Girl Corrupted - Chapter 5 (of 6)
Girl Corrupted
* Introduction
* Chapter 1 - Kelli's Story
* Chapter 2 - Emily's Story
* Chapter 3 - Kelli's Seduction
* Chapter 4 - The Trap
* Chapter 5 - Emily's Seduction
* Chapter 6 - Depravity

Chapter 5 - Emily's Seduction

She was in the lobby at 8:30 PM. She was sick to the stomach as she waited for the man. She wore a black skirt and a white, fitted blouse. She wore black sandals on her feet. She looked modest yet stunning at the same time. The blouse accentuated her figure with her ample chest.

At five minutes till 9 PM, her phone rang. She answered. No one was there. She said hello three times and then noticed the call had dropped. What was she to do now? Why was no one on the ...

Her thought was interrupted when a man said from behind her, "So, you are Kelli's sister?"

Shocked, she spun around to look at the man. He was bald with a scar on his face. At nearly six foot tall, he towered over her.

"Are you the man I'm supposed to meet?" she asked. Her mouth was so dry that she could barely speak.

"I am. Do you have the package?" he asked with a smile.

She was scared, but spoke up finally saying, "No. My friend can bring it as soon as I see Kelli."

"That wasn't exactly the plan." He said with a sneer.

She was silent. She had no idea what to say. She was scared out of her mind.

After a few moments of silence and staring at her, he said, "Alright. Just come with me and I'll take you to her, but you better be able to produce the package after that."

They left the hotel, got in his car, and drove off.


The drive was silent and seemed quite long. Finally, they arrived at the mansion where Kelli had first met Jonathan. He parked the car and got out. She got out and followed him to a side entrance. Before they entered he turned to and quietly said, "You are not supposed to be here. If they find you here, both of us will be in danger. So stay quiet and do exactly what I tell you to do. Do you understand?"

He had a deadly serious look on his face. She nodded silently.

He opened the door and they stepped inside. They had entered into a very large industrial kitchen. He led her though the kitchen to a door on the opposite side. He opened the door slowly and looked through before motioning her to follow him.

When she stepped through the door and looked right, she saw the large foyer. He led her down the hallway to a narrow door that she had hardly noticed till he went to it. He unlocked the door with a key from his pocket. She heard some voices coming down the hall from other rooms. After looking inside the room beyond the small door to make sure the room was empty, he motioned her to quickly enter. Once she was inside, he shut the door quietly.

The room was small and narrow. There was a leather couch in the room that took up most of the space. To the left was a large window that seemed oddly tinted. She looked though it and could see a dimly lit room on the other side of the window.

"This is a viewing room. That's a two way mirror that allows you to see into the next room, but they cannot see into here. Usually this room is unused, but I have key."

Emily wondered what kind of place she was in that would have a room such as this. She was now more worried than before.

"Stay here and don't leave no matter what. I'll lock the door while I go to look for your sister. I may be awhile since I have to change clothes and work my way around so make yourself comfortable in here. Do you understand?"

"Yes" she said softly.

With that, he opened the door, locked it and closed the door behind him.

Emily looked around the room and eventually sat on the couch. As she sat there, she became tired. The stress of the day was finally catching up with her. She became a bit drowsy and her eyelids began to droop.

It was then that a bright light hit her in the face. The lights had been switched on in the adjacent room and there were voices. A man and two young women entered the room. He wore a mask and a black robe. The girls wore transparent sarongs, high heels, some jewelry, and nothing else. The girls looked directly at her and Emily froze not knowing what to do.

"Never mind the mirror. Come here." He said and the girls obeyed immediately.

One girl, with a blue sarong, stood at about 5'4" with long, dark, curly hair. She had a tan body and almost looked Latino. She had a very slim figure and small but bouncy breasts with small, perky nipples. The other girl, with a red sarong, was 5'7" with medium length, dirty blonde hair. She was very light complected and had a more curvy figure with larger breasts and nipples.

The man dropped his robe to the floor revealing a very large and long cock that was fully erect. The girls looked at it with a hungry look as they moaned and dropped to their knees on either side of him. Without hesitation, they began to share the cock as they licked the full length of the shaft together. Then the blonde began sucking the cock while the other girl twisted her head down to lick and suck on his balls.

Emily couldn't believe what she was seeing. She had watched adult videos online, but had never seen people have sex right in front of her. Once she convinced herself that they could not see her, she sunk into the couch and watched intently.

The girls took turns sucking the man's cock and balls and then the blonde slipped around behind the man and began to lick is ass and down between his legs which he spread to give her easy access. Then she pulled his ass checks apart and began to tongue his asshole.

She also looked at the man's face which was red with pleasure. He closed his eyes as he enjoyed the attention below his waist. Then he placed a finger below the brunette's chin and slowly pulled her up to her feet. He took her by her hand to the couch. He sat down and she knelt before him and continued to suck his cock. The blonde had followed them and straddled the man on the couch. She rubbed her pussy against his stomach as he sucked on her tits.

All thoughts of Kelli and the scary man who brought her here left Emily's mind. The fear gave way to a warm sensation moving though her body. Seeing the threesome before her, she was more turned on than she had ever been before in her life. She quickly felt the wetness in her panties. She was lost in the moment. She only thought about Jonathan and watched the scene before her.

The blonde was now bouncing up and down on the man's cock and moaning loudly. The brunette had moved to the back of the couch, straddling the man's face. The man had a front seat view of the blonde licking the brunette's pussy as she bounced on this cock.

This lasted for a few minutes until they had to shift and the girls switched places. The blonde faced the man and straddled his face so that he could lick her pussy. The brunette moved down to ride his cock while she faced the mirrored wall.

Emily was so turned on and in such a daze that she didn't even realize that her hand had slipped down the top of her skirt to rub her pussy. When she did realize it, she was powerless to stop it. The only thoughts on her mind now involved sex.

After a few minutes the brunette leaned her body back while still riding his cock and the blonde moved to straddled her face and she began licking the blonde's pussy eagerly.

Emily had always thought of girls having sex with other girls as disgusting and often exclaimed "Gross!" when it was suggested or brought up. Now that she watched the girls, there was a secret part of her that exploded inside. It was so forbidden and dirty. It caused a wave of excitement that literally shook her whole body.

She now pulled up her skirt around her waist and pushed her panties aside. She worked two fingers in and out of her pussy vigorously. Her other hand loosened her blouse and pulled her tits out of her bra in order to play with her nipples.

The man stopped the girls and rose up. The blonde had slipped onto the couch and the brunette had stood up. He guided the brunette to the couch and into a doggy position in front of the brunette who laid back. The brunette didn't hesitate to resume eating out the blonde as the man stepped behind her and lined up his dick. Without warning, he violently thrust his cock into the brunette and began fucking her very hard. The brunette stopped eating to scream with pain and pleasure. The blonde immediately pulled her head back towards her pussy and she began to lick and suck it again.

Then she saw the man pull out and line his dick back up again while he spit on her ass. He then pushed slowly and steadily into the brunette again. Emily realized that he was now fucking her ass. She felt another explosion in her body as she watched.

Emily was so drawn into the whole scene before her that she didn't notice the door being unlocked and slowly opened behind her. The scary man who brought her here slipped silently inside and closed the door. He saw the sex in the adjacent room and starred for a moment. Then he looked to the back of the couch and noticed the top of Emily's head as she had sunk low in the couch. He took two steps forward and could clearly see her masturbating with her tits hanging out of her bra and blouse and her skirt pulled up around her waist. Her fingers buried deep in her wet, glistening pussy. A smile grew slowly on his face.

He moved around the couch slowly. He was nearly in front of her when Emily saw her and let out a quiet shriek, sat up, and tried to cover herself. No one in the other room seemed to hear her.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked with a shitty smile on his face.

"I..." she couldn't form words, or didn't know what words to form.

"It's ok. Let me see you." Emily sat frozen. "Move your hand." he said as he leaned down and pulled her arm away that had been covering her tits. She was in too much shock to resist.

"Such pretty titties. Why would you cover those up?" he said amusing himself.

She sat motionless. In the adjacent room there was a loud grunt and moan. He turned to see the masked man standing now with both women below him. He shot a massive load of bright white cum on the brunette's face. As he finished the blonde moved closer and licked all of the cum off of her face and swallowed every drop.

The scary man had moved enough that Emily could also clearly see the finale to the show. He turned back to her and stared at her.

"Looks like everyone got to enjoy themselves here except me. Maybe you can help me with that." He said as he took off his shirt and dropped it to the floor. Emily stared at his muscular chest with a large tattoo on the right arm and another on his left peck. She was still very horny and couldn't hide it.

He undid his pants and let them fall to the floor and then reached out his arm to her. She didn't even think. Her hand automatically rose to meet his.

He pulled her forward so that she was sitting on the edge of the couch with her head near his crotch.

There was a quiet moment as she just sat there with her head down. She started to think about what was happening when she heard his voice.

"Go ahead. You know what you want."

Maybe it was the fear or the sexual fire that was burning out of control in her, but she was powerless to resist him. She reached up and pulled down his boxers. She pulled them to the floor, his hard cock hung there in front of her face.

She hesitated for a moment and then reached out to grab it. She held it there in front of her face for a few seconds as she felt the heat from it as it pulsated in her delicate hand.

She swallowed and then opened her mouth. There was only a second of hesitation before she leaned forward to envelope his member and wrapped her lips around it. She then began to suck and moved her head back and forth.

She began sucking his cock. She sucked slowly at first, but then moved more rapidly. Remembering what she had just seen the girls do, she stopped only to run her tongue up the length of his shaft and then went back to sucking his cock while her head bobbed back and forth and her tits, still hanging out of her blouse, swayed back and forth.

He closed his eyes and began to moan. Then she grew bold and twisted her head to lick his balls and then suck on one by popping it in and out of her mouth as she had seen the other girls do. He moaned even louder.

She worked on his cock like this for a few more moments until he could not take it anymore.

"Open your mouth." he ordered as he pulled back with his cock and stroked it with his hand.

She simply stared up at him, unsure what to do.

"Open your fucking mouth unless you want to wear the cum out of here!" he said quietly but sternly.

She was startled back to reality both by the tone of his voice and the thought of going back into public with white stains on her clothes. She opened her mouth and tilted her head back slightly. It only took a minute till he shot a large load of cum in her mouth.

The cum did not taste as she had expected. She had always heard it described as salty or sweet. It didn't really taste like much of anything to her though.

She throught "What do I do now? Can I spit it out somewhere?" as she sat there with her mouth half open and full of his juices.

"Well... you better fucking swallow before it drips out onto your clothes."

She obeyed and swallowed the mouthful of liquid in one gulp.

"Good girl." He said almost mockingly. "Now get your shit back on so we can get out of here."

"What about my sister?" she said suddenly and a little too loud.

"She's not here. She was supposed to be here tonight, but isn't. We'll have to figure something else out."

Emily didn't know what to say to that. She was confused. The whole night had been too much for her.

"Come on. Get dressed." He said again as he put his clothes back on.

When they were both dressed, he led her carefully out of the building and back to the car. The ride back to her hotel was silent.


He pulled up to the front of the hotel and turned to her. "We'll be in touch."

"What about my sister?"

"We'll be in touch. Now get out of the fucking car!" he said angrily. She was frightened and got of the car with no further arguments.

She went straight to her room. It was late and she felt as if everyone in the lobby was staring at her.

She tried to take a shower, but only ended up standing in the hot water for the better part of an hour. She was so confused. She couldn't believe what she had done tonight. She was embarrassed and felt dirty all over. Yet, there was a part of her that liked the whole thing. She cried as she stood there with the hot water cascading over her naked body.

After she dried off, she went to bed and cried herself to sleep.


She heard her phone ringing as she woke up to the early morning sun. She fumbled for the phone and saw that it was Jonathan calling.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Emily? Are you ok? I didn't hear from you and I was worried that..."

"I'm ok. I'm sorry. I forgot to call you. I mean, I didn't forget, it's just it was..." her voice began to break down.

"Are you ok?" Jonathan asked with concern in this voice.

"Yes. I'm ok."

"Did you find Kelli?" he asked.


"What happened?"

"I... I can't say... at least not on the phone."

"It's ok. I'll come over."

"No, it's ok. I'll be ok." She said hesitantly.

"Nonsense. I'll be over in an hour or so." he said compassionately.


Jonathan arrived almost two hours later. He came up to her room. She was nervous to be around him after what had happened the night before, but glad that he was there.

The talked for a while and she told him the whole story about what had happened, except for the part about her masturbating and getting caught.

"So Kelli wasn't there?"

"No." she said with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"I'm sure she's fine. No one has called?"

"No. Not yet."

"Let's get you out of here for a while then." He said trying to cheer her up.

"I'm not sure I feel like going anywhere and if they call..." she said with a bit of despair.

"If they call, you have your phone with you. Sitting around here isn't going to help anything."

"Ok." She said quietly but with a little bit more hope in her voice. It was a day with Jonathan she thought to herself.

They left the hotel and got in Jonathan's car with his driver. They went to a nice restaurant and got an early lunch. When they were finished, he took her around New York for rest of the day and showed her sites. She was so caught up in her day with Jonathan that she began to forget about everything else.

It was early evening and they had gone to dinner when her phone rang. She didn't recognize the number and immediately felt the fear rushing back into her body.

"Hello?" she answered with a cautious tone.

A strange, raspy voice spoke. "That was quite the game the other night. We didn't expect you to not bring the package. However, we need it." There was a short pause. "Tomorrow night we will pick you up outside of your hotel at 9 PM. Dress formally and we will take you to see your sister. But then you'll need to produce the package, or there will be hell to pay for both of you." And with that, the caller hung up.

The fear was alive in Emily again and she felt stupid for having ever forgotten why she was here. Jonathan was nice. He talked to her and calmed her down enough that she could eat. He told her not worry. They would go shopping tomorrow to buy her something formal since she didn't bring anything. Then he would again keep the package and wait for her call.

He was so good to her. No other man had ever showed that much concern for her or cared about her. She was falling for him hard.

They finished eating dinner and he took her back to her hotel. That night she remembered the encounter with the man the night before. But this time, instead of feeling disgusted at herself, she felt aroused. She thought of how erotic it was and fantasized about the whole event over again as she played with herself. But this time, it wasn't the scary man she was giving head to. It was Jonathan. And in her fantasy, she went much further than giving a blow job. After she climaxed, she feel fast asleep.


The next afternoon, she met Jonathan in the afternoon and he took her shopping at some very high end stores, despite her protests.

They spent a few hours and visited several stores, but when they were done, she had a short black dress, black heels, and some new jewelry which included a long, silver pendant on a silver chain that dropped just low enough to rest just above her cleavage when she wore the dress. He also bought her some lingerie to wear under the dress. It seemed an odd thing to do, but she enjoyed looking at the items with Jonathan and she didn't want to look stupid with some white bra sticking out of her black dress. She ended up buying a black, lace, shelf bra that only covered the bottoms of her large breasts. She was more than a little embarrassed to buy it, but it also turned her on to buy something so daring and slutty.

They ate a late lunch / early dinner and then he took her home so that she could prepare for that night.


At 9 PM, Emily stood outside of the hotel dressed to kill. She had fixed her hair and curled it slightly. She had put makeup on, which she rarely wore. The tight black dress showed off her figure, but still looked elegant. Small earrings dangled from her ears and sparkled in the evening light. The silver necklace and pendant drew all men's eyes to her ample cleavage.

Dressed like this, she felt like she was someone else and this was all just some sort of fantasy that she would wake up from.

She waited only a few minutes before a black car pulled up and a man got out of the driver's side. He looked at her and waved her over to the car. He was older with a pitted face and shoulder length, grey hair. However, he was wearing an impeccable black suit that he seemed very comfortable in.

She walked cautiously to the car.

"Are you the man I'm supposed to meet?" she asked.

"What do you think? Get in the car." He said sharply.

A bit stunned by the response, she opened the passenger door and got into the car.

They drove for 15 minutes or more before she got up the courage to ask, "Where are we going?"

"To your sister." He said with an even tone and without looking at her.

"Where is she?"

"She is where you were the night before last, except this time we made sure she would be there."

"Oh." She said with a hint of worry in her voice.

She had assumed they were meeting at a public location this time since they had her dress up. It was odd that she was going back to the same mansion. What did that mean? That house was elegant, but why the need to dress up. What was going to happen? She felt her stomach sink and then tried not to think about it.


They arrived at the house and he let her off at the steps to the main entrance.

"They will meet you at the door." He said.

"My sister?"

"The men that will show you to your sister."

She sat for a moment. The fear was taking hold of her. She looked to the driver and he glared at her. Not wanting to be in his presence any longer, she got out of the car.

She stood at the bottom of the stairs for a moment knowing she had to go forward with this plan, but wishing she could run away. Then, she saw the door open and a figure standing in it. The figured motioned for her to come inside.

She walked up the stairs only to see a masked man in a black robe greet her. He was dressed the same as the man she had watched the other night though the two-way mirror except he looked much older, at least by what she could see of his face from around the mask.

"Come this way Miss" said the man. Emily followed him into the middle of the foyer where at the same time a taller masked man approached her. He wore a mask and black robes, but had the hood of this robe pulled up on his head. He spoke in a deep, raspy, and unnatural voice.

"You've come to see your sister." He asked.

The man was Jonathan who was trying to keep his identity concealed. Emily's head was still too foggy from all of the events to recognize him.

"Yes." She said averting her eyes to the ground.

"Then follow me and I will take you to see her. However, you will not be able to speak to her. You will do what you are told or both you and your sister will face severe consequences. Do you understand?"

"Yes" she said softly.

"Follow me then." He led her to a door behind the grand staircases on the first floor. He opened the door and she followed him inside.

The room was huge. It was two stories tall with a large balcony on the left and right sides. There were chairs and couches on both floors. On the bottom floor, the seating was arranged in a square around a black, raised platform in the center. There was soft music playing in the room.

The room was full of men and women. All of the men were masked and wore the same black robes. All of the women were barely dressed if they were dressed at all. Most everyone was seated. There was one empty couch to the right of the room on the first floor. That is where Jonathan led her.

"Sit here." He said quietly and pointed to the middle of the couch as he sat down on the right side.

Everyone in the room was watching her. She sat quickly and kept her head down to avoid their stares.

They had only sat there for a moment or two when a girl approached them carrying a small silver platter. She set it on an end table near Jonathan. On the platter, Emily saw two drinks and some small cigarettes. The one drink was a mix of vodka and fruit juices and was laced with powered ecstasy. The cigarettes were two small joints.

"Sit with us." Jonathan said to the girl, motioning to the seat next to Emily. The girl was very young, African-American, slender, and exotically beautiful. She wore a red sarong, red platform heels, and some jewelry. She sat down on the couch slowly next to Emily. She stared at Emily with a smile on her face the whole time as she sat.

Jonathan picked up the glasses and handed the mixed drink to Emily.

"Drink it." He said still disguising his voice.

"What is it?" she asked.

"It doesn't matter. I told you to drink it. It will make you feel better." He said.

She started to say no thank you, and then thought better of it. She took a small sip of the drink. It tasted sweet and fruity. Not bad at all. She was nervous and continued to slowly sip the drink.

Almost ten minutes went by in silence. Emily sat there sipping her drink. She knew that people around the room were still staring at her and the girl next to her hadn't taken her eyes off of her for even a minute. Emily's drink was now all but gone and her head was definitely spinning a bit. There was also a weird tingly sensation all over her skin. She had never quite felt this way before.

The room suddenly grew quiet and Jonathan took her drink from her and placed it back on the tray.

"Here comes your sister now. Remember, you must stay quiet and seated for both of your sakes."

Emily turned her head to see three men in masks and robes approaching from behind the couch where they were seated. They walked past the couch and towards the raised platform in the center. As they passed by, she could see a young girl following them. She wore tall, black, leather boots with heals. She also work a thin black collar made of leather. She wore black lace panties and a tiny, black lace bra. Over it all, she wore a long, black robe made of transparent material. It was completely open in the front and flowed behind her as she walked.

She had long, straight, jet-black hair. She had several piercings and tattoos. She looked sexy and intimidating.

It wasn't until the girl stood directly in-front of them, near the stage with the men that Emily realized that the girl was Kelli. Her hair was different, her breasts were larger, but it was Kelli.

"Kelli" Emily said softly to herself. A smile grew on Jonathan's face.

It was then that the three men dropped their robes to the floor and stood there naked, but for their masks.

Kelli stood in the middle of all three. One of the men reached up from behind her and pulled her robe gently from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground.

Another man took her hand and led her up onto the platform. Once there, the other two men following, he pulled her close and began to kiss her making sure to bury his tongue deep in her mouth. While he did so, one of the other men came up behind her, unhooked her bra, and pulled it off of her. With that she stopped kissing the first man and turned to look at the other. Her gaze fell low to his hard cock. She grinned and slowly dropped to her knees. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to her mouth. Without hesitation she began to suck it. The third man moved closer and Kelli reached out her right hand to begin stroking his cock. Then she switched and began sucking the third man's cock while stroking the second. The first man moved in closer and Kelli switched between the three men until all of them were hard and wet.

While this was happening Emily sat in disbelief and stared. She didn't know what to think. Her body still tingled and her head was spinning. She was both shocked and aroused.

She suddenly heard Jonathan's voice. "Take this." He had lit one of the joints and had a drag. He was now handing it to her.

She didn't know what to say. "No thank you." She came out of her mouth timidly.

"I didn't ask you." He said sternly.

Scared, she took it and held it for a moment.

"Just put it to your lips and take a small breath in. Not too much."

She was too scared not to obey. She put it to her lips, barely touching them, and took a small breath in through her lips that were squeezed tightly around the tip of the joint. She only coughed a bit.

"Good girl." He said with a smile. "Now hand it to her." He said pointing to the girl next to her. Emily had almost forgotten her. She passed the joint over. The African girl took it with a smile and said "Thank you" with a thick accent. She took a long deep drag off of the joint.

Emily felt a calm come over her. She relaxed back in the couch. Her whole body tingled and felt alive. Her head felt as if it was no longer attached to her body. It as if it wasn't really her body anymore. She looked up at the stage to see Kelli now naked and on her back. One man was kissing and sucking on her breast. Another had his dick dangling over her mouth. Kelli grabbed it and began to suck it. At the same time, the third man held her legs spread in the air and had begun to fuck her. Emily's whole body was enveloped in a wave of warmth and she suddenly became aware of how wet she was down between her legs. She squirmed a bit in her seat.

Seeing this, Jonathan whispered in her ear, "Take off your dress."

Emily froze and starred at the stage as if she hadn't heard him.

"I told you what would happen if you did not do what you were told. Now take it off."

"I can't take it off here." She said with a plea.

"You can and you will." He said calmly. "Help her." He said to the girl next to Emily.

Without hesitation, the girl slowly reached behind Emily and untied the straps behind her neck. Then she reached behind Emily to unzip the dress. Without thinking, Emily instinctively turned toward Jonathan slightly which gave the girl access to the zipper on the back of her dress.

She was shocked. "Why did I just do that?" She asked herself in her head. "Because you want it" replied her body. Did she? Did she really want it?

Emily was suddenly aware of the answer to that question as she felt her dress being slowly pulled down her body and to her waist. She did want it. It felt so wrong but so good all at the same time and she loved it. She had forgotten about the black lace stage bra. Her breasts were now exposed for anyone to see. However, even that cover was only temporary as she felt the girl unhook the bra in the back and it gently fell to Emily's lap. She now sat there naked from the waist up. Her head was still spinning. Emily tried to control her thoughts, but her body wanted this and had already taken over. What thoughts she could gather were interrupted as she heard a loud moan come from the stage.

Emily looked up to the stage. Kelli was now on her hands and knees on the stage. One man lay below her fucking her pussy. Another was fucking her ass from behind. Kelli moaned loudly as both men penetrated her at the same time. Kelli let out moan after moan. She sounded more like an animal than her sister. The moaning then quieted as the third man crouched in front of Kelli and she eagerly sucked his cock while the other continued to fuck her. Emily had seen such things on the Internet, but never in person and not involving her own sister. Emily couldn't believe it was her own sister. In her head, Emily was shocked and appalled, but her body was deeply aroused.

Emily was so high and so wrapped up in what she was seeing that she hadn't noticed her own hand had slipped under her dress that was still around her waist and into her panties. She slowly rubbed her own wet pussy. She suddenly realized what she was doing and that there were people around her. She quickly pulled her hand out of her panties.

"Stand up and take your dress off." Jonathan said.

There was a pause. Emily knew she couldn't say no so she started to wiggle out the dress down as she sat there.

"No. Stand up." Jonathan said.

"But..." she sighed.

"Stand." He glared at her as he said it.

Emily slowly stood up with the dress hanging around her waist. Jonathan took her hand and pulled her closer. He then pulled on the dress with his other hand and it fell to her ankles leaving her wearing nothing but black lace panties, thigh high stockings, and her heels. Jonathan pulled her towards him and she instinctively sat on his lap. He pulled her head close to his chest and caressed her body with his hands.

Emily's eye's closed and she lost herself in the moment. She felt her hands begin to play with her own breasts, but she didn't care. She needed some relief.

Jonathan pulled back his hood which revealed more of his features, but Emily was in no shape to recognize him by this time.

Jonathan looked over to the African girl and nodded. She slid closer and slowly took off Emily's heals and then slowly pulled off her stockings. Emily still had her eyes closed, but could feel her taking off her shoes and stockings. She didn't care. It all felt so good now.

Jonathan whispered in her ear, "Play with your pussy." And without any hesitation, Emily slid her hand back down her panties and continued rubbing her pussy.

"Now open your eyes and watch your sister." He whispered to her. She opened her eyes and turned her head towards the stage as she continued to rub her pussy. One man now lay on his back and Kelli was crouched over him. She bounced up and down on his cock. The other men stood in front of her and she took turns stoking and sucking their cocks while she fucked the man below her. Emily began to rub her pussy harder and faster, slipping her fingers in occasionally.

Jonathan looked to the African girl and nodded again. She moved closer and turned. She slowly lowered her head to Emily's crouch. Emily noticed the movement and turned her head to her. The girl pulled Emily's panties aside and smiled at her with her mouth open and tongue undulating. She then placed her dancing tongue against Emily's hot pussy. Emily's head exploded and she let out a deep moan. She had never felt like this before. She didn't know what to do with herself as the girl licked her pussy and fucked her with her tongue.

"Look at your sister." whispered Jonathan again.

Emily again turned her head to the stage, barely able to focus her eyes now. But she turned just in time to see the two men standing in front of Kelli shoot white hot loads of cum all over her face and chest. Kelli simply smiled as they did so. Then the man below her pushed her off. Kelli rolled onto her back and that man also shot his load of cum all over her face and hair. Kelli lay there, using her fingers to wipe the cum from her face into her mouth and began to swallow it.

Emily couldn't take much more. The sight was too much for her along with the girl licking her pussy vigorously. She felt as if she might pass out.

It was then that Jonathan waved off the girl and she stopped. She slowly slid back to her side of the couch. Emily buried her head in Jonathan's chest trying to regain control of her body and mind.

"Fuck me... up on the stage." He said softly.

"I can't." she said.

It was then that the men lead Kelli from the stage and off into a back room. As she left, Kelli turned to see Emily almost naked in Jonathan's lap and she smiled with delight.

"Do as I say. Fuck me up on the stage."

"I'll do it, but not on the stage. Maybe in a room somewh..."

"Fuck me up on the stage."

"Maybe in a room somewhere."

She raised her head to look at him. He took the smoldering joint from the platter on the table next to the couch, took a drag, and gave it to her. She took it.

"Take drag." He ordered.

She did as she had done before and took another drag.

While this was happening, girls had come and changed the coverings on the stage.

Emily tried to hand it back to him, but he simply looked at her and said, "Again." She hesitated. "Take another drag." He said.

She took another drag off it and handed it back to him. This time he took it and placed it back on the platter.

Emily's head was spinning worse than before. She couldn't hold her thoughts together. When Jonathan said, "Stand up, take off your panties, and come with me to the stage." Her mind couldn't even form the thought to tell her not too. Her body was in control now and it obeyed Jonathan's every order.

She rose slowly from his lap, pulled her panties down, let them fall to the floor as Jonathan stood and dropped his robes. She took his hand, stepped out of the panties on the floor, and followed him to the stage obediently.


As she stood on the stage he moved behind her and held her from behind. He kissed her shoulders and neck and she automatically tilted her head back with desire.

"Play with your pussy." He whispered as he kissed her neck and ears. She dropped her hand to her pussy and began to rub it. She arched her back which thrust her naked chest forward and displayed her bare breasts for all of the spectators to see.

After a moment, he turned her and pushed her down to her knees. She sunk slowly to the ground so that his cock was directly in front of her face. Without hesitation, she took it in her hands, licked it from his balls to the tip of his dick, and then enveloped it in her hot mouth. She took as much of it in her mouth till she almost gagged and then began to rock her head and body back and forth as she sucked it. She slid the huge cock out of her mouth, almost letting the tip escape. Then she would slide her lips back down its glorious length, pushing it back her mouth and towards her throat. Over and over again this continued until she let it slip from her mouth entirely, turned her head and lowered her body to lick and suck his balls. As she did so, she stared up at the glistening cock above her and reached up to stroke it. She wanted no chance of it growing soft before she could have it in her.

Jonathan the stepped back from her and she sat there naked, looking up at him. He knelt down in front of her and she knew what was next. Without question she laid back on the stage and spread her legs open. Jonathan moved closer, grabbed her ankles and pulled them into the air while he spread her legs wider. He stared at her and asked.

"What do you want?"

"I want you in me." She said without hesitation.

Jonathan positioned himself and plunged his hot, hard cock into her burning, wet pussy.

Emily's mind went blank. It was painful as he fucked her, but the drugs drowned most of that out. There was only a sense of ecstasy and relief as he fucked her on that stage.

He fucked her as she was for a few moments, her large tits bouncing back and forth. Then he repositioned her on her side and fucked her from behind. This gave a better view to others who were watching. Emily caught site of a man and woman watching her. It didn't startle her at all. In fact, the only surprise was how much she enjoyed them watching her as she was used on the stage for their amusement and her own pleasure.

Jonathan then lay on his back and she knew what was expected of her. She didn't know if she could fuck it from ontop, but she quickly found that she was a natural at it. She crouched above his cock and lowered herself onto it. She then rose and dropped herself back onto his cock over and over again. She rode it for quite some time with her tits bouncing wildly and sweat dripping from her body. She kept her eyes closed most of the time with the lights that were shining on her from above, but would occasionally open them and get a glimpse of the people watching her as she performed for them. She was debasing herself for them and deep down that turned her own and she liked it.

Jonathan suddenly pushed her off and she rolled to the stage floor in a sitting position. He stood quickly and positioned himself over her upturned face. She opened her mouth without being told and he shot his entire load into her mouth. She then slowly closed her mouth and swallowed. After a few minutes, Jonathan led her from the stage to a room off to the side.


When they entered the room, Emily fell onto the couch in the room. Jonathan poured a glass of water from the pitcher on a table near the wall and gave it to her. She drank it slowly. Her head was still floating, but she was starting to form thoughts in her head again.

It took her a moment, but she eventually noticed a small box on an end table that was wrapped in brown paper. It was the package that she was to deliver.

"My package?" she said with a drowsy but surprised voice.

"Yes." Jonathan answered.

"Is, is Jonathan here?" she asked with confusion.

"I am." He said as he removed his mask.

She was speechless for several minutes. Her brain was in no shape to process the surprise.

"But... I don't understand." She finally said.

"Open the package." He said. She sat still. "Open it." He said again.

"She moved forward and took the package. She broke the seal, unwrapped it, and opened the box. Inside there was tissue paper and a small folded card. She removed the card and opened it.

It read, "Dear sis. Sorry for the deception, but it was the only way. I hope you enjoyed the ride so far. There's so much more ahead. Love, Kelli."

"What does it mean?" she said more confused than ever.

"Kelli found us some time ago. The order took her in when she had nowhere else to go. We gave her everything she needed and helped her find her true self. Your sister wanted you to have the same gift, but knew you would never accept such a lifestyle. For that reason, it was necessary to deceive you."

Jonathan paused, and then continued. "We had to find a way to get you to let your guard down. Once your guard was down, we could find the real Emily."

"Your whole life has been filled with contradiction. You live the life of an angel, but in private you fantasize about living the life of a devil. You fight your true feelings every day and deny your desires."

"I'm not a whore?!" she burst out.

"I didn't say you were, but you are drawn to this lifestyle. If you weren't, could I have ever got you to go this far? Any true angle would have run out of this house the first night she saw the perversions inside. But you... you came back for more. You entered tonight knowing full well what goes on inside. You entered, because you wanted to experience more of it."

She was silent. She couldn't think clearly. That was the problem because some of what he was saying made sense. She did know what happened in this place and yet she entered anyway. She did secretly want to experience more of it.

"Can you honestly say that you didn't want what just happened? Can you honestly say that you didn't want me and that having me in front of all of those people didn't heighten the experience for you?" He waited for a reply.

Her mind reeled. She tried to come up with an explanation, but there was only one real explanation. "You're right." She finally said slowly.

"I know." He said confidently.

She hung her head in shame.

"Don't. Don't be ashamed. There is nothing wrong with any of it. You must be true to yourself."

He gave her a moment to digest it all and then spoke again. "I'm going to now explain what The Order is. When I'm done, you'll have an important decision to make."

Jonathan proceeded to explain what The Order was and that Emily would agree to make herself his property to be used as he saw fit. In return, The Order would make sure that she was always taken care of and well kept. He ended by explaining that she knew too much to walk away now. She would either join them or disappear. They would not kill her, but she would disappear out of the country, not to be seen again.

The threat did not matter. She heard what she needed to. He wanted her and she wanted to be with him. It was the first time a man had wanted her and she would not let that go. She had struggled to belong somewhere. She had struggled to get by. He offered her love, acceptance, safety, and comfort. She agreed.

He took her to a room to clean up and dress, and then they left to return to Jonathan's penthouse.
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