The Adventurers' Club Pt. 02

Chapter 2

Laura was definitely anticipating Wednesday night but was also very apprehensive wondering what would happen and how she would feel about the idea of a BDSM club when faced with the reality. This made it a real struggle to concentrate on her school work, especially in American Lit where every time she looked at John she thought about their own activities. The lecture in Tuesday's class was on the early American novel and Laura found it impossible to think about Cooper and Hawthorne and instead kept imagining herself naked and helplessly tied as a group of people, each with a strap or whip, approached her. "Oh, well," she finally thought to herself, "at least neither of us is married so I won't have to go around campus wearing a scarlet 'A'. And they no longer have a pillory around here." Then the thought struck her that maybe a pillory might be rather interesting after all and she nearly broke out laughing as the professor was describing Cooper's dull, plodding style.

Wednesday night finally arrived. Laura was too nervous to really eat any dinner and kept changing her mind about what to wear. John had said just casual clothes, nothing too formal or too sexy either. Laura finally settled on a plain, sleeveless blouse and a wool skirt which came about three inches above her knees.

Just at seven John arrived to pick her up. They drove to the edge of campus and John pulled over on a side street. "We're not here already, are we?" Laura asked.

"No," John laughed. "But you do remember I told you the location is secret. We're going to one member's house, but until you are actually joining we'd rather you didn't know where. So ......" John held up a length of black silk cloth.

The surprise showed on Laura's face. "You're kidding! A blindfold?" she asked.

"No, I'm not kidding. Just think of it as adding to the mystery," John said as he wrapped the cloth around her head, shutting out all sight.

Laura settled back in the seat and they drove for about twenty minutes. However, she couldn't tell if they had gone fifteen miles or just circled the block ten or twelve times. The car pulled to a stop. "Just wait," John said as he got out of the car. Within seconds he came around to her side and helped her out. "Leave the blindfold on. I'll guide you," he said.

They walked a few yards and then she heard John knock at a door. The door opened and they went inside the building. Holding her arm, John guided her through another door and then down a set of stairs. At the foot of the stairs they turned right and went through another door. Here they stopped and John removed the silk from her eyes. Laura looked around. They were in a sort of coat room or butler's pantry leading to what looked like a large basement rec room. As they entered, Laura saw that it was exactly that. There were a number of people, all about her own age and about evenly divided between men and women. Thankfully they were dressed pretty much as she and John so that was one less worry.

There were snacks and soft drinks on a side table. Everything looked so ordinary, like a sorority rush. She was just noticing that everyone seemed to be wearing a stick-on name tag as John handed one to her. She examined it and saw her own name - first name only - along side what appeared to be a crossed set of cats-of-nine tails. "Well, maybe not so ordinary a rush," she thought.

John led her around the room and introduced her using only first names. Everyone seemed very friendly and while many gave her frankly appraising looks, she noticed she was doing the same to them. Everyone here seemed confident with themselves and no one seemed to mind the looks. Anyway, they weren't the same kind of looks that most people found repulsive from strangers. Laura decided her first impression was that this was a group to which she felt a real attraction and to which she wouldn't mind belonging. Then she remembered exactly what they did as a group and once again became apprehensive.

Laura met the other prospective pledges along with the members. There were two girls and three guys just like John had said. A petit Asian-looking girl with waist length, dark hair and a really enchanting smile had the very American name of Carol Anne. Two of the men - James and Rick - looked enough alike to be brothers, but Laura was assured they had never met. Still both were about 5' 10", had dark brown hair neatly parted on the left, and deep brown eyes. The third male of the group was named Paul and had the blonde haired, blue eyed look of a Scandinavian. And the other girl, Ashley, looked like she could have been a model. She had dark, red-brown hair worn in a pony tail and deep emerald green eyes. Laura had always considered her figure to be excellent, but Ashley's was truly outstanding. She must have spent an hour or so a day working out. But what startled Laura the most about Ashley was not her looks but the fact that Laura found herself wondering what it would be like to run her hands over that great figure. "I've certainly developed some new ideas recently," she thought.

For about forty-five minutes everyone just circulated and talked. Everyone seemed relaxed and interested in her and the other new people. None of the talk was prying or too personal, but it was clear that they were interested without being overly nosy. No one asked detailed personal questions, like what her father did or what kind of house or car she had. This in itself made it different from one of the Greek house rushes. Another difference was in the refreshments. Laura noticed soft drinks, juices, and bottled water, but no alcohol. And although there was an atmosphere of contained sexuality - everyone obviously knew what this was all about - there was nothing on the surface which could be described as crude or even risque.

After a while one of the members called for everyone's attention. "If you would like to have seats, we'd like to tell you prospective pledges something about our group so you can - pardon the pun - get a feel for what we're like."

Everyone laughed a little, but it was a laugh at a funny remark, not a snicker. John stayed with Laura and she noticed that the other new people each had someone of the opposite gender who remained close to them. People began to find seats at the few tables set up near one end of the room. Laura found herself and John at a table with four others including James and a girl named Janet who appeared to be John's counterpart. The other couple were Frank and Kelly. When everyone was settled, the man who had spoken introduced himself as Tom and with him a lovely young woman named Barb. He said that while the club didn't spend much of any time on internal politics, he and Barb were the current co-presidents even though this post usually shifted two or three times a year.

"Let me give you some information about the club," Tom said. "Afterwards if you have questions, and I'm sure there will be some, we'll try to answer or find someone who can."

"First a little history. The club has been around here for twenty years. It was started by three couples who found they had a common interest in playing BDSM games and wanted some safe companions with whom to share them. It has now been organized so that we take in about six new members a year from the freshman class. That way when the senior six graduate each year our membership is pretty constant between eighteen and twenty-four."

"Right now we're meeting in one member's house, but we do have a house of our own. In that we are like some of the Greek houses and, in fact, most, but not all, of our members live in the house. There's no pressure either way. And we do not live as masters and slaves. We do have a party or activity about every other week and often many smaller groups of members have some kind of activity. But if you are looking for someone with whom to share a 24/7 BDSM relationship, this is not the group. We all like BDSM but we have other things in life, too."

"Another thing, we don't want anyone who is totally top or totally bottom. We find ourselves switching roles in a variety of combinations. Sure, some find they like being the 'victim' a little more and will end up being bottom more times than not. But no one is exclusive either way."

"I should also mention that when our members graduate they are not completely gone forever. Most of course will be moving to many different locations across the country, but occasionally we'll have a - call it a homecoming - and a few will come back for a weekend. We are also invited to join them occasionally in some activity they have set up. For example, one actually owns a small island in the Caribbean and has had the club down for a week."

"These activities are usually intense BDSM sex scenes, but I want to stress two things: One, no one is ever expected to participate unless they want. And, two, no one but current and past club members is ever involved, with the exception that the wife or husband of a past member may take part."

Barb stepped forward. "Now let me tell you a little about membership. First, in order to be here tonight, several things have already happened. You had to be personally recommended by a current member. These members will be your sponsors as you go through pledging. Secondly, you have demonstrated a real interest in BDSM sex play. And thirdly you have expressed an interest in possibly joining."

"Before you decide if you're still interested, I'm going to tell you a few things about what we are and what we are not. First what we are not. As we've already said we are not a club for anyone who is looking for a permanent or even long term commitment as a master or slave. We don't get involved in psychological dominance games. There's never any humiliation or degradation. There is never - let me emphasize NEVER - anything non-consensual. Everyone will ALWAYS have a safe word - in fact, two - and these words will be immediately recognized and obeyed. Also there is never any activity which will result in any real damage. No permanent marks. That means no scars, piercings, and no tatoos. In fact, no blood. We do not allow the skin to be broken."

"As to what we are, we enjoy bondage and discipline and sex. No one here is just into pain. That's definitely not our thing. We do like pain as a sexual stimulation, but it's the sex we're really after. We like the variety of a group and activities may include two or more - but the choice is always up to the individual. I'll say again, no one ever is expected to do anything unless they want."

"Likewise we don't tell you that you have to be bi or exclusively hetero. As it happens we almost never have any men who are interested in any gay activity but most, although not all, of the women enjoy sex with both genders."

"One of the things we will not compromise on however is this: No drugs or alcohol. By this I mean absolutely no drugs at any time. And no alcohol is ever used during any BDSM activity. Even a drink or two can distort judgment and might result in someone getting hurt. Besides, we all get so high on sex no one needs chemicals."

Tom stepped forward again. "The whole idea is to have a safe place and a trusted, compatible group for our games. To insure this one of the things required if you decide you want to join will be a physical and a blood test. And a blood test every six months as long as you participate in club activities. We don't want to have to worry constantly about protection from any STD. We also expect our female members to use either an implant or be on the pill. One of our former members runs a clinic near here and can handle all of this for any of you."

"If, after tonight, you and we both decide the club is for you, we will help you arrange for the physical and then let you know the date for a formal pledging. There will then be several more "pledge weekends" and finally an initiation. The initiation will take place during spring break, so let your parents know you won't be home, but don't make any plans to go elsewhere. I can promise you'll have more fun than somewhere else anyway."

"Now I know you must have some questions forming, but first Barb and I want to show you a few of our 'toys.' As I've said the club has a lot of different activities - in addition to our parties, there are trips, camping, sailing, and other things. But most of what we're about is a simple three letter word: sex. And what might be called kinky sex, at that. But it's all just an exciting game. So, anyway, we'll pass around some of the toys we've been keeping hidden in the box up here. Feel free to ask us or any of the members about them."

While he was saying this, Barb was bringing our a couple of medium sized boxes and began taking items from them. She and Tom carried several to each of the four tables and placed them in front of those seated there. Laura saw several things she recognized and a few she didn't. There were leather cuffs a lot like the ones she had used on John. There were also several dildos and vibrators, some clamps, and a smooth plastic device, sort of cone shaped on the top tapering from about one and a half inches in diameter down to a smooth point. At the large end the device narrowed to a short shaft about half in inch in diameter and then flared out to a wide, flat base. The upper part looked something like a dildo to Laura, but she couldn't figure what the rest of it was for.

She picked it up and examined it. "Ever see one of those before?" asked Janet.

Laura shook her head. "What exactly is it?" she asked. "It looks a little like a dildo, but not exactly.

Janet smiled. "Well, you've got the right idea, just the wrong location. It's a butt plug. Once inserted your muscles hold it in place and the flare keeps it from going all the way in."

Laura looked surprised. "Can something this big really fit there?" she asked. "It looks like it would tear someone apart."

Janet and Kelly both laughed. "Not really," Kelly said, "but sometimes I think it feels like it."

"Actually if you get used to it gradually it goes in without hurting at all," Janet said. :And it gives a great feeling of fullness. Right, James?"

Startled, James first turned a little red, but then grinned and said, "Definitely! It can make being tied all night very interesting."

Laura smiled and put it down. She looked at the object James had been holding. It appeared to be a cat, but of a very small size. There was a handle about four inches long topped with several strands of leather each about ten inches. James followed her gaze and realized he was still holding the object. "What's this for?" he asked.

"What's it look like?" Frank asked. "It's a whip, but one designed for use on certain small areas. It's actually called a penis whip but works well on a girl's tits and pussy, too, doesn't it, Kelly?"

"It sure does," Kelly replied. "But it also does a pretty good job on its namesake."

Laura found that surprisingly she wasn't really embarrassed to talk about these things with this group. "I guess maybe this means I've found some people enough like me to be really comfortable," she thought. She also noticed that while someone might briefly turn red or stutter a little - like James had - it was quickly forgotten and no one held it against them.

People began to pass things from one table to another. Laura saw several more things she could only guess about and then she noticed something she could easily identify, but would never have thought of as one of these toys. There was a big, red enema bag! She had never considered an enema sexy, but now that she thought about it - along with her newly discovered liking for a finger in her bottom - she realized the thought of the water flowing into her, especially if she was helplessly tied, really turned her on. This was definitely something she might want to investigate.

A leather harness crossed the table. It looked like it would fit around the waist with another strap running front and back between the legs. "Well, with that strap it must be worn by a woman - or some guy with no balls to squish," Laura thought to herself. But what was it for? Then she noticed that it looked like something could be attached to the front-back strap. She held it up with a questioning look. Janet reached over and picked up a seven inch dildo. She then inserted and attached it to the front strap of the harness. A look of understanding crossed Laura's face, and she said, "For one of us to use on another girl?"

Janet nodded and added, "Or so we can use it on a man."

A picture came, unbidden, into Laura's mind. A picture of John bent over and tied to a chair, legs spread, as she approached him from behind wearing the harness and dildo. All she could think was "Wow!" Another thing she had never thought about but that would certainly bear further investigation. A whole new world was opening to her tonight.

After another half hour or so, Barb stood up again and asked, "Now that you have had a little while to think about it, do any of you have some questions.?

Ashley raised her hand and said, "I know the Greeks like to keep things like this secret, but can you tell us a little of what to expect if we pledge?"

Barb said, "Well, we do want some surprises, but, yes, I can give you a pretty good idea. Also remember, all of us have gone through pretty much the same thing and I don't think anyone has ever wished they hadn't had to. First, when you come back for the pledge ceremony you can expect to spend Friday night through Sunday morning. Friday will involve some play - rites of passage, so to speak - but you will not be involved in any sex. You won't have to completely undress in front of everyone, but you can count on some bondage and a spanking or the like."

"Let me say that anytime during this weekend you will still have the opportunity to back out if you find this isn't for you. For that reason you won't know the exact location until after that weekend is over."

"Saturday will be more intense, will involve partial or even complete nudity, but again probably no sex. We may have to see how it goes. We want you to be really sure before we start that. Besides, all the stimulation without the release will make the experience more, shall we say, intense."

"If by Sunday morning you are still determined to join us, you will be given more information about the club and turned over to a Pladgemaster and Pledgemistress who will give you more instructions. You can then count on spending the next three weekends or so at the house in pledge training. This actually includes a lot of instruction and demonstrations of a number of the arts of pleasure and of BDSM techniques plus more information about the club. There are other benefits of membership we won't talk about until then."

"It will also include some discipline and punishment. I should say that we use terms like 'punishment,' 'discipline,' and even 'torture,' but remember that nothing is ever done unless you want it. You've all demonstrated an interest it this type of activity or you wouldn't be here, so we know you like the idea of what someone else, not so inclined, might really consider torture. If you picked a typical person here on campus and told them they were to be tied and have their bare ass whipped with a cat-of-nine tails, they would probably be terrified. But we would think it fun."

Rick hadn't said a lot and now raised his hand. "I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I'm wondering a little about security. I know you have kept a lot secret, even where we are now. I have no problem with this and in your position I wouldn't want it any other way. But suppose after the pledge weekend someone decides to drop out. What's to keep them from talking and embarrassing the rest of us. Depending on what happened this could be devastating to our families or our careers. How can you be sure of secrecy?"