People call it a sect or a cult but really it’s just a group of men who share the same ideologies. I truly believe all of them are exceptional and meant to achieve greatness.
I met one of them on a night out with my girlfriends and nothing has ever been the same ever. Do you believe in love at first sight? Because this is exactly what it was. When I first saw him, I felt drawn to him, my heart felt like it was about to explode, I could not keep my eyes off him. I smiled and he signaled me to come. I walked to him, feeling his eyes all over my body, undressing me, I did not feel embarassed or angry. It felt like for the first time, someone was seeing me.
We had just exchanged a few words and I already knew he was better than any men I had ever met. He asked if I wanted to come with him. He did not tell me where, I did not care. I just agreed. I told my friends I was heading home, since I was not feeling too well, and I followed him back to his car.
He brought me to a big house. There I met more men like him. And I was as fascinated by them as I was by him. They brought me to their living room and we had a few drinks. We all introduced ourselves and they started explaining to me that they were this group of men that had some very specific beliefs and how one day they would make the world a better place. They were all very important people in the world, some were at the head of multinational companies, others were in politics, some were doctors or lawyers. Talking to them made me feel so small and insignificant.
No women were allowed in their group that they called the brotherhood. I learned that they believed the inferior sex would only cause drama and internal fights. Yet, every once in a while, they would bring in a woman who’s only duty was to please all of them. They explained to me that men of their stature had needs that only a certain type of woman could satisfy.
This made me feel very special. I knew someone like me did not deserve to be in the same room as these great men, yet here I was. I hoped they would allow me to satisfy their needs. While listening to them, I realized that this had always been my purpose on this earth. They told me how beautiful I was. They told me I was not like the other women, they told me I was special.
I did not have much experience in pleasing men. So far I had only been with one man and it has not been great for either of us, yet here I was, offering myself to those men, almost begging to be used by them. I wanted to be that woman that would satisfy their needs. I needed to be that woman.
They told me to get on my feet and show myself to them. I was wearing a black dress and a pair of black stipper shoes. Underneath my dress, I had a matching pair of lace lingerie. The dress was a bit short and would expose my ass if I bent over too much. It also had a low neckline, showing a lot of cleavage, probably my best asset. I am a 36D, I have a round plump ass and am a bit on the chubby side. My shoulder length, dark curly hair were let loose. I never considered myself beautiful, but tonight it really felt like I was.
They asked me to turn around and to bend over. I felt hands over my ass, slapping, grabbing. I heard someone tell the others that this slut would do the job fine. I felt a hand pull down my panties, exposing my bare ass. I felt fingers tease my already wet opening before thrusting inside me.
When they pulled out their fingers I started feeling so empty. “Look at how wet this whore is already!” I heard someone say. I felt more hands over my body, grabbing my dress and pulling it down, almost tearing it apart. Then they made me kneel down and had me suck each of them. I was not a great cocksucker so they started forcing themselves down my throat and fucking my mouth. Holding my head in place and thrusting themselves down my throat. I did my best to keep up with them, but I kept choking and gagging. Spit dripping down my chin and all over my bra. Tears flowing down my cheeks, ruining my make up. They rubbed their cocks all over my face, painting it with precum and spit.
I felt someone grabbing my bra and tearing it off my body, fully exposing my bouncy tits. My nipples are already erect, they ask me to play with my tits while they used my mouth. Seeing how excited and horny I was, they keep calling me names, telling me how big of a slut I am.
They then led me to the table and had me lie on top of it, i took off my panties and spread my legs open. My head was hanging off the table so it was easier for them to use my mouth. While one was thrusting himself down my throat, I felt someone enter my pussy. He was not very gentle, fortunately I was soaking wet and he was not very big. It did not feel good at all, in fact, it was even hurting a little. Yet, there was nothing I could really do about it, but lie there and take in.
Despite the fact that I was not enjoying being fucked, I was still incredibly turned on. Having them use my body for their own pleasure, being treated like a slut, being fucked like a slut. Even realizing that he was probably not using any condoms did not stop me from craving more.
I was lost in the moment, trying to burn every single detail in my memory when I felt someone shoot ropes of hot cum all over my tits. I never felt more proud in my entire life. I had made one of them cum! The cock inside my pussy was soon replaced by a bigger one and I felt more cum being shot on my tits. I started rubbing it all over my tits, then my belly, then my clit. Whoever was fucking me now, was being very rough as well, he held me by the thighs and pounded my pussy. It did not take long before he pulled out and came all over me. As soon as he was done, he buried his cock back inside me for a few more strokes before being replaced by yet another man.
I tried to focus on my cocksucking skills while the men were taking turn with my pussy. I started using my tongue more, trying to relax as much as possible so that the one fucking my mouth could get in deeper. I was still very new at that so I kept choking, gagging and almost passing out because I could not breathe. My efforts finally payed off when I felt him shoot his load in my mouth. I swallowed every single drop of it. Prior to this night, I had never swallowed cum, I did not really like the taste of it, yet, tonight, I was craving it. I wanted to be fed their cum.
Throughout the night, they kept fucking both my mouth and my pussy. By morning I was completely sore. My legs were hurting, my jaw was hurting, I was covered in cum. But I did not complain once even once. I have no idea how many of them fucked me that night, but when they were finally done, they all left, leaving me with the guy I had met at the club. He fucked me one last time, this time not even bothering to pull out. When he was done, he threw my clothes at me, telling me to get dressed. He then gave me an envelope, full of cash and told me there was a driver outside who would drop me at my place.
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