Chapter 8
After a relaxed morning the two families were brought together for a
briefing late in the afternoon. Dressed casually, they lounged on comfortable
furniture as a good looking man of about thirty walked in and took a chair
facing the six of them, noting that the families had not been interacting when
he came in.
"My name is Dan," he began. "The committee decided on this briefing
because of certain aspects of last night's show. Let's start with the biggest
problem, the girls. The reason we have a record number of members here for the
next few days is the attraction of offering two pretty young virgins for the
auction block. Even for these people it is a rare treat to participate in the
sexual initiation of a single young girl, let alone two.
"Now a hymen is just a piece of skin, not very exciting in itself. What
makes a virgin exciting to these folks is the innocents they expect of a virgin.
You, Gina, do not project the image of a reluctant little girl. And you, Kim,
you started off with promise, but the first time somebody touched you, walla,
instant cum slut. Don't misunderstand, at some point we expect you to convert
to our ways, but the fun is in breaking you, breaking you hard and slow, not in
thirty seconds.
"The fantasy here, folks, is that you are two kidnaped families being
forced to do evil things to each other to try and protect your innocent
daughters. And none of you did much of a job to foster that illusion last
night. Tonight we expect a more convincing performance, and we have set up the
show to help you all in being more convincing.
"Remember your roles, for we will be paying close attention and grading
each of you. It is most definitely in your best interest to convince tonight's
ticket holders that you are performing against your will."
Gina and Kim were first to go to the showroom. Each wore a frilly
little girl dress, frilly folded down socks and flat heeled shoes with straps
over the instep. The whole outfit was pink.. In each case the dress was so
short that the girl's naked genitals were barely concealed. What really made
each outfit grotesquely sexy was the lace trimmed holes through which each
girl's breasts were squeezed, leaving both sets of impressive tits exposed from
base to nipple. The costume people had considered trying to strap their tits
down to emphasize the little girl theme, but both were just too well endowed.
The effect was a little freaky, but very erotic in contrasting their childish
figures and faces with deliciously usable tits.
Both girls had red ball gags strapped in place on their pig tailed heads
as they were led into the near empty room. A few service people were setting up
for the crowd and gave little overt attention to the little entourage. Each
girl had two female guards leading the way. Most of the bar stools had backs,
but in one place there were two small round stools spaced a few feet apart. The
girls were led to these and lifted up to perch atop the padded seats facing out.
The guards leaned each girl back and stretched their arms straight out atop the
bar's edge. Straps were lashed to their upper arms and wrists, holding them
laid backward. Their legs were then spread and pulled back to cuffs attached to
the recessed panel under the bar, forcing each girl into a C shape with their
hairless slits spread open and exposed toward the stage, each delightfully
framed by the frilly hem of her little girl dress.
Kim and Gina looked at each other, both embarrassed by the ridiculous
way they were dressed. Neither had worn anything so childish in years. The
first members started to arrive. Procuring drinks, two couples approached the
bound girls. At first they just looked, one of the women starting their
inspection by saying, "My what pretty little girls. Too bad their growing so
fast on top."
The man beside her chuckled and said, "I could always close my eyes
while I fucked these two. Then again, I could use these tits as handles to help
me get it all the way in." He emphasized his point by reaching out to grab one
of Kim's thrusting tits in each hand and giving them a hard pull while he thrust
forward with his hips to simulate a fucking motion. Kim squealed around her gag
and tried to pull away as the four of them laughed.
The next hour was a humiliating sequence of lewd comments, fondled
breasts, pinched nipples and fingers confirming that the girls were still
virgin. Both girls squirmed, whined into their gags and turned their heads to
act as virginal as they could manage, remembering the earlier lecture.
Finally show time arrived. Few empty seats or couches remained. Most
of the audience members dressed in either loose casual clothes or easily
discarded toga like garments.
The lights dimmed, with the exception of two strong spot lights bathing
the girls and drawing the attention of the audience. A few seconds later spot
lights illuminated entry doors at opposite sides of the room. Karen stood in
one doorway and Maria in the other, arms at their sides and heads bowed
submissively. Each wore a glittering robe which nearly touched the floor.
Karen's was gold and Maria's silver. Leather cuffs with silver rings attached
were fastened to their wrists, and as Maria began walking toward the girls the
filmy hem of her robe lifted to reveal similar cuffs and rings on her ankles.
Her feet were bare.
Karen remained in the doorway as Maria came in front of Gina. She knelt
on one knee and leaned forward, reverently kissing her daughter's vaginal pussy
lips. Standing again, she turned and in a voice heard by all in the hushed
room she declared, "I present for your pleasure my virgin daughter, and I swear
that I will not beg you to take her virginity." With that she walked down the
descending isle and mounted the stage.
Karen then repeated the ritual with Kim, kissing her genitals and
turning to repeat the same offer and pledge. When both women stood on the stage
the spotlights returned to the doors, leaving the two mothers in darkness.
Al stood in his doorway a moment, giving everyone a look at his body.
He wore only tight black leather pants and motorcycle boots. The pants had a
round opening at the crotch, through which his cock and balls protruded. The
opening in the leather had a drawstring which had been cinched tight around the
base of his genitals, forcing them out and up as though presented on a platter.
As he walked both cock and scrotum were clearly visible from the side as well as
his front, and he relished the way his massive equipment was being displayed for
the members appreciation.
He approached Kim. Reaching out and squeezing one of her breasts with
each hand, he looked into her pain filled eyes and loudly proclaimed, "I swear
that before I am finished with your mother she will beg for your virginity to be
taken brutally and without mercy."
The menace in his voice and the pain in her tits brought real tears to
Kim's eyes and a sob from her throat. She continued to whimper as he left her
and headed for the stage, his prick noticeably thicker as it lay against his
distended scrotal sack.
Lars was dressed the same, though his pure white skin and
hairless,translucent pink genitals, presented quite a different picture for the
crowd. As he strove to repeat Al's performance on Gina it was clear to many
that he did so with less enthusiasm.
Once both couples were on stage the curtain dropped and the announcer
came on, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have the rarest of treats for your enjoyment
tonight. Two, not one, but two virgins will be losing their cherries tonight.
Ah, but how will it be done, that is the question. Once again it will be a
contest between our two families. Mr. Hansen's task will be to make Mrs. Franco
beg to have her daughter despoiled, knowing that if she does, the deflowering
will be unmerciful and savage. Their spouses have the same understanding for
the Hansen's daughter. If either mother begs the contest ends and the real fun
begins.
"To add a little spice to the contest, if either mother can see the
contest to the finish without screaming, then her daughter will be allowed to
choose the manner in which her cherry is taken. We will even let mother and
daughter confer and collaborate in the matter. Moans, whimpers and such will be
allowed, but a plea for mercy or loud screams will assure that even the winner's
daughter will be treated harshly. If neither mother screams or begs for her
daughter's downfall, we will take out our disappointment on the two fathers, for
what kind of a man can't make any woman scream with the proper tools? If one of
the men fails to at least draw a scream, then he shall also suffer for our
entertainment.
"The rules are simple. The men will whip each other's wife, alternating
strokes. Twenty on the rear, target of choice, twenty on the front, target of
choice, and twenty between the legs, target of choice. Between each set will be
a repositioning break, during which each man is free to treat his victim as he
wishes with any of the toys provided for five minutes. The only restriction is
no permanent injury. If the skin is broken badly enough that in the referee's
judgment permanent scarring will occur, the contest is over and dire
consequences will befall the perpetrator. The men have their choice of
instruments."
The curtain raised and light flooded the stage, the whole round floor
rotating slowly. In the middle of the stage was a partitioning curtain which
shielded each side from being seen from the other. Standing at ease with backs
against the curtains were two uniformed black guards on either side. In front
of them half way to the edge of the stage were identical saddles with straps
and other sinister accessories.
On one side of the stage Karen stood submissively in front of her saddle
while Maria mirrored her on the other. Lars stood to Maria's side and Al stood
a few feet from Karen. The girls were escorted to the stage and forced to kneel
at the edge of the platform facing her own mother. Below each girl was a wooden
wedge about 6 inches high and covered with bristles like a tooth brush. Their
wrists were cuffed and bolted behind them to the floor forcing their legs far
apart and planting their bare crotches against the crest of the triangle between
their calves.
"Disrobe the ladies," the announcer intoned.
Lars and Al stepped to Maria and Karen. The women offered no resistance
as the men dropped their robes from their shoulders to gather at their feet,
leaving then breathtakingly naked under bright stage lights.
The next move was to prepare the mothers for their first twenty lashes.
This time the guards stepped forward and quickly took the women in hand. Each
was bound with forearms interlocking behind their back, each wrist to opposite
elbow. One guard gathered their hair into a pony tail while the other cinched a
cord around it, then pulled the cord down, tying it off around their forearms
and drawing the cord tight to force each woman to look straight up with their
chest thrust forward. Appreciative whistles and applause came from the audience
at the provocative sight.
The guards next moved each woman in front of her saddle and secured
their ankle cuffs to the floor with legs spread. Each woman was pulled forward
till their belly rested on the saddle, exposing their gorgeous asses very
attractively a few feet from the eyes of their daughters. Wide straps were
buckled across the small of their backs, then the cords from their hair to
forearms were repositioned to run from pony tail to the strap across their back,
making sure that they would be forced to keep their head up. The only way then
available to take pressure off their contorted necks and painfully abused scalps
would be to back up, a move sure to delight the observers by bringing their
asses to the whip. Each woman was left with enough freedom of movement to
wiggle from side to side and slide forward and back a few inches, while not
being able to stand up, nor to move their feet more than an inch or two.
"Select you instruments, gentlemen. Mr. Hansen, you will administer the
odd numbers and Mr. Franco the even. You will be given 3 minutes to prepare
your victim as you choose before I begin the count."
Lars went to the rack of bewildering whips, clamps, dildos and other
items in front of his side of the curtain. He had so little experience wielding
a whip that he decided he'd better avoid the possibility of serious injury by
selecting one that looked to have 6 or so three foot tails, each so thin and
light that he was sure no serious harm would be done. Once selected, he walked
over and fondled Maria's voluptuous buttocks, then finished the allowed time by
rubbing her bald pussy with his fingers, making her moan softly and pull back
against his hand.
Al had utilized his three minutes differently. His first move was to
select and toss before Karen a leather belt about three feet long by three
inches wide. She looked down at it and shuttered. Her attention quickly
returned to Al, however, when she saw him select a pair of saw tooth clamps with
chains attached which ended in round lead weights. He grinned menacingly as he
knelt beside her and reached to grab her right nipple and aureole, pulling and
twisting until the cherry red flesh was hard and protruding. He held her tit
flesh in one hand, squeezing the bell shaped tip and wrenching the breast toward
him for easier attachment of the clamp, which he installed at the base of the
aureole. Tightening the serrated jaws until the dark cone bulged between them,
he let go of her breast. She stifled a cry of pain as her breast bounced down,
elongating well below the other one and swaying back and forth to follow the
movement of the one pound weight at the end of the chain.
When he had finished adorning her left tit in the same fashion he amused
himself until the announcement came to prepare for whipping by standing above
Karen's head and pushing down sharply on her shoulders. The initial pain this
caused started with an immediate pulling of her hair, followed by a stretching
of her neck. A moment later as he let go to allow her torso to rebound upward,
as, the weights clamped on her tits would just be hitting bottom, the result
being that her tits stretched several inches into obscene looking cones before
weights, chains and nipples rebounded upward, then bounced and swayed a few
seconds before coming to rest.
Karen was biting her lip and thinking, "If this is how he is going to
start, what in god's name have I gotten into. God I wish he would play with my
cunt to make this bearable."
For his part Al was thinking, "What a fucking deal I've gotten into. No
bullshit about safe words. No need to stimulate her cunt or clit to get her to
turn on to the pain. My orders are to make her scream and beg, not to help her
get off. For the first time the whole purpose is to show these people how much
pure pain I can inflict on this stuck up bitch."
"One," the loud voice intoned. "Whap," came the sound of Lar's cat
striking Maria's undulating ass cheek. Several moments passed as Lars returned
the whip to dangle by his side.
"Two." "Craaaak," came the vicious sound of hard leather against soft
pliant skin, followed by a muffled cry as Karen choked off the scream that
wanted to emerge from her contorted mouth.
Kim rocked back and forth at the sight of the bright strip of red
appearing across her mother's right ass cheek as Karen's whole body lurched
forward, pulling her head back and setting the weights attached to her nipples
in motion. Al noted with satisfaction that her tits would stay in painful
motion long after the immediate pain in her ass subsided.
As the second blow slapped across Maria's ass she was thinking, "Jesus,
fella, at this rate you won't even give me a good cum. If so much wasn't at
stake I'd beg you to get a real whip and lay it into me."
For her part, Gina was wondering why Mr. Hansen was going so easy on her
mom. Not that she was unhappy about it since the idea of getting to choose how
she would lose her cheery was exciting to her.
By the end of twenty blows Karen's ass was bright red with stinging
welts and she was sweating like a pig and shivering from the effort to keep from
screaming. On the other side of the stage Maria luxuriated in the warmth coming
from the pink skin of her buttocks, her pussy wet with eagerness for the next
set of whip strokes on her tits.
Al quickly removed the nipple clamps as the guards moved in to release
Karen. She grimaced as blood flowed back into her tit tips, making them throb
painfully. Both women were turned around. Their saddles were raised a bit as
their hands and arms were pulled up and over the saddle behind them. Attaching
their wrists to a horizontal bar on the other side, a winch then drew their arms
backward until their upper backs were forced up on to the sloping edge of the
saddle. As their backs arched against the curving leather surface two
magnificent pair of breasts rose to thrust out and up.
Many in the audience thought they might never again see such an erotic
scene. Clothes were coming off and movement suggestive of sexual activity began
to occur in several places.
The repositioning ended with shackling the women's feet to the floor,
spread wide and pulled back under the saddles. The height of each saddle was
adjusted a last time to stretch each woman taut, their ribs and breasts far
ahead of their arms and lower bodies like ski jumpers in flight. The spot
lights now drew all attention to their fleshy mounds as the men moved in for
their five freestyle minutes.
Again, two completely different scenes unfolded. Lars kept the same
whip and used his time to bring Maria to the brink of orgasm by fondling her
mammoth jugs, licking, sucking and nibbling on each nipple till she moaned with
desire.
On the other side Al was enjoying the wide eyed look of terror on
Karen's face as he slid round metal clamps around the base of each breast, then
tightened them, going from side to side, until each breast ballooned out
obscenely like two gourds growing from thick stems attached to her rib cage.
When her tit flesh began to change color and the underlying veins were
clearly visible beneath the painfully stretched skin he stood back and slapped
her right breast with his right hand. Karen quivered with pain as she watched
her distorted breast bounce against its mate, rebounding like a punching bag to
wobble back and forth before coming to rest. He slapped her left tit with his
left hand with the same result, remarking to her in a soft voice, "Now that we
have these udders pumped up just right your going to really get a kick out of
what a riding crop will make them do."
Kim had the same wide eyed look as her mother, but at the same time she
couldn't deny the stirring in her loins as her clit reached down to nuzzle its
tip against the bristled wedge beneath her. In her arousal a growing voice
within her yearned to be the one being abused for the entertainment of the
people behind her in the showroom. She remembered the crashing climax of the
previous night and some instinct whispered that more pain, more humiliation,
would give her even better cums. The one thing she knew was she wanted more of
that mind candy.
The first lash of the cat on Maria's breast started her first gentle
climax, followed in dreamy sequence by several more as the thongs caressed her
swaying tit flesh.
On the other side Karen was thrashing about in agony, unable to take her
eyes from the sight of her beautiful breasts, their perfect symmetry now
grotesquely stretched and distorted by the metal bands as Al struck blow after
vicious blow against their sides, tops and bottoms. With each blow of the
leather covered crop the tightly bound gourds would bounce and quiver as angry
red welts marked the spot of contact. Her teeth chattered and sweat poured down
her body as she fought to keep from screaming.
When fifteen strokes had passed, Al took careful aim and brought the
next blow directly against her left nipple, striking so hard that her breast
flattened like a sick pumpkin before springing back. A piercing scream filled
the air as she bellowed her agony and defeat.
The audience roared and began to clap their approval as a thin trickle
of blood oozed from the tip of her nipple. As Karen's scream subsided she
looked down to see her wounded nipple and her courage fled. "No, no, please, no
more," she gasped, Let me suck you, fuck me anywhere, let me eat your ass, I'll
do anything."
"That's not what I want to hear," Al replied icily. "What I want to
hear is you begging to have your little girl raped and raped brutally."
Karen sobbed and blubbered, "Oh please, I beg you."
"Splat," the crop struck her right nipple, bringing another agonizing
howl. "Hold out bitch, hold out till I can enjoy spreading that tight cunt of
yours and bringing this thing down right on your clit."
As he waited for the count for his next blow, Karen regained her
defeated senses enough to look into the eyes of her daughter. While she saw
fear there, she also saw something else. After a moment her imploring look was
answered by a solemn nod of Kim's head.
With a sob of gratitude Karen blurted, "Yes, yes, rape her, beat her.
Take my daughter's cherry in any way that will give you pleasure. I beg you."
Al sneered and spat, "Cowardly bitch, if it was my call I'd finish with
you anyway."
Catcalls and boos of disappointment washed over the audience, but the
announcer brought order by saying, "The contest is finished. We know you are
disappointed by the early ending of the performance. Trust the committee, Mrs.
Hansen will pay for betraying her daughter and disappointing us with her lack of
fortitude. Mr. Hansen will likewise need to be shown that we were not
interested in how many times he could get Mrs. Franco to orgasm. Perhaps if he
gets to scream a little he will understand our instructions. As for now, we'll
take a break and then get on with the virgins, starting with little Miss Franco.
Bring the little girl a mike and let's see how she wants to lose her cherry."
In moments Gina was standing beside a man holding a wireless microphone.
Looking down shyly she mumbled in a tiny high pitched voice, "I want my daddy to
do it to me."
"Little darlin," the announcer chuckled, "don't you think his thing is
kind of big for your first time?"
A voice from the audience shouted amid laughter from all sides, "She
made her choice, let her learn for herself."
Gina looked around with innocent doe eyes and said, "My daddy will be
nice to me, he would never hurt me." With that put a pout on her face. She
knew better than to believe her dad would take it easy on her in front of an
audience, for she was well acquainted with his vanity and sadism, but she knew
she would pay even more dearly at his hands sooner or later if she chose
otherwise. She also figured the choice would be popular with the audience.
