Chapter 7
She was ordered to stretch out on the floor. The coolness of the parquet floor was a welcomed change from the heat of the spotlight. A thick wooden slat was placed beneath her ankles and fastened to them.
Janet stared at her bound ankles in apprehensive contemplation. This was going to be part of the ordeal Claude had used for his test. Only this time, she anticipated a more intense workout.
A heavy rope was fastened to the wooden bar. Two of the men pulled on the rope and Janet was gradually suspended in mid-air. She dangled upside-down. A nervous anxiety flooded her system. Thoughts of how severe the punishment would be bothered her.
They had already exhibited their perverted inclinations. From her inverted position, Janet looked at the circle of naked bodies formed about her. The sight and shapes of their nude frames offered little erotic thrills to her. It was the appearance of the yarious instruments in their hands that had an effect on her.
Some held wooden paddles, Others had quirts; and a few were partial to an abbreviated cat-o'-nine-tails.
Her face was flushed as the blood rushed to her head. The heat of sensual passion also warmed her blood. She anticipated a beating like one she never had before! It would be the most painful ever received! Janet found herself looking forward to that threshold where pain became a voluptuous rapture.
Claude took hold of her hips and gave her body a quick twist. Her body twirled about. As her dangling body spun about, the group about her swung at her ass as she passed them.
They were aiming at her ass. Some of the blows missed the intended target. Instead, they caught her on the side of her thighs or missed her completely. The scoring blows were effective! She felt the small cat-o'-nines slicing into the soft flesh of her ass. A wooden paddle crashed into her tender rounded buns.
She didn't know who were wielding the quirts. Two of the abbreviated whips slashed across her buttocks making her wince with pain. Their vicious blows turned her ass cheeks and thighs into a deep crimson mass.
The pain didn't bother her as much as the spinning around upside down. She was getting dizzy and fought back a wave of nausea.
"Please, please, let me up for a minute before I puke!" she pleaded.
Calude stopped the spinning form. He unhooked the rope and lowered her back to the floor. She grimaced as her ass touched the floor. Her ass and thighs were sore from the beating.
"It's time for our special game!" Rene announced. Her remark was greeted by excited cries from the men, offering to be it. Lots were drawn. Janet recognized the moustached man who fucked her cunt earlier. He won the right to be her partner.
Janet was strung up again. The man grabbed her about her upper back. His semi-hard prick dangled in front of her face.
The object of this erotic game was for the others to beat her on the ass while she sucked off the man. She had to suck trim off without biting his cock. If Janet managed to make him come without biting him, her ordeal was over. Biting the victim before an orgasm meant an extended ordeal of torture.
For the group, this was a very thrilling game! For Janet, it was a test of her ability to endure this kind of abuse! It also tested her skill at oral sex!
She needed all her talents to induce an orgasm in the cock before her. They had shackled her hands behind her head to eliminate any manual stimulation of the cock. Everything had to be done orally!
He brought his prick closer to her face. Janet opened her mouth and pressed her lips about the base of his soft hardon. A few tantalizing licks and she transformed his cock into a bony shaft of flesh.
"Okay! I have a hardon!" he acknowledged. "She's starting to suck me off! Start beating her ass!"
The group took turns flailing her buttocks with their instruments of pain.
WHACKKl The flat blade of a wooden paddle struck a solid blow across her buttocks. A burning sting spread across her asscheeks. Janet fought the urge to bite down!
SSWHAPP! Someone laid the lashes of a cat-o'-nine across her exposed buns. She squeezed her eyes shut. This blow added to the pain flooding her asscheeks. Her shackled hands pressed against the back of her neck. Janet hoped to transfer her agony from her ass to her neck to alleviate the intense ache in her buttocks.
CRACKK! A quirt cut into her tortured flesh. Her tormentors were hitting her ass with a vengeance. She felt the burning twinges of agony inflaming her entire backside. There was no let-up in the vicious attack on her ass.
SSHWAPP! The lashes whipped across her burning butt. She was certain the blow had opened her skin. Her ass felt moist. Someone uttered an exclamation of perverse delight at the appearance of blood. A thin trickling rivulet rolled down her back.
Janet manipulated the absorbed cock at a furious pace. Her lips and tongue tried to fire his penile rocket. She attempted to piston the shaft, pushing it out with her tongue and vacuuming it back in.
She worked her tongue in feverish licks across the velvety cockhead. Her sheathed teeth nibbled on the sensitive underside in soft sensual bites. The bites were alternated with hard licking strokes of her tongue.
Janet's jaws ached from the effort of her frantic sucking. Once she got him to shoot his load, the danger of further abuse would be gone!
She was concerned about biting his cock. The pain from the beatings was excruciating. Worse than she ever suffered before! There was a transition point from pain to erotic ecstasy. Janet was striving to reach that point.
An orgasmic fermentation began to bubble in her loins. She wanted to cry out in erotic exultation. The cock in her mouth prevented any outcry!
Come on, shoot your load, you bastard! she swore in silent exhortation. Why the hell don't you come?
WHACKKl The paddle cracked against her battered ass. Her body jerked and flinched. She felt the tension pulling on her legs. Janet opened her mouth slightly and exhaled a groan of anguish. The warm air from her groan blew across the implanted cock.
Janet couldn't see her ass. She needed little imagination to know what it looked like. The skin was broken and bleeding from several welts. Her buttocks were damp, wet from the smeared blood. She felt the blood that had trickled down her back. The crimson layer covered the dark blush of abused gluteal flesh.
SSWHAPP! The lashes cut across open wounds again. She inhaled, inspiring with a strong sucking hiss. "Hssss!" The action vacuumed the cock deeper into her mouth. Janet's body squirmed in anguished torment.
Her face was flushed from the blood rushingto her head. Janet's head throbbed from being in the inverted position for so long. The dizziness and nausea returned. She began to doubt her ability to accomplish a successful consummation of either assignment.
CRACKK! A well delivered hit from a quirt sent an excruciating lance of pain into her brain. For a moment, it interrupted the queasiness enveloping her.
Janet's lips and tongue worked on the imbedded prick with determined vigor. The shaft in her mouth started to shift in coital strokes. Just a little bit more, she told herself.
She attacked his cock with increased ardor. The cock fucked her mouth with faster thrusts.
Her lips compressed about the prick as it plunged into her mouth in a final plunge. She pressed her tongue over the cockhead to limit the length of thrust and to control the flow of the come geysering out.
"Hhhrrr!" The man groaned as his hot jism spurted out. His convulsing tube expelled thick globs of come. Janet didn't wait for his orgasm to finish.
She opened her mouth to release her hold on his dick. A vicious blow struck her ass as she spat out the accumulated jism in her mouth.
The penalizing obstacle was gone!
"Sonvabitch! She did it!" someone exclaimed.
"More, more! Beat me, beat me!" she demanded, screaming out the exhortation. "Hurry, hurry!" she urged. Janet wanted to feel the voluptuous orgasmic release.
The man holding her, let go. Immediately, her ass was subjected to a volley of vicious blows. She felt the agonizing pain puncturing the erogenous balloon in her twat.
She screamed in rapturous agony as the violent orgasm exploded in her loins. "YAHHRRRGRrrr! I'm coming, Im coming! Oh, that's good! That's good!"
Janet's body convulsed in erotic intoxication. The wooden bar fastened to her ankles shook her like a puppet. She was lowered to the floor and her legs freed.
She wasn't certain she could stand. There was no sensation in her legs. She doubted if she had any ass left! It had received a good working over! All she felt was extreme agonizing pain all over her body.
The only consolation received from the severe beating was the lingering erogenous pulsations in her cunt. She could still savor the waning throbs of her orgasm.
Two men helped her to her feet. Her legs refused to support her and her knees buckled as she stood up.
Claude held her upright. Janet wondered whether any permanent damage was done. It was a crazy sensation! She felt helpless by her inability to remain erect by herself.
While Claude held her erect, Rene applied a warm damp cloth to wash away the blood from her scarred ass. Janet winced with a sharp intake of breath. The bloodied evidence of her beating disappeared. An effective unguent was applied to her battered rump. A heavy coating of the salve covered the cruel cuts and welts.
Janet regained some feeling in her legs. She managed to stand alone without support.
"Are you all right? Can you manage?" Claude asked.
"Oh, sure!" she tried to affect a tone of casual unconcern. "It only hurts when I laugh!"
"I have a shower here in the basement," Rene said. "Why don't you freshen up a bit? When you come out, I'll give you another treatment with the salve. While we're waiting for you to recuperate, we'll find other diversions."
Janet welcomed the opportunity to clean herself up. The water cascading over her back made her grit her teeth. It would be at least a week before she could sit on her ass!
She wondered what the other diversions would be. As she toweled herself dry, she heard the hysterical screams. A frightening chill rippled down her spine at the sound. What kind of terrible punishment was being inflicted to make that woman cry out like that?
Janet rushed out of the shower room. A shocked gasp escaped her lips at the sight. Two of the young waitresses were strung up by their wrists. They were suspended off the ground.
The group stood in front of them, tearing out their pubic hairs with tweezers. Just thinking about it sent a twinge of pain through Janet's twat. It was moments like these that Janet was glad she kept her cunt shaved.
Sharp sobbing screams rended the air and she shuddered at the sound. Janet had developed a tolerance for accepting personal pain. Her exposure to rough trade did not make her indifferent to seeing other people absorb punishment. For a brief moment, she contemplated offering herself as a substitute. Prudence warned her that in time, Rene would make the change without any encouragement.
The girls' legs were splayed and tied down. They looked like inverted "Y's"!
Hysterical whimpers bubbled from their lips as Rene inserted lit candles into their cunts. The group was getting ready for a little game called Target Practice. Janet found the concept amusing in spite of the girls' terror.
The men lined up three feet away from the girls. The idea was to direct the stream from their pricks and try to extinguish the candle. Winners had their choice of the girls for any special salacious inclination.
Frightened squeals escaped the young victims' throats. Their bodies squirmed and writhed as jets of urine sprayed over their bodies. Janet heard the hiss of an extinguished flame followed by another hiss. She saw the lit candles go out. Her attention was riveted on the erotic play and she didn't notice Rene at her side.
"Fm glad to see you've recovered. It's more fun when we work with a professional," Rene said.
"Oh, I don't know!" Janet tried to sound casual. "Your friends seem to be getting a big kick out of working with those amateurs."
"Come, come! Don't be so modest!" Rene replied. "Attention everyone! Our guest is ready for an encore!"
She caught Janet by the arm and escorted her towards the center of the group. "You'll need a partner for the next act. Choose one of these girls!" Rene ordered her.
Janet didn't like the idea of selecting one of the frightened girls. Both of them looked at her in wide-eyed apprehension. Intuition told her the next session would be a rough one. She didn't want anyone hating her guts for getting involved with her in a bad deal.
Janet shrugged her shoulders. "Personally, I can't see either one as a partner. Let 'em choose!"
"Okay!" Claude said. He nodded to a raven haired girl with heavy pendulous tits. "Call! Heads or tails!" He flipped a coin into the air.
"No, no! Not me!" she pleaded in a tremulous voice. "I won't pick!"
"You're not picking anything!" Rene snapped. "Just call Heads or Tails!"
Claude flipped the coin and the other girl cried out, "Heads!"
Claude caught the coin and slapped it against the back of his hand. He peeked at the coin. "It's Heads!" He leered at the girl who protested. "Looks like you're it! You had your chance!"
Janet glanced at the girl who had won the toss. Relief was etched in her face. She had avoided the selection for some perverted act. It didn't matter what it was! Janet could understand the girl's feelings.
One girl was left in the bound suspended position. A protesting frightened girl was taken down. Tearful pleas of consideration were wasted. She was tossed onto the floor. Janet was ordered to lay down on her side with her back to the girl.
Handcuffs fastened to their wrists and ankles linked them together. Rene produced a double dildo. It was a straight shaft, sculptured at each end in the shape of cockheads. Lesbians were partial to this type for mutual fucking. The two headed dildo was shoved into their assholes.
The insertion was an easy accommodation for Janet. Her reluctant partner cried out in pain at the forceful violation of her virgin ass.
"Ohhrrr!" she groaned in anguished agony. "You're hurting me! My ass, my ass! Stop, stop! Take it out, take it out! Please, please! You're hurting me! Oh, oh! I have to shit! Please, please, take it out!" Her body trembled with tearful sobs. Janet felt the phallus filling her asshole. It was thicker and longer than anything else ever stuffed into her rectal sheath. She appreciated the other girl's response.
"Hang tough, kid!" Janet offered in an attempt to bolster the girl's spirits. "You'll get over that feeling in your asshole! That's the least of your worries! Just hang in there!"
She looked up to see large straps in the hands of every member of the group. Janet's body tensed in anticipation. She screwed up her face, squeezing her eyes shut.
SPLA TT! A strap struck her across the arm and hip. Her arm caught most of the blow. Janet felt the burning sting travel up her arm. Someone swung a belt from the other side. Most of the blow caught the girl's body and she screamed out. She had caught the brunt of the blow. Part of the striking belt struck Janet.
The girl's body flinched, driving the dildo into their asses. The artificial cockhead pressed into the erogenous wall that separated Janet's cunt and ass. It evoked a lascivious thrill, making her pussy salivate. A salacious itch began in her cunt.
A soft groan of voluptuous pleasure escaped her lips. Janet crooned a series of low ecstatic murmurs. "Oooooo! Oooooo!" It helped to take her mind off the stinging pain.
The locked bodies twitched at the touch of the lashes. Their bodies bumped into each other, driving the dildos into their assholes with a forceful thrust. Nothing had ever jammed her ass the way this dildo did!
SPLATT! SPLATT! The belts flayed at them. The blows were not confined to any special part of their bodies. With other beatings, only Janet's ass was usually attacked. This time, the cruel beating covered her entire body.
Her upper arm and part of her tit was the target the second time. Her tit caught the tip of a belt swinging from the other side. She was determined to absorb this punishment without uttering any outcry. Unfortunately, her companion's screaming made it difficult' for Janet to concentrate on her resolution.
The piercing shrieks dug into Janet's ears. Her body caught the vibrating cries emanating from the girl's body.
SPLATT! SPLATT! Their bodies came together as their stomachs caught the cruel lashes. The double dildo was shoved deeper into their rectal sheaths by their backward thrusts. Janet's anal canal was gouged by the rammed shaft. The lascivious bubbling started in her entrails.
SPLATT! SPLATT! Their tormentors kept slashing at the bound bodies. The fleshy sides of the thighs caught these blows. Janet tried to keep from moving. Her companion in pain was unable to restrict her anguished writhings. The poor girl twitched with every blow, screaming out her anguished torment. Janet was fearful their rectal muscles would be rubbed raw by the abrasive jabs of the dildos.
SPLATT! SPLATT! Each time the belts landed on their exposed flesh, Janet felt the burning pain. She felt the excruciating sharp bite of the leathered strap. Each time the pain was interrupted by the erotic voluptuous pounding inside her ass.
She was a veteran of beatings. The girl shackled to her wasn't. For a moment, Janet allowed herself the luxury of feeling sorry for the girl. It vanished as the straps continued to flail at them.
SPLATT! SPLATT! The burgeoning climax inflated inside Janet's tingling snatch. She had grown accustomed to the pain. At the moment, the erotic responses were growing stronger.
"Hit me, hit me!" she demanded in a hoarse urgent whimper. "More, more! Oh, oh! I'm going to come! Hurry, hurry!"
Janet tried to rock her hips in coital thrusts. In spite of the limited movement, she was able to shift the dildo. The phalli fucked their assholes.
SPLATT! SPLATT! Two more blows were delivered with vicious determination. Janet cried out in ecstatic rapture.
The blow had slashed across her tits. From the girl's side, the tip of the belt caught Janet in the stomach.
She scrunched her chin against her chest to look down at her brutalized frame. It was a mass of flaming red welts. Tomorrow would be hell for her! She would have difficulty wearing clothes. For the moment, Janet was enjoying the erotic exhilaration permeating her senses.
MORE! MORE! she exhorted them in a strident voice. "I'm coming, I'm coming! AHHRRGRRrrr!"
It was a loud groan of pleasure that diminished into a gurgle.Her body continued to thrash as the release of the erogenous bubble burst inside her loins.
A heavy downpour of come flushed her sentient snatch. Janet felt a rush of erotic intoxication. She exhaled a deep sigh of rapturous contentment.
The beatings with the straps stopped. Claude unlocked the handcuffs and removed the dildos from their asses.
With the erogenous throbbings waning, Janet returned to normalcy. She winced and groaned struggling to her feet. Broad red bands were all over her arms, legs, stomach, and tits. She tossed an inquisitive glance at the young girl. The same cruel stripes decorated her body.
Blood trickled from the girl's asshole. She was unconscious and breathing heavily. Janet became concerned.
"Hey! That kid's in bad shape! I think she needs a doctor!" Janet said.
"Don't worry about her!" Rene answered. "We can take care of her. You, my dear, are our main concern! You've been a remarkable acquisition and worth every cent we're paying you."
"Does that mean I'm finished for the night?" Janet asked.
"Not quite! We're going to break for a little snack. You may join us. After that, you will be at our disposal. You will service each of the members in any manner they desire. I'm sure you'll maintain the same quality of your special abilities!"
"You're picking up the tab! You call the shots!" Janet answered, shrugging her shoulders.
"Very well put!" Rene said.
"What about the one that you still have strung up?" Janet asked.
"She's going to be our entertainment while we snack," Rene replied.
Janet speculated about the way Rene intended to use the remaining girl. At a nod from Rene, Claude brought out the curved double dildo. She watched as he inserted them into the girl's cunt and ass.
The girl pleaded and protested in a trembling voice, interrupted by sobs. Janet knew the efficacy of the twin vibrators. She had encountered the stirring chills induced by the erotic gadget. The experience wouldn't hurt the girl too much. It was better than being beaten! Janet was certain it would win the girl as a convert. In time, the girl could wind up as one of the group's disciples!
The appearance of three nude waitresses carrying trays of food and drink diverted Janet's attention. She hadn't eaten since earlier that evening. The punishing workout had given her an appetite. She was hungry for something else besides sex.