Date: Sun, 24 Jul 2011 01:43:02 -0600
From: Luis <niftyanswers@gmail.com>
Subject: The Cult: Chapter 9: The Orgy Room

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Chapter 9: The Orgy Room

None of us receivers from the new order had ever seen the orgy room
before. You could tell it was designed for pleasure, sex and parties. It
was a large open space, made of the same stone that made the rest of The
Cult campus. On the sides, strip club-style tables were placed where some
of the other receivers were putting on shows. On the nearest one to the
door, a couple of givers were sitting naked on the chairs jerking off while
watching the blond that was being fucked by the President doing the
kinkiest thing. On the table there was a big, wooden rectangle. The twink
was in the middle of it, with his extremities all stretched out and hanging
about a foot off the ground by a set of chains that clung to his ankles,
wrists and his jockstrap like it was a harness. Meanwhile, he was being
gangbanged by three fuck machines, two in his ass that were fucking him at
the same time and another one was facefucking him. The guy looked in
Heaven.

On the table next to that was what I later learnt was called the cum
sandwich. There was a receiver laying face up on the floor with his hard
cock pointing up. On top of him, was another guy about the same height that
was laying on a platform connected to a system that made him go up and
down. The guy s ass was aligned so that with every downwards movement from
the machine, the bottom guy s cock fucked him balls deep. On top of them
both was another guy laying on another platform, but this guy was face
down, and in a way that with every downwards move he sixtynined the guy
below him, but with every upwards movement, he got fucked balls deep in the
ass by one last guy on top of him in another platform that didn t
move. Some other guys enjoyed the show and the participants moaned like
bitches.

There other 30 tables maybe, all capable of fitting about ten guys and each
with its own show, all just as kinky and twisted as the next. Also, in the
back of the room, there was a long bar. It looked quite ordinary from a
distance: stools in front of a wooden, horizontal bar and guys sitting in
it. Once I got closer, though, I realized something. There was no bartender
and no one was getting drinks. Actually, there was nothing behind the bar
other than a wall. In front of every stool, though, there was a hole just
in level with the drinkers face (stools were adjustable for height) and
from every hole protruded a cock, ready to be sucked. IT WAS A CUM BAR!
AWESOME! But that was far from the kinkiest thing about it. Above every
dick, there was a sign that read a different flavor. Apparently, the
receivers who had to work the bar in an orgy, only ate specific foods for a
specific period of time so that their cum tasted a certain
way. Furthermore, the stools, I realized as one guy that had gotten his
fresh load of ÒSweet and sour cumÓ from a black guy s cock, weren t your
typical seats, but they had special prostate massager attached to the seat,
so that when a guy sat down to drink, the massager began vibrating and
pleasuring him. Like I said, the room had serious thought put into orgies
and pleasure.

The center area, was also divided in 4. The left furthest one was an actual
drinks bar that also served Orgasm-O, the one on the right to that was the
Mystery Fuck Area, the one south of that was noun as the Flower Power Area
and the last one was the V.I.P. Lounge. Let me explain each a bit.

The bar was fairly normal, so that needs no explanation. Jonah was the
bartender and guys went there, asked for drinks or a dosage or
Orgasm-O. They could pay in money or cum. The second was used in certain
drinks that were house specials. Most guys used that kind of payment.

The Mystery Fuck Area was fun. It was completely closed up and dark. Once
you entered, there were several Receivers lying on tables. They were face
down, leg spread and ready to get fucked. Their eyes were blindfolded and
their ears were plugged so they didn t see or hear a thing. They were also
tied up so they couldn t move. The Givers that wanted to go in also got
blindfolded, but their ears were left intact. The idea was that the latter
entered and found a Receiver only by hearing him moan from getting fucked
by another Giver. Then he would wait in line until it was his turn and fuck
the guy without knowing who he was or how he looked. The Receiver also
couldn t see or hear who was fucking him; he just laid there and took it,
usually moaning hard. Once the Giver came in the guy s ass, he followed a
metal bar that lead from the table he was in to the exit and, only then,
removed his blindfold so he never knew who he had fucked.

The Flower Power Area was a bit different. Inside, was one of the rare
chances a Receiver had of fucking a Giver. The space was almost like a big
conga line, except it was a daisy chain. A Receiver was first, then any
Giver that wanted to went in and fucked him, then a random Receiver would
be assigned to step in and fuck the Giver until another Giver came in and
fucked him and so on. Whenever the person in front got a load up his ass,
he had to move. If it was a Giver, then he had to go and come back not
until another Giver had come in before him; if it was a Receiver, he had to
go to the end of the line and fuck another Giver.

Receivers were assigned by chance into 4 groups prior to any orgy. Group 1
worked the tables, switching from one to the other every hour to give the
shows some variety. Group 2 worked the bar and had to go through hard
preparation so they would be ready. Group 3 worked the central area where
they spent one hour in the Flower Power Area (FPA) and one hour in the
Mystery Fuck Area (MFA). That group switched back and fourth from one area
to the next until the party ended. Finally, Group 4 was the only one chosen
by the President himself and was the group to up to 8 Receivers that
entertained him and his guests in the V.I.P. Lounge.

The V.I.P. Lounge was a very exclusive part of the room. It was an
invitation only sector completely covered by soundproof glass walls and
ceilings. The room s view was covered from the inside by red velvet
curtains and a Guard in the entrance checked if you could come in or
not. The selected people that were invited were approached by the President
s personal assistant. The man fucked them in the ass so that his cum would
get inside. At the entrance, the guard felched everyone who tried to enter
and only those that tasted like the President s assistant (also referred to
as the Invitor) could go inside.

As Frankie and I entered the room, we were greeted by another Receiver, one
of the oldest ones, maybe 27 years old. He was pale, skinny but with a
tight, fit body, light brown hair that he wore in a short fashionable way
and with a light coat of the same fur, only shorter, covering his chest,
arms, legs, treasure trail and ass. He was very sexy and he smiled sweetly.



-Hello! Congratulations on your Initiation! I am Tennessee and I ll be your
guide through your first party. If you would please give me your names, I
ll check on the list to what group you have been assigned so I can lead you
there and explain what to do- he said cheerfully.



-Hi! I m Henry and this is Frankie- I replied.



-Ok, Frankie, you are assigned to Group 1. You will start on Table 7 which
is the Glass Box Gloryhole Contest. There, you will be placed in a Glass
box containing a gloryhole. You will be competing against other five guys
that will be in the same predicament. You have to seduce Givers so they
will fuck you and you have to get their cum. There is a bucket in a corner
of the box where you have to deposit all the cum loads you get. The first
guy to get to 1 pound of cum is left to go and the rest have to start
over. You better get your game on, dude! The table is that one over
there. Good Luck!- He said. And Frankie left.



-As for HenryÉ Oh, My!- He exclaimed. ÐYou, sexy, have been chosen for
Group 4, which means you will be getting an invitation inside the
V.I.P. Lounge- He said while checking me out. I was getting turned on. The
guy seemed to have the hots for me and he hadn t moved his eyes off my cock
and ass ever since we entered except for when he looked on the list. He was
very hot himself, but I knew it was forbidden for Receivers to have sex
between them without authorization from the Board inside the campus of The
Cult, so I ignored my feelings.



-Go over to that gorgeous, hairy man over there in the black jock and tell
him you were sent by me and that I told you he could fuck himself. He will
then know that I sent you. Have fun inside! And please tell me all about it
next time we meet. I assume we ll be seeing each other often now that we re
both Receivers!- He said and he winked at me. I was very nervous, but I
walked over to the guy Tennessee had said.



-Hello, sir. Excuse me, but I was sent by Tennessee and he told me you
could fuck yourself- I said shakily.



-Well, I actually thing I wanna fuck you!- He replied, and I could see in
his eyes that he was on a high dosage of Orgasm-O. He could control his
movement, but he was slightly out of his mind. Right then, he just lifted
me up the floor, turned my around, put me in all fours and, taking his dick
out by the side of his jock, he began fucking me hard and grunting. It felt
amazing. My prostate was still a bit sensitive from the fuck my dad gave me
earlier, so I felt every inch of his cock going in and out with every
trust. I was moaning loud, in pleasure, while he gripped my waist so
strongly I thought he was gonna leave a permanent mark, and moved his dick
in and out of my ass uncontrollably. He also, at one point, moved his hand
to one of his armpits, took some of its sweat, then moved it to his ass and
moves it around so it would get the flavor of it and then inserted it in my
mouth so I could taste. I was hooked right then! I wanted to be fucked by
that man regularly! His taste and smell were so good!

Suddenly, the man began convulsing and screaming that I was fucking whore
that only wanted his cum just as he began to flood my ass in it. When he
was done, he panted for a while, fed me his flavor once more and kissed me
violently.



-Now, bitch, go to that guy in the entrance of the V.I.P. Lounge and tell
him to rim you. He ll know to let you in. Go directly to the President and
tell him who you are. You must also know that the President likes for his
visitors to greet him with a blowjob, so get ready for that. Oh, and boy,
that is a sweet ass. I ll make sure to look for you soon to give it one
more fuck- He said before going. I walked towards the guard on the lounge
entrance.

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I'm very sorry that I took so long to write this chapter. I ve been kind of
busy, and I have also been writing other stories, so check them out. They
re Sex and Magic at Waverly Place and Sex Games of Thrones in the celebrity
area. I hope you liked this. Feedback is welcome on niftyanswers@gmail.com
I m sorry this chapter was so descriptive and so little narrative, but I
still think it is hot, I hope you do too. Any suggestions for coming
chapters are welcome. Take care!