At the Fetish Parasite

After a breakup with my longtime boyfriend, my friend Jeena said that I needed a change to snap out of my depression. She decided that one night after class she would take me to one of her favorite clubs. The first thing she did was chose an outfit for me out of her closet. I was horrified at her choice but I had to remember that I was at her whim for the night. I was clad in black fishnet thigh-high stockings with a short black leather miniskirt with circular cutouts from the hem to the waist, which made it impossible to wear any panties underneath. For a shirt, she had me wear a fishnet long sleeved shirt, through which a black lace bouldould be seen. This outfit left nothing to the imagination but once I put it on, and looked at myself in the mirror, I didn’t feel embarrassed at the thought of going out like that because even if I did see anyone I knew, they surely wouldn’t recognize me. Next, she did my hair and make-up to complete the metamorphosis. She slicked back my long auburn hair into and gave me heavy eye makeup to bring out my blue eyes. She used a heavy amount of white powder to my face to give it the gothic ghostly pallor.

We arrived a half an hour before midnight at the club, which was called Fetish Parasite, and just before we got to the door, she stopped me suddenly.

“I almost forgot to tell you! The first time you go to this club we have a little ritual called a virgin sacrifice!” She saw my eyes open wide in horror. “Don’t worry it’s nothing bad, they just have your sponsor bring you on stage and you get down on your knees and take a cherry out of Dominic Kayne’s hand--he’s the guy who runs the club. The cherry being the symbolic ‘losing of the cherry’ and then you get the ‘mark of Kayne’ which is just a mark on your forehead symbolizing you as a virgin. Then you get down off the stage, everyone cheers for you, and men will buy your drinks all night because of the mark. You won’t have to spend a cent tonigh
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I felt my knees go weak at the thought of being paraded around in front of people, but then I remembered that I would likely never see these people ever again so it really didn’t matter if I looked like an idiot for just one night. We flashed our IDs at the bouncer and were whisked into the club immediately. The club consisted of three main rooms with the largest having an ominous stage up front, which I looked at in horror. The air was thick with fog of incense and swirling black lights that made everyone look a little odd. There was a constant roar of industrial music; you had to shout to be heard if you wanted to have a conversation. At the stoke of midnight the music cut off and the crowd roared, a moment later the lights came up a bit on the stage and a towering figure appeared in front of the cheering crowd.

He seemed to stand almost six and a half feet tall and was thin as a rail. His ribs stood out against his milky white skin and he was naked to the waist, clad only in a pair of skintight leather pants and a dazzling array of tattoos and piercings. He had pitch-black hair that was shaved into a Mohawk and it stood on its end in gigantic foot long spikes.

He grabbed the microphone and shouted into it, “Now it’s time to make our sacrifices to our dark god!!! Everyone who has a virgin, please horde them to the stage so we can take our fill, and you virgins, don’t worry, this wont hurt...for long!!!” That brought up a new roar from the crowd mixed with lecherous laughter. What the hell did I get myself into???

Jeena took my arm and lead me to the stage, my mind went blank, and it seemed like I went into a coma. I had tunnel vision, I seemed to block out all the sound of the crowd, and my focus was only on Dominic. This man was my doom, it was like he was my executioner and I was being led to my death. Another couple made it to the stage before we did so I got to see the ritual before I had to experience it.

The first was a guy wearing what looked like a cross between a funeral shroud and a monk’s robe who led a skater punk girl onto the stage. Dominic bound her hands behind her and brought her down to her knees in front of him. She was smiling stupidly obviously enjoying all this attention.

“This is the first virgin to be sacrificed for the night, my Dark Lord. I hope you accept her cherry as my offer” Dominic announced to the crowd and brought out a red cherry that he was holding by its stem. He brought the cherry down to her lips and placed it between her teeth. She sucked it off the stem and lewdly rolled it around her tongue in a simulated act of cunnilingus. Then Dominic dipped his finger into some viscous red fluid and drew a cross on her forehead in mock Ash Wednesday fashion. Overall, it didn’t seem too bad, a little embarrassing but nothing more than that. Then Dominic sighed and rolled his e at at this woman’s display, it was obvious that she was enjoying it too much.

Then it was my turn. My legs felt like they had just turned to jelly and I was numbly aware that Jeena was leading me up the steps to the stage into the glare of the light. Dominic seemed to tower over me and he looked down at me. His eyes met mine and I looked deep into his face. “...You’re afraid. I can sense it...” his mind telepathically conveyed to me “...I will make everything all right. You don’t have to worry...” Then he turned to the crowd and shouted “Now it’s time for our second sacrifice of the night!!!” and the crowd cheered, but I didn’t seem to notice. I could vaguely hear them but my eyes were locked on Dominic’s eyes. I felt myself calm inside if if he had done something to my mind to calm me, like a minor sedative. I don’t remember the rest of the ceremony because I was in haze of some sort, like my free will had fled my body but I remember him saying that he wanted to explore this virgin more backstage, and that thought sent pulses of excitement through me.

The next thing I remember was that I was still bound and being led to the backstage area by Dominic. I found myself grow wet at the thought of being alone with him, which made me wonder because this was so out of character for me, but a voice inside my head told me not to worry, that everything would be okay.

Dominic led me to a room that was filled with some sort of furniture covered with purple and black drapery. The only light came from some dim wall sconces and I could see about a dozen other people in the room, all wearing those robes that I had seen the sponsor before me wearing. They had cowls pulled down over their faces and I couldn’t tell whether they were male or female just that they had milky white skin. Dominic led me to a platform that was four feet off the ground and lifted me onto it. He unbound my hands and made me lay bac the the platform. The whole congregation moved forward, humming as they approached me. There were suddenly hands all over my body as they gently massaged my skin through my clothes. I felt like screaming for them to drop their hands under the bra and I was burning to feel a mouth, any mouth on my skin. I started to sweat and my thighs were soaking and slick from my sweat. All of the acolytes brought out slender daggers and gently cut away my clothing, without even touching the sharp blades to my flesh. My arms were stretched out to my sides as if I were a cross. My ample breasts stood upright and my nipples stood erect, longing for anyone to touch them. The acolytes poured warm oil over my body and all of them gently massaged it into my flesh. I could feel a moan escape my throat as I felt several pairs of hands running their course over my body, but conspicuously avoiding my most secret of areas and the part of me that was yearning to have the same attention.

Suddenly Dominic was towering over me “...are you still afraid?..” he asked in my mind “...no...” I replied.
“...what do you want me to do to you?..” he asked me. “ I want you to make me cum. I will do anything you want, for however long you want, but I NEED you to make me cum, now...” I replied realizing that by telling him that, I would devote my life to whatever he asked of me.

He gently spread my legs open, he grinned and poured a little oil into his palm. All hands were on me still and I couldn’t determine which belonged to whom. He ran his hand over my mound of pubic hair and I jumped toward his hand needing to feel it on me, all over me, inside me. He rubbed the oil into my pubic hair and teased his index finger down to where the hair stopped and my labia parted, stopping just before the swell of my clit. “...you weren’t lying, I can feel the heat rising up from your moist hole...” He rubbed my clit in little concentric circles with his index finger. My hips swayed in the same concentric circles feeling the rhythm of his movements and trying to savor the moment. Then Dominic cupped his hand sliding three fingers into my quivering wet vagina, while placing his other hand on my hip to steady his body, pinning my hips down to the table. Then he continued to rub in the circles pressing the palm of his hand into my needy clit while gently stroking the inner walls of my hole as my muscles strained to drive his hand deeper inside me. With each pass of his hand, I could feel the orgasm building in me, then he would draw it away, and back and forth, the circles worked my clit. My breath hitched in my chest and I felt that he knew my body and he knew exactly how to make me cum and he was bringing me to that point faster than anyone else ever had. Just before that embrace of ecstasy, he cruelly pulled his hand away denying that moment of bliss. A unjust whimper betrayed my feeling to him but then I felt that same peace knowing that I would soon have everything I ever wanted.

The congregation backed away and I had a mental command to raise up to my knees and spread my them apart as wide as I could. Dominic stood on the ground next to the table behind me. He braced one hand on my warm oily tummy and gently lifted me up slid his hand to my tit and tweaked my nipple. His other hand pushed my upper body slightly forward and I felt his oily hand snake around my anus venturing one finger inside and then another. I never in my life had anyone dare to try to do anything to that part of my body and it wasn’t even in my mind to protest because that was the only thing I wanted in the world at that moment. He fucked my back hole with his fingers getting it increasingly lubed up with the oil. It felt as if my lower body were floating as I felt his finger release my hole to be replaced with his rock-hard penis. It suddenly felt too big! Like I was going to be ripped apart, but it was so warm and I could feel his hips bounce against my ass. He reached around, started playing with my nether lips again, and gave me a kiss on my ear. I felt his breath quicken and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he filled my body with his warm semen, but he slowed his pace.
He forced my legs wider still and had one of the cowled people walk forward. She removed the cowl and dropped the robe to the floor revealing her beautiful naked form. She was about my height and had long platinum blond hair and small high set breasts. She crawled onto the table, laid flat on her back, and positioned herself underneath me as I straddled her face. Dominic still pumped my ass behind me and whispered audibly into my ear, “Just relax, you are almost ready to become one of us.”

The blond wrapped her ruby lips around my clit, sucking deeply as if she were trying to draw my fluids far into her mouth. She reached up grabbing my hips and forcing my wet pussy down onto her face. Her nose nuzzled my front hole at the same time Dominic squeezed my round ass and impaled my asshole. There were too many sensations coursing through my body and I couldn’t sort out pleasure from pain. I wanted to drive my clit down hard on my blond in my front and I wanted to buck my rear harder into Dominic’s driving hips. Finally, I felt the pressure build inside of me, as if I was going to explode, and the hedonistic couple knew it. As I came I screamed and threw my head back, my long hair drenched with sweat and felt Dominic’s warm mouth on my neck. The blond in my crotch sucked harto mto my clit and bit me deeply with her teeth drawing my blood. As he spurted his cum deep inside my colon, Dominic sank his long canine teeth into my jugular vein draining me of my blood.

“...you are now one of us...”