Jane called and asked how I was. I told her I was great.

“Happy to do it all again?”

“I think so.” I answered. 

“You have to be sure.” 

“I am.”

“Nothing you would not want to do again?”

“With the right people.”

“Would you like more men in you?”

“Who?”

“Strangers at a club.”

“A sex club, what would Simon say?”

“He will say yes, ask him to bring you.”

“I don't know what it is like.”

“It's like sex, like Rome, but more people."

“I couldn't do all that with strangers.”

“Just normal pussy sex then.”

“Yes I could do that.”

“Do you want to?”

“I'll talk to Simon.”

“I look forward to seeing you there.” She hung up.

I was not sure so I did nothing.

Simon invited me to his place for the weekend.

It was in his arms after we made love that I asked. “Have you been to a sex club.”

“I have.”

“What do you think of women who go?”

“I think they are there to enjoy themselves like the men are.”

“So if you took me, it would not be bad?”

“It would not be bad, if it's what you want it would be very good.”

“Take me.” It was a sudden decision.

There was a Full Moon when we got in the car. It was a two hour drive and I sat in the back with Simon. I was in an old t-shirt and shorts. The windows were blacked out and I was nervous,  so very nervous. 

Simon told me there was a ceremony,  it was a bit silly but everyone did it on their first day, then he explained what would happen. 

“I will be there close to you. If it gets too much just say stop, we can leave anytime you want.”

“Ok”

“Apart from that just say yes to everything you are asked.”

Simon put a blindfold on me and guided me out of the car and up a few steps.

I was standing when I heard heavy doors slam behind me. It made me shudder.

“Do you come here of your own free will?” a voice asked.

“I do.” I replied.

“Do you give your body without reservations?”

“I do.”

The blindfold was removed. There were perhaps forty in a large hall, all in red, orange or yellow hooded robes and wearing masks. Some had flame patterns. I wondered how many were men waiting to do unspeakable things to me. There were a countless  number of candles burning

“Remove your clothes and shoes.” A man in an orange robe told me.

I did as I was told, not sure if I was nervous or excited. A robe picked up my clothes and dropped them in a burning fire.

“Step forward.” The man turned and walked towards a table.

I stopped in front of a table, covered in white.

“Do you give yourself to the community?” He asked.

“I do.”

“Pay homage”

A man in red turned his back, lifted his robe and pulled his buttocks apart. I knelt and kissed his anus. There was a tapping sound and I was lifted onto the table.  It was more comfortable than I thought it would be, it was soft. I was held by my ankles and hands, but not tightly. 

A woman spoke softly. “You are safe,  Simon is looking over you.”

“Do you swear never to tell anyone of the community or who are members?” The man asked.

“I do.”

The man poured warm oil from one shoulder to the other.

“Do you give yourself fully to the community?”

“I do.”

The man poured oil over my mound and up to my neck. There was another tap and yellow robes started to spread the oil over my body. There were six. I was relaxing when I felt fingers at my pussy. All the time two women were telling me I was safe.

I pulled at my limbs as I  came and there was another tap.

I was lifted and moved to the end of the table. My feet had been released and a naked woman was holding a leg each. I could feel their breasts pressed into my thigh. My legs were up and wide apart. 

A naked man was standing between them, he still had a red mask. I knew it was Simon, I was safe. The hands started to glide over my oily body again and Simon plunged into me. I felt his cock like I had never felt it before, it was not loving, no hands seeking out my pleasure zones, just his cock going in and out. An oiled hand from one of the women played with my clit and I came.

I knew I was smiling when Simon jetted into me, but Simon stepped away and another man with a red mask with orange flames took his place, he may have been Tom. He just hammered me, but I came before he filled me.

The next man was in an orange mask. As he had me Simon pull the yellow robe off one of the women who was rubbing oil over my body. He pushed her over me and entered her. Each thrust rubbed her breasts against mine. Another man was between my legs and my cums were coming fast. 

I was jealous of the woman laying on me, Simon was feeling her back as he had her. Another man was between my legs by the time Simon finished with the woman, but she was held in place by an orange mask who simply held her hips and took her. As he let her up another man was between my legs

I could see that most of the room was naked apart from their masks. Two thirds, perhaps three quarters, were women. Some were having sex others were watching.

After that my cums were merging, my world shrank to just the man between my legs, the women rubbing my body and that comforting voice. Then it got smaller, just the sensation of the cock and hands, my eyes lost focus and I lost count of the men who had me.

I was a quivering mass of pleasure when I  was lifted back, fully onto the table. I was laying there slowly recovering, no one holding me. 

The comforting voice suggested. “Let's get you cleaned up.” 

She and another yellow robe helped me down and to a big shower room. They dropped their robes and washed me, then helped me to a comfortable chair.

Simon was waiting for me in his clothes. “Time to go.”

“They burned my clothes." I reminded him.

“I know I have a new jogging suit.”

“I love you.”

“I know.”

They helped me put it on and my flat shoe, thank god I  bought flats. Then Simon blindfolded me and helped me back to the car.

In the car he took my blindfold off.

“OK” Simon asked.

“In bliss”

I snuggled into Simon.

“Your phone is ringing.” Simon pointed out.

“They can leave a message.”

“It may be important.” He said handing me the phone.

“Carol?”

“Yes” I said dreamily.

“Carol, there is a third assistant position coming up, would you like me to put your name forward?”

“Yes please.” I answered without thinking about it.

“Good, nice things happen to people who do nice things.” The line went dead.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“I did.” I snuggled back into Simon.

“I have your magic words.”

“What words?”

“If you want to come back, you must do what you are told when anyone says your magic words.”

“What will I  be told to do, sex?”

“They may want you to be their plus one.”

“..and sex after.”

“Probably.”

“If I have sex I get the job.”

“You may get the job anyway but not so soon.”

“This party, it's about sex for…”

“It's magic…”

“It's being nice for nice things.” I remembered what Jane had told me.

“It is.”

“If I don't want to do it? What happens?”

“Nothing bad.”

I hugged Simon, I loved him, but I realised I was always going to end up in this car, in this car and being given magic words. I have been recruited to be in the community and I  would do it, I  knew I would enjoy it and nice things would happen.