Sarah was surprised when it came in the mail. It was an invitation to a party and not just any party either. It was a party held by the P. The P was a secret society spoken of only in whispers, but supposedly only Juniors and seniors were members of it. Know one knew who actually were members of it. She was a freshman so being invited to one of their parties was a great honor, even if she couldn’t tell anyone about it. The invitation was signed with the letter P and gave instructions as to where to go and what time to be there.

The night of the party she told her parents she was going over to a friends house and walked to the location of the party. She had dressed, as the invitation suggested, in jeans and a tee shirt. Which would look normal for any girl her age going to a friends house. The letter had also stated that alternate clothing would be provided for her upon arrival at the party. That statement had her thinking of an elegant dress or something like that. When she got there however the first thing she saw was a table with a man about twenty sitting behind it. He said, “Sarah, glad you decided to join us. I have something you need to sign. Then you can go into that room and change.”

She had expected someone much younger, but said, “Okay.” She signed the paper without reading it and went into the other room.

When she got into the other room she was surprised to find it empty except for a note that said,”Remove all of your clothes and go into the next room.” Hesitantly she removed everything she had on and went into the next room.

There she found some new clothes, but nothing like she had ever worn before. She was embarrassed just looking at the underwear. The bras were all cup-less leaving nothing to hide her nipples. As far as bottoms there were garter belts and stockings but no panties at all. The skirt came down just below the top of the stockings and the blouse came down just below her breast leaving a lot of her belly showing. The one good thing about all of it was that all of it was white so nothing showed through. She looked at herself in the mirror that was in the room and had to admit she looked good. More exposed than she liked, but good all the same.

She when into the next room and got another surprise. She had thought this was a high schooler’s party. But all of the people in the next room were men, grown men. Not high school boys at all. She began to get a very bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. The men were all looking at her and she didn’t like the look in their eyes. The door she had come through had closed behind her. She turned as if to back into it and found it had locked. She was trapped.

The men surrounded her and one of them spoke. He said, “You’ve already signed your agreement. It’s too late to back out now. Don’t worry you’ll be paid well and if everything goes well you’ll make a lot more money down the road.”

It was only then that she noticed that there were cameras in the room, both still and video. They intended to film everything that went on in this room. She cringed at the thought. The men crowded around her. She was jostled back and forth between them. It wasn’t until she felt cool air on her breast that she realized that they had been unbuttoning her blouse as they did so. She tried desperately to cover herself from their site, but they only started working on her skirt instead. Soon it was bunched around her ankles and she was not only trying to cover her breast but slit as well. One of the men unfastened the bra making even harder to try and cover her now unsupported B-cup breast.

It was at this point that both of her arms were grabbed and numerous hands began fondling her breast. Several of the men kept telling her how lovely her tits were and how she shouldn’t hide them. Two of the men brought their heads in close and began to lick at her nipples. The hands that had been rubbing her breast moved between her legs to her sparsely haired slit. The two who had been licking at her nipples began to suck on them and the hands on her crotch slowly forced her legs to spread. A finger slipped between her folds and began exploring and arousing her sex, which had already begun to juice up from the attention her nipples were getting. Her knees began to buckle and she was gently laid onto the floor. The man with his finger in her folds moved his finger down to her opening and the tip press in just a little. He wiggled the finger in circles a little as he moved his thumb up to the hood of her clit. Her body responded with more liquid and her clit popped out.