Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2002 03:37:25 -0800 (PST) From: Orpha Kreed Subject: Cult of the Fem part 4 by Orpha Creed Cult of the Fem part 4 The phone on the lamp table next to Georgie's bed rang. Doris rolled over and looked at the clock which said 9:47 AM. As it rang a second time, Doris heard Georgie in the shower so she picked up the receiver. "Georgie?" the voice on the other end asked. "No, it's Doris." "Oh! You're Georgie's niece from Iowa,"the voice proclaimed. "Is Georgie there honey? I'm just outside the gate and want to come in for a cup of coffee." "Who is this?" Doris asked. "I'm your Aunt Georgies best friend and colleague from work, Orpha Creed. Where is Georgie honey?" "She's in the shower but I'll call Dorthy Cramer and have you let in as soon as I check with Aunt Georgie." Doris made the arrangements, stepped over to the window and watched as the heavy iron gate rolled back and the vintage 1954 MG Roadster pulled through and parked out in front of the apartment. The door opened and a tall, slender woman with short black hair and sunglasses started for the front door. Doris was captivated by the sinuous, catlike motion by which she moved. Her head seemed to float motionless as her body's slender, muscular resilience gracefully propelled her forward. She glanced up at the window as though she sensed that she was being watched and a very subtle smile curled at the corner of her mouth. "Come on in Orpha, coffee is almost ready," Georgie said warmly as she pulled on her robe. "Doris honey, be a dear and get Orpha and I a cup." Doris went into the kitchen and waited for the coffee to finish perking while she set three cups out on the cabinet. Doris listened intently as she heard what seemed to be a disagreement between the two friends. Orpha had her back toward the kitchen, unaware that Doris had returned. "Georgie, I think that she's too young and immature to be staying here in this environment. You do have a responsibility here to... Orpha stopped talking when Doris handed her a cup. "Thanks baby," Georgie said as she took the cup from Doris. "Meet Dr. Orpha Creed dear. Dr. Creed is my very best friend and confidant. She's a writer and I have been doing a lot of research for her for her latest book on cults that exist in the world." "Very pleased to meet you Dr. Creed," Doris said as she held out her hand. "Call me Orpha dear or Aunt Orpha if it pleases you." Orpha grimaced at Georgi. "You know how I feel about bringing a young person into this environment. Please give it considerable thought. An example of what I'm saying is the whipping that you both received the other day. The Cramers are very wealthy and politically powerful people in California as well as the East Coast and Florida. Can't you see that they're just using you women by enticing you all with the wealth and luxury provided here?" "Oh Orpha dear, you can be such a bore sometimes. If we ever think it's too much, we can just walk away from it. We're not held prisoner here against our will you know?" "That's bullshit Georgi, the very fact that you chose to be horsewhipped and put your own niece in that situation is proof that you are captive here by your own desires and greed. You don't need this crazy environment to find happiness. Don't you understand?" "Oh! I know where I've seen you before Orpha," Doris said surprised. "You were on the bed after the whipping attending to Aunt Georgie's welts and pain. You were wearing accountant's glasses and looked over at me." "Yes dear, that was me," Orpha replied coldly. Doris jumped up and opened the door in response to a loud knock and the ringing of the doorbell. A very husky, tall woman stood outside in a security guard's uniform. "Ladies, I've been instructed to escort all visitors to the front gate immediately," the guard said politely as she looked at Orpha Creed. "Please accompany me to your car parked outside and depart the premises immediately Dr. Creed." "What's going on here?" Orpha asked as she looked first at the guard, then at Georgi. "It's OK Orpha, it's what they do when they have someone very important coming for a visit." "Who for Pete sake?" "If we told you, we'd have to shoot you dear!" Georgie responded with a broad grin. Georgie looked out of the window as the Iron gate closed behind Orpha's car. "Is she your lover Aunt Georgi?" Doris asked sadly. "No, just a very close friend. In fact, my very best and lifelong friend." The iron gate opened again attracting their attention to the main courtyard just inside the gate. A BMW pulled in and parked at the main lobby in front of the Cramer's. Two men got out of the car and immediately escorted over to the servant's entrance where they departed through a gate, locked securely behind them by a female security guard. The two men entered another larger car which was parked at the curb just outside. The Cramer's walked over to the BMW and opened the back door. A woman got out and was immediately hugged by Ruth Cramer, followed by he sister Dorthy. The woman was wearing a black business suit, wearing a head scarf and large sunglasses. They walked over toward the front of the Cramer's residence. The woman removed her glasses and looked over toward the pool area and around the facility. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Just look at who that is Aunt Georgi!" Doris screamed in surprise. It's . . . . . . . . . " Georgi placed her hand over Doris's mouth. "No names here dear. Never use anyone's name at anytime except for me and the other women that live here. Never a guest! Ok? Do you understand what I'm telling you?" "Yes I understand but my God, I never expected to be this close to anyone like her. This is awesome!" "Arrangements must have been made by someone very wealthy and powerful for her to show up here at this place." Georgie said quietly. "One thing's for sure, we'll never know. I'll bet that we are confined here for the entire weekend and nobody from the outside will be allowed on the premises except for us residents and level one attendants." Georgi picked up the phone on the first ring. "11:45 at the pool?" she repeated back to the person on the other end. "Ok Jeanie, we'll be there. What's the dress code?" Slight pause as she listened. "Birthday suits? Ok Jeanie, see you there." "Oh my God, we're going to be naked in front of her?" Doris asked embarrassingly. "She'll be naked too honey. Doesn't surprise me much. Does it you?" "No it doesn't. I had heard that . . . . . " Doris quit in the meddle of her sentence when Georgi shook her finger at her. The smoke from the outdoor grill drifted across the pool area as Georgi and Doris sat down at an umbrella table at the opposite side of the pool from the guest and the Cramers. The Guest was wearing sunglasses and a beach hat but was naked like the other 20 resident women with the exception of Ruth Cramer who was wearing a long beach coverup. One by one, the women strolled by as they were introduced to the guest. "Meet our newest member Doris," Ruth Cramer said as Doris held out her hand to the Guest, trembling slightly when she felt her hand being held firmly, preventing her from withdrawing it from her grasp. "Hello Doris," she said in that familiar voice as heard on TV numerous times. "How old are you dear?" "I just turned 19 a couple of days ago," Doris replied nervously. "Well I'm very pleased to meet you dear," the guest said smiling politely. "Maybe we can share some wine together later if it's alright with everybody." Doris smiled back and strolled back to her table. The guest was still looking in her direction when she sat down across from Georgi and Jeanie. "Her breasts are larger than I thought and she has nice skin," Jeanie said with a grin. "Her legs look long and curvaceous but I do think that her ankles are a little thick, but not bad at all." What do you think Doris?" Doris shrugged as she slipped on her sunglasses and continued to look across at the guest inconspicuously. "Definitely chemistry here'" she thought to herself as the guest crossed and uncrossed her long full legs. Doris flexed and un-flexed her vaginal muscles as she continued to watch, squirming very slowly in her plush padded chair. Doris's squirming intensified when she later watched the guest playing in the water with 5 or 6 of the women, each trying to make breasts and leg contact with the guest. Doris wasn't sure, but she thought that she could detect an occasional glance in her direction and she made sure that her legs were parted at times exposing her now very wet genitals. "Come swim with me," the guest said as she extended her arm and hand toward Doris. Doris stood and walked over to the edge of the pool and sat on the edge of the deep end. "I don't swim very well but I can just hang on to the railing for awhile," Doris said as she slid in the water. " Just turn towards me and put your arms around my neck," the guest instructed. "I'll keep your head above water. Doris complied and was immediately pinned against the side of the pool. The guest's legs, stomach and breasts were very slippery and tantalized Doris as they slithered against hers. The guest removed both hers and Doris's sunglasses and said them at the edge of the pool. Their bodies moved together under the water for a few minutes as they gazed into each other's eyes, then the guest cocked her head to one side and pressed her lips over Doris's mouth, extending her very long tongue deep within. Doris sucked feverishly on the guest's tongue as she moved it in and out of her mouth slowly and deeply. The flutter of a distant helicopter attracted everyone's attention as an indigenous security guard dashed toward the west edge of the pool with her cell phone ringing. She talked with the helicopter as it hovered to the West of the pool, the two men inside peering out at the spectacle in the pool area. "I wonder what that's all about," Doris commented with a puzzled look. "It's Ok Doris, they're with me," the guest responded as she waived to the helicopter which was now retreating back toward the North. "Would it be ok if I stayed with you in your apartment tonight Doris?" the guest asked as she slid her leg up between Doris's legs. "Uh, yes I think so. I sleep with my Aunt Georgi in her bed though. "Maybe your Aunt Georgi can make some other arrangements for a couple of nights." "Yea, I think that could be arranged," Doris replied trembling slightly with anticipation. Everyone slipped into togas as the Sun set and three of the women began playing soft music as the meal was served on tables especially prepared at the North end of the pool, overlooking the ocean. Bottles of $100. wine of different types and vintage were set in silver buckets of Ice with a white cloth draped around the bottles. The "level one" attendants walked around behind the tables and kept the glasses full. The appetizers and meal was exquisite as the consumption of wine continued into the evening. Several women had started dancing in the shadows near the source of the music. "Dance with me Doris?" the guest asked softly. "Ok." They started dancing as the guest took the lead and they headed out into the shadows with only an occasional flicker from the torches lining the west railing bouncing off of the crimson red togas. The guest opened her toga, then opened Doris's and their bodies came together inside. They continued to dance slowly as their passions continued to grow. Doris found herself backed up against on of the pillars. The guest pressed her firmly as she delivered deep, passionate kisses. Suddenly the guest slid down to her knees, extending both of her arms between Doris's legs, prying them apart while gripping Doris's butt with both hands. As the guest feverishly kissed around Doris's pubic mound, Doris rotated her pelvis forward in such a way as to expose her genitals which now stood open in front of the guest's face. Doris placed her hand over her own mouth to try to control the scream of ecstasy that was trying to escape from deep within as she felt the guest's very long and uniquely textured tongue moving in a circular motion deep inside her vagina. Doris leaned back against the pillar, head spinning and at the edge of fainting from the very unique sensations that the guest was causing. She looked up at the bright stars as she moved her hips rhythmically, occasionally feeling a few droplets of her own body fluids mixed with the guest's saliva running down the inside of her thighs. The guest sensed that Doris was starting into an orgasm so she disengaged herself and stood up, capturing Doris in her arms as she started into a faint. Doris was able to collect herself and slid her arms around behind the guest's waist. She hungrily pressed her mouth against the guest's mouth, extending her tongue inside for a taste and scent of her own exquisite feminine quintessence . End of part 4 By Orpha Creed