Mystery Club

I just turned 13, so my babysitter Heather decided I was old enough to have one for my birthday.

She watched us after school some days, when mom, and dad were both working. They had days off too, so it was only 3 days a week, but I found out what kinds of sex games she was playing when her friends texted her.

[Not now, I’m at work] The picture was very NSFW, they sent a picture of a man tied up, with his pecker sticking up, and a bag over his head, so you couldn’t tell who he was.

[If you want to see him again, come alone, and don’t call the cops.] There was a pin with a red teardrop sign she could click to bring it up on her map ap, but she didn’t.

I asked her who he was, and why they kidnapped him, but she just put down her phone. Sat me down, and told me she was part of this “Mystery club.” It was just a chance for her to play detective, this time it was a Kidnapping, but it was different every time, and you had to be at least 18, because of the pictures.

Of course, the nudity, and bondage told me it was a sex club too, but all of them were 18-20. You had to be at least 21 to go dance, and party at the real sex clubs, because they have bars, and they don’t do All Ages nights, for obvious reasons.

It turns out her parents were members, and swingers, but also switch sadomasochists, so they took turns getting beaten, or beating other couple’s husbands, and wives. At the sex clubs, there was a whole kinky swinging scene, and more I had no idea existed, because mom, and dad were more vanilla.

They just cheated on each other, and tried to hide it, but they didn’t hide it very well from us kids. I walked in on mom with a naked man in the house, but they were just talking in the living room.

He got up, and went to get dressed as soon as I saw him. It was embarrassing, but she didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t tell dad, because he was just hanging out in the living room. (No pun intended) naked as if it was perfectly normal, so I guessed he must be just a nudist.

Finally, I begged Heather to invite me to one, but she decided to throw me a surprise party instead. She said I was going to spend the night at her house, but then she drove off a different way, and got out a black bag with a drawstring.

“Put this on,” it was just like the bag that guy had over his head, tied to a chair naked, with his balls, and boner tied up tight. So, I knew right away it must be my turn, to get kidnapped.

“You going to tie me up?” I held my wrists together in my lap, but she said not this time. I already practiced, holding a belt tight in my teeth so I could get out of it easy, but just to see if I liked it. I didn’t hate it, but it wasn’t scary, nor was it all that exciting. I guess because I did it, and I could get out of it, so it’s like trying to tickle yourself? At least it was for me, but I’d seen videos of auto-erotics tying themselves up to masturbate on webcams.

I don’t know where she took me, but that’s the point. She said “Happy birthday” before she knocked on the door. They let us in (No secret knock, or code phrase.) Then, they took my hands, and put them on dicks. Big hard naked dicks for me to jerk while they felt me up, and stripped me.

I tried to untye the drawstring, but they made me keep it on the whole time. They didn’t say much, but they sounded muffled, so I think they wore masks. I sat on somebody’s face, I couldn’t even feel if it was boy or girl, but I imagined Heather the whole time, because I knew she was bisexual.

She never showed me pictures, except the one I saw by accident, because she got it at the kitchen table, and I got up to get a drink while we’re doing homework. She told me, as much as she could, and probably a little more than she should have, but she got excited when there was a particularly good one.

I guess it started out with Escape Rooms, and Saw scenarios, but it quickly turned sexual. They usually “Made her” do gay things with other girls, like “Ass 2 Ass” with a double dildo, but she was down for almost anything. You could just delete the message, and not go to any of the events. Like that kidnapping one, it wasn’t for her, she didn’t even know who he was. They just sent it out to see who showed up, interested. All you had to do is prove you’re over 18 to get on the list.

I got my first orgasm (That night) from her, or him, or whoever’s face I was sitting on, but they didn’t even let me stop cumming before they picked me up, and put me down on something soft. I think it was vinyl, it could have just been a pad on the floor for all I know, but I was ready for the men to get on top of me. Inside me, I’m pretty sure they were men, but they just pulled out.

Stuck it in, and pulled out, over and over, so I couldn’t tell if it was the same one, or they switched each time, but they all wore rubbers. Let me jerk them in each hand to keep them up, waiting their turn, and switching out. After who knows how long, they picked me up, and someone stuck greasy fingers in my asshole.

With gloves on, again I imagined it was Heather, they were long small fingers without very big knuckles, but I couldn’t tell you if she was the only woman there.
That just loosened me up for anal, in, and out. Poke poke, poke, then they picked me up again. Held me out to go back and forth. Up, and down, until I was ready for a man sandwich. Double penetration, and they stopped teasing me.

So, then they double fucked me to another orgasm, and they switched out. Fucked me to another orgasm, and switched out again.

“Ahn neah fuck! Yes.” I recognized Heather’s voice, so she either got one of them to do her on the side, or just masturbated watching.

“Stop guys uh!” They pulled out, immediately, and put me back down.

“Are you all right?”

“Huh, yeah, but I’m done. I don’t just think I can take another orgasm.” I didn’t even try to count how many, it felt like they fucked me forever. Then, Heather came, and I heard the men walking around. They got dressed to leave, while Heather talked to me, washed me with a warm wet cloth, and a bucket of water, I think.

“Huh, that was amazing, thank you, but I’m so worn out now, I really just need to go home, and sleep for days, but thank you.” I hugged her, “Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome.” It was really cold out, but the car warmed up quickly. She said “Happy birthday” again before she backed out, and drove off.

The place was secret, so I had to keep the bag over my head, but I passed out until she pulled it off.

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