





that time I accidentally joined a sex cult when I was 20: My ex found this person/place on f life and told me it was a sex club and it was, but the owners (I’m gonna call them Man and Woman, I don’t know their real names) also lived there ? it was like an old thrift shop converted into a house in the middle of buttfuck nowhere midwest. There were several bedrooms with no doors w beds and tvs, and a living room with the BDSM X cross thing, and a kitchen area. They had a separate living space (and cats!) We could only come at night at a certain time, certain day. But on “closed” nights, they would pick the day for us. We had to go through the front room that the Man would be chillin in, monitoring things on a computer (?) or talking idk but also being a “bouncer” so he could vibe check them enough to get in on “open” nights if they were new Before locking all the doors. The Woman was extremely submissive to him but both of them were in charge. There were a bunch of rules, like if the curtain to the bedroom was closed you could only watch, if it was open you could come in and be a cuck and obv you could choose to let them join by consent. You had to be completely naked in certain areas. Idk there was more. To be a “member” you had to sleep with either of them. Then they all stood around in a circle silently while my ex, The Woman, and I slept together. we made a triangle with our bodies, one fucking, one sitting on his face, The Woman and I kissing. They hired a professional photographer. but they wouldn’t give us the pictures besides a screen shot implying we can’t get them until we sleep with them again and by that point things started feeling darker. They started crossing my personal boundaries so we eventually just ended all contact. I never stayed too late into the night, I would leave when the guests were allowed to on open nights. Anyways, at least I got to cum lol