THE INSIDERS

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 9 ]

Two days later, I was summoned to an “emergency meeting” of the Insiders. In my brief stint as an Insider so far, I’d noticed that the Insiders weren’t necessarily real chummy. I enjoyed hanging out with Caroline and Yvette, but didn’t see the others often. Megan and Kilie didn’t hang out with the others. So, initiations were the only time I really felt like the Insiders were a club. Now I learned about emergency meetings.

The seven of us met in Yvette’s bedroom, plus Taylor. Taylor was a cute blond sophomore that I’d only met a couple days before. She was, of course, a Nobody. Caroline filled me in on what an emergency meeting was all about. Taylor had pushed the limits of rebellion. We were there to determine her fate.

The facts about Taylor’s case were that she had three of the four criteria completed to become an Insider. She was beginning to act like she’d already finished the fourth and didn’t need to obey every command given to her. But, as Jessica (who seemed to be acting as prosecutor) said, “What do you call a Nobody who has three of the four done?” She laughed as she answered her own question. “A Nobody.” Megan rose to her defense by pointing out that by meeting three of the tests, she had shown that she might soon be an Insider. She had shown a commitment to the Insiders. She had earned mercy from us.

“Fine,” said Jessica. “The punishment suit will do for me.”

“I second the motion,” said Yvette with a sinister smile.

“Fine with me,” said Kilie. “I brought it figuring that would be the vote.”

“All in favor?” asked Yvette.

There was a chorus of ayes around the room, except for me. “What’s the punishment suit?” I asked.

“You’ll see,” said Yvette. “Everybody else voted for it, so you’re vote doesn’t really matter.” Though my question went unanswered, I would learn later that Kilie was the keeper of the punishment suit because she was voted most likely to not use the suit. Jessica or Yvette might use it on a regular basis, but it was reserved for special cases, like Taylor’s.

“No, really,” said Taylor, speaking for the first time. “What’s the punishment suit?” She sounded frightened.

Jessica addressed Taylor. “You have a choice. You can quit the Insiders, in which case, we decided how many and what kind of pictures get sent out or you can wear the punishment suit. What it is doesn’t matter. You wear it or else.”

It must have been hard for her to swallow, but she was one step away from being an Insider. Ironically her crime was that she’d started to think of herself as an Insider. Now that she was that close, she couldn’t refuse the punishment. “OK,” she said meekly.

With that decision, the Insiders went into motion. Being my first emergency meeting and first exposure to the punishment suit, I was mostly a spectator. Kilie pulled out a box, then she and Megan left the room. They were off to “call for reinforcements.” Jessica and Yvette pulled a leather suit out of the box and laid it out on the bed.

“Strip,” said Patty. Without a word, Taylor took off all her clothes. “Watch, jewelry, everything,” added Patty who then collected those for safe keeping. “Two minutes for a bathroom break,” said Patty. “Once you’re in the suit, you have to hold it.”

By the time Taylor got back, the suit was laid out on the bed and I’d been given a quick tour of it. The suit was a one size fits all. It was a one piece leather suit with Velcro patches all over it in key places. The arms and legs had no openings, but were sewn shut with a ring at the end. In fact, there were rings all up and down the suit. There were also straps all over the suit. Carolyn explained that the rings were attachment points and the straps were to tighten down the suit.

Naked, Taylor ran down the hall to the bathroom and back in her allotted time. Taylor has a pretty face with a sprinkling of freckles. She’s a tall girl with smallish tits and lovely long legs. From the looks of the suit, every inch of her would be clad in leather with only her head showing.

The back of the suit zipped open and Taylor put her legs in. “What’s going to happen?” she asked.

“You don’t want to know,” said Yvette. “Better if it’s all a surprise.”

Despite her concern, Taylor didn’t fight her insertion into the suit. There was too much at stake. Yvette and Jessica pulled it onto her legs and then helped her get her arms in. They rolled her onto her stomach and zipped up the back. I watched as they tightened straps around her arms, legs, and back to make the suit form fitting. They rolled her onto her back.

“Pretty snug?” taunted Jessica.

“Uh huh,” nodded Taylor.

“Pretty vulnerable?” asked Yvette.

“I suppose,” said Taylor.

Yvette pulled out a ring gag from the box. “Oh no,” wailed Taylor as she saw the gag. Yvette put the gag in Taylor’s mouth, propping her pretty white teeth wide open.

“Ooo, I think she’s getting the idea,” said Yvette. “Total loss of control.”

They rolled her back onto her stomach and attached a clip to the ring on the end of one sleeve and then to the end of the other sleeve. That bound her hands together. Then they clipped the rings on her elbows together, earning a painful grunt from Taylor as her shoulders were pulled back Yvette grabbed another clip. I looked into the box to see what other toys were coming out of the magical box. By now the box was nearly empty, but I picked up a clip and examined it. The clip was like what you might see at the end of a dog’s leash to clip to a collar. It served the purpose of clipping together two rings on the punishment suit.

I looked back at Taylor to see that Yvette was pulling her left foot up to her ass while Jessica clipped the end of her leg to a ring on the back of the suit. They repeated the bondage on her right foot, so that now both her legs were pulled up behind her. She was flipped onto her back, showing the strained and frightened look on her face. Well she should be looking strained and frightened. Her limbs were bent, tied, and useless.

Jessica emphasized Taylor’s helpless position as she leaned over the blond and let a strand of drool slip from her mouth and into Taylor’s open mouth. The sophomore could only watch with disgust as Jessica’s drool entered her mouth. As that was done, Yvette commanded her to touch her nose and we watched Taylor’s tongue snake out and touch her nose.

“Just about done,” said Yvette. She reached to Taylor’s crotch and with the sound of tearing Velcro, she pulled off an oval patch to reveal Taylor’s neatly shaved pussy. Taylor whined in frustration as she was exposed. Perhaps she thought her treasures protected, but that was not to be. Jessica and Yvette each removed another patch, each revealing a tit. Taylor’s eyes begged them to stop. Moments before she’d been protected by the restrictive leather suit. Now her most private places were on display.

Patty stepped forward to fondle Taylor’s exposed tits. “That’s pretty nice,” said Patty. “We can show off anything we want. Your body belongs to us and we’re going to use it today.” She licked at a nipple while caressing the other tit. She pulled off a Velcro patch to expose Taylor’s right inner thigh. Then she kissed that milky white thigh tenderly. Taylor squirmed uncomfortably.

Patty looked back at me and nodded me forward. I took the cue and removed the patch on the other thigh, kissing the exposed area. I watched her squirm. She clearly didn’t like the intimate touches of the girls.

Yvette got even more personal by inserting her middle finger in Taylor’s spread pussy. It was obvious that no matter how hard she tried, Taylor couldn’t close her legs to prevent access to her pussy. Yvette pulled the finger free and pushed it into Taylor’s mouth, letting Taylor taste her own juices.

The five of us continued to touch Taylor in all the places that made her most uncomfortable until Megan and Kilie returned. “All set,” announced Megan.

“Finishing touch,” said Jessica as she put a blindfold on Taylor. With the blindfold and the gag, Taylor’s face was nearly covered and now she was virtually unrecognizable. But what really struck me was the attention that the gag drew to her mouth. Her face and head were wrapped in a black leather blindfold and black leather strap from the gag. Her entire body was encased in black. The lone source of color, the pink mouth was begging for attention.

Kilie went back to the door and opened it. To my surprise, a line of boys entered the room. I counted 8 in all. Their presence was obvious even to the blindfolded Taylor as their voices filled the room. She stiffened and whined through her gag. I couldn’t tell what Yvette was saying into Taylor’s ear, but it clearly wasn’t pleasant. Then, Yvette stepped away as the boys closed in.

I had noticed the size of Yvette’s bedroom already, but with this many people it still didn’t look crowded. The Insiders faded to the back at the boys pressed forward. “These are the reinforcements?” I asked Kilie.

“Yeah, we needed some cocks.”

Though her pussy was available, too, apparently the boys thought (like me) that Taylor’s mouth was the focal point of the presentation. We all watched as Taylor serviced the 8 boys, mostly with her mouth, but occasionally with her pussy. It was completely debasing for the helpless girl as it was meant to be. For me it was also quite boring and repetitive as she took cock after cock in her mouth and cunt. The event was punishing, but it lacked the intimate humiliation that I liked to bestow on the Nobodies.

The boys trickled out as they finished their role in the process. I gathered from Caroline that the boys had been placed “on hold” for the event and calls from Megan and Kilie had rounded them up at the right time and location. Some of them had participated in this kind of event before. As the last boy left, I noticed that Megan and Kilie were also already gone. They’d lost interest in the proceedings. Now that the boys were gone, Jessica and Yvette left, too. I was about to leave until Caroline held me back. It was just Caroline, Patty, and me with the blind and helpless Taylor.

“Our turn for some fun,” said Patty. She looked at me as she added, “You don’t have to, but …” She pulled off her clothes and settled herself down on Taylor’s face. I was right behind her in getting my clothes off, but I was still slower than Caroline. As Patty rode the available tongue, she reached down and removed Taylor’s blindfold. As the sophomore looked up the length of the body that was riding her, Patty said, “So many cocks. That just has to be a lot of fun for a girl like you. But now you get to do a couple… well, three pussies.”

I moved in closer to watch and saw that Taylor’s face was splattered with boy cum. The blindfold had kept much of it from her face, but her nose and cheekbones were slimy. She seemed pretty much inured to any further abuse as she ate Patty to a so-so orgasm. Her heart wasn’t really in it and she was probably pretty tired.

There was an obvious pecking order in the room. I chose to assume that since I got my clothes off last I was going last. But Caroline probably assumed her status as an “elder” Insider rated her the next ride on Taylor’s face. I wasn’t complaining. Caroline undid the gag on Taylor, earning a sigh of relief from the captive. But she also spent a little time cleaning up Taylor’s face, wiping the cum into her mouth before sitting down for her turn.

When it was my turn, I rolled Taylor over and unclipped her elbows and wrists, earning another grateful sigh of relief. But, in exchange for that bit of relief (and just to prove I wasn’t a softy), I made her taste her juices on my finger again and attended to her tits for a few seconds. Then I settled myself down on her face for a satisfying orgasm.

Finished, we got Taylor out of the suit and let the much more repentant Nobody go on her way. Patty smirked at me as she stuffed the suit back in the box, “Kilie says to get this back to her and DON’T LET THE NEWBIE HAVE IT.”

“Who me?” I asked.

Caroline laughed. “You’re getting a reputation already. The Nobodies think you’re the next Yvette – most likely to use the suit for her own devices.”

“The Nobodies know about the suit?” I asked.

“A few of them do. Those that have worn it. But, no, they just think you’re the next Yvette. I think you’re the most likely to use the suit.”

I couldn’t argue with that. I wanted them to know I was a mean bitch. If any of them called me that to my face, I’d laugh, I’d smile, and then I’d prove it to them.

But, there was more than a trace of compassion in me at the same time. “What’s keeping Taylor from becoming an Insider?”

“She doesn’t have anything on any of us,” answered Caroline. “That’s usually the hardest.”

I’d heard rumors that at one time there’d been as many as 20 Insiders. Now there were just 7; just 6 if you don’t count me because I’m an anomaly. So I’d had this idea for how to increase our numbers. The idea was that we help selected Nobodies to become Insiders. What could it hurt? “You want Taylor to become an Insider?” I asked.

“She’d be OK,” said Patty. “She’s not a lesbian. Hates doing it with us with a passion. But, she’s OK.”

So I told Patty and Caroline that I’d noticed our dwindling numbers. They agreed that they’d heard about 20 Insiders in past years as well. “Maybe they used to help some Nobodies along the way?” I suggested. “Nothing says we have to make it hard for everybody. I mean, suppose we voted and decided we like Taylor and want to give her a hand. Say Kilie goes up to her and suggested she try such and such on Megan to get something on her and Megan is in on the deal, too, so she cooperates and appears to fall for the trick. Bingo, Taylor is an Insider and maybe we get up to 20 again.”

“Why?” asked Patty. “Why do we want 20? Why help anybody?”

“I just think that if we make it too hard, then the word is gonna get around that it’s nearly impossible to get inside and we might stop getting anybody to try. The whole Insider club might collapse if it’s too hard.” I think that was my biggest concern. I had 4 years to look forward to. The other Insiders didn’t have to worry about the long term existence of the club.

“Oh we’ll always have fresh meat to lure into the club,” said Patty.

“Yeah, but we need Nobodies *and* we need Insiders. What happens when all we’ve got it Nobodies? Or… or…” I was searching for the example I needed. I knew we needed more Insiders but why? “Or… what if we don’t have enough Insiders to do the punishment suit? I mean it took 2 to get her in and 2 to make the calls.”

“Well, we can’t get the numbers down too low,” conceded Patty.

“And more variety would be nice,” said Caroline. “Besides, what if we can’t all make it to an emergency meeting. She’s right, we might not have enough for some of the things we do.”

“Well, we can think about it,” said Patty. “We can talk to the rest of them.” Being the senior, she added, “I’ll talk to Megan, Jessica, and Yvette. You talk to Kilie.”

“Sure,” agreed Caroline.

“Of course, if you’ve got a soft spot for Taylor, you’re going about it the wrong way,” said Patty teasingly. “Keep her as a Nobody and you can ride her face all day. Make her an Insider and she’s never gonna lick your pussy again.”