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"OK, now it's your turn. Are you ready?" Marianne asked, smiling wickedly.
"Oh God yes, I'm so hot at this point I'm ready to take on your entire membership," one at a time or all at once," I replied in a voice husky with passion and excitement.
"It will only take a few moments to reset the stage, so let's get you ready now. Surely Dianne's debut has gotten our members into the proper frame of mind to make this an experience to remember," Marianne said with a chuckle. I wondered what she meant by that but merely nodded my assent.
Opening a cabinet behind her, Marianne removed four black leather cuffs, sheepskin lined with stainless steel D rings fastened to their outer sides. Quickly buckling the cuffs around my wrists and ankles, she turned back to the cabinet and pulled out a heavy black strip of silk cloth about six inches wide and four feet long.
As she started to wrap the cloth over my eyes I protested mildly, "Is the blindfold really necessary. I'm a big girl now and, from what I've just seen, I have a good idea what's going to happen."
"Trust me my dear, there will be some surprises. Remember, Dianne's experience was rather limited because she is a novice. Ellen would never forgive me if we let you off that easy. But the main reason for the blindfold is not to keep you from seeing what's happening, rather it's to enhance your other senses, allowing you to more fully enjoy the whole experience. I read somewhere that the brain is your most powerfully erotic organ," Marianne explained then kissed me softly, sliding her tongue deep into my mouth while stroking my nipples with her palms.
As Marianne was explaining the reason for the blindfold, I noticed four men dressed in flowing black robes positioning several items about the stage. A large black circular cushion was placed at center stage near the footlights, while a narrow backless bench with a padded leather seat stood slightly to one side.
"Just relax and trust me dear; remember, you'll not be harmed in any way," Marianne reassured me with a lopsided smile, wrapping the black silk twice around my head and knotting it firmly at the back. Well, I thought, at least I'll be color coordinated anyway ... for a few moments at least.
After checking the blindfold carefully to insure it was correctly positioned, she took me by the elbow and led me from the observation room, murmuring "Show time!" With that she led me carefully onto the stage. When we reached what I judged to be center stage, Marianne halted and turned me slightly to, I assume, directly face the expectant audience.
I heard a mummer of approval rise from the group, causing me to smile nervously in what I assumed to be their direction. I could feel the warmth of the footlights on my legs so I knew we must be very close to the front of the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention," Marianne announced in a loud voice. "I'm proud to introduce Alex, a new and very special member to our group. She is an intimate friend of Ellen, whom I'm sure most of you remember from a few years ago, before she deserted us to return to 'the colonies'. Please make her welcome!"
The audience erupted in loud applause, along with some whistles and shouts. I'd like to think this was all for me but I suspect it was more in memory of Ellen, who seemed to have cut a pretty wide swath through southern England during her college years.
As the noise subsided I sensed, rather than heard, other people joining us on the stage. Of course I had no idea how many or of which gender. Not that it mattered to me at that moment; I was so highly aroused it wouldn't have mattered if the entire Coldstream Guard were waiting to ravish my flushed tingling body.
Marianne stepped behind me and slowly slid the zipper of my dress down as I felt a pair of hands softly touching my breasts; caressing them but not squeezing or pinching, just softly using their palms to caress my already engorged nipples. Oh God, Marianne was right; the sensations were far more intense without the distractions of visual stimuli. Marianne had pulled the zipper all the way down. I felt the cooler air on the bare skin of my back as the dress back parted slightly but for several seconds time seemed to stand still except for the stranger's hands moving lightly over my tingling nipples. Suddenly the hands were gone and with one swift motion, Marianne jerked my dress from my shoulders, allowing it to flutter to the floor. I heard a sharp intake of breath from the audience and realized the impression I must be making, dressed only in tiny black bikini panties, black fishnet hose with black leather cuffs attached to my wrists and ankles. My body felt flushed with sexual excitement, my tingling nipples standing proudly at attention!
After a few seconds, which I surmised was to allow the members to inspect my now nearly naked body, I felt two pair of strong male hands grasp my wrists, pulling my arms away from my sides. A pair of soft feminine lips covered my mouth, her tongue firmly demanding entrance. Opening my mouth, our tongues excitedly intertwined, urgently exploring. At the same time I felt soft hot mouths on both breasts, gently sucking in my nipples and nipping them lightly with their teeth.
My body trembled at the sudden attention being paid to it simultaneously.
For a long minute the exquisite stimulation continued, then the mouths disappeared as quickly and unexpectedly as they had arrived. Fingers hooked the sides of my panties and began sliding them slowly down over my hips, hesitating teasingly for a second before uncovering my pubic mound, then sliding them quickly to my ankles. Someone, I assume Marianne, grasped my right ankle and lifted it, allowing her to remove my shoe and slip one side of my dress and panties away. She then repeated the process on my left leg. I next fully expected someone to roll my hose down and remove them also, but instead I felt Marianne's warm breath on my ear as she whispered, "I'm going to leave the stockings on, at least for now. They make such an exotic statement!"
As she was whispering to me, a man's hot mouth covered mine in a deep passionate kiss while his hand slid down my stomach seeking my hot, wet pussy. Cupping my mound firmly, he parted my nether lips and ran a thick finger the length of my slickly wet vulva, then pushed it slowly but firmly up into my wet, overheated vagina. After sliding it in and out a few times, he reluctantly removed it and sought my clitoris, finding it hard and throbbing. Satisfied that I was fully aroused and properly lubricated, he grasped my arm and guided me carefully across the stage.
After only a few steps he indicated I should stop, then turned my body slightly to my right. I could tell by the soft rustling sounds emanating from the audience that I was again facing toward them.
Again two men grasped my upper arms and eased me backward and downward until my butt encountered the butter-soft leather of the bench I had seen earlier. I was then urged by hand pressure to lie back until I was resting comfortably on my back, the soft leather caressing my skin.
A soft fleece-lined strap was placed across my body, just below my ribcage, and I heard two soft clicking sounds as it was clipped to each side of the bench.
It was then snugged tightly, effective immobilizing my torso. At the same, strong hands spread my feet until my thighs were spread wide apart. I then felt a bar snapped to the rings of my ankle cuffs. My legs were now spread wide enough to pull my outer lips apart, exposing my pussy to the expectant member's view. Blindfolded and immobilized in this most vulnerable position, the feel of soft famine mouths simultaneously again encompassing my nipples, sucking them in and caressing them with their tongues, took my breath away. My abdominal muscles tensed and my inner thigh muscles involuntarily twitched, lifting my pelvis slightly off the bench. Just then I felt a woman's soft cheeks brush against my inner thighs, her warm breath exciting my exposed, flushed pussy. Her lips placed light baby-kisses up and down the sides of my parted outer pussy lips before her hot tongue flicked out, exploring my vulva and seeking my hard, throbbing clit. Her hands reached under my thighs and grasped my hips tightly as she sucked my clit between her lips, nipping on it lightly and sending little flashes on electricity racing through my body.
While the three women continued ministering to my breasts and pussy, two pair of masculine hands took my wrists and, pulling them outward, placed each of them on a hard cock. Wrapping my hands around them I discovered that one was long and slim, other shorter but much thicker. As I tightened my grip and stroked the cocks, I also noted that they were both circumcised, the thick one having a wide blunt head while the slim one had a smaller, slightly pointed head. I mentally dubbed them 'Stud' and 'Needle Dick'.
For some odd reason, I found this distinction comforting. Having assigned names to the men took away the feeling that these cocks were just so much meat. They were attached to real men who lived real lives and who were soon going to thoroughly fuck me.
After jacking both cocks back and forth for a moment, 'Stud' pulled away, only to be replaced by another man. This one was uncut, its foreskin only partially pulled back away from its massive mushroom shaped head which was an inch or more thicker than it's average sized shaft! Wow, I thought, enter 'Fat Head'.
I had no more than made this observation when the woman sucking my clit pulled away, only to be replaced by a pair of hairy legs brushing my thighs. I felt a large cock-head, which I assumed belonged to 'Stud', rub up and down my vulva; gathering my lubrication, then nestling itself firmly in the opening of my hot wet tunnel. As the rock hard cock-head pressed insistently against my tiny opening, I felt myself slowly stretching to accommodate it, gradually flowing around it like hot flowing lava.
As 'Stud' pressed himself slowly but surely up into my pussy, I felt a pair of warm soft thighs against my cheeks and a hot fragrant pussy descend upon my mouth. From her perfume I knew immediately it was Marianne. Driving my tongue eagerly into her slot, I explored it thoroughly, licking it from back to front; finding her distended clit and sucking it gently between my lips and massaging it softly with my tongue. Meanwhile, the man in my pussy had worked his cock fully into me and stopped for a second, waiting for my stretched tunnel to adjust to its massive presence. Now he slowly pulled out until only his cock-head remained inside me, then suddenly slammed deep into my hot tight depths, hitting my cervix as his pendulous balls slapped sharply against my ass cheeks. After repeating this move several times, 'Stud' settled into a steady rhythm; at times pulling completely out, then driving his entire length into me as I automatically snapped my hips upward to meet his hard driving thrusts.
I was quickly reaching the point of no return and could tell from Marianne's grinding pussy rubbing against my face that she was keeping pace with me. Suddenly, Stud's body stiffened as he slammed into me as deeply as possible, emitting a loud primal scream. The feeling of his scalding sperm flooding my pussy sent me over the top, my hips thrashing and gyrating uncontrollably as Marianne also spasmed, collapsing on me as her pungent juices soaked my face.
I lay there feeling Stud's huge cock deflating within my body as his breathing slowed to normal. I involuntarily tightened my inner vaginal muscles in a vain attempt to hold it in place as long as possible but could feel it slipping its way to freedom inch by inch until, with a wet sucking sound, it finally popped out.
Marianne had recovered sufficiently to lift herself from my body and, with a warm damp cloth, wiped her sticky juices from my flushed face. As she showered my face with light warm kisses, I hugged her close and whispered, "God, that was wonderful! I haven't had a climax like that in months. Is the initiation over?"
Marianne chuckled deep in her throat, then replied, "Soon darling. Just one more little thing to take care of."
With that she removed the wide fleece-covered strap from my chest as masculine hands removed the spreader bar from my ankles. Marianne eased my limp, spent body into a sitting position and I waited for her to remove the blindfold.
Instead, she grasped me under my arms and lifted my to my feet. My legs were so shaky I nearly collapsed but caught myself as two women grasped my arms and led me solicitously away from the bench.
After only three or four steps, I was stopped and my body again turned toward the now whispering audience. Behind me, I could hear the sounds of something heavy being manhandled into position.
After urging me backward a few steps, my heels encountered a platform that proved to be about a foot in height. Backing carefully up onto the platform, I felt two men grasp my ankles and, pulling them widely apart, snap restraints to the rings of my ankle cuffs. Next, my arms were raised over my head and similarly restrained. The restraining ropes were then tightened, leaving my naked upright body immobilized and spread-eagled. Although I trusted Marianne's previous assurances that I would not be harmed, I still irrationally half expected to feel the sting of a whip at any moment.
Instead, I felt a soft warm body press against my back; her arms circling my body, her palms softly rubbing my nipples. The magic was still working; my tingling nipples stiffened and a warm glow again grew in my quickly dampening crotch.
The woman behind me leaned forward, placing her mouth close to my ear as I again caught the delicate scent of Marianne's distinctive perfume. Softly she whispered, "Just relax and enjoy, dear heart. I promise you this will be a truly unique experience!"
Suddenly I felt a man's lightly stubbled cheeks brushing my thighs, his mouth seeking my now burning pussy. His lips sought my heat and his broad tongue slipped between my pussy lips seeking my again throbbing clit. My body writhed against the restraints as he sucked it gently between his lips, his tongue flicking it rapidly.
He brought me nearly to the peak, then suddenly pulled away and rose to his feet. Standing before me with his chest hairs teasing my sensitive distended nipples, he slipped his large cock between my trembling thighs. I felt his cock-head part my lips and rub slowly back and forth, slicking its length with my juices, then lodging itself firmly into the entrance to my cunt. Reaching behind me, he cupped my ass cheeks with both hands and pulled my hips sharply toward him as he thrust himself up into my dripping tunnel. The head of his cock felt huge as it stretched my opening but, once inside, my muscles clamped down on its somewhat thinner shaft. This must be 'Fat Head' I thought as he continued to ease that massive cock-head deeper into my stretching sheath. God, it felt like a tennis ball on a broomstick!
He continued pushing with his hips while, at the same time, pulling me onto that wonderful cock! Finally he was completely buried within me, his shaft resting firmly against my clit.
As he held it there, I felt a small, well-lubricated finger massaging my anus, slowly insinuating itself up into my ass. At first my sphincter opposed this invasion but soon accepted its presence and relaxed. After rotating several times to stretch the opening slightly, the first finger was joined by a second and then a third.
For a moment, the woman's slippery fingers thrust and twisted, ensuring my anus was completely stretched and lubricated. Suddenly the woman's fingers were removed and I felt strong male hands spreading my butt cheeks and a thin pointed cock-head lodged itself in my anus. I knew it had to be 'Needle Dick'!
Pressing his slender cock slowly up into me, he soon had it fully lodged in my ass. While I had experimented with anal sex before, I had never been exposed to being penetrated by two cocks simultaneously. I found it to be an extremely stimulating feeling.
After allowing me a moment to acclimate to the sensation of unbelievable fullness both men, as if by some prearranged signal, began stroking into me in unison; slowly at first, then gathering speed until they were both slamming their cocks into my suspended body. I soon realized I was reaching a level of excitement I had never before experienced. The incredible feeling of being invaded by two cocks was overloading my senses.
Suddenly the slamming thrusts stopped as both men grasped my hips and drove themselves as deeply as possible into me, climaxing simultaneously. The sensation of both cavities being pumped full of scalding hot sperm sent me over the top, writhing uncontrollably and screaming in pleasure.
As the twin cocks slipped slowly out of my body I collapsed, my spent body hanging limply by the wrist restraints. Seeing that I couldn't support my own weight, 'Fat Head' placed his arms around me and lifted my body slightly as gentle hands released the ropes from my wrists and ankles.
Once my arms were free I threw them tightly around his neck, hugging his hard body to mine and kissing his warm mouth with wild abandon. Slipping his right arm under the back of my knees, he swept my slight body off the platform, gathering my 97 pounds in his arms as though I were a mere child. Carrying me across the stage, he gently laid me back on the waiting floor cushion as the audience, who had been silent during my double penetration, exploded into applause.
Sensing others gathering around me, I sat up, bracing my exhausted body with my arms and smiled wearily in the general direction of the audience members.
Marianne knelt beside me, one arm comfortingly around my shoulders. Placing her lips close to my ear she whispered, "You came through the initiation in grand fashion my dear. Ellen would be proud of you! Are you ready to meet your co-stars?"
As I nodded weakly, she reached behind me and untied the silken blindfold, unwinding it from my head and letting it flutter to the floor. The house lights had been turned up and the entire room was now flooded with bright light. After being in absolute darkness for so long, it took a moment for my eyes to adjust. The first thing I saw was Richard's smiling face! Scanning down his hard muscled body I focused on his now limp uncut cock with its massive partially covered cock-head. My God, Richard was 'Fat Head'! Marianne introduced me to the men and women gathered on the stage, introducing Richard as Dick, my surrogate sponsor. Wow, so Richard was Ellen's 'blue blooded friend'. The ramifications of this turn of events swirled around in my befuddled mind as I smiled at Marianne and merely said, "Yes, Dick and I have met before."
Would Dick expose me to my firm? Not likely considering his vow of secrecy to the club. Would he try using this to blackmail me into allowing him to keep his job? I didn't think he would dare to try that but I didn't know. My mind was so muddled from exhausted I couldn't think straight!