Author's note:
The setting for this story could prove disturbing or challenging to many readers. I make no apology for that; how you respond is entirely your choice. However, I hasten to add that the story is not based on any sect, cult or other group, nor is any offence directed at any group in particular or towards groups of this nature in general. The story is entirely fictitious and bears no relationship to any group or organization to my knowledge,
I have based the story on the song "Master Jack" whose lyrics were written by David Marks, the original song being released in South Africa in 1967 by Four Jacks and a Jill. I have attempted to interpret the message from this song since then and note that there are a variety of interpretations described in various pages accessible through Google. The interpretation I have placed upon the lyrics is a fictitious account and is not derived from any ideas recorded online of which I am aware.
As usual, I do not condone, approve of or suggest that any activity depicted in this story is attempted in real life. It is, as I say, fiction and nobody in the story is based on or is meant to represent any person in real life. Any such likeness is purely coincidental.
Other than that, enjoy.
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I returned to my room to find Alice busily changing the sheets on my bed.
"Hi, Alice, thanks for doing that."
"That's fine, Elizabeth, all part of the service," she replied with a smile, "Ryan told me about your rescue, I guess you'd call it, and I've seen you round but not really to talk with. How're you finding the place?"
"I'm really enjoying living here. Far better than the previous community. I just didn't realize how manipulated I'd been there. It just sneaks up on you; every small rule, restriction or demand they put on you is so logical and almost self-obvious, and the ways people can contribute to the community are carefully and cunningly devised so they appear to suit each person. But when everything is taken together, it is a totally disempowering and can be seen to follow the master plan that is held in Master Jack's head. Everything is sold to us as being best for our own welfare; I guess you'd say that we were not permitted to even have our own thoughts. It's a great example of group-think. I guess it's what communism was like in USSR and possibly still is in China and North Korea. I really appreciate the changes I've noticed here."
"Yeah, it's a great place. So empowering to be able to really do whatever you like so long as you also allow others to do the same. Rules cannot be formulated to cover all situations, so common sense and negotiation must be the basis of any supportive society. I hear you've been sleeping with Cedric since you've been here?"
"Yes, I think that was the main reason he arranged my rescue. However, I've always enjoyed diversity so I guess it's time I handed him back to Evie and see who I can persuade into my bed."
"Oh, that won't be hard. Ryan and I would be very pleased to share your bed, sweetheart, any time you like."
I looked at her, surprised that she would suggest that they would both like to sleep with me.
"So, do I take it that you're bi?"
"Yes, honey," she replied, stepping closer until our bare breasts were almost touching, "Aren't you?"
I remembered my previous lesbian encounters and wondered how it would be with Alice. It certainly could be fun, I thought. I just hoped I was reading the situation correctly, otherwise I may be digging a huge hole for myself.
"Well, I've had a couple of lesbian encounters," I replied hesitantly.
Alice immediately smiled and rested her arms on my shoulders, then placed her hands behind my neck and pulled me into a deep, open-mouthed kiss, at the same time pressing her body against mine. The feeling of her soft breasts on mine was electrifying and as a surge of desire welled up inside me, I knew I had to make love with her. I placed my hands on her ass cheeks and pulled her pussy against mine, separated only by our lappies. Once we broke our kiss, she reached down and unfastened her lappy, letting it drop to the ground. I followed suit, then we kissed once again, our naked bodies arousing each other by their close contact.
"Lie on the bed," said Alice huskily once we'd broken our embrace.
I did and Alice lay beside me, cuddling, caressing and kissing me while I responded in a similar manner. I felt myself becoming aroused, my desire for more sex turning to a demand as we each pressed a thigh against the other's pussy. Then Alice rolled me onto my back and sat on her haunches, gazing down at me.
"Spread your legs," she commanded.
I obeyed without hesitation, spreading them wide apart as she inspected me closely.
"Beautiful," she said, "Absolutely beautiful."
Alice knelt between my knees and bent forward, lowering her face towards my pussy. Then she gave me a sweet kiss, right on my clit as it mostly hid between my labia. Even just a kiss felt wonderfully arousing. I tried to reach for her breasts to caress her but she placed my arms beside me with a look that said 'Stay', so I did, allowing her to continue to use her mouth to arouse me, licking and sucking on my labia, nipples and finally, on my now aroused clit. The sensations were amazing. I rolled my head from side to side as waves of pleasure washed through me. Then I felt her tongue sliding over my clit and into my slippery trench, finally entering my vagina and sliding as far inside as she could reach. While she lapped at my juices as they flowed down my tunnel, she covered my breasts with her hands, sliding her fingers each side of my aroused nipples and squeezing them hard as she massaged my tit flesh. The sensations were out of this world and I felt myself humping my hips against her face as I tried to increase the sensations enough to reach orgasm.
However, Alice was very much in charge and allowed me to go only as far as she wanted, so that when she released my breasts and sat back upright, I was left high and dry just short of the brink.
"Oooohhh, please, Alice, don't leave me like this. Please let me cum," I begged.
She grinned and chuckled softly, shaking her head. "All in good time," she replied. "Now I want you to do me."
She moved off the bed to allow me to roll over and sit on the edge, then she positioned herself as I had been. I knelt between her knees and inspected her pussy, noticing for the first time a thin gold ring between her labia. I bent forward to look more closely and saw that it seemed to disappear into her clit.
"I love your ring," I said, "What is it through?"
Alice grinned at me. "It's through the body of my clit," she replied, "It was excruciatingly painful to insert and took an absolute age to heal, but now it's very erotic and Ryan loves to play with it, gently though because it's a very sensitive organ."
"So, what does he do with it?" I asked curiously.
"We're into electro play; have you ever done that?"
"No, never."
"Well, we have a dildo with a metal terminal at the end and a wire runs through the dildo and is attached to several rivets on the head. Then if he clips a pulse generator from that wire and connects the other lead to my clit ring, he can shock me. The generator has a variable output so can go from a gentle and very arousing tingle to a full on painful electric shock. There's also a wireless remote so he can operate it even when we're a short distance apart. Sometimes I wear the generator when we go out in public and on many occasions he's aroused me to orgasm as we shop in a mall. Other times he simply arouses me and then we have fun when we return home. You'll have to try it. We have a clip that goes onto your clit if you don't have a clit ring, but that can be far more sensitive because the stimulation goes through the sensitive head of the clit instead of through the shaft."
"Sounds like fun," I replied, then lowered my mouth to her pussy and began licking and sucking her, hearing her soft moans of arousal. After a while, as her juices began flowing, I pushed my tongue into her love tunnel while massaging and squeezing her breasts, causing the same responses I had given, until she commanded me to stop.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked.
"No, it was wonderful, but I didn't want to cum that way. So I stopped you just as you stopped, right on the brink."
I realized that I was no longer on the brink and wondered what Alice had in mind now. I didn't have to wait long to find out.
"Ok, lie on your back, legs apart as before," she told me as she rolled off the bed.
I did, and she bent my legs then pushed them as far sideways as they would go, spreading my pussy wide apart. "Hold your knees," she told me, "This is phase two."
She took a jar from the cupboard, opened it and spread lube over her right hand. I wondered how I hadn't noticed the jar before, then realized I hadn't really explored my room properly; it still felt like a guest room. She saw my look of puzzlement on my face and chuckled.
"All the rooms have basic supplies," she said, "I'm not surprised that you haven't investigated."
She then knelt beside me and began sliding a finger over my labia, then between them, spreading me apart, sliding upwards to caress my clit, sending waves of arousal through me. After several minutes of this, she began penetrating my vagina, first with one finger, then two, gently spreading them to widen the entrance. I now knew what she was going to do. Could I take her whole hand inside me, I wondered? I remembered being fisted at the orgy and knew that I could. Gradually, one finger at a time, she added to the size of her intrusion. My pussy easily spread to accommodate her four fingers. Then she placed her thumb against her palm and pushed her whole hand into me, passing the deepest point she had gone with just fingers, watching my face as she pushed deeper and still deeper into me until I felt my entrance close over her wrist. She then held still.
"How's that feel?" she asked.
"Yeah, that's fine. A bit uncomfortable, but otherwise fine."
"Good. You've obviously taken lots of cocks so your muscles have grown to accommodate the size. Just relax."
