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Mercy threw his leg over his bike so that he was straddling it.

“This club is bigger than most people think it is. There are several regions throughout the state and each one has a leader. I want to get their approval before I make this move. I’m just trying to keep the peace, you know?” he said, as he turned the key to his motorcycle.

It let out a deafening roar as the engine fired.

“Get on,” he said.

I did as I was told and hopped on the back of the motorcycle.

Fuck,
I thought.
I’m supposed to be meeting Jenny at the mall soon.

“Where are we going?” I said, trying to speak over the sound of the engine.

He looked back at me and responded, “We have a meeting with Blake and Johnny, two of the regional leaders. We’re going to find out if they like you. If they do, then you’ve got yourself a job.”

***

W
e rode for over an hour. At a stoplight, I asked Mercy where exactly we were headed, but he just said, “It’s a meeting place. Don’t worry about it.”

I had no choice but to accept that response because I knew that I wouldn’t be getting any more information from him.

I held on tight as we sped through the turns on the highway. Eventually, we pulled off of the Interstate and onto a dirt road. After a half an hour of riding on the dirt, we pulled up to a small house. I immediately noticed two other motorcycles parked in the driveway.

Well, this must be the place,
I thought.

We parked next to the other bikes. Mercy turned off the ignition and hopped off, making his way toward the front door. I looked in the rear view mirror and tried to fix my hair. It had gotten wind blown on the ride over and looked ridiculous. Luckily, I had an extra hair band in my purse, so I just threw it back in a ponytail.

The house looked like it had been abandoned. I didn’t see an address sign anywhere on it and at least half of the windows were boarded up. Looking around, I noticed that there weren’t any other houses in sight. I could see why they chose it as their secret meeting spot.

I followed Mercy up to the door, trying to fix my shirt as we walked. It had gotten wrinkled on the ride over. If I would have had more time, I would have changed out of my mini skirt and tube top and put on something more appropriate for a job interview, but I was going to have to make do.

Mercy didn’t even bother knocking. He just opened the door and walked right in. I followed him in and was surprised by what I saw.

The inside of the house had been completely remodeled. It was absolutely beautiful and looked nothing like the outside. Dark wood floors and fresh paint made it look nice and cozy. I guess the look of an abandoned house was just a front.

We stepped into the entrance and through the kitchen, making our way to the living room. When we got there, I noticed two men sitting on the couch, talking about something. They looked up when they heard our footsteps.

“Mercy!” one of the shouted. “Where the fuck have you been, man? Haven’t seen you in a while.”

Mercy chuckled and said, “Yea, well, you know. I’ve just been doing my thing. I’m busy running this club.”

The man looked past Mercy and noticed me. His demeanor changed immediately.

“Who the fuck is this?” he asked, standing up and walking towards us.

Mercy held out his hand to stop him from coming any closer.

“This is Ashley. She’s the one I mentioned the other day. She said that she would be willing to help us organize our finances, since none of you guys are willing to do it.”

The man stood there shaking his head and said, “I don’t know, Mercy. We have too much trouble going on as it is. We would be pissing off a lot of guys if they heard that we let a woman in the club.”

Mercy looked back at me and motioned me to step beside him.

“Ashley, this is Blake. He’s a real asshole once you get to know him. Don’t let his charm fool you,” he said, sarcastically. “The other guy over there is Johnny. He’s the quiet type, but one of the biggest bad asses I’ve ever known.”

Johnny looked up and raised his eyebrows, finally acknowledging my presence.

Blake looked like a stereotype bad boy from the 1950’s. His arms and neck were covered in tattoos and his short black hair was slicked back. He had dark blue eyes and a bright but deceiving smile. Johnny had a buzzed head, which I didn’t like on most guys, but I thought it looked good on him. His hands and fingers were covered in tattoos and scars. It was pretty clear he had seen his fair share of fights. Both of them had black riding pants on and black t-shirts.

“Blake, we just need to think about this differently. She isn’t going to be a club member. We are just hiring her to help us out with some work. We won’t have to tell a single soul about it,” Mercy said.

Johnny looked me up and down, as if he were assessing me. His gaze stopped at my tits and that was when I realized that I hadn’t worn a bra and my nipples were rock hard from the cold air on the motorcycle ride.

“You need me to pick your jaw up off the ground, Blake?” Mercy said. “Hasn’t anybody ever told you that it’s rude to stare?”

Johnny brought his eyes from my tits and back to Mercy.

“Sorry, Mercy,” he said. “She’s fucking hot, though. You can’t blame me.”

I felt like they didn’t realize I was standing right in front of them and hearing everything they were saying. They definitely didn’t care what I thought about it.

Blake gave me a quick once over, his dark blue eyes piercing through the dim light in the room.

“How do we know we can trust you?” he asked me.

I immediately felt nervous from being on the spot like that.

“Um, well, my dad has been a member for years,” I said.

As soon as the words escaped my lips, I realized that it was the wrong thing to say.

“Oh, that’s right, you’re Donny’s kid...” Blake said. “I’m not going to lie, that’s not exactly going to help me to trust you. Your dad was a fucking snitch and almost caused the entire club to get shut down.”

“Hey!” Mercy shouted at him. “I fucking told you that Donny had nothing to do with that. He made a small mistake, but it wasn’t completely his fault. The last thing he needs is a guy like you going around making him look bad. He’s a good guy so shut your fucking mouth.”

Then Mercy glanced over at me have gave me a quick wink. It was nice to see him uphold his promise to help clear my dad’s name.

“Alright, alright!” Blake said, shaking his head. “I didn’t realize you and Donny were so close.”

I shuffled my feet. I couldn’t stand still. The tension in the air was so thick that you could cut it with a knife.

“You know, Mercy, that every single member of this club goes through an initiation. Member or not, I won’t even consider letting her work for us without some sort of hazing. It’s the only way we know we can trust her,” Blake said.

My heart started racing. Mercy glanced over at me and looked back at Blake.

“You know, as much as I hate to admit it, you’re right,” Mercy said. “We have to make sure we can trust her.”

I looked up at Mercy as a wave of anxiety shot through me. He was the one person I thought I could trust in the room and he was practically feeding me to the wolves.

I looked over at Johnny as a wide smile crossed his face. He stood up from the couch for the first time since we had gotten there.

“I’ve got an idea,” he said. “How about we get to see those perky little tits and that nice firm body?”

Blake nodded his head in agreement and said, “Yea, I like that idea, Johnny. How about we get a piece of that ass as part of the initiation, too. That sounds like a pretty square deal to me. What do you think, Mercy?”

The familiar smirk crossed Mercy’s lips as he said, “Couldn’t agree more. And I assure you, that ass is nicer than you can imagine.”

Oh my god,
I thought.
This can’t be happening. I thought Mercy was going to have my back.

The feeling of betrayal faded quickly as Mercy reached over and put his hand on my ass, squeezing firmly. His touch turned me on immediately, just like it had the night before.

I took a deep breath as the three men stepped closer to me.

I suppose there are worse initiations,
I thought.

I was surrounded by three gorgeous bad boys, all of which who wanted to fuck me right then and there. As incredible as that was, it did make me a bit nervous. I mean, I had just lost my virginity the night before.

If I want this job, then I don’t think I have much of a choice anyway. Plus, these guys are hot,
I thought to myself.

“Okay,” I said, matter-of-factly. “I’m in. Let’s do it.”

Blake stepped closer and put his hands on my waist.

“Wait!” I said, pushing his hands away. “Let’s at least go over to the couch. I’m a lady, I don’t need to be fucked on the floor.”

“Whoa, who calls the shots around here?” Mercy asked.

I could tell that he was half joking, though, so I just walked past the men and to the couch. I pulled my tube top off over my head, exposing my tits to the air.

“Oh, fuck yea,” Johnny said.

I couldn’t believe that I was actually about to go through with it. It was totally worth it, though. What they were going to pay me for working for them was way more than I was going to make anywhere else. I loved money and as it turned out, I also loved sex.

Johnny approached me quickly, closing the gap between us almost instantaneously. It startled me as he pushed me onto the couch. He grabbed my tits and started licking my nipples, causing them to get hard immediately.

Mercy and Blake watched on as they took off their vests and tossed them across the room. Blake had easily as many tattoos as Mercy, and although he was a little bit smaller, he was still extremely muscular. They strolled up to where Johnny and I were on the couch, their muscles rippling with every movement.

I put my hand on the back of Johnny’s head as he sucked on my tits. He was ravaging me and it was like he just couldn’t get enough. I absolutely loved the attention and being in the spotlight made me even more horny.

“Don’t have all the fun, Johnny,” Blake said.

He crawled up onto the couch next to me and started sucking on my other nipple. I had two men next to me and both of them were causing my puffy pink nipples to get rock hard. My pussy and my panties had gotten soaking wet and all I could think about was having Mercy’s cock inside of me again.

Mercy stood in front of me and watched for a moment. He gave me the same look that he had given me the night before. His eyes dilated and a half smile crossed his face. I knew that he was turned on and badly wanted to fuck me.

I opened my legs just a little bit, teasing him to come closer to me. He walked up to me and unbuckled his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor. The big silver belt buckle making a loud bang as it hit the hardwood. Then he slid off his underwear, releasing his massive dick.

It was a combination between nervousness and excitement as soon as I saw it. My pussy was still sore from the night before and I wasn’t sure if I would be able to take another night of it, especially from three guys.

Mercy got down on his knees in front on the couch and unhooked the button that was on the waist of my skirt. Then he slowly pulled it off, past my knees and down to my ankles. I kicked them the rest of the way off, causing them to fly to the other side of the room.

I was sitting on the couch, spread eagle in front of Mercy with a man sucking on each of my tits. I was in heaven.

Johnny reached down and starting touching my pussy over my white cotton panties. I couldn’t believe how wet I was.

“Oh, fuck yea,” I said, as soon as his fingers grazed the cloth.

He ran his fingers around, drawing them up and down along my pussy. Suddenly, he grabbed the edge of my panties and pulled them to the side, exposing my pink flower.

“You’re so wet,” Johnny said, as he started touching my clit.

Immediately, my eyes rolled back in my head. My clit was so sensitive and I couldn’t even contain myself when it got stimulated.

His fingers slid easily over my wet pussy lips. My breaths got deeper as I got more turned on, which Mercy noticed right away. He let Johnny have his fun for a minute, but then he took control.

“Alright, Johnny. That’s enough, man. My turn,” Mercy said.

He lifted my knees up and started kissing the inside of my thighs, just like had had done the night before. Meanwhile, Blake and Johnny stood up and got undressed the rest of the way. I was so impressed by how they looked. They were all in perfect shape and I loved how their tattoos expressed each of their personalities perfectly. The one tattoo that each of them shared, though, was the Siblings Of Freedom emblem on their chest. The brotherhood that they shared made me admire them even more.

As they slid off their underwear, I noticed that both of them were as well endowed as Mercy was. Their big dicks were already rock hard. Apparently, it made them pretty turned on to have my little naked body in front of them.

I expected Blake and Johnny to go back to fondling my breasts, but instead they got up on the couch and put their cocks to my face.

“Suck it, you little slut,” Blake said.

For a brief second, I was offended. But then, I just wanted them to take control. I wanted to be told what to do and not have to make a single decision. I wanted to give them pleasure and in turn, be pleasured.

I bit my bottom lip as I looked up at Blake. I grabbed his cock with my left hand and Johnny’s with my right. They were so big that I could barely get my hands all of the way around them. I started jerking both of them off and then turned towards Blake. I opened my mouth just a bit and then Blake grabbed my ponytail and slid his dick inside.

He forced it in hard and deep, causing me to gag.

“Yeah, like that,” he said, his devilish grin growing wider.

All of a sudden, I felt Mercy’s tongue touch my sensitive pussy. I moaned softly, with Blake’s dick still in my mouth. Mercy licked my clit and fingered me hard at the same time.

“Yes!” I tried to yell, but it was muffled because of Blake’s cock still down my throat.