CHAPTER 45

That voice surprised the hell out of the others, because nobody could figure out who that could be. It would have been next to impossible for it to be Jack or Vince, especially since the voice sounded female. All heads craned around to find out who it was, even Jordan's.

The voice belonged to Brandy. The others had all forgotten about her, since she'd been gone for a while and she'd been low key prior to that. (Actually, she hadn't been gone much longer than the ten minutes she said she'd be, but the others had lost track of time.) She was kneeling fully clothed right behind them. She smiled benignly, showing that she wasn't upset or alarmed.

However, everyone else was startled and shocked. They stared at her in confusion. Jordan even took both hands off Ryan's boner, and Monica let go of his balls as well.

But before anyone could say anything, Brandy put a finger across her lips and then nodded to where the two jocks were lying on the floor. She whispered, "I like how those two are completely clueless about everything. Let's keep quiet so it stays that way, okay?"

Kate was the first to recover, her natural authority asserting itself again. She whispered back, "Okay, but what are you doing here?" But she was thinking fast and she remembered how Brandy had left to take care of securing and sending off all the data, so it made total sense for her to finish that and come back. "Wait. Scratch that. Um... how did it go with, uh, everything? And aren't you... uh..." She looked down at her nude body, and around at how everyone else was buck naked too, with the notable exception of Nancy. "Aaaah, aren't you kind of shocked and disturbed by what you're seeing here?"

Brandy smiled tolerantly. "First off, things are good. It took a little longer than expected, but everything is set. So there's no reason why we can't throw out the trash right now." She nodded towards Jack and Vince again to indicate the "trash" she meant.

That was all true, but it wasn't the full story. The main reason she'd taken longer than expected was because she'd been more interested in masturbating than copying files. Once she had the data transfer going, she'd taken all her clothes off, brought out her favorite vibrator, and buzzed herself through one orgasm after another. All the while, she'd fantasized about Kate and Erin. She hadn't had a crush on them before, but she definitely did now. However, she was determined to keep that a secret.

Brandy responded, "As for your second question, I WAS shocked and disturbed for a while. I let myself in a couple of minutes ago, and the first thing I noticed was Jordan dancing naked, for some reason. But nobody heard me, saw me, or noticed me whatsoever, so I had some time to recover. I finally crept up on you guys and said something because I saw Jordan was about to get started with her, uh, oral activity and I thought we should get rid of those assholes first."

Again, that was true but it wasn't the full story. The fact that she'd gotten so very aroused watching the events in this room made her much more tolerant than she otherwise would have been. Coming back to find Monica and Jordan naked as well confirmed for her that she in no way wanted to discourage all the sexual activity amongst them, even if it was centered on Ryan. Although she figured she could never be directly involved, she could enjoy and secretly lust to the visual splendor.

As Ryan stared down at her, he quietly asked in amazement, "Wait! You've been here for 'a couple of minutes'?!" He was particularly stunned by that, since he'd been looking down at Jordan and he hadn't noticed Brandy at all.

Brandy replied, "Yes, but I was a ways off up until just before I said something."

Nancy was feeling embarrassed to get caught with the others. She hastened to say, "By the way, I want

you to know I'm not really a part of this. I'm just watching. Things are really weird here, and... well... how can I not watch?!"

Brandy spoke with understanding. "Don't worry; I feel the same way. I'd be watching too if I didn't have something to do. 'Cos how could you NOT watch? This has to be the most interesting thing to EVER happen on the third floor! And I say that as a lesbian who gets no arousal out of this. Well... almost no arousal." She looked from body to body. "I can't help but notice that most of you are naked and looking pretty good, to say the least." She smiled.

Kate, Erin, Monica, and Jordan all felt the urge to cover up, but then realized there was no point. If Brandy wanted to look, she could look. That was small potatoes compared to everything that had happened and was still happening.

Ryan looked down at the mass of mostly naked, kneeling girls. His penis was starting to go flaccid due to the lack of direct stimulation, despite the sexy sight before him. He didn't mind much, since he figured it needed a real rest for a while anyway.

He took the time to give Brandy a particularly close look over. He thought, From the first time I checked her out when she was dancing downstairs at the party, I'd decided she was beautiful, but not a jaw-dropper like my three girls. That's still true, though I now have four, with Jordan! Sweetness. But still, Brandy is a third floor Kappa. Need I say more? She would break the scale in most places. I like her short dirty blonde hair and tanned skin, and upon reflection I'd say her boobs are D-cups and not C-cups. She's got nice exotic eyes as well.

It's too bad she's a lesbian. I wonder if I should ask if she wants to get naked too? After all, the rest of us are and at least I'd get to ogle some more great eye candy. But nah, bad idea. I'm just being greedy.

He whispered to her, "Thanks, Brandy, for being so understanding. I'm sorry things have gotten so weird. We've probably got a lot of explaining to do. But before we do that, can we please get those two creeps out of here?!"

There were approving nods all around to that idea. Even Nancy, who enjoyed seeing them suffer, was ready to have them go.

Seeing that everyone was in agreement, he whispered, "So how do we do that, logistically speaking, I mean? I haven't been privy to all the details of the plan. What are we going to do with them now?!"

Kate fielded that, quietly. "That is a problem. Frankly, we didn't really work this detail out yet. I guess we're all a bit surprised that everything has worked out so well and we CAN get rid of them already. But I have an idea. I think it's time to call in reinforcements."

She looked up at Ryan and added cheekily, "And no, that will NOT involve another sexy babe whose face you'll end up fucking. I have a few guy friends. Well, more like guys who wish they could date me. But that's good, because they'll jump through just about any hoop hoping they can win some brownie points. I'm thinking I could have one or two of them escort our rapist scum far, far from here."

Erin whispered, "I like that idea, but I won't feel comfortable until the two of them are off this campus and even out of town altogether. Out of the state is better. They know too much!"

Monica added, "Yeah. Once they get their handcuffs off, who knows what they'll do? Maybe they'll try to run. Maybe they'll claim they were kidnapped and your friend or friends will feel sorry for them and let them go. Plus, they know we're in the middle of an orgy of sorts here, even if they don't know who's doing what. They could try to come back and take photos in order to have some leverage on us."

Kate considered that. "Hmmm. Good points. Although they're not idiots. They should know that if they try to blackmail us they'll be in a world of hurt. If they did take pictures, we'd be scandalized, true. But

they'd find their asses in prison for years to come, probably discovering what the other side of being raped is like. Which is worse?"

Erin said, "Yeah, that's a no-brainer. But even so, it creeps me out to think of them uncuffed and on the loose, at least until they're far, far away. And will we uncuff them before your friends show up? If not, how will we explain that?"

Kate nodded, ruefully. "True." She carefully pondered the situation, and then said in an even quieter whisper than before, "Okay, I have a secret to tell you, one that I've hardly told anybody. I'm rich. I mean really rich, from a really well-to-do family."

Monica rolled her eyes. "That's no surprise."

But Kate continued, "And when somebody is from a family like that, especially with my looks, the danger of being kidnapped never goes away. My parents were determined to still protect me when I moved away, but I didn't want to have a bodyguard or two hovering by my side for my entire college career. It would affect absolutely everything. So we came up with a compromise. I do have a couple of... protectors... who are never far away. Security guards, you could call them. I have a secret way of signaling them if there's any trouble, and they'll come with surprising speed."

Ryan was very interested to hear all this, since he figured it would influence all his interactions with Kate from now on. He looked up and down her flawless body and asked, "You can even signal them when you're naked?"

She nodded. Then, she reluctantly added, "I'd rather not say how. Sorry."

He looked her over and realized that while it was true she was naked in a general sense, she still had a tight necklace around her neck and a couple of rings on her fingers. She even had a toe ring on one small toe. It occurred to him, Those aren't just there for fashion; that's part of her security set-up! I'll bet she can press one of those rings and her bodyguards will come running! The toe-ring might be a back-up. Heck, I'll bet one of those things is a GPS tracker too, so they'll know where to linger nearby. It all makes sense. Incredible!

Kate said, "So here's the new plan. I'll give my guys a call. It's better to call them in the normal way when it's not an emergency, so they don't freak out and bust the door down or something. We'll have to put up with our rapists for a few more minutes. Then they'll take them away and stay with them until they're safely out of town. How does that sound?"

Erin replied, "Pretty great, actually. But what about the handcuffs? Should we take them off now, before your guards see them?"

Kate smiled widely. "Definitely not! One great thing about being really rich and having your own people is that they can take care of ANYTHING, no questions asked. Mind you, I would never, EVER do this, but if I wound up with a dead body and a knife if my hand, they'd find a way to make that problem go away, I'm sure. A couple of handcuffs will be no sweat for these guys, trust me."

Jordan spoke up. "Wow! That's kind of scary." She looked up at Ryan's face. "Hey, Mr. Big Cock, you'd better watch out. Don't get on her bad side!"

The others all laughed, even though they knew there was an element of truth to it.

Kate stood up, which set her glorious G-cups bouncing. She continued to whisper, "It's settled then. I don't like playing this card, but I kind of feel like I have no choice. Please, remember, not a word to ANYONE about this, okay? Remember, we're a team now, the Third Floor Club. And by protecting me, my security guys are also generally protecting all of you. Agreed?"

The others nodded, including Nancy and Brandy.

Then Erin stood up and whispered in Kate's ear. The others couldn't hear, except for Ryan, since he was the only other one standing. He just barely managed to catch Erin mutter, "I know how you feel, because I have my secret security too. I'm not exactly poor either, but I hide it more than you do. It's not half the set-up you seem to have, but still, we might want to combine efforts somehow, to streamline things. We'll talk about it later, okay?"

Kate was startled to hear all that, but she nodded. Then she walked away to find her cell phone. As she did so, she spoke loudly, not caring if the two rapists heard this part. "By the way, everyone should make themselves presentable. Robes, at least. My guys will be here in less than five minutes, possibly well less than that. We can put the fun on hold until they're gone."

With that, all those kneeling stood up and began looking for something to wear. They all put on robes since that was fastest and easiest (except for Brandy and Nancy, who were fully clothed already).

Nobody said anything directly to Jack or Vince, since they were just going to keep on lying where they were anyway.

Ryan's flaccid penis was still resting and recovering, so he didn't mind the more prolonged break in the action. As he went to put the white robe he was wearing earlier back on, he mulled over the whole security issue. Pretty strange, but I guess I've gotta live with it. If Kate really is that rich, it makes sense to have an arrangement like that. Heck, if I were her dad I'd probably insist on it. Actually, I should say Kate and Erin, because it sounds like Erin has the same thing!

How bizarre. But then again I shouldn't be too surprised since the KKGs are generally known as the daughters of the very rich. Gorgeous trophy wives generally have gorgeous daughters, and when they get the best of everything, including medical care and free time for sports and exercise and such, they can wind up even MORE beautiful. I wonder if any of the others here have their own secret extra security as well. Hmmm. Who knows? But now that I think about it, I'll bet this sorority as a whole has some extra hidden security measures. There are just too many daughters of the elite for that NOT to be the case. Hmmm...

But what does this mean? For one thing, there's going to be a big imbalance. I'm just one of the "commoners", and Kate and Erin at least are super rich. It's a lucky thing I've taken total control and made them my personal sluts, or they'd probably be able to lord over me with all their money. Not that I'm really interested in being wealthy, but money has a way of getting into all kinds of things, like with this security stuff.

Oh shit! What if these security guys find out about our new sex life?! And they will before long. Heck, they'll see something is up as soon as they find us in our robes in a matter of minutes. What if they're paid to report anything strange to the parents? I could be fucked. But then again, what if they're sworn to total secrecy, like with Kate's dead body example? I sure as hell hope that's the case! I should talk it over with them later, just to be safe.

Two strange men did show up, and in less than five minutes. Ryan noticed that they both looked younger than expected, and they were strong but not that obviously burly. He realized that made great cover, because they could easily fit in as college students.

They were silent and no-nonsense in doing their business. They went straight to Kate and chatted quietly with her for a couple of minutes, no doubt to get an appraisal of the entire situation. Then they went to Jack and Vince and took their handcuffs off, only to replace them with less obtrusive handcuffs of their own. However, they gave them hooded sweatshirts with pockets in the front, and had them put their hands in the pockets before cuffing them again.

Ryan realized this was very clever, because it meant that the guards could escort Jack and Vince out of the building and it would look like the two jocks were just keeping their hands in their pockets the

whole time. There was no visible sign they were wearing handcuffs at all.

Jack and Vince had nothing to say. They hung their heads down and obeyed the few orders the guards gave them. Clearly, they just wanted to be gone from this embarrassing situation.

But with the two of them standing near the door and ready to leave, Kate walked up to them and said, "Remember our deal. As the sudden appearance of these two men shows, I have vast resources at my command. You messed with the wrong people! Do exactly what they tell you and don't try anything funny and you may yet avoid prison. Understood?"

They nodded while keeping their heads down.

She added, "Forget everything that's happened here tonight, except for the terms of our deal. If you try to spread any gossip about certain noises you may have heard, there WILL be consequences! If you mention some tidbit to a friend back here in an e-mail or phone call or something like that, we WILL find out! Hell, just forget your entire time at this university. Start your life anew in the military and thank your lucky stars that you got a second chance. It's more than you deserve, but we mainly want you gone forever!"

Again, Jack and Vince nodded and stared at the floor.

Then Nancy stepped in front of them. She stared intently into their faces with all the hate she could muster, causing them to look up and then look away with even greater shame. After a long pause, she said, "I so much want to punch both of you right now! In the face or in the gut. Hell, I could just spit in your faces. But that would be sinking to your level. I'm not going to do it. Instead, just remember me. Look at me!"

They snapped their heads up and reluctantly made eye contact.

She continued, "Look at this hateful face. You made me like this! Think about the way I've been suffering for the last year, just so you could have ten minutes of pleasure." She stared right at Vince as she said that. "Think about all your other victims who never got a chance to show you how much they suffered too! Think about all that, and then try to spend the rest of your lives redeeming yourselves!"

Surprisingly, Jack dared to speak up. "I will. I swear I will. Tonight has been a real wake-up call. I don't think of myself as a bad person, but somehow I got lost. Drunk on success and power and charm, I thought I could do no wrong. But... I was wrong. I know words don't mean much now, but I really am sorry!"

Vince was still too ashamed to lift his head again, but he mumbled, "Me too. I'm sorry too. We fucked up."

Nancy looked them over careful and considered what to say. She doubted their sincerity, especially since Jack was known for being such a smooth talker. Finally, she just looked to the security guards and barked, "Take this trash out of here!"

The two guards shuffled them out the door. Obviously they'd heard everything that had been said and they looked at the rapists like they were more inclined to toss them down their stairs than walk them down it. But the guards stayed silent, merely giving a nod to Kate as they closed the door behind them.

Kate immediately rushed to Nancy and enveloped her in a big hug.

She seemed to know exactly what was needed, because Nancy squeezed back with all her might and burst into tears.

The others didn't know what to do, and just stood by and watched.

Ryan found himself thinking, Kate really is an extraordinary girl. Look at how well she's managing

this whole difficult Nancy rape situation. No wonder she's the sorority president. She's a natural leader, way more than I am. And yet... she's totally sexually submitted herself to me tonight, and gladly. She seems positively eager to devote a big portion of her time from now on to doing nothing but pleasuring my dick, while having to share that duty, no less. WOW!

It's strange, though. This shouldn't be happening. It makes way more sense for her to be the spoiled, pushy princess type she was until mere hours ago. Is a big dick really THAT transformative? I don't think so. I guess she was ready for a change, and I happened to be in the right place at the right time. They say that sometimes the bossy types in the outside world are secretly submissive in the bedroom, and I can kind of see that. In Kate's case, she's spent her entire life getting everything she wanted. It probably feels good to her in some weird way to have everything flipped around and be totally helpless for a while.

He looked around at the other girls, most of whom wore white robes like he did. And maybe that's the case for some of the others, at least to some degree. Pretty much all these third floor Kappas are in the same boat, aren't they? So beautiful and rich that they've been spoiled rotten their entire lives.

Probably even their parents can't control them much. So to be totally controlled, especially by a lowly guy like me, is like the ultimate taboo, the ultimate turn-on.

That, plus my big dick! He chuckled to himself. That does have to figure into it too. It looks like we're all having the best sex of our lives, and it seems size DOES matter. Of course, in my case it's been the ONLY sex in my life as well, but they're never going to know that. I can't believe I'm pulling this crazy caper off!

He decided, I may not be a natural leader, but I can at least try to live up to my role as being the dominant sex stud type. I think I've been falling into this role pretty easily and convincingly, but are they still buying it? This is a good time to show some authority.

He gathered up the other girls who were just standing around and uncertain what to do, and wordlessly led them deeper into Monica's apartment. Since it was a big apartment and Kate and Nancy were hugging by the door, they were able to get out of hearing range.

Monica had a table with a few chairs around it, so they settled there. However, there were five of them

- Ryan, Monica, Erin, Jordan, and Brandy - and there were only four chairs. Asserting himself, Ryan took care of that by sitting down and pulling Jordan into his lap.

Jordan didn't mind at all, and happily cuddled against him.

That went over so well that he was emboldened to go further. He said to the others, "Don't mind me. I don't plan on getting all sexual, at least not yet. But it looks like Jordan is going to be my new slut, and I'm going to treat her accordingly." With that, he took advantage of the fact that Jordan was wearing nothing but one of the white robes, and he shucked her robe all the way off.

Jordan was slightly alarmed at first, but she was still aroused from before and decided to roll with it. She was embarrassed to look at the others, so she simply closed her eyes and kissed Ryan's face instead. Within seconds, they were happily necking.

Brandy laughed from where she sat directly across from him. "Jesus! This guy works fast, doesn't he? It's a good thing I'm lesbian, or he'd probably have me doing who-knows-what already."

Erin was amused, even though she was also jealous at the special attention Jordan was getting. She was sitting on the same side of the table as Ryan (and Jordan in his lap), so she could see everything. She couldn't resist lightly teasing him, "There's no 'probably' about it. As for the 'who-knows-what', somehow I imagine it would involve your mouth and his cock."

Brandy didn't seem bothered by that, and said, "There's a lot of that going on, isn't there? I heard some about what you were saying to Jordan, when you were psyching her up right before it was to be her turn. I guess for the first time."

"Yep," Monica confirmed. Like the others, she was staring at Ryan and Jordan (who were diagonally across the table from her), even though Brandy was talking. It was hard not to look at Jordan when she was the only naked one at the table. Even Ryan still had his robe on and closed in front.

He also was starting to explore her body with both hands. Naturally, he'd started by sizing up her hefty E-cups. So far he'd been able to see a lot of Jordan's hard body, but this was the first time he was really free to fondle her everywhere. His dick was growing erect again, although he was keeping it in his robe for now.

Jordan was blushing and embarrassed, but she was growing increasingly hot and bothered. Even if he'd kept still, she was bound to have a lusty response to the bizarre exhibitionist situation.

Trying to change the topic to something less sexual, Brandy said, "So... too bad about Nancy, don't you think? Poor thing. I can't imagine how awful it must be to get raped."

Monica said, "Me too. But I like how Kate has been handling it. Just look at her over there, hugging Nancy and telling her comforting words, I'm sure. I hope she follows through with the Third Floor Club idea, especially the part about using that to support each other and Nancy in particular. And even using that to get rid of the other rapists. Especially in SAE! UGH!" She pretended to spit. "¡Cabrones!

¡Malditos bastardos! ¡Todos ellos son unos hijos de la grandísima puta!" ("Motherfuckers! Damn bastards! The whole of them are such sons of bitches!")

Nobody bothered to ask for a translation since her angry tone of voice said it all. But Ryan wryly quipped, "I take it you don't like them."

"NO!" Then Monica realized, "Ah. A joke. I see. But seriously, I don't understand why we practically treat them like our partner Greek house, like with this party. Just because most of their parents are rich too? Fuck that! I hope that, after tonight, we can start by cutting all Kappa ties with them."

Erin said, "I second that. Especially since those two accidentally revealed how many other rapists are in their ranks."

Brandy nodded. "I third that, wholeheartedly!" She looked at Ryan. "And no, just because I'm a lesbian I'm not some kind of man hater."

He responded, "I never said you were. Actually, you seem like a really great person from what I've seen so far. And you know it's bad when SAE is known nationwide to stand for 'sexual assault expected'.

Something is very wrong there."

Despite being naked and actively groped, Jordan said, "I totally support taking action too. We make up the entire third floor, including Kate and Nancy over there, and I'm sure they'd agree. If we can unite on something, I think that'll carry the day with the others."

Monica couldn't help but smirk-smile. "Well said, considering the way he's playing with your nipples and your face looks like you're inches from a big 'O'."

Jordan sighed. "I AM close to a big 'O'. But speaking of being close, it's soooo frustrating! Brandy, why did you have to speak up right as I was about to take his cock in my mouth?!"

Brandy said, "Sorry, my bad. But there didn't seem to be a good time to make my presence known. Anyway, speaking of doing that, I don't get it. Everyone seems so keen on it here, including you. As a lesbian, of course a blowjob means next to nothing to me. But I thought that even straight women aren't really into that. For instance, you hear the jokes about the husband who wishes he could get more than

one blowjob from his wife every five years, or whatever."

Erin glanced across the room, and confirmed again that Kate and Nancy were still hugging and crying. In fact, it looked like Kate was crying in sympathy now as well. Deciding it was best to just let them be for a while, she replied, "That's true; that is the stereotype. But it's obviously not true for everybody.

For me, I kind of got into it if I really liked the boyfriend. Other times, it was a chore. But like we were telling Jordan, when it comes to Ryan and his Beast, it's an entirely different thing. Throw away all your preconceptions. Really!"

Brandy asked, "Is it just the size? Is that it?"

Monica spoke up. "That's a big part of it, literally and figuratively. But I think that's not even the most important part. I mean, look at Ryan and Jordan right now."

Everybody was staring at them already.

Brandy thought ruefully as she focused her attention on Jordan, I am! I am! It's REALLY hard to just sit here and pretend to be unaffected. She's like a perfect sex pet, bouncing her busty hard body all over his lap. And with her narrow waist, and ample hips, and no tan lines to speak of... UGH! I need to shut up. Thank God I at least had a chance to masturbate a while ago and take the edge off!

Monica went on, "How weird is it that we're all sitting here in our robes while he's fondling the naked hottie in his lap? How utterly bizarre is that?! You'll probably never see such a sight again... unless you're around him. With him, that's just the usual. Look at him! He's all devil may care, like this is totally normal and to NOT have a naked girl squirming in his lap would be weird. And in his case, that's TRUE! His life is like a non-stop porn film! Around him, everything is super sexual and arousing. If you're near him, you either have to join in the porn film or walk away."

Ryan was secretly amused. How cool is that? I've built up this big legend for myself, and since none of them know me from Adam, they've accepted that as reality. And in some weird way it's becoming a self- fulfilling prophesy, I think. It's like they find the legend of the super stud so arousing that they get horny before I can even start in on trying to play around with them. Seriously, how cool is that?!

Erin was thinking this all over. "You know, Monica, I think you hit the nail on the head. I guess most of it is psychological. He just makes everything really arousing somehow. But then again, I've heard that the mind is the most important sex organ, by far. There's nothing wrong with that. There's just something about him that IS like a non-stop porn movie. For instance, this all started early this evening when he walked in Kate's room where Kate and I were studying, whipped out his big stiff dick, and told us to get licking it!"

Brandy was astounded. "You're kidding me! No way! Are you serious?!"

Erin grinned widely. "Very serious." Actually, it had been more complicated than that, but she was starting to believe the more exciting streamlined version. "Just look at him now. Look at the effect he's having on Jordan."

Again, the others were generally looking at Ryan and Jordan all the time already. So they could see that Erin had a good point. Ryan and Jordan had been kissing and fondling pretty much from the moment they sat down together, and that was still the case. But there was a noticeable change in their energy and attitude. Jordan had been very aroused to begin with, thanks to getting whipped into a frenzy with her striptease and the rest, but her lust had steadily risen even higher in the minutes since. Her entire body was writhing with excitement.

Furthermore, every touch he made on her body seemed to elicit a louder and more passionate moan than the last one, especially when he touched her breasts, ass, or pussy. In the last minute or so he'd

mainly been playing with her pussy, and it looked like she was quickly spiraling to a big orgasm.

Erin continued, "See what I mean? I don't know how he does it. It's like he's got magic in his fingers and his lips. And once you get your hands or mouth on his penis? Oh boy! It's all over!"

It was true that Jordan was having a very strong reaction to Ryan. But what nobody but he realized was that nearly all of that was due to the situation. Although Jordan was a self-confessed "slut", she'd never been any situation remotely like this before. Sitting naked in his lap while three other girls sat and stared and watched her every move was easily the most humiliating experience of her life. The only events that came remotely close happened to her earlier in the evening, such as her striptease. Once Ryan got this situation going, he could have had stone hands and she still would have thrilled to his every touch. The fact that he was starting to understand how to properly fondle a woman was just a very big bonus.

He wasn't sexually experienced whatsoever prior to this evening, but he was smart. He'd learned a great deal about sex from reading a lot of porn, and he was boldly implementing that "porn logic" into real life. Due in large part to his boldness and confidence, even though porn had given him a very skewed attitude about sex, everything he tried was working like a charm.

Additionally, he was listening and learning all the time. For instance, he paid heed to the on-going discussion and especially the idea that psychological factors were the most important, by far. He'd already discovered that there was a certain type and level of sexual humiliation that drove at least Kate, Erin, and Monica wild, and now it was working on Jordan too.

One thing he'd decided was that when something was working well, it was worth a try to step things up a notch. Getting more outrageous had worked for him virtually every single time so far. His dick had been aroused for a while now, but he'd been biding his time. However, with such ideas in mind, he finally parted his robe over his lap, exposing his fully revived erection.

The others generally couldn't see that, due to the table being in the way. Even Jordan didn't notice, since she was so busy kissing him. But he took one of her hands and guided it to his shaft.

Sure enough, she began stroking her hand up and down on his remarkably thick pole. And she was so very hot and bothered that her earlier skepticism that her penis seemed like any other, only larger, was forgotten. She was starting to fall for the legend that his dick was something very special and even "magical". Her entire body hummed with sexual energy, and she slid her fingers up and down with so much enthusiasm that even she was surprised by it.

She was so worked up that she didn't consider how her arm motions would immediately clue the others in as to what was happening, even if the table was in the way. She thought she was being sneaky, but she was dead wrong.

Sure enough, since all the usual social barriers seemed to have fallen down, it wasn't long before Monica and Brandy leaned way over the table to get a direct look at what was happening. Since Erin happened to be sitting on the same side of the table, she only had to lean forward slightly to get a good view.

Monica whistled in appreciation and sat back. But she was uncertain of Brandy's reaction, so she asked her, "What do you think of that?"

Brandy sat back too. "Given everything else that's happened, I'm not surprised. You're right, there seems to be something special happening here, almost magical. I swear that I'm 100 percent lesbian, but even I'm getting aroused by the way Jordan's hand is pumping up and down on his shaft. Although I think that's pretty much all from the lusty, blushing look on her face plus the way that arm movement is affecting the rest of her body."

Actually, that was dramatically understating her horny feelings. But she felt she had to at least admit something, since a total denial would be scoffed at. She figured it was impossible for anyone to sit across from what was happening to Jordan and not be affected. Even a gay or asexual man would have been transfixed by the way Jordan's perfectly round boobs were rhythmically bouncing in time to her stroking.

Jordan's eyes were closed and stayed that way, but her considerable humiliation at least doubled when Brandy's words revealed that the others had all noticed how she was stroking Ryan's cock. The blush on her face grew much redder, but she was so far gone into lust that she felt she was incapable of stopping.

She thought, This sucks! Now I'm starting to understand why the others are acting so wanton and wild. It's happening to me too! God, I love his cock so much! I just wish I could make him cum. But first, I'm about to cum - yet again! I've never been so embarrassed in my life, but I feel so ALIVE!

Deciding that she was busted anyway, she actually brought her other hand over to stroke him too. She liked that much better, and her entire body bounced up and down in time to her excited pumping. She was amazed that there was enough room for both of her hands to comfortably slide up and down.

After watching Jordan reposition into her even more provocative pose, Monica belatedly spelled Brandy's answer out a little more explicitly. "I couldn't agree more, Brandy. It is... captivating.

Especially the way that's making her big breasts constantly quiver and bounce. Am I right? And when you see his hands running all over her bare skin, it's not hard to imagine that could be your hands too, don't you think? For instance, the way he's cupping that breast from below, and pinching her nipple..."

So far, Monica had been behaving and even keeping her robe closed, due to Brandy being there. But after saying those words, she couldn't resist slipping a hand inside her robe and pinching one of her own erect nipples a little bit. She was confident Brandy wouldn't notice, since she was sitting further away from the action.

Brandy closed her eyes and bit her lip, because she could sense her arousal spiking even higher. She admitted, "That's... that's true... But... I'm only human..."

She thought, Damn you, Monica! It's like you're reading my mind! That's EXACTLY what I'm thinking. And I didn't even think of Jordan in "that way" prior to tonight. But now? Good grief! I want her! She's such a goddess! So exotic, with that short, nearly white hair... I would LOVE to be in Ryan's place right now!

She couldn't resist temptation and opened her eyes again. And that's not all. I'm totally creaming in my pants! I'm so WET! And that's after I changed panties back in my room just a little while ago. I didn't have a crush on anybody on this floor prior to tonight. You don't pee in your own backyard, after all. But now I've got a crush on them all! They're all so hot and sexy! Oh my God, Kate?! Forget it! She IS female perfection! And Erin too. She's a perfect ten as well! I will NEVER forget the sight of those two kneeling naked. And Monica's such a passionate, busty hottie. I would do her in a heartbeat! Thank God at least Nancy has stayed fully clothed, or I'd be crushing on her too!

Brandy had been staring exclusively at Jordan for a while, but Erin was sitting across the table too, and since Erin's gaze was glued on Jordan and Ryan she could stare at her without much fear of being caught. And it was quite a sight, because while Erin, like Monica, was trying to restrain herself for Brandy's sake, her robe had opened dramatically, nearly to the nipples. Furthermore, she had one hand inside her robe and was obviously caressing one of her enormous F-cups. And while Brandy couldn't see what Erin's other hand was doing under the table, the angle and tell-tale arm motion suggested she was doing something to her pussy.

Brandy was incredulous. Holy Christ! Looking at her is even worse! So hot! TOO hot! I've gotta get

out of her before... I don't know what! With Ryan ruling the roost, it's not like I can make a move on any of them. But if I don't go, and now, I'm going to say or do something stupid and reveal just how strong my lust is. Plus if I go I can masturbate a hell of a lot more! Then maybe I can sleep it off and get back to normal tomorrow.

She made up her mind and stood up to go. "Sorry, I just realize that I've gotta..." She belatedly realized that it was well after midnight on a weekend night and she couldn't think of any plausible reason for her to leave. Feeling sleepy would have been a good one, except that she was visibly alert and energized.

After a very long pause, she finally thought of something. "Um... ah... I have to get up early tomorrow morning. Yeah, that's it!"

Erin looked up at her from where she sat across the table and laughed. She pulled her hands out from inside her robe but didn't bother to tighten up, leaving a jaw-dropping amount of cleavage on display. "Yeah, right! I might have believed that if there wasn't like a half-minute pause first." (That was an exaggeration, but not by much.) "Face it, you're just horny and you don't know what to do about it."

Brandy realized there was no point in trying to lie. "Okay, fine. I am! Who wouldn't be?! I don't care about Ryan and his Beast, but the rest of you..." She closed her eyes. Even you! Especially you! Such obscene, wonderful breasts! I'm about to drool, I swear!She gathered her wits enough to add, "Anyway, I've gotta go. I don't belong here. We'll talk tomorrow. Don't worry, my lips are sealed about all this, this... strange stuff."

With her eyes closed, she turned around and walked away. However, after walking a ways way, she couldn't resist turning back around to take one last look. From her longer perspective, she could see under the table, and thus watched Jordan's hands sloshing up and down on Ryan's throbbing boner. Dammit! Lucky motherfucker! I don't want him, but I sure as hell wish I could be in his place, with Jordan sitting on MY lap!

She shook her head as if to shake away that sight, and then turned back around and resumed walking to the door.

But before she got there she had to contend with Kate and Nancy, who were still hugging right by the front door. One could see they had stopped crying a while ago, because their cheeks were dry and the redness was fading from their eyes. However, they were talking quietly while remaining in a loose embrace.

Even Brandy in her lust-addled condition could easily see that it wasn't a sexual hug, but just a friendly, intimate one. Clearly, Kate and Nancy were no longer "frenemies." Just one look at them made clear they had reached some kind of new, sincere understanding.

Kate happened to be facing Brandy's way, so when she saw Brandy coming and trying to walk past them to the door, she broke the hug and got in the way. "Hey, girl. Where do you think you're going?"

Brandy lowered her gaze and muttered, "Uh, gotta go. Have to get up early tomorrow." However, she immediately regretted lowering her gaze, because she found herself staring at Kate's chest and she was well aware that Kate was wearing nothing under her white robe. Enough cleavage was showing to make her want to cry in sexual agony. Trying to stay strong, she closed her eyes altogether.

Then, to her great distress, she heard Monica shout from across the room, "She's lying!" Brandy winced and covered her face with a hand. SHIT! I've been exposed!

Monica was already up and moving across the room. She said, "Sorry Brandy, I don't mean to be a bitch, but you're a part of our new Third Floor Club. Let's stop with all the lying and games and assorted bullshit." As she got closer, she was able to lower her voice. "The truth is, she's feeling really

horny and she doesn't know what to do about it."

Kate and Nancy looked past Monica to the table on the far side of the room. Even at that distance they could see a naked Jordan sitting on Ryan's lap. From the positioning and motion of Jordan's arms, they could guess fairly well what she was doing to his boner.

Kate just smirked and asked, "Oh? And why would that be? Is my Ryan being his usual Ryan self?"

Monica was all smiles. "You know it! He's busy breaking Jordan in. It's super hot! I swear, that guy is unstoppable! I'm not upset at Brandy at all. Even a lesbian can't help but be affected. I just want all of us to be a little more honest around here."

Brandy took the hand from her face and opened her eyes, but she still avoided direct eye contact. Actually, she was secretly relieved. She'd already confessed to being somewhat horny. She didn't mind if Kate and Nancy knew that too, so long as they remained obvious to how very truly horny she actually was. She felt that if she didn't leave the room, and fast, she was liable to rip her clothes off and start kissing and fondling any girl that happened to come within reach! She'd never felt this way before and it frightened her.

She sighed. "Okay, fine. I'm horny. I'm gonna go back to my room and abuse the hell out of my vibrator. Okay?! Can I please go now? I don't really belong here. We'll talk tomorrow. Like I told the others, my lips are sealed. I won't tell anybody about anything." She hoped and prayed the others wouldn't notice how frazzled she was.

Nancy calmly said, "You know what? I think I should be going too. I don't feel like I belong here either. It's obvious that the four of you are about to get all freaky on Ryan, and I don't have problem with that." She looked to Kate. "I'm VERY grateful to what all of you have done for me tonight. You especially."

Kate and Nancy shared a warm smile.

Monica hadn't quite gotten to where the others stood. She didn't want to be around for good-byes, so she turned around and headed back to the table.

Then Nancy went on, "Everything's changed for me, at least as far as third floor stuff goes. To be honest, I was kind of, well... jealous. Especially towards you, Kate. You have absolutely everything. Smarts, looks, wealth, power, charm... heck, even your own security detail! It's really hard NOT to be jealous. But tonight I've come to realize you also have a kind heart. I really hope we can be friends from now on... true friends."

Kate took Nancy's hand and squeezed it while smiling brightly. "Of course! I'd love that. Like I've been telling you, I've got your back. We all do. We're a team now, the Third Floor Club. We stick together!"

Nancy smiled back. "That sounds good to me. And, God, I can't believe that Jack and Vince are gone! Permanently, I hope!"

Kate said, "Trust me, I can guarantee you will NEVER see either of them ever again. If nothing else, my security guys will make sure of that."

"That is SUCH a load off my mind! But anyway, like Brandy, you can count on me to keep my lips shut. If nothing else, I feel like I'll be in your debt forever. I don't care how freaky things get. Scream your head off all night long for all I care. I won't say a word."

Brandy, recovering from her embarrassment but still trying to secretly contain her raging lust, added, "Ditto. Except with the 'screaming your head off' part. Please be reasonable about that."

Kate took Brandy's hand also and squeezed it as well. (She noticed it was trembling slightly, but she diplomatically refrained from mentioning it.) "Of course. Although I've gotta warn you that it may get

particularly loud for the next hour or so. Ryan is probably going to fuck Monica for the first time, and you can imagine the physical difficulty of that."

Nancy put a hand over her mouth and her eyes went wide. "My God! He'll kill her! He'll rip her in two!"

Kate replied, "He will, but in the best possible way, if you know what I mean. I promise you, the screams you're gonna hear will be screams of the utmost pleasure. Trust me, I'm not about to let Monica get hurt right in front of me."

Nancy and Brandy reluctantly nodded at that.

Kate concluded, "Thank you both for your patience and understanding about everything. I do have more to talk about, so much more, but I guess I've gotta let you go. We'll catch up tomorrow, I'm sure. Hug?"

The three of them came together for a brief, friendly hug. Then, after some good-byes and kisses on cheeks, Nancy and Brandy left together.

As soon as Kate closed the door, a big smile returned to her face. Goody! That was nice, helping Nancy with her serious problem and hopefully starting a friendship, a REAL friendship. She's a lot nicer than I thought. I think getting raped has been affecting her, making her lonely and bitter. Especially since I don't think she's had any good friends to rely on. No wonder she's been lashing out.

Anyway, I'm glad, but I'm also glad she left. Brandy too. I like them, but I've been missing my honey and his wonderful Beast! I know it's getting late, but I'm not tired in the slightest. I say it's time for some more jaw-busting, slurpy, cocky fun! Yum!