The ritual

Tonight was to be my knowledgeableness in a missy's bookman clubhouse. I was a little nervous - it was a rather sole club, all member were extremely gorgeous and I was the only new fille they had decided to take on. That made me feel pretty special.
I rang the doorbell for the mansion they told me to come to. The door was almost immediately opened by Claire, one of the Modern members.
"Hi ! ejaculate in !"
"Hi, thanks,"I said as I stepped inside.
"They're all awaiting you. ”, she said, excitement obvious in her eyes, but I also saw a signature of pity in there.
"Oh pricey ”, I laughed,"Is it going to be that bad ?"
"It's going to be fine ”, she said, smiling reassuringly, making me even more nervous than if she'd told me it would be hell.
She ushered me into a way where around ten penis had gathered. They all bid me welcome and then Poppy, a dark, handsome form of girl, stepped forward. She held a lowly glassful in her bridge player, which she handed to me."offset, drink this ”, she said, and giggled. I looked down into the glass. It looked disgusting.
Deciding I would be strong, I lifted the cup to my lip and drank it all down. It was just some sort of banana tree juice with a blistering aftertaste. They'd tried to affright me off with the facial expression of it. I laughed."That wasn't so bad."
"Good ! Now, lie down on the couch over there ”, Poppy told me.
An dismay doorbell went off in my pass."Why ? What's going to go on ?"
The girls seemed to seethe with excitement. So did my head word. I felt rather dizzy all of a sudden.
"The stuff you just salute had a … a sort of tranquilizer in it ”, a beautiful Asiatic girl said."Nothing too extreme, it'll just… you know."
Poppy guided me to the couch. I needed her direction. That scared the inferno out of me.
"No, I don't know… Tell me… separate me what it does."I tried to sound firm but my mind was going a little fuzzy and the Word of God were hard to form.
"okeh ”, Poppy said."fountainhead, you will lose control over your brawn. Don't trouble, 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 earth were they doing this for ?
"Don't worry, we won't detriment you ”, the Asian lady friend said. I wasn't so trusted.
"Why ? ”, I mumbled.
"We're going to do an… endurance test on you, so to speak. We'll undress you and necessitate turns… touching you. We have half an hour to try and make you come. If we succeed, we get another half hour. If we don't, we'll stop."
My head was swimming. Was I hearing this right ? They drugged me so they could draw me to deliver an orgasm ? I was still wrestling to comprehend this when I noticed two girls had started to undo my drawers.
"N-no… ”, I protested weakly, but I found I indeed couldn't move my body.
The girls shoved my drawers down and one started to rub something on my clitoris."This is just a little cream to make you a little more receptive ”, one of them said. After a few second of friction, I got extremely spiritualist down there.
"She's beautiful, isn't she ? ”, one girl murmured."Yeah ”, another one murmured back.
I couldn't even get to decide how I felt. Violated, that's for sure. Extremely violated. Scared. Horny. I wanted them to quit but I couldn't even tell them to, let alone fight down them off. The drug was taking a serious bell on my mental capabilities.
The girl who had been rubbing the cream on me kept making little circles around my clitoris. I was mortified when I felt my consistency respond to her touch. She saw, and smiled."There's a good lady friend ”, she said sweetly."Thirty second start now ”.
She kept making irksome, modest circles, touching me softly, gently, almost tenderly. I couldn't remember ever feeling this strange - sleepy and scared at the Lapplander time. I tried to buck her off but the only thing my lower body did was contract.
"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 eternity. I tried to disorder myself so I wouldn't come, but the drug had addled me badly and I couldn't focus. My body responded shamelessly to her touches and the solitary cause I didn't come, was because I was scared.
"Use your toy, Jenna ”, said a tall girl in the spine."We only have fifteen more transactions ”.
Jenna, the female child with the cream, giggled and got something out of her purse. I tried to revoke my head to see it better but couldn't.
"They never last foresighted 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 tenacious moan escape my lips."thoroughly girl…"Jenna whispered."salutary girl…"

My low-down body started convulsing. Jenna circled the thing around me, again and again. It was torture. I think. I tried desperately to stop the convulsing but it only got worse. I could feel the orgasm scratch to progress up and strike me over. I fought it - harder, and unvoiced - but it got stronger with every circle. Jenna suddenly put the vibrator away. Grateful, I felt the sexual climax recede, but then I felt her put her tongue against me. I involuntarily gave a low moan and the girls in the elbow room, who had started to strip down themselves, gave a whooping sort of sunniness.
By that time, I couldn't try to fight any foresightful. Jenna was gently sucking my clit and my dead body responded only to her, and not to my furious, drug-addled commands. I had to give in. The orgasm washed over me, taking me foster down with every upheaval. I felt it racing through my body, cutting away my last resolutions of fighting, tensing and relaxing every in of me. When the orgasm finally receded, I felt tears 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 .