A Visit to Tripp's Club
Copyright© 2015 by wondash
Sex Story: Chapter 21 - This story was started in 2010 and continues to refine 'the Club' world. It's a rather long story but I wanted bring out the details as if the Club really existed. It follows one man's mission to become a guest at the Club and his journey of sexual pleasure with many, many girls. The sex doesn't start for a couple chapters, but when it does it continues non-stop!
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft ft/ft Teenagers NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Mind Control Lesbian Heterosexual Fan Fiction Science Fiction Robot Mother Daughter BDSM First Sex Toys Lactation Double Penetration Needles
The unveiling continued with Tripp providing relevant statistics on each new future companion. To the right of the mother was a twenty one year old girl from New Delhi. Normally I'm not attracted to Indian woman, but this chick was sweet! Her hair was long and wavy, draping over her C-cup breasts and dark areolas. She was thin with wide hips and a perfect shape to her ass. And her eyes were dark and expressive; expressing fear at the moment. Next in line was a mystery girl! With the sheet pulled off, she was the only girl to still don any clothing; a black hood and mask covering her entire head. The material was tight but stretchy. The ball gag and strap were clearly defined underneath. Short blond hair peaked out from around the mask's neckline. She had fair skin and the body of someone who exercised regularly. Plus decent sized tits. Tripp explained the mask "Here we have a special Club acquisition. As is tradition, her identity will be kept secret until after the induction ceremony. Unfortunately one Club guest here in the audience may not be leaving happy." There were hushed murmurs thought-out the crowd. What the fuck was he talking about? Without hesitation Tripp continued to the next girl, Naomi, an eighteen year old mocha skinned beauty from London. Short kinky hair, striking cheek bones, large eyes, and flawless skin made for a very exotic look.
"So here we are at our last inductee. With a voice as amazing as her body, may I preset you with ... Katelyn!" The sheet came off to reveal a magnificent young specimen. Tripp said she was sixteen, but had I guessed I would have said fourteen, max. It wasn't so much her body that made her look so young, it was her face. Katelyn had thick long flowing brown hair surrounding a cute round face and piercing blue eyes! She just looked so innocent. Well actually, she looked terrified. Those blue eyes were streaming with tears and saliva dripped from the ball gag. As for her four foot five, ninety eight pound body, it had all the curves of a young developing woman. Whoever paid the highest bid to deflower this girl, whatever the cost, it would be worth it!
"So there you have our eight spinning beauties." Tripp raised his arms as if showcasing new cars. I have to admit, the site of eight nude girls, helpless, like statues rotating on display, was unbelievably sexy. I loved their expressions of fear and shock. Trip was right; this was a show not to be missed. My dick bulged in my pants. "There will be a short intermission while the girls are prepped for the main event. Drinks are available from our hostesses. For those of you not accompanied by a Club companion, our hostesses are more than willing to provide any personal attention you desire. Enjoy!" With that, Tripp turned from the balcony to face our little group. "I hope everyone is enjoying the show." He walked from one girl to the next stopping their rotation as he spoke. "Anyone who wishes to examine the ladies up close and personal one last time before they are sent on their way, please come right over. Heavy petting is allowed. I would only ask that you do not penetrate their lower extremities."
The men (and a few women) in our little group moved toward the nude statues while their Club companions remained at the back of the room. The pedestals were all facing different directions. Those girls with a view back (toward us) became more vocal as the group advanced toward their restrained bodies. The young girl on the end, the singer named Katelyn, drew the most attention. Three men surrounded her and began their examination. She was facing away toward the arena, and wailed out as strange hands descended upon her virgin skin. A small, nerdy looking guy was mauling the mystery girl's large breasts. The black teenager had the attention of two women guests. Another man gazed upon the Indian chick who struggled pointlessly to avoid his fondling. The Japanese girl and Abbey garnered the unwanted touch from two silver haired old men who had to be at least eighty years old each! All the male guests had visible erections, even the old dudes.
The only two girls left unattended were the mother and daughter. This I found odd as both were as attractive as any of the other choices. I could only assume that the group was not willing to look into the eyes of a mother as they violated her daughter, or vice versa. At least not yet. I on the other hand had no such emotional barriers. If anything, the thought turned me on even more. I told JJ to follow me as I walked toward the mother. As luck would have it, the two were facing each other. From behind Jessica, I placed my hands on her shoulders. She tensed but kept looking ahead, focused on Alexandra. I slid my hands slowly down her flanks to her hips. Leaning in close to her left ear I whispered "How does it feel to have another man's hands on your body? Are you getting aroused?" I knew this was the farthest from her mind. My right hand released her hip and moved across her ass toward the crease between her cheeks. As my fingers explored deeper Jessica whimpered. My left hand moved forward over her trimmed pubic hair and then lower. I spoke to Alexandra "May I call you Alex? Alex, watch what happens when I touch your mom's clit." Jessica whimpered louder and looked to the side, avoiding her daughter's gaze. I traced the seam of her labia. I knew it would still be slick from the lubricated rod Tripp had used earlier. A little pressure and my finger slipped between into the warmth of her folds. My other hand retreated from her firm ass and wrapped around her waist to cup her right breast. Alex watched in horror.
"JJ?" "Yes Phillip?" She was supposed to call me Mr. P.A. I let it go for the moment. "I want you to press the button near Alex's leg..." I pointed. " ... the one that's labeled 'Spread'." This caused Jessica to whine in distress and struggle on the pole. I held her tight, my finger pressing against her clit. JJ obeyed. There was a soft hum as Alex's legs split apart. She struggled to keep the pressure off her neck which panicked her mom even more. The fear on the faces of both women was palpable. "Now I want you to kneel down and use your tongue, you know where." "Jess, may I call you Jess? My friend's name is Jeanne. Up until yesterday she was no different than your daughter. In fact, I think she's only a year or so older." "nuh-nuh g-guh. Eeyss Eeyss N-N-op!" Jess begged from behind the gag as JJ grabbed Alex by the hips and planted her face between Alex's partially spread legs.
"I'm sure you're wondering why she's so willing to do what I say ... to lick your daughter's virgin pussy." The young helpless girl shifted her hips, trying to avoid the attention of the other young girl. I continued whispering into Jessica's ear, "Jeanne is a member here at the Club, which means she's nothing more than a drugged fuck toy. And in a few minutes, you and your daughter will be just the same." Jessica was sobbing now, which caused the same reaction in Alex. My finger circled her clit, applying soft pressure. With my right hand, I pressed 'Spread' on Jess's pedestal. Tripp had told us no penetration, but with all the crying and whimpering and moaning in the room, who would notice. Besides, he was busy at the side of the room where the doors to a large freight elevator had opened. I slipped two fingers easily into Jess's cunt and began to slowly fuck her. JJ had been working Alex's clit and from the look on the girl's face, it was taking effect. Her sobbing slowly quieted, and then became soft gasping. Her eyes closed. "mmm ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh mm-mm-mm." "Look, your daughter is already aroused. See how erect her nipples are. Listen to her moan." Jess watched in horror. "She's going to make an excellent sex slave!"
Just then Tripp broke the mood. "Special guests, it's time for the show to continue. Please cease your fondling. And if you don't mind, could you all help me load the girls into the elevator? There's a wheel-lock pedal at the base of each pedestal." He demonstrated on Abbey, releasing the lock with the tip of his shoe. "Even though the bases are weighted, please take care while moving them." Using the pole and Abby's arm for leverage, he easily rolled her into the freight elevator like nothing more than a store manikin. "JJ, go wait at the back of the room." Alex opened her eyes with a look of confusion then embarrassment as she came back to reality. For the moment her breathing remained heavy. "I think your daughter is disappointed JJ didn't finish." My fingers slipped out of Jessica. "Are you disappointed?" Mother and daughter stared at each other, tears returning to their eyes. I moved over to Alex and lifted my fingers under her nose. "Want to smell your mom's sex?" She turned her head in shame.