Chapter 03: Exploring Erotic Experiences-- Grant Holden's First Scene at the Society
....The four men took hold of each of her listless appendages and lifted her from the padded bench, being careful to keep her ass and pussy tilted up so the slop of cum that had been spewed into her...
The Invitation
The invitation finally arrived. Grant Holden waited for three weeks to receive the invitation to his first scene with the Society's members. He'd almost thought they had reviewed his answers to the questions he'd given the Society's intake counselor and rejected him. But there it was, brought to him by his secretary with the morning mail. She'd stood there by the desk, oddly watching him as if she expected him to open it in front of her. "That will be all for now, Becky." He told her in a dismissive tone. He watched as she turned and walked out of his office. She was a bright and competent aide, a bit homely looking with her auburn hair bundled up in a bun snuggly bunched at the back of her head. Grant mused Becky would be a good candidate for that TV show about not what to wear. Her clothing didn't accentuate her body and kind of had that second-hand look to it. Her attitude in the office was often described by others as a home-body. Not much into public social life or bar scene and often was found chatting in the lunch room about her two golden retrievers that seemed to be the focus of her life. Grant turned his attention back to the invitation and didn't give Becky a second thought once he touched the invitation.
He held the gilded gold edged invitation to attend a Society meeting on the 21st, just three days away, on Saturday night. All he had to do was call in with his RSVP and follow the directions contained in the invitation.
The thought of the scene briefly described in the directions sent his cock ridged in a flash. The real question was if he could really go through it. Even though he'd found past encounters with others over the years to be rewarding and a little edgy, like his first bi experience with James and Linda, where he had been positioned doggie style with Linda's head beneath his crotch and helping with her hands to guide James's firm cock into his anus, all the while he licked at Linda's freshly fucked pussy. But this experience would be something far different. A make or break encounter that would forever change him. There would be no going back once he took this step.
Grant re-read the instructions once again. He was to arrive in business casual at the address printed below at exactly 6:15 pm. The only preparation physically was to eat light the day before and only high energy/protein liquids the day of the event, all other preparations would be made in the staging room at the site. He was to follow the instructions given at the site upon arrival. The scene was described without much detail as a Society group party of 40 to 50 participants where he would be the primary event for the evening with a second prospective member undergoing a third stage initiation. It was the primary event aspect that set his cock rising in his pants. He'd forgotten the Society required three successive stages of initiation before being accepted as a first caste member, which he'd been told was to test his overall acceptance by the Society and he of them. It usually took a year for a first caste member to make it to full membership. He hoped there would be more than just three encounters, but assumed that was the minimum requirement. Thinking back over the hoops he'd already jumped through, including the anal fucking he'd received from the Society's medical examiner, he believed it was now or never to find out if he really had it in him to be a bi service slut. He reached for the phone and dialed the number and keyed in the invitation acceptance code.
The Preparation
It was just dusk at 6:12 when he arrived at the address. He'd driven by it once before Saturday, just to make sure he knew where it was as he didn't want to foul up his first event by being late from getting lost. It was kind of a non-descript place, one of those strip warehouses located in the old industrial part of town where 8 or 9 sets of stairs led to individual doors along the shared loading dock of about a block long. He parked his car between Lexis and a BMW along with 20 or so other high end cars. At least it appeared the Society had executive class members and his Volvo didn't seem out of place.
Grant found the appropriate door with a cyber lock and keyed in the code, turned the handle and pushed it open, expecting to find a crowd of party people, but instead found himself in a small white painted room with a doorway open to a small bath, wall locker in one corner, a gurney like bed and another doorway that was shut. A large note was affixed to the locker, it read: Mr. Holden please disrobe and place all your clothing and valuables into the wall locker. Then lie down on the preparation bed, place the mask over your eyes and face down with your face into the padded foam head rest. Your attendant for the evening will be in shortly to prepare you for your debut scene. He did as instructed and waited, wondering what was to happen next.
He heard the door open with accompanying loud laughter and rock music blaring into the room, but quickly was silenced as the door was pulled shut.
"Good evening Mr. Holden." A voice he immediately recognized as the Society's counselor he'd revealed his deepest sexual secrets too and began to actually blush and his formerly thickened cock began to shrink between his legs.
"Uh..uh..hello." He managed to croak out, speaking to the floor.
"Mr. Holden, my name is Ms. Shawna. I'm going to prepare you for this evening's adventure. Are you ready?" she coolly asked.
"Yes, ready as I'll ever be."
"Excellent. I think you'll really enjoy this evening as it has been especially planed around your desires and our requirements. She took a square plastic container from the top of the locker, opened it and took out the shaving equipment she would need to prepare him. Squirting some shaving cream on her hand she smeared it over his buttocks and into the crack leading to his anus.
The cool shaving cream on his ass caused him to shiver a little, "I cleaned down there very well." He said.
"Thank you. I appreciate that." She deftly began to make long strokes with the razor down his buttocks. She shaved back the thin blond hair about 3 inches on either side of the crack. Then with one hand she spread his cheeks and scraped the razor along each side, making is slick and smooth right to his anus. She shaved around the bottom area between his cock and anus so it too was smooth. "Mr. Holden, please turn over and keep the mask on."