The ritual

Tonight was to be my initiation in a girlfriend's student club. I was a little nervous - it was a rather exclusive guild, all phallus were extremely gorgeous and I was the only new girl they had decided to ask on. That made me finger 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 ! Come in !"
"Hi, thanks,"I said as I stepped inside.
"They're all awaiting you. ”, she said, agitation obvious in her eyes, but I also saw a touch of pathos in there.
"Oh beloved ”, I laughed,"Is it going to be that bad ?"
"It's going to be OK ”, she said, smiling reassuringly, making me even more nervous than if she'd told me it would be hell.
She ushered me into a room where around ten members had gathered. They all bid me welcome and then Poppy, a dark, handsome sort of girl, stepped forward. She held a pocket-size spyglass in her hand, which she handed to me."starting time, salute this ”, she said, and giggled. I looked down into the glass. It looked disgusting.
decision making I would be firm, I lifted the cup to my sassing and tope 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 look of it. I laughed."That wasn't so bad."
"trade good ! Now, lie down on the sofa over there ”, Poppy told me.
An alarm campana went off in my head."Why ? What's going to happen ?"
The fille seemed to buzz with hullabaloo. So did my psyche. I felt rather dizzy all of a sudden.
"The stuff and nonsense you just drank had a … a sort of antianxiety agent in it ”, a beautiful Asian girl said."nix too extreme, it'll just… you know."
Poppy guided me to the couch. I needed her guidance. That scared the hell out of me.
"No, I don't know… Tell me… severalize me what it does."I tried to voice firm but my creative thinker was going a piddling fuzzy and the word were strong to form.
"Okay ”, Poppy said."well, you will turn a loss control over your muscles. Don't worry, they can still be used, but not actively by you. And your idea will be a little clouded."
This was scary as fucking. What on earth were they doing this for ?
"Don't worry, we won't harm you ”, the Asian young lady said. I wasn't so surely.
"Why ? ”, I mumbled.
"We're going to do an… endurance test on you, so to speak. We'll undress you and take turns… touching you. We have half an 60 minutes to try and make you come. If we succeed, we get another half minute. If we don't, we'll stop."
My fountainhead was swimming. Was I hearing this right hand ? They drugged me so they could pull me to give an orgasm ? I was still wrestling to cover this when I noticed two young woman had started to undo my pants.
"N-no… ”, I protested weakly, but I found I indeed couldn't impress my organic structure.
The girls shoved my pants down and one started to rub something on my clitoris."This is just a picayune ointment to earn you a little more receptive ”, one of them said. After a few second of rubbing, I got extremely sensitive down there.
"She's beautiful, isn't she ? ”, one little girl murmured."Yeah ”, another one murmured back.
I couldn't even begin to decide how I felt. Violated, that's for trusted. Extremely breach. Scared. Horny. I wanted them to terminate but I couldn't even tell them to, let alone fight them off. The drug was taking a serious toll on my genial capabilities.
The young lady who had been rubbing the cream on me kept making little R-2 around my clit. I was mortified when I felt my body respond to her touch. She saw, and smiled."There's a good miss ”, she said sweetly."Thirty minute of arc start now ”.
She kept making slow, small circles, touching me softly, gently, almost tenderly. I couldn't commend ever feeling this strange - sleepy and scared at the same time. I tried to charge her off but the only affair my down in the mouth body did was contract bridge.
"You don't have to be scared sweety ”, she cooed."Just let go. Relax. It'll be easier for everyone. ”'
She touched me for what felt like an infinity. I tried to disquiet myself so I wouldn't cum, but the drug had addled me badly and I couldn't focus. My consistence responded shamelessly to her touch modality and the lonesome reason I didn't seminal fluid, was because I was scared.
"Use your toy, Jenna ”, said a tall young woman in the back."We only have fifteen more minute of arc ”.
Jenna, the girl with the cream, giggled and got something out of her handbag. I tried to lift my head to see it better but couldn't.
"They never close long 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 lips."proficient girl…"Jenna whispered."Good girl…"

My lower body started convulsing. Jenna circled the affair around me, again and again. It was torture. I think. I tried desperately to terminate the convulsing but it only got worse. I could find the sexual climax showtime to build up and take me over. I fought it - harder, and heavy - but it got hard with every circle. Jenna suddenly put the vibrator away. Grateful, I felt the climax recede, but then I felt her put her natural language against me. I involuntarily gave a low moan and the girlfriend in the room, who had started to undress themselves, gave a hack sort of sunniness.
By that time, I couldn't try to fight any yearner. Jenna was gently sucking my button and my consistency responded only to her, and not to my furious, drug-addled bid. I had to feed in. The orgasm washed over me, taking me further down with every convulsion. I felt it racing through my body, cutting away my last declaration of scrap, tensing and relaxing every inch of me. When the orgasm finally receded, I felt teardrop running from my eyes from the abasement.
"We won't be done for a few hour, gorgeous ”, said the Asian girl, as she climbed on top of me .