The Ritual ( 1 )


Group-Sex, Hardcore, Lesbian, Oral-Sex
The Ritual

Tonight was to be my initiation in a girl's student club. I was a slight queasy - it was a rather exclusive club, all member were extremely gorgeous and I was the only new fille they had decided to subscribe to on. That made me feel pretty special.
I rang the doorbell for the house they told me to come to. The door was almost immediately opened by Claire, one of the newer members.
"Hi ! ejaculate in !"
"Hi, thanks,"I said as I stepped inside.
"They're all awaiting you. ”, she said, excitement obvious in her middle, but I also saw a trace of commiseration in there.
"Oh pricy ”, I laughed,"Is it going to be that bad ?"
"It's going to be alright ”, she said, smiling reassuringly, making me even more neural than if she'd told me it would be hell.
She ushered me into a room where around ten member had gathered. They all bid me welcome and then Poppy, a dark, handsome variety of miss, stepped forward. She held a small glass in her handwriting, which she handed to me."First, drink this ”, she said, and giggled. I looked down into the methamphetamine. It looked disgusting.
Deciding I would be secure, I lifted the cup to my mouth and drank it all down. It was just some sort of banana tree juice with a bitter aftertaste. They'd tried to scare me off with the looking at of it. I laughed."That wasn't so bad."
"Good ! Now, lie down on the couch over there ”, Poppy told me.
An alarum bell shape went off in my nous."Why ? What's going to happen ?"
The daughter seemed to buzz with excitement. So did my head. I felt rather dizzy all of a sudden.
"The stuff you just tope had a … a kind of tranquilizer in it ”, a beautiful Asian miss said."nada too extreme, it'll just… you know."
Poppy guided me to the sofa. I needed her guidance. That scared the hell out of me.
"No, I don't know… Tell me… tell me what it does."I tried to sound business firm but my nous was going a piffling fuzzy and the Bible were hard to form.
"OK ”, Poppy said."Well, you will lose ascendance over your muscles. Don't worry, they can still be used, but not actively by you. And your mind will be a little clouded."
This was scary as fuck. What on dry land were they doing this for ?
"Don't trouble, we won't hurt you ”, the Asian female child said. I wasn't so sure as shooting.
"Why ? ”, I mumbled.
"We're going to do an… endurance test on you, so to utter. We'll undress you and bring turns… touching you. We have half an minute to try and make you come. If we succeed, we get another half hour. If we don't, we'll stop."
My forefront was swimming. Was I hearing this rightfulness ? They drugged me so they could force me to bear an sexual climax ? I was still wrestling to comprehend this when I noticed two daughter had started to untie my pants.
"N-no… ”, I protested weakly, but I found I indeed couldn't move my physical structure.
The girls shoved my knickers down and one started to rub something on my clitoris."This is just a little cream to create you a little more receptive ”, one of them said. After a few second of friction, I got extremely tender down there.
"She's beautiful, isn't she ? ”, one girl murmured."Yeah ”, another one murmured back.
I couldn't even begin to settle how I felt. Violated, that's for sure. Extremely violated. Scared. Horny. I wanted them to stop but I couldn't even tell them to, let alone struggle them off. The drug was taking a serious toll on my mental capacity.
The lady friend who had been rubbing the cream on me kept making little set around my clitoris. I was mortified when I felt my body respond to her touching. She saw, and smiled."There's a good girl ”, she said sweetly."Thirty minute of arc start now ”.
She kept making slow, little circles, touching me softly, gently, almost tenderly. I couldn't remember ever feeling this unusual - sleepy and scared at the same metre. I tried to buck her off but the but thing my lower organic structure did was contract.
"You don't have to be scared sweety ”, she cooed."Just let go. Relax. It'll be well-off for everyone. ”'
She touched me for what felt like an timeless existence. I tried to distract myself so I wouldn't come, but the drug had addled me badly and I couldn't centering. My consistence responded shamelessly to her touches and the lonesome reason I didn't semen, was because I was scared.
"Use your toy, Jenna ”, said a marvelous girl in the back."We only have fifteen more minutes ”.
Jenna, the girl with the cream, giggled and got something out of her handbag. I tried to lift my head teacher to see it better but couldn't.
"They never last retentive once I use this on them ”, she said. She pressed it to my clitoris and switched it on. It vibrated quietly against me. I felt a long moan escape my sass."Good girl…"Jenna whispered."Good girl…"

My small body started convulsing. Jenna circled the thing around me, again and again. It was torture. I think. I tried desperately to give up the convulsing but it only got worse. I could feel the orgasm start to build up and take me over. I fought it - harder, and firmly - but it got hard with every circle. Jenna suddenly put the vibrator away. Grateful, I felt the orgasm recede, but then I felt her put her tongue against me. I involuntarily gave a low moan and the girl in the room, who had started to undress themselves, gave a whoop sort of cheer.
By that time, I couldn't try to fight any thirster. Jenna was gently sucking my clitoris and my torso responded only to her, and not to my ferocious, drug-addled control. I had to ease up in. The orgasm washed over me, taking me farther down with every convulsion. I felt it racing through my body, cutting away my end resolutions of fighting, tensing and relaxing every inch of me. When the orgasm finally receded, I felt binge running from my eyes from the humiliation.
"We won't be done for a few hours, gorgeous ”, said the Asian girl, as she climbed on top of me .
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