The Dirty Thirty Club, Chapter 3

 The Dirty Thirty Club

Chapter 3

by Noopster.

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"What the fuck is happening?!" Lily Collins yelled to no one as she drove back home with the image of Vanessa and Sancho seared into her brain. A small and modest white box awaited suspiciously on the steps of her front door. She looked around and grabbed the small package before going inside. It contained a smooth, purple object made out of plastic and a note.

"Hope you like this small present from the guys. I'll pick you up at 8 for dinner. Wear it tonight!"

-Vanessa

Lily's bushy eyebrows turned into a frown as she tried to make sense of what she had just read. The phone started to ring, it was an unknown number.

"...Hello?" she answered cautiously.

"Did you like it?"

It took her a couple of seconds to be sure, but then there was no doubt, it was Vanessa's voice.

"Like what? I don't even know what this is."

"It's a butt plug, Lily!"

"A bu-- what is going on, Vanessa? Why are you calling me? And what does this note even mean?"

"The guys are taking us out for dinner."

"The guys."

"Yeah, Diego and Sancho, the guys!"

"What is-- How do you even know them?!"

"We'll explain everything over dinner. See you later, bye!"

"Wait!"

She hung up. Lily rubbed her temples in frustration. After taking a bath, she spent the better part of the day constantly looking at her phone and debating if she should tell Liana, or the police, or anyone. She had lied to her best friend about what had happened after she left the hotel room that night. so, as far as Liana (or anyone else) knew, all she'd done was fool around with Sancho for a while and then leave. She knew that telling anyone the truth would only end up with her dark secret being revealed and the mere thought of it was enough to keep her quiet, at least for now. The way they were going about it was extremely creepy but so far they had done nothing to make her think they were dangerous. Maybe she should just go and talk to them, make it clear she didn't want to deal with them anymore. As the hours passed she went back and forth countless times on her decision. One minute she wanted to hide or just go anywhere else so they wouldn't find her, the next she was putting on a cute short, white dress with black knee-high boots and doing her makeup.

She didn't understand why the idea of seeing them again repulsed her and captivated her so profoundly at the same time. Either way she had to at least know what they wanted, she decided. When the clock hit 8 there was a knock on the door. Lily was ready to go. Vanessa stood outside in an elegant black dress with white dots all over it, the low cut drawing all attention to her beautiful, full and bronze-colored breasts.

A wicked grinn on the sensual brunette's lips contrasted with the distinguished vibes of her outfit. Her big, brown eyes traveled up and down Lily's physique, drinking in her ethereal beauty.

"Are you wearing it?" she casually asked.

"No!" Lily replied as she locked the front door and walked up to meet her.

"Aww, why not?"

"Because I don't want to. And who the hell do they think they are to give me something like that? It's so tacky and disrespectful!"

Vanessa raised an eyebrow. "Then why are you coming?"

"Because I wanna know what's going on. Am I in danger?"

There was a burst of laughter, then the sound of the motor being turned on.

"What's so funny?"

"No, you're not in danger, silly. They just want to have some fun with you, that's all."

"Fun? Is that what they're expecting tonight? Because if that's the case, they're gonna be sorely disappointed."

"Lily, look-"

"No, you look. I don't know what the hell this is but I'm not gonna be part of whatever pervy thing you're into this time." She felt bad after saying it, but at least she was being honest, which was more than she'd gotten from her so far. Everyone in Hollywood knew the stories about Vanessa. She had always been a "party girl", going all the way back to her High school Musical days, and she was proud of it. Vanessa had always been very comfortable with that wild side of Hollywood that Lily had, for the most part, tried to avoid. The parties, the hookups, the drugs... That she didn't have a more successful career after sleeping with every producer she could find was something everyone talked about, and a mystery no one could really figure out.

"Okay, can I talk now?"

"Go ahead," the British-american actress said with her arms crossed.

"I don't think you realize what's going on here, and normally I wouldn't say anything until we got there but I know you, or... like, I kinda know you a little bit, and you've always seemed like a genuinely good person. So here's what's going to happen tonight, and I'm not gonna sugarcoat anything. We're all going to fuck tonight."

"What?!"

"Yup, we're gonna have a nice dinner first and then we're all going to fuck."

"Are you high or something? We're not going to fuck. Or at least I'm not."

"It's not up to you, Lily."

"What the fuck do you mean it's not up to me? Of course it is, I--"

"Have you seen my nudes?"

"Your-- wait, what?!"

"My leaked nudes. They're all over the internet, don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about."

"...I am aware of them, yes. So what?"

"That was them. They leaked the photos."

"What? Why?"

"Because I refused to do what they told me to."

"So they were blackmailing you?"

"Yeah, they hacked my phone, or got them from someone who hacked my phone, and showed up at my home one day. They wanted me to strip and do all kinds of things for them or they'd release the photos. When I called their bluff they humiliated me in front of the whole world. One day I was a beloved ex-Disney kid getting offered good roles left and right and the next everyone was calling me a slut and no one was returning my calls. They ruined me, Lily, and they'll do the same to you if you don't cooperate."

"Vanessa, that's horrible, why didn't you tell the police? They could--"

"They did nothing. You still don't understand what's going on here. Whatever dumb story they told you when you met them... it was all bullshit. I don't know who they are or how they make money but they know EVERYONE. When I went to the police they laughed at me. Then Sancho and Diego put more nude photos of me on the internet."

"You don't what to know what being publicly humiliated like that feels like, trust me." She paused and Lily saw that she wanted to cry. "So tonight you're going to do what they tell you to or they will do the same to you."

"I don't have any--"

"The video, Lily. They recorded you in Barcelona."

"You-- saw it?"

"Yup, all of it."

Lily fell silent and her face went from pale to bright red in a second.

"This is what these guys do. You probably bought whatever story they told you over there and thought that it was just a random hookup. Except it wasn't, they were targeting you, just like they targeted me."

"But-- but I..."

"Like I said, you seem like a nice person so I hope you listen to me now. You have no idea of cruel they can be or the kind of connections they have. If you refuse them they will ruin you. They'll show that video to everyone and ruin your career, like they did to me."

"Vanessa, I didn't know, I'm so sorry... but we have to-- there has to be something we can do. I can talk to my lawyer and--"

"No! You still don't get it," the hot brunette laughed, banging on the steering wheel a couple of times. "You don't need to be sorry. Now I'm happy it happened."

"You can't be serious."

"After they leaked my stuff I had to make a decision. There was a lot more in my phone than those pictures. Videos with my boyfriend, conversations with my sister... I just-- I couldn't take it, I had to say yes to them."

"Vanessa, that's terrible, that's rape!"

"No, it wasn't, because that first night I finally did everything they wanted and..."

"And what?"

"It was the best night of my life."

"What?!"

"Lily, I came like five times that night. They used me and toyed with me until I couldn't even speak. I thought I knew what good sex was but fuck was I wrong! There's just something incredible about surrendering yourself completely like that. It's like an indescribable rush, a thrill, like jumping off an airplane. You just take the leap and then you're falling and there's nothing you can do but enjoy the vertigo and hope that the parachute will open before you hit the ground. But you already know that, right? You've been with them, you've taken the leap."

Lily opened her mouth to deny it but stopped herself from saying a word. She wouldn't say it, but what Vanessa was describing was more than accurate.

"And they know it too. These guys are smart, they don't always release the dirty stuff they get their hands off. Even if they have something on someone they don't just go around ruining lives. They don't like showing their cards until they absolutely have to. But with you... I mean, they know you're willing."

"I am not!"

"You're on the fence at least, you wouldn't be here if that wasn't the case."

"I'm not going to fuck them, or you, Vanessa! I just want to look them in the eyes and tell them I'm not going to play their fucked up game!."

"Suit yourself then. You'll be missing out on hands down the best fucking of your life."

"Aren't you in a relationship?" Lily retorted, visibly angry.

"Yeah, so?"

"And you're still having sex with them?"

"Of course! I don't have any feelings for them, it's a completely different thing."

"I can't fucking believe you right now. What kind of person cheats on their boyfriend and admits it so casually?!"

"I don't know, a slut? What kind of person goes to the hotel room of a guy she just met and gets double-dicked by him and his buddy?"

"I--"

"And records herself doing it!" Vanessa laughed hysterically. "You're not better than me just because you happen to be single right now. We're both sluts, Lily, you're just not ready to admit it yet."

"Fuck you, Vanessa."

"Rude."

They didn't talk for the rest of the ride, but Vanessa was unfazed by Lily's indignation. She carelessly danced in her seat and sung to dumb pop songs on the radio until they reached a super fancy restaurant in downtown LA. Vanessa parked the car across the street from the restaurant. "Don't fight them, Lily. Just do what they want, it'll all be easier that way."

"I can't believe... well, any of this! It's just--"

Vanessa leaned into the passenger's seat and her left hand found the inside of Lily's warm thigh. "Listen to me, if you keep an open mind, you'll love it. If you try to resist, it will be the worst thing that's ever happened to you. It's all up to you."

Lily walked in silence next to Vanessa even as her brain told her to run, to get as far away as possible and find help. It was her gut that told her to stay. The guys had chosen a booth all the way in the back of the restaurant, a dimly-lit corner where they could talk openly without being bothered too much. Something stirred inside her as she approached the table, something wicked and unsettling she couldn't control, like butterflies in her stomach but more powerful and exhilarating than that.

"Good evening, my little puta. We're so glad you decided to join us."

Lily frowned with disgust at the insult but sat down next to Sancho anyway. Sitting on the edge of the booth and knowing that would allow her to run away if she had to gave her a false sense of security. Across the table, Vanessa and Diego were already talking and laughing like old friends and Lily was disgusted to realize she felt a little bit jealous.

They offered her a glass of wine and she refused, that made them laugh.

"There's nothing in it, silly!"

Diego smiled and switched her glass with his. "We don't use drugs in our gatherings. Unless you'd like to, of course."

"Yup, only recreationally," Vanessa added with a wink.

"Okay, let's cut the crap. Why am I here?"

"Hmmm, why ARE you here, putita?"

"Stop calling me that!"

"Shh, no need to yell, doll," Sancho said with a coy smile. He tried to grab her hand but she pulled away. He looked at Diego and Vanessa, they smiled back at him. "Curiosity," he finally said after a dramatic pause. "You want to know who we are, but more importantly, you want to know who you are."

"Ugh, that is such bullshit."

"Heh, just because it's trite does not mean it's untrue. You see, Diego and I, we know you."

"You don't fucking me know me, I--"

"Shut up, you stupid whore!" he said, his voice had turned harsh and commanding just for a moment and startled Lily into immediate silence. He took a deep breath and resumed in his previous calm manner. "You will let me speak without interruption or you will regret it," he said, his piercing eyes fixed upon hers. "You will only speak once I allow you to."

Lily nodded like a scared little girl. Both Diego and Vanessa had stopped smiling, she could see they too were scared of the man with the ponytail. "As I was saying... Diego and I, we know your type. You're an only child, born to rich parents. All your life you've been told you are beautiful and cute and special, deserving of every freedom and luxury that your privileged life allowed. They told you you could be anything you wanted so you tried to be a model, tried to be a host, a fashiong designer, an interviewer, a writer, an actress. But none of that has been enough, because nothing can ever be enough if you've been treated like a princess since the day you were born. Diego and I, we came from nothing, grew up with nothing. To get to where we are now we endured things that are unimaginable to someone like you. And what we've learned from all of it is this. Life is meaningless, only pleasure matters. Pleasure derived from money, power, sex. Our time on this earth is limited so we do what we want and we take what we want. And what we want right now is you."

He'd been leaning in closer and closer while he talked, and now he was almost on top of her. So close to her she could feel his warm breath all over her face. He put his hand on her thigh and she squirmed. He raised the tone of his voice again. "Don't you fucking dare move."

Petrified, Lily sat still as his hand crept up her thigh. When it reached her underwear he pressed his middle finger on her lips, and continued his speech while massaging her slowly. "There are two kinds of people in this world. The meek and the powerful. You, little puta, you are one of the meek ones. You see how easily I got you to come here and let me touch you like this?" She stifled a whimper. His finger had dug in, nuzzling between her labia. She was terrified of him but she couldn't move, couldn't look away. "I can do whatever the fuck I want with you right here and now and you won't stop me, no one will. Because I am powerful and you are weak, and thus your place is at my feet, serving me. You're not special, puta, you're not worthy of anything. All you are is a stupid little toy for people like us to have fun with. "Nnngh..." she moaned softly, her panties were pulled aside. His middle finger was inside of her. "Ever been fingered in a restaurant before? he grinned, moving his finger in and out of her. "What we did to you in Spain... you thought it was a one-night thing, right? But you've been thinking about it every night. I know this because you're nothing but a coddled little girl looking for a strong man to put her in her place. I am that man you've been waiting for."

He stopped talking as he pulled his finger out but the words still rung inside Lily's head, hammering her skull from the inside. She was breathing hard and fast, still transfixed by his stare as his hand rose in front of her. The finger glistened with her juices as it approached her lips. No one said anything, they didn't have to. She didn't know why, didn't even have time to think of it but when the digit was close enough she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around it, tasting her own arousal on his flesh. Her eyes never left Sancho's, not even to blink. A smacking sound came from her lips as he pulled his finger out and her gaze finally turned away from Sancho, only to see Vanessa sitting there with a smile that was half knowing and half mocking.

Sancho grabbed her by the chin and turned her face to him again. His fingers held her jaw as firm as a leather strap and his eyes pierced hers. Somber eyes, full of contempt.

"Suck my dick."

"Wh-- what?"

"You heard. Get down and suck my dick, puta."

"H--here? But I--"

"I won't tell you again."

That last sentence rattled her to the core. She swallowed hard and her body started to move on its own and soon she was kneeling under the table. The floor was hard and cold and when Sancho took his cock out he pushed her head down on his crotch, rubbing his uncut dick all over her pretty face.

"This is your place, puta, on your knees, serving me," he said as he rubbed her face over his semi-hard meat. Lily opened her mouth and let him slide in, looking around her constantly in fear of someone else watching. She felt him swell in her mouth, ignoring the panicked voice in her head that still wanted her to run away. "NNNGH!" she grunted when he pushed her head down and shoved himself down her throat, her tiny hands strained against his knees as he abused her. He let go after a while and as she gasped for air she realized Vanessa was down there too, sucking Diego's dick with a big smile on her face. Lily turned away immediately in shame. There she was, after all the tough-talk and the righteous indignation, doing exactly what they wanted. Vanessa would've been cackling at her stupidity if her mouth wasn't busy with 10 inches of European cock.

"Why can't I stop doing this? Why am I so helpless in front of him?" she kept thinking even as she swirled her tongue around Sancho's cockhead. Was he right? Could she really be that weak and stupid? She struggled with the answer but her lips never stopped moving. Neither did Vanessa's, and the music that her moans and Diego's thick head sliding between the lips turned to music in Lily's ears. There was something about the wet sounds of Vanessa's slutty mouth that got to Lily and what she had started out of fear had gradually turned into something she wanted deep down. Soon the shy actress found herself trying to imitate that sloppy music with her own mouth, eagerly sucking and slurping the tip of Sancho's cock with more vigor, the salty taste of his pre-cum inspiring a wet spot on her underwear.

"Muy bien... muy bien..." Sancho kept saying above her. He no longer need to push or pressure her in anyway, Lily lips were all over his meet, hungrily traveling from the head and all the way down to kiss and lick his balls before making their way up the shaft again.

Lily had never sucked a dick so voraciously before. It had never been something she particularly enjoyed but that was before. Sancho had just revealed to her something about her own nature that she had always vaguely suspected but always been to scared to corroborate. Now she could stop lying to herself and accept that Sancho was right, that she was weak, that she wanted, no, needed to be led and ordered around.

"Are you ready to order, sir?"

Lily let out a muffled gasp when she heard the waitress. She turned to see Vanessa covering her mouth, giggling in silence with Diego's wet cock in hand. Lily stopped moving and felt the red wave of shame washing over her while Sancho and Diego ordered in a calm tone. She started having second thoughts, she couldn't believe what she was doing. She heard the waitress walk away and a hand pulling her hair immediately after. "You don't stop until I tell you to!" Sancho slapped her face and Lily rushed to get his cock back in her mouth with a red handprint on her left cheek.

The slap had taken away everything but her willingness to please Sancho, and the sloppy blow job continued. Lily's tongue explored and memorized each vein and bump on the Spaniard's prick. She didn't want to get hit again, but more than that she wanted to please him to do a good job for him. She knew those feelings were twisted, completely illogical, yet she could not shake them. The fact that she was doing exactly what he wanted was absolute proof that he was right, and the longer she stayed there, licking and stroking him, the more real it all became. She was meek and stupid, why else would she let herself be humiliated like that?

"Vanessa, why don't you join us for dinner up here? I don't think Lily is hungry."

"No I don't think she is," Vanessa chuckled, wiping the spit from her chin. She sat between the two men and held Sancho's cock while Lily caressed it with her tongue, laughing at the pale girl's new-found zeal for cock-sucking.

Collins heard Sancho say something in Spanish and Vanessa replying, "Oh thank you!" right before her head was jerked by the hair in the direction of Vanessa's skirt.

"Wh-what?" Lily blurted just as Vanessa's golden thighs separated before her. She had no underwear on and, as she squirmed to hike her skirt up to her waist, the lights above revealed her cunt lips to be slick with anticipation.

"What are you waiting for? Eat her!"

Lily flinched, expecting to be hit again but what she got instead were Vanessa's soft hands leading her to her crotch. She took a deep breath, from that angle she could see Vanessa and Sancho's faces grinning down at her. His stare was impossible to match and she looked down, still feeling the weight of his impatient gaze upon her. Heat arose from Vanessa's pussy as Lily slid her middle finger along the two outer lips, collecting the girl's arousal on her fingertips. She heard Vanessa sigh and then gasp when her tongue tickled the inside of her steamy twat. For Lily, it was the first time going down on a woman, but being a woman herself, she knew what to do.

Her lips embraced the glistening pink pussy that was displayed before her and, as she buried her head between each bronzed leg, her lips and tongue eagerly welcomed the strange taste of Vanessa's lubrication. Ten fingers dug into her brown hair and Vanessa started squirming while Lily snaked her tongue back and forth across her clit and wet hole. "Oh fuck..." she hard Vanessa cry out. She was breathing heavy and so were the two guys. Vanessa's hands had been busy stroking the guys's cocks the whole time and the sight of it inspired Lily to start touching herself. She pursed her lips, sucking on Vanessa's rock-hard clit as damp fingers played with her own. In response, Vanessa gripped her hair tightly, grinding Lily's face against her. Those two soft but strong thighs crushed her head, muffling all sound, and the grinding of Vanessa's hips became harder and faster. Her cooing grew louder too, breath coming in short bursts as Lily lapped and slurped on whatever part of her juicy cunt she could get to.

Then Vanessa froze and so did Lily, with her tongue still inside the little pink hole. "Fuck!" Vanessa cried out and she must've hit the table because all the plates and cutlery rattled above. Her back arched and her butt rose from the seat as she climaxed. Sweet, salty ejaculate flooded into Lily's mouth. She placed a thumb on Vanessa's clit, rubbing away at it while her tongue lapped all of that cunt juice. Vanessa stopped moving so much, but she was still shaking when Lily backed away, a clear, viscous thread of spit and secretion clinging to her bottom lip before separating and landing on the top of her sore knee.

Vanessa sighed with satisfaction and Sancho tapped Lily on the head like a good little puppy. She couldn't help but smile at him, thankful to have her superior's approval. The smile disappeared when he yanked her hair again. "Ow! she cried out with her neck crooked and her left cheek facing up. Sancho's cockhead was waiting for her when she opened her eyes. It twitched just two or three inches from her face before it spat a white rope of cum right into her eye, shutting it immediately. Another spurt left a trail of cum from her cheekbone to the corner of her mouth before another hand in her hair pulled her in the opposite direction. With only one eye she watched Diego point at the top of her head and bathe her hair and forehead with his creamy seed. The jizz soaked her famous eyebrows in white and continued to run down her perfect nose and cheekbones until half of her pretty face was coated with warm cum.

"Yay!" Vanessa cheered on, clapping like an excited little girl while Lily gestured for a napkin or a rag.

"Look at you," Sancho said with disgust, shaking his dick and squeezing the last drops of semen onto her shiny hair, "you dirty slut, you piece of shit! Go clean yourself!"

"I-- I'm sorry!" Lily whimpered as she crawled out from under the table, holding back tears as she rushed to the bathroom. She could hold them back no longer as she looked at herself in the mirror, hair sticky with cum on the front and the side, lipstick whorishly smeared around her mouth and her right eye red and watery despite having washed it several times.

She wanted to stay and hide in that bathroom forever but her gut told her that making Sancho wait would be a bad idea, and the more time she spent there undecided the more scared she became. She had to go back to him, she just had to.

The table was empty when she got back to it. Dinner had been paid for and the waitress shrugged her shoulders when Lily asked if she'd seen them leave. "No no no..." Lily muttered as she went out the front entrance. They were not there and suddenly the thought of them leaving without her, without so mush as a goodbye, seemed unbearable. She went back into the restaurant and darted to the back exit, almost tripping into a waiter in the process.

The back door lead to a dark alley with a big garbage container where the kitchen staff dropped the trash and leftover food. A rotten smell filled her nostrils when she stepped out into the darkness. Sancho was standing there with a cigarette in hand. There it was again that demonic grinn.

Lily took an unsure step towards him, then another.

"Stop! On your knees, puta."

She looked down at the disgusting ground full of trash and puddles of foul-smelling water and rotting food and hesitated. "I SAID DROP TO YOUR FUCKING KNEES, JODER!"

With a terrified whimper she did as told and her sore knees sunk into the putrid puddle. "Tell me, have you learned your place now? Is that why you ran out here, hoping to catch us before we left?"

"Y-yes," she replied, the hem of her dress soaked with brown water.

He took a step and towered above her. With his palm on the top of her head he collected some of the cum smeared on her hair and rubbed it between his fingertips. "Tell me, puta, what is your place?"

"Th-- this is... my place."

"Why?"

"B-- B-- Because I'm... weak and... stupid."

"And what else?"

"And a slut, a puta."

Sancho smiled and Diego walked out from the shadows besides him. "You know how Alpha males mark their territory, right?" He said, the sound of two zippers ripping through the quiet night.

"We will let you go home now and resume your pathetic, pointless life. Tomorrow you will get up and go on your day to day routine like nothing has happened, like you haven't realized what a stupid, useless cumslut you really are. It might be weeks or months, years even, until you've almost forgotten about us and start to think of all this as a dream."

They held their soft cocks in their hands and pointed at her face. "Oh God!" she cried out when they started to piss on her face. "But next time we call on you, whenever that is, you better fucking show up wearing that gift we gave you."

She flinched and covered her face but it was already all over her hair and her mouth. "Tonight, once you're back home, or maybe tomorrow, you might start getting those stupid thoughts again. The ones that tell you to talk to the police, to run, to oppose us in any way." Sancho continued, still hosing Lily with a thick stream of piss. "Just remember what you're feeling right now. The helplessness, the fragility, the utter stupidity of who you are. You're no better than this. You, stupid little whore, are a weakling, and this is your place. Never fucking forget it."

"I-- I won't..." Lily cried, spitting out piss and pulling on the soaked fabric of her ruined dress when the streams finally subsided.

"Let me be clear about this. We are not your lovers, but you will learn to love us; just like a pet learns to love its master. And make no mistake, we are your masters, and you will live to please us. You will fuck no man we haven't selected for you, you will not go anywhere we don't tell you to go. You will take no job we don't allow you to. Is that clear?"

"Yes," she replied, he voice barely audible as piss continued to drip from her wet hair and down her pretty face.

"Now tell me one more time," Sancho said after putting his member away, "what did you learn tonight?"

"I'm... I'm a stupid whore and you're my master."

"Good. You may go back home now. I'll let you know the next time I need you."

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To Be Continued...