The rite

Tonight was to be my institution in a young woman's student club. I was a little flighty - it was a rather sole club, all members were extremely gorgeous and I was the only when new girl they had decided to take on. That made me feel pretty special.
I rang the doorbell for the house they told me to come in to. The doorway was almost immediately opened by Claire, one of the unexampled members.
"Hi ! Come in !"
"Hi, thanks,"I said as I stepped inside.
"They're all awaiting you. ”, she said, upheaval obvious in her eye, but I also saw a mite of pity in there.
"Oh dear ”, I laughed,"Is it going to be that bad ?"
"It's going to be fine ”, she said, smiling reassuringly, making me even more queasy than if she'd told me it would be hell.
She ushered me into a way where around ten members had gathered. They all bid me welcome and then Poppy, a iniquity, handsome sort of girl, stepped forward. She held a small looking glass in her hand, which she handed to me."first-class honours degree, drink this ”, she said, and giggled. I looked down into the glass. It looked disgusting.
Deciding I would be stiff, I lifted the cup to my lips and drank it all down. It was just some form of banana juice with a sulphurous aftertaste. They'd tried to frighten me off with the look of it. I laughed."That wasn't so bad."
"goodness ! Now, lie down on the lounge over there ”, Poppy told me.
An alarm toll went off in my head."Why ? What's going to happen ?"
The girls seemed to buzz with hullabaloo. So did my nous. I felt rather empty-headed all of a sudden.
"The stuff you just wassail had a … a variety of ataractic in it ”, a beautiful Asian girl said."nothing 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… tell me what it does."I tried to voice firm but my mind was going a little fuzzy and the run-in were unvoiced to form.
"Okay ”, Poppy said."Well, you will lose mastery over your heftiness. Don't vexation, they can still be used, but not actively by you. And your mind will be a little clouded."
This was scary as shtup. What on earth were they doing this for ?
"Don't worry, we won't hurt you ”, the Asian girl said. I wasn't so sure.
"Why ? ”, I mumbled.
"We're going to do an… endurance test on you, so to verbalise. We'll undress you and take turns… touching you. We have half an hour to try and progress to you come. If we succeed, we get another one-half 60 minutes. If we don't, we'll stop."
My head was swimming. Was I hearing this right hand ? They drugged me so they could impel me to have an climax ? I was still wrestling to grok this when I noticed two girls had started to undo my pants.
"N-no… ”, I protested weakly, but I found I indeed couldn't locomote my consistence.
The fille shoved my pants down and one started to rub something on my button."This is just a petty cream to make 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 girl murmured."Yeah ”, another one murmured back.
I couldn't even start to decide 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 fight them off. The drug was taking a serious toll on my mental capabilities.
The girl who had been rubbing the emollient on me kept making piffling R-2 around my button. I was mortified when I felt my physical structure respond to her jot. She saw, and smiled."There's a in effect miss ”, she said sweetly."30 hour start now ”.
She kept making slacken, small circles, touching me softly, gently, almost tenderly. I couldn't remember ever feeling this strange - sleepy and scared at the same time. I tried to buck her off but the just thing my let down torso 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 distract myself so I wouldn't come, but the drug had addled me badly and I couldn't focus. My body responded shamelessly to her tinge and the exclusively intellect I didn't come, was because I was scared.
"Use your toy, Jenna ”, said a improbable little girl in the back."We only have fifteen more mo ”.
Jenna, the girlfriend with the cream, giggled and got something out of her handbag. I tried to come up my principal to see it better but couldn't.
"They never last 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 sassing."sound girl…"Jenna whispered."unspoilt girl…"

My take down soundbox started convulsing. Jenna circled the thing around me, again and again. It was torture. I think. I tried desperately to block up the convulsing but it only got forged. I could feel the sexual climax start to make up and take me over. I fought it - harder, and harder - but it got stronger 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 missy in the way, who had started to undress themselves, gave a whooping variety of cheer.
By that metre, I couldn't try to campaign any longer. Jenna was gently sucking my clitoris and my body responded only to her, and not to my maddened, drug-addled commands. I had to give in. The orgasm washed over me, taking me further down with every convulsion. I felt it racing through my eubstance, cutting away my last resolutions of fight, 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 female child, as she climbed on top of me .