Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2002 03:37:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Orpha Kreed <orphinity@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cult of the Fem  part 4 by Orpha Creed

                Cult of the Fem     part 4

     The phone on the lamp table next to Georgie's bed
rang. Doris rolled over and looked at the clock which
said 9:47 AM. As it rang a second time, Doris heard
Georgie in the shower so she picked up the receiver.
     "Georgie?" the voice on the other end asked.
	  "No, it's Doris."
     "Oh! You're Georgie's niece from Iowa,"the voice
proclaimed. "Is Georgie there honey? I'm just outside
the gate and want to come in for a cup of coffee."
     "Who is this?" Doris asked.
     "I'm your Aunt Georgies best friend and colleague
from work, Orpha Creed. Where is Georgie honey?"
	  "She's in the shower but I'll call Dorthy Cramer
and have you let in as soon as I check with Aunt
Georgie."
     Doris made the arrangements, stepped over to the
window and watched as the heavy iron gate rolled back
and the vintage 1954 MG Roadster pulled through and
parked out in front of the apartment. The door opened
and a tall, slender woman with short black hair and
sunglasses started for the front door. Doris was
captivated by the sinuous, catlike motion by which she
moved. Her head seemed to float motionless as her
body's slender, muscular resilience gracefully
propelled her forward. She glanced up at the window as
though she sensed that she was being watched and a
very subtle smile curled at the corner of her mouth.
     "Come on in Orpha, coffee is almost ready,"
Georgie said warmly as she pulled on her robe. "Doris
honey, be a dear and get Orpha and I a cup."
     Doris went into the kitchen and waited for the
coffee to finish perking while she set three cups out
on the cabinet. Doris listened intently as she heard
what seemed to be a disagreement between the two
friends.
     Orpha had her back toward the kitchen, unaware
that Doris had returned. "Georgie, I think that she's
too young and immature to be staying here in this
environment. You do have a responsibility here to...
Orpha stopped talking when Doris handed her a cup.
     "Thanks baby," Georgie said as she took the cup
from Doris. "Meet Dr. Orpha Creed dear. Dr. Creed is
my very best friend and confidant. She's a writer and
I have been doing a lot of research for her for her
latest book on cults that exist in the world."
     "Very pleased to meet you Dr. Creed," Doris said
as she held out her hand.
     "Call me Orpha dear or Aunt Orpha if it pleases
you."
     Orpha grimaced at Georgi. "You know how I feel
about bringing a young person into this environment.
Please give it considerable thought. An example of
what I'm saying is the whipping that you both received
the other day. The Cramers are very wealthy and
politically powerful people in California as well as
the East Coast and Florida. Can't you see that they're
just using you women by enticing you all with the
wealth and luxury provided here?"
     "Oh Orpha dear, you can be such a bore sometimes.
If we ever think it's too much, we can just walk away
from it. We're not held prisoner here against our will
you know?"
     "That's bullshit Georgi, the very fact that you
chose to be horsewhipped and put your own niece in
that situation is proof that you are captive here by
your own desires and greed. You don't need this crazy
environment to find happiness. Don't you understand?"
     "Oh! I know where I've seen you before Orpha,"
Doris said surprised. "You were on the bed after the
whipping attending to Aunt Georgie's welts and pain.
You were wearing accountant's glasses and looked over
at me."
     "Yes dear, that was me," Orpha replied coldly.

     Doris jumped up and opened the door in response
to a loud knock and the ringing of the doorbell. A
very husky, tall woman stood outside in a security
guard's uniform.
     "Ladies, I've been instructed to escort all
visitors to the front gate immediately," the guard
said politely as she looked at Orpha Creed. "Please
accompany me to your car parked outside and depart the
premises immediately Dr. Creed."
     "What's going on here?" Orpha asked as she looked
first at the guard, then at Georgi.
     "It's OK Orpha, it's what they do when they have
someone very important coming for a visit."
     "Who for Pete sake?"
     "If we told you, we'd have to shoot you dear!"
Georgie responded with a broad grin.

     Georgie looked out of the window as the Iron gate
closed behind Orpha's car.
     "Is she your lover Aunt Georgi?" Doris asked
sadly.
     "No, just a very close friend. In fact, my very
best and lifelong friend."

     The iron gate opened again attracting their
attention to the main courtyard just inside the gate.
A BMW pulled in and parked at the main lobby in front
of the Cramer's. Two men got out of the car and
immediately escorted over to the servant's entrance
where they departed through a gate, locked securely
behind them by a female security guard. The two men
entered another larger car which was parked at the
curb just outside.
     The Cramer's walked over to the BMW and opened
the back door. A woman got out and was immediately
hugged by Ruth Cramer, followed by he sister Dorthy.
The woman was wearing a black business suit, wearing a
head scarf and large sunglasses. They walked over
toward the front of the Cramer's residence. The woman
removed her glasses and looked over toward the pool
area and around the facility.
     "Oh my God! Oh my God! Just look at who that is
Aunt Georgi!" Doris screamed in surprise. It's . . . .
. . . . . "
     Georgi placed her hand over Doris's mouth. "No
names here dear. Never use anyone's name at anytime
except for me and the other women that live here.
Never a guest! Ok? Do you understand what I'm telling
you?"
     "Yes I understand but my God, I never expected to
be this close to anyone like her. This is awesome!"
     "Arrangements must have been made by someone very
wealthy and powerful for her to show up here at this
place." Georgie said quietly. "One thing's for sure,
we'll never know. I'll bet that we are confined here
for the entire weekend and nobody from the outside
will be allowed on the premises except for us
residents and level one attendants."

     Georgi picked up the phone on the first ring.
"11:45 at the pool?" she repeated back to the person
on the other end. "Ok Jeanie, we'll be there. What's
the dress code?" Slight pause as she listened.
"Birthday suits? Ok Jeanie, see you there."
     "Oh my God, we're going to be naked in front of
her?" Doris asked embarrassingly.
     "She'll be naked too honey. Doesn't surprise me
much. Does it you?"
     "No it doesn't. I had heard that . . . . . "
Doris quit in the meddle of her sentence when Georgi
shook her finger at her.

     The smoke from the outdoor grill drifted across
the pool area as Georgi and Doris sat down at an
umbrella table at the opposite side of the pool from
the guest and the Cramers. The Guest was wearing
sunglasses and a beach hat but was naked like the
other 20 resident women with the exception of Ruth
Cramer who was wearing a long beach coverup. One by
one, the women strolled by as they were introduced to
the guest.
     "Meet our newest member Doris," Ruth Cramer said
as Doris held out her hand to the Guest, trembling
slightly when she felt her hand being held firmly,
preventing her from withdrawing it from her grasp.
     "Hello Doris," she said in that familiar voice as
heard on TV numerous times. "How old are you dear?"
     "I just turned 19 a couple of days ago," Doris
replied nervously.
     "Well I'm very pleased to meet you dear," the
guest said smiling politely. "Maybe we can share some
wine together later if it's alright with everybody."
     Doris smiled back and strolled back to her table.
The guest was still looking in her direction when she
sat down across from Georgi and Jeanie.
     "Her breasts are larger than I thought and she
has nice skin," Jeanie said with a grin. "Her legs
look long and curvaceous but I do think that her
ankles are a little thick, but not bad at all." What
do you think Doris?"
     Doris shrugged as she slipped on her sunglasses
and continued to look across at the guest
inconspicuously. "Definitely chemistry here'" she
thought to herself as the guest crossed and uncrossed
her long full legs. Doris flexed and un-flexed her
vaginal muscles as she continued to watch, squirming
very slowly in her plush padded chair. Doris's
squirming intensified when she later watched the guest
playing in the water with 5 or 6 of the women, each
trying to make breasts and leg contact with the guest.
Doris wasn't sure, but she thought that she could
detect an occasional glance in her direction and she
made sure that her legs were parted at times exposing
her now very wet genitals.
     "Come swim with me," the guest said as she
extended her arm and hand toward Doris.
     Doris stood and walked over to the edge of the
pool and sat on the edge of the deep end. "I don't
swim very well but I can just hang on to the railing
for awhile," Doris said as she slid in the water.
     " Just turn towards me and put your arms around
my neck," the guest instructed. "I'll keep your head
above water.
     Doris complied and was immediately pinned against
the side of the pool. The guest's legs, stomach and
breasts were very slippery and tantalized Doris as
they slithered against hers. The guest removed both
hers and Doris's sunglasses and said them at the edge
of the pool. Their bodies moved together under the
water for a few minutes as they gazed into each
other's eyes, then the guest cocked her head to one
side and pressed her lips over Doris's mouth,
extending her very long tongue deep within. Doris
sucked feverishly on the guest's tongue as she moved
it in and out of her mouth slowly and deeply.
     The flutter of a distant helicopter attracted
everyone's attention as an indigenous  security guard
dashed toward the west edge of the pool with her cell
phone ringing. She talked with the helicopter as it
hovered to the West of the pool, the two men inside
peering out at the spectacle in the pool area.
     "I wonder what that's all about," Doris commented
with a puzzled look.
     "It's Ok Doris, they're with me," the guest
responded as she waived to the helicopter which was
now retreating back toward the North.
     "Would it be ok if I stayed with you in your
apartment tonight Doris?" the guest asked as she slid
her leg up between Doris's legs.
     "Uh, yes I think so. I sleep with my Aunt Georgi
in her bed though.
     "Maybe your Aunt Georgi can make some other
arrangements for a couple of nights."
     "Yea, I think that could be arranged," Doris
replied trembling slightly with anticipation.
     Everyone slipped into togas as the Sun set and
three of the women began playing soft music as the
meal was served on tables especially prepared at the
North end of the pool, overlooking the ocean. Bottles
of $100. wine of different types and vintage were set
in silver buckets of Ice with a white cloth draped
around the bottles. The "level one" attendants walked
around behind the tables and kept the glasses full.
The appetizers and meal was exquisite as the
consumption of wine continued into the evening.
Several women had started dancing in the shadows near
the source of the music.
     "Dance with me Doris?" the guest asked softly.
     "Ok."
     They started dancing as the guest took the lead
and they headed out into the shadows with only an
occasional flicker from the torches lining the west
railing bouncing off of the crimson red togas. The
guest opened her toga, then opened Doris's and their
bodies came together inside. They continued to dance
slowly as their passions continued to grow. Doris
found herself backed up against on of the pillars. The
guest pressed her firmly as she delivered deep,
passionate kisses. Suddenly the guest slid down to her
knees, extending both of her arms between Doris's
legs, prying them apart while gripping Doris's butt
with both hands. As the guest feverishly kissed around
Doris's pubic mound, Doris rotated her pelvis forward
in such a way as to expose her genitals which now
stood open in front of the guest's face. Doris placed
her hand over her own mouth to try to control the
scream of ecstasy that was trying to escape from deep
within as she felt the guest's very long and uniquely
textured tongue moving in a circular motion deep
inside her vagina. Doris leaned back against the
pillar, head spinning and at the edge of fainting from
the very unique sensations that the guest was causing.
She looked up at the bright stars as she moved her
hips rhythmically, occasionally feeling a few droplets
of her own body fluids mixed with the guest's saliva
running down the inside of her thighs.
     The guest sensed that Doris was starting into an
orgasm so she disengaged herself and stood up,
capturing Doris in her arms as she started into a
faint. Doris was able to collect herself and slid her
arms around behind the guest's waist. She hungrily
pressed her mouth against the guest's mouth, extending
her tongue inside for a taste and scent of her own
exquisite feminine quintessence .

       End of part 4               By Orpha Creed