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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: ANDIE AT THE DISEMBO CLUB 1
Published: 05.11.2024
Story Codes: Young Ones, Abuse, Snuff
Synopsis: An uncompromisingly depraved fantasy — Andie was incredibly beautiful, smart, and knew how to work the system. She had a rising career in an upper-end advertising agency, worked out daily at a nearby gym, and used her well-developed sexuality to get ahead in business.
She made a great salary and used it to follow the jet-set around the world, making every weekend an adventure. She caught the attention of a very special group that called themselves the Disembo Club.
She had no idea what that meant but learned they collected and owned females, to do with them whatever they wanted, free of any restraints such as laws and morals. They had their island retreat, and Andie got to see first-hand the shocking ways in which they used their incredible collection of female stock.
Andie at the Disembo Club 1
Andie could not believe she had hit the jackpot so easily, and that her great luck had come to her without having to seek it. She had always believed there was another world just out of sight, that some of the exciting people she served as hostess got to live, and she craved it.
She felt that what life offered was never quite enough, but that extra thrilling life was so elusive that she had settled for the weekend jet-set excursions that so many other successful young professional women chose over the mundane life of marriage and raising a family.
When she had stepped off the plane at Gatwick after an extravagant weekend in Monte Carlo, a smart-looking stewardess had handed her a leaflet offering a free ten-day holiday in the Caribbean. All that was required was that, if she liked it, she would let her friends know about it.
That was it. As a very successful young lawyer, she knew how to look for loopholes, and there appeared to be none. There was no binding contract to sign, just the obligation to show up for any one of four possible departures, and to enjoy the time of her life.
The flyer was a simple glossy three-fold. There was a photo of a tropical resort and several astoundingly attractive young men in every photo. They appeared to outnumber the women four to one. On the beach, the attire appeared to be nothing or string bikinis,
Although there were no frontal nude shots in the tasteful brochure, the men and the few women at the pool were naked. In a beach shot on the back, the man facing the camera was standing in a provocative pose, his tiny bikini barely containing his genitalia.
This invitation appeared to be to vacation at a stud farm. Andie found the novelty of the idea stimulating. This was something she could handle, with such an array of young bucks to wrap her long shapely legs around. She might even take on a pair of them.
She stopped only at trios because with an extra man, she could not countenance the thought of the servitude that taking a man’s penis into her mouth implied. Andie had to dominate all of her relationships, which was why she had never got close to anyone.
Her freedom and aloofness were a quality she jealously protected, and pursued thrills that affirmed her power position. This invitation appeared to satisfy all the criteria she set for her frequent escapes from the large law practice, and she decided to go for it.
She cleared her calendar at the busy law firm, placed the necessary call to confirm her reservation and a limo had come to whisk her off to the airport. She suspected this holiday organization was working above the law when the limo took her to the Corporate Flight Center.
She knew it was necessary to use the main terminal to clear customs, and at the Corporate Center, she was able to board the El Effah 747 without the need to clear an Excise and Immigration line-up. The crew took her bags for her, and a good-looking young man escorted her to the aircraft.
There was no second-story jetway, so the passengers had the luxury of riding a mobile escalator that was rolled to the plane’s open door. The entire aircraft was set up as an opulent first class, with only six seats across instead of the usual ten.
Although there were several other young women like herself and a mix of single men as well as several families with children, this was not your average crowd. From the quality of clothing and neat grooming, she was sure almost all of the others were millionaires.
Andie had developed the skill of qualifying people, both in her practice in a large firm and from selecting sex partners on her weekend jaunts. There were no clingers in this group. Everyone showed a refreshing air of confidence and cool that she so much respected and found hard to find in others. These were her kind of people.
The woman who greeted passengers at the door of the aircraft, the senior flight attendant, offered the first sign that this was not a regular commercial airline. She wore a stylish high-collar powder blue top with a deep V opening, revealing a designer black lift bra, exposing much of her breasts.
This created an outstanding cleavage of her ample rack. As she took her seat, Andie noticed each stewardess had a uniform tan, suggesting that they tanned nude. The daring tops ended abruptly at their sternum, leaving their waists and gently curved tummies free.
Most of their hips were also exposed. Their navy micro miniskirts rode daringly low on their slender hips, leaving three inches of buttocks cleavage revealed behind, and a few errant curls of a narrow patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair showing above the very low slender belt in front.
These stewardesses were as much show girls as flight attendants, and as they strode the broad isles in their daring five-inch heels, their slender long bare legs grabbed the eye, looking their best in those powder blue high heels. These women were on show, to set the tone.
Andie quickly noticed that the slit up to the belt on the right side of each skirt meant these evocative young ladies could not be wearing panties. She was no lezzie, but Andie felt dampness in her loins and tightness in her chest at the sight of these beautiful creatures.
Their lack of modesty provided clear permission for other females to go all out in provocative fashion statements. She knew she was in for an amazing adventure. Thank God she had brought along a provocative wardrobe. She now knew she was going to need it.
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Shortly after takeoff, one of the erotic stewardesses told her there would be a special presentation for guests in a few moments. Ten minutes later that stewardess invited her to come up to the upper level of the aircraft, where several other women and most of the stewardesses joined them.
The upper lounge was set up like a small theatre, and the lights dimmed as the oldest of the shapely young woman, who was the senior flight attendant, addressed the gathering of curious young women. As she spoke the entire wall behind her illuminated as a large bright television screen.
In view was a vista of a tropical beach, backed by palm trees, pools and patios, and a luxurious hotel. It was in Ultra-High Definition. What she saw on the large screen looked so real it was like looking through an open archway.
“The Disembo Club is a retreat for its wealthy members to cast off the restraints of our modern society, and to move on to the next level,” the woman said, “The site is deserted for most of the time, but once a month for ten glorious days, it comes alive. Members converge from around the world to let their hair down and enjoy the freedom that most so-called civilized countries have reduced to humble obedience to insanely restrictive laws.”
As she spoke, the huge screen behind her showed a jumbo jet landing at a jungle airstrip.
That was followed by a shot of passengers much like those aboard this aircraft disembarking. She recognized the couple that had been sitting behind her in the main cabin of the aircraft. The next series of shots showed the place buzzing with activity.
The beach and pools were in full use by the members who were all completely nude. The shots were not restricted and showed full-frontal nudity. All of the men were fully stimulated, sporting impressive erections. The naked young women’s shorn vaginas were on full display.
“As you can see,” their narrator told them, “The gentlemen are always fully prepared for action. They take two Cialis before arrival, and then at every meal, providing us a view of the continuous beautiful presentation of their unbridled masculinity during their time at the private resort. The normal restraints and restrictions of our society are completely removed for members, and they have started a program to share their philosophy with guests, such as yourselves.”
The ladies were impressed, and already looking forward to landing.
“You will get to enjoy some outstanding examples of the resort’s permissive attitudes toward fulfilling desires you could only dream about in any other setting. They created the resort as a place for unrestrained growth of every conceivable form of sexual pleasure and gratification.”
The camera revealed a group of about thirty naked children playing on the beach, in games supervised by a pair of men and a woman. The activities they were enthusiastically taking part in were more than a little suggestive, with the woman teaching the little girls to dance erotically.
They showed them how to spread their thighs and energetically thrust their pelvises, exposing their cute prepubescent genitals. The boys were thrusting their surprising little erections as they danced as if experiencing gratified coitus.
“Moral standards create an inhibited character, and the members of the Disembo Club have determined to remove sexual restraints from their children to allow them to fully develop their sexual potential, up to and including practicing uninhibited copulation. Repressed sexuality is the largest single inhibitor to creative growth.
“Prohibiting natural behaviors restrains the overt expression of desires. The members who make up the Disembo Club are people who have succeeded in life, almost always at the cost of others, and they are people who expect no less in the performance of their children.
“What some might regard as debauchery, the Club views as a right, and the satisfaction of engaging in carnal pleasure as recreation is a natural right of the privileged. These people are the privileged, and by creating their private retreat, get to do whatever they wish with others.”
THE END OF CHAPTER ONE