Chapter 7
They spent the next few days getting high and building some stage props. Nothing too fancy, just mean looking spiked wooden stands with cunt rings prominently placed.
It was gonna be a helluva show.
In fact, when Dallas saw what they had in stored she was almost scared.
"Chicago will never be the same," she said. "Shit-who wouldn't pay ten bucks to see one of you straddle that thing?"
Dallas showed them the ads she ran in the smut rags, the newsprint jobs with the lousy photos of junkies trying to get it on.
They were impressed. It just said "Brutal Degradation" and underneath was a warning to the week of heart, the squeamish, etc. It was nice bold type and it those words looked mean.
"I've spread the word," Dallas told them. "We're gonna have at least one packed house. And if you guys are as good as I know you are, well, hand over fist. We'll be raking it in hand over fist." Her eyes lit up with dollar signs.
The day of the first show was upon them without warning. It was a g ray, rainy sort of day and the elevated trains seemed louder than usual.
Suzy and Damballah got lit from Madam Maria, who was becoming their good friend. She was looking forward to seeing their show.
"I'm not too into this brutality," she told them "but Christ almighty I seen that shit and I gotta wonder."
They got to Kashmer in the afternoon and set up their chosen stage piece, a wooden horse about two and a half feet high, just the right size to straddle.
It was covered with spikes of various sizes and at the from there was a ring for someone's pierced labia.
At the back of the thing was a space to hold that someone's wrist behind their back.
There was no way someone could try to use this thing and not feel a lot of pain. It was wonderful and Suzy and Damballah were both very proud of it. They had made it themselves.
Dallas lifted an eyebrow and poured than each a beer as they set it up.
"Whose gonna ride that thang? Jesus, Mary and Joseph-you gotta be outta your mind to even think about it!!!"
"Looks like it's gonna be me tonight. We flipped a coin."
Dallas looked at her old friend Suzy.
"Hey baby-I'm a pro. Don't worry. Just count the money, honey." She hoisted her beer and drank half of it in one gulp.
"Jesus. Tough bitches."
They all laughed.
Kashmer was starting to get filled up. Of course it didn't take much to fill this place-three people made it look crowded, but they were really packing them in. And what a wonderful display of well dressed people!!
Everyone had on black leather. Jackets, boots, collars-you name it. And of course the women were wearing the highest, sharpest, most dangerous heels. It was exciting just to be there in that crowd.
Some of them were professionals of course. After the show the place would turn into a pick up joint for potential slaves and domineering slave drivers, and there were definitely more than a handful of potentially profitable hustlers. Always some guy willing to give up his paycheck to have his cock tortured by a beautiful woman dressed to the teeth.
Damballah and Suzy were in the back room, not really a dressing room since they shared it with some empty kegs and a stack of beer cases, smoking a joint Hilary had given them.
She turned out to be a real good person-generous with her pot and willing to make good love. She was somewhere in the audience tonight, just as eager to see the show as anyone else.
It was getting closer and closer tot show time. The girls wee getting nervous and they kept puffing on the joint hoping it would relax them.
Damballah peeked into the bar. It was packed. You could hardly hear the juke box over the hub bub of the crows and that thing was LOUD.
Dallas snuck away from the bar and gave them a five minute warning.
"When this song's over I'm gonna turn off the juke and then give it a minute or two before you come out-get 'em good and ready and then blow their minds." She smiled at them and then gave each one of them a kiss on the forehead.
"I'll turn the music back on after you come out and I'll turn it up all the way. Hey-" she grabbed the joint away from Suzy. "Give me some uh that." She took a hearty toke and passed it back.
"Good luck."
The song ended and the crowd became aware of its own bantering. People scurried for the few remaining chairs and after a long moment everything was hushed.
Damballah finished putting in her rubber outfit-the halter with the tit squeezing holes, the helmet, the gloves and the rubber pants without a crotch. She bounced on her toes for a moment to get limbered up and gave Suzy the thumbs up.
Suzy pulled off the oversized shirt she was wearing and she was completely naked except for her shiny black high heeled shoes. They pushed up her ass and put some rhythm in her walk. Indispensible in these situations.
The silence was frightening. It was damn quiet out there. They could hear some ice cubes tinkle against glasses and someone was smoking a joint. They could hear them suck and then cough.
They both giggled for a moment but then got extremely serious.
Dallas put on the music. It was pounding heavy metal-slow and throbbing. It sounded like torture in the hot desert and it set the mood.
IT was time.
Damballah grabbed Suzy by the hair. Her other hand held a spiked metal dildo. Not the one with the spring, because the audience wouldn't see that. This was just a spiked pipe and it looked scary as all hell.
Damballah yanked her girlfriends mane. She was not gentle and Suzy gave her first yelp of the evening. She dragged her out in front of the crowd and they were met by a round of solid applause.
"Forget the crowd," Damballah told herself. "Have fun. Go for it."
She pulled hard on Suzy's hair and threw her onto the ground. She put her high heeled boot ion her mouth and ordered her to suck.
Suzy wasn't quick enough so Damballah kicked her hard.
She put her heel right in her girlfriends erect nipple and began to sink it in to her tit.
"Uhhhhhhh ... Uhhhhhhhhhh....
UHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
It really did hurt, but not as much as she would have everyone believe. That's part of show biz, folks.
Damballah jumped up and spun around, her heel pivoting it deep into Suzy's tit.
"AAAAARRRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!"
That hurt a fuck of a lot and her scream was hair raising and even louder than the music.
Damballah grabbed her by the hair and yanked her to her feet.
All eyes were on that wild looking torture device. Anticipation was building, but they would have to wait, wait until the last possible second. That was good showmanship.
Damballah worked her knee into Suzy's bald cunt. It wasn't so bald as it was a few days ago, her hair starting to sprout up in prickly nubs and it made her pussy itch as Damballah grinded her black rubber knee into her groin.
Suzy was getting wet and she moved forward to touch Damballah's bare tits.
She was rewarded with a brisk slap in the face. The rubber stung and she hit the ground.
Damballah kicked her legs wide open with her spiked heels and then positioned one of them at Suzy's pussy.
The look of fear in Suzy's eyes was a big turn on and Damballah pushed her heel deep inside of her, the sole of her boot pressing hard against her clit.
She yanked it out with unexpected ferocity and grabbed her by the hair. "UHHHHH!!!"
She was back on her feet. Damballah promptly punched her in the stomach and she doubled over in pain.
Once again Damballah, Mistress Supreme grabbed her by the hair but this time she jammed Suzy's face into her cunt.
Suzy lapped at it eagerly and for the first time Damballah looked out at the audience. Everyone was paying close attention. No one was even drinking or smoking. She smiled wanly and then closed her legs around Suzy's head and jumped into the air.
It had the effect of boxing her ears and she reeled back wards onto her ass. Damballah kicked her in the ribs and spit on her.
Suzy pulled herself up for more abuse.
Damballah pushed her over so that her ass was high in the air. It looked great towering over those high heeled shoes.
Damballah took the dildo and let it reflect the stage light. There were a few "oo's" and "ah's" but they couldn't be heard over the roaring music.
Damballah began to slide it, no, force it up into Suzy's ass. The crowd watched in horror as the spikes got closer and closer to her tender pink anus.
The shrieks from the audience were clearly audible above the music as Damballah jammed the sharp toothed prong into her slaves pretty asshole.
"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Everyone heard that scream. It hurt like unholy hell, like fish hooks snagged in your shit tunnel. That's a lot of pain for a place that doesn't even get touched too often.
Damballah pulled it out slowly and then forced it back in. It was only by the grace of God that it didn't tear her anus to bloody ribbons.
She yanked it out and the spikes snagged Suzy's dirty highway and she let out a spleen splintering wail.
"WAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!"
A few less than hearty people in the audience turned their heads as a bit of torn flesh came flying out of her asshole along with a drizzle of dark blood and bits of hardened shit.
And then there were those hard core pain and mutilation freaks who smiled and even laughed.
That was sufficient impetus for Damballah to do it again. This time, though, to was going into her pussy.
She kicked Suzy's legs apart. The poor girl had tears in her eyes but goddam she was excited, fuck yes. She was surprised that she didn't cum right there.
Damballah positioned the shark-toothed phallus in front of Suzy's dripping cunt hole. She turned to the audience and smiled. There was a brief but vivacious smathering of applause and she forced it into her hot wet slit.
The pain in Suzy's face told the story of those spikes cutting her insides.
Damballah slowly fucked her with it, easing it in and out. Suzy was dripping on the floor. She was getting near orgasm.
Damballah pushed it al the way in and left it there. Suzy dare not move lest those gnarly spikes penetrate her tunnel and scar her for life.
Damballah grabbed at her slave's tits and gave her nipples a hard twist. They were harder than they had ever been. They were reaching new extremes in sexual pain and pleasure.
And doing it for an audience really turned them on.
Damballah delivered a walloping back hand slap across Suzy's throat and she gagged and turned red. It was all she could do to stay on her feet.
CRACK!!!!!
She got slapped again and the sound of the black rubber careening against Suzy's flesh could be heard over the music. A few people winced.
Damballah turned towards the audience as if to say "you ain't seen nothing yet."
She ripped the dildo out of Suzy's cunt and a shower of cunt honey splattered between her legs. The pungent aroma wafted through the air. Another dribble oozed down Suzy's legs. It was pink.
Damballah dropped the dildo and eyed the spiked horse. She smiled at the audience. And then she motioned with her eyes for Suzy to straddle that thing. It was time to ride the pony.
But first things first.
Damballah hooked the ring through Suzy's pierced cunt lips. A few gasps could be heard over the music. They were obviously impressed.
Damballah snapped Suzy's arms behind her in a fierce hammerlock. The pain shot up her shoulders and she winced.
Damballah pulled her back, stretching her labia, tugging in the ring and pulling the bound woman closer and closer to the sharp series of spikes.
The only thing Damballah was worrying about would be when to stop.
She decided she would stop when Suzy came.
She pulled her back and then eased up only to pull her back. She was playing with her friends cunt like it was a yo-yo.
Suzy could feel the tips of the spikes at her ass crack. They were forboding and warned her of the finale.
Damballah pulled her back and let the spikes grace her anus and just touch the most remote part of her twat.
Suzy was damn close to orgasm.
The fear of being hut more and the frustration of not being hurt enough were going to get her there, though. Any second now.
Her cunt lips stretched damn near five inches. They hurt like hell but she knew she could go farther.
Extremes.
That was what she was all about.
Damballah gave her what she wanted.
She yanked back on her, stretching her cuntlips far and one of the spikes caught her twat and knicked it, not enough to really fuck it up but enough to produce a trickle of blood.
Maybe only a little blood came out, but all the feelings in her cunt and clit and tits, all filled with pulsating hot blood, fought to fill her tiny laceration and the orgasm began.
She convulsed involuntarily and a spike caught her hard in the ass.
" AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Jesus fucking Christ.
The orgasm lasted minutes.
The audience was amazed. They knew she wasn't faking.
Every one was on their feet clapping, screaming, hollering and generally whooping it up.
They got their money's worth tonight, boy oh boy did they ever.
"Fabulous."
"Fucking amazing."
"My God!!!"
The audience was trying to cram into the store room Damballah and Suzy were using as a dressing room.
Dallas came by and hustled every one away so the girls could spend a minute alone. "You OK?"
"Nothing that won't heal. You were great." They hugged each other and changed into street clothes.
"But Jesus Christ I'm sore. Ooooo...." Damballah smiled and kissed her friend o the forehead.
Dallas came back in a moment, all smiles.
"Fuckin' great, man. What can I say? We did real good at the door and you can bet your battered cunt they're all gonna be back next week."
"How much we make?"
"About a thousand at the door. Usually I split that with the performers but I'm gonna give it all to you just this one night. You deserve it. Any way, I'm making a killing at the bar. After that everyone's buying double shots of whiskey. At eight bucks a pop. We did fine tonight."
"I want a double shot of whiskey myself."
Suzy smiled. "I think I could use about a pint."
Hilary edged her way in and gave them both a kiss.
"I've never seen anything like it. You guys are stars!!!"
"Got a joint?"
"You know I do."
They stood around smoking grass for a long moment and Dallas bought them all drinks. Everyone was in a fine mood.
By and by they finished the reefer and walked out into the bar. It was still packed and everyone was talking about what they had just seen. The girls walked outside to get some air.