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The House of Lights Ch. 01

By: Pgup



It was Monday -- again. And, I was facing my usual work day. I spent the whole morning over a batch of sales figures -- I work in accounting -- and then, finally, I rose form my desk and went down to lunch. The usual girls were already there and, as usual, Amy was holding forth. I slid in alongside Minnie and whispered to her, 

"What in hell is she going on about today?"

"Apparently, she went to the opera and she's bragging about it and saying something that I don't understand."

"What's that?"

"Something about the lady's room, I think. You know Amy, all you will have to do is to listen for another few minutes and she'll go over the whole thing again."

I picked up my ears and listened to what Amy was saying. It was something about a particular lady's room at the opera house. She was going on about the terrific sexual experiences` she had and how she couldn't wait to go back. I couldn't get all that she was saying, but I did catch something about a toilet with holes in the walls. How that would bring on a sexual experience, I didn't know. Of course, most of us gave Amy's tales a huge discount. She was always going on about how she was nearly raped or how the handsomest of men had invited her to his place and so forth. I, along with the rest of the girls, finished my lunch and trudged back to my cubicle. As the afternoon wore on, I got increasingly bored so I found myself thinking about Amy's story. Like a little child, I began to wonder if- just possibly -- it could be true. I love opera so I thought, "What the hell? I'll give it a try." 

So, that Saturday, I went to the opera. I bought the cheapest seat possible -- way up in peanut heaven -- and went in search of this particular lady's room that had fired up Amy's libido. I looked and looked all over that upper balcony area and I couldn't for the life of me find what Amy had described. Then, just as I was about to give it up as a bad try, I spotted a small door all off by itself. Sure enough, it had the green sign that Amy had told us about. It wasn't occupied so I slipped inside and sat down upon the John. I didn't bother lifting my dress for I didn't really have to go. I sat there for quite a while and was just about to get up and leave when I felt something touch my cheek. When I turned my head and looked, I found myself staring directly at a huge, purple cock-head! Some man had stuck his cock through a hole in the bathroom wall and it was right at my face!

For the longest time, I stared at that massive thing. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I knew that Amy was the horniest twat amongst us girls and I began to wonder what she would or had done in a situation like this. Gingerly, I reached over and touched it. I heard a huge sigh from the other side of the wall and this caused my excitement level to jump way up. 

I reached over again and tenderly wrapped my fingers about that thing. God, it felt really good to the touch. I could hear a voice speaking on the other side of the wall, but I couldn't quite make out what it was saying. It sounded like, "Suck! Suck!" I sat there looking at the head of this unknown man's penis and trying to guess how it would taste in my mouth. I had never sucked a man's penis before and in fact, I had never experienced a man's penis in any form or shape. I was -- at forty-nine -- still a virgin! As I stared into the single eye in the center of that penis head, I was becoming more and more excited. Before I knew what I was doing, I leaned forward, opened my mouth and took the head of that penis into my mouth! The owner of the penis lunged forward and drove his penis completely into my mouth and partway down my throat! I gagged and almost vomited, but I didn't. By now, the unseen male was moving his penis in and out of my mouth!

"MY GOD! He's fucking my mouth!"

I hadn't the slightest idea of what to do next, but, fortunately, that decision wasn't left up to me. I felt his penis begin to jerk and the next thing I knew, he was squirting his jism into my mouth and throat. I did choke then and a great deal of his stuff ran out and down my chin. Great Caesar's Ghost! I was terrifically surprised at just how good it tasted! So, when he pulled his penis out of my mouth, I unthinkingly used my tongue to wipe my lips.

I hadn't any more than cleansed my lips when a felt a similar touch on my other side. Sure enough, a second penis had been pushed through a hole on the other side of where I was sitting. There was no hesitation this time. I opened my lips and sucked that penis right into my mouth! Then, I was startled when I hear a man's voice telling me, "Put it in your cunt, slut!" That threw me for a loss. Just how was I supposed to do that? Then it dawned upon me that there was a perfectly obvious solution to his demand. I rose, bent over, pulled my dress above my hips and let my pants slide to the floor. It was a simple thing then to just back up against and onto that penis. Ooooh, it felt so good. I even pushed back harder in order for that thing to go deeper into my vagina. I waited for the man to begin fucking me, but he just held himself still. Suddenly, he said, "Fuck me, you bitch!" I quickly understood what he wanted so I began sliding forward and backwards on his penis. It was heavenly and I thanked my lucky stars for listening to what Amy had to say. Once again, I felt that penis begin to jerk and I felt it spurt his jism into my vagina. I was startled when my own orgasm exploded inside of my belly! It tore through every sense organ in my body and I understood why some girls -- like Amy -- felt that they needed this on a regular basis.I felt let down when he pulled his penis out of my vagina for I desperately wanted more sex. I didn't have long to wait. Evidently, this special room was known to a great number of men for they never seemed to stop arriving and pushing their penises through the holes in the walls for me to suck or fuck.

I spent the entire afternoon satisfying as many male customers as I could. Amy had used the term, 'Glory Hole' when she described this place. Now I knew what she meant. The next day was Sunday so I made the matinee and then, when that was over, I hid until that evening's performance began when I once more established myself inside of the, 'glory hole'! I sucked and fucked until the end of the show. I was almost totally wiped out by the time the show ended, but I summoned up enough strength to leave the theater and find the bus that would take me home.

It was a winter evening so the sun had set hours before. The houses and businesses that we passed were all dark and closed. Only the street lamps provided pools of light on the sidewalk and curbing. As I stared out of the window, my exuberance began to wane and my self recriminations took its' place.

"MY GOD! Abigail Spencer! For heaven's sake, what have you done! You have thoroughly debased and humiliated yourself! What on earth ever possessed you to knowing give yourself in such a heinous manner? You are ruined and everyone will see your embarrassment written on your face. You must never, ever go there again. Never, never, never!"

I was so ashamed of my actions that I began to cry. In order to hide my tears, I kept my face turned to the window. Somehow, my tears seemed to cleanse my soul of the terrible sin I had let myself commit and my self-flagellating thoughts slowly fled from my mind.

"Look, girl. No body has any idea of the terrible things you have done on this weekend. None of the men know who you are and if you will just keep your stupid mouth shut, none of the girls at work will ever know it either! If you follow your pledge and never go back there, this shameful episode will be forever closed!"

My shoulders straightened up and I began to see a light at the end of the tunnel. All I had to do was to keep still and this would remain my personal secret. I was certain that I would never return to that horrid room.

However, I didn't count upon the hidden temptations that every female carries within her sensual system. Days at work weren't too bad -- I could usually keep myself fully occupied, but the nights! They were unmitigated hell. Laying there in my bed, my mind would constantly replay my experiences in that dingy little room in the opera house. No matter how resolute I was, sooner or later my fingers would find my vagina and I would be frantically thrusting them deep within my vagina! Some nights, I would get up and retrieve my dildo and spend the night with that horrid instrument thrust in me as deeply as it would go. By Wednesday, my resolve to never return to the glory hole had become the attestation that, 'It wasn't really all that bad!' And, by Friday, I was looking at the theatrical section of the newspaper to find out what opera they were presenting on the weekend. I had completely absolved myself from any feeling of sinful behavior whatsoever. Thus, Saturday afternoon found me climbing up to the upper balcony in search of that infamous, 'Glory Hole'! I didn't realize then that my, 'Holier Than Thou' attitude had been worn a little thin by my basic sex drive. I didn't even feel ashamed during my bus ride home. To tell the truth, I was too busy reliving each of the sex encounters that had filled my afternoon and early evening. The sight of a penis being pushed through a hole in the wall brought titillations through my whole belly and guts.

I should have known that this situation was too good to last. On my fifth weekend in the glory hole, I nearly took a bite out of a man's penis. I was enjoying the feel of a big penis in my mouth when a furious knocking on the door broke my concentration. It must have frightened the man as well for he hastily pulled his penis back through the wall and I heard him running off. I reached up and opened the door. I expected to find the theater manager staring down upon me, but it was another person entirely.

"Look, Honey. You have been monopolizing this place for the last four or five weeks. Now, get out and give some of us others a chance! If you don't, I'll tell the ushers and they won't let you get within five feet of this place any more. You can bet your butt that they will do as I say because I've been giving them, 'freebies' for a long time and, if they want to keep on stabbing this pussy of mine, they had better do as I ask. Now get out of here!"

I slunk out of the glory hole and turned to leave. However, this rough baby was not through with me.

"Look, if this is what you have come to like and want, then the place for a cunt like you is, "The House of Lights'. They'll give you a shot at every kind of fucking that you can imagine. And, they won't ask any questions!"

I fled. My embarrassment reasserted itself during my ride home. I was certain that every other passenger on the bus could see my shame for I just knew that it was written all over my face. When I got to the apartment, I threw off my coat and flung myself across my bed. Once more, I sobbed in shame and humiliation. Finally, my tears stopped and I thought about what had occurred to me. Maybe that rough whore had done me a favor. I wracked my brain for the name of that place the woman had yelled at me. Then, I had it! The House of Lights! I jumped up off the bed and began searching for my telephone book. I wondered, 'Would a house that specialized in different sexual activities advertize in the phone book?' It would and it did. I read the small description under the title. Naturally, it didn't mention sex directly. Instead, it spoke of, 'Resolving Emotional Problems'. With the recommendation I had just received in mind, I could easily read between the lines to get the message of sex therapy. Happily, I noted that their hours of operation extended well into the evening so it would be very possible for me to make an appointment for after work. I got yet another pleasant surprise when a pleasant female voice assured me that no appointment was necessary and that the institution was open until midnight.

"We specialize in helping those who can't always come at one of the usual, 'convenient' times. Whenever you are free, drop in and see us. I am Magda and I am usually here. Just ask for me and I will be happy to give you all of the information about our place of business. I will answer one question for you now that seems to bother most of our prospective attendees. There is absolutely no charge for female attendees -none whatsoever so don't be afraid that you are going to be hit with a series of huge fees. Male students provide ample funds for the maintenance of our school. Please, come and let us help you."

I decided at that moment that I would definitely call upon these people. 

There was still another obstacle to overcome: the years and years of enforced personal shyness. I was constantly tripping over that hurdle. Even on the afternoon that I decided, once and for all, to actually visit The House of Lights, I just couldn't bring myself to open the door and enter it. I must have walked past its' entrance a dozen or more times before I finally gave myself a stern talking-to.

"Abigail, this may be your only chance! Now get your butt in there and see what they are offering. I don't think they are going to put you in chains or tie you down so you can always get up and leave!"

With that assurance, I stepped up to the large oaken door and pushed the ball. As I waited, I read the small brass plaque that was attached to the wall at the side of the door. It read: "The House of Lights. We provide assistance in resolving emotional problems." I had just finished reading this legend when the door opened and a very attractive young man stood there smiling at me. 

"I am Abigail Spence. I have an appointment to see Magda."

"Yes, of course. Please step inside. I am Magda, but I don't recall speaking with you!"

"No, I spoke to a woman and she told me to ask for, 'Magda'."

"Oh, I see. Here in the House of Lights, all of the working staff uses the name, 'Magda' so you could have spoken to any one of us. Don't be upset, I will set things right. Please, just make yourself comfortable and wait here for a few minutes."

He gestured to a chair and I was glad to sit down. In a matter of just a few minutes, he was back and gestured for me to follow him. He led me to some stairs that led downward into the lower floors of the house. 

"Follow these stairs to the bottom and then turn to your right. Magda will be at the desk."

He made no attempt to follow me as I started down the stairs. When I reached the bottom, I turned to my right as he had directed. I was looking into an office with one desk and two chairs and one woman. The startling part of all this was the fact that the lone woman was absolutely naked from the waist up! Then, as she stood, I was treated to the sight of an attractive, young female who was totally naked from head to toe!

"Please, don't be embarrassed. Everyone who is either on the faculty or who is present as a student will be without clothes. Abigail, is it?" I nodded. "You see, Abigail, our purpose here is to educate people in the procedures and pleasures of sexual activity. I know that our advertisement mentions emotional problems, but we restrict our efforts to problems involving sex. Now, at this point, I usually give a prospective student the opportunity to run screaming out the door. Will you do that?"

"I don't think so."

"Very well. Let's get started. I need to ask you a few questions whose purpose is to judge how much of our curriculum you will need. First: are you married?"

"No."

"Any children?"

"No."

"Do you masturbate? If your answer is, 'yes' then, how often?"

"Sometimes. When something happens to really get me horny."

"Are you capable of multiple orgasms?"

"Yes."

"Do you have any objections from some of the kinds of sex that are .... Well, rather extreme?"

"I don't truthfully know the answer to that question. I hope not."

"Would you be willing to masturbate at this moment?"

"Here?"

"Yes. If it is any comfort for you, I usually relieve myself about this time every day so I'd be more than happy to join you. By the way, have you ever heard of an ancient deity known as, 'Priapus'?"

"I don't think so. Who was he?"

"He was a male who was known for the size of his cock. By all standards, it was huge. Here, take a look. This is Priapus." 

She shoved a brass statuette across the desk at me. It was a figure of a bearded male in a cloak of some kind wearing short pantaloons a beard and a conical hat. The overall statue was about eight to ten inches high. When she removed that funny hat, the statue became a penis!

The woman looked at me and smiled. She pushed her chair back a foot or so and placed both of her feet on the top edge of her desk. This opened her knees and exposed her entire sex region to my fascinated gaze. She immediately produced another of these figurines and she began to toy with it

"Help yourself, but first, tell me how you first heard of The House of Lights.""

By this time, I was so horny I could not refuse her. I reached out for the statue and with an equally wicked gleam propped my feet upon her desk - thereby revealing that I was not wearing under garments of any kind. She began threading her statue into her vagina in a manner similar to one that she might have used to thread a needle. I watched in fascination as she slowly worked inch after inch of that statue up and into her vagina.

"Tell me!"

So, I began my story of the opera house and the glory hole. As I was talking, she kept on working her statue deeper and deeper into her vagina. I couldn't stand this sight any longer so I began working my statue into my vagina. Her statue was almost entirely inside of her vagina when she looked at me and said, 

"Isn't the feel of this metal cock great as I slides into your cunt?"

I gasped for that was the very first time that I had heard such expressions as these. But, I had to admit that whether it was penis or cock and vagina or cunt, it did feel amazingly good. As we sat there stroking our vaginas, she went on with her introductory questions as if nothing unusual were occurring.

"You may wonder at the title of this establishment. It results from our procedures. You see, each floor of this building is devoted to the study of just one sexual activity. Here, if necessary, we instruct in masturbation techniques. Obviously, you are well beyond that level. The first floor above this one is for the teaching of cunnilingus. The next floor is for instruction in felatio. Then, copulation followed by sodomy. Fisting is an extra and is practiced on the fifth floor. Our sixth floor is usually reserved for our graduation exercises. They involve male-male-female and female --female --male combinations."

"Am I required to take all of these courses or can I make some selections?"

"You are allowed to jump from one to another, but we do insist that you not back up. In other words, once you pass a stage, you are not expected to return to that stage. By the time our students reach the graduation stage, they normally do not need any further instruction. I'm afraid that I am going to have to ask you to wait for a little while. My climax is very near."

I had noticed her breathing becoming fast and shallow and I knew from my own experience that she was about to come. I don't know if she were watching me as close as I was watching her, but I was about to climax myself. I had been in The House of Lights for only a very short time and I was about to climax while masturbating in front of a hitherto complete stranger. Somehow, that added an extra spice to my arousal. 

We both pumped our statues faster and faster into our vaginas. I didn't usually make any sounds when coming, but, for some reason, this time I did. I let out a sharp yip and then a series of moans as my orgasm ripped through my belly and intestines. I wasn't embarrassed for she was uttering sounds that announced her orgasm as I was uttering mine.


The House of Lights Ch. 01



"Whew! That was really good! Let's take a few minutes to recover. Shall we?" I nodded. "Okay. I think we are both ready to proceed. Now, about the name given to this building. You see, Abigail, every floor above the first floor is in total darkness. Every time you come here, our locker room lady will provide you with a flashlight and you will carry that light to your assigned room. Not in your hand, mind you, but perhaps in your ass or in your cunt. The light is not bright enough to dispel the darkness but it tells any male you might encounter which openings of your body are available to him. For example, if the light is in your ass, your cunt is available. Get It?" I nodded."

Without knowing it, she had taught me something about the female anatomy. My statue was as far up into my vagina as it could go without causing serious damage to my insides and I still had a good two inches of statue protruding from between my cunt lips. On the other hand, her statue was so far up into her cunt that only the flat metal stand showed outside of her cunt. She had pushed in excess of eight inches of metal into her gut! What's more, she didn't show any signs of distress!

She rose with that abominable statue still lodged firmly in her cunt and said,

"Come on. I'll introduce you to Scylla."

She led me out of the office and down another flight of stairs. Now we really were in the basement of the building. A huge black female came up to meet us.

"Scylla, this is our newest student. Oh, I forgot to tell you that here you will not be using your proper name. Everyone who either works here or studies here uses a pseudonym of their choice. Thus, I am Magda and this is Scylla. You needn't worry about your house-name right now, just give it some thought and let us know what name you have chosen on your next visit."

A sudden thought had struck me and I began to laugh. 

"Since you are Scylla, I shall be Messalina!"

There was a pause and then we all began laughing. Finally, Scylla stopped and looked at me with a stern look upon her face.

"Jes' don't think you can out fuck this Scylla!" And our laughter rang out again.

"Okay, Scylla. Let's get down to business. Tell Messalina here what she must do."

"Come on over here, honey." 

She led me to yet another part of the basement. The walls of this section were completely tiled as well as the floor. And, in a row across the floor, there were several rather large sewer openings.

"You can do this one of two ways. You can clean yourself at home using your own bathroom or you can have it done to you here. Most of the girls use the facilities here. All you need to supply is a nozzle that is at least fourteen or fifteen inches long. As you can see, we will attach your nozzle to one of these hoses and then run you full of water. Whether you do it at home or here, I will inspect you to make sure that you are clean before you go to any of our rooms. You might like to know that we require our males to be just as clean. By the time you come back, I'll have a locker for you with your name on it. We haven't had any thieving but I wouldn't make a habit of leaving anything valuable in the locker. And, yes, it does have a combination lock!"

Magda stepped up to me and said, 

"You were very lucky. You used that public restroom and you had no idea what kind of males you were dealing with. If you had continued using that hole.....well, venereal disease might have been your reward. WE work constantly to eliminate the chances of that happening to our students so you are safe here. Now, for the final big question. Are you going to stay with us and, if you decide in the affirmative, can you come tomorrow night to begin your training?"

That they were willing to take me as a student was heartwarming so I quickly answered, 'Yes' to both of Magda's questions.

I felt a lot like my first experience in the glory hole. Now, just let those old biddy's in the office talk about their sexual exploits. From all that I gathered about The House of Lights, I would be fucking my head off!



The House of Lights Ch. 02



The next day, I woke up with the greatest feeling of my life for I knew that I was going to be involved in sex and nothing but sex from this moment on. I finished my usual routines and was just about to leave my apartment when a brazen thought struck me. I stopped dead in my tracks and after a brief consideration of my ideas, I suddenly put down the items I was carrying, lifted my dress and slipped off my panties. With a jocular flip of my hand, I threw them down onto the floor. Lordy, did that make me feel free!

I sashayed down the street to my regular bus stop and, once or twice, I nearly raised my dress to display my nakedness to the various passersby. I didn't, of course, but just the temptation felt good. When my bus arrived, I boarded it and took my usual seat. I had never paid much attention to the driver on the many rides I had taken on this particular bus, but, today, I was suddenly conscious of him peeping at me in his huge rear-vision mirror. He smiled and I smiled back at him then, out of the blue and before I knew what I was doing, I slid over to the aisle edge of my seat, opened my legs and pulled up my dress enough so that he was looking straight up at my vagina! His eyes grew wide and, for an instant, he was so distracted that we nearly hit the truck in front of us. When we reached my stop, he reached out to me and handed me some coins as I was getting off.

"Your show was worth a lot more than this, but you can ride free every day from now on."

I thanked him and strode off towards my building with my head held high and my spirits on a new level. I didn't care that he had seen my most private parts and I decided that we would indulge in this adult play every morning. I thought,

"Who knows where a little looking might lead? I wonder what he looks like? Is this how affairs start?"

At lunch time, I left the building and walked over to the nearby Metropolitan Library. With a little help form the librarian, I found several articles on the life of Messalina. I was struck by a singular similarity of our two lives. It was reported, that the original Messalina would wait until she was certain her husband, the Emperor, was asleep and then she would slip out and go to her own personal brothel. There, she would indulge in sex with any and all men who came to her. I thought to myself, "Messalina, isn't that exactly the excursion you are about to embark upon?" You will have sex every night after working the whole day long. It took all of my self-control not to detour into the lady's room in order to finger myself. 

As agreed, I arrived at the House of Lights shortly after my work day ended. Scylla took me in hand almost immediately. She stripped my dress off of me and led me into the tiled section devoted to inner cleanliness. She made me stand there naked while she examined me from head-to-toe. This made me feel somewhat uneasy because, as a nearly fifty year-old female who was pudgy and whose tits were sinking fast, I didn't like being looked at too closely. Then she left no doubt as to what was expected of me.

"Messalina, here in The House of Lights, everything we do is directed towards a single action. SEX! Call it the mating dance if you wish, but it involves one form of copulation or another. Now, get down on your hands and knees like the bitch that you are and I shall administer a wet kind of sex to your back portal."

She had taken a hose with a nozzle attached down from the wall where it had been hanging. I gaped at the size of that thing. It was easily two fingers wide and must have been several inches over a foot long! I sensed a feeling of fear and rejection begin in my belly.

Perhaps I was too eager to obey her for I immediately dropped to my knees. I felt the head of the nozzle touch my rear hole and then she brutally drove the whole nozzle up inside my rear passage until the hand guard slammed against my buttocks! I couldn't help myself. I yelped with the suddenness of her attack and the pain that it had given me. She didn't allow me any time whatsoever to get comfortable with this huge thing inside of me before she started a jet of water spewing into my very guts. I tried my best to get away from this instrument of pain and torture, but to no avail. Scylla merely moved forward with me and kept that foot-long tube solidly lodged in my bowels and guts. She ran so much water into me that I felt my belly beginning to expand. Finally, the water flow stopped and I was directed to rise.

"Now, void yourself!"

This was a most embarrassing moment for me. To be told to eliminate my bodily waste while another human stood there and watched – well, I almost refused. But, I didn't. Instead, I spread my legs, took a position over the large sewer grate and allowed everything that was in my gut to freely flow out of me and down into the sewer. Scylla was not happy with the result of her barbaric ministrations inside my gut so she made me kneel again. This time, I was certain that the enema nozzle had somehow grown in size! This procedure was continued twice more and each time, that damned nozzle got bigger and bigger. I looked long and hard at that last nozzle and I swear that it was at least as wide as four of my fingers. Scylla had been successively exposing my ass to bigger and bigger nozzles. Was this, too, a part of my training? At long last, Scylla indicated that we had reached our climax for she threw me a towel along with some nasty instructions about cleaning myself. Then, once more, she had me kneel. This time, she forced something into my ass that was much larger and thicker than any of the nozzles. I was just about to ask her what in hell she was doing when she volunteered,

"This is your flashlight. The room numbers are painted on the floor outside each room so in this way, you need not bend over to find them. Your room number is six. Don't spend too much time hunting for your assigned room for this light has a prescribed life before it goes dark. Get into the elevator and announce your name. The elevator is already programmed to take you to the proper floor. If you haven't returned here by morning, I shall come looking for you."

As she finished this little speech, she pushed me towards the door of the elevator. I wondered about her warning regarding my not showing up. Was it possible that I might be engaged in sexual activities throughout the entire night? Somehow, that possibility had not entered my mind and now, I was a little frightened by that possibility. Could I stand a night of sex? I wasn't at all sure that I could. I was about to get my first real lesson in just how well organized this house was. I looked everywhere for the elevator button, but I was unable to find it. Then the door opened automatically and I stepped inside.

"Messalina."

My name was all that I uttered. The door closed and, with a soft purr the elevator began to rise. It stopped almost immediately and the door slid open. They had told me that the upstairs of this place was dark and they were in no way exaggerating. As the elevator door opened, I saw before me a totally dark corridor. There was no ambient light whatsoever. Scylla had told me to turn to the left and that I did. It was really weird. I was walking down a completely dark hallway with only a small light patch on the floor where my internal flashlight shone. I chuckled as I wondered just what Minnie and the girls would say if they could only see me now!

I stopped in front of the first door and looked down for the room number. It was four. Two more doors and the number was six. I opened the door and stepped inside. I was acting a little hastily for I wanted some idea of what I was getting into before my light went out. It wasn't a very large room. In fact, it was rather small and, sitting in the exact center of the available space was a standard OB/GYN examining table – stirrups and all. That was the only choice. This table was the sole piece of furniture in the room so the situation resolved itself into either crawl up on it or lay on the floor.

I positioned myself on the table with my legs elevated and in the stirrups to the best of my ability. I hadn't any more than gotten reasonably comfortable when the light went dark! Suddenly, the import of what I was doing became apparent to me. I was lying here, naked, and awaiting some unknown male to come to me and fuck me. I was offering myself to him just as my namesake of centuries past offered herself to the men of Rome! A sense of excitement and fright raced upwards through my thighs, my groin and into my belly. By the mere fact that I was here and waiting I knew that my life was changing.

I could not see the ceiling or the walls. Like the hallway, there was absolutely no ambient light in this room. I wondered what the next development would be. Abruptly, I was startled by a sudden sensation. I could feel a draft of air moving upwards through my open legs! It touched the inside of my thighs and then the pubic hair that surrounded my vagina! The minute movement of my pubic hair delivered an exciting tickling to my genital area.

Suddenly, I realized that it would have taken a hurricane to ruffle my pubic hair and this must be the result of spectral fingers feeling my hair. Just then, those self-same fingers began every so lightly to rub the lips of my vagina. A thought flashed through my mind:

"Whoa there girl. Fingers alive or ghostly do not ruffle pubic hair around your vagina. They only ruffle hair around a cunt! Vagina is some kind of term to be used by suave, elite females. Females such as you have cunts and not vaginas!"

Those ghostly fingers proceeded up along my belly and then to my stomach. They began an insistent, but gentle, massaging of my breasts. The same thought as before hit me. Females like you don't have breasts – you have tits. Breasts are mammary glands fit for nursing the young whereas your tits are available to any and all males in order to arouse your sexual libido. So, gal, you and your predecessor – the other Messalina – have tits and a cunt because the both of you are CUNTS!! Whatever you call what we have, I'm getting as hot as a two-dollar pistol.

The realization that I was rapidly attaining my peak of arousal was caused by the humping of my hips and buttocks. My cunt wanted desperately to have something forced into it. I needed a fuck! Oh, how I needed a fuck! Someone must have heard my pleas for at just this time, something soft and slithery began licking my outer cunt lips!

I hadn't heard anyone enter the room, but I, obviously, was not alone. That tongue licked all around my cunt opening and it was doing nothing but drive me up the wall. I tried bucking my hips in a frantic movement so as to capture it, but to no avail. The owner of that nefarious tongue must have heard my unspoken wish for his tongue parted my cunt lips and – wonders of wonders – it began its' long slide up into my belly. It hadn't passed more than just a few centimeters into my cunt and I began coming. Only, this orgasm was unlike any I had experienced before. It didn't result in a gigantic explosion. Rather, it built to a maximum and left me hanging there. In one way, it was a constant orgasm, but, in another way, it was not very satisfying for it didn't deliver that final burst of sexual energy.

As I struggled to make that orgasm leap over the precipice, another wild thing leaped into my mind. That damn tongue had already gone further into my cunt than any human tongue could ever hope to go. And, it was still pushing further into my insides. I felt it when it struck my cervix and I felt it as it began poking all around that obstacle to its' further progress. The tip of that tongue finally located the small opening between my cunt and my uterus. There was no hesitation, that insidious tip promptly forced its' way through so that the tongue could slide into my uterus. I felt as if my entire belly was about to explode. I was as full of tongue as it was possible to be. That unholy tongue found sensitive erotic niches in my insides that I had not known existed and it explored every one of them. My pent up orgasms erupted with a fresh supply of sensual violence. I came and I came and I came. I was screaming at the top of my lungs as the violence of these never ending orgasms ripped through my sensory system. Yet, a part of my mind was constantly reminding me, "This is not a human tongue!"

I completely lost my contact with reality only to come back to a new and different experience. Not only had that tongue gone further than any aggressive item had gone before, but it was definitely growing in girth. When I realized this, I understood that the first tongue had been replaced by something else. Something that was swelling as it bored deeper into my cunt. I felt that I was already at my spatial limit as to cunt size, but I soon realized that this in no way was to be allowed to interrupt the progress of this massive worm. As I lay there, I felt this huge worm making its' way up into my uterus. I wanted to shout at it,

"Hey, you can't do that. You are going to split me open! You must stop!"

Only I, somehow, couldn't make myself say the words. I had half risen off the table and, when I realized that there was no use in trying to halt this monster, I fell back and resigned myself to a torn and ripped cunt. That didn't happen. Instead, a larger orgasm began forming deep inside of my belly. It grew and grew and grew until I was certain that I was about to explode. And, then,

"I'm COMING! I'm COMING! Aaaiiieeeeeee ugh, ugh , ugh."

I was sitting upright by this time and grunting with the passage of my orgasm.

Something occurred to me at that moment. I knew that I had been fucked by an unearthly creature of some kind, BUT I DIDN"T CARE! Whatever it was, it had brought me to the most soul-satisfying orgasm of my life. And, I knew something else. I WANTED THAT CREATURE'S TONGUE IN ME AGAIN!

A sense of peace descended upon that little room and I knew that this evening's festivities were over. There was no doubt in my mind but that a significant change had taken place within my body and my being. I wondered if I might not be a direct descendent of the other Messalina or was I just a whore with an immense and unquenchable lust for fucking. Had I always been this way and was too tightly reared to admit it – even to myself? The more I thought of fucking in all its' forms, the more excited over my new self I became. It took me some time before I could get myself back under control and get off that lovely torture table. My first impulse was to investigate the status of my cunt which I did with a finger. There was some tenderness, but seemingly no lasting damage. I stopped once on my way to the door to release some o f the sexual tension that my finger had caused. I could only laugh at the new – what was I? – Messalina or Abigail? As I made my way to the door, my flashlight came to life and it lighted my way to the elevator.

I must have looked like death warmed over, but Scylla did not speak a word. Then, after I had cleaned myself and donned my dress, she uttered just one statement.

"We expect to see you tomorrow night!"

I looked at her aghast. I had just barely survived what was supposed to have been an instructional session and here she was ordering me to return the very next night. At that point, I wasn't at all sure that I would even live that long. As I stepped out onto the street, I was glad to see a bus waiting at the curb. What I didn't understand was that the damned driver refused to open the door and let me get on board. Finally, he did open the door but only to tell me that this was not my bus.

"This bus is for another student of the house. Your bus will be along soon."

I told him in no uncertain terms what I thought of that, but it did me no good. As he said, my regular bus came along in just a few minutes. When I finally got into my apartment, I didn't even bother to undress. I fell across the bed and sank into a deep sleep.

That the people who ran the House of lights were unusual in all that they did was driven home to me the very next morning. After rising and cleaning myself. I noticed that a paper had been pushed through the mail slot in the door. When I unfolded it, this is what I found,

"If you are due some vacation time from your place of employment, you should consider asking to take a vacation and plan on spending it here at The House of Lights. Accommodations would, of course, be provided for you." 

Why did I sense that this was not a suggestion?

Later that morning, I made a visit to our personnel department. The kind woman I spoke to about my vacation time was amazed when she looked up my record.

"Miss Spence, you have accumulated the maximum allowable vacation time. I would certainly suggest that you take some of this time off our books."

"When could I start?"

"That would depend upon your section's work load, but I would think you might possibly start this very afternoon. I'm certain that your section head will understand, especially when I explain to him that, if you don't take some of this time, the company will have to begin paying you double time. That would be your normal daily salary plus payment for your vacation time."

That proved to be a very strong argument and, at noon, I left the office officially on vacation. Of course, all of the girls were shocked at the suddenness of my decision and there were numerous questions as to what I intended to do with myself for a whole month! I smirked to myself at the thought of how shocked they would be if I told them I was planning to spend every day and every night being fucked by some unseen suitors!

Indirectly, my decision gave me another minor insight to the House of Lights. When I arrived at the house, one of the Magda female took my lone suitcase and placed it in a closet in the basement. As she was doing this, I gained a look inside that closet. There were quite a number of similar suitcases stacked there! So, I thought, there are other females staying here! I wonder where they are and why I have never encountered any of them? 

"You might as well take off that dress and any other articles of clothing you may be wearing. Here, in The House of Lights, we all go without clothing."

She did a little pirouette step to emphasize the fact that she was naked. Then she continued with her little welcoming speech.

"You have picked a perfect time to arrive. You will just have enough time for your daily water sex treatment with Scylla before you are scheduled to attend a, 'get together' meeting. This much I can tell you. Your permanent number in the house is six."

With that, she turned and disappeared into one of the offices. I knew my way around sufficiently well to know how to get to where Scylla awaited me with her nefarious hose and nozzle. I think I pleased her when I appeared in her underground realm by promptly getting down upon my knees. I heard her chuckle at my willingness to debase myself before her. In less than a minute, it was a repeat of the day before only this time I was just a tad more relaxed than I had been. This gave me a chance to use my inner senses to follow more closely just what she was doing to me. The water flooded my bowels and lower abdomen as before. I was surprised because I actually felt a small sexual thrill at being invaded in such a monstrous manner. I was sorry that it only took two washings to get me up to Scylla's standard of cleanliness. As she was putting the hose and its' succession of nozzles away, she asked, "You know your number?"

"Yes. I am number six."

"That is good. The elevator will take you to where you are scheduled to go."

Recalling my previous experience, I wasn't surprised when the elevator began to rise. I was a little uneasy because Scylla had failed to equip me with a flashlight. I wondered just how I was expected to navigate around the dark corridors without even as weak a light as that other one had been. The whole question was answered for me when the elevator door opened to reveal a well lighted room with other females sitting there around a table. I stopped abruptly. I had not seen any other females in my very short time in the house. Yet, here were nine others – all naked – ranging in age from their early twenties to some I estimated at over sixty. Standing to one side was another woman without any clothing and, from her manner, I quickly surmised that she was a Magda! Her body was slim and, as with all of the Magda that I had seen, her pubic area was totally devoid of hair.




The House of Lights Ch. 02



"Females, this is Messalina. She is our last member. Messalina, I have been explaining to these guests of the house our plans for this group. The House of Lights has entered into an agreement with another, much larger, organization to provide that organization with a supply of extensively trained females. Females whose sexual lusts and capacities are exceedingly wide reaching and extremely demanding. In order to fill this obligation, we of The House of Lights are initiating a sub-training unit for the specialized training that will be required. We are calling that unit, 'The Academy' and, henceforth, you are the first class of that academy. I don't think it is necessary for me to tell you what your capabilities are – suffice it to say that we consider each of you to be a proper subject for our advanced training. Your training will be designed to increase the scope of your sexual needs and your physical attributes. 

There will be changes in your lives here at the Academy. Each of you will be assigned an individual room in which you may sleep, read and complete your daily toilet. Upon a wall, in that unit, there will be a light plaque and this plaque will contain a listing of the tasks you are expected to perform. For example, some of these tasks will be, 'Sleep'; 'Food'; 'Cleaning'; 'Exercise'; 'Dark Room', and so forth. From your previous experiences, I don't think that you will have any difficulty in translating these brief terms into the actions required of you. There is a light by each of these entries and a buzzer that is connected to each light. When you see the light or hear the buzzer, you must acknowledge your summons by turning the light off. To this end, there is a button alongside each light that will extinguish the light and silence the buzzer. In addition, as you all know, the elevator will be programmed to deliver you to the proper floor. Are there any questions?" There were none. "In that case, I suggest that we all adjourn to the lunch room for a bite of lunch. Incidentally, in keeping with out intent to groom you as the perfect sexual animal, we shall control your diet as well as all of your other training."

There was a noticeable gasp when the term, 'sexual animal' was heard. I for one had already come to the conclusion that, whatever or whoever it was who tongued me, it was no human being! This made me wonder even more just what kind of organization we were expected to serve.

The group broke up and I went in search of my assigned living room. It was small and not completely devoid of furniture. There was one chair in addition to my cot. Since there wasn't much to see, I thought I'd let the automated elevator take me to my assigned station. Accordingly, when the elevator door opened and I had spoken my house name, it took off 

The surprises were not over, however. When the elevator door opened and I stepped out, I was staring at an entire room with nothing in it but naked men! The other females must have felt just as I did for they were all grouped around the elevator door, gawking at a huge group of rampant cocks! Every man was frantically jacking off while staring at our nakedness!

"Females, this is the first of your lessons in the academy. You are being observed by members of the opposite sex, but they can not reach you. By now, you must have noticed that there is a solid glass wall that separates you from them. Would anyone care to venture a guess as to the intent of this lesson?"

A sweet female in her sixties answered, "It is to accustom us to being seen naked by men."

"That is exactly right. In your organizational assignments, it may be necessary for you to appear in public in a state comparable to that of the present. To prepare you for this, all of your activities in this room will be observed by other members of the house. Shall we eat?"

It was then that I understood the insidious plan behind the placement and structure of our eating table. The ten of us all sat along one side facing that nefarious glass partition so we could easily see and be seen. What's more, the table was constructed, and the chairs as well, with a slight upward slant. That made our cunts and even our asses clearly visible to the watching men. We all sat down and, for a minute or so, there wasn't any movement on our side. Then, the female on my right side bumped shoulders with me and whispered to me,

"I'm left handed so could you give me a little more room?"

That threw me for a loop. That is, until I looked over at her to see what she was doing. It was then that I realized that her left hand was busy under the table. I surreptitiously glanced downwards and stared in mute surprise at her fingers! Two of them were busily massaging her clit! I looked up at some of the others and, from the looks on their faces, I realized that I must be the only one not masturbating! My neighbor leaned over and whispered to me, 

"Erect cocks have always drawn my attention. For me, they are just like lodestones!"

At that very moment, her eyes assumed that faraway look that signaled the onset of an orgasm. Her head began to droop and, if I hadn't caught it, her face would have fallen right into her lunch plate! Soon, a great number of my new-found compatriots were announcing to anyone who cared to listen that they, too, were rapidly reaching the apex of their sexual peak. I furtively glanced around to see where the Magda was and what she was doing. In particular, I wondered if she would be upset by this blatant masturbation. She obviously couldn't care less for her own fingers were digging into that certain opening between her splayed open legs! As I watched her actions, I saw her belly rise and begin the riotous convulsions that always accompanied an orgasm! Needless to say, all of this vibrant sexual activity within mere feet of where I was sitting was enough to start my fingers on a path that led to an exciting release! If my neighbor hadn't returned my complement, my face would have adorned my lunch plate!

I managed to make it to my room where, without giving it any thought whatsoever, I fell across my cot and promptly fell asleep.



The House of Lights Ch. 03



"Wake up! It is time for you to go to your dark room."

Groggily, I opened one eye to see a Magda standing by the side of my cot. She had been shaking my shoulder in order to wake me up. 

"Wha.. wha... what do you want?"

"Come on, Messalina. It is time for you to go into the dark. Before you do that, I am to give you a shot."

As she said this, she held up the wickedest looking syringe I had ever seen. The syringe was capped by a long, very slender needle. As I watched, she held the syringe aloft and gave it that hospital squeeze so that some of what was inside it squirted out. Then, before I could object or even roll over out of the way, she reached down between my legs and took my clit between her two fingers. I had always had a small clit and it was usually hidden inside its' sheath, but the pressure of her fingers forced the head of my clit out a ways from the surrounding skin and flesh. With one smooth movement, she stuck that needle into my clit!

I nearly leaped off my cot from the pain and the surprise of what she was doing to me. 

"Uh ...uh...uh..."

"No need to say anything because this will all be over in just a few seconds. See? I'm pulling the needle out now."

I lay there in a complete stupor. What sort of torturers had I given myself over to? Suddenly, a wide streak of heat sprang forth from my clit and coursed up through my body!

"Soon. Very soon, you will be so hot for sex that you won't be able to sit still. As a part of your training, you shall give yourself a shot of this aphrodisiac every morning just before breakfast and every evening – such as we are doing now – just before you depart your room for the dark. When you wake up tomorrow, there will be a syringe on your chair. You are to use it!"

Whatever it was that she had shot into my body, it sure worked fast. Even as she was giving me my latest orders, I had to fight a huge temptation to dig into my cunt with my fingers.

"Can you make it to the elevator and your dark room?"

I wanted to get rid of her. I was sorely tempted to smash her in the face, but I didn't.

"Yeah, I can make it. Thanks."

I got up and rather unsteadily made it to the door and then to the elevator. The elevator door opened, I stepped in, and that was the last thing that I clearly remembered until the next morning!

My day started off in a very irregular manner. Part of my experience from the preceding night had returned to me and I was attempting to replicate some of the actions I had managed to accomplish during my time in the dark. I was standing, with my legs straight and my knees locked and attempting to touch my toes. So far, I was not having any success. Just then, there came a soft knock at my door. 

"Come in?"

'Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were doing your morning exercises." It was the left-handed woman from the day before who had been sitting next to me during our meal.

"I'm not. I am trying to duplicate some of the things I did last night." I straightened up and asked her, "What can I do for you?"

"I am Georgina Beyer from across the hall and I was asked to look in on you and invite you to an ad hoc meeting of the class. Nell Gwynn is mc-ing it in her room. I really think you should come and meet the other girls."

'Girls?' This woman was easily my senior by ten years or more. 

"Okay. I agree. I really should meet the others. "

Nell Gwynn's room was number ten and it was chock-a-block full of naked females when Georgina and I opened the door. 

"Ah! Here's Messalina. Now, we are a complete quorum." 

I was being greeted by a female who I estimated to be in her sixties. She proffered her hand and I shook it as well as the hands of all the others.

"Okay, my jolly class members, suppose I introduce all of you again. As I just said, this is Messalina and Georgina Beyer. Those three young things clustered over there in the corner are, Salome, Jezebel and Rahab. The others are Aspasia, Theodora, Poppea and Ishtar . And, I am Nell Gwynn."

I recognized enough of the names to conclude that each one of us was named after a famous or infamous whore.

"Messalina, we have been discussing some of the out-of-this-world aspects of our respective visits to the dark have occasioned. Since you have only been here for two days or so, we were wondering if you were experiencing the same kinds of things."

"Like what?"

"Well, unearthly sexual practices for one."

"Oh!" I felt uneasy standing there and being asked to describe my intimate experiences in the dark room, but I gathered up my courage and started in.

"As Nell said, I have only been in the dark on two occasions. My first experience involved cunnilingus and...."

Ishtar raised her hand and, after I acknowledged her, she asked, "What is that?"

Nell jumped in to say, "Cunt licking!"

"Oh! I see. Yes, I understand. Please, continue with your story."

I restarted my tale. "To provide you with a little background, I had never experienced cunnilingus before so this was a first and an unusual experience for me. I don't mind telling you that I was scared and when the process was begun, I got even a little more frightened."

Several voices interrupted to ask, "Why?"

"Well, you see, I am just not very experienced in sex of any kind so I didn't really know what was going to be done to me. Whether it would hurt or not or would I like it? You know those kinds of ideas. Any way, things went very smoothly – no pun intended – until the tongue that was in my vag... er, cunt hit my cervix. I fully expected it to be stopped at this point, but it kept on wiggling around until it found the opening to my uterus. Without any hesitation, it pushed through that hole and up into my uterus. It was at this point that I realized that this could not be a human tongue for no human has a tongue that long. Forgive me, but it felt so terribly good that I couldn't do anything to stop it. Then, last night I had the strangest of experiences that anyone could ever have. I must apologize at the outset because I don't know all that was real and what was the result of hallucinating. 

Magda inserted a light into my cunt so I knew that my rear opening was to be the target. That did frighten me. I had never, until last night, been used in that opening. The shot of stuff that Magda gave me helped, but it didn't totally allay all of my fears. I was on my knees in the dark room when I felt two hands take hold of my hips. My entire rear end was lifted up until I was no longer even touching the floor! I was bent over at the hips like a folded piece of paper and, I might add, I have since attempted to duplicate this position only to find that I cannot do it! You know, Georgina that was what I was trying to do when you came over to get me." She nodded in agreement. "I felt something touch my back just above the crevice between my ass cheeks and it seemed to be exploring my rear end. I recalled what Magda had said about being self-taught and I came to the conclusion that this was part of my lesson. I deemed it to be that I must take an active part in the ravaging of my own body. So, I reached behind me and took hold of what I expected to be a penis. Maybe it was a penis, but it was vey unusual. 

It was smooth like most penises, but it seemed to be a little bit slimy to my touch. I moved it around until the head – if that was what it was – hit my rear hole exactly on dead center. For what seemed like an eternity, nothing happened. Believe me, I was getting hotter and hornier by the minute so, as my final gesture, I pushed back just a little bit. The head slid into my passage, but just a little ways. We stood there – I assumed that he was standing –with just the least bit of his penis in my ass. I gave another small shove backwards and more of his penis slid into my ass. Again, everything stopped for an awfully long time. Another shove and his penis slid through my sphincter so easily that I hardly felt it. From that time on, I didn't have to worry about pushing back for his penis seemed to be working its' way deeper and deeper into my ass passage. At this point, I had the time and opportunity to think about my position. The first thing that jolted my consciousness was the realization that no part of my body was touching the floor. Somehow, I was being held aloft by the penis in my cunt! And, that penis had reached a point where I could feel its' movements across the lower regions of my belly! Once more, I knew that this was not the penis of a human male for no human male has a penis this long and this pliable! Yes?"

A hand had gone up indicating that someone wanted to ask a question.

"All through your description of last night, you have not discussed your climaxes. Are we to assume that you didn't experience any?"

"Sorry, but that was not the case. The first climax that hit me occurred as the head of this immense penis pushed through my sphincter ring. From that point onwards, it would give a kind of convulsive shake and I would climax every time it moved forward. That is, deeper into me. There was no pain only a feeling of being stuffed clear up into the lower reaches of my belly. I came so many times that, ultimately, I passed out. I'm not even certain how I got back to my room this morning. But, in keeping with the stated purpose of this meeting, that penis was definitely not human! And, before you ask, I have absolutely no idea of what it was. I do know that the creature was not human although it had hands and it was breathing hard with the effort of going deeper into my guts. I know because I could hear it wheezing in a very strange fashion."

Nell spoke up after I had halted my story, "Messalina, each of us has a similar kind of story to relate so don't think that you are somehow being singled out for this out-of-earth experience. Unfortunately, none of us know, at this point, what all of this means. Okay, girls. Let's go to our own rooms and give this some intense thought."

My tale seemed to write, 'Finis' to the meeting and all of the members of the class slowly filed out of Nell's room. As Georgina and I strolled casually back to our rooms, she reached over and took me by the arm.

"Messalina, can I ask a favor of you?"

"Sure. What do you want?"

"Messalina, I just cannot bring myself to push that needle into my pearl. Would you....?"

"Look, Georgina. I'm no expert, but, if that's what you want, I'll give it my best shot. Get your syringe and bring it to my room."

In short order, Georgina was spread-eagled on my cot and I was staring at her clit. Or, as she named it, her pearl. It was as big as the end of my thumb and about as long as up to the first knuckle of my thumb.

"Georgina, how long have you been taking these shots?"

"Oh, honey, you know that time means nothing in this house so I don't really know. I know that I have reached a point where I cannot do without my twice daily shots, but I just can't stick that damn needle into myself."

I took hold of her clit with my thumb and fore finger and held it clear of its' sheath. Then, without any preparatory moves whatsoever, I quickly stabbed the needle into Georgina's clit and pushed down hard on the syringe. I didn't stop until I had injected all that the syringe held into Georgina's clit. As the effects of that liquid began to hit her, her hips began bucking in an unmistakable fucking manner. She had unintentionally answered a question that had been bothering me. Whatever it was that we were injecting into our clits, it was definitely addicting.

"Shall I do you?"

I looked at Georgina and silently gave a very brief nod. She reached over and got my syringe off my only other piece of furniture – my chair, and just as quickly took hold of my smallish clit. I gawked at my clit as she freed it from its' sheath because after just one dose of this stuff, my clit looked larger to me! I watched as Georgina expertly pushed the needle into my clit and then injected me with whatever that syringe held. I felt the jolt of that band of heat as it pushed upwards through my body and I knew something else. With just two shots under my belt, I was rapidly reaching the point where I, too, would soon have to have my twice daily shots! The only really comfortable position I could assume was to lay on my side so I slowly rolled over onto the side facing Georgina. She had taken a similar position only with her head near my genital region. 

As we lay there with each of us staring at the other's pubic region, I felt the onset of desire. I didn't have to make the first move for I suddenly felt Georgina ruffling my pubic hair.

"You have such fine hair. I wish mine was like yours, but my hair is coarse and stiff."

"Tell me, Georgina. What did you do before you came to the house? I myself was an accountant – one of many in the company that I worked for."

"Mostly, I kept house for my father. Do you have any children?"

"Me? No! I've never been married and my sex life consists of just a few experiences before I came to the house. How about you? Any children?"

Georgina hesitated for several minutes and I knew that somehow I had touched what might be a sensitive subject.

"I have two sisters who are my daughters and two brothers who are my sons!"

Now, it was my turn to gaze at her in disbelief. "Do you mean....?"

"Yes, I have been my father's mistress since I was nineteen and we have four children! Of course, they all think that they are my siblings, but, in truth, they are my children!"

"Pardon me for butting in where I have no right to be, but how did this happen?"

"You have to understand the state of my mother. She is – was a woman who felt that sex soiled her. Naturally, she avoided having sex with my father whenever she could. From what I have learned, if she had lived a century ago, she would have had regular bouts of the, 'vapors'. Anyway, one night just before I left for college, I happened to be wearing a pair of shorts with wide floppy legs and my father and I got to roughhousing around when suddenly his hand slid up under the leg of my shorts. Whether that was an accident or it was intentional, we never ever discussed it! My father has always maintained that I got the sex drive that my mother never had so, in very short order, my dad and I were on the floor and our life as husband and wife began then. Oh, I can see the next question and the answer is, 'no'. My father did not take my virginity. I had lost that on the night I graduated from high school. To make a very long story short, I didn't go away to college and dad and I lived as husband and wife until the day he died."

"What about your mother? Didn't she object? After all, she must have known what was happening between the two of you."

"She only brought up the subject one time and all she said was that it was a good daughter who took care of her parent's needs. That was her way of telling me that what I was doing was okay with her. She moved into what had been my room and I moved into the master bedroom. I stayed there until our first child was born and then we moved to a house that had enough bedrooms for me to have one of my own." Georgina began laughing. I looked at her with question in my eyes. "I just recalled two instances that I had almost forgotten. In each case my mother came to the door of our room when dad and I were going at it hot and heavy and she just stood there watching us fuck most of the night away. Then, she turned and went back to her room and nothing was ever said."

I could only lie there and stare at her as her story unfolded. I had no idea of what, if anything, I should say and, fortunately, I was saved by the bell. Or, rather, by a Magda entering my room.

"I was hoping that the two of you might be in here together, particularly when I couldn't find Georgina in her room." With a nasty smile, she added, "We are all aware of the time you two are spending together."

Neither one of us made any attempt to defend our actions so she went right ahead with what she had come to do. She produced two pipe-like tools the likes of which I had never seen before and, while waving them before our faces, proceeded to explain her mission.

"Tonight, we are starting something new. In the past, we have always sent our students into the dark alone. Tonight – due to the special nature of the girls of the academy, we are initiating a process whereby you will accompany one another into the dark." There was that damn reference to our friends as, 'girls'! "So, if you have no objections, you two shall be paired up tonight."

Georgina looked at me and shrugged and I nodded my acceptance of the idea.

"Very well. Georgina if you would be so kind as to get up on the bed alongside Messalina, I shall complete the preparations for tonight's exercise. It will be necessary for both of you to kneel. That's fine. Now, if you will, please reach back and pull your buttocks as far apart as you comfortably can. I am going to lubricate your back passage."

As soon as we were in an acceptable position, she thrust a pipe into the ass of each of us. These pipes had to be about two inches in diameter and I felt a goodly amount of pain as the one assigned to me slid into my ass. I could only grunt and try my best to keep from screaming. There was some kind of plunger arrangement and she sprayed a cool something deep into each of us. As she was pulling that pipe out of me, she kept up a steady pressure and that cool something was spread along the walls of my passage.

"There now. That should prepare you for tonight. Since you will be entering the dark together and, since there will be some specific things to be done before your activities can begin, there will be a Magda to assist you. Ta. Ta."

Georgina looked at me and we both burst out laughing.

"Now, there's one Magda I would really enjoy taking into the dark!" I nodded my assent.

Shortly before the usual time for our departure for the dark, two Magdas showed up and gave us the latest news.

"You won't be going into a dark room tonight. Instead, we have decided to use you as exhibits of what we expect from all the others. So, you will go up to the lunch room and there you will be put through your paces. Almost all of that room will be dark, but there will be two small lights. Their purpose will become obvious to you as the evening unfolds. Now, there are some things that we must do in order to properly prepare you for tonight. Please stand face-to-face and close enough that your tits are touching."

I looked at Georgina and she looked back at me. Neither one of us had any idea what was on the minds of these crazy females. However, we did as we were directed. 

"Spread your legs and pull your hips back just a bit."

As soon as we had done this, she jabbed that infamous syringe needle into my clit! This dose of whatever that syringe contained was an extra shot since I had already had my daily two shots. I knew when Georgina got her shot for I heard her grunt and wince. The usual blast of heat flowed rapidly through my body. It was all too obvious that they wanted both Georgina and me as hot as hell for whatever they had in mind. I felt something being shoved up into my cunt. It wasn't done very gently and, on a couple of occasions, I winced and grunted with the pain.

"Messalina, is that cock all the way up inside you? Can you feel it in your uterus?"

I felt as if I were choking so all I could do was nod. In another few seconds, she had done the same to Georgina. It was then that we got the full import of what had been done to us. Some kind of double dildo had been pushed into our cunts and it locked us together as tightly as if it had been a rope around our waists. There was a vertical projection of some kind that rested very conveniently right on top of my engorged clit! Even the slight movements that Georgina and I made served to agitate my clit and I knew that climaxes were not going to be difficult to come by. For the first time in my life, I felt the tits of another female pressing against my own. We are about the same height so our tits met nipple-to-nipple and, when our nipples first touched, I felt a bolt of electricity race through my entire nervous system. I knew, from the look on her face, that Georgina had felt the same blast of excitement. I didn't have very much time in which to consider what was being done to us for I felt a sharp pain on each of my nipples. I looked down at them and saw at once that the stupid Magda had attached some kind of nipple clamp to each of my nipples! As I looked at my own tits and what had been done to them, I saw the hand of the Magda do exactly the same thing to Georgina's nipples. She, too, jerked back with the pain of this operation. Now I knew we were truly tied together for there was just a very short chain between each of my tits and Georgina's. As Georgina jerked backwards with the pain of the nipple clamp being installed on her tits those damn chains drew taut between our nipples and pulled both our nipples and our tits forward into a, 'thrusting' position. I wondered how we were expected to move. This must have occurred to the Magda, too, for she volunteered, 




The House of Lights Ch. 03



"You will have to move in a sidewise manner. However, once you are in the room and in position, there will be little need for you to move. Now, you two wait here and I will announce you and give the onlookers a brief description of what it is we intend for you to do."

She didn't even have the courtesy to wait for our reply. She spun around and disappeared. We stood there staring at one another and feeling the closeness of our bodies. The mere fact that we were held so close to one another by these sexual bonds aroused the beginnings of a climax in my belly. I felt my thighs begin the tell-tale quivering that always announced my climaxes. Before I could bring my climax to its' natural completion, two of the Magda women entered my room and announced that it was time for us to go. They helped us sidle out of the room and up to where the elevator was waiting. In just a few minutes, we were standing just outside the doors to the lunch room. 



The House of Lights Ch. 04



Georgina and I stood there while the Magda told the others something of what we were to try to do. Neither Georgina nor I could hear her very well so we were the only ones in the dark – so to speak. When the Magda reappeared, she asked if we were ready. At that point, since neither one of us knew what we were to do, we weren't at all sure if we were ready or not. The two of us just shrugged which she took as some kind of approval.

"We expect that you will understand what is required of you as soon as you enter the room."

With that, she held aside the drapery that shielded the entrance to the room and gestured for us to enter. Our first movement was nothing short of a disaster. The clips on our tits as well as the double dildo in our cunts jabbed into us and caused us both some pain. Georgina finally came up with the solution.

"Messalina, honey, we'll dance to wherever we are to go. Put your hands on my tits. I'll lead and all you have to do is follow."

She leaned over to put her mouth by my ear and began humming a slow dance tune. That worked fine and we appeared to the assembled group as one unified twosome. I heard Georgina gasp as she got a look at what awaited us. Then she did a slow turn so that I could see it as well. I nearly stopped dancing when I saw what was waiting for us. There was a small table with two shiny, metal rods protruding up through its' top. Those rods were what caught my immediate attention. As best as I could estimate, they were at least a foot tall – maybe fourteen or fifteen inches - and as big around as the blunt end of a baseball bat! Positioned at each end of the table was a standing mirror and each mirror was highlighted by a very narrow spotlight. That made no sense to me until later. 

"What's it all mean?"

"Honey, it means that we are to fuck one another using all of this equipment and those rods!"

"But, how?"

"We'll have to straddle that table and then sit down upon those rods."

"Georgina, I don't think I can do that. They are too damn big! It will split my ass from here to there."

"Yes, you can do it! Just follow my lead! And, honey how about calling me by my nickname? Once we finish this we are going to know one another very intimately."

"Anything to make this any easier. What's your nickname?"

"Georgy. You know, after the movie about a fat gal?"

"Okay, Georgy, and I'll do my best not to let you down."

"Baby, this will give you the fucking of your life. Now, just let it happen only not too fast. Understand?"

"Yeah."

"You ready?"

"I guess so. I think I would rather be doing something else."

"Me too, honey! Okay, here we go!"

With that, Georgy danced me over alongside the table. "Step over the table. I'll watch your balance." Once my legs were astraddle of the able, she said, "Now, I'll step over it. Hold on to me." 

I took hold of her shoulders and in a just a second or two we were standing with those terrifying rods immediately behind Georgy. Whoever had figured out this arrangement had done a near-perfect job. The rods were just high enough so that we could move over them without hanging up on them. Slowly, we backed up until both Georgy and I were standing just above one of the rods. It was then that I realized the purposes of the two mirrors for, as I looked over Georgy's shoulder, I saw, reflected in the mirror an ass complete with two round buttocks, the crease between them and, just sort of peeping through, a small puckered hole! Although my common sense told me that I was looking at Georgy's ass, I saw it as my own! A quick glance at the top of the nearest rod to that puckered hole convinced me that this was impossible. I started to draw back but the titty clamps and the dildo prevented me from moving anything but my shoulders. Georgy must have had much the same reaction for she said,

"Honey, we'll just take it really slow and let our asses adapt to that thing. Look at me!" 

I turned so that I was staring directly into her eyes. For the first time in my life, I saw another individual looking back at me with nothing but love in her eyes- love, and, of course, a little fear. I knew that there was more than just a little fear in my eyes, too.

"Kiss me!"

I leaned forward and put my lips to hers. Then, I felt her tongue daintily sweeping across my lips and I knew to open them and let her tongue into my mouth. As she started to thrust her tongue into my mouth, she whispered, 

"I'm going to fuck you until you squeal like a stuck pig!"

The absurdity of that remark caused me to chuckle and, for just an instant, I was no longer afraid. That sense of relief lasted until I felt the touch of the rod upon my own puckered hole. I gave a frenzied glance at the mirror and saw that the head of the rod was, even then, forcing my puckered hole to open. I still couldn't believe that it would open to such an extent as to allow that rod to enter my ass without ripping me wide open. 

True to her word, Georgy was only slowly letting us both down upon the rods. I lost complete track of time as I was mesmerized by watching the rod and that ever so small puckered hole. I blinked and, when my gaze returned to that unholy pair – the rod and the hole – I was startled to see that I could no longer see the top of the rod. Some portion of the rod had entered my ass! I stared at the rod even harder than before and I saw, for the first time, that there were markings along the sides of the rod! MY GOD! Even as I watched, I saw a mark disappear from sight into my ass! IT WAS IN ME! I watched as yet another mark disappeared inside of my ass and I was just beginning to congratulate myself on these accomplishments when the top of the rod encountered my sphincter. Abruptly, I stopped. The resistance I felt told me that I should go no further. I watched intently to see what effect this was having upon my puckered hole only to suddenly note that it was nowhere in sight. The passage of that rod up into my ass had sucked the edges of my hole in with it! I saw my buttocks begin a shimmy-like motion and I felt my sphincter give way to the pressure of the rod. That hurt me! I sucked in my breath preparatory to screaming, but Georgy pushed her tongue deeper into my mouth and my announcement of pain was stifled. I looked at her askance, but she merely winked at me. She leaned back just enough so that she could withdraw her tongue from my mouth and spoke to me,

"We've passed the worst part, baby. These damnable rods will just slide up into us until they hit bottom. Well, maybe, in this case, our tops. Honey, I love you!"

Suddenly, I knew that I, too, loved her with all my heart and being. Our next kiss was one of intense emotion. We were no longer two separate individuals! We had become one! As we stared into each other's eyes, our speed down onto the rods increased gradually until, without any warning, I suddenly knew that I was sitting on top, of the table! I had taken every fucking inch of that rod into my ass and, as I sat there luxuriating in that fact. I only knew that it felt unusually good. I sensed the beginnings of an orgasm deep within my belly. 

Then, off in the distance, I heard the sound of a train. It was speeding towards me at a fantastic rate of speed. I looked at Georgy and asked her, 

"Do you hear that?" She just nodded.

All at once, I was no longer sitting on a table top with a foot or more of rod stuck up my ass! No, I was lying between the tracks of the railroad and I knew that the train was bearing down upon me. The sound o f the engine got louder and louder until I was certain that it was going to run right over me. I sucked in my breath as it screamed over and then past me.

With a huge roar it whooshed over me and the orgasm that had lain dormant came to life and – along with the engine – tore over every part of my body. I was climaxing and convulsing as the engine passed over me, but my climax did not have time enough to be completed when the next car of the train raced over me! My orgasmic emotions were once more sent to the heights and a second orgasm tore downward through my entire body. But, like the other orgasm, this one, too, was not allowed to come to a complete finish because of the arrival of yet another train car. And so it went for what seemed an endless amount of time. Car-orgasm-car-orgasm-car-orgasm until, at last, I heard the whistle of the train slowly fading in the distance. And, I knew nothing more!

I opened one eye and groggily looked around. I was in my own bed in my room. Then, my one functioning eye happened to light upon an addition to my furniture. It was the table from the night before. Promptly, both of my eyes opened and I stared at this thing. It looked horrid. The two metal rods stuck straight up into the air like the towers of torture that they were. I could see dried streaks of bodily fluids along the sides of the rods and I knew that some of that was from my body.

"MY GOD! How did I ever do that?"

As this question flew through my mind, I felt my fingers testing my puckered opening. Except for some minor soreness, everything seemed to be in order. Then, another horrifying thought raced through my mind.

"How on earth could you ever allow yourself to be so humiliated and degraded like this? Only a street slut would do a thing like that! And, in front of all the other women!"

Tears of embarrassment began welling up in my eyes and, for one minute, I wished with all my heart that I was dead. I knew that I had to get out of this hellish place and I started to get up. Even as I was moving, those damnable shiny towers of degradation caught my eye. It was just the same as if I had suddenly seen a man's cock! They captured my attention and held it as I slowly stood. First a tickling and then a full scale urgency started in my belly and rapidly spread down through my guts and into my ass! I leaned over and began running my hand up and down one of my metal lovers. In some crazy way, I had begun thinking of these poles as human cocks! I continued stroking that awful pole as my desire got stronger and stronger. All at once, I swung a leg over the table and straddled the pole. I thought, "Surely girl, you aren't going to allow yourself to endure that torture again?" But, somehow, I had lowered my butt until I could feel the top of the pole pushing against my puckered hole. I wanted to shout, "NO! NO!", but my hips continued to slide, lower and lower until I knew that the top of the pole was inside my ass!

Once more, I met some resistance when the pole encountered my sphincter ring, but – and this pleased me – not so much as the night before. I thought, "Why should this be so?" and the answer that ricocheted through my mind was, "Because you are a slut!" with the body of a whore! As before, once the pole was beyond my sphincter muscle, it slid smoothly into my ass passage. Seemingly, in no time at all, I was sitting flush upon the top of the table! The length of the pole would not let me lean back very far and still be reasonably comfortable. However, it did allow me to move a little so that my ever ready fingers could find my enlarged clit. A few easy strokes on my clit and, once more, a horrendous climax was roaring through my every sense! I threw my head back and shrieked like a wild banshee.

I was still impaled upon that pole when Georgy opened the door and entered the room.

"So that's what's causing you to yell like you were dying? Didn't you get enough of pole-riding last night?"

I tried to answer her, but a second orgasm sucked all of my breath out of my body and I could only look wild-eyed at her as it raced along my nervous system. Finally, my head drooped and I was able to get a few words out of my mouth.

"Georgy, I had no intention of ever doing this again, but something drug me to this. Please, don't laugh."

"Honey, I couldn't laugh at you even if I wanted to. I came over to see if I could get impaled on my pole, too."

There was no hesitation in her movements. She threw a leg over the table – missing me by inches – and promptly lowered herself to a point where the pole was just touching her ass.

"How on earth did you ever do this by yourself? I need some help so that I don't lose my balance."

I held her hands as she slowly slid down upon her pole. Again, when we both were finally sitting upon the table top with a pole buried in our asses, she leaned towards me and we kissed. It was a long and sensuous kiss that left me breathless when our lips parted. For the longest time, we just sat there and looked at one another. I knew that I was hesitant to ask her how she felt and I assumed that she was going through the same thoughts as I. 

"Georgy, why did you come to the House of Lights? I want to know because I am trying to determine what ever made me come here."

"Tell you what, sweetie. You finger my clit and I'll finger yours while we talk. Okay?"

I answered her by reaching over and giving her clit a gentle rub. She promptly followed suit.

"Easy Georgy. I'm awfully close to exploding!"

"Mind your own P's and Q's. If you stroke me any harder, I'll join you in La-La land!"

"Maybe if you tell me about your reasons for coming to this house it will cause us both to hold off on our climaxes?"

"Okay. I have already told you about my family life so it shouldn't come as much of a surprise when I say that all through my younger years, I was subjected to a steady flow of sexual activity. My father was a lot of things – most of them bad – but there was one thing in which he excelled. And, that was fucking. He could hold off on his orgasm until he was certain that I was about to have mine. Then, we would both erupt simultaneously. So, you could say that I was spoiled insofar as sex matters went. When he died, I was suddenly left without any source of sexual pleasure except for my hair brush – which I used as a dildo – and my fingers. And, it wasn't too many years later when I went through my menopausal period. I knew that meant no more pregnancies so fucking suddenly became free. I could enjoy all of the cock I wanted without any worries. Oh, there were times when I rather openly threw myself at some male acquaintances only to have them refuse my advances. I don't recall who told me about this place, but the prospect of unlimited fucking was enough to pull me through the doors. You see, sweetie, I need a steady diet of cock meat in order to live and be fulfilled. I've known for years that I was a nymphomaniac and that has never bothered me. I haven't the slightest idea of what these people expect of me, but, so long as I can get a steady diet of fucking, I'm satisfied. In other words, just like last night, I will do whatever it is they want in order to be allowed to remain here in this house. I would even go out and dry fuck the nearest lamp pole if they told me to. What about you? Why did you come to the house?" 

"In some ways our reasons for coming to the House of Lights were identical, but I took a different road to get here. For all practical purposes, I was a virgin until I was over forty years old. I wasn't a true virgin because my uncle had broken my hymen many years before. Of all things, I was a minor accountant in an office and I used to sit there day after day and listen to the other women talk about their sexual adventures. One day, one of them mentioned what she called a, 'glory hole'. It was one of the lady's rooms in the opera house. She made it sound so ....well... attractive that, on the spur of the moment thought, I decided to give it a try. Georgy, can you imagine a forty-nine year old woman who had never been fucked sitting in a lavatory with her skirt up and her pants down waiting for what- she didn't really know? Well, that was me, but, when the very first cock came through a hole in the wall, I knew that I was where I was meant to be. All of a sudden it hit me, literally. That first cock actually touched my face before I was even aware that it was there! I knew – I really and truly knew that I had always been destined to be a whore! Well, that's what actually decided me to come to the house. One day, another whore who had also been using that glory hole gave me a real tongue –lashing and, as a parting shot, told me that, if I wanted to learn my business, I should come here. I knew when that first Magda stood up and she was naked, that I was in the right place at last. Nothing that has happened since I decided to move in here has done anything to make me waver from that first impression. I am where I was always intended to be. Like you, I may be a nymphomaniac, but I don't really know. This I do know. I am a whore first and foremost and I will fuck any thing beast or human that these people ask me to fuck!

For several minutes, Georgy and I just sat upon our impaling implements and stared at one another. How long that would have lasted, I did not know, but our thoughts were interrupted by the unannounced entry of yet another Magda.

"I thought I might find the two of you in a position something like this. Comfy girls?"

"Not that it is any of your business, but, 'yes' we are comfy. You people have always told us that the daytime is our time so what is it that you want?"

"Don't be angry at me. I was just trying to engage in a little friendly chatter. I came looking for you both to tell you that there is to be a dance tonight and you are invited. Let one of us know your decision so that we can properly program the elevator. Any time before dinner will be okay."

I looked over at Georgy and she just winked at me so I answered for the two of us.

"We will both accept your gracious offer. What should we wear?"

The Magda began laughing at this. 

"Ladies, you are dressed for the dance at this very moment."

She was still chuckling as she left the room.

I looked over at Georgy and shrugged.

"Well, Messalina, you know that this may just possibly give us an opportunity to do some serious fucking....in broad daylight!"

"Oh, Georgy! Don't be ridiculous! It will be nighttime and very dark!"

"Sure, but we'll be able to see who is putting their cock into us and...think about it....we'll know for sure that they are HUMAN!"

That brought a wide grin to my face.  



The House of Lights Ch. 05



I was nervously pacing up and down in my little room and all the time I was thinking, "For heaven's sake, shape up Abigail. This is not the first dance you have ever attended so get a grip on yourself."

"Yeah, but it is the first one that I ever went to without a stitch of clothing to cover my nakedness! And, it is the very first one that I ever went to when I knew that I would be fucked at some time during the festivities. And, don't call me, 'Abigail'! That female is dead and buried. I am Messalina, a Roman whore who can fuck an entire army if I must."

Just then, the elevator door opened and I heard the tiny ding of its bell. I knew that my ride for the evening had arrived. I went to the open elevator door, entered and rapidly descended to a lower floor. This, in and of itself, was unusual. Usually, my nightly assignment called for me to ascend to whatever level my dark room was on. When the elevator halted and the door opened once more, I was astounded. I was looking into a very large and brightly lighted ball room! In all the time that I had been at the house, I had never seen this room! And, as I stared around me, I saw that there were other things that were somewhat unusual. There was a bar with a bar tender and grouped about this bar were several human males. My head for numbers quickly told me that there were six men and my heart gave a jump when I concluded that they were all for me! Just then, the elevator dinged again and the door slid open. I turned and there stood Georgy. Once more, my aptitude for numbers resulted in a quick computation and I knew that I was to be accorded only three men for the night.

Georgy looked at me and she must have come to the same conclusions as I for she mouthed the words, 'A threesome? Graduation?"

Then I recalled the opening discussion with that first Magda in which she had told me that, when I was ready for graduation, my final test would be in a threesome! Evidently Georgy had been more attuned to this possibility than I. I merely looked back at her and shrugged. Then, with a somewhat brusque move, she brushed by me and headed straight for the bar and the men! I followed her and we got nearly half-way across the floor before we were intercepted by the men. By that time, my breath was coming in short gasps for here- suddenly- I was facing men with their bare cocks swinging to and fro as they walked towards me. It had been over thirty years since I had seen the man-cock combination and I was aghast with the excitement this sight occasioned in my brain and belly.

"Care to dance?"

It was only then that I realized that there was soft music playing in the background. For an instant, I was thunderstruck! Then I recovered my senses, nodded yes and held out my arms. His bare arms and equally bare body seemed to engulf me and I was extraordinarily aware of that bare cock pressing against my belly. I had always enjoyed dancing, but this was the greatest experience of all time: Two naked people holding each other tightly and moving as one in time with the music. The dance ended all too soon and, for just an instant, I was disappointed. Then a second male swept me up into his arms and we were soon gliding about the floor. I had lost sight of Georgy and, frankly, I was having too much enjoyment to give a damn where she was. In just a few minutes, my second beau was replaced by yet another. We whirled around the floor for several minutes and then he let me know what the purpose of this dancing was. He leaned even closer to me and whispered into my ear,

"I need a cunt!"

Just for an instant, I was suddenly brought back to reality! I leaned back and looked up at him! I was just about to ask him just what kind of girl he thought I was when I abruptly remembered just what it was that I was here to do. I laughed and said to him,

"I just happen to have a cunt! Shall we put it to a good use?"

He nodded and asked me, "Do you know the cow-girl position?"

I nodded and he took me by the hand and led me across the floor to a small couch that I had not noticed before. He didn't hesitate for a second. He just lay down upon his back and, using his hand, held his cock erect so that I could mount it. I looked at his cock with great interest. It was larger than I, at first glance, had noticed. I was suddenly engulfed with my sexual desire so I reached out, took hold of that mighty weapon and began a soft up-and-down caressing of it. 

"Holy Cow! That feels wonderful!"

For an instant, I was tempted to suck it deeply into my mouth and throat. He must have recognized my intent for he reached up and took hold of my head. Slowly and gently, he pulled me up and over him until I was positioned just above that enormous head. I knew what he wanted so I allowed him to push me down until his cock-head was just barely between my cunt lips. Then, with a huge sigh, I slid myself down onto that magnificent rod of fleshy delight!

There is nothing I can say to describe the exquisite pleasure that I felt as his cock was engulfed by my cunt. This was something that I had been yearning for and seeking for a very long time. I felt the opening pangs of my first orgasm begin to excite my belly! Still, I held myself in reserve for I didn't want this to end too soon. I could feel his pubic hair brushing against my mound and clit as I hunkered down even further on that great rod. Then I slowly drew myself up and let his cock slide part-way out of my cunt. I stopped before the head of his cock cleared my cunt opening, hesitated, and then dropped sharply back down upon his rampant cock. It burst into my cunt like a battering ram and I was thrilled beyond measure. I could no longer hold myself in check and I began a frantic up-and-down fucking of his cock. He let me continue in this fashion for a moment or two, but then he suddenly stopped my movement and held me suspended just above his cock. I looked at him in a startled manner. 

"Why are....?"

Just then, I knew. Another head appeared at my side and I heard that same request,

"I need a cunt!"

Without thinking, I reacted by saying, "My cunt is busy, but I have an ass! Use that if you want!"

His response was simple and direct. I felt the head of his cock pressing against the center of my puckered hole and, in no time at all, it was in me up to my sphincter! I screamed at him, 

"If you are going to fuck my ass, then see to it! I am too busy with your friend here to wait for you. Push your cock into me. Push it in deep!"

I heard him grunt and that cock shot past my sphincter and several inches into my ass! These two fuckers would never know just how wonderful they were making me feel. I was stuffed in both holes and both cocks were exceptionally deep in my belly!

"Now boys, there should be no need for me to tell you, but get your damn rhythms together! Now, FUCK ME!"

They were expert at this double penetration fucking for they timed their individual strokes so that one was going in when one was coming out. I was on a cloud somewhere in sex heaven.

"Oh Lordy! Abigail, look what you have been missing all of your screwed up life! It took Messalina to show you the light!"

"I need a cunt!"

"What? What did you say?"

I looked up to see another man kneeling before my face.

"I said, I need a cunt!"

"Buddy, all of my holes are in use except for my mouth and if you.....gug!"

He had taken it upon himself to push his cock head in between my lips. It came as something of a surprise and I nearly choked on it. Then I was reminded of the glory hole and I began sucking on his cock. He put his hands upon my jaws and held my mouth open so that he could fuck my face! The situation was similar to the night-time exercise that Georgy and I had performed only this was a thousand times better and much more exciting. Real cocks in my mouth and ass and cunt! It was perfect! I was deeply enmeshed in nasty fucking and I was enjoying every minute of it! For an instant, I thought of Georgy and wondered if she were as fulfilled as I. My thoughts of her were interrupted by the sudden onset of my first orgasm. I had never thought it possible, but I was coming in each of my holes simultaneously! It was a volcanic explosion! My sight failed and I thought my head would leave my shoulders. I sank into a beautiful trance.

"Messalina! Messalina! Come now. Your transport is waiting!"

I looked up to see a Magda standing over me. For several minutes, I was totally at sea. The men were no where in sight and I was lying in a pool of semen.

"Wha...?"

"Come on. Get yourself under control. Here, use this to clean yourself." 

She handed me a damp towel and I wiped off the accumulated jism.

"Okay. There is a bus waiting for you and Georgina so no more dawdling around!"

By now I was totally confused. What bus was she talking about? The only bus I could think of was the one I used to ride to the house from work. She wasn't about to let me slide back into a welcoming sleep. Instead, she hustled me to the front door where Georgy stood obviously waiting on me. I looked at her and she merely shrugged in that universal signal that says, "I haven't the faintest idea!"

The Magda opened the door for us and sure enough, there stood a city bus. It was a shock for I recognized the driver as the one who would not let me board. He opened the door and beckoned for us to come on.

"Is this my bus?" 

"Tonight, it is. Get on board. We have quite a ways to go."

So, being the obedient types that we were, Georgy and I both climbed up into the bus and took our seats. The driver quickly shut the door and, without any more talking, he put the bus into motion. At the same time, he turned off the interior lights so we were traveling in a darkened vehicle. Both of us just sat there in silence- each of us wondering what new adventure we were embarking upon. This whole mess had been an abrupt and rather unpleasant change from the warm sex feelings I had just been sharing with the men. Now, I was headed...where?

We rode for what seemed to be endless miles before the driver suddenly turned the bus into a gate. We could tell that we were in some kind of maintenance yard for there were buses parked all over the lot. Our driver did not pull into what looked like the main yard. Instead he swung the bus into a parking space that was out quite a ways from all of the other busses. As soon as he killed the engine, he turned to us and said, 

"Our maintenance crew will be here in just a few minutes so be patient."

Since neither one of us had any idea of what was going on, we had no option but to sit there in silence. I stared out the window and watched the activity going on in the huge yard. Busses were parked everywhere and I could see crews scampering all over them. Obviously, they were getting these busses ready for the next day's runs. Without any warning, the door of our bus was thrown open and the weirdest crew of little men climbed up into the bus. Georgy took one look and then she shuddered.

"Messalina! Those men are gnomes! What in hell have we gotten ourselves into?" 

I could only shrug for I knew next to nothing about gnomes. There were more of them than I could count. Some began cleaning the bus. They had brushes and vacuums. Others went so far as to crawl up into the overhead baggage racks and about five of them came up to us. One of them said in a rather guttural tone, 

"You go up lay on front seats."

Once more, both of us were totally lost. Still, we slid out of our seats and went to the front of the bus. We hadn't noticed, but, somehow, these little workers had put down the back of the seat and there was a tidy little bed for each of us. It soon became obvious that it was not a case of us deciding what we were going to do. The little men grabbed our arms and nearly threw us onto the bed-seats. There was no way we could hide our private parts since we were both still naked from our, 'dance'. 

Georgy and I were lying on the very front seats so we had front row seats at the next thing these little guys were attempting to do. Four of them were trying to get some sort of machine-like contraption up and into the bus. The contraption was easily as large as they so it was a difficult thing for them to handle. I had to hold my hands over my mouth to keep from laughing at their problems. Finally, they managed to get that contraption up and into the aisle next to us. Whatever kind of machine it was, it looked like a mechanical octopus. Hoses went in all directions.

These masochistic little bastards immediately spread our legs and inserted two round metal pipe-like things into our cunts and asses. These pipes were not nearly as large as the two poles we had sat upon two nights before, but they were just as cold. And, what frightened me was the fact that each one was attached to one of the hoses that led to the machine. The leader gave signal to one of the others and we were suddenly subjected to a suctioning of our cunts and asses. It wasn't totally unpleasant, but it was certainly a different sensation.

When our insides finally met the leader's standard, he gave another signal and the suction motors stopped. Each hose was disconnected and then reconnected to another outlet. The tube-like accessories were replaced by things that looked completely solid. These, in turn, were once more shoved back into our cunts and asses. This time, when the machine was restarted, we were subjected to a pulsating pummeling of our insides. It was like a set of gentle pushes but it was not pleasant. This went on for a very long time – until I was about to scream at these little masochists to turn the son-of-a-bitch off! Somebody in authority must have sensed my discomfort for the machine abruptly stopped. The hoses were withdrawn and we were allowed a few minutes respite.

Then, we were crudely and forcefully rolled over onto our bellies. I felt a cold liquid being spread over my back. It smelled like alcohol. This was followed by a sharp pricking of my skin and, in just a few minutes, I knew that I had lost all feeling below my waist. My legs felt like two huge steel bars. I could neither lift them nor move them! Once more, I was just about to cry out when a different set of the little men came on board the bus and these people were carrying stretchers.

One of them, a little guy in a white coat came over to me and injected something into my arm.

Somehow, they maneuvered each one of us onto a stretcher and then down the steps of the bus. By this time, I was so drowsy that I couldn't have even told you my name. An ambulance was waiting for us and, after being loaded into it, we sped off into the night.

The sharp odor of smelling salts assailed my nose and brought most of my senses back to the present. The first shock came when I realized that I was not in a bus maintenance yard. I was lying on an extended seat in a kind of limousine and some yahoo in a dark coat was pulling on my arms in a stupid attempt to get me to get up. I sort of rolled over and, before I knew it, I was standing outside of the limo. It was a bizarre situation. It was the darkest part of the night and here I stood – stark naked – in the midst of a mountain range! The driver turned me so that I faced a huge door. In fact, it was a door made up of two halves each one larger than any I had ever seen. I glanced quickly up at the sky and was again not only surprised but frightened for I saw, towering over me, a castle! It looked like something out of a Hollywood movie about knights and damsels in distress. Only, I had the scariest feeling that I was the damsel in distress. Abruptly, a much smaller door was opened and a light shone forth. I could make out the figures of other people standing just inside the door way. The driver walked, pulled and shoved me towards this smaller entrance and believe me, I was only too eager to get inside. Frankly, I had goose bumps all over my exposed body. There was a welcome feeling of warmth once I was inside and I was almost overjoyed when I spotted Georgy waiting for me.

A very strange looking female stepped up to me and said, 

"Welcome to the master's castle. If you will follow me, I'll show you to your quarters."

She turned and started off across an immense foyer towards a staircase that spiraled up almost out of view. The resemblance to a Hollywood set was unmistakable. Georgy was right beside me so I said, in a low voice, 

"That woman isn't wearing any shoes yet she sounds like she's doing a tap dance."

"Silly. Her feet end in hooves!"

I gulped at this and I immediately began to wonder at just what kind of mess I had gotten into. Georgy's remark forced me to take a harder look at our guide. Indeed, her feet ended in tiny goat-like hooves! Her skin was a light crimson shade and it was criss-crossed by black stripes. There was not a sign of any hair upon her body anywhere. My first look at her face had been so quick that I hadn't had enough time to note her facial features. Whatever she was, she wasn't human! She led us up the stair case and along a huge, expensively decorated hallway.

"This will be your rooms."

She had opened another o f those huge oaken doors and was gesturing for us to enter. Georgy and I walked to the center of the room, turned and faced this creature. Before we could voice any of our questions, she began speaking,

"I know that you have a million questions you want to ask, but I beg of you to be patient for just a little while longer. First, yes I am the Assistant Head Mistress of this castle and I am not one of your kind. During your stay here, you shall see and be seen by a number of creatures of species starkly different from you earth beings. Do not be frightened. The master does not allow beings of one species to harm a being of another species. I am not at liberty to speak to what your responsibilities will be while you are here. The Head Mistress is temporarily absent from the castle, but she is expected to return on the morrow. Please, go to bed and get all of the rest you can. We know that you have undergone a very strenuous series of happenings so you must be terribly tired. I can, however, answer your more basic questions."

Georgy was the first to speak, "What about clothing?"

"You are properly dressed as you stand here. None of the species represented here wear any form of bodily adornment. In other words, we are all in our native dress as you see us and you will be expected to present yourselves in your native guise."

Then, I spoke, "This place seems to be unusually warm. How is it heated?" 

"Since we all are as you earthlings would say it, naked, we require that the castle be maintained at a very high degree of warmth. The castle draws its' heat form the earth. I believe, I've never seen it, but I have been told that there is a huge opening below the castle that allows heat from the center of your planet to rise up to the castle."

Georgy promptly gasped and nearly choked!

"Anything else I can do for you tonight? As I said, the Head Mistress is expected to return tomorrow."

With that, she left us. Both Georgy and I just stood there staring at one another completely dumbfounded.

"Georgy, why did you choke when she said the heat came up to the castle from below?"

"Messalina, old girl haven't you ever been to church?"

"Sure, but what's that got to do with all this?"

"Honey, didn't you ever read the Bible?" I nodded. "Well, somewhere in the Bible it describes what happened after the battle between God and Satan. I think its' in the Book of Revelations, but I wouldn't want to bet the ranch on that. Anyway, after that battle, Satan was imprisoned in a bottomless pit. From what I've seen and heard tonight, I am pretty sure this castle sits right on top of that pit!"

I stared at her in wild disbelief.

"In other words, baby, you and I have become minions of the devil!"




The House of Lights Ch. 05



I gasped! I couldn't believe what Georgy had just said! And trance-like, I moved towards the bed. I recall falling face downward onto the bed and that was the end of the day for me.

The sun was brightly shining through the windows of our room when I woke up. The same goat-like female of the night before was standing by our bedside and she had a companion who looked exactly like her. This second female opened the discussion.

"Good morning. I hope you slept well?' I nodded. "I am the Head mistress of this castle. Some time ago, someone joking called me, 'Number one' and that name has stuck to me ever since. You met my Assistant Head Mistress last night and, appropriately, she is known as, 'Number Two'. I know that you are unaware of the many things that have been done to you and for you so I shall attempt to answer some of your questions.

This castle belongs to the master and it is divided into two halves: the above ground establishment and the below ground establishment. Obviously, I am in charge of the above ground establishment. Before you ask, I should tell you that I have never seen the portion of the castle that is below ground. I have, from time-to-time, heard rumors and gossip, but I truly do not know what goes on below this part of the castle. 

You are already familiar with the condition under which we work and that is that our staff is made up of many different types of beings. None of us wear any form of outer clothing so we expect you to do the same. Do not be angered if, when you address one of our staff, they do not answer you. Number Two and I are among the very few who have been able to master your earthly language so most of the staff will not understand you nor be able to speak to you in return.

Now, as far as what was done to you, all I can tell you is that our surgeons have modified your inner structure so that you might better perform your duties here. They have subjected you to what they call, 'A major hysterectomy'. They have removed numerous organs that are no longer of any use to you and they have rearranged your remaining organs so as to provide more space within your body. Your sexual organs have been modified so that they are now longer and wider. In addition, numerous nerve endings have been grouped in nodules along the walls of these organs. I have been told that you now have numerous clitoruses – what ever that means. Our kind does not have such an appendix."

Georgy broke into the speech of Number One and said, "In other words, you and your people have made each of us into perfect sex machines!"

"Yes, I suppose you could describe these operations in those terms."

I broke in to ask, "WHY?"

"These actions all relate to the functions we expect that you will perform here."

I was getting a little angry at all of this cold-blooded discussion of how I had been modified and I could see that Georgy was also reaching her boiling point so I asked, "And, just what are these functions that were are to perform?"

"The section of the castle that is below ground is hewn out of solid rock and they are constantly required to increase its size. To do this, certain beings were imported from another world. We call them, 'the cave creatures'. You must understand, they do not communicate with anyone other than their handlers so I have no idea of what they look like or sound like. They live, permanently, in a state of darkness. I understand that they cannot survive any exposure to sunlight. Part of your training has been to make you proficient at performing in the dark!"

I immediately glanced at Georgy and I saw that she had come to the same conclusion as I. From the very first day at the House of Lights, we had been destined for this! Now all of the things we had done and had done to us in the dark were to prepare us for this! I got an immediate sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Somehow, I felt as though I was lower than the lowest slut! Number one was still going on about the creatures who lived in the dark and who liked to fuck human females so, as my attention was drawn back to her, I heard her say: 

"What they do and how they do it is a mystery, but, somehow, they are able to excavate great stretches of solid rock! Aside from this capability, they also possess an unmitigated need for what you earth people call, 'sex'. This need is even carried further for they highly prize sex with you human females. We have tried offering them females of other species only to have them rejected. And, just any earth female won't fill the bill. These cave creatures have a ravenous appetite for sex with you so the capability of an ordinary female is soon exhausted. Either the earth females go mad in the ever-present darkness or the cave creatures – what do you call it –oh yes – they fuck them to death!"

Georgy was about to explode. "So, you have been condemning a constant stream of females to certain death or madness in order to placate these creatures. Doesn't it cause you to stop and think of the females you have executed in the name of creature sex?"

"No. You see, we lose so many of those who are sent here that a few more are of no concern. Those who simply lose their sanity are relegated to the underground portion of the castle. However, it was thought that we might obtain better subjects for this duty. Schools were set up in various countries in order to screen out unlikely candidates. You are graduates of just such a school and we are hoping for some real success with you and those who are scheduled to arrive soon."

Georgy and I both knew that she was referring to the other eight females in the academy back at the House of Lights. After these heartless females had gone, Georgy looked at me and voiced what we both were thinking.

"We are relegated to being whores for these cave-digging creatures!"



The House of Lights Ch. 06



"You may be pleased to know that your time with our cave creatures has come at last. Our medical people have declared you ready for duty – as it were. Do you have any questions at this time?"

This was Number One speaking to us and giving us what she thought would be good news. I could tell by Georgy's expression that she felt the same as I did. Neither one of us was particularly happy over what this announcement meant.

"Messalina, let me introduce Boak. He is an ogre and he will escort you to and from the rooms of the cave creatures. If you don't have any questions, then I suggest that it is time for you to proceed."

This Boak character looked like a walking mountain. He was easily eight or nine feet tall and must have weighed 400 pounds. His chest, arms and legs all looked as though they had been carved out of rock. His upper arms were bigger than my thighs and his thighs – well, it is sufficient to say that they were really huge. His hands were the size of small boulders and I wondered at the size of the cock that was hidden by his short kilt-like garment. There was no doubt in my mind that, if he took a desire to fuck me, there would be nothing I could do about it.

I looked across at Georgy and she just shrugged. I knew that she was telling me that neither one of us had any choice so we might as well make the best of it.

Okay, Boak. Let's go!"

I didn't know if this monster of a man could speak or not and he didn't give me any hints as he merely turned and led the way out of our rooms. I couldn't help myself so, as I was leaving, I turned and with a very weak smile on my face gave Georgy the, 'thumbs up'.

Boak and I walked completely across the ground floor of the castle before he stopped and, reaching out, opened a small door in the wall. From the size of the door and the size of Boak, I didn't think he would fit, but he did. There was a flight of stairs leading downward. My number training took charge and I began counting the steps as we went lower into the bowels of the castle. There were just eight steps in this flight, but, when Boak opened a second door, we were confronted by a very long flight of steps. I knew at once that we were going deep into the innards of the castle for these steps were cut from solid rock and there was one helluva lot of them. As we started downward, Boak shocked the hell out of me. With a sudden movement, one of his huge hands grabbed hold of my ass cheeks and a massive finger was thrust up into my ass! I was truly startled by this and,as I turned to ask him what the hell he was doing, he gave me the ugliest grin and said,

"Boak take hold little girl. Steps steep and sometimes wet. Boak hold on little girl."

I almost smacked him, but then I thought,

"Oh, what the hell. He's just trying to keep me from breaking my neck. I can take a little of his finger fucking while we work our way down these damn stairs."

So, the two of us began our descent into the very guts of the castle. As I had done before, I counted each step I took. At the bottom, I had counted 195 steps. Allowing about eight inches per step and including the eight steps at the top, I calculated that we were almost one hundred feet below the floor level of the castle. Boak and I were standing in a small area that faced another even smaller door. I knew that this was where Boak would have to leave me for there was no chance that he could get through this door. He removed his finger from my butt hole and, reaching around me, opened the door. 

"There door!" And he pointed into the room before us. " You open that door then close behind you. Cave creatures not come out here." I wanted to ask if there was any way in which I could contact him if I wanted to be let out, but I knew what the answer was beforehand so I kept my mouth shut. I had no more than stepped inside this first door when Boak slammed it shut! I took that to be the answer to my unspoken question. Boak would not help me in any way. This room was lighted by some kind of light that was recessed into the overhead so I could see clearly what awaited me. I moved over to the other door and, after having sighed deeply, I pulled on the handle. I was really surprised at how easily it swung open and how massive it was. I stood there for some time trying to work up enough courage to walk into the room beyond. I could not see any thing in this second room. My indecision was finally resolved by something weird. The darkness from within this second room actually began oozing out of the room and surrounding me. Whether I liked it or not, I was soon going to be in the dark. So, brazen hussy that I am, I stepped through the door into total darkness. I was startled when that massive door swung closed of its' own volition.

I stuck my arms out from my sides and felt for the walls. I couldn't feel any structure whatsoever. I had to move to one side by sliding my feet along on the floor. The floor was surprisingly warm and, as I touched the wall, I was pleased to discover that it, too, was warm. I thought to myself,

"At least, I won't be uncomfortable even though I am stark naked."

There is one thing I learned from my time in the house and that is, it is damned difficult to estimate the passage of time when you are alone and standing in total darkness. So, I don't know how long I stood there before I began to sense another being in the room with me!

I tried speaking to whatever or whoever it was, but there were no return sounds. Suddenly, I felt the lightest of touches on my let tit. It felt as if I had brushed up against a spider's web. I sucked in my breath as this web-touch proceeded to investigate every inch of my body. By the time it was satisfied, I was so aroused I thought I might climax right there and then. I started to move my arm and I discovered that I had been totally covered with some kind of coating! It was a very thin coating but I could not break it apart and, when I ran my hand over my chest, I found that it was actually some kind of furry covering. I discovered that neither my tits nor my nipples were covered and, as my searching hand brushed over them, my arousal jumped several levels. Another quick investigation and I discovered that neither my cunt nor my ass were covered in this fashion. I knew what this portended and, in just a few minutes or so, I was not disappointed. I felt something grasping my buttocks and pulling them open. As soon as they were sufficiently parted, something was forced up against my butt-hole. It wasn't a cock. That much I knew, but just what it was I had no idea. I soon found out for, I soon began sensing a flow of air into my ass! Someone or something was blowing its' breath up into my bowels! It felt like one of Scylla's enemas only this was much gentler. I placed both hands upon my belly and I knew at once that it was swelling as more and more of this breath was blown into me. Abruptly, I felt first one foot and then the other leave the floor! I was being filled like a balloon and now I was floating! 

The breathing into my guts stopped and, for a second I hung suspended - completely off the floor! Then, a slight nudge in my back and I was rotated until I was facing downwards! It was because of the presence of gravity, that I could tell in which direction I was facing. I had been so preoccupied with the state of my belly that I had not paid any attention to other portions of my body. Now that I was facing downwards, I suddenly realized that my belly wasn't the only thing that had been grossly enlarged. My tits hung down from my chest like two very large melons and my nipples were the largest I had ever felt. Not only were my nipples huge, but they were sensitive as well. A caress or two and I nearly climaxed!

Once more, the mouth or machine was reattached to my butt hole and the blowing resumed. This time, the effects of this were decidedly different from those of before. Without any effort on my part, both of my arms began to extend out to my side. They weren't getting any larger. They were merely extending out horizontally putting me into a downward-facing crucifixion position. As my arms began this shifting in their positions, my legs began moving, too. My legs were spreading wider and wider until I thought they must surely begin tearing my crotch area apart! There was some discomfort, but not nearly as much as I might have expected. When the blowing stopped for the second time, I was spread like a sky-diver. My body was in the form of a huge, 'H' with my torso providing the cross-piece and my spread arms and my splayed open legs forming the sides of the, 'H'. Strangely enough, I did not feel any physical pain or discomfort.

Then, my attackers began playing with me. A gentle nudge on the soul of my foot and I went into a head-down glide. A similar nudge on one of my hands and I rolled as if I were inside a huge barrel. Evidently this satisfied these creatures for they brought me back to a face-up, horizontal position. There was absolutely no chance of denying them access to my ass or cunt. Both of my portals were readily available. In just a few seconds, I felt the head of a cock pushing against my cunt lips! I braced for the pain that I was certain was coming, but it entered me without any difficulty whatsoever. Then, my torture began. Or, should I say it was my pleasure that began? At that particular point, I wasn't certain what I was about to receive, but soon, there was no doubt left in my mind.

As that cock began its' passage up into my cuntal channel, I began climaxing. Soon, I was floating in a sea of orgasms. I briefly recalled something that Number One had said about installing numerous nerve nodules in our cunts and asses and now I was reaping the results of this major modification. Each of my orgasms followed closely upon the heels of the preceding orgasm. As that cock passed each newly installed nodule, it triggered yet another orgasm. I lay there in the air with both arms straight out from sides and my legs in the form of a dancer's split convulsing as each climax roared through me. The realignment of my sexual sense system resulted in something else. Whereas before, my orgasms had been, more or less, restricted to my belly, guts and thighs, now they triggered responses from every part of my nervous system. And, they never seemed to stop! I stared up into the direction that I thought the ceiling was and began laughing. This was a major fucking and there was no doubt about that. But, these creatures were not through with me. Without any warning, I felt another cock begin the penetration of my ass! Was this a second assailant or were these creatures equipped with two cocks? It didn't matter to me at that time. Imagine the sensation caused by the doubling of your orgasms and you will have some idea of what I was feeling. I couldn't stand that for very long. I lost contact with any sense of reality.

When I next became aware of where I was, I was choking because a very large cock – at least I surmised that it was a cock – had been forced into my mouth and down my throat. And it was ejaculating! In my past experiences, I had tasted enough jism to know what it was like. This, however, was definitely a different flow. I felt the flow moving downward until I was certain that it was filling my stomach. Then it hit me! They are feeding me! Their form of jism must have some form of high-energy food quality for my energy seemed to increase immediately and I was once more wide awake.

How these things knew what my state was, I don't know, but they started in fucking me even while that feeding cock was still in my throat! The two cocks that were currently installed within my body began a queer pulsing motion. This motion seemed to result in a cock brushing against the entire family of clits in both my cunt and my ass. Orgasms which had lain relatively dormant immediately came to life and once more I was afloat in a sea of orgasms. For a nymphomaniac such as I, it was heaven. I surrendered all of my intelligence and earthly awareness and gave myself over to nothing but my animal senses. Like the first fucking session, this session continued until I once more passed out. 

The routine became: rouse the cunt, feed her and then fuck the very daylights out of her. It was a glorious time and I was in a sexual heaven.

Finally, there came a time when I regained my senses and found myself on the floor of the little anti-room. Boak was gently shaking my shoulders. 

"Little girl! Wake up! Time go back upstairs."

I shook the cobwebs out of from behind my eyes and smiled up at him. If I was never to be permitted another experience such as I had just undergone, so be it, but I knew that I had spent time in a sexual heaven. When he saw that I was awake, Boak helped me up to my feet. I found it very difficult to stand and even more difficult to walk. It seemed as though I was constantly about to fall over onto my face. At first, I thought it was a natural reaction to all of the fucking I had experienced, but then I looked down at my lower extremities and I very nearly did fall over onto the floor.

My feet were solidly planted on the floor, but they were further apart than my shoulders! And, my legs didn't slant downward to my feet! Strangely enough, my legs went straight downward! I raised my gaze up to where my thighs once met my torso to find that the space between my thighs was now at least a foot wide! Boak must have anticipated my questions for he suddenly reached under my ass and laid the palm of his huge hand flat upon what was now my vaginal plateau!

"Wha... What have they done to me?"

"Cave people make big."

"But, why?"

"Now, when Number one send you to pit, big demon make fuck with you!"

There wasn't anything I could bring myself to say to this. Perhaps unintentionally, Boak had given me some insight into my future. Or, was it intentional? I wondered.

"Come. We go."

As he said this, Boak exerted a slight upward pressure on the hand lying on my newly formed vaginal plateau and we started up that long stretch of steps. On the very first step, I discovered that I needed Boak's hand not only to hold me steady, but to assist me in climbing up the stairs as well. Even with his assistance, I had to stop a number of times and rest. Waddling up the stairs was not easy and it took all of my strength to accomplish it. During one of my rest periods, a devilish thought occurred to me and, just as soon as we restarted our journey, I put it into action. I reached over, slid my hand under his kilt-like covering and gripped his cock. Or, I should say that I tried to grip it. That fuck monster was as big around as a loaf of salami! This unexpected action on my part brought Boak to a stop so I used this to my advantage and I reached over with both my hands and took hold of his cock. It took the fingers on both my hands to completely surround his cock! And, by moving my hands hand-over-hand, I was able to estimate its' length at something over a foot long! The very prospect of that thing being shoved up inside my cunt brought shudders to my belly. Then, it occurred to me that, in describing the reason for my physical enlargement, Boak had intimated that there were demons that were even larger than him!

"My GOD! They must be elephants!"

Eventually, we reached the very top of the steps and we were once more on the main floor of the castle. I expected wisecracks and snickering from any of the people we might meet, but that didn't happen. In fact, there were a large number of various people standing around as we exited from the lair of the cave people. By now, I had mastered walking to some degree. I couldn't stride because of the space between my legs and feet. Instead, I waddled like a very old woman. At first, I glared at the faces turned towards me. I was daring them to make even the slightest derisive joke or gesture, but they didn't. In fact, their actions were just the opposite. Many that I passed smiled broadly at me and some even applauded! Boak supplied the explanation.

"Not usual girl come out cave alive! Usually, Boak carry or she screaming! You special!"

This made me feel really good. I had never considered that being able to fuck whatever or whoever lived in that damn cave and come out alive to be a praiseworthy accomplishment, but evidently these creatures did.

"How long was I in that cave?"

"You with cave creatures three days and three nights!"

So I acted the part of a conquering hero and smiled and even waved to the crowd. Still, it was a relief to finally reach our bedroom and see dear old Georgy on her back in her bed.

"What in hell took you so long? I've been back for almost an hour."

I made as if I were going to hit her and we both began laughing. The relief that we both were experiencing at having completed our first visit to the cave creatures made us giddy. I was laughing and I had not yet fallen onto my bed when I got the surprise of my life. I suddenly knew what my genital region looked like for I could clearly see Georgy's. She was unable to close her legs so I was looking directly into her cunt. And, my gaze was directly INTO her cunt! Her cunt lips no longer sealed her cunt! Instead, there was a direct opening into her very insides!

"Now that you've had your view, you might as well see it all."

As Georgy said this, she rolled over onto her stomach and provided me with a view of what had been her puckered hole. It was no longer in that state! Just as her cunt was wide open, so was her ass hole! I looked into a dark hole that went far up inside of her. I choked for I knew that I was in the exact same state.

"Okay, Baby. Now its' my turn. Lay down and show yourself to me! I want to see what I look like, too!"

All of a sudden, I felt self-conscious. Heaven only knows that I had been stared at many, many times before, but the sudden prospect of displaying these abnormalities of my body embarrassed the hell out of me. I knew that, because of our friendship I had to comply with her wishes, but something made me hesitate. 

"Come on, damn it! I've seen your cunt and ass before. Now show me what they have done to us!"

That statement galvanized me into action and in one swift movement I spread myself upon my bed so that she could view my new attributes. As she stared at my holes, I told her, 

"Boak tells me that when we are finally sent to the pit, that we will be expected to fuck demons that are even bigger in the fuck-flesh department than he is! And, I can tell you from first hand experience that he is gigantic!"

This brought a pregnant silence to the room. Then, I couldn't help myself. I began smiling at Georgy and then my smile developed into a chuckle which exploded into raucous laughter. Georgy was laughing right along with me. Finally, our glee died and we were, once more, looking at one another. My smile had not disappeared and Georgy said,

"Hey, what have you got to smile about?"

"Georgy, baby, I was just thinking. If this is hell for two nymphos such as we; then what is heaven like?" 

Once more, our laughter roared.