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my pussy unleashed a flood of cum before long and after that, it was one long, sweaty blur of sex and cum. I was used over and over and I shrieked onto cock after cock, moaning and finding myself used like a sex toy. And I loved it. I loved the way these rough men touched me, the way they used me. They were truly brothers who shared everything. I could tell they respected me as Blade’s woman but at the same time, they used me like they would use one of his tools, taking their pleasure in me, shooting their hot, sticky loads into me, gripping my young tits and playing with my asshole as they came in my cunt or mouth. And to think, only this morning, I had been a normal, innocent school girl. Now, I was most certainly that no longer! I wasn’t sure what I was but I knew I belonged to the Jokers MC and no one else… My old life was over.
     
    ~
     
    The next morning, I awoke, my body throbbing and sore. They had taken me off the bike and laid me in the tent alongside Blade. He grinned at me as my eyes fluttered open.
     
    “You slept like a rock after we finished with you,” he commented, scratching my head. I groaned and rolled over, refusing to look at him.
     
    “You let them all do what they wanted with me. I’ve never felt so used in my life,” I said. I was being serious but I sounded much angrier than I really was.
     
    “You know how it is,” Blade said seriously. I could feel his powerful gaze on my back, drilling into the back of my head. “Being part of a motorcycle club, it’s not like being on your high school track team. It’s a brotherhood. If one of my brothers wanted to ride my bike, I’d let him, just like he’d let me ride his. And if I have a woman…”
     
    “Then you let them all ride her as much as they want?”
     
    He shrugged.
     
    “That’s how it’s always been. If you want to run with us, then you have to get used to it.”
     
    My eyes widened. “Run with them?”
     
    “You’d let me run with you guys? Could I have my own bike?”
     
    He grinned.
     
    “You’ll have to learn to ride but, you know, I don’t see why not… So long as you’re safe.”
     
    My fantasies of being a biker girl came back. I wouldn’t just ride on the back of Blade’s bike—I’d have one of my own, being a full member and his woman. My belly tingled with excitement at this thought. How was that for a college plan, Mr. Wilson?!
     
    “My parents would never let me,” I said with a sigh.
     
    “You’re eighteen, aren’t you? Do you have to do what your parents say anymore?”
     
    Strictly, no. I shrugged.
     
    “I… I don’t know. I’ve never done something like this.”
     
    “I think you just did. Last night.”
     
    Did I really want to give up my comfortable, easy life in exchange for the exciting motorcycle club life? I pondered it over in my head. Up until yesterday, my life had been so well-planned out. Nothing would have surprised me: I would have gone to college, and then graduate school—law school or medical school, perhaps. Then, I would have gotten a great job, gotten married, had kids, and the cycle would have continued. But now…
     
    “I’ll do it. There’s just… There’s someone I want to take care of first.”
     
    ~
     
    We waited outside St. Benedict’s for Mr. Wilson. When he finally emerged from the school. He looked worried, as well he should have. He probably knew damned well that I hadn’t shown up for school and he would have had to explain to my parents where I had gone. I wondered what he had told them? Well, we were about to find out.
     
    We followed at a distance, keeping several blocks behind him as he drove home. Finally, he pulled into a small apartment complex off the highway two towns over. I was particularly delighted to see that he lived in a tiny, filthy, run down building—alone, almost definitely.
     
    “You’re sure you want to talk to him?” Blade asked me, glancing back at me. It was just the two of us, but I knew Blade was