Ritual Gangbang (a virgin secret society group sex paranormal erotica) (2 page)

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"Y
ou wanted to see me, Mr. James?" I said,
standing in the doorway of Nicholas's office. Eve had let me know that he’d
requested my presence about an hour after our confusing and mildly
uncomfortable chat in my cubicle.

"Ah, Jessica," He said, looking up from a stack of
papers on his desk, giving me a dazzling smile. "Please come in, have a
seat, and shut the door behind you."

I did as I was told, and Nicholas crossed the office to a
bar by the window. He poured himself a glass of something clear, vodka or gin,
I'd guess. He waved a glass at me, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

"Oh, no thank you. I don't drink." I said, and he
chuckled.

"You don't drink? I love it!" He said, and took a
long sip from his glass. He settled back at his desk, and studied me for a long
moment. I felt beyond self conscious under his gaze.

"So, Eve tells me that you might be the girl for my
task."

"Well, I'd certainly like to be. But she didn't really
give me any details. What exactly are you looking for? What's the
project?" I asked, still confused by my talk with Eve.

"I was looking for a virgin, plain and simple." He
said, completely nonchalant, with a shrug of his perfectly muscled shoulder.
"But for it to be you, well, that adds a whole new, interesting dimension
to things."

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked. Confused didn't even
begin to cover what I was feeling.

"Well, you're obviously smart, ambitious, and you've
got potential galore." He said, and I felt a shock go through me. Nicholas
thought all that about me? And here I thought that he didn't even know my name.

"When you add the virginity to all of that, you’ve got
the total package. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find someone like
you? You're like a unicorn!" He clapped his hands together, and gave me a
hungry smile. "They're going to love you!"

"
They
?" I asked. "What exactly are you
talking about, Mr. James?"

"Some people view their virginity as a gift, as
something to be given away." He said, completely ignoring my questions.
"But then what does that leave you with? The memory of some boyfriend
clumsily pumping away inside of you for all of ninety seconds before leaving a
sticky mess on your stomach?" He made a face, wrinkling his nose at the
thought.

"I'm really uncomfortable with this conversation."
I said, shifting in my chair.

"That's perfectly understandable. It's an uncomfortable
conversation." He said simply. It was obvious that
he
wasn't
particularly uncomfortable. "Anyway, why give something away for nothing
when you can get something in return?" He continued, raising an elegant
eyebrow at me.

"Are you-" I started, but stopped myself. I
couldn't believe what I was hearing. I stared at him incredulously. "Are
you
propositioning
me? I may be ambitious, but I draw my line there. I'm
not a prostitute!" I said, and gathered myself up, storming to his office
door. Even if I did find him attractive, and even if I did want to advance in
my career, there was no way I was going to become a whore to do it.

"Would you like to know how I did it?" He asked,
just as I was grabbing the door handle. I froze in place. There was no way he
could mean how he saved Haute, could he? He'd never told anyone that, as far as
I knew.

I slowly turned back around, my eyes wide. He gave me a
smirk, he knew that he had me.

Nicholas nodded his head toward the chair I'd just vacated.
I sat back down without question.

"I took a failing magazine, and I turned it into an
empire. And I did it by sacrificing something." He said, giving me a very
serious look, although I wasn't sure exactly what he meant. "Jessica, you
have something to sacrifice, to offer up."

"My-" I began, my head spinning. "My
virginity?" I asked. Nicholas gave a small nod.

"I'm a member of a very small, very elite group. We're
meeting soon, and we've been looking for someone like you. Someone who has
something to sacrifice, who is hungry for success."

"I don't understand. What would I have to do?"

"It's simple. You would exchange your virginity for
more success than you can imagine. And you'd bring success to the other members
of the group at the same time." His eyes studied me, and I had to admit
that I was intrigued. If it was anything like the kind of success that Nicholas
had, it would be hard to say no.

"It won't be easy, but it will be worth it. I can
guarantee you that." He said, his green eyes sparkling.

"Okay,” I gulped, almost scared to hear what he had to
say. But how could I resist? “Tell me more.”

*****

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W
ithout a word, the leader extended a hand, helping me up
from my chair. I felt a gush of my juices slide down my thighs when I stood up
on my shaky legs.

He lead me to the intimidating large wooden frame with the
leather straps. Gently, he raised one arm, securely fastening my wrist above my
head, then the other. I gave a tentative movement, but it was useless. I could
barely move my arms at all.

He leaned down, spreading my legs and fastening one ankle,
then the other.

There I stood, spread out, naked and exposed, in a human X
shape. I was totally restrained and couldn’t move at all, completely vulnerable
and at the mercy of those around me.

And I knew that mercy was not something I was going to be
shown. Not tonight.

These people were going to take my virginity, and each and
every one of them was going to come up on this platform and have their way with
me. I was going to be fucked until I was driven mad with pleasure, and then I
was going to be fucked again. And again, and again, and
again
.

I was a ball of nerves and energy and fear and excitement.
My head was spinning, my body was humming.

The leader beckoned to the crowd, and a man stepped up onto
the platform, standing in front of me. He lowered the hood of his robe, and I
couldn’t help but gasp.

My boss, Nicholas James, stood in front of me. A small smirk
played on his perfect pouty lips.

After all the times I’d dreamed of Nicholas taking my
virginity, I never thought it would actually happen. And certainly not like
this
.
I’d always imagined sweet, gentle love making. A big, comfy bed, or maybe a
warm bubble bath. Never in front of a room full of people. And certainly never
tied up and sacrificed like this.

Nicholas untied his robe and let it fall to the ground. He
was naked underneath, and I couldn’t help but check him out. God, he was
gorgeous. Lean, sculpted muscles. Smooth, sun-kissed skin. And an erection that
looked like it could belong to a porn star.

I know I’m not the most experienced when it comes to
penises, but Nicholas’s definitely looked large. It was long and thick,
standing rigidly at attention. I felt my vagina squeeze tightly at the thought
of that thing entering me... Surely it would be too big.

Nicholas gave me a wink, his green eyes vivid, before he moved
around the frame. I tried to twist around, to keep my eyes on him, but the
restraints held me firmly in place.

I felt his hands go to my hips as he pressed his body
against mine. I shivered at the physical contact, with that intimidatingly
large penis pressing between my legs.

He moved his hips against me, and his cock slid between my
legs and along my slit. My wetness acted as a lubricant, and I felt myself
trying to move my hips against him, enjoying the feel of his dick against my
clit.

Once he’d covered his erection with my fluids, he guided
himself to my tight, virgin hole.

My heart was beating so loudly that I was sure he could hear
it, sure everyone in the great room could hear it pounding. My eyes closed in
anticipation as I felt the head of his penis press against my entrance.

He pushed forward, spreading me open as he eased himself
inside of me. I groaned, squeezing my eyes tightly shut as my pussy was being
forced open for the very first time. My fingers curled into fists, fingernails
digging into my palms.

He moved slowly at first, inching himself in, little by
little. Each advance left me gasping for air, sending an equal mix of pain and
pleasure through my body.

And then, with no warning, he thrust himself completely
inside.

I let out a loud, gasping cry. I was completely taken off
guard as the flash of agonizing pleasure hit me. He broke past my hymen
forcefully, burying the entirety of his impressive length deep inside of me. I
felt more filled than I thought possible, and my tight pussy was screaming from
being so stretched by Nicholas’s cock.

I tossed my head back, which was the only movement I could
really manage while tied to the wooden frame. My eyes were trained on the
vaulted ceiling as I tried to ignore the audience around me.

I felt Nicholas draw back, his penis retreating to my
entrance. And then he thrusted his hard dick back into me, with even more force
than the first time.

Another loud, wordless cry escaped my lips as my body was
pushed by his momentum, limbs straining against the leather cuffs that were
holding me in place.

After that, Nicholas fell into a steady rhythm, gliding his
cock in and out of me. The pain lessened with each of his thrusts, and I found
myself enjoying the feeling of being so completely filled.

It wasn’t long before I felt a fire spreading through me,
tremors rolling through my body.

“Oh my god,” I gasped between shallow breaths, as Nicholas’s
cock rubbed against a spot deep within me that sent shivers up and down my
spine. I arched my back, pulling against the restraints. My body was begging
for more.

He drove himself into me with more force, angling himself so
he hit that spot
just right
. I felt myself tightening around his cock,
my entire body pulsing with an intense electricity.

And then, with one final push, I couldn’t take it anymore.

I tossed my head back as each and every one of my muscles
tensed. A low, guttural cry escaped my lips, and I barely recognized my own
voice. I sounded primal, animalistic.

A flood of heat rushed through me, radiating out from deep
within me, licking through my limbs, leaving every inch of me numb and tingling
in it’s wake. I thrashed against my restraints as Nicholas pounded into me,
sending more fire shooting through me with every one of his thrusts.

And then, just as I was coming back to earth, I felt his
grip tighten on my hips. He let out a growl as he drove himself into me one
final time before his cock exploded inside of me.

He slid out of me as I was still gasping for air, and I felt
his hot, sticky seed slowly trickling out of me, mixed with my own juices.

I had almost forgotten where I was until the leader handed
Nicholas his black hooded robe and beckoned to another figure in the audience.

He stood in front of me and disrobed, I was surprised to
discover that I recognized his handsome face. Tyler Wilson was the evening news
anchor for Channel One.

He ran both of his hands down my body, grazing my breasts,
my sides, my hips, before moving to my wet, spent pussy. He gave me a smile as
he slipped two fingers inside of me and swirled them around.

I cried out when he brushed against that hot spot deep
within me, still sensitive and electrified from the attention that Nicholas had
paid it.

He pressed his body against mine and guided his erection
inside of me. He pumped in and out of me in short, quick bursts. I writhed
against him, and felt my body quivering with pulsing heat after a few short
minutes.

When he brought his hands to my breasts, pinching my hard
nipples between his fingers, I came completely undone. With a loud cry, I
spasmed against him, bucking my hips into his hard cock as best I could, given
the restraints.

Tyler Wilson came right along with me, pulling at my nipples
as he blew his load inside of me.

The leader beckoned again, and two people stepped up to the
stage. My eyes widened.
Two at once
?!

A man with a unbelievably thick, rigid dick moved behind me,
and a gorgeous woman with red hair kneeled down in front of me.

I groaned as the man roughly shoved himself inside of me,
stretching me out more than I thought possible. His fingers dug into my hips as
he ruthlessly pounded me from behind.

The woman kneeling before me was a startling contrast to the
almost brutal handling that I was receiving from the man. She was licking my
clit ever so lightly, her tongue darting around it in quick little laps while
her fingers played against my slick thighs, tracing light, delicate patterns.
The combination left me twitching and gasping for breath.

The sensations from both the man and the woman at once were
too much to handle, and I didn’t last long at all before I felt the pressure
build within me and reach a boiling point.

I cried with a hoarse, raspy voice as I was driven to
ecstasy, my body completely on fire.

Neither the man or the woman stopped though, and they both
continued working me as I rode an intense wave of pleasure. Just as my orgasm
was ebbing, another one, even stronger than the last, crashed into me. I
strained against my restraints, and my cries were ragged and raw in my throat.

By this point, I was nearly delirious. My head slumped down,
chin touching my heaving chest. My body was shaking and spasming, completely
overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasures I’d experienced. I felt
exhausted, used, and deliciously satisfied. More satisfied than I ever imagined
possible.

But they weren’t done with me yet, not by a long shot.

I couldn’t even raise my head to see who would be fucking me
next, but I squirmed against his rock hard cock as he took me from behind. I
felt like I was one giant, pulsating nerve, and it didn’t take long for me to
be fucked into another orgasm that left me screaming and bucking my hips back
into his dick.

After him was another woman. She kneeled in front of me, but
she was not nearly as gentle as the redhead had been. I felt her tongue enter
me, probing hard and deep, swirling around inside of me as she forced a finger
into my ass.

I cried out from the shock of that, but it turned into a cry
of pleasure as she pressed it deeper, while her tongue moved against my hot
spot with fervor. I came hard against her mouth, my body quivering violently as
I pressed my pussy into her as much as I could manage with the restraints.

Another man took the woman’s place. His dick had a slight
curve to it, and when he fucked me, he hit my g-spot in
just
the right
way. I writhed against my restraints, begging for him to fuck me harder as I
was driven closer and closer to orgasm.

I bit down on my bottom lip as I fell headlong into another
explosive release. I tasted blood in my mouth as I thrashed my head from side
to side, screaming as my exhausted body shook.

He finished inside of me, adding his seed to the collection
deep within my pussy.

I was panting heavily, my chest heaving, as I slumped in my
restraints. I couldn’t even attempt to hold myself up anymore. My limbs were
tingling, pulsing, spasming with the aftershocks of the orgasms that had ripped
through my body, one after another.

“Brothers, sisters,” The leader spoke, standing on the
platform next to me. “Our ritual is almost complete. The virgin has been
violated, and we have taken eight orgasms from her. We need only to bring her
to the point of madness one final time before we are blessed-”

I let out a sharp cry as I felt
something
moving
against my swollen clit. The leader stopped his speech abruptly, and all eyes
in the room were on me, watching me writhe against an invisible force.

“Oh fuck...” I moaned, feeling pressure simultaneously
against my clit, both of my nipples, and pressing against the entrance of my
pussy. The sensation was red hot, as if fingers made of fire were licking my
skin, teasing me.

And then I felt that odd, invisible fire penetrate me, fill
me up beyond anything I ever thought possible. I tossed my head back, and a low
guttural moan forced it’s way out of me. I was being stretched out, felt it
going deeper than any of the cocks that had been inside of me tonight.

“It’s the Ancient One!” Someone from the crowd cried out, as
I bucked hard against my restraints, being driven mad by the licking flames
against my body.

“Harder,” I pleaded, squeezing my pussy around the burning
hot pressure that was penetrating me, filling me so completely.

Despite my exhaustion, I was hungry for more, more,
more
of this sensation. I had never felt a more intense, burning desire, and in that
moment, the world fell away, ceased to exist. The only thing that was real, the
only thing that mattered, was that intense force that was fucking me.

“Yes, yes, yes,
yessssss
...” I hissed between gasping
breaths, as the inhuman force impaled me over and over again.

And then, I lost myself completely. Fire flashed behind my
eyelids as each and every nerve ending in my body exploded. My eyes were
squeezed shut against the assault of intense pleasure that crashed into me. I
jerked against the restraints as my body quivered and tingled, humming with
fiery electricity.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the crowd around me was
stunned, watching with rapt attention. The candles around the room were burning
more brightly than before, their flames licking high in the air.

I slumped against the restraints once more as the
unbelievably intense orgasm ebbed. It seemed as if there was nothing left
inside of me. It had all been consumed by that fiery pleasure brought on by the
invisible, inhuman force.

I was too exhausted, too beyond satisfied, to even begin to
make sense of what had just happened.

The leader cleared his throat, breaking the stunned silence.

“And so, my brothers and sisters, it would appear that our
ritual is complete. The Ancient One was so pleased with our offering that he
came to have a taste, taking the final orgasm for himself!” The leader
motioned, and two audience members came onto the stage, began working on my
ankle restraints.

“Ninety days of unparalleled power, success and riches will
be ours!” The leader said triumphantly, and the crowd murmured their approval,
obviously still a little dazed by what had just taken place.

The two men unfastened the straps at my wrists, and I nearly
collapsed to the ground. One of them caught me, his arm supporting my weight as
the other retrieved my red robe and draped it over my shoulders.