PENA'S STORY: Part 21: Trudy becomes a full member

Trudy Bishop had been performing cosmetic circumcisions for the Society for the past 30 years. She had performed my own circumcision and I often part my labia in front of a mirror and admire the smooth slightly raised pair of lines that are all that remain of my inner labia.

Trudy's partner Rita had retired to the US a few months before and would not return. Two young but highly skilled American female cosmetic surgeons had now taken over and Trudy had retired. She decided to spend the remainder of her life here in the Philippines. She had a tiny apartment not far from my town home and had invited me over for a meal. I arrived just before noon. Trudy was wearing a loose dress with a flower motif. I discovered she was a vegetarian and we sat down to a delicious lunch of salad and hummus with crisp flatbread that Trudy proudly told me she had baked herself. She served a delicious white wine that perfectly complemented the food.

We sat together on her tiny sofa after the meal and reminisced. After a few minutes her hand reached out and brushed my cheek. Our eyes met and I knew Trudy had intended to seduce me. I cast my mind back to the time she had lingered in her examination of my genitals and my willing acceptance of her touch. I made up my mind not to resist and allowed myself to relax as Trudy's fingers sought out and caressed my facial erogenous zones. As usual I was nude under my dress which Trudy slowly lifted over my head. I watched as she unzipped her own dress. She unhooked her bra and for the first time in my life I gazed on the full soft breasts of a Western woman. Trudy took my hand and I allowed myself to be led to her bed. I just lay back and surrendered myself to her touch. It was so different from the way that Erin pleasured me. She began by stroking my breasts with a featherlight touch, teasing my nipples with her lips until I thought they would burst. Her fingers moved down and entered the wetness below, probing gently, stretching and sliding deeper as I surrendered myself to her ministrations with deep joy. Then her finger began to slowly circle my unhooded clitoris sending waves of intense pleasure spiraling through my whole body. At last she knelt between my spread thighs and began to lap the juices that were now flowing profusely. A slippery finger sought out my anus and I relaxed the muscles as it slowly entered, bringing yet another dimension to our intimacy.

It was time to pleasure Trudy. I flipped her on her back and covered her breasts with soft nibble-like kisses before slowly making my way down her belly to the valley between her thighs. I breathed deeply and appreciated her natural scent. Her labia were crowned with a mass of curly hairs which were saturated in her love juices. It was my first time with a Western woman and I opened my mind to accept and enjoy what lay ahead. Her juices were sweet and tangy but totally unlike anything I had tasted previously. I quickly found myself really enjoying the textures and flavors under my tongue and delved deeper. I had not seen the result of Rita’s surgery and ran my tongue along the neat scarline and around her prominent clitoris. She stroked my hair and whispered words of encouragement as I lapped at her sacred portal. After quite a long time her body began to move in a series of rhythmic waves as she achieved an orgasm. We lay side by side and entered a long sensual kiss. I could taste the musky perfume of my own juices still in Trudy's mouth as we lay at peace together. We showered and dried each other with fresh-smelling towels. All too soon it was time for me to leave. As I made my way home I knew I would be seeing a lot more of Trudy in the future. We knew we could not become lovers but we both wanted to forge a strong bond of friendship that did not totally exclude an occasional moment of intimacy.

A few weeks later Trudy met me in the Office for a chat. She asked me if there was anything she could do for the Society. I informed her that she could become a full member simply by completing her training under my mentorship. I reminded her that some of the tasks she had to perform might be unpleasant or uncomfortable but at least she would not need to undergo another circumcision. Trudy happily agreed and we set a date for the start of her training.

Trudy begins her training.

I rose early and stood under the shower for about a minute as I summoned up enough courage to push the lever to cold. I forced myself to stand quietly for three slow gasping breaths before gratefully slamming the valve closed. I towelled myself dry, sat on the edge of my bed and spread my thighs wide. I applied a single drop of Musk onto the center of a strip of cotton cloth which I mindfully tucked within my labia. I lay back on my bed and focused on the warm feeling that slowly spread upwards to my clitoris. I was ready!

I met Trudy at the society's office an hour later and we sat down together while I went over the basics. When I mentioned the removal of pubic hair, Trudy gave me a sheepish look. She told me she knew all members had their pubic hair removed and so after we had parted the previous day, she had gone to the cosmetic clinic run by the two American girls who do our surgery; she told Sally that she wanted to be totally hairless and lay back on the table. Sally trimmed Trudy's bush and applied sugar paste. It was painful but Trudy had remained motionless until it was all over. Afterwards, Trudy realized she should perhaps have asked me first but I praised her initiative and sincerely meant it. I recalled my own experience with hot wax many years earlier and sympathized with Trudy.

We headed downstairs and paused in front of the green door. I whispered “trust me Trudy” and she nodded. I had already picked up the golden key and revelled in the cold sensation as I allowed it to slowly slip between my breasts on its cord. I unlocked the green door and we entered into the darkness together. Trudy breathed deeply as I guided her to the center of the chamber. I slowly slipped my dress off over my head and inhaled too, allowing the wonderful smell of Musk to pervade my entire being. Within seconds I felt my nipples tingling and hardening. I circled them with my fingertips three times and felt the beginnings of wetness forming between my thighs. I stood behind Trudy and stroked her hair. I whispered “relax!” and slowly raised her arms over her head. Trudy relaxed against my naked body and her dress gently contacted my nipples, evoking an intense wave of pleasure within my body. I slipped both her hands into the soft leather loop and pulled the loose ends around her wrists.

I focussed my thoughts and began the chant that would induce a state of peace and calm within the chamber. I reached up and slowly unbuttoned Trudy's brightly patterned dress. She sighed as I removed the dress and placed it in the basket at my feet. I had previously asked Trudy to remove her bra; it is difficult to remove this item when the wearer's hands are secured firmly. I gently and slowly ran my hands down Trudy's back starting at her shoulders and encountered nothing but soft warm flesh. Trudy had removed her panties too and my fingers lingered over her soft full bottom before descending to the floor and up the front of Trudy's legs. My hands reached the top of her legs and I reluctantly moved upwards until my thumbs made contact with Trudy's heavy breasts. Trudy's breathing deepened as I slowly circled inwards and around each breast. Soon I encountered her erect nipples which I circled three times with my thumb.

I tapped the concealed floor switch with my toe and the lights slowly brightened. Trudy was far away in a pleasant far-off land and her eyes remained closed as I released her hands and gently placed her on the couch. I donned a white robe and slowly stroked Trudy's hair. She yawned and opened her eyes. She smiled as she recognized me and I motioned her to stand and place her hands on her head. I looked in appreciation as Trudy's breasts lifted as she raised her arms. Her pubic area was smooth and the moisture oozing from within her labia was collecting in droplets. Trudy's eyes were fixed on my body too. I gently pressed on Trudy's shoulders and she knelt before me and placed her hands behind her back. I leaned forward until my mound was almost touching her face. She breathed deeply inhaling the musky perfume within. Trudy's tongue slowly entered the wet chamber between my labia and her tongue drew circles around my clitoris as she lapped up my juices. I knew we had to move on and reluctantly edged Trudy's head away. She looked up at me and we gazed briefly into each others' eyes. We sat together on the couch and shared our feelings during the ritual.

I led Trudy into the adjacent room and told her she now had to pass a test. It was known as the Rite of Sacrament. She was to kneel before me and accept all of my juices without hesitation. Once it was over to my total satisfaction I would formally swear her in as a member. Trudy knelt and her lips pressed close to my outer labia as her tongue eagerly sought out the musky juices within. I slowly allowed my urine to flow and Trudy accepted every drop without a pause and the gentle lapping of her tongue continued until I reluctantly motioned her to stop. She stood and faced me. I smiled at her. She had passed!

We returned to the room with the green door. I handed Trudy a new white robe which she lovingly wrapped over her body. It was time to take Trudy through the Rite of Preparation that leads to the formal offer and acceptance of Membership.

The Society in its present form was developed in the late 16th century before Christianity had forced its puritanical moral values upon Filipino society. All males underwent a circumcision ritual as they approached puberty. Women who were in a position of power were also circumcised in an elaborate ritual. Unlike Islamic rituals that deny a woman pleasure by excising the clitoris, these women were circumcised in a similar manner to males; the prepuce surrounding the glans of the clitoris was removed which enhanced her ability to take an active role in the erotic rituals of the Court or the Temple. A novice priestess was mentored by her superior who ritually stimulated her genitals on a regular basis as she was prepared for her initiation. She was taken closer and closer to orgasm each time. On the day of her initiation she would lie back on a stone table and brought to complete orgasm before her clitoral hood was excised. Our Society continued the practice of ritual genital stimulation for initiates. During a new recruit's introduction to the full nature of the Initiation ritual she is brought to orgasm by her mentor. Naturally this induces a release of powerful hormones such as oxytocin. A candidate is always allowed time for this to dissipate so she has a clear mind to voluntarily sign her consent to undergo circumcision.

Of course Trudy had already undergone the circumcision part of the initiation several years before but did not receive the full induction ritual. We sat close together on the two-seater couch. I allowed my hand to slip inside Trudy's robe and sought out the dimple at the top of her well lubricated genitals. My finger slipped effortlessly within her labia and I began a slow gentle exploration of the entire area as I made my way slowly down to the the perineum and back up to the clitoris. Trudy leaned her head on my shoulder and sighed. It was not long before she reached a shuddering climax. I kept my hand in place as Trudy came down to earth and we sat quietly for about ten minutes.

I handed Trudy a paper bearing the text of her Oath of membership. She stood, discarded her robe and formally spoke the words: “I, Gertrude Angela Bishop, this day formally accept the rules, benefits and responsibilities as a member of the Society”. We hugged for a long time, allowing our bodies to make close contact as we reveled in each others' softness and warmth. Trudy signed her membership contract which identified her as a fully initiated member of the Society. We replaced our street clothes and returned to the busy outside world above.

part 22 to follow...
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