Survival - By Thunder
Chapter Six
The weeks passed, as did the months. Day in and day out, the same
routine. Morning breakfast with Megan, bathing, orgasms, massage,
orgasms, rest and then Vicky's nightly performance. Vicky was
always proud of her body but the months of physical activity and
the high protein diet had changed her. Her body was now more hard
and sculpted than she had ever been. When together, it was now
even more difficult to tell who was the mother and who was the
daughter. Only the refined experience and persona of Vicky's 45
years gave her age away. Even Megan had changed over the months
with a more mature looking body. Her breasts were now almost as
large as Vicky's, her young body just as hard and sculpted. The
two women would be a show stopper for sure. Mistress Kim was very
pleased at how things had worked out with her purchase of these
fine sex slaves. It was almost time to double her income with
Megan being added to the fray each evening. She was already
counting the hundreds of thousands of dollars she would bankroll.
The morning of Megan's 18th birthday, there were flowers at the
breakfast table just for her. There was also a box wrapped in
festive bows and ribbons. When Megan opened the box, she found a
new collar made of highly polished metal. Megan's name was
engraved across the front. Mistress Kim unlocked Megan's old
collar and locked on the new one. As the lock snapped shut, Vicky
seethed in her seat knowing in her heart, someday, she would kill
Mistress Kim.
After breakfast, they were led to the bath and massage. Even
though the events were so routine by now, Vicky thought she noticed
how much more attention was being given to Megan's crotch. The two
attendants were in rare form today, working Megan into one orgasmic
frenzy after another. Vicky also wondered how much of an effect
all this had on Megan. After all, she was told what would happen
on her 18th birthday and here it was. Today was the day she would
loose her virginity. The anticipation had to have been building
for months. Instead of the attendants causing such a reaction,
Vicky wondered if it was all coming from Megan?
They lounged and chatted in their quarters and Vicky could tell
Megan was on edge. Both women avoided the obvious until Vicky was
taken to her room to rest as was the usual routine. Vicky turned
at looked at Megan and with a cracking voice, "I love you baby".
As it came time for her performance, the guard came in to get
Vicky. Sure enough, there was Megan being led by her chain. The
two women were led down the corridor, quiet, not really looking at
each other. They approached the little room at the edge of the
stage that Vicky was so familiar with. Mistress Kim was standing
there, next to a nude woman holding a tray with Champaign glasses.
At her insistence, Vicky and Megan drank a toast to Megan's
"birthday party".
As they were brought on stage, Vicky saw a second hoist had been
added. Vicky and Megan were cuffed in front and then arms hoisted
over head. Spreader bars were attached to their ankles. The bar
stretched their legs so far apart they had to lean into the pull of
the hoist cable to keep their balance. The outrageous high heels
made it that much more difficult to not open their legs wider
still.
Mistress Kim came up to Vicky, stroked her clit and then inserted
the ear piece in her ear. She had not used the ear piece for quite
a while and this disturbed Vicky. She walked over and patted
Megan's pussy and twisted the poor girl's nipple rings while
looking at Vicky with an evil look.
The curtain parted and the crowd howled at the sight of the two
almost identical women. So obscenely spread, their breasts hanging
and swaying as they tried to adjust to being stretched by the bar
and the hoist cable. Mistress Kim pranced on stage and danced
around waving her arm to incite the crowd. As she passed behind
Vicky and Megan she gave them each a swat on the ass and reached up
from behind and jiggled their breasts at the crowd. She clapped
her hands together and four naked women in heels came racing out on
stage. In pairs they kneeled facing each other between the spread
legs of the suspended women. At Mistress Kim's command, the
kneeling women attacked Vicky and Megan's clit and ass hole with
their darting and twirling tongues. Megan's knees buckled and she
just hung from her wrists, moaning loudly. Vicky was more used to
this treatment and just endured.
Vicky's attention was snapped to focus at the roar of the crowd.
The horrible "doctor" in his white coat was being wheeled out on
stage standing on the platform used for the nipple piercing.
Behind him were the two black studs, tied to the platform as they
had been before when Vicky was ravaged by their huge cocks. Brining
up the rear was the ugly thug that Vicky had nightmares about.
Vicky went stiff as a steel rod, straining every muscle in her
body. The ear piece crackled and the evil bitch hissed in her
ear. "You no like party" Mistress Kim said. Vicky twisted and
fought the bonds. The ear piece giggled in her ear. "You no worry
my pretty, this for show, they not get kitten's cherry, I have
other plans".
Vicky stopped struggling and listened. Mistress Kim asked through
the ear piece, not expecting an answer. "You like Champagne?"
"Taste good?". "It have surprise for you two". Vicky stood stone
still as the evil bitch told her through the ear piece the drink
had been spiked. The chemical was a watered down solution cattle
breeders use to get the cow in the mood to mate with the bulls.
The chemical they had been given would cause tiny blisters to form
on their vaginal walls. The blisters would itch like crazy and the
only way to get relief was to break them with friction. Once the
blisters broke, the sensation was immediate relief.
Even as Vicky was hearing this, she could tell it was true because
of the sensation deep in her pussy. She fought the thoughts and
was curious about the last thing the ear piece said. "No man for
kitten, you will know what to do in a little while".
At that, the ear piece went quiet leaving Vicky to ponder what the
last comment meant. Mistress Kim came prancing back on stage
screaming in her high shrill voice over the PA system. The crowd
was overly active and Vicky was getting concerned. Mistress Kim
stood by the "doctor" and raised her hands. The crowd roared. She
then went to the thug and the crowd roared but not as loud. When
she stopped at the pair of black studs, the crowd went wild.
At that moment, four more naked women in heels came scampering out
on stage and replaced the four previous tongues with fresh,
energetic, darting and twirling torment. Vicky was realizing now
that the evil bitch has spoken true. The sensation of having her
clit and ass hole tongued with new vigor was mixed with a sensation
of needing to scratch the inside of her pussy lips. Each time the
woman at her clit would slide her tongue between them, her lips
ached for more. Vicky glanced at Megan and saw Megan looking back
with a wildness in her eyes that she had never seen before. Megan
was humping and rotating her hips trying to get the woman's tongue
up her. Vicky knew they were in trouble.
The crowd moaned in disgust at something Mistress Kim said. The
platforms and the thug were taken off stage leaving Vicky and Megan
and the four tongues. Mistress Kim was jabbering on the PA again
and this time, the crowd went wild. From a bag, Mistress Kim held
up two very large pink dildos. The kind that had rubber spikes all
around the head of the thing. Vicky went wild, thrashing and
fighting her bonds. The tongues just went with the flow and never
lost contact. Vicky was fighting in anger and wanted the tongues
off, now. Mistress Kim reached in the bag again and pulled out
what looked like a giant timer. She set the timer for 15 minutes,
hit the plunger and set it on the floor facing the crowd. She
waved to the crowd and started walking off the stage.
The crowd hushed to a low murmur and Vicky was struck with the
little animal noises coming from Megan. The look in her daughter's
eyes told Vicky there was a deep need boiling inside. A scurry
sound made her look and she saw four new tongues, eager to take the
place of the ones that were growing tired. The new tongues knelt
and were busy immediately. Vicky felt something new. The women
were sliding something very smooth across the opening of her
pussy. Not enough to give any relief at all from the growing
urgency to scratch the itch that was about to consume her. It
almost intensified how badly she needed relief from the torment.
It was like having ants or something moving on your skin only this
was deep inside and it made her feel like she could squat fuck a
dry wooden pole.
The ear piece hissed and the evil bitch spat "you like another
drink". Vicky's eyes rolled back in her head with anger showing
nothing but the whites of her eyes. Her sculpted body was strained
to the max against her restraints. The maddening tongues were
driving her insane along with the itching. She glanced at Megan
and poor Megan was hanging limp with her mouth open. Megan was
just groaning and every once in a while a shudder would course
through her body and make her breasts swing.
The crowd came to life again and started to chant. Vicky knew it
had to be some damn count down. At the end, they screamed and
Mistress Kim came prancing on stage holding the dildos. Vicky felt
her arms dropping and the tongues at her feet were undoing her
ankles. Vicky reached for her crotch and started trying to stick
her fingers up herself to relieve the itch. Try as she might, she
could not reach where she needed it the most. She screamed a long
stream of profanity at Mistress Kim only to see the little bitch
laughing and taunting her with the dildos. At each step toward the
dildos, Mistress Kim would dodge away. In the outrageous heels,
Vicky was no match. With nothing to distract from the itch now, it
was growing worse by the second. Megan was jerking like she was in
convulsions. Frantic, Vicky lunged and caught Mistress Kim by the
ankle.
Mistress Kim dropped a dildo on Vicky's belly and laughed. As
Vicky was cramming the dildo up her aching pussy, she felt the
second dildo hit her belly. With the one already deep inside her
own pussy, Vicky stood on shaky legs and hobbled to Megan holding
the other dildo. She knelt at Megan's side and started to push the
dildo up her virgin hole. Megan was fighting to swallow the dildo
as fast as her pussy could take it. She was straining against the
hoist cable trying to sink deeper on the wonderful feeling. Vicky
was trying to be gentle and not hurt her daughter and at the same
time, relieve her own needs. Megan needed that rubber cock up her
so bad she would have impaled herself if she could. As the dildo
broke the membrane keeping her virginity, she didn't notice. All
she felt was the liquid flow of relief soothing through her aching
pussy.
The crowd was wild and out of control watching Vicky fucking
herself in a furious twisting motion. She was now doing the same
to the helpless young woman that had just lost her cherry by her
mother's hand. The dildo felt so damn good, Vicky could only think
of the wonderful relief at the moment.
Vicky had her eyes closed when she was grabbed and her hands cuffed
behind her. The dildo remained in Megan's pussy because of the
rude interruption but slid out and fell on the floor. One of the
guards grabbed the one that was still up Vicky and yanked it out
and slung it across the stage. Megan was lowered and cuffed the
same way and her ankles released. The two women were forced to
stand facing each other and small padlocks were placed through each
nipple ring of each woman. This effective locked them together,
nipple to nipple. Megan was still dry humping the air needing more
relief than the brief gentle fucking Vicky had just provided.
Vicky could still feel the effects of the chemical deep in her own
pussy so she knew Megan was still in trouble. As Megan would
fidget and squirm, it only pulled and tugged at Vicky's nipple
rings so it forced both women's breasts to wiggle and pull on each
other.
The guards blindfolded Vicky and she sucked in her breath for fear
of what was next. She could feel the nipple rings tug as Megan
tried to fight the blindfold. Vicky just leaned into Megan and
tried to sooth her fear. "It's ok baby, just go with it. It will
be over soon".
Both women were standing there, still in dire need of the dildo
that had only just started to give them relief. The ear piece
crackled and the voice said, "You want crowd to help"? and then the
most evil laugh she had ever heard came into her ear. Vicky
screamed at the top of her lungs because she then knew what was
about to happen.
As the word "NOOOOO"! escaped her lips, Vicky felt her and Megan
being lifted off the stage and into the waiting hands of the
hundreds in the crowd. She could feel Megan being jostled and
pulled away but the locks connecting their nipple rings held them
fast together. Her nipples were being pulled so hard she was in
fear of having the ring ripped out. The nipple rings lost their
importance when she realized the feeling between her legs was
relieving the itch. She spread her legs wider for the horrible men
to get better and deeper access. She could not believe what she
was doing. She heard Megan yelping and moaning with each new
thrust she must be experiencing as well. Vicky was sure the men
using Megan were providing the same relief. Blindfolded however,
Vicky could not see what was going on and that brought back the
fear.
For what seemed like hours, the two women were groped and fingered
and probed by every hand in the place. They were finally lifted
back on stage and their hands uncuffed and reattached so that each
woman had to hug the other one. As Vicky stood there hugging
Megan, she could hear and feel her daughter crying softly. She
leaned close to Megan's ear and whispered. "Someday, I'll kill
that bitch and get us out of here". Megan just sobbed softly into
the blindfold.
Vicky became aware of the sensation about the same time Megan did.
The incredible itch was still there. Way deep where the probing
fingers had not be able to reach. The ear piece laughed in her ear
and shocked Vicky to reality. "You help each other now" the voice
said. Vicky felt something touch her hands and realized she was
being offered the spiked dildo. She seized the damn thing and held
on to it. Then she realized, she could not use it on herself in
the position she was cuffed. She had relief just inches away from
her needful pussy but there was no way to help herself. Then it
hit her. She gripped the dildo at it's base and lowered it down
and started sliding it into Megan from behind. Megan squatted and
spread her legs and Vicky brought the dildo up hard so it wouldn't
slip out of her grip. Megan moaned and ground her hips back into
the evil thing. Vicky held onto it with both hands and helped
Megan ride it.
Megan felt something touch her hands and realized she had hold of a
dildo as well. She whimpered, "Mom, I have one too, is it OK".
The word "YEESSsssss" escaped Vicky's lips like a steam pipe. She
squatted and spread her legs and Megan lowered the relief giving
dildo. As it got close to Vicky, she said "Hold it tight baby" and
thrust her hips back into it, sinking it's length in one movement.
The crowd howled at the sight of the two women, humping the dildos
each held for the other. Vicky and Megan had lost all modesty and
were humping and panting and squirming on the dildos like their
life depended on it. At that moment, they both thought it did
unless they could relieve the itch.
As the two women were humping and panting, Vicky could hear the
curtain being closed and the crowd mumbling on the other side. The
women were released and taken to the bath area where they were
given warm, salt water, douches. The itch was gone almost
instantly. The only sensation was the mild sting from the raw
tissue left by the abuse of the hundreds of fingers and the
chemical. They were taken to their quarters and both chained to
their beds. Vicky lay there, her brain filled with evil thoughts
directed to Mistress Kim. Megan was fast asleep almost as soon as
her head his the pillow.
