The Cartwright Society

Founded in the 16th century, the Cartwright Society gained prominence as one of the oldest and most notorious dining clubs at the university. Originally founded by infamous hedonists, libertines, and drunkards, the Society thrived on wild parties fueled by a potent mix of alcohol and the degenerate consumption of the city's abundance of whores and gullible maidens.

While the days of unabashed whoring and debauchery had waned over the years, the Cartwright Society remained committed to upholding the spirit of its notorious traditions, if not all of its more scandalous practices. The stories of legendary orgies and debauched parties of the past lingered in the Society's lore, but they remained just that--stories. The members, though yearning for the thrill of their ancestors' exploits, recognized that times had changed and understood the necessity of restraint.

The excesses of the Society's historical sexual escapades may not have persisted, but the drinking excesses and disregard and contempt for those they believed beneath them, which was practically everyone, remained a constant. What also persisted through the ages was the Society's members' affluence, consisting of privileged individuals from wealthy families who were more than willing to compensate restaurant and bar owners, as well as individuals, for the inevitable damage caused during their escapades. Thus, in a rapidly changing world, the Cartwright Society continued to stand as a beacon of excess and legacy.

In the 1990s, a wave of progressivism washed over the Cartwright Society, breaking down the barriers that had long confined debauchery and excess to male members alone. With a newfound recognition that women were just as capable of embracing decadence and indulgence, a small handful of hell-raising women emerged within the Society, ready to challenge societal norms with their own brand of uninhibited revelry.

These women, equally dedicated to pushing the boundaries of pleasure and exploring the depths of hedonism, reveled in the freedom and autonomy that the Society provided. Few in number, they made their presence very apparent, considering themselves as equals to their male counterparts, unapologetically embracing their desires and flaunting their uninhibited spirits.

On the infamous night, that now stands etched in Cartwright Society history, a raucous meal culminated in the vandalization of a restaurant. Faced with the imminent threat of police detention, the Society narrowly escaped by excessively compensating the disgruntled restaurant owner whose anger soon dissipated under the weight of the recompense. Already barred from most of the city's establishments, they sought refuge in a quiet country pub situated outside the town.

The pub was a quiet haven, inhabited by only a handful of patrons, the elderly landlord, and a young and attractive barmaid named Alice. As the Society members settled in, anticipating yet another round of intoxication, their conversations revolved primarily around the allure and charm of the captivating barmaid. Alice basked in the attention lavished upon her by the male members, their flattery and generous tips further fueling her enjoyment.

Among the three female Society members, Mary, known for her gregarious nature, soon developed a resentment towards Alice due to the men's unwavering interest in her. This jealousy quickly manifested in Mary's attitude, as she engaged Alice in conversation with a tone that dripped with condescension, assuming her to be an uneducated local girl.

Unbeknownst to Mary, Alice was a fellow student at the same institution as the Society members. Hailing from a humble background, Alice relied on her part-time job at the pub to cover her tuition and lodging expenses. Mary's attempts at belittling Alice for her lack of education proved futile, leaving her grasping for another means to demean her. Resorting to derogatory remarks about Alice's background, Mary hoped to strike a nerve. Mary's initial barbs toward Alice, referring to her as a peasant, drew some initial giggles from fellow Society members, but were soon ignored and forgotten. Alice, for her part, remained unfazed by Mary's snide comments, continuing to flirt with the male members of the Society, further stoking Mary's annoyance.

Alice expertly concealed her hurt, masking any trace of vulnerability as Mary made references to her modest upbringing and financial means. Outwardly, she appeared unaffected, maintaining a composed demeanor amidst the society's company. However, beneath her composed facade, Alice keenly felt the disparity in social status compared to her peers at the university. The contrast was never more evident than this evening.

When Alice first arrived at university, she harbored a deep yearning to fit into these exalted circles. She longed to be accepted, to be seen as an equal among those who came from privileged backgrounds. But as time passed, she slowly realized that she didn't naturally belong to this world of opulence and excess. The night she spent serving those she had once hoped to be equal with only served to magnify her feelings of inferiority.

As closing time loomed, and the other patrons dispersed home, the Society members refused to let the pub shut its doors. Their wallets overflowing with wealth, they tempted the elderly landlord with substantial sums of money to keep the establishment open. Fatigued by age but tantalized by the financial offer, the landlord approached Alice and offered her a generous bonus to ensure the bar's continuous operation while he retired for the night. Alice had overhead the words "Cartwright Society" throughout the evening, and knew the legends of its scandalous reputation, but comforted by the presence of three women amongst the group, she accepted the responsibility without hesitation.

With the departure of the landlord, Mary's bitterness toward Alice persisted. However, her fellow Society members, now increasingly intoxicated, admonished her for her behavior, instructing her to be kind to their newfound friend.

Mary, seething with annoyance at being embarrassed in front of the barmaid, decided to alter her tactics. She shifted her approach, complimenting Alice on her dress. Yet, determined to provoke a reaction from Alice, Mary exploited the difference in their financial standings. Suddenly and without warning, she turned to Alice, expressing her overwhelming desire for the dress and offering to buy it from her. Alice naturally laughed off the suggestion as Mary offered increasingly more ridiculous sums for the modest outfit. Finally, as Mary's bidding reach the exorbitant sum of five hundred pounds, Alice was unable to resist. That sum was equivalent to a month's wages at the pub and would make the following term much more comfortable for her. Mary demanded immediate possession of the garment, and insisting that in return for the money, Alice would have to continue serving the Society members in her underwear, an audacious and degrading proposition.

Determined not to be taken advantage of Alice agreed to give Mary the dress on the condition that she handed over the cash first. Mary, with a gleeful smile, complied, thrusting the notes into Alice's waiting hand. As the members of the Society erupted in cheers, their lewd comments filled the air, creating an atmosphere of revelry that bordered on hostility. Perhaps unsurprisingly, the most vicious vitriol came from the other women in the group, who delighted in belittling Alice for being a slut and a whore.

Ignoring the insults and provocation, Alice, with a calculated poise, removed her dress, revealing herself in a simple white bra and panties. The room grew hazy with a mixture of alcohol-fueled desire and the lingering scent of burnt fabric as Mary callously tossed the dress onto the fire. Undeterred by the growing lewdness of the comments directed at her, Alice carried on, serving drinks with a sultry flair that seemed to further ignite the desires of the Society members. Her mind buzzed with thoughts of the money she had earned. Each passing moment, each lewd comment, each demeaning gesture, overshadowed by the allure of financial gain, serving as a powerful distraction from the indignity she was experiencing.

Childish antics filled the room as the male members of the Society reveled in their immaturity, attempting to elicit reactions from Alice through their playful provocations. Peanuts flew through the air, aimed with mischievous precision toward Alice's cleavage, while cheeky requests for drinks from lower shelves echoed in the air. Yet, Alice remained undaunted by their behavior, savoring the attention and recognizing the power she held over these affluent individuals.

With a wicked glimmer in her eyes, Alice embraced the game, her feigned delight amplifying the desires of the crowd. She embodied a fondness for naughtiness, cupping her breasts to catch the peanuts between her ample tits, and seductively bending over to reach drinks from the bottom shelves.

And when the imagination of the Society members was exhausted, Alice invented her own games.

Taking advantage of the landlord's well-stocked fridge, Alice suggested the procurement of two bottles of champagne, normally reserved for rare celebrations. The members of the Society, caught up in the intoxicating energy of the evening, eagerly obliged, their enthusiasm fueling the moment. Of course, Alice added an exorbitant markup to the cost of the bottles, unashamed to take advantage of both their arousal and bottomless pockets.

With a mischievous grin, Alice held the bottles aloft, shaking them vigorously, ready to unleash their effervescent contents. The room brimmed with anticipation as the corks popped, releasing a shower of chilled champagne that rained upon Alice's cavorting body. The liquid clung to her like a second skin, transforming her once-white cotton underwear into sheer, transparent garments that left little to the imagination.

Unfazed by the exposure, Alice turned around, presenting her backside to the eager crowd. Handing the bottles to two of the women present, her playful invitation urged them to pour more champagne over her, creating a sensual symphony of liquid caresses against her bare flesh. The cold droplets mingled with her own warmth, heightening the sensations that coursed through her body.

With a graceful turn, Alice faced the crowd once more, her gaze smoldering with desire. The last of the bottle's contents was poured by the women, with deliberate seduction, into her open mouth, tracing a tantalizing path down her chin and onto her already soaked breasts. Every gesture, every movement, was an invitation to indulge in the pleasures of the moment.

The room erupted with a mixture of applause and raucous cheers; the crowd intoxicated by the provocative display before them.

Amidst the chaos, Mary remained relentless in her quest to further degrade Alice. Seizing an opportunity to exert dominance, she suddenly inquired about the price of Alice's bra.

Alice stared down at her soaking bra, the fabric clinging to her skin and barely obscuring her nipples. In that moment, a wave of defiance washed over her, and Alice realized she had nothing to lose. Refusing to back down or allow Mary to think she had the upper hand, Alice offered her bra for an additional five hundred pounds.

To her astonishment, the Society members swiftly pooled their resources, presenting Alice with the requested amount. The room erupted in a cacophony of cheers and jeers, their comments growing ever more lewd and degrading.

With the money securely in her hands, Alice's playful demeanor took on a new level of confidence. She marveled at the extravagant spending of these privileged individuals. Alice steeled herself, refusing to show any hint of discomfort, and stepped forward, unashamed and unyielding. In a deliberate act of defiance, she confidently unclasped her bra, her actions drawing the attention of every member present. Silence blanketed the room, a collective gasp hanging in the air as the bra slipped from Alice's fingers, its descent to the floor marking a symbolic shift in power. And then, as if triggered by an invisible cue, the room exploded into a cacophony of exuberant cheers, celebrating Alice's audacity and liberation. The discarded bra lay as a testament to her triumph, a symbol of her refusal to be diminished by the degrading desires of others. Her damp bra now discarded, she stood there, naked and unashamed, embracing her own vulnerability and strength.

With her breasts now exposed, Alice's imagination spun a web of captivating games, fueled by her daring spirit. With an enchanting smile, she demanded the purchase of another bottle of champagne, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Once procured, Alice gracefully poured the champagne over her body, letting it cascade off her breasts and down her stomach. Her enraptured audience eagerly positioned themselves at her feet, mouths agape, their tongues poised to capture the flowing champagne as it trickled down her body Alice's limbs.

Alice, ever the provocateur, pointed past Mary to the other two female participants and beckoned them toward her. They were given the special honor of licking champagne directly off Alice's breasts, an invitation they gratefully accepted. With little encouragement they were soon sucking champagne off Alice's erect nipples like nursing infants.

The champagne flowed unceasingly, bottle after bottle, until the supply was finally exhausted. The two female participants, driven by their own desires and a shared excitement, eagerly licked every remaining drop that clung to Alice's glistening skin. Their tongues traced a path from her neck down to her thighs, exploring every curve and contour. The male onlookers cheered and reveled in the spectacle, their excitement palpable in the air.

But amidst the chaos and revelry, Mary stood on the periphery, her eyes filled with a mix of disbelief and betrayal. She had hoped for camaraderie and support from the other female Society members, only to witness their eager involvement in the unfolding debauchery.

Alice could sense the growing resentment emanating from Mary, and she recognized the need to address the situation before it escalated further. Despite her own vulnerability in this environment, Alice was not one to tolerate attempts to undermine or demean her.

Before Mary could even voice her next request, and demonstrating her ownership of her own body, Alice turned to Mary and asserted her own terms, demanding an additional one thousand pounds for her panties.

Mary, confronted with Alice's unyielding self-determination and the fierce resolve in her eyes, could only falter in her pursuit. Recognizing the futility of her attempts to degrade Alice, she stepped back, silenced by the collective uproar and the realization that Alice had bested her, at least for now.

The crowd, on the other hand, erupted in a renewed frenzy, their enthusiasm and lust-filled desires overpowering any lingering reservations. Money flowed once again, a testament to the Society members' insatiable craving, and with a flourish, Alice shed her panties, her body bathed in a triumphant glow. She stood before the Society, head held high, an emblem of control and self-ownership.

Unyielding and unashamed, Alice radiated a confidence that surpassed any discomfort or shame. She was two thousand pounds richer, and infinitely more assured and confident.

As Alice continued to dance and flirt with the increasingly inebriated Society members, a sly smile played on her lips as she contemplated the opportunity to take advantage of these pompous, overprivileged fools. In that moment, a spark ignited within her, fueled by a desire to extract every penny from their deep pockets.

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Alice reached for the bar's bell, its metallic chime cutting through the haze of the raucous scene. The members turned their attention to her, their eyes fixated on the enticing figure before them. She issued a bold challenge, demanding that they gather a staggering five thousand pounds between them. Promising to make it worth their while, she left no doubt that the ensuing spectacle would be an experience they wouldn't soon forget.

The Society members, captivated by the audacity of Alice's proposal, engaged in a frenzied scramble to collect the requested sum. Cash exchanged hands and Alice watched with a glimmer of satisfaction as the money flowed into her awaiting palms.

With a devious smile, Alice provocatively posed her question, playfully teasing, "Which of you naughty boys are brave enough to play with me?" Despite the boisterous bravado projected by the assembled Society members, only two audacious souls dared to step forward. Quentin and Sebastian stood resolute before Alice, their hearts pounding in anticipation. Savoring her authority, Alice smoothly requested their names, relishing the palpable power she held over them.

As the room held its breath, Alice took a gleaming coin from the bar and with a graceful flick, she sent it into the air before snatching it from its path and revealing its verdict to the anxious onlookers. Heads. The coin had chosen Sebastian as the victor, and Alice was ready to present his prize.

At Alice's direction the other men swiftly cleared a space amidst the bustling bar, forming a tight-knit circle around a solitary chair that would serve as the epicenter of the unfolding spectacle. Sebastian nervously took his seat, his face flushed with a potent blend of anticipation and desire. The remaining Society members, including Mary, gathered closely, their eyes shining with a mixture of fascination, envy, and unbridled excitement as they eagerly awaited the intimate performance about to unfold.

As the crowd roared in anticipation, Alice embraced her role as the seductress, weaving her body through a choreography of desire. her movements becoming increasingly provocative, each gesture an invitation to indulge in their carnal desires.

Alice danced with an erotic fervor, captivating the room with every sway of her hips and every undulation of her curves. She shook her breasts, accentuating their allure, while her curvy ass bounced and clapped beyond any sense of restraint or decency.

As the tempo intensified, Alice's gyrations grew more explicit, leaving little to the imagination. She brushed her body against Sebastian, her touch teasing and arousing, sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine. The crowd, including Mary, watched with wide-eyed fascination, captivated by Alice's uninhibited display. The loudest cheers came from other two female participants who were shameless in their enjoyment of the evenings proceedings.

With an undeniable allure in her eyes, Alice stepped closer to Sebastian, her ass now only inches away from his face. The tension in the room intensified as she placed his hands on her own body, guiding his touch along her curves. Sebastian's trembling hands explored Alice's form before she turned to face him and skillfully removed his shirt. Now entranced by Alice's seduction, he yielded to her next request, removing his belt and setting it aside. The room watched with rapt attention as Alice directed him to pull down his trousers and free his engorged cock.

Alice playfully feigned surprise and wonderment at Sebastian's nudity and arousal, her eyes dancing with mischievous delight. The room erupted in a chorus of excited whispers and raucous cheers as the crowd eagerly anticipated the next move in this seductive game of allure.

Temptingly licking her lips, Alice teasingly bent down toward Sebastian's crotch and his swollen cock, her head moving tantalizingly closer but never quite meeting him. The crowd's anticipation grew with every moment, their desires reaching a fever pitch as Sebastian's prick twitched in desperation to feel Alice's touch.