Chapter 2 – The Entrance
Saturday night came round very quickly and I could feel my heart rate increasing the more I thought about what might happen. Debs was picking me up at 9pm and had given me instructions on preparation.
I was now in the bath, much later than planned! So the idea of relaxation and self pampering was now out of the window and I was frantically trying to remember everything I needed to do in the next two hours!
I did have loads of bubbles to play with, so much in fact that it was spilling over and I had a load of creams and mud to rub into various parts of my body. But the idea of relaxing was probably going to be too far fetched with my mind racing through possible happenings.
Every part of my body was being shaved and made super smooth and with the bath salts and the creams my skin was feeling so soft, I did feel quite special. In fact I was glowing.
A glance at the clock told me it was time to wash off the face mask and get out of the bath.
I knew I didn't need to wear the outfit bought specifically for the gathering proper. These would need to be given in as we entered as they needed to be "approved" before being returned to me for dressing in the robing room. So they were safely packed along with those delightful high heeled sandals.
My clothes for travelling had also been picked carefully according to Debs instructions and bought during the week.
"Make sure you buy good quality new clothes." she had stated somewhat intensely.
I wondered where she expected me to get the cash to pay for it all. I wasn't at work or anything at the time of this first gathering and only had the money my parents gave me. Debs though had it all figured and handed over all the money I needed and some – I stared at it and looked at her.
"The fruits of the gathering." she said laughing, her eyes beaming with delight.
Silk was a must for the top it seemed and the skirt had to be short and ‘figure friendly'. So to make her happy my outfit comprised a silk blouse and short navy blue skirt.
I thought the skirt was stunning, it wrapped around my waist and was then fixed with six buttons all the way down the front, falling midway along my thighs and flowed just beautifully as I walked. I also loved the feel of that thin white silk blouse on my nipples, it made them hard just from the touch but I knew I had to wear a bra tonight for the arrival – more instruction!
Once dried, I painted both my hand and toe nails, this time a bright red! I guess the dark pink was Debs attempt at breaking me in gently. I really hated it on my hands. Thankfully the heels I was wearing would hide the toes, at least until I got inside!
I met Debs on the corner of the street, the cab stopping only briefly to pick me up. We were giggling and talking all the way out to the gathering, the cabby glancing in the mirror at the two silly young girls in his car.
He almost wouldn't leave us and kept checking our destination we had asked for when he pulled to stop at the deserted car-park on the edge of the park. We told him our friends were picking us up and taking us to the party. He eventually drove off still not convinced, muttering something about not wanting to read about two missing girls in the papers tomorrow morning.
It was a fairly discrete beginning to the events of the evening, with just a short walk from the deserted and uninspiring car park before we found a line of girls queuing to get in. The mood of the others felt very subdued, and there was little noise as whenever words were needed they were spoken in whispers only.
I looked at Debs and she just raised her eyebrows as if to say "Don't worry about them." Everyone carried a largish bag containing their outfits and gear and they were all dressed to impress. As the queue moved on, more girls joined behind us, and the entrance way came into view. The mood though remained constant.
We struck up conversation with some of the girls as we waited, many like Debs had been before and all talked about the need to "leave yourself at the gate," and to "walk in with no thoughts of right and wrong," with "everything being permissible," and to make sure you satisfy your own desires as well as letting "them" satisfy theirs. That sounded ominous and I suddenly had a panic, "What was my desire?" "Why was I here?"
We reached the entrance before I had answers and my confused, apprehensive face turned to the officials.
"Hello, are you registered?" asked the lady as her eyes narrowed in question as she looked at me.
"Hi, totally." said Debs enthusiastically as she pointed to our names on the form.
"Good lovey, you sound as though you've been before?"
"Yep I have, but my friend hasn't."
"Okay, if you both go down to the 10th room on the left, someone will sort you out." she pointed down a walkway beyond the entrance.
We walked down the path, with me glancing into each "room" as we passed. They were really just temporary dividers separating a large area into smaller ones containing a number of tables. Each table seemed to have some girl on them in various stages of undress.
It looked quite scary as it was let alone with the shadows of the trees looming dark and large above the dividers. In a couple of rooms I noticed a man or woman in a white coat moving about purposefully between each girl. We got to our room and went in and were approach by a man in the same white coat from the other rooms who directed us towards two of the tables with a nod of his head.
"Strip, then get up on a table. I'll be with you as soon as I can." he said as he filed some papers and moved off. He glanced back and added ",oh and give me your clothing bags, I'll take them to the robing room for sign off."
Debs and I looked at each other and gave him our bags. We walked over to some tables at the far end of the room, there were two other girls already laying on theirs. One, with her legs up in stirrups smiled as I walked past, and said a friendly hello as if this was a regular position for her when normally meeting people.
I muttered a nervous response as I glanced at her laying on the table legs splayed ready for inspection. Debs later explained that they test everyone before entry to make sure all can "enjoy" themselves without worry.
I sat down on the table, anxiety growing in me once again. The white coat returned, looked at me and asked me if I was in the right place because I seemed so shy. I said I wasn't and began to remove my blouse. He went over to the other girls, dismissing one and then talking with the other before moving between her legs. Debs was already naked and laying down with her feet up in the stirrups waiting. When I had removed my clothes, I laid down on my back and closed my eyes. My knees up and closed tight together, my hands wrapped around my ankles, feeling very exposed. I could feel a shiver creeping into my bones.
The white coat came over to me and explained the tests, one swab in my mouth, vagina and anus and a blood test. I nodded my understanding, my arms now firmly across my chest. He looked a bit frustrated as he asked me to give him an arm, and then took some blood before lifting each of my legs up into the stirrups. I guess he got bored of asking everyone the same thing.
