For the most part, that had been the hardest thing that she had to do during her entire initiation, until tonight. All the rest of the things were still, simple, tasks that were more for effect than anything else. One of the girl members, however, had openly displayed her dislike for Janet, and although Janet had never done anything to her, she would make her do all sorts of crazy things every time she saw her. That was Karen, and for the life of her, Janet couldn't understand the other girls dislike for her. Absolutely nothing had ever happened between them before to cause it.
That afternoon at school for example, in the girls' bathroom, she had made Janet strip naked and parade around. Then, with a sinister implication, she had told Janet that she had something special planned for her that night. The way she had said it had made Janet shudder. She could not for the life of her understand why the girl disliked her so much. Several times she had tried to make friends with the other girl, but all she ever got in answer was a look of contempt. Knowing that on initiation night everything went, Janet couldn't help worrying about what the girl might have planned.
The initiation was the culmination of pledge week. Everyone in school knew about the gang, and many had tried to pledge it. Most were turned down for one reason or other, and Janet couldn't help feeling pretty good about being accepted as a pledge. She realized that the main reason she had been allowed to pledge was because of Sharon. Sharon was well-liked, and anyone would almost be a cinch to be accepted as a pledge on her recommendation alone. Janet remembered having heard stories about several girls who had tried to pledge and then failed on initiation night. What had happened to them hadn't been a very pretty story, and none of them had ever dared squeal. They had known that if they did, they would definitely have gotten in a lot of trouble with the gang. And the gang had a well-earned reputation of not being the kind to get into trouble with.
CHAPTER ONE
"Strip her," Ron commanded. Immediately two pairs of hands grabbed her arms. Another pair began pulling at her mod pants, and still another at her blouse. In seconds she stood stark naked in front of the group. Frightened, she did her best not to show it. She held her head high and looked Ron straight in the eye. He smiled a crooked grin, displaying dirty, uneven, teeth.
Janet was not a virgin but this would be her first experience at a gang-fuck. She was the guest of honor. The occasion was her initiation into the 'Hell Raisers', a sort of teenage gang. They were the biggest, and most influential gang at the school, and to become a member was one of the biggest honors any of the kids could have.
Janet was glad now that she wasn't a virgin. The girls had been taunting her all day about tonight. They had recounted to her then-experiences on their first nights. One had almost succeeded in scaring her a little by telling her how long some of the club members' cocks were. Another told her it had taken three days for her cunt to heal after they had finished with it. But she wasn't going to be afraid. They could fuck her till she bled, and still she wouldn't cry uncle.
Ron spoke again. "Let her go!" Turning to her, he pointed at a dirty, stained, mattress in' the middle of the room. "See that?" he said. "Get on it and spread'em," Ron commanded, his voice cold and hard.
Janet laid down on the mattress. As ordered, she spread her legs widely, giving the gaping faces hovering about her a good look. She could feel their eyes on her cunt. It frightened her, but at the same time made her feel hot and excited. But if everything the girls had said was true. She knew she'd get more fucking than she had bargained for before this night was over. That, she knew, was the idea. See how much she could take without chickening out. If she chickened out, she was out. It was as simple as that.
She watched as Ron undid his Levis. He pulled his cock out and Janet sat that it was already hard. The head was gorged with blood. Janet felt her heart begin to race. The time had finally come. As the leader of the gang, Ron had first crack at her. After that, any and all could get as much as they wanted until dawn the next day. If she dared to refuse any one of them anything he asked, the other girls would beat the living shit out of her. The girls had already clued her in on that. She felt a little sick as she thought about some of the things they had described. But she wanted in this club. She wanted it worse than anything else, and this was the only way she could get in. She would go through with it.
Ron approached her, his joy swaying as he walked. Looking down at her, he asked her if she liked to suck cock. She lied that she did. The truth was that she had never sucked cock before in her life. She had been fucked several times, but sucking a cock was something else. She knew because some of the girls had told her that it was sort of an art. She hoped she would be able to fake it through, and that Ron wouldn't be able to tell the difference.
Ron stepped over her chest, then fell to his knees, his cock bobbing violently when he dropped. The head of his prick slapped into Janet's face. He looked down at her, and again grinned his crooked grin. He slowly adjusted himself until his cock was touching her lips, the rubbery tip nudging them.
"Alright, baby," he said, his voice low, almost a whisper "Suck it!"
Janet opened her mouth, and, raising her head slightly, she gobbled the head and three inches of the shaft into her mouth. She slurped loudly as she began sucking it. The saline taste of it was new to her, and she was surprised to find the taste so acute. It wasn't exactly unpleasant, although for some reason she had thought she wouldn't like it. She had never before sucked cock for the simple reason that she had always been afraid that she would not like it. If it hadn't been for her initiation, she probably would have gone through her entire life never tasting one. Now that she had one in her mouth, and a big one at that, she knew that she would also have many more in her lifetime. She actually had begun to enjoy it and had almost forgotten that she had an audience. She had closed her eyes, and was lovingly sucking away at her new-found toy when the spectators began to make comments.
"Look at her go," yelled Sharon, one of her best friends. "I thought she would puke when he shoved it in her mouth. Hell, she loves it." Everyone laughed and started shouting words of encouragement, egging her on to suck faster and harder. Janet did the best she could to please them, but still enjoying herself.
Ron, in the meantime, was enjoying it immensely. One of the things he liked best was having a good blow-job, and that was exactly what Janet was giving him. As the leader of the gang, Ron would frequently exert his power by commanding one of the girls to suck him off. He enjoyed doing it even in public places. More than one member of the uptight generation had been traumatically shocked to witness a girl with long hair, mod clothing, and beads, pull Ron's cock out of his pants and proceed to suck it. When they glared indignantly, he would laugh raucously, then if it was a man, ask him if he would like to have the girl suck him off. If it happened to be a woman, he would invite her to take the girl's place.
By now Janet had grabbed hold of his shaft and holding it firmly, was sucking his cock head frantically. Ron had closed his eyes and was beginning to moan softly, rolling his head from side to side.
"That's it, baby," he murmured. "Suck it good. Drain my come out." Encouraged by Ron's obvious pleasure by what she was doing, Janet increased her efforts. She was anxious now to see what his come would taste like. It didn't take long for her to find out.
Seeing that Ron was about to shoot off, the crowd was by now yelling loudly, cheering both of them on like they were watching a sports contest of some kind. Faster and surer now, Janet was putting the cock in and out of her mouth so that her mouth was almost a blur. She wanted to make Ron come in the worst way now, and wouldn't be satisfied until she discovered the taste of come for herself. The noise of Janet's sucking mingled with the ever-increasing tempo of the shouted words of encouragement from the onlookers.
When the first jet of hot cream splashed into her mouth she almost stopped for a minute. Then, as the rest of his juicy come continued to shoot into her mouth she brushed the head of his dick repeatedly with her tongue, making Ron shout happily. He grabbed her small, taunt, tits, and while joyfully shooting his sperm deep into Janet's throat, squeezed them hard and painfully. The pain became so intense that Janet almost had to cry out, but she managed to endure it, and didn't miss a single stroke.
At last he plunged forward into her mouth one last time, and she felt him stiffen all over. Licking the few remaining drops of his come from the head of his cock, Janet swallowed the last remaining load of hot, creamy man-milk. It was her first experience but certainly not to be her last. In fact, Janet had liked it so much that she. realized she could even become a dedicated cock-sucker, if she kept it up. The thought made her smile inwardly.
Giving them one last, hard squeeze, Ron released her tits and pulled his rapidly-shrinking prick from her mouth. Jane smiled up at him triumphantly, knowing that she had done, a good job. Standing, Ron looked down at her and smiled back, then said, "Well, kid, you sure as hell know how to suck cock. Then, taking hold of his now almost-limber member, he waved it about like a baton, calling for a round of cheers for Janet. The gang members responded with cheers, whistles, clapping and stomped their feet on the floor. Janet exaggeratedly nodded her head in appreciation, first to one side, then the other. She felt good. She had passed the first test with flying colors, and she felt good.
Stepping back from her, Ron gave a sweep of his hand to the others in the room, then said, "Alright, gang, she's all yours. You can fuck the shit out of her from now till dawn. Go to it." Having said that, Ron walked away, a contented expression of satisfaction on his face. He couldn't help thinking that there were certain benefits to being gang leader.
Eagerly, Big Bob, the biggest member of the gang, stepped forward, unzipping his pants as he did so. The look of lust in his eyes almost burned into her body. As he pulled his cock into view, she saw that the term 'Big Bob' wasn't an exaggeration after all. She could see why had been tagged that. He had one of the biggest pricks she had ever seen before in her life, and she couldn't help fearing that it was going to hurt like hell. She even worried for a moment about being able to take it. But she quickly shunted aside any such thoughts. Even if it killed her she would still have to take it. Not only take it, but beg for more. That was the rule.
She remembered that Big Bob had tried to get to her once before, behind the stage in the school auditorium. He had pinned her to the wall, leering at her. She hadn't liked him then, and she didn't like him now. But he was a member of the gang, and as such could do anything he wanted with her. She also remembered that she had cursed him violently, threatening to scream if he didn't let her go. Finally, convinced that she meant what she said, he had let her go. But not before he promised her that she would regret it. That afternoon at school, for instance, he had seen her in the hall. Glaring at her, he had reminder her of the previous incident, then also reminded her that he was a gang member. Sneering, he promised her that he was going to make good on his threat that night. Knowing his reputation, Janet had no doubt he would, so it was with apprehension that she watched him approach her now.
Standing over her and looking down, his face again contorted into a sneer, he growled, "Well, baby, looks like the time has come. Turn over." Janet did as she was told. "Now, spread your legs, and raise that cute little ass of yours," Big Bob ordered. Again Janet obeyed, confused about what he had in mind.
Big Bob dropped to his knees on the mattress behind her. She tried to look back over her shoulder, but couldn't see what it was he planned on doing. But the other members soon caught on to what he had in mind, and screeched their approval.
"Wow!" shouted Karen, a girl who had never been particularly fond of Janet. "He's gonna corn-hole her!"
At the sound of the words, Janet shuddered. This was something she had dreaded, and something she had also never had done before. Sucking cock was one thing. She had even enjoyed it. But getting fucked in the ass was something else again, and she knew that it would hurt like hell. Even more so because of the size of Bib Bob's cock. Janet felt him grasp her by the hips, then felt the head of his big prick touch the crack of her ass. She swallowed hard, feeling her throat dry and scratchy. Well, she sighed to herself. He said he was going to get even, and the son-of-a-bitch sure as hell meant to keep his word.
Pushing his knees up further under her raised hips, Big Bob spread the cheeks of her ass. The brown hole lay bare before him, and he looked at it with eager anticipation. He'd make his bitch rue the day she had teased him along and then left him all hung up. By the time he finished with her asshole, she would think a truck had been driven through it, trailer and all.
His hard cock jutted out in front of him like a battering ram. With great delight he pushed and jabbed the head against the wrinkled hole. He felt her give a start and that egged him on even more. He couldn't help a deep self-satisfied chuckle that came right up out of his stomach. Threaten him, would she? His face contorted, he shoved his cock forward viciously, seeing the big head bury itself into the tender folds of Janet's ass. When she gave a cry of anguish, he only laughed and again plunged forward, burying still more of the shaft into her. Unable to help herself, the girl moved forward, in a feeble attempt to avoid some of the pain and penetration. He merely grabbed her hips firmer and pulled her back to him succeeding in shoving still more of his prick into her. Janet moaned loudly.
With each thrust he made, Janet would utter another yell of pain and another roar of approval would come from the spectators. Knowing that this was what they had come to see, Janet tried hard to keep from hating them. They would enjoy everything that was done to her tonight, and so probably would she once she was a member, and it was some other girl being initiated. But that didn't stop the terrible pains that were rushing through her body by now. The merciless weapon that was being repeatedly forced into her ass would have even hurt her cunt. She began to wish that she hadn't been so mean to Big Bob that long ago afternoon at the school. Maybe then he wouldn't want to hurt her so much. She couldn't help but wonder if he had intended to make her wish she hadn't been to him. Probably! Well, he sure as hell was getting his wish.
But she had been, and he was, so all she could do was tightly close her eyes, and clinch her fists, and hope that the ordeal would soon come to an end. If it didn't soon, she feared that she might be forced to chicken out. The searing pain in her asshole was fast reaching the point where she would no longer be able to bear it. Thinking that if she did try to chicken, the result would simply be that they would hold her down and let Big Bob finish fucking her in the ass anyway, then the girls would kick the hell out of her, and throw her out. Thinking about that made it a bit easier for her to endure the pain. She really didn't have much choice.
As he continued to ram his battering ram-cock deeper and deeper into her ass, Big Bob kept up a running stream of comments, both to her and those watching. "How does it feel, baby?" he laughed, after having plunged into her savagely. Janet could only grunt her answer. "Like it?" he asked, giving another cruel laugh, and again slamming his cock deep into her. This time she couldn't help giving a louder than before yell of agony, and Big Bob said, "Remember that day at school?" Janet remembered. "I want you to think about that right now!"
With that he grabbed hold of her, pulled her back into him as tight as he could, and at the same time rammed his hips forward with all his might. His huge dick sank into her ass right up to the root, getting an almost animal-shriek of pain from Janet in response.
"Auggg!" moaned Janet. "Oohhh, shit up a rope, but that hurts." The crowd laughed lustily, and Janet couldn't help a tear or two coming to her eyes. But when she had felt his big balls slapping against the back of her thighs, and felt his groin pressing up against the cheeks of her burning ass, she knew that at last he had his cock all the way in her. That meant that she wouldn't have to suffer anymore than she already had, and she'd managed to endure it so far. A good thing, too, she thought to herself. She couldn't have taken another inch voluntarily if her fucking life had depended on it, and in this gang it very well just might have.
Buried into her fully, Big Bob began to withdraw and plunge back into her horribly-stretched ass regularly. Although she still moaned out her hurt, Janet bravely kept her position, letting him hammer into her with his big cock to his heart's desire. It would be over soon she kept telling herself. Just a little more. She could already hear his voice becoming thicker, and his breathing deeper as he continued to taunt her. "Hey, Kenny!" Big Bob yelled to one of the onlookers. "You'll have to try this. Some of the best fucking ass I've ever had. Nice and tight, too." Big Bob laughed.
"But it ain't going to be so tight by the time you finish with it," yelled back Kenny, bringing forth another wave of laughter from the rest of the gang.
Giving Janet another vicious lunge," Big Bob replied. "You can bet on that man. You can just bet your sweet ass on that." Again he sent his cock rocketing forward sadistically. Janet groaned, the tears beginning to run down her cheeks.
"Hey, man," someone else called out. You got her crying." A loud cheer went up and the others began shouting. "Give it to her, man."
"Make her chicken out, Daddy!"
"Fuck that ass of hers 'til she cried Uncle!" still others shouted. All the while Janet stoically endured the almost unbearable agony, giving evidence of it only occasionally with a high-pitched moan or groan. Finally she felt him increase the speed with which he was ass-fucking her, and realized that he was on the verge of shooting his come into her. Eager to have this torturous thing out of her ass as soon as possible, she began to help him along by pushing back onto the tool, hoping that by her efforts she could speed up his coming. Big Bob kept throwing his cock into her with a frenzy, his own voice still now as he felt the stirrings within him rising to a boiling point. Janet felt the already-huge dick in her begin to swell still more, and pushed back onto it as hard as she could, holding her breath, hoping that he would hurry and spit his vile sperm into her. Her poor ass felt like it was on fire, and she didn't know how much longer she could stand this torment.
Then Janet felt the first hot juice pouring out into her badly damaged ass, followed by still another and another. Big Bob was sighing deeply now, mumbling over and over again, "Oh, baby, oh, baby!"
Karen, the girl who'd earlier encouraged Big Bob to increase his efforts, shouted, "That's it, Big Daddy! Shoot your come in her. Fuck her good, baby. Tear her ass apart." Big Bob, deep into his climax, didn't need any encouragement at that point, however. He was doing alright all by himself.
Finally Janet felt the last hot spurt of liquid into her wounded hole, and felt Big Bob begin to relax. It was over. She had made it. She took all he had to give, and hadn't chickened out. But there would be still more things to cope with later, she knew, and her respite at having felt his come juices in her ass was only temporary at best. There was still ten members to go, and a lot of them would be coming back for seconds, and some would even want a third time around. There would be absolutely no rest for her until morning, so she might as well get used to the idea, that before she managed to get out of her, every part of her body would probably ache as much as her poor asshole did now.
Seeing that he had finished, the crowd gave him a loud cheer, and then her friend Sharon yelled, "What a way to go, Janet. You took every fucking inch he had to give and fucked him to a standstill. How about it, Bob? Bet you thought she would chicken out on you, didn't you?" Big Bob didn't answer. He merely pulled his finished tool out of her ass, noting with satisfaction that it was covered with dark, brown stains. Standing, he looked down at her again.
Janet, in the meantime, had rolled back onto her back, and looked up at Big Bob defiantly. She noted with satisfaction that, inspite of himself, Big Bob had a look of admiration in his eyes. Janet almost felt warm toward him. Then his mouth twisted into a sneer again and he said, "Yeah, she took it alright." Then he added, "This time." Swaggering away, he called back over his shoulder, "But it's a long time before morning, and I'll be back for more. You can just bet your sweet little ass on that, baby." He finished with a chilling smile.
Janet shuddered again. She knew that he meant what he said. She began to worry if she would be able to do it again. In spite of her outward show of calmness, her rear end hurt like blazes, and it was all she could do to keep from crying out. The thought of having him again shove that giant cock of his up her made her insides flutter. She decided that valor was the better part of honor, and that later in the evening she would try to warm up to him a little bit. Maybe if she convinced him that she had changed her mind about him, he just might change his about corn-holing her again. It was worth a try, anyway. Anything to keep from getting fucked in the ass again by him.
Jimmy, a little squirt of a guy that was kept around by the gang as sort of a mascot was roughly shoved into the middle of the group.
"Okay, kid," one of them yelled. "It's your turn. Let's see what you can do!" Everyone laughed. Jimmy was known for just the opposite reason that Big Bob was. He had one of the smallest pricks any boy could have been cursed with. The only reason he was in the gang in the first place was that many of the girls thought he was cute, and they liked to tease him. So he was kept around. Also, several of the guys had taken a liking to him, and when it had come time for him to pass the cruel test for membership that the boys had to take, they had deliberately taken it easy on him. In fact, except for one thing, they had let the girls give him most of the test and that had consisted for the most part of his eating all the pussy in the club.
Even they had done one painful thing, however. Karen had brought a pair of stretch canvass pants with her. The stretchiest part of them had been the crotch, and the whole thing hadn't been any bigger than a pack of cigarettes when it was dry. Just putting them on was like putting your body in a vice. But they had a refinement. First they soaked them in water, and then made him put them on. Wet, they were very stretchy. But as the canvass dried, it shrank horribly, especially the crotch, and before the night was over, Jimmy's face was contorted in pure agony. The crotch had shrunk so tight that his balls and cock felt like someone had slammed a door on them. When he was at the point where he could no longer stand it, they had made him do twelve knee bends, and each time he went down, one of the girls would step forward for him to kiss her naked pussy. They had trouble getting the damned thing off afterwards, they had shrunk so much.
Jimmy grinned sheepishly. "I guess I'm next," he stammered. Jimmy had always liked Janet. She had been kind to him, and he had hated to see what Big Bob had done to her ass. But he knew that even though the gang liked him, he still had to perform just like everyone else, and if it looked like he was taking it too easy on her, they might get made and do something to him. Because of his small cock he knew that they would jeer him if he tried to fuck her. The only thing he could safely do was let her suck him off. Besides, with one or two exceptions, none of the girls would ever let him fuck them. They said he just didn't have enough meat, and that all it did was tickle them. He was really their mascot, and he always attended all the girls' meetings. One of their favorite games was to make him strip down, and then, while he ate one right after the other, they would make him jack off. It always embarrassed him, but this was the only group of kids that didn't always make fun of him at school, and he needed the attention and friendship they gave him. Also, as a member of the gang, the bigger boys at school would leave him alone, because if they messed with him, the bigger boys of the gang would kick the shit out of them. That was part of the code. If you fought one member, you fought them all. And mascot or not, Jimmy was still a member.
Laughing nervously, the boy said, "You wanna, er, that is, do-will you suck me off?" A roar of laughter erupted from the others in the room, and even Janet had to smile at his timidity. Janet liked Jimmy, too, and wouldn't mind sucking him off. Kathy, more or less Jimmy's sponsor, yelled at him, "You stupid son-of-a-bitch! You're supposed to tell her what to do. Not ask her." This brought forth another wave of raucous laughter. Jimmy again grinned sheepishly, alternately looking at the floor and those gathered around him. "Alright, then, suck me," Jimmy said, trying to instill a little confidence and command into his voice, something he definitely didn't feel.
Smiling up at the boy, Janet nodded her head, and then, trying to help him along, and at the same time bolster his ego, she said, "Your wish is my command, oh, Master!" Everyone laughed, and Janet raised herself to her knees and began undoing the boy's belt and zipper. Once she had his meager instrument out where she could see it, Janet could hardly stifle a laugh herself. It was the smallest thing she had ever seen in her whole life. She could hardly believe that anyone could have been cursed with such an inadequate sex organ. Hell, a girl would be lucky if she even knew she had it in her. Looking up at him again, and feeling a little ashamed that she had laughed at him, she felt a wave of compassion for the unfortunate lad. Realizing that it wasn't his fault that he had such a small little prick, Janet turned her attention to it, doing her best to keep from openly smiling.
Even hard, Jimmy's cock was not any bigger than a cigarette, lit. His balls looked like small marbles. Leaning forward, Janet put her tongue on the marble-sized head and felt him start. The group again laughed, and Janet was relieved to find that at least the boy had feeling in his dong. One of the girls called out, "Be careful, Janet, don't let stud there choke you." The girl doubled up with glee, holding her stomach, she was laughing so hard. Several others joined in.
Jimmy stood there, looking miserable, as he always did when he was forced to expose himself in front of anyone. He still remembered the time Big Bob had gotten drunk and made him suck him off. He had said the reason for it was that maybe if Jimmy had some man-sized come in him, it might help his own cock grow. Some of the girls had tried to talk him out of it, but he was too drunk to listen to reason and the boy had finally had to put the big prick in his mouth and blow him. Afterwards, some of the girls had taken him over to a corner, and they fussed over him like they would a pet dog. One had gone back over to Big Bob and called him everything in the book, finishing with a threat to catch him asleep some night and cut his prick off if he ever did that again. The next day, sober, Big Bob had told the boy he was sorry, and then mussing his hair, had told him to go ahead and take a free poke at him if he wanted to. Jimmy had just hung his head and refused, saying that he really wasn't mad about it. After that, Big Bob had been more than protective over him, and once when some kid in the cafeteria had called Jimmy a name, Big Bob had knocked the other body down. Then, he told him that from then on, if Jimmy was walking down the hallway, the other kid was to give him plenty of room unless he wanted more of the same. He promised that if Jimmy even suggested that the other kid wasn't behaving himself, Big Bob would kick the shit out of him. In spite of what Big Bob had made him do, Jimmy liked him and looked up to him.
Wanting to spare the boy anymore embarrassment than necessary, Janet quickly went to work on his cock, and suck at it as best she had learned how. There was, however, as she had to admit to herself, quite a bit of difference from Ron's cock. Janet felt Jimmy put his hands on her head, and much to her amazement she felt him shoot a thin, feeble stream of come into her mouth almost instantly. Thinking that the others might doubt that he actually had shot off in her mouth, she deliberately let a small amount of the cream flow out of the side of her mouth.
The sight of that caused the group to again let out a loud cheer, and then several of the girls patted Jimmy on the back. "Hurray for tiger," one of them shouted. Blushing profusely, Jimmy quickly stepped back and, pulling his pitiful prick out of her mouth, rapidly put it away. Smiling at him again, she made a great show of having trouble swallowing it and then licking her lips said, "Urn, urn! Good!"
At that, a couple of the girls patted her on the back, and Janet could tell that they had liked the way she handled their mascot, who, incidentally, would soon be her mascot, too.
They all liked the little shrimp, and anyone who was protective toward him immediately won their approval. Janet began feeling much better then. She knew that the others would like her now, and that was a good sign. Even though all members of the club were open to all other members, most of them more or less went steady. Janet hoped that maybe some of the girls might call their boyfriends over to the side and suggest that they take it a little easy on her. She could at least hope, anyway.
Janet, then Sharon, knelt down beside her and handed her a glass full of amber liquid. "Here, kid," she said softly. "Drink this. It's straight whiskey, but drink it all the way down in one gulp. It'll help make things go easier." Janet took the glass from Sharon and doing as she was told, drank the entire glass full in one gulp. The whiskey burned her insides, but as the warmth began to spread, she felt better. She was grateful to Sharon.
Sharon was her best friend, and it was because of her that Janet had been pledged to the club in the first place. You had to have some member recommend you before you could even be eligible to pledge, but once they decided to pledge you, you were on your own. Your friend couldn't help you after that.
Janet had to be a pledge for a week, doing their bidding, carrying their books, running errands, and token other symbols of humility. The most unpleasant thing that had happened during the week had been when she had to expose herself to a guy called the 'creep.' He was the ugliest guy in school, and no one really liked him. It had happened during lunch period one day when the girls were strolling around the campus after eating. One of the girls had spotted the 'creep' sitting under a tree far away from the others.
Turning to Janet, she had ordered the attractive girl to go up to the 'creep', pull up her dress, pull down her panties, and get the creep to feel of her, or at least get a good look. If she didn't succeed, she would have to go to the little store on the corner, buy a cucumber, shove it in her cunt, and walk around for the rest of the day with it in her. Deciding that the 'creep' would be the lesser of two evil, Janet agreed, and headed for him.
When she had approached him, he looked at her questioningly. The other girls were close by so they could watch, but apparently he hadn't noticed them. His pimply face and thick glasses disgusted her, and for a moment she thought about getting the cucumber. Then, taking a deep breath, and glancing carefully around to make sure no one else was watching, she pulled up her dress. The 'creep's' eyes had bulged so far she thought he was going to knock his glasses off. Beginning to enjoy herself a little, Janet had sensuously pulled her thin, pink panties down, exposing her pussy fully to him.
His mouth had dropped open and he looked so silly that she couldn't help laughing out loud. When she had asked him if he would like to touch her cunt, he had merely continued to stare, too dumbstruck to answer. Finally, after she had asked him a second time, knowing that the girls were watching, Janet had reached out and pulled his hand to her cunt. He had felt of it softly, as if it were something hot and strange, which incidentally it had begun to get. For some reason Janet felt herself becoming excited. But in spite of that, Janet turned up her nose when he had actually touched her, and pulled back slightly when he began to poke his finger into it.
Still, the excited sensations that were flowing through her continued, and she was tempted to let him finger-fuck her. But, after taking a much closer look at him, all desire quickly fled from her. Having completed her assignment, and knowing that the girls had witnessed it, she quickly stepped back, adjusted her clothing, then turned and walked away from the 'creep'. When she got to where the girls had been watching, they were all laughing so hard that tears were coming from their eyes, and several were lying on the ground doubled up with glee, holding their sides.
"Did you see his face?" one of them managed to screech. "I thought he was going to faint when you pulled up your dress." With that she collapsed into high-pitched peels of girlish laughter.
"And when you pulled your panties down, I swear he went into shock," another girl managed to gasp, then she, too, began laughing so hard she couldn't talk.
Pleased with herself, Janet began to laugh, too, joining in the merriment as a fully-pledged pledge. After all, she had done everything she was supposed to do, and done it well. All the girls would occasionally cast fleeting glances in the direction of the 'creep.' But, realizing that they had been making fun of him, he was ignoring them completely, pretending to be absorbed in a book.
For the most part, that had been the hardest thing that she had to do during her entire initiation, until tonight. All the rest of the things were silly, simple tasks that were more for effect than anything else. One of the girl members, however, had openly displayed her dislike for Janet, and although Janet had never done anything to her, she would make her do all sorts of crazy things every time she saw her. That was Karen, and for the life of her, Janet couldn't understand the other girls' dislike for her. Absolutely nothing had ever happened between them before to cause it.
That afternoon at school, for example, in the girls' bathroom, she had made Janet strip naked and parade around. Then, with a sinister implication, she had told Janet that she had something special planned for her that night. The way she had said it had made Janet shudder. She could not for the life of her understand why the girl disliked her so much. Several times she had tried to make friends with the girl, but all she ever got in answer was a look of contempt. Knowing that on initiation night everything went, Janet couldn't help worrying about what the girl might have planned.
The initiation was the culmination of pledge week. Everyone in school knew about the gang, and many had tried to pledge it. Most were turned down for one reason or other, and Janet couldn't help feeling pretty good about being accepted as a pledge. She realized that the main reason she had been allowed to pledge was because of Sharon. Sharon was well-liked, and anyone would almost be a cinch to be accepted as a pledge on her recommendation alone. Janet remembered having heard stories about several girls who had tried to pledge and then failed on initiation night. What had happened to them hadn't been a very pretty story, and none of them had ever dared squeal. They had known if they did, they would definitely have gotten in a lot of trouble with the gang. And the gang had a well-earned reputation of not being the kind to get into trouble with.
Janet lived with her aunt, and in order to be available for the whole night, had told her aunt that she was going to spend the night with Sharon, something she actually did more or less regularly. On the other hand, Sharon had told her mother that she was spending the night with Janet. That way both girls were free to do as they damned well pleased for the rest of the night, secure in the knowledge that no one would be asking questions.
As they had come over to the clubhouse that night, Sharon had impressed upon Janet how important it was for her not to chicken out. She explained that the procedure followed in such cases was for the members to hold the pledge down, let whatever was being done be finished, then kick the shit out of them and throw them out. There were never any exception made to that rule, and even Janet's friendship to Sharon would be of no help. Of course, if the rejected pledge were foolhardy enough to talk, well, Sharon would leave that to Janet's own imagination.
Sharon also told her that the person having recommended the pledge got into trouble, too, and had to go through with the rest of the initiation in the place of the pledge. More than one member had endured the ordeal more than the required once because of wrongly believing that a friend would hold up under the things that were required of them. The reason for the rule was simple. The gang only wanted the best for members, and since each pledge had to be recommended by a member in good standing, it would make them all think twice about recommending someone who was not up to the necessary standards. Especially when they knew that they would have to take the pledge's place in the event that the pledge failed.
Janet had promised her friend faithfully that she would not let her down. Reminding Sharon of how important it was to her to become a member, and again thanking her for being her sponsor, the girl solemnly swore that under no circumstances would she break, no matter what happened. Being a member of the club automatically made you one of the elite at school, and since it was the strongest and best club around, it would be more than worth anything she had to go through to make it.
"You are doing great, Janet," Sharon said after the girl had finished swallowing the drink. "I thought for a moment you were going to break when that fucking Bob corn-holed you. So did some of the others. But I'll tell you something, kiddo. The way you took it like a trooper, and then the way you behaved with Jimmy had made you a lot of friends. I heard one of the girls telling her boyfriend to take it easy on you when his time came. And he had better, too, or she'll probably cut his balls off." Laughing at her own joke, Sharon patted her friend on the shoulder, then rose. Winking at Janet, she turned and walked away.
Janet felt good. The whiskey was warming her thoroughly, and what Sharon had reported made her feel even stronger. She had known that everyone there felt she was doing a good job. They all knew that getting corn-holed by someone hung Big Bob was no easy thing to take. Even though they had applauded him for doing it, they were still secretly rooting for Janet. What Sharon had reported overhearing even lifted the girls spirits more. Everything was working out just right. If she could just manage to hold on, she had it made.
"Hey," one of the boys yelled, "what the fuck is this? An initiation or a sewing bee? I want a crack at some of that pussy too, you know." Several general shouts of agreement were heard, and the group once more began to assemble around Janet. Preparing herself for what was to come, Janet looked up at them, and did her best to smile. It came across with more sincerity than she really felt.
The first person Janet saw was Don. He was smiling at her, and she was glad that he would be the first one to have a go at her now.
Don was both good-looking and popular. He had made his letter in almost all the sports offered at the school, and was considered by any standards as a choice date. Janet had dated him before, when she had first come to the school. Even then Janet had wanted to be in the club, and knew that dating some of the boys in it wouldn't exactly do her any harm. Not, that was, if she made them happy.
Janet remembered the first date they had together. When he had driven up to Harper's Point, a favorite necking place for the kids, she had known exactly what he wanted from her. She also knew that if she didn't put out for him, he would spread the word around to the other guys, and after that she wouldn't even be able to buy a date. Besides, Janet had already lost her cherry more than a year before, and she was looking forward to feeling him fuck her. So, when he had reached for her as soon as he had killed the motor, she had gone along. After a lot of heavy petting, including Don putting his hand up under her skirt and finger-fucking her, they had moved to the back seat. When Don had opened his fly and pulled his cock out, Janet had willingly reached for it. It was just the right size, not too big, not too small. Just the right size to let her hot little cunt know she was being fucked, and fucked well.
Even though Janet had been fucked before, she couldn't help worrying about how she would react to being fucked repeatedly, plus whatever else would happen to her, in front of a lot of people. Now that some of her initial nervousness had worn off, she felt herself relaxing. In fact, remember the wonderful way Don always fucked her, she even become hot. Don always succeeded in making her come like crazy when he fucked her, and Janet looked forward to it. She hoped he would fuck her pussy. He did.
"Alright, Janet," Don said, still grinning at her. "Let's show these clowns what a really good fuck looks like. Lie back and open that pretty pussy, baby, 'cause Daddy's got a hard-on." He opened his fly and pulled his prick into sight to prove that he was telling the truth. At the sight of his erect cock, Janet again felt the warmth growing inside of her. Eagerly, she lay back and opened her legs wide. Holding her arms up to him, she said, "Anything you say, lover. I was beginning to wonder if anyone in this club knew how to fuck a girl the right way." Everyone laughed at her obvious reference to having been corn-holed and made to suck cock, but not getting fucked thus far in her initiation. The mood of the members were jovial, and Janet couldn't help feeling that she was over halfway home.
Swiftly, Don lay down on top of Janet. Holding his tool in his hand, he nudged her open pussy with its rubbery tip. Looking over his shoulder, Janet could see that several people were squatting down watching him shove it in her. Knowing that she was being closely watched while a boy shoved his meat into her pussy made Janet even hotter. She willingly pushed her hips forward to receive him. It only took three hard pushes before it was all the way in her. Feeling his groin pressing against hers, Janet closed her eyes and sighed heavily. The feeling of having a hard prick in her cunt made her forget all about the pain she still vaguely felt in her asshole.
Don began to fuck her slowly at first, but when Janet showed such obvious pleasure at what he was doing, he increased the speed and firmness with which he threw his cock into her hot, moist cunt. It made him even more excited as she kept helping him by throwing her ass up to meet each downward thrust he made, at the same time telling him how good it felt. In between she moaned loudly, throwing her arms about him tightly.
Don had always enjoyed fucking Janet, ever since the first time. She was a hot little piece, and she really dug getting her ashes hauled. He had dated her several times after that first night at Harper's Point, and had been genuinely pleased to hear that she was going to pledge the club. In fact, Don would have recommended her himself, except for the club ruling that boys had to recommend boys, and girls only girls, even though the entire membership had to vote on pledging someone. When it had come up to a vote at the last meeting, Don had been one of those who had spoken in her behalf, strongly recommending that she be pledged. Some of the other guys had teased him about not being able to get into Janet's box unless he did it. Don had only smiled back and advised them that they would be getting one of the best fucks they had ever had if Janet was allowed to be initiated.
The only opposition to Janet's pledging had come from Karen. Don didn't know what the girl had against Janet, but once the vote had been taken, Janet was in. He had tried to find out later what Karen had against Janet, but all the girl would say was that she just didn't like her. Don had let it go at that, figuring that nothing else could be done.
Don felt his cock being systematically milked by the tight cunt muscles. This was one of the things he liked about fucking Janet. She knew how. He knew that she had not been a virgin when he had first fucked her but her cunt had been tight and small. Don had liked the way Janet made a guy feel like he was really giving it to her good. He didn't know anyone else who could fuck like that. Also, he didn't know anyone else who had fucked her, although he was sure some of the other guys had, so he couldn't tell if she acted this way with everyone, or just with him. Either way, he liked it, and was having a ball.
Janet was clinging to him fiercely now, her nails digging into his back through his tight shirt. She was getting ready to come. Don knew, because she always did that just before she spurted out. Then, when she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, tightening them more and more with each stroke of his cock deep inside her, he put his hands around her cute little butt and squeezed. Answering by tightening her cunt muscles and teasing his dick deliciously, Janet whispered in his ear that she was on the verge of exploding. With that she began throwing herself up to meet him with such a savagery that he felt his own orgasm coming closer to reality than he had thought it to be. There was no doubt about it. Janet was one hell of a hot piece of ass.
CHAPTER TWO
"Wow!" shouted Johnny, another boy who had dated Janet. He, too, had fucked her, and agreed completely with Don's assessment of her fucking ability. She was without a doubt the best piece of ass he had ever had. As Johnny watched Don repeatedly ram his hard cock into Janet's hot pussy, he couldn't help the warm feeling that spread all over him. He was getting hotter and hotter, and loudly announced that he was going to be next. He like he would shoot off the minute he got in her. Johnny had wondered also about whether Janet behaved the way he had experienced her with everyone she fucked. Now that he knew she did, it still didn't make any difference to him. She was still a hot little piece, and he could hardly wait for Don to finish his ride, so that he could get it.
"Look at 'em go," Johnny shouted, tying to hurry things, along. He didn't want the rest of the guys wearing her pussy out before he got to it. Several war whoops from some of the guys came in response, and one of them shouted, "Man! That's some pussy, ain't it."
"Hell, if I had known she could fuck like that I would have tried to get her pledged a long time ago," someone else shouted. Cries of, "Yeah, man! , "Me, too!" and "You better believe it, daddy," joined in. Janet could hear the comments being made about the way she fucked and couldn't help smiling to herself. She was going to make it. She was sure of it. But just the same, she didn't want to become too overconfident. She still had a long way to go till morning.
Just at that moment she felt the first giant surge of her come wash over her, and all she could think of was the terrible need she had within her. Pushing herself up to meet Don each time he slammed into her, she whispered loudly in his ear, "Oh, yes, Don, that's it. Fuck me. I'm coming! Harder! Fuck me harder! Ohhhh."
At the news that she was coming, Don's own heat finally reached the boiling point. Grunting loudly, he shoved his flesh deep into her, feeling himself boil over. Janet moaned loudly, and contracted the muscles of her cunt so tight that it almost hurt his cock when he tried to pull back enough to ram into her again. Janet, by now totally lost in her own soaring climax, mumbled incoherently. Faster and faster now Don fucked her. His first spurt of hot cream was quickly followed by jet after jet of the life-giving cells. He circled her buttocks and pulled her up to him violently, at the same time crying out loudly.
Janet too felt him shoot his come into her burning cunt, and was so happy to feel it that she repeated to him over and over again what a wonderful cock he had, and how much she loved having him fuck her. "Shoot it in me, Don," she cried. At the same time she constricted her pussy muscles again, trying to milk every drop of it from him. She was oblivious to the shouts of the crowd, completely taken up in what was happening inside of her cunt. She was coming more intensely than she usually did and was aware that it was probably the result of being on public display, with added excitement. This was, after all, her first public appearance of fucking, and she knew she was doing a beautiful job of pleasing everyone watching. From the tinged tone of their voices, Janet could tell that even some of the girls were turned on by what they were watching. She could understand that. She knew that she would be turned on a little by watching some girl getting her ashes properly hauled. Especially if the girls were enjoying it as much as she was. Dimly, through half-closed lids, she could see a few of them rubbing themselves through their clothes. She also noticed that when one of the guys saw one doing that, they quickly replaced the girl's hand with their own.
As Don started coming in Janet, he lunged forward as hard as he could, held for a moment, then pulled back and rammed his cock home again. The flash of pleasure pain that accompanied his first spurt of come, was repeated again as the second molten stream of man-milk jetted from the head of his rod. Tightening his grasp on her ass, he pulled her up to him as hard as he could. He wanted to bury his cock as deep into her as he could, filling her burning little box with hot juices. He didn't know what it was about Janet that made coming in her so enjoyable, but right then he really didn't care. He was too hot and busy to do anything but enjoy it. He was satisfied to let it go at knowing that he really dug fucking Janet, and that from the way she was behaving, she really dug getting fucked by him. To hell with all the rest.
Finally, the last drops of his juice finally in her, he began to relax. Janet also loosened her stranglehold grip on him. and let her legs fall free of his waist. She was perspiring profusely, her breathing deep and labored, coming hotly into her lungs. Don, too, was breathing hard, gulping, huge lung-fulls of welcome air, even though it seemed to sear him as it went down. Both just lay as they were for quite some time, unable to move. Then, hearing the roar of applause coming from the onlookers, they reluctantly began to part.
Rising up on his hands, his cock still deep inside her, Don winked at her, then leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. "That was some ride, baby," he complimented her. "Welcome to the club. With that, he began pulling his meat out of her, and it fell uselessly onto her naked thigh. As Don weakly staggered to his feet, several of the boys began patting him on the back, congratulating him on the job he had done. Janet, in the meantime, could only he there exhausted, her legs still spread widely, the freshly-deposited come dripping out of her. Seeing Sharon winking at her, she smiled back warmly, then waited for someone else to take Don's place.
No sooner had Don withdrawn his sagging cock than another boy Janet knew only as Steve stepped forward and before Johnny could get to her, declared that he was next. Quickly pulling his rampant prick from his pants, he stepped over her and dropped to his knees as Ron had done. His cock, already rock-hard and only inches from her mouth, looked almost ominous. Smiling at her, Steve ordered her to suck him off for a while before he fucked her. "But be careful, baby," he cautioned. "Don't make me come in your mouth, because I want to save that stuff for your cunt."
Seeing that he was friendly, Janet smiled at him and immediately opened her mouth. The cock rode in easily and once more she was treated to the salty taste of prick. She had come to like it and since Steve had a nice cock she was glad that he had decided to let her suck him some. She had often wondered about sucking Don's meat, and once when she had been particularly hot while they were on a date, she had almost brought herself to ask him if he wanted her to. But at the last minute she just couldn't bring herself to.
Steve moaned his appreciation as Janet began to expertly manipulate his organ in her mouth, feeling her rubbing her tongue over his super-sensitive cock head. Finding the hole in the middle of it, she teasingly probed it with the tip of her tongue. To Steve, this was excruciating, and he reached down and held her by either side of her head.
"That's it, baby. Ohh, that's it. Suck it, doll," he moaned, and tried to buy his cock still deeper into her mouth. When it reached her throat, she opened her mouth as wide as possible, trying her best to accommodate as much of the big tool as she could. As more and more of it disappeared into her mouth, the crowd lustily roared its approval. Janet did her best to take it all, but just couldn't manage it all.
"A born cock-sucker, that's what she is," someone yelled. Just look at her go after that prick. Man, when it's my turn I want her to suck me off, too." Everyone around him jeered, then laughed happily, some making comments about his not being able to make out in a whorehouse with a hundred-dollar bill glued to his skin. The mood of the group continued to become more gay and pleasant. They were all enjoying this initiation immensely, and were generally glad that Janet was proving to be such a good sport.
Pleased with her performance, and knowing instinctively that she had most of the group on her side, Janet really put her heart into sucking Steve's throbbing prick. She even hoped that he would change his mind and wind up shooting off in her mouth. She was enjoying it almost as much as he was. But when his breathing became deeper and stronger, he bade her stop, and pulled his joint from her willing mouth. Then, lying down on top of her, he commanded her to guide his dick into her cunt. Janet willingly complied, being anxious herself now to get another good fucking. She felt the cock sinking deeper and deeper into her cunt, and opened her legs still wider to accept all of it. Once it was all the way in, Steve began to rhythmically rock to and fro on her, sending his cock deep into her pussy. He kept telling her what a swell cunt she had, and commented on how hot it was.
Then, some comedian from the crowd shouted that he was just the boy to cool it off, getting a round of cheerful laughter from the group. Steve merely continued to fuck Janet smoothly, occasionally getting a grunt of approval.
Just then Karen knelt down beside them and addressing Janet, said, "Which one do you like best? Sucking or fucking? Come on, let us in on the secret."
The question temporarily distracted Janet from what she was doing and it irritated her. She knew that the girl really didn't give a damn one way or the other. Karen was only trying to make Steve's fuck less enjoyable to him, by fucking up his head. It occurred to Janet that Steve might be Karen's boyfriend. She hoped so, because as mean as the girl had been to her, she was going to see to it that Steve got the best fucking he had ever had. Certainly better than Janet felt Karen capable of giving him.
Janet answered Karen's question, doing so between hard thrusts of Steve's rock-hard rod into her already well-fucked cunt. "Both," the wildly panting girl replied. "I like them both. There is nothing better than a good, hard cock, whether it is in your mouth or your pussy. Either way it's good."
This brought a loud chorus of cheers from the spectators, Karen stood up, unhappy that she hadn't been able to trip the girl up. From the way Steve was lustily pounding away at her, Karen could see that he hadn't even missed a stroke. Unable to resist, Karen fired one last parting shot before she left. "Or in your ass?" Knowing what Karen was thinking, Janet didn't bother to answer, knowing that no one would say anything if she pretended to suddenly get carried away with what was happening between her legs. She did just that, but she still couldn't shake the uneasy feeling Karen's words had succeeded in stirring within her.
Wrapping her legs tightly around Steve's waist, she shouted loud enough for all to hear, "I'm coming again, baby. Throw that beautiful cock into me. Ohhhhh." So perfect did she fake it that no one, including Steve himself, caught on. All it did for him was build his ego still higher. Viciously he banged into her pussy now, trying to build his own peak of pleasure to explode at the same time as Janet was. The wild thrashing and cries Janet was making pushed him over the top, and Steve grabbed at her fiercely, crying out at the same time, "Me too, baby. I'm coming, too. Ohhh! Ahhh! Take it, baby. Take all my come in you and milk it dry!" losing control over his voice, Steve found himself only able to frantically jam his meat into her hot cunt. At last the final spurt of his come left him, and he began to relax, completely spent. But he was happy. And as far as Janet was concerned, that was the only important thing.
After they had finished, and Steve had pulled his shrinking cock from Janet's dripping cunt, the crowd began to thin noticeably. They had watched enough of the show to get themselves good and hot, and some of them had drifted off into one of the corners to put on a show of their own. But her audience was still large enough to get a loud round of applause when she had finished. As Steve climbed off her, he stood like a boxer, lifting both hands over his head together and shook them to the group. More shouts of approval met this action and at last Steve moved away. But before he did, he blew Janet a kiss, vowing that he would be back for more. Janet didn't doubt it for a moment, and looked about for Karen. But the girl was nowhere in sight.
Next, Johnny stepped forward and looked down at her. He wasn't going to get cheated out of his turn this time. Grinning at her, he commanded her to turn over. At first she grimaced a little, thinking that he, too, intended to ram his cock up her still tender asshole. Thus, it wasn't with enthusiasm that she obeyed him. But still she did what she was told, and spread her legs and lifted her ass. When Johnny dropped to his knees behind her, Janet dropped her head so that no one would see her face when he put his cock in her ass. She heard someone in the crowd shout that she was going to get corn-holed again. Janet could hear several people move back into the group, and the girl couldn't help feeling a wave of anger at the thought that they enjoyed watching that happen to her. But to her relief, she heard Johnny deny that he was going to fuck her in the ass. Then she heard him say that he was going to fuck her dog-fashion instead. This made Janet's pussy tingle with anticipation and she heard several of the boys shouting their approval. But she also heard some of them hooting, and out of the corner of her eye saw them move off again. Janet herself couldn't have expressed the degree of relief she felt. She had even been afraid that the jeers might have made the boy change his mind and decided to fuck her in the ass after all! But Johnny was determined to ram his prick up her cunt, not her ass, no matter what the others thought. Janet sighed a deep sigh of relief.
Lifting her ass higher, wanting to give him a clear area of cunt in which to bury his meat, Janet felt obliged to help mend some of the scorn that had been heaped on him. After all, personally she was very happy that Johnny hadn't planned on fucking her in the ass. So she said, "Okay, baby, there it is. Now you just fuck away to your heart's content, 'cause I love it." Her little speech was met with cheers, and Janet could almost feel the boy's gratitude at her having helped get him off the hook.
Looking back over her shoulder, Janet watched the boy pull his cock out. It was a large one, larger than most of the others, with the exception of Big Bob, of course. With that exception she doubted that anyone in the club had a bigger one. She was even more glad that he hadn't wanted to corn-hole her. She didn't know if she could have stood it.
Turning away from him, she felt his huge cock probing at the now-tender lips of her cunt. As she felt it begin to penetrate her, Janet opened her legs still further. The deeper it went the more she moaned out her feelings, and the more thankful she was that it was her pussy he was sticking his cock into, not her ass. When it kept going still deeper she realized that it must have been the position she was in. It allowed him to get his cock into her deeper than he could have if he had fucked her on top. But it felt good, and Janet knew that before Johnny had finished fucking her she would bathe his huge joint in hot come. That made her feel pretty good, too. So far, everything had gone along quite well tonight. With the one exception of her bout with Big Bob, she was actually enjoying everything that had happened to her.
Johnny's cock was finally into her as deeply as it would go. She felt the big head of it touching her womb opening, and was glad when she felt his heavy balls bouncing against the back of her thighs. If there had been much more to go, she knew she would have wound up being hurt slightly when Johnny shot his come into her. It would cause him to ram his prick into her much harder, and his joint would probably swell still a little more when his semen began spurting out of it. Most boys' cocks did. But for right now she was enjoying the feel of the large prick deep inside her pussy. From the way Johnny was fucking her, Janet knew it wouldn't take too much more until she herself was spilling over.
Johnny took long, carefully planned strokes. First plunging in deeply with a steady, firm, forward motion, he would withdraw almost the entire length of his shaft, tickling her cunt lips with the back edge of his cock's head. Under this treatment, it wasn't long before Janet felt her breathing becoming more and more difficult. She was almost there before she realized that Johnny was banging into her with such force he was literally lifting her knees off the mattress with each forward stroke. The excitement was building in her with such force she had to hold her breatli to keep from bursting wide open. Just as she felt her climax almost upon her, Janet grabbed onto the edge of the mattress and squeezed hard. Now she was pushing back onto Johnny's cock almost as hard as he was ramming it into her. The sounds coming from her made it obvious to everyone watching that she was about to come. Several of them alternated between shouting words of encouragement to first her, then Johnny. When Johnny let out a really deep sigh of desire, Johnny tightened his grip around her hips and plowed steadily into her, increasing the speed he was fucking her.
"Coming, baby?" Johnny asked, feeling her constricting cunt muscles working frantically. All Janet could do was nod her head violently, being unable to talk at the moment. Regaining control of her voice at last, she shouted, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Ohhh, I'm coming so good." Johnny gladly obliged her, grabbing her still firmer and pulled her back into him as hard as he could, at the same time trying to drive his spike all the way through her. It didn't take much of this before John felt his own come boiling hotly in his balls. Just as Janet let out her final sigh, signaling the end of her come, Johnny plunged into her with such force he made her cry out in pain. At the same time, the first hot jet of his juice splashed deeply into her.
Janet had been right, for as she felt him beginning to come, his prick plunged into her deeper than it had before. It wasn't as acute as she had thought it would be, however, and she managed to push herself back onto him. He was shooting his load into her in a frenzy now. Each and every squirt of it she felt, and could feel the hot juice beginning to run down her thighs. Boy, she thought to herself, he is really filling me up.
After one last, deep, piercing thrust into her, Johnny stayed perfectly still. His shaft was in her fully, and she could feel it throbbing violently. Janet was glad. Johnny had enjoyed his fuck with her, of that much she was sure. And she was still thankful to him for not having fucked her in the ass. She sort of felt a bond with him, and had wanted to have him enjoy her, and not be sorry that he had decided to fuck her in the pussy rather than the ass. For that matter, Janet wanted all the boys to enjoy her. She wanted to really belong. That was what this club was all about in the first place. None of the members ever had to get uptight. Any member could demand anything he or she wanted from any other member and be sure of getting it. That was part of the code of membership.
Another cheer went up, although not as lively as those before it. Johnny slowly began withdrawing his finished flesh from Janet, patting her on the ass as he did so. Standing, he said, "That was great, Janet. You are a good fuck. Welcome to the club." With that, he walked away from her and headed toward the bar that had been set up in another corner of the room.
After the boy had left, Sharon stepped forward and, getting Janet's attention, said, "Time for a break." Turning to the others, she shouted, "Alright, gang. Let's give her a break. She has been working pretty hard. How about it? Shall we let her rest for a few minutes?" An unanimous cry of approval and applause followed. As the group drifted away, Sharon handed Janet another glass of the amber liquid, then sat beside her.
"How is it going? Think you're going to make it?" she asked.
"Easy," Janet replied, taking a deep pull on the whiskey. "This sure as hell helps. Thanks."
"Don't mention it. Just keep up the good work."
Janet quickly downed the rest of the whiskey, coughed, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She handed the empty glass back to Sharon, who magically produced a small flask, quickly refilling it. She mouthed another thank you, gulped half the new refill down, coughed again, then sat back and relaxed.
"How do you think I'm making out, Sharon?"
"You're doing fabulously, kid. Everyone really. likes you. Say, by the way, I didn't know you liked to fuck so well. From the way you have been acting, it's more fun for you than it is for the boys. At least, a lot of the guys think so."
"What's the matter?" Janet asked, laughing. "Is there a rule against enjoying your initiation or something?" She took another swig of her drink and waited for Sharon to answer.
"Not on your life. Hell, if you dig it, go to it. I remember my initiation like it was yesterday. Shit, they damned near fucked me to death. I was sore for a week. I remember that son-of-a-bitch Big Bob fucked me five times that night. Made me get on top and ride down on that big cock of his. Almost split me wide open." The look in Sharon's eyes as she recounted her experience denied that it had really been much of an ordeal. She had loved every second of it.
"Yeah," replied Janet. "Well, maybe you think it was a picnic when he rammed that thing up my ass? It still burns."
"I know. He's been bragging all week what he was going to do to you tonight. You shouldn't have pissed him off at school that way. Boy, you sure made him mad. You know he's coming back, don't you? He says he is going to fuck you in the ass again."
Janet made a face and said, "Yeah, I don't doubt it. Wish there was some way I could get on the good side of him though. Maybe you could say something to him for me. You know, tell him I would like to be his girl or something. Tell him I would like to have that big cock of his in my cunt. Tell him I'm sorry for the way that I carried on at school that day. Shit, tell him anything, only talk him out of fucking me back there again. You think he would listen to you, huh?"
"I don't know," confessed Sharon, pursing her lips in thought. Feeling of her big boobs, she went on. "He used to have a thing about me. Liked to suck on these," she indicated her large tits. Janet, look at them, too. It was true. Sharon had the greatest tits of any girl in school. Men would always turn to look at her when she walked down the street. When they had first become friends, Janet had sometimes been embarrassed when she was with her. But now that the possibility existed that thanks to her big knockers she just might get out of having her ass reamed again, she was thankful that her friend had them.
"I'll be grateful for anything you can do," Janet said. "I don't know if I can take that big cock of his in my ass again. Sweet shit, but he hurt me with that thing. My ass still hurts like crazy. Talk to him for me, will you? Maybe he will listen to you. Okay?"
"Alright! I'll try. But let's not hear anymore of this crap about you not being able to, baby. If I can't talk him out of it, you'll just have to grin and bear it. And if I don't talk him out of it, you can bet that sweet ass of yours that he will fuck you more than once that way. The son-of-a-bitch can fuck more than any boy in this club. I ought to know. Like I said, when I got initiated, he got a thing about my big tits. Seemed like every time I looked up, there he came with that big dong of his rock-hard, ready for another hump."
"Okay, Sharon, don't worry. I won't chicken out. But if you can do anything with Big Bob, I'll appreciate it."
"Sure, kid. Like I said, I'll do what I can. Just remember that you have a long way to go, so take it easy. I also remember that my pussy got mighty sore before it was all over with. They will let you have a breather now and then, but for the most part it is going to be straight fucksville. Dig?"
"Dig!" answered Janet, smiling wanely.
Ron walked to the middle of the room, held up his hands for silence, then said, "That's enough. Let's get back to the initiation, kiddies. Janet has had enough rest. Alright, who is going to be next?"
"Me!" It was Kenny. The boy stepped forward as he spoke.
Quickly Janet swallowed the rest of the whiskey, then handed the glass back to Sharon. Turning onto her back, she opened her legs widely, ready for action again.
Kenny only grinned down at her. Opening his fly, the boy took his cock out. It wasn't as big as Johnny's, but it was a good size. Janet looked forward to being fucked with it. Then Kenny told her to turn over, still grinning at her. Janet obeyed, thinking he meant to fuck her dog-fashion. But as the boy sank to his knees behind her, he announced that he was going to corn-hole her. A shout of approval came from the crowd, overshadowing a grunt of disappointment from Janet.
The girl couldn't understand it. Sharon had said most of them here liked her. If that was so, why did they enjoy watching some bastard fuck her asshole bloody? Surely they could tell how much it hurt her. But she supposed that was the way it was on initiation night. They might like you, but they still had come to watch you get your lumps. After all, they had gotten theirs when they were initiated, and she certainly was no better. Janet sighed, and resigned herself to the inevitable.
Fearfully, she raised her ass for Kenny on his command. She felt him spread the cheeks of her ass, then felt the head of his cock harassing her wrinkled hole, preparatory to entering. As Kenny shoved himself forward, Janet felt a stab of pain. She had to grit her teeth to keep from crying out. It was going to hurt more this time she realized. Big Bob's cock had made it so sore that even a cock the size of Jimmy's would have hurt. She held her breath, lowered her head, gripped the mattress edge firmly, and waited. She could only hope the boy would come in a hurry. Then, before she could think of anything else, she felt the horrible pain as his joint rammed into her. This time she could stifle the cry of anguish.
Janet could clearly feel every inch of his big prick going into her. Each inch brought on still more pain. She couldn't help crying out in agony each time he shoved it still deeper into her ass.
Each yell she made brought cheers of approval from the crowd, who shouted at Kenny to fuck her harder. The tears were running down Janet's cheeks again, and someone told Kenny that she was crying. He plunged into her savagely, at the same time telling her that if she wanted to quit, she could. All she had to do, he said, was say, 'Uncle.' The words drifted over Janet's head, and she knew that some of the others probably had heard what he said to her.
"Fuck you," Janet spat back at him, then yelled out loud as he sent his rod streaking deeply into her.
On and on it went, with Kenny's cock hurting her ass more than Big Bob's had, or at least so it seemed. She knew that was primarily because of the damaged condition Big Bob had left her asshole in. As Kenny sent his tool slamming into her again, getting another yelp of agony, Janet could only hope that Sharon would be successful in talking Big Bob out of fucking her this way again. She was already in such pain that she knew she might really try to chicken, and that would be disastrous.
Almost unable to believe, Janet felt Kenny begin to stiffen. He was getting ready to come. Janet couldn't have been happier, and she valiantly began thrusting herself backward trying to speed him up. When the first spurt of his come washed into her, it burned her so much that she cried out again. My ass is so tender inside that even something as hot as come hurts like hell, she thought to herself. Still more of the juice poured into her and Kenny was plunging away at her like a wounded bull. All the while Janet was crying out her hurt, unable to restrain herself.
"Oh, shit!" she moaned. "It hurts so fucking bad. Ouch! Oh! Damn, that hurts. Ohhh, you son-of-a-bitch."
For the most part, Janet's moaning cries were met with laughter and derisive shouts. As far as Kenny was concerned, her cries of pain acted to stimulate him on to only fuck her that much harder. Each time she yelled, he would follow immediately by slamming into her ass just that much harder and faster, evoking still more yelps.
Kenny plunged into her one last time, then froze. Thankfully, Janet realized that the boy was spent. She felt his prick throbbing madly in her ass, then realized that it was her ass, not .his prick, that was throbbing. She couldn't help. thinking what would happen if she wound up coming home with a bloody asshole. Her aunt, who sometimes checked her rather closely, would literally have kittens. As far as she was concerned, Janet was a perfect little lady and would never dream of doing such a thing. In spite of the pain, Janet smiled as she mentally saw her aunt's face, the look of horror etched on it were she to see what her niece was doing right then. She also found that the thoughts about her aunt helped ease the burning she experienced in her ass. Anything that helped.
Janet had been living with her aunt for the past five years. Her parents had been killed in an airplane crash, and her aunt has taken her in. They had gotten along splendidly together right from the beginning, and Janet truly was fond of her. A very good-looking woman of thirty-five, her aunt had never married, saying that she was always too busy. Janet often wondered about her sex life, although as far as she could see, there was none. Once however, when Janet had come home from school early, she had gone to her aunt's room to look for something. Opening a drawer and rummaging through it, she had produced a real dildo. Janet had been astonished, and just couldn't bring herself to picture her prim and proper aunt as ever using the thing on herself. The shape and size of the false dong, coupled with the excitement generated by how she had found it, had stimulated Janet, and the girl had wound up using it on herself.
First she had rubbed the large head between her legs, on the insides of her thighs, without removing any of her clothing. Lying down on her horny aunt's bed, she had pulled the crotch of her panties aside, and shoved the fake dick fully into her. It had felt good, and she had quickly brought herself to a climax, coating the hard rubber prick with her come. Janet had taken extra care to clean the tool well, so as not to leave any telltale signs behind, then she had carefully replaced it where she had found it. However, she had gone back to borrow it more than once after that, and as far as she knew, her aunt had never gotten wise.
Her aunt had always been very kind to her and she was deeply devoted. Several times when men and others had called and asked for dates, her aunt had turned them down. Later, Janet would scold her for it, saying that her aunt needed to get out more. She would only smile, saying there was plenty of time for that sort of thing. They had become very close during the last five years, and Janet would not willingly do anything to hurt her.
At last Kenny withdrew his member from Janet's burning hole. This brought the girl back to the present. The flaming sensations that his cock had set off within her were intensified as he began withdrawing his cock from her, and she moaned loudly, grasping the edge of the mattress tighter. When she finally felt his prick pull free of her, she couldn't help giving a giant sigh of relief. Several of the boys who had been standing about watching as Kenny worked his will on Janet now patted him on the back and loudly congratulated him on what they considered a great job. Listening to them boisterously heaping praise upon one of their own, Janet wished that they had been the ones to have to take that prick jammed up their ass. Then maybe they wouldn't be so ready to congratulate the dirty son-of-a-bitch that just reamed them.
Just then a few of the girls gave her a few words of encouragement, telling her what a good job she was doing. "That's the way to do it, Janet," one of them yelled. "Talk to 'em, and take all they can give you and ask if that's all they've got." This remark got loads of laughter from the girls, and cat calls and jeers from the boys. The mood had turned festive again, and for a moment Janet felt that she understood the mood and temper of the ancient gladiators in early Rome.
Although drawn deeply together by a common bond, nonetheless they were determinedly competitive. Only the strongest and best survived, and the broken and weak soon perished. That summed it up in a nutshell. That was what this club was all about. Only the strongest, best, and most attractive and sought-after students were even allowed to pledge. Only the very elite of those actually made the club. Thinking of this, Janet began to feel a little better, able to endure anything to become one of them, and except for the corn-holing she had gotten, everything else had been groovy. She decided to only think about becoming one of the elite when the pain was there, and enjoy the actions when it wasn't. Confident now, she renewed her vow to take it all, and come away a winner.
Just then she heard Kenny speaking to her. He was almost apologetic. He thanked her for being a good sport, then said that while he was going to be back for more, he wouldn't fuck her in the ass again. As an after-thought, he welcomed her to the club, then went off into the crowd. In spite of the burning ass he had left her as a souvenir, Janet felt that he wasn't such a bad guy after all.
Next, two boys stepped forward and announced that they were going to perform together. Janet vaguely recognized one of them from school, but the other one she couldn't place. When they said they were going to work on her together, however, she immediately had visions of one in her cunt, the other in her ass. Since this was something new, the crowd watching around her increased in size. Several shouts were heard, and still others who had drifted away came back.
The boy that Janet recognized told her to move over so he could lie down. Janet did as she was told, and watched as the boy took off his trousers. When his prick swung free, it was greeted with applause. Even Janet had to admit that it was a thing of beauty. Meanwhile, the other boy had also stripped off his pants, and while he wasn't hung like his friend, he certainly wasn't in the slouch category. A vague apprehension settled over her.
Janet suddenly remembered that the boy's name was Tommy. He was a nice-looking lad, with light blonde hair, and a boyish grin. He lost no time in explaining what he had in mind. He wanted her to get on top of him and rise his prick. At the same time, his friend was going to stand in front of her and let her suck his cock. This arrangement was met with the loudest shout of approval yet from the spectators. A doubleheader. Cunt and mouth at the same time.
Thinking that perhaps this might be a very interesting idea herself, and being spared further pain in her ass, Janet fell right in with the action and climbed over Tommy's cock. It was already rock-hard, and jutted upwards like a menacing spike. Janet realized that by sliding down on it the way she would have to, it would most likely sink into her cunt deeper than any cock she had so far that night. She was glad that she would be on top, thus able to control the depth of the strokes, and keep it from going in too deep.
Janet held the shaft of Tommy's meat in her hand and gingerly positioned herself over it. Several of the crowd had bent down and were peering intently at her widely-exposed cunt to watch her put the cock into herself. She slowly brought her cunt lips in contact with the rubbery tip, and felt a single shock wave of excitement rush through her body. Then, carefully and slowly she shoved the cock into herself, feeling the strange passions stirring wildly inside of her. I'm really going to like this, she thought to herself.
Remembering that at the same time she would be riding this giant thing, the other boy would be fucking her in the mouth, she almost felt like coming right then. It was something so completely indecently different than she had ever done before, that the juices of her pussy were already flowing, just from thinking about it. She could hardly wait to experience the wild sensation of having two pricks in her at the same time, especially pricks like this.
More of the large cock slid into her cunt and she could feel the contours of it. She liked this boy's cock, and it was even more acute to her because of her position of being over him. She felt as if she were the one controlling everything, and began to feel how a man felt being on top. Still more of his meat went into her burning slit, and Janet let out a moan. Oh, it felt good, wonderful, exciting, she thought to herself. In an effort to facilitate a more easier entry of his rod into her, Janet raised herself upwards slightly, then dropped heavily onto it again. The cock disappeared almost entirely from view. Janet quickly repeated the move, this time seeing the last of the huge column go into her.
So full of cock was her pussy that she writhed sensuously now that she felt herself fully impaled. Janet could feel the head nudging her womb opening, but unlike the previous time, she felt no apprehension at all. It only felt good, and she was sure she could control the depth of the strokes.
Janet had become so enamored with what she was doing, that she had completely forgotten about the other boy's cock. Now, as the lad brushed her lips with his own gorged cock tip, she looked at him with surprise. Her look brought peels of laughter from some of those watching. Grinning sheepishly, Janet riveted her attention on the rod in front of her now, but found it difficult, as the cock she had in her already was causing her so much pleasure. But by concentrating, she succeeded. Especially when she noticed that the boy she was supposed to be sucking off was getting more than a little impatient about the whole thing.
Opening her mouth, Janet let the tasty morsel slide into her mouth, tonguing him pleasantly as it went in. The boy groaned and quickly forgot his irritation. Janet continued to flick her tongue over the tight tip, causing the boy to put his hands on the sides of her head and try to force his whole organ into her mouth. Thanks to his help, Janet soon had the prick settled happily in position, and she began to work on it expertly.
Alternately Janet raised, then lowered herself, onto the cock rammed into her cunt. At the same time, she tried to coordinate her movements with those of her head. Now she was rhythmically raising herself, while at the same time moving her head forward on the boy's meat in her mouth. Then, settling back onto the cock in her cunt, she would let the other prick disengage itself from her mouth. The pleasant salty taste in her mouth, together with the fullness of her cunt, rapidly brought her to a climax. It was just too much for her to bear for too long without something spilling over.
Feeling the first hot juices begin to pour out of herself, Janet let out a series of guttural moans and grunts. Plunging herself down onto the shaft in her cunt as hard as she could, she groaned. Then, as she hungrily gobbled the giant cock in her mouth, the one in her cunt appeared briefly to those watching, glistening wetly. It was obvious to everyone within hearing that Janet was coming, and had Janet been aware of anything except the joy she was knowing, she would have heard them shouting their support. Janet was too busy to hear anything, however, and gaily continued to suck and fuck the two hot cocks in her. She was enjoying herself, and didn't give a damn what the people around here were either doing, saying, or thinking. Janet had never before had such all-consuming happiness.
Wave after wave of shattering explosions rocked through Janet. Feeling her cunt muscles constricting violently, Tommy aided her along as best he could by pushing himself up to meet each pounding bounce she delivered. He could feel the wetness from her climax pouring out over his joint, and piling onto his pubic hair. At the same time, the boy who had his cock in her mouth erupted, aided greatly by the sight and sound of Janet coming. The look of pure ecstasy on the face his rod was buried in quickened his hot lava to the surface also. Grabbing her tightly by the head, the boy buried as much of his joint into the warm crevice as he could possibly shove into it. Janet, being totally overcome with her own come, opened her mouth wide to receive it. She felt the head being shoved down her throat and only tilted her head back further so that it might go deeper. The boy did all he could to help her, plunging his wildly spurting cock ever further into her throat, sinking into total abandonment as his pleasure's soared to their zenith.
Janet felt the hot creamy liquid pouring' down her throat and being fearful for a moment lest she gag on its fullness, began swallowing rapidly. Her Adam's apple bobbing wildly, she drank deeply of the grand life-giving sperm. Grabbing the shaft of the boy's cock, Janet would try to milk still more of the love cream from its hiding place with each succeeding spurt. The boy was wildly grunting now, his hips moving to and fro frantically. The crowd's roar had become steadily increasing in volume as they witnessed this total abdication to sexual desire.
Still riding the beautiful cock in her cunt, Janet felt her own fluids flowing freely, then-intensity increased by the dual effects of the come in her throat and the stave in her slit. She felt completely involved in what was happening to her. So much so that her head felt giddy. She worried temporarily if she might faint. As another huge surge of passion swept over her, however, she completely forgot everything except what was happening right then.
At last the last feeble gurgle of the boy's cock. poured into Janet's mouth. The boy pushed himself forward mightily at the same time, and her nose was buried in his sweet-smelling hair. Holding onto her firmly, he shuddered, then was still. Janet could feel him trembling all over as his passions came to a standstill. Tommy, meanwhile, was still shoving himself up to her violently each time she heavily descended onto his cock. Janet thrashed about so violently on it that several times he feared that it might come out. The boy in front, his come finally spent entirely into Janet's throat, slowly began withdrawing his wounded joint from her mouth.
At the same time he uttered a loud sigh of satisfaction. Once his tool fell free of her mouth, Janet noticed that a few drops of come still remained on the shaft of it. Grabbing for him quickly before he could get out of reach, she pulled his prick back to her mouth and with her tongue, began to lick the stray droplets off. This created pandemonium. The crowd clapped wildly, yelling for her to do more. Miraculously, under the teasing of her expert tongue, the boys' cock once more took shape. Seeing that her actions were bearing fruit, Janet increased her efforts and in a very short while had his dick rock-hard and erect again. The boy once more moved into position, and Janet let the delicious piece of raw meat sink slowly into her open mouth. At the same time, she hadn't missed a stroke on the other cock still buried deep inside her pussy.
By now, under the repeated stimulus of her hot cunt, and being able to clearly see what was going on above him, Tommy felt his own juices rising swiftly. Grasping her firmly about the hips, he began to pound into her furiously, sinking his meat to the root. Feeling that the boy was only seconds away from shooting his come into her, Janet too began pounding down on him with increasing urgency. She desperately wanted to feel him shoot off in her.
"Oh, baby," he suddenly yelled. "I'm going to come." Bending his knees slightly, and arching his back at the same time, he tried to punch his tool still further up into her. With her mouth once more full, but wanting to feel the wonderful warmth and tingling passion of his come surging forth into her box, Janet did her best to grind herself into his groin. Then she felt the first fiery jets of his love potion spilling into her, and heard him grunt loudly. He pushed viciously up into her again, with more ferocity than before and she felt still more of the hot river explode into her. She could feel herself getting full, and then felt it running out of her. The boy with the cock in her mouth, witnessing the action going on below him, became excited again, too, and he prematurely ejaculated, sending bubbling drops of molten cream cascading into Janet's oral cavity.
Feeling both boys exploding within her simultaneously, Janet could not longer control herself. She, too, felt her own climax boiling over again, and the insides of her cunt began to constrict of their own volition. The effect on Tommy's cock of feeling Janet's pussy fibers snatching at his trembling peter was excruciating, and his milk poured out of him with never-ending spurts. The boy did his best to shove all of his hot meat into the writhing, thrashing, convulsing, mass of femininity wildly bouncing on top of his joint. At the same time he saw his friend come again, grasping firmly at her head. It was all the both of them could do to restrain her, she had almost become violent.
Tommy could see small trickles of his friend's semen streaking out of the corners of Janet's mouth. She hadn't been able to capture all of it. Glancing downward, he caught an occasional glimpse of his own tool, glistening brightly. It was covered with a heavy mixture of both their milk, and he could feel some of the excess trickling over his stomach. It was wonderful.
Janet plunged down onto his prick wickedly and held there, her mounting passions beginning to subside. The boy's cock in her mouth had exploded with the last ounce of hot cream and she willingly swallowed it thirstily. At the same time, the boy under her ground his hips into her frantically, as he, too, felt the death throes of his desire spend itself feebly into her well-lubricated cunt. The boys rod in her mouth feel free and she toppled forward onto Tommy, unable to keep herself erect any longer. Her breathing was harsh, and strained, coming in short, wheezing gasps. She fought desperately to draw life giving air into her burning lungs. Her chest heaved heavily, as she lay limp on top of the still-moving Tommy.
Having been treated to such a sight, the roar of approval from the crowd of onlookers was deafening. As the sound washed over her, Janet began to slowly regain her composure. She couldn't help the- swelling of her chest at the sounds of applause coming from her contemporaries. She had managed to put on a show of shows for them, and she knew they wouldn't forget it for a long time. They would remember this night for a long time, and would talk about it with fond memories. She was glad. Janet felt better than she could ever remember feeling before in her entire life. She was sure that no one there would be able to deny her entrance into the club now. She had done something that most of them hadn't even done before, and she had done it superbly. The applause still rang loudly.
Although weak from the zeal of her lusty fuck and suck session, Janet firmly pulled herself off the now-limp joy stick that only a short time before had been the life-giving strut she had always dreamed of. She found it hard to believe that such a giant of a tool could suddenly become so small. But that was the way it was with boys. They could be so hot to trot one minute that they were ready to burst their seams, then docile as a housebroken pussycat the next minute. Janet could not understand it, and didn't feel like trying right then.
Falling limply sideways, Janet could only lie there exhausted. All the now-drained energy seemed to be all about her, in the faces of those watching, in their words, gestures, movements, but she herself felt incapable of even raising her rear end. Valiantly she fought to gain her breath, and noticed with satisfaction that the two boys were having much the same trouble. She did manage a weak smile to herself when she thought of how strong they had come on in the beginning. That's the ticket, she told herself. Bring them in like a lion, send them out like a lamb.
The din around her slowly began to quiet down, and some of the faces peering at her drift away. Those still remaining smiled at her, and she recognized most of them. All the faces were smiling at her except for one. Karen! Karen wasn't smiling at all. She glared directly at Janet, not even bothering to conceal her hatred.
Looking into the girl's eyes, and almost being able to feel the extent of the girl's dislike for her, Janet could not help thinking that before this night was over, her protagonist would manage somehow to transform her feelings into actions. She didn't know how, but she was sure that it would be done. Janet remembered her friend's warning to watch out for Karen. Janet was sure that it had been good advice, and cautioned herself to follow it, faithfully.
CHAPTER THREE
Only two boys of the group now remained to have their first turn with Janet. Having been treated to the recent orgy, they were both horny, hot and ready. Both stepped forward at the same time, and both declared that it was their turn next. A freaky argument ensued, and Ron, the leader, was called upon to decide it. As the leader, he was the only one with the authority to do so. He made the decision on the basis of which had been in the club the longest, the senior member taking precedence over the junior member. It turned out that the lead least attractive to Janet won out. He immediately announced his intentions to fuck her straight. For this much, Janet was grateful, since that meant she could more or less relax, something she badly needed. She was still thoroughly worn out from the double fucking she had just received.
Laying on her back, she spread her legs widely to accommodate him. The boy hungrily threw himself onto her. So anxious was he to ram his prick into her, that he fumbled repeatedly with his fly trying to get it out. It took several attempts before he succeeded in finding the elusive opening. Once he got it out, however, he found Janet's cunt well-lubricated, and found no difficulty at all ramming his hard rod into her. Once he found the right spot, his joint sunk deeply into the girl with the first hard thrust.
He pumped away at her frantically then, so great was his need.
Janet wasn't really enjoying this fuck, the memory of the good feelings of the last one still fresh in her memory. But, knowing how important it was for each member of the gang to feel that she had given them everything she had, she was successful in faking desire to such an extent that she heard the overheated boy whisper in her ear that she was the best piece of ass he'd ever had.
Still thrusting into her wildly, and grunting and gasping uncontrollably, the boy was soon brought to completion. His come spurted forth into her belly hotly and so full was her pussy already, that most of it ran out of her and onto the mattress. Spent, the boy lay on top of her for a few minutes, then raised himself immediately and made way for the next fellow. Janet was terribly disappointed, and would have felt frustrated had she been on a date with him and been depending on him to satisfy her sexual needs also. Fortunately, she had been more than satisfied by the fuckings she had already received.
The next boy was already overheated also, from the excitement that had already been generated. He threw himself onto Janet the same way the one before him had. He, however, immediately found her opening and was soon pumping away at her in a frenzy. He was more experienced, however, and took his time when he got used to the feel of the hot pussy around his prick. Slowing a little, he began to thrust into her with less fanaticism, and more finesse.
Feeling the boy begin to properly fuck her rather than just using her, Janet, too, began to respond. She would raise herself up to meet him each time he would plunge down into the warmth of her hot cunt. She could once again feel the fires of desire beginning to ignite within herself. She could not help wondering just how many times a girl could actually come in one night. She didn't know the answer but she had the definite feeling she just might find out before the night was over.
Janet could hear the sounds of the boy grunting in her ear as he rapidly approached the end of his road. His meaty shaft was plunging ever faster into her own hot cunt now. She knew that if she were going to manage to come before him, she would have to hurry. Concentrating solely on what his flesh was doing to the tender folds of her cunt meat. Janet managed to get into the swing of things.
The more she responded to what ne was doing to her, the more passionate it made the boy. He was whispering sweet nothings in her ear now, telling her how wonderful he thought she was, and what a gorgeous cunt she had. The part about her cunt she believed, but the rest of it she knew was bullshit. Janet, wanting desperately to come also now that she had been once more aroused, begged him to ram his cock in her as deep as he could. She told him what a beautiful job of fucking her he was doing, hoping that the lie would help him to hold off a little while. But her words had just the opposite effect on the lad and proved to be all the additional stimulation he needed. The sounds of his grunts increased. He began to plunge into her harder than before. He acted now as if he wanted to drive his shaft all the way into her belly. Janet for her part, opened herself wide to accommodate him, hoping that the prick would succeed in stimulating her enough before he spilled his milk in her. Her cunt lips had become terribly swollen and she knew that it would be hard for her to experience still another good climax without proper stimulation. She had already been over stimulated by the series of fuckings she had already received.
With a vehement lunge into her with his rampant prick, the boy shot the first of his hot load deep inside her. Feeling the hot milk splash against the bottom of her pussy, Janet also began to constrict. To her complete astonishment, she felt her own woman-nectar begin to flow freely. As if a signal, both joined together in a wild, thrashing of limbs. Janet wrapped her legs about his waist tightly as if she were riding a bucking horse, and her nails raked at his back with savage fury. The thoroughness of Janet's climax only served to increase the boy's sperm flow, and he spewed it forth into her time and time again. With each thrust, still more of both their juices cascaded down the insides of Janet's cunt walls.
She knew that had her poor box not been so completely sensitized by the unusual amount of activity that it had been subjected to that night, she wouldn't be responding so completely to this rather inept boy. He wasn't all that bad, but he sure as hell wasn't all that good either. Not good enough to have her climbing the walls like she was. She even began to worry that her display of emotion might be misconstrued as a fake, and that those watching might think she was just putting on an act. She needn't have worried, though. They were used to this, and knew that most of the girls found themselves in a similar situation on their initiation night. It was nothing new to them.
Finally, their brief bout with insanity at an end, both collapsed in a bundle of arms and legs, both too spent to move. A small round of applause greeted their ears, not nearly as loud as before. Most of the group had left, getting together in pairs at varied points around the large room. The sight of the double-fuck that Janet and the two boys had provided for them had tended to dull their senses as far as watching a simple one-way, natural position, fuck was concerned. Janet couldn't really blame them, although she felt a little disappointed. She had done her best and she felt that somehow they should have been willing to at least watch. The kiss that the boy planted firmly on her lips helped to mollify her somewhat. She smiled back at him when he thanked her. "Glad you enjoyed it," she said. Grinning, the boy said, "You can say that again." Then he was gone.
As tne boy had withdrawn his cock, it had made a sucking sound. The amount of come that she had in her was almost making her hole a sloppy mess, she reflected, and wished there was some way she could douche it out. But she knew she could forget about a luxury like that until the following morning. The very best she could hope for would be that Sharon might manage to bring her a towel. Even that would be something, though, the girl thought to herself. She looked around for her friend.
Now that all the boys in the club had been lustily satisfied, it came time for them to take a vote on her membership. There were twelve male members, and for her to be accepted by them, at least ten had to vote for her. However, of the two who were allowed to vote against her without her losing out, she still had one other peril to face. Any one of them desiring to vote against her had two choices. They could vote simply no, and if there were no more than two no votes, she was in. But, if one of them wanted to veto her, that is, declare that in his estimation she should actually be blackballed from membership, that vote would count as two no's in itself. If she had even one no with a veto, she was out. A veto meant that for grave reasons the member had found her totally unacceptable, and had enjoyed nothing about her. It was the most extreme thing that a member could do, therefore was seldom used.
If the member merely didn't personally like the pledge, or hadn't enjoyed fucking her, he could show his displeasure by simply voting no, and let it go at that. If the pledge displeased very many people, thus making herself unworthy of membership, she would quickly accumulate enough no-votes to tell the story. Sharon had told her, however, that at almost every initiation there was usually at least one no vote. After all, it was almost impossible for a girl to completely please every single one of the guys, and it more than likely would result in her accumulating at least one unhappy member. Thinking about this, the membership had allowed two bad ones before she would lose out. After that, it was more than just an unhappy member. Sharon confessed that she herself had received a no vote when she had pledged, and that it had really made her feel bad. Later, however, she made the guy take the vote back. In private, though.
Ron was standing in the middle of the room now with his hands over his head calling for everyone's attention. Knowing what the next order of business was to be, the members gathered about him obediently, in a generally jovial mood. Feeling as good as she did, Janet couldn't help hoping that she might be one of the rare girls who ever got a full twelve yes votes. She honestly felt that she had done a good enough job to warrant it, and glancing at the faces of the boys, she felt the excited anticipation rising in her. In the meantime, Sharon had come over, and sat down beside her.
Sharon had brought with her usually trusty glass of whiskey, and she now handed the glass to Janet, as they both settled down to wait out the vote. It was almost as important to Sharon, being Janet's sponsor, as it was to Janet herself. As for Janet, she was temporarily distracted by the whiskey, and couldn't help wondering why she wasn't being affected by the stuff. She had two full glasses of it so far and not the slightest effect. Giggling, it suddenly occurred to Janet that the obvious reason was that she had been keeping herself rather active. Janet giggled again as she thought of what an understatement that was. Taking a large swallow of the amber liquid, she giggled a third time, then seeing Ron glance at her with annoyance, managed to control herself.
"You better take it a little easy on that stuff," Sharon whispered. "You've had quite a bit, you know."
"Shit!" Janet replied. "I was just thinking that it hadn't affected me at all." She giggled again, and quickly glanced at Ron.
"That's what you think. You are letting it get to you whether you know it or not. Your face is flushed as hell."
"That is not from drinking, ducky," Janet answered in a whisper, not wanting to piss Ron off. "That is from getting the shit fucked out of me." Taking another sip of the burning fluid, Janet suddenly turned serious. Looking at Sharon quickly she asked, "How does it look? Think they will boot me out, or vote me in?"
"You are in, kid," Sharon assured her, smiling. Then, letting a frown crease her pretty face she went on, "but you can never tell at one of these damn things. Sometimes, they act like they like fucking you or having you suck them off. When it comes right down to voting though, they just might go the other way. But I don't think so in your case. Don't take it hard though if someone does vote against you. Sometimes they team up that way to scare you a little. I remember that the second one to vote in my initiation voted against me. I was worried sick about it since I was sure that everyone was for me. I found out later they had planned the whole fucking thing just to get my goat. So play it cool." Janet said she would, thinking of how foolish she had been in expecting them all to vote for her. It wasn't likely, she realized now.
"Anything you say, teacher," Janet said again, and giggling, wondered if maybe this stuff wasn't getting to her after all. She sure as hell was giggling a lot considering how serious the time was. She decided that she would take it a little easy after all. The one thing she sure as hell didn't want was to get juiced up. That would get her kicked out faster than anything. Sharon had told her about one girl who had come to her initiation half pie-eyed. The boys had all taken their turn with her, then every last one voted against her. They didn't like girls who had to get drunk in order to take the kind of things they had to go through to get into the club. A little booze was alright. Just not too much.
Having gotten everyone's attention, Ron called to Janet. She rose and went to stand beside him, so that everyone could see her.
Ron explained that the procedure was for her to kneel in front of him, and suck his cock while the members voted on her. Sharon had already explained this to her before so she immediately dropped to her knees and pulled Ron's cock into view. It was already rock-hard and Janet lost no time inputting it in her mouth and going to work on it just as she had done in the beginning. Some of the members gave short cheers for her, and she began to feel good again. Fantasies of racking up twelve yes votes sifted through her mind.
Janet sensuously let the hard dick ride in and out of her mouth. She would bring the tip of it almost completely out of her mouth, then make a big show of licking the head with her tongue. Ron grunted, and several of the fellows laughed. Janet decided that she would do all she could to make it as difficult as possible for him to call the role. Besides, seeing how expertly she was blowing their leader might help some of the guys decide that they, too, wanted some more of them, and vote to keep her in the club so that they would have ready access to her. She sucked away at his joint all that much harder.
"Alright, guys," he began. "It's time, ohhhh." More laughter rang out. "As I was saying," Ron went on. "It is time to take a vote on Janet. You all know the procedure, so let's not waste any time, ummm." Looking down at Janet, Ron said, "Sweet shit, Janet. Take it easy, will you? You are going to have me coming before I get this fucking role called and then you won't know how you came out until the next meeting." A loud chorus of yells and catcalls greeted Ron's statement. A few of the boys offered to call the role for him.
"What's the matter, glorious leader? Can't you take it?" one of the fellows called out jokingly. But that was a mistake, and even in her disadvantageous position Janet could feel Ron stiffen all over. There was just one thing he couldn't tolerate as the leader, and that was to have anyone challenging him. He had to stand up to any one of them, at any time, any place, or he would quickly lose his mantle of authority. It was based on both a vote of the membership, and the belief of the majority of the members that he could best control them all. If any one of them successfully challenged him, he would be through, period. Therefore, if someone did challenge him, Ron had to kick the shit out of them right then and there.
"If any one of you believes that," Ron said coldly, "just let him step forward right now and we'll find out if it's true."
The room dissolved into any uneasy silence. The only sounds to be heard were those of Janet's mouth working on Ron's cock. She knew that the best thing she could do was just keep right on sucking, pretending to ignore everything else in the room. This was especially so since in a rather indirect manner she was connected with it. So heavy was the silence in the room, that Janet had to fight down an impulse to stop sucking, and just let Ron's meat lie in her mouth. But she instinctively felt this would be the worst thing she could do. He just might decide to take some of his anger out on her if she did, and since no one seemed willing to step forward, it would soon be all over except the shouting. Janet continued to let his cock go in and out of her mouth like a piston.
The silence hung like a blanket of cold air over the room for a full minute. There were a few nervous coughs, and shuffling of feet but no one spoke. His retort unanswered, and sure of his control over the situation again, Ron began to relax. Janet felt his muscles soften and felt relieved. She had weathered the crisis, and nothing had come of it. But after that Janet decided that she wouldn't be quite as enthusiastic in her blow-job. The girl couldn't afford for anything to go wrong at this point. Girls with a reputation for always being at the center of problems between boys were about as welcome as a king-sized dose of the clap.
Completely relaxed at last, Ron laughed. Almost as if at a signal, the room once more started buzzing with conversation. Looking down at Janet, Ron smiled at her and said, "Alright, baby. Now you just suck away at this lollipop all you want to. Suck me good."
Happy with the knowledge that Ron wasn't mad at her after all, Janet willingly complied, increasing the speed of her head, pulling his rigid meat into her mouth as deeply as she could. The slurping noise she made brought forth more laughter and the festive mood soon replaced the high-voltage tension that had been there only a moment before.
"Alright, you guys, now back to calling the vote. As I call your name, give me your vote. Don?"
"In," his voice rang out clearly. A roar of approval greeted his vote. Janet sucked still harder, trying to show her appreciation, and managed to bring a grunt of approval from Ron.
"Jimmy?"
"In," his voice squeaked. Everyone laughed and several applauded. Someone called out, "Thatta way to go, stud!" and this was greeted with more laughter and Janet sucked merrily away at Ron's cock. Three more names were quickly called and each of them lustily shouted their approval of Janet. Each vote was greeted with a loud, noisy, raucous cheer, and Janet sucked all that much ardently on the leader's prick. She also noticed that each time he called a name now his voice was getting deeper. She was having an effect on him. Janet found she couldn't stop the wild pounding in her chest as the vote went on. She was sure that the members had accepted her, and the formality of finding out was almost unbearable. But she didn't feel safe in relaxing until the tenth yes-vote had been counted.
"Kenn, ahhh!" Ron moaned loudly. "Kenny," he repeated, fighting to keep control of his voice.
"I vote right on. Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes. And will you hurry up and finish this fucking roll call so I can get a crack at what you are getting right now?"
A loud cheer rousingly filled the room, and several shouts of "Yea,"
"Come on,"
"Finish it,"
"Hurry up," and "Right on," were heard. Janet showed her appreciation by taking Ron's cock out of her mouth, and lustily licked the shaft and head of it with her tongue, then popped it back into her mouth. Ron again rolled his eyes, and more yells were heard for him to hurry up and finish. Laughing, Ron said to the group, "If this cannibal down here will take it easy for a second so I can talk, I'd be happy to."
"Steve?"
"In baby, in," he shouted back. "Tommy?"
"All the way, man," he answered. Janet sucked still harder. She had eight yes votes now. Only two more needed. Ron would be one of those she was sure. That meant that all she really needed then was one more solid yes, and she was home free. Janet waited impatiently for him to call the next name and insure that she was accepted. The thought a boy might veto, never entered her mind.
"Big Bob?" Ron called out. Janet almost froze, then trying not to show her nervousness, went back to sucking Ron's cock more slowly. Her ears strained to hear the vote, however.
"I vote no," Big Bob answered. Janet groaned out her disappointment, and she heard several others do the same. Well, there it was. If she had gotten a vote of twelve yes's she would have already been in and the rest of her initiation would have been merely a matter of form. But one on the negative side meant she had to go through the entire twelve hours of initiation. Also, it meant that the girls had to vote on her, too. But there were only eleven girls to vote, since her membership would bring the club up to full strength. She knew for sure that at least one girl would be voting against her, and since the rules were the same there, only two no-votes, with ten yes's, she began to worry. She herself couldn't vote, so she could not afford to get two no votes from the girls' side.
"Alright. Big Bob votes no. That is eight votes for and one against. Now. Johnny?"
"Yes," she heard him shout. His vote was met with applause, although the no vote had somehow dampened their spirits. Janet now sucked lovingly at Ron's cock. His vote was all that mattered now. If he voted yes, she was in for sure. Then she remembered that there would still be one vote left outstanding, and if that vote were to be a veto, she could still lose. Her heart beat wildly as she contemplated that possibility. She searched her mind frantically trying to remember who had not voted yet. She couldn't think of whose it was.
Had she done a good job on him or not? Then Ron called the last name on the list besides his own. "Ray?"
Janet tried to look out of the corner of her eye. She saw a boy step forward and immediately recognized him as the boy who had jumped on her and so ineffectively fucked her. He had been the next to last one. She didn't know how he felt. Then she saw Karen standing next to him lightly touching his arm. The boy looked rather miserable. The bitch has gotten to him Janet realized. Now the big question is: how will he vote? Just no, or veto?
"Well, Ray?" Ron repeated again. "How do you vote?"
"I-I vote no," he stammered.
A loud groan went up from the group. Janet herself, however, wasn't too unhappy as she surveyed the consequences of his vote. That was really the best she could have hoped for under the circumstances. It sure as hell was better than a veto, which would have cancelled any chances she had. She was sure that Karen had done her best to get the boy to vote that way, and she felt good toward the lad that he had resisted. At least this way she had a fighting chance to stay in. Thus the score was nine to two, and that left only Ron to go. If the way Janet was mouthing his organ would influence him any, she was sure that he would be for her.
The room quieted down considerably, and everyone was looking to Ron. It was up to him now. If he didn't vote yes, it was all over for Janet. Janet herself was only too well aware of that, and she grasped Ron's shaft ever tighter, and renewed the vigor with which her mouth and tongue roamed over it. Her nicely-formed tits bobbed up and down. At last she heard someone in the room demand that Ron vote, so that they would have it over with.
Ron just looked down at Janet and smiled. Then, groaning loudly he said, "I don't know for sure yet. Gotta think about it for a few minutes."
Everyone knew what his answer would be. He was just teasing Janet, and was going to wait until she succeeded in making him come before giving her the satisfaction of knowing for certain. Janet, for her part, went along with the plan. She, too, knew that all she needed to do was give him a really good cock-sucking and she was in. From the way he had treated her all evening she felt secure in the knowledge that he was on her side anyway. But to really help matters along just in case she was mistaken, she really went to work on his prick now.
The group, by now caught up in the fantasy of the drama, was yelling at her to suck him harder. They had begun to clap their hands in unison with the rhythm of her head going back and forth over his big piece of meat in her mouth. At the same time, they had begun shouting, "Suck! Suck! Suck!" and clapping in time with each shout, laughing all the while. Not a person in the room doubted but that she was now one of their club sisters. None that was, except for Karen, who still held out hopes that she could successfully block it before her arch foe was sworn in.
Trying to add to the mystery of his final decision, however, Ron had puckered his lips and was holding his chin in one hand as he pretended to be in deep thought about what to do. A chorus of 'Vote, Ron, Vote!' had sprung up, and was keeping time with the clapping and cries for Janet to suck. He only continued to look blankly off into space, seemingly oblivious to what Janet was doing to his joint. Even Janet began to be affected, and she once more increased her efforts. The mere thought that Ron might vote against her caused a lump to rise in her throat. Opening her mouth as far as she possibly could, and at the same time bringing the cock into her mouth deeper than she had ever dared before, Janet was determined that she would give Ron the cock-sucking of his life. She felt the big head of it touch the opening of her throat, and although she almost gagged, she forced it down into her throat. That did it.
Dropping his hands to her head quickly, Ron began to gyrate his hips wildly. Not waiting for her to come forward anymore, but instead taking the initiative himself, he shoved his rock-hard prick into her hot orifice rapidly.
His breath coming hard now, punctuated by repeated moaned gasps, Janet knew that the impending flood of his come juice couldn't be more than a few strokes away. Continuing to hold her mouth open wide for him, she let him fuck her in the mouth as deeply as he wanted. Then she heard him utter a strangled shout, and someone soundly called for him to vote.
"Alright! Ahhhhh! Ohhhh!" he yelled. "I vote-I vote. Ohhhhh! Sweet shit! I'm gonna come!" He was pumping away at Janet's mouth furiously now. "Yiiiii, there it goes! Ohhhhh! Ummmm!"
Renewed yells of "Vote, Vote, Vote," resounded across the room. Finally, perspiring freely, Ron managed to gasp out, "I vote, ohhhh, I vote yeeeeeeeess!" Then he fell into a frenzy of pumping frantically into Janet's mouth, the come juice spurting viciously into her throat. Near-pandemonium had broken loose, and many of the members were jumping up and down. Hearing Ron vote yes, Janet sucked at his come more happily than she would have even believed she could have. She was in. She was IN. She was sure that absolutely nothing could stop her now.
Still his hot creamy liquid flowed in an unending stream into Janet's mouth. Try as she might, she just could not manage to swallow it all, and some trickled down from the corners of her mouth. By now, Ron had buried his cock so deeply into her mouth that she was being tickled by the hairs around his root. The watchers were still jumping up and down, howling happily. They seemed to be as happy about the whole thing as she was. Right at that moment, Janet was as happy as she had ever been in her entire life. She had been accepted into the club. Of that she was sure. All the rest would be more formality. She was happy. She was glad. She was in.
Exhausted, Ron withdrew his shrunken cock from her mouth. At the sight of the now spent prick, another round of cheers resounded around the room. Ron looked down at her with fondness. She returned his look with a steady gaze, showing her appreciation his vote had given her. Without a doubt, he would have her suck his cock more than once in the coming weeks. Of that she was sure. She'd done a good job. Ron would see to it that she was protected against the possibility of being dropped at the last moment, by any tricks that Karen might try to pull. He liked the way she performed on his joint.
The vote completed, the group left the scene of the action, and began drifting about, most looking for a fresh refill of their drinks. They talked in small groups, some of them occasionally giving her a friendly glance. She would be left alone for a while, but not for good. The boys would come back soon for another crack at her. She knew that and took advantage of her chance to rest.
Sharon again sat down beside her. This time, there was no glass in her hand. She had apparently decided that Janet had had enough, at least for the time being. She smiled warmly at her friend, and reached out to put her hand on the girl's forearm.
"That was some ending, kid," she laughed. "Boy, Ron almost lost his cool over that sucking you gave him. I have seen him happy before, but never like that."
"Yeah! But I was really hoping that I might get all the guys to vote for me. From the way Big Bob voted, I suppose you weren't able to talk him out of it? Huh?"
"Wrong! I was partly successful. He said he couldn't vote for you but that he wouldn't go through with what he had planned for you before. He wouldn't back off completely though. He said he had to at least fuck you in the ass once more or the guys would think he had chickened out. But he had planned on giving it to you like that all night. At least you will only have to take it once more. And I don't think the rest of the guys will do it to you like that any more either. So you have almost got it made. But be careful. By the way, you know that since you got a no-vote you'll also have to be voted by the girls?"
"Yes, but that won't be a problem, will it?"
"I don't think so. But Karen has been stirring up some shit. Don't know what yet. Just look out for her, that's all. As for most of the girls, they think you are okay, and won't give you any trouble. I don't think most of them will even make you do anything. Velma is the leader, and she will call for a vote in a few minutes, and from what she has said, I said, I gather that she is putting out the word to let you in. So, in a few minutes, it should be all over, and then all you will have to do is make yourself available for the guys for the rest of the night. But judging from the way you take to fucking, I don't guess that will be much of a problem for you? Huh?" She grinned knowingly at her friend.
Janet conceded that it wouldn't. But she was still worried. The fact that Sharon had confided in her that her enemy Karen was cooking something up, scared her. She still was not officially a club member. She wouldn't be until the next morning at dawn. A lot could happen between then and now. The thought of her being so close, and then losing at the last minute, left her with an uneasiness that she just couldn't seem to shake. Sharon was talking to her again now, and Janet had been so engrossed in her thoughts that she had to ask her to repeat it.
"I said, that they are developing the pictures now. Kenny is the club photographer. They have set him up a little darkroom in one of the rooms upstairs. He said he would have some of the pics in about fifteen minutes. I can hardly wait to see them."
"What pictures?" Janet asked puzzled.
"The pictures of your initiation. Didn't I tell you?"
"No."
"Oh sure. They always take pictures of an initiation. It goes in the club scrapbook. You can have copies, too, if you want. Didn't you see the camera?"
Janet admitted that she hadn't. She had been too busy making sure that the boys had been satisfied to notice anything as mundane as a camera. Again she felt a strange uneasiness cross over her mind. She hadn't known that they took pictures of what she was doing. The thought disturbed her vaguely. She could just imagine what they would look like. She could just see them in her mind's eye. Her sucking and fucking everything in sight. If those pictures ever fell into the wrong hands, wow! Double wow! She couldn't help expressing her fears to Sharon.
"Oh, stop worryin, will you? Everyone who had ever been initiation has had pictures made of it. No one has ever gotten hold of them yet, and no one ever will. It is sort of a tradition now. They go in the club scrapbook, and sometimes when we are all just sitting around we bring them out. It's always good for a million laughs. Besides, later, when you look at the pictures, it kind of brings back fond memories. I know I always get turned on when I look at my pictures. Just thinking about it sometimes gets me so damned hot I wind up finger-fucking myself. I did it today in class, when I was thinking about tonight.
"Really? What class?" Janet asked incredulously.
"Biology. That cute Mr. Simmons was talking about how the different animals reproduce, and I got to thinking about how people reproduce. I was in the back of the class. No one could see what I was doing so I just slipped my hand up under my dress. You know that half of the time I don't wear any panties at school. I always leave the house with them on, just in case my mother checks, but I take them off just as soon as I get to school. Makes it easy for one of the guys to slip me a quickie sometimes."
Getting a dreamy look in her eye from some apparent particular fond memory of having a quickie slipped to her, Sharon's voice trailed off for a moment. Deeply interested now, Janet brought her back to the present and insisted on knowing more. She couldn't help feeling a little hot herself at the thought of Sharon finger-fucking herself in class. She didn't doubt that it had happened though. Sharon was always doing something like that. Janet herself had never had enough nerve to. But that was one thing Sharon had. Nerve! With a capital N. She had done things in Janet's presence that Janet would never have believed had she not actually seen it. Knowing Sharon the way she did, there was absolutely nothing that she would put past her friend. She was a little nutty at time, but Janet sincerely liked her, and again insisted on knowing more about what had happened at school. She was fascinated.
"Oh, yes," Sharon murmured, bringing herself back from her dream world. "Well, like I was saying, that cute Mr. Simmons was talking about the way animals reproduce. I got hot. I knew there was no way anyone could see me. So, I just slipped my hand up under my dress and fingered myself. I had been doing it for a few minutes when he noticed what I was doing. I'm sure he saw me. The way he looked makes me sure. I don't know what it was but the thought that he was standing up there in the front of the class lecturing and at the same time watching me while I finger-fucked myself really turned me on. I spread my legs a little wider so that he could get a really good look. I could tell by his voice that he was watching. His cock got hard, too. I could see it bulging out in front. That even made me hotter."
"Well, anyway,I got so damned hot then that I really went to work on myself. I've kind of had a thing for him for a long time anyway. Sometimes, I even think about what it would be like having him fuck me. Bet he would be good. Too bad he is a teacher. If he was a student I would get the club to pledge him. Then I would fuck the son-of-a-bitch to death. No! First, I would make him get down on his knees and eat me. I would make him eat my pussy until he begged to fuck me. Then I would let him, but only let him put the head of his cock in. If he disobeyed me, I would make him bend over and stick a coke bottle up his ass. Then I would make him fuck himself in his own ass with it. Oh, shit. That makes me hot."
Her breath was coming hard now, and the fantasies she was having about the teacher had gotten her very hot. Her hand was gently rubbing her slit, and she glanced around quickly to pick out a handy candidate to scratch the itch she had created.
"Go on," Janet urged her friend. "You have got me hot just talking about it. I think he is cute, too. A lot more than just cute even. Motherfucker, but I wish one of the guys would come over here and fuck me right now. Where in the hell are they when a girl needs them? Really needs them.
Sharon laughed. The thought that Janet was actually wanting one of the boys to fuck her again, when she was going to wind up being fucked so much before the night was over that she would almost beg them not to do it anymore, amused her. But the itch in her own cunt wasn't a bit funny. Just then, she spotted Kenny coming into the room from upstairs. He had the freshly-developed pictures in his hands. She motioned him over.
As he approached them, Sharon quickly whispered to Janet that she was going to get him to fuck both of them. She confessed that she was already so hot that she had come from just rubbing her slit through her panties. She promised to tell him to do something for Janet also, as soon as she herself had been relieved.
He would still have a good hard-on, and besides, it would be fun having him fuck them both at the same time. Grinning a mischievous grin, she said, "But you will get the best part of the deal. He will last longer on you and shoot more come in you. That always turns me on. I like to feel a boy shoot his come in me."
"Me, too," Janet quickly agreed.
Just then Kenny walked up to them, unaware of what the girls had in mind. Smiling broadly, he handed a handful of the still-damp prints to Sharon and another batch to Janet. "They really came out good," he said with real pride. "Some of the best yet. You are really photogenic." The last was directed at Janet, and she smiled.
"Thanks," she replied absent-mindedly. But the pictures with her were good, and they consumed most of her interest. The ones she happened to be looking at showed her sucking Ron's cock the first time. The clarity of the photograph was amazing. Every hair around Ron's big prick stood out sharply. Janet's eyes were closed, but the look of sublime pleasure on her face was almost embarrassing to Janet. No one, but absolutely no one, who would ever look at that picture could doubt for one minute that she had been having the time of her life. The old uneasiness touched her again. She couldn't help feeling that danger was there, and she wished the pictures had not been taken.
In spite of her feelings of apprehension, however, Janet quickly flipped through the rest of the prints in her hand. Everyone was almost a masterpiece in photography. She could readily see why the club had made Kenny the official photographer. He was really good.
When she came to the one showing her on her knees before the inadequately-hung Jimmy, she couldn't help a stifled laugh. Seeing that Kenny had brought the pictures down from the darkroom, several of the others had crowded around, anxious to see themselves preserved for posterity. As the boys looked over them, they would give loud whoos of hilarity as they came to a picture of themselves. Looking lustily at Janet, perhaps remembering the degree of pleasure that she had given them just at the moment the shutter flashed, their eyes unmistakably told her that they would certainly be back for more.
Sharon in the meantime had pulled Kenny off to the side and Janet could see her massaging the boy's cock through his pants. He didn't need much prodding though, and they were both soon locked together, his prick buried deep inside her. She was pushing up at him frantically. So loud was their lovemaking that many of the people gathered around Janet had turned to watch, and a few were shouting words of encouragement to the couple. They either didn't hear them or just ignored them. They were too busy to be bothered.
Sharon had been right about the degree of her heat, and it took only a short time before she was shouting her release. Janet, watching her friend being satisfied, felt the urge within her rising sharply. She hoped her friend would not forget her promise to ask Kenny to do something for her when he was finished. But she need not have-worried. Watching what was going on had turned on several of the boys assembled around her. She felt someone touching her arm, and looking up at the serious, desire-laden face of Steve. Remembering what a good fucking he had already given her, she didn't hesitate before lying down on the mattress and opening herself to him. They had to push a few of the people out of their eager way. Loud shouts of make-believe protest were heard, then the recently dispossessed people fell silent as they watched Steve produce his hard cock and immediately plunge it into Janet's waiting cunt.
At once, both began to pitch and heave wildly. Caught up in the heat of their passions, they ignored everything about them, and concentrated only on satisfying the inner cravings that gnawed incessantly at their innards.
Janet, like Sharon, had been brought up to such a fever pitch of excitement by the thought of the young, good-looking teacher at school that she came almost immediately. Heaving herself against Steve frantically, she poured out her juices with loud cries of passion. The rapidity with which she had reached her climax aided Steve in reaching his also. No sooner had Janet announced her flow then he felt his own seed reaching the boiling point. Harder and harder he plunged into the willing warmth below him. Putting his hands under her hips, he pulled her into himself as much as he could. Then, explode he did, time after time, lunging into her.
Feeling his come spurting inside of her, Janet again felt a faint flowing of love cream from herself. Gladly she raised her ass to meet each frenzied stab he made at her. Feeling stream after steam of his hot fluid jetting into her, she moaned her appreciation. At the same time, she called on him to fuck her still more and harder. Happily Steve attempted doing just that. The power with which he thrust his rod into her increased, until finally, spent, he plunged firmly into her one last time. Then he lay still, trembling, and letting the vestiges of his recent lust subside.
Another cheer went up. Insisting that Steve relinquish his place of honor, Johnny stepped forward and already had his hard organ in view. Smiling at him, Steve pulled away from Janet. But not before giving a long hard kiss on the lips, and promising to be back later for more.
No sooner had Steve pulled out, than Johnny roughly shoved his swollen member into Janet's pussy. He was hot. Hotter than he had been the first time. Janet wrapped herself around her new paramour with a purpose and fucked back at him as harshly as she could. As hot as Johnny was, it only took him a few minutes before he, too, squirted his seed inside her, grunting loudly all the while. After he had finished, there was still another and another to take his place. Happily, Janet satisfied all that came along, experiencing still twice more the sweet, delicious feeling of her own come racing through her pussy. By now she had come so much, and had had so much come shot into her, that she heard a sucking sound each time a new boy would ram his stump into her. But she didn't care. She was having too much fun to worry about such things.
As the seemingly endless street of fuck partners fell on top of her, Janet began to feel a slight touchiness to her pussy. She calculated that she had been fucked at least twenty times so far. That didn't include the number of times her mouth had been full of cock either. Knowing that she still had such a long time to go, Janet began easing off slightly on the ardor with which she fucked back. If she didn't slow down, she knew that she wouldn't last the whole night. Sharon had been right. It did get a little tiresome.
Janet saw that many of the others had not waited for her to finish. Already to the breaking point with their own passions, they had gone to one of the other girls and gotten satisfaction. She was glad in a way. The more the other girls fucked them, the less she would have to take. Besides, there were already two more waiting for her to finish with the one on her now. They waited patiently, their cocks ready. She caught a glimpse of Kenny, his trusty camera at work again. But he wasn't just shooting pictures of her. He was also getting some damned good shots of the others. Sweet shit, she thought to herself. This thing has turned into a fucking orgy.
After that, and what seemed like a lifetime, literally, the last of the boys finished fucking her now-tingling hole, and withdrew a limp cock. She sighed a sigh of deep relief when she realized that for once, there was not another waiting to take this place. She was thankful for the breather. Since Johnny had first fucked her the second time around, she had been getting fucked constantly for almost two hours. She was astonished to find that it was already three in the morning. Only four more hours to go, she thought. Only four little hours and it would all be over with. She could hardly wait. The discomfort in her pussy was becoming more noticeable now, and she hoped the boys had enough fucking, at least for a little while. She would be ready again soon though.
Spying Sharon on the couch with Big Bob banging away at her widely-spread legs, she hoped that her friend was doing a little politicking for her. Maybe, just maybe, he might be persuaded to accidentally forget to fuck her in the ass again. She became aware that most of the pain had suddenly disappeared from her rear, and she wasn't particularly eager to have it returned again. Even if Sharon were unable to accomplish that, from the way Big Bob was banging away at her, he just might find himself so worn out that he would be unable to fuck her asshole again. She crossed her fingers and uttered a fervent wish that this would be the case.
Soon afterwards, almost as if by a signal, all the loving couples finished what they were doing. They could then be seen in small groups talking and laughing. Most of them were drinking from glasses full of the amber liquid. Janet could almost taste it herself, and desired a good stiff drink more than anything else in the world. It had been quite some time since she had one. Looking around, she finally attracted the attention of Jimmy. Neatly motioning him over, she made known her searing thirst. Jimmy left, and was soon back with a glass brimming over with straight whiskey. Janet drank deeply of it, then smiled her appreciation to Jimmy. The lad smiled back, happy that he could have helped her. Then, he sat beside her and looked at the rest of the group. They didn't talk, and Janet sipped at her drink.
Just then Ron called for the attention of the group. He quickly reminded everyone that the girls hadn't voted on Janet yet. The vote having been forgotten in the heat of things. However, Karen had reminded both him and Velma of it.
"Alright," he began. "Us guys have already voted, and as everyone knows, we accepted Janet. But, under the rules, since she got at least one no vote, it is necessary now for the girls to vote on her, too. The rules are the same. No more than two no-votes. If she gets more than two, then the guys have the chance to vote again, and override the girls. But she would have to get an unanimous vote for that. If she doesn't, well, that would mean that she was rejected, and. . " he paused then for effect. "And, since I'm sure that none of us want that to happen, how about you girls getting it over with and voting now. Alright?"
There were murmurs of approval all around, and then Velma, the girls' leader, stepped into the middle of the room. Calling over the noise for silence, she announced that the girls would vote now. However, before she could call the first name, she was interrupted by Karen.
"Hold it just a minute, Velma. Janet is a pledge, right? Under the rules, if we have to vote, she must go through some sort of initiation with us, too, right?"
Noncommittally, Velma nodded her head, waiting for Karen to go on.
"Well, I think it is only absolutely fair that we have the initiation first, before we vote. After all, we all had to go through it, didn't we? What is the matter? Is she too good to go through the same things we had to? This some kind of special deal, or something?
Karen's words struck home to most of the girls there. It was true that each and everyone of them had to go through some sort of ritual before they had been accepted. While most of them would probably have let the thing slip by, had they not been reminded by Karen, now that their thoughts were on their own initiations, they weren't in the mood to let it slip by that easily.
Seeing that Karen had indeed scored a good point, and knowing there was no way that she could gracefully get out of it, Janet decided that she would nip her little backstabbing attempt right in the bud. Rising to her feet, and not being sure if it were proper for her to speak out or not, she did so anyway. "Karen is right," she called out loudly, startling everyone. "What am I? Some kind of privileged character or something. Besides, I will feel like I have been cheated or something if I miss out on anything. After all, a girl only gets one initiation, right? I'm entitled to the full treatment, and I want it."
Janet, having said her piece, immediately sat down. From the looks the other girls were giving her, she knew that she had done the right thing. She had completely won them over to her side, and had made Karen look like shit. They respected her for not trying to get around something, and go through her initiation the easy way. Even though Janet would have to go through some kind of deal, she was sure that none of them would be hard on her. Janet's eyes caught Sharon's, and the look her friend gave her more than convinced her that she had done just the right thing. Sharon winked at her.
"Good girl, Janet," one of the guys called out, and that was soon followed by more and louder shouts of approval for her gumption. Karen obviously wasn't happy about the new twist, however. She had tried to discredit Janet, and had the tables neatly turned on her. She realized that she had been made to look like an ass, and a troublemaker. She glared at Janet, still seated on the mattress. Janet smiled back at her coyly, outwardly showing nothing of the self-satisfaction she felt. Janet didn't care what the girl did to her when her turn came, she would hold up under it. hold up under it. Again calling for attention, Velma said, "Well, I guess that settles it then. Karen has called for an initiation rite, and the pledge has said she wants it." Smiling, she mockingly bowed from the waist to Janet before saying, "Okay, let's give it to her. Who wants to go first?"
Although Janet had half-expected Karen to leap at the chance, she saw that that wasn't her plan after all. She just stood silently as one of the other girls stepped forward and volunteered. Her name was Jo Ann. As far as Janet knew, she had nothing against her, so there was no reason for Janet to be concerned. Jo Ann quickly walked over to her and then stood there pondering what to have her do. Finally, shrugging her shoulders, she ordered Janet to get on her all fours. After Janet had assumed the ordered position, Jo Ann quickly slapped her on the buttocks. Surprised, Janet let out a startled little grunt. But immediately after having delivered the not-too-hard swat, JoAnn stepped back and announced that she was through with her part of the initiation. She smiled at Janet. "Alright, who's next?" questioned Velma. In rapid succession, three more girls stepped forward and delivered much the same kind of popping blows on Janet's naked ass, many of them cupping their hands so that the swat sounded a lot louder than it felt. This was going to be a cinch, Janet reflected, genuinely grateful to the girls. Then her gaze caught Karen's face. She knew that while the rest of the girls would go lightly on her, she could depend on something pretty shitty from her adversary.
Just then a little blonde girl that Janet recognized as Susan stepped forward and while some of the others continued to give her ass token attention, knelt in front of her. Smiling, she spoke to Janet, almost apologetically. "Gee, Janet," she stammered. "I don't want you to think there is anything personal in what I'm going to have you do. I like you a lot, and you have got my vote for sure. But there is one thing that really turns me on, and an initiation night is just too good a chance for me to pass up. Please don't get mad at me, and hold a grudge or anything." The sincere way in which Susan had sounded touched Janet. She didn't know what the girl had in mind, but she couldn't help feeling that it wouldn't be too bad.
Besides, even if it were really raunchy, there really wasn't much she could do about it. She was a pledge, and Susan could make her do anything she wanted. But it did help to know that the girl would be acting under motives other than dislike. Janet was sure she wouldn't hold whatever it was against Susan. By now, three more girls had delivered light paddling to her exposed rear end. Finally, Susan stepped forward and told Janet to get up on her knees. Janet did as she was told, curious now as to what the pretty blonde girl had in mind. She almost couldn't believe her ears when the attractive girl pulled her dress up and exposed her cute little blonde cunt. Then, Susan stepped forward, her pussy directly in line with Janet's mouth. At once Janet realized what the girl had in mind. She felt a certain revulsion sweep over her, and was unable to control it completely. She had never dreamed that she would be asked to eat pussy.
"Alright, pledge," Susan said. "Eat me. Lick my cunt."
Janet looked up at her. She heard several tittering snickers coming from some of those watching, and realized that they were just as interested in watching what she was doing as they had been in watching her suck and fuck all the others. Resigned to her fate, and harboring a little resentment toward the blonde girl who had ordered her to do the unpleasant thing, she leaned forward reluctantly.
As the slightly, sweet, smell of pussy meat reached her nostrils, she lost a little of her feelings of distaste for her task. She had never even though about doing this before, but for that matter she had never sucked cock before either. Remembering that she had been pleasantly surprised to find that she liked the taste of a good hard prick in her mouth, she couldn't help wondering if she just might not find eating pussy enjoyable too.
The blonde girl had spread her legs a little further apart when Janet had leaned forward, and the soft pink folds of her cunt were visible to Janet now. She saw that the lips of Susan's cunt were already swollen, and this caused them to pucker out a little. She stuck out her tongue, and taking a deep breath, let the tip of it touch one of the gorged cunt lips. A barely perceptible moan came from the girl, and Janet saw her spread her feet a little further.
The slightly ironish taste of the pussy reached Janet's taste buds, causing mixed emotions in her. While she didn't exactly find the taste completely unpleasant, the thought of what she was doing couldn't stop her from being unable to like it either. Once she had started, however, Janet proceeded with her task rapidly. She was in a hurry to get it over with. Letting her tongue brush lightly up and down the exposed slit, she watched fascinated as Susan arched her hips out to more fully meet the exploring tip of Janet's tongue. Still watching Susan's cunt, she saw the lips become more and more full, causing the inner pinkness of the girl's cunt to become more visible to the girl licking it.
Becoming really interested now in what was happening, Janet let her tongue probe a little deeper into the inner recesses of the hole. She wasn't surprised at the heat of the living flesh she was caressing, but what did surprise her the most, was that the deeper her tongue went into the cunt, the sweeter the meat became. It was fantastic. It seemed to lose some of its irony taste once she got past the lips, and take on a kind of beefy, wet taste. Not finding this in the least bit bad, Janet let her tongue sink to its full length in the now-fully presented cunt. She was rewarded with a deep, long, low moan of desire from Susan, who shoved her hips forward as much as she could to get the tongue deeper into her.
Janet had never had her cunt eaten before. She had often heard some of the girls talking about getting eaten, and once she had almost asked a boy with her if he would do it, but she had been afraid to. But from the sound of passion coming now in a steady stream from the girl frantically rotating her hips into Janet's face, Janet vowed that at the very next opportunity she had, she would have it done to herself. If Susan was getting this much pleasure from it, it must really have some good points. In fact, the fervid sounds Susan was making actually began having an effect on Janet. She was getting a bit hot herself. This astonished the girl.
Janet was by now he king and sucking at Susan's pussy lustily. Her tongue found Susan's swollen clit. When the tip of it touched the miniature prick, she felt Susan put both her hands on her head and pull her face more fully into her cunt. In order to do so, she had to let go of her skirt, and the garment fell down over Janet's face. Immediately, there were several shouts of disapproval from those watching for having their view obstructed.
"Hey!" someone shouted. "Someone hold her dress up. I wanna see this." Several others agreed vehemently.
"Jimmy," Janet heard one of the girls shout. "You do it. And be sure to watch closely. You can learn how it's done." This brought forth giggles from the other girls. From the corner of her eye, Janet saw Jimmy's legs come into view, and then felt the obstructing garment lifted from her head, letting what she was doing be clearly seen again. She did her best to ignore everyone, however, concentrating solely on the task at hand.
By now Janet had lost her acute embarrassment that she had felt when first ordered to do what she was apparently, if Susan's reactions were any indicator, doing very well. The girl was helplessly gyrating her hips into Janet's face with unhidden passion. Moaning loudly, Janet knew that the girl couldn't last much longer without flowing her juices in her mouth. She couldn't help wondering how it would taste. Would it be like man-come? Sort of starchy and salty-tasting? Or, would it taste more like the tissues that released it, sweet and milky. Just then she heard Susan shout the news that she was ready to come. Janet increased her efforts, knowing that that was the only way she was going to find out the answer to her question. And the way Susan was carrying on, it wouldn't be long.
Bending her knees, and thrusting her cunt still more frantically forward into Janet's mouth, while at the same time pulling Janet's head in as hard as she could, Susan came. Janet was amazed to find that instead of spurting out in a jet stream like man-come, Susan's pussy nectar flowed from all sides at once. She could feel it accumulating in her mouth then. It did taste sweet. Her lips sucked noisily at Susan's hard, rubbery clit, and at the same time she drank in her passion milk thirstily. Janet couldn't understand why, but the sounds of total sexuality that the blonde girl was making had gotten her so hot that she thought she might come herself. She wanted the girl to come still more, and was doing her best to bring the desired results to reality.
As Susan began pouring her love cream out into Janet's mouth the assembled group let out a loud cheer, just as they had done when the boys had announced that they were coming in Janet. The fact that it was girl-come this time instead of boy-come, didn't seem to matter.
Susan, however, didn't hear it. She was lost somewhere in the endless reaches of space, that had made itself known to her for a split second, as the thin line between life and death had met. Her face was contorted almost as if she were in pain, which indeed she was. But it was a pain so exquisite that she would have loved to feel it for the rest of her life, knowing full well that if she did, it would ultimately drive her completely insane with happiness. She couldn't have cared less at that moment, however, because it would have been the most beautiful way in the world to go out of one's mind.
There was something about having her cunt-lapped that had always excited Susan. No man, no matter how accomplished he might be could give her the same feeling she got from having a woman eat her pussy. She would always remember the woman who had lived upstairs above the apartment they had used to live in when she was younger. She had introduced Susan to the joys of having her little cunt teased by a hot tongue. Susan had been only twelve at the time, but she could still clearly remember the haunting sensations that had screamed their way through her brain that first time the woman had dipped her educated tongue into her cunt for the first time. It had been the greatest thing ever to happen to her.
After that, frightened by what had taken place inside of her, Susan had stayed away from the woman for two days. It had been the first time she had experienced the wonderful feeling of coming also, and the girl was still uncertain about the experience. Finally, her little pussy had begun to itch unbearably, and she had rushed home from school one day, and without even bothering to go to her own apartment, had rung the ladies' doorbell. When the woman had opened the door and seen the blonde girl standing there with her head bowed slightly, she had only smiled a knowing smile. Pulling Susan to her, she had closed the door gently. That afternoon had been the most wonderful comprehension Susan had ever known in her short lifetime.
The two of them had stayed together in the woman's apartment until way after dark. Susan had caught nine-thirty brands of hell when she had finally gone home. Her mother had been worried frantic by her unexpected absence, and had even called the cops to report her as missing. Fearing that her mother would stop her from ever going back if she had told where she had spent the day, Susan lied about what she had been doing, and instead said she had been playing at the school playground, and had forgotten about the time. She had gotten a spanking then, but the warm memories of the things that had happened to her in the apartment above theirs only a short time before, had allowed her to barely feel the stinging blows. She just kept remembering the joy she had known.
As the last burning wave of desire drained from her body, Susan began to return to reality. She was always a little embarrassed first thing after reaching her climax. She knew that she did it with such zealousness. Everyone watching her made her blush, especially at an initiation. Susan had frequently sworn to herself that she wouldn't do it again in front of others, but once she began feeling her needs boiling inside of her, and the opportunity of being able to have them satisfied so conveniently presented itself, she always capitulated. Susan just couldn't control the burning cravings that seared her very being. She was a prisoner of her own lust.
CHAPTER FOUR
Her climax over now, Susan stepped back from Janet's face. Looking down at Janet, she blushed pinkly, and forced a shy smile to her. Janet had done a superb job of eating her, and Susan was truly grateful to her. The look in Janet's eyes told her that she had enjoyed it too. Maybe! Just maybe, the girl might be a kindred spirit, thought Susan. She decided that she would endeavor to get the girl alone later and talk to her. She had seen Kenny taking' pictures of what Janet had been doing. She would wait until she knew they were ready, then show them to Janet. If Janet reacted the way Susan hoped she would, Susan would know for sure that she had found someone with whom she could share her strange desires. If not! Well, she could always get what she wanted from the next initiation. But they were few and far between. Too far between, and she needed it now. She reflected on how Janet would react to seeing herself sucking merrily away at a hot, blonde, cunt. The thought almost made her feelings begin to stir again.
Janet had indeed enjoyed it. Not as much as Susan would have liked to imagine however. It had been an interesting experience to be sure. But she wouldn't want a steady diet of it. She much preferred a hot cock buried in her somewhere. Anywhere. Except maybe her ass. Still, she had done as commanded and took the cheers and words of praise in her stride. After all, she had earned them.
None of the other girls wanted her to eat them. She was glad of this since even though she had kind of enjoyed doing it the first time, she had still felt very embarrassed by it. But since she was doing it under duress, she felt that no one would attach any particular shame to her. After all, everything went at an initiation. Even pussy eating.
After all the girls except Karen had had Janet do something, usually get on all fours and receive a token slap from them, Janet waited impatiently to see what her enemy would dream up. Karen stepped into the circle of the picture then, almost reluctantly. Once all eyes were on her however, she regained her self-confidence. Looking over the assembled group quickly, she centered her gaze on Janet. Janet returned her steady stare, determined not to be stared down. She still didn't know what she might have up her sleeve, but whatever it might be she was determined to take it. Not only take it, but maybe even ask for more.
After looking at Janet for a few more seconds, Karen commanded her to once more assume a position on her hands and knees. Obeying, Janet did as she was told, then waited to see what came next. She saw that Karen had a paper bag in her hand. She watched with growing curiosity as the girl removed an object from the bag. At first she couldn't clearly see what it was but once she recognized the object, she knew what Karen had in mind, and her mind reeled.
Karen had pulled a large dildo from the bag. Attached to it was a strap. Even then Karen was busy strapping the false dick onto herself, all the while eyeing Janet's naked ass, a cruel smile tingling her lips. This bitch means to fuck my poor asshole with that damned thing, Janet said to herself. That must have been what she had meant earlier when she had asked Janet how she liked having cock up her ass. She knew how much it had hurt when Big Bob had fucked her in the ass. Now she was determined to bring about the same torment herself. But the most terrible part about this would be that the fake cock couldn't come, thus ending the torment. That meant the she-demon would be able to keep the false prick in her ass as long as she wanted to. Janet knew that if that happened, she would be ruined by the time Karen voluntarily decided to pull the prick out of her ass. It appeared that Karen had thought of the perfect way to break her. Janet herself realized that she wouldn't be able to hold up under such torture for very long. All she could do was swallow hard, and try to put on a brave front.
Screwing up her courage, Janet decided that no matter what she might have to endure, she wouldn't allow this pig to break her. If she had to bit nails to keep from breaking, she would. She knew that the dildo would finish her, but she also realized that most of the people there were on her side. They might enjoy the sight of a boy fucking her asshole bloody, but she doubted if they would get too much pleasure from seeing Karen using a false dong on her. Almost as if to prove the accuracy of her prediction, one of the other girls spoke up at just that minute.
"Hey Karen," she yelled. "What's the big idea? We have never used dildo's before. What kind of shit are you trying to pull?"
"Just because we have never used them doesn't mean that we can't use them," retorted Karen. "The rules say that a pledge has to do anything a member wants them to. Well, I want Janet to get herself fucked in the ass by a dildo. She seemed to like it so much when the guys were doing it to her, I'm sure she won't mind a bit. Anyway I'm perfectly within my rights."
"Hey Karen," shouted Sarah, another of the girls. "That is a pretty shitty trick. You know damned well that it's not fair. Janet has to take all the cock, real cock that is, that these horny bastards can throw at her. Not dildos though. How about it Velma? Is this fair?"
Janet couldn't help being grateful to the girl for trying to protect her. She had never even thought that it might not be allowed. Now that the question had been raised, there was also a faint ray of hope that she just might be spared the horrible agony that awaited her if Karen had her way. Janet focused her attentions on the pondering Velma. It would be up to her.
It was true that this was unusual. Velma had never before had to deal with a problem like this. Most of the things that came up for her to decide were pretty small. Petty squabbles between the girls; usually over one of the boys that another girl was fucking. But this was different, and the girl wracked her brain for something to go by. She personally agreed that it was a shitty trick. But, there was really nothing in the rules about it. The only thing the rule said was just as Karen had quoted it. The pledge had to do anything a member told them to do on initiation night. Looking to Ron, she sought out his help in the matter.
"I don't know Ron," she said flatly. "What do you think?"
"Leave me out of this Velma," he replied. "I've got enough to do to keep things under control with the guys here. The girls are your responsibility. Sorry, but I can't be of any help. I will say this much though." Ron paused then, and glared at Karen. "It sure as hell is chicken shit to me. Karen's been going around all evening trying to get the guys to fuck Janet in the ass. When she couldn't get any of them to go along, I guess she decided to go it alone .. . with a fucking dildo. How about it Karen? How come you got such a big hard-on for the kid? She's come through like a trooper so far. How come you wanna' bug her so much?"
Defending herself as best she could, Karen denied trying to bug the pledge. She declared that in her opinion Janet had been getting off lighter than any of the other pledges ever had. She thought it was just only fair that she get a little taste of something that she and the other girls had had to go through. Sharon, immediately jumping to Janet's defense, argued convincingly that Janet had received just as much, if not more punishment than any of them had had to endure. Most of the girls nodded silent agreement. They remembered that they had had to take quite a bit, but they also realized that Janet hadn't exactly been doing nothing since the evening had started. By now the things had blown into a full argument, with Karen finding herself isolated and alone. Most of the girls were vocal in their defense of the pledge. They were all for having her do things, but getting fucked in the ass with a dildo wasn't one of them. The boys for the most part just stood around and watched, enjoying the spectacle of watching the girls fighting. Most of them hoped that a real cat fight might erupt. They hadn't seen one in a long time, and since they really kinda' liked Janet, and disliked Karen, they were hoping that a free for all might be in the offing.
Susan, still thinking that perhaps Janet was a kindred spirit leaped into the fray on her behalf. She said that she had made Janet do something that most of the other girls hadn't had to do. They all knew it. Susan had only attended one other initiation, since she was a relatively new member herself. Some could vaguely remember that she had had the pledge that night do the same thing, but they really didn't attach any particular importance to it. The others couldn't remember one way or the other, and really didn't care. But it didn't really matter since most of the girls were in complete sympathy with Janet. They became more vocal in their opposition, and the hope began to steadily rise in Janet. Just maybe she might be spared the ass fucking with that horrible dildo. She couldn't help hoping so fervently.
While the girls were arguing among themselves Velma had lapsed into silence. She had ignored the controversy raging about her. No matter what they said, the final decision had to be up to her. Sure she could take into consideration what most of the girls had to say but in the end, it was up to her alone. What she did or didn't do tonight would make a lot of difference in all the future meetings. If she ruled that Janet didn't have to take the dildo, then from then on every time someone came up with a new or novel idea, the sponsor could always say that it would be against the rules since it had never been done before. This could turn into a real Pandora's box type of thing she realized. On the other hand, Velma had no desire to see Janet have to have the hard rubber cock shoved up her ass. She had seen how much it had hurt her before and she also remembered that she had been fucked in the ass on her initiation night. The memory of how much it had hurt returned to her vaguely, infusing real sympathy for Janet. But, on the other hand, she also had a responsibility to uphold all the rules of the club, no matter who was on the receiving end. And the plain and simple fact was that there just was no rule against using a dildo, or anything else for that matter, on a pledge on initiation night. Technically at least, Karen was right. But Velma searched diligently for some loophole through which she could aid the pledge, and at the same time uphold all the rules of the club.
It was important, and the girl realized that what she finally decided would affect everything that was done from then on.
While she was considering her final decision, Velma came across one other thought. Each member was allowed to inflict upon a pledge anything he, or she, wanted to, up to the limit of their ability. But, the key was that every member had to have a chance. She had no doubt that once Karen got that thing up Janet's ass she wouldn't take it out until seven the next morning .. . that is if the girl could possibly hold out that long. That would bring up another unpleasant prospect of course. If Karen carried out her evil deed, and Janet tried to chicken, Velma and the other girls would be in the unfortunate position of having to hold her down while Karen kept fucking her. But if Karen totally monopolized Janet, then the rest of them couldn't get a chance at her, and that definitely would be against the rules. So, thus Velma was given her loophole, and that would be the easy way to rule. It would solve all the problems. It wouldn't bar new ideas, and at the same time wouldn't let Karen break the pledge she apparently had taken such a dislike to.
Briefly, Velma had had decided that Karen could fuck Janet in the ass with the dildo. But, she couldn't do it any longer than it had taken one of the boys to come in Janet's asshole. That would mean that at best Janet might have to endure the false cock jammed into her ass for no more than fifteen minutes. She liked Janet, and was sure that she could stand it at least that much. She also knew that from the ill will Karen had stirred up among the members, there was even a chance that she might face a recall vote; that was a vote to expel her from the club. It was something that was rarely done, and as far as Velma knew, had never been evoked before. But she did remember that it had been threatened once, and the girl in question had simply resigned. Briefly, she toyed with the idea of getting across to Karen that she was thinking about it. It might make the antagonistic girl take it a little easy on Janet's asshole for the short time she would be allowed to use her dildo. Even that long could be made very painful, especially if the user was determined to inflict as much damage as possible, and apparently Karen was just so minded.
Another thing that would probably wind up benefiting Janet would be the fact that none of the boys would be likely to fuck her in the ass after seeing Karen use the false meat. Looking at Big Bob, Velma became convinced that he for one definitely wouldn't. Most of the boys would more than likely follow his lead.
The argument was raging full tilt by now. Most of the girls were on Janet's side, and the rest just stood by silently. Actually Karen was the only one who really wanted to do it in the first place. Velma, her decision firmly made, took a step forward and called for silence. But so heated had the controversy become that the first time she shouted, no one either heard her, or paid any apparent attention to what she was saying. Only by yelling at the top of her voice did she succeed in quieting the girls down enough so that she could be heard. Velma was furious.
"Alright you son-of-a-bitch's," she screamed. "I said knock it off, and I mean knock the shit off."
The room slowly got quiet once more, the girls seeing how mad Velma was getting. Glaring about her, showing her anger clearly that they their lack of immediate acquiescence to her demands for immediate silence, she stared at each and every one of them individually, until there was total silence. Satisfied at last that she was once more in control, she began to speak.
"I've made a decision. It is going to be the final word in the matter. Now get that straight right now. I'D knock the hell out of anyone who argues with me about it. That understood by all of you ? Karen? Sharon? Sarah? Susan? As each girl nodded her head in agreement, Velma glared at them. None answered her back.
"Janet will take the dildo!", Velma said evenly.
A moan of disapproval went up from the crowd. A cruel smile touched Karen's lips. But no one said anything to Velma on the subject.
They knew that she had meant what she had said, and she could be one hell of a rough broad when she was crossed. They had seen it happen before, and that was one of the reasons she was the leader of the auxiliary. They also sensed that Velma had more to say on the subject, and looked to her waiting for her to go on. Confident that her authority wasn't going to get challenged, Velma did.
"But," she began, then paused and pointed her finger at Karen. "You can only fuck her with it so long as it took Big Bob to shoot his load into her ass when he fucked her. Like you said, Janet is a pledge. That means that all the kids get a crack at her. So you can't monopolize her. Fair is fair. There is no rule that says you can't use that on Janet, but there is one that says you can't take up all the time. There are still three hours to go, and I'm sure that the guys want another go at her before morning."
Turning quickly at Big Bob, Velma continued. "How long did it take you to come in her ass?"
Furrowing his brow slightly, Big Bob pondered the question. He really didn't remember. But Janet had proved to be alright after all. Then too, Sharon had indicated that if he were to take it a little easy on her she might be a little more friendly to him. It was true that he could make her do what he wanted her to, but it was a hell of a lot more fun when she did it willingly. He liked Sharon.
He liked her big tits, and everything else about her. Glancing in her direction, he saw that she was watching him closely. She would hold him responsible for whatever he said, so since he couldn't remember anyway, he decided to make it as short as reasonable under the circumstances. What the hell, it was a pretty dirty deal that Karen was pulling anyway.
"Oh... I'd say about ten minutes," he finally drawled.
"Bullshit!", screamed Karen. "You had that big cock of your's in her ass for .almost half an hour," she shouted her eyes showing her anger and disgust. She glared hotly as Big Bob, realizing that he was deliberately giving Janet a break.
"Shut up," snapped Velma, unable to keep a thin smile down.
"But he . . . ", began Karen, then seeing the look in Velma's eyes quickly stopped. She didn't want to go so far as to tangle with the auxiliary leader. She had seen Velma in action before herself and wasn't in any hurry to lock horns with her. But she still pouted heavily. She was going to be cheated after all, and she was sure that Janet would be able to hold up under only ten minutes of dildo fucking, even if it was in her ass. Karen felt like screaming. She had laid out twenty bucks to get that damn thing, and just so she could tear up Janet's little asshole with it. She had gotten the idea from hearing Big Bob bragging about what he himself was going to do to her. It had been Karen's plan to let Janet go through everything, and think she had it made. Then, just at the last minute, Karen would spring her surprise. But it hadn't worked. That fucking Velma and Big Bob had torpedoed her at the last minute. But there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. She was beaten.
"Big Bob says ten minutes," Velma repeated. ''Anyone . . . besides Karen . . . disagree with him?"
Privately most of them did. But they were any happier about what Karen had tried to do to Janet than she was. They could also see the wisdom in Velma's decision, and heartily approved of it. She had upheld the right of a member to do anything they wanted to a pledge, and at the same time kept Karen from ruining Janet. It might be a little painful for the girl, but certainly nothing that she shouldn't be able to withstand. Then too, most of the boys knew it wasn't one of the best habits they could cultivate to go around telling Big Bob he was a liar. In fact, it could be down right dangerous. They all remained silent, contented to let things go as they were; for the most part completely satisfied the way things had turned out.
After again repeating her question, and still getting no answer, Velma turned to Janet. She told Janet that her decision was final and that she would have to take the false cock up her ass. Then she winked at her. Turning to Sharon, she appointed her the official timekeeper. This done, she again turned her attentions to Karen.
"Okay, Karen it's all yours'. But remember, only ten minutes."
With anger flashing out of her eyes, Karen turned her attentions to the unfortunate Janet. This bitch had caused her nothing but grief, thought Karen. She would be damned if she would let her get away without knowing that she had been royally fucked in the ass. She only had ten minutes it was true, but she would make that ten minutes seem like ten hours to Janet's asshole.
Approaching her, the false dong jutting out menacingly, she ordered her to spread her legs. Unhappily, Janet complied. She had really been hoping that she might be spared this. But now she knew there was no way of avoiding it. She was grateful to Velma however for at least limiting her ordeal to ten minutes. She realized that she really should be grateful to Big Bob. His cock had actually been in her ass much longer than ten minutes. She too hadn't actually remembered how long, but to her each second had seemed like a miniature eternity. She dreaded to think about what the dildo would feel like, or what it would do to her asshole. She knew that Karen would use it as effectively as she could, and that by the time she was through Janet would be sore as hell. But she made up her mind to take it, and not welsh. She couldn't let all the people down who had done so much for her. She just couldn't.
Karen dropped quickly to her knees, just as Big Bob had. Grabbing the dildo by its shaft, she aimed it at Janet's hole. Moving forward a little she touched her ass with the head of it. Making sure it was securely positioned, she let go of it, and spread the cheeks of Janet's ass with her hands. The phony cock perfectly lined up, and obviously taking great pleasure in what she was doing, Karen pushed her hips forward. A gleam came to her eye as she watched the head, and part of the shaft disappear into Janet's wrinkled hole. Her pleasure increased as she heard Janet grunt.
As the cock entered her, Janet could clearly feel every terrible inch of its outline. She lowered her head and gripped the edges of the mattress as hard as she could. There was nothing she could do but endure it as best she could. She would try to hold back on her cries for as long as she could. She didn't want to give this whore the satisfaction of hearing her scream her pain. Then Janet again felt Karen shove herself forward, and still more of the rubber prick buried itself into her already tender ass. She again grunted a plaintive sound of anguish.
Once more Karen prepared to ram the cruel thing home. Seeing that a little over half had entered Janet, she changed her mind however. Instead, she decided to tease the girl a little first. She pulled back a couple of inches, then pushed forward again, being careful that no more of the cock that she had already shoved in went in. Karen repeated this movement several more times. The girls low moans, and her keeping her head down encouraged her. She just might believe that she had already taken the entire length of the dildo. Karen was perfectly willing to let her think so for a while.
Seeing the muscles of Janet's back begin to relax slightly, Karen prepared to renew her efforts at plunging the cock deeper into her ass. She would make the girl scream for mercy. This time she shoved herself forward fiercely. She succeeded in catching Janet off balance, and three more inches of the false dick jammed itself into Janet's ass. This time she was rewarded with a loud cry of pain from the hapless girl. The sound made her feel better, and she knew she was getting somewhere. She intended to ram this thing in her victim as fast and as hard as she could during the next ten minutes. Just as she glanced at Sharon, she saw her anxiously glancing at her watch. The pig won't let me go even one second over the time limit either, she thought to herself bitterly. Too bad I can't fuck her in the ass with this thing too. Pulling back another two inches, she again pounded herself forward, sending the hard, rubber, instrument deep into Janet's rear end. Again she was treated to a loud cry of pain, this time louder than before. Karen was pleased to see that she still didn't have the entire prick in Janet's ass, and that a good three inches remained. She would make the girl know every one of those inches intimately.
By now, the pain had become so intense that Janet's vision had shaded. She couldn't judge accurately as to how much of the dildo was already in her, or how much was left to go. It felt as if about two feet of it must be in there. She knew however that no more than six or seven inches were in her, and that at least a few more inches remained to go. She again felt a searing surge of burning pain as Karen once more plunged into her. She couldn't help the shrill cry of hurt that escaped from her lips. Her poor asshole was already so damned tender from the two ass fuckings she had already received from the boys, that the agony she was now experiencing was that much more acute. Desperately she wished she knew how much longer she would have to endure this torture. She was feeling faint, and fought a brave struggle not to lose consciousness. That would be the ultimate humiliation as far as she was concerned. She would rather endure everything she had already gone through over again, than give Karen the pleasure of making her pass out from the pain.
Seeing that only two inches of the false cock remained outside of Janet's asshole now, Karen decided that she would plunge all that remained into Janet with one, gigantic, surge of power. Bracing herself solidly, at the same time continuing to move the cock slowly in and out for a short distance, she grasped Janet by the hips firmly. Janet, sensing what Karen had in mind, braced herself also. She took an even firmer grip on the mattress, clamped her teeth together tightly, took a deep breath, and held it.
Pulling back as far as she could without letting the dildo slip out, Karen quickly slashed forward with all the strength in her young body. She could almost feel the pain of the giant prick as it sliced forward savagely into Janet's asshole; only to finally reach its' objective of being totally buried in her. The howl of animal pain that emitted from Janet's even tightly sealed lips gave further evidence that it was all the way in; right up to the hilt.
Janet felt Karen pull all the way back. She knew what was coming, and she had braced herself as best she could and waited for the horrible blow. When it finally came, it was even more intensely painful than she had thought possible. The pain was excruciating. The aired flayed nerve endings within her ass flashed their S.O.S. to her bra n with lightning speed. She could feel the head of the insufferable instrument swelling deep inside her, and the burning agony raced through her ass. She once more felt the awful sensations of her burning ass throbbing hurtfully. Uncontrollably, tears were running down her cheeks. With horror she felt the girl again pull the dildo almost completely out of her. She is going to do it again Janet realized. This time she was so terrified of the impending agony, that she forgot to brace herself as she had before. When the awful thing came crashing into her again, the force of the blow knocked her hands out from under her, and she fell heavily onto her face. Again a strangled cry of anguish escaped from her soul, and she felt the horrible, shattering, pain race roughly through every fiber in her body. It seemed as if a thousand fireballs had suddenly burst in front of her eyes, and when she opened them, all she could see was a bright, glowing, red.
Karen in the meantime, her face contorted with anger and hatred, was pulling back for still another vicious jab into Janet. She would teach this whore a thing or two she vowed to herself. By the time I'm through with her, she won't be able to shit for a week without remembering this dildo rammed up her ass. Karen laughed when she saw that the dildo was almost totally covered with brownish stains. She was still laughing as she once again unleashed the terrible weapon and let it cascade home into Janet's wounded ass. She was less satisfied however this time with the cry of pain that Janet let out. It had lost some of the terror that had been present before. Maybe she is getting used to it. Determined that the girl should miss nothing, Karen again pulled back all the bloody way; then slammed the big dildo crushingly home. Janet again cried out, this time more to Karen's liking.
Janet wasn't getting used to it. She was just too tired and pain weary to cry out as loud. She would still utter a strangled scream of pain each time the dildo sank into the full length. But, she could no longer feel the hurt quite so acutely. She realized that she must be on the verge of losing consciousness, and fought frantically to keep her senses about her. She just couldn't give this bitch the satisfaction of knowing that she had managed to fuck her into unconsciousness. Opening her eyes, she tried to focus on some stationary object in an effort to keep a hold on herself. It must have already been close to the ten minutes since she first felt the agony of her ass being penetrated. She would hold out. She didn't know how, but someway she would manage it. She just had to.
Sharon kept looking at her watch. The sight of her friend being so cruelly used touched her deeply. She had never particularly liked or disliked Karen. But what she was doing to Janet had branded her a fucking whore in Sharon's mind from then on. She realized that poor Janet had another full three minutes to go before she would be free of the horrible burning in her rear. She toyed briefly with the idea of shaving off a minute or two of the ten minutes. Then she decided against it. There just might be someone else who was going along with Karen on this deal and if so they would be keeping a close watch too. She wouldn't be doing her friend any real service by just getting her in more trouble. One thing the group wouldn't go for was a short changed deal. If Janet was supposed to go a full ten minutes, then they expected ten minutes.
Anything less would be considered a cop out, and while they might not like Karen's actions, they disliked copout artists even less. If you couldn't at least take anything thrown at you at an initiation, their feelings would be that you didn't belong in the club anyway. Not that most of them wouldn't be glad when it was over. But, until it was, they expected Janet to behave like a trooper. If she couldn't... she didn't belong. She would just have to take it for the full ten minutes.
The shrieks that Janet had been screaming out had lessened by now. Sharon had begun to hope that maybe the ass fucking wasn't hurting Janet as much as she had thought it was. But she knew that it sure as hell wasn't feeling good. The poor kid is probably just too tired to yell any more she realized. That bitch Karen was really pouring it on to her. She was determined to get every ounce of flesh she could out of the ten minutes she had been allotted. Sharon could easily imagine how much it must hurt.
The group of onlookers merely watched what Karen was doing, without making any comment. There was none of the gaiety or cheers that had been present before. Most of them really didn't like what they saw. They didn't mind seeing someone like Big Bob corn-holing Janet; at least that was fun and made some sense. Big Bob could at least shoot a load into her, and someone would be having fun. But this! No one would get any sexual pleasure from it, in fact no one would get any good at all. It was just a big waste of time as far as they were concerned, and they were letting their feelings be known by remaining silent. Besides, they liked Janet, and didn't like the idea of her being hurt just for the fun of it. Thus, silently they continued to watch as Karen repeatedly lunged into her victim.
Karen herself was beginning to tire now. She had been plunging away at Janet's hole almost without pause. She was astonished at how tired she had become so quickly. She wondered briefly if a man became that tired when he was fucking a woman. She didn't think so. It just must be that she wasn't used to it. Yes, of course, that was it. It was something new to her. She smiled to herself. If she was getting tired of pushing, just think of what Janet's asshole must feel like about then. She smiled even happier.
There was time to relax later Karen decided. This would be her one and only chance at fixing this strumpet, and she didn't want to miss out on a second of it. She had to get all she could out of it now. Glancing at Sharon again, she could see that the girl was staring at her watch intently now. That must mean that her time was almost up. She renewed her efforts, determined to elicit at least one more scream from the girl under her. Plunging wildly now, she pushed as hard as she could. Her renewed effort were successful, and Janet began by moaning loudly. Egged on, Karen slammed into her even harder. She had really hoped that she might have succeeded in making the girl break, but now that her time was almost up, she knew that that would be impossible. If that fucking Velma hadn't put a time limit on her, she would have had the bitch begging for mercy.
Karen had begun to move her hips back and forth as fast as she could now, determined to enjoy to the bitter end as much pain as she could possibly inflict on the girl under her. She knew that by now her time must surely be almost gone. Glancing again in Sharon's direction, she saw her lifting her arm, still looking at her watch, ready to drop her arm the instant the second hand passed its' mark. Only seconds to go, Karen realized, and she concentrated all her efforts on fucking Janet as hard, fast, and painful as she possibly could. She just had to make the girl scream bloody murder before she finished with her. If she didn't, then the whole thing would have been a complete waste of time as far as she was concerned.
She began to hear the girls moans get louder and louder, and that served to increase her own efforts. Her hips would slam forward, and at the same time she would drag Janet back into her as hard as she could, trying to drive the rubber prick as deeply into her as she could. She hoped that the cocks' head would rip deep into Janet's bowels, and perhaps tear something loose. That would make her scream, she was sure. But there was such a short time left and all she seemed able to do was get the girl to grunt loudly.
Bracing herself for one last, final, assault, she pulled the thing all the way out; until the back edge of the cocks' head could be seen. The sight of a trace of redishness mixed with the brownish stains gave her heart. Apparently she had managed to do some damage after all. Maybe she would get the chance to add to that somewhat. Sliding her knees up under the girl as far as they would go, and holding onto her as tightly as possible, Karen sent the vicious tool ramming forward like a speeding locomotive; tearing into Janet's poor wounded hole. The piercing scream that hung in the air was its' own reward to Karen. She could feel the rubber cock encountering sudden resistance that it hadn't before, and realized that she must have managed to cut into heretofore unviolated territory. The cruel twist of her lips was almost gruesome to see. Then it was over.
Sharon's arm came slicing down in a chopping motion.
"Time," she called out, her shout mingling with the anguished scream that Janet emitted. Sharon had been concentrating on the second hand of the watch so intently, that she had missed the final coup de grace that Karen had delivered. All she witnessed was Janet shudder violently, then pitch forward onto the mattress, sobbing pitifully.
Hearing the dreaded words that signaled the end of her fun, Janet tried to withdraw enough to plunge into Janet one more time. But just then Velma stepped forward and placed her hand on Karen's shoulder, shaking her head. Karen wasn't prepared to cross the leader, no matter how much she wanted to hurt the sobbing girl. She finished pulling the dildo out of Janet's badly stretched ass, and grinned when she saw that the reddish stain had increased in size. There was no doubt about it. She had succeeded in really tearing Janet a new asshole, and it would be one hell of a long time before she ever forgot it. It hadn't turned out quite as well as Karen would have liked for it too, but under the circumstances she felt that she had gotten all that she could from the situation.
Turning to Sharon, and smiling at her coyly, she sneered that her friend seemed to be in some discomfort. Flipping her head, she stalked off, the dildo still strapped to her, flopping obscenely from side to side as she walked. Sharon, after glaring briefly at the sadistic girl as she passed her, then transferred her attentions to her injured friends ass. From what she could see, there was no external evidence of damage. Whatever harm had been done, must be hidden inside. She couldn't help hating Karen, and she too decided that she would talk to some of the other girls about recalling her. Whatever else happened, Sharon vowed that she would find some way to get even with her for what she had done to Janet.
CHAPTER FIVE
Karen had removed the hated dildo from Janet's ass with reluctance. In fact, she had wished she could have left it buried deep inside her after the way she had screamed that last time, and then regretted that she had tried to get in one last stab. If she had kept her wits about her, she realized that the best thing she could have done was just unstrap the thing then and there, and leave it buried in Janet's ass. Let her fucking friends pull it out. But instead she had gotten over anxious, and as a result had missed a chance to give one last topping off gambit to Janet. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that toppled over on her side once she had withdrawn. Several of the girls had rushed over to her, and were comforting her. Fuck them. Fuck them all. Who needed them anyway. This fucking club was bugging her lately, and she had been thinking about quitting. As she unstrapped the dildo, she again noted with glee the bloodstains. She had probably really done a good job on her ass. If only there was more time to fuck Janet for as long as Big Bob had actually fucked her. Thinking about that, she couldn't understand why he had lied. Especially since he had been bragging about doing the same thing to Janet. His no vote had made Karen sure he hadn't changed his mind. She was sure that the only reason he hadn't vetoed her, thereby getting her thrown out right then, was so that he could have another crack at her ass. But apparently she was wrong. At first she had even been glad when Velma had asked him how long he had fucked Janet. She was sure that he would say an hour, and hadn't been able to believe it when he answered only ten minutes. The lying bastard, she thought to herself.
On the mattress, Janet just lay there. Although the dildo was gone, the searing ache within her ass still lingered on. She was sure that she had been ruined. Janet had never thought anything could hurt as much as that had. That last plunge of Karen's had almost ended her, and had it happened earlier, she was sure she couldn't have held out. She was ashamed of herself for having cried out so, thus giving the bitch the pleasure of knowing how much she had hurt her. But she just couldn't help it. If Big Bob decided to fuck her ass again, she knew she would wind up trying to chicken out. She just wouldn't be able to stand it. Even that ten minutes had almost proven too much for her, and the mere thought of Big Bob's, cock being crammed into her burning hole made her shiver with dread. She just had to find her way to change his mind, if he hadn't already.
Then she remembered that he had lied about how long he had fucked her the first time. Just maybe Karen had succeeded in doing something that neither she nor Sharon had been able to do. She just might have touched his sense of fairness, otherwise why would he have lied? He surely wouldn't have lied about something like that, then turn around and fuck her in the ass again, would he? She didn't know, and the pain in her ass was so intense that for right then she didn't care. All she knew was that she just wished she could lay down and sleep for a week. Maybe when she awoke, the piercing, shooting, pain would be gone.
Janet felt hands on her shoulders, and then felt herself being lifted up. She was looking into Sharon's face. Someone else was shoving a drink at her; feebly she reached for it. That was what she needed right then, a good stiff drink. She gulped down the entire glass in one swallow.
Coughing, she handed the glass back, hoping she would get a refill. She did, and as the warmth of the whiskey spread through her, she began to feel better. The pain seemed to lessen somewhat, and her vision cleared enough for her to make out the faces all gathered about her. They looked concerned for the most part, and Janet felt deeply touched.
"You did just fine kid," said Sharon. Janet smiled at her weakly.
"Yea, that was great Janet," someone else said.
"You can rest for awhile now Janet," she heard Velma say. "I don't think any of the guys will bother you for awhile. So, just take it easy, and get hold of yourself.
Janet was grateful. She didn't need any urging to take it easy. The way her shit-hole felt, she would like to take it easy for the rest of her life. Although much less intent than before, her hole still burned and throbbed sorely. She wondered how long it would take for her to get back to normal. She couldn't help worrying if any real damage had been done, and if so how much. She thought of her aunt. Sweet Shit! If I wind up going home with a torn up ass Aunt Martha will raise all kinds of hell, and demand to know what happened, and how. What would she do then? Sweet Shit!
Janet continued to lay quietly on the dirty mattress, trying to recover herself. The party went on around her, although for the time being they all left her completely alone. Some of the guys had gotten horny, but respecting her need for rest, were using some of the other girls. The girls themselves didn't seem to mind this too much at all; and several could be seen getting lustily banged at various places around the room. Although Janet was sure that she hadn't left, Karen was nowhere in sight. The whore! I'll get even with her if it's the last thing I ever do. Fuck me in the ass until it's bloody will she? She would rue the day, Janet promised her. She confided her thoughts to Sharon, and was disappointed at what her friend had to tell her.
Sorry kid, but no dice. One of the basic rules of the club is that after initiation night is over, the new member must swear that he or she holds no grudges against anybody. You do that before you are sworn in. You will just have to forget it. If you try to do anything, she will claim that it is in revenge for what she did to you. They can give you a kangaroo court for that, and throw you out of the club. They would all believe that that was why you had done it too. And, even though they might feel that the thing she did was a really shitty deal, they won't go along with the idea of your getting revenge. So, just relax and forget it. Besides, it's all over now, and I don't think the boys are even going to fuck you any more for tonight. But don't get on it. One of the horny bastards just might decide to tear off just one last piece before it's over, and there is still over an hour to go. Or, he just might have you suck him off, or something like that. But I'm sure you can depend on not getting fucked in the ass again. None of them would do that now, not after what Karen did. So you just forget about Karen, and leave her to us. There is a thing or two up my sleeve that just might work. But don't worry about it. I'll talk to some of the other girls, and see what they think. I don't think Karen has many friends left after what she did, and the way she did it." Having said her piece, Sharon smiled at her friend, then patted her on the shoulder.
Janet didn't smile back however. Her butt was sore as hell, and she didn't see anything to smile about. And the information that she wouldn't even be allowed to get back at the bitch for messing her up like this galled her. She just didn't think it was fair. Then, after giving it a little more thought, she realized the wisdom of the rule. Once she had become a member, she was supposed to be the undying friend and protector of every other member. In fact, she had to swear allegiance and loyalty to each and every other member, and agree to protect them at all costs. That was the way it was supposed to be she mused. After all, as of right this minute she really wasn't a member, and wouldn't be until she was sworn in the next morning. Therefore, she actually wasn't on the same level with Karen. Maybe Karen's attitude toward her would change when she was a member in good standing, and a sister. As it stood now, Karen had been perfectly within her rights to do what she had, otherwise, Velma wouldn't have ruled that way. Janet did her best to rationalize this in her mind, but try as she might, the thoughts couldn't help her burning asshole. It still hurt, but she did try to stop hating the girl who had caused it to be that way.
After having two more glasses full of whiskey, Janet began to feel much better. When Tommy sat down beside her she smiled up at him warmly. The boy hemmed, and hawed around a lot, and it amused Janet that he actually wasn't going to insist that she do anything. As far as he was concerned, she was already a member in good standing. Smiling at him, Janet took the initiative.
"Tommy? Do you want to fuck me?"
"Sure, Janet," he blurted out. "Er . . . that is if you ... I mean, if you ain't still too sore on something."
"Just so long as you want to fuck me in the cunt, and not in the asshole. Sure I feel up to it. Fact is, I'm kind of getting a little horny myself watching all the fucking going on around here. How about it? Think you can get a hard on?"
"Get one? Hell I had one ever since I sat down, and it's ready to go. Here, feel."
Janet did feel. Reaching out, she laid her hand on the swelling bulge in the front of his pants. It was hard, and warm. She felt her pussy beginning to tingle, and for the time being forgot all about the hurt in her rear end.
Without any further conversation, Tommy stood, and took his cock out for her to see. It was hard and ready, just as he had said it would be. Janet looked at his adequate tool, and licked her lips. She knew then that she had really been turned on by the cocksucking routine. She wanted to suck Tommy's dick. Seeing Janet eyeing his hot meat, at the same time licking her lips, Tommy moved in on her, thrusting his waiting rod at her mouth. She gladly opened it and began licking the head with her tongue. Tommy closed his eyes and just enjoyed the wonderful sensations she was bringing forth. Not only was he going to get fucked beautifully, he thought to himself, but she was going to suck him off a few minutes first. Boy, this was really living.
By now Janet had let the tasty snack slide fully into her mouth. She bathed the shaft with the saliva in her mouth, letting Tommy revel in the sweetness of it. He was moaning low and sensuously, turning Janet on more and more. He put his hands on her head, helping to guide her. She let the prick ride in and out of her mouth at the speed that he set. She wondered if maybe she couldn't get him to come in her mouth first, then let her suck him up hard again so her cunt could feel the beauty of his cock too. She worked still harder on his big prick, now buried so deep in her mouth that she was again being tickled by his public hairs. She would suck him so good, she decided, that he wouldn't want to ever pull it out of her mouth. From the way he was increasing the speed with which he thrust his hips into her face, Janet felt sure that he wouldn't want to pull his cock out of her mouth until he had shot his hot, juicy, load deep into her throat. That would be when she would surprise him. She would just keep right on sucking at him until he got nice and hard again. Then, he could fuck her in the cunt like he had planned on doing in the first place. But there would be plenty of time for that before she was through.
Janet was doing wonderful things to his cock. Tommy groaned sensuously each time her tongue flicked teasingly over its' head. Tommy knew that a little more of this treatment and he would shoot off in Janet's mouth. He really wanted to fuck her, but he just couldn't see pulling his bulging cock out of her hot mouth. She was doing such a beautiful job of sucking it, that he just couldn't bring himself to make her quit. He decided that he would just fuck her in the mouth this time, and then fuck her the regular way some time later. After all, she was going to be a member, and there would be plenty of time for all the fucking he could stand. But for right now the only thing he could think of was what was happening to him, then, now, not at some time in the future. What was happening right then was what was important, not what might happen tomorrow, or the next day, or the next.
Tommy felt the hot fluids within his balls beginning to boil. It won't be long now the boy thought to himself. Faster he pushed his cock into Janet's mouth. She was opening wide for him each time now, and he could feel his cockhead touch the opening of her throat each time he went into her. She was one of the most exciting, wonderful, girls he had ever known. She really liked doing it. She made him want to come just thinking about her. But he wasn't just thinking about her. He was standing over her with his cock buried in her mouth, and she was giving him the most wonderful blow job he had ever had. And she would keep right on giving him a blow job until he finally spurted his hot come into her mouth. The thought of this was all the catalyst Tommy needed to bring his climax to a boiling point. Grabbing her tightly around the head, he yelled hoarsely, then ejected the first hot stream into her hot mouth. Janet, made hot herself by the feel of a hard cock in her mouth, found that she too was reaching a climax. Still holding frantically onto the shaft of his prick, she reached down and began playing with her clit. She had only to barely touch it and then felt her juices begin to freely flow out over her hand. I'll be damned she thought to herself. Sucking cock makes me so damned horny I come all over myself when I just touch myself. Sweet Shit! I've been turned into a real, live, genuine cock-sucker. Sweet Shit!
Janet felt him about to shoot out the last remaining drops of his come into her waiting mouth. She swallowed deeply, relishing the feel of the thick cream running down her throat.
She liked it. That was all there was to it, Janet simply loved sucking cock, and tasting the hot, dry, salty, come trickling down her throat.
There was no doubt about it, she was a born cock sucker from the word go, and she would be from then on.
Tommy had grunted loudly as he shot the last of his love nectar into Janet's mouth. Completely spent now, he attempted to pull away. He was astonished when she held onto him, and he felt the tip of her tongue going over the head of his dick, slipping into the opening at the tip of it. It was driving him crazy, and he loved every second of it. What in the hell was she trying to do he wondered. It felt good, and she knew it. It didn't take much of this treatment before Tommy's cock was once more hard and ready. Janet had sucked all of his come out of him, then damned if she hadn't sucked him right back up hard again. She was really some girl.
Feeling the limp member in her mouth begin to take on form once more, Janet relented a little on the manipulations of her own pussy. She would soon feel the joy of hot cock in getting Tommy's cock rock hard again, she released it from her mouth for the first time since she had started. Looking up at him, she smiled mischievously.
"How about it lover?" Janet asked. "Wanna' fuck me in the right place now? Or, do you want me to suck you off again?"
Tommy's voice was already thick again with lust. When he tried to speak, only a frail squeak came out. They both laughed. At last Tommy managed to find his voice and said, "In the cunt, baby, in the cunt. That's where you deserve to get fucked."
"Good! I want to feel good, hard, hot, dick in me.
Without further talk she lay down and spread her legs willingly and waited for him to mount her. As she felt his rigid cock going into her, she sighed deeply. This was what it was all about she said to herself. Hard cock matched with soft, hot, wet, pussy. Put them together and you have an unbeatable combination. She loved cock in any form or fashion. Except, she quickly noted, up her ass.
The thought of her damaged ass made her again aware of the still tingling feelings she was having back there. But most of the real pain had long since left. She felt much better now. All she felt she needed now was a good fucking and she would be as good as new. Then she felt Tommy sink his prick into her completely. She wrapped her legs around him and aided him as much as she could as he pumped away at her. His prick rode in and out of her smoothly, never missing a carefully calculated stroke. Her already swollen clit was being titillated almost beyond endurance. She felt herself coming almost at once. She was so hot that the first come had hardly past when she felt the impending surge of still another climax almost at once. She. Sweet shit, Janet thought to herself. It sure as hell is a good thing that I got into this club. Because after tonight, I would be so turned on that I would wind up fucking anything in pants.
Loving cock is one thing, but Janet realized she had gone beyond that. She had reached the point that she worshipped it; By now, Tommy's breath was coming much harder. He was pushing away at Janet much more powerfully than before. Janet realized that his own come couldn't be very far off, and set out to help him as much as she could. At the same time she concentrated on what she was doing so as to experience at least one more explosion before her lover filled her box of hot juice. She just barely made it.
CHAPTER SIX
It was fifteen minutes to seven. They were all crowding around her now. Many offered congratulations for having passed the severe test for membership. Janet humbly accepted these, then reminded her well wishers that it wasn't quite seven yet. Slowly, and for Janet what seemed like an absolute eternity of time, the big hand inched its' way around the dial. Then it was pointing straight up at twelve. She had indeed made it. It was seven o'clock, and she was almost home.
Te girls had already voted on her, and as expected, the only person to vote against her was Karen. Even that had seemed like it might be a little reluctant. The rest of the girls had even booed a little when she had voted, and in spite of herself Janet had smiled. She was very happy that Karen's scheme had turned on her.
The swearing in ceremony was brief and to the point. They called the meeting to order and the boys lined up on one side and the girls on the other. Then Janet, together with Sharon as her sponsor, walked down the middle of the two lines. At the end stood Sharon and Velma They recited the brief pledge of allegiance and Loyalty, then Janet repeated it.
"Alright," Ron said. "Who presents this pledge for membership?
"I do," answered Sharon soberly.
"Do you swear that to the best of your knowledge she meets all the necessary requirements, and that there is no reason you personally know of that would bar her from membership?"
"I do, and know of nothing," Sharon answered again.
"Will you agree to stand good for any mistakes she makes?'
"I will."
"Do you want to become a member of this club Janet?'
"I do,' replied Janet soberly.
"Are you willing to abide by all the rules of this club, to swear an oath of allegiance and loyalty to your fellow members, and swear that you will forever keep any and all secrets of this club from any unauthorized persons?"
"I am," she answered solemnly again.
"Is there anyone here who has reason to object to this girls membership, now or later, and if so what is the reason?"
He waited for a few moments before going on then, giving every one with any objection time to make it. Janet had almost been half afraid that Karen might say something, but looking around she noted that the girl was still sitting where she had last seen her, and it was pretty obvious she had no intention of raising any further objection. Perhaps the word had gotten to her that some of the other girls were considering a recall election for her. She might be getting tired of the club, but to be thrown out would be quite an insult to her. It would almost surely ruin her as far as all the kids at school would be concerned, and she knew it. To quit of her own free will was one thing, but to be thrown out was something else.
After a reasonable time when no one answered him, Ron continued with the swearing in ceremony, winking at Janet as he did so.
"Raise your right hand Janet," he said.
Janet did as she was told, looking very solemn. Now that the moment had finally come, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest, and could feel the hot flush spreading over her face. She had waited a long time, and gone through quite a bit, but at last she was actually going to make it. She couldn't have been happier.
"Now, repeat after me," Ron said. He read the oath slowly, word by word, pausing often for Janet to repeat it. When she finally reached the last part and uttered her last words, there came a deafening roar of applause from the other members. She was actually now a real member in good standing, and equal to each and every one of them. She was one of them. She felt better than she could ever remember feeling in her life.
Everyone seemed to gather around her at the same time. The boys kissed her on the mouth and girls hugged her tightly. Janet was so happy that tears of joy were running down her cheeks. She had tried to sniffle them back, then realized that she was fighting a losing battle. She gave up trying to fight them back, and instead happily let them flow.
When Sharon finally reached her, they embraced fiercely. Sharon was crying almost as much as Janet, and the two laughed hysterically. There had been times when both had almost doubted that she would make it, but now she had. Sharon was honestly as happy as Janet was; maybe even more so.
"Congratulations baby," Sharon said. "You made it with flying colors, but I knew you would. Welcome to the club."
"Thanks to you Sharon," Janet replied joyfully. "I'll never forget what you've done for me. Never!"
"Hey you two," called out Ron gaily. "What's with the waterworks? I thought you were supposed to be happy. It's all over now, and you are in kid. Welcome officially to the club, and I want you to know that if there is anything I can do for you, you just let me know." The leering smile he gave her left no doubt in her mind that he would be asking her to do a lot for him. But Janet didn't mind a bit. She was happy just to be in a position to be able to do it.
After still more words of well wishing and congratulations, the meeting was again called to order by Ron. Proudly, Janet took her zealously won new seat along side Sharon. This would be the first time she would be allowed to see what went on in a club meeting, since only members were allowed. It was a closely guarded secret, and even her best friend Sharon would never tell her what went on in the meetings. All club meetings were considered to be top secret, and part of the oath was that you swore to keep them that way. Now, just the feeling that she was at last a part of it all made her forget all about the pain and humiliation she had suffered. It was more than worth it. All of it, even the assfucking with the dildo.
"All right, the meeting will come to order," Ron called out, and slowly the voices began dying away, as all attention was directed at Ron. "Now, as most of you already know, Pete is going to be leaving us next week. His folks are moving to Chicago, so he will be leaving school. We all know and like Pete, and we will really miss him. But that's the way things go. I'd like to first entertain a motion that we give him a little going away party for next Friday night. Now I know that some of you feel this initiation our new member went through tonight was quite a party for him," then Ron paused and grinned. "Especially since Pete seemed to have his cock in her every time we looked around." Everyone laughed, and looked at Janet. She couldn't help blushing a little, although why she couldn't understand. After the snickers stopped, Ron went on. "Now then, any one care to make that a motion?"
"I make it a motion," said Don, standing.
"I second that motion," declared Big Bob.
"I have a motion and a second that we give Pete a going away party next week. It will be paid for out of the club treasury naturally." A few of the boys gave war whoops, but quit as soon as Ron looked at them. "All those in favor say 'aye'," Ron yelled.
A loud chorus of 'ayes' rang out, and when Ron called for the 'no' votes, not a sound was heard. Big Bob got a big laugh when he said that he would personally kick the shit out of anyone who voted against a free party. Banging a coke bottle on the table, Ron announced that the motion had carried, but that it had been a close vote. Everyone snickered, and Big Bob stood up and bowed low.
"Now, that brings us to our next order of business. Since Pete is going to be leaving us, that will give us an opening in the very best fucking club in town." Several boys cheered. "Does anyone have a pledge to put forward to fill the vacancy?"
"I do," said Steve, standing.
"Tell us about it brother," replied Ron, sitting down and letting Steve have the floor.
"His name is Paul. I used to know him before I moved here We went to the same school together and we were pals. He just moved here, and a few of you might have seen him at school. I know the guy real well and can vouch for him. He was my best pal before I moved here and we did everything together, including just about everything that is done in the club. I can assure you that he would be a credit to the club. I have already talked to him about pledging, and clued him in to the fact that this club ain't for panty-waists. He said he'd like to try for it, and I for one believe he would make it in a cakewalk. I propose Paul as a pledge." With that, Steve sat down and waited for anyone who wanted to ask questions.
None did, and after awhile Ron asked if anyone else had a pledge to offer. As no one else did, although there was some discussion about a boy or two at the school, which no one was willing to take a chance on since if they failed the sponsor would have to finish the initiation for them, Ron called for a motion to close the nominations. He immediately got one, rapped the table again with the coke bottle.
"I guess we have just one pledge then. We all know Steve; he's one of our oldest members, and has always been a straight shooter. He is a good boy, and if he recommends this guy, then he must be alright. At least I'll mark him alright in my book, until he does something to prove otherwise. What do the rest of you think about the deal? Want to pledge this guy or not?"
Standing slowly, Big Bob spoke for them all. "If Steve here says the guy's alright, then he's alright. I guess that the only thing to do now is vote on whether to accept him as a pledge or not, and then if we do, bring him in and get him started. If he passes, Well he's in. If he don't . . . ,well Steve knows the rule about that and I'm sure he wouldn't put nobody up that was gonna' flake out on him when the going got rough." His piece spoken, Big Bob sat back down and went back to examining his fingernails.
Janet was thrilled at what was going on around her. She couldn't help the butterflies that were in her stomach, although she was slightly disappointed that things weren't a bit more exciting. But the fact that a boy was going to be pledged excited her. As a member, she would be able to make him do anything she wanted. She still had thoughts about having her pussy eaten. She could hardly wait to see what he looked like. She hadn't remembered seeing him at school, though they had said he had just arrived. She had been so busy during her pledge week that she hadn't had time to notice anything.
"I would like to formally put his name before the membership to be considered as a pledge," said Steve standing again.
"And I'll second it," popped up Big Bob.
"Motion and second. All in favor say 'aye'," rattled off Ron.
Everyone shouted aye. All that was excited Janet. . She still wasn't completely used to the idea that she was a member and could vote the same as the longtime members could. She hadn't voted on the last motion either. But this time it was noticed by Sharon, and she commented on it out loud.
"Oh, I forgot," stammered Janet. When everyone laughed she went on. "I guess I'm just not used to the idea yet that I am a member, ok here goes. Better late than never." With that, she let out a war whoop of an 'aye', and was greeted with cheers and catcalls.
After the commotion had died down, Ron ordered the Sgt at arms to bring in the pledge. As it turned out, Big Bob was the choice, and he stood and walked into the next room. Paul, the new pledge, had been waiting there for the members to decide. Curious as to what would happen now, Jan t asked Sharon, in low whispers, what would be done. Sharon, also in low whispers, explained the procedure.
Paul would be brought in, blindfolded, so that after looking him over, the members could still decide not to pledge him and he wouldn't know who, or what, had happened. In fact, most of the membership of the club was sometimes kept secret from others, on the grounds that the less known about the club the better off everyone was. More than one poor slob had been caught trying to infiltrate the club, only to find that he had been talking about it to a member, who immediately reported his intentions.
After the pledge was brought in, Ron and the others would question him. If he gave what they considered to be the right answers the next step would be fo them to strip him, and get a look at how he was built. Janet mentioned that this hadn't been done with her, Sharon explained that the procedure was different for the boys. Mostly, she went on, because of the girls, who wanted to get a first hand view of what they were letting in. She also pointed out that none of the boys had been able to tell her what to do during her pledge week; only the girls. But, the boys had gotten Carte Blanch with her on initiation night. Well, with the boys it was almost the other way around. The girls could have him do anything they wanted to during the week, and also the boys, the idea being that the boys would always be expected to have to perform more in difficult situations. The initiation night for the boys was broken into two parts, with the boys having the first go round. That part was private, and the girls were excluded. If the pledge passed that part, then girls were called in and they got a crack at him. Once he managed to pass that part, he was in; and of course he never reached that far unless it was largely certain that he would be accepted.
Just then Big Bob, now accompanied by a blindfolded boy, reappeared in the room. The boy was led along by the bigger boy, and finally he stood in front of the two leaders, still sitting at the table. The room was hushed, with everyone looking the blindfolded lad over with keen interest. For most of them, this was their first sight of him, and they didn't want to miss anything.
Janet too exhibited keen interest, and inspected him closely. Even with the black cloth around his eyes, it was clear that he was a very handsome boy. His thick, black, hair was wavy, and his build was very muscular and athletic. Janet remembered that Sharon had told her they would strip him. She felt another twinge of excitement stirring inside of her at the thought of the good looking boys cock being exposed before her;especially with him not knowing who was looking at him. The thought of his cock further piqued her curiosity.
Ron led off the questioning. It was more or less routine; such things as where he was from, how long he had been in town, had he ever belonged to a club like this before. Each of the questions the boy answered in a deep, clear, voice. From his tone, he appeared to be at ease, and Janet found the sound of his voice pleasing and sexy. The twinge in her cunt became even more pronounced and curiosity ran high in her. She could hardly wait for them to strip him down so she could get a look. Glancing at Sharon, Janet realized that she too was greatly interested, and couldn't stop the slight jealousy that sprang up. Forcing herself, she brushed it aside. After all, Sharon was her best friend, and if she liked the boy too, so much the better. As club sisters now they shared everything. The only restriction Janet felt like making, was that she wanted a crack at him first. Then Sharon could share him.
A few of the others asked question , and the boy replied to them in the same cool, crisp, manner. At last, all the questions over with, Ron once more called for a vote, this time to be made by silently raising their hands to indicate if they wanted to continue with the pledge. Janet was glad when she saw the 'show of hands to be unanimous. She hoped that the next order of business would be to strip him, and she hoped that she
might be one of those who got to do it. The itch between her legs was almost unbearable now, and she couldn't help smiling to herself when she thought about how much she had already been fucked that night; and here she was wanting more.
Satisfied with the vote, Ron turned to Velma and nodded. Velma in turn indicated with a quick, short, nod of her head which of the girls would do the job. Janet's heart jumped to her throat when Velma looked at her and nodded. She had gotten her wish. Velma gave them orders to strip the body, and Janet rushed to comply. She noted that the lad hadn't budged when he had heard Velma's command. He sure was a cool one, thought Janet to herself, and began to think of ways she might succeed in jarring him a little. At the same time, she stepped forward and began working on the buttons of his shirt.
His chest was broad and heavy, and a few hairs had already started to form. She noticed that his nipples were standing taunt and erect, and realized that he had been affected by Velma's order after all. Janet was curious about whether he would be sensitive on his nipples. Hers were she knew, and she suspected his would be too. She couldn't resist the temptation to reach out and touch them with her fingertips. As she did, she was thrilled when she felt him give a little shudder as she made contact. Janet wondered if his cock was hard. It must be she surmised.
Having taken his shirt off, the girls turned him completely around once, so that everyone could get a good look. A low murmur of approval could be heard from the girls in the room. Sharon had come forward also, and without waiting had reached forward and begun to undo his pants. Janet again felt the pang of jealousy. That was supposed to be her job. With the zipper undone, Sharon let his pants drop down around his ankles. He now stood there in just his jockey shorts, his budding manhood apparently rock hard. It bulged provocatively through his shorts, and Janet caught her breath. The sight of the terrific bulge at his crotch caused her to unconsciously lick her lips again. Catching herself at it, she scolded herself for being such a horny cocksucker. But the thought of getting that cock in her mouth was very tantalizing, and she continued to think about it as she let her eyes feast on his cloth covered meat.
Again the boy was turned slowly around, giving the assembled group the opportunity to inspect him closely. At the sight of his gigantic bulge, more cries of joyful approval came from the girls, had several made caustic remarks about it being real or not. Some even called out to Janet and Sharon to undrape it so that they could see if it was a mirage or not. Janet's surge of possessiveness increased then; she feeling that this pledge was more like her personal property. Besides, this would be her first adventure at being able to command someone to do her bidding.
Eager herself now to get a look at the real meat, Janet reached forward and began tugging at the waistband of Paul's shorts. At the same time, Sharon eagerly reached for the other side and they came down surprisingly easy, considering that his big cock was in the way. A murmur of admiration rose up when his undraped cock was proven not only to be real, but actually to be only half hard. As unbelievable as it appeared to Janet, he could still make his meat grow even larger. The thought of what it would look like when it was fully erect excited her even more, and she passionately licked her lips.
"Will you look at the cock on that guy," someone called out.
"Man that ain't a cock. It's a baseball bat," another chortled, and several people cackled their agreement. His rod was something to behold.
"Oh! I'm hot as hell," one of the girls moaned, and the boy next to her promptly pushed her back and mounted her, ignoring the others completely. In a few seconds, both were locked in passionate embrace, oblivious of everything around them.
The prick that had been revealed was actually the biggest cock that any of them, male or female, had ever seen. It hung semi-limp between Paul's legs, and Janet noticed a slight smile touching his lips as he listened to the comments about it. The bastard has had this experience before Janet reflected, and she could hardly wait to cut him down to size. It was a good nine inches in length already, and the diameter was as big as the opening on a milk bottle.
Even soft, it was an awesome looking sight, and the thought of such a thing being used on her made Janet all that much hotter. She longed to feel it in her anywhere. Mouth or cunt, anywhere except the ass. She could just imagine how she would have felt having something like that crammed up her ass. It was bigger than even the dildo had been. Even in her cunt, it would be a tedious job to get it in; and unless great care was used, would probably hurt. She could just imagine the thousand pleasures of delight it would set off when it exploded inside a girl. It would be like nothing she had ever known before. But it would spoil most girls for anything less than that from then on. Of that she was sure, and almost regretted the thought that she would miss having something like that for the rest of her life.
The cries and comments on the size of Paul's cock continued to circulate about the room. Many calls for Sharon and Janet to make it hard were heard, and glancing at Velma, the girls saw her barely perceptible nod. Sharon beat Janet, and put her hot hand on the big lovestick, nursing it to life.
The talk about the size of his cock, coupled with the delicious sensations of being viewed completely by girls he could neither see nor feel, had already caused Paul's instrument to rise steadily. When Sharon had touched it, it had given a leap, as if having a mind of its' own; then settled in her hand and begun to throb contentedly, growing all the while. The heat of Sharon's hand provided it with further fuel to keep on growing, and it didn't take long before it was at full length; just standing there jutting out in all its' hardness and glory. At full mast, the weapon was almost frightening and one of the girls were heard to say that she wouldn't let him stick that thing in her. One or two of the others only moaned, and a few reached for the nearest cock to them, urging its' owner to give them some relief.
A long, low, whistle was heard from another girl, and anyone could easily see why. The fully erect cock being presented to them was all of twelve inches in length, and its' diameter as big around as their wrists. The knobby head of it was easily as large as a door knob, and showed itself royally purple. Janet could hardly wait to get her tongue on the juicy morsel. Had it not been for the interference of Velma at just that moment, taking advantage of her position as leader, she would most certainly have been drawn to the sex member like a magnet, and fallen on her knees in front of the pledge to pay proper homage to such a beautiful toy. Janet found herself unable to tear her gaze away from the prick, and felt her heart pounding in her chest. She realized that she was hotter than she could ever remember being before, and the moisture of her cunt was becoming a little uncomfortable. Sharon too was gazing at his prick with ill disguised admiration.
Velma quickly stepped forward and took the tool in her hands. Testing it for heft and weight, she tugged at it gently. Paul had started to moan slightly, and Janet was sure he was faking it a little. The excruciating pleasure he was experiencing was no doubt nice, and having his cock fondled and stroked was enjoyable, but Janet still firmly believed that he had had this and much more in his short lifetime, and that he was putting most of it on. If he wasn't then the way Velma was going at him would probably make him come, and Janet didn't believe that he would do that.
Then, satisfied that the thing was real, Velma pulled up her dress. She wore no panties, and it suddenly occurred to Janet that this was the first time since beginning her adventure that she had seen Velma participating in the fuck fest. Velma's cunt hairs were short and wiry, her coarse down covering a pretty and tight looking pussy. Janet almost felt jealous of the girl having such a beautiful cunt. She knew that her own, although feeling much better than she had anticipated, was already sorely used and stretched after her hard nights fucking, and that a boy could easily tell that she had been pretty well used. She would have to leave it alone for several days in order to recapture the stretchy tightness she had been known for before her initiation. The thought of having to go without getting fucked regularly for a few days depressed her.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Fascinated, she watched along with everyone else, as Velma raised one of her legs high in the air. She was directly in front of Paul's jutting cock now, and it took only a second before she had succeeded in bringing the big head of his glorious prick into contact with her swollen cunt lips, leaving the living shaft directly lined up for its penetration of her cunt. Balancing herself precariously, she nimbly attempted the difficult task of climbing onto the huge tool. At first it slipped past the point she was trying to imbed it in, and she had to try again. Then, being patient, she tried once more, and this time she met with partial success. The onlookers were treated to the sight of the doorknob-sized head disappearing into Velma's moist hole. They heard the girl leader moaning loudly, and to a person could understand why. The girls resented her for taking such advantage, but had to admit to themselves that they would have done the same thing had they been in her unique position, and glued their attention to every breathtaking movement.
Velma delicately moved herself still further onto the head of Paul's cock, succeeding in burying still more of the meaty shaft deep inside her. Although the head and only three inches of the shaft had found a haven in her cunt, she had her legs spread grotesquely. Janet could almost imagine the totality of the sensations that Velma was experiencing, and wished with all her might that she was the one with the cock in her. Velma was lucky indeed, the girl thought to herself. Having a cock the size of that in her would, without a doubt, be the most wonderful feeling in the world.
By now there were several calls for Velma to take still more of the prick into herself. Some even suggested that she lay down on the mattress and let him fuck her straight on. Velma, being completely absorbed in the pleasure she was having, ignored them one and all. She merely continued to slowly move herself ever deeper onto Paul's beautiful prick. From the look of pure ecstasy on her face, there was no doubt that she would soon be experiencing her climax, even though Paul's joint wasn't completely in her yet. Janet wished that it would come quickly, and before Paul had exploded inside her. Then maybe she would have a chance to get that thing in her before the meeting was over. She desperately hoped so.
Velma was gently rocking back and forth on the sex organ implanted firmly between her legs. Her breathing was shallow, and came in a series of short gasps, rather than evenly spaced. She was fucking the big cock for all she was worth, savoring such delight as she had never known before; savoring it for all it was worth. Holding onto it for as long as possible, and letting it finally drift past her, she let the wonderful sensations of passionate heat engulf her and carry her along a twisting path of hedonistic pleasure; until at last she was raised up on the crest of a tidal wave of ardent voluptuousness and sent crashing into despotism.
Bending his knees slightly, Paul too was cooperating in his public demonstration of fucking. With each forward movement, Velma would make toward him, he would simultaneously push forward with his hips at the same time, thus insuring her of getting maximum penetration. It was with astonished awe that everyone watched the giant prick begin to disappear more and more into Velma's love hole. Although it didn't seem possible, it appeared as if she was going to be able to take the entire thing in her. Outwardly, she was showing no signs of fatigue, and nothing in the way she was pushing herself forward, and accepting still more and more of the cock indicated that she was anywhere near full. Still deeper and deeper did Paul's cock go, and even Janet swallowed hard as she realized how far in Velma it actually was. She stared at the sight with wide-eyed amazement.
Now, almost ten full inches of the huge cock meat were into her by now, and at last she began to show some signs that she was getting full. A slight twinge of discomfort etched itself on her face as Paul inched himself forward again, and she twitched slightly.
To compensate for it, she adjusted her stance, and a little more of his cock disappeared into her crevice. When Paul withdrew slightly before making another slash at her, his organ glistened wetly in the light. Paul continued to inch forward and this time another inch of his meat found entrance. No sooner had that disappeared than still more of his meat found haven in the warm haven of lust that Velma was willingly providing for it. Then Velma's voice found itself and she cried out, her face contorting at the same time. She was finally full, and could take no more. The crowd could see that Paul still hadn't succeeded in getting it all in her.
Janet for one had been surprised that she had been able to take as much as she had. The ten huge inches that were in her cunt now caused her to look terribly stretched, and the sight was almost gruesome in appearance. Her widely expanded cunt gaping open with the short hilt of the intruder still visible at the opening was more than Janet could have taken. She couldn't help turning away from the spectacle in front of her. She was so hot that she just had to find some form of relief. Looking around, she spied Big Bob sitting on the side, and the look on his face clearly indicated that he wasn't too happy at being deposed from the throne as the biggest cock in the club. Janet went to him, still feeling that she owed him something for his saving her asshole for her earlier.
Sitting down beside him, she quickly reached over and felt of his prick. It was hard and ready for action. She smiled at him when he looked at her in amazement. His attention had been totally devoted to what was going on in the center of the room, and he had not noticed her when she sat down beside him. Feeling her put her hot hand on his enlarged prick made him feel better. When he saw who was doing it, he felt even better. Maybe she wasn't such a bad kid after all, he thought to himself. He reached out and slipped his hand up under her dress. Her cunt was very hot and moist, just as he had expected it to be, and the touch and feel of it made his already erect prick give a start. He was ready and he wanted to fuck. Janet would do just fine as far as Big Bob was concerned, especially when he remembered that he hadn't fucked her in the cunt before. He was still attracted to the girl, and had watched the way she enjoyed getting her ashes hauled with interest. The only reason he had agreed to lay off her was because of Sharon, and from what Karen had done to her he became convinced that she was an alright girl.
Lifting her easily, he pulled her dress up and exposed her cunt. Janet, in the meantime, had succeeded in freeing his cock and it now jutted upward from his sitting position to point accusingly at her. When she saw that Big Bob was pulling her back onto it even as he sat there, she felt a tinge of fear that he might try to cram it up her ass again. She struggled for a moment as this fear too hold, but his firm grasp of her prevented her from breaking away. Realizing then why she had suddenly begun to struggle, Big Bob pulled her head close to his and whispered in her ear that she was not to worry. He only intended to let her sit down on it, with her hot cunt as the target. That was what Janet had wanted in the first place, and she stopped struggling. This way, she could ride up and down on it to her heart's content and still be fully in charge of how far it went into her cunt. Even if Big Bob would be the second cock in the club now, he still wasn't anything to be sneezed at.
After hearing what he had planned, and being still greatly in his debt for having delivered her ass from further punishment earlier, Janet felt her face blush hotly. She had deeply misjudged him and she was sorry. Eager to make amends, she quickly climbed on top of his extended cock and let the huge thing find easy access to her hold. She felt the wonderful feeling of having it slip into her. Lower and still lower she allowed herself to fall onto it until she could feel the fullness quickly enveloping her. She glanced around briefly, and was greeted with the sight of most of the others in the room engaging in similar acts of lustful, satisfying actions. Some were doubling, and even tripling up. One of the girls, with a cock in each hand, and one boy's hand under her dress and apparently in her cunt, with still another boy gently massaging her aching breast was happily sucking still another boy's hard prick. Just as Janet looked at them, the boy getting the blow-job shot his come and yelled loudly. The girl's mouth worked feverishly to get all she could.
Even though she was deeply concerned with the feelings inside herself, Janet couldn't help hearing the loud cry of arduous lust that came from Velma. She was holding onto Paul's shoulders now and as she would reach to the heights of joy, tried to impale herself still further onto his ominous war club. Being unable to stand it, she had nonetheless succeeded in getting at least one more inch of cock meat into her hot pussy, and in spite of her heat, was crying out her torment. Paul, in the meantime, his knees still bent, was working his hips into her with a savagery born of desire. His face was still blindfolded, but it was clear from the expression that was partly visible, that he was only a few strokes away from satisfaction himself. In spite of the growing feeling of being boiling inside, Janet watched with fascination as he continued to fuck rapidly into Velma's hot pussy with his hard cock. She wanted desperately to watch his face at the exact moment he let go of his flood of come into Velma's burning hole.
In almost the next instant, she was granted her wish. His face muscles tightening perceptively, he opened his mouth in a soundless yell of pleasure/pain. Then, lunging into Velma's cunt more passionately then before, he couldn't control himself any longer, and reached for her. His hands found her hips and pulled her into him with a mighty jab. Still more of the unearthly cock went deep inside Velma. So agonizingly wonderful was it, that Velma screamed horribly, but no effort whatsoever to get the terrible thing out of her. She herself had tried to do the same thing and been unable to, and now that Paul had succeeded instead, she wasn't about to be cheated out of her ecstasy.
Paul was pumping into her frantically now, and Janet could see the big vein at the bottom of his prick jerking spasmodically. He is shooting it off in her, Janet realized, and wished for all the world that it was her cunt on the receiving end of that hot milk. Then the speed with which she rode the more than adequate cunt tickler in her own cunt, increased and she felt the impending surge of her come fast approaching. She could tell that her partner was almost there also, his breathing having become harder and deeper. Also, he had placed his hands on her hips, and was pulling her down onto him much harder than he had been doing before. The thought of what was about to happen to them both, coupled with the sight of the big cock shooting off stream after stream of pearly nectar into Velma's hot cunt, brought Janet to the brink, and then pushed her over.
As the first drops began to secrete from the walls of her cunt, Janet felt the first hot jet of Big Bob's come juice explode in her. Bouncing up and down on his prick faster and faster than ever, she cried out her release. No one turned to watch this time, however. All eyes were closely tied to the more imposing drama unfolding in the middle of the room. So much come had the two poured out into Velma's cunt, that most of it had escaped, and with her legs so wildly spread and raised the way they were, the thick cream was running freely down the insides of her thighs. The sight of the hot juice running wild and being wasted that way only made Janet all that much hotter. She was pushing back onto Big Bob's prick as hard as she could now, determined not to miss a single tingling sensation he had to offer her, and equally determined not to let any of his milk go to waste.
The action in the middle of the room finally came to a halt and Paul's knees trembled from the exertion and passion he had experienced. He began withdrawing his wonderful organ, and Velma, having drained all the life from it, allowed it to go, but not without a slight look of disappointment that it was indeed over with. Once it was out, his meat hung, wet and limp, between his legs. Velma quickly let her dress fall back into place, thus hiding her just well-fucked cunt from sight. But so much of the come had run down her legs that the little river was still clearly visible. Velma walked over to a corner, and there taking a towel, began to clean herself up. The task completed, and her composure once more intact, she returned to her place at the table beside Ron; completely satisfied.
By now all the spectators had finished what they were doing and began to also resume then-places. The electric tension in the air began disappearing, and for once everyone seemed a little tired. It was small wonder considering how late it had become, and what they had all been doing the entire night. There wasn't a one of them that hadn't fucked at least two others in the group that night, and most of them had fucked at least three times. Some of the girls had done even more, when they could find a hard cock to stick up their hot little boxes, and the numbers of pricks that had been sucked dry were uncountable.
It almost seemed silly for Ron to have to ask, but he did. When he again called on a vote regarding Paul's pledging the club, there was one single loud roar of approval. Then Ron went through the boring routine of explaining all the rules to him. As he came to the end of the list, he asked if he understood everything. Paul said he did and pledged that he would do his best to abide by all the club rules. This done, they took off his blindfold, and welcomed him as a pledge.
Paul blinked for a moment or two in the strange newness of the light. He glanced around quickly, taking in the scene with one grinning look. Apparently liking what he saw, his grin turned to a smile to one and all. Steve stepped forward, and taking his friend by the arm, pulled him over to where he was sitting, after first asking if there were any further business to transact. Since there was none, it was alright for Paul to stay. But Ron had to make it official, so he asked, and got no reply.
No more business to go into, Ron called for a motion to adjourn. Immediately, he got it and a second to the motion. Quickly, he rapped the coke bottle on the table, and announced that that fucking meeting was over, and for everyone to get the hell out of there and go some place else. A few snickers answered him, but by and large everyone was too tired for anything else.
As the group broke up, some of them came to Janet and again welcomed her to the club. Still others, mostly the girls, went over to Paul and welcomed him as a pledge to the club, and indicated that they had something special in mind for them. The looks they gave him left little doubt exactly what it was they had in mind. He thanked them with a wide grin that showed a row of clean, even, beautiful teeth. Thinking of those teeth, Janet couldn't help wondering how they would feel nibbling at the tender folds of her hot cunt. She was determined to find out.
Just then Kenny came over and handed her a small envelope. Inside were several of the pictures that had been taken of her that night. Each one was different, and as Janet glanced through them, she once more experienced the thrill of what had happened to her. Unbelievable as it was, she felt herself getting wet again. Sharon came up as she was glancing through them, and since both of them were very tired, it was agreed that they would go straight home.
Most of the others also were on their way to the door, the fun and games of the night before beginning to take their toll. They had enjoyed themselves, but after all, one could take only so much of a good thing, and they had had plenty. As the girls passed Paul and Steve, Janet paused a moment to look at Paul. He was indeed a good-looking boy, she thought. Walking up to him, she introduced herself to him. She smiled at him and when he returned the smile she felt warm all over. She just couldn't wait to get him alone somewhere at school and command him to do what she wanted. He almost seemed to sense what she was thinking, for his smile took on a tint of outright amusement. Unexplainably, Janet found herself annoyed.
Steve again congratulated Janet on her successful entry into the club. At this, Paul's ears perked up and he inquired if this was her initiation night. She conceded that it was, feeling a little awkward, then pointedly reminded him that she was a full member now. As she talked, she made a point to get across that that meant she was his lord and master, as long as he was a pledge. Bowing exaggeratedly from the waist, Paul looked up at her and vowed that her every wish would be his command, pledge or no pledge. For some reason, the look in his eyes annoyed Janet even more, and she couldn't shake the feeling that he was making fun of her. Well, she thought to herself, just wait until I get you alone. I'll show you what happens to pledges who make fun of members. I'll make you do things you never even dreamed of, then we'll see how much you laugh.
All in all, she was sure she would enjoy her membership in the club.
