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Black and Dark Room 
by Obmuj (address withheld)

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A very special club where anything goes. (MF, orgy, nc)

***

Her footsteps were pensive as she walked down the steps 
from the midtown post office. Each step down to the 
sidewalk she took created fearfulness as to her intent 
in obtaining the P O Box. 

How do I know the type of letter I'll receive? Perhaps 
the people who will be mailing them to me will be sick 
psycho individuals who will want to harm or even kill 
me? For a woman who, at 27, held an ideal mid-level 
management position with a national corporation, Penny 
Rossman was single and not into the social scene.

That Penny didn't date wasn't because she didn't wish 
to have a relationship of some type with a man, or even 
friends she could enjoy a dinner with, or sip cocktails 
once a week or so. Standing around five-six, and 
weighing a hundred and fifteen pounds, with wavy dark-
brown hair that she kept cut shoulder length, Penny was 
an attractive looking woman. 

Her shape was not as she would like as her hips were 
thirty-five inches around, and her waist nearly twenty-
one inches, but taunt from her working out at the YWCA. 
Penny thought about her breast being only 34A and 
wondered if she should keep her appointment with the 
plastic surgeon to have the breast implants inserted?

Tomorrow she had scheduled the start of a week's 
vacation and to have the implants inserted and the 
remainder of the week to heel from the operation. The 
doctor had briefed her thoroughly on what to expect and 
how she would feel and look from the operation, 
especially how she would be bruised. Penny researched 
about the operation before making her appointment, and 
one article told about the bruising.

What surprised her most were the doctor's instructions 
to purchase the 38C bra, she would need after the 
implants were in place? You will be bound around your 
breast, wearing the bra. After two days she was told 
she would return to the doctors office and the binding 
would be removed, along with her bra, and she would see 
how successful the operation had been.

Looking at her watch, Penny thought to herself, it is 
half past noon and if I'm going to have lunch I should 
hurry along. The small deli, two doors from her office 
building were jammed when she entered. Joining the line 
of people waiting to put in their order, Penny found 
she was standing behind her boss. "Hello, Mr. Thomas, 
just now having lunch," Penny asked in reply to his 
greeting?

While waiting in line to order, Mr. Thomas asked, 
"Going anyplace special on your vacation next week 
Penny?" He had wondered why Penny wasn't married or at 
least dating as she was attractive and her personality 
was perfect. A few of the single guys had hinted to her 
about having a date, but as far as he knew she had only 
joined them for cocktails after work.

"No place special, just going for a make over," Penny 
answered as she laughed at her comment. Looking into 
Mr. Thomas' face, through her dark sunglasses, Penny 
saw he was studying her breast. Penny had always worn 
loose-fitting tops, so no one really knew what her 
breasts were like. After my operation I'm going to 
start wearing my blouses and sweaters a little smaller 
until I feel comfortable enough to wear tight ones to 
show off my new breast, she thought to herself.

"Why don't you join me and we will have lunch together 
Mr. Thomas asked Penny?"

Smiling, Penny accepted his invitation and commented, 
"I've worked for you three years and I'm finally having 
lunch with you." Then Penny laughingly added, "If 
anyone else in the department sees us eating together 
the rumors will fly."

Laughing at Penny's comments he replied, "Perhaps we 
should give them something to gossip about and start 
dating."

Over lunch of corn beef on a Kaiser roll, and a side of 
macaroni salad, Penny found speaking with her boss 
extremely pleasant. This was the first she knew he was 
divorced and was going to be forty-two on his next 
birthday. Before they realized it, they found it was 
nearly one-thirty. "Well Penny, I guess we'll certainly 
give the gossip mongrels something to chatter about, 
now that were late returning from lunch."

Around ten till five that afternoon, Penny was closing 
the safe in her office after placing the confidential 
project papers she was working on inside the safe, when 
her phone rang. No, she thought, I don't need to have 
someone wanting info when it is time to leave, and I'm 
starting my new life.

"Hello, this is Ms Rossman, may I help you?"

"Penny, this is Mark, ugh Mr. Thomas, I was wondering 
if you would enjoy having a quick cocktail with me 
while you brief me on the project you're completing?"

Penny was shocked by the call, but realized Mr. Thomas 
did need to hear of her progress on the electronic 
transfer project before taking the next week off. "Yes, 
why don't I meet you in the lobby downstairs in about 
fifteen minutes?"

After the telephone call, Penny checked her desk and 
made sure it was locked, and again checked the safe to 
ensure it was also locked. Entering the ladies room, 
Penny checked her makeup, applied dashes of White 
Diamonds, fluffed her wavy hair, and walked to the 
elevator. When it arrived, it was jammed with other 
company employees.

Stepping from the elevator, she spotted Mr. Thomas and 
walked toward where he was standing. Together they 
walked from the building and cut across the street 
through the stopped traffic. They walked to the corner 
where a Scottish Pub was located and was popular with 
the local office workers. Penny had meet fellow male 
and female workers here a few times and knew that she 
and Mr. Thomas would be seen together.

Inside, they found a small table with even smaller 
stools, Penny thought, and they sat down and in a few 
minutes had cocktails in front of them. Looking around, 
Penny saw they were being watched and she was sure the 
rumors would fly tomorrow around the company. "If only 
they were true, "Penny spoke to her inner self.

After a couple of hours, they went their separate ways, 
but not before Mr. Thomas told her to call him Mark, 
and he asked her if she would like to go to a play some 
evening?

After entering her apartment and fixing her a light 
dinner, Penny picked up the magazine that had prompted 
her to obtain a P O Box. Walking to the bathroom, she 
disrobed and drew a bath of hot water, then climbed 
into the tub and sat down. Opening a bottle of bath 
oil, she poured a few drops into the water. 

Penny picked up the magazine and leaned back in the tub 
and commenced reading the ads she had circled over the 
past month. Reading the ads created mixed emotions 
within the twenty-seven-year-old, and she wasn't 
certain if she could write a letter for a way to meet 
some man. Two ads had struck her attention, but the 
third ad created a sense of adventure as she read all 
three.

"Want to meet an attractive lady, 25-30, for theater, 
dinner, and future it things work out, writes to Your 
Prince," the ad stated and gave an ad number and where 
to send a reply.

"Desire to meet a pretty lady with lots of smiles, 22-
35, for evenings out and weekends away from the city. 
I'm a div/cau/male, 38, professional male," this ad 
contained the information on how to respond.

The third ad caught Penny with wonder as to what the 
person would be like who would write an ad requesting a 
single woman, with no attachments, for intimate 
pleasures of the unknown.

"Adventure awaits you within dark boundaries and hidden 
passions if you are single and 20-30 y/o, virgin 
especially desired, and have no hangups and willing to 
submit to long term romantic intimate pleasures to the 
highest levels," reply to ad BD35980.

Picking up her stationary box from the stand next to 
the tub, Penny decided to answer all three of the ads. 
After writing her comments for the third ad, she 
wondered how many virgins there were like her in the 
age category. Are there really many of us?

Stepping from the bath, she wrapped a towel around her 
body and carried the letters to her hall desk where she 
retrieved stamps from a drawer and attached them to the 
envelopes. Leaving them on the desk, she walked to the 
kitchen and fixed herself a small salad.

After eating, Penny got into bed and watched TV for a 
while, but she could not stay focused on the program as 
she wondered about her operation the next day. What 
will I look like with large 38C breast she wondered? 
Rising from the bed she walked over to the large double 
sliding mirrored doors on her closet and looked at her 
body nude. Her mind could not quite comprehend the idea 
of her breast being so much fuller and large when 
looking at her current size.

Finally Penny returned to bed and after several minutes 
she fell asleep with the TV still playing. The next 
morning Penny awoke as the morning news was on and 
looking at her clock saw it was 6:15 in the morning. 
Getting up from her bed, she walked into the bathroom 
and decided she should take a quick shower as she 
wouldn't be able to do so for at least three or four 
days.

By nine o'clock, Penny was under the anesthesia and her 
operation was under way for her implants. Penny was 
brought to a semiconscious state after her implants 
were in place by the doctor and nurse. Her mind wasn't 
able to fully understand all that she was being told, 
but they advised her she did fine and they would let 
her sleep for an hour or so until she was more awake.

After taking a taxi home from the doctor's clinic, 
Penny walked into her bedroom, undressed and looked in 
the mirror at her gauze wrapped breast. "Oh, they seem 
so large, perhaps I should have gotten 36C size," she 
said to herself.

Two days later the wrapping was removed from her chest, 
her bra removed, and she was standing in front of a 
mirror in her doctor's office looking at her new 
figure. The bruises were dark and some even reddish, 
but her full cupped breasts were beautiful. "Dr. 
Conner, they look, looks like, well, just wonderful."

"In a few days more and the bruising will be gone. Next 
Monday, stop by after you get off work and let me check 
you once more," Dr. Conner told Penny. "By the way, 
Miss Rossman, you will need to have a check up after a 
month and again at six months, just so I can see 
everything went well."

Leaving the doctor's office, Penny went shopping and 
bought herself several new blouses and sweaters. Some 
of the shell tops and other T-shirt style tops she 
purchased with an extra amount of cleavage showing when 
she tried them on. In the dressing room, Penny was 
surprised to find that most of the bruising had already 
disappeared.

Arriving home, she picked out one outfit and decided to 
have a cocktail at a small trendy restaurant and bar 
one street over from where she lived. Penny thought 
that no one would recognize her in this bar as she 
entered. Walking to a vacant stool at the piano bar, 
Penny sat down and ordered a pina colada, with 
pineapple blended with the mix.

"Hello, what would the fine lady like to hear this 
evening," the piano player asked Penny as he took in 
the swelling of her breast?

"Tangerine, is one of my favorites tunes," Penny 
replied.

Smiling at her, the piano player told her, "I'm Rex, 
and that is also one of my favorites," He told her as 
he commenced playing her request. After playing for 
another twenty minutes, Rex announced, "I'm going to 
take a short break, so don't anyone leave, especially 
the pretty lady who likes Tangerine."

Rex walked away from the piano bar, but returned in 
about five minutes and stopped next to where Penny was 
seated. For the remainder of his break, Rex spoke to 
Penny about music and what she did work wise. The total 
time he was standing next to her, Penny knew he was 
looking at her breast. Yes, they certainly draw 
attention to me, and that is what I wanted, Penny 
thought to herself when she watched not only Rex, but 
other men looking at her.

When Penny returned to work, the stares she received as 
she walked down the hallway to her office, especially 
as she walked through the open area of the department 
before reaching the hallway that led to the individual 
executive offices.

Within five minutes of setting down at her desk, after 
retrieving her project file from the safe, her phone 
rang, "Yes, this is Ms Rossman, may I help you?"

"Yes, this is Mark, can we have lunch together, and we 
can discuss some changes you need to review for your 
project."

Over lunch, Penny found Mark was constantly staring at 
her breast. Finally she asked him, "Mark, do you agree 
or disagree with what I'm wearing?"

"Penny, I've never seen you so revealing, that isn't 
the right word, but your shape I'm seeing for the first 
time, I guess, so I'm lost to what I should say." Then 
Mark added, "But you're attractive to see, that I can 
say Penny, and I agree with what you have on."

Three weeks passed before the letters she sent were 
answered. The first letter had the man's photograph 
inside and he was a meek looking balding man with an 
almost lost look about him.

When the second response arrived, it was from the ad 
with the adventures await comments and the man in the 
enclosed photograph was wearing levis, with no shirt, 
and a white cowboy hat on his head of what looked to be 
blonde hair. He wrote a two-page letter that explained 
that he was six feet-four inches tall, weighed one-
hundred and eighty pounds, and liked to work out 
lightly twice a week.

Penny looked at the muscles in his arms and those 
across his stomach gave her untold sexual thoughts of 
them being together. The letter was written as if he 
was going to take her to an exotic lounge, where he and 
other men and women would treat her as if she was their 
queen.

Picking up the phone, Penny nervously dialed the number 
the writer had included in his letter. When a voice 
answered her call, Penny about hung up. A strong male 
image came across the telephone lines as she heard him 
say, "Yes, this is Chris, whose calling please?"

"I'm the person who wrote you and you answered my 
letter, I'm Penny," and with that Penny found herself 
speaking with a strange man for the next two hours. Not 
once did he ask her last name, phone number or where 
she resided and she became comfortable with a strange 
man on the telephone, telling him all kind of family 
history about herself.

"Oh, no Chris, I've never written to an ad until I did 
yours, in fact I'm a virgin... I mean, I..." Penny 
caught herself telling a stranger she had never had sex 
before.

"That is nice, and Penny, I believe we should meet for 
cocktails and dinner Friday evening, if that is ok with 
your schedule."

During the next ten minutes of conversation together 
they made arrangements for meeting Friday evening after 
work. The restaurant he recommended Penny knew was very 
expensive and she suggested they meet around eight, so 
she could rush home, and change into more appropriate 
clothing for the restaurant where they would dine.

All day Friday, Penny was nervous and her day dragged 
on until it was five o'clock. Rushing from the office, 
she grabbed a taxi home in order to have more time to 
dress for her first date in many years. What will he be 
like, will he want to take me home, to his place, Penny 
wondered as she showered and washed her hair. Looking 
at her nails, she was glad she had taken time at lunch 
to have them done. Especially the fact she had her toe 
nails painted to match those on her fingers.

Looking through her new clothes she selected a 
brilliant red dress that was a halter style, with the 
back open to her waistline. The front of the dress 
draped across her now 38C breast, and she found it 
flipped open to reveal her nipples if she moved in a 
specific way. Looking in the mirrors, she noted that 
the top of her panty hose showed below the waistline in 
the back of the dress. Removing her panty hose, Penny 
put on the lace top thigh highs she had purchased to 
wear with another dress, but tonight she needed them 
with the dress she was wearing.

Penny thought for a second and decided not to wear any 
panties under her dress. This would be the first time 
in her life, and she would be nude under her dress. 
Never before she thought, had I went without a bra and 
panty. Have I gone insane, and Penny asked herself?

Leaving the apartment building, and the doorman got her 
a taxi, she checked her watch and found it was quarter 
till eight. Arriving at La Musique Restaurer, the most 
exclusive French restaurant in the city, Penny was not 
ready for the valet when he opened her door. As she 
moved from the taxi, she knew that when she swung her 
legs from the taxi and stepped down, her dress had 
moved up her legs enough for her pubic area to be 
visible. In addition leaning forward at the same time 
allowed her dress to fall away and there could be no 
doubt that her left breast was completely exposed.

Entering the restaurant, Penny was greeted by the 
Maitre 'd, who asked if she had a reservation? "No, I'm 
meeting someone and I believe he has reservation, so 
I'll check the bar, thank you." The last two words were 
spoken with sarcasm in her voice as she noted he was 
questioning a single woman entering the establishment 
by herself.

Entering the lounge, Penny immediately spotted Chris, 
and he looked so much different from the other men in 
the lounge. His large physique was overpowering from 
any man she had ever met. Approaching him, Penny 
focused her attention on his face, especially his eyes, 
as he still hadn't determined she was the woman he 
waited for. Strolling slightly past him, Penny turned 
and asked, "Excuse me, but are you Chris?"

Penny watched his eyes travel quickly from her hair to 
her feet and back again before he responded to her 
inquiry. "What a surprise, yes, I'm Chris, and you're 
Penny, right?"

"Your stunning, you look like the perfection all men 
want in a woman, and your dress of choice is perfect," 
Chris spoke as he helped up onto the bar stool.

Penny happened to glance toward the lounge entrance and 
noted the maitre 'd staring at her. "Chris, the maitre 
'd was rude to me when I entered the restaurant and 
now, if you look, you will find he is looking coldly 
toward me even now."

Looking in the direction his date for dinner told him, 
Chris noted that Penny was correct. "The owner of this 
restaurant is a personal friend of mine and I will take 
care of this immediately."

"Bartender, please give the young lady the same as I'm 
having and would you please get Mr. Steinburg on the 
phone for me." Within moments Chris was explaining the 
rudeness of his employee toward Penny. "Fine, that 
would be excellent, and yes we are at the bar and would 
love for you to join us for a cocktail."

Within a few minutes' Penny saw a very distinguished 
looking man walking with another man dressed in the 
same suit as the maitre 'd. Chris spoke in a soft 
voice, watch the door, and that is Sol Steinburg, the 
owner, and your menace are about to become somewhat 
unemployed. Penny watched in amazement as she saw the 
man, who was rude to her, turn red in the face, and 
walk away in a look of despair.

Never in her life could Penny believed what she had 
just observed, and she saw the owner approaching where 
she and Chris were seated. "Hello Sol, how are you 
tonight," Chris said as he reached out and shook hands 
with the attractive older man.

"Fine, especially in the presence of such a charming 
and lovely lady, and may I offer my apologizes for any 
rudeness you received." Then Sol went on to tell Penny 
and Chris, "I just demoted him to back up maitre 'd, 
which will cost him a considerable amount of money."

"Chris, how about we move to my personal table in the 
restaurant and I will accept your offer to share dinner 
with you, and I'll even buy if I my set next to this 
pretty thing." Without any words being spoken, Penny 
found a waiter appeared and placed their drinks on a 
tray and walked toward the restaurant. Sol spoke to the 
bartender saying, "Take a fifty out of the cash drawer 
for being such an observant employee, Ted."

The table they walked to was a round booth in the 
center of the wall on one side of the restaurant. Penny 
could see that the table allowed anyone in it to see 
the complete dinning area, and also she knew, they 
could view whoever was seated in the elaborately 
finished leather and tapestry upholstery covering the 
booth.

For the next few minutes the three of them spoke in 
general and got to know each other in a short time 
period. Sol, looked at Penny and Chris and asked if he 
could order for them, "What say I get the meal fit for 
a king, queen and me your lowly prince," he laughingly 
asked?

The captain came to the table and Sol spoke to him in 
perfect and flawless French. Penny could make out a few 
words and understand they would be having lobster 
bisque, a house special she had heard cost seventy-five 
dollars a bowl. The meal would be a fowl dish with 
imported truffles, served over wild rice from Africa. 
The wine was to be from bin Number 1.

As they enjoyed the bisque, Penny soon found Chris had 
moved his hand onto her leg, which the dress had fallen 
away from and left her stocking clad leg to his 
immediate access, unless she curtailed his exploration. 
No, she thought, I want adventure and tonight is to be 
that way, one 100 percent all the way, Penny decided. 
In fact she had wondered if tonight she would 
experience sex for her first time as she showered and 
dressed? How do I go about letting myself be free 
enough for a man to finally enter my twenty-seven-year-
old body?

Before long, Penny thought to herself, Chris' hand will 
pass the lace tops of my hose and find my own lace that 
covers my femininity. What should I do when the first 
man ever, touches my sex?

To her surprise, she heard Chris tell Sol, "This woman 
has wonderful legs, unlike any I have ever touched, and 
you should find out for yourself."

As Penny was trying to fathom why her date would invite 
another man to touch her, she felt Sol's hand move onto 
her right leg. The results to Penny were unbelievable 
as she felt both men move their hands upward on her 
legs and their fingers reached her pubes at the exact 
same instance.

Not certain what she should do, Penny simply eased her 
legs apart so both hands could find her wetness. "Oh, 
that is . . .," Penny said but could not finish the 
description of her feelings as a man's hand touched her 
between her legs for the first time.

"Penny, enjoy the feeling, Chris has told me you are 
still a virgin at twenty-seven, and perhaps tonight 
someone will fulfill a dream of their own and make you 
a woman," Sol expressed.

"Chris, you told him, I mean you told him I was still a 
virgin," Penny asked in a husked manner?

Looking at the pretty woman, Chris replied, "Yes, 
Penny, this has been different from what I planned for 
the evening, but Sol will likely join us in the "Black 
and Dark Room" later."

Over dinner, which was unlike any meal Penny could ever 
imagine. They spoke of her life and theirs. Penny was 
impressed that Sol came from poor Jewish parents and he 
had started out in the food industry by having a hotdog 
stand on Fifth Avenue twenty year's previously.

Sol leaned toward Penny and he told her, "While waiting 
between customers at the steam table stand, I would 
read, and for some reason, I started reading French, by 
using a translation book word by word, from French to 
English."

When Penny was asked by Chris if she was ready to enjoy 
the night in a very unconventional way, she asked him 
what that meant.

"Sol and I belong to a club, a very private club, and 
once you enter the place, you will be surrounded by 
complete darkness, unable to see anyone or anything 
that is going on," Chris stated.

"Yes, Penny, I would certainly enjoy being a part of 
your evening in the club, if you and Chris agree, 
especially if you agree," Sol said as his fingers 
entered the opening of her sex. Even Chris had not 
touched her that intimately all evening.

Uncertain what to say, Penny asked, "Will I be hurt or 
mistreated in anyway in the room, and does this include 
sex?"

Chris smiled at her and replied, "Sex, yes, but only if 
you allow it to happen."

They enjoyed wine after the meal and then Chris 
suggested they take a cab to the club. "No, my limo is 
outside, and we will take it and the driver can wait."

Penny became somewhat fearful of an unknown factor as 
she walked on the arm of each man as they left the 
restaurant. She had glimpsed at the tab as Sol 
initialed it, and noted it was for twelve-hundred 
dollars. Yet her feet let her be escorted by the two 
men and when she was outside and saw the dark limo 
waiting on them, with the driver holding the door as 
they exited the restaurant. Penny knew that someone 
working for Sol had called and told Sol's chauffeur 
that he was leaving and he should be ready when he 
arrived at his limo.

Penny was having trouble comprehending the money and 
powers her date Chris and his friend Sol, had. Entering 
the limo first, Penny made certain to keep her legs 
together as a way to tease the two men. Her dress top 
she knew allowed them to view her breast.

In the limo Penny soon found herself the object of 
desires as both men were kissing her and running their 
hands down her dress top and up under her dress, where 
she had her legs forced open by the men's grips. 
Arriving at the private club, she noted it only had a 
brass plaque embossed with the numbers, 2332. A door 
exited the recessed door in the front of the building 
and allowed them to pass through. He didn't spoke not 
did Chris nor Sol. My god, what do these men do that 
they can demand such respect, Penny wondered?

They entered a room that was completely lit in red. An 
exceptionally attractive blonde stood behind a counter 
and smiled but did not speak. Handing them a large gold 
key, she opened a door by pushing a button by the key 
holder.

The door opened and the light inside was the most 
intense blue light Penny had ever seen. Chris used the 
key to open a door with the number 25 on it, then 
informed Penny, "We will undress here."

Sol moved to Penny and asked, "Would you like Chris to 
undress you?"

Knowing she was about to become nude in front of two 
men, and if she continued, would be having sex in most 
likely a short time. Penny spoke in a whisper, "No, 
both of you undress me, this is for both of you."

Within moments, Penny had her dress pulled over her 
head, and both Chris and Sol kneeled down and removed 
her heels and then rolled her stockings down and off 
her legs. For the first time ever, a man, no two men, 
is viewing my body. What do they see, is they happy 
with me, Penny wondered?

"Your perfect, and your breast are truly wonderful and 
your nipples so sharp and pointed," Chris spoke to her. 
"Hell, I've never saw nipples that weren't blunt on the 
end, never coming to a point like a sharpened pencil, " 
Sol remarked.

As they were standing together, another couple entered 
the room. Looking at them, Penny thought they seemed 
different enough in age to be father and daughter. The 
girl appeared to be around sixteen or so, and the man 
was certainly in his early forties.

"Hello Sol, Chris, I see you have a lovely lady with 
you tonight," the man spoke with a slight English 
accent.

"Mr. Ambassador, I note you also have a lovely 
companion with you this evening," Chris replied.

The man is an ambassador Penny thought to herself. I 
wonder who the girl is and if it is his daughter ran 
through her mind as she was introduced. "Penny, this is 
Ambassador St. George, and the young lady I do not 
know," Chris stated.

"This is Pamela, my daughter, and we are about to 
celebrate her seventeenth birthday."

Penny was unable to do more than shake hands as she 
realized the young girl was the daughter of the man, 
and evidently they were planning on having sex 
together. That he could say it was his daughter, and 
underage, and he was about to commit incest didn't seem 
to worry the Ambassador. What have I gotten myself 
into, Penny wondered? Yet I want to be liberal, but is 
this how the world really is and I've never known until 
now?

Penny stood in awe as the young girl allowed her father 
to undress her, and when he removed her sweater and 
skirt, he saw she was wearing an expensive matching bra 
and panty set. They were French, and she had seemed 
some similar when she purchased her own new clothing. 
The bra was around $175 and the panties were $200 and 
were imported silk and Parisian lace from Paris.

As Penny studied the young girl and her father, Chris 
and Sol each took one of her hands in theirs. "Penny, 
we are about to enter the dark room, so hold onto our 
hands tightly, and we will start a delightful night for 
you," Chris told her softly.

Then Chris parted some opened a door, and he and Sol 
lead the lovely twenty-seven-year-old into a dark room. 
After pulling the door shut, Chris informed Penny that 
they were in the small outer room and when the enter 
the next door they would be in the social room of the 
club. Then she felt herself being led through another 
door and the sound of people in what Penny knew had to 
be acts of passion, reached her ears.

Moans of women asking someone to be gentle she could 
hear over and over. Other voices were male and they 
were grunts, and not words but only guttural consonants 
coming from the back of men's mouths or throats. The 
sounds were also of women asking someone, "Stop, oh no 
more, not there." A few screams were sharp and lasted 
only a moment, while others were drawn out in a shrill 
scream like manner.

At one point, Penny found herself being laid down on 
what was assuredly satin sheets covering mattresses. 
The floor of the room was covered with pillow top 
mattresses and as she rested on one, Chris told her she 
was about to become a woman.

Penny had seen both Chris and Sol nude and she knew 
that Chris was exceptional large in his manhood. Even 
Sol, she had observed when they undress in the outer 
room where they placed their clothes in the locker, was 
large. Whereas the Ambassador was, what she thought was 
likely average size when one judged a man's penis for 
size.

With only seconds passing as she was lying on the 
mattress, Penny felt Chris kissing her breast and she 
knew that Sol was also. To her surprise, she felt Chris 
move on top of her without any additional foreplay. 
Hearing Chris' whisper to her, Penny's body froze, "You 
are about to have sex for the first time, so scream out 
as loud as you want when I rip your virginity from 
you."

Sol also heard what Chris said, and added, "Her those 
sounds of hurt, like a short scream, and a few asking 
someone to wait, that is a woman or girl losing her 
cherry."

Penny felt someone lay down next to her and as she 
listened heard what evidently meant that the Ambassador 
and his daughter must be lying next to her. As she lay 
under Chris, Penny could feel Sol nursing her right 
breast and he was biting gently at her nipple.

Then the true realization of what she was doing became 
real from the cry issued by the seventeen-year-old girl 
next to her. The fate awaiting her became real and 
without doubt, when she heard the daughter of the 
Ambassador cry out, "Daddy, stop daddy, it hurts! I 
don't want this, arwgh! No more! Take it out! No 
daddy!"

After a brief moment of hearing the girl scream out, 
and then become quite with the exception of sobbing, 
the crowd yelled out almost in unison, "Get her good, 
daddy, give it to her hard." Others could be heard 
saying, "Yeah, take her cherry again, make her scream,"

"Chris, no, I've changed my mind, let me up," Penny 
pleaded to no avail as she pushed her hands against the 
chest of the large man over her.

"Gad no, take it out, don't, stop it hurts - I've 
changed... no more, eeeyyy, nnnoooo," Penny cried out. 
Penny could feel the large bulb of Chris' manhood 
parting her sex and moving up into her narrow and never 
before parted labia.

The feeling of being stretched open and the pressure of 
a penis filling her vagina, created panic in Penny that 
was unlike any fear she had ever known. Now Penny 
understood why she had never dated or became close or 
intimate with a male until now. Her fears of sex that 
of being penetrated to her very core, always controlled 
her staying away from men.

Over and over she begged Chris to stop and take his 
large penis from her body, but he continued to push in 
and out of her. Then the sharp pain that told Penny he 
was against her hymen, caused her to utter out her only 
defense, words.

"Stop, you're too big, no I don't want it, take it 
out," Penny cried out in hurt and fear. But it was too 
late as she felt Chris drive up into her tender sex 
with brutal force and tare her virginity asunder. 

Continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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