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The Initiation

By: Jack Pickman



We had been conversing over the Internet for three years and had finally met on three different occasions this year. Our times together had been very loving and our sex had been exquisite, we had tried it all and were completely satisfied with each other.


Most recently we had talked about joining an underground Club in Houston, a Club that catered to the wealthier level of Houston's society… a very private group that was dedicated to the preservation and enjoyment of adult entertainment. I had heard from a business associate that there was an initiation necessary to get in. I was a little concerned as how you would take it and tried to prepare you for the most likely things that would occur. It will be an "anything goes" session for any of the male or female members who participate, I told you as we chatted online, and if you want to join you will be required to be their "playtoy" for the evening.

I ask you again ... "Are you sure?"

You were silent for several seconds on your typed reply, and then you wrote, "Yes." I could feel apprehension in you hesitation but also determination and excitement. I knew about your fantasies, we had told each other about each other's wildest fantasies. I knew one of yours was about multiple lovers, but I hoped this won't be more than you bargained for. 

You got a chance in March to get away and I made arrangements for you to stay at the Adams Mark Hotel off of Westhiemer Avenue, and only a short fifteen minute drive to the River Oaks residence were the party was to be held. As we drove into the driveway and I ask you one last time, "are you sure your ready for this?" 

Your answer comes in the form of you getting out of the car and heading for the front door.

A tall brunette opened the door and introduces herself as Jill, then without saying a word she motions us to follow her as she moves down the hall into the center of the house. Coming to a closed door she stops and turns around handing me a strip of silk and tells me to blindfold you and then come through the door. I gently put the blindfold over your eyes and tie it behind your head. 

Giving you a quick kiss, I lead you through the door. The smell of incense and candles overwhelms us as we proceed. I stop about ten steps into the room and pull my hand away, leaving you standing alone. Almost immediately you feel multiple hands moving up and down your body. The hands are rubbing and caressing which creates so many feelings within you.

You can feel your breasts being cupped and fondled and your nipples being twisted and manipulated. Hands are rubbing your shoulders making you relax. A hand is rubbing the front of your skirt; slowly circling inward from your thighs while somebody is kneading the flesh of your ass. More hands are rubbing up and down your legs. You begin to feel buttons being undone and zippers unzipped as your clothes are removed. Soon you are standing naked and the non-stop movement of the hands never pauses.

Your right hand is grasped by a small feminine hand and guided to a hard cock and your fingers curled around it. You feel hands caressing every part of your body. Somebody's finger starts sliding up and down the front of your pussy, moving softly over your trimmed bush on your mons and then move further between your slightly parted legs with each movement. A finger slides easily into your now moist slit as you are already very wet from all the stimulation. 

You feel hands pushing you down to the floor and onto soft fluffy pillows. The hands continue to roam your body, becoming more and more aggressive. Your head is tilted to one side and a stiff cock is slid into your mouth. Your other hand is pulled between another pair of legs and you feel a soft clean-shaven pussy. Not sure about this you pull your hand away. Roughly your hand is pulled back and pushed firmly into the wet slippery cunt.

The realization hits you that you have no control over what happens to your body tonight. Panic starts to overcome you until you remember that I am here and won't let anyone hurt you. Your hand is pushed back and forth rubbing up and down the pussy of the girl kneeling beside you. Your legs are lifted and spread apart. You feel a hard cock pressing at the opening of your wet pussy. With one thrust, the stiff cock slides deep inside you and begins slow in and out movements. You feel another mouth licking and sucking and nibbling around your ass cheeks. Your ass is lifted and another pillow is slid under you.

The fucking continues while you feel a tongue working its way into your crack, licking up and down from your pussy to your puckered asshole. The tongue starts swirling round and round your ass, occasionally poking in. In and out the cock fucks ... in and out your ass is tongued. Stiffening as a huge orgasm takes over your body and wave after wave hits you as the cock slides in and out of your mouth ... in and out of your cunt.

The extra pressure and movement sends both of them into their own orgasm and cum fills both your mouth and your pussy. You relax and both cocks slid out of their respective holes. Immediately, your feel another stiff cock replacing the first and begins pounding in and out of you. Occasionally someone slaps your ass as the thrusts continue ... in and out. Your head is again turned as you feel legs moving in on either side of your head and a pussy pushed down on your mouth. You're told to suck the wet cunt and, tentatively, you probe your tongue into the wet slit. You begin to lick and suck with more vigor as the cock in your pussy sends you higher and higher.

Hands are rubbing your breasts and you feel a mouth sucking on first one nipple then the other. The cock is pounding in and out, driving deeper and harder as you feel pussy juice running down your cheeks as you lick, suck and nibble the woman's cunt above you. She begins to move and wiggle as the beginning of her orgasm approaches. The cock in your pussy fucks more urgently ... pounding harder and harder. You can feel another orgasm coming on. Just as the other two begin to cum, your body tightens as you are wracked with pleasure. It seems to go on and on. The feeling is wonderful.

You cry out but your moans of orgasm are mixed with the crowd.

You come again and again.... Coming continually as you lie in the crowd until everyone's orgasms subside and you feel the cock slide out of your well-fucked pussy. The girl sitting on your face moves away and you relax, enjoying the break. Suddenly you feel your arms being pulled to the side, pinned down and your legs are being pulled apart and held down. Nothing happens for a few moments then you feel a quick hot sting on your stomach and smell the odor of a candle burning.

Again, a quick sting of hot wax and a mouth kissing the wax away. Again and again, more and more, drips and kisses. The drips move to your breasts and you begin to feel another candle and mouth moving up your legs. First a drip on one leg then the other with kisses and nibbles right behind. Up your legs they come, around and around your breasts, getting closer and closer to your sensitive nipples. Drip ... nibble ... suck.... drip ... kiss ... lick ... drip ... nibble ...

Then you feel the first drip hit your nipple. The sensation is stimulating. The hot wax drips around the sides of your pussy, followed by licking, then drips on your slit and wax licked away. Your clit is nibbled and wax is dripped. Then you feel cold, as an ice cube is rubbed on your breasts. Drip... hot wax ... then cold. Then the ice moves to your pussy. Sliding up and down your slit, then into your open wet cunt. Then a tongue licking ...licking ... the ice is melting and being licked. More wax drips on your breasts which stings and is followed by more lips and tongues licking ... sucking ... nibbling.

Somebody takes off the blindfold and you can see the owners of the lips, tongues and hands that are all over you. A pretty girl is kneeling between your legs pushing a banana into your dripping cunt. She fucks you with the yellow cock and then takes it out, licks it clean, peels and starts sliding it up and down your wet slippery cunt. With one motion she slides it all the way into you and begins to lick and nibble the banana as it slides in and out. A guy moves up to your face and sticks a cock between your lips. You feel the strange sensations as the banana being eaten... your cunt being eaten. Somebody starts nibbling on your nipples as the hard cock slides in and out of your mouth. You stiffen as wave after wave of orgasm overcomes you. So much stimulation from so many directions as the cock in your mouth stiffens and dumps a load deep down your throat.

Another guy straddles you and lays his cock between your breasts and begins to tit fuck them. You lick the tip as it comes close to your mouth before sliding back and disappearing between your breasts. The banana is gone but the girl is stuffing your pussy full of strawberries. You can feel as she stuffs one after the other into your cunt. When it feels like you can't hold anymore you feel the licking and sucking start again, as she eats the strawberries one by one.

The tit fuck is over as he slides up and shoots spurt after spurt of cum into you mouth. One of the men lies down on the floor next to you and you're told to straddle his hips and insert his massive cock within your throbbing cunt. You slide down his huge pole of flesh, the biggest of the evening so far and feel it push out and stretch the walls of your heated and quivering pussy. You feel your ass lifted high in the air, you're back arched as your nipples and tits are suckled and squeezed. You feel another tongue moving through the crevice of your ass cheeks and then rim your anal star. Around and around your ass ... the tongue stabs in and out ... around and around. 

Your pussy is being filled to it limit and then some as you open your stance and spread your thighs wider, your hips undulating onto the massive pole that is beneath you and pushing up inside you, up against your cervix and pushing it deep into your belly with each of your downward lunges. The guy licking your ass slides up so he is perpendicular to you, close to your spread buttocks and pushes his stiffness against your tensing ass. You feel it as it overcomes your anal tensing and slides slowly deeper as you are overcome with the stimulation. You moan as you feel both cocks enter and pull back slightly as you adjust to the new sensations, you feel the two cocks pistoning next to each other separated by only a thin membrane as your ass and cunt are fucked. The girl pushes her head between you and your supine lover and resumes licking and sucking your clit as the cock slides in and out by her mouth.

After awhile your supine lover groans and stiffens as he dumps a huge load into your soaking wet pussy, his cock softens and he slides out from beneath you, making you kneel and support yourself on your hands as the girl scoots beneath you and pushes three of her fingers into your cunt and pumps out the copious mixture of your and your lovers cum as she licks hungrily at your open and inflamed cunt and throbbing clit.

Once more, you begin to cum ... the orgasm overwhelms you. The extra motion sends the cock in your ass over the edge and his load of cum empties deep inside you. The girl who has been licking your pussy reaches up and grasps your nipples and pulls them downward making you lower yourself down toward her spread open cunt. She continues to lick and stimulate your clit and pussy as you open your mouth and lick at her inflamed labia; you lick and nibble on her ... enjoying these new feelings that are being generated. 

Another cock replaces the one in your ass and begins to pound in and out. The girl slides out of the way as another man slides beneath you. The girl squats over your new supine lover and supports herself on her hands and feet above the man's face her cunt pushed against your face and presses her pussy on to your mouth. You can't see but you feel the cock beneath you center on your cunt, pushing through your puffy and inflamed pussy lips ... trying to enter. The prick pushes in slowly due to the tightness and, after a few moments, you begin to get used to the huge stiff cock that is loosening you up. Both cocks begin sliding in and out ...in and out ... in and out ... Your mouth is being smothered by the writhing pussy that is about to explode in your mouth. She is jumping all over as orgasm approaches. She begins to cum just as the two cocks also start squirting. This sends you into another wrenching orgasm. You almost pass out from the intensity.

It seems like the sensations will never quit and you collapse from exhaustion in a pile of flesh.

END 

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The Initiation



Special thanks to The Style Guy for helping me edit this first submission and popping my Literotica cherry......

Waiting anxiously for an answer at the other end of the line, I find myself becoming aroused from the anticipation of hearing your sweet voice. I am completely fascinated by everything about you, your beautiful voluptuous body, your silky caramel skin, and deep soulful eyes that can be caring one moment and demanding the next.

Almost frantic after five rings, I doggedly hold the phone praying that you will answer. I'm almost teary eyed with relief when you pick up on the seventh ring. 

"Hello puppy," your honeyed voice purrs.

"Hello Ma'am. Please forgive my impertinence in calling again. I want you to know that I've arrived and I await your instruction."

"Are you excited about our meeting puppy?"

"Yes Ma'am. I'm very excited."

"Good. I'll be there in a bit, but there are a few other things I need to pick up. I'm anxious to begin your enlightenment."

The echo of a smile in your voice rings in my head after you've hung up. I'd never before considered myself submissive in any way. However, my need to please you constantly surprises me and surpasses all other desires I may have. 

I am impatient and my nervousness builds as the minutes tick by. I pace, check my hair, brush my teeth again and check my watch for the tenth time when I hear your soft knock.

Your welcoming smile is the first thing I notice as I open the door. You are so beautiful. At 5'5", your rounded body is deceptively covered from head to toe in a beige trench coat. I can see the tip of an expensive pair of black boots peeking from beneath the hem, but nothing else. 

Your face, as always, is as open and kind as it has ever been. You exude a type of warmth that has lured me from the beginning of our relationship. The dimpled sweetness of your smile slowly melts into a seductive smirk. 

"Hello puppy," wide eyes staring directly into mine, seeing, it would seem, directly into my soul. 

I can hardly breathe much less respond, so amazed that you are standing before me. I swallow once and then again in an effort to regain my composure.

"Hello Ma'am," I answer with just the slightest break in my voice. 

I notice the bags you're carrying and quickly offer to take them for you, which you graciously accept. I invite you inside and close the door, watching you float into the room. As you pass, I detect your perfume and my cock responds with a hard shift. Your scent is indelibly imprinted in my brain now and I know that I will always recognize it. 

I turn quickly to put your bags aside in an attempt to hide my growing excitement, as I know that you require control above all else. The months of training seem to have abandoned me with your appearance. Curious considerations of how you taste consume my thoughts instead. In my mind, all I hear is your gentle voice instructing me, demanding my obedience. 

I inhale deeply as my back is to you, hoping my stubborn erection will subside. Sensing my distress you ask me to face you. Even from across the room, I know that my excitement is evident in the gray slacks I'm wearing. 

I turn slowly, eyes deferentially lowered as I know my position as servant. Even so, I see that you've opened your coat. One black nylon covered leg is in my peripheral vision. 

My cock bucks hungrily, spitting a small drop from the sight of the dimpled knee peeping at me. I squeeze my eyes completely shut, desperately searching for control, but it avails me nothing. I can still see your shapely leg in my minds eye and I tremble slightly. My mouth has begun to water in anticipation of seeing more of you and I wonder wildly how I will ever be able to withstand this. 

"Come closer, Puppy. I want to see you," you command. 

I walk quickly to you and try again to slow my breathing. I feel light headed. You step even closer to me and I am overwhelmed yet again by your scent and immense power. I see the berry colored dress that lovingly hugs your curves but barely contains your wonderful breasts. It appears to be cleverly wrapped around you and held there by two small strings on your right hip. 

My fingers itch to pull at the trailing ends of the bow to reveal your luscious body for my worship. I clear my throat in an effort to speak and then again when it doesn't seem to help. My voice sounds strange to my own ears as I ask to help you out of your coat. 

You turn and present your back to me in response, silently allowing my help. I place my hands on your shoulders, just inside your coat and feel the warmth of your skin. My breath audibly catches as I slide the coat off to reveal the generous curve of your ass. 

You hear the sobbing sound of my breathing and slowly lean back into my chest, resting there in the assurance that I am completely under your control. I tentatively lean my face down into the curve of your warm neck, inhaling deeply of the intoxicating fragrance of heated coconut and female. 

You like this, I can tell. You tilt your head the slightest degree to give me better access. I'm frozen, panting and wanting to touch and taste every part of you, but knowing that my unsolicited advances would not be well received. So I wait. In hopeful, blazing agony I wait for your request and thankfully it is not long in coming. 

You reach behind yourself to grasp my hands in each one of yours and place them around your waist, slowly sliding them over your belly. I feel the indentation of your navel and higher over your rib cage, using my hands to touch yourself in just the places you desire. 

I feel you lean more heavily against me and your ass has my cock nestled right between its abundant cheeks. I involuntarily hump forward into your softness and hear an appreciative moan from you. I am instantly aroused ten-fold with the knowledge that I've pleased you in some way and push again with the same result. 

"You like that, don't you, Puppy?" you say. 

"Unghh, ummmhmm," is all I can manage as you slide one of my hands higher up your body until it is molded against the gorgeous spill of your right breast. 

The sight of your lovely caramel tit nestled in the palm of my pale hand is almost unbearable. The deep color of your dress only emphasizes our distinct differences. 

I lean my head closer onto your neck to taste its warmth and sweetness and feel you slide my other hand down until it rests against the swell of your pussy. The damp heat that emanates from you is overwhelming and I start to tremble in silent convulsion as I heroically strive to forestall a thundering ejaculation. 

"Enough," you say, sensing my ever-thinning thread of control. 

You step away and turn to face me. Without word or pretense I watch you reach underneath the hem of your dress to slide up, up, up until you reach the waistband of your panties on each hip. And then, while looking straight into my eyes slide them down until they've created a lacy pink puddle around your boots. 

"Remove them, Puppy," you demand. 

Reverently, I bend and lift first one foot and then the other while removing the dainty piece of cloth. I remain on my knees before you. My head is bent and I await your instruction. 

You turn around once more and lean both hands on the wall in front of you. Your legs are spread and ass thrust out. 

I've yet to move from my kneeling position behind you. I begin to almost hyperventilate at the teasing sight before me, if I dared to lift my gaze. 

"This is what you wanted, isn't it, Puppy?" you ask. 

"Y-yyes ma'am," I stammer, dizzy from the heated scent of you. 

"Lift my dress."

I place both hands on either side of your hips and stretch my fingers down to collect the material, gathering it up in minute degrees to reveal the most luscious round ass that I've ever seen. 

You wiggle a little as the cool air touches your skin and enjoy the feeling of my hot breath sliding down your lower back and into the mysterious crease of your ass. 

"I want you to listen closely to me now Puppy," you whisper. "I know that you've dreamed of serving me and submitting. Tonight will be your initiation. Seek to provide for my happiness and you'll find your purpose in life. Your body and your seed will be used at my discretion alone." 

"Yes Miss," I obediently reply, drunk with want. 

You bend fully at the waist now, ass protruding obscenely into my face. You look over your shoulder at me and wiggle it teasingly, enjoying your power. 

"Is this what you want?" inching ever closer to my face. 

"Yes ma'am," I pant.

"Do you still want it?"

"Oh yes ma'am. Please, may I?"

"May you what, puppy?"

My eyes have begun to water and I can actually feel a dribble of spittle in the corner of my mouth.

"May I taste you, please?"

"Spread my ass and lick my button Puppy," you command. 

My pale hands tremble as I caress and stroke your soft ass. I squeeze each cheek in my hands and am hypnotized by the resiliency of your flesh. It seems to bounce and push back into my palms. 

I bend myself very low and put my face just inches from your dark crack and spread you open. The inside crevice is a rich mahogany, darker in comparison to the honeyed color of the rest of your skin. 

The tiny rosebud buried inside beckons me. I push my face deeply into your crack and press my tongue to your button. I feel your body jerk and proceed to lick and thrust my tongue as deeply inside you as I can. 

The taste of you, the heat from you, and the sound of you, are all working together to send my senses into overload. I can't process the bombardment of feeling. All I want is to taste more, feel more, have.....more. 

You begin to thrust back on my tongue, demanding that I give more. You're panting and straining against my mouth and I know that you are close. Then it happens, you stiffen and the tiny hole that had so recently relented to my adoring intrusion, flexes and tightens, massaging my tongue as the orgasmic spasms rack your body. I feel the flood of your cream slide down your inner thighs onto my chin. 

I shame myself by feeling my own flood coat my boxers as I ejaculate without ever having been touched. 

You stand and turn to face me, immediately noticing the large wet spot on my trousers. I'm humiliated and ashamed that I've failed so miserably on my first lesson. 

I await my punishment in obedient silence. The waiting lasts for longer than I'd expected. I cautiously steel a peek at you to find you studying me with an intensely absorbed look. 

You reach down to cup my chin in your small hand and lift my face to you. I feel your soft full lips press onto mine, and then the wet sweep of your tongue gathering the lingering essence of you. 

"Mmmm, good job Puppy."



The Initiation



Vicki was watching a boring TV soapy when the doorbell jingled.

She swung her long legs off the sofa and strolled to answer it. 

Swinging open the door, she saw her three new friends standing there. A smile lit up her beautiful face as she invited them in.

After they'd asked her what she'd been up to, she answered, "Being bored to tears with all these soapies. I'm going stir crazy."

The three friends looked at each other and smiled. Then they looked at Vicki and smiled at her.

"What? Apart from having a coffee and telling me what you three have been up to."

They sat on the lounge as Vicki handed them all a cup and Karen said "I remember that we were talking about your husband, and you thought he was a little inadequate!?"

"Oh yes" laughed Vicki, "But I married the big lug so I have to take the good with the bad I suppose, and I do love John."

Julie spoke up then. "You can have the good as well, Vicki. After all, you are only twenty two years old."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we belong to an exclusive club, and that is all we are going to say."

"What sort of club is it?" asked Vicki.

Karen said that if any more was spoken about this club, it would be after she was a member. "Your husband has to be a member as well, and I'll let you into a little secret. John is a member."

"What?" exclaimed a bewildered Vicki?

"John has been invited to be a member for a month now, and he said he'd accept if you did."

"Did you invite him to?"

"No" answered Julie. "Men get invited by men. Usually there will be some businessmen who get to join without there wives. Senators and judges and the like."

"But when the people are young, like you and John," added Karen, "then you have to join as a couple."

"Please Vicki," her friends pleaded. "You won't be sorry."

Vicki thought about it for a while, and started to feel excited. It was almost a sexy feeling so she said she would join.

"That's wonderful!" her friends exclaimed. "We need gorgeous young women like you to join."

"Why is that?" asked Vicki, puzzled.

"Umm! We said we won't talk about it until you become a member" laughed Karen.

The three friends finished their coffee and thanked Vicki. Karen told her that her husband would be initiated this Friday night, and she would be initiated the following Friday night. And she was forbidden to speak of it to her husband.

Vicki asked why she couldn't accompany her husband to be initiated into the club. Karen said "That's not how the club works."

They waved goodbye to her at the door and left.

Vicki wondered what the club was for. She had a sexy feeling about it all as she thought about the secrecy.

When Friday came around, three guys came to the house to pick up John in a Mercedes. One of them told Vicki that she wasn't to stay up for her husband as he might be out all night.

As he followed her husband to the car, the man turned and smiled at Vicki. She had on a halter top and shorts. He seemed to appreciate what he saw.

Later, that night, Vicki thought of the man's look. It was a look as if he expected to see her again. He was a handsome man, not unlike her husband, and she felt a shiver of excitement run though her loins.

After she'd showered, she strolled, naked, into the bedroom. She looked at her reflection in the full length mirror. Her beautiful breasts jutted firmly and her narrow waist accentuated her curvaceous hips. Her lovely long legs rose up to an almost hairless sex, and as she looked, she felt a sensuous tingle in her clitoris.

Vicki frowned as she realized that she was thinking of the handsome man who had smiled at her.

She slipped on a satin robe and went to watch TV. She gave up after a while as she realized that she couldn't get that man's smile out of her mind. She turned off the TV and went up to the bedroom.

As she went up the stairs, she felt the sensuous tingle growing into a throb that was moistening her pussy. Turning off the lights, she threw of the robe, climbed into bed and tried to sleep.

It was no use. Her clitoris was aching with desire and her aching nipples were pouting stiffly against the sheet. The fingers of Vicki's right hand slid slowly down to her pussy. She'd never done it before, but now she knew she was going to masturbate.

As her middle finger found the swollen bud of her clitoris, her legs spread wide under the sheet. As the finger flicked back and forth over her clit, her other hand cupped a breast and thumbed the nipple.

It only took a few minutes of pleasuring before intense ecstasy raged through her pelvis, making her cry out. She rolled onto her side, feeling the wetness of her orgasm coating her love-lips.

Vicki felt extremely sexy and wanted a man to have her, but the orgasm had taken the edge off her desire for lust and so she fell asleep not long afterwards.

Vicki slept late into Saturday morning, and woke to the sounds of coffee making downstairs. She sat up in bed and reached for her robe. John must have come home after all, she thought.

She went down to find him sitting at the table with two coffees. "Hi," he said tiredly. "I knew I'd wake you, so I made you a coffee as well."

"Thanks," she said. Vicki almost asked her husband what had happened, but remembered that she had to refrain from questions for the rest of the week. It'll be a long week, she thought to herself.

Eventually Friday came around and Karen, Julie and Paige arrived five minutes after John had left for work. The three young women looked as excited as Vicki felt.

She invited them in and they sat around the lounge room. Vicki waited for them to say something, but it took almost a minute for them to speak. And when they did, it was a more controlled trio who were smiling at Vicki.

Karen asked, "Well, Vicki, are you ready for your big day? Or should I say big night?"

Vicki nodded excitedly and wondered what they would tell her.

Julie stated that they'd be going to a beautician later in the evening, but first they were taking Vicki to get a special dress for her first night.

The four young women chatted till lunch time and after a snack, they took Vicki to a special dress shop.

Vicki gazed around at all the beautiful gowns and exclaimed how lovely they were.

"Now you get to choose one," smiled Julie.

"But they are so expensive," said Vicki.

"The club pays for them, Vicki. You can have any dress in the shop."

Vicki already had her eye on a lovely satin gown with a silk top. She tried it on and it fit beautifully. "It fits like a second skin," she sighed.

Julie already had the club's card out and was paying for the gown. She smiled at Julie and said, "We'll go back to your apartment before you go to the beautician."

It was four o'clock pm, and Julie was made to have a shower, after which Paige took her to the beautician.

Whilst there, she had her hair done in a pony tail, which she had not had done before. She actually liked it. The beautician didn't use much makeup. She said Vicki was very beautiful and didn't need much makeup.

Paige drove Vicki back to the apartment. It was now seven pm and it was time to dress Vicki.

Karen made Vicki strip before handing her a pair of stay up stockings. Vicki slipped them on and Karen told her to put the dress on.

Vicki slipped the dress on and felt the silk caress her upper body as it hugged her gorgeous figure. Her breasts were held nicely by the bodice and her nipples stiffened as they pressed against the soft silk.

The satin skirt flowed down over her long legs and the lack of panties made her feel sexy and naked under the gown. Vicki felt a tingle start in her pelvis and climb to her stiff nipples.

Karen and the other two admired her beauty and said it was time to go to the club.

At her words, Vicki felt a tingle of excitement run through her body.

Half an hour later, the four young women exited a stretched limousine in a leafy, tree-lined street. Vicki looked up and saw a big old sandstone building with a huge portico and ornate doors.

Karen knocked and the doors swung open onto a carpeted foyer. The women went in, and Karen ushered them into a room off to the side. She closed the door and turned to Vicki.

She asked her a question. "Are you ready to join the club?"

Vicki answered that she was.

"Will you follow our rules and customs with sincerity and discretion?"

"Yes! I will."

"Then we are nearly ready for your initiation, Vicki."

Paige handed Karen a brown velvet mask which she placed over Vicki's head. She pulled her ponytail out the back of it and patted the mask down in the front of her ears so that Vicki was blind but could hear.

Vicki felt Karen unzip the back of her dress and push it off her shoulders. She felt other hands helping Karen remove the dress completely, letting it drop to the floor, where she stepped out of it. She also stepped out of her shoes.

Vicki's arms were pulled behind her and her wrists were bound together with silken rope as she heard a door open and shut.

She was left in silence for a moment as she heard some whispering. Then she was moved to another spot in the room.

Karen spoke to her stipulating that she must obey. "Spread your feet wide apart, Vicki."

She did so, spreading them about two feet apart. "Excellent" said Karen.

Vicki heard a slight slithering noise and wondered what was going on. She was standing here, completely nude, except for her stockings, and who knew what was going to happen to her. 

She felt a slight breeze stirring the soft down on her Venus mount and immediately felt sexy. She felt her nipples stiffening to a pout and realized she was partly aroused with the excitement of it all. A tingle throbbed softly in her clitoris and she felt a blush start on her cheeks.

Karen then told Vicki to kneel and to keep her knees wide apart.

Vicki lowered herself slowly and as her knees touched the floor, she felt something soft and warm brush her inner thighs and at the same time her sex came down on something warm and soft, yet stiff.

As it pressed against her love-lips, pressing them apart, she gasped, realizing what they had made her do. She was kneeling over a man. A naked man.

She stiffened for a minute, holding herself as high as she could, but it was no use. Her sex pressed down on the very aroused cock of this man who lay under her.

Vicki felt herself begin to quiver with excitement, yet she felt guilty. She knew this man wasn't her husband. His cock was much longer than John's. Her husbands cock was only six inches long, and what was pressing against her womanhood was obviously much longer than that.

She felt her body betraying her as she moistened. She moaned, but couldn't help herself. She pressed down and felt the huge cock push into her, opening her love for pleasuring.

Vicki pressed down slowly and was amazed at how long and thick the man's cock was. It stretched her open and penetrated deeper than her husband ever had. Much deeper.

After a moment she lifted up, pulling her cunt off the cock that was now slick with her juices. It was too long to pull right out, and Vicki drove down again.

She lifted up again and drove down again and again, fucking herself on this man's huge cock.

Pleasure took hold of her and she rocked up and down, crying out breathlessly as pleasure built towards orgasm. She cried out again and again until she came with a final sigh of pleasure.

She dropped her head and she heard clapping. Her friends were clapping her performance. And as they clapped, she felt the man's cock twitch inside of her.

Oh no, she thought. He's going to come. And then his cum erupted up into her cunt, tingling as it spurted hotly into her. Vicki tilted her head back and moaned softly as his juices mingled with hers.

As the clapping continued, she realized that there were a lot more people clapping her performance than just her friends. She felt nervous and wondered what was happening.

After about a minute, during which they let her stay impaled on the man's still hard cock, they helped her up and helped her into her dress. She slipped her shoes back on and she was led straight ahead.

She wondered where the wall of the room was, but then her friends stopped her and took off the blindfold. She gasped as she saw that the wall was folded back to open into a huge hall.

There were about a hundred people there. About eighty men and twenty women.

Vicki turned to Karen with a smile. "Oh dear" she laughed softly. "They watched me being fucked."

"Yes" laughed Karen. "Welcome to the club. Now go and mingle."

"But I'm all wet under this dress."

Vicki's eyes nearly popped when she replied, "That's okay. A lot of these guys like to fuck a hot buttered bun."

Paige led Vicki towards the thickest part of the crowd and introduced her to a lot of men.

After making small talk for about twenty minutes, a woman she hadn't met came to her and said she had to put the blindfold on.

She didn't think about it at first, but realized after the blindfold was fastened under her ponytail that some man must want her.

The woman led her to some stairs at the side of the room and led her up to a bedroom. She was made to undress and lie down on the bed and not remove the blindfold.

She did as she was told, and after a moment she felt the bed move under a weight as someone lay beside her. She gasped as a hand cupped her breast.

The man pressed against her and she felt his erection pressing against her thigh as he nuzzled her neck and then started sucking her nipples. First one then the other as his hand slid to her slippery pussy.

As his fingers brushed her sensitive clitoris she moaned, arching her pelvis against his hand. She gasped again, realizing that she was aroused.

The man rolled onto her, and she spread her legs to receive him, giving him access to her cunt. He drew down, placing the tip of his cock against her cunt and then thrust upwards, driving his cock deep into her love.

Vicki started moaning as he thrust in and out, pleasuring her as he pleasured his cock inside her love.

She was excited by this stranger fucking her and came quickly. The man was aware of this and thrust roughly into her and also came quickly, spurting more hot cum into her love.

As he withdrew and rolled from between her thighs, Vicki felt the other side of the mattress press down. Someone else was there. And sure enough, as the first stranger left the bed, the newcomer lay between her thighs and mounted her.

Vicki pleasured as the second man fucked her, but it took a while longer for her to come. After what seemed a long time, the man succeeded in giving her another orgasm and then he came with a gush of hot cum.

He rolled off her and left the room.

Vicki felt tired now, very surprised that three men had fucked her to orgasmic ecstasy. Her love was full of tingling semen and with a smile she fell asleep.

It was about an hour later when she awoke. She removed the blind fold and looked down at her swollen pussy lips. Her sex still tingled. As a matter of fact, her whole body tingled.

She shuddered and stretched luxuriously; amazed that she could enjoy so much fucking in such a short time. She rolled off the bed and donned her dress before walking back down the stairs.

She blushed a bit as she noticed many of the men gazing admiringly at her. She supposed she'd get used to it. Eventually.

Vicki found Karen and asked "Is John here?"

Karen answered that husbands were encouraged to stay away while their wives were at the club. And they were forbidden to attend the wives' initiation night and vice versa.

She said that there wasn't likely to be any jealousy, but it was better to keep a lid on it anyway. Also the club didn't exist outside these rooms. Nobody could speak about the club to anyone.

Vicki smiled and thought about her life before the club. She'd only ever been with her husband before. And now she'd been with three other men and she'd experienced ecstasy that she didn't know she could. And that first guy? Well his cock had touched her, and fucked her far deeper than her husband ever had, or could.

Vicki smiled as she looked at all the men in the room. "I wonder how many of them want me."

Karen chuckled and replied, "All of them. After all, you are the new girl. You are also the youngest and probably the most beautiful girl here."

Vicki smiled at her compliments and saw Paige heading towards her with the blindfold.

As Paige fastened the blindfold under Vicki's ponytail, she said "Lucky girl."

Vicki tingled all over as Paige led her towards the stairs. 



The Initiation



As I have indicated before in these stories, I worked for many years as a professor of English at a small but respected New England college. After I retired a few years ago, I didn't have a lot to do, so I decided to write my memoirs regarding some of my relationships with the students. In all cases, I have changed the names of course to protect the guilty. This is another one of those memoirs.

As with all colleges and universities, our little college was home to a few sororities and fraternities. There were three fraternities and three sororities. Also, as with other colleges and universities, the sororities and fraternities engaged in a hazing and initiation of incoming members. The initiations usually involved some form of humiliation and in the case of the fraternities, some heavy drinking. The college finally put a stop to the heavy drinking when one 18-year-old male student died from alcohol poisoning after being required to drink a fifth of vodka in one night.

The sorority initiations invariably involved some form of public nudity as a part of their humiliation, and this is what I would like to write about.

I have to admit out the outset that I was not an actual witness to this event, but I was able to see it via videotape, so that is what I will try to describe to you.

One of the original initiations apparently required by a sorority we'll call Gamma Gamma Hutcha was that the prospective member—in this case a pretty blonde girl from Waller, Kansas—had to go with her boyfriend to the McMahon Furniture Store on Main Street in our small town of 8.500 and ask to see a bed, since she and her boyfriend had been "just recently married." Fortunately, the beds and mattresses were kept on the second floor.

The couple would be accompanied by another girl from the sorority to verify the initiation and a boy from Upsilon fraternity to document the activity via video camera. 

After viewing the bed and mattress, the girl would ask the salesperson if she and her "husband" and their friends could have a little time and privacy so that they could discuss the purchase. The salesperson was expected to go downstairs so they could be alone.

Then the girl and her male friend would have to undress and have sex on the bed. The sex would be recorded on the video camera, and it would have to be "complete." How all three of them got out of the store without being arrested was up to them.

The understanding was that the videotape was only to prove the initiation and that it would be shown once only to the other sorority sisters and then destroyed. It was destroyed all right, but not until it had been copied by the man who took it and shown to the rest of his fraternity on "movie night."

This young man was one of my best and brightest students, and I often joined him for a coffee and conversation at the Student Union after class. And since I was his favorite professor, he told me about the tape and asked if I would like to see it. I told him I would love to see it—as long as he didn't tell anyone else he had lent it to me. He agreed. I thought if I liked the tape well enough, I would make a copy for myself. I had a library of videotapes I had collected over the years with some interesting student activities on them.

I recognized the young lady as soon as I started the videotape. It was Courtney Carter, a beautiful blonde 18-year-old freshman, about five seven and maybe 110 pounds. She was in my English 101.The setting was the second floor of McMahon's Furniture Store, and Courtney was dressed in the usual college garb of jeans and a sweatshirt. She was accompanied by her boyfriend "husband", Gary, a girlfriend from the sorority, and that girl's boyfriend—who carried a video camera. All of them were standing at the side of a four-poster mahogany bed with a blue quilted bedspread. 

"Can we have some time alone to talk about it first?" Courtney asked the salesman.

"Oh course," he said, "I'll be downstairs. Just let me know when you're ready."

"All right." The salesman left and went down the stairs. Courtney looked around. It appeared that no other customers were on the second floor.

"Time to do it," said her friend with a smile.

Courtney sighed, then pulled her gray sweatshirt over her head and tossed it on the bed. Her boyfriend, who seemed to be not the least bit shy, began rapidly undressing. But the camera focused mostly on Courtney. She pushed off her white sneakers, unfastened her jeans, pushed them down and stepped out of them. Then, with another sigh, she unfastened her sheer white bra and tossed that on the bed. Her breasts were small but had lovely pink nipples about the size of quarters. Finally, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her white panties, pushed them down, and stepped out of them. She was absolutely beautiful, perfectly formed, and with a little blonde bush, which she covered with her right hand.

By this time, her boyfriend was completely naked with a smile on his face and was covering nothing. But his penis was only semi-erect. "I need help," he said, looking down at it.

Apparently, Courtney had helped before, since she dropped to her knees, took the base of his penis in her right hand and put the rest of it into her mouth.

The cameraman was smart enough to get a good close-up of this, and I'll admit that I was impressed. This definitely would be one for my collection.

Courtney sucked as fast as she could, and within a few minutes, her boyfriend was fully erect. She stood up.

"Now you have to get her ready," the other girl said to Courtney's boyfriend.

He seemed happy to oblige. He dropped to his knees, put his hands around her bottom, pulled her toward him, and began licking the tender lips beneath her little bush. Courtney put her hands on his head. After a little while, Courtney said "I'm ready," to the cameraman.

"Then do it," her girlfriend said.

Courtney climbed up on the bed.

"Do it doggy-style," the cameraman said, "It will make a better picture."

If Courtney had any objection to this, she didn't utter it, since it appeared she wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. She assumed the position on her hands and knees. Her boyfriend climbed up behind her, and apparently being quite used to this position, took his engorged penis and eased it into her. Then he began pumping her, and it was soon obvious that Courtney was getting turned on as well. She began to moan softly. "Ohhhh....Ohhhh."

"Don't come inside her!" the cameraman said. "We have to see it. Do it either in her mouth or on her face."

The young man, still stiff, pulled out of her, and Courtney obligingly turned over on her back with her legs spread. The young man quickly shuffled forward on his knees between her thighs, apparently with the intention of shoving his penis down her throat. But it was too late. He came in a three-foot long white cord of semen that hit Courtney squarely in her face and in her hair.

"Yuck!" she exclaimed, sitting up. She grabbed the edge of the bedspread and tried to wipe it off, but she still looked pretty much of a mess.

"Good God!" the salesman exclaimed. Apparently, no one had seen him come back up the steps and approach them. "What the devil is going on here!" he cried.

Courtney and her "husband" quickly climbed off the bed and began to dress, while her girlfriend tried to offer some explanation to the salesman. "They were just trying to---" she began. The cameraman continued shooting, focusing primarily on Courtney's hasty attempts t get dressed.

"I know what they were trying to do! I want you all out of here—NOW! Was this another one of your stupid college pranks?! Get out! And shut that camera off!"

At that point the video ended. Well, it had definitely been worth it. And I definitely would make a copy for myself before returning it.

And I knew I would never look at Courtney in class the same way. I would always be imaging her naked—and testing out a bed. 



The Initiation



Lily twisted her long hair up into a knot and fastened it on top of her head; long tendrils hung down in front of her ears highlighting her slim neck.

"Ready to go?" Claxton asked from the doorway of her bedroom.

Lily turned to face him and smiled; he was a good ten years older than her and was dressed in dark leather from head to heel. She knew her rich upper class parents would strongly disapprove of her dating a bike gang member and that added to the attraction she felt for him.

"You sure you want to go out?" Lily asked with a suggestive glance towards the queen size bed that took up the centre of her room.

Claxton smiled as he glanced towards the bed, "Maybe later, I got some business I need to take care of first."

"Oh," Lily said sounding disappointed.

"You can come with me," Claxton smiled as he ran his eyes down over her body.

She had been easily influenced Claxton thought, all it had taken was a bit of attention and seeming approval and she had followed whatever he had suggested.

Skintight leather jeans, a vest that laced up tightly pushing her high pert breasts up creating an ample cleavage, lashings of make-up accenting her large violet coloured eyes. Her body was slender and she had a graceful way of moving.

"You're taking the pill like I said?" Claxton asked as he glanced at the bed again.

"I got no intention of risking getting pregnant," Lily said indignantly.

"Smart girl," Claxton said softly and smiled down at her. For a moment he was lost in admiring the beauty of her pixie like face with her huge eyes and red painted lips. She was an intriguing mix of shyness and fearlessness, teasing and tempting him every chance she got. 

"We got to get going if you want me to be able to spend time with you later," Claxton said abruptly as he jerked his head up breaking eye contact.

Lily let out a soft sigh of disappointment before reaching for her new leather jacket on the back of her door, "I'm ready to go when you are,"

"Let's get gone," Claxton said as he turned and left the room.

Lily was left to follow behind him, she admired the way his gang jacket fit his broad shoulders and his jeans hugged his narrow hips. She knew from experience that his arms and shoulders were strongly muscled and his lips and hands caused excitement to course through her veins.

She could see in her mind how his dark dishwater blonde hair hung down his back in a rough braid, a shadow of stubble covering his jaw at almost any time of day. His eyes were light brown with crow's feet at the corners from squinting into the sun while riding his motorbike.

"Ready for a night on the wild side?" Claxton asked as he stopped beside his large and powerful bike.

"I'm ready for anything," Lily purred sexily.

Claxton caught her to him and kissed her hard plunging his tongue into her mouth and plundering her sweet warm depths. When he finally lifted his head Lily was glassy eyed and gasping for breath.

"Put this helmet on," he ordered as he shoved a helmet into her hands.

Dazed from his kiss Lily complied and was soon sitting behind him on his bike, she wrapped her arms around his waist and held on tight when he kicked the bike to life.

The ride through the streets was fast and Lily found the feel of the bike beneath her exciting as they sped along.

"I'm going to get myself one of these," Lily thought to herself as Claxton sped through a traffic light as it turned amber.

Half an hour later Claxton rode the bike onto the lawn of a large sprawling house among other bikes and put the stand down before turning the engine off. He motioned for Lily to get off the bike and she swung her leg over behind herself awkwardly and stumbled slightly as she found her feet.

"Will we be here long?" Lily asked she glanced around at the groups of rough looking bikers uneasily.

"For the rest of the night. We're having a party and I decided it was time you were introduced to the gang," Claxton told her with a closed look.

Lily looked around noticing how much interest she was causing; she swallowed hard suddenly unsure if being there was a good idea.

"I don't know ..." Lily started uneasily.

"Come on - it'll be good fun," Claxton said with a charm filled smile.

When Lily stood there undecided for nearly a minute Claxton gave a shrug, "Well I'm going to go have some fun. Stay or leave - please yourself," with that announcement he turned and headed towards the front of the house.

Lily hesitated a moment longer then pulled her helmet off, placed it on the handlebars of the bike and hurried after him. "I'm coming," She said sounding slightly unsure even as she followed him.

Claxton didn't reply just slowed his steps slightly until she caught up with him and then continued into the house.

"Mmm, fresh meat." Someone murmured under their breath.

Lily heard and glanced around nervously; she hurried to catch hold of the back of Claxton's jacket.

"I think I should go home," She told him nervously when he glanced over his shoulder at her.

"Nah you're okay," he brushed her concerns aside.

Lily stopped following him for a moment but when he didn't stop she hurried after him once again. The room she followed him into was a kitchen and she spotted him at the fridge getting himself a beer.

"I got beer or the tequila on the top shelf. Help yourself to a drink," Claxton said as he moved away from the fridge.

"This what was taking you away from the house?" A large biker asked. 

He stood just less than six foot tall with broad shoulders; he carried an extra twenty or so kilo in excess weight throughout his shoulders and torso. His head was clean-shaven and tattoos decorated much of the exposed skin on his arms, chest and neck.

"Yeah Boss. Lily come here," Claxton ordered from where he stood near the man who had spoken and two others.

Lily eyed the three strangers warily as she walked over near Claxton and stood so he was between her and them.

"This is Burg, he's the boss. He runs our group. That's Guy, the Boss's Sargent at Arms and that fellow on the end is Emery. One of the lieutenants." Claxton informed her.

"Hallo," Lily said quietly but clearly. Her speech even just the one word was in sharp contrast to that in and around the house; her voice and speech was clearly well educated while most of the men spoke in rough tones and language of those who had little or poor education.

"Good taste Claxton," Guy said with a grin.

Burg regarded Lily silently for a few moments longer before he gave a brief nod, "Claxton said to help yourself to a drink,"

Lily caught the tone of authority in his voice and recognised the statement as the order it was. She glanced at Claxton who was watching her closely before turning back to the fridge; she discarded all thoughts of drinking the tequila knowing it was a strong spirit and opted for a bottle of beer instead.

The top proved stubborn and hard on her hand as she let the fridge door shut so she unfastened her jacket and grabbed the tail on one side of her vest to cushion between her hand and the bottle top. The top let go with a faint fizz and cold tendrils of vapour rose as she lifted the top off and looked around the kitchen for the bin.

"Take your jacket off and let me really see you," Burg ordered sharply.

Lily glanced at Claxton surprised and uneasy, he gave a curt nod and watched her with narrowed eyes.

"Do as the Boss ordered," Guy said in a firm tone.

Lily realised that things were as she had heard rumoured; the women were expected to be totally subservient to the men within the gang and clearly Claxton had seen fit to introduce her into the gang.

With one last glance towards Claxton Lily met his eyes for a second then placed the bottle of beer on the table and the top alongside of it. So what's new in life? Lily wondered faintly as she thought of the way her father dominated the family.

Taking hold of both sides of her open jacket she met Burgs eyes with a faint hint of challenge.

Burg watched as the girl Claxton had brought to the clubhouse met his eyes, he recognised the challenge in her eyes as she stood defying him. He shifted his weight and frowned in annoyance ready to enforce his order.

He saw the hint of a smile that flickered at the corners of her lush lips and then she was slowly slipping the jacket open and back off her shoulders to slide down her arms. He felt his body leap to attention at the sight of her slender body in a vest that laced up in front and jeans that fit like a second skin.

"Turn around," Burg said huskily.

Lily turned around with her jacket hanging from her wrists; she heard a grunt of annoyance from one of the men and glanced back over her shoulder at them as she let one sleeve slide off a hand.

"Happy now you saw my butt?" Lily asked saucily. She let the tip of her tongue peek from between her lips to swipe over her bottom lip as all four men hurriedly looked at her face.

"I aint seen ya butt yet bitch. Ya still got your jeans on," Burg told her with a frown.

Claxton reached her in two swift strides, grabbed her by the upper arm and gave her a swift shake. "Don't talk to the Boss like that!"

"Don't be too harsh with her Claxton, I like her spirit. It'd be a shame ta break it," Burg told him.

"Yes Boss," Claxton conceded and loosened his tight grip on Lily's arm. "Your arse would be naked if the Boss wanted to see ya butt!" he growled at Lily.

"And I wouldn't be lookin', I'd be fucking ya." Burg said bluntly.

Lily shot him a nervous look then glanced at Claxton who was watching her closely.

"Is there anywhere I can put my jacket?" Lily asked when the silence became nerve wracking.

"I'll show you where," Claxton said, released her arm and headed for the door. "Bring your drink with you," he commanded before exiting the door.

Lily hurriedly tucked her jacket under one arm, grabbed her drink and rushed after him. She caught up with him in the main lounge room where a lot of men lounged around watching a motorcycle race on the television, several women were scattered among the men.

Claxton led the way into a large room that held three double beds and he motioned towards the furthest from the door. "Just put your jacket on the end of my bed,"

Lily did as she was told and then turned to face him, she took a sip of her beer in an attempt to look unconcerned. "What now?" She asked with a sexy pout.

"How about you watch some tv. I got to talk business with the Boss for a little while," Claxton informed her.

"You sure I can't persuade you to stay with me instead?" Lily asked as she licked her lips and moved to stand in front of him so she could run one hand down his arm.

"Believe me this is very important business," Claxton said before dropping his head to kiss her hard on the mouth.

Her lips parted beneath his and he plunged his tongue into her mouth as he pulled her hard against his body. When he finally lifted his head both of them were breathing hard and Lily's eyes were dazed when she slowly opened them.

"You're sitting in the lounge room," Claxton said firmly and took her by the upper arm to guide her where he wanted her to go.

The lounge room was full of mostly men who were watching the tv, a few of them looked up with interest when Claxton guided her into the room but he motioned towards the tv.

"She's gonna sit in here for a little while while I attend to some business. You lot leave her be," Claxton said in an authoritive tone.

There were murmurs of agreement from a few of those present and Lily found herself seated in a lounge chair with her drink while Claxton left the room.

Lily gradually became aware of the rather hostile regard of a blonde on the far side of the room, finally Lily met her glare head on and waited for the other woman to say something.

"How long have you been seeing Claxton?" The blonde demanded.

"Nearly two months," Lily replied levelly.

"Fuckin' bullshit," The blonde muttered softly but still loud enough for Lily to hear her.

Lily watched the blonde for a few moments not sure how to react, the other woman glanced her way with a smug look on her face believing she had gotten the best of her.

"Shut ya face Sonya," one of the guys said.

The blonde glanced his way mutinously but made no more remarks or sent any nasty looks Lily's way.

A few minutes later some kind of disturbance could be heard outside and most of those in the room got to their feet and left quickly. When there was only Lily, Sonja and two other women in the room Sonja got to her feet and strolled to the doorway.

"Want to see how sheilas are initiated into the gang? Come have a look," Sonja invited with a wide smile and walked from the room without a backward glance. Lily hesitated a moment then got to her feet and followed Sonja leaving her empty bottle behind. 

Outside nearly everyone was standing around the tables that were under the shelter of an open sided shed. As Lily moved closer she was aware of several of the men looking at her with interest for a few moments before turning back to what was going on in the shed.

Finally Lily got a clear view and she froze with horror as she saw how a young woman was being held down on a table while one of the bikers fucked her. No sooner Lily realised what was happening then the guy grunting between the protesting woman's legs gave a coarse cry and collapsed forward onto her. He straightened a few moments later, stepped back and another biker took his place.

With growing horror Lily realised that there were at least five or six men lined up to take their turn on the unfortunate woman.

That is so NOT going to happen to me, Lily told herself as she took several silent steps backwards.

Glancing around to make sure there was no one watching her closely Lily turned and headed back inside at a quick walk. She found her way to the room where her jacket had been left and grabbed it hurriedly; she paused for a moment as she thought about her best way of leaving. Walking out the front door held little appeal, she would have to walk past where the gang members were taking turns with the woman. 

Spotting the window on the far side of the room Lily went over and looked out; the window was on a side away from all the activity with a clear path to the driveway out the front. With a deep breath and a lot of effort Lily pushed the insect screen from the window and climbed onto the ledge cautiously; the drop to the ground was less than that from her bedroom window at home and she landed easily.

Lily set off at a steady walk trying not to attract attention her way; she headed for where the driveway curved to one side before it headed towards the front road. The driveway gravel was rough and uneven as she stuck to the shadows hurrying along; hopefully she would get a good distance away before her absence was noticed.

She had barely reached the road when she heard motorcycles start up and head along the driveway. Hurriedly she moved to one of the few patches of dark shadows under some thick trees and stood motionless as the bikes turned onto the road.

There were four bikes; two of them carrying two people and they separated going either way along the road. Lily waited until they all were well away along the road before stepping from the shadows and going back to the edge of the road and began to jog along the road hurriedly.

The new boots began to rub; they weren't what Lily was used to for walking or jogging in. The leather pants and vest were fast becoming hot and sticky as Lily hurried along even though the night was becoming cool.

Headlights coming towards her nearly blinded her when they failed to dim them and she had to move off the edge of the road and stumble along almost blind until they had went by.

She halted when two motorbikes came towards her and slowed as they went by; she began jogging again but the two bikes turned around and came back to her.

* * * * *

Guy put the stand down and stopped his bike; he swung his leg back behind him as he got off the bike. He glanced at Emery who was on the other bike and Emery turned his bike off as well.

"Poor Claxton was busting his butt to convince Burg that you were something special and should be treated as such, then you go pull this stunt ..." Guy said softly taking a step towards her as he shook his head.

Lily lifted her chin without a comment and took several cautious steps backwards.

"Burg was having a hard time believing Claxton aint been in the honey pot yet; he figured old Clax would have sampled something so sweet and spicy by now ..." Guy told her, " and you just had to walk through my personal space at the house. Bust out the screen and let all the insects into the room, that was down right rude of you."

Lily felt the heat rise in her face as Guy talked, she knew he was referring to the fact Claxton had discovered she was still a virgin and had not yet taken her up on her offer to have sex with him.

"So how about you hop on my bike, we'll go back to the club house and sort out the mess you've made?" Guy asked levelly

"How stupid do you think I am?" Lily demanded.

"The only reason I didn't drag you out of the trees back when you first reached the road and I went by you was because I like your spirit and I'd gotten to wondering if Claxton didn't have the right idea after all," Guy said as he took several steps towards her.

Lily stepped back hurriedly and grimaced as both her feet protested the movement after remaining still for a short time.

"Now think about it, do you want to piss me off by doing things the hard way?" Guy asked, his tone starting to loose patience.

" Why should I let you drag me back so you and all your mates can treat me like a cheap whore?" Lily said scathingly.

Guy smiled at the brave front she was trying to put on, he could see the fear in the way she kept darting little looks around looking for some way of escape.

"No one intends to treat you like a whore," Guy told her gently, "granted Claxton's real pissed off at the moment and the Boss aint to happy but he only sent us out to find you. Not everyone who is interested,"

"The Boss liked your pluck when you were cheeky to him," Emery said breaking into the tense conversation, "maybe you'll be able to convince him let you go home when you fix going through the window."

Lily caught the look Guy sent Emery and realised with a sinking feeling there was no way she would be escaping being 'initiated'. She had the choice to co-operate and let them do as they wanted or fight them all the way.

A strange little thrill started at the base of her spine and worked its way up her body as she realised that it also meant that the deep throbbing emptiness she felt whenever Claxton kissed and fondled her would be appeased. 

"Come on," Guy said holding a hand out towards Lily, "I need to be getting back and taking care of business,"

He saw her shudder slightly then slowly lift a hand towards his. He knew she was no fool but was surprised at her courage as she took several jerky steps forward and placed her hand in his. He grasped her hand firmly and pulled her to him folding his arms around her tense body.

"You sit in front of me on my bike," Guy said quietly as he rubbed his hands up and down her arms.

Lily did as she was told woodenly, a helplessness was taking hold of her with an undercurrent of excitement starting a warmth low in her stomach. The ride back to the house seemed surreal and when it came time to get off the bike her legs were trembling so badly they barely supported her.

Guy grasped Lily by the arm just above the elbow; he could feel her trembling and hoped he could get her inside before her courage ran out.

"Come on let's go face the music," Guy said as he urged her towards the house.

Lily was dimly aware of people stopping talking and turning their heads to watch as she stumbled towards the house. She felt a sense of dread as Burg walked out and stood on the top step as they neared the house.




The Initiation



"Take her to my room," Burg ordered as Guy glanced up at him.

"Sure thing Boss," Guy answered.

Lily found herself propelled through the house and then Claxton was in front of her opening a door while he glared at her angrily; her eyes never left his until Guy guided her into the room.

The sight of a large king-sized bed covered by a white sheet seemed to be the only thing in the room to her frightened eyes and she stopped instantly. Guy gave a soft grunt behind her, pushed her forward and out of his way while keeping a firm grasp on her.

Lily jumped and started shaking when she heard the door shut behind her, she felt Guy let go of her arm and she moved away and turned to face those behind her.

Guy, Claxton, Burg, Emery and another man she didn't know where watching her with looks of interest and anticipation.

"Let's get this show started," Burg ordered as he rubbed his hands together.

Lily backed up several steps and Claxton grinned as he moved towards her.

"Come on now. You weren't this touchy earlier this evening when you all but begged me to fuck you," he told her in a tight angry tone.

Lily felt a familiar thrill go through her even though she was terrified; she glanced towards the other men nervously and swallowed hard.

"Loose the jeans and boots and get on the bed," Claxton ordered.

Lily glanced at the bed and quickly looked away.

"Claxton it shouldn't be like this," Lily managed to say despite her fear dry mouth.

"Do as you're told!" Claxton ordered angrily.

"Hey, that's no way to treat a sweet little thing," Guy said and stepped past Claxton. He gave Lily a reassuring smile and held a hand out to her.

Lily glanced around nervously, he seemed to be the only friendly face in the room and she reached for his hand seeking comfort and support. His fingers closed around hers gently and he smiled encouragingly as he pulled slightly urging her closer. Lily took an automatic step closer and was relieved when he stepped forward and met her halfway enfolding her in his arms making her feel safe.

"Boss!" Claxton protested angrily.

"You snooze you loose," Burg said, his voice slightly husky.

Guy put a hand under Lily's chin and gently lifted her face, he brushed his lips over hers softly and she gave a soft startled gasp. Gently he settled his lips against hers and he felt her lips open beneath his; he kept his kiss light as he traced the outline of her mouth. When he finally slid his tongue between her lips she opened her mouth with a soft sigh and welcomed his invasion shyly.

Lily gasped and stiffened in Guy's embrace as the back of her legs hit the edge of the mattress threatening her balance. She opened her eyes in alarm but Guy's face was close as he continued to kiss her with his eyes half shut and heavy lidded with desire.

"Relax and let it happen," Guy murmured huskily before trailing his lips down the side of her neck.

Lily clutched at his shoulders as he lowered her onto the bed; she attempted to pull away from him as she felt someone take hold of one of her boots.

Guy glanced quickly over his shoulder and smiled to himself as he saw Emery undoing one of Lily's boots.

"Emery's just getting rid of your boots, the Boss wouldn't like you messing up his bed with them," Guy said quietly. 

"Oh shit!" Lily said fearfully and tried to lift her head so she could see exactly what was going on. Finding herself unable to do this she turned her head aside and began pushing against his shoulders as Guy went to resume kissing her.

"Don't fight just try to relax and go with it," Guy urged in a soft drawl, he lowered his head and nuzzled against her throat.

Lily took several deep breaths as she tried to do as he said; she knew she had no way of escaping what was happening.

One boot was eased off her foot and then the sock beneath it was taken off with surprising gentleness before she felt her other foot grasped. She suddenly became aware of a hand working on the front fastenings of her vest and then cool air washed over her breasts making her nipples stiffen into hard buds.

"Mmm ... nice," Guy murmured.

Lily gasped as his lips closed over one nipple and he began sucking strongly. Heat blossomed between her thighs and she felt the warm wet rush that betrayed her growing arousal. She grimaced as she avoided looking at the men gathered around the bed as she felt the light brush of a hand low on her stomach; there was a slight tug at the waist of her jeans and she closed her eyes as she tried not to think about who's hands were on her body.

Lily felt her jeans being pushed down lower on her hips as someone tried to work them off her body; she lifted her hips letting them slide them from beneath her buttocks.

"She sure is wet. Her g-string is all slick between her legs," a hoarse male voice said.

Lily gasped and pressed her thighs together tightly as a hand slid beneath her underwear and began exploring the wet curls there.

"Relax and open your legs. You know you're going to like what I'm about to do," Guy said huskily near her ear.

"Please ..." Lily begged breathlessly, "just give me a moment,"

"Open your legs for me," Guy ordered softly and he nibbled on the side of her neck.

Lily gasped as his breath flowed over the sensitive skin below her ear making warm waves of desire ripple through her body. She relaxed her legs slightly and felt fingers slip between her slick folds.

Guy almost groaned with satisfaction as his fingers slipped through the wet curls to the slick and softly swollen folds. He stroked inside the outer folds finding the erect little bud that was her clitoris before running his fingertips across the softly gaping entrance to Lily's body.

There was no gentle teasing touching as he caught her mouth with his and kissed her hard as he plunged two fingers into her passage searching for the fragile barrier Claxton claimed to have felt when he had played with her body.

Guy felt Lily tense and struggle then he felt the tell tale barrier with his fingers; he stopped kissing her and lifted his head to glance back over his shoulder.

"She's a virgin all right Boss," Guy announced.

"I'll soon fix that," Clayton declared angrily as he grabbed Lily by the ankles and pulled her towards him.

Lily struggled unsure of what was happening in her dazed and aroused state, she grasped Guy's forearms as he caught her as she slid towards the edge of the bed.

Skilled hands skimmed over the curls at the apex of her thighs before fingers parted her dewy folds. A gasp of pleasure left her lips and then Guy was kissing her once again.

* * * * *

Burg watched as Claxton pulled Lily to the edge of the bed away from Guy, he smiled to himself as he saw Guy move so he could continue to touch and kiss her.

Claxton sent Burg a frown, glanced at Guy then lifted one hand as if he was going to pull him off of her.

"Get on with it," Burg ordered hoarsely. The sight of her naked body had him hard and aching, he just might join in the fun and sample her before she left the room.

Claxton moved between her thighs where her legs hung over the edge of the bed, he quickly freed his hard cock and glanced towards Burg with a grin.

Burg moved closer so he could watch as Claxton rubbed the head of his cock between the glistening folds making Lily's stomach tense and her lower body jerk as she moaned beneath Guy's mouth. He watched as Claxton guided his cock to the wet slit of her pussy and began to push into the opening; once the head disappeared Claxton paused then thrust forward with one hard push.

Lily bucked beneath both men but they continued what they were doing even as she tensed trying to hold still.

Burg watched as Claxton began thrusting in and out setting a rhythm even though Lily wasn't moving; he grasped her by the hips and moved her body for his own pleasure. Burg licked his lips as he watched, his own cock was growing uncomfortably hard and there was a heaviness growing in his scrotum warning him his own climax was starting to build.

Claxton groaned and leant on the bed as he stopped moving; Burg opened his own fly freeing his rock hard cock impatiently.

"Move!" Burg ordered and Claxton moved slowly, Burg shouldered him aside and took his position between Lily's thighs.

Burg groaned as he pushed into her wet tight passage; she felt incredibly good as he slid in up to his balls and began fucking her hard and fast. He felt her begin to move with him then the building pressure in his balls pushed everything else from his mind as he felt his release rush up in strong waves that left him gasping and shuddering as he stood trembling at the edge of the bed.

Emery moved to take Burg's place as he moved away but Guy lifted his head and sent Emery a glare that had him stepping back to watch as Guy pulled Lily fully onto the bed and moved up over her.

Claxton watched as Lily lifted her legs and hooked her feet behind Guy's thighs as he began moving strongly. Claxton glanced at Burg who was leaning against the wall with a satisfied look on his face; Burg glanced his way as if feeling his gaze and gave a smile and a nod. Clearly he was happy with Lily's addition into the gang.

Claxton turned his attention back to the pair on the bed as Lily began making soft little sounds as Guy fucked her. He was hammering into her hard but the noises coming from her weren't protests or from pain; clearly she was enjoying being fucked. She came with a startled squeal as Guy stiffened and shuddered against her.

Emery moved to take his turn as Guy moved off Lily slowly; she looked past his shoulder to see Emery and whimpered softly in her throat. Emery climbed onto the bed and Lily began struggling as he went to lie on top of her.

"No more!" Lily protested.

"Shut up and hold still!" Emery ordered as he caught her wrists when she tried to push him away, she struggled briefly then done as he ordered.

Lily winced as he reached down between them but opened her legs obligingly, he grunted and began moving against her. Lily was motionless for a few moments then began moving beneath him, pulling her knees up and planting her feet flat on the bed.

Already aroused and stimulated by watching the other three fucking Lily it wasn't long before Emery came with a hoarse groan and rolled off of her before tucking his soft cock back in his jeans.

Burg looked at the fellow standing with his back against the door, "You want a turn Josh?"

"I like my women a little more enthusiastic," Josh said with a shake of his head as he looked at Lily where she had sat up on the bed and pulled her knees up to her chest and was hugging them to her as she kept her face turned away from the men.

"I'm going to go out and check things are in order outside," Guy announced.

Lily didn't move as Guy, Emery, Burg and Josh left the room. When they were all gone she looked at Claxton whom was looking at the patches of red tinged cum on the white sheet.

"I want to go home now," she said in a flat tone.

"The party is just starting," Claxton told her.

Lily got off the bed and reached for her clothes without looking his way, she pulled her clothes on quickly and headed for the door.

Claxton fell into step beside her and made her turn into the kitchen when they reached it. Burg and Guy were there getting drinks and Lily looked away from them as humiliation made her face flush red.

"I want to leave," She told Claxton quietly from between gritted teeth, "if you wont take me home I'll call a taxi or walk,"

"You're staying here. I'll drop you home in the morning if you still want to leave," Claxton told her.

"Something wrong?" Burg asked.

"Lily wants to leave," Claxton told him.

"Didn't you enjoy yourself?" Burg asked with a grin.

Lily glanced his way and looked away quickly, "That was not my idea of fun," she muttered under her breath.

"Speak up I didn't hear you," Burg said.

Lily glanced his way once again without meeting his gaze; she hunched her shoulders and remained silent.

"Well?" Burg asked after a few minutes silence, a hint of steel in his voice.

Lily glanced his way nervously; clearly Burg wasn't about to let it slide like her father would. As long as she didn't openly challenge her father he never pushed the point but obviously Burg wouldn't let her get away with her silent defiance.

"I said that was not my idea of fun!" Lily spat out nervously and moved several steps towards the door.

"Ha!" Burg let out a bellow of laughter and looked at Claxton, "I believe I like her. Looks like you were right,"

"Get yourself another drink," Claxton told Lily.

"I don't want anything to drink," Lily denied.

Claxton retrieved a bottle of beer from the fridge, opened it and set it on the table top with a muted bang. "Drink it!"

"Getting me drunk isn't going to make want to stay here!" Lily muttered under her breath.

"You got something to say say it loud enough to be heard or shut the hell up!" Claxton snapped angrily.

"GETTING ME DRUNK ISN'T GOING TO MAKE ME WANT TO STAY HERE!" Lily yelled before bursting into tears and rushing from the room. She found herself back in Burg's room and collapsed to sit on the floor against the wall just inside the doorway.

After a few minutes her tears stopped and she sniffed noisily and wiped her face with the backs of her hands, she looked up to see Claxton standing against the wall on the other side of the doorway sipping his beer and watching her silently.

"When you're ready we'll go outside," he told her levelly, "but you're going to have to give me a blow job in front of all the gang,"

"And then what? I get treated like a piece of cheap trash?" Lily demanded her voice thick from the tears she had shed.

"That can happen if you want it to but the Boss thought you might prefer giving me a blow job considering tonight was your first time and all," Claxton said calmly.

Lily gave a tight half laugh and bowed her head as tears threatened once again, she was unaware of Claxton watching her and waiting patiently while she battled to control herself.

"Afterwards if any of the guys try anything just tell them you're with me, back away and come over to me if you're not with me," Claxton said quietly.

"What so you can watch," Lily said bitterly as she got to her feet.

"No. So I can make them leave you alone if need be," Claxton said gently, "I don't like other guys messing with my woman."

Lily was silent as she looked down at her feet before looking at him for a few moments and looking away again, after a few more minutes she held one trembling hand out towards him and Claxton folded his fingers around hers gently.

"I got to take the sheet outside with me. The Boss wants it out there," Claxton said releasing her hand and walking to the bed.

When he returned carrying the soiled sheet Lily followed him from the room ignoring the hand he held out towards her for a few seconds before placing her hand in his.

Outside the night had turned cold and Lily shuddered as she followed Claxton over towards the open sided shed where everyone seemed to have gathered. She didn't lift her eyes from the ground as she followed him through the gang members to the table in the centre.

"What you got there Claxton?" A male voice called from behind Lily.

"My new woman," Claxton answered smoothly.

"Mmm, fresh meat," another voice said to one side.

"She ain't been initiated yet!" yet another voice called.

"Oh yes she has," Guy spoke up, "Burg even put his stamp of approval on her,"

Lily was aware that Claxton tossed the sheet onto the table and after a few moments some of the strangers around them moved forward, she moved closer to Claxton nervously and clutched at his hand as she glanced around uneasily.

"The bitch aint acting like she been initiated!" Sonja said from somewhere in the crowd.

"You're just pissed because Claxton stopped fucking you when he started seeing her," Emery said with a laugh.

Lily chanced a glance at the direction Sonja's voice had come from and saw the blonde walking away angrily. She jumped nervously when Claxton let go of her hand and hooked his arm around her shoulders to pull her close.

"You right Babe?" Claxton asked quietly.

"Yeah I'm fine," Lily mumbled and glanced towards Burg.

"She aint got a drink, it's a party and she aint got a drink. Aren't you looking after her?" Burg asked dryly. "Go get her a drink. She can stay here no harm'll come to her,"

Lily swallowed uneasily as she watched Claxton head back towards the house.

"Come over here and stand with us," Guy said with a friendly smile.

Lily glanced after Claxton then walked the few steps to where Burg sat on a wooden stump while Guy and Emery stood nearby.

"Had a feed yet?" It was Josh who moved into view; he was eating a bbqed sausage on bread covered with cooked onions.

Lily shook her head silently and glanced towards the house to see if Claxton was returning yet.

"You got a set of wheels?" Guy wanted to know.

"A sports convertible," Lily answered nervously.

"You need a real ride. Something on two wheels," Guy told her.

Lily thought back to her own thoughts on getting herself a bike. She shrugged lightly, "Maybe,"

"No maybe about it. Two wheels beat four any day of the week," Emery said with the same teasing tone he had spoken to Sonja in.

"But you get wet in the rain," Lily said with growing confidence.

"I seem to remember you ending up pretty wet earlier," Emery said with a laugh.

Lily felt herself blush brightly as the men around them snickered and laughed; a warm feeling began low in her stomach despite her embarrassment and discomfort.

"Hope you're not complaining Emery. It would have been a bummer if she had whined and cried and fought," Guy pointed out.

Lily looked down at the ground as she felt her face burn once again, feeling badly embarrassed she glanced towards Guy in mortification only to look away as he smiled and winked at her.

"Hell no I aint complaining. Lily there is sassy AND easy on the eye," Emery said with an approving smile.

"What about Lily?" Claxton asked dryly as he shouldered his way to her side.

"Claxton," Lily said softly, relief evident in her voice.

"Your woman there seems to have the approval of all who matter," Burg said with a motion towards Lily.

Claxton made a non-committal sound in his throat but smiled when Lily glanced his way, he held a can out towards her and Lily was relieved to find that it was an unopened soft drink.

"Thank you," Lily said as she took the can and opened it.

Claxton found himself a seat on an upturned bucket and began talking to Emery. Lily glanced around for some place to sit, finding none she finally sat on the ground near Claxton. He glanced her way and gave her an absent smile before returning to his conversation.

Lily turned the empty can over in her hands several times before placing it on the ground beside her and looking at Claxton, he was engrossed in conversation with Emery and Guy and didn't look her way.

Taking a deep breath Lily decided to get the inevitable over and done with and turned so she was facing Claxton, she ran a hand up and down the inside of his thigh several times before she had his full attention.

"What," Claxton asked.

Lily smiled saucily as she gathered her courage and ran her hand up between his inner thighs to cup the material over the hard ridge that was growing beneath his fly. Slowly she ran her tongue over her bottom lip and began to ease the zipper on his jeans down before reaching in to free his rapidly hardening cock.

"What's going on here," Guy asked with a laugh as he saw what Lily was doing.

Lily smothered the impulse to look at the others who were gathered around as she heard people moving closer, instead she grasped Claxton's hard cock in one hand and lowered her head to flick her tongue over the top of the shiny head. She was rewarded by the harsh intake of breath by Claxton, and his eyes darkened as she opened her mouth and slowly sucked the head of his cock into her mouth.




The Initiation



Claxton groaned deep in his throat as Lily began working her mouth up and down the hard shaft of his cock. She had given him frequent blowjobs over the time he had been seeing her and by now she knew what he liked while she done them.

Lily used her free hand to cup his balls through his jeans as she began working on swirling her tongue around the head of his cock before engulfing the entire length of his shaft in her mouth.

Claxton groaned as Lily hummed as she continued to suck his cock; the vibrations shuddered through him making him tense as her hair brushed against his stomach.

He could feel the heaviness starting to form in his balls as he watched his cock sliding in and out of her pursed lips; her eyes were dark where her pupils had dilated telling of her growing arousal. Claxton felt an answering heat build in his own face and he attempted to ease her away so he could lift her onto his lap.

Lily broke eye contact with Claxton as she set about her task, she was aware of the head of his cock swelling even further as she sucked him deep into her mouth. She felt a throb go through his cock and then warm salty liquid flooded her mouth, she swallowed several times as more gushed into her mouth.

Claxton was aware of Lily draining the last drops of cum from his cock before raising her head and letting his now limp cock slip from between her lips. She reached for his forgotten bottle of beer, took a mouthful to rinse her mouth and spat it out before taking several swallows to wash the taste and feel of cum from her mouth.

"Hell, did that feel as good as it looked?" Guy asked, his eyes dark with arousal.

"Fuckin' oath!" Claxton verified as he zipped up his jeans.

"Looked like she was getting wet just sucking his cock," Someone commented in the crowd.

Lily glanced at Claxton's face nervously; she was starting to feel very uncomfortable with everyone gathered around.

"Show's ova -- go find something else ta do," Burg ordered.

Lily glanced at Burg as she heard people moving away; she looked away when she realised he was aroused once again.

"Emery see if you can find Carli for me," Burg ordered.

"Sure thing Boss," Emery said as he moved away.

"Come on, get up. We're going inside," Claxton told Lily as he got to his feet.

Lily stood up and quickly brushed the dirt from her jeans before following him towards the house. Claxton went straight to the kitchen to get himself a fresh beer, he hesitated a moment when he saw Lily watching him and reached for another beer before closing the fridge.

"Just one drink won't hurt you," Claxton told her before leading the way to the lounge room. 

Lily followed after a moment's hesitation and joined him in the lounge room, it was deserted and Claxton switched the overhead light off as he walked into the room.

Lily didn't hesitate as she sat beside him on the lounge; he put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close for a hot and heavy kiss before he picked up the remote for the dvd player.

Claxton made a soft sound of satisfaction when the movie began to play and Lily rolled her eyes slightly as she realised it was a porn film staring a young blonde and several large leather clad men.

"Don't know why you aint got the mattress down and got her on it," Emery said as he walked into the room carrying his own beer, he sat in one of the lounge chairs where he could watch either the tv or Claxton and Lily.

A few minutes into watching the movie Lily realised that Claxton was becoming aroused; his breathing deepened and he soon put his beer aside to turn towards her. He took her untouched drink from her hand and put it on the floor with his before lowering his head and catching her mouth in a kiss.

Claxton felt Lily's lips part beneath his and he gave masculine grunt of approval as he thrust his tongue into her mouth aggressively, he felt her wriggle her body against his as she turned towards him so he could kiss her fully. Her mouth tasted sweet and she whimpered slightly as he lifted her and sat her across his lap without breaking off the kiss.

He could feel the heat of her body through her vest as he cupped a breast in one hand; he swallowed her moan of pleasure and lifted his head as his fingers found the lacing on her vest.

"Undo it," Claxton ordered as he looked into her eyes.

Lily glanced around the room uneasy for a moment but Emery was the only other person there.

'What the heck he's already seen everything,' Lily thought and reached for the string down the front of her vest.

With the front of her vest unlaced Claxton pushed it open as he ran one hand up over her side to cup her exposed breast, he lowered his head and ran a trail of kisses across her collarbone then down over the swell of her breast.

"How about we go to your room?" Lily asked huskily as he found her nipple with his mouth.

Claxton hesitated a moment before lifting his head to look in her eyes, "Yeah, why not,"

Lily gasped as he got to his feet while holding her in his arms, she held still as he shuffled the position of his hold before carrying her towards the door.

The room Claxton carried her to was dark and Lily gasped in surprise when he dropped her onto a bed.

"Take your clothes off," Claxton said gruffly.

Lily hesitated a moment before reaching for the waist of her jeans and unfastening them. It was easy to pull her jeans off once she had removed her boots and she moved onto the bed finding her way to the bed head as her eyes adjusted to the dark. 

"What are you doing up there?" Claxton demanded as he pulled the blankets back before slipping into the bed.

"Getting in bed," Lily answered as she slipped her feet beneath the blankets and wriggled beneath the covers.

"Come here," Claxton demanded rolling towards her.

Lily slipped her arms over his shoulders and around his neck as he rolled on top of her; she opened her legs willingly as he pushed his knee between hers.

"I'm gonna fuck you!" Claxton growled.

Lily laughed softly at his words then gasped softly in surprised pleasure as he surged into her slick passage easily.

"Ooohhh," Lily moaned as she turned her face towards his. 

Claxton kissed Lily briefly, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth before lifting his head to watch her face as he pumped his hips strongly.

Her tight wet warmth clutched at him as she hooked her feet behind his thighs, he grinned to himself. She was everything he had imagined she would be, young, tight, wet and eager.

"Like it Babe?" Claxton asked throatily.

"Hhhmmmmm ... it's good," Lily panted as she clutched at his shoulders.

Claxton thrust into her and held still until Lily moaned softly and writhed beneath him attempting to grind her hips against his.

"Please," Lily whimpered.

"Please what?" Claxton asked in a whisper against her ear.

"Please ... please ..." Lily begged and nipped his shoulder lightly in frustration.

"This?" Claxton asked and flexed his hips against hers.

"Yes!" Lily gasped as she moved beneath him instinctively.

"Want me to fuck you?" Claxton asked breathlessly, his control slipping fast.

"Yes! Fuck me!" Lily demanded as she writhed beneath him unable to hold still.

Claxton groaned and began moving against her. He felt her inner muscles clench and clutch at him as he withdrew only to plunge into her again, her body trembled and she muffled a scream of pleasure against his shoulder.

Her body was slick with sweat as his hands skimmed down her sides; he reached beneath her buttocks to cup her arse cheeks in his hands as he pulled her up against his thrusts.

A slight flutter of her internal muscles warned him of her impending orgasm and he increased the speed and strength of his movements. The force of her orgasm nearly sent him over the edge but he gritted his teeth as he struggled for control of his own body. He continued moving until the soft sounds ceased to come from Lily's throat and her movements slowed until she was barely moving.

Claxton clenched his jaw as the tightening in his loins reached an uncontrollable peak; he shuddered and thrust hard against Lily as he felt the hot flow rush from his scrotum to the base of his cock and then burst from him with a hoarse shout as he shuddered against Lily's soft body.

Lily blinked lazily, she was dimly aware of Claxton's hard body on hers as she moved slightly. There was sudden shifting and then Claxton moved off her and lay on his back beside her. She turned her head to glance at him then closed her eyes tiredly; she was asleep before she drew a second breath.

* * * * *

"You awake?"

Lily stirred and opened her eyes with a frown; she pulled the bed covers close as she saw Claxton getting dressed beside the bed she was in.

"Where you talking to me?" Lily asked, her voice husky with sleep.

"No I was," 

Lily turned her head and realised that Guy was getting into bed with her, "Claxton!"

"Just shut up and let him fuck you," Claxton ordered tightly before leaving the room while he was still pulling his shirt on.

"Claxton!" Lily called after him as she tried to escape Guy's reaching hands.

"Claxton can't stop me. I out rank him and that means I can fuck you anytime I like," Guy told her as he caught both her wrists.

He rolled towards her using his body to pin her to the bed, he tried to slip one leg between her thighs but she had her legs clamped together and was resisting him even though she had stopped calling out to Claxton.

"Get off me!" Lily demanded between gritted teeth.

"Come on now, you know I won't hurt you. You liked it good enough last night," Guy told her as he tried to get her wrists together so he could hold them in one hand. 

Unable to do this he lowered his head so his mouth was near her ear, "I'm gonna have you one way or the other, you might as well stop fighting or you'll only end up getting hurt," he warned softly.

Lily grimaced as she tried to free her wrists but was unable to, admitting defeat to herself she stopped struggling and became passive beneath Guy.

"Smart girl," Guy praised softly as he grasped both her wrists in one hand and shifted his weight slightly so he could reach down with his free hand and try to slip his hand between her thighs.

As Lily gasped and tensed beneath him Guy moved his hand so he was cupping the back of her knee allowing him to lift her leg and slip his own leg into the opening he created.

Lily closed her eyes and turned her head away as she opened her legs wider and pulled her knees up giving him full access to her body.

"That's the way," Guy said huskily as he settled himself comfortably between her thighs.

Lily gave a startled gasp as she felt the evidence of his arousal nudge against her pussy, she turned her head to look at him and Guy took the chance to catch her mouth in a kiss.

Lily forced herself to remain motionless as Guy kissed her and began moving in an imitation of what he intended to do to her. At first Lily was only aware of his hard body pressing against hers, entrapping her and his heavy breathing. Gradually she became aware of how good his body felt against hers, the way his tongue caressed the inside of her mouth without threatening to choke her.

His breath brushed warmly against her cheek as he lifted his head before trailing his mouth across to the side of her neck. The stubble of his unshaven face rasped softly against her tender skin and Lily tilted her head so he had better access as he nibbled and kissed his way down to her collarbone.

Lily drew a sharp breath as he thrust into her, she was tender from the night before and as Guy began moving the discomfort began to lessen.

"Bastard!" Lily hissed at him even as her body arched into his and she began moving in time to his thrusts.

Guy laughed softly as he looked down into her face; he lowered his head and kissed her hard on the mouth his tongue mimicking the movement of his hips.

Lily moaned against his mouth and began to kiss him back, sucking at his tongue as she pulled against his hold on her wrists gently.

"Oh no you don't I'm not sure I can trust you and besides - I like you like this," Guy said as he lifted his head to watch her face.

"What ever," Lily muttered and lifted her legs to hook her heels behind his knees as she turned her face away.

"Oh you're going to go through the motions but not enjoy it huh?" Guy asked as he stopped in his movements.

Lily glanced at him a moment before looking away, "Not every woman likes fucking every man who wants to fuck her," Lily said tightly.

"Suit yourself," Guy said with a slight shrug and began moving faster. He watched her face as he concentrated on the feel of her body under and around his; she was tight and responsive as he thrust into her rhythmically.

"Come on Babe, loosen up." Guy panted softly as he increased his pace, "We both know you're getting off on this,"

Lily closed her eyes tightly as she tried to detach her mind from her body but she was unsuccessful as Guy grunted with pleasure and his pace increased. She could feel each of his breaths as he panted, the warm air brushing against the side of her neck and face.

She was intensely aware of the way his body moved inside hers and the sensations being caused; an aching need was building low in her stomach pulling where his cock moved in her wet depths.

The tidal wave of pleasure burst through Lily startling her and making her gasp as her body strained up against Guy's; she was dimly aware of his hoarse shout before she collapsed back against the bed her body quivering in the aftermath of her release.

Guy rolled off Lily with a groan then sat on the edge of the bed as he reached for his jeans.

"There'll be coffee in the kitchen if you want it," Guy said with a glance back over his shoulder at Lily.

Lily glanced his way silently before rolling towards the other side of the bed and reaching a handful of tissues to clean the cum that oozed slowly from her pussy. She waited until Guy was dressed and had left the room before she got out of bed and dressed silently and heading for the kitchen.

Burg grinned at her as she stopped in the doorway and glanced around. Spotting Claxton on the far side of the room drinking a mug of coffee she headed over to him.

"Claxton I want to go home," Lily said.

"I'm drinking my coffee," Claxton dismissed her and turned to Emery. "I'm heading over to the warehouse later if you want that part for your bike picked up."

"If you're too busy to give me a ride home call me a taxi," Lily snapped angrily.

"You want a ride do you?" Guy asked with a grin as he walked over to her, "I've already given you one ride this morning but I wouldn't mind a second." 

Lily looked at him wide eyed as his grin got wider and he ran his eyes down her body; she felt her temper flare and took a deep breath.

"You fucking mongrel bastard!" Lily spat and was startled when her open hand hit the side of his face forcefully.

His backhanded slap caught her hard across the face and she backed away from him hurriedly only to come up against the wall. She bought both arms up to shield her head as he delivered several slaps to each side of her head above her ears.

"Bitch! Skank! Bitch slap me will you!" Guy roared in rage as he slapped the wall beside her head.

Lily was aware of Claxton yelling but was too busy focusing on Guy so she could protect herself as much as possible if he tried to hit her again. When he backed off she lowered her arms cautiously and darted nervous glances around the room; Claxton stepped towards her but she sidestepped and headed for the door in a hurry.

"Lily! Come back here!" Claxton demanded.

"I'm outer here!" Lily said and hurried for the front door.

"I'll give you a lift," Claxton said as he caught up to her outside.

"I just want to get out of here now!" Lily said as she stopped, she wrapped both arms around herself and was rubbing her hands up and down her arms even though the morning was quite warm.

"Come on then. You shouldn't have hit Guy, you don't know how lucky you are that he didn't take your head off for that!" Claxton said as he led the way to his bike.

Lily didn't respond as she followed him but kept her head down as she ignored the curious looks from some of the bikers who were outside.

The ride back to her home from the clubhouse seemed to take longer than it had the night before when Claxton had bought her to the clubhouse. 

Finally Claxton was pulling into her driveway and Lily gave a soft sigh of relief, she waited until he had stopped his bike before she climbed off and removed the crash helmet he insisted she wore when ever she rode on the back of his bike.

"If you want you can get a few of your things together and move in with me. If you need a lift you have my number, just give me a call. But it would be smart to avoid being near Guy for a few days," Claxton told Lily. 

He went to kiss her but Lily stepped away from him and he looked at her in surprise, Lily had never rejected any physical contact between them regardless of whether she was upset with him or not.

"I won't be moving in with you. I won't be calling you. And most importantly you won't be handing me around among your friends again, I am not some cheap whore!" Lily snapped before turning on her heel and heading for the house.

The front door opened before she reached it and her father stepped outside.

"Where the hell have you been? Or don't I even need to ask?" Fredrick demanded angrily as he eyed her with disgust. " You look like you just climbed out of bed with that criminal!"

"He's not a criminal," Lily said bitterly but softly as she walked up the three steps at the front door.

"Get inside you little ingrate!" Fredrick snapped angrily before looking Claxton over with distaste. "Good for nothing hood!" 

Lily went to walk past her father and into the house but her father grabbed her by the upper arm and jerked her to a halt and turned her to face him.

"You will not associate with that vermin again!" Fredrick ordered angrily.

"I'm eighteen, I'll do as I please!" Lily shot back defiantly.

Lily didn't see any warning signs before her father's fist exploded against the side of her face; she instinctively raised both arms to try to deflect the blows she knew were likely to follow.

"You alright Lily?" Claxton called as he took a step towards them.

"I'm fine," Lily said as she backed away from her father, "I'll call you later," she said before hurrying inside.

Fredrick turned his head to glare at Claxton, "Get off my property and if I catch you near my daughter again I'll have you put in jail,"

* * * * *

Lily revved the engine of her sports convertible as she waited for the red light to change to green. A man in a powerful muscle car sat in the lane beside her and grinned at her when she glanced his way; she ignored him as she glanced at the light waiting impatiently for it to change.

The light changed to green and the car beside her shot forward as if catapulted from the spot; Lily shook her head as she worked her way through the gears on her car as she drove the dark street.

Several times she missed a turn and had to drive along until she could turn and back track; eventually she turned onto the long sweeping road that went for nearly ten miles before the turn for the biker club house.

Finally she saw the turn for the driveway to the clubhouse and slowed her car so she could turn in, the road looked different in the glare of car headlights than the single beam of a bike.

As she came into sight of the clubhouse she saw several people outside watching as she drove up, more people came out of the house and she was relieved to see Claxton stop on the top step as he watched her vehicle.

Lily slowed the car and parked it in the faint light that came from a bare light bulb under one of the side less sheds; she sighed with relief when Claxton appeared to say something to Burg, Emery, Guy and Josh before walking down the steps and across to the car.




The Initiation



Something seemed odd about him when he opened up the door to his apartment. Maybe it was something about the glint in his eye. 

Coat, scarf, shoes removed, I go over to him to give our usual kiss of hell. A small smile playing over his lips he says, "I got your collar."

Suddenly everything is spinning. Yeah, we had discussed the idea of collaring as a joke before, and I'd written it off, seeing as he hadn't brought up for a while.

The idea was that if he captured me and made me cum, he would make me his. I glance over at the dining room table and sure enough, there are two pieces of paper, the contract, with the shining silver collar and luck sitting between them. It was to be the mark of ownership that I would wear every day.

"Wait, I didn't agree to this!"

He holds up a piece of paper: it contains the transcript of a chat we had. At the same time, he was slowly walking towards me, forcing me to back up deeper into the living room.

"No, no, that was just a fantasy, that wasn't real!"

"But I think you do want it, really, you just don't want to admit it. You say right here what you want to happen when I collar you. And you know the rules: if I make you cum, you are mine."

His eyes flashed with that particular brand of fierceness that both terrified me and excited me. His voice was low, reasonable, insistent, insinuating. He was laying a spell on me.

"No, that's not what I want at all!" I wrest my eyes away from his and down. It is then that I realize that the only way out is through the small entrance between the living room and the door, and the only way is through him. As I try to dart past him, he neatly grabs both of my wrists. He consolidates his grip so that he has both my wrists in his left hand, and no amount of wriggling is going to get them free.

He reaches over and removes my watch. "You don't need that here; it is now my job to watch the time."

He removes my glasses. "The only thing you need to see here is me."

He roughly shoves me up against the wall, hands above my head, the weight of his hips pressing my chest and hips into the wall. My shirt is shoved up, my bra clasp deftly unfastened, and both shirt and bra come off in one deft motion. "I want those breasts to always be available for me to finger and suckle." He takes his free hand and cusps my breasts, then, finding the nipple, he squeezes hard. I make a small sound.

"That wasn't just a cry of pain, now was it," he murmurs in my ear, hand running up to delicately stroke just behind my ear. I can feel myself blushing.

He releases the vice of his hips binding me to the wall, as the grip on my hands tightens and his other hand slides down, down. He grabs the waistbands of both my skirt and my underpants, dragging them off my ass, then letting them puddle to the floor. He is back to pinioning me to the wall, hard cock pressing through his pants against my bare ass.

"There, much better. Now you are always ready to be fingered or fucked any time I want it. Because that's what a toy is for now, isn't it?"

He backs up some, to admire the flesh newly exposed. His hold on my wrists weakens for a moment, and with a cry of no, I wrest my hands away from him and head for the door.

My hand is on the door handle when he says, matter of factually, "You have no clothing on."

"What?"

"You have no clothing on. It is February in New York, it's cold out. Also the doorman and the front desk are more than aware of ....how easily you spread your legs."

He looks down at my bare form, stopping at the Y of my legs, covered in dark curling hair.

"They seemed to relish the idea of taking you behind the desk and having their way with you. You definitely won't receive any help from them, my little slut. Every time they see you go by, they know you are here to have me fuck you."

He is stepping closer. Tears are trickling down my face and I am starting to panic.

"I also highly suspect that no one else is going to help you, because they know what a whore you are, how much you want to be fucked, to be used. They know how often I make you cry out in pleasure. Because of all those times they needed to sleep with earplugs, they are not going to help you."

He has gently removed my hand resting on the door handle and brings it towards him. My vision is going blurry from the tears and I am starting to tremble. This must be a horrible dream of some sort.

"You are my girl and you belong to me. Come, it is time for me to claim you."

I can hear myself babbling "No no no no" and I am backing up, away from him. Directly into his bedroom.

He keeps up the stream of words, about all the things he wants to my body, how he can smell my arousal from where he is, how I want this, to be owned, to be fucked, how I'm a whore who spreads her legs whenever she can. All of his words punctuated by a slow, steady step into the bedroom while I am backing up, my head shaking in denial of his words. I am trying to convince him that I am a good girl, that I don't do those sorts of those things, but he doesn't listen.

My thighs back into his bed. My eyes widen as I realize I am trapped. I attempt to scramble up onto the bed, away, but he is too quick. 

His hands are already at both my wrists, with a tight grip that means that there is no escaping him now. His legs straddle my chest as I futilely squirm against him, gripping into the sides of my body. One of my hand he takes and raises it above my head and to an angle. In one deft motion, he secures it into a cuff, tightening the leather strap. He reaches into his pocket and draws forth a lock, which he promptly places to secure the cuff in place. With the same efficiency of movement, he secures my other wrist. 

I try to bite him, a move he easily avoids with a chuckle, tweaking me on the nipple for my impertinence.

He begins stroking, licking, nibbling on all of my favorite spots above the waist: my fingers, my neck, the undersides of my arms, my nipples. He knows me well enough to know that I am getting aroused, despite my best efforts not to.

Sure of his victory, he straddles me the other way and grabs a leg. In my momentary stupor, I don't realize that he has tied my legs so they are bent, with a long tail of rope extending from both of my ankles. He grabs both of these tails and climbs off me, which enough to wake me up from my muzziness. I realize with horror that he is firmly pulling on them, securing first one, then the other ends to the end of the bed. I am completely bound, my legs spread wide to expose my cunt, and I can't move in any direction.

He steps back, smiling at his handiwork. I'm eying him, uneasy.

"Wha...what are you going to do to me?"

"The ultimate sign of submission to a master is to allow him to do things to her body that she might not particularly like. She gives into the sovereignty that he holds over her and he often takes that opportunity to leave a lasting reminder of his ownership."

It is then that I see what he intends to do, seeing the implements on a table next to the bed. I try to thrash, but I can't move in any direction; all I can do is impotently move my hips back and forth.

Methodically, he placed a towel under me, wet my cunt with a washcloth, then proceeded to cover it in shaving cream. As he picked up the razor, holding it up high enough for me to see, I began to plead in earnest. Ignoring my words, or possibly simply getting more aroused at them, he held me still with a hand on my belly.

Even as I babbled my dissent at this new shame, I could feel myself slipping deeper into subspace. The combination of the bonds on my wrists and ankles and the slow, gentle movement of the razor were leaving me feeling increasingly relaxed. So relaxed that I didn't notice when he began wiping me down with the washcloth with long, smooth strokes along the lips of my cunt and over my clit. It was only when I let out a low moan that I realized that I was deeply aroused, my hips also betraying my arousal with their continued thrust into his hand. His left hand wandered up and down my body, brushing against my sides, playing with a nipple, stroking my belly. Washcloth abandoned, he slipped first one finger, then two deep into my cunt, and even I could hear how wet I had become. 

He withdrew his fingers and I let out an impotent sound of frustration. I heard the sound of clothing being removed and then he was on top of me. Pulling on my hair, he forced my head back and looked me directly in the eye.

"You're going to let me fuck you like the good slut you are, aren't you?"

Transfixed by the intensity of the look in his blue eyes, I could only let out a weak, "Yes, sir." I cursed at him for how deep he had sent me into subspace but still moaned the first time he trust into me. I cursed him for paying attention all those times we had made love. He knew exactly how to vary the speed and the deepness of the thrusts, now barely coming inside me, now slamming into me hard. I could hear my moaning getting louder as I pulled hard on my bonds and clenched my hands tightly into fists.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh pleeeeeeeeeease!"

"Please, what?"

"Oh please, oh please, oh please please please let me cum!"

"What was that?"

"Oh please, sir, please let me cum. Please let me cum right now!"

"You know what will happen if you do?"

"Yes!"

"Are you sure?"

"YES, please please please please let me cum! Please!"

"As you wish." He abruptly releases the clips holding the cuffs to the bed, rolling off me but slipping his fingers back into my cunt, thrumming against my g-spot as I rub my clit furiously. All I can think about is the approaching wave of my orgasm and how to have it crash over me as quickly as possible.

His voice is at my ear, whispering what a good girl I was, how hot I was as aroused as I was, how it pleased him to see me like this. He is calling me his slut, his whore, his queen, his own. At just the right moment he tells me to cum for him.

...and I do, breaking apart into a million pieces of my orgasm, the extended moan of release coming from my mouth as the waves of pleasure wash over my mind.

The click of something at my neck snaps me back to reality and I reach my hands up to my neck to feel a substantial leather collar locked around my neck. He is smiling down at me like the cat who ate the canary while I try to get a handle on what has happened. He gets up to undo my legs and rubs at the rope marks, but returns, grabbing ahold of my hands and pulling me upright.

"There is one bit of business left..."

My mind flashes back to the contracts on the table. Somehow, on wobbly legs, I am pulled towards the living room until I am standing in front of them. He hands me a pen and I lean over to read exactly what it says. All rather standard, really, and I'm nodding along until I get to the last clause.

"A clit ring, within the week?"

"Don't pretend that the thought of it isn't turning you on right now." "Bwa?"

"Am I wrong?"

"No, but..."

"You've been mentioning being led around by a leash attached to a clit ring since we first met. Longer than that. J mentioned that you had talked about it with him since long before I came into the picture."

"But..."

"And it would please me a great deal."

"As you wish, sir," I say quietly and sign both copies of the contract.

After I straighten, he slips the length of the silver necklace around my neck and closes it with the tiny lock. He places the equally tiny key on a chain and slips it around his neck before kissing me on the lips.

"Now that you are mine, you can come with me."

I smile and let him lead me by the hand into the bedroom.