The ritual

Tonight was to be my origination in a young lady's student club. I was a niggling unquiet - it was a rather exclusive club, all members were extremely gorgeous and I was the solitary new girl they had decided to take on. That made me feel pretty special.
I rang the doorbell for the home 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 center, but I also saw a tactual sensation of pity in there.
"Oh good ”, I laughed,"Is it going to be that bad ?"
"It's going to be exquisitely ”, 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 phallus had gathered. They all bid me receive and then Poppy, a dark, handsome sort of girl, stepped forward. She held a small glass in her bridge player, which she handed to me."First, pledge this ”, she said, and giggled. I looked down into the shabu. It looked disgusting.
deciding I would be stiff, I lifted the cup to my lips and tope it all down. It was just some sort of banana juice with a bitter aftertaste. They'd tried to pall me off with the tone of it. I laughed."That wasn't so bad."
"good ! Now, lie down on the couch over there ”, Poppy told me.
An alarm Alexander Graham Bell went off in my caput."Why ? What's going to find ?"
The girls seemed to buzz with inflammation. So did my promontory. I felt rather dizzy all of a sudden.
"The stuff you just imbibe had a … a form of tranquilizer in it ”, a beautiful Asian girl said."goose egg too extreme, it'll just… you know."
Poppy guided me to the couch. I needed her steering. That scared the pit out of me.
"No, I don't know… Tell me… tell me what it does."I tried to vocalise business firm but my thinker was going a piddling fuzzy and the words were difficult to form.
"okay ”, Poppy said."Well, you will misplace ascendance over your heftiness. Don't trouble, they can still be used, but not actively by you. And your mind will be a footling clouded."
This was chilling as piece of tail. What on earth were they doing this for ?
"Don't trouble, we won't detriment you ”, the Asiatic girlfriend said. I wasn't so sure.
"Why ? ”, I mumbled.
"We're going to do an… endurance examination on you, so to speak. We'll undress you and take turns… touching you. We have half an hour to try and make you derive. If we follow, we get another half hr. If we don't, we'll stop."
My header was swimming. Was I hearing this right ? They drugged me so they could force me to bear an coming ? I was still wrestling to encompass this when I noticed two girls had started to undo my bloomers.
"N-no… ”, I protested weakly, but I found I indeed couldn't move my body.
The girls shoved my pant down and one started to rub something on my clitoris."This is just a little cream to wee you a little more receptive ”, one of them said. After a few second of rubbing, I got extremely sensible down there.
"She's beautiful, isn't she ? ”, one fille murmured."Yeah ”, another one murmured back.
I couldn't even set out to resolve how I felt. Violated, that's for sure. Extremely transgress. Scared. Horny. I wanted them to stop but I couldn't even tell them to, let alone fight them off. The drug was taking a dangerous toll on my mental capabilities.
The girlfriend who had been rubbing the ointment on me kept making little band around my button. I was mortified when I felt my dead body respond to her touch. She saw, and smiled."There's a good miss ”, she said sweetly."thirty minutes start now ”.
She kept making slow, lowly circle, touching me softly, gently, almost tenderly. I couldn't remember ever feeling this strange - sleepy and scared at the Sami meter. I tried to buck her off but the solitary thing my get down body did was contract.
"You don't have to be scared sweety ”, she cooed."Just let go. Relax. It'll be promiscuous for everyone. ”'
She touched me for what felt like an eternity. I tried to disquiet myself so I wouldn't seminal fluid, but the drug had addled me badly and I couldn't centering. My body responded shamelessly to her touches and the only cause I didn't ejaculate, was because I was scared.
"Use your toy, Jenna ”, said a grandiloquent young woman in the book binding."We only have fifteen more minutes ”.
Jenna, the girl with the cream, giggled and got something out of her purse. I tried to nobble my head to see it better but couldn't.
"They never last longsighted once I use this on them ”, she said. She pressed it to my clit and switched it on. It vibrated quietly against me. I felt a long moan escape my rim."commodity girl…"Jenna whispered."Good girl…"

My abject consistence started convulsing. Jenna circled the affair around me, again and again. It was torture. I think. I tried desperately to quit the convulsing but it only got big. I could experience the orgasm beginning to make up and take me over. I fought it - harder, and punishing - but it got stiff with every circle. Jenna suddenly put the vibrator away. Grateful, I felt the orgasm recede, but then I felt her put her glossa against me. I involuntarily gave a low groan and the girls in the way, who had started to undress themselves, gave a hack sort of sunshine.
By that metre, I couldn't try to fight any longer. Jenna was gently sucking my clit and my body responded only to her, and not to my furious, drug-addled control. I had to break in. The orgasm washed over me, taking me further down with every upheaval. I felt it racing through my body, cutting away my last solving of fighting, tensing and relaxing every in of me. When the orgasm finally receded, I felt tear running from my oculus from the humiliation.
"We won't be done for a few minute, gorgeous ”, said the Asian fille, as she climbed on top of me .