Once inside, they play a game

The two girls ran into the house right behind Jessica, giggling. "You two got in just in time" said Jessica, looking out the door at the pouring sheets of rain. She turned to them and smiled. "See? It's not so bad in here, is it?" She didn't wait for an answer, but continued on. "Looks like we're going to be stuck here for a while. We may as well make the best of it."

The sky grew darker, and the thunder resounded through the house, seeming to shake the old mansion to its very foundations. Jessica pulled a lighter out of her pocket, and flicked it, sparking the tiny flame to life. She looked around the sitting room at the ancient furniture. There on an old end table stood an old brass candleholder with a dusty old candle sticking in it. Jessica lit the candle, and the room brightened, casting eerie shadows of the three girls against the far wall. The old furniture, which consisted of an overstuffed loveseat, a large sofa, and two high backed chairs were covered in dusty white sheets. An ancient desk stood at the other end of the room. On top of the desk was an old book and two more candlesticks.

Monica and Allison each took a candlestick, and lit them from Jessica's candle. The room now blazed with light. It's eerie, somber appearance now more cheery and inviting. Jessica opened her backpack and took out a deck of cards. "Anyone want to play a game?" she asked.

"I'm in" said Monica. "We've got nothing better to do until the rain stops."

"What kind of game?" asked Allison.

"How about high card dare?" said Jessica. "High card wins. The loser has to do a dare. Whatever the winner says, goes."

"I don't know" Allison looked a little nervous. "What kind of dares?"

"It can be anything" answered Jessica. "It's just for fun. No one's gonna get hurt or anything. If you lose and you think the dare is too much for you, then we'll take a vote on it. If the loser wins the vote, then the winner has to do her own dare. But if the vote goes against the loser, she has to do the dare. Fair enough?"

"Come on Ali, it'll be fun" pleaded Monica. "You never have any fun."

"All right" Allison hugged her body with her arms. She still had a sense of foreboding about even being in the old mansion. "You can count me in."

Jessica sat down in the middle of the floor, and shuffled the deck of cards. "Sit down you two. I'll deal first."

Monica and Allison sat down, forming a circle. Jessica dealt a card to each girl, and herself. "Okay, here we go. Monica, what's your card?"

Monica flipped her card over. "Seven of hearts" she replied. She frowned at the card, thinking for sure she'd be the loser.

Allison turned her card over next. She breathed a igh of relief. "Nine of spades" she said. "Okat, what have you goy, Jess?"

Jessica flipped her card, smiling. "King of diamonds." She looked over at Monica. "I want you to kiss me on the lips." Monica leaned over and closed her eyes ad her lips met Jessica's. Jessica wrapped her arms around Monica's neck, and pulled her closer. Both girls seemed to get lost in the kiss as Monica pushed Jessica to the floor on her back. Their hungry mouths opened, accepting each others' tongue as they moaned and sighed. Finally Monica broke the kiss and sat up, pulling Jessica back up with her.

Allison sat there looking at the two of them. Her mouth was hanging open, and her eyes were full of shock. She couldn't speak. Instead she sat there frozen.

"Ali, don't be so surprised." It was Monica's voice. "Jess and I are very close. We're both bisexual."

"It's no big deal" came Jessica's voice. "You should try it sometime, Allison. I think you'd like kissing Monica, or me, or both of us." She smiled at Allison as she took the cards, and shuffled them again. "Let's go again." It was Monica's turn to deal. She took the deck from Jessica and dealt the cards. This time the low card belonged to Jessica. Monica won with an ace, followed by Allison with a jack. Jessica had a lowly two. "So what's my dare?" asked Jessica, looking over at Monica.

"Oh there are lots of things I'd love to make you do" said Monica as she removed her top, and unclipped the front of her bra, exposing her succulent breasts and quarter sized aureola with thick nipples standing erect in their centers. "Suck my left tit for five minutes."

"Sure you only want me to suck the left one?" asked Jessica as she caressed Monica's naked breasts.

"Yeah" responded Monica in a lusty, breathless tone. "Suck it like a baby." Jessica took Monica's left nipple into her mouth, and gently sucked on it. Her tongue flicked at the tip of the nipple as she sucked it into her mouth harder. Allison watched the two girls interact, and she started to feel a little hot, and a little strange. Her body started to tingle with desire as Jessica tugged on Monica's nipple with her teeth, causing Monica to moan with delight. Monica opened the top of her koolats and slid her hand down inside them. "Ooooh Jessss!" she moaned. She rubbed over the crotch of her panties, and started to buck and grind her hips as her fingers did their magic. "I'm gonna cum!" she cried out. "Don't stop Jess! Aaauuuggghhh!" She panted hard as her hips thrust outward into her caressing hand. Then her body tensed, and her head jerked back as she took in short, rapid breaths. "AAAUUUGGGHHH!" she moaned out loud as the wave of orgasm overtook her, and washed over her body. She looked up and smiled, still trying to catch her breath. "You can stop now" she said. Jessica pulled away from her, still applying suction to her left nipple, stretching it to the limits, then sliding her teeth across it before allowing it to leave her mouth with an audible pop.

Allison sat there quietly taking it all in. Part of her couldn't believe what she'd just seen, while another part of her wished it would've happened to her. She looked at her sister's naked chest. Her left breast still glistened with Jessica's spit. She smiled at Monica and Jessica, and wondered what they had in mind for her if she lost. She started entertaining all kinds of wild thoughts which included being **** by both girls. She took the cards from Monica. Her hands were trembling with excitement, and she found it difficult to hold onto them. Monica and Jessica laughed at her as the cards went all over the floor. "S-s-sorry" she said as she reached to pick up the spilled cards.

"Getting a little hot and bothered, huh?" Jessica brushed Allison's hand as she helped her pick up the cards. She smiled wickedly at Allison. "We can stop if you want to."

Allison had all the cards back in her possession, and began to shuffle them. "I want to play some more. I like this game."

Monica laughed. "I think we're turning Ali into a pervert" she said, looking at Jessica. "I have a feeling she wants to see what will happen to her if she loses."

Allison smiled nervously as she dealt the cards. "Maybe so, to both counts." She looked again at Monica's firm, bare titflesh and licked her lips. "I never thought so much about sex until now." Then it dawned on her. She never HAD thought so much about sex before she entered the mansion. "Uh, guys, I think there's something going on here. Something strange." Her heart raced at the thought that someone or something besides Jessica or Monica might be making her feel this way, and that it might be someone or something evil.

Monica and Jessica both giggled. "You're just imagining things" said Monica. She touched Allison's shoulder in a gentle, reassuring way. "Now deal the cards." She licked her lips, and looked lustily into Allison's eyes. "Who knows? Maybe this time you'll lose."

The feeling of impending dread and realization Allison felt suddenly left her, and she felt the lusty, feverish tingle again coursing through her body. She dealt the cards and licked her lips in anticipation as Jessica turned over the ace of clubs. Then Monica flipped her card, which was the ace of diamonds. Allison slowly turned over her card, and revealed the queen of hearts.

"You lost" said Monica. "And since we both have aces, you have to do what we both say. Take off your clothes, Ali. Give them to Jess. We have a special dare for you!" She licked her lips as she looked Allison over.

Allison shook her head. The feverish tingle left her, and she returned to her senses. "What?" she said. "No, I don't think I should." She cringed and pulled her sweater tightly around her body, and sat huddled on the floor.

Monica and Jessica stood up, towering over her. "Give me your clothes!" Jessica menaced. "Take them off, or I'll rip them off, and you'll walk home bare assed naked!"

"Ali, it's just a game" said Monica, touching her shoulder in a reassuring way. "You agreed to do a dare. Now take off your clothes and give them to us." She held up her breasts and offered them to Allison. "Don't you want to suck them, Ali? You can if you take off your clothes."

Allison sobbed. "I don't even get a vote?"

"I vote you take off your clothes" sneered Jessica.

"So do I" added Monica. "You're outvoted. You have to do it. That's the rules."

Jessica thrust out her arm, and impatiently held out her hand. "Now give me your fucking clothes!"

Allison trembled before the two girls. She sobbed as she opened her sweater and pulled it off over her shoulders. She handed it to Jessica, then took off her loafers and bobbysocks. She hesitated as her hands reached for the buttons on her dress. Jessica's hand gestured impatiently for her to get it over with. She undid the buttons down the front of her dress, and shrugged it over her shoulders. She stepped out of the dress, and handed it to Jessica. She reaxhed back behind her and unfastened her white, bulky, full cup bra. She slid it off of her arms and gave it to Jessica. Last came her white cotton panties. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slid them down her hips. She stepped out of them and Jessica grabbed them out of her hand. She stood there, cringing, trying to cover her breasts with one hand while using the other to hide the soft brown mound of pubic hair nestled between her thighs. She shivered as a draft seemed to come from nowhere, swirling around her naked body.

Monica picke up a candlestick, and offered it to Allison. "Take this" she said. "Follow Jess." Allison removed the hand she was using to cover her hairy crotch with, and took the candle. She turned and followed Jessica through the house with Monica right behind her.

The girls walked back a wide hallway which finally opened into a large banquet hall. An ancient table of epic proportions stood in the center of the room, surrounded by large dining chairs. On top of the table stood three candleabras, one in the center, and one at each end. Cobwebs fanned down from the tops of the candles like streamers to the edges of the table. They walked past it, and entered the kitchen. Pantries lined the walls. A large cast iron stove and oven stood at the far end. By the stove was a closed door that for all intents and purposes hadn't been opened in years, maybe centuries.

But there was another door Jessica opened on the right side of the kitchen. She motioned to Allison. "This is your dare. You have to go down there alone, naked, with just a candle. Bring something back up to prove to us you went all the way down. Anything you can carry will be fine."

"I don't want to go down there!" Allison sobbed. "Not naked!"

"You WILL go down there naked, and you WILL bring something back with you as proof you did" Jessica said in a commanding tone of voice. "Otherwise you will walk home naked, because I will destroy your clothes. Understand?"

"All right, I'll go." Allison now resigned herself to descending the flight of steps naked. She had no idea of what lie before her once she got to the bottom of the steps, buit she knew she had ****. She slowly went down the old, creaking steps with only a candle to show her the way.

Meanwhile Jessica and Monica waited for her to return inside the kitchen at the top of the steps. Jessica looked at Monica, and she could see the worry on her face. "Relax" she said to her. "Allison will be fine. The Master won't hurt her. He's only going to introduce her to what we already know. You know he requires us to be naked in his presence."

"But she's a virgin" Monica whispered. "We were different. We've both been hosed by just about every guy in the school, plus what we do to each other at the Master's bidding."

"Shhh!" said Jessica, raising a finger to her lips. "We both enjoy it, don't we? You want Allison to be a part of this, don't you?"

"Well, yes, I'm not complaining" answered Monica. "I want Ali to join us, too. But does it have to be this way?"

"You know what the Master requires to reveal himself to us" said Jessica. "He needs to take a virgin for himself. Now stop worrying. He's just going to pop her cherry, and drink the blood of her deflowering. He told me that last night when I came to see him."

"He told you?" Monica felt a little relieved. She wasn't sure if Jessica cared about what happened to Aliison or not. But since Jess came to see the Master concerning Allison, it meant she cared. She smiled at Jessica. The Master was so cruel to them when they first met him, and Jessica seemed to enjoy all of it. She had even branded Monica's ass when the Master told her to. She remembered Jessica's cruel, twisted smile as she seared Monica's flesh with the branding iron. But after that, Jessica had become more gentle and caring toward her. She even soothed the pain of Monica's brand with her tongue.

"Yes, he told me. He promised me" Jessica said as she caressed the side of Monica's face. "Soon it'll be done, and we can both go down and join the Master and Allison. Just be patient." She took Monica into her arms and kissed her passionately. "Now, let's get our clothes off a while. You know the Master wants us naked, too." She sat Allison's clothes on a counter. Then she removed her own clothes, and stood naked before Monica. "You get to brand me today" she said as she rubbed over her hairless mound. "Right here is where the Master wants mine."

"Are you scared?" asked Monica as she pulled off her koolats and panties at the same time.

"A little" answered Jessica. "But once I feel the pain, I'll feel different. I don't understand it Mo. It's like I love pain. I love giving pain, and receiving pain." She embraced Monica's naked body, pulling her close. "I'm so sorry about the brand. I know I enjoyed giving it to you, but afterwards all I could think of was how I hurt you when I saw you crying."

Monica kissed her full on the lips. "Jess, I forgive you. It's something that had to be done, or the Master would have rejected me. I want this. I want to be a part of it, with you, and Allison. I want the three of us to be together always. I love you, Jess. And I will endure anything for you, and the Master."

Jessica looked deep into Monica's eyes, her own eyes full of love and passion. She caressed the girl's face. "I know you will. I love you, too, and I'm glad we found the Master. I just hope Allison will share our love and our devotion to each other, and to the Master."

Meanwhile Allison made it to the bottom of the steps. What she could see by candle light frightened her at first. Eerie shadows cast themselves at weird angles against the opposite wall. Strange devices Allison had never seen before were set into the stone floor. One item she recognized was a **** rack. There was also a large table with all kinds of smaller devices sitting on top of it. She recognized a few of them as being dildos, having stumbled upon her mother's sex toys. There were iron masks, whips, chains, and ball gags among the items laid out. An odd looking contraption sat on the other side of the table. It was split in two, and had a seat inside it for someone to sit on. Sharp needles lined the inner shell. Another device looked much like the balance beams at school, only there were all kinds of straps and chains connected to it. The top edge of the beam looked sharp. There was also a set of stocks, and a pyramid shaped device that had at its pinnacle an odd looking dildo. Chains and shackles hung from the walls and the ceiling.

Allison walked past the table, and past an x shaped cross that stood next to a fire pit. At the far end of the room were ancient iron bars with an iron door set into them. She surmised that it had to be some sort of a cell, or cage. Then she saw something that struck her as being odd. It was a tall urn. A rather ornate urn. It was gold and bejeweled with all kinds of precious stones. It drew her to it, or so it seemed. She walked up to it and touched the green emerald stone in the center. Suddenly, a shimmering bright light filled the entire room, and a bluish white orb rose from the urn. It began to pulse and change shape as it moved from the top of the urn, and hovered over the stone floor.

Allison stood there, too terrified to move as the orb took the form of a man.