The Life of a Night Lily

Chapter 3 – A Warm Welcome

Year 2231, July

The Academy of the Night Lily

Our bus drove through another large metal gate and drove up to the courtyard of the area. In front of us were several other minibuses just like ours and lots and lots of students getting out or standing around, listening to their chauffeurs. Our bus parked among the others and the driver got out.

“Your principle awaits you in the auditorium.” One of them said in a loud clear voice, cutting through murmur of the crowd. He pointed us towards the largest of the buildings. It had what looked like a small clock tower at the top of it, showing the time. It looked very old. Might even be from the colonial era or the years after.

We truly were a crowd. “I really didn’t imagine there would be so many of us…” I thought as I flowed with the crowd. We entered a large and beautifully ornamented auditorium. There were seats for surely hundreds of persons, the lot of us wouldn’t even fill half of it. There was a large stage up front with a pulpit with a tall woman standing behind it. She was wearing a beautiful green sari with custom-made embroideries adorning it. Her hair was slightly grizzled, with streaks of grey hair coursing through it. She looked like a very well preserved fifty year old, with but a few wrinkles and signs of age. With the technology of today, appearances could however be very deceiving.

We walked in and sat down. I had lost both Mahi and Chandra in the crowd, so I sat down and looked around for them. But looking for two black haired girls wearing purple saris in a crowd of dark haired girls wearing purple saris proved to be a fruitless exercise.

Suddenly, a clear voice emanated from the speaker system. “Sit, down.” It said, with undisputable authority backing it up. Immediately, all present girls found a seat within seconds and sat down. I looked up at the pulpit, the woman up there was the one speaking. “Our principle? Lakshmi?” I wondered.

She paused for a second to look out on us. “Slaves. Slavery. To belong to someone else. You will have almost five years to ponder the meaning of this. I still do. I was once like you. Young. Naïve. And a slave.” She said.

“I also sat here once upon a time and listened to my principle. Her speech was different, she had never been owned by another man. She didn’t have the perspective that I do. And that you will have, all in due time.” She continued.

“As of this moment, this school owns you. Quite literally, I foresaw the slave contracts this morning with my lawyer. And the school board has commissioned you to me. That means that for all purposes you are mine.” She raised her brow slightly and looked on us.

“Do not fear. My aim is not to hurt you neither is it to humiliate you. Being a slave is not something to be ashamed of, even though I can imagine that your parents might be. My mother was constantly worrying and my father didn’t talk to me for over two decades when Kalki ordered me to become a Night Lily.” She talked on.

“There isn’t much to be said here to you tonight, only a couple of pointers for your new life here on the academy. Now listen up and listen well, for I will say this only once.” She said with emphasis. Those who were foolish enough to chat with their neighbours stopped and looked up.

“There are only a few rules on the academy. Follow them, and you will be fine. Break them, and you will be punished.” She looked out on us.

“Obey your teachers.

Attend your classes.

Use of alcohol will result in punishment.

Use of narcotics will result in severe punishment.”

She looked up over her glasses on the audience. “We have a series of chambers in the basement that we thankfully don’t get to use that often, but I will not hesitate to throw anyone using heavy narcotics in it and throw away the key. Mark my words.”

“You will respect the curfew. Please note that elder students have more lenient curfews.

You will address your teachers respectfully and properly. If you do not know their title, Sir or Ma’am will suffice.

Outside of your living quarters you will wear your uniform. Please note that elder students have different uniforms.

You will under no circumstance leave the school grounds.” She said.

“Other than that, you need to know a couple of things before I send you on your way to meet your seniors and sophomores. Firstly, there are three stages of students here at the academy. You start out as a junior, that’s where you are now. After one and a half year, given that you pass, you will become sophomores. One and a half year later, you will turn into seniors. After one and a half year of seniority, you are a Night Lily.” She explained.

“In your room, there will be a junior, just like you, that will be your twin. The two of you will work together for the duration of your stay here at the academy. You will be graded together, you will do your chores together, you will do your homework together and you will do all your practical exercises together. Needless to say, get along with your twin. You will thank yourself for a little forced courtesy later on.” She said.

“The last thing I will say before I send you on your way, is that you will each have two mentors. In your room, there will be two juniors, you and your twin. There will be two sophomores and there will be two seniors. These seniors will be your mentors and guides for as long as you are juniors and I will commission you to them. Failure to obey them is failure to obey me.” She said.

“But just like the commonwealth has laws regarding how one may treat slaves, I have given them standing orders on how to treat you.” She glanced at the entrance to the hall. “On the wall behind you, are a large list and a map of where your living quarters are. I’m pretty sure that your dorm mates have prepared a celebration for your arrival. Good luck and if I didn’t say it the first time. Welcome.” She said and smiled.

Everyone got up and instantly started talking to each other. I looked around for Chandra and Mahi while walking to the map. Strange. Not a single word that the principle said was in any way pleasant, but somehow she left the room with a sense of purpose and communion. “Weird…” I thought.

It didn’t take long before the first couple of students trailed off. I tried to get a look at the list and bumped into Chandra. “Hey.” She said and looked at me. “Hi. Can’t see anything from here. Do you know where I’m placed?” I asked. “Yeah, she said. We’re both in the house of the rose. First floor, second dorm.” She said. “We’re in the same dorm?!” I exclaimed happily. “Yeah.” She said and smiled. “Oh, did you see where Mahi is. Is she with us too?” I wondered. “No she wasn’t. She, uhm… I think she was in the same house, the floor above us.” My heart sank.

We managed to wrestle our way through the crowd to the map to check how to get to the house of the rose. We got out and managed to get away from the crowd. The sun was setting in the distant hills. “Come on.” Chandra said and took my hand as she set off, already knowing where to go.

We walked up to a house two stories high made out of brick. Ivy climbed the walls next to the large wooden door that marked the entrance. A large metal sign of a red rose hung next to the door. “Floor one, dorm two…” Chandra repeated as we entered. We got into a corridor with two entrances to the building, the one behind us leading out and one on the other side of the building leading out to what looked like a garden. An elevator stood unused by the staircase, one stair leading up to the second floor and one leading down to the basement.

Other than that we’re two other doors. Marked with a ‘1’ and ‘2’ respectively. We stopped in front of number two and looked at each other, we heard voiced from inside. Music was playing from upstairs. Chandra reached out and knocked. I could hear my heart beating, thumping in my ears. Footsteps closed in on the door and it creaked open. A curvy girl opened and looked at us, smiling shrewdly. “How old could she be? Eighteen? Could she be a senior?” I wondered.

“Wait, before you come in…” she said and grabbed hold of a small camera. She held it up and scanned our retinas and pressed a button on it. “Registry match success. Servant Ayanna Farah and Servant Chandra Saraf, on registry.” It chimed softly.

“Good, we’re a full house then. I’m Rohena. Come in. And, no shoes in the corridor.” She noted. I took of my slippers and set them by the shoe stand in the hall. The lights were off and small round candles were lit and trailed off into the corridor. I looked around and noted three doors leading in to the living rooms and a large open common room were all the girls were gathered. In the common room, you could see over what looked like a large long bar into a long kitchen.

“Look what I found.” Rohena exclaimed playfully as we entered the common room. “Three rooms. The principle said six students in each room. That’s six sophomores and six seniors in this corridor that already lives here.” I thought and looked out into the common room. From the looks of it, they we’re probably already here. I saw a couple of them holding wine glasses. “So much for the rules.” I noted and raised an eyebrow.

Our elder students stood around the centre of the common room where four other juniors like us sat on the floor, naked. We both stopped and looked at each other. “Crap.” Chandra said, barely audible as we got pushed in to the middle of the ring.

Someone grabbed hold of my sari and quickly undid my top, exposing my black naked skin and my breasts. “Stop, what the he…” I began. Two more hands grabbed hold of my arms and held me. “Feisty this one.” Rohena noted as she sipped her wine. Two others giggled. They started to undo my skirt and then I kicked one of them on the shin as hard as I could. “Aah! …you little bitch!” she shrieked and grabbed my nipple and twisted it. Pain shot out from my chest as I bit my lip not to scream.

“Say that you’re sorry.” She insisted through gritted teeth as she twisted my nipple another quarter around. “That was really stupid Ayanna! Why, why did you do that?” I thought in retrospect. “I… I. I’m sorry.” I said, with my head cast down. “You better be.” she said and let go of my nipple. Someone jerked my sari and the skirt undid itself, leaving me naked. Chandra didn’t struggle as much and got undressed quickly. I sat down among the other girls.

“If you two cats are done clawing each other…” she said and a giggle rippled through the room. Needless to say, none of us down here was doing any of the laughing. “…lets begin.” She said and held up a piece of paper. “The principle gave me the job to declare which of you are twins. Ready?” she said and smiled. She sipped her wine and continued. “Chandra Saraf and Ayja Rumeran…” she said and looked down on us.

Two of the girls meekly held their hands up. “Sit next to each other aside from the others.” She said casually. Ayja, a fair skinned girl with long black hair going down all the way to the floor. She slid along the floor and sat down by Chandra. “Hey… don’t worry.” Chandra whispered and laid her hand reassuringly on her knee. “Ayanna Farah… Ayanna. Is that Arabic?” Rohena asked. I cleared my throat, “Somali” I noted. “Ah… well, your twin is Kalia Jana.” She said.

I saw Kalia slide up to me. She was also a fair skinned northern Indian with straight black hair going down half her back. She was very thin, and probably quite tall. She took my hand and squeezed it hard. A bit surprised I turned and looked at her. She seemed clearly distressed. “Poor girl. I may scream and shout a bit, but I guess I’m still pretty cool headed when it matters.” I thought and looked at her. I squeezed her hand back, trying to reassure her. She felt it and looked up at me. She smiled faintly.

“The two of you that are left, feel free to use your impressive deductive skills and figure out which two the last pair is. For the record, you two are Asura Mandyam and Esa Nagi.” Rohena said and filled her now empty wine glass. They inched towards each other on the floor.

We sat on a soft carpet in the middle of the common room. The room itself was pretty big, designed to be able to handle the 18 people that lived in this dorm. A large TV screen was fitted on one of the walls, now projecting the moonlit landscape of a couple of hills. It was very still, almost like a painting.

Our elders chatted with each other and interestedly pointed at us. “What’s going on…?” Kalia whispered to me, her frightened eyes wandering about. A tall shadowed figure stood over the bar in the kitchen and uncorked another bottle of wine. She poured a glass and leaned onto the counter, clearly studying us.

I looked up at them. They we’re wearing two very distinct outfits. Half of them was wearing a full sari, a foot length skirt with the extra cloth wrapped around the chest. The other half was wearing a knee length skirt with knee high socks and a small top to cover their breasts, leaving their bellies exposed. “The one’s in the sari looks older, they must be the seniors…” I thought. One of the younger ones approached us and squatted down next to us. Kalia cowered away behind me, I noticed her and set myself between the elder and her.

“Would you look at that.” The sophomore said with a smile and pointed towards the seniors. I followed her direction with my eyes. She pointed to the crowd. “Are the ones in the saris seniors?” I asked. She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. “You sure are cool and analytical for one in your position.” She said and prodded my arm playfully. “Yes, they’re seniors.” She said. “Then you’re a second grader? A sophomore?” I wondered. She nodded.

“See those four?” she pointed over to four seniors. “Yeah…” I said, pulling my knees up to cover my chest. Having such a casual conversation strangely enough made me more self conscious of my nudity. “What about them?” She licked her lips. “Can’t you see the power play? They’re fighting over you. Pulling every little favour they have outstanding, emptying their secret stashes, threatening with all the incriminating evidence they can find. They all want to pick first.” She said.

“Pick? What?” I said bewildered. “They’re coming to an arrangement of who gets to pick you first. They’ve been preparing for this for the last six months surely. I’m thinking ahead, I’ll start now.” She noted. I saw Rohena, the voluptuous senior that greeted us walk around the bar and into the kitchen. She padded up to the shadowy figure and leaned over and whispered something in her ear. “Those two don’t seem all that committed. They already lost?” I wondered.

She giggled. “No, no… that’s Ro and Neeshka. They’re not committed because… they’ve already won.” She said, making a grand gesture. “Ro helps out the doctor in the infirmary and Neeskha’s the chairman of the student disciplinary board.” She leaned forward and whispered. “They’ve got dirt on everyone.” She smiled and ruffled my hair. “Have fun” she said and left.

I turned my head and looked up behind the bar. Neeshka, the shadow stood there alone and leaned over the bar. “Staring at me?” I thought. I looked around. Chandra was silently chatting with her twin Ayja. Asura and Esa silently had their gazes locked on the floor in front of them. Kalia was holding my hand and trying to make herself as small as possible. “Poor thing, she really is that scared?”

Suddenly, Rohena emerged from the shadowed kitchen. “I’m not sure exactly what you’ve been told, but this is how this is going down. We, the seniors of this dorm, are in the process of deciding which of you we want in our rooms. Yes, it’s our decision. But we feel that we can’t really do that without some quality testing. So for the respect of your alleged virginity, we’re going to start easy.” She said with a superior smile.

“I wonder how much wine she have had. I’ve seen her refill once already, she looks lucid though…” I thought. “Take your twin’s hand.” She said. We already held each others hand. “Now look each other in the eye.” She commanded. I turned and looked at Kalia, she slowly looked up from the floor and back to me. “Sit closer. Hey Africa don’t be so shy.” She said. “It’s Ayanna.” I sniped back. “Idiot!” I closed my eyes in revelation of what I just did.

The one’s who hadn’t closed their eyes would note that Rohena’s face turned sour but then the shadowy Neeshka, still standing secluded in the kitchen softly shook her head at her. She took a deep breath and continued. “I said sit closer, I can show you how if you’d like.” I inched closer towards Kalia. My knee was resting in her lap now. “There’s one thing that’s the same among all of you. One fact that brings you all together. The person you’re holding hands with, the persons who’s eye you’re gazing into. The person whom you’re naked with and more or less sitting her lap, good job Ayanna.” She noted. I broke my gaze and quickly looked up on Rohena, somewhat annoyed.

“Well that person in front of you, is a lesbian.” She said. Chandra and Ayja still looked at each other. Esa and Asura let go of each other and pushed each other away. I looked up at Rohena in surprise and Kalia blushed. “Now kiss her.” She said and took a sip of wine.

Ayja sat up on her knees and let her arms embrace Chandra’s head almost immediately. Surprised, the two fell to the ground in a tangle of hair and limbs. Esa and Asura looked around bewildered and I felt Kalia grab my other hand. I inched closer, I felt my heart race. “I’m supposed to kiss her? I’ve never kissed a girl.” I thought. I slid my hand along Kalias arm and felt her raging pulse. Her dilated pupils made her eyes look even bigger and blacker than they used to. I leaned forward and let my hand slide up her arm and back to her shoulder, holding her.

I extended my neck up and rose above her, looking down on her. She closed her eyes and parted her lips slightly. I slowly let my head sink down towards her. I felt her rapid warm breath faintly on my lips. Her chest heaved as she breathed and mine did too. I leaned forward and felt my nipples brush against hers as our lips met. She moaned a bit and let her hands wander up to my neck, and chest, pressing me against her. Our lips kissed each other and I felt her warm soft tongue touch mine in the wet jungle that was our mouth.

I heard Rohena’s voice in the distance. “Very good girls. Keep going until I say stop.”

She drew her fingers in my hair and let her other hand touch my leg, sliding it to the side. I felt her nudge and moved it voluntarily. I took her hand again and braided my fingers into hers. She spread her legs and inched closer to me. She slid her one leg over the one I just flexed out. She grabbed my other knee and lifted it a bit, sliding her other leg underneath it and crisscrossed her legs around my back. I sucked gently on her tongue as I realised that she was sitting with her legs spread wide, and so did I. Then I realised that we we’re both stark naked. A shiver coursed through my body. I felt my nipples tingle violently as they brushed against her soft skin. She let her legs embrace my body and pulled me closer.

I realised that our pussies we’re just inches from each other. “Are we agile enough to let them touch?” the thought rushed through my brain and drowned with countless others. The feel of my nipples touching Kalias breasts. The sensation of hers stroking the underside of mine. The way she smelled. The way her hair felt between my fingers. The sound of my heart beating in my ears. The taste of her lips. The sensation of her tongue exploring my mouth. The wetness gathering between my legs.

I slid my hand down her belly and touched her soft pubic hair. Letting each strand brush against my fingers until I started to feel moisture. Then I let my hand slide just over her pussy without touching it and landed on her thigh instead. I felt her gasp and shiver in my arms. A memory I would never forget.

“All right girls, that’s enough. Let go of each other and sit up straight. I let my lips go of Kalias, heart still racing. I looked into her eyes. I saw raw lust and wanting. If we were alone now, she’d jump me again. We sat up straight next to each other and faced the others. I felt her take my hand. I looked up at her and smiled as I squeezed it back. Esa and Asura sat up quickly, both blushing heavily. Apparently, they finally let go and got to it. Chandra lay on top of Ayja, whose long silky smooth hair had spilled out over half the floor. Ayja’s legs had embraced Chandra’s hips and we’re pulling her down to her, they we’re kissing gently.

“I said break it up you two.” Rohena said and stepped in and pushed Chandra off with her foot. She emitted a surprised yelp as she fell off and down to the ground. “There’ll be lots of time for that later.” The crowd laughed at her surprised vocalization as she fell. She rubbed her hip and looked pretty embarrassed. Rohena set down an empty wine bottle on the floor. “Form a circle around this.” She said. “The sense of impending doom that permeated us a couple of minutes ago was long gone. Some are slightly embarrassed, like Esa and Asura. Some are horny and longed for release, like Kalia and me. And some… well some are in love.” I thought and looked on Ayja sitting in Chandra’s lap, kissing her embracing hands.

Rohena laid down a deck of cards alongside the bottle. “As this bottle will spin, it will point on someone. Whoever that is will draw the top card, read it out loud and then do what it says.” She said. I shivered slightly from pure excitement. I looked at the deck of cards. It was a thick deck, as big as an ordinary card deck. We all sat there and looked at the bottle. As usual when no one else took charge over the situation, I did. I reached out, grabbed the bottle and gave it a good spin.

“Eeh!” Asura exclaimed and pulled her hands up to her mouth. I smiled. It spun around and we followed it intently. Chandra kissed Ayja’s neck while she giggled and squirmed a bit in response. Esa and Asura gave each other a quick look. Kalia stared at my breasts, when she noticed me noticing her she looked up surprised and then turned her head down embarrassed. Everyone was already caught up in each other. Was this our doing, Rohena’s or Kalki’s? Probably a bit of all three.

The flask turned slower and slower until it finally stopped, pointing at Chandra and Ayja. “Oh…” Chandra said. “It’s more towards Ayja” Rohena ruled. “Pull a card.”

Ayja slid out of Chandras embrace and popped of the first card, held it near a candle and read it. She put the card down and blushed heavily. “Read it.” Someone in the crowd exclaimed. “I…” she started. “I will lay down…” her voice choked a bit. She cleared it audibly. “I’m sorry.” The card wavered a bit in her hand. “I will lay down on the floor and masturbate until I come…” she said, the last part barely audible. A wave of soft “Oohs” and “Aahs” rolled through the crowd.

“Here’ll be fine.” Rohena said and pointed on the floor, just next to where the seniors stood. Ayja gracefully held up her thigh long hair and gingerly padded over and lay down next to their feet. Two sophomores sat down and took her shiny hair and carefully laid it out over the floor behind her. The candle-lights flickered over her soft smooth light skin. Her chest heaving with her small perky breasts softly rolling with her body. Her hand crawled down her belly to her tuft of jet-black pubic hair. Her fingers entered and she closed her eyes as she began touching herself.

Chandra crawled over to the other side of the ring and sat down and looked at her twin pleasuring herself. I apparently enjoyed watching as much as the others, but I was more interested in what the next card said. I reached in and prodded Chandra on her shoulder. “Heads up girl.” I said and spun the bottle.

“That’s the spirit.” A voice from the crowd said. I looked around and tried to identify here, but there were too many of them. I looked back at the bottle. “Am I secretly wishing it will stop at me?” I wondered. It spun slower and slower until it finally stopped. It pointed towards Chandra. Esa and Asura collectively exhaled. Chandra reached in and pulled a card.

Moans were heard from where Ayja lay down and we all looked over. She had her one hand cupped around her pussy, with a finger inside her slowly pushing in and out. Her other hand was slowly twirling her left nipple. The two sophomores had stopped playing with her hair and now caressed her head instead.

A foot prodded Chandra’s shoulder. “Go on, read it.” Chandra looked over at her card. “It has some instructions.” She said and stood up. “Oh, a standing card.” Someone noted, and everyone grew silent. “I will pleasure the first senior for twenty minutes who says ‘Dibs’.”

A veritable cacophony of seniors calling dibs erupted, cut short by some hysterical laughter. I looked up at the bar and the shadowy figure still stood there in the moonlight. I heard nothing from her, she didn’t even care to call it out. “Jhala was first.” Rohena ruled, she got consensus from the others. A senior with curvy hips and a red gem pierced to her belly button walked forward with a pleased smile.

She took Chandra’s hand and pulled her up from the floor. “Follow me.” She said and padded through our little circle and to the sofas in towards the room. She sat down in a large armchair. “Undo my sari.” She commanded. Chandra reached in and tugged at the folded hems at the waist and folded up the smooth satin cloth and laid them over the chair’s arms, exposing the seniors full hips and smooth unblemished legs. She softly tossed her one leg over the other. “Before we can start, I need some more wine.” She said and handed her empty glass to Chandra.

Chandra took it and hurried away. She walked up to a couple of sophomores sitting by a table and casually chatting and managed to talk her way into a glass of the wine, but not before she kissed both their feet. They giggled approvingly as she walked back to her waiting senior.

We on the other hand looked at each other, the bottle and the deck of cards. It slowly spun around until it stopped pointing at me. The butterflies in my belly had butterflies of their own, I clenched my legs together, feeling my wetness grow as I reached forth and took a card, careful to not flip the card over.

I drew it over to me and held it close to my body before I turned it, making sure no one else saw. Kalia tried to sneak a peak, but teasingly I turned so she couldn’t see. I read it out loud. “On a girl of my choice, I will lick, suck and nibble on her tits until she tells me to stop.” I said, much to the crowd’s enjoyment. I felt a jolt in my belly of excitement as I looked around. “So who’ll it be?” Kalia asked as she placed her hands behind her back, pushed her chest forward and gave me a horny look. Esa and Asura were still blushing and hoping they’d disappear. Jhala drank the wine Chandra had fetched her while the fifteen year old licked her feet.

I looked up from the cosy armchair in the common room and up to the bar desk and the kitchen behind it. “Her!” I said and pointed at the shadowy figure behind the bar as I stood up from the floor. The room grew quiet as they turned and looked at her. She looked at me, her pitch-black face revealed nothing. The shape of her curly hair ruffled a bit in the moonlight as I imagine that she slightly turned her head as she was studying me.

“I’ll pass.” She finally said.

“What?! She can’t pass!” I thought first in astonishment and later in anger. “She doesn’t think that I’m good enough for her?” I looked around and no one seemed the slightest upset or startled. “Maybe I ain’t?” I thought, now sad instead.

“Pick a new one.” Someone from the crowd said. I looked around. Everyone was beautiful, and much older than me. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks as I imagined sucking their nipples. But finally I found the sexiest creature in the room by far.

Ayja had been masturbating herself for quite some time now. She was moaning loudly and arching her back every now and then. She hadn’t gotten off yet though. I walked forward to her and sat down next to her. The fair skinned Indian lay with closed eyes on the floor, next to her were a line of elaborate shoes worn by the seniors. She was oblivious to just what was supposed to descend on her as I leaned forward and opened my mouth.

Her Aryan fair skin, so common among the northern Indians contrasted my black as I laid my hand on her belly. She tensed and stopped for a while. I whispered “Until you say stop.” In her ear and then I let my lips embrace her right nipple. I closed my eyes and savoured the moment. I had never tasted another woman’s nipple before. Somehow I had imagined that it would have a unique taste, enticing my palette. But it didn’t, it was almost entirely tasteless but still among the sexiest things I’d ever done.

I felt her warm stiff nipple between my lips, slightly moving as I touched it with my tongue. I felt a trickle going starting to go down the backside of my thigh. My other hand went up and touched hers that was holding her other breast. I gently squeezed it in a greeting between hands before I slithered under it, and touched her other breast. Her moan reverberated through her chest and travelled into my lips, intensifying the sound profoundly. I let go of her nipple with my lips and kissed the underside of her breast with an open mouth, making sure as much of her skin as possible was touched by my lips.

I lay over her belly and drew my hair over her chest and throat. I wanted to see her face. She had moved both her hands down to her pussy now and was shamelessly spreading her legs as she rubbed herself. I kissed her other breast and licked my way up to her areola. I let my tongue touch her left nipple and then it happened. She squealed and arched her back. Hyperventilating she pressed her eyes shut, her body convulsing as she came. I could swear that I heard her muscles tighten as I lay with my head on her chest, sucking on her nipple, and caressing her other breast.

Through a closed mouth she squealed like the little schoolgirl she was. The two sophomores behind her had come back to caress her head once again as she came. I continued sucking on her nipples as the card had ordered me to. She finally slumped down.

Slightly delirious she brought her hands up to her head and looked at them, damp and glistening. She dried them off on her right breast, smearing her juices all over it. She patted me on my head and giggling said, “You missed a spot…” I looked at it realising I had no idea what pussy tasted like. I quickly switched breast but it had already dried up, giving it only a slightly musky smell.

She patted my head. “You can stop.” I did and looked up on her. “Thanks.” She said shyly. “You’re welcome.” I smiled at her and slid back to the circle. In the distance I saw something that made me stop in my tracks and stare with big eyes. Chandra was sitting with her head between Jhalas thighs in the chair. “She’s eating her out!” I thought. Jhala had possessively slung her foot over Chandras back and pressed her face into her groin. With one hand toying with her hair and the other holding her wine glass, she was softly talking down to her. “I wonder what she’s saying. I can’t hear it over this crowd…” I thought as I sat down in the circle.

Things had happened while I was gone. Kalia was giggling while a blushing Asura was sucking her toes. I looked at Kalia first thinking she was ticklish. “She’s not… she’s…” I looked at Asura. I looked back at Kalia. “She’s getting off on Asura’s blushing.” I thought as I noticed Kalia’s hand lazily touching herself between her legs. “She’s getting off on Asura’s humiliation? She’s really transformed from the scared little girl she was when we got here.” I mused. I looked at Esa who looked at me worried, knowing that I was that crazy bottle spinning chick.

I smiled at her and leaned slightly forward. She looked dismayed. I spun the bottle. Kalia and Asura looked busy, Ayja came back and sat down in the circle and stared at Chandra who was captivated by the senior, making Chandra lick her pussy. Just me, Ayja and Esa.

The bottle spun and stopped at Esa, her first card. She reached in and pulled the card. She looked at it, looking truly horrified. “Is she crying?” She stood up. “A standing card.” Someone said and the room fell quiet. Only Kalias soft giggling and Chandras silent lapping was heard.

Shaking, she read the card. “She’s really afraid.” I thought, not so happy with the entire arrangement anymore. “I will g-g… give myself to the first senior who can show a… a… a strap-on.” She stuttered out. The girl’s apparent distress went ignored as the crowd quickly started to get to their rooms to get their strap-ons. “What’s a strap-on anyway?” I wondered. But everyone’s rummaging around was cut short as the shadowy figure behind the bar. Neeskha, Rohena’s twin sat down her wineglass, on the bar counter and opened up a loose bar section in the middle of it and stepped out, in one swift motion.

She stepped into the light and the front of her sari was open, displaying a leather strap-on with a slightly tanned dildo sitting squarely on it. Neeshka herself was tall and athletic. Her full brown hair waved down the back of her shoulders and brown eyes with a tinge of gold gleamed in the candlelight. I looked down on the contraption fastened on her pelvis and realised what it was for. So did Esa, she stepped backwards in fear.

Neeshka took a step forward. “I believe I was first…” she said with a lopsided smile. The crowd sighed and a couple of them laughed. “Typically Neeshka, always wearing that damn thing.” Someone said. The crowd’s soft chatter again permeated the room

Neeshka took a step forward and touched Esa’s arm. “Don’t be afraid girl, I’ll be gentle.” She said with the same smile. Somehow, I didn’t believe her. Esa stepped back again and managed to step into one of the living flames. She yelped and fell down. Neeshka’s only response was to giggle. “Just like Kalia giggled at Asura…” I thought and looked down at Kalia, still enjoying her obedient little Asura.

I looked back at Esa. The girl was terrified. “Enough.” I thought as I stood up and walked up and placed myself between Neeshka and Esa. Her smile vanished and she stopped.

Being surely half a foot taller than me and several sizes wider over the shoulders, she looked down on me. “Can’t you see that she’s terrified?” I asked, looking angrily at the senior. She snorted at me. “Get out of my way Africa.” and firmly pushed me aside. I was many things, but I wasn’t a quitter. I walked up in front of her again.

“Seriously, stop it.” I said, holding out my arms, blocking her way. She leaned down towards me, smiling widely, her teeth visible all the way up her cheeks. “Seriously Africa, get out of my way.” she said and shoved me.

I staggered back and almost lost my balance. I felt the rage pound in my chest. I clenched my fist, took two steps forward and lunged it right at her face as hard as I could. The knuckles hit the side of her mouth and momentarily transformed her face into a stretched rubber doll as the momentum of the punch grabbed her skin and muscles and pulled it with them. She staggered backwards and touched her lip, looking at me incredulously.

Rohena came rushing out of the crowd “You fucking wh…!” she raised her hand against me but was stopped by someone else who caught it. Both me and Rohena looked at Neeshka as she held Rohena’s raised hand. “No love. Let me…” she said and licked the blood of her finger. She lunged up at me and grabbed my arms, pressing me up against the wall. “I’ll grant you your wish Africa, I’ll stay clear of that girl.” She said and nodded at Esa. “I’ll have you instead.”

A wave of mixed feelings washed over me. I was grateful that she stopped harassing Esa, but as I looked up on her she seemed more a monster than anything else. I was afraid. And somewhere a small sensation of excitement was kindled.

I felt her firm hands on my arms, her penetrative gaze looked down on me as she studied my face, my neck and then my bosom. She licked her lips and leaned forward “One complaint, and I will have you gagged.” She said and tugged on my arm, pulling me with her as she walked in towards the common room. I resisted a bit, trying to get out of her grip. She slapped me hard on the ass. “Aa!” I yelped, more surprised than hurt.

Without a word she walked me up to a divan. She pushed me backwards and I fell down on it. Lying down, I raised myself on my arms. She quickly grabbed my wrists and pulled them away, taking away my support. With a yelp, I fell down again. Rohena walked up to us and dropped a heap of rope at the ground. I looked at it with big eyes, knowing what it meant.

She tied my wrists to each leg of the divan, and secured them tightly, all while Neeshka sat on me and held down my arms. “Let, me go!” I yelled. “Ro love, I promised this one a gag if she complained. Could you gag her for me?” Neeshka said complacently. “My pleasure.” She said and pulled out a red handkerchief that she pressed into my mouth, pulled around my neck and tied off. “oa’k nooh tsh.” I mumbled, my speech unintelligible. I felt my nipples harden and scratch on the divan underneath me.

“Oh and Ro.” She said and grabbed her strap-on. “I hear Africans have deep cunts. Size me up one, will you.” Neeshka said. I felt that jolt in my belly again. “Damn it, not now!” I thought as I felt a tingling sensation travelled from my breasts to my pussy. All I saw was Rohena’s simple smile and nod as she walked away.

Neeshka turned around and sat on my thighs, tying my ankles to the divans legs behind me, forcing me spread out like a large human X. She tied me spread eagle. I looked to the side, lying on the divan. Most of the room’s eyes were on me. The dark skinned Asura and Esa held each other, looking at me. Esa seemed guilt ridden. Chandra looked up from her senior’s thighs and looked worriedly at me as well before Jhala took her head and guided her back in, followed by moans of pleasure.

Ayja was nowhere to be found and Kalia sat on the floor watching me, with one hand slowly touching her pussy at the same time. “She’s getting off on this too?” I thought. Rohena came back with two red dildos, one larger then the other.

“You know, I was going to be kind and use the small five and a half-incher on Esa.” She said and popped of the dildo on her strap-on and laid it on the divan in front of me. “And I planned on being gentle with her. My first impression was just for show. But you… well. I have no such intentions with you.” She said and placed a larger dildo next to small one. “This is a six incher, about the size of a normal grown mans cock. This…” she said contently. “Is a seven incher. Guess which one I’m using.” She said and left me with the five and six incher lying in front of me.

I moaned complainingly behind my gag. I didn’t really try to say something, just to let her know that I was objecting. I felt a trickle run down my pussy onto the divan. “What?!” I thought. I hadn’t been able to stop and feel what my body was telling me. My breasts tingled. My pussy was in heat, my back shivered, my belly had an entire colony of butterflies in it. I felt the shameful heat rise to my face.

“No! no… I can’t… I can’t get off on this. Something is wrong.” I thought. I tried to cover up my excitement, found some slack in the ropes and pressed my thighs together. Neeshka saw it and tried to jostle my thighs apart, but I pressed for all I was worth. She leaned forward, I felt her sari brush on my ass and shoulders, her hair landed on my head. I heard her lick her lips in my ear and she whispered, “There’s always a way in.”

She grabbed a thick pillow from the sofa nearby and laid it next to me. With both hands she grabbed my hips, and I yelled into the gag, mostly out of surprise. She lifted me up and placed the pillow under my belly and let me go. This forced posture to change. As my belly and hips were elevated, my legs were now at an angle with them. I realised that my pussy must be peeking out from behind, no matter how much I pressed my legs together. I shivered noticeably.

Neeshka stopped and looked down on me. She placed her warm hands on my ass cheeks and trailed them downwards, pulling the flesh of my thighs outwards, exposing my pussy. I knew how wet it was, I closed my eyes in shame.

She touched it with her fingers. “Mmnnh!” I tensed and arched my back. “It seems I’ve mistaken you Africa. I thought you were just like me…” she said in a more serious tone than she’d ever had during the entire night. She rubbed my juices between her fingers. “Very well then.” she said and tossed of her sari. She got up on the divan and stood astride my legs on her knees. She laid her one hand on my ass and the other on her strap-on, guiding it to my pussy. I felt the tip of it touch my lips. I whimpered behind my gag, tensed again and bit down on the gag.

I broke my hymen less then a year ago when I fingered myself. “I’ve never had anything larger then three of my own fingers down there. Which, when I think of it, should be broader then this. So this shooooaaAAH!” I hollered as she laid her weight on the dildo, pressing it into me. Seven inches of hard rubber slid inside me and filled me with a sensation I had never felt before. My entire pussy forcibly stretched and expanded to fill out with her rubber cock. It strained and I felt a huge almost unbearable pressure inside me. But at the same time, the dildo rubbing against my inner lips and pressing inside me filled me with a warm sense of pleasure.

It pressed on the inside of me, sending jolts of pleasure up to my brain. I felt her warm thighs rest on my legs, her belly resting on my ass and her hair touching my shoulders as she leaned down towards me. “I was right, you are deep Africa.” She said as she licked my neck. I resented her using my body, I felt like her sex toy. I pulled against the bonds and tried to brush her off. The ropes held as my arms strained against them, I whimpered through my gag.

“You know there’s a small bump on the inside of my harness that rubs against my clit for each stroke I do in your cunt. I’m gonna keep doing this until that deep cunt of yours makes me come.” She whispered, got up and pulled out again, only to push back in, just as deep again.

I moaned loudly and so did she. She grabbed my hips and started moving faster. I felt her rubber cock move in and out of me. Her nails clawed into my skin as she tightened her grip around my flesh. I heard her thighs smack into mine and I felt the rubber cock invade me, the sensation was on the verge of being so overwhelming it was uncomfortable.

The pillow had managed to wrinkle up between my legs and my pussy was humping it every time Neeshka stroked into me. It felt incredibly good, as waves of pleasure coursed through me. My pelvic muscles tensed involuntarily as I felt the pillow stroke my clit directly. I moaned audibly. Heavy breathing through my nose caused me to start sweat slightly. I looked out in the room but my eyes could barely focus on anything.

I felt Neeshka’s hair brush on my skin as she shifted position and slid her hand under my chest, feeling my tits. Her breasts brushed against my back as she laid down over me, still softly fucking me. She laid her hands around on my shoulders, heaving herself up. Supporting her weight on me, pressing me down into the divan as she moaned in pleasure when the harness stroked her clit in just the right spot. She started to breathe rapidly.

“I’m making her come.” I thought to myself. The mere idea of it jolted my pussy, making it even more sensitive. I squealed as she fucked me harder, my ass cheeks slapping against her. The pillow again touched my clit, and a third time. Neeshka’s tireless rubber cock fucked me and I felt the tension build up in my belly, my thighs and my pussy.

She let out a loud grunt and dug her nails into my back as she doubled her speed. She started spasming, I felt her thighs twitch against mine. Making her come by being her fuck toy was the last drop. All that tension in me spilled over and I screamed out loud in my gag I felt my body buck, twitch and spasm. My pussy clamped down on the invading phallus. My back arched, my arms pulled hard on my bonds and my legs nearly threw Neeshka off me and she had to grab my hips and press me down to keep me in place.

Earth shattering and mind numbing, I came harder than I ever thought possible, and moments later I passed out.