WARNING This story contains material that may offend some readers. It has sexually explicit contentâŠplease donât write to me afterwards and complainâŠIâm warning you now. Again thanks readers for taking the time to write to me, I do like constructive criticism, and flattery even more. I hope you all enjoyed Christmas and New Year with friends and loved ones and if you were out and about on the roads, drove carefully and didnât drink and driveâŠone or the other but not both. I recently spent some time in Hawaii and enjoyed every moment. Hi and thanks to Steve, Terry, Brad and TonyâŠif you are reading this youâll know who you are. Thanks guys I had a great and notions of group sex have ran through most our minds from time to time I imagine. After reading Martha Spaceyâs article about her experience on a gang bang or being put on the block by a Motor Cycle Gang had me going, in fact I read the article a couple of times more and had to admit it stirred certain carnal feelings in me and leaving a wetness in my pants.GodâŠhow could she have taken all those guysâŠhow many had there been there that night, twenty she said? My mind going into overdrive as I visualized it all happeningâŠoneâŠby one. Iâd had group sex myself before, but not on the scale Martha had described. There had been six guys and myself,. I was so naĂŻve to think I could go to a quiet beach with six horny guys and not get pounced on. I mean here I was with only a bikini, a fully developed female, drinking beer and wine, the guys getting hornier and hornier staring at my body, flirting with them, then I get tackled to the ground and next thing is, my bikini bottom is being torn from meâŠoh I kicked and struggled to start with, but once Mike was inside me, I was a different person. I couldnât just stop for one, I had to do it for all of themâŠbut six was a lot different to twenty. Oh god I had to stop thinking about it, it was just too much, my heart and pulse were racing and my body was all a tremble. Well its one thing to have a fantasyâŠreal life is another thing and I wondered if given the opportunity I would and could handle them all. I mean twenty guys fucking you one after anotherâŠover a week maybeâŠbut all in one night. The thought of it all just wouldnât go away, it continued to harass my mind and thinking, whether I was at home at work or out with the girls for a drink I found myself daydreaming and fantasying about it. The thing is the more I thought about it the more I wanted it to happen, but if given the opportunity would I actually stand up and carry it throughâŠor would I renege at the final moment and remain safe, happy and contented within my fantasy. Well thereâs an old and true saying. âBe careful what you wish forâŠit may just come trueâ  That beautiful Wednesday morning as I drove between Buxton and Grassmeads little did I know I was about to be keeping a date with destiny. It was a beautiful day, hot and not a cloud in the sky, the type of day youâre glad to be alive and just wanted to keep drivingâŠgo somewhereâŠanywhere, who cares? I was going to dress in jeans and light top, but I then decided it would be shorts and top. I always liked my denim shorts on these occasions and they did show off my long shapely legsâŠnot that Iâd anticipated showing them to any guy before I arrived at Grassmeads. The route Iâd chosen was the scenic one, it ambled through some of the best countryside in the county, alongside the river, through bush and forest, sometimes the trees forming a canopy of shade from the hot overhead sunâŠit was just so beautiful and breathtaking. My fingers tapped the steering wheel in time with the music coming from my CDâŠlife just didnât get any better than this. Then at approximately the half waypoint, it happened. You ever had that sinking and sickening feeling in the pit of your stomach when something goes wrong with your carâŠwell that day I got it, trusty old Tommy Toyota started to overheat. I have no idea how long it had been happening. I just looked at the gauges and saw the temperature one was well above where it should have been and rising. Oh shitâŠshitâŠshit. Then mercifully I saw the sign, telling me there was a picnic area ahead, only a few more yards. Just around the next bend I saw it and slid in and parked. It was the usual well-kept rest area, wooden tables and benches, shady trees and tidy rubbish binsâŠnothing else of course, it was just a picnic/rest stop, but at least it told me that at sometime some would come by. I lifted the hood to a mass of smoke, steam or something and hissing. I just stared at it; I hadnât the faintest idea what I was looking at or for. I felt lost and abandoned, what had been such a great day not moments agoâŠwell I must say I felt lost. I tried my cell phone, but this area was outside the coverage areaâŠnow I felt even worse, but hoâŠwait. Iâd heard a car approach and my spirits lifted, only to be dashed again when the car kept going. Two cars and a truck passed and I was starting to panic a little, then I heard what I thought was a helicopterâŠnoâŠno not a helicopter, but what. Then I saw them as they came around the bend. My whole being was filled with fearâŠmy blood turning to ice; it was a motorcycle gang. Black leather clad individuals sitting upright, holding on to sit up and beg handlebars. Oh god noâŠplease no. Visions of being raped and left there were my immediate thoughtsâŠgone were my fantasies of being put on the block. They saw me and peeled off the highway, the deafening sound of their Harleyâs as they circled around meâŠthen silence as they stopped their machines. The big bearded tattooed brute, who was their leader, came toward me. âWell now little ladyâŠyou seem to be in some kind of trouble?â he asked. I could hardly reply, hot as it was I was cold with fear right then. Oh god no. Please donât rape meâŠpleaseâŠwas the only thought going through my mind. He leaned over the car and took a look at the engine. âI have no idea whatâs wrong with itâŠIâŠI just opened the hood and out came all this smokeâ I said âSteamâŠlittle ladyâŠitâs steamâŠnot smokeâŠ. looks like you have a busted water hose and the engine has overheatedâŠletâs hope you stopped in time eh?â âWellâŠI think I didâ I replied. I took a look around as the others alighted from their cycles, some lying on the grass, others making toward us. As if reading my mind the boss guy said. âRelax little ladyâŠno one is going to harm youâŠcontrary to what they tell you we donât go around molesting womenâ then gave me a reassuring smile. Somehow I believed him and felt the tension drain a little. âIâm glad to hear itâŠI mean you hear so many stories about bikie gangs and what they do to womenâ I replied. âNoâŠnot trueâŠonly those who consent to itâ he replied. âOh I seeâ I replied and blushed bright red at the thoughts that had just returned to my thinking and at the same time surveying all the riders in the area.âThereâs twenty of us little ladyâŠif thatâs what your thinkingâ God could this guy read my mind. âNoâŠno I wasâŠI was justâŠ.â I broke off⊠trying hard to think of something to say âWell I mean Iâve heard so many stories, I mean about being put on the block and the likeâŠdoes that really happen with you guys?â God I couldnât believe Iâd just asked thatâŠwho was this guy, my father confessorâŠI should just keep quiet before I dug too deep a hole. âYes well itâs mostly true, yes we do have a block and yes we do put women on itâ âOh I seeâ âBut as I saidâŠonly those who consent to itâŠthose that do become honorary members of the chapterâ  âOh rightâ âYou wouldnât consider becoming a member would you?â he asked with a cheeky smile. âOh noâŠnoâŠheyâŠI mean twenty guys thatâs an awful lot ofâ I was going to say cock but stopped just short. âItâs an awful lot of guysâ Then turning to peruse the twenty riders. My thoughts and fantasies returning at warp speed and a stirring in my loins. His eyes had been raking my body, his own fantasies in mind and what heâd like to do to me. âOh Iâm sure you could handle us allâŠweâd loved to make you an honorary chapter member little ladyâŠwhatâs your nameâŠIâm Gus by the wayâ âOhâŠLisaâ I proffered  âWell Lisa weâd better see what we can do about this car of yours eh?â âWell if you could Iâd be real grateful, youâre the only ones who have stoppedâ I said He asked a couple of the guys to take a look and see if they could do anything with the car. Whilst they did so I grabbed my water pack and sat with Gus and friends, talking and chatting. I was surprised at myself asking so many questions about bike life and how they lived. At the same time my thoughts wondered to my fantasies and right here and now I was at the door of opportunity to my fantasiesâŠfantasies that could become reality, all I had to do was acquiesce to their invitation. I looked from one guy to another, trying to imagine if I could take them all on. Thereâd be little or no time or intervals between one guy and the next, as one finished the next would be ready for me. My thoughts were suddenly broken into.âSorry what was that?â I asked Gus had asked a question. âI asked if you thought you could take us all onâŠit is what you were thinking, isnât itâ Again I blushed bright red, how could this guy read my most inner and intimate thoughts. âOh goshâŠnoâŠnoâŠâ I started to protest. He held up his hand stopping me further. âJust be honest with yourselfâŠadmit it you wereâŠIâve seen that look on many other facesâŠit tells me a great dealâŠyou were thinking about it werenât youâŠjust a little bit?â âWell, yesâŠyes I wasâŠbut I mean, twenty guys, I really donât think I could cope with that many?â  âDonât under estimate yourselfâŠothers before you haveâŠand no doubt others after you willâŠjust think of it as giving yourself a night of shear fun and pleasureâ âOh shitâŠI donât knowâŠI really donât knowâ my heart now racing with excitement. Just then Red came over to tell us he couldnât really do much to fix the problem a couple of new parts were required, which they did not haveâŠa quick patch job was the best, but it may not last and a few more miles down the track and Iâd have the same problem. âWell Lisa, why not hitch a ride on the back of my bike into Grassmeads. Iâll leave Red here with your car to guard it; Jess finds the parts, returns with one of the other members and brings your car back to wherever youâre staying for the night. I thought about it and agreed to the invitation for a lift. I was given a crash helmet and cocked my leg over the seat behind Gus. The roar of the Harleyâs was deafening as we left the picnic area on mass. Thereâs something about being on a bike a kind of freedom that you donât get from behind the steering wheel of a car. Riding the second half of the journey to Grassmeads was an enjoyable experience and I couldnât get the invitation to join these guys for some fun and recreation out of my mind. Iâd been holding all these thoughtsâŠall these fantasies about them and low and behold here was the opportunityâŠI could turn fantasy into realityâŠbut now that I had this opportunity did I really have the will and the courage to carry it out. Soon the outskirts of Grassmeads was upon us and Gus signaled his followers to pull over. âWhere do you want us to drop you off LisaâŠor do you want to join us for the night?â he asked grinning. âOh god I donât know GusâŠIâve been thinking about it but I keep coming back to twenty guysâŠitâs a lot of guysâ âWell itâs up to youâŠitâs easy for me to say jump in and do it, you only live once and all those other clichĂ©âsâŠin the end itâs up to youâ I bit my bottom lipâŠ. trying to make my mind up. If I said no I might regret doing so laterâŠequally if I said yes I might still regret doing soâŠdecisionsâŠ. do itâ I said, my heart now pounding, now having made the decision and agreeing to it. I hung on tight as the bikes twisted and turned, making there noisy way toward their headquarters. I was quite surprised at the size of the property. It was on the outskirts of the city and on a large sectionâŠmore that just a houseâŠa large house, sheds, work sheds and a high fortified fence surrounding it. They obviously wanted no intrudersâŠhad I made the right decision? . They drew to a halt just outside, the two fortifies gates opened. âWell LisaâŠone last chance to say noâŠonce your insideâŠ.â He let the implications ride. I swallowed and nodded. âOkâŠletâs goâŠletâs do itâ I was quickly driven in through the gatesâŠthrough into the lionâs denâŠfollowed by the rest of the pack. As the riders cut each of the bikesâŠthere was a stillness and I watched as the two large gates clanked shut and the heavy bolts thrust in placeâŠthis was itâŠI couldnât turn backâŠtonightâs menu was Lisa I took off the helmet Gus had loaned me. âOkâŠlet me show you around the placeâŠour humble homeâ My legs felt like rubber, my heart was pounding, was I scarred or excitedâŠa little of both I guess.
I knew what lay aheadâŠwhat was expected of me, but how would I handle it. Entering through the main door I was escorted by other riders, other members, each room he showed me, there was other members lounging about, smoking pot, drinking beer, their gazes following my movement. âEr I thought there was only twenty of you GusâŠ.who are all these other guys?â I asked âOh I forgot to tell youâŠthere are thirty of us in allâŠsome didnât ride todayâ âOh godâŠno GusâŠnot thirtyâŠplease tell me itâs not thirty Iâm expected toâŠ.?â âTo fuck youâŠis that what you were going to sayâŠoh donât worry soâŠyouâll handle us allâŠyouâll seeâ But I was worriedâŠtwenty, well Iâd calculated and come to terms withâŠbut suddenly I now had another ten guys to contend withâŠthirty, the number kept running through my headâŠthirty guysâŠthirty guys, how long would it take thirty guys to fuck me, oh god what had I doneâŠwhat had I let myself in for? Gus took me from one room to another, one area to another, the complex was hugeâŠthen we came to it. âThe Roomâ the meeting house, the entertainment room, whatever you cared to call it. Above the door was a sign. âThe Rats Nestâ and another sign declaring a code of tidy dressâŠor undress whatever the occasion may demand. There was a bar down one side, a most impressive bar, a bar that would not look out of place in any pub. The walls were adorned with other memorabilia, photos of bikers and bikes, flags, and gang patches, bull horns, cow horns and any other type of material they deemed fit for display. âWe have guests from time to timeâŠso we need to make them welcome and feel welcomeâ said Gus indicating to the bar, but it wasnât the bar that had my attention. In the middle of the room was âThe Blockâ the place where I was to be sacrificed. It was about the size or perhaps bigger than a king sized bed and padded all over in black leather. Gus saw me gazing at it. âYes honeyâŠthatâs itâŠthatâs where it will all take placeâŠcome on letâs take a closer lookâ I followed him to the centre. The black leather padding was firm but soft. I pressed my hand into the fabric, testing its softness. âOk honeyâŠmeet with youâre approvalâ It was soft but firm, the leather was warm from the dayâs sun that had been shining upon it, directly above the ceiling had glass skylights, allowing the suns and rays to fall upon it, kinda accentuating the whole block, making it the centre of attraction, which no doubt it wasâŠwell tonight it would be. âYesâŠyes, I guess soâ I said, rather nervously. I looked at the now gathering group of guys as the news spread that a woman had volunteered to go on the block tonight. They were all keen to see who this woman wasâŠthe one they were going to be fucking at some stage. I now know what stage fright must be like, at some stage I was going to be asked to performâŠperform for all these guysâŠthere was no lines to learnâŠno rehearsals requiredâŠall I had to do was strip naked in front of them all and the restâŠwell the rest would be taken care of. âWould you like a drinkâŠor something to eat before the action Lisa?â Gus asked Iâd lost my appetite for foodâŠbut a good strong drink would go down well right now.I declined the food, but accepted the invitation to a drink. The first two double Bourbons went down real fast, followed by a cold lager. As I drank Gus wrote names on a clipboard, they were the names of the members in order of seniorityâŠthose who would have me first, second, third and so on. Then when all the seniors had been selected they brought forth a bucket containing plastic disks, each disk having a number upon it. The none senior members trooped passed, took out a disk and handed it to Gus, name and number placed on the sheet. Gus just looked at me and smiledâŠthere was no need for explanations. By the time the sheet was filled with names, Iâd had quite a few drinks, when Gus saidâWell come on LisaâŠI think youâve had sufficient to drinkâŠitâs time to performâ The drink had helped numb my senses and I stumbled a little as he led me to the centre of the room and the âBlockâ âWould you like me to help you undressâŠor can you manage by yourselfâ âNoâŠnoâŠI can manage just fineâ I said, words a little slurred. Looking at the gathering crowd of leering grinning faces There wasnât much to remove, a light coloured top, a pair of denim shorts, bra and god forbid a pair of skimpy knickers, I peeled off top and shorts, letting them drop to the floor. Standing half naked in front of thirty lust-ridden guys, I felt very, very vulnerable, I scanned the leering faces around the room. Either the alcohol was playing tricks with my vision orâŠ. god there seemed more than thirty guys packed in to see me. There were murmurs of approval as I removed my bra, revealing firm rounded breasts, but even more raucous talk, shouting and clapping when I removed my pants and revealed my freshly shaven pussyâŠthe fact was Iâd just shaved it that morning. I really didnât know where to put myself. I felt awkwardâŠ. embarrassed and wanted to run, hide, flee from the scene, but knew that was impossible. I had nowhere to go or hideâŠthis part I had not entered into the equation, into my fantasy. In my fantasy it was all so very straightforward, I would just lay back and take them one at a time and in the end just calmly walk awayâŠsomehow I had the feeling it wasnât going to be quite like that. âOn the block honeyâŠas chapter president I get you firstâŠthen itâs order of seniorityâ said Gus I planted my bum on the black leather block swung my legs around and lay on my back. It felt warm against my skin from the hot sunâŠsomehow very comforting and indeed comfortable âCome on honeyâŠyouâve been fucked before, get those lovely legs of yours openâŠspread them wide apart, assume the position as they sayâŠ.I want to see that lovely cunt of yoursâ I drew up my knees and spread my legs apartâŠ.I took a deep breath and quietly said âOh my godâ. âOne more thing before we start sweetheartâŠIâm gona have Jeff video tape the first partâŠI want you to tell the camera that youâre doing this of your own free willâŠdonât want you shouting rape later onâŠ.ok?â he said I nodded that I understood. Jeff stood up to the block and pointed the camera at me. Now anyone who has had a mike stuck in front of them and asked to speak into it knows what itâs like. I just looked at the camera and frozeâŠlost for words. I mean here I wasâŠnaked, lying on a black leather bed/mattress in front of thirty pent up horny guys, about to be fucked and I was lost for words. âWhen youâre ready honeyâŠwe want to get startedâŠ.â Gus prompted me. âOh er yesâ I smiled at the camera, trying to make myself look more confident than I felt ââIâm er Lisa, Iâm here, er at the headquarters of the Gateway motor cycle gangâŠIâm erâŠIâmâŠwell what I want to say is, what Iâm about to do with themâŠ. Iâm er doing of my own free willâŠ. IâmâŠ. Iâm not being rapedâŠthatâs what I want to sayâ I gave one final smile at the camera and turned my attention back to Gus. Whilst Iâd been giving my little confession for the benefit of the camera, Gus had stripped off his leather pants and his jocks. He stood at the foot of the block and all he had on was a T-shirt advertising Led Zeppelin. His arms and legs were a mass of tattoos and he was holding and stroking what I could only describe as one very fine piece of manhoodâŠhard erect manhood⊠there was not going to be any need to coax him into an erectionâŠhe was ready. I could see he was proud of it and had every right to beâŠIt stood upright like some giant of the forest, rising from a thick mat of black pubic hairâŠat its base hung two massive ballsâŠballs that would contain his spermâŠand that sperm would be delivered to me in due course.  What I was looking at was not an apparition, not part of my fantasies or thoughtsâŠthis was realâŠwhat I saw before me was the real thingâŠI was about to be fucked with it for realâŠnot a fantasy and there was a further twenty nine to go. I heard the leather creak and crinkle as he mounted the block and placed himself between my wide-open legs. I felt the warmth of his body as he pressed against my thighs. I gasped and jerked as he plunged his finger into my warm wet pussy, thrusting back and forth, rubbing against my clitâŠgetting me excited. I let out a soft moan âOh god yesâŠyesâ eyes closed, soaking up the euphoric feeling âOh babyâŠbaby you sure are ready for it, arenât youâŠthatâs one wet pussy just asking for itâ I couldnât argue with himâŠhe was right of courseâŠI was ready for himâŠI wanted him and the others as wellâŠso bring them on. Iâd thought that his next move would be to insert his penis inside meâŠbut no. To my surprise it was his warm mouth gorging on my slit, tongue delving into my inner regions. I let out a yell âOh my god Gusâ lifting my hips upward and off the mattress, I pushed myself as hard as I could onto his mouth and tongue, my hands on his shaved head pulling him inward. I had no control over my feelings as my head thrashed from side to side, reviling in euphoria Having had his fill of wet pussy he resumed to what Iâd been brought here for. He pushed my legs apart and pointed his erect penis in my direction. I could see every detail of it, every vein and blood vessel, the rounded head, the slit and eye at the top, the eye from which his sperm would shoot forth and fill my pussy.  For the next moment or so it was like slow motionâŠI remember being in a car accident and seeing the other car in front of me, I knew it was going to happen, it was all over in a trice, but some how time and action seemed to slow for those few seconds, it was the same now. I saw him place the tip of his penis against the lips of my eager pussy, the lips parting as the thick shaft was inserted then slowly swallowed up and vanishing inside, until there was no more, his body was pressed hard against mine. I couldnât hear myself but I knew Iâd gasped and cried out. âAhhhhhâŠ..ohhhhhh. Oh my godâŠ. oh my godâ when time caught up with me, his hips were already swaying back and forth and he was ferociously thrusting into meâŠfast and deep. âOh my godâŠIâm being fuckedâ I sighed, not intending for him to hear. âYes honey you areâŠand before this night is out youâll be well and truly fuckedâ I gazed straight up at the skylight; I remember how blue the sky seemed. I felt each and every thrust he was making, the chatter and lured comments from the other members. The air was filled with cigarette smoke and smells and all the time Gus thrust and thrust and thrust. His hands were grabbing and squeezing at my breasts, kneading them like bakers doughâŠmouth and tongue licking and suckling my hardened nipples and all the time his arse rose and fell, rose and fell, remorsefully pile driving his manhood, deep inside me. My hands gripping his arms tightly, my legs now wrapped around his torsoâŠI just hung on to him as our bodies moved in unison with the thrusting of his cock. This encounter like all the following were not going to be long, lingering and loving. This was just straightforward sexâŠ. raw sex, fast, deep and furious. The object was to fuckâŠfuck hardâŠcum, pull out and move onâŠ. but right now it felt good, this is what Iâd come for, to enjoy, to feel the fury of it. I shut the sound of the other guys out, the chatter, the shouting and goading. I stared up into the eyes of GusâŠfelt the swaying of his hips and ass between my legs, the urgent thrustsâŠthen I drifted back into my world of euphoria. So engrossed was I in this euphoria, it took me a moment or two to realize that Gus had already cum, pulled out and was walking away from the block, holding his arms high, like some world boxing champion, to the clapping and approval of his mates. Already another member was kneeling between my legs, unzipping his fly, pulling his trousers down and feeding me his hard manhood. This was how it was going to be. I wouldnât have to wait long between each guy, they were all up erect and ready to go, as each climaxed and cum, there was no time wasted, each would withdraw give a victory salute to their mates and move on. It all happened so fast I was hardly aware that there had been a change over.  I gave no gasp when the second guy entered me; Gus had opened me up. It was but a small glitch and already the new guy was humping me hard, fast and deep. âOh godâŠ. oh my godâŠnumber twoâ I murmured. Had I kept my eyes closedâŠit would almost seem like one long fuck, with one guy and minor stoppages. But I didnât keep my eyes closed. I watched as each one finished, withdrew and the next one take his place, took in the vision of each and every erection, sometimes taking hold of it and guiding it in. Three became four, then five, then six. The pointers on the clock moved on.The faces hovering above constantly changing, one with shaved head and bushy beard, one with unruly mop of hair and bushy beardâŠall different. Tattooed arms or foreheads, different designs, but all fucked and fucked hard and fast. My breasts were grabbed squeezed and kneaded, nipples suckled and neck chewed at. Bare arses continued to hump up and down between my legs. Iâd now lost countâŠwas it eight or tenâŠno it was eightâŠthen again it might be ten. I felt a trickle of warm fluid run between my buttocks and drip onto the black leather upholstery and I realized my pussy could hold no more cum and it was starting to ooze out. I turned my head toward the bar, there was a chalk board with the number ten in large print upon itâŠtenâŠten, yes thatâs it, this was guy number ten, this was how they kept the tally, how the next guy knew when it was soon to be his turn. By the time number fourteen was inside me I was feelingâŠwell the only word that comes to mind was âŠFUCKED. Fifteen was the half way mark and I started to wonder if I would ever make it to thirty. I mean if it had been twenty, there would only be another five or sixâŠbut god another fifteen seemed a huge mountain to climb. When the fifteenth guy had finished I was so relived when Gus brought it to a halt. âWeâll give you a brake now honeyâŠtake a showerâŠfreshen up a little eh?â He didnât know how relieved I was right thenâŠit had taken fifteen guys almost three hoursâŠthree hours of none stop fucking.
 The water was hot and I delighted in the feel of it against my tired, bruised body. The stench of male cum seemed to have entered every pour of my body. The leather mattress had been smeared with cum and Iâd dragged my ass through it as Iâd slid from the blockâŠnow the soap felt and smelt good as I gently, tenderly washed between my legs and breasts. I was reluctant to leave the warmth of the shower, but knew I had no option; as I dried myself I looked at the shattered mess in the mirrorâŠgod what had I let myself in for. Bruises and marks were already showing, my breasts and thighs showing the most and god my neck looked a messâŠit was a mass of love bightsâŠall these marks and bruises were going to take days to go away. During those days they would be a constant reminder of what Iâd done tonight. I looked at the image in the mirror and saidâGod LisaâŠyouâre nothing but a slutâŠjust one big slutâ and to be honest right then I looked like one. âTime LisaâŠletâs goâŠdonât want to keep the guys waitingâ It was Gus, telling me it was time to go. When I entered the room again, it was like entering an arena. The smells that had pervaded before were still present and seemed even stronger to my senses. Cigarette smoke, a bit of pot, stale beer and yes a subtle hint of male semen. The leather mattress had been cleaned and wiped and everything was now set for part two. I lay on my back and spread my legs. I now knew the routine. The light was starting to go, the skylights werenât as bright as they had beenâŠsoon it would be dark outside. I looked at the chalkboard and saw the number sixteen written upon it. I also took a glance around the bar and hall. There now seemed an indifference in their attitude as they slouched in chairs or against the bar, cans or bottles of beer in hand, chatting and laughing. I mean heyâŠthe guys were having funâŠa relaxing beer or two with your mates and if some silly bitch wanted some guys to fuck herâŠwell that was goodâŠthey were all willing to oblige her thereâŠbut mates and beer came first. The next fifteen were definitely the hardest to contend with, the relief Iâd felt from the shower was only brief as once again they came at me, got inside meâŠthis time I was placed in a variety of positions. Strong hands holding me by the ankles, legs held high or legs slung over shoulders as they pounded and humped away. Face down butt up as they took me from behindâŠthey just seemed to keep cumingâŠif youâll pardon the pun. I kept looking at the blackboard trying to will the numbers upward, twenty twoâŠtwenty three. The darkness was now upon us as the lights came on. Twenty eightâŠtwenty nine and finally oh thank god thirty. Iâd been feeling like the marathon runners as the approached the finish lineâŠonly a few yards to go. However thirty was not the final count. The thirtieth guy had finished with me and I awaited to be told to go take another shower. I really needed one this time, some had, instead of cuming inside me, had masturbated the final and cum all over my bodyâŠthe sticky stuff was all over me and I could smell it. There was clapping from the guys and I looked to see a young guy make toward the âBlockâ He looked out of place here and I didnât want to know just how old he was. âSpread your legs again bitchâŠyouâre not finished yetâ The look in his eyes made me somewhat fearful. I had the feeling to disobey him was not a wise choice. I did as he asked and once again spread the wide. As he viewed my well and truly fucked pussy a wide wicked grin spread over his face. âNice cunt ya got there womanâ he drawled. He was the only one apart from Gus who stripped out of his trousers and jocks, leaving his leather vest with patch on the back. He seemed so young; his skin was smooth and tight and only had a couple of tattoos upon it. His face was also smooth and clear of all hair, but the erection he held was all male. âGodâŠjust how old are you?â I asked âOld enough to fuck you, you slack bitchâ came his reply, climbing and shuffling between my open legs. His hands seemed cold as he pressed them against my thighs, pushing my legs even further apart. âI said open your legs bitchâŠdo you know what open your legs means?â he said coldly. âSorryâŠIâm sorryâ I said apologizing to him. For some reason the apology just came out automaticallyâŠgod why should I apologize to a young arrogant little prick like this? Iâm no sooner apologized than he was inside me, his tight smooth little ass going like crazyâŠit was obvious I wasnât his first and I sure as hell was not going to be his last.I tried once more to be nice toward him âOh godâŠyouâve done this before havenât youâ I said and smiled at him. His looked was unrelenting, cold as he replied, âYeh, well I get to fuck plenty of fucking slut whores like you bitchâ I decided it was a hopeless task, he wasnât going to be nice in returnâŠbut I guess he was right, I was a slut and probably a whore. It seemed he was going to go forever and I was praying he would just cum and cum soon. âCome on DennyâŠfinish of ladâŠI think sheâs had enough fucking for one nightâ It was the voice of Gus. âYeh dadâŠIâm almost ready to cumâŠ. any moment nowâ he replied. So this Denny was the son of GusâŠfollowing in fatherâs footsteps eh? He was humping faster now. I knew he was ready to cum. I couldnât avert his stare as he looked into my eyes. His look was cold, devoid of any emotion. Like the others before him, heâd squeezed and crushed my breastsâŠnot tenderly but with a brutish ferocity that hurtâŠhe bit hard into my nipples and left more love bites on my neckâŠ. more than any of the othersâŠit was as if he wanted to punish meâŠhumiliate me, but for what reason. A cruel lop sided smile spread over his face as he made one final thrust. âThere you slack bitchâŠthatâs all for youâ he said, as he unloaded his seed. Then he quickly withdrew, having no further use for me. Like his father and others before him he left the pad, arms held high in victory and accomplishment, a swagger in his stride. I lay there hoping and praying this was indeed the lastâŠIâd gone that extra mile and now I was exhausted in body and mind, male sperm continuing to ooze from me and onto the leather padding. I slung my legs over the side and just sat there. I hardly had the energy to stand. Gus came and sat beside me, arm around my shoulder. âYou did well lassâŠI knew you wouldâŠyouâre one of us now, and honorary member of the chapter. I didnât know whether that was good or badâŠ. but an honorary member I was. If the first shower felt good, this one felt even better. My body had been hammered and it knew it, the bruises were showing and my neck was a mess, a real mess, it would look even worse by morning. When bikies fucked you, you knew youâd been fucked. Dressed and smelling good again, that cold beer felt real good as it slid down my dry parched throat. Flanked by Gus and a guy I had been introduced to as Red, apart from soreness and bruising I felt remarkably good again. I cast a gaze around the bar and room and couldnât believe that all these guys had fucked me and of course Gusâs arrogant little shit of a son, who was at this moment with a couple of his older mates glaring at meâŠI wondered what it was that I had done to curry so much animosity toward meâŠor was he like this with all women. Well I wasnât going to dwell upon it, it was his problem, let him deal with it.   âBig Redâs gona be ya man Lisaâ I looked at him, puzzled. âBig RedâŠheâs youâre guy, whenever youâre here visitingâŠheâs youâre manâŠyou bed with himâ I could see why he was called big RedâŠhe towered well above meâŠI felt small and insignificant along side himâŠas would many of his mates. I wouldnât want to get on the wrong side of him. His head was shaved and he had a full bushy beard. His arms well muscled and covered in tattoos, a swastika tattoo on his foreheadâŠI just knew that undressed his body would be a tapestry of tattoos, there was nothing good looking or handsome about himâŠand this was my manâŠlucky me. Somehow I had the feeling the only interest he would have in me was for shagging purposes. The clock on the wall said midnight and I was getting tired, my body was now reacting to the pummeling it had taken and I wanted to sleep. âErâŠwhere to from here GusâŠis my car backâŠIâd like to get goingâŠIâm tired and would like to grab some sleepâ I said âTomorrow morningâŠleave tomorrow morning, youâre carâs back here and readyâŠbig Red fixed itâŠnow why donât you show Red how appreciative you areâŠyou two get to know each other a little better and leave in the morningâ âIâŠ.â Gus stopped me right there. âTomorrow morning sweetheartâŠfor now take a hike down the corridor to Reds roomâŠget that nice tight assâ he gave a chuckle at this point âWell I guess itâs not quite as tight as it used to beâŠbut get it into bed and wait for your man to come to youâŠnow scoot we have some serious drinking to doâ he slapped my butt and indicated I leave them. I followed the passage, looking for Redâs room. All the doors looked the same, I asked a passing member which was his room, he smiled and pointed to it. The room looked like it needed some tidying up, a womanâs touch, obviously now my job. Right now though I couldnât care less. I undressed, flung back the rather soiled bedclothes and flopped my naked aching body down. I must have gone straight to sleep, next thing I knew were groping hands fondling my body and delving into my crevicesâŠRed had come to bed. My bruised and battered body was not really up to this right now. He rolled me on my back and climbed on top. His mouth savagely seeking mine, forcing his warm wet tongue inside. I could taste and smell the alcohol on him as we kissed. The thing pressing against my thighs was warm and hard. I grimaced with pain as his hands squeezed my breasts, his tongue now licking my ear he said. âOpen your legsâŠlet me fuck you womanâ I didnât need to be told twiceâŠnot with this guy. As my legs opened up for him, he quickly pushed inside me, his ass just as quick to start humping. âOh my god RedâŠtake it easyâ I pleaded. âYehâŠyou like that honeyâŠyou like being fucked donât youâŠbut you like big Red best eh?â âYehâŠyeh I like it but just take it easy RedâŠyou are a little roughâ I replied âYeh and rough is how you like itâ he said, not easing up He grunted and groaned, thrust and pushed. The only good thing was that it was not going to last long and I felt somewhat relieved when I heard him give one final thrust and a grunt and knew that he was cuming. Iâve never been so relieved to have a guy cum, having finished he rolled on his back and a moment later he was snoring. I turned on my side and likewise fell into a deep sleep. When I awoke the bed was empty. The smell of freshly brewing coffee, bacon and eggs was wafting through the buildingâŠI realized I was hungryâŠvery hungry. I sat up and blinked at the strong morning sunlight streaming through the open window and stretched and yawned. My body ached more than ever, but then thatâs the way it seemed to happen, the day after and my pussy felt soar and tender. âHow ya feeling lassâŠsleep wellâ it was Gus. I nodded and said that Iâd slept well but I was now feeling the effects of last nights activities. He laughed and said it was to be expected. It wasnât everyday I got to be fucked by thirty guys. âJust as wellâ I replied âBesides it was thirty one not thirtyâŠif I remember youâre son had a hand in it as wellâ He smiled and said âYehâŠyeh thatâs rightâŠhe did as wellâŠwas pretty good if I recallâŠbit like his old dad yeh?â âYehâŠI guess he isâ I was going to ask how old he was but decided I really didnât want to know, I had the feeling I wasnât going to get the truth anyway. âWell what do I do nowâŠdo I get to go, or do you keep me locked up here with Redâ I asked. âGood heavens lass you can leave anytime you wantâŠweâre not here to make trouble for anyoneâŠor keep you against your willâ He looked around the room. âBit of a mess isnât itâŠwhy donât you give your manâs room a tidy up and come and have a bight to eatâŠyou hungry yet?â âIâm ravenousâ I replied. âCome on thenâŠhave a bight to eat first then the roomâ By ten o clock Iâd eaten all I could and drank enough coffee to look like a coffee bean. âMy Mansâ room as he called it was neat and tidy, probably by tomorrow it would be as bad as it was when I first went to it. My car was standing all ready for me, washed and cleaned and tanked up. On the passengers seat was my certificate. âYes thatâs your certificateâŠproof that you were gang bangedâŠeven gives the number of membersâŠthirtyâŠyes I know should be thirty oneâŠbut thirty is pretty impressive alsoâŠyour member number 410, you can ride with us anytime you wantâŠyou will of course have to ride with Redâ  It was an impressive looking document, fancy writing and all, and signed by Gus as chapter President and Red vice president. Iâve since framed it and it stands on the dresser in the lounge. I like to watch guests as they read it and look at it in disbelief. âIs this for real LisaâŠor are you having us on?â âOh itâs for realâ Iâll reply. âGodâŠthirty of themâŠunbelievableâ is often their reply. Also there was a manila envelope, containing full size coloured photoâs of myself and various club members inâŠwell, very compromising positions shall we say. The other item was a DVD and you get no prizes for guessing what was on the DVDâŠIâm sure youâd know. When I left the club premises I turned north, away from the city and headed back home toward Buxton. Visiting my best friend just didnât seem such a good idea right nowâŠ.I mean the mass of love bights alone were bad enoughâŠfar too many to have been planted there by one person and I didnât want to explain to her how Iâd come by them. I picked up my cell phone and rang her. Said the car had broken down and I was having it repaired, would catch up with her in a week or two. I was sure my âInjuriesâ would have healed by then. I had plenty of time to think and relive those arduous hours Iâd spent with all those guys. There were my fantasies, which made every thing seem quite easy and exciting. I mean having a multitude of men fuck youâŠ. ohhhhhhâŠ. yes. I could always shut off the illusion when I needed. Then there was the real thing, well I can tell you that is completely different, spending almost six hours on a black leather mattress, being continually screwed from every positionâŠby thirtyâŠsorryâŠthirty-one guysâŠwell itâs hard and soar work. Iâd just keep to my fantasies in future I told myself and I sang along to the melody playing on my Epilog We humans are strange creatures are we not? Nine months later here I was driving south toward hot sun and sand. My âInjuriesâ had long healed and my fantasies were just those, fantasies. I kept playing the DVD in the player and in my headâŠthe bad part about that evening diminishing with time, until I was telling myself what a great night Iâd had with themâŠmy pants were getting a little wet at the thought. Angels Bay looked beautiful this time of year. Blue clear skies and hot sun. The row of Harleyâs were all parked up in a neat row. Their owners wearing their club patch âSouthern Trashâ lounged or lay on the grass, shading under the palm trees. The sight of a tall bronzed long legged blond with mini skirt and tight fitting top was too much to let pass by without some comments. I smiled at them and engaged a couple in conversationâŠ. big mistake Now here I am watching the heavily security doors close the world out. I see the heavy bolts slammed in place and Garcia make his way toward with me, let me show you around our humble abode firstâŠwe do boast a large membership by the wayâ âOhhhhhâŠ. shiiiitâ
