just in front of it, they arched the women's backs making their tits stick out in front and pushed them so just their nipples were in the falling stream. At this unexpected stimulation the women began to try to squirm away, but the men held them firmly in place. Soon all the girls were crying out at the unrelenting teasing of the moving water on their sensitive nipples. The guys held them there while they managed to get their fingers around to rub clits. The result was that by the end of five minutes there were six very hot and excited people. When the girls were released they immediately grabbed and tried to get even. Even in the cool water there were soon three very hard cocks.

The six came out of the water with the girls looking for somewhere to get horizontal. But Brad went to the pack and got something out. The three men then each took one of the women and moved them to a fallen oak tree with an eighteen inch trunk. The tree must have fallen last season because it was still solid and covered in bark. Before they figured what was happening, each of the women was bent forward over the trunk and the ropes Bard had retrieved from the pack were used to fasten their wrists to their ankles under the fallen log. The three men then found some thin, straight shoots around a stump and had soon stripped then of their leaves to make three slender, flexible switches. The next few minutes were spent in applying the switches to the three female bottoms still wet from the pool. They traded off and each man spent time lashing each of the girls. Before too long each of the sexy bottoms was crisscrossed with red lines. John dropped his switch and came up behind Laura. Her breasts were pressed against the rough bark so he couldn't get his hands on her nipples, but he started to caress the sides of her breasts and flanks. Laura was already excited and John entered her pussy with no problem after only a few seconds. Brad and Sean were doing the same to Ashley and Kelly.

Soon all three men were stroking in and out of the women. Suddenly Brad called out, "Switch!" All three men immediately withdrew leaving the three women crying out in frustration. Laura was afraid this meant more whipping, but in just a few seconds she found that 'switch' had a different meaning this time. The men simply rearranged with Brad entering Laura, Sean taking Ashley, and John plunging into Kelly. Again after a couple of minutes the call of "Switch!" caused another rearrangement.

This went on several more times when John suddenly called, "Switch! Back door this time." This time when the men shifted - Sean to Laura, John to Ashley, and Brad to Kelly - they used the girls' own juices to lubricate their rear openings. As excited as the women were it was easy for the men to soon embed their cocks deeply within the tight, round, female bottoms. Twice more calls of "Switch!" brought a change until at last the men came, exploding their loads deep inside the women's bowels.

As the girls were untied and allowed to stretch, they noticed that all three had red marks from the rough bark, but nothing that wouldn't go away pretty soon. John noticed that Laura and Ashley were soon whispering and then Kelly. He assumed they were plotting revenge. Oh, well, he didn't really mind that kind of revenge.

The six continued around the lake with one more stop where the three men ended up tied to trees while the women alternated in switching them and sucking them off, often with the added stimulation of a finger up the ass. By the time the men finally came they had had a chance to make a good comparison of the three women's oral techniques. They all agreed that the three had their differences but that all were definitely more than good.

When they finally returned to the beach there was time for a quick swim and then showers before supper. Laura found that the women had ganged up on the male pledges with three of them - Carol Anne was allowed to help - practically raping each of the three. With three women stimulating each man simultaneously, the pledges had had a pretty good workout. The six male members had then treated Barb and Carol Anne to a gang bang which left everyone worn and satisfied.

Supper was still informal - just soup, bread, and some fresh fruit and vegetables - with pledges and members alike eating together. Almost all the members remained naked throughout the meal. When everyone had finished, Tom announced, "We can't let the pledges get off completely today. So I think we can spend a couple of hours in the dungeon before bedtime. That sound all right to everyone?"

Any protest the pledges made was completely drowned out by the noisy acceptance of the members and soon they found themselves once again in the dungeon bound to a variety of the frames and devices. For the next couple of hours the members made heavy use of the six, but it was mostly teasing with little in the way of actual pain. Still when the time ended, all six felt worn and ready for a night's rest. After showers, they were again tied to the beds for the night.

Monday morning Laura was awakened about seven and taken with the other five pledges back down to the beach area for their "exercises and morning whipping." This time over half of the members were there to assist and the exercise period was long and intense with much "encouragement" supplied by the members' whips. When the exercises were over the pledges were taken down to the horizontal pole. This time the pledges were again strung up by their wrists, but in pairs. Laura was tied facing Paul with Rick and Ashley and James and Carol Anne also paired. Their arms and legs were tied to each other and spread widely apart which only caused them to press more tightly together from knees to shoulders. Laura's nipples, still sensitive from the previous day's activities, sent shocks throughout her system as they rubbed against Paul's chest and she could feel his hardening cock pressed upwards between her legs. Then the whipping began. Now almost all of the members had appeared and each wanted a turn with each pledge, so the whipping was longer that any of the previous days. But it was a whipping aimed more at stinging and exciting than at causing real pain. When it was over Laura couldn't deny she hurt and could feel several especially painful lines across her ass and back, but she was also really turned on. From the way Paul's hard member pressed upward against her, it was obvious he had also found the whipping exciting. But they were allowed to do nothing about it. When they were taken down the pledges were immediately separated and taken back to the house for a quick shower and then breakfast, leaving all six frustrated and horny.

After breakfast the six were taken down to the dungeon for a couple of hours. This time the activities were not all teasing and soon screams echoed off the stone walls. Laura found herself spreadeagled and stretched tightly between floor and ceiling. In this position she found that the three men who took turns whipping her could deliver painful blows everywhere on her body. And this they did with the exception of her face and feet. (Club rules forbid any torture to either of these areas with the exception of tickling of feet.) She could see Carol Anne tied across a padded pole while three men applied synchronized strokes with three cats. James was hanging spreadeagled while Barb pulled on a cord tied around his balls and Janet and Joyce applied whips to the inside of this thighs. Then Sean sent the tails of the cat he was using directly up between her legs with the ends slapping against her inner lips and clit. Her scream drew her attention back away from the other pledges as she wondered what was coming at her next.

After a while Laura found herself and the other two female pledges stretched out on their backs. They had been blindfolded and were pulled extremely tight so that almost no movement was possible at all. The male pledges and the women members had disappeared into the bath area off the dungeon and Laura heard occasional sounds of discomfort coming from that direction. Suddenly Laura was startled by a sharp burning pain on her stomach. She cried out, more from surprise than actual pain, and heard similar sounds from Ashley and Carol Anne. For the next several minutes the three were tormented by more of these sharp pains which Laura soon guessed to be hot candle wax. Most of the drops were concentrated around her tits and her bare pubes, but there were enough to spread the pain over her entire body. Sometimes several drops fell at the same time in different areas and Laura guessed that several men were working together. Sometimes the time between drops would stretch until Laura was about to scream in frustration at not knowing when the next would fall. After what seem an age the blindfolds were removed and the pledges released and told to remove the wax. Doing this, Laura was even happier than usual that she had no pubic hair to interfere.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 09



Soon the men were brought back in and Laura saw them being tied where she had just been as she and the other two girls were moved toward the bath area. Once inside, Michael announced that the three would be receiving an enema. "But," he said, we're going to make this a little more interesting than usual. First, though, let's get you ready." With this each of the girls was bent over and held as a male finger applied generous amounts of lubricant to their rear openings. Bardex nozzles were then inserted - with a little extra twisting and tugging. These were inflated until they were slightly uncomfortable and moving, or even standing, felt a little awkward. The three women were then each taken over to a vertical post. The three posts were arranged in a triangle so each could see the other two when they were backed against them. Their hands were bound behind the posts and nipple clamps, attached by a cord to the floor, were snapped on their sensitive tits. The cords were just long enough so that a very slight pull was exerted. They were told to stand on tip toes which caused a painful strain on their nipples. A stand holding an eight inch knobbed dildo was placed in front of each and the tip of the dildo inserted into their pussies. If they came down off their toes to relieve the strain on their tits, they would be more deeply impaled on the devices. Some form of triangular block was placed beneath their heels, but they were told not to place their weight on it yet. Laura could tell that something was being attached to the Bardex also.

When all this was completed, Michael said, "Now we come to the interesting part. You have each been attached to an enema which is about half a liter greater that what you have had previously. Thirty minutes after we start you will be untied and allowed to relieve yourselves. However, you don't have to hold the enema for the entire time. In fact, you don't have to take the whole thing or even any at all. You see, the blocks under your feet are switches which control the flow. As long as you stay on your toes, nothing happens. If you place your weight on them, thy enema will begin flowing. So you see, it's up to you. OK, ladies, we will begin now. Oh, and we may use the cats to help take your mind off what's going on from time to time."

"Great," Laura thought. "If I even could stand on my toes for thirty minutes my tits would be chewed up by the clamps. And if I don't I'll get myself reamed - which does sound kind of good - but I'll fill up and hurt from the enema." She decided that maybe the best way would be to stay up for a while, but not until she was totally exhausted. That way she could come up again and hopefully stop the flow and thus keep the total amount to something she could handle. It also suddenly occurred to her that she could use her hands, even bound behind her, to help hold her up the pole. She had no way to judge the time, but after what she had guessed was about six or eight minutes, she was startled by the sting of a cat against her right ass cheek. She almost dropped down, but caught herself. She'd have to watch out for that. If she did drop she thought it would probably take her a little to come back up and stop the flow again. No use taking any she didn't have too. So she steeled herself and endured the blows which fell without warning from time to time.

When she felt sure that twelve minutes - maybe as much as fifteen or eighteen - had passed she decided she needed to rest. Surely she could take some of the flow now and then shut it off and hold it for the remaining few minutes. She let herself slide downwards. The relief to her tensed calf muscles - as well as her stretched tits - was overwhelming, and the feel of the large dildo sliding more deeply inside side her was actually very pleasant. But as she came down she felt the liquid begin to flow into her rear. It was very warm! Almost too hot. And it wasn't just water, but the thick, dense, syrupy stuff that had been used on her before. As she settled on her feet and was deciding that maybe a litter or even a liter and a half would be OK, Michael called out, "OK, that's five minutes."

Five minutes! She must have heard wrong. It had to be at least fifteen. But even as she thought that, Laura rose back up on her toes, shutting off the flow. If she had twenty five minutes to go, she had better wait to take any more. It now seemed she lived in a nightmare world where time stood still and she couldn't do anything to help herself. Her muscles tired and she relaxed, only to feel the insistent flow of hot, thick fluid into her bowels. The occasional stings of the cats startled more than hurt but were another distraction. Soon she felt filled and thought she couldn't take any more. But the next time her muscles gave out, she found there was still more of the fluid remaining. Now cramps were added to the other pains. Finally, she could not seem to hold herself up any longer and slipped down to allow the remaining liquid to make its way inside her rear passage. The internal pressure felt like it was going beyond what she could take as the flow finally ended and Laura realized she had the entire amount inside. At least there was no need to try to push herself back up on her toes. Now she had no more control and could only suffer the cramps. Well, not exactly true. The dildo inside her pussy was providing a welcome stimulation and she could work herself against it. But this in turn increased the discomfort of the enema and caused the cramping to get worse. Michael had just called twenty minutes and Laura knew she had another ten minutes of this torture to endure.

Strangely enough even though Laura knew she could use the safeword, the thought never crossed her mind. If wasn't that she enjoyed the pain. She didn't! The cramps hurt and weren't really a turnon by themselves. It wasn't even that the other two women had refrained from using the safeword. It was more the knowledge that when this was over, she would then find the stimulation sexual and, having gone through it, would be all the more turned on. She probably couldn't even have put the answer as to why she hadn't called for an end into words, but Laura never even seriously thought of doing so.

Finally the time ended. The three women were released and immediately made a dash across the room to relieve themselves. From what Laura had heard, and from the comments she now heard, she knew none had been able to avoid the full amount and guessed that no one anywhere could have held out the full thirty minutes on tip toe. After the pledges had had a chance to clean up, they were taken back upstairs for a light lunch, even though it was still a little early. Afterwards, as usual, they watched a video - not G rated - to allow time for their food to digest. From the beginning they were told that this was to be a standard. After all, the purpose of the club was to have fun, and it was hard to have fun if you were busy throwing up. About one the pledges were taken outside for, as Kelly put it, "more fun and games."

Again, the men and women were separated into two areas of the lawn. Tom announced that they would be playing a few games of tag and Laura soon saw that the women were subjecting the male pledges to the same type of game.

As before, all but one of the men were blindfolded while Laura had her hands bound, a knotted silk scarf inserted into her rectum, and belled clips attached to her nipples and pussy lips. For ten minutes she was to try to evade the men who were after the scarf. This time she managed to hold out for eight and a half minutes before Peter caught the scarf end and pulled it from her rear. As his award for winning, Peter had her staked out spread eagled and tickled, teased, and finally fucked her for the fifteen minute period. Laura was then tied to a tree while Carol Anne took her place as "it." Carol Anne lasted five minutes and Ashley, who followed her, lasted only two. Each pledge was it for two more rounds, none of which went even as long as Laura's first.

When Ashley was untied after her fifteen minutes with John, the three were taken over near a small storage building at the edge of the beach. Laura guessed, correctly, that this was used to store lawn equipment and tools. However, no one was interested in what was stored in the building, only in the fact that there was a hose attached to a faucet on the side. There were also some convenient posts to which the three were tied. Soon the male pledges were brought over by the women to join them. Michael explained that they were going to play another game. "You probably all remember running through the sprinkler when you were kids. Well, this hose is attached to a sort of sprinkler. It will shoot a column of water up about three feet in a fine spray." He demonstrated by turning on the hose and Laura saw a narrow stream reach upward and dissolve into a fine spray. "The stream isn't too hard and we're going to adjust the temperature so the water is warm. Now all you have to do is stand over it with your hands behind your head. Oh, your feet will be attached to a spreader bar, just to keep your legs apart. We want to see who can stand over the spray the longest. OK, let's start with James."

James was brought forward and had a three foot bar fastened between his ankles. A couple of the members then helped him to stand directly over the sprayer and had him clasp his hands behind his head. "This doesn't look too hard," Laura thought, "as long as the water isn't too hot or cold and not strong enough to hurt. What's the big deal?"

Then the spray was turned on so that it landed directly on the strip of skin between James' balls and his anus. Of course, some occasionally hit both of these other areas directly, too. At first the spray didn't seem to bother him. But in a few seconds Laura saw him begin to tense and squirm. His breath started to become ragged and he seemed to have a hard time holding himself in place. Finally after only a little over a minute, he gave up and stumbled away from the spray. Laura couldn't believe he could only take sixty or seventy seconds of this when he had endured dozens of harsh whiplashes many times. What in the world could that stream be doing.

Michael called Ashley next and Laura thought that maybe it was the water on James' balls that had done him in. Maybe Ashley would last longer. But once the water started, Ashley almost immediately began to show stress. She held out for only a minute and a half and Laura began to wonder exactly what she was in for. She found out. After Brad had stood it for only forty five seconds, Laura took her place over the spray. With her legs so widely spread, she realized that the water would strike directly into the open edges of her pussy and anus. But she was totally unprepared for the full effect. At first it felt like a nice relaxing massage. But soon the sensitive nerves near her lower openings became over stimulated. Nothing actually hurt or even felt really uncomfortable, but the effect of the constant stimulation was even worse than that of intense tickling. Laura finally broke down at eighty-five seconds. She wasn't sure exactly what was so hard to endure, but she found she just couldn't hold still any longer. All six of the pledges got to play the game three times and none lasted more than two minutes.

Next James, Rick, and Paul were taken somewhere by the women and Laura and the other two girls were led over to the three pillories at the edge of the grass. They were blindfolded and bent over with their necks and wrists locked into the padded crossbars. Laura felt her feet being spread about two feet apart and fastened in another set of padded bars. For the next hour she was subjected to a constant series of punishments and stimulations. She was whipped and paddled, had weighted clips attached to her nipples, had vibrators inserted in both of her holes, and was fucked in both her pussy and ass. Once while someone's cock was burried deeply in her ass, another was brought to her lips and she licked and sucked until a stream of come was launched down her throat. All the while she was "encouraged" with strokes of a riding crop on her tits and thighs. She could hear the others receiving similar treatment. Laura lost count but thought she came about five times during the hour.

Finally the pledges were released and taken back to the house to clean up. Laura was a little surprised when she saw that it was only four o'clock. Usually they were only taken back for supper but this seemed a couple of hours early. However, after they had showered, they were taken into the great hall and Kelly told them, "Tonight you will be having supper a little early. Afterwards you will be taken back to your rooms and given a chance to sleep a little. I advise you to take the chance and get as much rest as you can. Your final day of pledging begins at midnight and will continue straight through for twenty four hours. You're going to need all the rest you can get first."

"This twenty four hours will be the hardest you have faced. You won't stop for meals or rest. We don't want you to starve and, believe me, you will need energy, so we'll be giving you some power bars or other high energy food a few times, but you won't necessarily get to rest while you eat. This is our equivalent of 'Hell Night" - twenty four solid hours of torture and sex. When you make it through this, you'll become full members."

Laura wasn't sure exactly how to take this news. On the one hand she was looking forward to being a regular member. But on the other, this day long ordeal seemed pretty threatening. Well, she had managed everything else - and actually enjoyed almost all of it - she could manage this too.

After the meal the pledges were allowed a bathroom break and then tied spread eagled to the beds. Laura had become so used to sleeping like this that she thought nothing of having her hands and feet bound to the bed. But it still was hard to go to sleep with the apprehension of the approaching "final exam."



The Adventurers' Club Pt. 10



Chapter 14

Even with the anticipation and apprehension Laura still fell asleep within minutes. But she had dreams. Not nightmares as people usually think of them. Well, maybe for most people they would have been nightmares. She found herself in a medieval castle courtyard, naked and bound between two posts. While a group of handsome knights and beautiful ladies watched she was whipped and then left for the group to use to amuse themselves. When Kelly woke her at eleven thirty, she found she was soaked along with the sheets below her slit.

The pledges were told to shower and come back to their rooms. When they returned, David and Janet put soft leather cuffs on the girls' wrists and ankles, fastened their wrists together behind their backs, and blindfolded them with black silk. They were then led out into the hall and to the stairs where they joined the male pledges, likewise bound and blindfolded. Just before midnight they were guided down the stairs and into the great hall.

Although she couldn't see, Laura felt herself being positioned near the other pledges in a line somewhere out in the center of the room. She could hear a group of other people - she assumed the rest of the members - quietly moving around somewhere in front and behind her. Then all fell quiet and Laura stood, wrists bound behind her, her nipples hard and her body almost shivering from - what? apprehension? - while the only sounds were those of quiet breathing. Suddenly the peal of a clock gong began. Even though Laura knew a clock would be an anachronism for the simulated medieval setting, it still had the effect of sending shivers up and down her naked spine. As twelve distinct sounds rang out, the blindfolds were removed.

Laura looked around and saw the they were indeed near the center of the great hall. The only lighting in the room came from dozens of candles set mostly in wall sconces. While there was enough light she could still see, the room was dark and filled with flickering shadows. Many of the candles were in red glass holders adding the ruby color to everything. The six pledges were arranged in a semicircle facing what Laura could only think of as an alter. Actually, it was a long table placed across the front of their semicircular gathering, covered with a cloth of thick, deep jet black velvet or some similar material. Two candle sticks, each holding a large candle in a deep red glass, were near the center. Behind the table stood two people. And others were in a large semicircle behind the two and facing the pledges. Laura assumed they were the eighteen regular members, but she couldn't identify anyone. Each wore a dark, wine red monk's robe with a cowl which hid their faces. The robes reached to ankles and revealed nothing of the wearer. The flickering lighting, the smell of some incense, the hooded figures, and even the sound of a timely wind which had arisen outside combined to make goose bumps rise all over Laura's body. Just like at the pledging ceremony she thought that the whole thing seemed a little silly, but also admitted it had a terrific effect, making her both excited and disoriented and, yes, a little afraid.

A deep, resonant voice began in an eerie tone. Laura thought it might have been Tom, but she couldn't say for sure. "Brothers and sisters, we have tonight six who would join our society. They have all shown promise, but now we shall put them to a severe testing. They seek to know the pleasure of pain and the pain of pleasure. They offer their bodies upon which we shall inflict terrible punishments and unimagined pleasures. They ask that we give our bodies to them in return. Before we can agree we must know their sincerity, their dedication, and their endurance. Until the midnight hour tomorrow we shall put them to the test with unspeakable torments and indescribable pleasures. If they survive they may be welcomed into our membership. Is this the wish of the order?"

Laura was wildly shivering now and her mouth had gone dry. She knew this was just Tom or one of the other members, but she couldn't completely accept that. The sounds of the other members replying in a deep, slow chant did nothing to quiet her feelings.

"They must be whipped. They must be beaten. They must be bound. They must be hurt. They must be used. Pain. Pleasure. Pain. Pleasure. Pain and pleasure. Pleasure and pain. If they survive, we will accept them. So be it. Now."

With this last, someone moved behind the pledges. None dared to look around and suddenly a hand pushed Rick forward. He was immediately taken by two of the hooded figures to the end of the table. His wrists were released and then he was bent at the waist and stretched forward down the length of the table. His wrists and ankles were bound and a small pillow placed beneath him at the table's edge. Two tall members then moved to stand on either side just about two feet away from the end of the table. Each held a long tailed cat of nine. Suddenly one swung the cat with no preliminary warmup hard across his ass. Rick cried out, probably mostly from surprise, because he managed to remain silent for the next half dozen strokes, despite the fact that they were hard and severe. But by the eighth he was crying out at each lash and screaming at most of them. Laura could tell it was a more severe whipping than they had usually received. And this was just the first event of a day long marathon.

After twenty strokes, Rick was taken off the table and returned near the others where he had his hands pulled high above his head and attached to ceiling chains. Ashley took his place. She was followed by James, Laura, Paul and Carol Anne.

After Carol Anne was taken from the table, the hooded figures approached the pledges and once more covered their eyes with the black silk blindfolds. Laura felt her hands being released from the overhead chains, but her relief was short lived as they were immediately refastened behind her back. The pledges were then guided across the room and out through the door. Not surprisingly, after the whipping Laura was damp with perspiration and when the cool night air hit her naked skin a series of shivers passed over her. However, the night wasn't really cold and she soon adapted to the cooler air. The pledges were led down to the beach area. Laura could tell this was where they had reached when she felt sand beneath her feet. From the sounds it seemed that the group was splitting up and Laura guessed that the pledges were being separated from each other.

Her guides suddenly pulled her to a stop and, holding her arms. lowered her to a sitting position. Laura felt terry cloth touch her sore ass. A beach towel? This was, in fact, exactly what it was. She was glad of this as the idea of sand getting into some of her more sensitive areas did not seem like fun at all. And, after all, the purpose of all these activities was supposed to be to have fun, right? Twenty lashes on her bare ass was fun, wasn't it? The lashes themselves hurt like hell and Laura hadn't enjoyed them at all. But she had to admit that once they were over and the worst of the pain began to fade. the ache and heat left behind - as well as the idea that she had been flogged - turned her on. So, yes, she was having fun.

Her hands were unfastened from behind her and she was helped to lie down on her back. She seemed to be on some kind of hill, or small mound, so that everything from her shoulders to her upper thighs was about eight or ten inches above the level of the ground where her wrists and ankles were now fastened. With her hands and feet spread and pulled tight she was now arched and open for whatever was to come.

There was movement around her for several minutes, but no talking. Finally someone moved beside her head and removed the silk blindfold. But when Laura opened her eyes and looked around, she found that she might almost as well still have it on. It was a dark night. The moon had set and the only lights she could see were the windows of the great hall in the distance with their flickering candle light and several - there were most likely six - small, enclosed, dark red candle lanterns. There was one of these about a foot and a half to the left of Laura's head, but it didn't cast enough light to see anything clearly. Looking down she could see the shadowy outlines of her breasts sticking up, but her feet were nearly lost in the darkness.

For what seemed a long, long time - but was in reality only about fifteen minutes - Laura lay still waiting for an indication of what was coming. Her hearing seemed to be hypersensitive and her eyesight, now more adapted to the dark, let her see vague outlines by the other red lanterns which indicated that the other pledges were bound and arched in a similar fashion. Suddenly she heard a sound of something sliding in the sand. She stared towards her feet, in the direction in which she thought she had heard the sound. In a couple of seconds a shadowy figure emerged from the night and stopped at her feet. Laura could see enough to tell that it was one of the hooded members, but even when the figure removed its robe to reveal itself as a nude male, she couldn't tell who. The shadows and dull, flickering light didn't even let her guess the height.

The man, whoever he was, knelt between her legs and leaned over her. A tongue touched her right nipple. It slowly circled and criss-crossed the hard nub and then switched to the other side and repeated itself. For several minutes the man licked, sucked, and pulled at her nipples with his mouth. Then he moved and his head slid lower. His tongue traced a trail down across her stomach, over the bare patch which had been covered with dense hair until a few days ago, and then on down to her slit. Again the man spent several minutes licking and teasing her pussy and clit while his hands continued the stimulation of her tits. Laura was getting awfully hot. She was almost ready to start begging the stranger to fuck her when he anticipated her request. He placed his hard body full length against hers and entered her in one long plunge. He then proceeded to fuck her hard and deeply until both came in intense orgasms. Then, without a word, he stood and donned his robe and left across the sand. Laura's sensitive hearing picked up sounds of similar activities from the other mounds and guessed the other pledges were receiving the same treatment.

For the next two hours the pledges remained stretched across the mounds. During this time Laura was fucked by three more men and eaten to orgasm by at least three other people, one of whom was female. Laura had originally intended to keep track of how many orgasms she had during this twenty four hour initiation, but found that less than three hours into it, she had already lost count.

After the last lover had left, the pledges were again alone with nothing but the night for about twenty minutes. Then a procession of hooded members appeared, this time carrying somewhat brighter candle lanterns. They came to the pledges and untied them. Their hands were once again secured behind their backs and the group of pledges led back up onto the lawn. This time they weren't blindfolded and Laura could see that they were being taken over to the trees at the edge of the lawn. But there wasn't enough light to identify the individuals inside the hooded robes. Even though she knew each of the members - one might say intimately - she still couldn't tell who any one individual was.

The group proceeded to a small grove and each of the pledges was led to a tree. Laura now knew she was going to be tied to a tree, the only questions were exactly how and what would happen next. Come to think of it, those were pretty broad questions. She soon found the answer to how. Her hands were released and she was told to bend over and grab her ankles. She did and was not surprised to feel the Vaseline-covered finger penetrate her rear opening. For a minute or two she was lubed and played with as the finger went in and out and twisted around. Then it was removed and a plastic dildo replaced it, the tip just touching her anus. With a slow twisting motion the dildo was pushed deeply inside. Laura guessed the invader was not too large - maybe three fourths of an inch across and five or six inches long. When it was all the way inside she was told to stand. As she was backed against the tree, she felt some straps or something hanging down from the end of the dildo.

Her hands were raised above her head and fastened together with a short chain running around the back side of the tree. The chain must have also gone over a branch because she found she couldn't lower her hands at all. Next her feet were placed on either side of the tree, about sixteen inches apart. Then the straps attached to the dildo were brought around the back side of the tree and fastened. They were adjusted so that the dildo was of a height that forced it very deeply inside her. She could obtain some relief by standing on her toes, but she knew she couldn't stay up there very long.

When she was secured, hands brushed lightly across her nipples, teasing them and making them even harder. Then she felt a sensation between her legs, beginning just in front of the dildo and moving up to and across her slit until whatever it was brushed her swollen clit. It then repeated itself. By now Laura could tell that it was the edge of a feather. A dozen times the feather lightly traced its path until Laura was straining against her bonds and trying to bring her hips up ever higher. The excitement continued to build and then suddenly stopped. Laura was about to cry out for more when she was startled by the sting of a small cat - probably a pussy whip - across her taut nipples. This was followed by another nine lashes, criss crossing her breasts.

Then everything stopped, leaving her high as a kite, straining to come or to at least find more stimulation. The lanterns had been shuttered, so there wasn't much light. But there was enough to see one of the figures remove his robe and again a nude, rampant male approached her. Laura was already soaked. Already? She hadn't stopped flooding her slit since midnight. The shadowy man came directly to her and with one long stroke buried himself deeply inside. This deep penetration combined with her already highly excited state to push her over the edge into another orgasm. But this didn't stop the man in front of her. She was pounded deeply and repeatedly as the dildo in her rear moved in and out adding to her excitement and came again twice more before the man shot his load inside her. The man then faded back into the shadows and she hung there alone. A few minutes later two other figures stepped forward, each holding one of the short cats. She was lightly flogged across her breasts and pussy, but, even though the strokes stung, the overall result was to turn her on even more. Again an unknown man fucked her against the tree and a few minutes later someone else ate her to another orgasm.

After about an hour the pledges were taken down and moved over to the picnic tables at the edge of the lawn. Vinyl pads had been placed on top of the tables and the pledges were tied spread eagled on top of the padded table tops. Laura heard one of the members mention something about "partytime," but that was all. Then she felt clips close on each of her nipples. Two more clips closed on her pussy lips. She then felt gentle tugging on each of these and looked up to see that a helium balloon was attached to each clip. It was still dark now but Laura could tell that dawn would be coming soon. For one thing there was the predawn breeze which caused the floating balloons to randomly pull and jerk at her sensitive nerve points. Until the sky began to lighten, Laura and the other pledges lay there with the wind blowing the balloons about causing incredible sensations in her pussy and tits.

It was probably only about six in the morning. One fourth of her initiation done. And already she had been fucked by six men. It looked to be an interesting day to say the least.

At last as the sun was coming above the horizon the members returned for the pledges, this time without the hooded cloaks. With daylight nothing seemed quite so surreal as it had during the night, but Laura was still as high even if she didn't get goose bumps every time someone approached her. Now when the figure came towards her she recognized him as Brad, not some strange unknown captor she had to fear.

Brad approached her and unclipped the balloons from her pussy lips but left the ones on her nipples in place. Then he raised the small pussy whip he carried and brought it down on her exposed mound. He gave her ten strokes before releasing her wrists and ankles. Laura stood and stretched her cramped limbs for a few seconds and then Brad clipped her wrist cuffs together behind her back. He left the balloons attached to her nipples and as he started her walking up towards house her movement combined with the still gusting morning breeze to tug her tits and excite her even more.

Laura noticed the other pledges were also being led back towards the house, all with their nipples still festooned with balloons and all being helped along by occasional lashes from the small whips. At the door the clips were removed and the balloons taken away as Laura and the others groaned at the pain of the returning blood. All six were herded inside where their hands were released and they were given ten minutes for a bathroom break. Laura realized that this was the first time in over six hours that her hands had been free and guessed it would probably be another six before they were again.

When the pledges returned to the great hall they found a large umbrella like contraption had been set up in the middle. This consisted of a vertical post on a wide and heavy base. The post was about five inches in diameter and seven feet tall. On the top were centered eight crosspieces attached to a central hub, like spokes of a wheel. Each stuck out about three feet from the center of the post and had a short piece of chain dangling from the end..

Laura and the rest of the pledges were led over to the post where they were arranged below six of the crosspieces, three on each side, alternating boy-girl, and facing outwards. Laura found herself to the right of Rick with Ashley on his left. They all had their hands raised above their heads and their wrist cuffs fastened to the chains with only a small amount of slack. Then one by one their ankle cuffs were pulled back and secured to the central pole. This had the result of forcing each pledge to arch forwards, most of his weight supported by his wrists.

In this position Laura was not surprised when weighted nipple clips were attached, pulling her breasts downwards. For several minutes the members teased and tormented the six, feeling, tickling, and striking unexpectedly with small cats. Then Tom called a halt. "I think we had better feed our pledges something. They are going to need their strength."

Laura quickly found that she was to be fed without being released. A couple of the male members approached her and Brad offered an energy bar where she could take a bite. As she bit down on the bar she felt Brad's finger enter her pussy and tease her sensitive areas. Still she managed to chew and swallow before the other member raised a glass of juice to her lips. This went on until she had finished both. Laura found it was an entirely new experience to try to eat like this, but not totally unpleasant.

When "breakfast" was over the pledges were allowed to remain hanging for a while during which time the members frequently came over to lash or otherwise torment them. After about twenty minutes of this, their nipple clamps were removed but this didn't bring relief to Laura's tits. Two members each picked up a two foot cat and began to deliver fifteen or twenty strokes to her hanging globes. Finally their ankles were released and they could stand, relieving the tension on their arms and shoulders.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 10



Now the pledges were split up, the women members taking the male pledges back outside. Laura and the other female pledges were escorted down to the dungeon by the male members. Laura soon found herself hanging by her wrists from the ceiling, her toes barely touching the floor, while she was the target for a variety of kinds of whips. None of the whippings had been really severe in that none broke or even welted the skin very much. But the constant lashes landing repeatedly left her skin super sensitive so that the overall effect was more pain than most of her previous experiences. And she still had almost two thirds of her initiation remaining.

But there was also enough sexual teasing and stimulation mixed in to keep her in a constant state of arousal. Teasing and stimulation, Laura thought with an inward smile. Not to mention that she had been fucked six times since midnight as well as eaten out several more times. And the six soon increased to eight when she was let down and bound over a leather horse. She was blindfolded and was again on the receiving end of a cat for a dozen blows before the whipping halted and she felt a hard cock press against her pussy from behind. As the stiff shaft slowly slid into her receptive tunnel she also felt the sting of another whip on her back. This continued even as the unknown member plowed her pussy until they both came. Then the whole thing was repeated as a different cock entered her.

The blindfold was removed and Laura saw Ashley being untied from a long, table-like device. As Ashley was moved a few feet off and pulled up on her toes as Laura had been earlier, Michael and John moved Laura over to the device Ashley had just vacated. Looking closely at it Laura thought she had it identified. It was about two feet wide and eight feet long. The surface was made to look like rough wood but was actually well sealed with varnish. Laura was made to stretch out on her back atop the device and the two men attached her wrist and ankle cuffs to chains at the head and foot. Laura saw her guess was correct when they began to turn two concealed cranks. This was a rack. The cranking continued until Laura had zero freedom of movement left. She could turn her head, but otherwise she was stretched so tightly she couldn't move at all. Of course, a real rack would be tightened until joints were destroyed, but this wasn't the aim now. Still she realized the tension on, not only her arms and legs, but also on her stretched stomach would quickly become quite uncomfortable.

But long before this happened she began to become uncomfortable in other ways. The two men began to lash her stomach, legs, and tits with small cats. They delivered a dozen lashes or so and then they stopped the whipping to begin tickling her. Her laughter rang out as an anguished cry because of the frustration of being unable to even squirm away form the rampaging fingers - and feathers! They were starting to use feathers on her and the sensations doubled. Then they stopped and let her catch her breath even if she couldn't rest her strained muscles. But while she was "resting" the blindfold was again applied. When the tickling resumed she couldn't even anticipate where the next attack would be coming from. And it seemed like there were more than just the two of them. (Actually both Brad and Peter had joined them and all four were working together.)

Then the tickling stopped once more. But a few seconds later she squealed as a drop of hot wax struck her belly button. This was followed by other drops on her tits, her drum tight stomach, even her shaved pussy and a few down into her open slit. When several minutes of the fiery torment had passed, the men stopped. Then they began pulling the pieces of wax from her sensitive skin.

Suddenly a vibrator tip was placed against the top of her open slit and turned on. The sensation of this buzzing against her engorged clit started Laura on the way to coming once more but the men always pulled back before she could make it all the way and let her cool down into a frustrated, but still aroused, state. Then the vibrations would start again with maybe one or two of the men sucking at her nipples simultaneously.

At last when Laura was beginning to think she couldn't stand much more of this, the vibrator was removed. Several hands gently caressed her, but not in a directly stimulating fashion. She felt one of the men moving, climbing onto the table, and then a hard male body descended on her, a rampant cock pushing its way between her soaked pussy lips and burying itself deeply inside. Stretched as she was Laura could do almost nothing to control what was going on. Her only contribution was to use her internal muscles to squeeze the intruder but she was so tight she couldn't respond to the quickening thrusts in any other fashion. For a minute or two the man continued to move in and out and then exploded deeply inside her.

In another minute or two, Laura heard the cranks turning again and the tension on her body began to relax. They removed the blindfold and unfastened her wrists and ankles, allowing her to sit up. She looked around and saw Ashley, still strung up by her wrists, being fucked in the ass by Tom while John - when had he left her? - whipped her tits with a small cat. Across the room Carol Anne was splayed across a rounded, barrel-like device, face up, while two of the men flogged her and a third leaned above her, his hard cock in her mouth.

When the men finished their activities with the other two pledges, the three had their hands bound behind them once more and then were taken back upstairs and outside. They were led over near the small building near the edge of the lawn by the beach. Here were also three pillories. Laura soon found herself bent forward, her neck and two wrists locked in the padded holes of the crosspiece and her ankles spread about a foot and a half apart and locked in padded holes of a second piece.

She received a spanking, first with a wide leather paddle and then a dozen strokes with the painful "Swiss" paddle. When this stopped someone said it was time to feed the pledges again and Laura expected to be released from the pillory. But instead three of the men lined up in front of her. She could see three in front of Ashley and Carol Anne who had also been put in pillories and been spanked.

"I think peanut butter and jelly for lunch," one of the men said. Laura saw a jar handed to the man directly in front of her - she couldn't tell who it was as she could only see the bottom half of him. She did see that whoever it was had a hard erection. Then she guessed what her lunch was to be as the man began to spread peanut butter over the head and half of the shaft of his hard cock. Some jelly was added and then he moved closer as she opened her mouth.

Laura licked him clean and he held a glass of milk with a straw where she could get a drink. Then his place was taken by the second man who also spread his tool thickly with the smooth peanut butter and jelly. Again she cleaned her "plate" and was given a second drink of milk. A third time the uniquely served lunch was presented to her and a third time she licked the man clean, but this time he stayed. So Laura continued to lick and suck until he exploded, shooting several spurts down her throat.

Lunch over, Laura again received a half dozen strokes across her sore ass from a leather strap. Then one of the men began lubing her rear hole. The slick finger sliding in and out and twisting around felt good and was beginning to get Laura aroused once more when it was replaced with a rounded piece of plastic. As this was worked deeper and deeper, Laura recognized it as a Bardex nozzle. After several minutes of twisting and pushing the device popped inside and the man began to pump the attached bulb. Laura felt the ball grow inside her which only made her more excited. He inflated the device until it became slightly uncomfortable and then stopped.

Laura knew she was going to be getting an enema, but not exactly what kind. She could twist around just far enough to see that they had hung all three bags from a high pole behind the three women. In fact they were nine or ten feet above the ground, making them almost eight feet above the nozzle. When the air was released and the valve opened, Laura found the bags were filled with a hot, thick, dense fluid which rushed into her under even higher pressure than she had expected.

For several minutes as the flow continued, filling and stretching her, the men used small cats to whip her back and shoulders as well as underhanded on her dangling tits and engorged stomach. At last the bags emptied and the men closed the valves and removed the hoses. But the whipping and other torments continued as the women were forced to hold the enemas for another twenty minutes. Once they were released from the pillories, all moved as fast as they could to the bathroom inside the small storage shed to relieve the waves of cramps. Afterwards, the men strung them up by their wrists to nearby whipping posts and used a hose and spray attachment to wash them off.

The women were then staked out spread eagled on their backs on the lawn and allowed to "rest" for a couple of hours. They were tied loosely enough so their limbs weren't strained but they were blindfolded and every once in a while someone would come over to play with them. During the time she was there Laura was taken by three men, eaten to orgasm by two others and one woman. And twice she suddenly became aware of someone kneeling over her head seconds before a hairless pussy was lowered to her eager mouth.

When the pledges were released from the stakes holding them spread on the lawn they were allowed a bathroom break. Then they were led over to the angled poles Laura had first seen on their arrival. These were ten feet of so long and set into the ground at about a fifty degree angle. Each five inch cylinder was padded and covered with a leather-like plastic. Short pieces of chain were attached near the top. Each of the women was led to a pole. John, who was with Laura, held out an eight inch dildo to show her and then as she watched lightly covered it with vaseline. He had her spread her legs and then watched as she slowly pushed the shaft in until the flared base pressed against her pussy lips. Then he and Tom moved her to straddle the pole, facing it. They anchored her ankle cuffs to rings in the ground and then stretched her along the pole, pulling her hands along it above her head, and stretched her until only her toes were on the ground and then attached her wrist cuffs to the chains from the pole's top.

Now Laura was stretched along the length of the slanted pole. Her legs were spread by the padded cylinder between them, opening her ass and spreading her pussy lips against the leather-like material covering the post. The dildo in her pussy pressed against the pole, pushing it deeper, and her breasts hung on either side, pressing against the smooth material. She looked around and saw that Ashley and Carol Anne and been arranged on two other poles in the same fashion and guessed they also each had a dildo embedded inside.

Three of the men were with each girl and now Laura saw that they each were shaking out a cat with thirty inch tails. She guessed what was coming: it didn't really take too much. Lashes began to fall across her as the three men worked together to sting her ass, her back and legs, and her flanks and the sides of her breasts. After about a dozen strokes they stopped and Tom did something which started the dildo vibrating. Then she got another dozen strokes. Once more the whipping stopped and Tom and John moved alongside her. They began to stroke her tits, pulling and tweaking at her nipples which were sticking out, engorged and hard, from all the stimulation. For several minutes they played with her in this manner and then, almost simultaneously, each let a clamp close over a nipple.

Then the whipping resumed. They did it slowly and methodically, landing a lash and then allowing many seconds to pass during which she never knew when to expect the next blow. Likewise their targets changed in a random fashion. The strokes were hard enough to make her cry out and her squeals and cries were mixed with those of the other two girls who were receiving similar treatment from the other male members.

The whipping lasted for twenty minutes and by the time it stopped Laura was breathing hard and felt that her skin, especially on her bottom, couldn't stand another touch. But touched it was. John came forward and began to run his hands lightly across her hot and red ass, occasionally letting his fingers trail up her crack and across her anus. Each time this happened Laura shuddered at the exquisite torment. Then someone moved two small stools on either side of her ankles and John stepped up on them, straddling the pole behind her. Suddenly she felt his greased finger penetrate her rear and begin to move in and out with a twisting motion. Laura knew what was coming and when, a few seconds later, his finger was replaced by his slick cock, she nearly came when the head forced its way inside.

John began to slowly fuck her ass, pulling almost all the way out and then slowly, slowly pressing in once more until she felt his pubic hair tightly pressed against her sensitive skin. He would hold himself there, sometimes twisting around a little, and then slowly begin the retreat once again. In a couple of minutes Laura couldn't take it any more and started to convulse in orgasm, to the extent her tight bonds allowed. But John didn't change his pattern. The slow in and out motion continued. For what must have been nearly fifteen minutes (and two more orgasms) he continued, and then he, too, couldn't postpone any longer and pressed himself hard against the bound young woman, spurting again and again into her bowels.

When John pulled out, Laura was left stretched for several minutes and then the whipping began once again. The same slow pattern of stinging blows, not hard enough to damage her to the point where she needed to call a halt, but enough to sting and keep her at a super level of arousal and sensitivity. The clamps were removed from her tits and these globes were also on the receiving end of the lash. After another twenty or thirty minutes of this, the lashes stopped again and Brad took the place behind her, straddling the pole. He repeated John's action and for the next twenty minutes Laura was stimulated, teased, and slowly ass fucked. A few more minutes of rest and then the entire process was repeated for a third time with Tom reaming her nether hole after another long, slow whipping.

When Tom finally left - first removing the nipple clamps - Laura remained stretched and hanging on the pole, the dildo still in her pussy. She could feel the heat rising from her skin, particularly the skin on her tormented ass. He rear hole felt stretched and sore. Her nipples hurt both from the clamping and then also from the returning blood when the clamps had been removed. She could feel cum dripping from her rear and down her legs along the pole. She was exhausted and sore and had never felt happier.

After another half hour, when the pledges had been on the poles for a little over two hours, the men returned to release them, allowing them a few minutes to loosen their strained muscles. Then Tom suggested they needed to be washed off a little. Laura immediately expected to be hung up and sprayed with the hose once more, and the men led the three girls over a few yards to where there was a horizontal beam about seven feet off the ground. Soon all three were arranged in tight spread eagles between the beam and the ground, arms and legs widely spread.

But they didn't bring out the sprayers. Instead they brought over three stands, attached a hose, and placed one directly beneath each girl's spread legs. Laura thought she recognized them and in a couple of minutes found she was right when the men turned on the water. These were the same sprinkler heads that had been used previously when each of the six pledges had had to stand over the spray for as long as they could. The spray wasn't hard or even extremely hot or cold, but Laura remembered how less than two minutes of the constant stimulation was all any of them could take before they had moved away. This time she couldn't move. In only a few seconds the intense sensation of the thousands of drops striking the sensitive area between her anus and pussy was driving her up the walls. But there was nothing she could do to get relief from the unrelenting spray. For fifteen minutes the pledges twisted and strained, cried out and tensed against their bonds, but nothing did any good. Finally, just as it looked like they might be becoming somewhat numb to the effects of the water, the men turned off the spray. Then they used the hose sprayers to wash down the three women.

By then it was well into the afternoon. The pledges were given occasional short breaks, but over the next several hours they were tied in some restrictive bondage, paddled and strapped some more, and stimulated sexually over and over again. At one point each was strung up by her wrists with her back to one of the male pledges. Laura found her sore buttocks pressing against Rick's equally hot and sore bottom. But to make it even more interesting Janet and Sharon moved from one pair to another, inserting a double ended dildo into their rectums. Then when the inevitable whipping began each blow was transmitted from one pledge through the rubber shaft to the other.

Another time Laura was hung front to front with Paul, but by her ankles. Her mouth was just at the height of his cock and his mouth pressed against her pussy. The two were made to eat each other while several members applied cats to their suspended bodies.

Twice more the pledges were fed something, each time still bound tightly in some uncomfortable position and they were allowed short bathroom breaks. At about seven thirty they were all six taken back down to the dungeon again. The women members took the male pledges over to one side and immediately suspended them from the ceiling by their wrists. Then they began to torment them with cats and riding crops.

Laura and the other two girls were taken to the other side where she soon found herself tied by her wrists and ankles and bent backwards over a small padded rest. The rest was about a foot square, covered with smooth leather, and stood a little over two feet high. It was mounted on a sturdy framework with rings to which to anchor her cuffs. Laura was soon stretched tightly, arched backwards, her lower back resting on the padded square, arms and legs spread a foot and a half apart. This completely exposed her front and made her pubes the highest point. Glancing around, Laura saw that Ashley and Carol Anne were tied to other devices in equally restrictive positions.

Then suddenly the tickling began. Three men began to play their fingers across her bare belly, under her arms, around her breasts. Then they added feathers and began to include her nipples and pussy in their actions. Even as tired as she was Laura could not help but react and was soon laughing uncontrollably and jerking against her bonds. This attention went on for ten minutes or so and then suddenly stopped. A black silk blindfold was added, cutting off her vision, and then the tickling resumed for several more minutes. This time she couldn't anticipate where or when the slow torture would strike.

Then once more it stopped. In a few seconds she suddenly cried out at a hot, burning pain in her belly button. This was followed by heated anguish on her nipples, stomach, thighs, and pussy as hot wax drops fell from three candles. Then this also stopped and was replaced by feathery touches removing the wax spots and three tongues slowly licking across the burned places. The mouths moved back one by one and for a full minute Laura felt nothing but the strain of her stretched muscles. Then, without warning, her bare pubes were struck by a small cat. Laura cried out and strained to close her legs, but was prevented from doing this by the ties holding her ankles spread. Again and again the leather tails struck the smooth skin at the junction of her thighs and again and again the lashes stung her open pussy lips and erect clit. Two other cats added their stings to her breasts and hardened nipples.




The Adventurers' Club Pt. 10



The whipping continued for several minutes and then, still arched and stretched, Laura felt a hard male cock push against her now sopping pussy. As the unknown man plunged deeply inside and slowly withdrew, Laura's excitement began rising once more. She had long ago lost count but Laura thought she had been penetrated, in one way or another, by a male cock about once an hour since midnight. This was astounding enough, but Laura was even more astounded to discover each time that she was just as ready and eager as ever. Now the unknown man fucked her for several minutes before coming and sending several hot spurts inside her. After he had left the entire cycle of tickling, candle wax, whipping, and sex was repeated a second time.

When the second man finished, Laura was unfastened from the device only to be immediately turned over and retied face down, her ass now raised invitingly. Then the tickling began another round. This time the hot wax fell on her back and ass but also inside the crack between her cheeks and even directly onto her sensitive and open anus, bringing a scream as it struck. When the wax had been removed the cats replaced it and when they stopped, a slick finger began to lube her rear opening, so it was no surprise when the hard cock began to push its way inside. Despite the way she had been stretched and abused, the way her rear opening ached, Laura still found the anal penetration exciting and soon was coming along with her unknown partner. This time when he finished Laura was allowed to rest for a short time as she listened to the sounds of the other two girls - and across the room, the three men being tormented and excited.

For about three hours the pledges were put through a variety of torments and teasing excitements in the dungeon. Laura had no way of knowing the time, but at one point John said, "You only have a couple of hours left. There will be a ceremony upstairs, but first we've saved one more thing for you three girls down here. So now you three will get a chance to ride the wooden horse."

Laura knew what the real wooden horse was. A sharpened triangle of wood planks which a woman was forced to straddle, her entire weight supported by the cutting edge. This had been used as a torture device in ancient times and did real damage. Laura knew that whatever was in store for her wasn't going to be that bad but suspected it might be similar so she wasn't surprised when the men brought out the three devices. Each of these consisted of a two by four about four feet long and supported horizontally by two vertical posts shaped like upside down Ts, the stem of the T forming the support post. The ends of the crosspieces each had a small roller so the entire device could be moved about the room. Near the center of the two by four was a triangle made of two planks about a foot in length. However, they were not sharpened, but were smoothly rounded and varnished, even if the rounded edge was fairly narrow and Laura could imagine it would put a lot of pressure on places not used to such pressure.

The three horses were arranged in a triangle so the three girls could see each other and each was made to straddle her "horse." Laura found that the height was low enough so that she could keep her feet on the floor and only put moderate pressure on her crotch. This surprised her because one such device she had heard about was made so that the girl riding it could only avoid putting her weight on her crotch by standing on her tip toes and would invariably succumb to fatigue and have to lower herself. With this version she could stand flatfooted and not hurt too badly and if she stood on her toes, could relieve the pressure entirely. There must be something she was missing.

While she was trying to figure this out three of the men came over and each girl had her wrist cuffs attached to a chain over her head, not tightly, but with a little slack. Then they brought over spreader bars about two feet long. One end was attached to Laura's left ankle cuff and then she discovered the way these devices would work. John had her place her weight on her right foot and carefully made sure her pussy lips opened and spread to either side of the rounded edge. Then he bent her left leg and raised her ankle up behind her so the spreader bar could sit on top of the two by four horizontal rail. As he raised her right ankle and attached the cuff to the other end of the spreader, Laura was forced to tilt forward and felt agony as her weight began to ride entirely on the sensitive tissue of her sex. The only way she could obtain any relief was to use her hands to pull on the chain to take part of her weight off her crotch.

All three of the girls were groaning and gasping at the pain and trying to use their hands to relieve themselves when they could. Laura knew she couldn't hold her weight up with her arms for very long at a time, but found as she gradually became used to the pressure the pain became tolerable. Then suddenly a cat exploded across her ass causing her to cry out and jerk which increased the pain at her crotch. Then another cat struck her unprotected tits. Then another on her stomach. For what seemed forever to Laura her world became entirely composed of the sting of the various lashes, her straining muscles, and the overriding anguish of her sex on the wooden horse. For the first time she thought seriously of using a safeword, but, this close to the end of her ordeal, used all of her resolve to resist.

Finally the blows stopped and her ankles were released so she could stand and take the pressure off of her swollen pussy. John released her hands and gave her a towel to wipe her sweating and tear stained face. Then he gave her a kiss and said, "You were wonderful. That was the worst."

The three women were allowed a quick rinse in the shower and then joined the three male pledges. Their cuffs were again fastened on and their hands clipped together behind them. They were led upstairs but before they were taken into the Great Hall the black silk blindfolds were once more wrapped around their eyes, removing all vision.

Someone's voice - Michael? - said, "You will each be taken into the hall, one at a time, by your sponsor for the final ceremony. Wait here until you are called." Laura felt John's hand on her arm give her a quick squeeze and forgot her aches and pains, happy to be nearly done with the initiation. Still there was a little apprehension of what this "final ceremony" would entail.

Rick was called first. Laura listened intently but could hear only muffled sounds from the hall. At least there didn't seem to be a lot of screaming. That was encouraging. After what seemed an hour, but was probably only ten or fifteen minutes or so, Carol Anne was called. Another long wait and then Paul and his sponsor, Lori, went inside.

Finally it was Laura's turn. John held her arm and guided her inside. Of course she couldn't see anything, but she sensed that the other members were present. John led her a little farther and then stopped her. A voice in front of her intoned, "The pledge Laura. Bind her." She felt herself moved forward slightly against a padded rail, probably one of the sawhorse like frames. Her legs were spread and anchored. Her wrists were unclipped only long enough to stretch her across the padded bar and then reattached to rings in front of her, pulling her straight forward.. Then she felt a hard cock placed against her lips. She needed no instruction and opened her mouth to begin to lick and suck. While she was doing this she felt a finger, covered with lube, press into her sore rear hole and begin to spread the slick substance all around. As soon as she was well coated, a second cock pressed against her anus and soon she was being fucked at both ends. Laura, despite the trials of the past day, responded and before both of the mystery men had shot their hot juices into her, she had come yet again.

She was quickly unfastened from the frame, her hands fastened behind her back once more, and then her blindfold was removed. As she looked around she saw that all the members present were as nude as she herself. She also saw that John had moved onto the same velvet covered table that had been used last night at the start of the long day. He lay on his back, his cock rampant and he directed a wide smile straight at her. Tom, behind the table, now said, "You will pleasure your sponsor. Let the members see your enjoyment."

Laura was still aroused from the last activities and wasted no time. She bent over John and for a minute sucked and licked at his hard member then she started to climb onto the table. Two male members immediately steadied and helped her, for with her bound wrists it wasn't easy. When she was finally kneeling astride him they backed up and let her impale herself on his rigid shaft. As she sank down Laura groaned at the pain it caused her damaged pussy. Still, she found the act more of a pleasure. The ache somehow seemed to enhance the arousal and she immediately started climbing to a higher level as she began to move up and down on John's hard cock. In only a couple of minutes Laura started John shooting his hot cum into her and this triggered her own orgasm. She shook with her convulsions for a short time, but in her worn condition was nearly ready for collapse. The two male members helped her off once again, but she stopped them and bent forward, her hands still bound behind her, to give John a kiss.

The two members then led her over to where the other three pledges were standing in a line, their hands attached to ceiling chains above their heads. Laura had her wrist cuffs attached to another chain, not really stretching her, but not leaving much slack. The members backed off and Laura turned to watch the final two pledges. James was being brought in by his sponsor, Janet, and was soon bound over the padded horse as Laura had been. As she watched two female members, Sharon and Dianne, moved up to him. Dianne arranged herself on a chair in such a way that her pussy was against his mouth and James began to lick at her slit. Sharon had donned a strap-on and now began to lube the tight rear opening of the bound pledge. Soon she was driving the rubber tool into his rear as Dianne neared her climax. When Dianne finally came both girls moved back and then untied James. Like Laura his blindfold was removed and Janet was revealed to be lying on the velvet covered table. Dianne and Sharon helped him onto the table and then moved back as he, with a little help from Janet, fucked his sponsor until both came. Afterwards he was brought over and attached to a chain next to Laura.

The final pledge, Ashley, was brought in and Peter and Sean took their pleasure in her mouth and ass. Then, as Laura had done with her sponsor, Ashley mounted Brad and rode him to a climax. Laura could see the mix of emotions on Ashley's face: the arousal and sexual pleasure mixed with the pain coming from her damaged flesh. At last Ashley was brought over and Joined the other pledges, chained to the ceiling.

Tom now faced the pledges. "You have all endured a long, hard day of trials and not a few pleasures. We would now like to welcome you to full membership. One more thing before we do that, however. Each of us will welcome each of you with one more taste of the cat, both back and front. The members had lined up at Rick's end. Now Tom took his place at the head of the line. Each member carried a cat with two foot tails and a polished twelve inch handle. Tom moved behind Rick and gave him a hard lash on his ass, bringing a cry. He then moved on to Carol Anne as the next member in line delivered a blow to Rick's already sore bottom. The members moved down the entire line, each of the eighteen giving a stroke to each bare ass. Laura felt a stinging line of fire as Tom's whip crossed her sore rear and another as each of the members delivered a severe cut. When the last stroke to Ashley had been delivered, Tom moved in front of Rick and swung his cat against his chest and then moved on to slice the leather tails across Carol Anne's tits. Once again each pledge received eighteen strokes.

As the pledges hung regaining their breath each of their sponsors moved to release them and began removing their cuffs. The other members formed a semicircle around the six and their sponsors as they stood in front of the long table. Laura now noticed that six cats had been placed on the table, each one like the two foot models the members had just used on her. Now each sponsor picked up one of these and faced his or her pledge. Again Rick's sponsor, Sharon, went first. "On behalf of all the members, and especially myself, I would like to welcome you as a full member of the Adventurers' Club." She presented him with the cat and gave him a hug and a long kiss.

Each sponsor more or less repeated the same sentiment and presented his or her pledge with one of the cats. After John had given her a kiss which, to her surprise, began to arouse her again, Laura looked closely at her cat. It was a beautiful piece of workmanship. The tails were of soft oiled leather, two feet in length and about a half inch wide with a slight taper. The handle was of some dark hardwood, stained nearly black and finished to a polished smoothness. A small loop in the end of the handle allowed for hanging from a belt or waist chain. And inset into the handle was a small silver oval with her name engraved on it. Just wrapping her hand around the handle both filled her with a sense of power and also - surprise! - turned her on sexually.


When all of the pledges had been presented with their cats, Tom spoke once more. "I would also like to express my welcome to each of you. But tonight I expect you are all a little tired - and maybe just a little too sore - to want to do much else. So in a minute each of your sponsors will take you up stairs where you should probably get a good night's sleep. And, although I know you have all been deprived for so long, you still might want to wait until at least tomorrow for any sexual satisfaction." This comment brought laughs from nearly everyone and Laura realized that she did seem to hurt everywhere: Her skin was tender where she had been whipped and paddled. Her muscles ached from the various strains of the different types of bondage. Her pussy was swollen and it, along with her breasts and anus, was feeling stretched, sore, crushed, and super tender all at the same time. She had been had in one hole or another more than twenty times in the last day and yet she still felt a little aroused. Still, she probably would wait until at least the next morning to show John how she felt about the whole thing.

Tom went on, "Tomorrow everyone can sleep as late as the want. We have no more pledges. Everyone is now a full member, but we have the rest of the week to use this place. We only have one more activity planned and I think our former pledges may very well like it. Tomorrow afternoon and night you six will have a chance to repay a little. Starting then, and until the next morning, you six will have a chance to use and abuse the rest of us any way you please. And having seen what you have learned in your pledge classes, I fully expect every one of us to be extremely sore by then. Now once again, welcome, and get some rest so you'll be ready to work us over tomorrow."

Amid cheers and congratulations from the other members the former pledges were led out by their sponsors. John wrapped his arm around Laura's waist and guided her upstairs into one of the rooms where, for the first time in nearly a week, she lay down to sleep without being bound to the bed. As John gave her a kiss and she snuggled against him she was nearly asleep already when a stray thought crossed her mind making her give a slight giggle. She had remembered asking herself that question, "How did I get into this?" and then once again answered, "Just lucky, I guess." John looked questioningly at her and she shook her head. "No, just a thought." She gave him another kiss and said, "We'd better get some sleep, because tomorrow I'm really going to whip your ass."