0 comments/ 65928 views/ 8 favorites The Hell Club Ch. 01 By: PrincessErin "So what kind of girl do you want to fuck tonight?" Nathan leaned against the wall and looked around the club. He had never been in such a fancy club. He was wearing jeans and a polo shirt and was definitely under dressed. He assumed that when he asked to join that he would be around the typical college jocks. Instead, he was standing in front of a well-dressed older man. Damian was quite tall and muscular. He was wearing a dark suit that probably cost a small fortune. He had a gold watch on his left hand and prior to the two of them chatting, he had been reading some emails on his blackberry. Nathan processed what Damian had asked. "Excuse me?" "What kind of girl do you want to fuck? Blonde? Red head? Small breasts? You get to decide." Nathan gulped. He didn't think this was going to be that hard. He knew what he had to do to get into the elite fraternity, but was getting nervous. "Man if you're nervous you don't have to. You can enjoy tonight and try again next year." Nathan had almost begged to join the club. It had the best perks of all the clubs on campus, but strangely enough very few pledges. He knew he had one chance this year to complete the task otherwise he had to wait until sophomore year. "No. I want to do it. I want a big breasted red head." He blurted out the words and knew that he was going to regret it. He loved big breasts and he loved red heads. He watched Damian glance around the club and finally spot what he was looking for. "Dina. She's standing by the bar in a red dress. Do what you need to do and we'll call you tomorrow." Damian walked past Nathan and disappeared into the crowd. He held in his hand the drink that Damian had given him. He gulped it down and immediately started feeling aggressive. Little did he know that there was a little red pill that had been slowly dissolving in the beer the whole time they were chatting. By the time Nathan walked down the glass staircase to the first floor, he was horny. His mind started racing and he realized he hadn't fucked in over a month. His summer girlfriend had broken up with him in July and he was left to his five-fingered friend. He growled as he saw Dina laughing and smiling. She was going to get fucked and fucked hard. "You're beautiful. I want you." Nathan bit down on her neck and sucked her soft skin. He wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her close. She didn't immediately pull away. "You always this aggressive?" Dina loved the feel of his lips against her skin, but he was moving way too fast. Jezebel had invited her to this club, a friend she met in college. She was told that women got free drinks and there was always a great selection of hot guys. Now one of those hot guys was seducing her. "Only with hot redheads. Let's go to the back room." Nathan held her hand and aggressively pulled her to the back room. It was a very dark room that had very loud music playing. Nathan knew that somewhere in this room Damian was watching. He had to do this here otherwise it wouldn't count. She tried to squirm away, but his hand was tight around her dainty wrist. He was moving way too fast and she wasn't getting as aroused as quickly as she wanted to. "Come on baby." Nathan held her face in his hands and kissed her on the lips. He thrust his tongue into her mouth. At the same time as he kissed her, he dropped his hands to her sides, wiggling her red dress up her thighs. "Oh god that feels good." Dina whimpered the words and regretted saying them the moment they left her mouth. Nathan pushed her up against the cement wall that lined one side of the club and fumbled with his jeans. He felt her wiggle and squirm, but she was light and didn't have the strength to help herself. She had had way too many drinks and was desperately trying to think clearly. It wasn't working. She felt Nathan slap her butt and she cried out. She hadn't worn panties and she realized how bad of a mistake this was. "I don't want to fuck here. Somewhere else. We can go back to my place or yours." Dina was pleading with Nathan, but Nathan wasn't listening. He dragged her into the loud dark room and found an empty chair. The room smelled like cigars and the light from the hallway barely gave enough light to show Nathan where the furniture was. He sat down on the chair and spread his legs. "Suck me." It was an order and Nathan couldn't believe it when he blurted out those words. He wasn't acting like himself, but it didn't matter. Dina was crying. Her eye make up was smeared. She didn't dare pull away for fear he would shatter her wrist. "Suck me bitch. Do it." Dina dropped to her knees. No one was coming to her rescue. She had called for help and no one was listening. She knelt on the cold cement floor and barely had time to take a breath when Nathan shoved his cock into her mouth. She gagged and tried to pull away. Nathan moaned when his cock was enveloped in her wet hot mouth. He grabbed her red hair and yanked her mouth up and down on his cock. "Keep sucking bitch. You didn't wear panties. You're such a slut. You're going to get fucked so hard." Dina gave up on struggling. She let him move his cock in an out of her mouth. She felt him tug on her hair and was relieved when he stopped. "Ride me." Nathan's eyes were blood shot. His heart was beating so fast. He watched as Dina stood up, but didn't climb into his lap. "Do it." Nathan was ready to burst. His cock was oozing precum. It was throbbing and the head was a dark purple. He needed to fuck and he needed it now. He didn't wait for her to respond. He grabbed her tiny waist and picked her up, impaling her on his cock. She wasn't wet. He felt his bare cock rub against the inside of her pussy and the friction was so arousing to him. Dina whimpered in pain, but he didn't care. Nathan bit down on her nipple and sucked her enormous breast as he bucked her up and down on his cock. He loved the feeling of her on top of him and the moans and begging she was doing was drowned out by the loud music. He didn't care if she didn't want it. He did. He needed to fuck and he earned every right to fuck a big-breasted red head. Harder and faster he thrusted. Her large breasts were smacking against each other and when he ran his hand up her neck so she could suck on his finger he felt her face wet with tears. Dina was crying, but staying still. She had a large bruise on her wrist from his tight hold and she had given up fighting. Nathan felt his balls tighten and knew he was close. He normally lasted much longer, but the aggressiveness had driven him over the edge. He yanked her off his cock and jerked his cock against her breasts. He moaned as he felt stream after stream of hot white cum land all over her breasts. When he was done he pushed her out of the way and did himself up. He hoped that was satisfactory to join the club. The Hell Club Ch. 02 "How did that freshman kid do last night?" Damian looked up and saw his beautiful wife enter the office. She was wearing a pair of white thong bikini bottoms and no top. Her large firm breasts were jiggling a bit and he couldn't help but stare at her navel ring. It had been a present he got her for her twenty-first birthday and he loved how it looked on her. "Fucking great. He fucked Dina silly. He came all over her breasts. He'll be let in." Jezebel climbed onto the large mahogany desk and lay back, legs spread wide. She loved showing off her body to her husband. "She gets to pledge tonight. She called me all scared and shit. I had to tell her it hadn't happened. The drug must not have been strong enough for her." "She remembered?" Damian's eyes went wide. He pushed his sexy wife off the desk and began to fumble through his papers. "Relax baby. I convinced her it was a dream. She agreed she thrashes around in her sleep a lot so that explained the bruises. She's way too gullible anyways. We might just need a new shipment of the red pills." "Whatever." "I love it when you're mad. Want to fuck me to get your frustration out? I'll pretend I don't want it." Damian took a deep breath and smiled. His wife always knew how to calm him down. He loved the feeling of thrusting into her dry pussy. It made his cock throb for days, but he always loved fucking her when she didn't really want to. "It's no fun when you pretend. I'll get you later." Jezebel laughed and left the office. She walked down the marble hallway to the sunroom and then opened the French doors. She loved the California sun and walked the few steps to the lounger. She lay on her stomach and closed her eyes. Jezebel had been thrust into this lifestyle but she wasn't complaining. She had been introduced to Damian and although she didn't remember the details she was married, living in a mansion, and sporting a diamond navel ring the day after her twentieth birthday. When she opened her eyes the sun was low in the sky. She must have fallen asleep and when she rolled over she grimaced in pain. Her back was burnt. She grabbed her things and walked inside the house. She wanted to make sure that the tan lines on her butt weren't bad. She had a few outfits that were low cut in the back and she didn't want tan lines to show. She stepped into the master bedroom and saw her husband lying on the huge bed naked. "I got burnt. I'm a fucking idiot. I know." "Poor baby. Come suck my cock. We have two pledges tonight. We won't have time to fuck at work tonight." "No Damian. My back hurts. Not tonight." Damian hissed and his eyes flared red. He sat up and his hands gripped the red satin sheets. No one said no to him. Jezebel bit her lip. She hated saying that word to Damian, but in all honesty she was in pain. Now that she thought about it in the few months they were married she had never said no to him. Well, not intentionally. "I'm not playing games sweetie. My back really hurts. I'm going to have a cool shower." Jezebel turned to enter the large master bathroom, but Damian was quick. He jumped off the bed and took two big steps to the bathroom. He stood in her way and glared at her. Jezebel tilted her head gently and looked up at her husband. His eyes were red and she shivered with fright. Jezebel opened her mouth to say something, but gasped as Damian wrapped his hand around her throat and squeezed. He lifted her onto her tiptoes with one hand as his other large hand ripped off her bikini bottoms. He could feel the heat radiating from her butt cheeks. He needed her. Damian thrust his enormous cock inside her and thrusted hard. She felt so tight and dry. She was normally tight, but not this tight. If he had looked down he would have noticed that his cock was larger then normal. Jezebel stopped the high pitch screaming and stared at her husband. He felt so much bigger than normal and it was hurting her. He was the same length, but the thickness was almost double. Jezebel was trying to think clearly, but it wasn't working. Damian took the few steps back into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. His thick muscular legs were spread wide as he bounced his wife on his cock. He dragged his fingernails against her back, hearing her scream in pain. She was radiating heat and it was an instant aphrodisiac. "Cumming!" Damian yanked her black hair down as she arched her back. He pumped his cock in and out of her pussy as his burning hot cum flooded her pussy. He was on fire and felt the heat from his semen. He imagined his sperm entering her womb. He knew she was in heat. Her body was on fire. He had reacted to her hormones exactly as he had on their wedding night. He wished that this time, she would be with child. He pushed her off him and she lay in a crumbled heap on the bed. She had passed out the moment he had cum and was breathing deeply. Her back was bright red from the sunburn and covered with scratch marks. His white cum was oozing between her legs, creating a small pool under her. He felt her breasts and realized the same radiating heat was not coming from her front. Damian grunted. She had been telling the truth. She had burnt herself. She wasn't in heat. He looked down and watched as his cock shrank first to the normal erect size and then back down to its flaccid size. He got up and showered. He would have to explain things to her when she woke up. *** "Tell me you're sorry." Jezebel was screaming at the top of her lungs and the only thing that Damian could think of that was good in this situation was that they lived so far away from anyone that no one would hear her scream. "Tell me you're sorry for forcing me. Tell me you will never do it again." Jezebel kicked Damian in the shin again. Her sharp pointy heel dug into his skin. She was furious. She hadn't even thought about being in heat. His need to breed had taken over and for once, he had actually forced her. Normally, she just pretended not to want it. It made for some intense orgasms, but not this time. She was pissed. "I'm sorry. I can't control myself when you're in heat. You know that." Jezebel slapped his face hard. She was wearing the six-inch heels so she was almost the same height as him. She glared at him and her burning green eyes were scary. Damian was trying to think of a way out of this. "You can fuck Henry tonight. I'll even watch. Just please forgive me." Damian gulped as he said those words. He was trying to hold back a smirk. He almost sounded sincere. He didn't really care about her. When he needed to fuck she was to obey. "I have other plans for you tonight." The Hell Club Ch. 03 Damian and Jezebel walked through the underground tunnel towards the Hell Club. Damian was wearing a black suit and tie. His gold wedding ring and his gold watch were the only things that weren't black on his body. His tanned skin complemented his clothing. Jezebel was wearing a black dress as well. It was low cut and revealed her whole breast except for her nipples. The skirt hugged her hips and the back was scooped low to the edge of her tailbone. Her black high heels were patent leather and the spiked heel tapped against the cobblestone path. The couple entered the underground parking lot and was escorted to the elevator. The elevator made its way up two floors and stopped on the main floor. Jezebel and Damian grinned as they stepped into their club. The Hell Club had been around for generations. It was in Damian's family although the location moved every few months. Its purpose was to inflict just enough pain and suffering on the clients to make a lasting impression. The club was attached to their home, but only they and a few others knew that. From the outside you only saw their house, massive and elegant, jutting out from the desert landscape. The black brick walls and tinted windows contrasted with the yellow and orange dirt and sky. If you knew what you were looking for you would see a driveway a few hundred meters down the way and cars that knew where they were going would enter the driveway and almost disappear into the horizon. The club had three floors. The music was loud and the company was eclectic. You had the rich upper class, dressed in leather and fur. You had the college students, desperate to join the club now as opposed to later. You had the college girls, nervous and scared about having to seduce and force a man for sex before entering the club. Damian had been running this club longer than he could remember. Jezebel, however, was a new addition. She had been bought and given to Damian for his fortieth birthday. She was the perfect partner in all aspects. She was sexy and beautiful, but also was able to gain the trust of the young college girls. She was conniving and evil and an amazing fuck. "Ask for the blue drink." Jezebel grinned and Damian growled. The deal at the club was simple. Guys that wanted to join the club were required to force themselves upon a sexy woman. If they did well then they were given a membership. Most guys couldn't handle that and the club was all the better for the unique requirement. Of course, only Henry, the bartender, along with the owners knew that they spiked the drinks with one of two drugs. The first drug was called the red drug. It made both men and women aggressive. It was the easiest way to get the pledges to do what they needed to do. The blue drink was an advanced date rape drug, making the person slow to react. "Fuck I know." Jezebel licked her husband's nose and watched as he walked off. He had done something evil to her and she was getting pay back. He was going to drug himself and then be seduced by one of the young college girls. Normally neither of them participated in the pledge requirements, but this was an exception. Damian ordered the drink and gulped it down. He glanced over and saw his wife chatting with Dina. "You get Damian. You're special." Dina's eyes went wide. She was being asked to seduce the owner of the club. She wasn't special. She was on a scholarship for goodness sake. Jezebel had approached her during their English class. She wanted to be part of this club, but was having second thoughts. "I can't. He's married." "Dina if you don't want to be part of this club then go home. You can try again next year. I thought you were stronger than this. Imagine the possibilities of this club. Look up to the second floor. There are rich businessmen who would love a redhead to fuck every night. You can have all that." Both women glanced up at the second floor. It was reserved for club members only. Once you were a member, you could mingle on all three floors. If you were pledging you could only be on the second floor with an escort. This was Dina's third time at the club and she was dying to meet some of the rich men. "What if I don't want that?" Dina was being childish. She had her hands on her hips. Jezebel grinned. She leaned over and whispered in the woman's ear. "You live in a trailer park with your alcoholic father. I know he used to touch you. You want to escape that life. You want to fuck Damian. There is a real estate broker who has expressed an interest in someone like you. Imagine not having to work the rest of your life. Imagine a lifestyle where whatever you want, you get. Imagine spending every night coming here, enjoying yourself with your friends. You can have that. You want that." Dina nodded. The woman's voice had soothed her and she immediately turned to order a drink from the bar. Henry watched the red head approach him and knew that he was giving her the red drink tonight. The last two times she was there he had given her the blue drink, but had been told about Jezebel and Damian's arrangement. Dina gulped back the shot and slammed the empty glass against the granite counter. Immediately the drug began to work. She walked quickly through the crowd and found Damian chatting with some friends. She didn't say a word. She just kissed him. "Mmm. Well hello to you too." "Upstairs. Now." Dina was panting so hard and she realized that her pussy juices were dripping down her leg. "Excuse me?" "I said upstairs now. We're fucking." Dina gripped Damian's hand and yanked him through the crowd. He followed her for no other reason than out of interest. This tiny woman was expecting to fuck him. Little did she know what she had gotten herself into. As he walked up the stairs, he smiled at his clients. He led her to a small empty room. It was quiet and once she turned on a lamp there was enough light to see. "Take this." Dina handed him three pills. He knew what they were for. "I'm married. I've never fucked another woman since marrying Jezebel." "Take the pills." Damian reluctantly gulped down the pills. He knew the erection medication would work quickly and when his cock pushed against his pants he knew it had worked. "Now undress and lie on the bed." Damian watched Dina. She was so hot and bothered. He obeyed and once naked, he lay back on the bed. Dina quickly rushed over and tied his hands and feet to the bed. She giggled. Damian got worried. Dina was laughing hysterically. She sounded high. "Dina did you take anything else tonight?" "What do you mean?" Dina pulled off her dress, but kept her high heels on. "Dina I'm not fucking you. You're high on something. You're not supposed to take any drugs before coming to the club." Dina sat on his chest and pinched his right nipple. "Don't fucking tell me what I can and can't do. I feel fine. I'm going to fuck you until you cum inside me." "No. Fuck I don't want to. You can't. You'll pass out when you cum. You're drugged up." Dina ignored Damian's pleas. She grabbed his cock and thrusted it deep inside her. She began the hard and fast motions up and down, rocking against his cock. Dina was moaning and breathing so hard. Her face was pale white and she was beginning to hyperventilate. Damian was scared. He was losing control. He had always been the one in control. Jezebel was his partner, his assistant. Although she brought in the cute sexy college girls, he was the one running the business. Now in a short period of time he had said sorry to her and was now being used by a woman. This was not supposed to happen. Damian pulled on the ties. He couldn't take it anymore. He was close to cumming, but didn't want to cum inside her. Dina's skin was getting cold. She was breathing so fast that her chest was heaving in a staccato rhythm. She was going to pass out. "Oh yeah!" Damian watched as Dina reached over and undid the ties around his wrists. He barely had time to untangle himself when Dina came and gushed all over him. She screamed once and then passed out. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Damian pushed her off him and undid the ankle ties. He didn't need to deal with this shit. He dressed quickly and got his blackberry. He quickly called one of the bouncers and was happy when Lance entered the room. "Get her out of here. Drop her on the road near the highway." Lance nodded at his boss. He picked up the woman and made his way down the back stairs. After cleaning up, Damian went downstairs to find his wife. She was chatting it up with some college cheerleaders. He knew they were cheerleaders because they all had matching necklaces. "We need to talk." Jezebel nodded and took a few steps away from the blonde bimbos. "Dina was drugged up. She's being dropped off down the road. I don't care how it happened it just can't happen again. She fulfilled her requirement. Call her tomorrow and tell her she's in." The Hell Club Ch. 04 "I want her." Damian looked over at the raven-haired beauty on the other side of the bar. His cock swelled in his pants. "She's barely eighteen. I thought you liked them older and more experienced." Jezebel licked her lips and looked at her husband. She was only three months older than the woman her husband was drooling over. Damian was celebrating his forty-second birthday and had mentioned many times that although fucking a teenager was hot; the drama queen immature blowouts drove him crazy. "I just want to fuck her." Damian looked at his wife and she nodded. His cock was throbbing so badly. "Fine. Do you forgive me for what I did?" Jezebel had made a huge mistake with a woman she invited to the club. It had been all over the papers and they had had to lay low for a few months. It was bad for business, but more importantly it was bad for their sex life. Neither one of them cheated on a regular basis, but every once in a while Damian would have an urge and Jezebel would let him fulfill his need. "Of course I forgive you. I can still hate you for it though." Damian's eyes glowed red. Jezebel's eyes burned the same color and she licked his nose. "Go fuck her. Just don't let her take any pills beforehand." Damian slapped Jezebel on the butt hard. He hated what had happened to him a few months ago. He had been forced to go along with a girl's initiation, but unfortunately she had taken some drug before coming to the club. The mixture of her drug plus the aggressive red pill she took was almost deadly and they had had to remove her comatose body from the club. The news hit and both Jezebel and Damian were questioned. The club sat empty for two months until Dina recovered. She made a full recovery and thankfully, remembered nothing of her three visits to The Hell Club. He made his way over to the black haired woman. He smiled nicely. "Hi I'm Damian." "Hi Damian. I'm Victoria." "You look very stunning tonight. May I buy you a drink?" Victoria blushed. She had been invited to this club by a friend of hers and had been overwhelmed by the atmosphere. Drinks were free for women and the number of older businessmen was many. Victoria had a little fetish for older men and since she was tall and thin and young, she knew she was every man's wet dream. "I'd rather go back to your place if that's alright." Damian blinked. Had he heard right? She was skipping the necessary flirting and seduction and had cut to the chase. "Of course." Damian led Victoria out of the club and down the steps. He had a small home on the edge of the club. He didn't want to bring any random people to his real home. He entered the small home and led Victoria to the couch. It was set up like a bachelor apartment. In the middle was a king size bed with black sheets and a black comforter. A black leather couch lined one wall that was facing a big flat screen television on the other. Damian sat on the couch and was surprised when Victoria climbed into his lap. "You own the club right?" Damian nodded. He ran his large hands down her back and cupped her cute butt. He massaged her butt cheeks and then smacked them hard. "Ouch." Victoria wiggled a bit. "That hurt. Not so rough." Damian growled as she said those three words. Damian leaned over and bit her neck hard. He moved his hands to his pants and unzipped them, releasing his cock. It sprung out and continued to throb. "Fuck you move fast." Victoria's heart was racing. She was in over her head. She wanted to tease and kiss him, but wasn't ready for sex. "You have a beautiful pussy. I can't wait for my cock to split you apart." Damian tugged down her panties and put them in his pocket. He fingered her pussy and felt her hairless pussy, dripping with her juices. She squirmed a bit. She hated how aroused she was. "No. Please. I was just teasing." Damian growled again and thrust his cock inside Victoria's tiny pussy. She cried out. It felt so good, but it was so wrong. "I don't want it. Stop." Damian kept going. She was dripping wet. He knew she loved this. He didn't care if she wanted it or not. It was his birthday and he was allowed this. He gripped her hips and thrusted hard. Victoria was slapping him, but he didn't stop. "You're such a slut. You think I'd just say no when you said you didn't want to fuck? Did you really think that I'd just want to make out? I'm not in fucking middle school! I'm going to fuck you until you cum!" Damian grunted and picked her up. He walked to the bed and dropped her down on it. He spread her legs and thrust back in. Her legs were so creamy white and her hair was flared around her head. He grunted and fucked her even harder. He gasped when his cock hit her cervix. It felt so good he did it again. "Why are you doing this to me?" Victoria was trying to sit up, but he was holding her down. Her hips were bruised from his grip and her pussy was stretched and sore. "It's my birthday. My wife let's me fuck a slut on my birthday. You're this year's slut." Victoria closed her eyes. She sobbed quietly as the older man assaulted her pussy. She was wet and hated how it felt. She hated that this turned her on even though it hurt. She lost track of time as she imagined herself somewhere else. She didn't even realize that Damian had cum except he had pulled out and had shot his load all over her dress. Damian fixed his pants and left her there alone. *** "So have we created another evil in the city?" Jezebel was sprawled out on her back sun tanning. She had on the tiniest of bikini bottoms. Damian was on another lounger in a black Speedo. "Oh yeah. Most of the college girls have dropped out of school. The businessmen are doing poorly in their careers since all they can think about are the hot girls at the club. The police are freaked out because at least four high school and college girls have been drugged up and left for dead. I think we've done our job. We'll sell the club and move on." "You're pure evil. You know that right?" "Of course." "I think I'm in heat. Want to fuck?" Jezebel grinned. She knew she was in for a rough violent fuck.