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	CHAPTER 1



	It was Friday evening.  Bill and Connie sat at their kitchen table
discussing the final preparations for the party.  Their son Jimmy,
and Kim, his girlfriend who lived next door, had just left to pick
up Angela.  She was one of Kim's friends and was due to be initiated
into the club tonight.

	It really hadn't been necessary to pick her up since she only lived
on the next block, but it made it easier to tell Angela's parents a
convincing story if they thought a group of the kids were getting
together.  If Angela had said she was sleeping over at Kim's house,
her parents may have called or come by for some reason and that
wouldn't have been good.

	This was the first initiation of a new member and a lot of planning
had gone into making the event a memorable one.  Rosie, Kim's
mother, had been there all afternoon helping Connie with the
refreshments.  Jimmy and Bill disappeared into the basement to build
a surprise piece of equipment for the evening's festivities.  By
early afternoon all the work was completed and the group gathered to
hash out a few formal rules and bylaws for their club.

	There had been no need for rules when it was just the two families
involved, but now that they were expanding, it was decided that it
would be best for all concerned if certain things were put down on
paper.  This was not done hastily.  There had been several
conversations about most of these things over the last several
weeks, so today's task consisted primarily of just writing them down
and organizing them properly.

	The group chose The Neighborhood Sex and Torture Club as the name. 
They decided not to confine the membership to just the neighborhood
as the name implied, but would concentrate their recruiting efforts
there because it made more sense logistically and gave the club a
more intimate atmosphere.  As a club, they wanted to foster the idea
that the members were all one big family.

	The group addressed the issue of secrecy first.  Since some
activities of the club were illegal, like sex with minors for
instance, everyone would suffer if the activities of the club became
public knowledge.  Even if legality was not an issue, the club
members would be ostracized since society frowns upon what it
considers deviant behavior.  They decided to handle recruiting very
carefully and included a rule that allowed only the charter members
to invite new participants to join.

	If an initiate knew of a likely candidate, they should inform a
charter member and introduce them.  After getting to know the
candidate better, the charter member would decide when, and if, to
invite the prospect to join.  All new members would participate in
an initiation ceremony which would be videotaped.  This tape would
implicate the new member in any illegal activities and show a
willingness to participate.  Thus, if a member went to the
authorities, they would be placing themselves in jeopardy along with
the rest of the membership.

	Force, the group felt, was an important issue.  Pain, humiliation,
and degradation were an integral part of what they did and it was
imperative that the submissive member actually wanted this to happen
to them.  This would, for instance, keep a husband from making his
wife become a member against her will.  Any applicants having second
thoughts would be allowed to back out, even during the initiation
ceremony.  They recognized, however, that much of the allure of
bondage and discipline depended upon the dominant member imposing
his will upon the submissive one and the submissive being helpless
to control the situation.  Indeed, Rosie, Connie, and Kim wanted to
be forced into doing things they ordinarily wouldn't do because they
could enjoy it without censuring themselves or suffering the guilt
feelings that often accompany depravity.  Because of this, they
decided that once committed, the member must continue through to the
end of the session, no matter what it entailed or how long it took.

	The rest of the rules were minor.  Bill was the undisputed leader
until he chose to relinquish the position.  There would be an effort
to maintain an equal ratio of dominant to submissive members. 
Likewise, male and female members were to be kept in relatively
equal numbers.  Club members were free to play on their own with
anyone they chose, even if the partner was not a member of the club.
 Every member would be encouraged to relate fantasies they would
like to act out.  

	Because of her own particular situation, Connie added the rule that
married couples must join as a unit.  She had almost lost her own
marriage to Bill by seeking out groups and individuals who would
allow her to act out her bondage and discipline fantasies.  It was
only a stroke of luck that Rosie and Kim entered the scene and saved
her marriage.  Connie did not want the club to be responsible for
the breakup of someone's family.

	Satisfied that they had addressed most of the important issues, the
talk turned to the initiation ceremony.  Of course, it had to be
different depending upon whether the inductee was dominant or
submissive.  Since Angela was going to be entering as a submissive
member, they decided to concentrate on that and discuss the
induction of dominant members later.

	Angela was a special case.  She was not only the first new member
to be accepted, but she was also a minor.  At seventeen, she was a
year older than Kim, but still too young to be considered an adult
by the courts.  Having sex with her would expose the adults to
statutory rape charges.  This could not be avoided and was deemed an
acceptable risk by the group.

	The videotape would show the girl being asked repeatedly if she
knew what she was doing and if she were being forced into having sex
or participating in any of the bizarre activities.  They decided to
require Angela to ask for specific sex acts and go into great
detail, enumerating exactly what she wanted done to her.  While they
knew it would not totally protect them, they hoped that it would
show that Angela was a willing participant.  Having done the best
they could, the group adjourned, each going their separate ways to
make final preparations for what they hoped would be an exciting
evening.

	The evening started innocently enough.  If someone had dropped in,
they would have seen three teenagers sitting on a couch visiting
with three adults.  Each teenager was sipping a soft drink and
munching on the hors d'oeuvres that Connie and Rosie had prepared. 
The older people had mixed drinks, which they were nursing, not
wanting to get drunk.

	Their conversation was general, small talk about school, movies,
and what they had seen on television recently.  If the person
listened closely, they would have learned that Angela was a visiting
friend, while Jimmy and Kim belonged to the adults.  There was
certainly no clue that the homey group was about to engage in the
most bizarre and deviant sex that one could imagine.

	Bill went to the bar to fix another round of drinks for the adults.
 On his way back, he switched on the camera.  Settling in his chair,
he cleared his throat, subtly getting everyone's attention.

	"Angela, I have turned on the camera.  From now on, everything we
say and do will be recorded.  Would you tell us why you are here
tonight, and a little of what you expect to happen?"

	"Sure" she answered, looking straight into the camera.  "Kim has
told me that you all get together for some wild parties with lots of
sex.  She said she usually cums ten or fifteen times a night,
sometimes so hard that she passes out.  I've had a little experience
with sex, but never anything like what Kim described."  She didn't
know if Kim had told the others about their time together, so she
decided not to mention it.  "In gym class I saw some welts and
bruises on her legs and ass and asked her about them.  She told me
they were what made her cum like she did.  I knew that I always came
a little harder when a guy bit my neck or squeezed my boobs really
hard while we were screwing, so it made sense to me.  Kim said you
guys are starting a club that specializes in this type of sex and
that I could join if I promised to abide by all the rules."

	"Very good" Bill said.  "Do you understand that to become a member
of our club you will have to pass the initiation?"  He paused,
waiting for Angela's response.  When she nodded, he continued.  "You
will have to agree to be our slave.  During the initiation, which
may take several meetings, you will be whipped, spanked, caned, and
tortured in many other ways.  You're pussy, ass, and mouth will be
fucked repeatedly, and you will have sex with everyone in this room.
 Is this a problem?" he asked.

	"Not at all" Angela replied, a little breathlessly.  "It sounds
delicious!  Can we start tonight?" she asked hopefully.

	Bill chuckled.  "Not quite so fast.  We need to know that you
really understand what you are getting yourself into and what this
club is all about.  As a slave you will have no rights and no will
of your own.  You must obey every command given to you by a Master
and do so immediately.  To illustrate, this is purely hypothetical
of course, because I would never put you in such an awkward
position.  If I came to your house and was visiting with your
parents, I might suddenly tell you to suck my cock.  You would be
expected to do as I said, right there in front of your mom and dad. 
Do you get my point?"

	Angela swallowed nervously.  "I see.  That's pretty heavy stuff.  I
wouldn't really have to do that would I?" she asked.

	"Of course not, but you may be exhibited in public and might have
to show perfect strangers that you are a slave and willing to do
anything I ask.  As your Master, I may make you walk from your house
to a club meeting while you are completely naked.  We would have
spotters along the way to see if you obeyed.  If not, then you could
expect severe punishment when you arrived."

	"It's scary, but it sounds exciting too" the girl said, with a
nervous giggle.  "I think I'm most scared about being tortured. 
Will I be really hurt?"

	"I can answer that" Kim interjected.  "Yes.  You will be hurt. 
You'll scream and cry, and think you're going to die, but I promise
you that it will all be worth it.  After a while, you will start to
like the pain and even want it.  I'm not quite there yet, but Connie
and my mom crave pain.  They would rather be tortured than anything
else because they cum so hard and for so  long when they're really
suffering."

	"Another thing to remember" Jimmy added, "is that we are all in
this for fun.  We like bondage and discipline because it turns us
on.  If the ladies didn't like what we did to them, there would be
no club.  They like it because it lets them get as slutty and
depraved as they want, with no feelings of guilt afterward.  After
all, they are being tortured and forced into acting like sluts. 
They can't help themselves, can they?"  

	Connie knew the fear that Angela was feeling.  It hadn't been so
long ago that Connie stood at the brink, desperately wanting to try
this whole new aspect of sex but terrified of it as well.

	Hoping to calm Angela's fears she said, "Don't worry, Angela.  We
were all afraid at first.  We'll start out easy and let you get
accustomed to the feeling.  I'd be willing to bet that you will be
begging for more before the first night is done.  It's just the
words that are so frightening.  When you hear about torture, your
mind conjures up visions of broken bones, disfigured bodies, and
death.  The worst you will suffer here are some bruises that last
into the middle of the week.  I, for one, treasure those, because
every time I see them or feel them I am reminded of the incredible
sex that followed.  As Kim already told you, I crave the pain.  I
spend the time between sessions fantasizing about it and thinking up
new ways that I could be hurt.  I start counting the hours when I
know a meeting is scheduled, and I get hornier by the minute.  By
the time we start I'm already in such a state of agitation that I
barely feel the pain as such.  It just registers in my mind as an
intense form of foreplay."

	Bill was ready to get things rolling.  "Our bylaws don't allow you
to participate at the first meeting.  Tonight, you are here only as
an observer, that is, if you even care to continue."  He paused,
waiting for Angela to answer.  When she didn't respond immediately
he continued, "This is just another safeguard.  You will see what we
do and perhaps get a better idea of whether it's for you.  We will
strip you and tie you in a chair so you will have a good view of all
that takes place, but you will not be allowed to join the
proceedings.  At the end of the evening you will make a choice about
whether you wish to attend another meeting.  If you decide to
continue with your initiation, I will explain in detail what you can
expect at the next meeting."

	Angela was disappointed.  "I don't need to watch." She protested. 
"I'm already sure I want to join.  Kim told me enough about what
goes on that I had already decided before I even came tonight.  I
want to get started now."

	Without a word, Bill crossed the room to where the girl was
sitting.  Before she realized what was happening, he yanked her up
to a standing position and forced a ball gag in her mouth, buckling
it behind her head with lightening speed.  Spinning the frightened
girl around, he quickly tied her wrists with a piece of cotton rope.

	Angela was still trying to comprehend her situation when Bill
coolly remarked to the others, "She's new at being a slave and
doesn't understand the rules.  You see," he said, turning back to
the wide-eyed teenager, "when I said you were not allowed to speak,
that is exactly what I meant.  If you can't keep your mouth shut on
your own, we have to help you.  Now, I can release you and let you
leave forever, or you can go over to Jimmy and let him take off your
clothes.  Make up your mind quickly because I'm ready to start the
meeting."

	Connie and Rosie exchanged smiles as the young girl scampered over
to Jimmy.  She wiggled her ample hips from side to side helpfully as
the boy tugged on her tight shorts, finally getting them down past
her knees and bunched at her ankles.  Stepping out of them
gracefully, Angela turned around, presenting her wrists so that
Jimmy could untie them and remove her shirt.

	Jimmy pulled Angela's T-shirt over her head revealing a stunning
pair of ripening tits.  They were not as large as Kim's or Connie's,
and certainly smaller than Rosie's mammoth jugs, but they were
perfectly shaped and jutted proudly from her chest with no hint of
sag.  All eyes were immediately drawn to the girl's nipples, which
were huge.  The areolae were at least silver-dollar sized and
covered the entire area at the tip of her breasts.  The color could
best be described as shocking pink, much like the fresh new skin
that forms over a severe cut or burn.  Her nipples tilted up
slightly from the center of the areolae and were already erect,
clearly showing how excited Angela was at being almost naked in
front of the group.

	While the others were examining Angela's tits, Jimmy pulled her
lacy bikini panties down, leaving the quivering girl totally nude. 
An admiring murmur ran through the other members, showing their
approval of the newest club member.  Angela was tall.  At 5 feet 10
inches she towered over Kim, who was the shortest, being only about
5 feet 4 inches, and was taller than all the other members except
Bill, who, at nearly 6 feet just barely edged the girl out.

	Connie and Rosie, who were both fine looking women, were envious of
Angela's body.  The teenager was firm, having lost all the baby fat
of younger girls, and was exquisitely proportioned.  Her legs were
long and lanky, with slender ankles, nicely muscled calves, and
thighs that parted naturally at the juncture of her legs and pelvis.
 Angela's pussy was prominent, protruding from the center of her
hips, and like her nipples, angled slightly upward.  Long silky
pubic hair that matched the rich golden tone of the hair that flowed
from her head to her shoulders, covered her tantalizing triangle.

	Angela had wide flaring hips that tapered gracefully to a tiny
waist.  Her eyes, now wide with excitement, were a rich ocean-blue. 
They were set apart by her delicate nose whose nostrils were flared,
further betraying her arousal.  In short, Angela was a blond haired
beauty and Jimmy could hardly believe his good fortune.  	 	Six
months ago he had been a virgin.  Kim, his next door neighbor and
girlfriend, had lured him into a trap that ended with him losing his
virginity to her mother, Rosie.  By the end of that week he was more
sexually experienced that most men twice his age.  He had fucked
Rosie, and Kim, and even Connie, his own mother, in the pussy, ass,
and mouth.  Jimmy learned that women, at least these three, liked a
little pain to enhance their pleasure.  With practice, he discovered
how to use bondage, whips, canes, and paddles to make a woman squirm
with passion and beg to be used and abused.  Now he was going to get
to use his newly acquired skills on one of the most beautiful girls
at his school.

	Angela was as popular as she was pretty.  She had been elected as a
cheerleader for the last three years and was the head cheerleader
now that she was a senior.  Every boy in school lusted after her but
she had never let it go to her head.  The girl was pleasant to
everyone and always took time to chat in the halls, even with some
of the boys who were considered "nerds."  What was most unusual was
that she was also well liked by the girls at school.  She had always
avoided joining the cliques that thought they were above everybody
else, so she had a variety of friends from all levels of the social
strata at the school.

	Angela never dated anyone exclusively.  She would show up at every
party or dance with a different guy, rarely dating anyone more than
two or three times.  Many boys had set their sights on her, hoping
to be the one to win her heart, but they were all graciously but
firmly rebuffed.  Angela was not a prude.  Some of the guys had
bragged about feeling up her titties or getting a hand job from her
and a few laid claim to fucking her.  Jimmy had heard the stories
and was not sure he believed them, but with so much smoke, there
might have been at least a little fire.

	A few of the stories were true.  Angela had experimented with sex
several times but it had always left her frustrated and unsatisfied.
 It was not that she minded fucking, she had even found it rather
enjoyable, but it just hadn't lived up to her expectations.  She had
wanted to see stars and feel skyrockets going off when she came, but
instead, there had only been a mild ripple of pleasure when she
finally reached her climax.  She noticed, as she had already related
to the group, that she seemed to cum a little harder if the guy
inadvertently hurt her during sex.  That piqued her curiosity and
was the reason she approached Kim in gym class.

	Kim and Angela had been friends for years since they lived just
around the block from each other.  Kim had heeded her mother's
warning about keeping her sexual activities to herself.  She never
told Angela what had been going on with Jimmy and his folks the past
six months, and had kept silent about what she had been doing with
her mom for the past couple of years.  Even so, when the
conversation turned to sex, as it often did when the girls got
together, Angela could tell that Kim was far wiser than she. 
Certain things that Kim said led the older girl to believe that Kim
was very active sexually and that she was into some kinkier things
that other girls just whispered and giggled about.

	Angela had just had one of her more satisfying sexual experiences
when she saw the welts and bruises on Kim's buttocks and thighs
while the girls were showering after gym class.  The boy that Angela
had been with was inexperienced and clumsy.  He knew little about
foreplay and was trying to go as far as he could before she stopped
him.

	In fact, Angela had been just about ready to call a halt to the
sexual activities when the boy pushed his hand into the leg of her
tight panties, causing the elastic around the leg hole to dig into
her thigh.  Angela liked the way it felt so she kept quiet. 
Continuing on, the boy's fingers bumped into her pubic area,
fumbling around until he finally located her labia.  He had hurt her
when he jabbed his finger roughly into her dry pussy.  Angela was
taken by surprise and yelped.  She grabbed his hand with the
intention of removing it from her private parts when she realized
she was no longer dry.  In fact, her pussy had just gushed, covering
his finger with thick slippery lubrication.  The flash of pain she
had felt had evaporated into a small orgasm.

	The boy, urged on by her suddenly heaving hips, pushed harder,
scratching the inside of Angela's slick tube with his fingernail,
and mashing her clit against her pubic bone.  This new sensation of
pain sparked an even bigger orgasm, probably the best she had ever
had.  The young couple ended by fucking in the back seat of his
parent's car, but that had been anticlimactic to Angela, who found
that without the accompanying pain she was unresponsive.

	One night at a slumber party, Kim had brought some bondage
magazines and a couple of pornographic novels that had several
passages describing women being tied up and beaten.  All the other
girls giggled nervously at the pictures.  They wondered how the
women could let someone do that to them, and thought it was even
stranger that they appeared to be enjoying it.  Reading parts of the
novels aloud, they were horrified when the female characters were
tortured and expressed disbelief that the pain and humiliation could
actually cause an orgasm.

	Although she had kept it to herself, Angela had a different
reaction.  She was fascinated by the photographs, and had to tear
her eyes away before the other girls got suspicious.  The novels had
made her horny.  When the passages were read, she pictured herself
as the suffering victim.  She borrowed the books from Kim and read
them so frequently the pages were dog-eared and the books finally
fell apart.

	When they were making out and the boy had hurt her, the pictures
flashed back into Angela's mind.  Later, when they were fucking, she
tried recalling the parts in the novel that had turned her on so
much, hoping it would help her cum.  It hadn't worked but it had
stuck in her mind and she made the connection between the pleasure
and the pain.

	Seeing the stripes on Kim's backside made it all rush back to her. 
Remembering that it had been Kim who had provided the magazines and
books, she decided to ask the girl about it.  
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