Anonymous - The Club, Vol 1 and 2

But at last we had to stop for we could attain and hold these peaks of passion for only so long, even under the inspired tutelage of this fantastic young impressario. Reluctantly I eased my sagging prick out of his so well trained tube, just as Sylvia regretfully raised her steaming pink bare vulva from off his adoring face. I helped her down off the table where she had been kneeling, and Teddy scrambled down by himself. He hastened to get some warm water and towels to lave and dry our passion-soiled genitalia as a final evidence of his wish to give the utmost in service as well as pleasure to his love-goddess and her associates. I congratulated him from the bottom of my heart on his ideas and their execution, and thanked him most warmly for allowing me to participate in this most unusual and satisfying orgy. What had started out to be merely a means of wasting time while my child-victim, Susie, recovered sufficiently to endure her third rape by me, had turned out to be a truly memorable interlude, and one in which I had learned a lot, not only about myself and my desires, but also about the almost infinite possibilities of sexual indulgence if one's companions and playmates were of an inventive and uninhibited nature.

Presently we were all lounging on the huge bed, relaxing after our strenuous exercises. Susie still slept soundly at one end, and even a casual glance revealed that the healing ointment was effectively doing its job of soothing and repairing the recent damages to her skin and bottom. Her breath no longer came in painful moans and I could see that sleep, the universal panacea, was indeed knitting up the raveled garments of her worn-out little body, and hastening her recovery. That she was just being prepared for another and even harsher ordeal she did not know, so her rest was undisturbed and more beneficial.

Suddenly a thought flashed across my mind, and I turned to Dr. Loriano. “Did you get John Murphy's nun-victim all repaired before you came in to join our party?”

She smiled ruefully as she answered, “Yes, I had just finished doing what I could in first-aid for the girl when Teddy called me. It will take a long time for the nun to fully recover, if she ever does, but I've done all that I can for now. The rest can be taken care of when he is through with her. She has a lot more to suffer for his pleasure before her ordeal is through.”

“What kind of things did he do to her?” I asked, for John's hatred and fear of religious symbols could carry him to terrible extremes if it got out of control. The fact that he had to torture a girl disguised as a nun, so that he could get sexual pleasure out of her, was an odd projection of his own guilt-feelings, wherein sexual activity was so frightening to his basically religious nature that he had to punish a representative of his religion before he could indulge in sex with any pleasure or effectiveness.

“I shouldn't be talking about another member's oddities of sex behaviour,” Dr. Loriano confessed soberly. “But since John is your friend and the man who introduced you here at The Club, and since you saw the start of his sexual torment of the nun-girl, I suppose it is all right if I tell you some of the things he did to her.

“You saw him start burning her nipples and breasts with the candle while you both were eating dinner. Well, he went on much further with that type of torture, for the symbolic nurture of a mother's milk and the spiritual nourishment which religion supplies for the soul, are all mixed up for him. He scorched and seared the skin covering all of both her lovely breasts, and then he squeezed and bit them viciously while he was raping her partly burned virgin cunny for the first time. I will have to do a lot of skin-grafting on her breasts when he is finally through with her, if she is ever to look normal there again.

“For his second attack on the girl, he pulled her legs wide apart and then tied them up to where her wrists were bound to the cross to which you saw her affixed. This distorting pose was extremely painful, as you can imagine, for it partly dislocated both her hips and fully exposed her pussy and ass to his tortures before he went about fucking her most cruelly and brutally. He used up several more candles burning her whole external pelvic region to make sure that his screwing would be horribly agonizing for her, when he got around to it.

“The full smooth round hemispheres of her delightfully feminine hips and buttocks were all sore and red and blistered from the candle-flame, and extremely painful to his strenuous handling and shoving surges of screwing. He also had thoroughly broiled the tender lips of her cunny before violating her unused pussy with his huge stiff cock. In this way he knew that every motion within her pussy would be supreme torture for her, as well as the humiliation and degradation she would suffer at being violently raped. Being totally helpless and defenseless in her agonizing bondage, she could not even try to resist his terrible assault, and could only hang there in torment and shriekingly take the obscene tortures which he chose to force upon her symbolically and actually chaste body.

“While he is waiting to rape her tight virgin ass, I have made some minor repairs on her abused parts, but at the end of her ordeal she will have to undergo additional surgery and then have a long and painful convalescence. John wants her kept in her nun's garb all the time, and he will probably continue to rape and torment her very few days while she is recuperating from her original ordeal. In this way he can keep her in perpetual agony for his sexual amusement, and make sure that she suffers a long time.”

I was fascinated by her account of my friend's perverted sexual ideas, for they were so different from my own eccentricities. Religious symbol or not, the idea of abusing and fucking an adult woman does not particularly appeal to me, while I am equally sure that my fascination with young pre-adolescent girls would leave John cold. And yet John and I had known each other fairly well in business for many years before we found out that each of us in our own way was a sexual pervert of an especially vicious sort, preying on innocent and helpless victims, and subjecting them to terrible tortures and abuses so that we could achieve sexual satisfactions which many other people could attain without all these anti-social activities. Truly no man ever really knows another, and the most normal appearing people sometimes have the most bizarre tastes.

While I was thus resting and philosophizing about the sexual oddities and abnormalities which made such an institution as The Club possible, the dozing form of little Susie began to stir in her sleep, indicating that the sedatives were beginning to wear off and that she would soon be available for more of my painful sexual attentions.

The utterly charming and hedonistic Dr. Sylvia Loriano and her bizarre assistant, ten-year-old Teddy also noticed the awakening little Susie, and realized that I would soon be anxious to give her all my attention.

“Unless we can help you in any way, George, we will be getting on,” said Dr. Loriano, rising from the bed and putting on the two brief garments which comprised her whole costume. The adoring and effective Teddy immediately sprang to help her, and eased and adjusted the tiny panties and strapless bra of her black satin Bikini suit. Even when she was as fully clad as she could be, his little boyish hands continued to caress and hold her divine body as he offered this continuing evidence of his total adulation. Not only did fondling her thus intimately give him intense physical satisfaction, but he hoped that it would provide pleasant stimulation for her also between times when he could more openly and directly excite her sexually.

“And if there is anything that I can do for you, please let me know, Mr. George,” the small boy said in all seriousness. “And after you're through, be sure to call us to help Susie recover, so she'll be ready for your use again as soon as possible. I have some ideas for her that you may like to try at some later time, now that I know a little bit about your feelings on such things.”