Interview at Twisted Ranch: An Erotic BDSM Story (Twisted Ranch Series Book 1) Read online

  Interview at Twisted Ranch

  By Lily Brock

  Text copyright © 2016 Lily Brock

  All Rights Reserved

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  For my Master…

  Wherever you go, I will follow.

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  The Interview

  “Welcome, Ava. Have a seat.”

  Daniel was not at all what I was expecting. I peeked out at him through a cascade of long blonde hair as I sat down on the hard, straight-backed chair. Although he was much older than I, he was tall, muscular and handsome in a aristocratic way. Clearly he took good care of himself.

  While I settled nervously into my seat across from him, he opened a file folder on his desk and studied the contents for a few moments. He looked up and surveyed me carefully. “Do you understand why you are here, Ava?”

  I thought back to the cryptic conversation I had just a few days ago with my fiance, Lucas. I knew Lucas lived at Twisted Ranch. The community owned a large, secluded piece of land far outside the city, and all the members lived there. Some called it a cult, but everyone seemed very happy there and the members appeared to be free to come and go as they pleased.

  Lucas is the love of my life. I met him when my parents had a new deck added to our house two years ago. He was part of the crew they hired to do the work. My mother sent me out to serve lemonade to the workers each afternoon, and I simply could not keep my eyes off Lucas. He was lean, strong, and tan with dark hair perpetually falling into his deep blue eyes. On the last day of the project, Lucas asked me to join him on a walk around the neighborhood. As we strolled, we talked endlessly about everything and nothing. It was as if I had known him my entire life. Although he was four years older than I, my parents were charmed by his polite manner and they quickly agreed to allow me to see him. We’ve been together ever since, with Lucas proposing just last week on my eighteenth birthday.

  I took a deep breath. “Lucas said before we can get married I need to join the community because only members can live here. He told me I had to meet with you to learn more about Twisted Ranch and, if I decided to proceed with my petition for membership, I would be required to undergo an exam to determine whether or not I would be accepted into the community.”

  “That is correct, “ Daniel said, studying me closely. “Twisted Ranch is a wonderful place. But, choosing to live here isn’t a decision to be taken lightly. As you might expect, we are a small group of likeminded people who are committed to communal living. However, our members commit to sharing more than just their material wealth.”

  I nodded and waited for him to continue. He was choosing his words very carefully and I couldn’t figure out what he wasn’t telling me.

  “Most of the people who live here are married,” he continued. “Single men are welcome to join, as Lucas did four years ago, but women can only be brought into the community through marriage. Everyone in the community is an adult; there are no children here. All of the woman receive birth control injections. Sometimes couples decide to leave our community so they can start a family. We are all free to leave at any time. But, once you leave you cannot return.”

  Instead of making things clearer, his explanation was confusing me further. I had so many questions, but before I could ask them, Daniel continued.

  “All of the men in our community are sexual dominants and all of the women are sexual submissives. Submissives at Twisted Ranch are required to serve their own husbands. And, as the leader—or Master as I am called here—all submissives serve me as well. The men are encouraged to share their submissives with others in the community as they see fit. To prevent sexual transmitted infections, new members must either be virgins, or present test results from their medical doctor. Sex with anyone outside Twisted Ranch is strictly forbidden.”

  Daniel paused and gave me a moment to process what he was telling me. Twisted Ranch was a sex commune? I was taken aback, but at the same time so many pieces were falling into place. Lucas had always been such a gentlemen throughout our courtship. He was always chivalrous and never put any pressure on me to sleep with him. However, he was also very firm in his guidance of me. Following his direction always worked out for the best. I found I thrived under his leadership, and I knew it would be easy for me to submit to him completely.

  “At Twisted Ranch,” Daniel explained, “we hold the number three sacred because women’s bodies provide three holes to pleasure our cocks. If you choose to join us and are accepted for membership, all three of your blessed openings must be available at all times to me, your Sir, and anyone else your Sir orders you to pleasure. Before you can live here at the commune, you must sign a contract giving up all of your rights to deny either of us access to your body at any time or place. We may choose to give you pleasure or pain, penetration or punishment. You are free to leave the community at any time, but doing so breaks the contract and you will never be allowed to return to Twisted Ranch. Do you understand, Ava?”

  So many thoughts were running through my head. I had no experience with sex, and I wasn’t entirely sure what would be expected of me at Twisted Ranch. And yet, if this is what Lucas wanted for me, I knew it would be the right choice. I met Daniel’s smoky gray eyes and nodded.

  “Yes, Daniel, I understand.”

  “Address me as Master Daniel, Ava,” he correctly gently, but firmly.

  “Yes, Master Daniel.”

  “Excellent.” He look again at the folder in front of him. “Lucas speaks very highly of you, but there are procedures we must follow to ensure you will fit in here at Twisted Ranch. Your next step will be to submit to a physical exam consisting of four different tests.”

  He locked eyes with me and held my gaze. “Are you a virgin?”

  I dropped my eyes immediately, blushing and shifting uncomfortably in my chair. My plaid mini-skirt suddenly seemed too short and I tugged a bit at the hem. Gazing at the floor, I answered,“Yes.”

  “Yes, what?”

  “Yes, Master Daniel.”

  He nodded and made a few more notes in the file, closed the cover, and then opened his desk drawer. He withdrew a document and set it in front of me. “This is a consent form for your exam. Please read it carefully and, if you want to continue, sign and date it at the bottom.”

  “Consent form?” I asked, confused.

  “The women in our community are required to provide a variety of services for the men. I need to verify your virginity and determine the service capacity of your breasts and holes. If your performance during the exam is acceptable, you will be offered the opportunity to sign the covenant and take your place in our community. Only then can you marry Lucas and join him here at Twisted Ranch. You may stop the exam at any time, but if you do you will automatically fail and you will not be permitted to join.”

  My head was spinning. Determine my service capacity? How was he going to do that? I picked up the document and began to read. The language was clinical, but clear. I shivered with a mixture of fear and excitement at the brief descriptions of each test.

  I hesitated, but only for a moment. Then I picked up the pen and signed the consent form.
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  The Exam

  Daniel led me down the hall to a large conference room. In the center of the room was a long, narrow table of thick, sturdy wood.

  “During your exam you are to follow all directions without question. Once you are placed in a position, you are not to move out of that position. Let me remind you again that you may stop the exam at any time, but doing so will automatically disqualify you from joining our community. Do you understand, Ava?”

  “Yes, Master Daniel, I understand.”

  “As you already read, there will be a total of four tests during your exam. If you are found to be a virgin, your hymen will be left intact. Please remove your panties, shirt, and bra. You may leave your skirt on.”

  I expected him to leave the room, but he sat down in a large leather chair at the head of the table and watched me undress. His eyes never left me as I slowly removed my shirt. I had never been unclothed in front of a man before. I assumed my first time would be with Lucas on our wedding night, but I would never be able to marry Lucas if I couldn’t pass these tests. I knew this is what Lucas wanted for me and I was determined to succeed.

  I reached under my skirt and slid off my panties. Then, turning my back to Daniel, began unhooking my bra.

  “Stop!” he commanded, startling me. “Turn around so I can watch you.”

  “I…I’m sorry, Master Daniel,” I mumbled. I felt my face flush, but I moved quickly to obey. I turned around to face him and removed my bra, allowing my firm, ample breasts to fall free. I dropped the bra on the floor next to my panties and waited for him to tell me what to do next. My arms instinctively moved to cover my exposed tits.

  “Arms down, Ava!” Daniel said firmly. I dropped my arms to my sides. “Come over here and stand in front of me.” I did as I was told.

  “I will begin by testing your response to breast stimulation,” he explained. “Spread your legs shoulder width apart, lace your fingers together behind your head, and push your breasts out toward me.”

  He waited while I complied with his directions.

  “Look at me while I examine you, Ava.”

  I looked down at him and couldn’t help but think, yet again, how handsome he was. His eyes were locked on mine and he gazed at me with pure desire. Slowly he moved his hands toward my breasts. My breath caught as his warm fingers cupped my tits. He rubbed my nipples slowly with outstretched fingers, turning each one into a hard nub. I could feel my body respond between my legs. Without breaking eye contact, he slid one hand down my side and over the curve of my hip until it rested on my thigh just below the hem of my skirt.

  “You have such firm, supple breasts, Ava. They fit perfectly in my hands.”

  I beamed at him. I knew I had a nice figure, but I enjoyed hearing him say it.

  “Now I need to check your response.”

  I wasn’t sure what he meant, but it became clear as his hand slid under my skirt and he slipped his finger across my moistening slit. I moaned with pleasure, but as soon as it escaped my lips I was flooded with guilt. This all seemed so wrong, and yet it felt so good. I worried I was being unfaithful to Lucas, and yet Lucas must have known what would happen to me in this exam before he sent me here.

  Daniel brought his hand back up to my breast. He took each nipple between two fingers and, without warning, squeezed them hard while twisting them at the same time.

  The pain shot like lightning through my body and set my pussy on fire with desire. I yelped loudly and my knees buckled a bit, but I was able to regain my balance before I fell out of my position.

  He released them after a few seconds, bringing blissful relief. “Pain and pleasure are closely intertwined at Twisted Ranch,” he told me. “Allow the pain to bring you pleasure, Ava.”

  Again Daniel roughly pinched and twisted my hardened nipples. This time, I was more prepared. I allowed the pain to sweep down my body, culminating once again in pleasure between my legs.

  “Good girl,” he rasped. “Ride the pain into arousal.”

  His masterful hands pinched and released my nipples several more time, extending the length of the pain with each round. I was surprised to discover my breasts began craving the pain, in spite of their increasing soreness. Each jolt of pain pulsed straight to my pussy, sending shockwaves of lust. After several minutes I was moaning every time he grabbed my tender buds and whimpering for more pain whenever he let them go for too long.

  Daniel slid his hand back down under my skirt again to check my response. I didn’t have to wait for his pronouncement to know my pussy was flooded with the evidence of my desire. I pushed my needy crotch against his hand and ground my clit against his fingers. He slipped his fingers back and forth between my juicy pussy lips, careful not to push them inside me and risk damaging my hymen. I could feel an urgent need building inside me. I glanced toward his lap and noticed a large bulge was straining in his pants.

  Abruptly, he stopped and pulled his fingers away. I cried out in frustration and brazenly thrust my pelvis toward him. He ignored my need.

  “Not only are you very wet, Ava, but your pussy lips have also swollen up quite nicely. You passed your first test. Now, bend over the table in front of me so I can confirm your virginity.”

  I did as he asked, lowering my upper torso down flat onto the table which pushed my ass up and out toward him as he sat behind me in his chair. I felt really self-conscious knowing his eyes were level with the hem of my short skirt which was now barely covering my ass cheeks. When he asked me to spread my legs wide, I knew it would push the skirt up even higher. But, in the end it didn’t matter. As soon as my legs were open far enough apart to please him, he flipped my skirt up onto my back exposing me completely.

  I felt his warm breath on my dripping pussy. He took hold of my nether lips and prised them open, exposing my virgin slit. He opened me wider and wider, making me feel completely vulnerable. I could tell his face was very close as he examined me. Something about being pulled open so far made me ache to be filled with something large and hard. After what seemed like an eternity, he released my pussy lips and confirmed that I was, in fact, a virgin. I had passed the second test.

  His fingers returned to my pussy and once again he rubbed them back and forth across my clit. I ground my hips obscenely against his strong, capable hands.

  “You are being such a good girl, Ava. So obedient,” he said as he slid several fingers through my wetness and carried my juices to my tiny anal rosebud. He was standing up behind me now rubbing my juices all around my ass pucker.

  “You have such a deliciously tight little ass, Ava, but we’ll get back to it later. Right now, I need to test your oral capacity. I want you to get down on your knees in front of me.”

  I turned and knelt down before him, watching as he unzipped his pants and began slowly stroking his thick, hard cock. I was shocked by the size. Surely something this big could never fit into my mouth.

  “I want you to begin by licking my cock all over using just your tongue.”

  I licked my lips and ran my tongue all around the ample head. I could taste his salty pre-come leaking out from the tip. I moved my face closer to his body and inhaled his musky scent. I licked all around the base of his pulsing rod and began to work my way back toward the tip in long, firm strokes. I continued until I had tasted every last inch of his meat.

  “Perfect, Ava. Now you are going to suck my cock. Keep your eyes looking up at me at all times. I want to relax your jaw and wrap your lips around the tip.”

  I put the head of his thick organ into my mouth and looked up at him expectantly. “I’m going to hold your head steady while I fuck your mouth,” he explained. “Put your hands behind your back and keep them there.”

  I followed Daniel’s instructions, and then licked at the tip of his cock while I waited for him to begin. He placed his hands on either side of my head, tilting it up slightly so I could keep my eyes on his face, and he begin to drive his cock slowly into my mouth. I stretched my mouth open wider and wider to acco
mmodate his substantial girth.

  “That’s a good girl, Ava. Your mouth feels so wet and tight around my cock. Oh, yes, you are doing great.” He stared down at me with an intensity I’d never before experienced.

  My jaw began to ache, but his moans of pleasure brought tingles of arousal to my pussy distracting me from the discomfort. He was pushing deeper and deeper into my mouth while my tongue massaged the underside of his rod. As his thrusts neared the back of my throat, I focused all my attention on relaxing my gag reflex.

  “Relax, Ava, relax. I need to get a little deeper.”

  Saliva was dripping down my chin and my eyes began to water. I was sure my makeup was smeared.

  “Almost there! Almost there!”

  His cock hit the back of my throat and despite my best efforts, I gagged. Now that he was all the way in, he grasped the back of my head tightly and began to pump his throbbing meat into my mouth more frantically. Tears streamed down my face as I gagged over and over and over, but my distress only seemed to increase his arousal. His cock felt like it was growing even larger in my mouth.

  “I’m coming, Ava, I’m coming. Swallow my come. Swallow it all!”

  A hoarse guttural grunt poured from his lips, and waves of hot come shot down the back of my throat. I sucked hungrily to devour every last drop.

  Daniel loosened his grip on my head and slid his cock from my mouth. “Excellent, Ava.” He zipped his pants up and sat back down in the chair. “Stand up and open your legs for me,” he ordered.

  I got to my feet and stood with my legs spread apart. His hand moved under my skirt and slid between my engorged pussy lips.

  “Still very wet and swollen, I see. You’ve passed your third test. All of the submissives at Twisted Ranch are expected to experience arousal whenever their holes are being used. You have done very well so far. There is only one test left. I’m now going to test your response to anal stimulation, Ava, and then see how well you take a bit of stretching.”

  I was terrified at the thought of him stretching my ass, but I knew I couldn’t give up now. I only needed to pass this one final test and I would be able to sign the group covenant and marry Lucas.