Orchid 16

For the past few weeks, I had a deep, wet cough and a high fever so I went to my doctor.

I was sitting in her office two months after the wild party at the college.

She sat opposite me and she said, “I’m afraid the tests are positive � you have HIV. You’re also pregnant.”

My nipples got hard and I began to get wet. Not your normal reaction, I’m sure but I’m not your normal girl.

Let’s back up to the beginning.

It was a night unlike any other. Quite by mistake, I’d received an invitation to a college frat party. I wont tell you my age, let’s just say I’m young....way to young to be a frat party.

My name is Vicki. I’m 4’10”, barely a B cup, rail thin and milky white skin. I’m a freshman in high school. I had to make myself look older so I did my blonde hair with a lot of body � think 80’s hair metal � way to much eye make up, fire engine red lipstick and long eye lashes. I bought a black mini skirt that barely covered my bikini area, black silk stockings with mid range heels and a crop top covered my breasts with not much to spare.

I knew what I looked like and that was the point. I wanted to have a night...just one night...with no inhibitions. I knew I wouldn’t last very long at the party....that men would be all over me, and again, that was the point. I’d begun to notice men in a way that women notice men just a few years before. I loved the attention. I was no virgin, having had sex in the back of cars before � I loved the rush of it all � but this was something more. Something deeper.

Maybe it’s because I just broke up with my boyfriend Chad, but I didn’t want just one man, I wanted *men*. As in, more than one. I wanted them all. I wanted to use sex to reassert my power, besides, if women are being honest, dick feels great when done right � and even if it’s not � it still feel good.

To put it bluntly, I love to fuck.

I love everything about it...I love being used roughly. I love having my hair pulled. I love being held down and tied up. I love being spanked. I love how cum tastes. I love how a man feels inside of me. I love feeling his cock throb as he cums inside of me....the twitching and pumping. I love that warm feeling he gives me when he does. I love taking his power into my body. I love having his attention, especially in that moment. I love his hands around my neck when he dominates me. I love quickies in public places. I love swallowing. I even took a trip to the adult book store in town and locked myself in a booth for a few hours, sucking cock as it came through holes in the wall. No one knew I was naked in my booth fingering myself. I loved it!

Again, I knew what I was doing. I wanted the label of ‘slut’. It’s not that I didn’t mind it, I wanted it, maybe even needed it. There was a sorority on campus � Chi, Chi, Chi....or ‘XXX’ � that had the reputation as ‘whore house’. To get in you need to be ganged and every girl graduates pregnant. A rule of the house is that you never turn down men, another is you never use condoms or birth control.

It’s very liberating. Men get to fuck all they want and it’s just men being men. Whore house takes the same view point. A woman is never more a woman than when she’s being used by a man. Your academic standards don’t matter to them � just be a total fucking slut.

After I responded to the invitation, and sent a picture, I was contacted by the president, Sharon by name. She said she’d set something up, even though I was still in high school. She made it clear, she wanted me pregnant tonight and had lined up a few bulls to do that for me. She said it would all be recorded and streamed. She also promised this would be a night without limits. None. At it’s conclusion, I’d be the only member of the sorority in high school.

The one thing she kept reemphasizing was, once we started this, there was no way out.

The party was held at a frat house, the outside of which looked like a mansion one would encounter in the southern United States. Big white house, pillars in front, 5 windows across on 3 floors. Sharon was waiting for me at the front door. She was tall � as in basketball scholarship tall � long flowing brunette hair past her shoulders, skinny build, brown eyes. She wore a black teddy with fishnet garters and high heels.

I bowed when I stood in front of her. As I stood back up, she smiled.

“Are you Vicki?”

“Yes, I am.” I replied with a smile.

“Tell me about the night you lost your virginity, slut.”

I exhaled a breath. “It was supposed to be a double date. Chad picked me up, then we picked up his friend Mark. We went to pick up his date and she changed her mind at the last second.”

“Go on.”

“I was in the back seat with Chad as Mark drove around town trying to think of what to do. Chad put his hand on my leg and went straight up my skirt. My heart was pounding, and I let him have control. Before I knew it, he had me on my back, nude and he was pushing into me. He put his hands around my neck to hold me down.”

“And then?”

“And then I fucked him back. I slammed my body against his. I told him to go harder and faster. It hurt like hell, but I liked it. He came too quickly.”

“Most men do. Is that all?”

“No. Mark found a shady spot to park, then he slipped into the back seat while Chad held me down. All I could do was yell for them to fuck me harder. I enjoyed it.The next day at school, they told everyone. I was a slut. I was hooked.I wanted more.”

“You know that was a set up, right? They wanted to gang you.”

‘What?”

“I’ve seen that one run a lot. Men say it’s a double date but the other girl never shows up but by that time, you’re in a car with two men.”

“No I didn’t. It never occurred to me.” I replied with a blank stare.

“That’s because you’re a fucking bimbo, that’s why you’re still a freshman. Do you give yourself as a sacrifice this night to the goddess Venus? Will you let go completely and allow yourself to be used however men want � no limits � until dawn?”

I nodded. “Yes, I do.”

She handed me a clipboard with a few sheets of paper on it. “This is a contract to that effect. Sign it and we own you.”

As I looked at it she said, “Don’t read, just sign.”

I obeyed. Again, this is what I wanted. There’s something erotic about letting someone else set the limits of your sexuality.

After I signed she took the clip board and set it down. She handed me a small shot glass with liquid in it. “Drink this. It’s not alcohol. It’s something that will make you completely pliable. Your head will spin and you’ll remain conscious, but you’ll agree to anything being done.”

I lifted it to eye level and swirled it around in the glass. It moved more like oil. Slow, leaving a film inside the glass for a moment.

She continued, ‘This isn’t a game, slut. You’re *going* to get pregnant by the end of the night. I promise you that it will happen! All of this will be recorded and streamed. This one night sets the course for the rest of your life. I have a hundred men lined up for you. Men will use every part of your body � your pussy, your mouth, your ass, your feet, your breasts, your thighs, your hair, your hands...you’ll swallow a lot of cum and take it anally, and vaginally. You’ll be glazed like a donut in the morning, covered in cum. You’ll be dropped off at your house naked and barely able to walk, if at all.”

I shook my head. “I never said this was a game, Sharon.”

“That drink has the side effect of not letting you orgasm. You’ll stay in heat until dawn. After that, you get your wish, Vicki. You’ll be a call girl every minute of every day. We call, you drop what you’re doing and get to where we tell you. Do you really want this life?”

I smiled and downed the drink quickly, not letting the taste linger then handed her the glass.

It tasted minty, in case you were wondering.

She cradled me in her arms as my body went limp.

Looking up at her I said, “I want to fuck. Please.”

The world around me started to spin. Things happened in a blur. I couldn’t keep my head up. I couldn’t stand. The next thing I knew I was in a room surrounded by bright lights. I knew I was naked. My legs were tied wide open. I was face up with my arms tied straight out.

She looked down at me. “What do you want, Vicki?”

I looked into her eyes. “I want to fuck every man you can find. I want to be kept in heat so don’t let me cum. Get my engine revving and keep it that way. I want men to use me as they see fit until dawn.”

She smiled. “Tell us what you really want, Vicki.”

“I fucking want to get pregnant, and I want this to not stop all weekend!”

I couldn’t even hold my head up.

She leaned in really closely, almost nose to nose. “Deeper. What’s in your soul? No one is going to fuck you until you tell me what you really desire. Say it and you’ll be here for two days.”

The room still spinning on me, I laid my head back down on the wooden beam under me and replied, “I want to fucking whore!”

With that, I felt a weight lifted that I’d been carrying my whole life! I also felt a man enter me. I couldn’t see him but I felt him and he was thick.

I shook my head and repeated. “Please, just keep fucking me. Just keep going, no matter what. Seed me, please.”

“Did you mean it? Do you really want to whore for us? Be on call every hour of every day?” She whispered in my ear.

I nodded as best I could. I felt cocks being slid into my open hands. “Yes.”

Whatever drug they gave me that made me horny was really kicking in!

I heard her laugh. “Do you know how deep this goes, whore? We’ll ruin your life. We’ll use you until there’s nothing left, then expose you. You’ll give everything, including your life. Is that what you really want? To be pimped? No limits?”

I was so close to cumming, but knew I couldn’t. It turned me on even more!

“YES!” I yelled.

“It will mess with your grades. No more bras. No more panties. Men will just be able to use you anytime, anyplace, anywhere.Can you really handle this? You’re just a freshman.”

“YES!” Again I screamed. “I want to fucking whore! I want to BE a whore!”

She kissed me on the lips and whispered, “My whores don’t cum. Ever.”

With every word she spoke, all I wanted was more. “I want to be a sex slave! Please! I don’t want to cum!”

“Ever?” She asked knowing the answer.

The man in my pussy pushed hard one more time and held it deep. I could feel him twitching inside of me. Pulsating. Filling me up. With no time lost, another slid in to take his place.

“EVER!”

She twisted my nipples hard. “Poor little bitch in heat. Your titties are a little under developed, don’t you think? We can fix that.”

She moved her hand to my clit and pinched it. “I’ll bet you want a collar, don’t you? Little bell on it?”

The man inside of me fucked me harder.

“You’re probably thinking of all those rock hard cocks on the boys at school....one after the other. Or maybe a nice biker bar? Men to use you roughly? Is that what you want?”

“FUCK! I’M SO CLOSE TO CUMMING!” I screamed as loudly as I could.

She shoved her tongue into my mouth and twisted my clit, then said “Go ahead...if you can.”

I released all my energy....but nothing happened. I only got more horny. “SHIT! I can’t cum!”

She nodded to a woman on the other side of me and she wrapped her lips around my clit. “We’re going to get you so wound up....so fucking horny....and we’re going to keep you there with no release.”

The night continued like that with me fading in and out of consciousness.I woke up a few days later in the bedroom of my house. I was exhausted. In the shower I’d discovered they’d removed my clitoris....making it almost impossible to orgasm. Believe it or not, I was even more turned on.

I returned home from the doctor’s office and my cell phone rang. It was Sharon.

“Welcome to the sorority, Vicki.” She said with a ring in her voice.

“Thank you.”

“I hear congratulations are in order...you’re pregnant.” She said with a smile.

“Yes, I am. Thank you for that.” I said with a smile.

“You’re a whore now.”

“I have school tomorrow.” I said flatly.

“Not anymore, you’re a whore now Vicki. You’re dropping out.”

“But my father will....”

“No, he wont. Your father knows all about you. He’s your handler now. He works for us but he sets up dates. All he wants in return is to fuck you, so you’re going to slut it up for him. You’re going to bang him every chance you get. Don’t wait for him to hit on you, be a slut and service his cock as often as you can.”

I looked around me...for whatever reason I was stunned.

“Let me be clear, Vicki....you’re going to bang him at least 5 times a day and you’re going to beg him for it.”

“Look, there’s something else you should know. I’m HIV positive, too.”

She laughed. “We know, like you getting pregnant, that was intentional. Did you really think this was going to end with just you being pregnant? All of our whores are HIV positive. You’re now part of a sisterhood known as “The Black Orchid Society. Our mission is to spread HIV.”

“Why?” I asked puzzled.

“Blackmail. You infect people then we blackmail them to keep their HIV status under wraps. Your father doesn’t know that part of course, and you’re not going to tell him. You wanted to be owned, you’re owned.”

“But I’ll infect him.” I said confused.

“Yes, you will slut. He’ll be the first of many.”

I didn’t know what to say, so I stayed silent. I wanted this life � the life of a slut. Sex on tap. I knew, even wanted, pregnancy but I never thought about anything beyond that.

“I didn’t sign on to get HIV!”

“Yes, you did � it was in the contract. You wanted sex without limits. No inhibitions. You wanted to fuck every man I knew, and that’s what you did. You drank the liquid we put in your hand. You were used exactly as you wanted to be � you can’t complain about it now.”

“But why?”

“As I said, you’re part of the sisterhood now. You’re now known as ‘Orchid 16’.

“Why is my clit gone?!”

“Because you begged to never cum again, remember? In the nightstand next to you is a bottle of pills, they’re the same as the drink you had. One per day will keep you in heat. You wanted to be a sex slave, you’re a sex slave. You wanted to be a sex slave, you’re a sex slave.”

I put my hand on my belly. “And my child?”

“Will be a girl and raised to be a whore when she’s old enough. Get in the right frame of mind....you can fuck without consequences now. You can share needles when you get high. We have your phone number and you’re a call girl now � that’s your life.”

I popped one of the pills in the bottle and the effects were immediate, except this time I wasn’t groggy. I understood now that the goal was to keep me in heat and fucking raw like that weekend.

I looked out the window at my father cutting the grass. I wanted him. “Sex without consequences, huh?” I asked looking at him with his shirt off, all sweaty and masculine.

She laughed. “Yes. You’re already pregnant and you already have HIV.”

I looked at the floor and back out the window. “I’m watching my dad do lawn work. He’s hot. He’s sweaty. His muscles are flexing out there in a very sexy way, Sharon. That’s a full blown man out there.”

“Go and spread your seed, Orchid 16. You poz him and he’ll poz your mom. Once she gets pozzed, she’ll be an Orchid, too. From there she starts banging his friends, her brothers, his brothers and so on. Each person is someone else for us to blackmail.”

I found my fingers wandering down to between my legs. “I’m starting to see the appeal of this life, Sharon.”

“He’s in the yard, you say?”

“Yes. Looking all manly with sweat coming off those muscles.”

“Go down there naked and beg to fuck him in the back yard. Don’t be shy at all.”

“Wait, you mean IN the back yard?! Like in front of anyone that’s watching?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean Orchid 16.”

“Are you an Orchid, Sharon?” I asked sheepishly.

“Yes, I’m ‘Orchid 1’. Like you, I was shocked when it happened to me, but I’ve grown to love it. I’ve infected dozens of people.”

I exhaled a breath. “I’ll do it, but I want double the dose on the pills. Can you do that?”

She paused. “If you go down and fuck your father right now in the yard, yes. Remember, five times today and everyday until he’s poz.”

I hung up the phone and calmly walked down to the back yard nude. I approached him from the side, turned his head towards me and kissed him slowly....deeply.

Reaching my hand into his shorts, I grabbed his cock with my right hand and whispered, “Daddy, could you fuck my pussy for me? Please.”

He stared at me for a moment, so I continued. “I heard mommy screaming from how big you are sometimes and I want you. Right here, right now. Can you please do that for me?”

I pulled down his shorts. “Could you please fuck me hard, fast and deep? No mercy?”

“Why aren’t you in school?” He asked putting his hands on my shoulders.

“Because I wanted your cock inside of me. Could you please fuck me rough?”

He got hard instantly. Mommy’s been holding out on him.

He slapped me across the face....hard. Then he threw me to the ground on my hands and knees and shoved his cock deep inside of me. I screamed from the pain. He was as big as mommy said he was. He grabbed my hips firmly and shoved in and out of me with fury.

It was around this time that I realized Sharon had lied to me � daddy wasn’t in on any of this.

“Fuck my pussy, daddy! Fuck it hard! Please! You’re a fucking STUD, daddy! Own my pussy!”

He spanked my ass with his left hand. Hard. “Fucking whore! You’re a fucking freshman and you’re already pregnant! Fucking skank! I’m abusing this pussy!”

“YES! FUCKING, YES! ABUSE ME!”

He choked me from behind. “Barely old enough to have titties and you’ve got a bun in your oven! Who’s the father?”

My next statement was going to piss him off � and that’s what I wanted. “I don’t know. There was a frat party.”

He spanked me harder. “FUCKING WHORE! I’m going to spank you with the belt when I’m done, then fuck you again!”

All I could do was push against him harder. “FUCK ME, DADDY! CUM DEEP! TIE ME UP! BEAT ME! SPANK ME!”

He shoved into me one more time and held it deep. I could feel him throbbing and twitching. I felt his power come into my body and the warmth of his cum. He collapsed on my back with me supporting him.I moved my body out from under him and let him lay on the grass he just so freshly cut.

Holding his head in my hands I asked, “Daddy, can I clean your cock for you please?”

Before he could answer, I slid down his body and wrapped my lips around his cock then slowly took him into my mouth and throat, while moving his balls around in my hand. I wanted him hard again right away.

When I said I wanted him to tie me up and spank me, I meant it � and I wanted him to do it here in the back yard. He was still gasping for air, his chest heaving up and down, muscles rippling and sweating in the summer sun. I slid two fingers into my pussy and slowly worked it.

I looked up at him from across his body. “I’ve wanted you for years, daddy. I’ve thought about you. So many times I wanted to go into your bedroom and just ride your cock in front of mommy. I’ve fingered myself for years about you, stud.”

He looked down at me, shocked.

“I stayed home from school just to have you, daddy. When mommy gets home, I’m going to beg to fuck you in front of her, after that I’m begging to fuck her in front of you, then beg you both to fuck in front of me, and after all that I’m begging to fuck both of you at once. Before I do that though, I’m going to ride your cock slow, deep and easy. How does that sound?”

He laughed as he got hard again. “First you’re going to go get my belt and I’m going to spank you right here, right now. Bring back some rope from the garage, too.”

It was the first of many commands I obeyed that day. I followed through on all my promises regarding him and mommy....but that’s another chapter.