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Subject: {Victor Ramierez} RP "Cadre" (M/F, F/F,  mc, nc?, drugs, cults)
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Cadre
by Victor Ramierez

Anna could feel her body moving forwards, but she found herself watching it
from afar. She was not in control and she was not sure of what had
happened.
She concentrated and managed to take in her surroundings as she moved
forwards through the rows of people. She was proceeding down a stone
walkway between rows of people, hundreds of people, all dressed in some
kind of red and black robes. They were all quietly chanting something but
she could not make out what it was, so the noise was simply an ongoing
background rumble. She was being led forwards by two muscular men, sort of
Spanish in appearance, and they were dressed in the same simple black robes
with the red edging, just like everyone else. 
Ahead of her was a giant stone staircase leading up to a platform where
more of these people were waiting. She realised she was actually moving up
the outside of some kind of large stone structure, and it looked like it
was very old. Perhaps it was a pyramid or something, but she couldn't
concentrate enough to actually turn her head to see.
Her mind began to wander again and she found herself high above the people,
standing next to a kind of stone table on the platform she had seen.
She felt someone grab her shoulders from behind and push her forwards to
the edge of the platform. She could now see down to the congregated people
below her and she was shocked to see that there were hundreds of these
people all lined up in rows, just like the old Nazi Nuremburg rallies she'd
seen on newsreels from the  40s. She realised that whatever this was it
couldn't be good, but she simply lacked the energy to do anything except
stand in place and stare down at the people who were all intently staring
back up at her.
"My people, this is our new princess!" yelled  a voice from just behind
her. "Tonight she becomes one with our people and then she will go on to
attain great position within the Cadre."
As the people all began to loudly chant the word 'Cadre' over and over she
realised that was what they had been chanting previously. Their tempo
became faster and their volume increased. She could see the mass of people
seething rhythmically below her, they stretched back to the edges of the
nearby jungle, and with the flickering light of the burning torches, the
entire scene seemed even more surreal.
She was turned back towards the stone altar and at last she saw the man
behind her. He was a powerfully built, bald man. He seemed to be of the
same Mediterranean appearance as the guards had been. He had a look of
strange detachment on his face and almost as though he were also watching
the scene from outside of his body, then he lethargically instructed the
guards to move her to the stone altar.
The two guards grabbed her arms and propelled her up onto the altar, and
laid her down on her back. One reached down and arranged her chestnut brown
hair, spreading it out around her head to form a kind of halo on the stone.
Now that she was lying down she felt her energy drain ever further and
found it an effort just to remain awake. Through this kind of sleep haze
she saw the bald man step forwards again and reach down to her. He grabbed
the white and red gown she was wearing and tore it right down the middle to
expose her ample breasts and bushy brown pubic hair which was now naked to
the night as she was wearing nothing else. Normally this would have
bothered her, but now she was simply watching the proceedings, almost with
disinterest. He gently fondled her breasts, rubbing her nipples and she
felt a spark shoot through her body. As he continued to work on her breasts
she could feel a kind of warmth spreading through her body. He continued
for a minute more, gently squeezing, rubbing and then as a final touch he
quietly suckled on her nipples for a moment. He stood back away from the
altar and with a theatrical flourish he snapped his fingers. To wild
cheering from the audience below a kettle drum, or something similar, began
it's ominous pounding. It was a steady and constant simple rhythm, one
strike and then shortly after it another, this was then repeated on and on.
The audience were now working themselves up into a frenzy of anticipation
and that was when the robed and hooded figure stepped out from the room
concealed behind the altar. As the giant stone wall pivoted back into place
she stepped to the front of the platform, obscuring Anna lying on the stone
altar.
The bald man moved behind her and grasped the top of the hood, and with a
sudden dramatic tug he pulled the hood away from the figure's head. The
long blonde flowing tresses of a beautiful 20 year old woman was revealed.
The audience were still cheering and they began to applaud as he ran his
finger down the front of her robe to separate the velcro strip and cause
the black robe to fall from her shoulders revealing her naked pale white
skin underneath. Her small breasts stood to attention in the cool night
air, and she stood almost to attention while she waited for further
instructions.
"It is now time for the handmaiden to prepare our princess," exclaimed the
Bald man with a gesture to Anna still lying on the altar.
Anna had been using this break to try and deduce how she had ended up here.
She had come here to Peru on holiday with her father. They had been here
for two days and had not been able to get out of the hotel room once as it
had been raining for the entire time. This afternoon was fine and of course
it was now that her father had planned a business meeting. She decided she
would go to the street market and meet up with him later. She had wandered
through the market stalls happily taking in all the colour and exotic
perfumes of the flowers, the strange items on sale and the things she could
identify. She moved steadily onwards and as she passed a store the aroma of
fresh coffee caught her senses and she decided to indulge herself. She had
taken a table near the door which allowed her to look out and watch the
world going by outside and her coffee had been brought over to her. She now
realised that the waiter was actually one of the guards standing here on
the platform with them all now. She couldn't remember anything much after
taking a few sips of the coffee. There must have had some kind of drug in
it and then they'd brought her here.
Her attention was brought back to the present as she felt her legs being
spread and then she could feel warm breath on her pussy lips. A warm tongue
was slowly licking her pussy lips, occasionally sliding a little way inside
before sliding back out and resuming the pussy bath. The warm tingles were
racing through her again and this time the connection was made in her
addled brain. As long as the stimulation was continued the drug was
allowing the sensation to get through. Suddenly she felt a blast as the
tongue moved up and began to circle around her little clit hiding
underneath it's protective hood. As the clitoral stimulation continued she
felt two moist fingers slide into her wet snatch and they began to pump in
and out in time with the drumbeats. The blonde woman's other hand snaked up
over Anna's belly and grasped one of her breasts. Squeezing and pinching
her nipple before moving to the other breast and repeating. Anna was lost
in the sensations washing over her drugged mind. She knew that this was
wrong and she could not stop her reactions. They were using the drug and
her sexual reactions to control her like some kind of sexual toy or puppet.
She was loving every second of it.
The blonde sucked one of Anna's pussy lips into her mouth and then began to
nibble on it, and this sent her over the edge. Her orgasm pushed her
rational mind further down into the swirling fog her mind had become. She
was simply here on a primitive level now, a sexual beast wanting to be
gratified and nothing more. As her orgasm subsided she felt the blonde
licking her pussy clean before finally standing up and moving away from the
altar.
"Now my princess, it is time to be initiated into the Cadre. I am high
priest Priamon and you shall be my queen, at least for the time being," he
said motioning for the two women behind him to come forward and attend to
him. They moved behind him and slipped his robe off his shoulders and he
stepped forwards totally naked, his erect cock sticking out in front of
him, pointing at it's next conquest.
"You are now totally submissive and slave to my will. I will have you in a
submissive position," and with another snap of his fingers summoned the two
guards forward. They grabbed Anna's arms and pulled her up and spun her
over, they then lifted her into a kneeling position and bent her forwards
so that she was now in a kind of doggie position. She was unable to hold
herself up on her arms and they placed a cushion under her head. Priamon
was happy with this position as she looked like she was even more
submissive. He got up on the altar behind her and grasped her arsecheeks.
He squeezed them and then spread them to look down at her wet slit peeking
out from between her legs. 
She could feel the vinyl of the cushion against her cheek as she had her
face pressed down into the altar to help support her weight, she laid her
arms alongside the cushion but they were not really supporting her as such.
Slowly the warmth began to spread through her again as she realised he was
playing with her arsecheeks. She felt him spread her cheeks apart and then
after a few moments the tip of his cock was pressed up against the opening
to her cunt. He began to slip it inside a little bit at a time, and she
could feel herself going insane each time he pulled it back out. He was
teasing her with it and she desperately wanted it inside her. He was taking
his time and she was wondering just how long she was going to be out here
tonight, when he finally slid the entire length into her wet cunt in one
long, slow motion. Once inside he stopped moving and left it there for a
few moments, and she basked in the feeling of being filled. Her pussy was
spread apart and it was grasping onto the length of his shaft and she was
wanting to start humping herself on this cock when he began to move again.
In time with the drumbeat he was sliding in and out of her. He was holding
onto her hips to propel himself forwards and then leant further forwards so
he could reach under her and take a tit in each hand. He was squeezing and
fondling her tits and he continued his rhythmic pounding of her pussy. Then
 he slid his hands up and ran them through her hair and grabbed her by the
back of the neck and shoulders. She finally noticed through the haze that
the drumbeat had been steadily getting faster and now he was pounding in
and out of her at quite a reasonable pace. He held onto her shoulders and
was driving her back and forwards with them. Her body was tingling as
thought it had an electric shock running through it and she could feel
every little touch he made. She could feel his balls hanging down
underneath his hard cock, as they slapped back and forward against her
clit. She could feel the ridges of the veins inside his cock as it slid up
and down the length of her moist canal. She knew she would not be able to
hang on and as he began to come he pulled her head up to him and began to
bit and nibble on her neck and earlobes. This sent her over the edge and
she came again.
He was finished with her now and allowed her to slump forwards onto the
stone altar in a satisfied, exhausted heap.
She felt movement and suddenly she was rolled over onto her back again. She
now had a dark haired beauty move in between her legs and begin to lap
Priamon's come out of her pussy. She could hear Priamon moving around
behind the woman and then caught sight of him again as he moved to the edge
of the platform. She felt the woman stop as all of his seed had been
removed, and she looked up into Anna's eyes.
"See what you have caused," said the woman, reaching up and turning Anna's
head so that she could see the congregation below.
The people had all discarded their robes and were now locked in some kind
of mass orgiastic masturbatory session. Hands were going in every
direction, people fondling themselves and each other, and most women in the
audience had received at least one load of come on their face and breasts.
"She is now ours!" exclaimed Priamon. "The elite may now partake." 
Priamon stepped back from the edge and without another glance back he
walked to the hidden door, pressed on it and went inside. 
Anna was somewhat confused but the other people had not left her here, so
she assumed they would be taking her inside or something. The platform had
suddenly become a lot more crowded as about 40 or so young men had made
their way up from the audience below.
She saw the blonde and the black haired beauty kneel at the end of the
altar and then one of the guards came forwards and grabbed one of Anna's
legs. He pulled her forwards so that she was only on the altar from the
waist up, and her feet were in contact with the ground but they were not
really supporting her weight. She lay in this somewhat awkward position
wondering what was going on for a few moments while some discussions were
going on. The women on either side of her were quietly sitting on their
legs waiting until the men began to move forwards two at a time. The two
women sat up and each began to give the first two men a blow job. After
several minutes of this and the previous masturbating the guys began to
come, and as they did they pulled their cocks out of the mouth of whichever
woman it was in and spurted all over Anna's lower body. This continued and
it suddenly dawned on the 24 year old that she was going to be wearing the
spunk of all of these waiting guys before she would be leaving this altar.
"Oh well," she thought. "At least there's only another  30 or so to go,"
and as another warm load of come splashed across her belly she began to
slip back into her warm drug induced sleep.
And as she finally passed out again she wondered what they would make her
do next.

Copyright 1998 Victor Ramierez 
lovecannibal@hotmail.com



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