Here you can read an excerp of [my erotic story “Step Into the Pits”](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/718273): Alison is asked by her step brother to check out what his girlfriend Regina is really up to when she is supposedly at choir practice. She follows her to a mysterious sex club where she gets trapped and discovers her own kinks under the guidance of Regina. Will her fertile body stay out of the clutches of the mysterious Bull?
*Alison felt many hands stroking her body through her clothes, moving up and down her legs, cupping her pert breasts and even stroking her back. Her blazer was unbuttoned and quickly slid off her shoulders while another pair of hands was placed at her waist moving to towards belly, slowly stroking her body through her blouse. And more hands soon joined, moving over her hips, her thighs, stroking her hair.*
*Normally her first instinct, when feeling strange hands, would have been to pull away, but these hands were considerate almost soothing. A voice with a slight middle eastern sounding accent whispered from behind her: “Just relax little robin, let us take care of you”*
*While caressing her, the hands began to guide her a bit further down the hallway and she felt two of them going to the hem of her blouse, wanting to raise her it. Remembering Regina’s advice on compliance, she complied by lifting her arms up and simply letting them take it off. She did not see where it ended up, presumably they took it through the bars, but before she could contemplate it further the hands returned, wasting no time and slipping underneath her bra to cup her breasts. With her previous boyfriends she had always loved the feeling of the rough hands manhandling her bare breasts with the added pressure of her bra, but then she felt the sudden airflow against her bare breasts as her bra had been unhooked and was swiftly gone.*
*While the hands continued to massage her shoulders and breasts, she looked over to Regina, who was clearly enjoying this very much. She was already almost naked, she had worn a glitter top, skirt and high heels, instead of a blouse and pants like Alison, thus undressing her was obviously easier.*
*Where the hands were treating Alison almost tender, they were far more aggressively groping Regina. Kneading her breasts and straight up fingering her pussy which she obviously was enjoying very much. Regina was even more beautiful than she had imagined, her firm breasts with those puffy nipples exposed to her and their audience, her shapely form, muscled by all those workouts and judo sessions, but still round and looking soft in all the right places. Alison wanted to trade places with the people behind the opposite bars, to be the one holding those breasts and exploring that pussy. To feel that smooth skin beneath her fingers shuddering as their lips would find each other…. “ow!”*
*She was abruptly brought back from her daydream when her right nipple was playfully pinched and the woman’s voice with the middle eastern accent spoke from behind her: “Do you like what you see, little robin?” The hands teasingly moved from her from breast, stroking her neck to her hair “Hmmm she sure is nice, but I prefer you and your long red locks more, shall we see if you have some more down below?”*
*A pair of hands reached for the buttons on her pants, undoing them, slipping a hand in that began probing her lips through her panties, while another pair of hands went for her shoes and socks quickly removing them. Alison could not help giggling as they briefly tickled the soles of her feet.*
*Next, her pants were peeled off while the hands kept her steady by one pair cupping her breasts, while another steadied her hips. As her pants were dragged away, she stood there almost naked, panting from all the stimulation and excitement. Her panties the only protection left, with several fingers rubbing her pussy through the fabric, proving exactly how symbolic and meaningless that ‘protection’ was.*
*The middle eastern accent returned: “I can feel that you are not entirely bare, good, very good little robin. Hair should be treasured, carefully groomed, not discarded without thought”*
*Alison felt one hand getting into her panties, tracing her landing strip, two other hands slid her panties down her legs.*
*“Hmmm if only we weren’t separated by these bars little Robin I would ravish you until you screamed and begged me to stop”*
*Alison could not help but moan and shudder at the idea, her pussy was now exposed to the world, covered only by what was probably the hand of the mysterious lady, who wasted no time to fondle her nether lips up and down alternated by a few quick circles around her clit.*
*Alison could not suppress her grunts of pleasure even if she wanted to, the stimulation made her oblivious that her panties fell off her feet onto the floor, she was now completely naked and according to the rules she could walk away now.
But she didn’t want to, as one hand kept stimulating the front of her pussy, she felt another hand reach from under her ass and enter her pussy from the back.*
*The added stimulation made her crazy and she was beginning to have trouble standing, the fingers in her pussy rubbing her g-spot and the other hands stroking her body, edging her closer and closer to the threshold that would bring the sweet explosion of ecstasy. She could feel the tension building up and It would come any moment… and then the hands abruptly stopped and retreated.*
*“Sorry little Robin, perhaps we can get together later”*
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