Thursday 19 September 2002
Morning I spoke with Matt. It was difficult. I cried a lot. He's coming over here soon. I'm just resigned to the fact that I've got to go through with this.

Night. Matt's been and gone. He wanted to stay all night with me but I still need to be alone. He didn't try to make love which is good as I'm not ready yet, but I do need somebody to hug me. He simply held my hands as he talked to me. I realize now that this is as bad for him as it is for me. He was bashed severely, his nose is broken and he has two black eyes. I'm not marked at all, despite what I went through, they obviously didn't want to damage the merchandise. Matt was trapped into this, he tells me he was forced and I really do believe him. He also tells me he truly loves me. I hope that is true because I still care very much for him. But, we are in grave danger if we don't go through with it, I am sure that they will carry out their threats.

I am told that the corporate boss who ordered it is named Leroy and he always gets what he wants. So that’s it, I have to submit to intimate photographs to be taken of my body, plus ones of me having sex and to top it all a video is to be taken of the entire session. Matt tells me a package will arrive for me tomorrow with directions.

Friday 20 September 2002.

The package arrived. Its typewritten and unsigned. It carries a set of instructions.

I am to go to a certain warehouse tomorrow at 2pm which has been prepared for the event. I am to wear a light sun dress with spaghetti straps, bikini panties and sandals. No bras or hose. I am to also take a nightdress. I am to make up my eyes with heavy shadow, rouge on my cheeks and put on bright red lipstick. I am to completely save off all of my pubic hair. OH GOD, I CANT GO THROUGH WITH THIS…….. I am advised that when I reach the warehouse, there will be several men present. They will be the photographer ( MATT I GUESS), A lighting technician, A video camera operator, My sex partner ( TERRY ?) and the director. I am told that I am not to acknowledge any of the men but to go and sit on a bed which will be positioned in the middle of the floor and wait for instructions from the director. There are also two tablets in the envelope which I am told to take just before I leave for the warehouse. It says they are to calm my nerves.

I feel sick.

But I have to go through with it.

Saturday 21 September 2002 1.30 pm.

Well I'm prepared and ready to go.

Matt rang to make sure that I will be there.

I'll be there.

God I look like a tart !!! Heavy make up is not my style. But I do like the look of myself in the mirror, if the circumstances were different I would look and feel hot. My sundress is white and almost shear. It is low cut, my breast cleavage is very obvious, my nipples poke through the thin material, not only nipples, my areola’s are also visible if you look closely. The outline of my pink bikini panties is also visible. My ass looks particularly shapely in this dress, the twin globes of each cheek straining against the tight material. Even my pubic mound, my mound of venus, is protruding as the material is taut across my flat stomach.

I have shaved my pubic hair off several times before, but it was always for a lover, not for Leroy, who is sitting in his office at the head of the fashion house, pulling the strings making this happen. Oh well very soon he will be viewing my bald beaver and there is not a thing I can do about it.

I have just taken the pills that they supplied for me and I have called for a taxicab to take me to the warehouse.

My Diary Part 7

I have just woken up, alone, naked, in my own bed.

My recollections of parts of yesterday afternoon are hazy but I'm going to recount as closely as I can exactly what happened.

As I was in the taxi heading for the warehouse I did begin to feel relaxed. Those tablets seemed to be having an effect. No, not just relaxed, I was actually beginning to feel horny.

Horny? I was being driven to a place where I was voluntarily going to let a man rape me and to expose my body for god knows how many eyes.

As I was thinking this I suddenly realized that my hand was under my dress, a finger was under my panties and embedded deep in my wet cunt.

Wet? How can this be?…I don't want this to happen, but my own finger felt so good there.

I suddenly realized that the taxi driver was watching me intently in his rear mirror. Just as well we had arrived at the warehouse at that time. I still don't know why I did this….but I removed my finger from my panties and offered it to the taxi driver. He smiled and sucked it dry. I smiled back, kissed him and got out of the cab.

I actually felt sexy as I walked to the warehouse door. I don't know what the tablets were that they gave me but they were taking over control of my sexual feelings.

I walked into the room and as advised to me there were five men waiting. I said not a word but walked directly to the bed as instructed, making sure that my ass was swaying and my tits were held high and proud. The way I felt right then was that I could take them all on and then ask for more.

I sat on the bed and looked at each of the men in turn, directly into their eyes.

Matt, poor Matt was there with his camera. He smiled weakly at me but he looked sad.

The man with the video camera looked like a little weasel, he looked back at me with lust written all over his face. The camera seemed to be running already.

The lighting technician I recognized, he had done a lot of similar work at the fashion shows I modeled for. He had often arranged scenery and put up stage lights for all of us girls. He was always friendly to me. Today he was going to see me naked. He could not bring his eyes to meet mine.

The fourth man was tall and very well built. He smiled at me and let out a low whistle. I assumed he was to be my “lover”. Terry was nowhere to be seen. I briefly felt disappointed as he had watched me in a very intimate session with Matt previously. The more I looked at my chosen lover the more I felt that I could enjoy sex with him. Moisture dribbled from my cunt lips, damn, those tablets had done their trick because all I really wanted to do was FUCK. I was going to give this guy one helluva ride.

Then I looked at the ‘director” and my heart skipped a beat, he was one of the bikes who had raped me. He looked back at me, expressionless.

“:Bonnie “ he said, “ we are all here to do a job, so the more cooperation that we get from everybody, the easier it will be for all of us. I expect you to follow my instructions without question and immediately do as I say”.

He walked towards me as he was speaking. He stood before me and cupped my breast, kissing me at the same time. This was the animal that participated in a vicious rape of me less than a week ago and I found myself opening my mouth to suck in his tongue. My mind told me I was being raped again but the drugs they had given me made me a willing participant.

“Now stand with your legs apart.” I stood and obliged.

The director lifted my dress, slid his hand down my panties and inserted a finger deep inside of me. It did not hurt at all, in fact it felt wonderful, I was so moist.

“Good” he said as he placed his finger to my lips. It was my turn to taste my own juice as I sucked his finger dry. It tasted delicious. “Commence” he said as he stood back. Matt with the still camera and the weasel with the video camera approached me and for the next hour I posed in every possible position.

On instructions from the director I stood and lifted my dress, revealing panties, I knelt on the bed leaning forward so that my breasts almost popped out of the dress, I removed my panties, I removed my dress, I covered by breasts and vagina with my hands, I offered by breasts to the camera, I spread my legs, I lifted my hips, I rolled over onto my front and spread again offering my other secret hole.

The lighting technician was busy, making sure that the cameras caught the right degree of illumination, my “lover” came close to watch, I could see that he already had a huge bulge in his pants. I smiled at him and blew him a kiss, after my lewd display I needed a good hard man between my legs.

The director called a halt. I was told to put on my short nightdress, a little black silk favourite of mine, about mid thigh in length, with slits up the sides to the waist, with see through lace across my breasts. I did not put my panties back on.

The six of us sat on 2 lounges adjacent to the bed, I was given alcohol, I needed a drink, my mouth was dry. I was also given two more tablets.

From the angles we were sitting on the lounges my thighs were fully visible and the weasel sitting opposite me had a direct view between my legs. His eyes did not leave my crotch, even when he was talking to me, he was usually making a crude comment anyway.

All the guys were in a buoyant mood, telling me how hot I looked, except for Matt who said very little and actually looked miserable.

The way I felt right then was too bad !! This was my show, I'm the star I will show them how well I can fuck.

And that was just what we were about to do, my “lover” took me by the hand and said are you ready Bonnie?

He walked me to the bed, I felt sexy, horny, desirable and in complete control.

How wrong I was.

My Diary Part 8
Sunday September 22 2002 …..continued

My “lover” finally introduced himself as Paul.

He led me by the hand to the bed . He slid my nightdress up to my neck kissed my breasts and worked his way over my stomach to delve his face between my open legs.

Mr. weasel had the video camera up very close, taking in all the action as Paul's tongue teased my already engorged clit out of its hooded shelter. The tablets I had been given, together with Paul's expert administrations had taken me to another level and I began to moan and squirm in utmost pleasure. I held my hips up to Paul's mouth, begging him to devour me, his teeth biting, his tongue probing, his lips sucking, my cunt gushing copious quantities of love juice over his mouth and chin.

Matt also stood close with his still camera, wait that’s not Matt, where is Matt?

I cried out in release of my orgasm, reaching forward to hold Paul's head to me, grinding my fully awoken cunt into his face.

I fell back down, weak after cum, Paul straddled me, right over my body, and for the first time I could see, hovering over my breasts, his beautiful cock. Beautiful it was, I have never seen one so sleek and long, it was so hard, so erect, I have caused this to become erect I thought with pride. He glided it over my body to my face.

As I opened my lips to receive him I could see out of the corner of my eye three men struggling, Matt was in the middle and they were dragging him to the door. “Stop Bonnie” he was crying or something like that.

Paul's beautiful cock was probing my mouth, I held his balls in my hands and gently squeezed them then I kissed and licked the entire length of his shaft, down to his scrotum and attempted to place his balls between my lips, but it was impossible, he was just too big.

He repositioned himself and started fucking my mouth once more, you know when I'm relaxed and feeling good I can take it deep, his tip was approaching my throat with every thrust, I just needed to adjust my breathing pattern to remain comfortable.

To be honest I was beginning to feel a little light headed. My brain was becoming fuzzy.

Why was Matt fighting with those two men?

Paul withdrew from my mouth. I would have gladly taken his cum but he now wants to fuck me. Good I love to be fucked. Matt fucks me so well, he makes me cum so easily. His prick slid past my cunt lips and started a wonderful thrusting motion. I really love Matt's cock…no not Matt….Paul's cock….where is Matt?

His hand was rubbing my clit as he rode me. My breathing was becoming faster and faster and I let loose screams and moans as I came. My eyes closed and I was transported to a sunny meadow where Matt and I were joined together as one, my vagina was swallowing his cock, always to have it deep inside of me…….

FUCK ME MATT, I LOVE YOU SO, MY CUNT IS YOURS FOREVER………

Matt? My eyes opened. I cant see Matt. I can only see Paul's grinning face above me as he continues to push his cock into me and I continue to fuck him back.

So good, it feels so good……

My mind is clearing. I want Matt. He needs me. He was bashed. I must look after him.

My clit is insatiable. It controls me. I need this cock deep inside my womb, my cunt was now so wet it was running a river.

Paul was now pulling his full length out of me and ramming it all the way home, each time hitting pleasure points deep inside my body. Every time Paul withdrew my own cum squirted out, even my thighs were becoming wet. Paul? No I want Matt. I don't want Paul to fuck me, I want Matt. I called out his name. Not in passion, all of a sudden the passion was leaving me, I called for Matt because I needed him.

I needed him to take me away from here. I started to struggle. Paul's hands grabbed my wrists and held my arms outstretched and increased his rate of thrusting.

The feeling of him increasing his tempo was so wonderful, I could feel his huge balls banging on my ass…but…..but…..this is not right, I want it to stop.

I started bucking my hips, not in tandem with his movements but to try do dislodge him but to no avail. I started screaming for Matt, I don't want this anymore.

He started to spurt, I could feel it hitting my pussy walls, feel it filling me and washing over my cervix.

My god, he's not wearing a condom.

I started to cry, to plead, I didn't want him to loose in me. I was screaming for help. How could I have done this? My brain was so clouded.

Suddenly somebody had hold of my arm, they were rubbing it. A syringe appeared and the needle point was pressed into my arm, deposing an unknown fluid into my veins.

Immediately I found peace. In a dream state I could feel Paul's cum leaking out of my open pussy lips. Hands turned me over to lay on my stomach. My head was laying over the edge of the bed. Weasel was there. Next to my mouth. His penis was in his hands. I automatically opened my mouth for him.

Unknown hands spread my ass cheeks. I could feel a body laying over me. A mixture of Paul's and my own cum was being transferred by someone's fingers from my cunt to my asshole. A hard cock pressed against the resistance at that place. I could then feel it slide right in. It didn't hurt a bit. Nothing hurt. No sensations.

I fell asleep and dreamt of Matt loving me, he was loving me in every way possible. I had willingly surrendered every part of me to him, every entrance to my body was his to take. Somehow in my dream he was using my pussy, my ass and my mouth at the same time. I was his and his alone, held safe in his arms to be happy with him for the rest of my life.

But I have just woken up now and its not a dream. I had to put this in my diary before it all faded.

I don’t know how I got home, who showered me or who put naked in my own bed.

I hear noises in the kitchen . It must be Matt. I will go and join him.

I have just been told to finish my diary entry.

It was not Matt. It was “The director” and another bikie. They brought me breakfast. And an orange juice. And 2 more tablets.

My Diary Final Entry
by Bonnie

Saturday October 12 2002

The guys have allowed me to make an entry in my diary this one final time.

It is now two weeks since The Rebels Motor Cycle Club came to own me.

No, perhaps “own” is too strong a word, I guess I'm just dependant on them. Dependant totally, utterly, completely on a syringe every morning of precious life giving fluid that gets me through each and every day. Dependant also on two tablets twice daily that make me feel so good. So good…..I do feel so good…..I love it….I need it…..Now I'm letting my mind wander……and my fingers wander….I better get back to this diary entry.

IT WAS THE DAY AFTER MY WAREHOUSE DISPLAY THAT THE REALISATION CAME TO ME THAT I WAS NOW UNDER THE COMPLETE CONTROL OF THE REBELS. MY “DIRECTOR” FROM THE PREVIOUS DAY WAS IN MY APARTMENT THE NEXT MORNING WHEN I AWOKE FROM MY DRUG INDUCED SLEEP.

HIS NAME IS COBRA AND IM FRIGHTENED OF HIM. HE'S BIG, BIGGER THAN I REALIZED WHEN HE RAPED ME WITH HIS TWO MATES. HE STANDS 6.4, HE IS BROAD AND MUSCULAR.

WHEN HE BROUGHT ME SOME BREAKFAST THAT MORNING HE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING BUT HE DID PLACE TWO TABLETS IN MY MOUTH AND WASHED THEM DOWN WITH ORANGE JUICE. I SAT UP IN BED TO ACCEPT MY BREAKFAST TRAY, REALIZING I WAS NAKED BUT NOT BOTHERING TO EVEN USE THE BED SHEET TO COVER MY EXPOSED BREASTS. LITTLE POINT IN DOING THAT HE HAD SEEN IT ALL YESTERDAY, ANYWAY I SUSPECT HE SHOWERED ME AND PLACED ME NAKED IN MY OWN BED THE PREVIOUS NIGHT.

HE THEN LEFT ME ALONE IN BED AND WENT BACK TO MY LOUNGE WHERE ANOTHER MAN CLAD IN LEATHERS WAITED. I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE TABLETS ARE BUT THEIR EFFECT IS ALMOST IMMEDIATE, MY VAGINA SEEMED TO HAVE A MIND OF ITS OWN, I COULD NOT HELP BUT TO SIMPLY LAY BACK AND FINGER MYSELF TO A LOVELY ORGASM.

THEY MUST HAVE HEARD MY MOANS, I TRIED WITHOUT SUCCESS TO REMAIN QUIET, FOR AS SOON AS I HAD CUM BOTH MEN ENTERED THE ROOM. AGAIN COBRA REMAINED SILENT HE JUST UNDRESSED AND THEN PULLED THE BED SHEET FROM ME. I COULD SEE NO POINT IN RESISTING, NEITHER DID I WANT TO, I WATCHED HIS PENIS HARDENING AS HE WATCHED ME OPEN MY LEGS AND PLACE MY ARMS ABOVE MY HEAD IN A TOTALLY SUBMISSIVE POSE FOR HIM.

HIS COCK IS AS BIG AND MUSCULAR AS HE IS, WHEN HE FIRST RAPED ME IN THE DARKNESS I DID NOT APPRECIATE ITS SIZE AND WIDTH, I ONLY KNEW HE HURT ME VERY MUCH AS I WAS SO DRY.

NOT DRY ANYMORE, MY CUNT NOW SEEMS ALWAYS MOIST AND READY TO ACCEPT WHATEVER COMES ITS WAY. THIS TIME, NO PAIN, JUST EXTACY. COBRA TEASED ME BY RUBBING IT UP AND DOWN MY SLIT, COATING ITS LARGE HEAD WITH MY FLUIDS, PRESSING AGAINST MY OPENING WHILST I WAS LIFTING MY HIPS TO ACCOMMODATE HIM. FINALLY I SAID IN A VOICE THAT I HARDLY RECOGNIZED AS MINE “FUCK ME” IT WAS MORE OF A GROWL THAN WORDS.

HE SLID IN AND RODE ME TO HEAVEN. I MOANED, I SHREIKED, I CRIED, I CAME AND I CAME AND I CAME.

TOO SOON IT WAS OVER, HE WITHDREW, HIS FRIEND ROLLED ME OVER LIKE A LIMP DOLL ONTO MY STOMACH, RUBBED SOMETHING WET ONTO MY ASS WHICH I ASSUME WAS A COMBINATION OF OUR CUM. HE SPREAD MY CHEEKS AND PRESSED HIS COCK INTO MY ANUS AND STARTED TO ASS FUCK ME. IT HURT A LITTLE BUT I DIDN'T CARE, YESTERDAY I HAD BEEN ANNALY RAPED BY I DON’T KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE. I WAS TENDER BUT IT WAS OK. IN MY HORNY STATE I WANTED TO CUM AGAIN BUT THIS FUCK WOULD NOT BRING ME OFF. I SQUEEZED MY FINGERS UNDER ME AND RUBBED MY OWN CLIT TO BRING MYSELF TO ORGASM.

I GUESS IT WAS LIKE RIDING A BUCKING BRONCO FOR HIM WHEN I CUM, I JERKED MY ASS SO MUCH, BUT WHATEVER IT WAS IT MADE HIM CUM TOO AND HE DEPOSITED HIS LOAD DEEP IN MY ASS.

SNAKE INJECTED MY ARM AGAIN WHICH PUT ME IN A DREAM STATE, BOTH GUYS TOOK ME TO THE SHOWER AND WE BATHED TOGETHER, I THINK I GAVE THEM EACH A BLOW JOB KNEELING ON THE SHOWER FLOOR BUT I REALLY CANT REMEMBER IT TOO WELL.

THEY DRESSED ME, NOT BOTHERING WITH UNDERWEAR, PICKED UP SOME PERSONAL BELONGINGS AND THE NEXT THING I KNEW WAS BEING ESCORTED INTO THEIR CLUBROOMS.

I now live at the clubrooms. It's OK, as with all clubs there is good and bad. Some people respect me, some treat me like dirt. We eat well, I have my own quarters but I'm not allowed to leave the club premises unless in the company of an authorized member.

I usually have to dress in, well lets say its not the type of clothing that I would dare wear in the street. Sometimes I am required to be naked.

MY USUAL MODE OF DRESS IS A SUMMER SUN DRESS, LIGHT MATERIAL, SHOULDER STRAPS AND THIGH LENGTH. OTHER TIMES IT’S A NIGHTDRESS, THEY COLLECTED MY ENTIRE NIGHTDRESS COLLECTION, I HAD TO MODEL ALL OF THEM FOR THE CLUB PRESIDENT AND A FEW OF THE MEMBERS IN HIS QUARTERS. THE PRESIDENT IS A PIG, A GROSS HAIRY MAN WITH A HUGE BEER GUT. HE WATCHED ME TRY ON AND PARADE IN ALL OF MY NIGHTDRESSES AND THEN HE SELECTED THREE FOR ME TO KEEP, THE REST HE ORDERED BURNT. 1. A RED SILK ONE, FULLY SEE THROUGH FROM NECK TO WAIST, KNEE HIGH BUT WITH SIDE SLITS FROM KNEE TO HIPS. 2. A PALE BLUE TOTALLY SEE THROUGH ONE WHICH HAS SUCH A PLUNGING NECKLINE THAT THIN STRIPS HOLD THE MATERIAL JUST ABOVE MY NIPPLES. WHEN I LEAN FORWARD MY BREASTS FALL OUT. THE CROTCH AREA FOLDS TIGHTLY UNDER MT CUNT WITH LITTLE BUTTONS TO UNDO FOR EASY ACCESS. THIS IS THE NIGHTDRESS THAT I USED TO JOKE TO MY LOVERS WOULD FOLD AND FIT INTO AN EMPTY LIPSTICK CONTAINER. 3. A PLAIN COTTON WHITE NIGHTDRESS, NECK TO KNEE. THE PRESIDENT HAS WRITTEN ON IT IN DARK BLACK FABRIC PEN “SLUT” “CUNT” ”WHORE” “COCK SUCKING BITCH”

I AM OF COURSE NOT ALLOWED TO WEAR UNDERWEAR WITH ANY OF THE CLOTHING.

AFTER I HAD TRIED ALL OF MY NIGHTDRESSES ON HE THREW ME ON HIS BED AND FUCKED ME BUTUALLY, CLAWING AT ME PITCHING MY NIPPLES, MAKING ME SCREAM AND CRY IN PAIN, SHOVING HIS PATHETIC LITTLE DICK INTO ME, PUSHING HIS FINGERS, COMPLETE WITH SHARP FINGERNAILS INTO MY ASS.

AS I SAID HE'S A PIG.

WORSE PART IS HE MADE ME CUM, MUCH TO THE DELIGHT OF THE OTHER GUYS WATCHING.

DAMN THOSE FUCKING TABLETS.

I was naked last night in the company of another girl, Sandra, we were required to stand either side of the presidents table whilst a meeting was in progress with delegates from another motor cycle club. They were negotiating territories and other stuff that does not concern me.

The presidents room is a large one, complete with a board table and many pictures on the walls. The pictures are of the girls, there is a large photograph of me having sexual intercourse with a handsome athletic man in a warehouse. From the expression on my face I think I was having an orgasm when the photo was taken. There are several others of me in various poses including one of triple penetration.

Did I mention the other girls? There are four including myself , we all serve much of the same type of functions in the club. There was another girl they tell me the previous month who left suddenly. The following day the guys burnt her clothing and personal belongs. None of the girls know where she went and none of them ask.

After last nights meeting Sandra and I were given to the visiting delegation to use.

SANDRA DOESN'T SAY MUCH, EVEN IN PRIVATE. SHE IS DIFFERENT FROM ME THAT WAY, I AM ALWAYS ASKING QUESTIONS, DRAWING CONCLUSIONS, DISCUSSING THE GUYS IN THE CLUB. THE OTHER GIRLS TELL ME TO SHUT UP. ANYWAY SANDRA IS DIFFERENT FROM ME PHYSICALLY TOO. SHE IS OLDER, MAYBE 28 OR 29. I AM 22. SHE HAS JET BLACK CURLY HAIR, ON HER HEAD AND BETWEEN HER LEGS. I AM BLOND, MEDIUM TO LONG HAIR, TOTALLY BALD BETWEEN MY LEGS. SHE HAS NO TITS TO SPEAK OF BUT HUGE RED NIPPLES. I AM PRETTY WELL ENDOWED, I KNOW THEY WILL SAG LATER BUT RIGHT NOW, FULL RIPE FUN BAGS AS MATT USED TO CALL THEM, CROWNED BY PINK NIPPLES WHICH ALSO GET RATHER LARGE WHEN IM COLD OR AROUSED.

AS I SAID WE WERE EACH REQUIRED TO STAND NAKED ON EITHER SIDE OF THE PRESIDENTS TABLE WHILST THE MEETING WAS IN PROGRESS. IT WAS JUST HIS WAY OF BIG NOTING HIMSELF IN FRONT OF THE VISITING DELEGATION FROM THE OTHER CLUB. WE WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO MOVE AND AFTER 90 MINUTES OF MEETING IT WAS UNCOMFORTABLE, SHIFTING WE IGHT FROM ONE FOOT TO ANOTHER, TRYING TO HIDE OUR MOVEMENTS, LOOKING STRAIGHT AHEAD.

IT WAS INEVITABLE THAT WE WERE THERE FOR SEX, SO IT WAS NOT A SURPRISE WHEN THE PRESIDENT ANNOUNCED THAT WE WERE NOW FOR THE VISITORS TO USE, AS HE PUT IT “TO RATIFY THE AGREEMENT BETWEEN THE TWO CLUBS.” IT WAS ACTUALLY QUITE A RELIEF TO MOVE AS WE WERE TOLD TO CLIMB UP ONTO THE BOARDROOM TABLE.

SANDRA WAS TOLD TO SIT WITH HER KNEES UP AND LEGS SPREAD AND I WAS MADE TO LAY ON MY FRONT WITH MY FACE IN HER CROTCH. I HAD NEVER PREVIOUSLY CONSIDERED MYSELF BI AND APART FROM A WEEK EARLIER I HAD NEVER EATEN ANOTHER GIRL. THAT TIME THE GIRL WAS SHAVED HOWEVER AND I HAD EASIER ACCESS, SANDRA WAS VERY BUSHY AND MOST OF THE TIME I WAS PUSHING HER PUBIC HAIR ASIDE WITH MY TONGUE SO THAT I COULD REACH HER CLIT. AS SHE GOT WETTER IT WAS EASIER AND I MANAGED TO BRING HER TO ORGASM, STICKING MY TONGUE UP INTO AND ALL AROUND HER LOVE CANAL.

IM NOT SURE HOW MANY GUYS JOINED IN, 7 OR 8 I THINK, BUT WE HAD HANDS ALL OVER US AS I GAVE HER ORAL. AFTER SANDRA ORGASMED SOME GUY LAID HER FLAT OUT AND BEGAN TO FUCK HER WHILST MY LEGS WERE PULLED OVER THE SIDE OF THE TABLE AND SOMEBODY STUCK HIS COCK UP MY CUNT BACKWAYS. ANOTHER GUY KNELT IN FRONT OF ME AND FUCKED MY MOUTH IN PERFECT TIME WITH HIS MATE AT MY REAR. THEY BOTH CAME TOGETHER, I SWALLOWED HIS CUM, OR MOST OF IT, JUST IN TIME TO SEE SANDRA GETTING BLASTED IN THE FACE AS A REWARD FOR HER ORAL SKILLS.

I WAS TURNED OVER AND TWO GUYS CLIMBED ABOARD, ONE IN MY CUNT AGAIN AND ONE BETWEEN MY TITS. HE SOON CAME, SPRAYING MY FACE WITH HIS CUM.

I SAW SANDRA BEING TAKEN ANNALLY, SHE DID NOT FLINCH AT ALL, I GUESS SHE IS USED TO IT. TO BE HONEST I DIDN'T FLINCH TOO MUCH EITHER WHEN THEY DID IT TO ME, I AM GETTING ACCUSTOMED TO IT TOO, NOT BAD CONSIDERING I WAS A VIRGIN THERE ONLY A MONTH AGO. ( AND GEEZE DID I FIGHT OFF GUYS WHO WANTED TO DO IT !!).

I GUESS THE PARTY LASTED FOR ABOUT 2 HOURS, I DID CUM ONCE OR TWICE BUT I SOON BECAME NUMB TO IT ALL AND JUST LAID THERE ACCEPTING REPEATED USE OF MY MOUTH, CUNT AND ASS.

All of us girls are at the disposal of a lot of the club members, especially the committee and their “inner circle”. If other members need us it has to be authorised by a senior club member.

New members normally do not have access to us with the exception of their initiation night. I have only been here for one initiation, on that occasion the four of us were given to two new members for the night. There was a slight alteration to that as Jeanette was called away at about 3am to serve the club secretary and several of his guests. It was on that night I discovered that I like the touch of a woman almost as much as the touch of a man.

AS I SAID BEFORE THIS WAS MY FIRST REAL TIME WITH ANOTHER WOMAN. LEAH AND I PUT ON A 69 SHOW FOR THE GUYS AND MADE EACH OTHER CUM ORALLY. LEAH IS SO SWEET, SHE IS MY FAVOURITE WITH ALL THE GIRLS. SHE IS NOT UNLIKE ME, LONG BLOND HAIR, BIT YOUNGER, 19, SMALLER BREASTS. SHE, LIKE ME, HAS BEEN TOLD TO KEEP HER SNATCH SHAVEN. AS THERE WERE ONLY TWO GUYS AND FOUR OF US GIRLS WE SOON TIRED THEM OUT. THEY DID MANAGE TO FUCK EACH ONE OF US WITHOUT CUMMING FOR A LITTLE WHILE ANYWAY AND WE ALL AT SOME STAGE IN THE NIGHT SUCKED EACH OF THEM TOO, BUT MOSTLY THEY WERE TOO SPENT TO CUM AGAIN.

BUT ALL IN ALL IT WAS NOT A VERY TAXING JOB FOR US AND AS WE ALL WERE THERE TOGETHER, NAKED, IT SEEMED NATURAL THAT WE GIRLS SHOULD TOUCH EACH OTHER. I CLIMAXED MORE FROM THE OTHER GIRLS FINGERING ME THAT I DID WITH THE GUYS THAT NIGHT. AND THE KISS OF ANOTHER GIRL, WELL ITS LOVELY. SO SOFT SO MOIST, NO STUBLE TO PRICK YOUR DELICATE SKIN. DON’T GET ME WRONG IM NOT A LESBIAN, I REALLY DO PREFER GUYS, BUT FROM NOW ON I HAVE FOUND A PRETTY GOOD SUBSTITUTE.

I am told by a senior member here that I have a couple of tasks to perform in the next week or so, the first one is to meet the managing director of a fashion house chain of stores. He desires me I hear. His name is Leroy and is 72 years of age so I can't see that one being a very long or particularly hard task.

The other task is help secure the services of another girl. I am told she is bi and I was not aware then, but she fell in love with me some time ago. She is a make up artist who used to assist me when I was a fashion model. I am to befriend her, seduce her and arrange for intimate photos be taken of the two of us together. Sounds like a lot of sexy fun. Then she is to be delivered to a local government councilor who has business dealings with our club. It seems that he has taken a fancy to her.

IF I GET THE CHANCE I WILL LET YOU KNOW HOW THESES TASKS ARE PERFORMED

This morning one of the guys asked me if I miss Matt.

I smiled and said “Matt who?”

NO, THAT’S WRONG, I REALLY DO MISS MATT. HE IS THE BEST FUCK THAT I HAVE EVER HAD.