Into the Maelstrom

"Not until Tiffany has been completely initiated. Shouldn't be long. See you in the living room," Tamiko said over her shoulder as she quickly left Carolyn.

So, in spite of everything that had happened to her, she was still going to be here for the initiation ceremony. She couldn't believe it. Her head was swimming, she felt very tired, and yet her body had never been more alive. It was positively tingling with sensations.

Well, if Tamiko wanted her to stay then so be it. It was the least the she could do for all of Tamiko's kindness towards her. Besides, the way Tamiko has been describing it, it should prove of cultural interest if nothing else.

*****

When Carolyn returned to the living room, she felt greatly refreshed, although still a little dazed from the things that had happened to her already this evening. It's amazing what some cold water, an empty bladder, and a few Mai Tais will do for a person, she thought. Strange though, even after being fully dressed again, she found that her vagina still felt squishy to her. She could only hope that she would not embarrass herself before she could thankfully leave for her own apartment.

In the time that she had been gone, some changes had taken place.

The lights were all off, except for some candles and smoking sticks of incense placed in a circle around one of the couches. On the backless couch was Tiffany, lying full-length on her back, with Tamiko standing alongside her. Tiffany's bikini bottoms had joined her top on the floor, leaving the golden teenager completely naked. Tamiko looked like she was massaging the teenager's curved thighs. Carolyn remembered Tamiko saying that a lot of what was going to happen here tonight was based on various Japanese customs, some of which could be traced to the national Japanese religion of Shinto. Tamiko had told her that nudity sometimes played a great part in these rituals, and here it was already.

Carolyn Lord loved religious ceremonies and she was suitably impressed as she watched Tamiko, still in her robe, move her small hands up and down Tiffany's closed thighs. Whatever Tamiko was doing, Carolyn saw that Tiffany was really enjoying it, which wasn't really a suitable response to a formal ceremony like this, thought Carolyn. Hopefully the girl will eventually get caught up in the religious fervor of the thing.

Tamiko repositioned Tiffany's legs, so that the teenager's naked vagina was now plainly exposed. The bullet-shaped nipples on Tiffany's exposed breasts stood taut. In the candle light, Tiffany's suntanned flesh fairly gleamed in the darkness. She could see the fixed gazes of the other girls watching Tiffany, and knew that they too had been affected by the ceremony. Carolyn could feel herself becoming fascinated by what her new friend Tamiko was doing to the pliant Tiffany and she unconsciously moved closer to the inner circle for a better view.

Her own repressed and highly controlled life had never prepared her for what was now taking place in front of her. She shuddered in sympathy as she watched Tamiko lean over Tiffany's waist. She wasn't sure why the Japanese girl was so interested in Tiffany's pubic area, but whatever it was it definitely had Tiffany squirming like crazy. Carolyn remembered her own annual physicals and got chills just thinking about it.

Tamiko them abruptly stood up.

"She is ready," she intoned to the room, as she stepped out of the circle and disappeared into the darkness.

Maria, Tiffany's friend from work and now quite naked, then replaced the departing Tamiko. She sat on the couch right between Tiffany's parted legs. Two other girls, a nude Amber and Kathy, positioned themselves kneeling on either side of the golden Tiffany's shoulders. It was obvious to Carolyn that the true ceremony was about to begin!

She watched as Maria bent between Tiffany's upper thighs and placed her face directly over Tiffany's exposed pubic area. The girls on either side of Tiffany knelt beside her. Each placed her mouth on one of the teenager's pert breasts and began to nibble and suck on the highly erect nipples. Carolyn wasn't sure but she thought she saw through the darkness Tiffany's eyes cross in response to this part of the ceremony regarding her firm young body.

Carolyn could not tear her eyes from the scene before her. What was going on here? she wondered. This was just supposed to some sort of religious initiation for Tiffany. She had heard stories from her cousins who had gone to college about some of the terrible things they had to do for acceptance into their sororities. Complete physicals, that sort of thing, and given not by doctors either, but by the sorority members themselves. It must be the same here, she thought. Now she had to watch this in person. Oh my God!

Well, this was what Tiffany wanted, and now there she was, laying on her back completely naked and being examined by a...a another woman! A naked woman at that! Two other women were now washing her off with their tongues, for God's sake! And why are they concentrating on her breasts like that? How dirty could they get? Her own breasts tingled in response to the sight, her nipples becoming very erect in their confining bra cups as she guiltily remembered her own weird experience with Tamiko. Her heart beat was increasing and the room felt increasingly stuffy. Carolyn crossed her arms over her chest to try and quiet her breasts down. My God! She was reacting to a physical exam being given to another person! What was wrong with me? she wondered.

She stole another look in the darkness and could see the faces of the other girls reflected in the dim candle light. They still looked fascinated at the sight. She could tell! Well, they must really take their physical fitness seriously here.

Actually, the other women in the room were really watching something else. It was what they had in fact been secretly watching all evening. It was the cool, beautiful Carolyn! They remembered how she had reacted to the bathing suits, the Mai Tais, and finally Tamiko's sex talk. They remembered how quickly Carolyn's body responded to Tamiko's actions in the guest restroom. They observed her very carefully now. They saw Carolyn's flushed face. They noted how she kept staring at Tiffany's exposed pussy. They observed with pleasure the rapid rise and fall of Carolyn's full chest, underneath the well-tailored suit jacket. The normally very cool and collected Carolyn was not looking so very cool and collected at all!

There was a chance at Carolyn after all, and their eyes met with knowing looks. It was why they agreed to do this in the first place. Girls like Tiffany were true gold to this group of lesbians, but a Carolyn only came along once or twice in a lifetime. In fact, they let Tiffany join the group and come this night if only she could bring the unaware Carolyn with her. It was her price of admission. And so, here she was. A chance at the prime cherry, the ultimate conquest. The group couldn't believe their luck!

Three lesbians moved to unobtrusively surround the unsuspecting 30-year old woman. Tamiko, nude and unobserved, was standing directly behind her, with Samantha to the left and Fawn to the right of her, still wearing their brief bikinis.

Carolyn was so mesmerized by Tiffany's medical inspection that she first noticed Samantha and Fawn only when Fawn put an arm around her waist. Carolyn jerked at the innocent contact but was too intent on what was happening to Tiffany to say anything. She did not like it when anyone got too physical with her.

"Do you find it exciting, Carolyn?" Fawn whispered. The presence of the two semi-nude girls (they were now both topless) in such close proximity to her was making her very uneasy.

"It's just a physical for a ceremony," Carolyn replied primly.

Carolyn jumped as each girl took hold of one of her arms. They gently but firmly pulled them down from Carolyn's chest and placed them around each girl's naked waist.

"What...are you doing? the surprised woman asked, her hands now full of surprisingly warm, firm flesh.

"We just want a close look at your suit. It looks lovely. Nice material, and it fits so well."

The girls ran their hands over the increasingly nervous Carolyn's sides and back, tugging the jacket this way and that, as if they were tailors testing the fit. She became specially nervous when they started checking the buttons on the front of her double-breasted jacket. Carolyn could feel her face becoming flush as the girl's hands lingered at the buttons which were directly over her breasts.

"Are you hot? It's awfully warm in here. Are you hot, Carolyn?" Fawn whispered in the woman's ear as Samantha deliberately unbuttoned the top button of Carolyn's jacket.

"What?" the flustered woman whispered back, not sure that she had heard correctly.

"I said, are you hot...?"

Carolyn, distracted because Samantha's arm was inadvertently resting on her left breast, looked at Fawn but said nothing as Samantha opened the remaining buttons and pulled the jacket front apart. Carolyn became even more flushed.

"There, that better, isn't it?" cooed the seductive Fawn.

"Y...yes," gasped Carolyn, her mouth suddenly very dry.

"Can you see everything? Can you see how beautiful Tiffany is when she is naked? You like Tiffany when she is naked, don't you, Carolyn?"

This time Carolyn nodded her head in a sudden jerk. Astonished at herself, she realized that she did like to see Tiffany like that. What was wrong with her tonight? She had never felt that way before about anyone.

"Do you see her pussy being licked?" Fawn whispered seductively, brushing Carolyn's hair behind her ear, to give her more direct access. She was leaning even closer to Carolyn's ear than before, deliberately pressing her own lush body up against Carolyn's.

"Oh, my!" Carolyn was stunned. What kind of examination was this, anyway? "Why is she doing that?" she whispered, still shocked.

"Good test of the reflexes and general state of the central nervous system," murmured Fawn. "Haven't you ever been checked there?"

Deeply embarrassed, the transfixed woman could at first only shake her head. "Never like that," she finally was able to whisper huskily.

Fawn released her hold from around Carolyn's waist while Samantha pulled Carolyn's jacket off her shoulders and down her arms. At the same time, Tamiko reached around from behind, undid the woman's thin belt, and pulled it free of her well-tailored slacks.

Fawn and Samantha noted with glee that, even in the candle-lit darkness, Carolyn's erect nipples were clearly visible through the woman's thin blouse and bra. Samantha left to place the carefully folded jacket and belt on a chair in Tamiko's bedroom, and then returned to Carolyn's side. Now both Samantha and Fawn had their arms around the woman's narrow waist. Their hands gradually started moving on Carolyn's torso, especially feeling around the area where Carolyn's blouse was neatly tucked into the waistband of her slacks.

"Stop that," Carolyn said in a distracted way.

"Stop what?"

"You know. Don't be childish."

"Carolyn, really! I don't know what you are talking about?" Fawn said softly in wide-eyed innocence as she and Samantha continued to play on Carolyn's trim torso.

Meanwhile, as Fawn and Sam continued to mind-fuck Carolyn, Tamiko was kneeling behind the flustered Greek girl. Tamiko could only marvel at the evident quality of the woman now standing before her. Even from behind in the candle-lit darkness, her beauty was obvious, and so was her pride. She would be a worthy adversary for her.

Tamiko had spent the evening learning all she could about Miss Lord, and she had found out a great deal of information, much more than even Carolyn realized. The priceless opportunity of dildoing the helpless Carolyn Lord from behind, even before the main event had even started, was something that Tamiko will be thanking the gods for in years to come. Now Tamiko knew exactly what Carolyn was wearing under her suit, especially the aphrodisiac she had the opportunity to place in the crotchband of the woman's panties. She knew that, after some bad Greek-male fumbling as a teenager, and some later groping attempts of her at work, Carolyn Lord had given up any idea of social interaction, including serious dating. Over time, she had become so protective of her womanhood that no one could get close enough to make even a worthwhile attempt. She was 30 years old and (until very recently!) had never really had a sexual experience, simply because she had never been with anyone who knew how to reach her as a woman. Until now.

The Japanese composed herself, as any warrior would before a major battle. She knew it was ridiculous, but at times like this she always though of herself as Tamiko, Lesbian Samurai! As was her mother before her! Bonzai! she thought. It's pay-back time.

Tamiko reverently reached out to the perfect figure before her. Slowly and with great skill, while using just the tips of her fingers, Tamiko began a feather-light tracing of Carolyn's hips and thighs, which were just barely delineated under the expensive thin material of her slacks. She began on the woman's right flank. Tamiko's right hand walked around Carolyn's thigh to her right buttock. She made a figure-8 pattern as she ever so lightly moved her fingers over the firm half-moon before her. Tamiko then lifted her hand and repeated the process on the left buttock. Getting no response from the now totally distracted Carolyn, Tamiko now used both hands, touching and moving, touching and moving, all across the unaware woman's thighs and buttocks.

Carolyn didn't know what Fawn or Samantha wanted with her, but she certainly didn't like the way they were acting so familiar with her body.

"I don't like to be touched," Carolyn told Fawn. "It's not right."

"But we're not touching you, are we, Samantha?" Fawn murmured as she began to dip a finger in and out of the waist of Carolyn's slacks.

"No, of course we aren't," Samantha whispered as she nonchalantly rubbed the area of Carolyn's stomach. "It's Tiffany who is being touched. Watch her being touched, Carolyn."

"I said to stop what you're doing. I'm not like that."

"Not like what?"

"I'm not like other people. I don't like being touched."

"By men or by women?" Fawn innocently asked.

"I don't like being touched by anyone. But especially by men of course!" Carolyn gasped with feeling. Too much happening too fast was wearing Carolyn's nerves to a frazzle. She normally would never talk of such private things, but tonight it just came spilling out. "Men are always trying to touch me. I don't like it."

"Where are they trying to touch you?"

"In the office, at meetings, in a store. Anywhere and everywhere! I hate it."

"No, I mean where on you are they trying to touch?"

"You mean on my...my body?" Carolyn dropped her head in embarrassment. "Everywhere," she whispered with feeling.

"You mean like here..." Fawn's right hand closed over the tip of Carolyn's full right breast hidden under her blouse and bra.

Carolyn nodded frantically. Oh my God! she thought. She's touching my breast.

"...and here..." Fawn's left hand slipped down and cupped the woman's firm right buttock.

Again, Carolyn could only nod frantically, hoping only that Fawn would quickly remove her hands from her private places.

"When are they trying to touch you?" Fawn asked sympathetically as she began to rhythmically squeeze Carolyn's breast and buttock. Carolyn's mind went blank. She couldn't concentrate on anything except on what Fawn's hands were doing to her. The room started spinning and she couldn't get her breath. A woman was holding her and she didn't know what to do!

"When? I would really like to know. What's wrong, Carolyn?"

"I...I can't think when you do that."

"Do what?"

Carolyn knew that her only salvation from Fawn hands was to answer her impossible questions. If only she would keep her hands still for a moment and let her get her breath back, but Fawn's hands kept moving, now in a circular motion over her breast and buttocks.

"Touch me. When you touch me like that it is very distracting and I don't like it. Please stop!"

Fawn gave Carolyn's superb ass and chest a final firm squeeze for emphasis, and reluctantly pulled her hands away.

"It doesn't mean anything. We aren't men, Carolyn. We're just girls. Here you are perfectly safe. You known when girls touch girls it's just in friendship."

"Yes," responded Carolyn wearily, "I understand that. I just do not like being touched by anyone, anywhere."

Fawn already had her arm around Carolyn's waist.

"But we're girls, Carolyn. Doesn't that make a difference?"

"I'm not a...a less.. I like men."

"Not a lesbian? Well, who around here is? "But you said they were always trying to take advantage by touching you."

"That's right. Anytime, day or night. It doesn't matter with them. They are always trying to touch my body."

We are doing this just for the initiation, so it shouldn't matter, should it? You should not feel a thing. Remember, this is for Tiffany's benefit."

"What?" asked the increasingly confused young woman.

Fawn thought for a moment, then realized that this was the opportunity for which she had been waiting.

"Look, Carolyn. Samantha and I would much rather be helping with Tiffany's ceremony, but we must stay with you and make sure that you are checked out thoroughly. Tiffany has to be able to see everyone taking part in the ceremony, everyone being examined, even if it is just a little. Otherwise it will ruin everything," stated Fawn quietly yet firmly.

"Is this true?" Carolyn asked Samantha.

"Oh, yes. Absolutely," breathed the beautiful Samantha, her hand now inside the front of Carolyn's silk blouse, rubbing the warm soft flesh of her abdomen. "Tiffany's the star tonight, and we have to do everything we can to make it work for her. We don't want to touch you at all. It's just that we have to. And we have to make it seem convincing to Tiffany for this to work at all."

"Oh," said the doubtful Carolyn. She couldn't think clearly anymore. Too much was happening to her too fast and she had no clue as to what to do about it. She wondered if she was really in over her head and should just leave and phone her apologies in later.

Then, her old self-assurance took over. After going through this far, just to back out now? No, she gave her word and would just have to go through with it. More for Tamiko's sake (were was she, anyway?) than for Tiffany's sake, she would have to make the supreme sacrifice and let someone touch her for once, and then just for a brief moment in time. But, she was in a room full of women, children really. What was she getting so upset about?

Fawn was right. It doesn't really matter. They could never get to her, never reach her. Not like the few men she had known who always tried to do her. Thankfully, that was impossible here. It was silly of her even to worry about it. In a room full of women, she was always safe.

"OK. I'll participate, but just a little. You may...examine me." and there let the matter rest. Immediately after agreeing to it, she regretted doing so. She agreed because she had been drinking too much, feeling too much, watching too much. Emotions which she never suspected having had picked tonight of all nights to storm her sensibilities. She was angry with herself for even being in this apartment in the first place. She didn't know these women, and she didn't really want to. They were after all Tiffany's friends. She didn't like it, them touching her so freely. She didn't like it at all, even if it wasn't sexual! But if she let them do what they wanted, even for just a little bit of time, perhaps they'll just get board and eventually leave her alone and go bother Tiffany or someone. They are practically children after all. Or, even better, the initiation will finally end and she can safely leave.