" She'd whispered that morning as the two lay in bed, "Now."Shannon could still feel the pleasure of the morning like a dim after-taste of a half-reme...mbered delicacy. She could almost taste Molly on her lips."Fuck me." Molly had whispered afterwards, "This afternoon. Promise?"Shannon had promised. It was afternoon. Molly lay waiting.Her lover lay as if asleep on the couch. Only the stillness of her chest betrayed her true state. After breakfast she'd gotten dressed in her favorite suite. Molly. Like the minds of soldiers finishing basic training on the evening of war, the frame of mind of the Society was transitioning from theory to practice. It was exhilarating and terrifying; a high wire act without a net. No matter how amazing was our grace or beautiful our style, it was still the same distance to the ground if we missed the wire. "With the hour being," Sheila held her gavel at the ready and stared at the silent grandfather clock at the front wall of the amphitheater. Unwound, the. A finger entered my pussy as I walked up the stairs. I stopped on the step and opened my legs to allow better access to my pussy. Another finger wormed it’s way into my ass. I bucked against both fingers, moaning softly as the digits fucked my holes, more for effect than anything. After all, this was a two grand fuck! Traipsing up the last steps with two different fingers inside me, Tony grabbed my arm. “Please don’t do this!”“What and watch these two cunts break your legs?”The two thugs. I am only expanding on his idea.Chapter 1 IntroductionHi my name is Zack Meyers. I want to share a secret with all ofsociety. In our culture live a group of men who prey on women.I don't want you to get the wrong idea, they don't rape or beat them.This group is more diabolical then that. They mount the women.No, No, No. Not stand on them. They physically pour themselves insidethe hapless victims. They then are able to posses them. They make thewomen have lots of sex and party.How do I know all.