Chapter 4
The Anomalies Club meaning "Out-of-the-ordinary Club," was founded and run by an eccentric English millionaire, Charles Saunders.
A man who indulged in every kind of sexual perversion, he had decided that it would be in his best interests to get together a group of men and women who shared his ideas and tastes, because, in spite of his money, it had not always been easy for him to come across women — or men — with whom he could really indulge his tastes.
From the grapevine of the West End theater set with its ramifications in high places he had got to know about a dozen persons who shared some or all of his bizarre tastes, and one weekend, inviting them down to Redwood — his Surrey home — he had proposed the formation of the club. It had been agreed that membership should be restricted to a maximum of twenty members and that the founder-members would between them introduce another eight people to make up the full membership.
Paul's friend, Sir John Benson, had been one of the founder-members and at the time Paul got in touch with him membership of the Club was reduced to eighteen. So Sir John had proposed Paul for membership. At the small committee meeting held to consider Paul's application, Sir John had given a full biographical sketch of his friend, told them of his probity and integrity, and convinced them that he could be trusted as a member of their strange society. The result was that Paul had been accepted by the committee unanimously.
The Club met every month for a full weekend and each meeting was given over to the practice of one sexual perversion.
This did not mean the exclusion of straightforward sexual intercourse among members, but it had to culminate or include the particular perversion chosen for the meeting. On Paul's first visit the perversion was to be "coprolangny," relating to human excretions ...
Paul liked to indulge in a number of strange sexual perversions, but he had never conceived of the possibility of any sexual act connected with human excretions. He had to admit that he was rather alarmed when he first heard that this was to be the perversion on his first visit to Redwood.
But the more he thought about it the more he began to think that in certain circumstances and with certain cunts, especially very young ones, he might be able to get some excitement from it.
Still he arrived at Charles Saunders's house with many misgivings and only hoped that he personally would not have to indulge in the subject of the week-end's meeting.
He need not have worried. Charles Saunders was a man of wide sympathies, impeccable taste, and eccentric pursuits, but he did not imagine that everyone shared his feelings and desires. Coprolagny was not something he expected everyone to like, and the occasion had been arranged largely for those members who wanted to witness, not to take part in this fetish.
Paul met the twelve or thirteen members present, six of them being women between the ages of twenty-five and about forty-five, the others men, most of them of more mature years. He soon learned that one couple only were to indulge in coprolagny, a man of about fifty and his girl-lover, who was about twenty-five though she looked much younger.
After a champagne party, the members went to the large drawing-room where they sat round in easy chairs and on large, well-upholstered divans. Paul was talking to a striking blonde of about thirty, hoping that he would be able to spend time with her later, when Charles announced that "Victor Lestrange" and "Rita Debbs" would now perform. He said that he had used their pseudonyms as was their practice on such occasions, though Paul's friend told him that he knew all the real names of the people present as did most of the other members.
The naked Rita came forward and lay on the floor, her legs apart. And then her lover joined her, also naked and for a time knelt between her legs, playing gently with her slit as he slowly became roused and worked himself to the point where he could indulge in his strange practice.
His prick was soon erect and hard and the girl was beginning to squirm her delight as the man fondled now her cuntlips, then her breasts. As his pecker began to pulsate and throb he reached the point where he was ready to achieve the completion of his libidinous desire.
Paul was beginning to get excited himself at the scene being enacted before him, and he reached round to take the waist of the blonde in his arm. She pressed her body to him and he knew that he would be able to fuck her completely later on.
Victor now lay on the carpet and the girl sat above him, her buttocks turned to him so that he could smell her anus. He sniffed her for some time, and as he did so the girl slowly masturbated his prick. But he would be unable to come this way. It would not be until the girl defecated on him that he would finally achieve his release.
There was a sudden silence in the room, except for the heavy breathing of the man and the slight panting moans that came from the girl. Then she half rose from the man's body and, straining slightly, she suddenly released her excreta. It plopped in two or three soft sausage-like shapes on the man's face. Almost at once she bent forward and moving his prick rapidly up and down the man suddenly cried out and simultaneously ejaculated.
Paul was revolted. He could understand the desire to urinate in someone else's mouth, even to receive piss from another — something he had once done when he was under the spell of Madame Sevigny. But this was of an altogether different order. He turned away from the scene and took the girl in his arms.
Conversation suddenly buzzed through the room, and when Paul turned round, the man and girl had left the room.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen," said Charles Saunders, "We have witnessed a strange sexual perversion — perhaps the strangest we have ever seen or are likely to see at our Club. For the rest of the evening and the week-end I propose we indulge our own pet anomalies — that is if we can find the right partner or partners. Anyway I am certain that we shall all enjoy ourselves. As you know your room numbers are listed in the hall under your assumed names."
Paul turned to the girl and pushed her back on the divan, kissing her luscious lips as he did so. "This is my first time here," he whispered. "May I introduce myself. My name is Paul Snow though I have been given the pseudonym 'Ivor Mills.' But please call me Paul."
The plump but strikingly attractive blonde looked at him with open and candid blue eyes and told him that her real name was Daphne Vintner. She thought she had been given the Dseudonym Paulette. "But please call me Daphne," she said.
As they spoke, introducing themselves, a number of the members had got together, chiefly in twos and already two or three couples were undressing. Charles was lying on top of a thirty-year old brunette with strikingly attractive eyes, and Sir John, Paul's friend, was sitting with an African girl from Sierra Leone.
Paul rather liked the idea of having intercourse in front of others and began to undo the blonde's dress quite ready to go ahead there and then. But the girl seemed to have some reservations about fucking in front of onlookers, and she said that she would prefer to go to his room.
And so Paul Snow and Daphne Vintner made their way from the large drawing-room at Redwood to Paul's room on the first floor. Little did he realize what he was letting himself in for.
Daphne allowed him to undress her down to her bra and panties, girdle and stockings. Then she said that while he undressed she would have to go to her room for a minute. Paul began to undress and by the time she returned he was lying, face down, naked on the bed.
When Daphne returned she was wearing a rubber cat suit, covering her whole body except for her arms, neck and head. And in her hand she carried a long, leather whip.
Paul lay face down waiting for her to join him, but suddenly he felt the sting of the whip across his ass.
Before he could turn round or address himself to the woman he felt the whip come down on his ass again, this time with tremendous force.
Crack!
"What the hell — ?" he called out but his voice broke off as the whip cracked down across his asscheeks a third time.
He began to get up and was about to leap from the bed when the woman commanded him to stay where he was.
"Paul Snow, you remain on the bed or you will be really hurt. I shall show no mercy at all if you try to escape from my whip. Do you understand? That is what I want to do to you, as I do to all other men who desire me. You will be allowed to fuck me, if you are strong enough to undergo the punishment I have planned for you."
Paul hesitated. Then he half raised his shoulder from the bed, and no sooner had he done so than the whip crashed down on his neck and shoulder with truly devastating force.
"Aaaagggh. No, no — " he cried.
The whip now came down across his back and buttocks in a series of quick, harsh strokes that kept him virtually pinned to the bed. If he moved to otherwise. Paul was soon compelled to down even harder hitting the spot he would have moved to otherwise. Paul was soon compelled to stay where he was and take his punishment.
Crack! CRACK!! Down came the Whip time after time as the cat-suited blonde, roused to a frenzy, used the lash with all the force she could command.
Paul, now in agony, writhed on the bed, moaning and from time to time crying out in the agony of his pain. But slowly he was almost unaware of what was happening to him, and then he almost began to feel a certain enjoyment in the fact that he was submitting to the pain administered by a woman — a woman he had but met a few hours before.
He lay there as the whip continued to come down on his back feeling his big prick slowly hardening, and feeling an urgent desire to fuck the woman who had so used him.
And suddenly the whipping stopped and the woman was lying beside him on the bed, sweating and panting from her exertions.
"You can screw me now," she moaned. "You have done well, now fuck me."
He half rose, despite his pain, and looked down at the panting blonde, her eyes full of sadism and lust.
He saw for the first time that her cat suit had a zipper down one side, as well as one starting at the top of her bush and disappearing in the angle of her legs. He took the second zipper in his fingers and pulled it down to reveal, first, her bush-hair, then her hairy slit. He pulled it, opening her legs as he did so, until it stopped somewhere between the cheeks of her ass.
He got between her legs and guided his prick between the zipper into her wet and waiting cunt. Then he lowered his body onto her, feeling his chest on her tits beneath the rubber suit, his stomach pressing against her rubbered belly. It seemed to heighten his desire to have a woman clothed in a rubber garment which practically covered her whole body.
Her predatory lips came up to take his and soon her arms were clasping him to her, and then her rubber-encased legs gripped him by the waist.
His prick had sunk deep into her vagina and he felt her contractions as he moved in and out of her cunny. She gripped him with enormous force round the waist and she moved with him to his cock's rhythm, forcing her twat up to meet his downward thrusts, pulling him to her body as he reached the turning point of his motion.
He slammed his cock into her now with powerful and cruel thrusts, biting her lips and neck as he did so, gripping her buttocks through the thin rubber, feeling the almost crunch-like sound of their pelvis' as he rammed home his big stiff pecker.
"Fuck me, Paul," the powerful sadistic blonde now began to cry. "Fuck me harder. You have won the right to. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she began to scream.
He slammed his prick home with renewed energy, feeling his pulsating and throbbing dong approaching its climax. And suddenly he was sending his hot sperm deep into the rubber-encased woman, sending it into a cunt he had scarcely seen, enjoying the strange mystery of not knowing what her body was really like.
The following month the evening was given over to bestiality.
Three of the women, including the youngest member, Beryl, had volunteered to be fucked by a trained male Alsatian hound hired for the occasion.
After dinner the members of the club — the full membership of twenty on this occasion Which included a twenty-one-year-old Jamaican girl — retired to the large drawing room.
Charles said that Beryl had volunteered to be fucked by the dog and that when she had undressed and got into fucking position the dog would be introduced.
Beryl took off her clothes and stood stark-naked before the other nineteen members of the Club. She had a lovely ripe figure, well-molded breasts, narrow waist and well-developed ass and thighs, tapering to slim, almost elegant legs.
She bent down in the knee-elbow position with her sensuous asscheeks elevated to await the dog. Charles pressed a bell and within a matter of a few seconds a uniformed minder came in with a large Alsatian held on a lead. The dog came in warily and almost reluctantly, but when it was taken over to the girl and allowed to sniff at her asshole, it suddenly displayed a kind of new excitement. Pulling at the lead it tried to mount the girl, but as its cock was not yet erect the minder pulled it back and, holding it at arm's length from Beryl, he worked briefly on its dick. Within a few minutes the dog could be seen by Paul and the others near enough to have an enormous red prick jutting erect from the fur of its doggy sheath. Pulling wildly at the lead the dog almost broke loose from the minder's hold.
The man now allowed the dog to advance and it mounted the girl's back shoving its prick against her asscheeks. But the man now directed its cock into the girl's vagina, placing its forepaws carefully on her shoulders. Now the dog began to make vigorous fucking movements and its prick was soon inserted deeply into Beryl's vagina.
The minder released his hold of the lead and the dog began to pant harshly as it positioned itself more effectively between the girl's legs and began to drive its prick rapidly and even more deeply into her cunt.
As the girl felt the prick moving inside her she began to feel the development of her own hump-desire and soon she was moving her buttocks back and forth in rhythm with the dog's fucking motion.
And then the dog suddenly began to move its prick with enormous rapidity into the girl's cunt, in short, sharp jabs and within a few moments it was ejaculating its hot, whitish sperm into her body as she herself moaned with delight as she reached her climax. She wriggled her ass ecstatically as the dog kept on frigging her ...
The dog was taken out for a period and then the second girl, a young French woman of about twenty-nine prepared herself for the act of bestiality.
Instead of the knee-elbow position she lay down and took the normal sexual position for a woman: on her back with her legs wide apart, her moist, pink cuntlips exposed. When the dog was brought in it was taken over to the girl and allowed to sniff her twat-lips. Then, it was released and at once began to lick the girl's genitals. With its long tongue it licked upwards from the bottom of her crotch along her slit to the bush-hair of her pussy. Very soon the beast was panting with sexual excitement. The minder then dragged the dog forward and persuaded it to lie on the girl its prick inserted in her vagina.
The girl put her arms round the dog's neck and held it so close that their mouths almost came into contact. But the dog was mainly concerned to move it prick up and down the girl's cunthole and within a few minutes the panting animal reached its climax, sending its boiling sperm deep into her twat.
"Now is there a man here?" asked Charles Saunders "who would like to be buggered up his asshole by the dog?"
There was silence for a few minutes and then Paul stepped forward.
"In the interests of experiment and expedience," said Paul, "I am willing to undergo a dog-buggering."
"Bravo," said Charles. "May I suggest you undress and lie down, face downwards, over three of our cushions. I think we had better make use of a lubricant on your asshole!"
Paul undressed and stood before the company naked, a little surprised at his desire to be seen stark-naked, and almost getting a kick from his exhibitionism.
He was not sure what had prompted him to offer his ass for the experiment.
He felt a latent desire to be naked in front of the whole club, and he also desired to be humiliated. He recalled the humiliations he had been willing and happy to suffer under Madame Sevigny, and for a few minutes his desire to be punished had got the upper hand. But a dog ... ?
He lay across the cushions his anus up in the air. The minder came over and using a glass applicator he squeezed an antiseptic lubricant right up Paul's asshole.
The man then went to fetch the dog and, bringing it back into the room, led it to Paul. The dog sniffed at his ass and the man then began to move the dog's prick up and down, masturbating it rapidly until its enormous wet, glistening red erection jutted from its furry body. The man then positioned the dog on Paul's back and guided its prick into Paul's asshole.
Paul had felt a certain pleasure at the penetration of the applicator and at the introduction of the cold jelly-like lubricant. Now he felt the sharp jab of the dog's penis in the entrance to his asshole. Then the dog slid its cock into him and he felt the hot sting of the dog's prick deep inside him, probing his rectum rapidly and jerkily.
The dog's forepaws were on his shoulder and he could feel the animal's hot breath on his neck, the panting body moving heavily on his back as it struggled to force itself deeper into his rectum. The animal, soon panting rapidly, moved its prick ever more rapidly into his body, giving him a feeling as if a hot knife was dividing him in two. But then he began to feel a strange sense of excitement, of lustful submission to the dog, his own prick now beginning to respond by hardening rapidly as the dog approached its climax. And then, just as Paul was beginning to move his prick into the cushions in the hope of achieving an erection, the dog spurted its spunk into his rectum and he felt the hot, frothing spermatozoa shooting into his bowel.
When the dog was dragged from his asshole Paul went on shoving his prick into the cushions, oblivious or disregarding the presence of nineteen others to watch his masturbatory activity. Very soon he was shooting his load of sperm into the massed cushions in the presence of the other members of the Club.
The night ended when Charles Saunders fucked a bitch. She was an Alsatian hound and she was brought in and held firmly by the minder. Charles, naked, advanced on her from behind with his prick well-lubricated beforehand. Within a few minutes he had forced it deep into the bitch's vagina and he was soon fucking the dog vigorously. It was not long before he began to grunt his delight as he came to his climax and within another few seconds he was shooting his wad into the bitch's cunt.
The stimulation of seeing a dog fuck two women and bugger a man, and a man fuck a bitch, had roused the whole company to a pitch of sexual frenzy.
It was not surprising that when Charles invited the membership of the Club to undress and indulge in whatever orgiastic practices the various members desired, the whole assembled company was naked within a few seconds and hump-partners were rapidly chosen. Paul found himself with the French woman who had been fucked by the Alastian and he got an additional kick from feeling his pulsating prick enter her cunt that was still filled with dog-spunk. He rapidly fucked the girl and within another ten minutes he had turned to the fifty-year-old woman who had began to tickle his balls from behind during his intercourse with the French woman. She wanted him to fuck her and he readily assented when he saw that, despite her age, she had an excellent figure except for her extremely large breasts which, however, made a very strong appeal to Paul. Soon he was fucking her with his customary enthusiasm while sucking avidly at her enormous tits. He was in the middle of doing so when the African girl, putting on a black dildo, a huge rubber prick, came over and forced it into Paul's asshole. As Paul fucked the fifty-year-old, his fuck-fever now at fever pitch, the girl drove her artificial prick into his rectum with all the fervor of a man fucking a teenage girl.