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The Resurrection of Linda
Chapter 8 – Linda – Pierced and Prepped for a Preposterous Presentation (Day 8)
When Linda regained consciousness she was in another new position. First of all she was standing upright (kind of) for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. Apparently the sensing cuffs around her lower legs had been disabled. Although she was upright, her legs were spread quite wide, and uncomfortably, and secured to the floor. This configuration made her appear even shorter than her already short stature. Her arms were secured above her head, tied together and fastened to a cord that hung from the ceiling.
The tendons in her thighs were screaming in agony as they were forced to hold up her body while having no leverage due to the leg spread that was imposed upon her. Directly in front of her was a huge high definition TV screen. A recording was playing. It was of her!
For the present, only two images were being shown. It was a front view and a rear view. Her newly-acquired brands were quite evident. Each view would be shown continuously for five minutes before changing to the other view. And, to add insult to injury, each change of view was preceded by a thirty second jolt via her shock collar. A clock was above the TV. Above the clock was a sign that indicated that every five minutes she would be shocked – in case she couldn’t figure it out!
True, the shocks were only half power. But, they did hurt! And, the anticipation as the minute hand of the clock crept along made the jolts of electricity seem even more powerful than they were. Nonetheless, she could not take her eyes off of the image of her body that was being presented before her.
Several really bad thoughts kept turning over in her brain as she realized the permanency of the body markings. Her first thoughts were of how she could ever again get a physical exam from her personal physician. She could never explain these hideous things that were imbedded in her skin! Also, although quite remote, what would she do if she should ever have occasion to develop a personal relationship with a man. They could never be intimate in any sort of light! She looked worse than a whore!
Finally, as she thought of the worst long term possibilities – as women are prone to do – what if she became a victim of dementia in her old age and wound up in a nursing home? Would she become a spectacle for perverted care personnel? She could just picture male nurses coming in to her bed, lifting her night gown, and taking advantage of her private parts! She was truly ruined!
To make matters worse, there was the issue of her religion. Linda had been quite active in her church. Her church taught that any type of body art was a horrible sin because the body is a holy temple made in the image of her creator. Thus, it was wrong to defile the temple. Well, it was a temple all right! And, lately there had been quite a congregation cuming in her temple!
The TV images were shown for a solid hour. Thus, she received twelve shocks and got a look at her front and back – six times each. Then, the images changed for the worse. It began with opening credits – listing her as the star and the pseudo names of the supporting cast. It was entitled “A Convenient Truth”! Then the real deal began! The son-of-a-bitch had been taping everything that had happened to her. He had condensed these down to a two hour collage of the “highlights” of her happenings.
She saw herself being fucked, shit upon, pissed upon, eating and drinking human waste, being fisted by a midget, branded – everything that represented the indignities that had been thrust upon her! When the two hour documentary was finished, he appeared and stood before her.
“I have news!” he said. “I have become aware of new opportunities that will change our plan. It is good that you are flexible.”
She tried to look at him with no expression but it was obvious that she thought what the hell does he mean by “our plan” and “flexible”? I have no choice!!!
He continued, “I was going to spend the day piercing your body in every imaginable location. It was my plan for you to become a walking billboard for metal adornments. However, a show has been created that will be perfect for you and it limits the number of piercing jewelry. Thus, you will be pierced only in the nipples and in your clitoral hood.”
Now Linda was quite naïve when it came to the details of female anatomy. Oh sure, she knew about the clitoris. But, as a matter of fact, she had never heard the term ‘clitoral hood’! Nonetheless, she knew it was going to hurt! And, her nipples! They had always been incredibly sensitive! God, this was going to be massive pain!
He gave her more news. “I was going to use dull needles to do the piercing so as to prolong the experience for you.”
“Don’t do me any favors!” she thought.
He went on, “But, I don’t want you to be distracted from what our real goal is.”
She wondered, “What goal?!”
At that, he bent down and began sucking her left nipple. He sealed his lips firmly on the areola and began circling his tongue around the tiny nubbin of a nipple. She moaned. It felt good!
Her nipple was responding and he was getting it quite wet with his saliva. Then he began massaging her areola with his tongue. From there he put his lips firmly on her now enlarged nipple and began giving it a milking action. Sure, there was no milk, but her nipple loved it!
Her eyes were closed and, in spite of herself, she was ecstatic! Her nipple was not terribly large now but it had certainly achieved a size that it had never known before. At that, he drew back his mouth, took hold of the nipple firmly between thumb and forefinger and plunged a needle horizontally through the pink protrusion.
She had opened her eyes and looked downward when he had removed his mouth from her nipple. She saw everything and the sight of the event was much worse than the actual pain. Nevertheless, her brain reacted to the sight with the same horror as it would have reacted to pain.
She screeched!
Then, she watched as he quickly removed the needle and slipped in a D ring. It was horrible! She knew she must look like one of those middle-aged floosies who were trying to compete with teeny boppers.
He began sucking the other nipple. She tried to will herself not to be aroused – not to have her nipple engorge itself. It was to no avail. Her body liked what it was feeling. If there was pain in her pierced nipple she did not feel it as she became involved with the good feelings in her non-pierced nipple. She knew her pussy was becoming quite wet and she didn’t care!
Then, before she knew what was happening, her nipple was pierced and adorned. He moved aside the TV screen and she saw herself for the first time in the wall mirror. She almost didn’t recognize herself! She was altered! She was ruined! She was a slutty piece of shit!
Whilst all of this was going through her mind, her brain was also registering the fact that he had kneeled down and was looking directly into her pussy. He took his right hand and took hold of the hood of her clitoris. She tried to jump back but had no leverage with her legs so widespread.
Then, before she could even register what he was about to do, he pierced it! She screamed! She screamed quite loudly! The sound that emanated from her lips made fingernails on a blackboard sound like a Bach concerto!
As he withdrew the piercing tool he quickly implanted a captive bead ring. The piercing had been done in such a way that the bead rested directly on to her clitoris. She was unaware of this because her groin area was in agony! It hurt beyond anything she had ever dreamed imaginable. The pain would have made spies talk!
Linda’s legs finally gave out and she hung from the bindings that were holding her arms. Now, new pain was imposed upon her person. Her nipples hurt. Her groin hurt. Her arms felt as though needles were being stuck in them for god’s sake! Then, new thoughts were transmitted to her senses as he began a new recording on the TV screen.
At first, the scenes before her were such that she arrived at wrong conclusions. The scene was obviously in a small gymnasium. There were bleachers on one side where an audience filled about one half of the available seating space. All of the people were dressed quite formally – tuxedos and gowns.
Facing them from the floor were six kennels or pet carriers. Apparently, if there were dogs in the kennels they were quite large – judging from the size of the carriers. Standing beside each cage was a man in a tuxedo. It was impossible to see what type of animal was in the cages because all sides were enclosed.
There was an older woman, perhaps 50ish, who was standing in the middle of the gym floor. She was quite tall, gray hair, and a bit matronly in appearance. She was wearing an expensive looking evening gown that was quite low cut. Her breasts were quite full and all skin down to her areolas was quite exposed. Her posture was perfect. In one hand was a clipboard while a pen was being held by her other hand.
On the wall above the audience was a huge banner that said: “The ABC Welcomes You”.
Linda’s keeper paused the recording for a moment and explained, “You’ve probably heard of the AKC and their world famous dog show. This is an underground organization that has been in existence for a couple of years. ‘ABC’ stands for American Bitches Club’. I think you will find it interesting.”
He resumed playing the recording. The woman in the middle of the floor nodded her head ever so slightly and the men by the cages reached down and opened the front door of each enclosure. Then, an unbelievable sight unfolded! Out from each cage, on all fours, came six naked women. They were different sizes and shapes but all made up somewhat to be dogs. All of them were branded. However, their brands were the old fashioned kind that showed scarlet red in the bright light. Most of them had body art all over their bodies. All but one of them had a tail that had obviously been imbedded in their respective ass holes.
As they came out of their cages they were making barking sounds. As they spied one another, they immediately began crawling toward their nearest compatriot, stuck their nose below a tail and buried it in an ass. Then, they could be heard to sniff quite loudly. After about ten minutes they had concluded smelling each other’s asses and they returned to the left heel of their handlers. Their various tails were swaying in the air as each of them wiggled their ass in anticipation of the evening’s events.
Then, the woman in the middle made an announcement. “I am Ms Brown. I am tonight’s judge. Each participant will be judged in six different categories. These are: the promenade, a close physical examination, the obstacle course, their ability in self-gratification and, finally, their ability to lick a man’s balls and bring him to orgasm.”
At that, she nodded her head, each handler attached a leash to a collar around his bitch’s neck, and they began walking briskly around the perimeter of the gymnasium.
Now, Linda’s reaction to all of this was not positive! She thought, “My god, there’s a show for these people! People are attending! They are being judged!”
She was unaware that she had gathered her feet beneath herself and she was no longer hanging by her arms. She was so entranced that she forgot the pain in the sensitive parts of her body!
The first handler and bitch in line were setting a rapid pace. The bitch was a Negress – a bit small but with huge tits. As she moved her short arms and legs as quickly as possible, her breasts were swaying wildly from side to side. This was bad. According to standards set by the ABC, tits were supposed to sway back and forth and not side to side. Her inexperience was showing. However, she had a nice tail. It was about two feel long with real dog hair attached to it. Oddly enough, the color of the dog hair was a good match to her ebony skin. Her rump was full and the muscles were rippling quite nicely. Also, she was sweating and this made her skin look quite appealing. The judge liked rippling rump muscles and sweaty black skin.
The second handler and bitch were managing the pace quite easily. The bitch was a conundrum. She was a Scandinavian with small tits! Scandinavian bitches usually didn’t do well in this competition because of their big breasts that tended to sag when kept in the doggy position over a long period of time. This blonde’s tits were small and tight and were handling the unusual body configuration quite nicely. Plus, she had a large bush. It was quite blonde and it stuck out quite proudly between her swishing thighs. The handler had done a good job with her tail. It was a little pug-type tail and it bounced quite appealingly. This judge also liked full, blonde bushes quite a bit and she certainly liked this one.
The third handler and bitch were a strange sight. The handler was probably about 5’2” in height. His bitch, if allowed to stand, would have easily surpassed 6’2” in height. Her hair was red – both on her head and on her pussy. All in all, the two of them looked like a little boy leading a quite lengthy dachshund! She had freckles on her tits and her ass. This was too bad. The judge simply abhorred freckles! And, to make matters worse, the handler had opted for no tail. This made her freckles stand out even more. Many in the audience were clucking their tongues as they wondered what he was thinking!?
The fourth handler and bitch stood out from all the rest. They both looked like models that had stepped out from a fashion catalog. Somehow, he looked better in his tuxedo than the other handlers. Let’s face it, some men look good in a tuxedo and some look like they’re on their way to a wedding in a rented tux! The bitch knew she was good looking! She flaunted everything and bobbed her head quite freely as if to say, “Look at me and be envious ass holes!” Her tail was a long rod in a C shape. It protruded straight out of her magnificent ass and curved back over her rump. It exposed the circular ass hole that contained the tail and made every man envious of the tail! Her cunt was completely shaved and her pussy lips formed a perfect camel’s toe. It was a bold move on the part of the handler. Everyone knew that judge preferred big bushes they knew the handler was definitely taking a chance.
The fifth handler and bitch never finished their promenade. The bitch obviously didn’t want to be there. She kept reaching up with her teeth to grab the leash and pull back from being led. The judge immediately pointed her pen at the handler and indicated he was to leave. He did but as he did he began beating his bitch with his end of the leash. This was considered quite rude and the crowd booed quietly. Everyone knew the bitches were beaten but no one wanted to see it being done!
The sixth handler and bitch (now the fifth) were having trouble keeping up. She was in her thirties and simply was having trouble keeping up with the pace of the others who were in their twenties. She simply wasn’t buff enough to be in this competition. Tears were coating her face as her tendons screamed at the outrage being imposed upon them. This was too bad because she was an attractive lady. Nonetheless, the judge waved them off. At this, the handler knelt beside his bitch, hugged her, and whispered soothing words in her ear. The crowd also booed at this. No one wanted to see a handler who was too emotionally involved with his bitch. She was property for god’s sake – not a pet!
And then there were four.
By now, Linda thought she had become
Then, in one of those unexpected and unexplainable moments in sports, the last bitch remaining had an unbelievable lapse in composure. You see, her trainer had put so many large things in her ass during her training that her ass hole was in a constant state of gapping open. And, when ass holes gap open perpetually, they lose their ability of retention. She had a kerplop! That was the ABC’s culturally acceptable way of saying she dropped a turd! And, she did it right in the middle of her promenade! The crowd let out a gasp in perfect unison. This was the first time that any contestant at this level had taken a dump in the middle of the most important presentation of her lifetime! She, too, was disqualified.
Now there were three! Three naked bitches, crawling at heel with their handlers, vying for the prized trophy, Best Bitch of Show! There was number 1 – the black bitch with big tits and a matching tail. There was number 2 – the white Scandinavian with little tits and a cute pug tail. And finally, there was number 3 – the wiener bitch – long in frame – and, obviously, a gambler of a handler who had dared to go with the no-tail look. Who would be Best Bitch of Show?
All three had gained in confidence as they saw three contestants eliminated before they had really begun. The black bitch was now prancing, her rump high in the air with a look of pride. The Scandinavian was wiggling her ass and somehow pooching out her blonde bush even further than it would have seen possible. And, there was the impossibly long, thin bitch who was stretching even further to show the remarkable distance from her shoulders to her hips. None of them could be discounted.
The judge was watching them closely, noting every detail of their stride, their composure, and their attitude. She was making copious notes on her notepad. She didn’t miss a detail. The audience had now begun gambling amongst themselves. There seemed to be no clear favorite as each person bet according to their own personal tastes.
The handlers circled once, twice, thrice. They were required to keep circling until the judge indicated they should “table” their pets. The bitches were now sweating profusely. Although well trained, their knees began to ache from supporting their weighty bottoms for such a long period of time. Number 3 was breathing through her mouth as her body demanded more oxygen than was being delivered. Number 1 was having trouble not to slip as her flowing perspiration crept beneath her knees. And, her huge tits were still swaying from side to side – perhaps even more than in the beginning. This would cost her. Number 1 was moving in quite a relaxed manner. She was obviously in better shape. Perhaps the lack of weight from heavy tits was to her advantage.
Finally, the judge told them to table their pets. As they completed their final lap, they came to a set of three tables, each designated with their respective number. Each handler slipped both arms beneath the torso of his bitch and easily lifted her to a table. Each one maintained the pose for which they had been trained. They moved not a muscle. Their skin glistened under the bright lights. Their nostrils were flared from their exertion. Their nipples were firm, perky, and seemed to extend impossibly. Each had spread their knees apart so as to display their ass hole as clearly as possible. The trainers had removed their tails so they would be ready for the physical examination.
Although the bitches were facing the audience, a TV camera seemed to be almost up their ass, displaying their holes on three separate, giant overhead screens. Their butt holes looked to be two feet high on the giant screens. They were all three gaping open, showing acres of pink skin. Perspiration framed their butt holes, giving the exterior a nice glisten. In the front, their tongues were hanging out and they were all three panting in anticipation.
Number 2 had somehow developed juice in her pussy. It flowed out slowly and clung in droplets to the blond pussy hair that was so extravagant. All in all, they were three beautiful portrayals of obedience, discipline, and sexuality. All of the men in the audience would have given a year’s income to fuck any one of the bitches. Some would actually do so before the evening came to a conclusion!
The matronly judge purposely strode up to number 1. The judge began running her hands over the wet body, feeling the muscle tone and any body fat that was present. The black skin rippled and shuddered as it felt the old, white hands move over it. First the calves. Then the thighs. Next the buttocks. Then, along the sides of the torso – up to the armpits, back down to the hips, around to the tummy – each finger feeling the intimate parts of the body beneath the skin. The judge took one finger and rummaged around the bitch’s belly button. Her finger disappeared almost to the second joint. It was one hell of a navel!
Then the judge began feeling the monumental, black breasts. It seemed that she lingered quite a long time on these beauties. She noted the size of the nipples and the coarseness of the areolas. She stroked the long nipples and they became even longer and harder. Then the judge hefted the two giant tits and judged their weight in relationship to the structure of the rest of the fine body.
Finally the judge moved her hands up to the hair on the bitch’s head. It so happened that she had been groomed in such a manner that her hair was cropped quite closely to her skull. The judge separated individual strands of hair to determine cleanliness and consistency.
Finally the judge moved around to the face that was staring straight ahead with no expression whatsoever. The judge opened the mouth and felt the inside to determine that the teeth were original and not fake. The judge peered inside the large oral cavity and then looked up the flared nostrils. Finally, the judge leaned to first one side and then the other to peer inside the large ears of the pet.
Upon completion of the examination, the judge made more notes on her notepad.
During all of this Linda was completely aghast. She realized that this was going to happen to her! She could not imagine crawling in front of an audience to provide their entertainment. She was shocked at the thought of someone putting their hands on her body to determine its fitness. Life was going to get much worse!!!
The man watched Linda watching her future and he was bemused by the emotions that were so obviously racing through her mind and soul. Good!! She hadn’t seen anything yet!
While Linda and her keeper were pondering things, the show went on. The judge repeated the examination on the other two entries. She spent a lot of time examining the Scandinavian’s small breasts. They didn’t jiggle much and the judge liked this. She thought it fit the overall presentation of the blonde bitch. The judge’s hands lingered and inordinate amount of time in the blonde, puffy bush. The judge’s fingers raked through the pubic hair as though she was trying to comb it out straight. She put two fingers together and seemed to feel each single strand of cunt hair. Finally, she even bent down and sniffed thoroughly the huge patch of brush. Somehow, she maintained her dignity and pomposity even while doing this!
The judge also spent a lot of time examining the torso of the bitch dachshund. She seemed to enjoy feeling the long length of ribs and smooth skin. She normally knocked off points for a shaved pussy but this one worked! The lips were quite attractive and they framed the slit quite well. It was a good pussy. The ass was a bit too lean for her taste and she would have to drop a point for this. But, all in all, it was a good body.
Then, the judge went back over each bitch to examine her metal adornment. Each bitch had been pierced through the clitoral hood and through each nipple. The judge first inspected each piece of jewelry to determine if it was oriented directly in the center of the feature that was pierced. She examined each clit ring to see if the stone rested directly on to the clitoris. Finally, she made notes as to whether the color of the stone was complimentary to the bitch’s skin tone. It was evident that the dachshund bitch had been given a poor job of piercing. Her nipple D rings were not perfectly horizontal. Her clit ring was slightly off center and the stone actually rested directly to the side of her clit. This, too, would cost precious points.
At this point, Linda had begun wondering about her own piercing. She had already deduced that she was going to be entered in such a show. This horrified her! Yet, deep down in a typical human manner, she had wondered if she could compete. She was older than the ‘old’ entry that had been dismissed so quickly. Yet, Linda still wondered if she could keep up with competition in such an event. She wondered if he had done a quality job with her piercing. They still hurt like a son-of-a-bitch! But, she pondered over the question of whether they were centered and level. She would hate to lose out in a competition because of something she could not control. Then, she thought, “What the hell is wrong with me? I’m wondering if I can compete as a dog for god’s sake!” Her thoughts were sidetracked as her eyes focused once more on the screen in front of her.
The judge finally finished with all of her note taking and it was now time for the next phase. It was time for the obstacle course. Up to now they had been judged for their presence when parading and the overall balance of their particular bodies. Now it was time for physical abilities and agility to be tested.
The course consisted of six pylons that were located across the middle of the gym floor. Each pylon was about three feet apart. Each one was electrified so that, if touched, a very strong shock would be delivered to the toucher. Each bitch would crawl in a zig zag course through the pylons, circle around the last pylon and return in a zig zag course to the finish line. They would be judged as to time of completion. If a bitch touched a pylon, she would not have points deducted. This was because she would have the shit shocked out of her and would be knocked on her ass, and, unable to finish the course. Thus, she would receive a zero for this portion.
The second phase of the course was a balance and physical test. A standard ladder rested five feet in the air between two sturdy supports. The ladder was twelve feet long. A quite steep wooden ramp led up to the ladder while another such ramp descended from the other end of the ladder.
The bitch would be required to go up the ramp, cross the ladder, and down the opposite ramp. Some would choose to crawl along the outer rails of the ladder while others might try to crawl across on each rung of the ladder. All in all, it required balance and the withstanding of a lot of pain to the knees and hands. The reason for the pain was the thousands of sharp nails that protruded up through the rails and the rungs. Each protrusion was about a quarter of an inch long. It would be impossible to avoid them.
The final portion of the physical test was a wading pool that was about twelve feet in diameter. It was filled with sewage. The sewage was about eighteen inches deep. Simply put, each bitch would have to crawl across the pool as quickly as possible. When she crawled out the other side, a shower was waiting for her to clean off the inevitable offal that was clinging to her body. The shower would be icy cold. After finishing the shower, each bitch’s nipples would be measured for length. The longest nipple would receive bonus points.
All entrants were required to do so with their tail in place. This caused the first controversy. Handlers one and two huddled together and then filed an official complaint with the judge. Their entries had tails. The dachshund bitch was tailless. Thus, she would not have to suffer whatever stress went along with the imposition of an object in an ass hole. The judge listened and then went over to talk to the president of the ABC. The protest was upheld! It was determined that the tailless bitch must have a dildo inserted into her ass while doing the obstacle course.
A large dildo was inserted and some thought they could hear the hint of a whimper from the dachshund bitch. She had never really responded well to insertions in her ass and that was the reason her handler had tried to slip through without a tail.
Number one was ready. Her black skin glistened in anticipation of her forthcoming physical stress. Her eyes were dilated and her nostrils were flared. Her chest, with its mighty breasts, was heaving as it began taking in more oxygen. Her thighs were trembling. Her nipples were engorged. Juice was dripping from her pussy. She was ready.
The signal to begin was provided by the clapping of her trainer’s hands. When she heard the crack of his palms come together she sprung forward like a thoroughbred out of the starting gate. She scampered forward toward the first pylon with a quickness that would seem impossible for a human on hands and knees. Her breasts were now free agents! The huge globes were moving independently as they swung in huge swaths in different directions. The black mounds looked good and the crowd cheered! It was impossible to determine if they were cheering her physical abilities or her physical appearance! It was irrelevant! Their cheers were pumping her adrenalin through her body and she was actually picking up speed.
As she zig zagged she came perilously close to each pylon yet there must have been a micro inch of space between her marvelous body and each electrified structure. She touched not a one!
She made the far turn and now, impossibly, she was attaining more speed. Her thighs were flashing and her tits were alive. She was leaving behind a trail of perspiration and pussy juice. The insides of her thighs were wet with her drippings from her pussy. She was an athlete! She crossed the finish line with a thunderous roar from the crowd as her pretty tail bounced up and down in some sort of sick appreciation for the recognition.
But, there was no rest to be had at this time. Her trainer clapped his hands and pointed to the ramp and ladder obstacle. She moved forward with amazing speed and flew up the ramp. It seemed that her palms and knees flew over the protruding nails. However, her adrenalin was so high that she felt not a single piercing! She elected to use the ladder side rails for her highway and her hands and knees moved with lightning speed. She was leaving behind a trail of droplets of blood on each tiny nail and yet her body seemed to be completely ignorant of any pain sensations.
Then, her first mishap occurred. As she flew down the ending ramp, her body was going too fast for her hands and knees. The laws of gravity took over and she rolled down the ramp like a tumbler. Now, her body felt the hundreds of little nails that were piercing almost every inch of skin on her back. It looked like a pegboard when she reached the bottom of the ramp. Somehow, she landed on her hands and knees and she flew to the finish line as though nothing had happened. Her trainer clapped his hands again and pointed to the wading pool.
She flew towards it and the crowd wondered if her tumbling routine would cost a deduction in points? That sort of thing had simply never happened before!
When she was about two feet from the pool, she somehow launched her body into the air and landed almost directly in the middle of the pool. Shit and piss flew everywhere. Her body was coated. The mess flew up into her face and hair. She plowed forward while shaking her head from side to side to dislodge the solid parts from her eyes. Her tits were parting the ‘sea’ like two giant dolphins working together. The thickened mess was slowing her down but not by a significant amount. When she was about a foot from the far edge of the pool, somehow, she launched herself up and out and moved forward on slippery hands and knees. Piss was dripping from her breasts. Little turdlets were falling from her bush. She finished with a flourish and began barking eagerly, expecting the applause that roared. She pranced to the shower and became one big goose bump as the cold, driving water flushed the crap and corruption from her body. She was a happy bitch!
Her eyes seemed to glow as the judge took a micrometer and measured each nipple. They were huge and elongated! The cold water had done its job in more ways than one.
Now, before the Scandinavian bitch had come to the starting
line, the crowd was issuing new bets.
The nigger was obviously a strong favorite.
The blonde was good. Not fast. Not flashy. Not super fast. But, she was efficient. She easily went around the pylons. Her tits weren’t bouncing because her tits were too small. However, her white ass was a thing of beauty. Her little pug tail was bouncing easily as it protruded from her ass hole. Below the tail, her blonde bush was appealing. There was no doubt that the judge, and the audience, were turned on by its flashing views. The blonde did not go through the zig zag maze as quickly as the black bitch but she also did not make any mistakes – any touches.
She finished with a smile on her face as though she was proud that her course had been flawless. She had barely broken a sweat. She was panting and her tongue was hanging out – a bit askew as it lay to the left side of her mouth. Somehow, this was appealing also.
Then, she began the run up the ramp and across the horizontal ladder. She chose to transverse the ladder by going across the rungs rather than the side rails. While not as fast, the touching motion of her knees on each rung was causing her ass to bounce in the air in a rather sensual manner. True, this did not affect her time, and, theoretically time was the only adjudication to be allowed for this event. However, the crowd was standing and applauding in appreciation of this beautiful, bouncing butt. This would surely influence madam judge when she was called on for an opinion for other portions of the overall event.
As the blonde bitch went down the ramp rather stoically, she was panting even more and her tongue was sticking out to a seemingly impossible length. She looked good. Everyone wondered what she would do when she had to wade shit!
Well, she jumped into the pool of crap and piss as though she were jumping in the middle of a pile of Tom and Jerry’s ice cream. She jumped in and spread her arms and legs just before she landed. It was a flattened cannonball! Shit and piss flew in the air. Furthermore, her mouth was wide open and it almost seemed as though she was trying to suck in as much waste as possible! It was a sight! She splashed across the pool in such a way as to deliberately coat her pure white body with shit! She came out the other side and swished her body in the same way as a real life soaking wet dog! Shit and piss flew everywhere – even on to the formal gown of the judge!
The crowd gasped in astonishment! What would be the judge’s reaction? Well, she surprised everyone by laughing out loud in surprise. She had never been shit upon while judging these competitions. And then, the blonde crawled up to her and began licking the shit from the sequined gown of the judge.
The crowd murmured and the judge had a delightful grin on her face. Sure, it must be some sort of rule violation but who was going to complain? It was a wonderful sight.
The judge was shaking as she tried to control her laughter while she tried to get an exact measurement of the Scandinavian nipples. They, too, were a surprise. They were much bigger than had been the length of the nigger’s nipples. Hell, the blonde’s nipples looked bigger than her own tit mean. Who knew?!
It was now time for the dachshund bitch. She was a mess. She was shaking her ass as through she was trying to dislodge the huge dildo that was buried in her rectum. She was whining a bit and the handler was losing patience. Also, he had secured a long gold chain to her clit ring. With the twitching and shaking of her ass the chain was shimmying freely and made an interesting pattern as it moved about. It was obviously a ploy on the part of the handler to distract the judge from the unhappiness of his bitch. Well, the judge was not to be distracted. She was much too experienced to be sidetracked by simple jewelry. However, she did enjoy the action, nonetheless.
The long bitch was given the signal to begin through the pylons and she took off toward the first pylon. Disaster struck immediately. Her body was quite long and absolutely not suited for such quick turns. As she rounded the first pylon her left ankle struck and electricity immediately flowed in to her body. She screamed jumped upward and forward at the same time. Her body struck full on into the second pylon, the chain from her cunt wrapped around the pylon, and she couldn’t turn loose as this new obstacle sent electricity coursing through her body. The chain served as an excellent conductor and her pussy was being slammed with jolts of alternating current. A sizzling sound could actually be heard coming from her pussy lips! She was done for!
It took a technician with insulated gloves to unwrap the chain from around the pole and pull her body off of the electrified device. She was babbling nonsense as he let her fall to the floor. Two naked eunuchs came up with a stretcher and carried her from the floor. Now it was down to two bitches to determine the winner. This was going to be a contest of contrasts!
Linda was stupefied! She was stupefied at what she was witnessing and she was stupefied at her own reaction to all of these obscene actions. She was horrified at the thought that these women had actually been transformed into bitches. She was even more horrified as the realized she was continuously trying to determine how she would fare in such a contest. This was beyond the pale!
The man was watching Linda with interest. He was an expert at analyzing the emotions of a person by his or her body language and facial expressions. Of course, Linda was horrified. But, he knew she was also intrigued. He brought her up to date.
“This organization has added a new contest. It is for first-timers who are over the age of 30. It is to be held in three weeks. I intend to train you and bring you to a point where you will win ‘Best Debutante Bitch’.”
Linda could not make a sound. She was digesting what he had just said. A debutante was a young person. She was anything but young. He explained more.
“You are certainly too old in human years to be considered a ‘young woman’. However, as a newly resurrected bitch, you will be only thirty days old when we enter. You will win and make me proud. You will win and make yourself proud.”
It was too much for her to wrap her emotions around. The screen began showing more action and she now paid even more attention as she realized she was seeing a picture of what she was to become.
Each of the remaining two bitches was placed on her back on a padded table. Each ass just hung over the edge. Their legs were in stirrups and spread wide open. Their pussies were a beautiful sight. The ass end of the table was inclined slightly so that their respective ass holes were also in plain sight. Their nether regions were facing the audience. A stool on rollers was at the end of the table so that the judge could examine their cunt and ass quite closely.
There were two television cameras on a boom pointed directly at their sex. Overhead on two giant screens, the audience could also get a close-up of what they were about to do to themselves. They were to masturbate for forty-five minutes. They would be judged for sexiness, for technique, and for the number and intensity of their orgasms.
Without any preamble, the judge said softly, “Begin.”
The black bitch was quick and aggressive. She immediately buried three fingers of her right hand in her pussy – all the way up to her hand. She took her left hand and grasped her right wrist. With the full leverage of both mighty arms, she was working her cunt like a machine. Her lips were enveloping the entire length of her fingers and juice was flowing immediately. Her nipples were like steel. She immediately began perspiring and her black skin glistened.
The blonde bitch was more deliberate and sensual. She slowly moved her right hand down her stomach – almost teasingly. At the same time, her left hand had moved beneath her back and was creeping out from under her beautiful, white ass. The index finger of her left hand coyly crept in to her puckered asshole. With her right hand she used her thumb and middle finger to spread open her marvelous pussy lips. Her index finger smoothly slid into her pussy tunnel. It, too, instantly became wet with her juices. Her mouth was formed in an ‘O’ shape as she cooed softly.
The judge was silently moving from one cunt to the other on her wheeled stool. She was taking copious notes as each bitch gratified herself.
The audience was enthralled. They could not determine whether to watch the huge screens or see the real thing. The men, although in tuxedos, had opened their individual fly and aroused dicks sprung forward in unison. Many of their female partners had ducked down and were fellating their comrades.
The black bitch was coming! She was howling like a coyote at the moon! Her right hand had become so soaked with her own joy juice that she was now fisting herself. The only thing that could be seen of this appendage was her wrist disappearing in to her sex maw.
The white bitch was also coming. Hers was more subtle. She was swishing around just one finger in her pussy and one finger in her asshole. Her thumb and middle finger were each toying with a pussy lip. Somehow, in an amazing feat of dexterity, her ring finger was curling under her hand and stroking her clit. Her trainer had obviously done a fine job with her and the audience and judge were seeing an absolutely marvelous sight. The bitch was panting and letting our short, quick, ‘yipping’ sounds as waves of a continuous orgasm were overtaking her body.
With all of this, only ten minutes had passed. Thirty-five minutes remained. It was now an endurance contest as well as a technique contest. It was like an old fashioned fifteen round championship boxing bout. The kind that had been done away with to protect the safety of the boxers. In this case, no pity was to be conferred to either combatant. They were in it for the long haul.
The black bitch now changed techniques. She used the four fingers of both hands to spread her pussy wide open. It was a marvelous sight of pinkness and blackness that now faced the audience and the judge. At the same time she was using both thumbs to stroke her clit. It was working. Waves of orgasm were now overtaking her in rapid succession, bringing her to one orgasm after another for the next twenty minutes. The floor beneath her ass was slippery with her pussy juices. Saliva was running out of both sides of her mouth. Her eyes were dilated. Her tits were bouncing as her body shook from stem to stern.
The white bitch also had changed techniques. She had buried a finger of each hand directly in to her ass hole. She was stroking this nether hole like twin diesel pistons. Somehow, her pussy was gaping wide open. The movement of her fingers in her ass was causing the lower portion of her pussy to bulge up and out in time to her strokes. And, the action in her own ass was bringing her to a huge set of orgasms. She was matching the black bitch orgasm for orgasm. Her pussy lips were actually blushing from the blood that her brain had sent to that area to keep up with the unusual demand for energy.
They were like two champion boxers – duking it out. They were asking no quarter and giving no quarter. The men in the audience were cheering wildly. The women in the audience were not able to cheer. Each female mouth was full of men’s cum. It had been a dangerous time to suck a dick!
Thirty-five minutes of this had passed. Now it was a matter of who was in the best physical condition. Each bitch was gasping for air. Each bitch was in danger of suffering from dehydration. Then, each trainer did the same thing as they realized that each bitch was in danger of sweating out too much water. Thus, each trainer moved up to the head of his working bitch, pulled out his dick, and began pissing into his pet’s mouth.
The bitches were obviously grateful! They had each opened her mouth and were eagerly swallowing the liquid gold. They knew they had to hydrate if they were to continue on with this furious pace!
The black bitch now re-inserted her entire right hand in to her pussy. Then she took her left hand and inserted it in its entirety into her ass hole. It was obviously a fierce strain on her and it may have been a tactical error. As she focused on the distortion being made to her two lower holes, her orgasms dried up. She was working her body furiously but no orgasm was to be had. It was a marvelous sight. Everyone enjoyed it. But, lo and behold, there was no orgasm. She was just exercising her holes!
Meanwhile, the white bitch had changed tactics in a different direction. She was simply stroking her clitoris with her right index finger. Using her left hand, she had grasped her miniature left tit by the nipple and was stretching the nipple to an impossible length. She had bowed her head and was stretching the nipple toward her pouty lips. And, by god, she made it! Her lips now had hold of this elastic nipple and she was sucking herself with incredible vigor! But, best of all, she was coming! And coming! And coming!
It was obvious who had won this part of the contest. The men were giving the blonde bitch a standing ovation. Also, the women in the audience were shouting which was a bit of a social faus pax. For, as they shouted, white cum flew out of their mouth. Some of it landed on the person in front of them. Some of it ran down their beautiful gowns. Oddly enough, this had happened before and they all used the same drycleaner. Lucky drycleaner!
The bitches were allowed to stand on their knees on the table and they were actually both quite proud. They had given a fantastic show!
It was now time for the final event – ball licking.
The judge made an announcement. “Each man in the audience was given a numbered ticket when he entered the stands. I will now read off twenty numbers. The first ten numbers will indicate who is to have their balls licked by the black bitch. The second ten numbers will indicate who is to have their balls licked by the blonde bitch. When you hear your number, prepare yourself and come down to the judging floor.”
As the judge called off the lucky numbers there were cheers in the stands. However, when she called off the final number, there were groans from those whose number had not been called. While most of the audience was true aficionados of the sport of bitch judging, there had always been speculation that some men attended in the hope that they would have their balls licked! No survey had ever been conducted to determine the accuracy of this.
The men prepared by simply dropping their britches and drawers where they stood. They were a strange sight as they came down from the stands. From the waist up they were still dressed in their tux outfits. From the waist down they were naked. As they walked down the stands their erect dicks were leading the way with a large bobbing motion and their hairy balls were swinging in the wind. Their faces were covered with smiles!
The bitches were on the floor, on their knees. Their mouths were already open. They would be judged in two categories – one for technique and one for speed in bringing all ten men to orgasm. They were to use their tongues and mouths on the men’s balls. They could use one hand to jack off each man’s dicks.
Now many thought this was an unfair competition because much depended on the men themselves. At one previous contest, the first man in one bitch’s line was quite elderly. She had worked him like a goddamn machine and never did get him off. At another competition, the bitch had drawn all very young men. They had each come as soon as her hand touched their tool. The thing was definitely somewhat out of the bitch’s control. All each bitch could do was to do her best.
The bitches were a study in contrasting styles. The black bitch immediately sucked a ball – or both if they were small – into her mouth and the nuts were never seen for the duration of her work. This would reduce her technical score because there simply wasn’t much technique to see. It could not be seen that while the nut was in her mouth she was massaging it vigorously with her tongue – up and over – side to side – slurping saliva all over the hairy nut or nuts. Meanwhile, her hand was like a piston on the erect dick above the invisible nut. She grasped the shaft firmly in her strong hand and worked it like a machine. It was so fast that it was like a blur.
She was going for speed in bringing each man to orgasm but her technique actually worked against her with some of the men. Men were often quite visual when it came to being aroused. They liked to see the stuff that was being done to their package. With the black bitch, they could feel what was being done but there was little to see other than their ball(s) disappearing into her black hole, and, the speed of her hand on their shaft precluded any visual arousal.
However, what the black bitch lacked in visual presentations she certainly made up for with tremendous strength and speed with her hand, tongue, and lips. None of the men whom she was sucking and beating off were complaining.
The first man she had was a huge man, six foot six and perhaps four hundred pounds. He had a huge belly that hung down to his thick mat of pubic hair. A stench from his groin area hung around him like a swarm of gnats. He was repulsive. And, oddly enough, his balls and dick were uncommonly tiny. His little erection looked like the pencil on an eraser.
As the black bitch began she took his entire package into her mouth. She gave his balls and dick a solid tongue washing and then let his teeny tool flip out of her mouth. She grasped it between her thumb and forefinger and began beating him off with a vengeance. He lasted about ten seconds before shooting a tremendous load directly between her eyes. His load was massive and as the crowd looked at the big screen to get a close-up look at the action, they murmured in wonderment, wondering how such a huge wad of jism could spout from such a small parcel.
He stepped aside and was replaced by a stark contrast to the fat slob. This man was tanned, five foot ten and solid as a rock. And, his dick was also equally solid. It was only about six inches long but it was like a thick hunk of steel. And, his balls were huge. The bitch nodded in approval and began working him vigorously. His load shot up in to the air and landed with a splat directly on to the top of her head.
The next eight men were a blur. By the time the black bitch had done all ten, her face and head were like a swamp of whitish, thick goo. Cum was flowing everywhere above her shoulders and falling down to the rest of her body – her back, her tits, her navel, her bush, and her thighs. In a move that brought applause, she began scooping up the loads with her fingers and eagerly shoveling them into her mouth. Apparently, she did not swallow but kept them all in her mouth. Then, she tilted her head back and gargled the goo until cum bubbles came out of her mouth. Finally, she faced the TV camera and opened her mouth to show mouth and cheeks full of man juice. She close her mouth, swallowed, and opened again to show the camera that all cum was now in her belly. She smiled.
In the meantime, the blonde bitch had also begun her part of the competition. Her action was totally different then her opponent. She was deceptively slow in her approach. First, she nuzzled the scrotum between the balls. Then, she seductively licked each nut – from the back, across the bottom, and up to the base of the dick. In the meantime, she cradled the shaft and began with a slow caress of her hand across the bottom of the dick, over the head, and back across the top of the tool. All the time she was working the man’s package, she looked up and directly into his eyes. Imperceptibly, she picked up speed with her hand and applied more force to the nuts with her tongue. It was effective. The men felt as though their groin was being worshipped and they could see everything she was doing. The result was that she was bringing them to orgasm as quickly as the black’s physical approach.
By the time the blonde bitch had brought all ten men to fruition, she, too, was drenched in cum. It seemed as though she loved it! When she had finished with the men, she shyly looked down at her drenched body and took the palms of both hands and began smoothing out the juice so as to cover her entire body in cum. She did this also to her face and head. Soon, her white skin had a wet, white shine over every inch of her body and head and face. She looked as though she loved it!
Now, as to the matter of time, it was a first for any event the ABC had ever presented. The two bitches ended in a dead heat. Even the last load of cum that sprung from the each of the last dicks and landed on each bitch’s head at exactly the same time.
The TV showed a replay in slow motion, using a split frame, to indicate that, indeed, each wad of goop had hit the bitch’s head at exactly the same time! The crowd gave a standing ovation to both bitches.
The judge was making copious notes on her note pad. It was all up to her. Then, as Linda watched and waited eagerly for the winner – the man shut off the giant screen.
Now Linda was, in fact, conflicted. She was completely repulsed by what she had just witnessed. She was horrified to think that she would be part of such an awful display of perversion. She was sweating profusely and yet her body was also covered with goose bumps! Her brain was spinning. She wondered if she was going to pass out. She wondered how she could compete with bitches such as these. She was too old. She was too fat. She didn’t like the thought of any of these activities to which the bitches had been subjected.
Yet, Linda also was excited by everything she had seen. Her nipples were hard! Her pussy was soaked! Juice was running down her thighs. If her body hadn’t been so tormented by her awful position, she might have even had an orgasm!
He said, “Tomorrow your training begins. You will train four hours each day to prepare for these events. You will win! Failure is not an option!”
He left. She half stood and half hung there. Day 8 had ended.
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