Chapter 3
Just before dawn, Kimberly was mouthed at both ends by Bella Sime and Lupus.
They were back in the city now, the quiet suburban community where the ritual had been celebrated was now far distant from them.
They were in the downtown loft of Bella Sime. The loft had been renovated and redesigned for comfortable occupancy.
The loft occupied the entire top floor of a warehouse, and the space was vast, cavernous, gloomy, dwarfing.
Partitions had created rooms, one of which was Bella's boudoir.
Here it was that the three of them writhed in lust.
After the black magic ritual and the orgy ended, and the meeting broke up, Lupus left with Bella Sime.
Kimberly was Bella's little pet and prot‚g‚, and had gone with her mistress.
They had driven to the city, entered the loft, and gone to bed.
Not to sleep.
Kimberly was the delighted recipient of the loving and skilled erotic attentions of Bella and Lupus.
Kimberly was intrigued by the stranger. She knew little of him, except that Bella held him in high repute.
From some of the veiled references Bella had made, Kimberly had somehow gotten the idea that Lupus was a man to be wary of.
This only fascinated the impressionable youngster all the more.
It was a foregone conclusion that the trio would have sex.
At the orgy, Lupus had held himself aloof from the others, politely declining to participate in the orgiastic couplings.
Bella, too, had held herself apart, serving no one at the meeting.
Kimberly was excited by being the pivotal member of a threesome.
The trio shed their clothes, and Bella and Lupus bent all their attentions in stimulating the girl and bringing her to full boil.
The boudoir was spacious and modern, with overhead track lighting, cool and intimate, patterned rugs, rich furnishings.
The bed was a platform bed, oversized, with plenty of room for three.
The trio now stood at the foot of the bed ... or, rather, Kimberly stood, while Bella Sime and Lupus both knelt.
Kimberly stood between the two of them, writhing in delight.
Bella tongued her pussy, while Lupus ate her ass.
Bella stood on her knees, holding Kimberly's lean hips, her wet shining face pressing the girl's succulent crotch.
Her lips were attached to Kimberly's pussy lips. Her tongue lanced deep.
Kimberly was very tight in her slit, and her heated membranes pressed the tongue which slurped their juices and swallowed them.
Kimberly's tufted bush was damp and dark with saliva, and her pussy lips glowed warmly under the saliva covering them.
Lupus squatted behind her, clean-shaven face hugged by her bottom cheeks as his mouth ringed her quivering anus.
Her little hole was deeply dimpled and wonderfully tight.
Lupus sucked and slurped, his tongue tip rimming the hole.
Pressing the tongue tip to the hole, he entered and penetrated it.
It was hot and tight and sticky in there ... delicious.
.He worked his tongue like a tiny penis, thrusting back and forth.
Kimberly writhed from the double oral delight.
She clutched Bella's broad smooth shoulders to maintain her balance.
Kimberly tilted her head back and shivered with lust.
She climaxed heavily.
Her body tensed at orgasm, shook for half a minute, then slumped with relief.
Wet-faced and hot, Bella Sime and Lupus rose up from the floor and guided the dazed girl into the bed.
They put her on her back, moving her limbs like those of a puppet, flanking her on either side on the bed.
Kimberly was red-faced and . moaning from orgasm. Her pussy, soaked with saliva, seethed from sexual heat.
Bella crawled up the bed on her hands and knees, heavy breasts swaying.
She moved to Kimberly's head and then she squatted facing the feet of the girl, planting her knees in the mattress on either side of Kimberly's head.
Kimberly's eyes were closed to glinting slits.
Lupus took hold of her slender ankles and spread her legs wide apart.
He had a good strong body, compactly muscled, pale, lightly-haired, except for under his arms and his dark pubic bush.
His oversized member, stiff and swollen, stood out from his hips, at an angle.
He climbed on the bed and knelt between Kimberly's spread legs.
His legs were folded under him, and his cock jutted upward.
He took hold of her hips and pulled her down to him on the bed, tilting her hips to the proper angle of penetration.
Taking hold of his cock, he pressed it to her hot wet slit.
Kimberly moaned as her pussy was rubbed by the ball of the swollen cock head.
He pried open the slit and stuffed in his cock head.
Nerves flickered and flexed in his swollen red face.
He whistled for breath as he lurched his member deep into her honey-pot.
A few stabbing thrusts, and the cock was taken deep inside her.
He lifted her legs and wrapped them around his middle.
Kimberly crossed her ankles at his back, locking her legs around him.
Bella now moved her pussy over Kimberly's upturned face.
Smiling down, Bella fingered her thick-lipped pussy to get it good and hot and juicy for the mouth that awaited.
She lowered her pussy down on the open, accepting mouth.
Labia pressed the lips of Kimberly's mouth.
The lower half of Kimberly's face, her mouth, was engulfed by a heated wet mass of slippery membranes, thick labia, tufted fleecy bush.
Kimberly licked the pussy lips, polishing them with her tongue.
Bella rested her hands on her hips and rocked back and forth, rubbing her pussy against Kimberly's mouth, smearing juices on the face of the girl.
Lupus kept his cock planted deep, and thrust hard, with short thick strokes.
In the position in which he held Kimberly, with a pillow cushioning her ass and raising her hips, he could reach up to her breasts.
Her breasts were quite literally pear-shaped, with pink nipples, soft to the touch at first, then hard when they became stiffly erect.
Lupus reached across her belly to toy with her breasts.
He pinched a stiff nipple, rolling it between his fingertips.
Each time he tweaked her nipples, her pussy convulsively squeezed his cock.
Bella rocked and rode the hot loving mouth of the youngster.
Kimberly's face was red and wet and smeared from the forehead to the chin.
That was good thanks to the hot, hard-breathing action of the orgy, most of the girl's silly make-up had been rubbed or smeared away.
With it off, she looked more the way she should as a lovely, not overly bright, sleekly exquisite little bitch.
Of course, now he could see little of her face, since it disappeared above the neck to be hidden by Bella's crotch grinding against it.
His own member seethed hot and red as he pumped into her, and he knew that a few more strokes would find him coming.
He threw those few more strokes into her, and came.
His cock surged, spitting a mass of semen into her slit.
Bella rode harder and faster on Kimberly's face and mouth, urging her to greater efforts. Kimberly Hailed the clitoris with her tongue.
As Lupus was coming in spurting gushes, Bella reached her own climax.
As she came, she sat up straight on Kimberly's face.
Bella's strong legs were folded under her, doubled, her thighs hugging Kimberly's face and her bottom pressing the forehead of the girl.
Her pussy pressed against the mouth of Kimberly, forming a seal of flesh.
As she came, Bella roughly ground her flesh against Kimberly's mouth, for an instant smothering Kimberly in climaxing pussy flesh.
Bella hugged herself, arms crossing her chests, breasts plumping up over the forearms and jutting out, stiff nipples throbbing.
Lupus shuddered as the last drops of his come oozed into Kimberly ...
This would be done in broad daylight ...
Two days and two nights had passed since the black magic orgy.
In that time, Kimberly had been fucked, sucked, sexually stimulated and then utterly satisfied more times than she could count.
She had been taken and made love to by
Lupus and Bella, singly and together, in a variety of combinations and variations.
It had all been hot and sweet, without pain, only pleasure.
Potent drugs were administered to Kimberly, drugs which altered her senses, which slowed down time.
Drugs which expanded all her body feelings, so that a caress could send her quivering to the brink of a climax.
Drugs which made time slow down, so that a thirty-second orgasm seemed to stretch on indefinitely,, forever ...
Kimberly was slightly, subtly deranged by the combination of drugs and sex, so that her normal wariness and sense of reality were distorted.
Thus prepared, she was ready for the next step.
To carry out that phase was the reason why the dark blue van was parked close to the campus grounds of a local university.
It was the middle of the afternoon, about three o'clock of a weekday, a day when school was in session.
The van was not on the campus proper. To enter, it would first have to register with the guards at the main gate.
Instead, it was parked just off the campus, in a residential section of old three-story houses where various frats and sororities and dorms were.
Some dorms were on campus, but they were grim, austere rooms, and those students who could afford it-rather, whose parents could afford it lived off-campus in the more comfortable and spacious lodgings.
It was a frigid day. The sky was bright blue and cloudless, and seemed brittle from the cold, ready to shatter.
The van's engine was kept running. Exhaust trailed thinly from the tail pipe.
In the cab of the van sat Lupus, Bella, and Kimberly.
Lupus wore a woolen cap, thick insulated jacket, jeans, boots.
Bella wore a thick scarf wrapped around her head babushka style, covering most of her hair, its ends knotted under her chin.
She wore a heavy leather jacket, thick black sweater, ski pants, shoes.
Kimberly looked less like a punk-rock zany and more like the lovely young miss she was, now that she had cleaned up her act.
Her bizarre spiky hair style had been combed out and restyled. Her hair was short and fine and fluffy and cut close.
It was a kind of boyish cut, but she had the fine-boned, delicate face to get away with it.
Gone was the dramatic, showy, ghoulish make-up, the earrings with the skull and crossbones, the leather and badges and chains.
Kimberly now dressed conventionally in a quilted ski jacket, sweater, tight designer jeans, boots.
She seemed anxious.
"Are you sure you can handle this kind of action?" Lupus asked her.
"Huh? Sure I can!" she said.
"She's just a bit anxious," Bella soothed. "Kimberly has never done anything like this before!"
She took hold of one of Kimberly's hands in her own, patted it, stroked it.
Kimberly chewed her lip.
She began, "I know I can do it, but ... "
"But what?" Lupus asked.
"But I don't understand why it has to be Lydia!"
Bella and Lupus exchanged significant glances.
"We've already been over that before, Kimberly," Bella said. "In order to be a fully initiated member of our group, you must be totally committed!"
"Oh, I am!. You know that!"
"Yes, dear, of course I know it. But I am only one of the lower lights in the group. You must prove yourself to the higher-ups."
During the last few days, time that they had spent almost exclusively with Kimberly, working on her with drugs and sex, as well as with the most subtle and devious brainwashing, they had programmed her for today.
Lupus was the agent, so Bella said to Kimberly, of one of the most powerful occult organizations in the country in the world.
Entrance to this group, a group so secret that it had no name, was restricted only to the worthiest candidates.
The requirements were simple the prospective members must be amoral, cunning, ruthless, and unbounded by the chains of conventional morality.
"Oh, I'm all of that!" Kimberly had assured Bella and Lupus.
She burned with eagerness to become a member of this shadowy group, an elite inner circle of movers and shakers.
Once a candidate became a member, all doors were opened to him or her.
The fruits of success would drop right into the hands of the members of this group, whose officers were among the most powerful persons in the country.
But, to prove worthiness for membership, a candidate had to demonstrate total committment, with an act from which there was no turning back.
Slaves for sin were always in demand by the group. If Kimberly should assist in furnishing such a slave, her admission to the group was a certainty.
But there was an additional catch the stolen slave could not be a cultist, but must be a civilian, totally unknowing of the occult realms.
And Bella and Lupus had picked the perfect slave recruit.
Kimberly had attended this very college, earlier in the year, but that wayward girl had let her studies slide and dropped out.
Bella and Lupus insinuated the idea of abducting Kimberly's roommate from school, a young sophomore named Lydia.
The two artful plotters had contrived subtly, so that Kimberly, already confused by drugs and sexual delight, fancied she had originated the idea.
Kimberly had qualms about going through with the act.
But Bella and Lupus worked on erasing her doubts, reminding her that such folk as they did not heed the slave-like morality of the herd.
They would do as they desired, not as society commanded.
Kimberly would in effect be the judas goat, leading her former friend into slavery, in order to gain admittance to the cult.
Bella and Lupus assured Kimberly that
Lydia would not be really harmed, and kept only for a day or two, to serve as a sex slave.
Besides, hadn't Kimberly admitted to Bella that she lusted after Lydia? And wasn't Lydia a high-minded moral type?
Kimberly would never possess herself of the charms of Lydia, unless she did as Bella and Lupus suggested, and delivered Lydia to the cult.
Such, at least, were the stories that Bella and Lupus had influenced Kimberly with, which she held to be gospel truth.
"Better hurry and make up your mind what you're going to do. Kimberly," Lupus said, consulting his wristwatch.
"Your ex-roomie's class gets out any minute now, and she'll be coming right this way, if what you told us is true.
"You better decide one way or the other, Kimberly!"
Kimberly reached a decision.
"Okay," she announced, "okay, I'll do it!"