Chapter 11

ORGY PARTY

It had been two weeks since the lashing session and all of Keyller’s injuries were almost healed. It was bearable to move now. Keyller was finally on his way back to the hotel Deversarium to receive his second initiation–the orgy. He knew all this from Byrone’s briefing. Keyller was lucky that he had someone, another one who wanted to join Foedus, that would do the orgy together with him. If not, he would kill all the girls without finishing the initiation. Ten girls. The founders gave them ten girls to have sex with that would last for at least a week.

Their car had just arrived at the front lobby of the hotel and Byrone passed him something that he could use. The moment he received the bag and peeked at what was inside, his eyes squinted in disbelief. His stoic expression cracked as he looked flatly at Byrone.

“Byrone, I don’t need all these to f*ck women. I can ram all of them without using this shit!” he threw the paper bag back at Byrone, pissed. Keyller clicked the car door open to climb down when the car finally stopped. He ignored Byrone’s words as he started to walk inside.

Byrone drove him here from the hospital, where he confined himself to recuperate after the lashes. Jake Mondragon owns that hospital and Byrone was familiar with the staff and told them to treat Keyller better.

“Trust me on this, Rafael. The bosses of Foedus are monsters when it comes to the second initiation.”

Keyller didn’t know that Byrone walked out and ran after him. Still insisting on the paper bag that was full of sex toys. He defeatedly shook his head as he took the bag and got out of the car, leaving Byrone to continue his journey. He took a step inside the five-story building, and after passing the front lobby and being greeted by a flirting employee, Keyller went straight to the elevator. He ignored the woman as he hurriedly pressed the elevator button to close it. A second passed when the door was a span wide, a hand grasped and stopped it from closing. Keyller stood straight from his sluggish form to look up at the newcomer with keen eyes.

It was a man wearing a tight black t-shirt that flexed his tattooed biceps. If he was not wrong, he could see that this man had the same goal as him, judging from his looks. Keyller went back to stand in the corner. But he couldn’t help and ask why the man didn’t move to press the button on the floor that he was going to when the man saw that the third-floor button was already on.

“Third floor?” he asked casually, and looked at the man’s reflection on the elevator door.

The man looked him up and down with scrutinizing eyes riddled with disbelief. Of course. People always mistake him for his looks. Maybe this guy was also contemplating if he was at the right age to go for an orgy.

“Orgy?” He nodded before answering with a light smirk, and his brow twitched.

“Hmm…” Keyller hummed. He knows that this guy is not the boss of Foedus as he has already studied all the boss’s profiles. Keyller was also not sure if this guy was a member, but the way the man carried himself, his aura exuded that he was a dangerous man, like him.

When the elevator reached the third floor, both of them stepped out and walked directly to the end hallway where a cozy swimming pool was located. Keyller only later realized that the man beside him would be with him in the orgy. He smirked inwardly.

The pool was illuminated by a dim light that gave off a deep erotic feeling. The seven bosses were already waiting for them, and the ten girls sprawled naked on the pool's edge. Their tits are displayed gorgeously, inviting the two to fuck them. Keyllere felt the excitement wash over him.

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Keyller found himself sitting on the recliner chair, his head falling back while one of the five girls sucked his massive c0ck. The ten girls were divided into him and Kit, the man he was doing an orgy with, and the guy that Keyller met in the elevator. The seven founders were wildly drinking a native liquor called lambanog while chatting loudly and watching them play with the girls.

The founders were conversing loudly that the erotic moans coming from the girls were suppressed.

“What the hell is this, Jeru?” Lev spits out a good amount of liquor that he drank before glaring at Jeru.

Jeru quickly ascended from the pool before Trace could grab him. He held his stomach as he laughed hard seeing the disgusted reaction of Lev, Trace, and Elliot after drinking the lambanog he had offered.

“What the fuck did you give us, Jeru? What kind of disgusting drink was that?” Trace pointed at Jeru as he also got up from the pool. Lev and Elliot followed after him. They plan to catch the bastard that gave them that disgusting liquor.

“Oh, C’mon! It’s a native delicacy from one of the provinces I visited. Those old guys said it has a lot of benefits–”

Jeru couldn't finish his sentence when Trace suddenly grabbed him and pushed him back into the pool. His face was disoriented as he glowered at Jeru who was still laughing in the pool.

“Native delicacy or not as long as it has a disgusting taste, I will never drink it, you fucker!” Then he proceeded to a corner and started to vomit.

“What an expensive stomach you three have,” Jake commented while continuing to drink his lambanog. Actually, he doesn't dislike it. This liquor has a unique taste and Jeru had already told him earlier that this liquor, even though it was put inside an expensive bottle, was actually a native drink produced from coconut sap. Jeru only did it to prank the other founders.

While all the commotions were happening in the pool, Keyller and Kit were still busy f*cking their girls. Keyller had tried this lambanog a while ago because one of the founders insisted that they should drink it. Keyller only realized later that they mixed it with sex drugs before giving it to them.

The girls were high on drugs, as well as Keyller and Kit. Intense sex and moaning resounded in the pool area but no one put it in mind. Everyone was enjoying it.

Keyller was hesitant at first. Even though the girls were sexy and alluring, he still couldn’t say if he would kill them afterward. His d!ck was not even erecting from their naked sight. He felt troubled. He didn’t know how he could make it hard, but the bag that Byrone gave him was complete with what he needed. The bag contained not only s3x toys but a few bottles of lube, sex drug pills, and materials used for BDSM. He lightly shook his head and chuckled. His heavy burden lightens.

Keyller took two sex drug pills in one go and in just a few seconds his body felt hot like he was an alpha in a rut. His vigorous pillar stood hard, the mighty veins screaming and ready to play with the women surrounding him.

Keyller feels like he is floating in the air as the effect of drugs takes over his sanity. And the woman called Vicky, who was busy licking his balls, licked them even faster, engulfing him in euphoric lust. He felt so high and he wanted more. Frix, swallowing his hard and big shaft, moved her mouth up and down faster and deeper. Her tongue swirling inside that gave Keyller a deep and alluring sensation. He almost shot his c^m when his length hit the back of her throat.

Keyller couldn’t help but bite Astrah’s lab!a, the woman who was sitting on top of his face and Keyller was busy eating her inside. Astrah let out a delicious moan and couldn’t help but grind her hips even faster. His hips rose and he aggressively thrust his shaft into Frix's mouth.

“Ohh, f*ck!” he grunts. Keyller’s hands were holding a d!ldo and he was playing it with the two girls on both his sides. The two were spreading their legs on his sides and their hands were cuffed on a metal bar. His hands moved in rapid movements. The violent thrusts were getting faster and faster.

Keyller needed to use all his limbs to satisfy five girls at a time. Frix was on his shaft, Vicky licking his balls, Sudan and Kenya were on his sides while being f*cked with dildos, and finally, Astrah was sitting on his face while he sucked her hot juices.

Keyller thanked Byrone mentally for insisting that he should bring the bag that consisted of these items.

While Keyller's hands were thrusting the dildos faster, his hips also moved faster inside Frix's hot mouth. Deeper, harder, and quicker. The woman gagged, but he didn’t stop. Instead, his pace moves even speedily as the pleasure building inside him becomes full.

Vicky swallowed his balls when his movement warped in haste. She sucked, nibbled, and licked it as Keyller's hips kept on thrusting harder into Frix’s mouth, making the latter choke and feel out of breath because Vicky was holding Frix's head and pressed it deeper against his shaft.

Vicky and Frix were kneeling on his shaft and he spread his legs widely to give further access to the two. Keyller was lost in the lust that clouded over him. His libido rose. His chest heaved a shallow breath while he quickened his tongue that was lapping on Astrah. The girl was now grinding her hips against his mouth and Keyller sipped her clitoris like he was sucking something delicious. Astrah's moans traveled the entire pool but no one cared. Everyone was at their own pleasure.