The Society of the Rules

Level D

She already knew the way to the D quarters as she had been there before. But this time, she knew it would be a no-return trip. Or at least, it would take a long time before being allowed to come out of the sinister room that awaited her. This was also a very long trip as she was led by a leash, shuffling her tightly chained feet through the lower bag holes. With each step, the iron weights swung at the end of their short chain, yanking cruelly on her sore breasts and eliciting pitiful moans from her mouth. The mask was soon too sticky with her sweat as her face was over-heating inside it. After having passed the series of leather curtains she was finally entered into the D block with its rows of superposed cages.

Being new to the level, she had neither holes nor studs in her tag, so that meant she would be in one of the middle cages. She was locked in a cage with  a male member above her, a female was being held in the lower one. The man above her immediately decided to give her a warm welcome, with warm liquid that is. The smelly urine trickled over her iron hood and her sack, some of it passing through seams and adding to her plight. She sighed in despair.

Balled as she was in the sack, her cage looked rather spacious. Of course, once she would be freed from her restraints, she would not find it so large. Her left and right neighbours kept shifting position as their cramped limbs could not stretch in the small space. She did not dare to speak to them but she looked intently at them. She was the only one clothed at the moment, if you could call that stinking sack a cloth. The girl locked in the cage below hers was in a very poor condition. The four holes in her tag indicated that she had been much abused. She was emaciated and filthy beyond imagination. As all other Dees, her wrists and ankles were connected by a heavy chain. She seemed very weak. Aurelia wondered how long she had been caged here but she did not dare to ask her. She also realised that she did not know much about what were the life and tasks of the Dees. She would soon find about it for sure.

After Aurelia had marinated in her own juices for a few hours, the man who was in charge of the operation of the D-level area opened her cage. He was a five-stud C member and was doing this unpleasant job in the hope to earn his promotion to the B level. He removed the weights from her breasts, then opened the sack, removed her chains and the mask, even though some of those devices had only be used for a short time. He then linked her wrists, and her ankles, with the regulation heavy one-foot chains. Aurelia was now a full-fledged Dee. The cage was closed again.

"Thank you for freeing me" Aurelia said to the man, in a low voice. And she was really grateful as she was getting crazy from staying in that sack. "Is there anything I can do for you?" she asked, remembering the lessons learned at the C level.

The man just ignored her and continued with his tasks, throwing the disgusting sack in one corner. Later, a C member tasked with the laundry came to pick that up. His face was disgusted at the sight of the stinking D members. He went away as fast as his shackled feet allowed.

From her time in the sack Aurelia had gathered a heavy stench. Her body was greasy and sticky with her own sweat and urine, along with what the sack had collected from its previous occupants. It had obviously never been washed since its making. She tried to wash herself but as she only had her filthy hands to do that, there was little she could do. She tried to rub herself but to no avail. When she wanted to lick her hands clean, the foul taste almost made her retch and she renounced.

Although Aurelia's restraints were now much looser than earlier, she still had little freedom. The cage did not let her much room to stretch herself and move around. Moreover, whenever she switched position - which she had to do regularly because of the ache caused by the floor bars to her butt and legs - her chains clanked loudly.

The long wait began. The heat and the stench in the D block made it very uncomfortable. The prisoner above her urinated twice one her and she too had to release her bladder on the girl caged below her. The poor girl was in a worse condition than herself: her hands had been chained behind her back, preventing her to use them for anything.

The clanking of chains and the moans of the prisoners produced a continuous, loud background noise. The room was dimly lit and Aurelia's cage was in a row far from the gaoler's office. She decided there was little chance to be heard or seen and it was worth trying to gather some information from her mates. The girl below here being inferior to herself, there were good chances she would have to obey her. She knelt down and brought her face close to the floor grid that separated her from her neighbour.

"Psssst!" she whispered, attracting her attention. "My name is Aurelia. What's your name?"

"Cathy" she answered with a thread of voice

"How long have you been here? What kind of tasks do we have to perform?" she asked.

"Two weeks, our task is to please the other members, give our body to them , to use as they wish , please, don't ask me more things" she answered. She seemed very afraid, at the edge of the abyss, and one small mistake could bring her down.

First service as a Dee

Once in a while the gaoler came by and opened a cage to let a D member out. He then spoke to him and they went away by a door at the back of the room. Eventually he returned to Aurelia's cage

"Seems somebody has already booked you. When someone turn into a D member, a notification is sent to all the TV sets of the other members, with photos and videos of the person in question".

He opened the door to Aurelia's cage. Aurelia extirpated herself from the cage, her cramped limbs aching with cramps.

"Hi Sir. Thanks for letting me go out for some time. It will be a pleasure for me to perform" Aurelia answered. She was hoping that, by providing good services, she might earn a stud.

The gaoler led her to the door leading out of the D block. A hall opened, with a security door at the end and a doorway leading to a bathroom. Oddly, this one looked better equipped than the one for the C members with man and woman perfumes, nail clippers, razors, nail paint, lipstick, etc. The only luxury that was not available was hot water.

Aurelia's eyes sparkled at this sight. For the first time in days she would be able to wash herself.

"Thank you, Sir! I'll do my best. You'll be proud of me, Sir" she told the gaoler.

She then entered the shower and washed herself thoroughly, in spite of the cold water. Removing all the filth was difficult, in particular in her hair matted with foul substances. But with hard scrubbing and a lot of soap and shampoo, she eventually managed to get clean. Then she continued with the make-up, the manicure and pedicure and perfume. She combed her auburn locks carefully so as to restore her shiny reddish mane. One hour later, she looked at her reflection in the mirror with a smile. There was still some traces of exhaustion, lack of food and sleep, but they had been efficiently hidden with all the making-up art she possessed.

She turned to the gaoler, smiling widely, her former beauty quite restored. "I am ready, Sir. Do you want something m"

The gaoler led her to the security door at the end of the hall. There, she had her tag scanned and the guard there, a C member, inspected her. Aurelia knelt in front of the guard, spreading her knees wide and thrusting her chest forward for the inspection. All the time she kept her eyes on the floor.

"Where are you going?"

"Uuuuh... I don't know. I thought you would have known?" Aurelia answered hesitantly.  

"Do you think this is my work getting this information? did you even ask the gaoler where would you be of service?"

"I am sorry, Sir. I was supposing he would be leading me there..."

"And what is this? Members of your class must keep their pubic area clean, now listen: this is what you will do." He handed her a pair of tweezers. "You are going to remove all that hair using these. If it is not completely bald when you return, it will be an extra hole in your tag!"

Aurelia's eyes widened at these words and at the sight of the plucker. It was going to be a terrible task.

"And you better hurry up! And don't leave your client waiting more than needed. He or she wont be pleased if that happens. And next time don't forget to get the information about the room you are headed so I can give you your door card." With that, he pulled her tag, and punched two holes on it. "One for not being in the acceptable way regarding body hair. One for not giving me the adequate info on time. For the time being you will go free, but as soon as you come back from your mission, you will get your punishing device. You then will be marked as 'out of private service' for the next 24h."

With her heart beating fast, Aurelia hurried back to the bathroom, her hand clasped on the tiny plucker. She arrived there, sat on the toilet bowl, spread her thighs wide and immediately set to the work of plucking out all hair from her crotch. This was a slow and very painful task. Each hair had to be uprooted, causing a sharp pain. And the predicament was getting worse as her skin got sensitized.

Eventually though she was finished. She soothed her burning crotch with a special cream and left the bathroom. She then went back to the gaoler's office, knelt behind its door and knocked on it, looking at her knees.

"Sir, I forgot to ask you which room had ordered me, and what service I was expected to provide" she asked.

"Room 317, and be quick! don't leave him waiting much more time."

She then hurried back to the guard at the security door and provided him with the information required, always making sure to be very polite and humble.

She finally arrived at the room. She knocked on the door and being invited to enter, she pushed the door open. Inside was a man, lying in bed, totally naked. He was watching the TV, more specifically, one of those horrible torture sessions.

She immediately dropped on her knees, head lowered, and said "Hello Sir. I am Aurelia, at your service. Pray tell me what would please you."

"OK, put that mouth of yours to good use" he said.

"With pleasure, Sir" she answered immediately.

Not daring to stand up, she crawled on all fours towards the bed, wiggling her well-toned, smooth and muscular butt as she did. The movement of her bottom was interesting enough to make him divert his eyes from the screen. She knelt at the foot of the bed and began licking the man's feet, nibbling on his toes before slowly sliding her tongue up his lower legs. She could hear the screams of the girl tortured on TV and from the corner of her eyes she could get glimpse of the terrible show. But she kept licking along his leg until she got close to his crotch. The man was perfumed and clean but still there was a musky smell around his genitals. She tried to find clues about what he wanted more precisely.

"Why do you hesitate? if you don't want to suck my cock, I might as well ask for another girl right now!"

Aurelia immediately pressed her face against the man's cock, which was half erect. She began to give it short, teasing licks all along it's length, until it got a firmer state. As its head was beginning to appear, she engulfed it with her lips and began to play with her tongue. The cock reacted immediately by swelling and lengthening, getting harder and thicker every second. Aurelia continued her tongue game a little more, until the cock was fully erect, standing upright. Then she began to swallow it deeper, pressing her lips around the flesh pole, sucking on it, feeling the salty taste of precum. She pulled out and gave a few kisses on the head and swallowed it once more. As she felt it react between her lips, she quickly pulled out and let her lips slide down the penis' underside until she met the hairy testicles. Then she began to nibble them very gently before climbing again up the musky pillar. She engulfed again the cock's head, rotating her mouth around it, sucking and licking it while looking up at the man's face to see how he was enjoying her attention.

He never averted his eyes from the screen, only seemed to show some annoyance if she did a very fast movement, or blocked his vision of the screen. He seemed happy with the overall performance.

Aurelia decided to change her strategy as her attentions had not so much the effect she had expected. Taking a deep breath, she dived on the cock, swallowing more of it, whirling her tongue around the dick, pushing its head deeper into her mouth until she felt it resting at the back of her mouth. The mast of flesh was filling her mouth and stretching her lips. She sucked harder on it, as if she could pull the semen out if his balls. As she performed, she tried to detect any sign from the man's part.

When she at first took all his manhood inside he left out a grunt of pleasure, but started to turn into one of annoyance when she started being to suck very hard. She immediately stopped sucking and just kept her mouth quiet around the warm, sweaty cock. She pressed her face a little more into the man's pubic hair, fighting her urge to gag and retch. She tilted her head a little to get more room to breathe and managed to get a more comfortable position for herself. She was kneeling on the bed, her breasts pressed into her thighs and her head pressed against his groin. Of his cock there was nothing to see as it was entirely inside her warm and wet mouth. She stayed like that, immobile, gently pressing her lips and mouth around the penis, her right hand cocooning his testicles. She did not make a sound, hardly moved at all, just changing slightly the pressure on the cock from time to time.

The man seemed to be enjoying himself a lot. Eventually the video ended and he put another one. This went on for a while. Aurelia was horrified by what she could get a glimpse of on the screen and by the sounds she heard. But she kept still, warming and wetting the beast sleeping in her mouth. The minutes passed, and when that other video was about to end he spoke to her.

"Now you can finish".

Aurelia started again to suck on the cock, to press her lips a little harder and to move her head back and forth along the now rock-hard member. It did not need her more than a few strokes before she felt the man tensing and his cock beginning to throb against her tongue. She increased her pace, making sucking noises and strange sounds as she pumped hard on the large cock. Suddenly, she heard him grunting loudly and she felt a hot, salty liquid invading her mouth. She gagged on it as it filled her mouth. Tiny droplets poured out of the corners of her mouth, but most of it was pressured down her gullet or up her nose. She waited for the spasms to stop, receiving all the sperm in her mouth, not daring either to spit it or to swallow it as she was not sure what the rule or his desire was.

"Be sure to clean it all, don't want any drop on the bedsheets" he told her and she immediately gulped down the foul juice filling her mouth.

"Well done, I might book your services another time, if you continue doing well you will surely be out of the D class soon, I hope that doesn't mean you stop visiting my room"

"Thank you Sir. I'm glad I was able to please you. Of course, I would always be happy to serve you more, whatever level I am member of. Is there anything else I may do for you or do you prefer to be left alone now?" she answered. She was hoping he would keep her by himself as she feared what was awaiting her in the D block.

"No, I must get ready for dinner, you may leave"

"Thank you, Sir. It was my pleasure, Sir" she answered humbly. Then she left the room and went back to the D block. For a short time she considered escaping. She was in the main hall, she just had to get out of the main door. But then what? She was naked with her ankles and wrists chained. She was wearing heavy shackles around her limbs and neck. Where would she go? How long could she hope to evade her pursuers? What terrible punishment would she meet if they caught her? She deemed it safer to remain at the D level. With her skills, it might be easy to earn the five studs needed to get back up the ladder.

When returning to the D area, her tag was scanned and the gaoler came to the entrance to lead her to the cage.

"I have finished my job, Sir. Could you please get me back in my cage?" she said humbly, looking down at her feet. After her short stay in the B quarters, the stench of the block struck her again as barely bearable. The greasy floor under her perfumed, bare soles seemed even filthier now that she was so clean and pampered.

This time, the cage was not one of the middle ones, but one at the bottom. She had to flatten herself on the floor to crawl into it as it was half way down the floor. Just as her feet entered the cage it was locked and the gaoler was gone. She turned to face the "door" of the cage. Only the upper half was above ground. The ceiling was much lower than it had been in the second-floor cage. She could not sit straight and had to keep her head constantly lowered between her knees or lie on her side. Her cage was resting a couple of inches above the bottom of the bilge. This bilge was collecting all the dejections from the Dees and it was only flushed once per week. The smell was extreme and it was hard to breathe. All the nice smell and freshness of the recent bath lasted for a few minutes.

Suddenly, the lights were turned off. As her fall from C to D had happened during meal time, she had not been able to eat anything at the C place, and she was now too late for the D meal. Her only food had been the sperm donated by the B member she had serviced. Her belly was growling in protest and she felt her stomach making knots inside her. Nothing could be seen in the darkness, but much could be heard and felt. Clanking of chains, grunts and moans of pain, snoring, urinating. Twice during the night she felt a filthy shower trickling over her prone body. She was soon as filthy as she had ever been. She wondered how long a human being could survive in so putrid an atmosphere. Sleeping was very difficult in so cramped a place, but exhaustion helped her to fall into Morpheus' arms.

Day 7 - The cage in the column

Another day came. Her cage was opened along with the cage of another girl who too was sporting two holes in her tag. That girl, seeming to know the routine better, went directly to clean herself. Aurelia followed her and copied all her moves. This was the safest way to behave, she thought. The cleaning was much cruder than the day before. Cold water, some soap and some tooth paste were all that was given to them. The tooth paste was very welcome though as Aurelia could still taste the cum of the previous day, which seemed to have invaded and stuck to the smallest crevices of her teeth and breath channels.

Then the gaoler brought them to another door. There was a small wire frame cage on the floor, with four chains that went to the ceiling and got lost in the darkness above. The cage was opened and Aurelia was told to lie in it, face up. It was small; only her torso fitted inside. The man pushed her legs, almost making her lie in a fetal position, but wide spread. Her legs were fixed to the sides of the cage. She could feel the cold mesh pressing into her back as she laid there. Her chained wrists were further locked to the corners of the cage besides her head. Then the other girl was made to lie face down over Aurelia in an inverted position, her face against Aurelia's crotch, her legs bent and intermingled with the other girl's. Aurelia retched as the stench coming from the girl's pussy hit her nose. The crude washing provided little opportunity to wash one's genitals and the girl seemed to have the cum of twenty men rotting inside her since days. She had not been in that position more than a few minutes that some of this stale juice was already dripping on Aurelia's face. There was nothing she could do though as her head was trapped between the other girl's thighs and she could not move it aside or turn it away.

Finally, as an added punishment Aurelia's nipples were clamped, and a chain went from one clamp, over the back of the other girl and to the other clamp, it was very tight, making her breasts 'embrace' her companion. Aurelia moaned in pain as the clamps first flattened her nipples and then stretched them along with her generous breasts around her "lover"'s torso. The cage was closed, and the chains pulled until the cage disappeared at the top into a small hole just made to fit.

From the outside, in the main hall of the Society manor, there was a wide column, which sported a pair of small doors on either side. These doors were conveniently placed at crotch level. Opening either door would give the A and B members three orifices to chose from.

The cage had just settled into its assigned position when the other girl started licking Aurelia's crotch.

"Please do the same, we must be sure to keep it clean and wet, or we will both suffer".

Aurelia startled at the light touch of her sex. Her partner was skilled and she could feel pleasure titillating her senses. However, the fishy, filthy, swollen labia hanging and dripping inches above her face did not appeal to her.

"That's easy for you!" she whispered. "My pussy is clean and has not seen a cock since I'm here, while yours stinks like ten whores! You should have washed it better!"

She answered by a soft but firm nibble, enough to cause pain at her labia. Aurelia gasped in pain and tried to pull her sex away. It was to no avail as her back was resting against the bottom of the cage. She had nowhere to go. But still, she could not decide herself to press her face in this stinking, rancid cum bottle hovering above her face. Another bite, this time stronger, made her arch her back, only succeeding in yanking the chain clamped on her throbbing nipples.

She was not yet decided to comply with her partner when the door at the side of Aurelia's head was opened. Not much of the outside could be seen, just an erect penis and a bush of hair. It started pushing at the rim of the other girl's dry and unprepared vagina. After a few pushes, it was finally deep inside, his balls colliding with Aurelia's mouth. His cock and balls were totally filling her sight. As he thrust in the filthy hole above her, his sweaty balls bounced against her nose and lips. With her face trapped between the other Dee's thighs, Aurelia had little freedom to avoid the disgusting beating of her nose.

It seemed to go on for a while. She suddenly felt some air on her rear, meaning the other door had been opened. This time the target was her anus. She moaned as she felt a warm pressure against her tight hole. She clenched her buttocks desperately but strong fingers gripped her cheeks firmly and spread them apart. Her partner in plight was ordered to lick her hole, and then she felt the pressure starting again. This time, it passed through her defences and she felt her rectum invaded. She moaned louder, her voice muffled by the forward man's testicles and crotch.

Soon, as she was yelping with each thrust, the man on front of her came into her partner. He had just finished, and had withdrawn from the girls vagina, and then put his dripping member close to her mouth. Aurelia understood what was expected from her as the penis was dripping cum on her face. She docilely opened her mouth and engulfed the slackening member with her lips. A disgusting taste made of sperm mixed with stale woman juices flooded her mouth. Resisting the urge to puke, she licked and swallowed all the sticky liquor and passed her tongue dutifully around the head rim. All the time, her body was fiercely jerked by the man raping her rectum. Eventually, the man in front was satisfied and moved away.

The door was closed, plunging Aurelia in the dark once again, only to be opened almost immediately. This time it was a woman wanting to use the girls. She pressed her crotch tightly against Aurelia's face. The poor girl had not even had the time to  wash her mouth with her saliva. The woman's strong scent was already overwhelming her senses. The woman's genitalia were already swollen and dripping with desire. Her vagina was gaping and sperm was oozing from it. She had just made love with a man of superior ranking and he had not taken care at all of her pleasure. After a couple of minutes, he had come in her, leaving her deeply unsatisfied and frustrated. She was coming to the "pleasure column" to release her sexual tension. Aurelia made her best sucking on the woman's engorged clitoris, stimulating it with her tongue and nibbling on her puffed labia. The taste was awful but she was rewarded by moans of pleasure. She kept on working on the juicing sex until she felt the woman trembling and grunting and finally coming. As the well-trimmed sex went away, Aurelia's tongue was full of cramps from such hard work.

For a moment, all was still. Both doors were closed and she was plunged in the dark once again. Then came a voice from inside the column.

"What is your name?" asked her sex-cage mate.

"My name is Aurelia" she answered in a whisper.

"I'm Clare. Look Aurelia, I'm sorry, but I have to pee, I can't hold it in any longer, just close your mouth and eyes and turn your face, it will be over soon"

"No! Don't!" protested Aurelia but to no avail. A warm, pungent stream of urine suddenly splashed on her face. She barely had the time to clench her lips and eyes. Her face was showered with the pee, her hair was soaked with it. A lot of urine made its way into her flaring nostrils, causing her to sneeze violently. After long seconds of half-drowning, the stream finally came to a stop, leaving the poor Aurelia's face drenched. Aurelia was upset but there was nothing she could do. She could not even avenge herself as she was below Clare and peeing would only soil herself some more.

Both doors were opened and closed frequently, several men and women wanting to be serviced. After a while cum was starting to ooze from both girls' orifices. Once in a Clare while licked the one from Aurelia's ass and pussy. Aurelia was too disgusted to do the same. She was sick with all the cum she had been forced to swallow. Her mouth tasted like a sewer, her face was itching with half-dried, caked sperm, her muscles were clenched with cramps. 

After a few hours the forced position became unbearable, Clare started to try to move her muscles, which caused a tug at the clamps attached to Aurelia's nipples. Aurelia yelped in pain and protested: "Stop that, Clare! You are pulling on my clamped nipples! Please stop moving immediately!"

"Sorry, just that my muscles are all cramped, I hope there's not much time to wait".

Eventually around the  afternoon, the cage was slowly lowered to the floor. The gaoler opened the cage, and freed Clare who started to stretch her muscles as much as she could, before being sent again to be cramped in her usual cage. Then he returned to free Aurelia. The poor girl's face and hair was a mess and he could not suppress a disgusted grin.

"There were some customers dissatisfied with the service, claiming that the orifices on the north side were all covered in cum, which made them look rather disgusting. You had to make sure that it was all nice an clean, so the other members didn't open the door to find such a mess".

A third hole was punched in her tag.

"I'm going to teach you how to properly clean a crotch!"

The stocks

Aurelia was taken back to the D area, but instead of being placed inside a cage, she was taken to the entrance to the showers. Her head and arms were placed in some kind of stocks, which were fixed to a pair of wooden columns at waist height, making her bend over. Every Dee taken out of him/her cell, before going to take a shower, was going to be put in front of Aurelia so she could lick clean the genital area. When those members would be returned from service, they would also be passed in front of Aurelia before being caged again.

Aurelia soon found that the stocks were much harder to bear than the cage, however tiny. The board her neck and wrists were trapped in was too high for her to comfortably kneel, but it was also too low for her to stand. Thus, she was constantly switching from a half crouching to a half standing position, from half choking to cruel pain in her neck and spine. As she moved constantly, her large breasts were bouncing under her chest. After at most 10 minutes, she was already aching horribly.

Then came the first man who was led out of the room. He was a long-standing Dee and had not left his cage for at least two weeks. In the whole time he had not had the least opportunity to wash himself. He was stinking horribly and Aurelia almost fainted when he approached her. His cock immediately darted in erection when he saw her locked in the stocks. His member was even filthier, with blots of caked, fishy cum and dried urine sticking to it. No doubt he was inhabiting a cage from the lower rank as he was covered with dejections. He immediately shoved his prick against the poor girl's face. Aurelia had not other choice but to lick it all, washing the crust of filth with her saliva. The act was so disgusting, so foul that she puked the meagre content of her stomach as soon as he had left for the showers.

A dozen of minutes later a girl arrived, heavily chained and ring-gagged. She was coming back from service and had evidently been inhumanly abused. All three orifices were dripping cum abundantly. Her sex and anus were still wide agape from so much abuse. The Gaoler led her to Aurelia and she pressed her crotch against the locked girl. Aurelia had to lick and tongue wash the stinking crotch until she had swallowed all the cum that had been poured inside her. Whenever she believed she had licked it clean, some more oozed out and soiled the shiny, saliva-wet perineum. When finally the abused girl was brought to her cage, Aurelia's face was covered with cum.

The afternoon continued on the same line. At the end, Aurelia's face could hardly be recognized under its layer of filth and dried cum. Her mouth and nostrils were drooling with sperm and girl juices. 

Finally the night arrived, but Aurelia instead of being returned to her cage, was left there, no doubt to also clean in the same way the members going on the next morning duty. The night proved very long. In her position, Aurelia could not sleep more than a few consecutive minutes. There were a few pussies and cocks to lick as well. Alas, the morning did not bring any relief as she had to continue with her task. She felt so tired and so sore. Her mouth tasted like a filthy toilet bowl and her face was unrecognizable under its filth crust. Her hair too was a pity to look at as everybody seemed to use it as a towel. Finally by midday she was freed from the stocks and locked back into one of the lower cells. There were not many members at her level or below.

Day 8 - The soccer game on TV

She was there just in time for the meal. The first time she would be fed something that wasn't a body fluid. The Cee charged with feeding them came, pushing her cart. How delicious her situation seemed now, seen from inside the cage. The C level looked like a paradise compared to what she was enduring. From her position, half sunk below the floor level, all she could see were the wheels of the cart and the feet of the C member. She knelt by the feeding slot and put her hands forming a bowl under it. The dubious oatmeal was poured into them and she said "Thank you, my lady". She was so hungry that she wolfed down the foul meal in a couple of slurping. The oatmeal mixed with all the filth that was coating her mouth, but by now she was kind of used to it.

After having licked clean her fingers, she immediately fell asleep. Her cage looked like a king-size bed compared to the stocks. Later in the afternoon, the gaoler came to open her cage. It seemed as if she was again called for duty.

"There is a soccer match that some members want to see on a big screen in one of the living rooms, and want to receive pleasure at the same time".

Aurelia blinked and rubbed her sperm-caked eyes, emerging from deep sleep with some difficulty. "I'll be happy to service them, Sir" she answered. "May I ask you which living room they are in?" she remembered to ask.

Once he had answered her, she hurried to the bathroom where she dutifully scrubbed and washed herself. Then she carefully shaved herself with the available razors. She applied some make-up and perfumed herself. Hiding the black pockets under her tired eyes asked for some radical make-up measures but she did a reasonable job. There was nothing she could do for her weight though. She had lost a lot during the last days and her ribs and hip bones were poking through her skin. She hoped that her soccer service would allow her to earn a stud and get a better dinner. Happy with her looks, she headed for the inspection guard.

After the inspection, the door was opened so she could reach the designated area. She walked through the hallways, her ankle chain rattling on the marble floors and reminding to everybody that she was the lowest creature on Earth. She found the living-room she looked for and knocked on the door. A man opened to her and shoved her inside. She almost tripped in her hobble chain. There were only men inside and many of them seemed already quite inebriated. On the table, some C members were serving exquisite canapes and there were several mugs of cold beer. Upon seeing Aurelia, one of the men in the couch unzipped his pants.

Aurelia went to him and knelt at his feet, keeping her thighs apart and her eyes lowered. "How may I help you, Sir?" she said.

"Quiet! just suck and don't say a word!"

Aurelia immediately complied, taking the half-erected cock in her mouth. She deftly sucked him to a more victorious size and kept pumping until he was on the verge of coming. One play made him stand up suddenly, this caused some cum to fly all over the place and land on the carpet and table.

"Sorry..." she whispered after having licked his cock clean. Then she hastily licked the drops of cum on the carpet on on the table.

Then they all screamed "goaaal!" and to celebrate, one penetrated Aurelia from behind while the other used her mouth. Aurelia grunted as she was penetrated from both ends, trying to breathe in between thrusts. Her generous breasts were swinging under her chest. The men were stinking sweat and beer but she tried not to show any discomfort. By chance, the two men were too anxious to miss the game and they soon came and filled her holes with their jism. The front man was so hasty that he pulled out before being completely exhausted and some of his sperm landed on her Aurelia's face and hair. They settled down again to watch the rest of the match.

At the half time, they broke the boredom by using each of her orifices several time until the game resumed. Again she was roughly handled and received the load of all of them in all her orifices. Some of the men, who did not want to wait for their turn into one of her holes, jerked over her and thrust their juice onto her face, back and butt. This was a very long time to Aurelia as she could hardly breathe among them. When the game started again she was totally exhausted and soiled.

More trays of food and drinks were brought to replenish the empty ones on the table. Finally the game ended, with a victory for their team, they did a final celebration fuck and left the room.

Alone, Aurelia got on her knees. She was covered with sweat and cum, she stunk like never before. She looked very miserable. For a few minutes she was unsure what to do, but as nobody came back, she decided it was better to go back to the D block. Rattling her chains, she went down and went to the gaoler's office.

"Sir, I am back from service. Could you please take me back to my cage?" she told 

Without saying a word he opened one of the bottom cages and closed it after she had entered it. She crawled into the cage, her body slick with sperm. She sat down and, as the gaoler locked the cage, she said in a low voice: "Thank you, Sir."

Once again she passed a miserable night, lying in her own filth and with that from her upper neighbours dripping on her. She was in her cage in time for the evening meal, but her stomach was so full of sperm that she puked everything as soon as she had swallowed it. This left her with a gurgling, hungry belly for the night.

Day 9 - The dungeon

Another day came. In the darkness of the warehouse, or what some jokingly called whorehouse, the only way to know the time of day was when the cages were opened to let their inhabitants go do their duty. The door of Aurelia's cage was opened. "Good morning, Sir. What will be my task today?" she asked politely, keeping her eyes on the floor.

"This time you are going to dungeon 3" the gaoler answered.

She was led to the simple shower room where she hastily washed the most conspicuous traces of filth. She was not left enough time to clean her insides and had to keep that foul taste in her mouth and the cum dripping from her anus and vagina. The guard at the exit gave Aurelia a special card that would open the doors needed to reach the dungeon area.

Following his indications, she went down a series of stairs. The zone seemed like having a higher security than the rest of the building. It was also darker and more oppressive. There was an area that was illuminated by torches and candles instead of light bulbs. A sign on the wall claimed that the dungeon was that way. Moans and screams could be heard. A Higher member walked with firm steps down that hall and entered one of the rooms.

Aurelia hastily went out of his way, kneeling with her back against a wall, looking at her knees, waiting until her had disappeared to move again. Her wrists and ankles were chaffed by the heavy shackles. She was beginning to look like a real Dee now. 

Finally Aurelia reached a room with a number 3 engraved above its door, screams of pain coming from inside it. She gulped with difficulty in anticipation with what was awaiting her inside. Then she knocked on the door and said: "Here is Aurelia for your service, Sir." And she knelt facing the door, awaiting an answer.

The door opened to reveal a naked woman on a wooden rack, over her a man dressed as a Dominican monk pulling the levers. Aurelia's eyes widened at the sight of this horrible scene. The woman was obviously stretched beyond comfort and she was moaning softly. Nevertheless, she entered the room and knelt beside the rack, keeping her eyes on the floor.

"You are in front of a high member of the Holy Inquisition. Call me 'your Excellency' or 'your highness', I won't repeat that."

"Yes, Your Highness. I shall not forget it."

 

"Tell me, what do you think of this wretch displayed on the rack?" he asked.

"You Highness, I am of too low extraction to emit any judgement of this kind" she answered prudently.

"You are right about being too low, but anyone should be able to recognize a witch!"

"Certainly, your Highness. Indeed, she looks like one" she told, trembling at the idea of making a mistake. The poor racked girl was obviously in tremendous pain.

"Do you now realize what a witch she is?"

"Yes I do, Your Highness. She is certainly a witch."

He pulled another crank on the rack, the poor woman yelling "Noooo I'm not a witch!" Her limbs were stretched so tight she could not make a move. She was sweating profusely. The man then sat on a high wooden chair, lifted his robes up to the waist and said "Come, show me how you serve a member of the church".

"At your orders, You Excellency" Aurelia answered submissively as she hurried on all fours to the chair. There she knelt between his spread legs. He was not wearing any underwear under his robes. She brought her face close to the man's half-erect sex and asked "May I service You Highness's sex?"

"Yes, do so"

Aurelia took the man's cock with her lips and began licking and sucking it gently, until it took on a longer and stronger shape. She engulfed it in her mouth as far as she could and went back and fro on it, pressing gently with her lips and tongue, giving glances at the man's face from time to time to assess how she was doing.

"What are you doing?! this is contra natura. You are trying to suck my soul there, I bet you too are a witch!"

Aurelia almost coughed out the hard, glistening with saliva cock. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency. I misunderstood your intentions. But I assure you that I am not witch." 

"I will make sure you are sent to me when you reach the Z level to examine you better. You are now one notch closer". And with these words he punched a fourth hole in her tag; only one more away from the dreaded Z level. Aurelia felt her blood freezing in her veins as she heard the fateful click. She fought the tears that were coming to her eyes, while keeping her eyes lowered.

"Now please me as the natural law intended".

The poor Aurelia was at a loss. What was this man expecting? She did not want to fall into one of his cheap tricks. The high chair made it unpractical to offer him her sex he was probably waiting for something else. On the other hand, he had told her that he wanted his sex to be serviced. Her mind was running in circles as she tried to find a solution to this enigma without making another, final mistake.

"Does You Highness want me to use my hands?" she tried.

"No you fool! Just sit on my lap, didn't your whore of a mother teach you to fuck?"

"I beg your pardon, Your Highness" Aurelia answered anxiously. "Of course I can do it!"

She hastily stood up and getting on her tip toes, straddled the monk's thighs. In spite of his assertions, the man had obviously appreciated her previous attempts and his cock was proudly darting upwards and it was glistening with saliva. Aurelia's vagina was still coated with all the sperm she had been filled with during the last days and she had not difficulty sliding along the erect shaft. Slowly, she sat completely down on his crotch, feeling his flesh mast filling her vagina. The chain between her ankles was straddling his knees, keeping her feet 30 cm above the floor. She put her hands on the man's shoulders, the chain linking them making an arc between their chests. Bracing on his shoulders, she pushed her butt up, the tip of her nipples brushing against his chest and swinging in front of his face. She then slid back down his penis. She moved up and down slowly a few times, looking the excitation growing in his "client's" eyes, then she began to increase her speed, while rocking her hips back and forth and slightly rotating them. All the time she kept her nipples brushing against him, pushing her perspiring, deep cleavage against his face.

It was not long before she felt the beast inside her reacting, throbbing, strengthening. The muscles in her arms were tiring as she could only count on them to move and she was sweating a lot. Suddenly he exploded inside her, filling her womb with long and hot burst of cum. She waited motionless as he emptied himself inside her. Then she delicately lifted herself out of him and knelt down by his side, her gaping sex dripping with his semen.

"This has made me thirsty! Get me something to drink!" he ordered.

Looking around, Aurelia noticed a bottle of wine and a tin goblet on a nearby table. She crawled on all fours to the table and poured some wine in the goblet. Then she went back, taking care not to spill any wine. She knelt down in front of the monk, between his knees and, keeping her head lowered, lifted her hands and presented the goblet to him.

"Here is your wine, Your Highness."

"Good, now I can continue my work. But first to handle your sinful acts." He went to a cabinet and returned with a pair of clamps, each attached to a short chain. The clamps where applied to her vaginal lips. He pulled the chains to the floor, forcing her to flex her knees a little, and each chain was tied around the corresponding toe. She couldn't raise herself any more because this would tug at her labia. Aurelia moaned as the clamps were crushing sex outer lips, forcing her to stand with her knees half-flexed. To relieve the pain, she immediately knelt down, slackening the pull.

The girl on the rack moaned as he returned his attentions to her. Her limbs had got tenser and tenser as time passed, and the next turn of the rack made her scream. Some more turns and a loud pop sounded in her shoulders, she started screaming at the top of her lungs: "Yes, I'm a witch, please stop now!"

"Good to see you are finally confessing your crimes. Of course being a witch, you must be punished." He punched a hole in the racked girl's tag.

"My work here is done, I'm gone. You!" He pointed to Aurelia. "Take care of everything here". He left the dungeon.

Aurelia had remained quiet during the torture, trying to shut off her ears, trembling as she heard the poor girl's suffering. She was horrified by the man's cruelty and by the appalling fate of the poor Z member. It looked as if she could be utterly destroyed. Her heart was clenching at the idea that she was only one hole away from that fateful level, and she also knew that once she would be there, there would be no hope of getting out. The pain in her clamped nether lips was by now throbbing, but she did not dare to touch them.

The girl on the rack was breathing heavily. Each breath seemed to bring pain to her body and she shivered each time. Her shoulders were swollen and turning a little purple, also her breasts showed several bruises, the nails of her feet and hands were bloody. She had three holes in her tag, of a total of seven punching slots. The last slot had the drawing of a skull. Her tag also bore the date she entered the Z level, about one month ago. It did not have any name on it, just a number: Z348. Anyway. She still looked fit, and apart from a few bruises, unmarked.

As the man left her alone with the Zed, she looked around, unsure about what to do. As she was standing up to consider, the weak, broken, trembling voice of the tortured girl pulled her out of her dark thoughts.

"Please..." she moaned. "Let me go... or kill me, yes, kill me".

Aurelia looked at her with pity. "I'm sorry, dear. I cannot kill. I'm sure I am not allowed to. I can probably release you though."

She slackened the ropes that were stretching the elongated girl's limbs. Then, approaching the throbbing girl, she grabbed her right arm and pushed on it, until she felt the humerus entered back into its shoulder socket. The girl screamed out loud but was immediately relieved as her arm had been healed. Aurelia did the same operation on her left arm.

Although the ropes were slack now, they were still attached to her ankles and wrists with thick leather cuffs. Her neck was locked in an incredibly thick and heavy iron collar. A rough thing that was grinding into her very flesh and bones.

"I'm sure you came here restrained. Do you know where your restraints are so that I can lock them back on you?" Aurelia asked, looking around for something to bind her prisoner.

"No..." she said.

On the side of the rack, on the floor, was an iron triangle with a ring at the top vertex. A pair of shackles were set in the two other vertexes, and another pair of smaller shackles were mid-way along the sides going from the smaller shackles to the top ring. Each side of the triangle was about one-meter long.

Aurelia looked at her suspiciously. "Are you sure? What is this for, then?" she asked, pointing at the triangular contraption.

As the girl did not respond, Aurelia understood she had tried to lie to her. She was not sure what to do about it, but for now she decided she would just restrain her with the triangular frame. She lifted and found that it was rather heavy, maybe 10 Kg. Crawling while bound to it would be very difficult, just because of its weight. She shivered at the thought. But it was not the time to be empathic. This girl was a Zed. She was doomed. There was nothing Aurelia could do to help her. But she could still help herself and avoid to be demoted to the same fate if she behaved well. This was her utmost priority now.

She put the triangular frame on the girl's chest, with the upper vertex near her collar. There was a tiny padlock in the ring there. It was open but without the key. She pulled it against a ring set into the girl's monstrous collar and locked it. The prisoner let out a sigh of despair. Then Aurelia grabbed the girl's right hand, forced it into the corresponding shackle, which, too, was auto-locking. She did the same with the left hand. Only then did she released the leather cuffs, which were buckled on her wrists. She also released the girl's feet but did not locked them to the triangle yet.

She helped the girl off the rack. Then, she chained her collar to a ring set in the wall. Once sure that the Zed was correctly restrained and unable to escape, she began to clean the torture chamber. She began by washing the goblet and trashing the almost empty bottle of wine. They she passed a wet towel on the table, and then on the rack, which was still covered with the Zed's sweat. Once satisfied with the cleanliness of the place, she turned back to her prisoner. All the while she had to walk very carefully, keeping her legs flexed so as not to yank on her clamped nether lips. Added to the heavy chain linking her ankles, this gave her a very strange gait, with the thin chains bouncing against her inner legs. Whenever she happened to forget about them, she was painfully yanked down by her private parts.

"Where are your quarters? I must get you back there. Lead me please. And don't forget you owe me respect" Aurelia said, trying to sound confident and domineering.

"To the stairs" said the girl now resigned to her fate.

Aurelia unleashed her from the wall. The girl was now standing, her feet free from any restraint but the heavy triangle hanging from her neck and wrists. The weight was forcing her to be humped forward, with the triangle bouncing against her groin.

"Show me the way!" Aurelia ordered. "And don't try any trick or I'll tell your gaoler how you lied to me..."

The girl began to walk. Aurelia opened the door of the dungeon and then followed her down the hallway.

"Not so fast! Wait for me!" Aurelia protested as the chain linking her big toes to her outer labia was preventing her to walk fast.

The girl slowed down, not wanting to anger Aurelia. At the end of the hallway was a spiral staircase, which they climbed down. This was a difficult task for Aurelia as she had to take care not to step on the chains dangling from her labia. They went down several storeys. At one point, the "witch" told "We are almost arrived."

"Wait, then. I must finish to set you up" Aurelia said. "Squat on this step!".

Aurelia locked the girl's ankles to the shackles at the lower corners of the triangle, finishing to restrain her. The "witch" was now squatting, curled around the heavy triangle.

"Alright! You can continue now" Aurelia ordered.

Crawling downstairs was now much more difficult for the poor girl. She had to progress step by step, carefully. But after two more turns of the spiral stairs they arrived to their end. There was a guard at a door at the end of the stairs. Upon seeing Aurelia, and the holes in her tag, he said, "come here, it will do you good to see what is awaiting you if you fail again".

First glimpse at the Z quarters

He led them in the Z quarters, the most sinister place Aurelia had ever seen. Screams and moans of agony were regularly echoing through the area. From the stench that reined here, it was clear this place was never cleaned at all. An ankle-deep layer of filth was covering the floor everywhere. A narrow path built from planks nailed to perpendicular logs allowed the A and B members to walk around the place without soiling their shoes. The lower-rank members had to walk in the filth. The area looked like a maze, with damp, filthy hallways in all directions. Walls and ceilings were crammed with rings, hooks or dangling chains, to which tortured bodies were sometimes hanging.

There were pits on the floor, covered with gratings, and as she passed by, Aurelia could catch glimpses of flesh from the depths of some of them. Peering through the gratings, she wondered how many poor souls were packed in these pits. There also were metal boxes, much smaller than the one she had being locked in inside the column the other day. Some of these boxes were placed near the water heating system of the mansion. Aurelia wondered what they were for. Above each pit, spherical cages were hanging from the ceiling. Although they were only one-meter in diameter, some of them were holding one or two bodies in their cramped embrace. Along the walls were locked more Zeds in various states of breath-cutting tortures. It seemed that this place was entirely devoted to pain and degradation.

After a short walk along a hallway, the girl under Aurelia's care was released from her triangle and placed against a wall, her collar chained to it. A long pole was shoved inside her vagina, pushing her back against the wall and preventing any movement.

"Ok, you may return to your place now, unless you want to stay here..." the guard said.

"Thank you, Sir" Aurelia answered, and, after a last pitiful glance at the "witch", she walked away as fast as she dared to with her foot thumbs chained to her labia, feeling the filth squeezed between her toes.

On her way back to the D zone, she passed by another area of the Z complex. It was much different from the other one. It looked more like a hospital. Everything was clean. Through the windows, she could see several nurses and doctors taking care of a badly hurt man, checking his vital signs, cleaning his wounds. From the screams that could be heard, the only thing this place lacked was anesthetics.

She hastily returned to her place. It did not look so bad to her any more. There, she was placed inside the cage in good time for the meal. She had not had the occasion to wash her hands since days and her hands were stinking and filthy. Still, there was no other way for her than to receive the oatmeal in her cupped hands as it was poured through the feeding slot at the top of her cage front wall. Disgusting as it was, the food was welcomed by her growling belly and she ate all that did not drip from her fingers.

Once done, she settled back, resting against the back of her cage, taking care not to get entangled in the toe-to-labia chains. She ruminated about her miserable life and how it could get even worse if ever she was demoted to the dreadful Z level. There she was, hungry, filthy, cramped, the lowliest female in the next-to-lowest level, forced to stay in a narrow cage with the dejection of the two mates living above her. This was not at all what she had expected when signing in the Society. Nor was it what had been advertised to her. She let out a groan of anger and frustration.

In spite of the lack of space, she managed to curl on the floor bars and drift into sleep. Her greasy hair was hanging between the bars under the cage, floating in the collector bilge. The metal rods were pressing against her skin and bones, but she was too tired to really notice it.

She was brutally awoken from her restless sleep by a yank on the chains clamped to her labia and on her hair. She blinked her eyes open, yelping, to find herself pressed against the side bars. Her neighbour was a man who sported only two holes in his tag. He was holding her by her chains and hair and she did not dare to move.

"What... What do you want?" Aurelia whispered, her heart beating fast.

"I want some release. I attended two women, and was not allowed to cum. I want you to make me cum now! Put your pussy right here against the bars so I can fuck you!" he answered. "Fail to do so and I will tell the gaoler that you are being disrespectful. I'm sure that would mean another hole in your tag, one that you cannot risk."

Aurelia sighed. She had no choice, in particular as he was pulling on her labia chain. She rolled on her back and folded her legs above her, pressing her butt against the bars. The man grabbed her hips and pulled her closer and higher before pushing his filthy prick into her sex. He sure was too full of desire, for one time was not enough and he ejaculated inside Aurelia several times. The other neighbour, also a man, had seen all the intercourse, and being also of a level above Aurelia, thought it was a good idea to pass time so he called her to the other side of the cage. As he did not want to feel the cum from the other man, which was dripping from Aurelia's sex, her ordered her to take him in her mouth. The taste was incredibly disgusting, but as he was holding her face against his crotch by her hair, she had no choice but to satisfy him. When both men had emptied their juice into her, she was allowed to curl and sleep, oozing cum from all her holes.

Day 10 - Back to the cage in the column

Later her cage was opened again, she would have no doubt to attend another client. "This time you will go back to the column" the gaoler said.

She knew the way and the proceedings, and also what awaited her for the rest of the day. What made it different this time was that her cage mat would be a man instead of a woman. He was placed on the bottom of the cage, face up, and Aurelia was made to lie on top of him. Her firm breasts were pressed against his hairy, sweaty stomach and his sex was against her face. But at least, being on top, she was not crushed under his weight. Her toe-to-labia chains had to be detached for a short time as he was pushed in the cage. Then, her legs were folded under the cage, below the man's back and her knees chained to those of the man, which had too been folded over him. This left her feet dangling under the cage, but soon any slack was removed as her big toes were once again connected to her labia, ensuring that her feet would remain pressed against the man's shoulder blades. Minor adjustments were made to their positions and finally their cage was closed. Seconds later, the cage was lifted up into the darkness.

This ordeal proved even more difficult than the first time she had been assigned to the column. Most A and B members were straight males and they preferred to abuse a woman than a man. Even the female members. The few men who enjoyed male sodomy still wanted the poor Aurelia to lubricate their dick beforehand and to wash it afterwards.

Only some women made use of the man's cock after asking Aurelia to bring it to full erection. Then they turned around and placed it inside their vaginas. Using an up and down movement until they came, rubbing their asses onto Aurelia's face in the process. Others did not turn around, but instead asked the girl to lick their clitoris while riding the man's penis.

Accordingly, most of the time the targets were her mouth, her sex and her own anus. She was frequently taken from both ends simultaneously. The man under her, was like a mattress, a sweating mattress who's task was to keep her crotch constantly clean and lubricated. But the man was not insensible either to what happened mere centimetres above his face. During the afternoon he remained fully excited most of the time, with his erect penis oozing pre-cum against Aurelia's already soiled face. In three occasions he was unable to prevent himself from spurting his semen on the poor girl's face. As there was no way for her to wipe or wash herself, her face and hair was soon in a very pitiful state. Her nether holes too were raw from constant abuse, and drooling sperm over the man's face.

It seemed to Aurelia that the end of the afternoon would never come, and when it finally did, she was completely exhausted and in deep agony. Her sex and anus were on fire and her face was itching and stinking unbearably. She was not given any chance to wash though and was directly led back to her cage for the evening meal.

Day 11 - Threesome and jealousy

The next morning came, and with that more abuses for her body, for the cage was opened, meaning more work was on the way.

"Thank you, Sir" Aurelia said while extirpating her aching body from the cramped, filthy cage. "What room asked for my services?"

"This time it's room 435" the gaoler answered. He then removed the labia-to-toe chains, making Aurelia to yelp in pain as blood rushed back in her crushed flesh.

Aurelia went to the high-end bathroom and washed herself from all the filth that had accumulated on her body during the last days. She took care of removing all unwanted hair, combed her hair carefully, perfumed herself and  applied some make-up. She was skinnier than the last time but still was quite a sight. She smiled sadly. Maybe this time she would be able to earn a stud and work forward her rehabilitation in the Society?

She passed the guard as usual and headed to the room 435 where she knocked on the door and entered upon been invited to. Upon opening the door, Aurelia saw a man and a woman on the bed. The woman glared at Aurelia. Jealousy could be read in her eyes. And jealous she could well be as Aurelia, in spite of all the predicaments she had been through lately, was strikingly more beautiful than her. This did not awed good about the morning, Aurelia thought. The man was an A and the woman a B however, and Aurelia hoped that the man would protect her against his partner.

"Good morning, Sir and my Lady. How may I service you?" Aurelia asked submissively, kneeling on the thick carpet, her knees widespread and her head lowered.

"Come on the bed with us" the man said.

They removed the bed cover, revealing their nakedness. The woman opened her legs wide, while the men stood up.

Aurelia crawled to the bed and climbed on it. She knelt between the woman's legs, staring at her gaping, glistening sex. "Milady, may I lick your pussy?" she asked.

As the woman nodded angrily, Aurelia bent over, closing her face from the wide-open crotch. The woman was smelling a sweet perfume, mixed with female musk and perspiration. Her pussy was neatly trimmed. It was gaping wide and a strong smell came out of it. A rivulet of sperm was oozing from it. Aurelia glanced at the woman's neck and noticed that her tag was already bearing four punches and two studs.

Aurelia began by licking and kissing all around the woman's crotch, tasting salty perspiration against her tongue. Gradually, she spiralled toward her pussy and clitoris. She began to nibble her pleasure-swollen labia, pulling gently on them with her lips so as to spread them and show more of her blood-gorged clitoris and ready vagina. Then her tongue circled the little bead of pleasure flesh, getting it even harder. As the woman responded with excited moans, she began to lick and suck on it.

The man watched Aurelia's ass mesmerized. He went on the bed to kneel behind Aurelia and started thrusting into her vagina. With time his thrusts became more violent.

The sudden thrust pushed Aurelia forward and her face was crushed against the moaning woman's crotch. Shaken out of her mounting orgasm, she reacted angrily by yanking hard on Aurelia's splayed hair. The poor girl was taken by surprise by the sudden pain in her scalp. Involuntarily, she clenched her teeth, right on the turgid clitoris she was sucking on. The woman let out a horrible shriek and yanked Aurelia's face from her crotch, pulling on her hair. The poor Dee's face was glistening with the B woman's juices and she was horrified by what had just happened.

"The bitch just bit me!" she screamed while putting her hands to her privates. The man also stopped, pulling out of her, his pleasure interrupted by the sudden yelling. They left Aurelia on the bed while the man went to the phone. Just less than two minutes after that, several men came to take her away to the Z area. Every hope of getting back to a better level in the society finally shattered. Aurelia was devastated. How had it all happened so fast? Now she was going to be led to the deepest misery she had ever imagined.

"I want to book her for this afternoon, to give her the welcome party to the Z level " the man told before they left.