Where it happened: school
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
I had gone to a Catholic school all my life. I didn’t really know that boys went to school after grade school. Starting in seventh grade I went to an all girl school. The nuns were nice but firm and I thought that was what life was about. In eighth grade I began to hear about a secret club. The Virgins they called themselves. If the Mother Superior knew about it, she never let on. The whole thing was very hush hush. But the girls in the club seemed to be happier than the rest of us. Nobody I talked to knew how you got in or what they did. But it seemed the most desirable thing to do, be in this club. They had their own study group and were the most popular girls and even got better grades. Finally my best girlfriend AMy told me she had been invited in. And they had asked her to bring one friend for initiation as well. You joined in paires and your partner was yours for life. We showed up at the after school study room they used. THe room was bare of decoration, a few tables and desks around. and a blackboard. THat was it. The other girls were in there, in uniform. Me and Amy walked in, instictivly reaching for each others hands. One of the older girls stepped foreward. She was a Junior or senior I had seen around the school. He chest strained the buttons of her uniform, she looked us both up and down. “Are you both virgins?” SHe asked bluntly. We nodded slowly. TO be anything else at our ages was a mortal sin. She wasn’t satisfied. “We must assure that you are for admission into this sacred order.” I thought she was talking about something like a secret cloister of nuns. Boy was I wrong. She ordered us to disrobe right then and there. Trembling we started fumbling with our buttons. In a minute she signalled for several of the other girls to help us, she didnt want to be there all day doing this. Finally we were naked and scared to death. Our barely ripening bodies exposed for the world to see. Or at least the dozen girls in the room. They looked at us like they were aprasing a car. Then we were grabbed and bent over one of the tables side by side. Amy started whimpering, it was then I noticed tears running down my own face. Held firmly by several female hands I couldn’t do anything but turn my head to peak over my shoulder. The older girl was squating down behind us staring at our back ends with a serious look on her face. Then She walked up behind Amy and carressed her butt cheeks. Amy’s face grew very still. Then she made a face and let our a squeal. I couldn’t imagine what the girl had done to her. I didn’t have long to wait. “This one passed. Prepare her for initiation.” Then I saw the girl move to behind me. I felt her cold hand on my own butt. Then in a minute she spread my nether lips and I felt a finger slowly move inside me and stir my private parts. It hurt a little, but felt good in a very naughty way. THen there was more pressure. I felt two fingers enter me, and another touched my back hole, then pushed inside. “THis one passes as well. I shall do her myself. Prepare her.” The other girls began taking off their clothes. I saw one of them putting something on herself that looked like a male part that strapped on. Then another one was putting jelly inside my privates and doing the same to Amy. “What are they going to do to us?” Amy asked me. She couldnt see behind herself because of the way they had her arms held by her head. “I don’t know. I hope it doesn’t hurt much.” “Oh it will hurt.” The older girl said. “THen it will feel wonderful. And if you can take it without screaming you will get to pick one of us and return the favor.” I made up my mind that whatever happened I was not going to scream so I could pay them back. In a minute I felt something plastic at my opening. THe older girl was behind me holding me by the hips. Another was behind Amy the same way. Together they recited in Latin and pushed into us. Amy started to cry. I gritted my teeth and took it. The first plastic pricks they used were rather thin and small. But then they moved away and another pair took over. Wearing larger things. This one hurt a little more. Amy openly wept, but the girls held her firm. The older girl relieved the girl holding my arms and stood naked in front of me, hands on my elbows holding me to the table. THe plastic thing was right in my face. It had blood on it. “That is your own virgin blood. If you want to taste it go ahead. I did when I was in your place, so I would never forget.” I couldn’t bring myself to open my mouth even though the weapon was just inches from my face. She moved her hips and rubbed it on my lips. Involuntarily I licked my lips after the wet thing rubbed on them. It tasted salty like blood, but slightly sweet. After the third girl had invaded my bowells with a tool the older girl announced she was going to have at me again. THis time in my rear. THey let Amy up, she was still whimpering and her eyes looked far away. Nobody was holding me now, the girl had told me simply to stay put. I did. She walked around behind me and put some jelly on the tool. Then she used her greasy finger to gently stir my rear hole. Amy gasped as she figured out what was going to happen. I didn’t even breath. THe girl shoved the thin probe in me and pumped for awhile. It started to feel good, then she moved a hand off my hips and around to my button. She stroked it and I started to heave in response to her thrusts. I know now that I did climax under her. Then she was done. “You did well. Since you did not cry out but remained strong you may administer like treatment to one of us.” She said taking off her belted thing. I looked right at her and said I would do her. She smiled. One of the other girls strapped a belt on me with a medium sized tool on it. THe girl asked if I wanted her face up or down. I said Up so I could see her face. She sat up on the table I had just been bent over and leaned back, spreading her legs for me. I walked up to her and had to stand on my toes to get the thing in position. WIth relish I shoved it into her. I felt her skin next to mine as the prick went all the way in her. And it felt good. I pumped on her until she was breathing heavy and I felt her wetness running down my legs. Amy was dressed when I was done. THey told us that what happened in this room was a holy secret and we were not to speak of it with any except those present. We agreed. THis is where they study together, and do these ministrations on members that need it. It turned out that was why they were so happy. If a member seemed down in some way, or had been sharp with another. THey were reported to the heads of the group, and the next study night, they were either rewarded with a good pumping, or punished with a very large unit shoved violently up their rear and left in the whole of the study time. Some girls enjoyed being done in the rear, I didnt mind it, much. But the main thing was that we had to remain a virgin to all men while in the group. If we felt hot to trot. We simply asked for a special treatment to get us through it. I was most suprised when I graduated and went to college, no other girls from other catholic schools had ever heard of the Virgins. And now, my boyfriend, cannot understand why I enjoy slightly rougher treatment than any other girl he had ever met. Including being bent over a wooden study table and taking him up my rear. It brings back memories, and sometimes I can hear Amy sobbing softly beside me.
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