3 comments/ 30186 views/ 1 favorites Whispers in the Dark Ch. 01 By: MissLusty Chapter 01: Anna's Story AUTHOR'S NOTES: Anna's story is split in two, this section will end with a cliffhanger. The next section of Anna's story will be revealed on the next round. Enjoy! * * * * * The soft crunch of gravel echoed her progress down the alley, the only light the soft flicker of a single candle clutched tightly in her fist. Wind whipped around her legs, exposed by the ripped fishnets that clung to her like a second skin. The words from the note replayed themselves in her mind. Take the alley next to the old bar on Wake St, walk to the end. You'll see the wooden door on your right, knock three times and let yourself in. Bring only yourself and a candle to guide your way. Aiming the light to the right of the alley, Anna caught the bottom of her lip in concentration. Finally the wood panelling of a door caught her eye, moving closer she raised her hand and knocked. Once, twice, thrice. The soft glow of candles lit the room, allowing eerie shadows to close over people faces as they stood in a loose circle in the centre of the room. Some allowed the light to caress their faces honestly, openly. Others stood beyond the reach of the flames and remained hidden. Anna jumped as a voice from behind her shattered the silence that had cloaked the room. "It begins tonight. Tonight is the first night of the year that we will meet in these enclosed walls, the first night that we spill our secrets, that we reveal to each other, what we dare not to those we know." Anna listened to the mans voice, he seemed to be moving round the room, circling those in attendance. "For centuries these meetings have been happening in this city, each year a select few are studied from afar, chosen. Chosen to share themselves in a way they have never before done." "If anyone is unsure about doing this now is the time to leave." The voice stopped as he waited "From this moment forth we must all acknowledge that what is said or done in this room stays in this room. This is your sanctuary from the outside." As the sweat from her palm increased Anna switched the candle to the other hand. "Now that we have gone through the essentials, I believe it is time to begin" The heavy footsteps of the man's shoes moved around the room. Anna screamed as a firm hand grasped her shoulder. "You, you will be first. Share with us." A ball seemed to be lodged in her throat as Anna swallowed. What was she suppose to say? How detailed did she get? Should it be a fantasy or something that's happen? What will they think? She took a deep breath. "Well I guess for today I'll talk about a fantasy I've had for a long time. It's something I've never done, I've never told anyone before but I guess today is as good as any." She allowed her mind to wonder to a secret she held kept locked in a dark corner of her mind and for the first time ever, she allowed it to be free. * * * * * "I'm in my bed, asleep, the covers are twisted around my naked body. Someone's moving around my room, padding softly. Their careful not to wake me, the bed depresses slowly. I wake violently, a hand presses across my mouth, muffling the scream that passes through my lips as I realise that someone's in my room. I'm pressed back flat onto the bed, something brushes my ear and then he speaks. "Lie back and enjoy the ride baby, I know I will." I struggle violently but it's all in vain as he has me pegged down with the weight of his body atop of mine. A piece of material is wound tight over my mouth and tightened behind my head. Another is soon placed over my eyes. Rough hands encircle my wrists and before I know it they are tied to the two top posts of my four-poster bed. There is a soft click to the right of me, the same sound that is made when my bedroom lamp is turned on. His body slides off mine and I hear the rustling of cloth. Cool air rushes to meet my body as its bared inch by inch as the sheet is edged away. Once it's removed, all movement is ceased and I can almost feel his eyes as they focus on my body. It occurs to me then that my legs are free and in an act of desperation I kick my legs out, hoping that they meet their target. They do, only it's not the target I hoped for, the loud thump that reverberates around the room and the throbbing pain in my ankle tell me that I connected with the base posts of the bed. A deep chuckle fills the room. "Now, now the only person dishing out the pain tonight is to be me." The blood in my veins runs cold as I hear his words. Please don't let him hurt me, please, please don't let him hurt me runs through my mind and its all I can do not to faint. A hand closes over my breasts, sure and firm, a finger tweaks my nipple. He plucks and pulls at my scarlet breast until it stands upright. He moves his hand to the other breasts and he cups the flesh tenderly, a thumb brushes slowly over the taut bud of my nipple. He leans down and flicks his tongue out and against my skin. "You like this don't you?" His question is more of a statement. "Feel the difference? Feel how nice I can be? I can be like this for you; I can give you love and tenderness. It could be the best night of your life." Pulling back away from me he laughed and a shiver ran down my spine at the malicious glee that hid behind it. "Then there's the other option," A sharp pain filled my stomach as he bit the tender flesh there, a bruise immediately formed and I knew there where teeth marks left there. "So how do you want it?" Whispers in the Dark Ch. 02 Kara shivered as she listened to the story of the girl next to her, the 23 year old brunette was unsure of herself in this unsettling situation... not even sure why she’d come. But listening to the girl next to her reveal this dirty and debauched fantasy had her hot between her legs, yearning to run her hands over her 34D breasts and finger her smooth shaved mound... crossing her legs under her knee length skirt she bit her lip as she listened... ************ "Then there's the other option," A sharp pain filled my stomach as he bit the tender flesh there, a bruise immediately formed and I knew there where teeth marks left there. "So how do you want it?" ******************* Suddenly the girl’s voice cut off, her breathing was heavy and it seemed as if it was too much for her to go on for the moment... that deep ominous voice behind the girls said, “Alright... you may have some time to compose yourself, we will move on for the moment.” Kara jumped, even though she’d almost been expecting the hand on her shoulder, “You will begin.” Straightening her back, she tossed her brown curls over her shoulder, trying to think of where to begin. “Mine’s not exactly a fantasy,” she said shyly, and then began trying to put some more confidence into her voice, “You see it started last week... ************************** I was at an audition, standing alone in a room while these sleazy director leered at me from behind his desk. Bored, I was tapping my foot impatiently, unimpressed with the austere and elegant surroundings of the office, blue and cream walls did nothing to relax me as I waited to hear the verdict. “There’s just one last part to the audition,” his eyes were on my chest where my shirt was clinging tightly to my breasts. I almost yawned, shocker, another director that wants his leading actress to sleep with him. “We’re going to go into that room,” he said, nodding his head to the only other door in the office that didn’t lead to the exit, “And in that room I expect to see you enjoying everything that happens, begging for it in fact.” I nodded, bored, his greasy black hair and dark eyes didn’t exactly do anything to turn me on, but at least he wasn’t fat and balding like the last guy. All of my casualness left me when we walked into the room, and I gasped in shock at everything that was there. Not a room made for comfort the walls were bright red, angry red, shocking to the eye after the coolness of the cream and blue in the office; along the walls were lined whips, crops, chains, all sorts of things on shelves. “Remember,” he purred in my ear as he stood behind me, hands slipping around my waist to begin pulling my shirt up over my large breasts, “You act like you love everything in here, I want to hear you begging for it... convince me you want nothing more than to be here and I’ll be convinced that you’re good enough for the part.” A part of me wanted to run away out the door... but the money offered for the movie was too good, and it would be my first leading part as well. So I faked it, “Oh yeah baby,” as I held my arms over my head so that he could slide my shirt off more easily, my breasts bounced slightly as they pulled free of my shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra of course - it’s always easier to get parts with my nipples poking through my shirts - and he cupped my big boobs and squeezed hard, making me wince a little. I could smell his cheap cologne as he squeezed my boobs, pretending to moan as his hands rubbed my chest all over, I pressed my asscheeks back against his hard on. Dammit, I was going to get this part even if I had to act like a kinky slut to get it... I needed the money badly. My eyes going over the room I could see that he had quite an elaborate set up, and I wondered how many other girls had been in here with this creep. His hands traveled away from my breasts, leaving them a little sore and pinkish, and down my slim stomach where he began pushing down my skirt, rolling my panties down with it. Groaning as his fingers ran over my smooth mound and my skirt and underwear hit the floor, I bent over slightly so that his dick could really grind between my ass cheeks. “Come on,” he pushed me a little towards the center of the room where he strung my arms up over my head, putting my wrists into leather cuffs that were hanging from the ceiling. I was up almost on my tiptoes as I hung there, my body stretched out and my breasts bobbling slightly as I tried to get in a comfortable position. As I wiggled a little, he strapped my ankles to a kind of bar, keeping my ankles about two feet apart, then he began to strip in front of me. Not an impressive body, but at least he kept himself fairly well in shape, just a hint of flab on his stomach and a little bit of pudge giving him slight love handles. “Oh yeah baby,” I purred, trying not to look at his hard dick which was already leaking pre-cum. It was 7" long, not a bad length and thick enough, but I hate pubic hair and he didn’t look like he’d ever shaved or trimmed in his life. “Tie me up and fuck me hard.” He grinned at me as I said that, which I didn’t really understand, until he went over to the wall and grabbed a riding crop. My heart sank a little as I realized that he wanted to crop me before fucking me. This was going to hurt... act like you like it, I reminded myself. The first stroke whistled through the air, hitting my back... the crop was so long that the end of it whipped around my body and biting pain hit my breast where it impacted on the soft flesh. I cried out in pain and shock, and then bit my lip before faking a passionate moan, “That’s hot baby, beat me, beat me please!” His face was alight as if he actually believed what I was saying (which was all to the good as far as I was concerned), and his eyes glinted as he walked around me, strokes hitting across my stomach, back, breasts and ass. I began moving my hips as he hit me, biting my lip against the pain and pouting my mouth at him, I wriggled so that my breasts bobbled deliciously - easy targets which he took advantage of. But the strangest thing of all... as I moved and begged him to beat me, I really did start to get into it... it kinda started to feel good when the pain hit my body... and... and I realized I was starting to get wet. I was really moaning now, hanging there with my whole body burning. There were stripes across my upper thighs, front and back, my stomach, my ass, my back, and especially across my breasts. My nipples were completely erect and burning as he flicked the end of the crop against each of them, pulsing pain shooting to my pussy. He stood behind me and a stroke whistled up through my legs, and I shrieked as pain spread all along my pussy lips, most of it in my clit where the end of the crop had landed. Again and again he hit me, five times in all on my tender pussy... and each time the crop came away wetter and wetter. Standing behind me as I sobbed, the pain and pleasure causing a confusion mix in my head and pussy, he grasped my poor striped breasts in his hands and pulled them as he leveraged his dick up into my abused cunt. It hurt, so much, when his dick speared me, the pain from the beating making him seem huge in my body as he thrust. He was squeezing my breasts hard, my soft fleshing spilling out between his fingers and he made my body bounce he was moving so fast. Pulling out suddenly, I realized that my pussy felt incredibly empty and I moaned with the loss of contact... then suddenly he was thrusting up into my ass and it burned as he pressed in without stopping. I wriggled and gasped as he pushed up into my dry hole, lubricated only with my pussy juices. There haven’t been that many guys in my ass that I was completely used to it, and the force of his push took my breath away. Lustfully he used my breasts as leverage to pound my ass, my head hanging back with my mouth open as I panted. He was growling low in his throat behind me, thrusting wildly, we were completely oblivious to everything but each other, we were so caught up in our savage act of lust. Mauling my breasts with just one hand, his other slid down and pressed two fingers into my sore pussy, rubbing painfully against my abused lips as the heel of his palm pressed firmly against my poor abused clit and began a circular motion. “OH YOU FUCKER!!!!!!!!!” I was screaming, shaking as my orgasm swept over me, completely engulfed in the ecstacy and savagery of the act, “YOU’RE FUCKING MAKING ME CUM WHILE YOU RAPE MY ASS!!!!!!!!! OH FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!” I was wailing hard as my ass clenched down on him and my pussy convulsed around his fingers, leaking juices all over his hand as I came. Completely lost in my own pleasure, I barely noticed as he jerked hard and his dick began twitching as he shot cum up into my dark hole, filling my ass with his white stickiness. Panting, exhausted, I hung there until he pulled me down. ************************ Kara twitched in her seat, her pussy aching with need as she told her story... it was hard to keep her hands from reaching down and rubbing her little cunt, from pressing against her clit. Instead she just squirmed in her seat - both in arousal and embarrassment - as she told her story. “And the worst of it is,” she whispered, pussy leaking copiously as her thighs pressed together, “Every guy I’ve been with since pales in comparison... All I can think about is going back there into that damn room and having him beat me again... It gets me so hot I can barely stand it.” She felt relief, of one kind at least, as the man behind her moved away. But her pussy was still burning with need. Whispers in the Dark Ch. 03 As he listened to Kara's story, Jared couldn't help but notice that his wife was squirming in her seat a bit, undoubtedly trying not to convey her arousal to the whole room. As the candles flickered about the faces, he wondered what would be next and who. As the dark figure of the Master circled the participants, he was quite surprised when a hand clamped down on his shoulder and said, "You, you will be next." Jared fidgeted in his chair as he decided what he wanted to share, and what he did not, much like the night that the episode took place, a time of testing, a time of decision making for him was once again at hand. What would he share? What and how much of his wife was he willing to share, was he willing to tell them all his feelings about what had happened, and what had not happened? What he was still unsure of, his worries about sharing her fully with another man? After all, that is why they had come, wasn't it, to share their feelings and misgivings about sharing each other on a new level? Jared and Tricia were a happy couple. They had been married for about 5 years. Their sex life had been nothing short of explosive since day one, and knowing before their first date that Tricia was Bi had only enticed Jared, and he was intrigued at what possibilities she might bring to his life. And that she had done. He had experienced things that other guy's dream of and never see, let alone get to participate in. But where should they draw the line? That was the recent question, and the elusiveness of its answer is what brought them here. As Jared began to speak to the group, he was still unsure of what he would say, but now was the time, it was all or nothing, and the prospect of nothing was too bleak for him to think about. "Well, this is my wife Tricia," Jared said, as he nodded to his right. As he did the group took notice of the lovely blonde sitting next to him. She had a beautiful face and her golden curls created an outline down her long neck as they spilled out over her shoulder and came to rest cupping her bountiful DD breasts. Her glorious green eyes had a fire all their own in the flickering candle light, and a hint of a woman who had seen and experienced much in her 32 years. Tricia is "bi" and because of that we have had many wonderful experiences in our relationship. We have had many girlfriends through the years, but we have always stopped short of actual intercourse with any added friends. This summer we had a new experience with a buddy of mine who was getting divorced. And it left me feeling that I wanted more to happen between us, or actually between Tricia and him. My buddy Matt had been having a pretty rough time since his divorce had started. And we all knew that one of the major problems in the relationship had been his lack of opportunity to experience anything "different" or "unusual" sexually. He had heard all my bragging rights about the women that Tricia shamelessly brought into our marriage bed year after year to share with me and had lived vicariously through our sex stories and experiences. It was a hot summer afternoon and the 3 of us were out at our pool. Tricia and I were busy telling Matt the tale of our newest girlfriend and he was listening as I described the mind-blowing pleasure of receiving a double blowjob. As I told him the story of meeting Kelly, Tricia's latest fling for the 1st time, we all became a little aroused. After all, I had met this woman only an hour before I had the opportunity to bury my face in her wet cunt while my wife rode me to explosive proportions. In telling the story I had said enough to make Tricia very appreciative because she was now leaning back against my cock in the pool and rubbing it under the warm water as she downed her Corona and acted as innocent as a little lamb. As the conversation continued and we heard more of the things that Matt had been missing for years, Tricia began to feel that she should be Matt's Florence Nightingale, and that we should help him to broaden his experiences. There are just certain things a guy wants to get to experience at least once in a lifetime, and for me the list was very near empty, while he stood holding a full card. Matt was noticeably excited by Tricia. And who wouldn't be. The beautiful tan body, her full melon size tits, wet in her suit and standing at full attention for both of us men to enjoy. Her round tight ass with the wet strip of neon orange fabric gently spreading her luscious cheeks apart, barely covering her two wet warm holes from our view. Her beautiful pink lips, slippery, shiny and inviting. And of course Matt and I both knew that there was a special attraction in Tricia that could not be found in every woman, the rare beauty of a woman who loved enough to share new things, and always keep things spicy in her relationships. I remember Tricia fawning over Matt as she listened to his complaints about his ex-wife. Her attention was subtle though, as always. She flirted with him while she shoved her hand into my swim trunks and freed my ever-growing erection. I nestled my lips in to the side of her long slender neck so that I could catch her scent in the summer breeze, and nibble and kiss her there, it was her most vulnerable spot. She turned to face me, our eyes met. We had talked about this before, about helping Matt out now during the lonely phase of his divorce. As she peered into my soul with those grass green eyes of hers I knew what she was asking, without words, and I responded with a gentle nod. She leaned back against the side of the pool, now between Matt and I, resting her arms on either side, making her huge tits stick out even more. I gave her a gentle nudge to tell her it was okay, that I wanted her to go for it. Matt was telling us about another ex-lover of his, and then he said that he had to get going after one more beer. Tricia saw this as her window of opportunity. "Well, you should come back again when you can stay long enough for me to help you out with all of this." Tricia boasted. Matt answered that he would. "Or maybe I should just come over there now and check things out, see what you actually have to offer me under those trunks of yours—see if you are as turned on by the prospect as you say you are." Tricia remarked. "Maybe you should," replied Matt. "Maybe I will"—Tricia said. I was amazed with her ability to be so sexy and such an alluring come on to this buddy of mine, someone she had never really entertained the idea of having sex with. I found her so irresistible at that moment. She slid around the side of the pool a bit and reached her hand down to the outside of Matt's trunks and gently stroked his completely stiff cock as she gulped down a sip of Corona from the other hand. I let them alone for a few seconds. Just sitting back against the sidewall of the pool to watch my horny wife in action as she did her best to come on to another man in my presence. From where I sat she was having no trouble at all, but then Tricia had always been a very natural flirt. "Mmmmm, well, I believe you do have something in mind for me about now don't you." Trisha chuckled. "Maybe I should get a closer inspection." "Definitely," Matt answered. At that Matt leaned in and started shoving his tongue down my wife's throat as she pulled his cock and balls out of the trunks and gave him a great hand job. The kiss was lasting forever it seemed, and it kind of annoyed me a little. I was completely turned on by watching them, yet a little pissed all at the same time. It was one of those kisses, a first kiss between two totally turned on individuals—the ones with the fireworks and lust of something new and daring. As they continued to kiss I moved up behind Tricia and kissed and caressed her neck as I watched them over her shoulder. I slid my hand down to her pussy to spread her lips open with my fingers, wanting to get her hot and wet for Matt. When I did Matt slid his hand between my fingers and shoved them deep inside of my wife's hotbox, causing her to moan out loud, and shudder just a bit. It was then that I realized our neighbors were outside at their garage. And I said that I thought we were causing a bit too much commotion to be outside—and we headed in to the house dripping wet, freezing in the cold of the air conditioning. Tricia's nipples hard enough to cut glass, that's were it all really began. The Master circled the room as Jared told his story, and finally broke in... "Enough," He said sternly. "You, what is your name"? "Tricia, you tell us, what happened next, from your vantage point." Tricia was completely unprepared for this, she thought that this was Jared's turn to speak, not hers. But then she began, her voice coming shakily into the group from behind the twitching candle, her green eyes glowing above its flame. "Well..." Tricia sighed. We went inside and I remember that I was so nervous and unsure of myself. But I knew that confidence was much more attractive than being mousy and unsure so I did my best to camouflage my nervousness with cocky confidence instead. The next thing I remember I was saying—"Okay, everyone with a cock on the couch." I was attracted to Matt, after all he was much like Jared in the looks department both of them having dark hair, and skin tones. But Jared's Italian heritage gave him straight hair and dark chocolate brown eyes. Where Matt had the blue eyes and curly dark mop of a Greek. Both of them possessed a devilish little grin whenever they were thinking or talking about something sexual—both of them grinning slyly at me in that moment. As the guys stripped off their wet trunks and flopped down grinning at each other I remember thinking that this was insane, how could I please two of them at once. But being who I am and being use to pleasing both my husband and a female lover all the time—it actually came very easily for me. And after only a moments hesitation I lost my self in the fun and possibilities of the event. I went down for hubby first, licking his thick hard cock and tight shaved balls. As Matt watched in silent anticipation I could see the excitement building in his eyes as he watched me take more and more of Jared into my mouth. "Jesus, that's phenomenal... Linda couldn't do that—she never took me in deep." Matt remarked. Ooohhh, sighed Jared. "Then you are in for a huge treat my man." That was when I slid across the floor towards Matt's stiff cock for the first time. He had a nice cock, long and straight, but much thinner than Jared's. As I took his cock in my hand I slid my tongue over the tip of his cock and ran my piercing inside the slit gently, setting Matt into a deep moan. Then I rimmed the head with my warm, wet tongue and slid it down his length—teasing him to the fullest before taking him inside my wet warmth. When I finally took him inside of me, I sucked him down my throat pining my nose about half way down his balls. This must have been an incredible sight for him—he let out a huge "holy-shit" and threw his head back closing his eyes. He couldn't watch if he did he was going to cum right then and there. After playing with his balls, running my tongue all over them, flicking them like I do my girls clit and getting as hot as I could with out letting him come I slid back over to my husband—I'd keep one hand on his cock the entire time I attended to Matt's needs. I played with Jared, taking him down the back of my throat and holding his full cock there, pinching and squeezing with the muscles of my esophagus. I could feel the first hot stings of precum leaking from his cock and sliding down the back of my throat. Thinking that seeing Jared's juices would get Matt hot, I saved a little and brought it to the top with me—carefully releasing Jared's cock and drawing a long, clear, shiny string of precum up with me from the head of his cock to the tip of my tongue. "Mmmmm...you juicy boy you," I said. "I could stay in your mouth all day." Jared replied with a huge sigh. "But I think it's time to give something else a try." Then Jared slid off the couch and I went back to giving Matt my full attention as Jared put me on all fours and shoved his thick cock into my dripping cunt. As I sucked Matt down again and again, fondling his balls with my mouth and hands, he could feel the power of every thrust Jared's cock made into my love tunnel. "I have the perfect view." Matt remarked. "The view from back here is pretty awesome too...I can see her sucking you down over and over again." Jared replied as he looked over my shoulder. Then Jared asked Matt if he wanted a turn at bat, but Matt was happy where he was, I guess he didn't want to push it the first time we were all together. I was actually quite surprised that Jared had offered my pussy to his friend before we'd really discussed it. But it didn't matter, because in no time at all Matt was crying out that he was going to cum, I guess he was trying to warn me, thinking I'd want him to pull out of my mouth, instead I clamped down and sucked in the entire length of his shuddering cock and ½ his balls as I swallowed every salty drop of pleasure from his body. When Jared heard and saw Matt cumming in my mouth he lost his load as well and we all came together in a sticky pile. The Master interrupted, "Jared, what made you decide to share a part of your wife you never had before?" "I don't know, she just felt so good—so warm and wet—tight and inviting. I guess I wanted my buddy to get the chance to experience the feeling that to me is the best in the world—the thing that nothing else can compare to for me." Jared answered. "And what did you think Tricia? You said that you were shocked by Jared's suggestion?" In the heat of the moment I was thinking that it would be fun, and that it would feel great. I didn't want him to regret giving into the moment later. I didn't want to do something that meant taking a chance on changing our relationship. I didn't want him to be playing the "I wonder game" the next day or week—wondering if Matt felt better than he did, or that I liked doing Matt more. It would never be possible for me to find someone that I had a better sexual chemistry with than Jared. Our bodies were made for each other and it is the years of love, time, and attention to our sex life that has made us the dynamic duo we are in bed. We know each other's bodies better than we know our own and that is what makes our lovemaking something that nothing, or no one else could ever touch, at least not for me. But in reality I worry about the fact that he may expect me to do the same for him with our girlfriend, and I am not sure that I am willing to share "that" it has always been the one and only thing that we hold sacred for each other, no outsiders allowed—they can watch all they want and play with us while we are at it—it's so one sided of me, to know it won't change anything I feel for Jared, but to worry that it would change his feelings for me if I shared him completely. Tricia replied. Pacing the group once again, the Master sighed—"Yes, I see that this is a definite reason for you two to join our group. Perhaps we will have to delve into these feelings in more depth at next weeks meeting. Perhaps we will come to a decision as to what a good therapeutic resolution would be for your problem—I have some thoughts, but we will wait until the next meeting..." As the master walked away again, the candles flickered in the cool breeze as Jared and Tricia took hold of each other's hands—both sighing in relief that their turn was over—and in disbelief that they would find the answers they were looking for—here in this group of diverse individuals. As their thoughts circled these ideas, they heard the Master's steps slow again as they heard him deem "You, you will tell us your story next..." And the silent whisper of a breath that refused to be released filled the room, only the candles dared to move as they danced—there flickers taunting us all in the still darkness of the night. Whispers in the Dark Ch. 05 David was nervous. It wasn't that he minded sharing his story, it was just that he hadn't expected to have to go first at the second meeting. He'd thought that someone would probably go before him, but the hand was on him first. Oh well, might as well just get it over with. *********************************** I met this girl about a year ago, her name was Teresa... she was so cute and innocent looking, I knew that I was just going to have to have her. I like them innocent, I like to take them down the walkways and show them everything, when they're innocent you can talk them into everything and anything... So when I met her, and her innocent blue eyes, I knew that I was going to have to have her. She had blonde hair, silky blonde like corn silk almost, I kinda thought that she looked liked a little doll. Her body was perfect, young and supple looking, at first I thought I was screwed because she didn't look a day over 16, but I made her show me her driver's license... 19 years old. Later she told me that a lot of guys didn't want to date her because it looked like they were cradle-robbing, she was thrilled that someone 28 wanted to see her. I didn't mind that she looked so young though, I'm not into them young but it really went along with the whole innocent look. For days, weeks I chased her. Took her to dinner, movies, flowers, romancing all the way... and I couldn't even get to second base. A chaste kiss was no problem, sometimes I could even get her to stand and kiss awhile; but she never invited me in and she never let me go any farther. I was aching for her, impatiently. I loved that she made me wait and chase harder, it would just make the prize that much more worth it. And it showed me how truly innocent she was, that I would really be able to show her the ropes since she gave no indication that any guy had ever gotten very far with her. I was spell-bound, completely obsessed. And strangely enough, I stopped thinking about the sex all the time and also started to enjoy her company. She was so quirky and cute, so much fun to just be around. And even though I wanted her body, and I wanted to corrupt her, I also wanted to actually date her. It had been awhile since that had happened, but I figured what the hell; I was already invested. And besides, the more innocent they are when you first get them, the more they'll be willing to do once you get them started. My mind was thinking of so many devilish things to do with her body... Then I introduced her to my friends. They all seemed to like her well enough, but after she'd left to go home I stayed to talk to them; I could tell that they'd been talking about her and I wanted to know what they were talking about. That's when my friend Karl sat me down and showed me the movie. It was a tape of her, my innocent sweet-faced prudish Teresa, a home-made porn where she was repeatedly fucked by 4 different guys. It wasn't really too much of a gang-bang, she refused to blow any of them or have anal sex, she never let them go at her more than one at a time. But it was time after time after time; they all fucked her, just taking turns. It seemed to go on forever, all of them getting themselves hard over and over while they fucked her and she screamed nasty words at them while she came. The entire time she just kept screaming about how she wanted them to fuck her, use her, do dirty things to her... even though all she would let them do is fuck her missionary. By the end of it her thighs and pretty shaved pussy were coated in cum. I was shocked. And hurt. I felt pretty betrayed... I couldn't even get to second base and she'd done a movie like this? And who knew what else. It afforded me some comfort that even during a gang-bang she'd been pretty prudish. Then I started to get angry. I was there with five of my friends - Karl, Martin, Nick, and Paul; they all agreed that she was a cock tease who deserved some retribution. Now, normally I would never think of doing anything like that, everything is a woman's choice. Dressing sexy doesn't mean that she deserves to get raped - but dressing sexy, teasing me, waving her delicious ass around in front of me, all the while having a pretty hardcore dirty porn video out on the internet? Not to mention that she'd even been a tease to the guys in the video, I bet they were all panting to get her pretty pink lips wrapped around their dicks. We decided that Teresa needed to make a REAL gang-bang movie, one where her little innocent pose wouldn't be able to last at all. Really, my lust was broken, she'd out and out lied to me when she told me that she was a true innocent... not only my lust, but my heart a little too. Sure, I'd wanted her when I thought she was innocent, but even now, finding out that she really wasn't in a lot of ways, I still wanted to just be with her. And that betrayal hurt the most of all. Shaking my friend's hands, we agreed. Tomorrow night at my house they would lie in wait while she and I went out, I'd bring her back to my place to watch a movie that I'd rented and thought she would love. Of course, when we walked in, the movie would already be playing and it would be the porno. The guys would hook my computer up to the TV. Then we'd use the computer's web cam to make our own home-made porn with her, and all the while she'd be able to watch it on screen. ********** Everything went exactly as planned. I thought she was going to die of shock after our romantic date - in which I'd done an awful lot of cajoling and pleading just to get her to come back to my house afterwards - when she walked in and saw her porno playing on the screen. She didn't say a word, just stood there staring with her mouth open and all the while all I could look at was the was her dress clung to her curves and how low-cut the neckline was. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the other guys moving in, they were looking at how good she looked too. For a moment I felt possessive, but then my eye caught the screen where she was being royally pounded by the second guy in line. Fuck it, my temper was up again. Teresa screamed when Nick grabbed her from behind, immediately the rest of us were on her like animals, ripping the clothes from her body. Finally she was bared naked to me, absolutely perfect in every way. Small high breasts with their pert pink nipples, her pretty pussy lips peeking out from between her legs, and the soft curves of her hips. Moaning, I ran my hands over her, along with the hands of all the other guys - but I was the first to latch my mouth onto her nipple. She pleaded with us, even though she was moaning, as we touched her; putting our mouths and hands all over her. When Paul clicked the movie off the screen and switched it over to the camera I knew it was time. I stood in front of her kneeling body, watching as my friend's molested her, and unzipped my pants. Whipping out my 7 incher I whipped her across the face with it. "Suck it you dirty whore," I sneered at her, "You teased me long enough, now suck it." Wide-eyed, slightly tearful she looked up at me, trying to keep her composure despite the hands that were roaming over her body, "I don't do that." I nodded to Paul and Martin who were playing with her breasts; immediately they pinched her nipples hard. As soon as she opened her mouth to shriek I shoved my dick in. Now, didn't that look good... my dick was practically lodged down her throat and she started gagging as I began thrusting back and forth. It was pretty obvious that this was something she really didn't do, she had no technique at all, but I didn't really need any. Here was somewhere she was definitely innocent and I was taking that from her. Sure, I would have liked it if it had been more seduction, but at that point I was happy to take what I could get. And she was starting to respond which really got me going, she was actually trying to suck even though she didn't really seem to know what to do. I just put my hands onto her head, weaving my fingers through that blonde hair and started fucking her face. "Hey David, she's wet!" Karl told me, his fingers had found their way down inside that pretty pink pussy, "I guess she's enjoying sucking you off more than she thought she would!" The guys all laughed as they continued to play with her tits and ass; Teresa was definitely blushing as she continued to take my dick in her mouth. I smiled down at her, encouraging like and she redoubled her efforts... really she was starting to get a hang of the whole thing. Below her I could see Karl lying on the floor and forcing her legs apart; as soon as he could he started eating her out - it was one of his favorite things to do. Her moans of pleasure made my whole dick vibrate, and I started really skull-fucking her, shoving my dick farther and farther down her throat. I could feel the muscles tightening around me because she was trying not to gag. I managed to push myself all the way in, so that her lips were pressed up against my crotch. She was kinda panicking but I ignored it, she wasn't going to die for 30 seconds lack of air. I unloaded myself straight down her throat, feeling her swallowing muscles move around me. At the last minute I pulled out and sprayed the last jet across her face, watching as it dripped around her mouth and cheeks. "Now you look more beautiful than ever." I told her. As Martin took his place in front of her, I watched as she half-heartedly took him into her mouth. She didn't really start trying to suck him until she realized that I was still watching her. It looked like she was trying to smile at me around his dick, and I could feel myself getting hard again. Obviously she was starting to like what was happening to her, and she seemed to want to please me. That in and of itself was pretty hot. After a few minutes I was ready to go again, and Martin was already bellowing as she swallowed his load. Getting onto the floor I had the boys lift her onto me, making her lower her body onto mine. She sank down and starting pumping enthusiastically, riding me like a bronco. I was shocked at how tight her pussy was, it was almost like fucking a virgin... I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Even though she was soaking wet I felt like my dick was going to be squeezed off, she really had to work to wedge me into her. As soon as she was secured and starting to fuck, Karl took his place at her mouth. Martin was off to the side, just watching, and the other two were still playing with her tits. Really I couldn't blame them. I let me hands run over body, up and down as she fucked me. It felt fantastic, I couldn't believe that she'd taken so many other guys before. It must have been a long time since she'd last been done. Karl and I came at almost the exact same time, as soon as we pulled out Paul and Nick took their places. Martin, Karl and I watched from the sidelines as she began to heave and buck like a pro. Then Karl whispered in my ear, and Teresa watched us from the corner of her eye as she sucked and fucked. It was a real treat to watch her pert little tits jiggle around while she rode Nick. While Karl left the room I got up and went over to start playing with her tits, tugging on her nipples like I was milking them. She started squealing around Paul's dick. I lowered my mouth to her bouncing tit and starting sucking on her nipples like I was a starving baby, moving back and forth, using my hands to grope her. As she rode Nick she started to shake and I realized that she was cumming... well about time! I figured she had just needed awhile since she had been so surprised, but I was glad that she was starting to really get into the spirit of things. I would've probably felt bad if she'd really hated everything that was happening to her. Of course I wished that she was cumming while it was my dick in her, but hey, you can't have everything. Nick came first of course, and then Paul took his place in her pussy. I stood in front of her so that she could try to reinvigorate my flagging dick. Not that it would have taken too much longer on my own, but if I could get some pleasure from her body while it was happening then that's good too! She seemed especially happy to suck on my dick, even though it was only half-hard. Nick came in her pussy and then got out from underneath her so that he could watch as she cleaned all the juices from my crotch. While the guys were watching our little oral show - accompanied by happy murmurs from her and low moans from me - Karl came back in with a very large cucumber. Getting behind Teresa he started pressing it up into her crack, going at her from behind with it in doggy-style. She seemed a little surprised at first, but then started to get into it, moving her ass back and forth as he slowly worked it into her tightness. It was so big that even after taking five of us in her pussy it was a bit of a tight fit. By now I was rock hard again, and even though I was enjoying her mouth there was one more perversion we wanted to initiate her in. So I turned her around and she started sucking Karl's half-mast back to life. The girl's stomach was probably filled with sex juices by now. I played with the cucumber a little, enjoying the way its greenness split open her pink lips. It really was a tight fit, even now. Out of her sight, Martin handed me a bottle of KY jelly; I lubed up my dick - making sure to get plenty onto it. As soon as I was ready I pulled the cucumber from her opening. Innocent in some ways; she made a happy noise and waggled her ass at me, inviting me into her pussy. Unfortunately for her that wasn't where I was headed. Quickly I pressed the head of my dick against her tiny asshole and plunged in. She squealed, her back arching in pain as half of my dick found its way into her depths; I moaned at the exquisite tightness of her backdoor, even more gripping than the front. Teresa's body jerked and convulsed as I worked the first half of my weapon in and out of her body - Karl was moaning like a madman at her groans and yelps of pain, they must have really been massaging his dick - and then she screamed again as I plugged her up with the rest of it. Resting fully inside her for a few moments I made a little circular motion with my hips, so that she shuddered and clenched around me. It was absolutely heavenly. Reaching around I massaged her tits, rubbing the little nipples between my fingers. After a few moments she started moaning again, and this time it didn't sound so painfilled. Carefully I began to work my way back out of her ass, before roughly plunging back in. A few strokes and she started pushing back at me encouragingly, and I really let loose on her ass. It was just too tight to enjoy for very long, so I just gripped her tits tightly in my hands and fucked hard. Karl came and filled her belly with another load, and then it was just the two of us as I deflowered her ass in front of my friends. Her head hung down towards the carpet and she was completely supported on her forearms as her ass was pushed high in the air. I was brutal and tender at the same; mostly doing everything to enjoy myself, but also trying to make sure that I wasn't actually hurting her, even if I wasn't really involved in making things pleasant for her. To my utter shock, when I pushed hard for the last time and started to spew in her ass, she actually came with me. The rest of the evening was like that, we all fucked her - a couple times three of us at once - in all her holes over and over again. We fucked her again with the cucumber in her pussy and later in her ass, when we couldn't get it up quick enough we'd fuck her with the cucumber or one of us would eat her out while the rest of us played with the rest of her body. By the end of it she was covered in cum and her pussy and ass were raw and gaping. The rest of the guys left finally, and I took her up to the shower, washing her gently before carrying her to my bed. I was sated, my anger totally gone, and all I wanted to do was hold her through the night. Then she said the most shocking thing to me, she told me, "By the way, let me introduce you to my twin sister Tara sometime... I'm sure she'll be glad to know how much you liked her video." ***************************** David looked up at the darkened room, unable to make out the expression on anyone's face, "Yeah, she really was a total innocent... a complete virgin. Thankfully she'd always had fantasies of someone just taking her and not taking no for an answer... they'd never really included a guy and his friends, but she was sweet enough to forgive me. After I made it up to her of course, but that's another story." Pausing, he smiled wistfully at the flickering candles, "We just got engaged last week." Whispers in the Dark Ch. 06 Chapter 6: The "Therapeutic-Cure" Tricia and Jared where less than thrilled that today was again—the day for "The Meeting." Wow, how the last week had flown by. Tricia thought a lot about the Master's last words... about a "Therapeutic Cure" for their questions...it excited her and worried her all at the same time. She wondered what he would have to say tonight. Jared finished his work and loaded up his tools, another week done he thought to himself. I wonder what will be said tonight at the meeting as people share? And what will the Master say about Tricia and her indecisiveness? What will this "Cure" he is thinking of be? Hope it's nothing too embarrassing... In the car on the way Jared asked Tricia if she was nervous... "You bet, aren't you? I mean how could I not be? I have no idea what he's gonna tell us to do." "Well, I just hope he doesn't try to embarrass us in front of all the others, even if we can't see their faces in the dark, I still feel like we already know them pretty well, I mean it is pretty delicate stuff we've all been sharing with each other." Jared replied. As they pulled into the parking lot they saw a gorgeous redhead under the lights, getting out of her car and a motorcycle pulling in right along side her... "Hmmm...looks like someone enjoyed last week's stories...together after—I mean..." Jared remarked as he looked over in their direction. "I knew someone would have to end up hooking up before all this was through." Tricia replied. Tricia wondered to herself if either of them had told their stories in the group sessions yet, and if they had...which story was theirs? She sat dazing and thinking for a minute—trying to put one of them together with a story.... "What the hell are ya doing over there anyways? You waiting on an engraved invitation or are ya gonna get out of the car sometime this evening? I don't want to go in there and face any of this either. But that IS the whole reason why we're doing this...might as well bite the bullet and get it over with...." Jared sighed. "Yes, of course...I was just trying to match one of them with one of the stories we'd already heard...that is one of the fun things about this whole deal...hell, it's the only fun thing about it!" Tricia smirked a little giggle. "The sooner we go in the sooner we can come out—and go home and try to forget about all of it until the next time!" She continued. "True, how very true..." Jared replied. "Although I kinda like not forgetting about some of the others' stories...some of them are pretty great material for fantasizing about!" Jared added with that devilish little twinkle in his eye. " You are such a perv!" Tricia chuckled. "That's why I married you though!" She laughed and gave him her great sexy smile...the one that always drove him nuts. At the doorway to the rundown studio they grabbed up their candles, lit them and threw their matchsticks into the metal holder left by the door. Tricia sighed deeply as they entered the door...she was okay at the first meeting...but as she felt her stomach doing summersaults she knew she was NOT ready for this one! After everyone was seated the Master approached to the middle of the circle and began to speak, "Tonight we are going to hear more of your secrets, but we are also going to do something a little different towards the end...so hold onto your hats, and I encourage you to be sure to stay until the conclusion of tonight's meeting...you'll certainly miss a lot if you duck out early—" Tricia wriggled in her seat and nervously flipped her hair from her shoulder as Jared tapped his feet back and forth first one and then the other...after 7 years of marriage they read each other's nervous habits like a book. Each reached out for the other's hand to reassure themselves that at least they would be there for each other...they both had the feeling that the end of the meeting was going to have something to do with the Master's idea of "Therapeutic Healing" for their uncertainties. They didn't know how right they were...but they would find out soon enough... Tonight's main story was actually by a guy, telling about how he had forced a gangbang onto his girlfriend and then found out later that she was still indeed a virgin...and she actually let him live, and decided to marry him...you can never tell what will float someone else's boat Tricia thought... Jared leaned in and whispered "Good for them then...they found out what they liked—together..." "Direct hit!" Tricia thought—"He had to get his little dig in about me not being able to decide if we should go all the way with Matt...guess he just wishes I'd make up my mind and be the whore he wants me to be..." "I guess that seeing me blow his friend wasn't enough..." In fact Tricia was all but convinced that the blowjob she'd given Matt had only intensified Jared's need to see her with another man ...and she was absolutely right. Jared listened half way to the rest of the gangbang story but now he was removed into his own little fantasy spiked by the story he was listening to. He wanted to see Tricia with another man. He wanted to see another man's big, juicy cock rammed deep inside of his wife's small, tight pussy lips. He wanted to hear another man tell him how fucking good his wife felt inside. And see the look on his face when he entered her tight, wet cunt for the first time. That first inch of heaven as Jared called it and then the deep plunge down inside of her that led him to total fulfillment over and over again. As the meeting careened onward toward its end the Master took the floor. This time he was not alone. And as Tricia saw the shadowy figure of the young man she knew that he was there for her...there to fuck her for Jared and all the others to see. "We'll call him 'Travis'." The Master said as he introduced the shadowy figure to the group. "He is going to help out our couple friends with their indecision about sharing...tonight they will share—the wife—all of her. The next thing she knew, Tricia had been ushered to a small chaise that was now present in the middle of the circle. As her husband kissed her neck and rubbed her shoulders from behind—"Travis" took his place and began to caress her melons through her shirt. He bent to them and slowly slid a hand inside her bra while he grabbed her neck with the other hand and pulled her in for a deep, slow kiss. The kiss never really ended, but instead began to travel, taking on its own velocity as it made its descent to the hem of Tricia's skirt. Tricia couldn't believe this was happening. Her body demanded one thing while her mind said something else...she couldn't do this could she? It felt so good though, the hot dampness of his lips against the skin of her legs. She heard her husband's whispers in her ear telling her to spread her wings and let him in... "That's it baby, open those legs. Let him taste that sweet nectar." Jared breathed as he felt his own excitement growing. As she felt the hot wet lips of the stranger invade her—lapping at her juicy middle...she decided to let go, to let her husband have his way and to enjoy this adventure for exactly what it was...a one-time thing. It never had to happen again if she didn't want it to but at least she would have fulfilled her husband's greatest fantasy. And who knew, she might even decide she liked it too—no way she'd ever know unless she tried it. Tricia threw her head back against the chaise and began to struggle with the belt and buckle of her husband's jeans as the stranger became more and more familiar with the scent and taste of her beautifully shaved pussy. The more the stranger ate, the deeper Tricia sucked Jared into her throat. Jared couldn't believe the sight before his eyes it was too much—the sight of a stranger between his wife's thighs, the feel of her throat as it tightened its grip around his thick cock, the fury with which she sucked and lapped at his cock and balls. As Tricia's sounds let him know how good the stranger's mouth was, he gave into all the sites and sounds of the scene—as Tricia felt the first hot spurt of jizz hit the back of her throat she came immediately. Knowing that she was fulfilling her husband while being fulfilled herself was a feeling beyond compare. At that moment she knew that she couldn't wait for the rest of the event and that she'd never be unsure about being shared again. As the guys swapped positions and flipped Tricia over so that she was leaning against the back of the chaise, her husband went up to bat first. As he entered her dripping cunt from behind she felt "Travis's" cock as it poked at her chin—he wanted in—and she couldn't wait to oblige. He was longer than her husband but his cock was thinner. She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like as it speared its way inside her. She sucked as her husband fucked and together they had reached their bliss—the dynamic duo—Tricia thought—they'd become the ultimate partners for each other and were now able to satisfy any and all of each other's wants and needs. When they switched again Jared lost all concentration in himself...watching "Travis's" face intently as his cock made its way deep inside his wife's love tunnel—he barely felt Tricia's hands and mouth on his own cock...but he was stiff again just from watching and hearing the moans of the strange man that was now invading his wife. As "Travis" slid in and out in a steady rhythm his moans as well as his pace became frantic—as he was about to cum he pulled out of Tricia's dripping pussy—his seed spewing onto her ass as her muffled cries from around Jared's cock signaled to the entire group that she was cumming again as well. As Jared stroked his thick cock in and out of her mouth—actually fucking her face towards the end he told her how fucking good she was, that she was so hot and sexy and she looked so good taking on two cocks at once. No one in the room thought that the issue of sharing or being shared would ever cause this couple pause or angst again. The "Therapy" had worked—they were indeed cured. At the end of the meeting all the watchers quietly left, but none would soon forget the wonderful sights and sounds they'd all experienced this evening. Jared and Tricia hooked up with "Travis" in the parking lot to exchange information—they all three knew this was something they wanted to pursue again—and the sooner the better... Whispers in the Dark Ch. 07 The room was again illuminated only by the flickering lights of the candles as those assembled waited for the familiar voice to choose the one to share the story tonight. Kristin felt the tap on the shoulder, "Begin please." It was the unmistakable voice of the master and she swallowed and let out a sigh as she composed herself to begin. "I have this strange fantasy that I would like to share with you," she remarks. I am one of several people seeking entrance into a unique sex club. We are gathered on this particular night to get our assignments for initiation. We are given a neatly folded piece of paper and instructed to await until each one has received theirs before opening. Once we are given the signal I open mine to see the line written: "Saturday morning 11:00 am. Phone call, follow instructions" This is Friday evening and they knew that this weekend I would be all alone at the house, as my parents were out of town. Saturday morning comes and I shower and fix a light breakfast wandering what is in store for me. Exactly at 11am the phone rings. I pick it up to her a female voice on the other end. The voice is familiar and I know it is one of the leaders of the club. She asks me if I am ready to begin the initiation, and I assure her that I am. She informs me that I will have a visitor at noon. I am to be naked when I answer the door. This makes me gasp when I hear it, but I agree. Once I have let them inside, I am to do exactly as instructed, and I agree. I pace the floor nervously for the next hour and shortly before noon I slowly undress until I am completely naked in my own house. The doorbell rings and I swallow hard as I make my way to the door. I look through the door panes to see a nice looking young man who smiles and calls me by name. I take a deep sigh and open the door, his eyes taking in every inch of my naked body. I let him in and he walks with me to the living room. He instructs me to turn on the computer and fire up the webcam. How they knew I had one is beyond me. Once it is on, he gives me an e-mail address to enter and tells me that I am to suck his cock directly in front of the webcam so those viewing it can get a good view. My heart beats faster as I think about what he just said. The thought of strangers watching me give a blow job to a man I have never met has me shivering, but I know its part of the initiation, and I want to be a member, so I set myself to the task. I lower myself to my knees and slowly unbuckle his belt and undo the snap of his jeans. As I unzip them I find he is not wearing any underwear. I pull out his cock and lower his jeans to the floor. His cock is thick and meaty, and he has a set balls to match. His masculine scent is intoxicating as I put my lips to the head of it and begin flickering my tongue along the piss slit to arouse the monster. It comes alive in short order and I begin sucking it, taking it a little deeper as I hear his moans of pleasure. I fondle the balls and even now feel them filling up with a thick load. He grabs my hair and pulls me tighter to his crotch as I suck it long and deep. This continues until he shoots a massive load into my mouth that darn near chokes me. It oozes out the side of my mouth and down my chin. I am sure those watching this is getting a thrill. As his cock drains and starts to shrink he pulls out of my mouth and steps back. I think its over now, but it isn't. He tells me to grab a small coffee table and place it in front of the webcam so the audience can get a good view. I am then ordered to bend over with my ass pointed directly to the camera while I receive a spanking. I gasp at the thought of it. Not only will strangers see my most intimate parts, but watch the humiliation of me being spanked naked like this. I do as I am told and bend over the table, spreading my legs and await the terrible fate. The handsome stranger shows no mercy as he takes a wooden crop and turns my ass into an inferno in no time. I want to plead for him to stop, but know if I do, I will be denied admission, so I endure it as best I can. Things get worse now. Once the spanking is completed I am tied face on the coffee table and spread eagle. The stranger produces a small vibrator and turns it on. My pussy is facing the camera for all to see. I feel like a whore on display. The vibrator buzzes away as he begins rubbing along my pussy lips, teasing them provocatively. Soon they will be swollen and soaked in my own cunt juices. Skilfully, he runs the vibrator to the edge of orgasm then breaks away leaving me a quivering mess. This torture goes on for another solid hour. I am delirious from wanting to cum. He then strips naked and lowers himself onto me and begins fucking me hard. Pushing his huge cock deeper into my pussy. He thrusts harder and harder, giving me the fucking of my life. I am finally allowed to cum just before he shoots a thick wad into my pussy and then slowly pulls out. I am left there this way. My legs spread, dripping cum and wet for all to see, for another half an hour. The stranger unties me and turns off the equipment. He dresses and leaves without saying a word. The phone rings and it is her voice again. She informs me that once all the votes are in from those viewing the video she will call me and let me know the outcome. Hours go by before the phone rings. I have been accepted, and am to be at the meeting Monday evening for the induction ceremony. The master thanks her for the story and asks if anyone would like to comment on it.