Chapter 2
Flashing back on these memories Lars felt a tightness in his gut at the
realization that he was just at the threshold of what the next two weeks would
bring. The two black guards had escorted him through a maze of hallways and,
after stopping at the entrance for a few moments to cuff his hands behind his
back, they led him into the showroom. It was like a large circular shaped
nightclub. A series of mirrored bars were against the outer wall, interspersed
by three other sets of entry doors spaced evenly around the outer wall. A
number of men and women were perched atop bar stools drinking and chatting. The
room terraced down to make three levels. Just below the outer bar level was a
space ten feet deep with clusters of lounges, chairs and small cocktail tables.
Most of these clusters were occupied by more men and women, some elegantly
dressed and some in simple toga like robes. Waiting on these members were
attractive youths of both sexes. Each wore a sort of short wrap, red in color,
which covered from hip to mid thigh. The girls also wore skimpy red halter
tops.
At the center of the room was a circular stage about two feet below the
lounging level and 4 feet below the bar. The stage was twenty feet across and
slightly elevated from the surrounding floor. The stage floor revolved slowly,
taking two minutes for a complete circuit to give each member of the audience a
full view of the action.
As Lars entered between the guards all of the fifty or more pairs of
eyes turned toward him and the room grew silent but for soft background music.
Lars tried to keep his handsome chiseled features impassive as they stared at
his near naked body. Warm and enthusiastic applause suddenly broke out, quickly
followed by the booming voice of a PA announcer, "Ladies and gentlemen a warm
welcome for Lars, the Nordic god your Newsletter promised."
Lars was taken on a slow circuit of the bar level for the members to get
a closer inspection as the voice continued, "As most of you know from the
Newsletter we have two families vying for a single new service membership, a
first for the club and, we hope, a chance for some really special
entertainment." The voice was drowned in laughter and more applause.
"A series of contests are planned, the first to pit Lars against Al
Franco to see which one can best control his ejaculation. To make it a family
contest, Maria and 14 year old Gina Franco will arrive shortly to make Lars cum
as quickly as they can under the rules of the contest. The rules are simple.
Once the clock is started there will be a ten minute period in which Gina and
her lovely mother are free to do anything other than touching Lars. Thereafter,
only Gina may touch Lars, using only her hands and mouth on his genitals, plus
the toys provided. She will have twenty minutes to get him off, after which
Maria may join in for an additional twenty. If both fail suitable consequences
will befall them." Again there was laughter and applause. "And of course the
man who comes first will be considered a loser as well."
The stage was dimly lit. They led him to a sort of a mechanical stick
man. It was attached at the waist to a steel arm which led to a large metal
base anchored to the floor. The human shaped framework was upright with arms
that stretched to each side parallel to the floor. Leather straps dangled from
several places on the frame. The arms were attached to a narrow padded vertical
piece that had a headrest at the top. This vertical section was about three
feet long, and from the sides of its base were two complicated looking legs.
The guards backed him against the frame, quickly strapping his arms
straight out, the straps binding his wrists and muscular upper arms. A large
strap was then wrapped around his chest just below the arm pits. Pulled back
against the frame, his head touched the adjustable head rest while the vertical
piece rested above the crack of his buttocks. Straps were then wrapped around
his upper thighs, just below each knee and around each ankle, binding him
tightly to the legs which curved out beside his hips and then back beneath his
upper thighs so they bound his legs securely without obstructing full access to
his buttocks, a fact which was not lost on Lars. Being helplessly bound as the
sexual plaything of a room full of jaded rich people and knowing any protest or
refusal to follow orders for the next 14 days would be disregarded, if not
harshly punished.
Lars had been the last of the two families to learn of the contest, the
Hansen females being briefed earlier. What neither family knew was that the
entertainment committee had no intension of making it fair. The committee knew
the Franco family was already into incestuous bondage and pain as a life style
and would likely put on a superior show for a few days. They also knew that, if
properly trained and responsive, the Hansen family would be the most spontaneous
and exciting because of their relative inexperience. What really closed the
deal was the incredible sexual attractiveness of all three Hansen's.
Taking no chances, Lars had been instructed to have no sex for a week
prior to arrival. By contrast, the Franco's had been subtly encouraged to spend
the afternoon unloading Al's semen, a task Maria and Gina undertook with
enthusiasm. He came once in Maria's cunt, once in her ass, and finally down
Gina's gullet as she practiced deep throating his long thick member.
One of the committee members had asked at the strategy meeting, "If we
already know which family we want to win, why are we setting the Hansen's up to
lose the contest?"
The chairman laughed and replied, "No one is saying that the contest
winner will be selected for membership. They can't make such a claim. No, the
losers will be punished and the winners rewarded during the tryout, but the
members will vote on the basis of overall desirability when it comes to awarding
the service membership. And while the Franco's are pretty spectacular as well,
they are also a know quantity, making it probable that we will have the best of
both worlds."
Someone gave him a quizzical look and he explained with a wry smile,
"Let's say the Hansen's don't take to our way. If they lose each stage we get
to test them for their bdsm potential while having two weeks of enormous fun
with three innocents, an opportunity seldom experienced by the rank and file
membership. You've seen their files and photos, how would you feel if we treated
them gently and they still decided to pass? On the other hand, if they bear up
and turn on to our way we will know conclusively that we want them and that it
will be money well spent.
"Regardless of how the Hansen's develop, I suspect the Franco's will be
desperate to join us after two weeks of doing what we already know they love,
especially after we set it up for them to punish the Hansen's a few times. So
desperate, I suspect, that they will beg for the chance to sign on for a long
term slave contract which costs us peanuts. With luck we wind up with six new
fuck toys for the price of three." There were smiles all around the conference
table.
The straps were beginning to feel uncomfortably tight to Lars when the
entrance doors opened and a sight greeted him that made his prick jump against
the satin pouch. Maria, a miniature look alike for a young Sophia Loren,
crossed the threshold first. She wore a white girdle like garment that started
below her breasts, stretching down to constrict her waist, then flared out,
ending above the swell of her gorgeous ass cheeks in back and just above the
skimpy patch of black pubic hair. This small pelt ended at the top of her pussy
crack, doing nothing to conceal the bald inverted V of her vulva. Garters
hanging from her lacy white garment clasped the tops of white stockings. Her
shapely legs were made even more attractive by white pumps which raised her
barely 5 foot frame by another 4 inches. She, too, wore a silver studded
collar.
Where all eyes settled, however, were on her tits. They would have been
oversize on an Amazon. On Maria they looked like something added on by a sex
crazed Dr. Frankenstein intent on creating a perfect woman upon whom to inflict
the most depraved carnal abuse. Like two Horns o' Plenty they rose out and swept
upward, tapering to silver dollar size dark aureole capped with pert nipples the
size of a man's thumb from the middle joint to the end, each pointing slightly
upward, an amazing feat that suggested a firmness of tit flesh which made more
than one mouth water. The effect would have been cartoon like but for her proud
bearing and beautiful face. Instead, every man, and for that matter most women
in the room became instantly consumed with thoughts of what they wanted do to
possess her and make her moan or scream or both.
After stopping to be admired she stepped slowly into the room, a leash
in her hand attached to the silver studded black collar of the teenager behind
her. Dressed in a light blue cheerleader's vest with nothing under it, a short
matching pleated skirt, rolled down white socks and white sneakers, Gina entered
with head bowed in meek submission. Her black hair was pulled back and braided
into two girlish pigtails. A smaller and less mature version of her mother, with
narrow hips and trim waist, the swell of her vest suggested the promise of tits
well on the road toward matching her mother's.
Mother leading a reluctant and apparently frightened young virgin
daughter, Maria and Gina made a slow circuit of the bar tier before descending
to the stage. As they stepped up the spotlights slowly came up to illuminate
Lars and the area around him. He blushed again, partly over being seen with the
bulge in his thong and partly because he was hairless as a baby under the harsh
lights.
Maria pulled the reluctant Gina in front of Lars. Smiling up at him,
Maria reached out slowly and took hold on the top of his thong. With a slow but
steady pull she stripped it from his loins, his tapered cock springing free and
his heavy scrotum dropping to rest against his thighs. Limp, his penis would
have formed a gentle S curve just in front of his sack, but now it curved out
and pointed toward a spot on the floor five feet in front of him. Maria could
barely restrain her desire to take its pink translucent shaft in both hands and
to plunge the beautifully tapered head into her mouth. She thought she had
never seen such a pretty piece of man meat.
Instead, she pulled Gina forward by the leash and said sternly, "Look at
him daughter, you should feel honored to take such a wonderful cock in your
mouth, and if it were allowed, in your virgin cunt."
Her eyes still downcast, Gina whined in a high little girl voice, "Oh
no, mommy, don't make me touch that ugly thing."
"Insolent girl," Maria shouted, "For insulting Mr. Larsen you must be
punished."
Dragging the wailing girl to a saddle like device a few feet in front of
Lars she forced Gina's trembling body belly down over the saddle and quickly
tied her ankles wide apart, then went around to the front and cuffed her wrists
together. Gina tried to resist as Maria forced her hand down to attach the cuff
chain to a clamp at the base of the saddle mount. "Please, mommy, please don't
whip my bottom."
"I'm going to whip your ass till you beg to suck his cock you naughty
little snot." Maria picked up a leather strap three feet long and two inches
wide. She reached out and unsnapped Gina's pleated skirt.
"Oh no, not on my bare bottom," Gina wailed as her scantily clad mother
swiftly pulled the skirt away to reveal the swell of muscular ass cheeks framing
the crack of a hairless virgin young pussy. Lars couldn't tear his eyes from
the girl's naked slit as Gina wiggled her butt in way that made every man in the
audience twitch with desire.
Lars' body shivered with growing passion, his member swelling and rising
to point at the helpless young girl. Maria stepped to the side and wasted no
time swinging the strap across the out thrust flesh, the leather strap cracking
loudly in the now quiet showroom. "Ow, ow -no," Gina yelped and bucked against
her restraints like the good little actress she was. What she really wanted was
to beg for the next blow, knowing that it would increase the arousal which had
already begun with the excitement of knowing that she was going far beyond the
family bondage games she loved so much.
Maria's big tits swayed deliciously as pulled her arm back for the next
blow. 'Crack,' the second blow landed on the gyrating twin mounds, bringing the
first blush of pink to the bound girl's ass cheeks.
Again and again she lashed her daughter with the strap, the blows
getting harder with her own mounting lust, spurred by the sight of Lar's rising
prick and the awareness of performing with her nearly naked body for an audience
of men and women of sexual tastes which might be more jaded than her own.
"Mommy, mommy, please stop, I'll do it, I'll suck his thing."
"Tell Mr. Hansen you are sorry dear," Maria demanded as she delivered
yet another blow.
I'm sorry Mr. Hansen," Gina whined in a little girl voice, her tight
little pussy growing wet with eagerness for what lay ahead.
Maria had orchestrated the show with an eye on the clock, the end of the
ten minute period rapidly approaching as she released her daughter from the
saddle. She led Gina to stand in front of Lars, both of their eyes growing wide
at the sight of his rapier like cock. Its root as big around as a man's
forearm, it tapered out and curved upward at least a foot from his loins. Gina
was struck by the difference from her dad's penis. When her dad was hard it was
almost as long, but dad's was straight along its length and the same thickness
from root to its big mushroom shaped head, maybe about the size this man's wrist
at the mid point of the shaft. Mr. Hansen's got a lot thicker toward the base
and thinner toward the head which didn't bulge out as much as her dad's. She
was also intrigued by the fact that her dad's was brown and hairy while the
penis in front of her looked like a sculpture of light pink marble, its hairless
perfection marred only by the bulge of blue veins along the shaft.
Maria raised one hand and there was a soft whir of electric motors. A
look of surprise came into Lars' eyes as his body began slowly moving like a
windmill. The frame lifted his feet off the floor and then it drew his lower
legs backward to a ninety degree angle with his thighs. Next his whole body
began to rotate till his head was closest to the floor and his legs in the air.
Like this his cock stretched down his belly several inches past his navel. The
last adjustments spread his thighs wide apart, brought he headrest forward so
Lars was looking straight up, and finally the whole thing tilted back slowly
leaving him laid back at an angle.
The design became clear when Maria pushed Gina forward. The only choice
Gina had was to step over the man's arms with her legs bent crab like to fit
around his chest, spreading her naked crotch directly above Lars face.
His eyes glued to the glistening pink labia a foot above his face, Lars
whole body quivered with forbidden excitement as he felt a small soft hand grasp
just below his cock head. "Oh god," he thought, "I want to come in her sweet
little mouth." Lars stared up into Gina's bald crotch, fascinated at the way
the pink bud of her anus seemed to clench rhythmically as Gina put her other
hand further down the shaft and began to jack him off. Lars moaned with
pleasure as two fists worked back and forth, rippling the smooth skin expertly.
"Suck him, suck him good," Maria ordered, delivering a sharp blow of the
strap to Gina's ass cheeks. Gina's hips jerked forward, her naked pubic mound
slapping against Lars' chest. Gina's wet lips engulfed the turgid cock head
tentatively. "Deeper, take him into your throat, I'm going to keep whipping
till you make him shoot." Lars felt his scrotum contract in lust at the
prospect of watching the strap abusing the tight young butt just inches above
his eyes.
Gina's cunt began to cream with anticipation as she impaled the cock
shaft deeper into her throat with each thrust of her head. Again the strap
landed and with the second blow she rotated her hips trying to grind her
swelling clit against Lar's chest. Holding his prick down his belly with one
hand she massaged his scrotum with the other hand as she lapped her tongue
eagerly up and down the back of his smooth curving meat.
By the time Gina took him back into her mouth her cunt juice was
dripping down Lar's naked chest. With the skill learned from her parents she
opened her throat and impaled herself on him, his cock sliding deeper and
deeper, its swelling girth stretched the young girl's jaws till they would open
no further. Gina loved the way his man tool fit like a glove, curving past her
lips, over her wreathing tongue, the head lodging deep in her gullet. She moved
her hand from his cock, moving it to his sack to join her other hand. Clasping
the base of his scrotum with both hands she squeezed, making his balls protrude
into a tight pink balloon above her fingers. Lars moaned as the girl used her
grip for leverage to push her head back till the prick head was between her
lips, took a quick gasping breath, then pulled eight inches back down her
throat.
Lars felt the root of his cock begin a spasm that always signaled
impending orgasm, and for a long moment he closed his eyes to shut out the sight
of Gina's lovely mons wreathing and dripping above him, wondering how much
longer he could hold out after being so long denied sexual release by the
instructions of the recruiter. His hips betrayed his head, thrusting forward in
cooperation with the girl's hands to bury his straining sword even deeper into
her throat. "Ug," he gasped, the next tingling spasm radiating into the
stretched skin of his scrotum and out over the bottom of his shaft.
'Whap-whap-whap' in rhythmic cadence Maria lashed the girl's quivering
ass cheeks like a demonic jockey, encouraging the nubile young body to flex and
plunge on the captive throbbing cock faster and faster and deeper and deeper.
Gina was so lost in her own approaching climax that she nearly missed the
telltale contractions that signaled Lars approaching orgasm. Reluctantly she
pulled off him, finally realizing how close he must be.
Stepping away and moving to his side, she again gripped the rock hard
shaft with both hands, jacking him off as fast as she could. 'Uh, uh, uh,' Lars
moaned, his hips thrusting, his usual iron control melted by images of forbidden
things he would like to do to the hot little teenage body beside him. With a
last wreathing contortion of muscle from neck to toes the first jet of hot semen
gushed down the curving length of his urethra, splashing a sticky trail on the
stage floor. Gina instantly pulled her hands away to the applause of the
audience. Lars groaned his disappointment as his hips wreathed and his cock
jerked, diminishing streams of cum landing on his face, neck and upper chest.
