4 comments/ 36824 views/ 18 favorites We Go Deeper With the "Club" Ch. 01 By: syn4321 Hi, this is Tim again, and this is a continuation of my adventure with my then-girlfriend Louise back in college. Previously I shared how in our freshman year, Louise became a black cock slut and I, her cuckold. We were both indoctrinated into the "Club" on campus when Jerome, a massively-hung black adonis athlete fucked my girlfriend in front of me and knocked her up, really with both our consent. It was incredibly hot to watch and be a part of, and you should go read my prior journal of the event, honestly, before you read this. This journal entry discusses what came next... While we were all pretty sure that Louise got knocked up that first night with Jerome, truly neither she nor I wanted to take any chances: If she didn't get pregnant by him, she would surely get pregnant by one of her lovers soon after, and since both she and I thought Jerome was a swell all-around choice for breeding, we wanted to make sure she didn't miss out and end up with a lesser genetic donor and potential part-time father of her child. So to that end, since Louise and Jerome were both pretty horny people, for the next five or six weeks, they were more or less fucking up a storm-marathon sex sessions once or twice a day at Louise's dorm room, frequently with me joining in in my new cuckold capacity and often with Louise's roommate, Lynne, and her boyfriend Brad watching as well. Believe me that it was often just as good a show as that first night of passion that we had all watched together. Lynne, by the way, was a friendly, sweet girl, with a nice figure if a little bit plain-looking. Brad was a regular guy, also nice, and a pretty bland accounting-major type of person. I became a loyal bisexual cuckold to Louise and Jerome and often partook of Jerome's twelve-inch cock in my mouth and down my throat-and occasionally even in my ass-as it struck his fancy. Louise was a bit jealous of how well I could deep throat. It was pretty obvious that I could get Jerome down deeper than she could. One time Louise and Jerome even invited over some of my frat brothers to watch. Because my brothers knew of the "Club" and its rules and everyone knew Louise had been indoctrinated, the whole thing was a little less humiliating than it might have been-but not much. It was still extremely embarrassing-yet also a turn on-when four of the brothers were at Louise's dorm, and Jerome decided to fuck my ass in front of all of them! It was only a few minutes into him and Louise making out when Jerome ordered me to pull down my pants and show everyone my small five inch erection and how throbbing it was, and then, I think quite spontaneously, he told me firmly: "Tim, get down and present your ass for me now, please." I did as I was told, and with but a bit of lube, I was soon getting the fucking of a lifetime. I didn't want to admit it to myself at first, but it was incredibly hot to be the receptacle for such a gorgeous and powerful man, to be the object of his attention and obviously bringing him pleasure, as he grunted and groaned about how great my ass felt on his cock. After a few minutes, I reached the most embarrassing moment when I screamed like a girl in heat and shot my load all over the floor right in front of my frat brothers. And to top it off, Jerome had me lick my ass juice off his cock before he even cleaned it at all. It was humiliating-and a turn on-and my little dick stayed rock hard. It was only a few days after that that we found out that Louise was pregnant, and it only could have been Jerome's. He decided that we would celebrate by letting Brad and Lynne who had been so accommodating of our presence in the dorm in on the action for the evening. They had been clearly hoping for the invite but too intimidated to ask. Brad was allowed to fuck Louise with his decent-size eight-incher, although he was so excited he did not last long inside her. And Lynne got her first dose of massive black cock in her mouth and pussy from Jerome until she was begging him to knock her up, too. He dismissively said he would think about it, and would only unload his cum in her throat for now, just in case she was ovulating. She did a great job of sucking his pipe down for a first timer, and got nearly eight inches of his rod down her throat, it seemed. Brad and I beat off intensely watching that. I was sort of hoping he would invite me to suck him off, too, but I didn't push it. To my surprise, I was becoming more and more interested in cock as I got deeper and deeper into the cuckold lifestyle. The next day we all knew would be Louise's first chance to go to another level of black cock sluttiness. For the first time, she was going to fuck multiple new huge black cocks at a single party. I was invited, too, since I was at this point well-established as a well-behaved white cuckold. As all of us woke up in the apartment that Saturday morning-Jerome, Louise, myself, Brad and Lynne-we shared coffee and talked about what Louise had in store for her that night. After briefly going to the other room for a phone call, Jerome interjected to let us know some big news. He addressed Brad and Lynne. "Brad and Lynne," Jerome began with coffee casually in hand, "It was really hot including you last night in the action. It was a really great time. And especially you, Lynne, you were an incredible fuck-much more sensual, hot and giving than even I had expected. So I have consulted with my friends, and I have an unexpected surprise-but unfortunately it's a mixture of good and bad news. The good news is that the 'Club' has decided to offer an additional membership to Lynne. Everyone loves your personality, and when I told them how hot a fuck you are, Lynne, they were really enthusiastic. My sorry news is that we already have too many boyfriends who opted to convert to cuckolds, so unfortunately Brad is not being invited to join you on the journey. I'm sorry." Jerome was confident, but not quite arrogant, "Brad, I'm sorry that you will not be able to accompany Lynne in the 'Club' should she choose to accept it. And, Lynne, you have until I finish my coffee and get dressed to decide. Brad is to be deprived even of breakup sex, I'm afraid. I want to bring you over to my friend Harmon's house for some serious fucking, Lynne, and we all want to get started. Sorry Brad. Your cock isn't too little so hopefully you won't have too much time finding a new girl.." We were all shocked and our mouths agape. Brad looked like he'd just seen his own ghost. He really loved Lynne, who the rest of figured he was set to lose for good in about three more seconds. And we were right. Lynne burst into tears, as she quickly gave Brad a peck on the cheek, "I'm so sorry, Brad! I'm so full of mixed feelings. I have really loved you. But last night I also fell in love with Jerome and his fabulous cock. And I can't possibly give up that much sexual opportunity just to be with you. I'm really sorry you can't come along, and I hope you'll understand one day. I have to do it. I have to join the 'Club', too!" She gave Brad one more hug and then turned from him and hugged Jerome tight, "Thank you! Thank you so much! Oh my, God, I'm so grateful! I never thought this would happen for an ordinary girl like me! I'm so glad you like my pussy so much! You can do whatever you want with it from now on. I promise you!" And believe me, Jerome did! "OK, Lynne, let's give that promise a first try!" Jerome said, and he hauled her into the living room to fuck her from behind with her bent over the back of the sofa. He made me chase Brad out of the room and explain to him that he had five minutes to pack his things from the dorm and give me his key. I got a bit of sadistic pleasure, I hate to admit, from kicking someone to a lower rung on the new social structure than even myself. But so be it. It was the natural order of things in our college world. Jerome gave Lynne a terrific fucking. She loved it and howled in pleasure as she orgasmed with a touch from his hand as he reached around to her clit. In the meantime, Jerome had me lick and suck on Louise's pussy and ass to get her ready to go next. It was nice to get a chance to be close with my beautiful girlfriend-even if my little dick wasn't going anywhere near her-and she fondly caressed my head as I prepared her for her gorgeous true stud. I couldn't wait to see her get fucked next. To be continued... We Go Deeper With the "Club" Ch. 02 It was a few weeks after that hot weekend when Jerome brought Louise's roommate, Lynne, into the "Club" alongside my sort-of girlfriend Louise, who was now more realistically Jerome's. (You really have to read the prior two chapters of my journal first. Sorry, but it's too tedious to repeat the key details.) The four of us were now living in Louise's and Lynne's dorm apartment, with two bedrooms and some living space. I slept on the sofa or at the foot of one of the beds, and Jerome slept with whichever of the two young women he was inclined to on any given night or sometimes with both. Right after Lynne was brought into the Club, Jerome fucked her mostly for a while. He was extra turned on by her amazing, curvy figure and great, tender love-making skills. And the fact that her face was kind of ordinary made her a more exotic lover for him in a way. It made her great body and great skill as a sex partner somehow surprising and more standout than with Louise and her much prettier face. Everyone would expect Louise to be a great lay. With Lynne, it was-for Jerome-a nice surprise. Make no mistake, I was not allowed anywhere near either girl with my dick. I was relegated to servicing the girls with my tongue, either to get them ready to be fucked or to clean them up afterwards. Both their pussies and their asses. The two girls were both really turned on to Jerome, however, so my servicing them before he fucked them was more for their enjoyment than for necessity, except when it was to help lube their assholes with my saliva. The three of them had discovered they enjoyed tormenting me by not letting me come too often. To my initial dismay, they had found a kind of cock cage that could be worn throughout the day. It was made of very hard plastic, and if my dick would get part way hard, it would hurt and fail to get fully hard. For special occasions, they would switch it for a roomy cage that would accommodate my small five-inch hard-ons but still wouldn't allow me to touch myself. They discovered that if they didn't allow my dick any direct stimulation for several days in a row, that after about four or five days I would ejaculate with no touching at all while going down on one of the girls. Or if Jerome decided to fuck my ass, which he did usually about once a week, that would always make me come without any touching, so it got so that I would really look forward to that. Of course they would make me lick up and swallow my cum from wherever it dropped-the cage, the carpet, wherever. When they were really feeling generous, they would let me go without any cage for a session of watching Jerome fuck the women and playing with myself, and I could finally enjoy feeling the sensation of my hand on my little dick. Never would the women touch my dick, but occasionally Lynne-not my girlfriend-would sit next to me and whisper taunts at me while kissing my neck and ear and encouraging me to beat off. "Come on little cucky! You can do it! You can make some jizz bubble up. We know you can!" And after just a few minutes of humiliating encouragement, surely I would shoot my load out of my little dick and up onto my hand and belly. They would all congratulate me and have a giggle before making me clean myself and eat the cum and putting my cage back on. The whole thing was rather stimulating, and I did tend to have incredibly strong orgasms from their treatment of me and from watching such sexy people in action. After a few weeks of this humiliating yet incredibly exciting pattern, one morning we were all hanging out at the breakfast table when Lynne broke a news item. "Tim," she said, "The three of us have been talking about your role in our odd little sexual existence in this apartment, and we want to update you on some new plans we have." I was instantly terrified. Were they going to throw me out like they had done with Lynne's boyfriend, Brad? I couldn't bear the thought. It wasn't that I exactly loved every aspect of this lifestyle, but I loved Louise still, I loved being in her life, and the sex was meeting most of my needs-admittedly even some that I was quite ashamed of! Lynne paused for effect but soon continued. "So, I think the 'conscious' Tim is not going to love our plan, but the 'unconscious' Tim is going to be thrilled." I still didn't know where she was going, but I was a little less scared now because at least it didn't sound like they were about to throw me out. "You see, we know that the conscious Tim still thinks himself to be a little bit of a man and doesn't really love all the humiliations we have placed upon you. You don't fully love having Louise being turned over to Jerome. You don't fully love having your little penis encaged so much of the time. You don't fully love being the lowest on the totem pole around here." Lynne continued. "Yet part of you does love those things." "Well, we have decided to deepen your humiliation, to further lower your place in life, to further quash your hopes for a normal future and a normal love life. You see, we have decided that most importantly this will be fun for us-that Louise and Jerome and I will get a thrill from debasing you even further. And our rationale is that you will enjoy it enough and hate it only a little bit more so it will be worth it for all of us in the total." "You are probably wondering what possibly could we come up with. Well, actually, we have a number of ideas in mind. We actually intend to make your life worse and worse over time until you break-or perhaps break free." Jerome spoke next. "You see, Tim, we want to squash some more of your hope. It's one thing for you to lose Louise into our lifestyle. It's thrilling for us to experience the part of this living situation that makes you suffer. But we know-because Louise told us-that there is another girl you have loved also, and for whom you have also may still have feelings. It's Emma, your high school sweetheart. We know you carry hopes that maybe you might be with her again one day, if not Louise. So Tim, to deepen your humiliation, and to extinguish some of your hope, I am going to fuck Emma, and we are going to convert her to black cock, too. So she also will never want you as a lover again." Everyone paused speaking as they soaked up the ashen and stunned look and my face. I was speechless. I had no idea these people could be so cruel. Yet at the same time, I was conflicted, and my cock stirred in my pants. It was totally erotic to imagine my petite Emma, now a freshman in a college two-hundred miles away, becoming another slut to Jerome. Jerome and Lynne smiled at me somewhat cruelly. Only Louise seemed to feel at all badly for my situation and stared at the floor, mumbling that she was so sorry. She hadn't realized it would go this far. She didn't realize that Jerome and Lynne would want to do something so cruel, but now she had to admit that it turned her on, too. It was almost like an emotional castration, said Louise. And they were all turned onto the idea of eviscerating my emotional life. Louise went on. "And besides, Tim, you have really taken to this lifestyle. I bet if you really search into your soul you would realize that inevitably we would do this to you, that inevitably we would push and push and take and take. That we would work to squash your manliness and eviscerate your hope for love-and also that you secretly want this. You secretly want to see every woman you care about plundered by superior black cock and made a slave to its awesomeness-as a first phase." "We are going to get Emma here next weekend for a visit. The arrangements are already made. You have a week to prepare yourself to see her get fucked and plundered by Jerome, and made a whore for huge black cocks. We believe she will be fertile then, too, and we plan to send her back to her college with a black baby in her belly." As she said that, Louise reached under the table to feel my twitching cock that betrayed my true excitement and said to the group, "Lynne, Jerome- You guys were right. Tim's going to love this. We're going to crush his soul, and he's going to love every second." To be continued... We Go Deeper With the "Club" Ch. 03 In my last journal entry, I told of how my now-black-owned former girlfriend, Louise, her also black-owned roommate, Lynne, and our shared black dominator, Jerome, had made a big decision on my behalf: They had decided to kill my hope of ever having a so-called normal sex life in a committed relationship with a woman. They were going to proceed next towards this reality by seducing my high-school girlfriend, Emma, and converting her also to huge black cocks as well as take other steps yet to be made known to me. I was both excited and scared by the situation. While Louise, Lynne and Jerome were primarily motivated by their own enjoyment, they were right. The idea did turn me on. I was excited about soon seeing Emma getting fucked by Jerome's huge dick and seeing her turned into a slut for him like the other two girls--or for any black cocks as Jerome might choose. She had never had sex with me, and the idea of seeing her give it up to this animalistic stranger was really hot. Very sweetly, my three dominators, as I now thought of them, did have some hesitancy. So they arranged to send me to a sex therapist for evaluation. They wanted to be sure that I would find my new life as satisfying as they believed I would. So a couple of days after being told my future, Louise gave me my appointment time and the name and address for Dr. K's office. I was really touched by their concern, and a bit relieved as well. It sounded like they had much more in store for me potentially even beyond Emma's conversion, and I was glad to know a professional was to be involved to help make sure this was the right move for me. Dr. K was a nice looking thirty-something woman. Very business-like in manner, she was short, dark-haired, curvy--quite sexy, truthfully. She had me undress immediately after saying hello. I was wearing my more restrictive penis-cage. She was not surprised but quickly unlocked it. I guess she had a master key or something. She lazily examined my little penis with a few fingers as I stood before her, wearing a mildly repulsed look on her face. I got rock hard immediately. "Tim, I see you react positively to feelings of humiliation. Interesting." She continued. "Let's get you settled in this chair. I don't really want to handle your tiny little dick much, so I will demonstrate on this plastic penis how I want you to attach these sensors. Then we're going to have you watch some videos as I record and monitor your reactions. OK?" I nodded and complied, got the sensors attached to my still hard little dick and settled into an easy chair, covered in medical paper, to watch videos. Dr. K proceeded to show me an immensely wide variety of pornographic material: interracial, bi, homosexual, power games, urine, feces, maiming, dismemberment-- a truly huge variety of material. I must have been in that chair for two hours, for some of the material involved story lines to provide context. Dr. K studied her laptop the whole time. My little dick stayed hard at almost everything--other than normal sex between a loving couple, which I guess didn't really surprise me. When finally the videos were done, Dr. K had me put my clothes back on and sat me down for some guidance. "Tim," she said, "I have some news for you. You need to take this as you will. There is nothing good or bad about it. It is just informational. Well, Louise told me about the lifestyle you have been living as the bottom submissive to Jerome, her and Lynne. My findings are that this has rewired you sexually to a very thorough extent from what would typically be considered within normal ranges. At this point, you are aroused by almost anything other than having a normal relationship with a woman. You need more stimulation than that to be satisfied, and you are also acclimated to being passive, to not having to exert any control or provide any leadership or to taking any leadership risks in sex. That's for starters..." The doctor continued. "You are especially turned on by situations where you lose power or stature or are humiliated. For you, these are especially erotic. Now, you should also know that when measurements are as strong as yours, these qualities are not very easily changed. In other words, if you were try to have a 'normal' life again, you would probably find that very unfulfilling. However, if you were to permanently be in the role of a humiliated cuckold, like you are now, that could be very stable and fulfilling for you. In other words, you all have my blessing that whatever 'damage'--so to speak--is done, is done At this point, you may as well continue with their plan to debase you. You will feel some twinges of negative feelings, a blend of sadness, melancholy, insecurity and inferiority, but at the same time, you will probably be able to function and you will likely reach a level of profound sexual fulfillment in this manner. You and your so-called friends all have my professional blessing for continuing forward from where you are now. Good luck to you, Tim. I should say that there is some small risk that you will circle inward and downward, but more likely you will be fulfilled. Before you go, I do have something I need you for, however." The doctor went on to explain that she had anticipated this outcome and in lieu of cash payment had arranged with my dominators--my "masters," really--that I would serve her as an exhibit in her women's group. Dr. K led me into the next room, where about a dozen nice-looking, professionally-dressed thirty-something women were milling about, drinking martinis and chatting with each other. She led me to the center of the room and got everyone's attention. "Girls," she said, "This is Tim. He just came to me for professional evaluation and for payment agreed to join our party this evening. To start with, he needs to be humiliated for having a small penis. Who would like to expose his small penis for all of us?" My dick, still cage-free, was hard instantly. A beautiful red-headed woman came by and remove my shoes pants and underwear. My dick stood proudly at its best skinny five-inches of hardness. At least it was rock hard. The redhead played with it a little, looking not that all that interested. Dr. K chimed in: "Ladies, why don't you all come over one-at-a-time and flick Tim's tiny dick a little." And they did so. I turned bright red and the exciting humiliation made me leak a little pre-cum. One of the women noticed it and pointed it out to everyone. "Hey girls, he's starting to leak a little pre-cum! I wonder what we should do next?" "Well ladies," Dr. K went on, "Tim is extremely into any kind of humiliation, but the thing I think we would all enjoy the most is to see him made to ejaculate without anyone touching his penis. Wouldn't that be hot? If we have my friend Frank come over with his ten-inch cock and ass-fuck Tim, the action on his prostate will probably make him shoot off... Tim, why don't you leave your dick out and serve drinks while we wait for Frank." To my embarrassment, my dick did twitch back and forth and leak a little bit more just from hearing the plan. To make a long story short, Frank was a mean-looking incredibly hung black guy--easily the thick ten inches that were promised. He treated me like a thing, not once talking to me directly, only speaking with women as he made me swallow his cock and then ass-fucked me balls-deep. Indeed, I loved that I was just a sex object to him, and the aggression with which he took my ass. Before too long, his pressure inside me did trigger a massive orgasm. Dr. K made me lick my cum off the floor. Then she had me lick and even suck on Frank's ass while a few of the women fucked him. His ass was pretty revolting as he hadn't done any special cleaning beforehand, but the humiliation of it was a huge turn on. Dr. K took pictures that she said she was going to email to Jerome and Louise. We still were not done. Next, a few of the girls decided they liked how good a job I did of rimming Frank's hairy black ass so they had me do the same for them. None of them had done any cleaning in advance, so it was universally disgusting, with little bits of toilet paper, hairs, and fecal matter present in nearly every case. But honestly I loved it anyway--and maybe more because it was so debasing--and it made me rock hard. They made me beg to be allowed to masterbate myself for relief before being put back in my penis cage. And they heckled me about my small inferior penis as I beat off. To my astonishment, one somewhat plain woman did come forward and tongue my balls and ass while I was beating off. This was the first direct contact another human had had with my dick in months, besides painful flicks or briefly stuffing it in a cage, and it sent shockwaves through my system. It felt so incredible that it made me feel briefly angry at my situation, until the good sensations rapidly overwhelmed me and I shot my second load of the night all over my stomach. It was a thrilling evening and one I will never forget. Dr. K handed me my wallet but then shoved me out the door of the apartment building with no bottom clothing. Just when I thought I was going to have to hail a taxi half naked, someone tossed me my underwear from the window at least, but they had smeared some diarrhea-like poop inside it. It was truly revolting, but I had no choice but to wear it home. What a thrilling evening! The whole party had been so deeply satisfying sexually. And I was so happy and relieved to know that I was well-suited for the various torments that Jerome, Louise and Lynne--I might as well call them my masters--had in store for me. My heart was racing with excitement for the thrilling perverted life I had ahead for me! Despite having cum twice in two hours, the blood was coursing through my small member as it poked around the poop in my underpants. I was also full of love that my masters had cared about me enough to have Dr. K make sure I was ready for things. To be continued...