Chapter 6
Claude was as good as his promise. He had called and made arrangements with Harvey for her services. Riding to his apartment early Saturday evening. Janet was filled with excitement. Her stomach churned in a mild state of agitation. All kinds of questions filled her mind.
She was apprehensive but not from fear. A kind of thrilling excitation stirred her. What kind of an orgy was this going to be? Would there be women there as well as men? What were they going to do to her? How painful would it be?
Janet recalled the series of tests Claude had subjected her to and wondered if they were to be repeated. She could accept almost anything that would be done to her. Her face twisted into a disapproving grimace as she recalled the enema. She hoped that it wasn't on the agenda for the night.
Claude was waiting for her in a Mercedes. He waved to her as she got out of the cab.
"How do you feel, my dear?" he asked.
"Fine, thank you?" she answered.
"Good! I hope you're ready for an exciting evening. My friends are looking forward to your services tonight. I hope you won't disappoint my confidence in you."
"Oh, don't worry! You'll get your money's worth and I'm sure your friends will approve of your choice," she answered. He patted her on the knee. "That's what I like to hear!"
Janet relaxed on the soft cushion of her seat as he drove along the parkway heading for the Island. She was tempted to query him about the party but refrained. Instead, they exchanged small pleasant conversation.
The trip was a little over an hour. Claude swung the car into the driveway of a spacious house. The house was located in a very fashionable neighborhood. It was situated on a private street with few houses nearby. The house was surrounded by tall thick shrubs.
Claude escorted Janet up to the door and rang the bell. He was greeted by a woman in her forties. Janet was impressed by the woman's appearance, attractive and expensively coiffed. She greeted them with a warm smile.
"So this is our lovely guest of honor, Claude. I hope she's all you said she would be." She turned to Janet. "How are you, my dear! My name is Rene!"
They moved inside the spacious foyer of the house. Janet noticed several young girls moving about the guests. The girls were nude as they carried trays of food and drink. All of them were well endowed.
Rene escorted them into the large living room. She clapped her hands and shouted for attention. "Ladies and Gentlemen! Our guest of honor has arrived. I suggest you change for the ceremony to begin!"
The din of conversation stopped at Rene's announcement. Janet felt the eyes of the guests riveted on her. A ripple of excitement rolled along her spine. She could sense an erotic electricity flowing in that room. A quick count told her there were twelve people present including Claude and Rene.
Janet watched as they left the room. "Make yourself comfortable," Claude offered. "Have a drink or something to eat. I have to change also."
A nude waitress smiled at her as she presented a tray of hot hors d'oeuvres. Janet was too nervous to eat anything. She shook her head in polite refusal.
Ten minutes later, the sound of approaching footsteps made Janet turn around. The guests were all clad in cowled robes, women in white and the men in black. They passed by and followed Rene into the basement of the house. Claude remained behind.
"I'm your escort," he said. "Don't worry! Just be natural and get into the spirit of our little game. I'm sure you'll find it as exciting as we will."
"I can't wait!" Janet declared in an attempt at humor. There was more truth than jest in her statement. She was anxious to start.
A loud gong sounded. "Time to go!" Claude said and escorted her by the arm. He led her down into the basement. The room was darkened except for a bright spotlight in the center. Her respiration increased and she felt her heart beating faster. Janet sensed eleven pairs of eyes watching her. She was certain she could hear their heavy breathing.
Claude escorted her into the spotlight. He began to undress her. She stood impassively as her tunic was removed. Her slacks were loosened at the waist and dropped to her ankles. She stepped out of them and Claude put them with her tunic onto a chair.
Janet stood in her bikini-styled panties and tailored blouse. The blouse came off next, revealing her encased tits. When her bra was removed, murmurs of approval came from the hidden audience. She couldn't wait for their reaction to the unveiling of her cunt. A half smile formed on her lips. Gasps of surprise and some applause issued from the group at the sight of her naked pubes.
"Prepare the initiate!" Rene's voice came out of the darkness.
Claude stepped away and returned, pushing a large rectangular metal frame. "Step up!" he ordered Janet.
She stepped onto the frame. There were three wide leather bands trisecting the frame. One fitted across her shoulders, another, just above the small of her back, and the third supported the back of her thighs.
Four leather straps were on each end of the frame. Her ankles and wrists were fastened by the straps. She was spread-eagled on this contraption.
Claude made an adjustment and tilted the frame into a horizontal position. Janet found herself parallel to the floor, staring up into the bright spotlight. She tilted her head sideways to avoid the blinding light.
There was movement as chairs were pushed back. Slowly, the robed figures approached her and marched about the frame. She was surrounded on all sides.
Searching hands reached out and touched her body. Grasping fingers clutched at her tits, squeezing them, testing the resiliency of her succulent boobs. Other hands fondled her shorn pubes. While some fingers were shoved into her cunt and asshole, other hands rubbed the outside of her pussy. There were some who were curious to find out how a cunt felt without hair.
A metal ring was fitted into her snatch. Janet felt movement of the ring and realized it was some kind of circular wedge. The ring was expanding. There was strong pressure on her twat as the ring widened. She recalled the wedge Claude had used on her cunt, only this pressure was stronger.
In her supine position, it was difficult to see what was going on at her cunt unless she raised her head a little. The participants in the ritual all moved towards her feet. They were standing about three feet away from her legs. She watched as each person tossed something at her cunt.
The object thrown was some kind of pellet. They were playing some kind of a ring toss game. The first ball struck her on her abdomen. Several of the following pellets struck her on the thighs below her twat. One tossed pellet found its mark, dropping into her hole.
It was a strange sensation as the little ball rolled down the throat of her cunt. The game continued as the others tried to get a ball into her twat. When the last pellet was thrown, Claude stuck his fingers into her pussy.
A shiver of erotic titillation rolled along her spine as the thrusted fingers dug for the sunken pellets. He removed them and called out the numbers. Two men and a woman were the lucky winners.
Janet couldn't see their faces. The large cowls hid their features but she recognized the colors. The woman stepped forward to enjoy her prize.
Her hands cupped the full rounded boobs and massaged them with loving caresses. The fingers touched the flattened discs that tipped the ivory mounds. Janet felt the nipples stiffen while teasing fingers traced the circle of each areola.
The hands stopped fondling the breasts and stroked
Janet's ribs. She knew the destination of the hands as they travelled over her stomach and reached her cunt.
Fingers fumbled under the venereal hood, parting it to get at the clitoris. Janet's tits quivered as she sighed in erotic ecstasy. The woman teased her clitty with subtle tantalizing caresses.
At the same time, she pushed two fingers past the ring. Janet's sentient pussy caught the pistoning strokes of the frigging fingers. Her gluteal muscles flexed as she thrusted her cunt upward to enjoy the voluptuous vaginal massage. The digital strokes were firm measured movements. She responded to them, undulating her hips in coital rocks.
A soft moan of pleasure bubbled from Janet's throat.
"Mmmmmmmm!" It was a prolonged hum of ecstatic bliss.
She felt the erotic churning of an orgasm rumbling in her entrails. "Oh, I'm going to come!" she exclaimed in rapturous abandon. "Keep frigging me a little more!" she urged in a hoarse anxious voice.
The fingers vacated her cunt. Janet sucked in her breath in a startled gasp of pain. The woman clutched Janet's clitty, squeezing and twisting it at the same time.
The growing throbbing pulsations of the orgasm changed to agonizing throbs of pain. Tears welled in her eyes, glistened in the light, and blurred her vision.
"Set her up sideways," a male voice ordered.
An upright bar was fitted to the head of the frame.
The frame was tilted and Janet was turned on her side. Lacking frontal support, she sagged forward. Claude fastened a strap across her stomach and another one under her tits.
The two men removed their robes. One stepped up to her cunt while the other approached her rear. She couldn't see the man behind her. The man up front was in his mid forties, of average height and build. He had a thin trimmed moustache.
The ring was removed from her twat. His cock slid into her stretched hole with little resistance. Usually cocks had a snug fit inside her snatch. After the removal of the ring, Janet felt her cunt could accommodate two more pricks without any trouble.
It seemed strange being fucked sideways. She sucked in her breath in a sharp hiss. The third party to this manage a trois was trying to gain access to her rectum.
Her sphincter was pulled open with two fingers. The cockhead passed between the fingers. Once the cockhead passed the lips of her asshole, he removed the fingers. He shoved and her sepia crinkled hole felt the rough full penetration of his stiff hard cock.
Her asshole was stuffed with the assaulting prick imbedded deep past the tight sphincter. This was the first time she had been fucked this way! Sideways and skewered from both ends! A voluptuous surge swept through her from the erogenous contact.
The simultaneous lascivious impaction of her twin holes filled her with sensual delight. Her cunt man began the fucking. He drew his prick out in a partial withdrawal. The cock in her ass slipped out also. Moving in tandem, the two men drove their pricks back into her holes.
The muscular tissue separating her cunt and ass was stimulated by the contact of their cocks ramming into it. As the battering dicks struck the wall of muscle, she felt voluptuous vibrations ripple through her. It was like striking a gong with the continued reverberations.
The prong in her ass pressed into the wall most of the time. The combined contact on that erogenous flesh was a sparking reaction. She felt the erotic rapture flowing into every pore.
Janet's sphincter lips were compressed in a venereal kiss about the cock. Her elastic asshole gave reluctant permission to its partial exit. On the forward thrusts, her asshole welcomed his return.
She found herself responding to their erotic coupling. Her cunt was damp with erogenous moisture. The sensual friction of the two pricks scraping the sentient lining of her holes increased the voluptuous thrill.
Her confinement on the metal frame limited her movements to restricted awkward attempts. Janet wanted to rock her hips in cadence with their thrusts. She squirmed her ass in a sinuous wriggle. It rocked the cock in the tight confines of her rectum. Her movements were interpreted as a signal for increased activity.
The cock in her ass pumped with added vigor. His prick pistoned in rapid jerky thrusts. The two cocks were no longer moving, in tandem. The change of strokes interrupted the rhythm.
On the inward plunge of her ass, the cock in her cunt was moving out. When the cock impaled her coosy, the impaction in her ass was vacating her hole.
The new timpo added to the sensual stimulation. Her moist twat was permeated with a glow of erotic rapture. The temperature in her venereal boiler grew. She luxuriated in the lascivious stimulation.
A low moan of ecstatic pleasure escaped her lips. "Ahherrr!" Over and over again, she murmured the appreciative moans. "Ahherrr! Ahherrr! Fuck me, fuck me!" she exhorted them. "Oh, that's good! Harder, harder! More, more! Shove it in! Make me come!"
Growling animal sounds rumbled in the throat of the man behind her. "Grrnnrrr! Grrnnrrr!" His ass rocked at an accelerated cadence as he drove his prick into her ass with deep hurried thrusts.
His moustached accomplice matched his coital rhythm. Janet felt the quick penile pumping in her snatch. She looked into the face of the man fucking her cunt. His face was twisted into a strained grimace as he drove his prick in strenuous thrusts.
The dual, frenzied, erotic thrusts increased. Janet felt a voluptuous turbulence growing. Her body was a libidinous volcano ready to erupt at any moment. At the start, the erogenous stimulation elicited gentle murmurs from her. As the intensity grew, she became more animated. She gave vent to animalistic growls. "Nnnrrrrr! Nnnrrrr!"
Her pores were saturated with the exquisite piquancy of erotic rapture. Janet's depraved senses were gratified as the perverse sensuality streamed through her body.
The cock banging into her snatch struck her venereal wall. She tingled as the twin cockheads nudged the sensitive flesh. It triggered the release of her orgasm.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" she announced in ecstatic exhultation. Janet tried to undulate her body and free the fermenting turbulence in her pussy. "AHHHRRRrrrr!" The ecstatic anguished groan burst from her throat in a roar and diminished to a prolonged gurgle.
Her loins were filled with a gushing flow of orgasmic juices. Low murmurs of rapture continued to dribble from her lips.
Spasmic emissions from the tube planted in her twat mixed with her come. His sticky milky jism spilled out in measure penile contractions. The voluptuous pulsations of his orgasm harmonized with hers. His crotch was welded to the horizontal slit as his prick spent itself.
Strong bursts of come squirted into her anal canal. She waited until he sated his lust. The last drops of come dripped from his waning hardon.
It was a good fucking session. The best she ever had! She made a mental note to recommend the double fuck whenever the situation presented itself.
So far, her sexual experience had been favorable. Other than the ring in her cunt and having her clitty twisted, she had suffered no real pain. Janet wondered when the party would start to get rough.
The upright pole was removed and the frame adjusted to an upright position. Rene stipped forward holding a small silver goblet in front of her face. She brought the cup to Janet's lips. "Drink!" Rene commanded.
Janet looked at the contents in the goblet. It was brimful with a thick creamy solution. Her nostrils caught a faint scent of a fishy odor. She was apprehensive the drink might be some kind of drug. Janet knew the contents of the cup! It was an accumulation of everyone's come!
From the amount of jism collected, Janet suspected it had been saved up for several days. She was certain everyone had made a donation, including the women.
The goblet was brough to Janet's lips and tilted. She tasted the cold glutinous fluid trickling down her throat. Her preference was for the hot come as it spurted from a cock or dripped from a cunt. The cold sticky come wasn't too palatable but she managed to drain the cup without throwing up.
"Prepare her for the cleansing ritual!" Rene ordered in a flat tone.
The frame was shifted to the horizontal position again. Janet turned her head to avoid the direct light in her eyes. Here it comes, she thought!
The frame was turned again until she was positioned face down. A large white enamel basin was placed beneath her cunt. Her twat was invaded by a thick nozzle. She felt the sudden flush of water emptying into her cuntal cavern.
The phallic tube frigged her cunt for several seconds in an abbreviated attempt to evoke some kind of erotic thrill. Some of the water welled up in her snatch was forced out by the thrusting tube. The nozzle was removed and the water cascaded into the basin.
Janet prepared herself for the anticipated enema. She wasn't disappointed! The long thin tube slid into her anal sheath. She waited for the annoying flooding of her rectum.
Her body jerked at the unexpected stream that emptied into her ass. It was cold! She writhed and squirmed on the rack in uncomfortable distress. The water continued to fill her body.
Janet had the urgent need to move her bowels. The water filled her bowels expanding them. She felt her stomach swelling. "Stop, stop! I have to shit!" she cried out in an anxious plea. The water continued to inundate her entrails.
"Please, please! I have to shit! Take it out, take it out!" she pleaded.
She felt the sensual friction of the nozzle sliding out of her asshole. Janet was reluctant to release the dammed up water while in her suspended prone position. The expelled mixture of water and shit would spill over her, dirtying her.
A thick plug was pushed into the sphincter and fastened into place with straps. Janet squirmed in distressing agony. She was uncomfortable and in agony. Her face was twisted in a grimace. The eyes were closed to shut out the severe cramps in her stomach.
Claude flipped the frame to an upright position and released Janet from the straps. Tears of agony welled up in her eyes at the urgent need to move her bowels. She pressed her thighs together in an attempt to alleviate some of the pressure. The exertion on her bladder forced a trickle out. Janet was aware of the warm tentacles of urine rolling down her thighs.
"Oh, oh!" she gasped in agony. "Take the plug out! Let me shit! Do anything you want to me but let me move my bowels! I'll burst!"
A white hooded figure came forward with a large potty and placed it under the spotlight. The straps were loosened and the plug removed. Janet made a frantic dash to the porcelain bowl.
The feces and urine mixed with the enema water was spurting out of her as she was sitting down. She was thankful she had covered the potty before she expelled the mixed waste matter. Janet exhaled a sigh of welcomed relief.
She sat on the potty, glad that they hadn't waited much longer to remove the plug. The hooded figures moved in a circle surrounding her. Probably getting their kicks watching her suffer, she thought!
A shocked expression filled her face. All of the figures exposed themselves. Suddenly, streams of piss squirted from several of the group. Men and women were spraying her with warm piss. Her face, her shoulders, her tits, and legs were spattered with the golden liquid.
Janet sat on the chamber pot without protest accepting the liquid abuse raining on her. This was the most degrading experience she had had as a hooker. No one had ever done such a horrible thing to her!
She had been beaten and abused but this abuse was more like a defilement. Janet felt dirty. Rene called it a cleansing ritual. If anything, these bastards needed to have their minds cleansed, Janet thought in bitter contemplation. She wished she could return their compliment.
The sepia hole was sore from the pressure of the water and feces forced out of her ass.
"Can I have some tissue paper to wipe myself?" she asked. "You won't need it!" Rene answered. Claude came forward with a hair dryer. Janet was made to stand up and bend over. She heard the hum of the instrument and felt the heat of the warm air. He brought the blower close to her. The blower was moved about, playing the drying air currents along her ass and cuntal cracks.
She could feel the moisture gathered on her ass and cunt drying up. The currents of warm air grew hotter. Janet expected them to burn her with the blower as their next bit of erotic play. When Claude turned off the blower, she accepted it as the first kind gesture extended to her during the evening.
Using paper to wipe her ass would have been more comfortable than the blower. Her ass felt tacky as though someone had applied varnish to her hole and it hadn't dried.
The strong odor of urine clung to her body. The blower had dried up the residue of the piss sprayed on her.
"My dear, you look a bit peaked!" Rene observed. "I think you need something to revive you. You'll need all your strength for later in the evening. What you need is something to give you vitality! The best source is come juice. You will suck everyone off until they come. You can start with me first!"
Janet considered this a respite although by the time she started to suck off the fourth woman, her jaws ached from the effort.
She managed to satisfy each of the women. All of them offered her a liquid tribute in response to her oral efforts. Janet had tasted the love juices of each partner. After the women, she sucked off the men. This time, her throat was sprayed with their erogenous emissions.
A sudden thought occurred to her as she serviced each member of this group. What were the naked girls doing during this ceremony? Why weren't they being used? Would they be used later on?
Janet speculated about being the only erotic attraction for the group. Of course, the naked girls who served had some sensual attraction! The way the evening's events were progressing, she was certain the other girls would not be touched. They were merely for the window dressing!