Synopsis: Four men take over a New Ladies Work Gym in a partially deserted part of town, holding four women hostage, Abusing, Humiliating and Tormenting them while they amuse themselves doing it. The story has been completed.with more chapters to be posted pending feedback and reviews. It is a long story that gets much hotter and more intense as it goes on. This is my first story; hope you enjoy it.

 

 

WARNING:

 

This story is strictly a work of fiction.  Any similarities between real place and names are coincidental.

 

However, if tales of non-consensual sex, rape, humiliation, gangbangs and other violent and extreme acts offends you then please do not read this story.

 

Special thanks to all who have offered either help or those who post stories here.

 

Comments and suggestions email:  pen_telme@hotmail.com.com

And Special Thanks To SubGraphix For Proofing and Editing The Story

 

 

 

Jim continued, "Ladies, if you look over there by the wall you will see a stimulus table, anyone know what that's is?" he asked with a chuckle.  All the women shook their heads no.

 

"I didn't think so, so let me and the boys tell you, a stimulus table is a table set up with two leg spreaders to allow someone to spread a persons legs apart and lock them in place.  The steel rod you see at the end, has a dildo on it, all stainless steel except the dido and its head, which are plastic and rubber.  What the rod does, at a speed pre-set, is slow methodically push the dido in and out of its occupant and the person who is running controls the speed.  They can make you cum very fast, or on the older hand, keep you right on the brink indefinitely and not allow you to cum at all.  You want to but it won't quite push you over the edge.  The tubes you see with the cups goes over your tits, gentle sucking them, again according to a pre-set speed.”

 

“So, very simply put, who ever is operating the table can keep a person right on the edge of cumming without being able to cum and or gentle suck your tits and nipples with just enough stimulation to keep you right on the edge.  The reason I show you this, is that this is another punishment machine.  Who ever is lucky, or unlucky as the case might be, to end up on it, will end up being fucked slow enough to bring her right to the end of cumming but not enough to push her over the edge and they will also have their tits sucked just enough to keep the stimulation up.”

 

He continued explaining, “The table always allows us to administer an enema.  So just think, you are being fuck to the point of cumming, can't cum, your tits are being sucked, can't cum and you have a belly full of water and can't move or release it.  This table will be used while we are here.  The only question is, who will end up on it or how many of you will end up on it at different times.  Oh, I forgot to mention, once you are on the table only the operator can turn it off, so imagine the need to cum desperately for say an hour and unable to cum or release the enema, if that is also used.  I hope that this explanation of the table will be an additional idea to make sure you do not fail us.  And trust me, we will not hesitate to use it if need be.  The last lady on this had on leather pants, a leotard top and was on it for three hours.  Man was she hot, sweaty, begging to cum, to release the enema and all.  Please keep this in mind, and enjoy the rest of your evening," he said with a laugh.

 

 

 

we will not hesitate to use it if need be, the last lady on this had on leather pants a leotard top and was on it for 3 hours, man was she hot, sweaty, begging to cum, to release the enema and all, please keep this in mind, and enjoy the rest of you evening" he said with a laugh

 

As he walks up to Beth “Beth, Franks wants his cock sucked”  “Why don’t you beg him, and I mean really beg really beg him to allow you to show him you knowledge in the oral department, you would just love to do that wouldn’t you”

 

She waited all of one second when she saw Jim’s finger on the control button of her collar remote

 

“Yes sir, I would very much love to beg Frank you let me give him a blow job” she replied hanging her head in shame and humiliation

 

Beth looked up “Please sir, I … her speech was cut short and a scream erupted from her lips …

 

Jim pressed the button on the remote … the pain that Beth was agonizing … the other times that her captors used the shock collars but this time it just kept zapping her.  She was on the floor … clutching the collar but to no avail.

 

Jim told her that she better get her pretty ass over to Frank and start begging him and sincerely if she wanted the zapping to stop and get his cock in her mouth.  She couldn’t walk she struggled to crawl to Frank and started begging him for the honor of giving him a blow job, after begging a few times Frank agreed and Beth almost ripping his pants open and quickly getting his cock into her mouth, “make it very slow, very hot very sensuous” he ordered

 

Jim, Clicked the remote … and started speaking to the group.

 

I hope you all realize that Beth was reluctant but she did not see the point of out little exercise, till she saw my finger on the remote of her collar only then did she start moving, that ladies is NOT acceptable as she found out.  If you think that if you avoid an order you are mistaken.  The collars you gals have on have enough power to fry your brains if left on long enough. The only person you will help is yourself by doing what is asked of you.  I wouldn’t question anything, don’t try to think of a way out of it, just DO IT!!!

 

I know that some of you will find things humiliating, disgusting, but you will do it.  Just when is the question!  Some of you might be thinking that if you fight long enough you will get out. 

 

What will happen, the shock collars will fry your brain making it difficult if not impossible for any short term memory and old memories will be just scrambled bits and pieces. 

 

You will be sold as entertainment.  You could end up … doing donkey shows 4 times a night; or, a piece of fluff in a rough sex club; or, just a two bit whore.  Maybe you’ll be a porno star … I guess the worse case scenario would be just a fuck toy a dumb bimbo who fucks to get a place to sleep to stupid to know that she should be charging for her favors. 

 

See … you don’t have a choice any more, you are my bitches now and you will all remain my property and that of my buddies here for as long as we decide to keep you, be it a week, a month a year or the rest of your fucking lives. There is nothing here you can say or do to negotiate yourself out of what we say, its simple you do it.  If for example one of my friends is having a party and he calls you entertain and says wants you there you even at the last minute, you will be there, if he tells you to dress a certain way you will immediately tell him yes and ask him exactly what he wants you to wear and how he wants you to wear it, and you will always be very, very descriptive to ANY questions he asks or we ask of you. And you will always sound very happy and excited to accommodate him or anyone else we direct your way now or in the future If he wants to show his buddies that you will do ANYTHING he says … You will do anything he says … if he tells you to got outside and fuck a trailer hitch on his truck then you enjoy an intimate relationship with his fucking trailer hitch.  Your ability to say what you will and will not do is over. 

 

It may be my finger that pushes the button but your actions, responses and replies to what we tell you to do now and in the future solely determine if you get zapped, how long, and how often It is like you are pushing the button yourself.

 

“Beth, that’s enough fun for now, get your ass back in line, but before you do, you properly thank Frank for allowing you to give him a blow job, and you better sound convincing.”

 

Jim smiled, as Beth jumped and did exactly what he said.

  

Ok Bitches, gather round I need to explain the rules you will be living under now both here and in the future and remember, these are NOT negotiable, what happens to you as individuals and as a groups depends solely on you and your responses to us.”

 

Frank joined the group passed each lady a folder which had their name on it.

 

Now gals open them up we have some more paperwork to get out of the way. 

 

Each of the folders had the pages were personalized with a copy of their drivers license in the corner.   The top page on the right had Rules that <Their Name> will live the other side of the folder had a listing of family, work associates, and other friends each with address and phone numbers.

 

 

Jim continued "The ladies are the Rules that  You will live by inside your house, there will be a different dress code for each of you when you are outside, going on errands and not at home ”

 

                        1.         I will remain naked with 6" heels at all time when I am alone at home unless directed otherwise by my masters

 

                        2.         When I am not alone I will wear a skirt and top or dress or skirt with garter belt and stockings and 3" heels unless directed otherwise by my master

 

                        3.         I will always have my hair done and make-up as my master likes it.

 

                        4.         I am never to sit on a toilet seat.  When I use a bathroom I will squat over the bowl with the seat up.

 

                        5.         I will always have my ass lubricated. (Remember the asshole you save will be you own).

 

                        6.         I will keep my pussy bald at all times

 

                        7.         I will never wear panties or bra unless directed by my master which will be seldom if at all.

 

                        8.         I will sleep naked on my stomach with a pillow under my stomach with my legs spread for easy and  immediate access to both cunt and ass.

 

                        9.         I will never lock any of my doors to my home.

 

                        10.       I will never refuse an order of my master.

 

                        11.       I will wear my collar at all time when I am alone and carry it in my purse at all other times.

 

                        12.       I will exercise daily and keep myself fit and make sue every time I do I work up a healthy heavy sweat this will be done in front of you computers web cam so your masters can check on you from time to time, as well as any body else with a computer with an internet connection this will be done with a smile on my face.

 

                        13.       I will never make any decisions without consulting my master.

 

                        14.       I will have my butt plug, dildo and nipple clamps with me at all times.

 

                        15.       I will respect all guests visiting me or using my body for their pleasure and I will do my best to make sure they are satisfied and I will note all failure for which I will be punished for.

 

                        16.       I will always display a smiling face.

 

                        17.       I will always thank those who make comments or lewd comments about me or my dress or my body and openly and happily encourage them to do so.

 

                        18.       I will masturbate every morning, at lunch and as soon as I get home from work BUT I will not have an orgasm without permission.

 

                        19.       I acknowledge that I am obeying these and all other rules and orders from my master because I want to be a good pet.

 

                        20.       I understand that my masters now control my life.

 

                        21.       I will always ask permission of my Fucker if I can cum I understand if told no that means ‘NO’.  I will report all failures when I do cum without permission and will be punished for such failure..  I will report all time when I did get permission as I report if I faked it for which I will be punished.

 

 

Jim continued talking  … “Each of you will sign their page.  Frank will be around with a pen so you can sign them and collect them.  You ladies may also notice the page with all the addresses on them.  If fail to live by these rules … the copies of pictures and video’s and those interesting comments will be mailed to them.” 

 

“Trust me you will have a lot of explaining to do if that happens.”

 

Suddenly like a light going off the captives realized that this wasn’t going to end.  Maybe they were hoping that once their captors were all fucked out they would leave.

 

Jim had the remote to the shock collars in his hand to offer a visual reminder what would happen if they didn’t comply.

 

Now we know the rules you will live under when going out with others or in public places to “Party”.

 

“I guess the boys in your class and coworkers will really enjoy the view as you follow the rules.  Sitting with your legs parted, no panties.  You are going to be one of the most popular employee won’t you.” Joe said laughing.

 

Now we don’t want to overtax your brains …

 

Since we have done the Rules, the next item is your journals or diaries.

 

Each of you will be given a bound book, this will be where you record you activities with us as well as others.  This book will be kept on a bookshelf so if someone was looking through your books they might stumble across it.  You name is printed on the cover as well as the phrase. “The Sexual Escapades of Slut <Name>”.  Inside cover will be a couple of pictures of you posing showing you tit’s, ass and cunt off.  

 

The rules are simple for you behavior outside you home:

 

                        1.         You will be very graphic about what you did.  This includes Sexual Positions, as well as the location where you fucked in.

 

                        2.         You will detailed how you were dress making sure to note if you choose the dress, one of your masters instructed, or your fucker instructed how you were to dress.

 

                   3.         Who fucked  you.  First names will be fine don’t want to burden your slut minds but I am sure in gangbangs and bar pickups you may not know their names.  Then you refer to as Cock #1, Cock #2. Etc..

 

                        4.         If it was with a male, again what he wore, where you found him, how you picked him up and why you choose this person what he told you to wear and how to wear it, were he shot his load, Up the twat, Up the ass, Down your throat, or on you face and body being very descriptive on all accounts

 

                        5.         How many loads you begged, bartered, or paid for and how many you received.

 

                        6.         If female lover, what she wore, what she had you wear, very descriptive again the how many time you made her come.  Toys used etc. how many time you were made to make her cum.  In General write out any slut like activity they had you perform.  That could be flashing you tits, or ass or cunt as ordered by your partner

 

                        7.         The physical description of the partner i.e. size of cock or age, race, and sex (male or female).

 

                   8.         Description of what acts they had you perform i.e. blowjob, anal, straight, Facial, Water sports, water play, bondage, etc

 

                        9.         You will always say how you met your fuck, how you picked them up, how they told you to dress, if they tell you they are taking you back to your house because they want to select the outfit they want you to wear and how they want you to wear it, you will be smiling and happily accommodate them any way you need to and you will tell them this, your only purpose it to keep them happy, no matter what you have to do .

 

                        10.       You will always give each encounter be they male or female, your email address, your cell phone number, your home phone number, and your pager number telling them, encouraging  them to call you anytime day or night.  Making sure they know if they need a hole (mouth, ass, or cunt)  to fuck or a cunt to suck you do gangbangs, provide maid service, that you will always be more then happy to meet them where they say, when they say, dressed as they say, doing what they say. When called unless occupied with my master, I will stop immediately to accommodate  them, if you are making  dinner you will STOP, if you are sleeping  you WILL GET UP.

 

                        11.       You are to keep track of your cycle when you are ovulating, and you will make  it a point to tell your fuck  that you are ovulating and that you are very, very fertile, you are to let you fuck know you need his loads in your cunt, if need be will beg him then beg, you are to offer you fuck anything he wants (offer to host a gang-bang for his buddies, do is dog, what ever) Your objective is to get  your fuck to deposit his baby juice as deep inside you as they can, you will tell them, plead with them, barter with then, pay them do what ever you  need to, to insure they fill your ripe unprotected cunt with their hot sticky cum, and you will refer to it as their hot sticky cum and your very ripe, very fertile cunt, and you will tell them being very descriptive, just how fertile your cunt is their own personal cum depository. You will note just what you had to do to get that load up your twat. You will also note when you fail to convince your fuck and you will be punished for these failure.  The objective is at least two (2) loads of cum up your cunt.   You should describe that wonderful fulling of feeling each jet of cum as it hits your cunt wall.  Like all good sluts you are to submit weekly for an Aid’s and STD’s Tests and carry the documentation with you at all times.  Showing you potential fuck your disease free.  If ask why you don’t use protection, you should tell the truth that a good slut doesn’t use protection explain to them that you want and need to feel their hot sticky cum shooting as far into your unprotected fertile womb as they can and that the only way for you to feel it the way you want and need to feel it, make sure to tell you fuck how wonder you feel just after he pop’s his load inside you. If and when you get pregnant let you master know he will decide if it a quick trip to the abortion clinic or everyone starts calling you mommy, or he may decide that since you got yourself knocked up the problems is  yours to deal with.  If you told that you got a bastard to raise by master then you will also put a personal notice in the newspaper thanking whom ever knocked you up.  You will list out any names that might have done the deed listing out your full name.

 

Maybe you ladies don’t see the beauty of a book of this nature. It will help break the ice, at first you have to explain to you new stud the purpose of the book and that you want him to help you put an exciting entry.  As you get more experience.  ‘That a nice way to say once you become the slut you destine to be. ‘ And when you bring home a new stud will be that much easier.  While you duck into the bathroom to get your self-ready for a fucking, your new stud will get to thumb though your diary.  That way he will knows that there is nothing that is off limits as far as sex goes.  This will save you time getting what you want most ... A Good Fucking!!!.  You won’t have any of those awkward moments not knowing how to tell you date to stick his dick up your ass. The only think that you have to ask your stud is if you have permission to cum, your are told no, then it is NO, period

 

Jim continued  "Ladies"

 

"If you look over there by the wall you will see a Stimulus Table, anyone know what that's is?" he asked with a chuckle

All the ladies shock their heads no

 

"I didn't think so, so let me and the boys tell you, a Stimulus Table is a table set up with two leg spreaders to allow someone to spread persons legs apart and lock them in place, the steel rod you see at the end, has a dildo on it, all Stainless Steel except the dido and its head which are plastic and rubber, what the rod does at a speed pre-set is slow methodically push the dido in and out of it’s occupant slow or fast and the person who is running controls the speed, they can make you cum very fast, or on the older hand keep you right on the brink indefinitely and not allow you to cum at all, you want to but it won't quite push you over the edge, the tubes you see with the cups go over your tits, gentle sucking them again according to a pre-set speed, so very simply put, who ever is operating the table can keep a person right on the edge of Cumming without being able to cum and or gentle suck your tits and nipples with just enough stimulation to keep you right on the edge, the reason I show you this, is that this is another punishment machine, who ever is lucky, or unlucky as the case might be to end up on it, will end up being fucked slow enough to bring her right to the end of Cumming but not enough to push her over the edge and they will also have their tits sucked just enough to keep the stimulation up, the table always allows us to administer and enema, so just think, you a being fuck to the point of Cumming, can't cum, your tits are being sucked, can't cum and you have a belly full of water and can't move or release it, this table will be sued while we are here, the only question is who will end up on it or how many of you will end up on it at different times, oh, I forgot to mention once you are on the table only the operator can turn it off so imagine need to cum desperately for say an hour and unable to cum or release the enema if that is also used, hopefully this explanation of the table will be an additional idea to make sure you do not fail us, and trust me, we will not hesitate to use it if need be, the last lady on this had on leather pants a leotard top and was on it for 3 hours, man was she hot, sweaty, begging to cum, to release the enema and all, please keep this in mind, and enjoy the rest of you evening" he said with a laugh

 

Synopsis: Four men take over a New Ladies Work Gym in a partially deserted part of town, holding four women hostage, Abusing, Humiliating and Tormenting them while they amuse themselves doing it. The story has been completed.with more chapters to be posted pending feedback and reviews. It is a long story that gets much hotter and more intense as it goes on. This is my first story; hope you enjoy it.

 

 

 

The Workout Girls  

 

By:  ifilmu

 

M+/f+/nc/humil/blkml/toys/sweat/enemas

 

WARNING:

 

This story is strictly a work of fiction.  Any similarities between real place and names are coincidental.

 

However, if tales of non-consensual sex, rape, humiliation, gangbangs and other violent and extreme acts offends you then please do not read this story.

 

Special thanks to all who have offered either help or those who post stories here.

 

Comments and suggestions email:  pen_telme@hotmail.com.com

This is the COMPLETE EDITED version of the story all 6 chapters together, the past parts posted by mistake were the unedited versions, my apologies

Special Thank to Subgraphics for her hard work on the editing

 

 

“Everything is on as planned and all will do as you request,” Jim said as he talked to the sponsor of his latest excursion.  “Yes, no one knows of our involvement and I will deliver what we discussed… yes, then it’s your turn to deliver my reward.”  Jim hung up the phone.

 

Thinking back going on his plan …

 

His target just opened a health club in a small building without a lot of public traffic.  It was completed a few months before and laid on the outskirts of a brand new community – the perfect setting – no traffic, no neighbors, no interruptions.

 

Jim thought of the sign in front of the building “Roxie’s Gym” the second line made him smile.  “A gym for woman, owned and operated by women” as he thought maybe that was too good an invitation to pass up and with his sponsor its not costing him anything upfront.  Not only that, he gets the as much side pussy to do with as he wants.

 

See Jim was an engineer, not the mechanical, electrical or even civil type of engineer.  Rather one who engineers situations that gives a person no way out.  The plan was to give his sponsor (Kelly’s husband) information and hard evidence to take down his wife.  He had set-up and was ready to execute his plan to take the married woman along with her friend, placing both under his control.  He enjoyed his work and considered himself a master with it.  His goal was to turn Kelly, the Ice Princess, into a total slut, a fuck toy for any dick who would want to use her – the last stop was to turn her into a whore.  Jim guessed that Kelly must have treated her husband badly for him to want this done to her.  Then again, maybe he wants her money and a fuck toy. 

 

Kelly’s was coming into a large sum of money inheritance but there were some conditions.  She had to be married and couldn’t be involved in any illegal activity.  He guessed Kelly was using the future money like a weapon to get what she wants.  Her husband had been getting the feeling that once she had the money, she would do what ever she wanted.  If he didn’t like it, then it was hit the road.  Jim smiled to himself, it didn’t matter to him what she had done, any plans she had made didn’t concern him.  Once his plan started, then Kelly’s fate was sealed.  The money that she used like a weapon, wouldn’t be taken from her rather, she would give it willingly.  Over time her dignity, self-respect, and self-esteem, would be taken from her. 

 

Jim chucked to himself as he thought, “I guess the old saying holds true  – paybacks can be a bitch!!!”  She treated others like shit.  Little did she know what was in her future, a future to turn this woman into a submissive bimbo, with her only purpose in life was a bimbo looking for her next cock.

 

Jim enlisted some help from three other acquaintances.  The first was Buck.  This guy would do anything for money.  Jim knew if the price was right, Buck would have sold his own mother to the whoremasters.  Buck believed that he helped develop Jim’s plan, but he was just the one the outside world would see in case things went badly, he would be the one holding the bag.

 

Frank was another of the acquaintance that Jim had contacted.  He wasn’t interested in the money, although money was ok and he could use it to pursue his life-long ambition of owning a whorehouse.  Jim briefly thought “Maybe he could barter with Frank for a pussy instead of money.”

 

Joe, the last guy, didn’t worry about money at all – his thing was pussy.  The thought of pussy on call when ever his dick got hard was all the information that was needed in order to get him to agree to help pull off the plan.

 

The group of associates could get the job done, they were not soft, they knew what would be at risk.  They had to remain firm and hard (pardon the pun) or else their new mailing address would be the local prison. 

 

Kelly’s husband informed Jim of a period that he would be out of town in order to make it easier to get to Kelly.  This way, he could deny any implication of helping, in case something did go wrong.  Jim told him that he wouldn’t discuss any of the plans with him for his protection.  Anyway, Jim didn’t like backseat drivers, and the less the husband knew, the better.

 

The Target, Kelly Witherspoon, a.k.a. ‘The Ice Princess’ as she is called by her husband.  This stunning blonde just turned 24, with a body to die for.  Back in her college days, she always hung out with other hot looking gals.  She knew having a couple of hot looking friends made the guys flock and she could have her pick.  Even now, as a married woman, she was still doing the same as college.  Her friends, Tracy, Terri, and Beth, were all knockouts and made it easy to get some cock on the side.  Kelly’s plans were quite simple, she was coming into a large inheritance, she had to be married to get it, but once she had it, she would be able to do as she pleased.  If her dear hubby didn’t like it, she would throw him out on his ass.  

 

Tracy Conners … 22, and a piece of work.  Tracy worked her way thought college as a librarian.  She is very introverted but a tease – the typical bitch.  She hated porn but acted as if she was into it, while keeping her hobby of watching classics and reading love stories, a secret from her friends.  She has a great job working as a consultant for a local school district.  Tracy also uses people to her advantage.  Her work contract had a morals’ clause, so she could evaluate potential studs without being out front.  She rarely went out.

 

Beth Henner … 22, another shy one in the group.  This junior high school teacher was a virgin until last year.  She finally gave up her cherry, to seal a deal of getting a ring on her finger.  Now, Beth is engaged to one of those most eligible bachelors, Henry Blake.  Henry was local businessman whose wealth was in the millions.  Beth knew she had it made once she is married to a millionaire.

 

Terri “Red” Tanner … 23, an outgoing redhead who has bedded her share of the local studs.  Terri was like Kelly, like to hang around with hot-looking woman, in order to be able to take her pick of potential studs.  Terri spends most of her time trying to get Beth’s boyfriend, Henry to notice her.  Terri’s plan was to bed this millionaire.

 

All these women had something in common; they were all stuck up cunts, had great bodies, and all had a view that sex was a tool and weapon – something given to receive.  Jim’s take on this … they're all cunts and deserve the fucking they’ll be getting.  Little did these ladies know that being a friend of Kelly’s was the worst mistake they have ever made in their life.  That friendship would take them all down a road of wild non-consensual sex, rape, blackmail and humiliation.  It will ruin their lives, as they knew it.

 

Jim had indeed done his homework, thanks to one of Buck’s friend at the phone company, who was bribed to keep tap on the targets phone.  The time was now.  Tracy just ended a two-year relationship because the guy didn’t make enough money.  Beth’s boyfriend was out of town on business as was Kelly’s husband.  Terri didn’t have a relationship; Jim guessed it would mean that she would have to give up her secret hobby.  No one would miss these babes while they got their lives turned upside down.

 

Jim reviewed some of the details of his plan, he had to make sure that the telephone line into the gym and the payphone was severed.  He also knew that tonight the new gym had only one class, which would be ending at 6 p.m.  The owner, Roxie, was out of town for the week on business which left just her friend Kelly and the three other women to lock up.  He knew since there was only one class tonight, that the front door would not be used, rather the rear door would be by all the ladies since they parked out back.  That would mean they kept the backdoor unlocked, he could have not planned it any better, no phones, no way out except the back.

 

Jim just smiled knowing that all was planned and now confirmed.  If something went wrong, the implication would be lead back to Buck.  He was the one who talked to the private investigator, the one who bribed the phone guy for information and the one who recruited the other men ... for all intent and purposes, all thought he was the leader.  Even Buck thought ‘his mastermind’ was perfect.

 

The plan included keeping them over the weekend taking photos, videos and written evidence of the weekend.  Even the weekend itself would prove helpful since the women would be kept busy, others in their life would wonder where they were.  They will form they own way of covering up the shameful weekend.  After all, it was either that or telling what they did.  

 

Jim figured they would take the shame to their graves before revealing what happened as none of these woman would want it made public.  The bitches had too much to lose, if everything went as planned.  They would do what ever they were told to do, they had too much to lose.  Jim knew well that he needed to break then down and as a group it would be easier.  If they saw the other cunts used and abused, then they would be more likely to cooperate.  Jim often used group dynamics to control and dominate his victims.  Once the blackmail starts, these women would do his accomplices and his bidding until they tire of the women.

 

Four women was more than enough pussy for Joe, Frank, Buck and himself.  That would be one fuck toy for each – it was perfect, each man would get one woman to himself.

 

The plan was to storm the place dressed as a swat team.  The group of four got into a black van with tinted windows.  After they put their swat garb on, they waited to make their move.  Listening to the beat of the music through the door, they knew the class was underway; only it would not end as the women thought.  Jim made a casual walk around the place to look for anything out of the ordinary.  Checking the front door, it was locked, as he knew it would be.  He did, however, put a small cable and lock through it to insure no one could come out.  As he walked around the building, he cut the lines to telephone.  Jim found nothing out of place.

 

He gave the signal to the others waiting in the van.  They began storming through the building, Buck shouted for every one get down.  The woman didn’t know that they were not real cops, so they dropped to the floor startled and frightened.  Frank and Joe went to each of the women, quickly cuffed them and placed a special collar around each of the women’s necks.

 

These collars looked like a choker except there was a battery and electronic package located in the rear hidden by their hair.  They were specially built with electronic controls that would deliver a shock to the neck similar to those used on dog collars.  It also made it so the wearer had to stay within 20 feet of the remote or get severely shocked, making it impossible for the wearer to run away.  These electronics could be programmed to monitor heart rate, as well as breathing, along with movement and can deliver a shock to the wearer if there was a change either up or down.  They even had an accessory package that could be plugged in a battery pack.  These added accessories ranged from shocking nipples and clit clamps to headphones to drown out noise.  By adding a blindfold or a bondage helmet, you could render the wearer unable to see or hear, emphasizing that total helplessness, all-alone feeling.

 

“Good evening cunts” Joe shouted.  All the women were frozen, on their knees.  “Don’t move and nobody gets hurt,” he continued.  “I brought my friends with me for some fun tonight and all of us carry assault rifles.”

 

While Joe spoke, Frank and Buck were taking off their swat costumes.  It was then when the women realized they were not a real swat team.  The women knelt in shear terror.

 

Joe continued with a smirk on his face,  “As long as you do as your told, and obey us, we will all get along just fine.  The first thing we want is for you form a line right here, stand side by side.”  The women were shaking as they knelt.  “NOW” he commanded loudly, and they slowly started moving.  “Come on ladies, stand up straight, tits out and big smiles on your faces”

 

Putting down his gun, Buck stepped in front of the women with what looked like a TV remote in his hand.  “Just so you know, the collar that was placed on your neck is a special.  It has lots’ of features.  First, is that if you go out of range it will shock you so bad you will pass out and probably cook parts of your brain, so I wouldn’t get any ideas of running if I were you.  Second, if you try to remove it without de-activating it, the same results as if you run out the door – zapped until one of use decides to shut it off.  Third, these are shock collars built like the ones that are use to train dogs with. 

 

Each of us has a controller and can cause you pain at any time if you don’t cooperated with us.  Forth, they have medically and motion monitoring in them.  So, if you run away, you will get hurt.  If you attempt to take it off, you will get hurt.  If you are told to keep moving and you slow down, you will get hurt or if don’t follow orders – guess what, you will be hurt.”  Now that all the women were in line and understood the situation, Buck started again “We are going to split this group of four into boy-girl, boy-girl you know the routine.

 

“Now to ensure your complete co-operation at all times, I will be handing out cards and pens to all four of you, on the cards you are to write, your first and last name, your address, your home and cell phone number, your email address and email password, your age, measurements, height weight and all information we need about you.  I brought a cell phone with me so we can verify all the information you gave us is correct, as well as a laptop computer to verify all email information,” Buck said.

 

“We will be videotaping tonight’s fun and games, as well as taking still pictures with both digital and conventional film cameras.  If you don’t co-operate now or in the future, and yes I did said in the future, all pictures, videos and information about you will be sent to your bosses, husbands, if any of you cunts are married, churches, local newspapers and we may also post them on the internet with all the information.  You will not change your cell phone number, your home phone number, your email address or anything, if any of you do, all that goes on this weekend will be made public, which I am sure you do not want to happen.  Just to make it interesting, since you cunts are a tight group, if any of you break the rules, then all of you pay the price.  That should be clear enough for you bimbo’s to understand – don’t cooperate in the future then all the pictures, video tapes, everything will be send out.  So, if you value no only your privacy but, that of your friends then all you have to do is cooperate.”

 

“Since we don’t want our bitches dehydrated after we finish with questions, each of you will get one bottle of water.  Drink as you want, but you may not go to the restroom without permission, so drink accordingly.  You will retain what you drink until permission to use the restroom is given, if there are any accidents, it will be cleaned up by the group using you the tool that nature gave you, your TONGUE!  You are also going to change into different outfits.  Enough for now,” he stated as he walked away.

 

Frank now stepped forward and began “Ok, the blonde on the end, what is your name?”

 

“Beth Henner,” she replied.

 

“Beth, how old are you and are you married?”  Frank asked.

 

“I am 22 and no, I am not married.”  She stuttered.

 

Frank continue the questions asking, “You a dike?

 

“No I am no dike, I am engaged.”

 

“So you like cock, that’s good.  Do you swallow?

 

Beth blushing answered, “Normally, I don’t.”

 

Frank laughed, “Well by Monday morning, that will definitely change.”

 

“Ok” he asked looking at the women.  “Next lady, the one in the middle, what is your name?”

 

“My name is Terri Tanner, but everyone normally calls me ‘Red,’” Terri chokingly said.

 

“Tell us Red, how old are you and are you married?”  Frank asked again.

 

“I am 23 and no, I am not married,” was the fast reply.

 

“Red is an interesting nickname.  Is it that your carpet matches the drapes?”  Franks said as a smirk crossed his face.

 

A puzzled Red said, “I don’t understand the question.”

 

Frank impatiently said, “Let me spelled it out.  Does you cunt hair match you hair color on your head or you do get you color from a bottle?”

 

Terri responded quickly, “I am a natural red head so my carpet and drapes match.”

 

Frank continued with questions “Red, what did you wear here?”

 

“I wore a top and pants,” she replied.

 

“Now Terri, I need you to be more specific then that!”

 

Red responded, “I wore a button down blouse with jeans.”

 

“That is better” Frank said

 

“Ladies, before we go on, I need to set up some rules, when you are asked what you wore here, you are to be very specific, no more I wore pants and a top.  We want to know, what type of top, what type of pants or dress or skirt, YOU WILL BE SPECIFIC.”  Is that understood?  We are not playing games, further more, when we asked ANY question, you will answer it the exact way it was asked, it is not a matter of whether or not you want to answer it in a detail descriptive way, you have NO choice in doing so.  You do not have to like our rules tonight, ladies, but you have NO choice to obey.  All answers will be very detailed and very graphic, you get no second warning on this” Frank said as he looked around.  He knew the women were starting to get very nervous, “I asked if that was understood ladies?”

 

“Yyyess,” the group replied.

 

“Very good”

 

Frank looked at the last woman, “You, in the middle, what is your name?”

 

“My names is Tracy Conners, I’m 23 and not married.”

 

“Tracy, what did you wear here and remember what I said before about being specific,”

 

Tracy said, “I wore a beige colored silk blouse and my leather pants.”

 

”And, when you wore it, did you have a bra on?”  Frank asked.  There was no reply.

 

“Tracy, I asked you a question, did you wear a bra?”

 

“No,” Tracey mumbled.

 

“I am sorry Tracy, we did not hear you and I am sure you do want all of us to hear you.”

 

“No, I did not wear a bra, and yes, I want everyone to be able to hear my reply.”

 

“Very good Tracy.  See ladies, she learns fast about answering questions, take a lesson from her.  So how many buttons did you leave open on your blouse Tracy, and I better not have to prompt you for an answer,” Frank snarled.

 

“I only left two, the top one and the second one,” was the fast reply.

 

“Why only two buttons Tracy,” Frank asked.  She thought about pausing, but decided to answer when she saw his finger on the collar remote.

 

“I only left two buttons undone because that is how I always wear my blouses, with just two undone” she replied as tears starting to form in her eyes.

 

“What size tits do you have Tracy?”  Frank asked. 

 

After a brief pause, she replied, “I am a 36 D,” was the soft answer.

 

“I’m sorry Tracy, but we didn’t hear you would you please speak up.  I am sure you want everyone to clearly hear all your answers correctly,” Frank demanded.

 

“I am a 36 D cup.  Yes, I want everyone to clearly hear all my answers,” she quickly replied.

 

“Well, if you have those big a tits, you must have large nipples as well, is that correct Tracy?”  Frank asked in a mocking tone.  She offered no reply.  “Tracy, I asked you if you have big nipples, answer the damn question!”  Frank was getting visibly angry, the women visually scared.

 

“Yes, I have big nipples” she replied.

 

“Tracy, any time in the future, you are to dress without a bra and if you are wearing a blouse you are to leave your blouse at least half unbuttoned, if you are wearing a pull over top it better be at least one or two sizes to small on you, is that understood?” smirked Frank.

 

Tracy quickly thought about it, she knew a reply was wanted, “Yes Sir, I understand.”

 

“You understand what Tracy,” Frank taunted.

 

“That anytime I am around anyone from now on I must leave my blouse at least half unbuttoned with no bra on or have my pull overtop at least one or two sizes to small on me,” was her reply.

 

“Do you know why Tracy?”  Frank asked in a mocking tone.

 

“Yes, Sir, so you can see my breasts at all times,” She answered.

 

“They’re tit’s bitch,” Frank quickly corrected her.

 

Tracy responded very quickly, “Anytime I go out, I must be braless and leave me blouse at least half unbuttoned or have my pull over top at least one or two sizes to small on me so can see my tit’s.”

 

“Tracy, you need to say that so we know you really mean it and are not just saying it to say it, understand,” Frank asked.

 

“Yes, Sir, really, I really want to always wear my blouses unbuttoned at least half way without a bra on or my top one or two sizes to small on me when I am around any people I really want everyone to always be able to see my tits and nipples” she said as tears started running down here face

 

“Very good Tracy, very fast descriptive answer,” said Frank.  “You’re learning fast, hopefully for your sake, and that of the others, you will remember this lesson and all you ladies will also remember, we do not like to prompt for answers.” he added.

 

“And how do your leather pants fit you Tracy,” asked Frank.  Again, there was no reply.

 

Frank addressed the group again, “Ladies, I guess we have the first winner of the weekend, apparently Tracy is NOT a fast learner as we all thought she was … except that being a winner is NOT always a good thing.  I am getting tired of prompting answers from you Tracy, so to show you that we mean business, I am going to place these nipple clips on as a reminder that a question will be given an immediate answer.  Remember, these clips have very vicious teeth on them.  The clips alone are very painfully.  I hope that you will never have to see what they feel like with weights on them, but rest assured we would not hesitate to place weights on them.  With that Frank told Tracy to step forward, as she did, he signaled for her to pull her top down, once that was done, he placed alligator clips with springs on each nipple, then plugged the lead into the special collar she was wearing and told her to stay right where she was.

 

“Now ladies, what we will do now is simple, every time I need to prompt an answer or reaction from anyone, I will place a weight on Tracy here.”

 

“Tracy, as I asked before, how do your leather pants fit you,” he asked again, only this time he stood there tossing the weights from one hand to the other one.  As soon as she saw that she spoke up “My pants fit real tight on me.”

 

“How tight is tight Tracy,” he asked.

 

“I do not know how to answer that,” she replied.

 

“Well, when you have them on what do they look like?” he asked.

 

“They look tight,” was the reply.

 

“No, you know that isn’t the correct answer, try again.”

 

“They look like they were painted on me,” was her reply with tears streaming from her eyes.

 

“Anything else Tracy?” he asked, “I am not sure what you mean.”

 

Sir, I want to answer the question the correct way, but are not sure how to?”

 

“Well, Tracy, at least you are honest and did reply, let me ask you this and you will reply the correct way is that understood?” he asked.

 

“Yes, Sir.”

 

“Ok, when you have them on, if they fit that tight are your pussy lips outlined, can you see your pussy lips?”

 

“Nooo!  You can’t see my p..p…pussy lips Sir, the material is too thick,” she said as she hung her head crying.

 

“And, do you enjoy have your pussy lips visible Tracy when you can,” he asked in a mocking tone.

 

“Nooo, Sir, I do not like having my p…pussy lips visible,” she tearfully replied.

 

“Well Tracy, like it or not, all the pants you start wearing from now on will always fit you tight and outline your pussy lips,” Frank mocked again.

 

“Yes, Sir,” was all Tracy could reply.

 

“Yes Sir what, Tracy,” Frank shouted.

 

“I understand that from now on, all my pants must fit me skintight so my pussy lips are always visible,” she replied with tears running down her face.

 

“Thank you Tracy, I will return to you shortly,” said Frank.

 

Buck took his turn at asking questions, “Hey Blondie, your turn to show and tell, name, age, married?”

 

“M..m..m..my name is Kelly Witherspoon, I’m 24 and married,” Kelly continued.  “I’ve been married 2 years.”

 

Buck got right to the point, “You a real blonde?”

 

Kelly responded, “Yes, I am a real blonde.”

 

Buck used the opportunity, “OK cunts ... it show and tell time, show us what you got ... drop the pants and panties so we check out our new playgrounds.”

 

The women just stood there in shock, not moving, Buck not being one to ask again, pushed the button on the TV-like remote and the ladies felt the bite of the collars that hung around the neck.  It was short but it was felt.  Still the women didn’t move.  He pressed the button a second time, this time he just held the button, the voltage ramped up, getting stronger as time passed.  The women quickly realized that dropping their pants and panties would be the only way to stop the pain caused by the collars.  Each grabbed their waistband, pushed down their workout shorts and stood back up, displaying their cunts to their captors.

 

Buck addressed the group, “OK ... Some of us may waste time and they may not be so quick to use the collars ... I am not one who shares that believe.  I am quick to push the button”

 

Buck continued, “Kelly, since your married, do you fuck around on hubby?

 

“No, I don’t fuck around.”

 

“Guess that will change,” Buck commented with a chuckle.

 

“Do you suck cock?”

 

“Yes”

 

Buck press the button again ... sending a shock to the women again.

 

Kelly quickly corrected her answer “Yes, I suck cock.”

 

“See Frank what happens when a little encouragement is needed, I get the answers without having to keep asking?”

 

Buck looked at Kelly, “So you suck hubby off, do you swallow?”

 

“No, I don’t swallow when I suck my husbands cock.”

 

Buck followed up with the question, “Do you take it up the ass?”

 

Beth, looked shocked, “No, I have never been fucked in the ass.”

 

Buck smiled, telling Frank, “Guess we should thank her for saving her backdoor cherry for us and a throat cherry to boot, too.”

 

Frank now took over with the questions

 

“When was the last time your husband fucked you, Kelly,” he asked.  She stood there silent and shaking.  “Kelly, I asked you a question.  When was the last time your husband fucked you?”

 

“We… e…e made love a day before he left on his trip,” was the quick reply.

 

“I didn’t ask you when you made love, I asked when he fucked you, and you will reply to the question the way it was asked, understand,” he said.

 

“Yyeess, Sir,” was the meek reply.  “Please don’t make me answer the question, PLEASE!!” she had tears running down her face.

 

“You will answer the question and NOW,” he shouted.

 

“He lllast fucked me the night before he left on the his trip.”  Her reply could barely be heard.

 

“You will speak up when you answer the question.  We didn’t hear the answer, now when did your husband last fuck you?”  He was getting angry “Let’s try one last time,” he said.

 

“Heee lassst fucked me the night before he left on his trip.”

 

“So bitch, you on the pill, got a trampoline, or do you rely on rain coats?”

 

Kelly looked puzzled, Frank pushed the infernal button ... leaving it depressed.  While explaining, “I would think a bimbo like you would know were talking about birth control.  The pill is self-explanatory, a trampoline is a diaphragm and raincoats are good old fashion rubbers.  So what do you use?”

 

“No, we don’t use condoms,” all the women shrieked from the pain the collars were inflicting.

 

“Cunt’s, get with the program, you’ll be sluts soon and you have to talk and act like sluts.”

 

Kelly spoke up, “We don’t use any birth control, no trampolines, no rain coats, and no birth control pills.”

 

Kelly with tears coming down her face said, “No more questions, please I beg you!”

 

Buck jumped in, “I guess the guys are quick to get down to fucking.  Then again, guess the sluts are missing their cock quota.  We will get to it soon.”

 

“Ok, Cunts, pull you pants and panties up,’ Buck told them.

 

Frank continued his line of questioning.  “And did he cum inside you Kelly?”

 

“Oh God please.  No, not that, please,” she begged.

 

“Answer the question, did he cum inside you Kelly?”

 

“Yes” was the fast reply.

 

“Yes what, Kelly” Frank demanded.

 

“Yes, he came inside of me”

 

“And how deep inside did he shoot his hot sticky cum in you, Kelly, and you better be very descriptive with your answer,” Frank warned.

 

Kelly was in tears, and said, “Please, no more question, I beg you.”

 

Kelly followed that with a scream – it seems that Frank, not liking the way she was acting, hit the zap button, taking Kelly and the others down to one knee.  Kelly broke down and answered “He shot his hot sticky cum deep enough in me.  I could feel it all through my belly and body, I was shaking.”

 

“Thank you Kelly, see, that wasn’t that hard,” Frank replied.  “However, for your outburst, I will ask something of you.  I want to fuck you right now Kelly, and you will beg me to not only fuck you and shoot my hot sticky cum deep, deep inside you, but beg me to not wear a condom.”  There was no reply “Kelly, I gave you an order.”

 

She paused, tears streaming down her face.  “Yes,” was the answer.

 

“Yes, what Kelly?”

 

“Yyyeess, I’ll beg you to fuck me right now and not wear a condom and to please shoot your hot sticky cum deep inside me, deep into my belly,” was the reply, as if she really had any choice in the matter.

 

Frank asked, “Ok, Kelly, beg me right now to not only fuck you and to cum deep inside you, but to fuck you without a condom on and you damn well better be convincing and if you aren’t, Tracy here gets weights added to the chain on her nipple understand.”

 

“Yyyess, Sir, I understand, but please, please don’t make me do this, please.”

 

“And Kelly, how deep do you want me to come inside you, uh?”  Frank asked in a teasing matter.  There was no reply, so he placed a weight on the chain on Tracy’s nipples, watching her wince in pain.

 

“I’m waiting, the longer I wait for a reply, the more weights I add to Tracy here.”

 

“I want you to shoot your hot sticky cum as deep inside my belly as you can please.”

 

Frank said, “I don’t believe a thing you are saying Kelly.”

 

Kelly tried again “Please fuck me now, but without a rain coat, so I can feel down deep when you shoot your hot sticky cum into my belly.  I really want to feel it being shot as deep into my belly as you can.  Please fuck me now but without a rubber, so I can feel down deep when you pop a load into my cunt, I live for that wonderful feeling after being shot with cum from one who is fucking me,” was her pleading reply.

 

“Kelly, are you ovulating right now,” Buck asked.

 

“Oh my God, you wouldn’t, oh please,” she cried.

 

“Well Kelly, not only are you going to beg me to fuck you here and shoot my hot sticky cum deep into your belly, but you will also beg me to knock you up and you will use the word knocked up, understand,” Frank said grinning.

 

“Oh, God no, anything but that, please anything!”

 

“Now, you know what to do,” he said.

 

“Oh, please, not that, what would I tell my husband,” she asked.

 

“Hell if we know, that would be your problem.”  Buck said as all three men laughed.  “Ok Kelly, you know what to do.”

 

As Frank waited for the answer, he just shook his head and added two more weights to Tracy, causing Tracy to gasp from the pain. 

 

Frank told Tracy that she might want to prompt her friend along since if she kept this up, by Monday her tits will be dragging the floor.

 

Tracy though teary eyes urged Kelly on, “Kelly just tell them!! Okay?  Okay??”

 

With tears running down her face, Kelly did the best she could.  She knew if she got pregnant she would loose her inheritance, then what would she do.  “Frank, I really want you to fuck me right now and right here, but I want you to fuck me without a condom on and shoot your hot sticky cum deep in my belly so you will knock me up, please,” she said.

 

Frank responded “Well, Kelly, I did not find that very convincing, let’s try again.”

 

“I really want you to fuck me right here right now bareback, no condom.  I want to feel your hot sticky cum shooting as deep into my belly as it can go.  I want you so bad I want you to have the honor of knocking me up.  Fuck me all you want but please get me pregnant with your bastard child, please, would you please knock me up, please get me pregnant.”  She was standing there shaking and in tears.

 

“Kelly, you have one more chance to convince me,” Frank shouted

 

“Frank, please, please fuck me right here, right now!  Fuck me bareback, please fuck me but do not use a condom.  I want and need to feel your hot, sticky cum shooting deep in my belly.  I need to feel it filling up my fertile womb.  Please fuck now and hard, please,” Kelly begged with tears rolling down her face, realizing what she was saying and how she must be sounding.  “I am your slut Frank, your fuck for the weekend, please fuck me bareback, right here and now.  You get my most personal prize that I can offer, to father your bastard inside my womb.  I want to fuck you over and over until you knock me up.  I want to feel your hot cum spraying deep in my belly, planting your bastard in me as a constant reminder throughout the years that I am nothing but a slut –your slut!  Please fuck me bareback,” Kelly screamed as she looked straight into the camera, like a bitch in heat.

 

“Now that is all I wanted to hear.”  Frank said as he grinned and continued.  “Kelly, not only will you beg me and I mean beg me to knock you up and get you pregnant, but you are also going to brag to everyone here how badly you want me to knock you up.  You will always be telling everyone here with a big smile at all times how badly you want me to knock you up and get you pregnant, how happy you are that I am trying to get you pregnant.  Is that understood Kelly,” Frank asked.

 

“Yes, Sir, I will brag to everyone here how badly I want you to knock me up and how excited I am that you are going to knock me up.  And, I will smile as I keep telling everyone,” she replied, tears streaming down here face.  She was shaking from fear and humiliation; she had no idea how to do this but knew she had no choice.

 

Buck took the opportunity to see if the cunts had good memories, “OK sluts, time to drop the pants and panties again.” 

 

There was no hesitation, the women, quickly grabbed their waistbands and pushed them down then stood back up.

 

As Buck walked down the line looking at the women, he commented, “Looks like Kelly is enjoying the thought of taking a cock bareback, look at the wet spot on her panties.”  All the guys chuckled, Kelly felt so humiliated she wanted to die.

 

Last but not least, red front and center.  A gorgeous red head stepped out from the line.  “Name, age, married?  You a dike?  How long have your been fucking?”

 

“My name is Terri.  I am 21 years old.  I am not a dike.  I have been sexual active since I was 12.”

 

Frank bent over to pick up a weight.  As Terri saw him, she realized that she didn’t say it correctly and quickly said, “I have been fucking since I was 12 when I lost my cherry.”

 

Frank dropped the weight and Terri looked relieved.

 

Frank asked Terri, “Since you have been fucking since you were 12, let the boys here know what gets you hot to fuck.’

 

Terri responded “I guess you want to know what gets me horny.  I have found that the key to my panties rests with my studs mouth, hot kisses moving on the neck and up to ears – kisses usually causes my panties to drop, that is if I am wearing any.”

 

“Ok ladies, each of you will get a card, on the card you will write the following information: name, first and last; address; phone number; cell phone number; husbands or boy friends name; where they work; their work number; your email address; and we will verify all the information.  You are not to change any numbers or address, your height, measurements and all information we need, after that we will break into boy-girl groups.”

 

Frank turned to the guys and said, “Get their phone, drivers licenses and everything out of their back packs by the wall over there, with everything in the gym there is no reason for any of the ladies to leave this area.  And you, Tracy, you are to put on your leather pants and top back on, but before you put on your blouse, go the sink over in the corner and soak it with ice cold water, then put it on and remember about leaving the buttons undone.  Just tie the ends of your blouse under those D-size jugs of yours.  They should look very nice on you with wet cold water and make damn sure it stays wet.  Keep your nipple clamps on as well as the weights.  You will be changing clothes here in the gym.  NOW MOVE IT LADIES, NOW!”  One more thing Tracy, you better be looking smoking hot when you return with your change of clothes on, or all your lady friends here will pay for it,” Frank warned her.

 

All the women returned and filled out the cards they given, Tracy was standing there freezing from the wet shirt but her tits and nipples stood out clearly.  “Ladies, we have decided to make an example out of Tracy here to insure that you do follow all directions and answer all questions immediately.  Before we start our fun, I want you, Tracy, to stand right here in front of all your friends,” Frank ordered.

 

Tracy hesitated, not wanting to do anything to encourage these maniacs, but when she saw Frank go for the button on the remote for her collar, she quickly stepped in front of all her friends.

 

“Well Tracy,” Frank asked.  “Are you ready to put your pussy and tits on display for me, my friends and all your lady friends, huh?  Are you?”

 

“No Sir, I am not,” she replied with tears once again running down her cheeks.

 

“Well, that is tough shit,” Frank replied.  “Now Tracy, what I want you to do is to stand straight up, hands on your hips, smiling really friendly and spreads your legs about 6-12 inches apart, you know shoulder width apart, and push your chest out.  Then ladies each of you will walk over here, stand in front of Tracy, take a very good close look at her pants and blouse and tell me, the boys and Tracy whether you feel they are tight enough on her, especially around her pussy.  Moreover, whether her tits and nipples are clearly visible.  Any questions ladies.”  Frank asked.  They all shook their heads no. “Well let’s get going ladies, we have a lot of fun planned for you tonight.”

 

One by one, each of her friends walked to the front, knelt down close to her pussy and, as each of them had tears running theirs faces.  Tracy was crying from the humiliation and turning red in the face as well from it.

 

“Well ladies,” Frank asked, “Are her pants tight enough around her pussy?”

 

There was no reply, he started again to push the remote control for the collars when quickly, they all replied in unison “Yes Frank, yes Sir, her pants are very nice and tight especially around her pussy and her tits and nipples are very visible.” at this point they all had tears running down their cheeks.

 

“Well then ladies, should her pants be even tighter round her pussy, and her blouse be even tighter and more sheer?  Answer fast or I will push the button!”  Frank demanded.

 

Knowing what Frank was looking for they replied, “Yes Sir, her pants should be tighter around her pussy and her top could be tighter and more sheer,” they replied not knowing what else to say but knowing what was expected.

 

“Very good ladies, and how do you suggest we accomplish this?  I will ask you one by one, and I want specific answers from each of you,” shouted Frank.  “See ladies and Tracy, now that wasn’t that hard,” Frank said as he and the other guys let out an evil, loud laugh.  “Tracy, you will now serve as odd cunt out.  We are going to use you as an example of what happens if you ladies do not cooperate with us tonight.”

 

“What we will do first of all is have you Tracy, start drinking water from bottles we give you, and you will continue to drink all the bottles we give you but, you will not be allowed to use the restroom until we say you can.  In addition, I will be giving you a vibrator, which you will turn on.  You will unfasten and lower your pants down and part your legs in front of all seven of us so we can all see you insert it in your pussy.  As you do it, you will spread your pussy lips for us so we can see it going in, and you best have a big smile on your face so everyone here know just how much you are enjoying displaying your pussy to us and how much you like putting the vibrator inside your pussy.  You do want to do this right Tracy?”

 

“Yes I do Sir,” she replied.

 

“Yes you do what?”  Frank asked.

 

“I want to slide the vibrator into my pussy here in front of everyone,” she replied.

 

“And?”  Frank asked.

 

“God, please no more, I beg you,” she cried.

 

“Let us remind everyone one last time, everyone will answer all questions the way they were asked – not the way you want to.  Do all of you understand me?”  He asked.

 

“Yyeeess Sir, we understand,” was every ones reply.

 

“Ok, Tracy one last time to answer the question the correct way,” Frank said.

 

Tracy took her cue and said, “I want to slide the vibrator into my pussy right here in front of everyone and pull my pussy lips apart so everyone can see it going in.” she said as her head hung in shame, full humiliation and fear, tears ran down her cheek. 

 

Frank continued his instructions.  “Then you will pull your pants back up buckle it and close the waist button.  As tight as your pants are, they will hold the vibrator in place.  You will not cum, you will not pee, but you will continue to drink water.  The vibrator has a remote which I hold, I will determine how high or low it vibrates, any questions ladies?”

 

Frank went on to say, “My guess is Tracy, in a while, you will start feeling the need to pee real bad and to cum real bad, but you will not be allowed to do either.  You will retain all water you drink, is that understood?”

 

“Yyyess Sir, I understand,” she replied.

 

“Good, quick answers like we wanted.  You will continue to keep your blouse wet at all times so your tits and nipples are visible, and I am very sure you want to make sure your tits and nipples are always visible to us, don’t you?” he asked. 

 

“Yes Sir, I want to make sure my tits and nipples are always visible to everyone here,” Tracy replied, tears running down her face.

 

“Then as a final touch for right now Tracy, I am placing you on the stair master over there, you will keep using it till I tell you to stop.  No matter how long it takes, no matter how full of water you get, or how tired you get or how horny you get, you will continue to use it.  And I imagine that the motion your body will be moving on the stair master, the water in your belly and the vibrator up you twat, you will be begging to pee and cum very soon.  Unfortunately, you won’t be allowed to do either.  You can ask permission and it may be granted sometime.  I alone say you when, you are keep climbing in place you will continue to drink water when your told to drink”

 

 “I really don’t want to do this, isn’t there something else I can do, I won’t last on the stair master that long,” Tracy said with tears.

 

“No bitch, you will last as long as we say you do,” Frank shouted.  “Also Tracy, I am placing a metronome on top of the stair master, you had better make sure you keep up with it.”

 

Tracy was handcuffed to the stair master, it was turned on and she started.  Frank, taking out two small remotes, pointed one at Tracy and clicked the button.  Tracy immediately felt the vibrator coming alive inside her cunt.  Then the second remote was lifted and clicked, suddenly, she felt a series of small shocks, rising in intensity.  She quickly started stepping, the shocks stopped as long as she continued to move.

 

Tracy looked around puzzled then asked, “How do I keep my blouse wet?”

 

Frank replied, “Try putting a little effort on the stair master.  See bitch either you will sweat the water out since pissing it out isn’t an option, think you can decide how its done.”

 

“What do you mean, piss it out Frank?” she asked.

 

“Simple, if you don’t sweat it out, then you will start to piss it out as you are using the stair master.  But since you will have an inflatable plug up your cunt and your ass and you are unable to go to the restroom, maintaining the water in your belly will cause you to sweat, stupid bitch,” Frank replied.

 

The other three women were hoping that their captors would keep their attentions on Tracy, that way they wouldn’t be the object of their attention.  However, the hope was short lived.  The men left Tracy as she could go now where and she had an electronic trainer that would keep the cunt stepping.

 

Frank turned to Kelly and said, “Time for my bareback fuck, my little cum dump fuck toy, strip!”

 

Kelly started to strip with tears running down her cheek, thinking that she might be leaving with something more than she came with.  Kelly kept thinking what she would tell her husband.  It was then that she realized, if she got knocked-up, she would never know whose child it is.  She could already be pregnant from the coupling with her husband before he left.  She started to cry.

 

“Kelly, as I am fucking you, you will keep begging me to knock you up, no matter how you do it, but you damn well better sound convincing, is that understood, I will not prompt you,” Frank said.

 

“Yes Frank, I understand.”

 

“You understand what Kelly,” Frank demanded to know.

 

“I will keep begging you to please knock me up, to please get me pregnant,” was the reply.

 

“Very good Kelly, very good,” Frank chuckled.

 

Kelly started to strip as tears were running down her cheek.  She was thinking that she probably be leaving with something more than she came with.

 

“Ok Kelly, let’s get the party underway,” Frank shouted.

 

She had stalled a long as she could.  “Please Frank, don’t make me do this, I beg you, my husband will never understand, please, please,” she pleaded.

 

“I don’t give a rats ass about your husband, all I want right now is to hear you beg me to fuck you bareback and knock you up, that all” 

 

The other girls were also told to start stripping as well.  While Kelly was stripping and getting ready to meet her fate, Frank ducked by the back door, going outside giving the keys and credit cards, driver’s licenses to Jim the unseen forth captor.  Jim was ready to complete his tasks  while the women were being entertained, he went to work.

 

Jim took each of the women’s car to a near by no-tell motel – you know the kind of places that charge by the hour.  Going into the motel office, he slipped a fifty to the attendant and obtained registrations slips for rooms for the entire day.  He paid for them but didn’t complete the registration form, letting the attendant know that he will return them shortly. 

 

With the rooms paid for, Jim slipped an additional tip to the attendant.  The man reminded him that he would need the cards back filled out by midnight.  Jim turned and went to the parking lot.  Driving the car by the entrance, he pulled out a digital camera taking pictures of the car with its license plate in plan sight, in the background the motel office in the bottom corner of each picture was the month and date.  One by one, he brought the each of the four women’s car to the same location and repeated registering each one as a guest.  As Jim came back for another car, he would give Frank a quick call on his cell to pick up the motel registration cards with instructions to get them filled out. 

 

Jim knew all to well the plan is working fine.  Once these cards were back in place, if the women tried to talk, each of the guys would admit that they had sex with the woman, but they didn’t know the girls name and had no idea about any gym.  They were just hookers who took them back to ‘Bob’s No Tell Motel for a $100 trip around the world.’

 

Meanwhile, back in the gym, Frank and the others brought the women back together, not bothering to let them get dressed.  Frank gave Tracy a break from the work she was getting from her stair master.  He passed out the cards, telling each of them to fill out the cards complete with a signature.  The ladies didn’t realize that they were motel registrations cards since no names were on them, just a place for name, address, phone number, car description (make, model, and color) and car plate number, ending with a small statement that the about is a truthful statement and a place for a signature. 

 

Frank made it clear that if anybody fucks up their card, they would be replacing Tracy’s spot on the stair master.  The women took time to fill out cards perfectly.  Frank collected the cards and placed them in an envelope then outside the back door.

 

Jim saw the envelope as he returned for the last car and took the registration cards to the motel attendant.  The cards showed each of the women’s driver licenses, the clerk wrote down plate number on the back of each card and filed them.

 

Jim left thinking that with these cards, it would make the women’s credibility questioned if something went wrong.  It would make them out to be sluts in heat, maybe having some guilt about what happened and trying to come up some story to tell their families.

 

After finishing the first phase of the motel, it meant on to phase two.  This phase had him going to each of the four captive’s homes, looking through it to confirm information and get any items that may be useful to keep the women off set.  Having knowledge is the ultimate weapon after all. 

 

Once inside, he looked in the women’s closet see if she has any party clothes, which he referred to as slut-ware.  He checked out their taste in intimate apparel, looked for any sex toys and the method of birth control if any.  Tracy’s apartment was the most interesting, it seemed like she had a large porn video collection and her closet was packed with slut-ware, big time.  Jim even found some love letters that would make a sailor blush.  Jim quest for information wasn’t over until he found each of the four beauties address books and using his laptop, he quickly typed in info in. 

 

While this was going on things back at the gym were moving on.  Frank still had the women together, telling them that its time for their acting début.  He first pushed the button and all the women screamed as their shock collars came to life, causing them agonizing pain.  “Now that is a sample of medium for your collars.  Now if you fuck it up, you get more of the same.”

 

Frank was now deep inside of Kelly, fucking her as hard as he could.  She knew she had to keep it up, sweat was running in rivers off her face, from her efforts.  The sweat mixed with the tears from her eyes as she could not believe this was happening to her.  She had to keep it up, she had to sound convincing, and she knew she had to speak up load enough for everyone to clearly hear her.  She was terrified and shaking, “Please Frank, please keep fucking me hard and deep, fuck me as deep as you can, please keep shooting your hot sticky cum as deep into my belly as you can, please.  I really want and need to feel it as deep in my belly as you can shoot it, please.  I want you to knock me up, getting me pregnant, please, knock me up please, please make sure you are shooting your hot sticky cum deep enough into me belly to get me pregnant.  Please, I want and need to feel it shooting as deep into my fertile womb as you can shoot it.  Please, please, my fertile womb is waiting for your hot sticky cum to get me pregnant, please, please shoot all your hot sticky cum as deep into my into my fertile womb as you can,” Kelly pleaded.  “I need to feel it, I want to feel it, I have to know I am getting knocked up – pregnant with your bastard, and by feeling you shoot your hot sticky cum deep into my fertile womb I will know you are getting me pregnant.  Please fill my fertile womb with you hot sticky cum for me, please, please, I need to feel your hot sticky cum shooting deep into my fertile womb, I do” she cried, tears streaming down her face out of the humiliation of the situation.

 

While Frank finished fucking Kelly, Joe checked on Tracy, “Well cutie, how ya doing bitch,” he asked.

 

“I am doing the best I can sir, but my legs are really getting tired,” was the reply.

 

“Tough shit, think we care, just keep working, you best keep up with the metronome if you know what’s good for you, and while your add it, it’s time for more water, you are to drink at least half this bottle.”

 

He stared at her, watching her struggle, she wasn’t going as fast as she should be, so he took out the remote and zapped her collar.

 

“Oh, God no,” Tracy begged.  “Please stop, I’ll speed up, please stop the pain,” she pleaded.

 

“As soon as I see you moving faster, I will bitch,” he replied.  Suddenly she started moving faster, the pain was in her face, she was starting to sweat.

 

As Frank was finishing with Kelly the third time, he told her, “Kelly, I am going to cum, I want to hear you tell me and everyone else in the gym, in a clear voice so everyone hears you, just how wonderful it feels as my hot sticky cum shoots deep into your fertile womb.  You better sound very, very convincing and be very descriptive, or you will be sorry.  You will get zapped by your collar and Tracy will get two more weights added to her, as well as having to guzzle a whole bottle of water, adding to what she already has had, so her fate is in your hands bitch,” Frank snarled.

 

“Oh God, yes, I feel it, blast after blast down deep fill my cunt and fertile womb with your hot cum.  Just pump me full, knock me up, I need it bad, knock me up,” she purred, as Frank grunted, making his deposit.

 

“Beth, come over here NOW,” he shouted as he motioned her to come over.  She knew she’d better move quickly to where Frank was standing and Kelly lay panting.  Frank put his arm around Beth and looked down at Kelly he said, “I got an assignment for you two.  Since both of you good friends, and since you both have been fucking like rabbits, the boys and myself don’t like sloppy fuck holes, so you two get into a sixty-nine position and clean each other’s cunt out.”

 

Beth’s shocked look of disbelief said it all.  She just sat there shaking her head “No!”  She tried to speak saying, “Pleeasee, not that, I can’t, I just can’t.”

 

Kelly jumped in, “look you’ve your fun and got your rocks off multiple times, I not into girls.  I can’t do it and I won’t do… aaaa,” her words turn into screams.  “Asana!!”  Both Kelly and Beth were grabbing for the collars, but they wouldn’t give and the shocks grew stronger.

 

Frank spoke to both of them, “Look cunts, remember what I said about doing what you were told. I don’t like sloppy cunts, and I certainly don’t like a cunt telling me what she will or won’t do.  Do you understand that you lost that ability as soon as we walked in here?”  Frank said as he clicked the remote to halt the constant zaps from the collar.

 

“Now, one more time, get into a sixty-nine position and get those tongues busy.  Oh, to make it more challenging, not only will you both eat each other out but also, you may not cum for any reason.  I do not want to see either of you cum.  We want to have that special movement save for the future on tape.  If either of you don’t’ get with the program you will wish you did after I get done with you.”

 

Still weak and dizzy from the electrical shock they received, they followed Franks orders, getting into a sixty-nine position and started licking the others cunt.  Beth didn’t look like she was into to it so Frank pushes the collar remote to pulse the shock to max.  Frank laughed as the zap hit Beth.  It looked like she was trying to put her whole face up Kelly’s pussy.  The cleaning routine went on about 30 minutes when Frank thought that since they did like playing lezzy, the both needed some more practice.

 

“Ok, you two, time to get up” he said.  “Now damn it,” he shouted.  As they slowly got up, they noticed that Frank was holding a belt with two toys that connected to the belt. 

 

“Here is you new toy, cause we don’t want the holes to get lonely now would we,”  Frank continued.  “Each of you will first suck on both plug and dildo and then insert the toy in the other girls twat.  Got that, do you understand?  Kelly, you go first,” Frank waited for the answer that came quickly. 

 

“Yes Sir, I understand,” Kelly said hanging her head in shame, thinking what more could he do to me.

 

Beth likewise said, “Yes, Sir, I understand.”  Her head was hanging in shame, also.

 

Frank followed with these instructions, “You both will place the vibrating toys inside of your holes, I will control the speed.  You will wrap the straps around your waist tightly holding both toys inside,” Frank continued, “Understand that with your toys in place, you may feel the need to cum but that’s not an option, you are, under any circumstances, allowed to cum.  If you do, I will deal with you very harshly.  As bad as these last three fucks may have been for you, what will happen to you, will make our session here look like a picnic, understand my bitches?”

 

“Yes, Sir, we understand,” both said, hanging her head in shame, thinking what more could he do to them.

 

“Since you both were reluctant at your muff diving assignment, I think you need some more practice.  You will cooperate ladies.  I will be video taping your time together.  The tape will clearly show your wedding band Kelly as well as you tightly embracing Beth, kissing her, and walking around together holding hands or with your arms around each other waists.  We also will have photos available to all those interested in them later,” Frank said with a chuckle.

 

“I strongly recommend that you require no prompting from any of us, he reminded them.   “  Oh, and the video is might include the begging me to fill your fertile womb with my hot cum – if I remember your words correctly.  It will certainly make your hubby happy and maybe we can add that you are in love with Beth also.  I bet hubby would love to see and hear that his wife is carry the child of someone else after begging the guy to knock her up, begging him with all her heart.  I know that the two of you will not only sound very convincing, but that you will not need to be prompted or remind what you have to do, and how to do it.  Not to mention I still have plenty of weight left here for Tracy, who at this point, I am sure want no more weights, right Tracy,” he asked.

 

All three looked at Tracy, “No, God no, no more weights please.  Kelly, Beth, PLEASE do what he tells you, PLEASE!!!!” she begged.  They looked at Tracy on the stair master, she was working it as fast as she could, had sweat running in rivers off her face and her top was soaked with water.  It was sticking to her and the expression on her face showed the pain, humiliation and the desperation she needed to cum and piss.

 

“Tracy, I bet you really need to cum real bad now and I bet you also really need to pee real bad, right,” he asked.

 

“Oh God yes.  Please let me pee I am going to explode and I need to cum so bad my legs are shaking please, please let me pee and cum, I beg you, PLEASE!!!!!” she cried out.

 

“No, sorry bitch, maybe in a little while, but not quite yet.  You look like you need more water.  DRINK IT NOW!!’ he demanded.

 

“Yes Sir, we will sound very convincing,” Kelly replied, terrified what would happen if her husband saw the video and pictures of her begging some guy to knock her up only to be followed by her having a lesbian affair.  She knew he would kill her, she simply wanted to die.

 

“Ok ladies, time to get close,” Frank ordered, they stood there.  “Ladies NOW,” he shouted and they moved loser to each other.

 

“Ladies, what I want is for you both to give each other a huge hug, real tight, go on, do it,” Frank ordered.

 

They started to embrace, hugging each other as tight as they could.  “I want it to be a romantic hug bitches, not just a hug, put feeling into damn it,” he shouted.  They stood there in a tight romantic hug.  “Ok, ladies, now I want you to start kissing each other and feeling each other up,” he ordered.

 

“Oh God, no, please Frank, not that, please,” Beth started to cry. 

 

“You heard me Beth, now, start kissing Kelly, but do it like you want to be kissing her, make it romantic, sensuous, or I add another weight or two to Tracy over there.”  They looked at each other, tears running down their faces and they realized what they had to do, so Beth started giving Kelly little kisses on the cheek and the ear and Kelly the same.

 

“Damn it ladies, I will not tell you again, and now I will put another weight on Tracy,” he said as he walked over to Tracy and placed a third weight on her.  She winced in more pain, she now had three weights on her.

 

“Please no more weights I can’t take anymore pain,” Tracy pleaded.

 

“Well Tracy, that is up to Beth and Kelly here, that depends on how much prompting all of us have to give them to make them work with our program,” he replied.

 

“Beth, Kelly, please, please do what they want – don’t make them prompt you at all.  Please, I can’t take any more weight, my tits are killing me now, PLEASE,” Tracy begged her friends.

 

“And, to insure you once again you do as told, I am turning on the vibrator inside of you two on high, but neither of you will get to cum, no matter how hot you get.  The better performance’s you both give me and everyone here the rest of the time we are together, the lower it will be vibrating.  If you do cum, I will place three weights on Tracy and place you on the stationary bike for oh, say, an hour or so.  That should be enough to keep your from coming.  Is that understood ladies?  The better the performance, the less prompting required, the lower the vibrator buzzes, it’s that simple ladies.”

 

“Yyeess Sir, we understand that we may not cum under any circumstances.” they both cried.

 

“Well, finally a correct reply the first time, go to it ladies, show time,” Frank said.  He looked at Beth and Kelly and they knew what was expected.  They gave each other light soft kisses on the lips, the cheeks, ear lobs not doing anything more then they had to.

 

“Now, ladies, the lips, hard, slow, sensuous, DO IT,” he ordered, realizing what they were doing.  They started kissing each other on the lips, they stayed lipped-locked, not knowing what else he wanted of them.

 

“Ok, ladies, it is time to see tongue action.  I want to see wide-open mouths, lots of tongue and slow hot wet kisses from both of you,” Frank ordered.

 

“You both are to be leezies from now on, showing me and each other how much you really do love each other,” he said.

 

“Oh God Frank, not that please, we beg you, please not that,” Kelly cried.

 

“Shut up and get going before I lose my patience.  And remember what I said, if the kisses are not hot and sensuous and you both do not put on a real hot show for me and everyone here proving to me and all the others, you really do love each other or both will suffer.”  Frank added, “If you both fail me, one of you will be jump roping with Terri for a straight hour with your vibrating toys buzzing away and a full belly of water.  The other, well, let’s just say it won’t be pleasant.”

 

“Oh God Frank, anything but this, I am not a lesbian pleaseee,” Kelly pleaded.

 

“Well I guess you are an ice maiden, guess we need to thaw you out.”  Frank grabbed Kelly’s hand, drug her over to a bench press machine.  Quickly, he tied her down backward, with each leg over the bar.  He grabbing the vibrating dildo and removed it, he then tied Kelly’s hands to the legs of the bench.  Frank started talking to Kelly, “You know I have a special way of thawing out an ice maiden.  He rammed the dildo into Kelly’s mouth then produced a small bottle with a red liquid in it.  Kelly just watch as he proceeded to get her clit nice and hard the watch her tormenter to drop four drops of the red liquid  on her clit.  It didn’t take long from the cool liquid to start heating up, Kelly realized that Frank has just put Tabasco on her clit and it felt like it was burning a hole in her twat.  “I will be back in awhile.”

 

Kelly was pulling at her bonds, unable to move much, and the heat intensifying as time goes on ...

 

She heard Frank, “When you are told to suck twat , you better suck twat.”

 

Beth, was next to get the ICE MAIDEN treatment, She kept saying she would eat pussy, but no avail.  Both the ladies got an hour with every fifteen minutes new drops of the Tabasco was placed dripped on the girls clit’s.

 

One hour later, Frank released them, and they didn’t hesitate to clean each the burning in their cunts was replaced with a burning in their mouth.

 

“Get going ladies now or we skip this and go back to defrosting you ladies out some more”

 

Kelly started moving her hands to first stroke Beth’s tits as she openly was kissing Beth.  Beth followed Kelly’s lead.  Both the girls noticed that the vibrating plug and dildo were slowing down so that kept them kissing and gapping each other tit’s.

 

“Ok ladies lets see some real hot action, and you better be convincing remember I have a lot more Tabasco if you fail me and to each other and I expect to hear you saying loud and clear to each other how much you love each other, I want to hear it bitches, NOW” he demanded

 

With that Kelly placed both of her hands on Beth’s cheeks and started kissing her gently on the mouth, Beth returned the kiss, they started kissing each other on the lips, but their mouths were closed, the wanted to delay things as long as possible.

 

Frank started yelling “Come on ladies, you know what you have to do, let’s get things rolling here”

 

Realizing they had no choice, both ladies very slowly opened their mouths, and started with their tongues, “Ladies, I want to see mouths wide open, lots of tongue and hear you telling each other just how much you love it each, I better beagle to see and hear what is going on, no more reminders”

 

With that both ladies finally opened their mouths as wide as they could and made sure theirs tongues were visible and wrestling with the others, they both had tears streaming down their faces.

 

“That’s it ladies, keep going till I tell you both to stop, I also want to hear to hear you talking to each other, make sure you let each other know how much you really love this and each other,” Frank demanded.

 

Meanwhile, Buck was working with Terri.  “Terri, what you will do now, is to start doing jumping jacks.  I will put music on and you will keep the beat, no stopping, no slowing down, till I say you can and you will continue to drink water.  Failure to follow my instructions will result in me placing a nipple clamps on you and adding weights, any questions bitch?” he asked.

 

“Nnnoo Sir,” was her quick reply.

 

While Terri started, Buck was standing there moving his eyes back and forth between Terri and keeping an on the action with Kelly and Beth, he could hear them clearly.

 

“Kelly, please keep kissing me, you smell and taste so good, I want more of you,” she said with a quiver in her voice, “Ppplease Kelly, show me how much you love me.

 

In a few minutes, Buck asked Terri, “Well Terri, how ya doing sweetie?”

 

“Buck, I can’t keep this up, please let me have a break, I am so tired and hot, I need to use the restroom.”

 

“Sorry bitch, see the boys and I have been watching the show and have gotten a little frisky.  Tracy looks kind of lonely, so we thought while you keep those tits bouncing we would entertain Tracy.”

 

Tracy already knew what that meant, as she was led to a couch she saw Kelly and Beth struggling with their bonds seeing the pain in their eyes.  Tracy was brought back to the event at hand. 

 

Joe told Tracy, “You know we got more Tabasco if you need some defrosting.”

 

Tracy made her mind up quickly, thinking “I know I will be fucked, or soon to be fucked, might as well get it over with and save some wear and tear on my body.” 

 

Tracy was lowered to the floor and didn’t bothered to look up as she knew that straight in front of her was the crotch of the man in front of her.  He removed his cock and she opened her mouth and tried her best to give him the best blowjob in his life.  One by one, each of the guys fucked her mouth as all the guys were hard and ready.  All the while passing a camera back and forth so each could record the event, making sure that Tracy’s image was clean in the picture and the guys weren’t.  First, one on one, then double team fucked her.  She knew what was expected of her without any prompting, she was begging for more dicks.  They guys were pleased that it didn’t take any prompting and the picture turned out great.

 

As they guys finished with their new fuck toy, Terri was begging to be allowed to go the rest room.  Frank listened and went over to Terri to hear her begging to be allowed to go the restroom.  Frank offered her, “I will tell you what, you keep this up for ten more minutes and we will see, but I want to see some real effort out of you.”

 

Terri continued with the jumping jacks, putting all she could into the effort.  However, by the time she was allowed to stop, her legs and tit’s were killing her.  She felt relieved to be allowed to stop.

 

Terri kept saying, “Thank you Sir, thank you.”

 

Frank then order Terri to clean out their fuck toy.  Without a moment hesitation, Terri was on it.

 

Terri also made up her mind that these guys would get what they wanted so to resist would on take it toll on your body.  Besides this wasn’t Terri’s first time at eating at the ‘Y.’

 

Franks cell phone went off.  It was Jim, calling to let him know he will be there shortly.  It was a time to relax and enjoy some of what he put so much time and planning into.  Frank got the women together and formed a line, waiting for Jim to return. 

 

As Jim walked in, the women hoped this nightmare would soon be over thinking.  They thought that Jim would be their knight in shining armor, little did they know that things were about to go from bad to worse!

 

Jim started to address the group.  “Greeting ladies, hope the boys here kept you occupied and you weren’t too bored.”  Jim said with a chuckle.  “I guess I need to introduce myself, you can call me Master Jim.  Just so you know who the boss is around here, I am!  Understand, what I say goes, there will be no questioning.  Frank here tells me that some of you are a little hesitant in following orders.

 

“I had a few errands today.  I have visited every ones home, you know, checked-out where you sluts live, saw how you high class bitches live, big houses, expensive cars, you know.  I did remember however, to bring some goodies back with me.  Among the things I brought back were some toys for all of us to play with and enjoy, enough blank video tape to video everything, no matter how long we all party together, enough film to take pictures of everyone and everything we do this weekend.  I also went through all your closets, dresser drawers, everywhere in the house and among things I brought back for your enjoyment were a lot of your own clothes that you ladies apparently love to wear.  And, based on the sizes and styles I found for each of you, I even was kind enough to buy all of you additional clothes for this evening.  Yes, ladies tonight and in the future, we will all have a wonderful time, really get to know each other as best we can and really have fun.  Are you all ready to party with me and the boys?”  Jim asked with a chuckle.

 

There was on reply, so he quickly started zapping all the collars.  Instantaneously, the women quickly replied,  “Yes Sir, we are ready to party.”

 

“Ya see ladies, if you do not reply immediately, correctly, with smiles and enthusiasm, you will be zapped, make no mistake about it.  The longer you argue, the longer you fight us, the longer you delay on any order, the longer you will be zapped each time until we feel you are doing, and responding exactly like WE want you to.  Let me give you all an example,” Jim said as he walks up to Beth.  “Beth, Frank wants his cock sucked.  Why don’t you beg him – and I mean really beg him, to allow you to show him your knowledge in the oral department.  You would just love to do that wouldn’t you?”

 

She waited all of one second when she saw Jim’s finger on the control button of her collar remote.  “Yes Sir, I would very much love to beg Frank to let me give him a blow job,” she replied hanging her head in shame and humiliation.

 

Beth looked up “Please Sir, I…” her speech was cut short and a scream erupted from her lips as Jim pressed the button on the remote.  The pain that Beth felt was agonizing.  All the other times her captors used the shock collars the pain was short-lived.  This time he just kept zapping her.  She was on the floor, clutching the collar.

 

Jim told her that she better get her pretty ass over to Frank and start begging him and sincerely if she wanted the zapping to stop and get his cock in her mouth.  She struggled to crawl over to Frank and started begging him for the honor of giving him a blowjob.  After begging a few times, Frank agreed and Beth almost ripped his pants open and quickly got his cock into her mouth.  “Make it very slow, very hot, very sensuous,” he ordered.

 

Jim clicked the remote off and started speaking to the group.  “I hope you all realize that Beth was reluctant, but she did not see the point of our little exercise, till she saw my finger on the remote of her collar.  Only then did she start moving.  That ladies, is NOT acceptable.  If you think that you can avoid an order, you are mistaken.  The collars you gals have on have enough power to fry your brains if left on long enough.  The only person you will help is yourself by doing what is asked of you.  I won’t question anything, don’t try to think of a way out of it, just DO IT!!!”

 

“I know that some of you will find things humiliating, disgusting, but you will do it.  Just when, is the question!  Some of you might be thinking that if you fight long enough you will get out of doing it.  What will happen, the shock collars will fry your brain making it difficult, if not impossible, for any short term memory and old memories will be just scrambled bits and pieces.  You will be sold as entertainment.  You could end up doing donkey shows four times a night or a piece of fluff in a rough sex club.  Or just a two-bit whore.  Maybe you’ll be a porno star.  I guess the worse case scenario would be just a fuck toy, a dumb bimbo who fucks to get a place to sleep, too stupid to know that she should be charging for her favors,” he continued.

 

“See, you don’t have a choice any more, you are my bitches now and you will all remain my property for as long as I decide to keep you, be it a week, a month, a year or the rest of your fucking lives.  There is nothing here you can say or do to negotiate yourself out of what we say, it’s simple, you just do it.  If, for example, one of my friends is having a party and calls and says he wants you there, even at the last minute, you will be there.  If he tells you to dress a certain way, you will immediately tell him yes and ask him exactly what he wants you to wear and how he wants you to wear it. 

 

You will always be very, very descriptive to ANY questions he asks or we ask of you.  And, you will always sound very happy and excited to accommodate him or anyone else we direct your way now or in the future.  If he wants to show his buddies that you will do ANYTHING he says, you will do anything he says.  If he tells you to got outside and fuck a trailer hitch on his truck, then you enjoy an intimate relationship with his fucking trailer hitch.  Your ability to say what you will and will not do is over.”

 

“It may be my finger that pushes the button, but your actions, responses and replies to what we tell you to do now and in the future, solely determine if you get zapped, how long, and how often.  It is as if you are pushing the button yourself.”

 

“Beth, that’s enough fun for now, get your ass back in line, but before you do, you properly thank Frank for allowing you to give him a blow job, and you better sound convincing.”  Jim smiled, as Beth jumped and did exactly what he said.

  

“Ok, bitches, gather round I need to explain the rules you will be living under now both here and in the future.  Remember, these are NOT negotiable, what happens to you as individuals and as a groups depends solely on you and your responses to us.”

 

Frank walked around the group and passed each woman a folder that had their name on it.  “Now gals, open them up we have some more paperwork to get out of the way.”

 

Each of the folders had pages that were personalized with a copy of their driver’s license in the corner.  The top page on the right had rules that each will live by.  The other side of the folder had a listing of family, work associates and other friends along with address and phone numbers.

 

Jim continued, "Here ladies are the rules that you will live by inside your house.  There will be a different dress code for each of you when you are outside, going on errands and not at home.”  The women looked at the list of rules in disbelief.

 

            1.         I will remain naked with six-inch heels on at all time when I am alone at home, unless directed otherwise by my Masters.

 

            2.         When I am not alone, I will wear a skirt and top or dress with garter belts and stockings and three-inch heels, unless directed otherwise by my Masters.

 

            3.         I will always have my hair done and make-up as my Masters like it.

 

            4.         I am never to sit on a toilet seat.  When I use a bathroom, I will squat over the bowl with the seat up.

 

            5.         I will always have my ass lubricated.  Remember the asshole you save will be you own.

 

            6.         I will keep my pussy bald at all times.

 

            7.         I will never wear panties or bra unless directed by my Masters.

 

            8.         I will sleep naked, on my stomach with a pillow under my stomach, my legs spread for easy and immediate access to both my cunt and ass.

 

            9.         I will never lock any of my doors to my home.

 

            10.       I will never refuse an order of my Masters.

 

            11.       I will wear my collar at all time when I am alone and carry it in my purse at all other times.

 

            12.       I will exercise daily, keep myself fit and make sure every time I do, I work up a healthy heavy sweat.  This will be done in front of my computer’s web cam so my Masters can check on me from time to time, as well as any body else with a computer who wishes to watch me.  This will be done with a smile on my face.

 

            13.       I will never make any decisions without consulting my Masters.

 

            14.       I will have my butt plug, dildo and nipple clamps with me at all times.

 

            15.       I will respect all guests visiting me or using my body for their pleasure and I will do my best to make sure they are satisfied.  I will note all failure for which I will be punished.

 

            16.       I will always display a smiling face.

 

            17.       I will always thank those who make comments or lewd comments about me, my dress or my body.  And openly and happily encourage them to do so.

 

            18.       I will masturbate every morning, at lunch and as soon as I get home from work, BUT I will not have an orgasm without permission.

 

            19.       I acknowledge that I am obeying these and all other rules and orders from my Masters because I want to be a good pet.

 

            20.       I understand that my Masters now control my life.

 

            21.       I will always ask permission of my fucker if I may cum.  I understand if  I am told no, that means ‘NO’.  I will report all failures when I do cum without permission and will be punished for such failure.  I will also report anytime I did get permission and if I faked it, for which I will be punished.

 

 

Jim continued talking, “Each of you will sign their page.  Frank will be around with a pen so you can sign them and collect them.  You ladies may also notice the page with all the addresses on them.  If you fail to live by these rules, the copies of picture’s, video’s and those interesting comments will be mailed to them.  Trust me you will have a lot of explaining to do if that happens.”

 

Suddenly, like a light going off, the captives realized that this wasn’t going to end.  Maybe they were hoping that once their captors were all fucked out, they would leave.  Jim had the remote to the shock collars in his hand to offer a visual reminder what would happen if they didn’t comply.

 

“Now we know the rules you will live under when going out with others or in public places to party.  I guess the boys in your class and coworkers will really enjoy the view as you follow the rules.  Sitting with your legs parted, no panties.  You are going to be one of the most popular employee, won’t you,” Joe said laughing.

 

“We don’t want to overtax your brains, but since we have done the rules, the next item is your journals or diaries.  Each of you will be given a bound book, this will be where you record you activities with us as well as others.  This book will be kept on a bookshelf so if someone was looking through your books they might stumble across it.  You name is printed on the cover as well as the phrase, “The Sexual Escapades of Slut <Name>”.  Inside cover will be a couple of pictures of you posing showing your tit’s, ass and cunt off.”

 

Joes continued to read the rules for the women’s behavior outside of home.

 

            1.         You will be very graphic about what you did.  This includes sexual positions, as well as the location where you fucked.

 

            2.         You will detailed how you were dress, making sure to note if you choose the dress, one of your Masters instructed, or your Fucker instructed how you were to dress.

 

            3.         Who fucked you, first names will be fine, don’t want to burden your slut minds.  I am sure in gangbangs and bar pick-ups, you may not know their names.  Then you refer to as Cock #1, Cock #2., etc.

 

            4.         If it was with a male, again what he wore, where you found him, how you picked him up and why you choose this person.  What he told you to wear and how to wear it, were he shot his load, up the twat, up the ass, down your throat, or on your face and body, being very descriptive on all accounts

 

            5.         How many loads you begged, bartered or paid for and how many you received.

 

            6.         If female lover, what she wore, what she had you wear, very descriptive again, then how many time you made her come and toys used.  In general, write out any slut-like activity they had you perform.  That could be flashing you tits, ass or cunt as ordered by your partner.

 

            7.         The physical description of the partner i.e. size of cock or age, race, and sex (male or female).

 

            8.         Description of what acts they had you perform i.e. blowjob, anal, straight, facial, water sports, water play, bondage.

 

            9.         You will always say how you met your fuck, how you picked them up, how they told you to dress, if they tell you they are taking you back to your house because they want to select the outfit they want you to wear and how they want you to wear it.  You will smile and happily accommodate them any way you need to and you will tell them this.  Your only purpose it to keep them happy, no matter what you have to do .

 

            10.       You will always give each encounter, be they male or female, your email address, your cell phone number, your home phone number, and your pager number telling them – no, encouraging them, to call you anytime day or night.  Make sure they know if they need a mouth, ass or cunt to fuck you are willing.  Tell them you do gangbangs, provide maid service, that you will always be more then happy to meet them where they say, when they say, dressed as they say, do what they say.  When called, unless occupied with your Master, you will stop immediately to accommodate  them, if you are making  dinner you will STOP, if you are sleeping you WILL GET UP.

 

11.  You are to keep track of your cycle and know when you are ovulating.  You will make a point to tell your Fucker that you are ovulating and that you are very, very fertile.  You are to let the Fucker know you need his loads in your cunt.  If need be, you will beg him.  You are to offer your Fucker anything he wants like to host a gang-bang for his buddies, do his dog, what ever he wants.  Your objective is to get your Fuck to deposit his baby juice as deep inside you as they can.  You will tell them, plead with them, barter with then, pay them do what ever you need to, to insure they fill your ripe unprotected cunt with their hot, sticky cum.  You will refer to it as their hot, sticky cum and your very ripe, very fertile cunt. 

 

You will note just what you had to do to get that load up your twat.  You will also note when you fail to convince your Fucker and you will be punished for these failures.  The objective is at least two loads of cum up your cunt.  You should describe that wonderful feeling each jet of cum as it hits your cunt wall.  Like all good sluts, you are to submit weekly for Aid’s and STD tests.  You carry the documentation with you at all times, showing you potential fuck you’re disease free. 

 

If ask why you don’t use protection, you should tell the truth, that a good slut doesn’t use protection.  Explain to them that you want and need to feel their hot, sticky cum shooting as far into your unprotected, fertile womb as it can and that’s the only way for you to feel it the way you want and need to feel it.  Make sure to tell your Fucker how wonder you feel just after he pops’s his load inside you.

 

If, and when, you get pregnant, let you Master know.  He will decide if it’s a quick trip to the abortion clinic or it’s time for everyone to start calling you mommy.  We may decide that since you got yourself knocked up, the problem is yours to deal with.  If you’re told that you got a bastard to raise, then you will also put a personal notice in the newspaper thanking who ever knocked you up.  You will list out any names that might have done the deed listing out your full name.

 

“Maybe you ladies don’t see the beauty of a book of this nature.  It will help break the ice, at first you have to explain to you new stud the purpose of the book and that you want him to help you put an exciting entry.  As you gain more experience ­– a nice way to say once you become the slut you’re destine to be –  when you bring home a new stud, it will be that much easier.”

 

While you duck into the bathroom to get your self-ready for a fucking, your new stud will get to thumb though your diary.  That way he will know there isn’t anything that is off limits as far as sex goes.  This will save you time getting what you want most, a good fucking!  You won’t have any of those awkward moments like not knowing how to tell your date to stick his dick up your ass.  The only think that you have to ask your stud is if you have permission to cum, if you’re told no, then it is NO, period.”

 

Jim continued, "Ladies, if you look over there by the wall you will see a stimulus table, anyone know what that's is?" he asked with a chuckle.  All the women shook their heads no.

 

"I didn't think so, so let me and the boys tell you, a stimulus table is a table set up with two leg spreaders to allow someone to spread a persons legs apart and lock them in place.  The steel rod you see at the end, has a dildo on it, all stainless steel except the dido and its head, which are plastic and rubber.  What the rod does, at a speed pre-set, is slow methodically push the dido in and out of its occupant and the person who is running controls the speed.  They can make you cum very fast, or on the older hand, keep you right on the brink indefinitely and not allow you to cum at all.  You want to but it won't quite push you over the edge.  The tubes you see with the cups goes over your tits, gentle sucking them, again according to a pre-set speed.”

 

“So, very simply put, who ever is operating the table can keep a person right on the edge of cumming without being able to cum and or gentle suck your tits and nipples with just enough stimulation to keep you right on the edge.  The reason I show you this, is that this is another punishment machine.  Who ever is lucky, or unlucky as the case might be, to end up on it, will end up being fucked slow enough to bring her right to the end of cumming but not enough to push her over the edge and they will also have their tits sucked just enough to keep the stimulation up.”

 

He continued explaining, “The table always allows us to administer an enema.  So just think, you are being fuck to the point of cumming, can't cum, your tits are being sucked, can't cum and you have a belly full of water and can't move or release it.  This table will be used while we are here.  The only question is, who will end up on it or how many of you will end up on it at different times.  Oh, I forgot to mention, once you are on the table only the operator can turn it off, so imagine the need to cum desperately for say an hour and unable to cum or release the enema, if that is also used.  I hope that this explanation of the table will be an additional idea to make sure you do not fail us.  And trust me, we will not hesitate to use it if need be.  The last lady on this had on leather pants, a leotard top and was on it for three hours.  Man was she hot, sweaty, begging to cum, to release the enema and all.  Please keep this in mind, and enjoy the rest of your evening," he said with a laugh.

 

Jim thought the women could use a break, and they could definitely use a shower.  He got the women together and started to explain his plan.  “You know, the boys have told me they have sampled you charms.  They agree you all need practice, but rest assured you all will be accomplished sluts by the time we are done with each and everyone of you.  And we don’t care how many fucks it takes,” chucking at his comment.  “I realized that we haven’t seen just what you sluts look like dressed up, so we are going to give you a little break.  You can get cleaned up, don’t forget to wash out those cum dumpsters.”

 

Jim continued, “You may recall I brought some of your cloths, along with some accessories that I didn’t find, but thought any decent slut would have.  You should know that these aren’t gifts, each and everyone one these items were purchased by your credit cards from ‘Naughty But Nice’.  A store that you will get to know by name I am sure.  You also were signed up for their monthly mailer.”

 

“One of you will get a special outfit.  See I have a thing for rubber and leather outfits, I like to call them slut-ware.  You know the outfits, those that make ever man’s dick hard from just looking at them.  Here is a deck of cards,” Jim shuffles the cards and gives each lady a card from the deck.

 

Kelly looked and saw it was a king.  She showed everyone, smiling and thinking she  had won.

 

Tracy got a duce, showing the card reluctantly thinking, “I am fucked, again!”

 

Terri got a ten and Beth Got a queen.

 

“Now lets see who got lucky,” Jim said as he pulled a coin from his pocket saying, “Heads, high card wins  –tails low card wins.”

 

Jim flipped the coin, and he looked at it announcing to the group “Kelly got lucky!  Also, you sluts had better look like walking and talking wet dreams, if not you get stripped and tied spread eagle over the horse in the gymnastics room.  Since the other sluts will be dressed, guess if something comes up, you will be used to take the starch out of it,”  Jim chucked.

 

“Ok, sluts, hit the showers.  Kelly you better shave you legs, underarms and your cunt real close.”  Jim said as he slapped Tracy on the ass.

 

The water felt good on each of their bodies.  Kelly just stood there wondering, “How did I get lucky? What is this special outfit?  Why would I need to shave?  I guess time would tell.”

 

Each of the women made up their minds that they wouldn’t be the one over the horse.

 

The captives quickly cleaned up, taking time to fix their hair.  If someone would be observing them, they looked like they were going clubbing, each taking time to make themselves look extra nice.  As the sluts came out Kelly was ushered away to the lounge by Jim.

 

As they started to get dress Beth was the first to notice that her favorite skirt had been modified, it was shorter, and she notice that the two side slits now went all the way to the waist band.  With garter belt, black stocking, she knew that is she moved too quickly, she would be flashing her pantiless ass to the world.  She rationalized that the creeps already saw everything she had, so at least she wouldn’t be tied to that damn horse if she could help it.  As she was finding all the parts to her outfit, the hose, garter belt, skirt, she found them all but the top.  Grinning, Buck gave her a bag.  Inside was her top, it was like a sting bikini, two triangle pieces of material, with a gold chain between them and strings from the top and sides.  As Beth took out her top, she realized that the golden chain wasn’t just an accent piece, they were in fact connected to nipple clamps on the inside of you top. 

 

Beth looked at them for a second, when Buck spoke up, “Just squeeze the ends and place them on those nipples.  Hurry up now.”

 

Beth attached them to her nipples.  Her nipples had seen a lot of use from her captors, nipping and pulling at them.  Beth thought, “Those bastards had this planned all along.  That is why everyone one of them kept biting and abusing my nipples.”  She placed the first one on, and the pain astounded her.  Taking a second or two, she then opened the second clamp and placed it on her sore nipple.  Then she reached up to tie the strings on her top.  As she stood there, she kept feeling those nipple clamps doing their jobs.

 

Tracy had recognized her cloths, a leather halter and micro mini-skirt.  She had this outfit in college, but hasn’t worn it in a long time.  She noticed her bag was small as it was handed to her.  Looking in it, she saw only four items.  A set of ear rings which were gold hoops with plastic containers attached.  Tracy had to take a second look, on the plastic containers the words ‘For Emergency Use Only!’  Inside were red condoms.  The second, item was a necklace, the golden letters spelled out, ‘Fuck Toy’.  She pulled out the third thing, it was a remote control vibrating egg.  The last item was an ankle bracelet with the words ‘I fuck for beer’ carved in it. 

 

Tracy already knew if she put up a fuss, she would be on the horse, or back on that damn bike, with out any prompting she put the ear rings on, hiked one leg up inserted the egg in her cunt.  Next the necklace followed by the ankle bracelet.  As she was putting on her five-inch spike heels, she jumped when the egg came alive.  She looked around and saw Joe smiling at her.  Tracy, just looked at him and smiled, mouthing thank you.  She thought she might get some points since it was every girl for them self.

 

As Terri got dressed, a mini skirt that she bought long ago, she was handed her bag.  Inside was a cut off T-shirt that had the words ‘I swallow’ printed on the front, the back had the words ‘And, I fuck, too!’  Terri wanted to scream, but knew that she had no choice, she would wear it or it would be something worse if she refused.  In the bottom of the bag, she found a belt the words ‘Fuck Slut’ on the buckle.  She put on her four-inch fuck me heels that she bought to attend a theme party back in college.

 

Back in the lounge, Kelly found out that her outfit was skin tight, and the answer to all her question.  Jim broke out the liquid latex.  Slowly he had painted Kelly’s body, leaving her with cleavage showing, but not much else.  Kelly already notice the one thing that she didn’t like about the liquid latex as she was painted, she started to get hot, very hot.  Jim had taken the time to paint her from her neck down to her ankles, her cleavage the only thing not covered.  A couple accessories were added, a belt like Terri’s except the writing on this one said,  ‘I fuck for money!’  and a  necklace with ‘Slut’ in gold letters.

 

Kelly felt ashamed, but knew that she could no longer get Jim to stop and let her go.  She just stood there while he painted her body.  Jim said, “Just think Kelly, you could star in the Epson Printer commercial.”  Chucking he added, “Don’t worry, if you loose, you won’t have to take off your outfit.  From a distant know one will be able to tell that you don’t’ have anything on.” 

 

The last thing she put on was her four-inch high heels.  Kelly wondered why she bought those awful shoes.  She then noticed Jim handing her a bag.  Inside was a remote control dual vibrating eggs.  Jim said grinning, ‘We're running late, just lick them and pop them in place.”

 

Terri quickly did as she was told.  As she got the last one in her ass, she squealed as Jim checked the remote.

 

The women noticed Kelly returning with Jim.  As Kelly got closer, they noticed the necklace, the belt buckle and the obvious walk that meant she had something inside her.  They then realized that she wasn’t wearing the clothes, rather Jim had painted something shiny on to Kelly.

 

Jim started to speak, “OK sluts, let’s see you strut your stuff.  Remember the looser gets the horse.”  The women, one by one, did just that, strutting, making there own addition to Jim’s ‘Sluts on Parade.’ 

 

All the guys voted, Kelly was the looser.  Kelly was tied face down with her legs and arms tied to the gymnastic horse.  A hint of pink poked out from her cunt as her legs were pulled apart and the dried liquid latex ripped.  Jim grabbled the string that was on the eggs’ inside his captive.  She quickly jerked the vibrating toys from her most private regions.

 

Starting with Jim, each fucked Kelly.  When one guy was done, Beth, then Terri, and last Tracy, had to perform clean up duty on either Kelly’s cunt or asshole.

 

Kelly was tied to the horse for some time.  She was butt fucked, mouth fucked and cunt fucked several times.  In between, the girls armed with vibrators and dildos to keep Kelly aroused and begging to cum.  Kelly was getting very hot, the guys kept pouring water in her month as she ached from the need to piss.  This torment lasted about two hours.

 

The women had already suffered rape and humiliation.  They thought it couldn’t get any worse that this ­– made up like cheap hookers and to act like common street whores.

 

As Kelly was thanking the guys for her a bareback fucks, and her tasty snacks, Jim spoke, “Guess we need some more excitement.  So, what we are going to do is break out the video equipment.  We are going to tape each of you in your slut-ware.  You will look in the camera and tell your friends how much you love sex.”

 

Frank outline what was to happen, “Sluts, you did yourself proud each one of you looks so hot, you would think that each one of you must work at “Whores Are Us.”  

 

He them gave them a few minutes to fix their hair and makeup.  Frank stood next to Kelly as he held the chain attached to each nipple and said,  “Guess you need to piss.” 

 

Kelly said, “Yes, I do so badly, please let me piss.  I need to real bad, please, please.”

 

Frank looked at Kelly and said, “Sure you can right after you clean the boys up and myself up.”

 

Kelly didn’t waste a second.  She didn’t asked what they wanted cleaned she already knew.  Kelly was down on her knees opening up Frank’s pants pulling out his cock and preceded to give her best hummer she could.

 

“Good job, Kelly,” Frank said as patted Kelly’s head.  “By the way, how’s Tracey’s cunt taste?”

 

Kelly quickly went to Buck doing the same until he too made a lurid comment about Beth’s cunts juices on his dick.  Kelly moved on to Joe who also enjoyed the hummer  and gave Kelly a mouth full of cum for her trouble.  Kelly just swallowed as fast as she could, making sure Joe’s cock was clean.  She was repulsed, wanted to throw up, but her need to empty her bladder was so bad it didn’t matter.

 

Frank drug her to her feet and off the to the bathroom, “Better be quick,” he said.

 

Relieved from the pressure of a full bladder she quickly cleaned up as best as she could.  Kelly made up her mind that she wouldn’t be ‘The Odd Cunt Out’ anymore.  She would do what ever it took.  Little did Tracy know, that the other women also decided that they didn’t want to replace Tracy.

 

Frank addressed the group, “What we are going to do is give you a change to give the camera your best come fuck me speech.  Remember what happens if you fuck it up.”

 

The first lady was Terri

 

The tape turn on the Terri began with a giggle and wave, “Hi guys.  I am Terri Tanner but everybody calls me ‘RED.’  I am 23 years old and been fucking since I was 12, so I am sure I can ring your bell, no matter what you want.  I got a body that just built for fucking  – look at these hips – I just crave sex.  I am an accomplished slut with three holes that you can fill.  Or, if you would rather tit-fuck me you can as long as you blow you load on my face.  I just love the feel of cum on my face.  Look at these tits,” she said as she pulled up her shirt.  “These are tits to die for.  I just love to have my nipples pulled, kissed and yes bitten, but no too hard … giggle … once you start nibbling on these nipples, the only think that will satisfy me is a big dick fucking me like no tomorrow.”

 

Terri then pulled up a tit and looking straight at the camera said, “So you want a nibble, I mean a nipple?”

 

Terri then sat back and Frank told her  “Pretty damn good!  Guess those jumping jacks loosen you up some.”  All that Terri could think of is how she was going to explain this to anybody who saw tape, if that tape ever got out. 

 

Kelly was next, had already been fucked, and the thought of that monster dildo up her pussy was more that she could handle, so she was determined that she would make a tape that would meet their expectations.

 

“Hi, I Kelly Witherspoon.  I am 24 years old and married.”  She then looked at the camera and paused.  “I know you want me to make a statement now but I am so horny I need some dick.  I know, how about one of you guys lay down on the floor with his cock up and I can sit on it and fuck and make my statement.  See, I am married but my hubby is out of town and I got the itch that only a cock can scratch.  I play the ice maiden for the dick-head hubby and out in public, but once behind closed doors, I just a slut in heat.  I need cock.  You can fuck me.  The others can fuck me.  My purpose in life is to bed as many guys as I can.  Now that I am married, I have more time to fuck since I don’t need to work anymore.  There is nothing like the thrill of have just bedded some great stud in same bed you share with you hubby, who usually gets a promise instead of a hot cunt.  Come on,” she said looking like a little girl, “time to put me to use.  Fuck my brains out!”

 

Frank proudly said, “I was sure that you would be taking a double ride on the bikes over there.  Guess the introductory fuck did you good.  Next.”

 

Beth walked in front of the camera and began.  “I ammm Beth Henner.  I am 22-years-old and I like to fuc....” and started crying saying, “I can’t.”

 

She was placed quickly on the bike, her training collar was activated and she was told to enjoy the ride.

 

Beth started feeling the shock and started to peddle.  However, as she peddled, the dildo kept slipping in deeper and deeper, making peddling harder.  If she slowed too much, the shock collar started shocking her with the intensity rising each time.  She kept peddling but felt like she was being ripped in two.

 

Tracy knew she was next so she fluffed her hair, wet her lips and looked in to the camera as she started.

 

“Hi guys!  Tracy Conners here.  I am 24-years-old.  I wanted to make a few comments about sex and thought it would be great to record it.  Well, I am a walking, talking, sucking and fucking encyclopedia on sex.  I am a porn lover.  And, lets face it, I am the catch of all the ladies here, I am the only real babe.  I can fuck to dawn!  You can retire these other useless cunts here and I can take all you on and still want more.  You can use my mouth, ass and cunt; not to mention my tits.  I love a good tit fuck, but I wouldn’t want to waste you cum on my face, I would rather you deposit in my mouth or my cunt.  Maybe spin me around and make a deposit up my ass.  I got off on the wrong foot, but I want to make it up to you guys.  Let me please.  I may be walking-legged by the time we are done, but one thing for sure, by that time, your cocks will be limp and your balls drained because I will not be out done.  I fuck.  If two of you can’t wait for a hole to free up, you can always make me the meat in fuck sandwich.  One dick up my ass the other in my cunt, and I am in heaven.”

 

“So let’s shut off the God-damn camera, put these other bitches on a bike so they can peddle their asses off, and lets get to it and start fucking.  I am so hot and need a good hard dick or two or three,” she continued with a smile.  Tracy then got up, walked over to Frank, pulled down his zipper and fished out his already hard cock.  She quickly sat down on it and started to fuck him.

 

The guys needed some rest, and the gals were tired, too.  The captors each grabbed a bitch and curled up with them for a much needed nap.

 

The next morning, the women were awoke sore and stiff, but then again, so were the captors cocks.  A morning romp was in order.  Each received their protein breakfast shake, allowed a quick shower and then was dressed in their slut ware.  The women knew that if that tape ever got out, no one would believe that they were forced to do it.  Little did they know that the next few hours the mounting blackmail material would grow.  Jim got the women together and Joe pulled the car to the door, and all loaded inside.

 

Over the next several hours, the group went to each of the women’s home where more video was taken with the girls having to change the sheets as each of the guys would crawl into bed.  With four guys, the tape would look like the girls were fucking different guys at different times.  Then it was the girls turn, first one on one, then two on one, then two on two and four on one.  After that, it was back to the gym where the girls were fed something other than cum for the first time.

 

Jim had all the blackmail material he needed, he told guys keep the bitches occupied and left to do his magic, merging the tapes and photos together.

 

Buck got the bright idea they each need a good cleaning, so he sent one cunt in to steam room for a half hour, then over to the sauna for a half hour.  Then the other three bitches would give her a tongue bath.  Then the next cunt would follow until each of the bitches knew the honor of tongue baths.  Beth had some problems, so her collar had to be used to encourage her to tongue Red ass.

 

As the guys wore down, they gave the gals a strap-on and they had to hump each other, or two on one.  As Sunday evening rolled around, the women were showing signs of wear.  The Friday evening to Monday morning wasn’t just a date with a romp in the sack, this was a weekend rape.  If they weren’t being fucked, then they had a vibrator or rubber cock stuffed up their cunts, ass or both in some cases.  The women knew that Monday morning would bring some chance of being rescued.

 

Jim already knew what the women were thinking, that in a few hours, this would be over and they could forget about what went on.  He smiled and broke out the tape he edited for each of the women.  He looked around and saw that the boys were keeping the cunts busy.  Joe was enjoying Terri ass, Beth was sucking on Buck’s cock and Frank was busy pounding Kelly’s cunt again.  He smiled as he thought, “If she isn’t knocked up, it sure wasn’t for a lack of effort.”  Jim looked over to see Tracy right where he left her peddling her ass off on a stationary bike, sweating like a pig, helping her keep up her pace was the control collar.  Jim hated to upset everyone’s activities, but he knew it was time to make and announcement to the group.  “Guys, finish up and lets get the cunts around the lounge, got something for them.”  He walked over to Tracy and deactivated the control collar and unlocked her cuffs from the bike” 

 

Even thought Tracy was winded from the exertion, she spoke to Jim; saying, “Thank you Master Jim for allowing me to work my ass off for you.  Please use my body for your pleasure.”

 

Jim thanked her for the offer, “Maybe later, right now I have a special treat for all of you cunts.”

 

The women, didn’t know what was coming, as Jim called everybody into the lounge.  As they took they placed on the floor between the legs of their captors, Jim pressed the remote control to start the videotape.

 

As the screen came to life everyone saw Kelly’s car was on the screen in front of No Tell Motel, but it should say, Meet to Fuck Motel.  The sign stated in clear view, In-Room XXX Movies and Rooms by the Hour.  Then a scan of the registration card in Kelly’s handwriting, her drivers license number and the bill with the additional charges for clean sheets service, making it appear she had meet three guests with her.  A scan of a charge card voucher –Kelly’s charge card – with void scribbled across the voucher.  A short note was also scribed on to this charge voucher stating, that a man came in and paid cash for the room for Ms. Witherspoon, so it wouldn’t be charged to her husbands card.

 

The tape continued as a very hot looking Kelly came to view as she spoke.  They all could see what Frank saw that first day as Kelly said, “Frank honey, I am you slut, your fuck toy, your cum dump, your fuck for the weekend.  Please, fuck me bareback, right here and now.  You get my most personal prize that I can offer, to father my child.  I want to fuck you over and over until you knock me up.  I want to feel your hot cum spraying deep in my belly, planting your bastard in me as a constant reminder through out the years that I am nothing but a slut, Franks Slut.  Please fuck me bareback,” she said with a pout looking straight into the camera like a bitch in heat.

 

The tape went on to play clips of the bareback fucks she received where she was begging Frank to knock her up.  Followed by several stills with Kelly giving blowjobs to her captors.  Because of changes in clothing, it looked like 12 or more men rather than four total that it was.  There were scenes of Kelly being fucked in the ass, something she refused her husband to even try.  They watched the lezzie scene where Kelly and Beth then, Kelly and Tracy; followed by Kelly and Terri all seemed to be enjoying each other.  There were various scenes and all were so convincing.  Kelly just wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

 

Kelly thought she couldn’t cry anymore, but tears ran down her cheek.  As she watched herself, she knew what she said and what she did on that tape were forced upon her and her friends, but no one would ever believe it.  As she watched, she couldn’t believe what she lived through.  Kelly thought surely that the tape would show her friends and her were forced into these situations.  Even that damn training collar looks like a choker accessory.  Her hair hid the battery pack.  Kelly knew that no one would believe that she was forced after viewing that tape.  Even the tears that did show on the tape made it seem that she wanted it so bad she was crying for it in the clips of her bareback fucking with Frank were she was begging for the fuck, for the sole purpose of giving her a child.

 

Kelly then saw images of her bed room with her in on her back spread and ready to fuck with short clips of her captors, she understood now why Jim had her keep changing the sheets, it looked like different guys, even the clock time was changed.  She looked at herself and saw a whore in search of cock or cunt.

 

As the tape comes to the end, it showed stills on the screen with Kelly on her knee’s smiling, with one hand on a cock and you could tell she was hacking the cock off.  In addition, because of the size and shapes of the cocks, it was plainly evident that it was different guys.  Kelly’s face clearly visible, as was her wedding ring.  The final shot was a zoom of a guy just popping his load as the camera zooms in to just her hand with wedding ring covered in cum.

 

Kelly knew at that moment, that no one could every see that tape.  She knew that Jim had won.  She was his toy and anyone he chose to give her too.  She knew that if this tape got to her husband, he would leave her.  That would be her demise, it would mean her inheritance would be gone, leaving her with no money, no husband, nowhere to live, having no job, she knew she was trapped.  Kelly knew that Jim, Frank, Joe and Buck would be in charge from now on.

 

The women all knew that the picture and video were available and that they captors would be using them against them.  It was now up to Tracy, Terri, Beth and Kelly.  If anyone didn’t cooperate, it would mean destroying the entire group. 

 

As Jim shut off the video he spoke, “Ladies, I hoped you enjoyed Kelly’s little show, and I want to thank you all for helping her with such a splendid presentation.  I have a similar tape for each one of you.  But, understand the common thread here, it’s like the three musketeers  – one for all and all for one.  I know that you already know that if these tapes get out, it will take it toll on all of you.  So you see I own you now.  Those bodies aren’t yours any more, they are mine.  My friends here have access to your bodies when ever they choose.  Now on to Beth’s video premier,” he said with a grin.

 

As the screen came to life, everyone saw a very hot looking Beth’s, with her car, the very car her rich husband-to-be had given her.  The video faded into a similar view to Kelly’s tape, a view of The No Tell Motel, In Room XXX Movies, Rooms by the Hour in clear view.  Followed by still’s of the registration card in Beth’s handwriting, her drivers license number, the bill with the additional charges for clean sheets, service six of them, making it appear Beth had met six guests and after each of the meetings, clean sheets had to be provided, without saying anything it was clear she fucked six guys in one day.  A scan of the charge voucher popped on the screen with VOID written across the voucher.  A note written on the voucher that two gentlemen came in and paid for Ms. Henners’ room in cash.

 

Tracy’s video was then inserted.  As the screen came to life, everyone saw Tracy’s car come to view on the screen in front of The No Tell Motel, complete with sign showing. Also, in clear view, was what appeared to be Tracy’s panties hanging from the rear view mirror.  This was followed a scan of the registration card in Tracy’s own handwriting, her drivers license number, the bill with the additional charges for clean sheets service and clean up service.  It made it appear as if  Tracy had met many guests as well as it appeared that she had a party that required maid service that visit to clean the room up with an additional room service charge for a box of 24 condoms.. 

 

Finally, Terri’s ‘Red’ video was inserted.  As the video began, everyone saw Red’s car, came to view on the screen in front of The No Tell Motel.  Also, in clear view, was what appeared to be Red’s panties hanging from the doorknob.  This was followed a scan of the registration card in Red’s own handwriting, her drivers license number, the bill with the additional charges for nonstop porn pay for view, and the clean up service with an additional room service charges for a box of eatable panties, K-Y lube and condoms.  There was even an additional charge for having to clean the carpet due to used condoms being tossed on the carpet, making it appear that she just rented a room for a fuck fest.

 

Clips from the weekend were flashed across the screen.  Terri was shocked at how she looked like the poster girl for fuck toy of the year.  Watching some of her jumping jacks and hearing herself say, “Come on guys, don’t these bouncing tit’s make you want to stick your cocks between them.  Get over and stick it to me.  Use my mouth, ass and cunt.  I NEED IT BAD, I NEED A GOOD FUCKING – Come on guys, USE ME!!!!”

 

Now that Jim had the women’s attention, each in they own way had to make sure their tape would never get out.  They knew the more they do, the more they had to be blackmailed with.  However, there is no way out.  Jim outlined what Frank had told them days earlier, that if any one bitch failed, tried to run away or violated the rules, everybody would pay the price.  It was also announced that all the guys had been given copies of keys to the ladies home and car’s.  Then there was a warning not to change the locks, doing so would mean that their family and friends would be reviewing some interesting video.

 

Frank reminded Jim of the thank you gifts and as Jim continued addressing the group, he stated, “The guys thought we should give you a thank you gift for being such good fuck toys and for being new members of ‘The Slut Club’.  We thought long and hard trying to find the perfect gift, sluts like you would appreciate.”  Jim said as he directed them to open their gifts.  As they opened the small box, each discovered they all received a set of Ben Wa Ball’s.  The reactions were mixed as Kelly and Beth didn’t know what they were but ‘Red” and Tracy sure did. 

 

Jim continued, see a sluts have a need to have the void in their cunts filled.  These balls are to be inserted into you twat.  As you walk around you will discoverer that they have a marvelous effect on you cunt.  You may try to avoid erotic thoughts but these babies inserted, erotic thought will be the norm not the exception.  You will make sure that when you leave the house you will have them inserted.  If, while you are out, your cunt is needed just pull them out and place them in you mouth.  That way you will keep them clean.  I am sure we all have things to do and want to get home, so go ahead and put your new best friend inside your cunts.  One last thing, remember the rules.

 

With the balls inserted, the special collars were removed, the last announcement was made that they would be receiving their diaries shortly by massager, so expect them.  With that said, the new Slut Club members were allowed to leave and the gym was locked.  Each of the women went home for some soul searching, a good long soak in a hot bath, and, yes a good cry.  Because each one knew they were trapped, for different reasons, but trapped just as well.