Chapter 5
His head was not quite right and he supposed that the girl, Rebecca had sucked his brains out of his cock. She just wouldn't quit and he was tired and hungry and when he looked at all of the naked girls around him, he lost his appetite for sex for a short time. Adam invited him to sit at one of the tables and he said that the girls would serve food for him and the two women that he had brought. He was very willing to sit and eat.
Cassie was not. She resisted the attempts that Adam's disciples made to invite her into the big community room and when she was finally forced to go out with Carol and him, she tried to shield her nudity as best she could. He thought that she was being silly, unnecessarily prudish, perhaps.
All of the others were naked and quite comfortable in the state that they were in. Carol didn't seem to care, and that worried him.
She was quiet, docile, behaving with a trancelike obedience that gave him a bit of alarm. Adam watched him as he looked at Carol when she sat down at the table. Her lovely breasts were streaked from being handled and the nipples were too red, too hard. Her crotch was also streaked and soiled.
Adam said, "She ain't nothing to worry a person. She'll shape up or we will give her a nice funeral. We got no use for zombies around here. You'll see."
Rebecca came to them, carrying trays of food on her arms. She handled the trays like an experienced waitress. He was tempted to ask Adam about the group but before he could ask, Adam began volunteering information.
"We ain't hippies," he said. "I can tell from the way you folks look at us that you think we are trash. Maybe we are. We are all college students that got tired of reading the books and trying to believe that it was like they say.
"I suppose that some of us were playing house right along, but the way we feel about things, we are dedicated to the determination to do as we please. That is our religion and we work at our faith."
"You seem to be hung up on sex, too," Dan said.
"You complaining?"
Dan shook his head. He could look around the room and see a half-dozen young and lovely girls, moving about their tasks in charming nudity. He was honest enough to admit to himself that he was enjoying the girls and their delightful bareness.
Adam was quite willing to talk about himself and his oddball bunch. "My real name is Leroy Haskell," he said, "and back in the city I was a salesman. Somehow, I got into this religion kick and there was this one little fellow, Barney Ford, and he was a real creep, but he had him a harem, lots of pretty girls that were hung up on sucking Barney's cock and fucking him whenever they got the chance and I found out that Barney had persuaded all those lovely young chicks that his balls were filled with the nectars of the gods and every time he pumped his load into their mouth or their cunts, they were receiving a kind of sacrament and they were therefore eager to service Barney any time he would let them do it.
"Now, a religious kick like that is for me. So, I persuaded Barney to let me become one of his disciples and then I became one of the elders of Barney's movement and I sort of took the play away from old Barney. One night Barney and I had a few words, in private, of course, and then Barney took off. He willed his harem and all of his followers to me.
"I guess I spent a year sorting my people out and then we decided to come out here for a year of meditation and experience and I must say that we are very happy here. Very happy."
Dan stared at the bearded leader. "How can you be happy here if you kill people and torture them?"
Adam grinned at him and Dan suspected that talk of murder and torture and the horrors that Adam and his followers spoke of so callously were not really acts that they actually did perform, yet, when he pressed Adam for further comment, the bearded man ignored the questions and talked of other matters.
"When we finish having a bite to eat," Adam said, "it will be time for a siesta. Then we will swim in our own warm underground pool and when our bodies are cleansed, we will begin a time of sexual orgies. The girls are eager to have fun with you in every possible way and I do wish that you would try to be cooperative. The females like you. They can make your stay here decidedly pleasant."
Dan smiled. "I don't really believe that you intend to murder us when you are tired of us. What do you have in mind?"
One of the bare young maidens was at the table, placing food in front of Dan, and she smiled at him. She had heard his question and she answered him in a way that he could not misinterpret.
"You might want to stay with us," she said. "This is what we always hope for with new people."
Adam said, "You'd be surprised how many new folks decided to join us when it was decided that we were going to make this trek into the wilderness.
"One of our converts found the way into this valley a long time ago and he agreed to bring us here. We have always felt that this is our own private Shangri-La and we have everything here that we could possibly want. So, we stay and we enjoy ourselves and we are completely devoted to the constant and never-ending search for new and greater pleasures. That is our purpose and our main activity."
There were several things about the picture that Adam was painting that left much to be answered. Dan asked questions. "You seem to be well stocked. How do you manage food and supplies?"
Adam grinned. "We have vehicles, of course. They are hidden in a very special place some distance from here. Those who go for supplies hike to where the vehicles are kept and then they go off into the nearest community and when they return we have ample supplies for several months again. We hunt and fish and grow our own organic vegetables."
"With all the activity that goes on around here," Dan said, "some of your females must get pregnant. What do you do then?"
"If such a thing should happen, we have two of our people who are doctors. They could deliver a child, if the need arose. But, it won't. Our people wish to devour the material that would impregnate the female. You see, our devout members believe that it is a sin to waste semen. And to discharge that delicious nectar into a vagina without purpose is unthinkable. Of course, we often fill up a cute little cunt and let somebody have a feast and, because we enjoy this sort of fun, many of the girls are on the pill and they are all amply supplied. So, you see, we are prepared for any eventuality."
"Except for visitors dropping in," Dan said.
Adam snickered and the girl serving them did, too.
"Oh, we like that best of all."
"You realize," Dan said, "that you are guilty of forcible rape and all sorts of perversions forced upon the girls who were with me. Those are very serious crimes."
"They sure are," Adam said. "We got lots more in mind for them. You just enjoy and keep out of trouble. We will take care of everything else."
Dan was hungry and the food was surprisingly good. He ate and much of the weariness and fatigue that had been in him seemed to vanish and he stretched and stood up. He noticed that Carol was moving about the cave with a charming grace and she seemed unaware of her nakedness. He found that he could enjoy looking at her and he was sure that Adam and his male counterparts would use the girl shamefully and often and there was nothing that he could do about it.
Cassie was walking about, too, carrying a tin plate that she filled with food. She settled down on a bench at a crude table and she appeared to have conquered her modesty. Her superb breasts were unprotected and he noticed that many of the males in the big room were looking at Cassie, admiring her, desiring her, too, perhaps. He watched her for a time and he could feel the vague stirrings deep within his loins and then they weren't vague at all, but vicious and vibrant and one of the young girls servicing the table smiled and reached out to grasp his stiffened organ.
He found himself moving away from the girl's grasp but Adam looked at him with a reproving gaze.
"You cannot deny my flock anything they ask of you," Adam said. "This cute little girl simply wants some nourishment. Who are you to deny her? Now, shall we tie you up or shall we decide that you are going to be cooperative?"
While Adam was talking, the young girl knelt and began sucking Dan's cock and a reply from him would have been wasted conversation. The girl began giving him head and he tried to drink some coffee while her eager and skillful mouth emptied him with swift and avid motions.
Adam smiled at him, watching it all. A moment later, Jacob and Noah joined them at the table and several young girls served them with food and when they were beginning to eat, two girls began sucking their cocks with great gusto.
Dan decided that it was much nicer and far more rewarding to simply become cooperative until such time as he could do something constructive about their escape. And, naturally, they would have to escape from these madmen.
He noticed that Cassie was glancing at him from time to time and he was very conscious of her nudity and her beauty. Carol, too, was beginning to come out of it and at one point, he looked at her and she gave him a twisted little smile.
When they were finished with their food, there was time for coffee and cigarettes and then Adam clapped his hands loudly and the next thing Dan knew, he was being led to a bed and the girls were tying him hand and foot again while one of the young men touched his chest with the needle-sharp point of a long knife.
"We will have us a siesta now," Adam said. "After we wake up, we will swim and cleanse our bodies in the pool yonder. Then we will see what we are going to do. We will take a vote."
Noah was sitting at the table, listening, nodding judiciously, playing his role of elder to the limit.
"There has been some talk," he said, "since you and the two girls arrived here and many are hoping that we can have a black mass and if they vote for that, you will be impressed by our devotions."
Adam smiled and his lips seemed too red, too ripe, too eager for sensual treats, Dan thought. He shook his head slowly, wishing that he could get comfortable on the padded pallet that he had been forced to occupy. There were many pallets like the one he was on and he watched as Carol and Cassie were forced to lie down on their backs, then their wrists and ankles were lashed to the stakes that were driven into the ground at some distance beyond each corner. He wondered what such beds were used for by the followers of Adam, or Leroy Haskell, which was his real name.
While he was thinking about the matter, a pretty little redhead settled down beside him so that she could fondle his sexual parts while she kissed him and did her best to enjoy his presence.
It annoyed him for a time when he saw the ease and speed with which his sexual interests could be stirred. The girl was using her hand to fondle his flesh and he developed an enormous erection while she was kissing his lips and sticking her little tongue into his mouth. "I will suck you off shortly," she said. "Then you will sleep for a while and then we will swim and cleanse our bodies. Then we will have some more fun. You will have a nice time."
"Like this?" he said.
The pretty little redhead laughed softly. The others were gone and he was aware of Cassie and Carol's nearness but everyone else seemed to be gone.
"These beds are for the ones who have been tried and condemned," the girl said. "Let us hope that you and your friends will not be punished. You are on these beds only because it is easy to restrain you and then, of course, I can do anything that I want to to all of you. Isn't that nice?"
A moment later she slid down and then he felt the warmth of her mouth absorbing his stiff cock and she was quick and eager to force the material she desired so avidly from his loins. She left him shivering and shaking from the intense assault upon his nerve endings and sensitive flesh, then she was gone and he turned his head and saw that she was ardently and passionately devouring the sweet flesh between Cassie's legs. He watched Cassie's writhings and fierce squirmings but she was helpless and the direct stimulation of the girl's tongue produced the desired torrent in short order and then the redhead feasted shamelessly and hungrily. In time, she finished with Cassie's overworked loins and then she was busy with Carol's crotch and she drove the pretty blonde stewardess half crazy with her frantic efforts.
Then the girl was gone and they were alone and they did not have anything to say to each other. He wished that he could do splendid things that would set them free and send them back to civilization again, but he knew that he could not. Cassie turned her face toward him and he could see the streaks on her cheeks, the fresh tears that welled from her eyes and she kept them closed, and the tortured, tormented look on her face was still apparent.
Carol seemed to be asleep. He knew that he was filled with a delicious feeling of lassitude and he suspected that the redhead had performed the duties of a capable succubus and she had drained him thoroughly robbed him of all strength. He supposed that she had done the same with the girls.
When he woke, he was surprised that he had slept. He was conscious of a feeling of extreme well-being, euphoria, perhaps, and he wondered how a short time of sleep could do so much for him. He turned his head to look at the girls and he saw that the pallets they had occupied were now empty.
He wished that he could have a smoke and while he was still thinking about that, a handsome young man and a very pretty little blonde girl walked into the chamber and began unfastening the thongs that held him prisoner on the bed.
"We have come to take you to the baths," the young man said. "The others have already joined the rest of us."
He looked at the little girl's plump breasts and their hard little nipples and he felt a quick stirring of his loins. The young man was well endowed and his pubic area was hairless and quite alluring to the girl. She kept glancing at his cock and she was smiling constantly. She handled Dan's cock and balls with a gentle touch and she leaned close so that she could kiss him. He thought of resistance but then he changed his thinking. He found that he liked having a pretty young girl fondling his genitals.
They helped him to get up onto his feet and he walked along with his new friends, through a long corridor at the far end of the cavern he had slept in. Presently, he emerged into a vast chamber that was filled with warmth and he saw that there was a big underground pool and it was filled with Adam's disciples, and, for a moment, Dan was reminded of pictures he had seen of the ancient Roman baths. The fact that these waters were so often the scene of orgies, too, made it all the more an apt analogy. Adam sat on the edge of the pool and he smiled as he noticed Dan's arrival. Cassie and Carol were in the water and he supposed that they would regard their chance to swim as a time of respite, a time when they could be covered even if it was only by water.
He dove into the pool and found that the water was warm and it felt like a gigantic sauna bath. As he swam, he tried to feel bottom with his feet but he could not do it. The pool was a hundred feet in diameter, perhaps, and while it had a freeform shape, the edges seemed to be the only shallow areas.
He swam to Cassie and Carol and found them unwilling to talk to him. He asked each how they were feeling at the moment and they ignored him. He could not recall having done anything to them that warranted such treatment but he supposed that they were still embarrassed in his presence because of the things he had seen that were done to them.
A cute little brown-haired nymph swam close to him and she gave him a big smile. She slid beneath the water and then she surfaced again and she was close enough to kiss. And that was what she had in mind. She began necking with him and he found that she was very well constructed. The water was very clear and he could see her naked breasts and when he handled them he realized that the water had not distorted his vision of her pretties. The girl moaned and moved closer to him. She was rubbing her slick, well-developed body against him and he was enjoying it. They kissed and held onto each other and the girl spent a lot of time kissing him and it disturbed him to find out that that was all that she wanted. After a time she smiled at him and then she slid off into the water and he realized that the girl was merely being friendly.
He swam for a time and then he sat down on the edge of the pool and he was sitting on a hard shelf that seemed to be rock or shale, he didn't know which. He knew that they were deep into the earth, but the light in the cave was bright, really quite remarkable, because there was no visible source of light, yet the vast subterranean chambers were all filled with a soft, radiant light that made the whole area bright.
The young people who were cavorting and splashing in the pool seemed to be excellent specimens of the younger generation, obviously healthy and in good spirits. Yet he knew that they would probably be considered to be moral lepers in the society that they had turned their back on. He wished that he could adopt their rules with the same candor that seemed to work so nicely for them. But he knew that he could not.
After a while the sight of naked bodies seemed to pall and he began watching Cassie and Carol. In spite of their complete immersion in the depths of the pool he was certain that they were the prettiest girls in the commune. He probed Cassie's face and he could see the bitterness there. He could see the utter desolation that was eating her alive.
He realized that he would have to effect their escape from the valley somehow. He would have to find the vehicles that Adam and his people used on their trips to get supplies. He would have to get Cassie and Carol away from Adam's hordes of eager and ambitious sex maniacs. It would not be easy, but he would do it.
While he was resting, sitting on the rim of the pool, a blonde girl with superb breasts and a hairless pubis, sat down beside him. She was sipping a drink of some sort in a paper cup and she had brought one for him. She handed it to him and her big blue eyes were twinkling. She seemed to be smitten with him and that was hardly possible because he could not recall having seen her before and he was sure that he would have noticed her if given the chance. She was decidedly lovely and she was turning him on just being so close, so nude.
"Hi," she said, "I'm Rachel. I hoped that you would want to visit with me and talk. I brought you some lemonade. I hope you like it."
"Thank you," he said politely. He took the paper cup from her and then he took a sip of its contents. It was lemonade and delicious. He took another sip and when she lit a cigarette and gave it to him, he took that, too.
"You know," he said, looking into her eyes, "all of you people have biblical names here but I'll bet your name was not Rachel in the outside world."
She laughed softly as she shook her head. "My real name is Sharon Corwin and I will be sixteen years old in two more months. I was smoking pot and goofing it up all over the place. Then I found out about Adam and his group and when I found out that they were hung up on fucking and sucking, I was wild to join up with them. I love sucking a prick, I love getting fucked in my cunt or my asshole, no matter. I love to eat cunt or cock, either way. You'll see. I just like to enjoy all of the sensations that my body can offer me and I want my partners to enjoy all that I can do for them, too. Sounds all right, doesn't it?"
She was very close and when she touched his lips with her soft, sweet mouth, he shivered. She was whispering words in between kisses and he realized that he was suddenly so hot and turned on he was almost ill. Her hand began fondling his stiffened cock and she was all smiles and swift, hot little kisses as she explained that she was hoping that they could have lots of fun for a while. He smiled at the girl, knowing that he wanted to have fun with her. He wanted that very much indeed.
The others were all ignoring them and he found himself looking for Cassie and Carol and he was not at all surprised to find them hiding in the water. There was a soft, transparent fog swirling above the pool and he supposed that it was induced or created by the heat of the water and a slight coolness in the atmosphere that was in the cave.
The girl, Rachel, was licking his mouth and kissing him and whispering, and he was beginning to feel a strange wooziness and a fierce surge of sexual excitement. She was handling his cock, slowly jerking him off and then she bent her head and her mouth captured his shaft just as it exploded. He could feel a raw, intensely pleasurable sensation when he came. It felt like his orgasm was magnified, intensified and his pleasure increased a hundredfold. The girl lifted her head up and her lips kissed him and she was shivering.
"It's the lemonade," she said. "I put some stuff in it. We don't know what it is, but it sure does turn people on. It is made from a weed that is plentiful here. Like grass. You don't have to eat much of it to get really blasted out of your mind. And, when you come it feels like your whole body is exploding in the very nicest way. But, if I hadn't got your goodies when I did, you would have popped, finally, without even being touched. That's how wild that stuff is."
He was conscious of a feeling of drunkenness and, when the blonde girl got up onto her feet, he could see the glorious beauty of her legs and her thighs and he ached with a quick desire to glue his mouth over the tiny slit that he could see spilling its sap onto the slippery thighs. She gave him her hand and he stood and his head was spinning. He could feel a stirring, squirming sensation in his balls and his cock was so stiff and rigid it was hurting him. She kissed him on the lips again and then she led him away from the pool toward another chamber that turned out to be a small, grass-covered room. She settled down on the grass and when she tugged on his hand, trying to bring him down beside her, he let her do it.
They embraced and her kisses were hot and slippery and her tongue was in and out of his mouth and their bodies seemed to be slippery, too. She slid beneath him and her fingers guided his cock into the mouth of her puckered opening and as it slid into her depths he could feel the tightness of her sheath and he was coming with savage, thrilling surges of unbridled passion and eager agitations. She was coming, too, and her hips slammed against his thighs, her bottom rubbed against him with a swirling, eager motion and then they shivered and clung to each other while the last vestige of an exceptional orgasm ran its course and finally disappeared.
Her bottom was constantly in motion, moving back and forth on his cock while her hands were busy plucking his balls, tickling them. Then it began to get good for them again and her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, her breasts were flattened against his chest, and their mouths clung tightly, their tongues busy with each other.
She was moving and shifting like a wild thing, and his hips were moving like busy pistons. He felt himself coming, he felt the hot burning ecstasies of ejaculation, and it made no difference in their frenzied movements. As soon as orgasm died out they began working on the next one.
His feverish and ambitious plunging and rearing lost her for a time and then she guided his dripping cock into her again and it was some time before he realized that she had guided his cock into her asshole. It did not seem to matter and there came a time when they rolled and for a while she was on top and she was squirming her bottom onto his stiff prong and then his body began to shiver and quake and she clung to him, whimpering and yelping in an excess of too intense ecstasy and when it was over that time, they collapsed and flowed together like one exhausted being.
It came as a surprise to him to discover that there were others in the chamber with them. He sat up and wished that he had a cigarette. A handsome young boy who was sitting close to him had a package of cigarettes close at hand. He handed the pack to Dan and then he moved so that he could begin licking and sucking the overflowing well that was between Rachel's quivering thighs.
Dan sat up and puffed on his cigarette. Rachel was half sitting up and she was smiling, patting the boy's head as he used his nimble tongue and hungry mouth to drain her loins of their treasures.
A handsome young couple were close to Dan and they were busy with a noisy and active sixty-nine. They were both boys and while Dan watched them, he realized that they were having a very grand time, enjoying each other. Some distance away, two very pretty young girls, their crotches devoid of hair, were also involved in a sixty-nine and they seemed to be having a good time, too. The girl, Rachel, was watching him, still patting the boy's head, occasionally shivering and shuddering and spending as the boy's tongue induced new and frequent orgasms.
Dan noticed that the thin fog was in this chamber, too, but the room was warm, very much so, and it all reminded him of a steam bath, but he just didn't care that much about steam at the moment.
A young man with long blond hair and a hairless crotch moved over to sit close beside him. The young man smiled at him and he could see that the boy was very much aroused, his cock standing stiff and straight against his belly. The boy reached out to touch Dan's cock and Dan did not protest. The girl Rachel bent over so that she could kiss him and whisper words again.
"Bunny wants to suck your cock," she said. "He is very shy but the boys say that he is very good. Now, you be nice to Bunny and let him have what he wants and you will have a very nice experience."
The blond boy smiled at him again and then the handsome young face seemed to fall apart as a surge of sexual energy overwhelmed the young man. He slid his mouth down over Dan's cock and as soon as Dan felt the warm little tongue, the fierce suction on sensitive flesh, he began coming and the boy began swallowing and he was shaking violently, thrilling to a brand-new sensation.
Rachel said, "Bunny is very good. He sucks cunt or cock equally well. I guess you could say that we all do." She kissed him, smearing the wetness of her mouth all over his lips. "That stuff that was in the lemonade is great stuff. It keeps you making sap faster than you can use it up. Tonight, I know that Adam plans to have us a black mass and your friends are going to have some fun, but, no matter how busy you are now, you will still be ready and eager for more fun and games tonight."
She was kissing him again and then she began to shiver and shake and she took her mouth away. "Excuse me a moment," she said. She bent and found the young man's cock and in seconds she was swallowing Bunny's copious fruits. She licked and sucked the stiff organ until she could get nothing more from it for the time being. Then she sat up and her cavalier used his tongue and clinging mouth to send her into an orbit of her own. When she was again able to speak, she licked her lips and smiled at him.
"Bunny is delicious," she said. "You should try him. After all, he is feasting on you, why shouldn't you enjoy him, too?"
He shook his head and she laughed at him. He noticed that the two girls who had been enjoying a violent sixty-nine were apart, sitting up and smiling at each other with very ardent affection. Two young men who were close at hand went to the girls and after a short time, the girls settled down on their backs, the boys mounted them and then proceeded to fuck them with great excitement and considerable gusto. The whole business, while it lasted was entirely enthusiastic, and when it was over the girls began again with a new and liquid sixty-nine.
The young man who was earnestly trying to drain his loins succeeded and an orgasm of great magnitude and exceptional pleasure swept through him and he wondered if it would be possible for him to harvest a goodly amount of the aphrodisiac that the people of Adam's group were using.
Bunny sort of drifted away from him and then he was aware of Rachel's sweet young mouth on his lips. Her tongue was again busy in his mouth and they were suddenly so excited that their teeth began clicking and banging together and he wished that he could get his mind straightened out but that seemed to be impossible.
He put his hand down between Rachel's smooth legs and he could feel the wetness in her slit. She was shivering and writhing as the throes of a new and even greater orgasm claimed her. She shook for a long time and he could feel the wetness on her skin, he knew that she was drenched with sweat and he was, too.
He was on his back and she was astride him, and he could feel the slipperiness of her split lips against his chest. She was capturing his cock, using her tongue to thrill it, to arouse it to new and even nobler exploits. Her sleek hips and her glorious buttocks were close to his face and when she slid her bottom backward so that his eager mouth could find the delicate little organ he suddenly craved so much, she found him eager to devour her.
He could feel her mouth sliding up and down on his inflamed prong and then he was filling her eager maw with the nectar she sought. He did something with his tongue in the sweet little mouth that he was sucking and then she was drenching his tongue, flooding his throat with her own special brand of honey.
He feasted. Shamelessly, devotedly.