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The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 01

By: volescamper



Tatarina Stevens was an attractive redhead, with a lovely 37C-23-34 body, slim, but with a generous bosom. She had the kind that turns men's eyes as she walked down the street. She was generally very happy and carefree, but recently she was worried as she had refused to have sex with the local sectional officer. No once but on several occasions. She was concerned that he might report her to the authorities in spite, as this had happened recently to other attractive girls. They had just disappeared for a while and when they returned they were different people, but the thought of his fat belly and sweaty face had made her refuse his advances.

Her worst fears were realized, when a Government van came around very early on Sunday morning. Answering the door, she was confronted by two uniformed men who said they were from the Dept of Correction. After showing their identification they asked her name. When she told them, they said she was to come with them, immediately, no explanation was given. Tatarina turned to go back into the house to get ready, but the men meant now and to show they rally meant now, one of them stepped into the house and held her arm. Although she asked, she was given no time to change, but was led away in what she was wearing, a short dressing gown, a transparent nylon baby doll nightdress, a pair of very brief nylon panties and slippers, her typical lazy Sunday morning wear. There were few words spoken. She closed the front door her heart thudding in her chest and was simply taken to the black van parked by the roadside. As she was "helped" into the back of the van, she was given a taste of what she was to experience as the guard's hands slid up her legs to her bottom, which was fondled and pinched, she tried to stop the men but they just laughed. She was then driven away.

Dacs liked his work, with his mate Sasha, he had loaded hundreds of good looking women into the back of the van. The best pick up time was early morning, when the women were more likely to be dressed in their nightwear. This was especially true on Sundays. Some mornings they were really lucky catching some women as they stood behind their front doors completely naked, with just their head poking around the edge. The women could not refuse them entry as they had their official warrants on them. Standing in the hallway facing the undressed women, who desperately tried to cover their nakedness, always turned Dacs on. They always refused the women's requests to get dressed. It was lovely to watch the faces of their passengers as they were escorted naked to the back of the van in full view to the neighbors, who were inevitably watching, and also to whoever was passing by at the time. On these occasions they often handcuffed the women's hands behind their backs, or made them walk with their hands on their heads, to prevent them from covering themselves, this added nicely to their humiliation. If the women were very stroppy, Dacs had a secret signal to Sach, who would leave on some pretext. He would then move the van down the street thereby making the women parade nude in public as they were walked along the footpath. The women were often left standing at the back of the van for a minute or two whilst they took their time to "Find the keys!" to unlock the doors.

If they had a bit of time in hand, they would take turns to "service" their passengers in the back of the van. Today they were running a bit late, mores the pity as Dacs fancied a bit of the young attractive red head they had just picked up. Her ample tits wobbled appealingly as she was marched to the van. Tatarina was "lucky today". After twenty minutes of stopping and starting the van finally stopped and the back door was opened. She looked out into a large courtyard, which was surrounded by a three story building. She was "helped" once more out of the van and taken into a large red brick building, The Dept of Correction. After entering the building, she is taken by the fondling guards, along a short corridor into an office where there are three men working at desks. The guards saluted and reported to the man at the desk, after which they stepped back to stand waiting at the door. The man at the desk looks at Tatarina and a smile appears on his face, but definitely not the friendly type, more of a leer. The other two men in the room also look over at Tatarina. Tatarina is told she has been brought here for disobeying a social controller, not once but on several occasions. She can't deny the charge, but then in today's country one can deny nothing to the new authorities. She is told she will have to be re-educated until they are convinced she knows how to obey her superiors. She is asked if she understands, Tatarina can do nothing but nod. Good, you will spend one month in rehabilitation. Tatarina is told that her lesson will begin immediately.

She is told to strip completely.

Tatarina hesitates unwilling to get undressed before these leering men and looks around in confusion. Strip, here in front of these men, she is horrified. She is sure none of them are doctors.

The room is on the ground floor with large windows that open to the outside, and also inside windows looking onto a corridor, exposing her to anyone who might be passing in the corridor or outside in the yard. The man gestures impatiently, reluctantly, knowing she has no choice. She removes her dressing gown, and hands it to the outstretched hand of the officer. She is left standing in her nightdress and panties. The man waves his hands impatiently as she hesitates again. She grasps the edge of her nightdress and pulls it up over her head, revealing her naked breasts to the men. She is again directed to hand her nightdress to the officer. She covers her naked breasts with her arm, hiding her nipples. The officer waves again and she is forced to take off her panties. She lets go her breasts revealing them again to the men and placing her fingers inside the waistband of her panties bends over as she pulls them down her legs. Her arm recovers her breasts and her other hand goes to her crutch as her panties slide to her ankles. The officer demands the knickers, Tatarina has to step out of them and bend down to pick them up. She stands and passes the panties over to the man. She is left naked save for her shoes. Her arm covers her breasts whilst her other hand is held over her genitals, she can feel her pubic hairs with her hand. 

The men stare at her as she stands nude before them. The man nods at the shoes, she has to reveal herself again, as she needs two hands to untie the laces. She kneels naked on the floor in front of the leering men as she removes them. Once again she is made to hand them over. Leaving herself revealed as she does so. She is told brusquely to stand straight and place her hands behind her back, which she does, so exhibiting herself to the men. The officer takes a long time to go through her clothes and shoes, making notes in a book. He frequently looks up to stare at Tatarina standing naked and exposed in front of him. 

The room is cool and Tatarina can feel her nipples stiffening. Tatarina cannot look at the man and stares at the wall above his head. Finally satisfied he stands and comes around the desk to where she is standing. She is ordered to place her hands on her head. She does this feeling the softness of her hair with her fingers. The officer grasps her nipples and lifts her ample breasts to reveal there is nothing in the small crevice between the globes and her chest. She wriggles as he pinches her nipples. He makes a coarse comment to his colleagues, who laugh at his jest; Tatarina's red face blushes even more. Tatarina is then ordered to turn round and bend over and touch her toes in front of the man. He orders her to place her feet apart. She knows she has no choice but to obey, but hates every minute. In this position she provides him with a clear view of her anus and genitals. From her position she can see him reach over his desk and pick up a pair of surgical gloves. He pulls them on, making a squeaking sound with them as he does. Tatarina closes her eyes unwilling to watch the man as he humiliates her in front of the other men. She is told to stay down there. She hears the top of a jar being undone. There is a brief pause, she feels the man's hand on her back, then his fingers open her vaginal entrance and he quickly inserts his finger into her vagina. She squirms and starts to stand, but the man's hand is firm on her back and she is told to stay still. The finger probes the inside of her sex for what seems like ages, turning and forcing itself into every part of her vagina. It is then removed and Tatarina relaxes, but not for long for the digit is then forced into her anus. She cries out as the sphincter is forced open. The men laugh. Again his finger probes about inside her, until finally satisfied he removes it. Tatarina is mortified. Barely has she entered the building and she has already been stripped and searched. She starts to rise, but is ordered to remain there bent over naked and exposed to them. She is told to separate her labia. She obeys bent over exposing the pink entrance to her vagina to the three men. How long will this degradation go on for, Tatarina wonders?

The door opens and another man enters. Tatarina straightens and covers herself from the eyes of the new man. It is of course futile. She is once more ordered to place her hands upon her head and face the men. The men stare at her naked body whilst the man behind the desk fills in some paper work.

She is again ordered to bend over the desk and open her sex. Her face burns from the humiliation as the men comment again on her cunt lips and anus. She is ordered to pull her buttocks apart to show them more clearly her brown button. 

The man behind the desk draws a pack of cards, they each take a card. She doesn't understand what they are doing. One man though laughs and the others moan. He walks around behind Tatarina, and from where she is bent over she can see him out of the corner of her eye. He undoes his trouser button and zip and in one move pulls them down his front to reveal his erect cock standing out in front of him. The others laugh and make comments about it, but the man just pulls Tatarina toward him and with one hand guides his cock into her vagina. Tatarina squeals as he thrusts his cock into her cunt. Grasping her hips firmly he thrusts his erect cock in and out of her body. It does not take long before he stops and she can feel his cock stiffen inside her as he ejaculates into her. He withdraws his cock, and wipes the wet end on her exposed buttocks. Tatarina is told to stand. She does facing them once more her face hot and red with tears in her eyes. The officer returns her clothes and orders her to dress. To her ever increasing shame he takes a red dog collar from his pocket and affixes it around her neck. She notes it has a number on the disc 69.

"You are to wear this at all times it has your number and code inside it, do not lose it or you will regret it."

She is then dismissed and led away by the guard.

She is led down bare painted corridors and stairs to a station where there are more guards. The guard who has led her hands a slip of paper to the man behind the desk and after a few comments and a joke with the man, leaves. Tatarina is left awaiting the man as he makes a note in a book. From a board behind him he takes a key with a number attached. Taking Tatarina's arm, he leads her down a corridor to a stark little cell where she is locked in. She looks around the cell; there is a bed, mattress, a bucket of cold water and basin, a small flannel, soap, towel and a hole in the floor by the bars as a toilet, a roll of toilet paper hanging from the bars, nothing else. She stares around helplessly, there is no window. The door end of the cell is a wall of bars. There is no curtains and no privacy. She uses the water and flannel to clean herself. She pulls her dressing closer around her scantily dressed body. Fortunately it is summer and the days and nights are mild.

It is morning and she is not happy, twice during the night guards have just come into her cell and fucked her, just like that and she was helpless to stop them, though she pleaded for them not to, they took no notice at all. One had her in the missionary position; his garlicky breath almost made her vomit, whilst the other bent her over dog like and fucked her that way. Her body is still sore from their rough handling. A guard enters and smiling evilly he orders her to take off her dressing gown and hand it to him. She obeys and stands waiting to be told what to do. The guard after quickly fondling her near naked breasts leads her along into an open courtyard where some other girls are waiting. They are all dressed the same. They have on very short T-shirts which allow the bottoms of their breasts to be seen and small lacy aprons, which just about cover their pubic hair. On each of the aprons is a number. Their buttocks are naked, as of course are their genitals under the apron. 

The yard is surrounded by windows where men and women can be seen working at desks. They are led to the center of the yard and for the next half hour they are forced to exercise under the supervision of male guards. They wield short thin canes that they use when the girls slow down. Tatarina's skimpy baby doll nightdress and see through panties barely covers her body and her breasts bounce violently as she runs. 

At one end of the courtyard is a large gate where the van had driven through, traffic could be seen driving past outside in the "real world". It seemed like a long time ago that Tatarina was out there enjoying her freedom, if only she hadn't been so proud! As they exercised pedestrians could be seen briefly as they went about their business, although several men stood peering through the gates at the women as they exercised. Tatarina could not think about that and could only focus on the girl in front as she ran after her. 

After fifteen minutes the other girls are told to remove their T-shirts and are forced to run in their aprons only, leaving their breasts bare and free to thrash wildly about on their chests. After five minutes Tatarina is told to remove her nightdress by one of the male guards and also forced to run in her panties as well. She tries to cover herself, but is only beaten when she does and told she will be punished tomorrow.

After half an hour jogging all the girls are told to remove their aprons. Tatarina is told to strip as well. Once more they are forced to run, only this time totally nude around the courtyard. By now there are several men and women watching them from the windows. Tatarina can only watch the bare buttocks of the girl in front and is too ashamed to look elsewhere. 

After about fifteen minutes of this they are stopped. They are all panting furiously their breasts heaving with their gasps. The guards move around them and line them up in a row. They are then ordered to bend down and with their legs apart touch their toes whilst the male guards walk along behind then. They chose which ever ones they want, and fuck them there and then. Tatarina is one who is fucked, by two of the guards. When they have finished, the girls are made to stand, then retrieve their clothes. They are not allowed to get dressed but are immediately told to follow the guards back to their cells. Tatarina only has her nightdress and panties returned, she is told they are confiscating her gown as she will not be needing it. As Tatarina turns to go with the other girls, she can feel the guard's semen running down the inside of her naked thighs. Once inside she quickly washes this off with the flannel and water, as she can't bear to be dirty.

Food is passed in through the bars on a tray and the girls have to eat there in their cells. Surprisingly the food is quite good.

She is left alone in the cell, talking is prohibited. In the echoing silence she can hear the sounds of other people moving about.

The day goes slowly, twice again her cell is entered and she is violated by different guards.

She is given another tray of food late in the afternoon. It is also surprisingly good. At about eight a guard enters her cell, she cowers thinking she is going to be raped again, but this time is led down the corridor to a larger room where there are three young guards. She is made to dance in front of them to some pop music. She is then made to take off all her nightgown and panties and forced to dance nude in front of them. The guard then orders her to open the young men's flies and suck their cocks. She knows she has no choice but to do as she is told. One by one the stiff cocks are forced into her mouth and each of them comes very quickly, almost as soon as her lips close on their throbbing members. She is forced to swallow their cum which almost makes her vomit. The men laugh at her discomfort. She is then returned to her cell.

The lights go out and she is left to think sit in her cell and wait what happens, sleep is very slow coming. 

Punishment

In the morning she is woken at seven by an alarm, she was left alone last night and managed to sleep a bit. She sits on her bed wondering what will happen next. The cell door is unlocked and a female and male guard enters. She is told she will be punished today for covering her breasts yesterday. The woman is carrying a black cloth and something with chains on it. Tatarina is ordered to strip. She is then handed the cloth and discovers it is a black teddy. The woman indicates she is to put it on. She does only to discover there are two holes in the front for her breasts to show through and it is crutchless, allowing her pubic hair and genitals to be fully visible. She feels strange to be dressed but fully exposed, her nipples stand up under the guards stare. The female guard then reaches forward and grasping her breasts places a steel clamp at each end of the chain onto one of Tatarina's nipples. It is then tightened. Tatarina squirms and squeals as the clamps squeeze her nipples. Finally the woman is satisfied. The chain dangles from each breast forming a loop just above her navel. The woman gives the chain a tug making Tatarina squeal as her nipples are pulled. The clamps are very tight though and remained attached to her teats. When the woman is satisfied she motions to the guard who steps forward. There are three rings on the chain, and onto the centre one of these the male guard then hangs a bell which as Tatarina gasp as its weight pulls her nipples down. Wearing this device Tatarina is again led out of the cell along with the other girls for her exercise. The swinging bell tinkles as she walks and her breasts swing to a fro, the weight also pulls cruelly at her breasts as she follows after the other girls.

It is a repeat of yesterday, however this day Tatarina is forced to run and exercise with the nipple clamps in place, her bell tinkling with every bounce. The bell bounces about on her stomach as the breasts swing about on her chest. At the end of the exercise the girls are again forced to bend over and service the guards. Tatarina is fucked by two guards and also a bystander who watched them as they exercised. The bell rings furiously as she is rocked back and forth by the men fucking her. She and the other girls are returned to their cells where the clamps are taken off her nipples, by the guard. Tatarina gasps as feeling returns to the bruised flesh. She is warned not to disobey again or it will be two bells and for longer. She is told to take off the teddy and wash herself. She does so cleaning the cum from her thighs and genitals. The guards watch her as she wipes herself, adding to her shame. She is then issued with a T shirt and apron, hers is number 69, like the other girls have been wearing. Her nightdress and panties have gone. The guards then leave locking the door after them and Tatarina is once more left alone. She rubs her nipples to ease the discomfort and for the hundredth time regrets her silliness. If only she'd let that man have his way. She sits down on her bed, though she is too tired even to cry.


The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 01



That night she is raped three times.

Three days go by following the same routine, exercise and a fucking in the morning followed by the same in the afternoon. 

This routine carries on regardless of whether it is raining or not. And at night the repeated sexual abuse, either fucked by anyone who passes or forced to dance naked before a group of young men before having to suck each of their cocks until they came.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 02



For the Records

After breakfast the door is unlocked and a guard enters holding a plastic bag. She cowers on her bed expecting to be raped again. However he barks out an order and she is told to strip. She does this at once, not caring about the man seeing her naked, she does not want to be punished again. He tells her to stand with her hands on her head as he fondles her breasts squeezing her nipples to make them stand erect again. They are still sore and she grimaces much to the guard's amusement. He then tells her to take out his cock and suck it. She undoes his flies and the stiff cock flips out of his flies. Bending down she sucks and slides her mouth up and down his penis until after a couple of minutes he comes in her mouth. She gags but knows now to swallow his cum. He grunts, replaces his deflated cock and then tells her to get dressed. She slips back on the apron and the top. The guard reaches out and attaches a leash to her collar. Her face burns from the shame of being leashed like this. The guard opens the door and pulls her behind him out of the cell and into the corridor. They walk along several corridors and up a couple a flights of stair in this warren of a building. She is made to trail behind him, reminded of her captivity by the pull on the leash.

They at last come to a green door where the guard enters with out knocking. Inside there are several men in what looks like a photographic studio. They turn as she enters.

"What have we here then?"

They look her over, up a down forcing her to lower her gaze feeling as if she is some prize specimen.

"Number 69 reporting Sir."

"Good, take off the leash. Now 69 we have to take some photos of you for the records. You are to do exactly as we say or you will be punished, you do understand? Well?"

"Yes Sir." She said quietly.

"Good over here then and hold on to this card."

On the card was the number 69/20. Her number and the year. She was moved in front of a camera on a stand. There were a couple of bright lights shining onto her. As she waited there holding the card she looked around the room which was quite large with lots of different cameras and pieces of equipment about. Several of the men came closer as she was moved back by the man towards a cream colored curtain that reached to the ground.

"Right hold the card in front, a bit lower fine, hold that. There was a bright flash."

"Turn to the side, hold the card by your arm fine."

Again the flash.

"OK, turn to the other side, right hold the card a bit higher, right."

Flash.

Tatarina started to relax if this was all they were going to do it was a relief from the grueling exercise she had been forced to do on the past two mornings..

"Turn round face the wall hold the card behind you, no stupid the other way round." 

Flash.

"Turn back, now take off your top."

Oh dear there it was again. Tatarina reached down and lifted the top over her head revealing her breasts and nipples to the men standing watching her.

"Nice tits, drop the top, that's right throw it over there."

She did as she was told.

"Hold the card, no not like that, under your tits, why do you think I told you to take off the top!"

Tatarina's blushed as the man spoke to her as if she was stupid. But then she realized she was as she was here, and would have to put up with this treatment.

"Hold that." 

Flash.

"Turn to the side, push your tits out. Good." 

Flash.

"Other side." 

Flash.

"Now turn and face the wall. Hold the card, lower, that OK."

Flash.

"Back round, she not bad is she Jules? Certainly got a nice pair."

"Right off with the apron, come on, toss it over there."

Tatarina blushed again, stepping out of the only item covering her modesty. She threw it over with the top. She could see the men looking up and down her naked body fully exposed under the bright lights.

"You know the drill, hold the card, higher we don't want it over your cunt do we. OK."

Flash.

As Tatarina turned to follow the instructions she realized now not only did they have her body to use as they wanted but they also had a record of her nakedness. To look at whenever they wanted. Somehow this made her feel even more ashamed. Would her boyfriend still love her after all this?

"Right that'll do, now come over here."

She was led naked across the room, followed by the men to another set where there was a video camera facing towards a backdrop.

"Stand over there."

One of the men took her card and placed in a holder on a stand to one side of her.

Several men just stood and stared at her, some were rubbing their cocks through their trousers. The man who seemed in charged finished fiddling with the camera and stood up.

"OK now see that circle on the floor stay inside of that circle and jog on the spot, come on you heard start jogging, and don't stop until I say so."

Tatarina started to jog, her breasts bouncing up and down on her chest as she moved. The men were all grinning as they watched her. She wondered how long she was supposed to do this? She tried to avoid looking at the circle of men around her.

"Look at the camera, now turn slowly until you are side on, good stay there. There's a nice bit of action there eh Jules."

"There sure is."

"Now turn with your back to the camera, keep going. Nice arse, tight just the way I like it..........."

"Now again to the side, and now back to the front. Right stop and stand still. Jack get the hand held and get some close ups."

The man fetched a smaller camera and approached.

"Same again 69 start jogging."

Tatarina started again staring ahead whilst the man with the camera came closer and closer focusing on her face then down her body across her jiggling tits and then down to her crutch where he knelt down to get a better view. Tatarina felt herself going red from the exertion and from the shame of this recorded scrutiny. For what seemed ages the man panned his camera across her nakedness.

"Hands on your head, and a bit quicker, let's see those titties bounce, more. Lovely."

Tatarina's tits were now flapping up and down as she jogged faster and faster. Finally the man finished and stood up. Walking away he turned to the main man.

"Looks good."

"Ok stop. Now do some jumping jacks."

Tatarina wasn't sure what he meant.

"Like this, Dave show the stupid cow."

Tatarina felt really small at the insult. Dave showed her what to do, legs together legs apart, arms by the side and then out to the side.

"OK now you do it."

Tatarina started with little steps.

"More, bigger, come on, that's better. Keep going, OK Jack get some more stuff."

As Tatarina continued the moving camera again panned over her naked body crouching down to focus on her crutch as she open and closed her legs. For what seemed like ages they filmed her.

"Right stop."

Tatarina stopped panting from the exercise. Her chest heaving. She looked around the room, shocked to see that some of the men had removed their trousers and pants and were standing over the other side of the room with their cocks poking out under their T shirts obviously sexually aroused. Was she going to be raped again?

"Right over here."

Tatarina was escorted over to where the men were standing they gawked at her as she approached, their cocks now fully erect.

"Nice meat Max."

"Yeah better than the average."

Tatarina was told to sit on an armchair in front of another video camera.

"Right, open your legs out, come on more than that, more, and move down on the chair. Good, move down more, and spread your legs right out. Good now lift them up. Let's get a good look at that cunt of yours and that cute little bum hole. Look at the camera."

Tatarina was in a state of shock. Exposing herself for the records like this.

All the men were focused on her crutch, now completely open to them.

"Nice cunt, I always like a lippy cunt."

"OK now open up those cunt lips, come on we don't have all day, wider let's see right up that tight little hole of yours. Come on wider I want to see right inside, that's better. Hold that."

"Nice clit she's got ready for a rub I reckon. OK finger your clit, that's right come on. Squeeze your bum hole let's see it move."

"Right masturbate yourself, yes you heard play with yourself, and don't mess about."

Tatarina rubbed her clit though she felt far from excited, but knew she would have to go through the motions.

"Lick you finger and carry on."

Tatarina was horrified bit knew she had to obey, she rarely masturbated having been told it was a dirty habit by her mother. She was always ashamed after she came. Her finger found her clit once more and did as directed, moving her finger tip around her clit and the entrance to her vagina. It was dry so she licked her finger some more. The men stood and watched as she sat before them debasing herself. Some were openly masturbating their erections.

"OK stand up, John you first in the chair, you can take off the top. Off you, stand up, 69 is it? Very apt."

Tatarina stood up, now what?

John removed his T shirt and sat down his naked, cock, a good eight inches and fat with it, stood erect and red. He finger it as he stared at Tatarina.

"Right you 69 sit on his cock. Yes, on it, poke his cock up your cunt, come on."

Tatarina was frozen to the spot, fuck in front of the cameras.

"Hurry up or you'll need to be punished." 

Tatarina moved not wishing any repeat of the bells from yesterday.

"Not like that the other way round, face the camera."

Tatarina perched on top of the huge cock, and quickly wet her fingers and placed the spit on the top of his cock knowing it might help when he slid it into her.

"I think she's ready for it."

The tip of the cock nudged the entrance to her vagina and then slowly she slid it into her. The width stretched her cunt more than anything she had experienced before. The tightness of her vagina made the entry slow, but finally the entire length of the cock was inside her and she could feel it nudging the neck of her womb. The man reached around her and grabbed her tits squeezing them and pinching her nipples, she squirmed as he abused her breasts. She grimaced as the full length on the mans dick slid out of her tight vagina and then in.

"Christ she's tight."

Hold that, good John squeeze her tits a bit more. OK 

"69. Up and down, move your arse, come on slide it in and out. Get some close up Jack."

Tatarina eased her body up feeling the big cock slide out of her vagina, before sitting down again. And again. And again.

"Nice, pinch her nipples a bit John, that's better make her squirm a bit more. Good."

For what seemed ages Tatarina rode up and down on the mans cock. Whilst the men around her video every move.

"She getting a bit wetter now John? Slide it right out and then stick it up her arse."

The cock withdrew, now glistening from Tatarina's juices and nudged the entrance of her anus..

She tried to relax but as soon as the mans cock started to open her sphincter she knew this was going hurt.

The head slid an inch more then another two. She gritted her teeth as it entered another inch, but then the man gripped her hips and thrust he cock brutally right up her anus. Tatarina squealed as the pain shot through her bowels.

"Arghhhh."

"Nice one John."

The cock rested for a bit right inside of her before being dragged out and then thrust back inside.

"Arghhh."

"John open up her cunt, that's good. Finger her clit, great. This is excellent, we'll find a good sale for this tape."

Sale? Tape? Tatarina was mortified they were going to sell this to the public. Horrors.

Ok John hold it a minute, can you hang in there? Stan will shaft her cunt now.

Tatarina turned her head to see another man approach totally naked. His equally big cock standing out in front waggled as he approached. He was certainly ready. He grasped her legs and with one hand steered his cock into her open vagina.

"MMMmmm."

The cock slid into her, rubbing against the cock already up her arsehole.

Soon both of the cocks were sliding in and out of her body. The man at the front faster that the arse reamer. His balls bashing against her buttocks as he continually entered her cunt. All the while the camera men filmed her from afar and close up.

"Right Boys you can come whenever, but give it a good going first though."

Instantly the two men started to fuck her in earnest one cock slid in as the other slid out, The searing pain in her virgin arsehole brought tears to her eyes, until finally the two cocks stiffened and stopped as they both simultaneously squirted their cum into her orifices.

"Right just hold it there Stan you out first, get this Jack, focus on the open cunt, the punters like that, not to mention the wankers. "

The man slid out his cock to Tatarina's relief as Jack knelt down and got a close up of her cunt, semen oozing out of her gaping lips, glistening in the camera lights as it slid down towards her anus.

"OK John slide it out slowly, good, OK 69 off you get, just stand there."

Tatarina did as she was told, feeling the semen wetting her genitals as it oozed out of her vagina, and down the top of her thighs.

"Any of you boys want a taste, she free for anyone now. 69 bend over that stool, yes come on quick we've got another shoot in twenty minutes."

Tatarina was horrified, again offered to whoever chose to use her, tears filled her eyes as the first taker, pushed her down and slid his erection roughly into her cum soaked cunt.

Back in her cells five fucks later Tatarina lay down on her bed easing the soreness of her cunt and arsehole as two of the fucks were again up her anus. She cried as she realized there was another three weeks to go of this hell.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 03



Daily routine

The night passes as before, twice she is fucked, by complete strangers, one of them up her arse.

Every day starts with the same routine. In the morning, after showering and going to the toilet, there is exercise, and then a fucking. In the afternoon there are sometimes dancing lessons, where they are taught the traditional dances of the Guff, as well as some of the newer ones. If they make mistakes they are often beaten by one of the teachers their. Often they are forced to dance nude as there are sometimes visitors who enjoy the spectacle of young girls stripped and available for their inspection. Sometimes they are forced to service the visitors, other times they simply dance and are returned to their cells afterwards.

Often they were just taken out and made to walk around the yard, often in the nude. They were still not allowed to talk to anyone.

If there was a punishment, the girls were forced to witness this. The victim was usually bent over a wooden bar and caned across the buttocks. Only 6 strokes were administered, but the squeal of the girl and crack of the cane on her naked arse was enough to keep most of the girls in line. All punished girls were usually fucked several times afterwards by onlookers who took pleasure in watching this kind of thing.

You may wonder where all the men come from, remember that this institution is also a training place for police and guards. Also all the girls are attractive, so it's not difficult to find willing men. Most male employees, there are a few women, enjoy at least one fuck a day, some more vigorous men get in up to five! Everyday! Positions in the institute are heavily sought after, even though the pay is poor!

The girls are also employed in cleaning the offices, allowing another opportunity for the employees to appreciate the attributes of their female inmates. Tatarina is lucky to have a day when she is not fucked at least ten times.

Weekly Checkup

This morning takes on the same routine as other mornings, vigorous exercises in the courtyard ending in the nude of course, followed by another public fucking. She is returned to her cell again to ponder her fate, and rue her stupidity. After lunch a new male guard enters and hands her some clothes he has brought with him from over his arm. She lays them on the bed, surprised at their near normality, half bra, thong panties, ribbon suspenders and stockings, short mini skirt and blouse and jacket, all in shades of blue. He tells her to strip completely. She turns her back on him to undress, but is quickly ordered to turn and face him whilst she disrobes. She is then made to stand before him as he slowly enjoys her nakedness. He walks around her examining every part of her body, as if he has never seen a naked woman before. He nods and tells her to dress. She does finally standing up completely covered. The mini is a bit short and fairly tight barely covering the crack of her buttocks. The tops of her stockings are clearly visible, with the bare flesh at the top of her thighs just under the hem of the skirt. At least she is dressed in clothes for a change.

He then attaches the leash he is carrying to her collar and pulls her from the cell. 

She is led through the warren of the building until finally the guard stands in front of a door and raps twice with his knuckles.

"Come"

She hears a man's voice from inside.

The door is opened and she is led in. There are five middle aged men sitting in a semi circle around a chair. They stop talking and look up at Tatarina as she enters. She stands whilst the men examine her, her heart beating wondering what all this is for, whether she is to be released as it has all been a terrible mistake. As she waits she looks briefly around the room. It is plush with a feel of luxury. There is thick carpet on the floor. The walls are lined with books on shelves, there are cupboards under the bookshelves. One of the men waves his arm indicating her to sit on the chair.

She sits carefully on the chair aware of the shortness of her skirt, but is unable to avoid her bare thighs above her stockings from becoming visible as it slides up her legs, she nervously hold her legs together waiting, unsure what to do with her arms, which in the end she rest in her lap. Behind her the door is closed as the guard leaves. .

"69?"

"Yes Sir."

"You know why you are here?"

"No Sir."

"During your stay you will have a weekly checkup to make sure you are on the road to being an obedient subject of the state. This is the first one. Now why are you here today?"

"I'm sorry Sir, do you mean here in this room."

"No stupid girl, at the center."

"Er, I think so Sir."

"Well."

"Er, is it because I wouldn't have sex with the sectional leader?"

"No, it is because you need to be reminded of your place in this society. Do you understand?"

"Er, I think so Sir, yes."

"We will meet with you from time to time to make sure you do know your place. Do you understand why?"

"I think so Sir."

"Good, you must always remember you are here to serve and that means all of the members of Gutteran."

Tatarina sat as the men stare at her, blushing under their gaze, she squeezed her legs closer as she sees their gaze focus on her lap, knowing they could easily see her undies.

"Stand up."

Tatarina slid off the chair unconsciously tugging her skirt down to try to cover her naked thighs.

"She very modest isn't she gentlemen, a proper little lady."

"Very much so, is she a true servant of the state though."

"I'm sure she is."

"She will have to be tested."

"Of course."

The men chuckled, at what Tatarina had no idea. She looked nervously at the men as they talked about her.

"69, take off your panties, and return onto the chair."

Tatarina could hardly believe she heard what they had said, and stood uncertain what to do.

"Come along 69, did you not hear what I said?'

"YYYYes Sir."

Tatarina tried to reach under her skirt but of course it was so tight it rode up her thighs as she reach for the waist band revealing a triangle of blue between her thighs. Her fingers found the edge and pulled down the skimpy material, bending over to slip it down her legs, finally letting it slide to the floor. For a moment the men had a flash of her red pubic hair before she tugged her skirt down. She noted a smile on the face of several of the men as she covered her modesty.

She stepped out of her panties, not sure what to do with them.

"You can leave them on the floor 69."

Tatarina again sat down on the chair, forcing her thighs closely together as she perched on the seat. Again her skirt rode up her legs revealing the tops of her stockings and thighs. Somehow she felt more naked dressed without knickers than if she had been naked.

"How do you feel 69?"

"Er a bit embarrassed Sir."

"Why's that 69."

"Well Sir not having any knickers on, and this skirt is very short."

"We will soon overcome those feelings. Can you feel the leather of the stool 69."

"No Sir, well just a bit."

"Pull up you skirt so you can feel the leather with your skin 69."

Tatarina again wondered what was going on here. If they had wanted to strip her they could have ordered her to strip, was this some kind of test? She realized once she pulled up her skirt to place her naked buttocks were on the chair, the front of her skirt would be above the top of her thighs, revealing her pubic hair. She knew she would have to obey. She pulled up the skirt and sat again waiting. She saw the men's gaze move to her crutch.

"Very good, she does know how to obey."

"But is she compliant?"

"I'm sure she is."

Tatarina did not know what they were talking about.

"Let's see then."

"69, masturbate yourself to an orgasm, and no faking."

What! Masturbate now, in front of these middle aged men? Tatarina was horrified, to think she thought she was being released because of a mistake. She stared helplessly around at the men, who waited silently for her to follow the instructions. In the silence she could hear a clock ticking away in the background.

"Come along 69, what are you waiting for? Get those thighs apart and start masturbating!"

Tatarina's heart sank as she open her legs to let the men see her sex fully for the first time. Her fingers went down to her genitals and felt her slit, she closed her eyes and started to rub her clitoris with her fingers.

"Open your eyes! Do not close them, and move your legs further apart!"

Tatarina did as she was told, opening her eyes to see the men staring at her sex. She moved her legs, now fully open, exposing her labia to the mens gaze. Her finger continued to rub her sex, her lips parting as she fondled her sex, allowing the men a glimpse of the pink entrance of her vagina..

The minutes ticked away as she continued to rub herself. She did not know where to look, her embarrassment at performing in front of these men was agony for her.

"Open your labia and continue to rub yourself."

Tatarina opened her lips her vagina open to the mens inspection as her finger tip worked at her clitoris. To her surprise her sex was becoming moist from the attention she was giving it.

One of the men stood. Tatarina stopped.

"Carry on, why are you stopping?"

She continued, as the man went to a cupboard reached in and brought out a pink plastic tube. He came over to Tatarina holding a huge vibrator, 9"10 inches long, and at least 2 inches wide. He clicked a switch at the bottom, and a buzzing sound filled the room. She stared in horror at the device as he handed it to her.

"Here 69, let us see you work this into that cunt of yours."

Tatarina took the pink dildo, almost dropping it as she felt the vibrations. She tried to place it at the entrance of the vagina, but had to move down the chair to accommodate the size. The thing was so big her vaginal entrance was too dry to let it enter so she put the device in her mouth covering it with spit. It rattled briefly against her teeth.

Once again she introduced the tip of the vibrator to her vagina and pushing slowly slid it into her orifice. The buzzing sound lessened as it entered her. Her vagina was stretched as never before as it slid further inside her body.

"Ooohh!"

She could not stop herself moaning as the huge plastic cock bumped against the entrance to her womb.

"Come on 69, in and out, let's see some action!"

Tatarina slid the obscene object out and then in her vagina, the change of tone adding to her embarrassment as it deepened whilst inside her. For what seemed ages she continued, in the thundering buzzing silence of the room, to thrust the plastic cock in and out of herself. Slowly she could feel her body start to react to the constant stimulus on her genitals. She moved her hips as the warmness grew larger. Her breathing became more ragged, as her body reacted to the vibration in her vagina.

The men smiled as they watched her perform, knowing her extreme embarrassment, as she abused herself in front of them. She tried to look away, but a brief grunt from the middle man made her once more look at their faces. The vibrator continued to buzz its way up and down her vagina.

"MMMmmmm."

More of the warm feeling grew as she slid the cock slid in and out, firmer and with more determination, she pumped it faster, in and out, and then it was too much and she suddenly climaxed.

"AAAHHhhhhhhhh."

Waves washed over her as she orgasmed not once but twice and then again. She slid the plastic cock out, and sat her head hung down the plastic still buzzing in her hand.

"Very good 69."

"That was excellent."

One of the men stood and going around took the device from her hand and turned it off. He returned it to the cupboard from where it came.

Silence once more filled the room. Tatarina did not know what to do now, what was expected of her. She sat still her thighs still wide apart, her vaginal orifice opened and fully exposed to the men. Her bottom felt wet from the vagina fluid that had slid down from her abused cunt.

"Stand up 69, that's right, no don't pull down your skirt, we want to still look at that lovely red cunt of yours. Now turn round, turn the chair around and bend over the back with your hands on the seat. Good, feet apart, further, wonderful. Ok gentlemen I think in order of rank. I'll go first, you can choose your orifice."

Tatarina bent over the chair, knowing her genitals were once again fully exposed to the men. And horror now they were going to use her. Within a half a minute the chairman, that's how she though of him had stood come around the table and grasping her firmly by the hips drove his erect cock into her vagina. It did not take long with a dozen or so strokes he shot his cum into her cunt, withdrawing it , to be replaced by the next man.

Within 15 minutes all the men had fucked her. The last man up her arse. There was no fondling, her body remained untouched save for the pistoning of their cocks inside her. By the time they had finished, semen was running down her thighs and onto the top of her stockings. One of the men handed her a towel and told her to tidy herself. She bent down a wiped the excess off the entrance to her vagina and from the insides of her legs until she was once again dry. The only evidence of their violation was a soreness in her two nether orifices.

"Thank you 69, you may get dressed and then go."

Tatarina bent down a retrieved her panties. She stumbled briefly as she stepped into the skimpy material, pulling it up until it finally covered her genitals. She then pulled down her skirt and again waited.

"Go, the door, go!"

She walked to the door opened it and walked into the corridor. The guard immediately came up to her and replaced the leash onto her collar. She was then led down back to her cell. 



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 04



It is a Saturday. The day has started as usual, with exercises, though today as there are no workers in the offices Tatarina was spared a fucking at the end of the session. She was returned to her cell where she sat and read. She was now allowed reading material, all of it erotic. Still it was a vast improvement on sitting staring up at the small square of sky or the wall opposite her cell.

Tea was served and she just settled down for the evening, when a guard opened her door, she stood immediately and waited for the usual fondling and abuse, however this evening she was simply led from her cell, on a leash of course and taken through the near empty building. Finally she was led into a room which took her completely by surprise as there were racks upon racks of clothes. Along one side of the room were several mirrors and makeup stations. She was led to one of these and made to sit. Two women approached and looked her up and down.

"She will do nicely, fine facial lines, perfect. She does dance doesn't she? Well wench do you dance, I believe you are being given lessons even here at the institute, is that right?"

"Yes Mam, I can dance and we have been taught all the dances of the Guff.

"Excellent, you will do well then."

Tatarina had no idea what she was talking about, and what was all this about dancing?

The women moved Tatarina's face to the left and right with her hand on her jaw.

"Strip!"

Tatarina stood and removed her top and apron, blushing as she was not used to stripping in front of women. The women looked her naked body up and down.

"Very nice, she has nice tits, don't you think Isada."

"Very nice, the women fondled and squeezed her tits and tweaked her nipples."

Tatarina lowered her head to avoid looking at the women, were they lesbians? She had heard the building held a few of these women.

"I think we should leave them exposed, or do you think a light covering."

"Oh exposed they are too fine to hide. I will see what I can find."

With which she disappeared into the racks of clothes.

"Sit!"

Tatarina sat wondering what on earth was going on, who were these ladies and just what were they up. The woman beside her picked up a brush and over the next 15 minutes applied different make ups and rouges until she was satisfied with the results. Tatarina stared at the mirror for looking back at her was a strikingly beautiful girl, she had never imagined she could be made to look so fine.

"There, that's better."

"Come along Bissa, we do not have all night.

"Coming. I think I have just the right dress."

The other women returned with a midnight blue gown hung over her arm and a short pale blue cape.

"Here look at these they are just what we need."

Tatarina was amazed, what was going on that needed here to be made up so well and to be dressed in this fine dress. It was obviously made of silk.

"Come along you, don't dawdle, stand up."

Tatarina looked around for some underwear, but there was none as far as she could see. The women open the back of the dress and made Tatarina step into it, slowly she raised it up her body until it was just below her breasts and then started to zip it up. To Tatarina shock there was nothing to cover her breasts. The gown stopped below them thus emphasizing her assets, the cincher just rising to separate her globes. The skirt was slit up the side starting just below her breasts making it clear to whoever saw her from the side that she was not wearing any panties, as when she moved the two halves separated revealing a line of flesh unbroken by any other material, from the floor to her armpits. 

But of course the shock was her breasts, was this it then, and where was she going dressed like this.

One of the ladies reached onto the bench and taking some light rouge clasped one of Tatarina's breasts and painted the nipples just a little, emphasizing them even more. Then there came another shock. One of the ladies picked up what Tatarina thought was a pair of earrings. She stood in front of her and gently but firmly pulled her nipples, one by one until the attention forced them to erect. She then took the small pendent and placed a loop over the erect nipples and closed it, trapping the flesh. She repeated it with the other, and in the mirror Tatarina was dismayed to see the two large pearls dangling from her breasts.

"Perfect."

A blue soft leather choker replaced the usual one she wore, though she noted the number 69 still dangled from the item.

She was handed the cape and she draped this over her shoulders. It was short, very short, just long enough to cover her nipples. The base of her breasts was clearly visible under the hem. Of course the pearls also swung feely below the cape, making it obvious to any observer that they must be fixed to Tatarina's nipples.

A pair of fine shoes made up the image and she was complete, well save for a few missing items, like panties and bras, but that seemed to be it.

"Right she's ready! Let's go."

The leash was replaced onto the choker, and Tatarina was pulled towards the door.

Go, but where, Tatarina feared the worse. All this must mean somewhere she was going to be placed on display again. She was hurried along corridors she had never gone down before. A car was waiting as they exited a side entrance to the building. She was bustled into the back, exposing the full length of her leg as she got in. The light was on and the driver looked at her as she settled smiling as he noted the pearls on the half moons of her breasts.

The journey was not long, but as they drove the women explained to Tatarina that she would be required to dance with men for the night, she was to be a free partner, until she was picked up at the end of the night. She would soon realize what was going on, there were service area in the corners of the ballroom. She was forbidden to leave the room on any account, and on risk of severe punishment. She would also do as she was told. She was to drink only cordial, and was not allowed to eat anything. There were matrons there to direct when necessary. Did she understand? Tatarina said she thought she did, she was to be a dance partner for men during the night.

"Right."

They stopped outside of the Astasia Ballroom, which had found a new lease of life under the Guff. Men were congregating outside as Tatarina was led from the car. She caught a few glances as she stood in full view, the wind catching her skirt and exposing her long legs. The walked up the steps and into the sumptuous foyer. There were lots of men chatting, but no women she noted.

"After we go through that door, you are to do exactly what the compeer tells you, do you understand? Failure to do this will result in very severe punishment do you really understand 69? And remember no chattering, only talk if directly addressed."

"Yes Mam."

The two women led Tatarina by her leash towards the large entrance doors. Several of the men they passed gave her very admiring glances, she was even pointed out. The ballroom doors which were opened by a man in uniform. As she entered the ballroom itself she was overwhelmed. The sumptuousness of the decor was amazing. The room was warmly lit by chandeliers every where. Along one side were tables around which men sat drinking and chatting. On the stage was an orchestra under spotlights. The dance area at present was empty and as she looked around she noted at the back of the hall were several girls, and it was towards these that she was being led. Part of the back of the hall was concealed behind a temporary partition, where other girls were emerging.

"Hello Bissa, Isada, how are you and what do we have here, I did not realize the Serfs had so many serviceable women."

"Oh they need a lot of work, but they can be very passable."

"That gown is lovely; please get the wench to take off the cape. Oh very nice, those tits will get the men frisky, and I do like the pearls, beautiful how they hang so well from her nipples."

Tatarina blushed under the women's gaze, but more so as she was now semi-naked in this room with so many others around. The other girls were all in a similar state of undress, with their breasts also revealed by their costumes. There were over thirty girls standing their heads bowed as they awaited their instructions. Tatarina suddenly concluded that these women must also be from punishment centers around the town and country. They were all very attractive, though Tatarina's breasts were just slightly bigger than the others. All were generously endowed, no flat chests here.

As the minutes ticked away she had the chance to look around the room. There were several men standing at a bar around one end, whilst the rest sat at the tables. They were all in black and in the subdue lighting around the edge of the room all looked alike. There were about 100 all together, but at no tables did she see any women. At that moment the band started and stimulated the men to leave the bar and make towards the tables, carrying their drinks with them.

"Gentlemen, your attention please."

Tatarina looked up at the stage where a compeer had suddenly appeared and was talking into a microphone.

"Welcome to the Astasia, where we hope to stimulate you and hopefully satisfy you."

There were cheers and catcalls from the men.

"For those who have not been to our Tops or Tails night, let me take a moment to explain. The evening is divided into two parts. We will begin in a minute with some of our favorite tunes and dances. The girls are here to entertain you, as dancing partners, whilst later when we are more lusty and eager, we will truly begin our Tops or Tails part of the evening, so bare with me, or rather with our lovely girls...."

More cheers and catcalls.

"Who have been provided for us tonight by our wonderful ministry of correction, and I hope you will enjoy helping them to find their true place in our society. But enough of that, let us begin by bringing the girls into the light, come along girls, no need to be shy."

The girls were pushed and shooed onto the dance floor by the matrons. Tatarina was horrified to be exposed like this under the spot lights. The other girls mingled together.

"Lovely, come along girls form a line here under the stage, that's right turn around and let our honored guests see you."

Tatarina shuffled around until at last the girls formed a line under the stage, standing facing the audience. From the back of the room several spotlights lit and slowly swept along the line of semi-naked girls. All the while the compeer kept up a banter referring to the exposed and highlighted assets of the girls. There were jokes about keeping abreast of the times and exposing the sins of the flesh. There were of course cheers and laughter from the men as the humiliation continued. Tatarina thought the spotlight lingered longer over her than the other girls, but this could have been her imagination.

"Lovely, and what an evening we have in front of you. Now for those who have not been to one of our famous Tops and Tails nights, let me take a minute to explain and whilst I'm doing that the girls will form a line and walk around so you can appreciate them all the more from close up., though I hope you will get even closer by the end of the night! Madame if you would like to start the promenade. Now gentlemen you all have a number which I will call, when it is time for you to join your partner. Have no fear the night is young and there will be plenty of time for you to enjoy several of our wonderful girls. And don't forget we run these evening once every week, so if you feel the need, or need to feel!"

The men laughed and cheered at this joke.

"Please come along again."

Tatarina followed around the room after the girl in front for what else could she do, she knew that to be severely punished could be very bad, so here she was parading her breasts to the gaze of the men around the room. Finally the girls finished walking around the tables and returned to the front.

"Right ladies take the girls onto the floor for the first dance, which tonight will be the Gallops, and gentlemen if numbers 1 to 30 will join the ladies, we will start."

There was a lot of movement and the girls formed a line and stood awaiting their partners. The men now approached and stood opposite the girls at arms length. Tatarina's partner's eyes were firmly glued to her breasts and the dangling pearls. She took a moment to examine the men, who were all ages and builds. They were all dressed in dinner jackets and looked very smart. Her partner was an older man with a moustache. The dance consisted of creating two lines facing each other, this forming a corridor. At certain times in the music, the end couple would turn into the corridor and skip down the length of it, when they reached the end the next couple and so it went on. Tatarina waited her time watching as the girls skipped down the line their breasts bouncing about on their chest. She started and every male eye watched her as her large tits jiggled about uncontrollably as she skipped down the line. The men whooped and cheered as each of the girls performed her dance. The pearls flicked and flipped about at the end of her nipples as she danced. Every move made the pearls tug gently on her nipples. When the dancers faced each other during the dance the man's eyes roved over her breasts, occasionally rising to smile at her face.

As Tatarina danced around the floor she was met time and time again by the image of the other girls bouncing breasts as they too performed in front of the men.

Finally the dance stopped and the next set of men took the place of the first. This time it was skip and hop, another dance requiring the girls jumped gaily about, not that Tatarina felt gay, though she still heard the words of warning from the matron, and knew what it meant to be punished. Again the girls breasts bounced and moved to and fro on their chest as unsupported they seemed to have a life of their own. This time the men seemed a little braver than the first and at every opportunity touched Tatarina's breasts, squeezing and fondling them. Once more the dance ended, by now Tatarina's nipples were beginning to become tender to the touch as the loop tightened with their further erection.

"And now a slight change of pace, the Waltz of the Wolves."

Tatarina's partner took her into his arms and pressed his body against her crushing her breasts to his chest. She could feel the bump of his erection against her thigh as he moved. His hand behind her slid under the dress and found the bare skin of her back. It stroked her nakedness under the dress sliding down to finish on her buttocks where it squeezed her cheeks for the rest of the dance. This dance was also repeated with the men fondling her naked buttocks as they clasped her closely.

"And now gentlemen the Silver Spoon waltz."

Tatarina dreaded this one as she knew what would occur. In this dance the Gentlemen stands behind the Lady and in the correct waltz grabs her by the waist as they dance like spoons. Of course in this dance her breasts are the focus of the grabbing, as around the room the men take the opportunity to caress the ladies breasts as they dance. This partner seemed to take delight in tugging at the pearl pendants, making them even tenderer as the dance wore on. Tatarina could see the other girls being abused in the same way, though she was the only one with nipple jewelry.

One after another, dance followed dance, as the girls were forced to jump, or skip or hop about or be groped at close hand. Tatarina spent one very uncomfortable dance with her partners first finger inserted up her arsehole for the entire dance. On one reverse dance her cunt was fingered and invaded for the duration, leaving her clit swollen and sensitive after the man's attention.

The clocked ticked on and Tatarina seemed to have danced forever. For the last two hours, the girls had been subject to every type of digital invasion and abuse during the dances. When would it stop? Tatarina was dry and thirsty, here nipples almost on fire from the abuse they had received, the tight loops cutting into her swollen flesh.

"Well isn't this lovely Gentleman, though I am sure by now you are getting well ready for the second part of the evenings entertainment."

There were cheers from the men as they clapped and chanted.

"In order for the girls to be prepared and the men to get ready we will have a short intermission where snacks will be served. So gentlemen fill your glasses, for "Tops and Tails" is next on the agenda."

The band put down its instruments and the compeer left the stage. The girls were herded back to the back of the room to the area behind the partition.

"Right come along, we've not much time, you, come on pay attention or you will feel the whip!"

Tatarina stood looking at the matrons not daring to talk.

"Now listen, you will all strip, but keep your shoes on. Well what are you waiting for strip and place your clothes on the table over there!"

Tatarina's heart sunk, stripped and then what? She did as she was told as the other girls stripped off and soon she stood naked hearing the sound of the men on the other side of the screen. Surely she was going to be given something to wear?

"For your entry you will be dressed for the Peacocks dance. As that will be the first event after the break. So queue up by Matron Bissa who will start the dressing. Whilst you're waiting place this chain around your waist."

With which she directed one of her helpers to walk around giving the girls the thin golden chain, which had a small clip attached to it.

Tatarina sighed, at least they would have something on, as she was getting nervous standing here in the nude. She fixed the chain around her waist. Her hopes were not long lived as she was picked to be the first to "get dressed".

"Here you come here. Yes you."

Tatarina was pushed forward and saw in the matron's hand a cluster of peacock's feathers. She imagined she was going to be dressed as she had seen girls in the follies.

"Turn round girl face away that's right, now bend over and touch your toes."

Tatarina did as she was told, though reluctant to expose herself like this, before she knew what was going on the matron place her hand on her hip and inserted a thick plug into her anus. Tatarina squeaked as the object was pushed home and tried to rise.

"Stay there girl or there will be trouble."

The matron voice and hand stopped her. The plug slid in until it finally stopped and because of its shape stayed firmly up her arse.

"Stand up."

Tatarina stood and discovered the peacock feathers were attached to the plug and rose like a fan up her back. The centre of the feathers was clipped to the waist band which stopped them flopping over. She was pushed away as the next girl was forced to humiliate herself. As she walked away feeling the fatness of the plug in her arsehole. I wiggled about as the feathers moved with her movement. Was this all she was to wear?

One by one the girls were fitted with the obscene device until at last they all stood naked, their breasts and pubic region free for the eyes of the men to perve over. Like beautiful birds, whose feathers rose behind them.

"Listen, the compeer will lead into your entry, and the band will play, you are to follow Bissa and finish in a line in front of the stage, do you understand? Good. Now quickly grab something to drink, there's some water over there."

She pointed to a table with several small bottles standing on it. She as did the other girls drinking deeply as they were all parched from the dancing.

"Come along now!"

Tatarina dreaded the next moment to be exposed obscenely like this to all these men with this obscenity stuck up her backside was almost more than she could bare, but knowing the consequence of refusal, knew she had to comply.




The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 04



The band did a brief intro and then the voice of the compeer took over.

"Gentlemen now the part of the night you have all been waiting for, Tops or Tails. To whet your appetite for the rest of the evening, the girls have dressed especially for you, or rather undressed especially for you."

Cheers and whoops came from the men.

"To start of we will have the Parade of the Peacocks and the Dance of the Birds."

The band started again and the matron nodded to Tatarina who was first after Bissa, and she was led into the Ballroom. As soon as she entered there was a collective holler as naked she was paraded for their pleasure. The other girls followed and soon there was a file of naked girls walking around the room in a long line. As she walked Tatarina felt the dildo wiggle around in her arsehole as the feathers moved to her motion.

Around the room, tits and feathers wobbling, they were paraded for several minutes. Spotlights picked out individual girls, and to Tatarina's horror they seemed to concentrate on her as she was force to strut around the room. Finally the music came to a close.

"Now the peacocks will form a circle facing inwards, that's good, now they will display for you. Girls touch your toes and wait for my order. Ok you lucky lads, I'll now choose thirty numbers. These winners get to go first tonight and join our beautiful birds on the dance floor."

Tatarina bent over touching her toes, which cocked the feathers up in the air, and left her genitals in full display along with the butt plug up her bum. She saw the other girls in the same position.

"2, 34, 53,7,61,23..... "

And so it went on with each call a man rose and picked a girl on the floor by standing behind her. Tatarina saw the legs approach and then there was a man behind her. Before many more numbers were called the man was fingering her cunt and before much longer had inserted his finger up her vagina and was poking it about.

"Right now gentlemen, you may prepare yourselves."

There was much cheering as one by one the men opened their flies releasing there erect cocks. These were then wet with a bit of spit and then inserted into the cunts of the bending "peacocks".

Tatarina was soon impaled, the fatness of her partners cock slowly forced into the dry interior of her vagina. It was dragged out and then forced back inside this time what little lubrication there was allowed it to slide in easier.

"Steady gentlemen, wait until I give the command......."

The crowd was silent as they waited.

"Go!"

The men as one started to pound their cocks in and out of the girl's cunts, after a few seconds some of the girls started to squeal as the thrusting became more ferocious. The slurping sounds of the cocks sliding in and out, and the slapping noise of flesh on flesh grew in volume until one by one the men whooped as they shoot their loads into the bent girls.

Tatarina's abuser grasped her hips with his hands as he thrust rapidly in and out.

Finally just a few remained until at last all had been satisfied.

The drum rolled a climax and the men removed their cocks. There was the flashing of lots of white handkerchiefs as cocks were wiped. Tatarina, could feel the slimy ooze of cum on her vaginal lips threatening to slide down her thighs.

"Gentlemen a brief pause whilst the ladies are prepared."

One of the matrons clapped her hands and directed the girls behind the curtain where they were quickly douched, to clean out their cum filled vaginas. Several of the girls were massaging their abused breasts. Tatarina wonder how long this night was going to last. Her excitement of being allowed out now thoroughly dampened by the thought of what was to come next, or how they were to come!

After five minutes they were again led out onto the floor. Over the next forty minutes the girls were serviced several times each by a different man. Tatarina's cunt was starting to feel bruised from the constant pounding.

They were once more led out Tatarina fully expecting another fucking, when the compeer started again.

"And now gentlemen, for a slight change of pace! Are the ladies ready? Of course they are, they are always ready at the Astasia Ballroom!"

"And now will numbers 3.12.15.31.24...... join the ladies.

The men were eager to comply and within a short time all the girls were joined by the men. Tatarina tried to avoid the man's eyes but noted he was a thin man about fifty with a short moustache and almost bald head. His face glistened with sweat.

"Alright this time to start let's have a nice kiss for the gentlemen ladies and let's keep those tongues going."

This was worse than fucking, the man grasped Tatarina round the waist the planted his tobacco and beery mouth on her thrusting his tongue between her lips. She almost gagged, but forced herself to hold out. His hands also started to explore her body squeezing her tits and her buttocks, as her probed her mouth with his tongue. He slobbered in her mouth as his fingers rubbed the ring of her anus as it grasped the butt plug.

"Enough, enough, now ladies let's use those mouths to a better advantage, Gentlemen let's see those cocks! It's time to "Feed the Chooks"."

With which the men unzipped there trousers and allowed their erect cocks to stand out as their hands slid up and down their lengths.

"Ok ladies start sucking................"

Oh God thought Tatarina, as she bent forward, and grasp the man's erection. Her mouth went down and slid over the tip. She almost gagged from the sweaty musty smell. Slowly she slid the cock into her mouth whilst the man grasped her head. The music played on as the girls' heads bobbed up and down. Whilst their buttocks, complete with the feathers up their arses, wiggled back and forth. The man grasped Tatarina's head more firmly and literally thrust his cock down her throat. In, out, in, out, for what seemed like ages until she felt it stiffen and then pump its load into her mouth. She swallowed the filthy stuff before she was sick, the musty taste lingering after the cock was taken out.

All around the men finished and once more the girls were told to stand.

"Excellent are we all having fun?"

The crowd roared.

"Well let's give those chooks some more food."

More numbers were announced and Tatarina was forced to kiss an older balding fat man as he groped her body. Once more Tatarina was forced to pump his cock with her mouth until he came. Time and time again the girls were forced to suck on the men's cocks.

The clock ticked by as the men enjoyed the girls.

"Gentlemen, now we must come to the last part of the evening. For this the girls will again retire for a short while whilst the band has a drink. Ladies if you please!"

The girls were once more directed to go behind the curtain. The matrons there fussed about as they directed the girls to remove there plugs. Tatarina was glad to remove hers as her anus was getting sore form it jiggling around inside.

They were all then directed to bend over once more and touch their toes. Tatarina obeyed to feel as the matrons went around behind a small tube inserted into her anus and then something cold squirted inside. Tatarina instinctively knew it was some form of lubricant and dreaded what she knew was going to follow. The girls were then ordered to stand, this time were led onto the floor completely nude save for their shoes.

The men quieted as they walked in front of them, into the spotlights.

"Now well play our favorite game "Cherry Pie". Ladies if you would form a line at the front here, that's right just in front of the stage, come along, good, now let's touch those toes."

Tatarina did as ordered and along with the others in front of the whole room bent over exposing her sex for the spotlights to highlight. 

"Gentlemen would numbers 7, 14, 17, .... Come forward. And remember no touching you naughty boys!"

The room was full of anticipation as the men approached the girls bent over in front of them, eyeing the exposed sex in front of them as they stood there. Most of them were rubbing their crutches in anticipation. 

"Now if numbers 22, 23, 31.... would you please stand behind the first gentlemen. And don't worry he won't be bending over in front of you!"

The men once more complied, laughing at the jests from the compeer.

"Now behind these can we have number 63, 42, 18...."

Within a few minutes all the men were lined up behind each other with a girl at the front. Tatarina wondered what they were up to, what was supposed to happen? 

"Now ladies pull those buttocks apart so the nice cherry pickers can spot the cherry."

The girls had no choice but obeyed and within a few second the men were viewing their exposed anal rings. 

"This is the final part of the evening gentlemen; we will have a relay race. Each of you is to poke the cherry but please squirt the sauce onto the ladies back. That way everyone has a nice clean cherry. The matrons will be checking there is no cheating. And a man can't leave the table until the pie is creamed, though I don't think there will be any trouble there!" 

The men laughed and sniggered to each other.

"There is a bottle of champagne for the winning team. So if we are ready let us begin!"

Are we ready?"

The men quickly opened their flies and one by one drove their stiff cocks up the poor girls arse holes causing a few to squeal as they were thrust them inside, much to the delight of the crowd.

The band now started and after a few bars sped up as the men thrust in and out, most came within a few bars, pulling their cocks out and with a few short strokes came over the girls' buttocks and backs.

The next man took their place and again thrust their cocks into the waiting and now slightly distended orifice. Tatarina's arse was sore already and the shafting by the men was like being poked with a rusty pipe. All around the girls were groaning and grunting as the men callously fucked the waiting arseholes. A particularly fat cock made Tatarina yelp a little as it forced her redden orifice to stretch to greater widths. Her back felt wet and unclean as one by one the men ejaculated over her. Finally a cheer went up and one team had managed to finish. Of course the rest continued to fuck away until all the men were satisfied.

"Well, well, well, a record for the night. I hope you have all enjoyed yourselves, and the girls say goodnight girls, and thank you."

The girls raggedly murmured their goodnights as they straightened tears standing in some of the girl's eyes, after the night humiliation, their backs glistening from the men's juices. They were escorted back behind the screen whilst the compeer finished off the night. 

Tatarina looked around and noted that all their clothes had gone. She wondered what they would wear to get home and how they were going to clean themselves.

"Right you lot, follow Bissa, and be silent."

Tatarina followed the naked girls in front out a door at the back of the building, and into the night air. In front was a cattle truck with two armed male guards standing by the doors, smiling as the girls were herded into he back. This seemed like the finally humiliation to Tatarina, to be herded naked into a truck, and a cattle truck at that. She was only thankful that it was early in the morning and there was no traffic around to witness their degradation. 

The truck started off, the girls holding onto the rails and each other to avoid falling over. The slime of the men's cum covered their bodies as they were jostled together. The truck continued, dropping the girls at various centres. The guards spent the whole time fondling the girls' tits, and took turns to fuck a couple of the weeping ladies.

Finally Tatarina was delivered to her centre, and after being escorted to her room, quickly cleaned off the filth still clinging to her body and fell instantly asleep, exhausted.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 05



Biology Lesson

Another night has ended with her being fucked several times in the early hours. After breakfast, the door is unlocked and a guard enters carrying a plastic bag. She is ordered to strip, and although the guard stands and looks at her she is not touched, but is left alone. The guard orders her to get dressed in the clothes she will find in the bag.

Looking inside she finds normal clothes she sorts them out on her bed and starts to dress, they are all a bit more risqué than she would normally wear but it is a relief to put any clothes on her body. Firstly the red lace G string panties first, then the red lace 1/2 bra, the stockings and wispy suspenders, the belt type. She fed the suspenders straps through her knickers, before clasping the stocking tops to them. Then a lightweight red dress, a little shorter than she'd normally wear but still a normal dress the type you would see on the street, it is just long enough to cover the tops of her stockings, just. She pulls up the zip behind her, puts on a light weight cardigan, slips on the high heeled shoes and is ready. 

The guard tells her to place her hands behind her back where they are cuffed. He then clips the leash onto her collar and leads her from the cell.

She is walked down the corridor to a lift. After they enter, the guard presses the bottom button which takes them to the car park in the basement of the building. There is a taxi waiting which they head towards. Tatarina wonders where on earth they can be going, she is hoping they are going to some court to review her sentence though she knows this is a only a very slight possibility, she can only hope. 

The guard opens the door and tells Tatarina to get in. She shuffles in finding it surprisingly difficult with her hands cuffed behind her back. The hem of her skirt rides up her thighs as she slides across the seat, she tries to ease it down but cannot and so has to sit with the skirt half way up her thighs, exposing her stocking tops. The driver turns and she can see his gaze fix upon her legs as she tries to settle herself, knowing she has flashed her red knickers at him whilst doing so. She closes her legs tightly together as the guard enters. The driver turns and adjusts his mirror so he can see her as he drives, and starts off. They leave the building, and join the morning traffic. The driver seems to know where they are going, as he does not ask the guard for directions.

Tatarina savors this moment of freedom however slim it seems to be, anything to avoid the morning exercise and humiliation.

"What's with the cuffs then and the leash? Is she dangerous?

"No, she in for correction, and I don't want her to do a runner.

"What sort of correction, what has she done? This is the first time I've picked up from the "Justice Dept".

"Sexual correction."

Tatarina's heart sunk as the words were uttered.

"What is sexual correction? I've heard a bit about it on the news, and often wondered what they're talking about."

"She has to be taught to obey her superiors, in whatever they want her to do. She has to respect the wishes of the fatherland, and all her masters.

"Who are these masters?"

"All of us of course, she is an Engla."

"So she will do whatever you tell her to do."

"That's right, how long have we got till we arrive."

"Oh, about five minutes maybe a bit longer."

"Let me show you, I saw you noticing her legs as she got in the car, nice aren't they."

"They sure are."

"Did you see her red knickers then?"

"Well just for a moment."

"Did she see you looking?"

"Yea, she soon closed her legs up."

"Did she now! You 69, open up your legs."

Tatarina turned to look at the guard, not again, here in a taxi in the middle of the town. They were only crawling along and there were pedestrians everywhere.

"Did you hear me 69, open your legs or you'll be on report. You know what that means!"

Tatarina started to open her legs, a few inches, the taxi had stopped at some lights, she could see the driver peering in her mirror. She knew he could see her knickers now.

"Wider, that's better."

Tatarina knew she had to do as he said and opened her legs as far as they would go, with her skirt stopping her, from really spreading them.

"Nice eh? Here I'll make it a bit better."

The guard reached over and pulled Tatarina's skirt right up to the top of her thighs, and forced her legs fully apart. The driver was rewarded with a view of her exposed crutch covered in red a lace triangle framed by her pale thighs and the black stocking tops. Tatarina looked around out of the window, hoping nobody outside was looking in. The men stared at her crutch, her dark pubic hair clearly visible through the thin material.

"Lift your bum 69, that's right up, higher."

Tatarina did as she was told.

"Cor that's amazing."

Tatarina noticed somebody outside the taxi, coming closer, and then there was a face at the window peering down at her. The taxi suddenly moved forward and thankfully he was left behind. She looked up at the driver who took every opportunity to look at her in the mirror. They came to another set of light which just caught them. As the driver braked Tatarina slid forward, which slid her skirt up even further up until she was sitting on the seat with her bare buttocks.

"Would you like to see her cunt then?"

"Can I?"

The guard leaned over again, and grasping the edge of her G string pulled it over to one side, completely exposing her hairy vulva to the driver .

"Christ that's amazing, you can do that then? Any time you like? "

"Sure, do you like her cunt then?"

"Yea, she sure is giving me a boner."

Tatarina was so humiliated, being exposed like this seemed worse than at the center. The two men didn't care about her here exposed like this.

The lights changed and the driver drove off, still with one eye on his mirror. They drove on for a while like this. The guard had sat back in his seat leaving Tatarina exposed her G string pulled over to one side.

"How much further?"

"A couple of minutes."

The taxi was again held up by light.

"Here have a look at this then."

The guard leant over again, and placing his hands each side of her vulva pulled her labial lips apart to give the driver an intimate view of her clit and vagina.

"Jesus, this is amazing!"

Tatarina cringed, how much longer to where they were going.

"Here I'll tell you what pull over just up there, that's right into that parking bay. "

The driver pulled over coming to a halt next to a small park. What was going on?

"Hop out and open her door, if you pull your cock out she suck it off for you, nobody will see and anyway they won't take any notice."

"What here in the traffic?"

Tatarina's heart started to beat.

"Please not here.

She said as the driver got out and started to open her door.

"What's that 69, you're not refusing me are you?"

"But there are people here, they might see!"

The driver had opened her door and leaning over the car unzipped his fly and slipped out his erection.

"You'll do what you're told my girl if you know what is good for you."

Tatarina cringed inside but knew she had no choice. The driver leant his body into the car and as his cock came closer to her she moved over and, opening her lips, slid the organ into her mouth.

It tasty musky, as she slid it in and out of her mouth. After a dozen nods of her head it suddenly stiffened even more and came on her tongue.

"Ahh!"

"Don't spill any 69 or you'll be in real trouble."

She swallowed the salty cum, letting the man remove the organ; she slumped back on the seat. The guard was right nobody took any notice, the drivers body had hidden what was going on from prying eyes. He popped his cock back into his trousers, straightened up and got back into the driver's seat.

"That was incredible, I'll have to see if they have any vacancies in your department! I'll certainly make sure I get on this run in future."

"We'd better get going or we'll be late."

The guard slid her panties once more over her genitals and making her lift her buttocks pulled the dress down her legs. The men continued to talk about her, but she had withdrawn and sat shamed and silent.

A couple of minutes later the taxi pulled into a short drive, Tatarina noticed a sign as they slowly drove along. "Bortcher Private School." She wondered what they were doing here?

"If you know what is good for you 69 keep quiet, speak when spoken to and do as you're told, understand, cos I'll be watching and later I'll be reporting?"

"Yes Sir."

As the taxi drew up to what must be the main building a man in T shirt and blue track pants came out and waited as they drew to a halt, the car tires making a scrunching noise on the loose gravel. The guard got out and, coming round to Tatarina's side, opened her door. He reached in for the leash pulled her out.

"You must be from the Correction centre."

"That's right Sir, this is 69. I was told to accompany her during her stay."

"Fine, the leash, does that have to stay?"

"It does until she is in a secure place, regulations Sir, after that I can remove it or the cuffs as well. We had one do a runner last week, course we caught her pretty quickly, she's definitely regretting that move."

They both chuckled.

"I bet she is. Follow me then."

Tatarina looked around as they walked into the entrance. The place smelled like a school, that unmistakable mixture of wax, sweat, and schoolboys.. It was an old building, with impressive wood paneling along the walls. The teacher, well that was what Tatarina presumed the man was, led them up some stairs and along a brown wood paneled corridor. They continued up a short flight of stairs and another corridor running at right angles. Tatarina could hear the muffled sounds of classes taking place as they walked past several doors. Finally they stopped in front of a door marked Seminar Room. The teacher opened it and they entered holding the door before closing it after them. The room was dark and empty. There were several seats arranged in two rows in a circle, probably sixteen in all. In one corner was a drawn curtain concealing a trolley or something which was visible under the curtain. Tatarina stood whilst the teacher turned on the lights. Blinds covered the windows. There was a white board, a small table and several cupboards which made up the furniture of the room.

A bell rang above the door making Tatarina jump.

"Good we'll be starting in just a moment."

"Shall I stand here, Sir?" the guard enquired.

"Yes that'll be fine, you can take off the leash now, and the cuffs, the only way out of this room is through that door. If you station yourself to one side of it, we'll be assured 69 is well secured."

The guard spun Tatarina around and removed the cuffs. She eased the ache in her shoulders and rubbed her wrists.

"You do what you're told 69, or you know what to expect!"

Tatarina was left standing to one side of the board. She could hear the sounds of people outside the door and after a while there was a knock.

"Come in."

The door opened and Tatarina was greeted with a dozen young men who poured into the room, staring at her as they selected a seat. The noise of the chairs moving as the boys sat down was almost deafening on the wooden floor.

"Ok, come along settle down."

"What's she here for, who is that, she's alright......"

Tatarina could pick out snatches of whispered conversations as the room came to order. She looked at the boys faces, all which looked back at her. They were all dressed in T shirt and parachute track pants. The guard moved and after closing the door placed himself in front of it. 

"Right, my name is Mr. Donsha, this is a new class for you senior members of the school, who are all over 18, that has only been made possible through a generous gesture of the Justice Department. For along time now, educationalists of this country have campaigned for realism in school curriculum. It was something that was sadly missing in the past. To that end we have been donated 69 here for the day."

He waved in Tatarina's direction. She blushed at being called 69 in front of all these young boys. Tatarina started to get a worried feeling about all of this. For a moment she thought she was here to tell the kids to behave themselves, now she wasn't so sure.

"You are probably wondering what you are going to do during this seminar and why it has been kept under wraps. Well, we needed only those that were truly committed to being fully educated and would turn up in their free double period. In that way we knew they were dedicated and would benefit. I am pleased that everyone is here attending. You might wonder why we requested you attend in track pants and T shirts only? Well all that will become clear as we proceed in this new venture. I hope out of all your studies enjoy this one above all others, in fact I'm sure you will."

"Well enough of that banter."

He moved over to Tatarina and leading her by her elbow brought her to stand in the focus of the semi-circle. All eyes were fixed onto her.

"What do we see here? Well come on let's get the obvious over and let you relax a bit. You can say what you want."

"A woman. Sir."

"Full marks, they all laughed at this.

"A young woman."

"A good looking young woman?"

"Yeah!"

There was a bit of a pause.

"Don't mind 69, say exactly what you like, pretend she is deaf."

"A redhead, Sir."

"A bit of a stunner, Sir," the class sniggered.

"You'd fancy her then?"

"Yeah, they all shouted."

"A nice bit of crumpet."

"What about her build. Fat, thin, lean?"

"Slim, with a good set of legs."

"Bust?"

There was a moment of stunned silence. Some of the boys were sniggering to each other.

"Bust, you know breasts boys, big or little."

"Middling, to big Sir. It's difficult to see with the cardigan on Sir."

"Well take it off then boy."

"What me, Sir?"

"Yes, stand up here and take off her cardigan."

The boy looked around at his mates and got to his feet Tatarina was stunned what was going on here, I mean this was a boy's school. Was this a dating lesson? The boy approached and Tatarina looked down at the floor.

"Head up, 69."

The boy lifted the cardigan off her shoulders and slid it over her shoulders and down her arms. There was a silence as the boys took in what had happened.

"That's better, now what about those breasts?"

"Big for her size, Sir."

"Certainly, what size are you 69?"

"Sir?"

"You heard, what is your breast size?"

"36C, Sir.

"What does the C stand for 69, explain it to the boys."

"Well if depends on the size of your b b b br...reasts, Sir to the size of your chest." Tatarina stammered.

"Exactly boys, girls might have a 40 inch chest with only small AA breasts."

The boys were starting to enjoy this.

"And what is she wearing? You describe what she has on!"

"A dress, Sir and things underneath."

"Things underneath, what are they when they're at home."

"Underclothes, Sir.'

The boy blushed

" What underclothes, boy?"

"Well a bra and knickers, Sir"

"Good, tights or stockings? Go on have a guess."

"Tights Sir!"

"Well let us see then shall we. You there, yes you."

He pointed to a boy at the end of the row. The boy blushed.

"Come up here and take her dress off. so we can see if he's right."

There was silence. Tatarina looked around, were they were going to strip her to her underclothes just to prove a point, about whether she had tights on?

"Please, Sir," Tatarina whispered.

"Silence 69, remember you are not to talk here."

Tatarina hung her head, silenced by fear of punishment.

The boy stood and came over looking a bit confused. Awkward, hands by his sides.

"The back boy, behind the neck there's a zip, undo it and slip the dress over each of her shoulders and then down until she can step out of it. 69 head up! I won't tell you again."

The boy went round the back of Tatarina, she could feel his fingers fumbling with the zip and then he slid it down to the middle of her back. His fingers slid under the edge across her naked skin and then over her shoulders. It caught a bit over her breasts and then slipped all the way off.

"Step out of it 69."

There were astonished gasps as she stood before the boys in her red underwear. The boy was waved back to his seat. Tatarina instinctively wrapped her arms around herself, but a look from the tutor made her realize she had better let them fall to her sides. She felt he was scoring her mistakes and there would be a reckoning in the future. The room felt cool to her, though not cold or unpleasant. She didn't know where to look, and found herself staring off into the distance out of focus with the activities at the moment.

"Very nice, eh boys. And the answer is?"

"Stockings, Sir."

They said in unison.

"Good now which one of you boys doesn't have an erection?"

Again there was shocked silence, a lot of fidgeting about, sniggering and the like. The teacher paused whilst he looked around and smiled.

"I know I have, so you can get yourselves more comfortable and stop pretending, that's right reach down and ease those cocks or they may snap under the strain."

The whole class laughed with relief and followed his lead by openly reaching into their pants to sorting their cocks out.

"Well that's better."

Tatarina could not help but notice the front of his track pants poked out in the front, forced out by his erection. Ok let's take a moment to appreciate this fine specimen before us. 69 turn around and let the boys see you, in fact walk about a bit. Now isn't that a picture for you lads. Red and black, my favorite colors.

Tatarina knew she had to comply and did as directed. The paleness of her semi-naked body and the bright redness of her underwear contrasted strongly with the drabness of the room. The lights highlighted her in front of the boys. Of course when she turned they all whispered to one another, as from the back her nakedness was only concealed by the thin straps of her bra, suspenders and g-string.

"And again turn. Notice the fine lines of 69's back, her flat stomach, what else?"

"Her great underwear, Sir?"

"Good boy I can see you are getting the message. What do you like about the way she is dressed?"

"The contrast between her thighs and stockings, Sir?"

"Yes, what about her breasts?"

"The bulging over her bra, Sir?"

"Excellent. Notice that cleavage, a true mark of a C cup breast. Fulsome is a word that comes to mind."

"Please Sir I like the way the strap of her knickers comes up between her buttocks."

"G string boy, G string, get your terminology right. Yes I like that as well.

Makes you wonder what it feels like to have that cutting up your crack, doesn't it."

"Nice bum too, Sir."

"Very nice, firm too I should think. You might like to know at the correction centre they keep the likes of 69 fit by making them do special exercises everyday."

"Do they really, Sir?"

"They certainly do, don't they 69?"

"69, tell the boys what you wear during these special exercises."

"Yes Sir they do make us exercise naked."

There was more sniggering from the boys.

"Imagine that boys several girls like 69 running and skipping in the nude, lovely. My cock is getting harder at the mere thought of it."

"Any other observations or things you'd like to say, come along don't be shy. What else?"

"She's got great legs Sir, they don't quite meet at the top."

"Yes not an once of fat on her you see, though not too much muscle."

"If you look carefully what can you see through the bra? Come on don't be shy."

"Nipples, Sir."

"That's right. How many of you have seen women's nipples before?"

A few hands went up.

"In the flesh, or in photos?"




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"Photos, Sir."

"None in the flesh then, is that right?"

Tatarina was horrified, surely they weren't going to get her to remove her bra, this was awful! No they couldn't this was all talk.

"Well those that have seen them do you thing 69's nipples are small or big. Come on hands up those that think they're big, I mean she is a big girl! Right those who think they're small. What about those that don't know. Only one who doesn't know, why's that lad?"

"Well Sir, it's difficult to say I mean she's got big tits, sorry, Sir, it just slipped out."

"Good that's what they're called aren't they tits, carry on lad."

"Well as I was saying they're big so you'd expect her nipples to be big, but I don't think that always applies."

"Well go and find out lad, take a peek."

"How, Sir?"

"Just go and have a look I'm sure you can find a way. But before you do rub your hand over the cups and tells us whether they're smooth or rough. They're lace so you'd expect them to be smooth."

The boy approached Tatarina who was not sure what to do and could only stand there stunned. The boy came over and bent down to look more closely. Then he reached forward and cupped both her breasts in his hands.

Tatarina could see his cock pushing his trousers right out in front.

"It's rough, Sir!"

All the boys were holding their breathes as the lad rubbed his hands over the red material,

Tatarina could hear whispers of "lucky bugger", "wish that was me", "how come he gets to look".

"What about her nipples boy, go on pull the cup out and have a look."

The boy hooked his finger into the top of Tatarina's bra and pulled it forward peering in, a clear view of her nipple.

"They're small Sir, real nice!"

"OK Lad don't keep it all to yourself, take off the bra, and let's all have a real look."

Tatarina couldn't believe it they were going to strip off her clothes here in this room in front of these horny boys!

The boy went around the back of her and unclasped the hooks although he had a bit of trouble with the last one. Not for long though, the back parted and the boy slid the straps of her bra off her shoulders and down her front which revealed her breasts to the boys and the teacher. Tatarina was bright red with embarrassment. She knew though that she daren't cover herself as that was sure to bring some punishment. So she stood naked breasted in front of the men, hands by her side.

"Ok sit down boy, very nice."

The boys eyes were glued to her tits, all of them had their hands in their laps on their stiff cocks.

"Excellent, walk around a bit 69, so we can see your tits sway." 

Tatarina walk back and forth in front of the class her unfettered breasts swinging with each step.

Tatarina was made to parade for another 2 minutes whilst the teacher commented on her body, her tits, her buttocks.

"That'll do 69. Well lad what else can we see here in front of us, earlier you said she was a redhead, but do we really know if she is or is it dyed? How can we tell?"

There was quiet again in the class as the boys minds worked their way around the latest question.

"We could take a really good look and see Sir."

"We could but that would not help a great deal. Of course there is one way. Where else could we look?'

"One of the boys put up his hand."

"Yes lad?"

"We could look to see if her pubic hair is red Sir."

"To do that lad we'd have to strip her naked wouldn't we."

"Yes Sir!"

There were expectant titters.

"We couldn't do that here lad."

Tatarina gave a sigh of relief. There were disappointed groans.

"No we can let her keep on her stockings and suspenders on as they won't get in the way anyway will they will they?"

The boys laughed.

"Good well as you gave the answer go and have a look. Take off her G string."

Tatarina groaned inside strip her completely; the modicum of modesty left to her by the tiny scrap of material was to be removed. The boy approached and of course Tatarina could do nothing but wait and let him do as the teacher commanded. He didn't take long. The wisp of material was stripped off her down her legs and she stood in front of the boys with all her assets available for their view. There was total silence as the boys stared at this exposed girl.

"Walk about a bit 69 and let's have a look at you from all angles."

Tatarina had no choice but to do as she was told and walked back and forth in front of the boys. The time seems to have slowed to a crawl. The boy's eyes followed her as she paraded. Some stared at her tits and others at her pubes.

"Ok stand up boys. I can see a lot of stiff cocks here! Let's loosen up a bit a slip off our track pants shall we."

The boys looked at each other embarrassed by the suggestion, but that soon changed when the tutor did precisely this slipping his trousers down his legs and off his feet. He straightened standing in front of the boys with his erection pointing out at them, which he fingered. The boys then followed his direction until they also stood with their cocks standing obscenely out in front under the bottoms of their T shirts. All were fully erect, the foreskin on every cock pulled back. They were all different sizes some big some fat, but all stiff!

"Good, now to finish to day let's have a good close look at 69's genitals."

With which the tutor opened the curtains an revealed a gynecological couch complete with stirrups.

"Come here 69, lay down here, come on now."

"Please Sir! Don't do this!" She pleaded.

"69, I won't tell you again. You will obey!"

Tatarina knew she was powerless to prevent this and walked slowly over to the couch. Placing her bottom on the edge she lay back on the cold leather surface and allowed the tutor to place her legs in the stirrups. These he opened up fully and stood back to let the boys have there first full view of her exposed cunt. Her lips curled and closed amongst the fur.

"Closer, lads."

The boys clustered around the end of the table and stared at her.

"69 has a nice cunt, not too hairy and not too bald. Note the labia, here if I pull them to each side."

There was a gasp from the boys as the inner pinkness of her inner lips and vagina was exposed. This is where we are all hoping to get to isn't that right eh lads.

"Yes Sir!"

"Note the little nub here, this is her clit. Rubbing this excites women. And here is her vagina, warm wet and almost ready."

With this statement, the tutor looked at his watch.

I'm afraid we're running out of time today. Next week we are doing more practical work, so that will be something to look forward to, won't it?

"Yes Sir!"

"However we don't won't to let a good stiff cock go to waste so let's have a good wank shall we lads."

With which the tutor started to slide his hand up and down the stiff shaft of his cock. 

"Come closer lads, that's better. Nice and easy. You, don't be shy, that's it. Put a bit of spit on it."

Tatarina was appalled laying back being masturbated over by a dozen school boys. She closed her eyes to shut out the scene but a warm spatter across her tits soon brought her back to reality as one by one the boys came over her semi-naked body. There were grunts and sighs as the boys shot there loads. Finally they had all come save the teacher who finally came all over her face. She lay back just as the bell rang. 

"Well lads time to get dressed and don't forget same time next week. You never know we may be entertained by 69 again. You never know you might have a more hands on and cock in experience."

"Thanks Sir that was great, we'll be here."

"Great."

The Boys exited and left Tatarina Laying covered with semen

"Right 69, go through that door, where you will find a chemical shower, go and clean off and get dressed, quick you've got five minutes."

Tatarina quickly got to her feet and grabbing her clothes, open the door, reappearing five minutes later fully dressed, as if nothing had happened.

"You superiors will hear of your performance, you never know you may be back next week for the practical part of the session!"

Tatarina hoped not, as she was escorted out of the room once more with her leash attached by the guard. She noted a clock in the corridor she had been in the room for a hour and a half, it had seemed like a life time!

The guard took her outside where a taxi was waiting this time with a female driver. There was no repeat of her display as she was returned to the institution and her cell.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 06



Several days past and Tatarina was hopeful that she would not be singled out for any misdemeanors. Of course she still had to perform her daily nude exercises and subsequent fucking. Also she was still visited during the day and the night. Men would just open the door and use her for whatever they wished.

Her anus was still sore from one particularly well endowed guard who had visited her every night for the last four days. He seemed to relish her bent double trembling in front of him with his cock well up her anus. He would make her walk around the cell nude and sometimes along the corridor with his member inserted.

This hope was however dashed when she was visited not just by one of her normal guards but this time he was accompanied by another officer. He looked down at a clipboard he was holding. She stood to attention as he entered her cell.

"69?"

"That's right Sir."

Tatarina bowed her head, as the officer continued to scrutinize her.

"It says here that on your last visit outside the center you spoke back to your carer, is that correct."

"Please Sir, he....."

"Silence, did you or did you not talk back when ordered to expose yourself?"

"Please Sir I...."

"I will not ask you again, did you talk back?"

"Yes Sir, I'm terribly sorry Sir."

Tatarina felt her heart beating fast in her chest, she had to try to avoid any punishment, as these were always of the worst kind.

"When will you girls ever learn, you will accompany me to be corrected and hopefully be better aware of your place in our society. Come along. Attach her cuffs please guard, good, and her leash, good. OK, let's go."

Tatarina was again dragged from her cell, and led towards the lifts. They waited as the lift was called.

"Does she have nice tits, this one?"

"Very nice Sir, here let me show you."

The guard leaned forward and pulled Tatarina's top up and over her tits, revealing them to the officer's gaze. He stared down at her nipples and back up to her face.

"Yes very nice, I do like a pert nipple, not those big flat types, these are excellent."

He reached forward and took the nub of her nipple between his finger and thumb and rolled it back and forth.

"Lovely."

"And very responsive Sir, as you can see!"

"And her cunt, neat? Tidy?"

"Yes Sir. And still very tight!"

The doors of the lift opened and spared Tatarina having her genitals examined. She was led into the lift, where the guard pulled down her top, of course after fondling her breasts. Tatarina wondered where they were going, however the time she had been in the center, had made her realize that asking questions usually resulted in some kind of punishment!

The officers mobile rang and for a few moments he was occupied by the voice on the other end. After another short exchange, he broke the connection.

"They are waiting for us so we will have to hurry."

The lift arrived and they moved out. Tatarina trailing a few steps behind as the officer pulled on her leash.

"We are due at a new section that is being opened this morning. The powers that be are being pressured to show the public the center is working and is worth supporting. Typical, who do they think we are? Of course it is working, but you know politicians, so we have to put on a display for them."

They walked briskly through the foyer of the center to a newly constructed wing on the north side. Already there were several officers milling about. On the wall were posters and photographs. All of them very looking very patriotic, with pictures of the leader.

A lot of the poster had messages like, "No denial, no dissent", "A woman's womb is our nation's birthplace", and others pictures of woman with babies in their arms, smiling young women, with young men.

As they walked down the corridor another officer approached.

"Good, another recalcitrant?"

"That's right."

"Take her into the foyer. Through that door, Shuva will show you what to do"

Through the door was a small crowd of men standing in front of a platform raised above the floor. On the platform a man held a small microphone and was talking to the crowd. Tatarina was led to one side of the platform where three other young women were all waiting.

"...the center has proved very effective in the treatment of young female dissidents and let me assure you fellow men that it is worth every rople spent here. We take potentially dangerous women, all dissidents and educate them. The success is marked by the low return rate we have. But enough talk, you are here today to see some of the methods used in our fight against crimes of the state. Firstly though to whet your appetite for the day. We've asked... "There were a few chuckles from the crowd. "Some of our inmates to show you our morning exercise regime, which keeps them fit and healthy. I'll let one of our staff prepare the display."

The girls were pushed onto the platform, where each of their guards undid their cuffs and left them in a line.

"As you can see friends these inmates are all healthy and well fed. We start every day with some gentle exercises. Right ladies we haven't much room but I'm sure it will suffice, let's start with a gentle jog. Jules, some music if you please."

Tatarina knew she had to do as ordered as did the rest of the girls; they all proceeded with the exercise. As she followed instructions moving to the music, she looked out over the crowd that had grown much larger, all eyes were fixed on the girls. Tatarina's breasts wobbled unrestrained under the short T shirt, whilst her apron flapped tantalizingly around her crotch. The men of course could see she was naked underneath as her bare buttocks were exposed as she was made to turn and perform in front of them. They went through their daily routine as well as they could in the small area doing their jumping jacks and skipping. Stretching and bending in front of the men's. After a few minutes they were stopped.

"Our job here is to educate the girls so we now proceed with the same exercises only this time with the added incentive to be good. Now they have to do the same routine only this time, topless. Off with the tops girls."

Tatarina's hands automatically went to her T shirt which she pulled over her head, catcalls and whistles greeted the girls displaying their breasts. Her T shirt was taken from her by a guard. Again they were taken through the routine. Tatarina saw that all the girls were well endowed, as she noted their breasts gyrating and flapping on their chests as they performed. Again for a few minutes the girls were forced to jump, skip and run, for the crowd's entertainment. Finally they stopped. Tatarina was panting hard from the exertion.

"We always conclude the morning's workout in the nude, to reinforce our message to the girls."

Tatarina's heart sunk again as she removed her apron and after handing to the guard, stood in front of the clapping and whooping men, completely naked. The girls were again taken through the routine. Several of the men in the front row of the crowd were rubbing their crotch as they ogled the girls.

Tatarina's breathing got harder and harder as she hopped, skipped and bounced her way through the routine. Finally the routine was finished and the girls stood nude and panting before the men.

"Well I hoped you all enjoyed that display and that it has put you in the right mood for the rest of today's program. Each of these women will be taken to be educated for the rest of the day, and I hope to show you some of those techniques here today. Please have a look around and of course you are free to try out any of the displays. These girls will be taken to the blue room, where I'm sure they will be entertaining you further today. Thank you."

Tatarina and the other girls were re-leashed by their guards with out being dressed and taken off the platform through the crowd naked, who of course fondled them as they pushed through them. 

Tatarina was dragged through into a long and fairly wide room. Along one side of the room were what looked like ladders attached to the wall, and what brought horror to Tatarina's mind was that in some of the ladders was a naked woman. Each of them was bent through the rungs, their ankles manacled to the bottom of the ladder and their wrist cuffed on the other side. They were helpless in this position exposing to the people behind an uninterrupted view of their buttocks, anus and vagina. Tatarina automatically tried to pull away, but to no avail. She was forced through the rungs of the ladder and attached in the same manner as the other girls. Through her spread legs she could see the legs of men standing in the room.

"Good that makes the set. Hang up those wash bags by the side of the girls, we don't want them getting too messy, do we! Quickly now, lube this one up, the rest have been done.

Tatarina watched the legs come towards her and then a hand on her back and before she knew it something small and hard was pushed into her vagina. A cold feeling suffused her cunt as something was squirted inside her. This was repeated in her anus. Ok we can let in the clients now."

Tatarina's head was in a whirl, this was awful, but of course she was completely helpless. She watched as several legs entered the room, walking slowly around the girls. She could see some stopping and then one stopped behind her. Before she had long to wonder what would happen next, she saw the man undo his flies and ease his stiffened member out. Using his hands she watched as he guided it towards her cunt, and then it was inside her vagina. The man gripped her hips as he rammed his cock fully inside her. Tatarina watched the cock slide in and out for a brief few moments before she felt it stiffen as it shot its load into her cunt. As it withdrew, a gob of cum dropped from her gaping vagina onto the floor between her legs. The legs walked away and a cloth was wiped across her genitals, before another set of legs came into view. Again a hard cock was removed from the trousers and inserted into her vagina. In the background Tatarina could hear the sounds of men talking and the wet sucking and squishing of cocks being pumped in a out of wet orifices. Grunts and panting could be heard from around her.

It was 12 o'clock, Tatarina had been in the frame for one hour, her back ached from bending over all that time, but more than that her cunt and anus were on fire. She had lost count of the numbers of cocks that had reamed into her body. The floor under her was swimming with cum that had dripped out of her whilst she was not being serviced.

She felt hands releasing her and pulling her from the rungs of the ladder. She tried to stand upright but was unable for a moment as it was too painful. The relief was almost orgasmic as she eased her back. Thank goodness that was over. Finally she managed to stand and was turned around her back pressed against the ladder. Her hands were then raised above her head and too her dismay were again cuffed. The guard bent down and replaced the ankle cuffs stretching her legs apart and re-attaching them to the ladder. She was now spread-eagle naked in front of the men who were standing watching this procedure.

"There you are gentlemen, a change of view and what a change, look at those lovely tits."

One of the men came forward and rubbed his hands over her tits squeezing them and teasing the nipples, which erected under his ministrations. He continued to fondle her as the guard tilted the ladder back. Standing back from her he released his cock and using his hands forced it into her vagina as she lay half reclined helpless. As his cock reamed into her abused hole he continued to fondle and squeeze her breasts, quickly coming inside her. 

The guard beside her again wiped the excess cum from her genitals and before long another cock had slid into her inflamed cunt and another pair of hands and fingers massaged and abused her exposed breasts.

By 2 o'clock Tatarina had been ravished time and again by the visiting men. Her breasts and nipples were sore and red. Her nipples were permanently erected and puffy. Whilst her deep red vaginal lips now remained swollen, fully open and gaping, unable to close.

"Is this the one then?"

"Yes I reckon she the best of the bunch."

Hands reached up and undid her wrists from the ladder. The other guard leaned down and released her feet. Tatarina stood in a daze, rubbing her inflamed wrists to try to coax some life into them. When she was forced to stand away from the frame she almost fell, as her legs were so wobbly, but the guards took a firm hold on her arms and led and dragged her through the door.

"Where are you taking me????"

Tatarina mumbled, the men ignored her and led her into another room off the central foyer.

In the center of one end of the room was a gynecological table, with various pieces of apparatus around it. Tatarina was led to the end of the table where she was forced back onto the table and then made to lay back, her legs opened and attached to the stirrups. She was too weak from the fucking she had earlier to resist, which of course would have been useless anyway.

The table was surrounded by men who looked with interest at the young redhead whose naked body was laid out in front of them like meat on a butcher slab. Her abused genitals the main focus of their attention. It was not long before a man in a white coat came into view.

"Ah ready are we, good."

He stood by the side of Tatarina and turned to face the men. His hand resting on her bare belly.

"Welcome and I hope you are enjoying our open day. There do seem to be a few satisfied smiles about the place."

The audience chuckled at his banter.

"At the correction center here we are constantly looking for ways to ensure the disobedient are educated into obeying our simple rules. We have devised several interesting punishments and deterrents to convince our inferiors of the need to be subservient. Here gentlemen we have the latest. This is the pleasure machine, where we treat the subject to the treat of sexual satisfaction. In simple words we make them come, not just once but time and time again. You will see if this has any effect on our subjects. But spare me a minute whilst I set up the apparatus.

The man wheeled over a couple of the tables. Reaching over them he drew several wires that he left laying over Tatarina body. The first two he attached to her nipple by means of stick pads. Tatarina tried to move but she was held by a strap around her neck, which was attached to the table.

"These devices ping when the nipples are aroused allowing us to access the progress of the treatment."

He next produced a stainless steel butt plug which he inserted into Tatarina anus. She wriggled as he thrust the object into her abused back passage.

"This device has a pressure sensor on it and will buzz when it is squeezed."

Tatarina squirmed even more as it was fully inserted into her sore orifice. However once it was there the shape ensured it did not slip out. A lead led from this to a box with several dials on it. 

He then picked up a steel dildo and without standing on ceremony push it hard up Tatarina cunt. She squealed and lifted her buttocks to relieve herself of the pain.

'A bit sensitive there, I wonder why?"

The men again chuckled as the man continued to humiliate Tatarina.

"This device has a whistle setting that goes off when the dildo is squeezed. It has no real purpose, just there to show we at the institution do have a sense of humor, so it is just for fun."

He wound on the various levers at the base of the device opening the tip of the dildo wider and wider to prevent it from sliding out of her vagina. Several leads led from this device to the box on the trolley.

Finally he picked up a wire with a small clip at the end. After placing his finger each side of her genitals he reached for her clitoris and sliding the hood back attached it to the tip of the clit.

Tatarina struggled as the clip bit into one of the most sensitive parts of her body. Her body shook from the shock, until it subsided.

"Very sensitive, good."

Tatarina sobbed as the man continued to finish his preparation.

"Good we are ready. Now first we shall slowly excite the subject by giving her small and specific electric shocks through the various probes. Like this, he fiddled with various switches, for a while nothing happened.

Tatarina lay, tears in her eyes her clit still throbbing from the clip attached to it. She felt tingle in her nipples, and then in her vagina, slowly she felt her body starting to get sexually excited, the tingle moved to her clit and then to her nipples, suddenly there was a pinging noise. 

"Sounds like those nipples are getting perky!"

The men around laughed and viewed her lying there with renewed interest. Around her the men started to talk loudly commenting on her as she began to lift her buttocks as she became more excited. There were gasps from around the table as her movements became more obvious. Her breath started to become quicker and shallower. She started to buck as the pressure mounted, her thighs shaking and her vagina squeezing against the huge dildo inserted there. Suddenly there was a whistling noise. 

"Wouldn't we like to have our dicks in there as she is squeezing."

And them it stopped and she fell back on the table disappointed.

"You see gentlemen, it's easy, and we can do this as often as we like, let's try another one shall we."

Tatarina tensed as she lay there waiting for the worse when again she felt the tingling in her nipples and her clit. This time though she started to get tingling up her vagina, sharp insistent she re-acted her bum rising off the table, up, up her back arched as the feeling in her vagina got stronger and stronger. Again her breath became shorter. Again the whistle sounded.

"Aah, Aah."

The men responded by comments and gasps.

By now her hips were moving up and down to some unseen force. Suddenly her body was arched as it approached the peak of her excitement, and then it stopped.

"Oh, No!!"

"Now let's have a good arse fucking shall we."

The man switched on another couple of switches, Instantly Tatarina back arched and her hips oscillated up and down, as if she was being fucked.

Buzz, buzz, buzz. The men laughed as from a small loud speaker the buzzing continue.

"She giving that arse plug a fair going over and that's for sure!"

"Ooh, Ooh, Ooh."

Tatarina felt the sensation in her anus, more and more irresistible.

"Now gentlemen, of course the secret of this machine is we can set it to go time and time again, and either force the subject to climax like this."

He touched a small red button. Tatarina body shuddered to a climax, her anus grasping at the butt plug and her stomach rising and falling.

Ugh, um."

The buzzer and whistling sound simultaneously as Tatarina's body responded to the treatment.

"Lovely, so nice to see our young girls really enjoying themselves."

Tatarina laid back her chest rising and falling as the waves of pleasure in her faded away. What were they doing here? Her genitals throbbed once more from the pressure of the insertions and the clip.

"Of course if we want we can just let the machine run for as long as we want, and choose randomly which pleasure stimulus it will use, let's give it a five minute run shall we, at medium stimulus, say two orgasms a minute. Right here we go."

Tatarina started as the stimulus returned, shifting her hip and body to accommodate the sensations. The feeling grew faster this time, her nipples popped up and the juices from her vagina started to flow. Higher the sensations was almost too strong, she started to moan.

"Ooh, mm."

It was too much and her body vibrated with her orgasm, she lay back, but the sensation was coming again, too soon.




The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 06



"No, please.... aah."

Her body barely relaxed from the last orgasm and already another was building up her hips bucked as the speakers buzzed and whistled to the laughter of the men around her she had no time to think, already her body was climaxing again.

"No, no please, aah."

"Note the subject is becoming more responsive to the stimulus, her body loving the sensation whilst her mind is starting to overload. Note the intensity of her orgasms beginning to start sooner; by the way make sure there a towel under her fanny, or you'll drown in pussy juice."

Tatarina was helplessly in the grip of the sensations in her genitals and nipples, which had always been very sensitive. Her body thrashed and bucked on the table as time after time she was forced to orgasm for the men around her.

The five minutes seemed to go on forever, though thankfully at last, the sensations stopped and she was allowed to lay still, sweat glistening on her skin, as the man in the coat continued to describe the machine and its advantages.

"Right gentlemen this machine is so easy to use. You will see the three erogenous zones stimulator dials and buttons are colors coded. The intensity here is numbered from 1 to 5; we find often a low stimulus can be very effective keeping the subject hanging on. The red buttons for each zone is for instant orgasm, with no build up. Here is the time dial with up to an hour. Of course there are advanced settings, but here today we will not go into them, please if you are interested then we will explain them later. For now gentlemen I will leave this subject at your command, please feel free to try out the setting. Thank you."

No, Tatarina's mind screamed don't leave me with these...

"AAH.'

Already the men were at the dials, especially the red buttons which drew them instantly. There faces grinned sadistically as for the next hour Tatarina was forced to buck and heave on the table orgasm after orgasm burning through her body. The buzzer and whistle going almost continuously. The quivering mounds of her breasts shook about on her chest, her nipples twin peaks hard forcing the two pads up from her aureoles, as time after time she repeatedly came in front of the crowd of men.

Finally she passed out, her body overloaded with stimulus.

Later she awoke in her cell once more, the fire in her vagina only just starting to reduce. She lay on her back as the tears ran down her cheeks.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 07



The day Tatarina had been desperately waiting for had finally arrived. By midday she would be out of this hellhole and back to leading a normal life. Her sentence was completed and all she had to do was wait for the hands of the clock to move around the face to 12 o'clock. And they could not move fast enough for her.

After a healthy breakfast she sat and waited. As usual the guard opened her cell and directed her to come out. She was still expected to do the morning exercises, however today a green ribbon was tied around her neck indicating she was to be released to day. This was normal for inmates last day. As a matter of course the guard fondled her breasts squeezing the generous mounds and pinching her nipples, she was used to this by now and waited submissively.

Expecting to have to serve the guard, she waited for him to order her to bend over before him, but after a short time, he just stopped and ordered her to the parade ground.

As normal the girls were put through their paces finally running nude in front of a dozen men, guards and visitors. At the end Tatarina was fucked by several of the onlookers, who were taking their last opportunity to fuck this attractive redhead. Both her cunt and anus were well employed.

The girls were returned to their cells where the ones that were used cleaned themselves, by douching. After showering they all sat awaiting whatever tasks would be allotted to them for that day. Whether it was cleaning, classes on Guff culture, gymnastic sex or entertaining some group of men, they could never guess. Whatever it was they knew it would be degrading in some way or another.

The clock on the wall slowly ticked away sending Tatarina into a daydream, she was startled when the cell door opened and a new guard entered with a box. Inside the box was a set of clothes. She was ordered to dress. Tatarina opened the box taking out the clothes. There was a set of skimpy black underwear, consisting of a thong, suspenders, stockings and a quarter bra. The guard ordered her to strip naked and stood and watched her as she stripped off her uniform, her top first over her head and then her loin cloth. She stood awaiting his instruction. He made her turn around and as usual rubbed his hands over her body fondling her and penetrating her sex with his fingers. She stood passively until he finished. He then ordered her to put on the new clothes. She picked up each piece and put them on. Stepping into the thong, she pulled it up to her waist, the thin strap at the back cutting in between her buttocks. Her pubic hair was covered but only just. He grinned as she clasped the skimpy bra across her chest, which did little to hide her nipples, thrusting her ample breasts out in front of her, her nipples like ripe raspberries at the tips. Over this she slipped on a thin lace net blouse and short black net miniskirt that barely reached down to the tops of her stockings. The line of her black bra and the round dark dot of her nipples were clearly visible through the thin material, as were the suspenders and thong through the semi-transparent skirt. 

Where was she going dressed like this? 

The guard indicated for her to lead on along the corridor and out of the cell section. To her increasing embarrassment she was taken to the main reception area where several people ogled at her as she was directed along. They finally ended up at the front desk. This area was usually out of bounds, as civilians and service people were often found here going about their business. 

The guard walked beside her and taking her elbow led her to the counter.

"Hello, Cpl Hergetz reporting, with 69, for a final inspection."

The woman at the counter looked over Tatarina as if she was worthless.

"Thank you corporal, the inspection for 69 is being held at the "Corso". You can walk 69 there as it is not far. Here is her documentation. Ask for Major Yugel, he will sign her out. According to the record she has no belongings here and so she doesn't have anything to return to collect"

Tatarina was perplexed. The "Corso" was an up market restaurant, why would they take her there. Had it become another office of the Guff as had so many of the fine buildings?

Her concern was redirected as the Guard led her to the front door. Was she to be taking through the streets dressed like a common whore? As the guard grasped her arm it seemed she was. She felt herself starting to resist. It was one thing to be paraded in a closed building but to be paraded in public!

"Come along 69 you don't want to spoil your day do you!"

The threat was obvious, Tatarina allowed herself once more to be led along. She knew she could not resist as that would mean being placed on a report which might stop her discharge! 

The eyes of the pedestrians looked her over as she walked beside the guard. Several men stood and stared wolf whistling as she walked past them. They said something in Guff to the guards who replied making them chuckle. The restaurant was two blocks away and Tatarina was blushing deep red by the time they arrived at the door. The coolness of the air had erected her nipples forming to very prominent bumps in the thin net like material. The concierge came forward as the guard approached. There was a brief conversation and they were let through the door. 

Inside the place was very opulent with deep red walls and heavy golden velvet curtains. Huge chandeliers lit the rooms and all around tables were laid, ready for the next diners. Scattered around were several morning coffee drinkers, mostly men although there were a few women. A waiter appeared and led them through the tables to an end table where six men sat around a large round table obviously enjoying their coffee. A cloud of cigar smoke hung over the table. A large wooden beautifully veneered turntable sat in the center of the table with bowls of cakes and sweets. 

Tatarina's heart was beating fast as she was led to the edge of the group.

The men on the table turned as they approached each one looking Tatarina over.

"Cpl Hergetz, with inmate 69, reporting for a final inspection, sir!"

"Thank you corporal, you have her records?'

"Yes sir."

The corporal handed over the file he had carried.

"Thank you Corporal, you may leave us now."

"Yes sir."

With which he turned and left Tatarina standing feeling very apprehensive.

"Stand up straight 69. You know why you are here?"

"Yes sir I am here to get my final assessment."

"That's right, 69. Let me check through these records."

The men continued to stare at Tatarina commenting to each other. Several seemed to be adjusting their dress or maybe their struggling cocks which were stirring at the sight of the erotically dressed prisoner. 

"These all seem to be in order, here, I would like you to read a part of them to the members of the board, just page 5 will do."

He passed the file over and Tatarina cradled it in her arm turning the pages until she reached page 5. Her eyes went over what had been written. It was in Universal so she could read it fairly easily. Her mouth went dry as she stood there in front of the men. The second ticked away.

"Well we are waiting 69."

The man drummed his finger on the table.

"Er um.. "

"Come along 69 from the top."

Tatarina glanced around at the tables by the side where the men had stopped talking and were listening to this exchange.

"Yes sir. "Record of servicing"; 69 proved to be a popular inmate possibly due to her large br...br.. breasts which seemed very much in demand." Tatarina stammered.

The men chuckled and murmured to each other. The Major raised his hand and they became quiet. He motioned to her to resume.

"She is fit and able capable of doing a splits not only on the floor, but also standing, she is very flexible. Her vagina whilst, well used, is still tight, as is her an..an...anus."

Tatarina blushed deeply as she read on.

"Although difficult to be totally accurate estimates for servicing for the duration of her stay are 300 vaginally, 120 anally, and 150 orally. These figures are probably a record for this center. 

"She has been filmed having intercourse on several occasions, as well as masturbating herself digitally and with objects. Reference number for the video folder is TS69. Several copies have already been requested and have been circulated.

"If she is recalcitrant in the future, as recording officer, I would be pleased to have her returned for further education."

Tatarina hung her head as she read out the damming figures. All those fucks! And those videos, available to more strangers to view her humiliation!.

"Very good 69, it does seem you are popular. Maybe we should take a closer look at what all the excitement was over, don't you think board.'

There were murmurs of assent.

"Right, 69, Strip off that top and skirt."

Tatarina was shocked, here in this restaurant in front of these other people. She stood in a panic at the men leering up at her, and at the other people, her eyes pleading with the major not to do this. However his eyes were looking elsewhere. Reluctantly she undid the blouse and with a sigh slipped it off to reveal her nipples to the men, who were quick to comment on their shape and size. Her fingers found the zip for her skirt and after sliding it down undid the button and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of them her breasts perched in the bra and her buttocks framed by her suspenders for the people behind.

"Please walk around the table until I tell you to stop."

Tatarina did as she was told walking around the table several times her eyes avoiding the other customers sitting at the adjacent tables. All of whom where enjoying the show. 

"Very nice, but I think we will have the natural look so take off the bra and panties!"

Tatarina again hung her head, but quickly reached behind and released the clips on her bra, she slid it over her shoulders and stood now naked from the waist up, the globes of her ample breasts curving out from her chest. Reaching down she slid the thong down her legs and stepped out of it. She now stood, as good as naked before the assembled men and onlookers. Her sex fully exposed.

"Turn around! Lovely don't you think gentlemen?"

There were murmurs of assent. Tatarina avoided the stares from the rest of the room and the smiling waiters as she pirouetted in front of the men.

"69 walk around the table again and let the board see you in motion as it were."

He chuckled, as did the other men. Tatarina did as ordered shamed to be paraded in front of these men and the strangers in the restaurant. Her breasts swayed on her chest as she walked around the table.

"I think we can see why 69 was so popular eh friends, look at those magnificent breasts!"

"Major I would like to feel the subject, I assume that is permitted."

"But of course Capitan. Be my guest. In fact 69 let the board check out you assets."

For the next ten to fifteen minutes the members of the board groped and probed her body, no area was left untouched. Whilst this embarrassment was going on the other customers around the room were serviced by the waiters who for some reason seemed to be concentrating their attentions on tables close to the boards table! All conversation in the room had stopped and the other customers stared over at the sight of the unclad girl. The men were smiling at this turn of events. Even some of the women had a smile as they watched the show. Finally the Major brought the parade to a halt.

Tatarina was ordered to removed her suspenders, stockings and shoes and left to stand in front of all now totally naked in this cosmopolitan restaurant. Several new customers had entered and were enjoying the spectacle of the naked redhead standing in front of them.

The major waved the waiter over and ordered him to clear the table center, which he did fumbling over the plates as he stole several glances at Tatarina. As he finished the major waved him closer and whispered in his ear. The waiter nodded and departed. Tatarina stood uncertain as to what was expected of her. The nearest man drew her closer to his side and fondled her nipples with his fingers.

The waiter returned with a large candle and matches.

"More cigars gentlemen, but first 69 onto the table please and kneel here."

He tapped the lazy Susan. Tatarina wondered what he was up to, but with a little "help" climbed onto the table and avoiding the cups managed to kneel on the center piece.

The major ordered her to kneel with her legs slightly parted, which of course revealed her sex to the men behind. Slowly the major rotated the table until Tatarina was facing away.

"Hold still 69." 

Tatarina did as ordered, and waited. The major then held her hip and took the candle and after inserting the wide thick end in the butter, proceeded, to Tatarina's acute embarrassment, to force the end on the candle into her exposed and vulnerable anus. Tatarina cried out as the object was thrust inside her. 

"Stay down there 69!"

Finally the object was pushed home and as the base was wider than the top remained locked inside her anus. The white shaft poked obscenely out from between Tatarina's buttocks. He added the final touch to her torment and lit the candle. Now by rotating the center, the amused men were able to light their cigars from the burning wick whilst enjoying the sight of her brightly lit sex, a mere hands width away.

The men continued to enjoy the spectacle of the beautiful redhead debased in front of them slowly rotating the center so as to enjoy the sight and to fondle her breasts as they hung down from her chest. Whilst the waiter bought more drinks for them to enjoy. Finally the candle was extinguished and Tatarina was helped down form the table.

"Do you have any money 69?"

Tatarina was surprised at this question. What did he mean of course she did not have any she was standing in front of them stark naked, where would she put it?

"No sir."

"Well then how will you get home?"

"I suppose I will have to walk, sir."

"Well I tell you what we will pay you 10 Krognys for each blow job, so who would like to start?"

All the men at the table put up their hands. Tatarina bowed her head once more.

"It looks like everyone, so 69, start over there and we'll see how you go."

Tatarina went over to the board member and kneeling down opened his fly and releasing his stiff cock which stood up in his lap, proceeded to start her ordeal. Other members next to her fondled as she nodded away, moving from member to member as each came in her mouth. She was careful not to spill a drop as she had been taught.

The time moved on and by the time she had service the last but one member the hands were reading 11.45 am. There was a quarter of an hour to go. She reached for the Majors cock but now was made to sit on his lap where after wetting the tip of his cock he slid it into her vagina. She was made to fuck him in front of the rest of the board, a few strokes was all that was required. He stiffened inside of her and with that she had service the lot.

"Thank you 69, I believe your sentence is complete. He gathers the sixty Krognys from the members and handing it to her said she could go.

"But sir I have no clothes, how will I get home?"

"That is your problem Ms Stevens not ours, goodbye and I hope we will see you again."

Tatarina was stunned she turned to go and walked through the restaurant in a daze, naked as the day she was born. Fortunately there was a taxi rank outside. The concierge grinned as she came out and in a grand gesture, opened the door to the first cab and she was quickly able to slide into one and direct it to take her home, much to the cabbies pleasure and further adding to Tatarina's degradation.

But at last she was free!



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 08



Home Help - the continuing saga of Tatarina

*

"Ms Stevens, so nice to see you back again."

Tatarina's heart sunk, she was standing at the check out of the super mart. On turning, she was confronted by the area supervisor, the very same one who reported her just over a month ago. He is just as revolting now as he was then, his fat face smiled at her.

"Allow me to introduce two new apprentices, Sean and Davo. Say hello to Ms Stevens."

She eyed the two men, who were no more than teenagers, skinny and spotty with greasy hair and furtive eyes. They stood out in their grey State uniforms.

"And how are you keeping Ms Stevens, you look well, maybe a bit tired, but I believed that is to be expected, having only been back a week. I hear they keep you fairly busy at nights."

The two men sniggered at the supervisors snide remarks.

"I'm sure you would like some help with your shopping."

Tatarina was about to reply and say it was the last thing she wanted from him, when a warning bell went off in her head. She tried to smile to hide her fear.

"Thank you officer, but really there is no need for you to waste your time."

"I'm sure it won't be time wasted Ms Stevens, in fact I insist."

Tatarina wondered what he was up to, the last time he was far more direct. More like, come with me for a fuck. She paid the girl at the counter and went to pick up her bags.

"The men will do that for you, won't you lads it's no bother, really."

Tatarina could do nothing but watch as they pick up her various bags of groceries. They left the mart and the officer waited until Tatarina walked ahead before joining her as the others walked along behind.

"It's not far lads, just around the corner, you're in tenement block 10 aren't you Ms Stevens?"

"Yes she said quietly.'

Her heart was beating all the way around to her flat as she had to put up with the meaningless banter from the officer, who continued to talk ignoring the fact that she said nothing in return.

What did he want, she had feared this moment ever since she came out last Friday. Her boyfriend had left her, saying he no longer wanted second hand goods. She had found letters from the Dept of Correction when she was cleaning out the sideboard addressed to him, detailing her re-education record and a list of the "services" she received at the center. The letters were in the form of a diary and noted the number of fucks she had been given and the orifice which had been used, One day she noted she had been fucked thirty times, so now she was all alone in the flat.

They entered the tenement building and walked along the corridor to her door.

"Thank you officer you have been very kind.'

She cringed inside as he forced herself to smile at him.

"No trouble Ms Stevens we'll see you inside, if you like."

Tatarina started to say, no thank you, but again realized she had little choice but to open the door and let them in to her flat. She took out her keys but her hands were shaking so much she could hardly place the key in the lock.

"Allow me." 

The fat man smiled.

He took her keys and opened the door, before standing aside to let her through. The others followed into the flat. Tatarina didn't know what to do and so she led them into her kitchen where she stood and waited whilst they placed her bags on the kitchen table.

"Very nice Ms Stevens, isn't that so men." 

The two men murmured assent. For a moment they stood and looked around the kitchen.

"We'll just take a rest, quite tiring all that carrying, you don't mind do you Ms Stevens?"

With which he sat on one of the kitchen chairs, motioning to the others to do likewise.

"Don't mind us Ms Stevens, you carry on, with whatever you need to do."

Tatarina was at a loss as what to do with these unwelcome guests, and so she started to empty the bags. The supervisor placed his hand on her arm, stopping her and making her cringe.

"I'm sure you don't do all that in your overcoat and scarf, do you Ms Stevens; surely you would take it off? Please, just pretend we aren't here and relax, make yourself at home." 

Well she supposed that did seem obvious, she would have taken off her outdoor clothes as she came in. Tatarina unbuttoned her coat and took it off walking out the hallway where she hung it up on the hook there, placing the scarf on top. She returned to the three men who were gazing around her kitchen. Wondering what they wanted and how to get rid of them.

"That's better, though I'm sure you would like to make yourself more comfortable than that, this is your home often all. I think you would also like to take off that jumper as it is really much too warm in here for that. You do keep it warm and cozy."

Tatarina looked between the three men, but could not think of any other thing to do than remove her jumper, it did seem like a sensible observation for it was warm in the flat, she liked it that way, and had always hated the cold. She pulled it over her head and stood holding it to her chest.

"That's better, you're looking more relaxed by the minute, doesn't she men?"

They murmured yes, again grinning, enjoying the situation. She folded her jumper and placed it on a seat that was handy.

She was about to start with the groceries, when the supervisor stopped her again.

"I've been told that a lot of women strip down to their underclothes, when they come home. Is that right Ms Stevens? Did you know that men? Imagine that in their underwear, nice for their husbands or their boyfriends to come home to. Do you ever do that Ms Stevens?"

Tatarina didn't know what to reply, did he expect her to take off her clothes?

"Did I hear you say yes Ms Stevens? Come on speak up."

Tatarina knew she had to say something, this man could very easily send her back for more correction.

The other men were grinning from ear to ear as they picked up the unspoken message in their bosses voice.

"Well sometimes I must admit I do walk around the flat in my underwear, but only when there's nobody here."

"Of course you do, I know what, you pretend we are not here, and then you can strip down to your underclothes. I'm sure the men will have no objections to you making yourself at home. We don't want you to stand on ceremony for us."

Tatarina stood helplessly, what could she do? She hated the idea of stripping for these horrible men, but she knew she did not want to return to the correction center, so her fate rested in this mans hands. She knew she had to do as he suggested. She went to pull the curtains closed over the open windows.

"Oh there's no need for that Ms Stevens, we enjoy the brightness of the place, now please make yourself comfortable, nobody outside will notice."

Did this ever stop, still maybe they would go away after she had obliged the supervisor.

She had a T shirt on and a pair of jeans. She looked at the men and bent down to untie her sneakers. After which she removed them and placed them under the sideboard. Standing in her bare feet she resignedly undid the button of her jeans, slid down the zip and pulled them off her legs. Hopping about a bit on one leg as she pulled the second leg off her feet. She straightened and folding the jeans, placed them on her jumper.

"I do like a tidy woman don't you men?"

Tatarina stood up, waiting, pulling her T shirt down to cover her crutch, whilst the men sat in silence and looked at her long naked legs.

"I think you said underclothes didn't you Ms Stevens?"

Christ! Tatarina thought, she pulled the T shirt quickly over her head and placed in on her clothes pile. She found her hands moved automatically across her body as she stood in her white bra and panties.

"Very nice Ms Stevens, just straighten up a little, that's better. There's no need to cover yourself like that, remember we are not really here, so there's no need to be embarrassed, that's better, isn't it lads? Very nice eh men? Turn round for us Ms Stevens. Beautiful. You do keep yourself in good shape, though I hear you have no choice at the center. Must be the high protein diet!"

He laughed to himself.

Tatarina turned, once twice. She knew that even though she had on her normal underwear, nothing sexy, but the men could hardly not notice the deep cleavage of her breasts, the darkness of her nipples through the lace of her bra, and the dark patch between her thighs.

Tatarina didn't know quite what to do next and stood waiting. The men shuffled in their chairs, enjoying the spectacle before them and almost certainly accommodating their stiffening cocks. The supervisor leaned back his belly a round mound.

"Isn't that a pleasure to view, a women making herself at ease in her own home. And very nice underwear if I don't mind saying Ms Stevens although a bit conservative. I'm sure you must have sexier items in your drawers, maybe you'll show us those another time. Keep on with what you were doing before I so rudely interrupted you."

Tatarina's heart lifted, they were going, they had their fun and were now going to go. She almost started to smile. She continued to sort out the shopping, getting it ready to put away.

"You know what I think Ms Stevens, I think it is such a warm place you have here that you would probably spend some of your time in the nude, am I right Ms Stevens?"

Tatarina was stunned. The silence hung in the air.

"Well do you walk around in the nude?"

So that was it was it. Tatarina felt numb inside.

"Ms Stevens do you walk around the house with no clothes on?"

"Well yes sometimes I do."

She stammered.

"I'm sure you do, so if you really felt at home you might strip right off, am I right?"

Tatarina hesitated, waiting, but the look from the men made her realize she would have to answer.

"Well I suppose I would under certain circumstances."

" Well! As I said before don't take any notice of us, after all we are your friends aren't we lads, We certainly won't mind if you feel relaxed enough to take off your bra and panties? Not that we'd force you to or anything."

Their grins had changed and were now leers as they licked their lips in anticipation.

In her heart Tatarina knew this would happen but did not want to believe it was going to. This was his revenge for her turning him down those few weeks ago.

What was she to do; she knew she couldn't stand another term of correction. She felt like crying, but did not want to show any weakness in front of these horrible men.

"Do I have too?"

"Ms Stevens you disappoint me, do I have too? Is that a way to behave in your own home, do I have to?! Of course it's up to you, we are not pressuring you are we men. Have we forced Ms Stevens to take off her clothes?"

The lads chuckled, at his humor. And shook their heads.

Christ she knew she had too, there was no option, either that or the center again.

She reached up behind her back and unclasped her bra.

"Hold that there, now isn't that a picture of promise men, a beautiful young woman with her hands behind her back lads, about to release her brassiere and show her feminine glory to the world. It's just like Christmas, waiting to undo the presents. Sorry Ms Stevens, please carry on."

Her trembling fingers finally fumbled the hooks at the back of her bra open, and she let the ends go. Her bra came loose and hung over the front of her breasts. she slipped the straps off her shoulders and let the bra fall down the front of her body holding it in one hand. Her breasts came into view, pale and red tipped, swaying slightly now unfettered on her chest. She heard the men draw breath.

"Jesus man look at them!" one of the lads whispered.

For a moment she stood still her bra hanging down her legs. She knew there was no point in covering herself and she wanted to get this over with as fast as possible. She dropped her bra on the pile of clothes and turning, quickly pulled down her panties down, letting them fall to the floor and straightened. She was again naked in front of strangers; she thought she had finished with all this. She let her hands fall to her sides why pretend she had any choice.

The men gazed moved from her crutch to her tits and back, In the light room she knew they could see her vaginal slit under her red thatch of pubic hair, her nipples pink and unprotected. 

The supervisor grinned evilly. She was a stunner, even better then he had hoped for. Those tits, perfect, and the lovely little patch of pubic fuzz, and the space between her thighs where he could see her labia, nice proud flaps. A perfect picture of womanhood.

"Turn around a bit Ms Stevens and let us witness your beauty."

Tatarina turned once, twice, again.

"Now you can carry on Ms Stevens, just pretend we are not here. I'd start with the groceries if I were you and then I think we'd like a cup of coffee, wouldn't we men, this is thirsty work."

All the men grinned at her as their eyes alternated, from her tits to her cunt.

"You men might need to ease yourselves a bit I know I do. With which he reached under his paunch and undid the top trouser button, undid the zip and stood up, letting his trousers fall to the floor, his underpants stuck out in front from his erection. The other two copied him and shortly they all stood their pants poking out in front. He then pulled down his underpants, stepped out of them and sat down his cock a pillar of erection in his lap. His foreskin peeled back from the purple red head. It rested against his belly. The other two men copied him and sat down again

The three men stared at Tatarina standing there nude whilst they sat and fingered their cocks.

"Lovely."

Tatarina stood rooted to the spot here eyes seemed to focus only on the three cocks standing erect in front of her. 

"The groceries Ms Stevens."

It was surreal, she came closer, this was very strange naked in front of these men doing housework.

"Let us help, here."

With which the supervisor stood, his cock waving from side to side as he approached the kitchen table. He took out a single item and handed it to her. Salt.

She took it not more than two feet from him as he fingered his cock.

"Well put it away."

"I usually do more of them at a time."

"Well we'll do this my way shall we? In fact I've got an idea why don't we move into the lounge, come on men, oh bring the groceries as well."

"What?"

"You heard, trust me, I know what I'm doing, lead on Ms Stevens and show us the way."

Tatarina led them out of the kitchen through the dining area, the double doors and into the lounge. They sat down on the easy chairs.

"OK Ms Stevens you can put the salt away now and then come back here."

Tatarina walked back to the kitchen put away the salt and returned. Of course this gave the men a chance to ogle her tits as they swung about on her chest.

The men forced her to carry one item at a time to the kitchen, place them in their various cupboards, and walk back to the lounge. 

"I know Ms Stevens let's see you run as you put them away shall we."

Tatarina started running nude in front of these horrible men, as they enjoyed her degradation. Her tits bouncing about with every step. 

A job that usually took a couple of minutes was stretched out for what seemed like hours. As the items were put away she found the men holding the groceries closer and closer, forcing her to sometimes reach over and behind them, her breasts only inches from their faces. Before forcing her to run to the kitchen

"Faster Ms Stevens."

They were almost finished when as she reached for one of the bags of food, when the supervisor threw it to one of his off siders making Tatarina jump to try to catch it. The man threw it the man and before she knew it she was jumping about the lounge, her breasts jiggling wildly about her chest as she tried to intercept the package. The men laughed as they enjoyed the spectacle of her humiliation. For a minute or two they played piggy in the middle. She finally caught it, but the whole scene was repeated with yet another packet. At last they were all done. It had taken over half an hour.

"Don't forget the coffee Ms Stevens."

Again she had to work in front of them her tits wobbling with every move.

The coffee was served

"Show us how good you are at vacuuming the floor Ms Stevens, whilst we relax here."

She sighed as she went for the vacuum cleaner and performed in front of the men.

The men sipped slowly whilst stroking there erections until they finished their coffee. She cleared away the cups leaning over them, their eyes never leaving her tits.

"Very nice, well we can't spend all day here helping Ms Stevens can we men we do have other duties. Still before we go Ms Stevens might like to help us. Here you are Ms Stevens, let's go over to the dining table, that's right just sit back here on this table."

He stood his erect cock, now bright purple stood stiffly under his fat stomach.

Tatarina knew what was coming but knew she had to follow his orders. She backed against the table as the men stood up.

"That's good now you lay back there, good right back, now lift those lovely legs."

Tatarina obey his commands. Her month in correction had taught her at least that. She laid back the table surface cold on her back. She lifted her legs, her genitals now obscenely exposed to the men.

"Lift those legs right up, and wider. Look at that cunt men and that cute little arsehole. Now Ms Stevens just show the lads your clitty. That's it open it up further. Now see that nice pink vagina men well that's for me."

With which he wet the tip of his cock with some spit and slid it into her cunt. At first it resisted and Tatarina was forced to gasp a bit.

"A bit dry their Ms Stevens, but you won't be for long."

Once more he wet the tip of his cock and this time forced the full length up her vagina. God this was heaven, silly stuck up bitch. And still so tight! The other men came closer and were about to grab one of her tits when the supervisor smacked their hands away.

"Your not qualified enough for that you two, no touching yet, but isn't that something to work hard for."

He slid his cock in and out a few more times savoring the warm tightness.

"Still there's nothing to stop you having a good wank over her tits."

With which the two men eagerly worked their hands up and down their cocks. It didn't take long. You don't sit watching a beautiful women strip, dance about and get fucked without getting really horny. In the silence of the kitchen all that could be heard was the shifting noise of their hands and the slurping of her cunt around the supervisors cock.

Tatarina's tits slid about on her chests as she was forced back and forth by the supervisor as he rutted her.

"Yea, very nice Ms Stevens."

The supervisors grinned evilly as his stiff cock spurted into her vagina, as he grunted.

The two men along side her both came at the same time shooting their semen over her moving tits.

"Ahh!"

"Well lads that was worth all that hard work, I'm certainly pleased that Ms Stevens asked us to help her, and we do appreciate her willingness to please us."

With which the men walked back into the kitchen found their clothes, pulled up their pants, trousers and without a further word left. Tatarina lay back of the table exhausted, semen all over her breasts and semen now starting to ooze from her ravaged cunt.The shock of what had just happened leaving her stunned, she had left the center but had it left her?



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 09



Inspection Day

Several weeks past and Tatarina started to forget the horror of her incarceration. She was still looking for a job and there was a possibility of working in a coffee bar just around the corner.

However she was quickly brought down to earth one Monday, a month after her sentence was completed, when a letter arrived. It was from the Ministry of Correction. She could tell this as across the front was their address. With shaking hands she opened it and started to read the contents.

To Ex-detainee 69

It is the policy of this department to check on recent offenders to ensure there is no chance of remission on their part. The department has a duty to society to protect itself from revisionist ideas. As you learnt from your brief stay, your place in our society is to please. And to please at any time and any place.

In order to make sure you understand your social obligations, an officer will call around to examine you in the next few days. You will be expected disrobe for him to inspect you and to show your willingness to obey in every way.

By order of the Ministry

Tatarina sat down she could not believe what she read, even now she could not escape.

The morning went very slowly as every sound made her jump. She expected the bell to ring any moment. By lunch time she was a bundle of nerves and decided to have a cup of tea to calm herself. She filled the kettle, but when she went to turn off the tap it refuse to close and water continued to pour out. Putting down the kettle she tried with both hands, but it refused to budge and continued to pour. She knew somewhere her ex boyfriend had a set of tools and so she went into the spare room and found a large spanner. Returning she adjusted it to fit the tap top and with all her strength twisted the tap and the stem. There was a squeak and the tap closed, but to her horror she heard water running in the cupboard under the sink. Opening the door she discovered the pipe had split and water was squirting against the side of the cupboard. Placing a bowl under the leak Tatarina realized she had no choice but to call the plumber and get him to come a fix the problem. 

Quickly finding the number in the phone book she dialed the local plumber and was soon recounting the story of her disaster. He said he would be around in about half an hour. Putting down the phone, she remembered the stop cock outside the front door in the street, however when she checked it, it too was too hard for her to close. 

The clock ticked away as she tried to stop the leak from flooding the kitchen, by placing towels around the cupboard. On the dot after half an hour the doorbell rang. Tatarina ran to the door and opened it expecting the plumber to be standing there, but it was the fat section officer instead. She stared at him for a moment confused.

"Ah Ms Stevens the sheer sight of you stiffens my loins."

"Oh, can I help you sir?"

"I hope you are going to invite me inside, I wouldn't like to think I was not welcome!"

Tatarina stood aside and closed the door. She stood waiting.

"I believe you received a letter from the ministry? Is that right?"

Ministry, ministry, what was he talking about; she knew she had to get back to the kitchen before the bowl filled and overflowed. And then it struck, the letter she received the other day, her heart sank as she remembered, especially as the section officer knew of it.

"Umm, yes."

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

"Pardon?"

"The letter I believe it was quite specific."

"Sorry sir, I'm not sure what you mean?"

The officer waved his hand at her. Tatarina suddenly recalled the end of the letter, "You will be expected to disrobe for him," Oh no, quickly she reached for the zip on the side of her dress and slid it down. Reaching down she pulled the dress over her head. A smile appeared on the face of the officer as she started to strip. Of all his "clients" She was the best. So innocent, so lovely, such big firm tits.

Her hands bent behind her back as she undid her bra and removed it, then quickly to her panties sliding them down her legs. She stood now naked to his gaze a it traveled from her face down her breasts to the triangle of fur between her legs through which could clearly be seen her cunt lips.

"Lovely, let us go in."

Tatarina bent down and picked up her clothes and led him into the kitchen where she saw the water was overflowing from the cupboard. She dropped her clothes on the table and rushed to the sink.

"Excuse me sir, I have a leak, I'll have to empty the bowl."

"Please go ahead don't mind me."

His cock was stiffened by the sight of Tatarina bending over to lift the bowl from the cupboard, revealing the full slit of her sex to him. He sat down on one of the kitchen chairs and watched as she rushed about emptying and mopping the floor, her breasts jiggling about charmingly. Finally it was just under control and she stood once more under his gaze.

"Ah the trials and tribulations we have to suffer."

Just then the front door rang. Tatarina had completely forgotten about the plumber. She went to pick up her clothes, but the officer quickly placed his hand on then and stopped her.

"Please sir it is the plumber to fix the pipes, I'll need to answer the door."

"Well don't let me stop you."

"But I'll need my clothes please sir."

"Oh I don't think you need them to answer a door do you?"

"But sir...."

'Ms Stevens I think you had better go and let the plumber in, before we are all flooded out."

Tatarina's heart sank a she went along the hall to the front door, maybe it wasn't the plumber.

She opened the door a bit, hiding behind it. Yes it was the plumber.

"Afternoon miss I believe you have a leak?"

"Er...... oh I suppose you had better come in, please excuse me."

Tatarina realized she had no choice but to let him in, so with a sinking heart she opened the door and let him inside. She could see the look of astonishment and delight as he stood in the hall staring at her nakedness. He whistled and a big smile came on his face. 

"Ah I must be in heaven!"

She could see no point in covering herself. For just a brief moment they stood looking at each other, fortunately the plumber was too amazed to say anything more, and just stood with his mouth open. She closed the door and led him through into the kitchen, feeling his eyes on her naked back and buttocks.

As he entered he nodded at the officer.

"Good afternoon sir."

"And to you. Lovely weather for the time of the year."

'Yes, very warm."

Both men stood and stared at Tatarina as she stood in front of them, her hand crept instinctively over her crutch. The moment stretched into seconds.....

"Well I can see you have a problem, where is the stop cock?"

"It's outside by the wall."

"I think you had better show him exactly where it is Ms Stevens."

Tatarina blushing furiously led the man back to the front door with the Officer following. She opened the door and indicated around the left side.

"No Ms Stevens I think you had better show him exactly where it is."

Oh no he wanted her to go out in the street naked and exposed. Tatarina was caught, she knew this was a test, and yet......

She looked around the door and fortunately there were very few people in the street. And the ones that were, were down the road. She quickly grasped the plumbers sleeve and led him out in the street to the stop cock, then quickly returned to the safety of the house.

"Well done Ms Stevens. I think you had better do something about the water!"

Tatarina gasped as the water was pouring out of the cupboard. She rushed over and bending down picked up the bowl, emptying it into the sink, she replaced the bowl and kneeling on the floor mopped the excess water up into the bowl, fortunately the water had stopped flowing. She continued for a while finally water the worst was mopped away. As she stood up she turned to see that the plumber had returned and two men had been watching her as she kneeled in front of them her bottom in the air, her sex and anus in full view.

The plumber rummaged in his bag and started to reluctantly to work on the pipes. The Officer beckoned Tatarina over to where his was sitting. She went over to him. Opening his legs his patted his thigh indicating he wanted her to sit on his lap. Against her wishes she sat down. 

"Open your legs Ms Stevens, no further, and further still, no don't put your hand there, by your side and put your arm around my neck, that's better."

Tatarina sat now with her legs wide open her body fully exposed facing the plumber who took every opportunity to watch her as he worked. The officer smiled as slowly he started to squeeze her tits, rubbing her nipples and making them erect. It did not take long before his hand ran down her body over her stomach and across her maiden hair. Within a short time he had opened her vulva and in full view of the plumber rubbed her cunt. Tatarina found the scene very weird, one man fixing her pipes whilst another played with her body.

"Uuunnn..."

His finger slid into her vagina and worked its way in and out.

The plumber now just stood and watched as the officer masturbated her in front of him.

"Well come on man fix the pipes! We all have jobs to do, though I think mine is probably the better one."

Both men laughed, the plumber returned to fixing the pipes and the officer continued to finger fuck Tatarina.

For what seemed ages the officer alternated between her tits and cunt, until without wanting to, Tatarina found her body betraying her as she started to get sexually excited under the constant ministrations. His finger tips slowly rubbed the head of her clitoris.

Tatarina felt her body move and shift to the constant rubbing her sex was receiving.

His hands went to her tits rolling her nipples between his fingers, then back to her clit.

"OOOhhhhh........."

Tatarina closed her eyes as she felt her body getting closer and closer to an orgasm. It has been over half and hour since the officer had started to minister to her.

She heard the cupboard door shut, and as she open her eyes to see the plumber standing up and approaching the table, she came to her orgasm, her hips bucking and her buttocks clenching.

"Uuhhh...."

"Very good Ms Stevens, wasn't she? Did you say you're name was Terik."

"Yes sir, and yes, wonderful."

Tatarina was bright red from embarrassment and from her sexual excitement.

Terik's hand was in his pocket fingering his cock.

"Ms Stevens, I think Your plumber needs paying."

He lifted Tatarina off, and she stumbled to stand, she reached across the table to get her bag.

"No Ms Stevens, I said paying.......you know what I mean!"

"Oh...."

Yes she knew, what he meant. She walked to the plumber and kneeling down on the floor reached forward and undoing the front of his trousers reached in and released the plumbers cock to see it standing hard erect in front of her. She leaned forward and placed the organ in her mouth. Nodding back and forth, she slid her mouth up and down its length. It did not take long and the plumber grunted as he came in her mouth. Her training came to her as she swallowed the salty cum, and released the cock from her mouth.

"Gotten! That was lovely."

"Well man what are you waiting for there must be other leaks."

"Ah I wish they were all like this!"

The two men laughed.

"See him out Ms Stevens."

Tatarina went to the door and let a reluctant plumber out.

"Please call me again if you have any problems!"

She returned to the kitchen to find the officer standing his cock in his hand.

She went over to him and kneeling down repeated her fellatio, until he also came in her mouth. She almost gagged as the fat mans cock spurted into the back of her throat. He wiped the end on her cheek and put it back in his trousers. Zipping up the front he smiled down at her.

"Excellent Ms Stevens, you pass with flying colors. I look forward to next months check up, though I have a feeling we may meet before then!"

The officer then stood up and left. 

Tatarina knelt on the floor for some time shocked by the afternoon's events, would she ever be free of her stupidity.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 10



Now Tatarina's boyfriend had walked out on her she was forced to look for work. She had left school at 16 with very few qualifications, really her main attributes was her good looks. She was not stupid, but somehow never managed to make a go of schooling. When the local coffee shop, "The Lighthouse Coffee Bar", advertised for staff she applied, and got the job. As the days went by she tried to put the memory of her stay in the correction center behind her. It was a nightmare that occurred in her past.

She was a good worker and after a few weeks was allowed to work the place on her own in the late evening, when the flow of customers slowed down. She didn't mind the night work as she was not involved with anyone now.

The job was relatively easy and she knew she looked attractive in the staff uniform. A short yellow T shirt, which all the girls were wearing revealing their midriff. This one though seemed a bit shorter though, stopping just below her breasts. A short hipster mini-skirt, in the company colors of red and yellow, finished the set. The mini had a blue belt that was worn loose to allow the mini to rest on her hips. At first it caused her some concern as it was also very tiny, barely a hands span, but after a while she didn't notice it. She always wore sports pants underneath anyway, and it was really only a little shorter than her old netball skirt. On her head she had to wear a small hat, a bit like a maid's duster hat.

As she wiped the empty tables down and cleared the old cups from one of the tables she looked down the rows of booths that were shiny and cleaned, and felt happy for the first time in ages. Each of the booths had a table between two bench seats where six people could sit and enjoy the coffee and cakes. On the tables were a set of salt and pepper shakers. There was also a plastic lighthouse, to set the tone, although she always though they looked a little phallic like with the knob at the top where the light was, making it look just like the head of a penis, The 9 inch column rose from a cluster of imitation rocks not unlike a cock rising from a set of balls. When she first noticed it she thought it was funny how things like that suddenly occurred to one.

The cafe was long, thin and L shaped, with booths down one side opposite the counter and doubled at the back. The Classic style of coffee houses, like a thousand similar bars.

The two couples sitting in the front had nearly finished, when the door ringer rang and as Tatarina looked up her heart dropped as it was the fat sectional leader with a couple of other older men. Tatarina pulse started to race, she would have to serve them as she was the only one on duty. She bent down under the counter pretending to put away something as they walked down the aisle choosing a table.

"Let's go to the back."

She heard that familiar voice, and tried to still her shaking hands.

This is silly she said to herself, of course he would come into a coffee bar, there was nothing threatening in that was there! He wouldn't do anything in here would he? Somehow she wasn't so sure.

Leaving it as long as she dared, she took a deep breath and walked to the table they had chosen.

"Ah Ms Stevens, how nice to see you again, and dressed this time too."

The men laughed and Tatarina turned bright red.

"You are looking very nice in your neat uniform; it's always such a pleasure to admire those long legs of yours. Did you choose the uniform?"

"No sir, Mr. Evanas supplies us with the top and skirt."

"But you supply the underclothes eh Ms Stevens. And what would you have on under those bright outer clothes?"

Tatarina hesitated, what was he going on about? He was hardly in the place and already talking about her underwear.

"Come along Ms Stevens no need to be shy, we're all adults here, tell the men here what you've got on underneath that cute little uniform."

'I've got on a bra and knickers sir, sports pants as well sir."

"Lovely."

Tatarina squirmed as he went on.

"That's the type of uniform designed to bring in the customers, isn't it eh Jules?"

One of the men nodded and smiled up at her.

She tried to smile back so as to seem friendly. Her eyes flicked over them seeing three middle aged and balding men leering back at her.

"I'm sure your boss has told you to be nice to the customers and to obey them, for you know the customer is always right isn't he? Sorry I didn't hear you Ms Stevens."

"Yes that's right sir, Mr. Evanas is very strict on that."

"I'm sure he is. Coffee Jules, Mikka?"

"Yea fine by me."

"Three coffees Ms Stevens, oh and before you go, be a good girl please and take off your sports pants and panties and place them on the table."

Oh god it was happening again. Tatarina looked down at the officer and his friends and glanced up the shop. What would she do, should she run away, or tell him to fuck off, what should she do? Images of her cell at the correction center flashed before her eyes. She again glanced down the shop; the other customers were all facing the other way and were hidden by the partitions.

"Come along Ms Stevens we don't have all night. I'm sure your eager to show these friends of mine how well you have been re-educated at the Correction Center."

The three men looked up at her grinning as the officer said his piece.

Christ, at the mention of the Correction Center she put down the order form and reaching up under her skirt, hitching her fingers under the waist band of her pants and panties and pulling them both down her legs, stepped out of them. For moment she held them in her hands the white strip of her panties gusset contrasting sharply with the dark blue of her sports pants.

"On the table please Ms Stevens, that wasn't too hard was it eh. I'm sure that is far more comfortable."

Tatarina stood not sure what to do next. She could feel that curious absence of pressure with the lack of cover over her genitals, the feel of her skirt upon her naked buttocks. One of the men picked up her knickers and crudely sniffed it, making Tatarina blush even more deeply.

"The coffee Ms Stevens, the coffee."

As Tatarina walked back her buttocks and genitals feeling cool now they were uncovered, she could hear the men sniggering and making crude comments. She stood behind the counter and started making the coffees. Somehow this brought her to her senses, the mundanely of making the drinks kicked started her brain. She did not believe the officer would go very far, he just wanted to show his power over her in front of his slimy friends. 

"Excuse me Miss, could we have the bill."

One of the tables was preparing to go. Tatarina picked up the order form and tallied the figures. She came from behind the counter and handed the bill to the couple.

The man smiled and handed her twenty denar. She picked it up and returned to the counter. All the while conscious that if the man had bent down and peered up at her crutch, he would certainly have seen her sex and naked buttocks. The skirt swished across the top of her thighs as she returned to the table with the change.

"Thank you sir, madam."

The couple rose and left, leaving a 50c tip.

Tatarina returned behind the counter and finished the coffees. She picked up two of these and walked back to the officers table, placing them carefully so as not to spill anything.

"Thank you. Just a moment though I thing that belt needs tightening. Come here, no, closer, that's right."

Tatarina came closer and was made to stand by the side of the officer as he tightened the belt to her mini skirt two more holes. Of course this forced the waist of the skirt to ride higher on her hips, pulling the hem up. Tatarina was becoming concerned, for the skirt was short enough as it was, now she was sure it did not fully cover her buttocks but let the bottoms of her cheeks peek from below the hem.

"That's better. Turn around and let's have a look at you. Nice isn't she Jules?"

"Very nice, I like long legs and these sure are long!"

"Come along Ms Stevens don't stand there all day flashing your bum, the other coffee. Please."

Tatarina returned to the counter this time feeling the edge of her skirt hem brush the tops of her thighs. She was sure any customers would notice the change in her costume with more of her long legs visible.

The other patrons waved at her, indicating they also wanted the bill. Feeling very self conscious she came over to the table bend over slightly to lower the skirt at the front. The people did not seem to notice the difference, as the checked the bill and rounded it up to give her a 40 cent tip. The got up and left.

"Hurry up with that coffee!"

Tatarina quickly hurried to the coffee and quickly delivered it to the table, unfortunately her hands were starting to shake again and when she placed the mug on the table she splashed a bit on the surface.

"Naughty, naughty, now you'll have to go and get a cloth won't you."

"I'm terribly sorry sir."

Tatarina turned to leave.

"Wait before you go you'll have to pay a penalty for spilling that coffee, so take off your bra and place it on the table.

Tatarina again was lost as to what to say or do. The officer's eyes stared back at her, as she looked at him. The other men looked at her as well, or more accurately they were staring at her chest where the T shirt was thrust out by the push of her more than ample breasts.

"Come along I'm sure you can manage that."

Tatarina knew she would have to comply with his demands. Her arms went up behind her and undid the clasp of her bra strap. The pressure eased on her chest, as the halves separated. She reached up her short sleeves and hooked the thin shoulder straps and pulled them down her arms one at a time. The bra came loose and fell out of the front of her T shirt. She handed it to the officer who sniffed it obscenely and placed it with her other underclothes. The men were definitely staring at her chest. Her nipples making small bumps in the material.

"I'm sure you would like to shake those tits for us wouldn't you Ms Stevens, eh, come on, shake that chest for us Ms Stevens."

Tatarina was mortified not only forced to take off her underclothes but made to perform for these evil men. She stood and shook her top half aware of how much her breasts moved about under the skimpy T shirt. The mens eyes fixed on her bouncing boobs.

"Now that is a real pleasure eh Mikka! There's nothing nicer than to see a pair of heavy tits, wobbling. Ok, go on, Ms Stevens get the cloth."

Tatarina's heart was beating faster. She had been through this before, being stripped and humiliated, though not in such a public place. She was worried some of her regulars would enter and see her like this, with her breasts now loose and wobbly under the short T shirt. She knew if she reached up or over there was a good chance her naked breasts would become visible beneath the bottom of the T shirt.

She hurried back to the counter and fetched the cloth not wishing to antagonize the officer any more.

As the men sat and watched her, she wiped down the table removing the spill. Of course her tits wobbled enticing under the shirt as she rubbed the cloth over the surface. Turning to go she was stopped by the officer's hand on her arm, warm and clammy.

"One moment Ms Stevens?"

Oh no what now Tatarina thought. She looked at the men and at the table, what was he on about.

"Your fanny Ms Stevens, we've been talking and my friends here have taken bets as to whether your cunt has brown hair or red. You'll have to settle the bet or they will be very sad, won't you guys."

"Sure, let's have a look then."

Tatarina blushed as the officer grasped the hem of her short skirt and lifted it letting the men glimpse her pubic hair. Their gaze fixed upon her crutch,.

"Come on Ms Stevens I'm sure you can do better than that, move those legs apart so we can see a bit more, good. See she is a true redhead or rather red cunt."

Tatarina stood her genitals exposed to the stranger's eyes.

The officer reached out and held a tuft of her hair between his thumb and finger pulling it slightly. Tatarina winced.

"Very nice, silky and smooth, here you feel."

Tatarina had to tolerate the men each taking turns to stroke her fanny. One slid his finger along her slit forcing the tip into her vagina as she stood motionless. For what seemed ages the men took turns to rub her maidenhead and finger her genitals. All the while the officer smiled up at her, enjoying her further humiliation.

"She's also got a cute little arsehole too let me tell you."

"Has she been fucked up there?"

"Well Ms Stevens, have you been fucked up there?"

Tatarina wanted to say of course I've been fucked up there, what do you think they did inside the correction center, play bingo! But she held her voice.

"She's a bit shy."

"Well have you Ms Stevens?"

'Yes, when I was in the Center."

"Of course you were, tell the men about the obstacle course game, I'm sure they would like to know."

"Please....."

"Yes Ms Stevens come along, and in detail please!"

Tatarina felt tears welling in her eyes as she recalled the occasion.

"I was taken to a hall with tables and chairs arranged in an obstacle course. There I was made to strip naked, then my partner attached a clip and cord to each of my nipples. These were draped over my shoulder, and hung down my back."

Tatarina quickly spoke.

"Where there other people in the room?"

"Yes, there were lots of men and several other girls, who were also being prepared."

"Eh that's nice to imagine isn't it men, all those naked girls. What happened next Ms Stevens?"

Tatarina was bright red as she embarrassingly explained to the men who were grinning from ear to ear.

We were led to a line on the floor at one end, where we told the nipple clips and cord were for steering, when we felt a pull on the right we turned right and on the left we turned left. In front of us was a course of chairs and ornaments."

"Well come on Ms Stevens get to the best bit."

Tatarina felt terrible, almost queasy from humiliation.

"We were blind folded and told to bend over. Our "riders" then approached us and forced their cocks up our anuses. We were told we had to make sure they stayed inside or we would be beaten. Someone blew a whistle and we were made to walk forward and navigate the obstacle course."

"And what else Ms Stevens? Did you finish the course?"

"We all had to finish the race."

"Someone told me there were flag stops, what were these?"

"Umm.. well..."

"Yes, speak up."

"The jockey each had a flag. And he had to raise his flag if he came."

"If he what?"

"If he shot his load, and then he was replaced by another jockey, and then we had to continue."

"How many jockeys did you have per race then Ms Stevens?"

"About 6, sir."

"What! 6!"

The men laughed.

"6! And how many races were there in the evening?"

"10 races, sir."

The men whooped.

"That's 60 men in the one night came up your arse, it must have been a record."

Tatarina hung her head as the men joked about it. She could still recall the event, her arsehole on fire as man after man rode her about the hall.

"Well that's surely something!"

Well shall we have a look at this famous arsehole? I'm sure Ms Stevens would like to show us that, wouldn't you Ms Stevens?

Sorry I didn't catch that, a bit louder please Ms Stevens.'

Tatarina's stammered.

"Would you like to see my......"

"Yes Ms Stevens?"

Tatarina stammered unwilling to utter the required words

"My ...... arsehole."

"Yea come on let's have a look."

"Just turn around Ms Stevens and bend over, that's good, legs apart, excellent. See isn't that a nice little puckered ring."

Tatarina felt fingers again exploring her genitals, her vaginal lips and then a finger upon her anal ring. Pushing itself into her tight orifice

Tatarina squirmed as a wet digit forced its way inside her anus.

"Hey boss what do you think this lighthouse looks like?"

"Ha ha ha, I see what you mean I never though of it like that."

"It's just like a big cock, shall we see if it will fit?"

Tatarina was horrified; they were going to buggerise her with one of the lighthouses. She made to stand up, but a firm hand on her back prevented her. 

"Stay down there Ms Stevens."

She heard somebody spit and then she felt hands on her buttocks and her hips and then something large was forced against her anal ring, and then it slid slowly up her anus.

"Ohhh, it's too big!"

"Nonsense Ms Stevens, I'm sure it will go in."

At that moment the worse possible thing happened, the door bell chimed as somebody entered the shop. From where she was bent in front of the men, the people could not see her as she was at the back, but if they came any further into the place. She heard voices, and tried to struggle upright, but the men were too strong for her.

"Stay there Ms Stevens."

The other customers had by now sat now, thankfully at the front of the shop.

The lighthouse was still being pushed up her anus.

"Please take it out, I need to serve these people."

Tatarina begged the men.

"Oh I think we'll leave it in there, shall we men, stand up,"

Tatarina stood feeling the tightness of the object up her arsehole.

"Go on serve the customers and you had better keep a tight grip, you wouldn't want it to fall out, would you?"

The men all laughed at her as she walked toward the counter, the grey rocky part of the model lodged between the cheeks of her buttocks, clearly visible under the raised hem of her mini-skirt, what if the other customers saw it poking out? Christ what could she do. With relief she noticed that were only two people sat in the front booth and that they were both facing away from the back of the shop. She grabbed her order form and approached, standing at the side her back and the offending lighthouse out of sight.

"Just two coffees please."

'Right be with you in a moment."

"What a nice uniform, did your manager choose that."

"Yes, he did."

Tatarina blushed knowing they knew she didn't have any bra on underneath. She back away from the table until she was out of eye line and quickly rushed behind the counter.

She was shaking as she prepared the two coffees, the lighthouse lodged up her arsehole seemed huge, she had to fight from not trying to squeeze it out. Finally she managed the two coffees and took them to the seated customers.

"Shall we pay now save troubling you any further, here you go five dollars is that right?"

"Er, yes, thank you."

"A bit quiet tonight are you?"

"Yes."

"Well we're probably going to be your last customers, as it's started to rain."

"Oh."

Tatarina felt tongue tied, as if the plug up her arse had affected her vocal cords.

She took the offered note and back away again with a smile.

She went back to the counter to pay the bill and found a note written on her order form. She picked it up and read it through.

"One more coffee and just the hat. I am sure you know what I mean!"

Oh no, she did know what he meant, just the hat!.

Susan felt so degraded, of course she knew what the officer meant. For a short moment she almost ran from the cafe, away from the humiliation, the debasement, but where would she run. They would find her in the end and the sharp image of her and another half dozen girls running naked around a grey courtyard, whilst being watched and commanded by several men, made her realize she had to do as she was asked. 

She went to the door and turned the open sign to closed, careful to move sideways to avoid the customers there from seeing the lighthouse stuck up her bum. Fortunately they were talking and did not take any notice of her, as she sidled past them.

As she past them again, they looked up and smiled at her.




The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 10



"Are you closing already?"

"Yes I have some stocktaking to do tonight."

Tatarina improvised.

"OK we're just about finished."

With which they downed their coffee and as she stood aside walked to the door, and left. Tatarina sighed with relief, as she locked the door. There was nothing she could do about the windows being open as there were no curtains. She could only hope that with the rain starting on a night like this there would be few pedestrians passing.

She returned to the counter and finished the coffee. Then taking a deep breath removed her T shirt and skirt, to stand there nude. She picked up the coffee and walked to where the men were sitting at the back.

The men talking together in that sniggering kind of way men like that did all over the world, furtive, with short snorts and laughs, usually at some smutty joke or another persons misfortune, but they fell silent as she approached. The coffee held in her hand, and her naked breasts swinging side to side as she walked towards them, completely starkers.

"Christ look at those tits, they're huge."

"They sure are, I'd really like to cream those mothers!"

Tatarina stood wondering what to do as the men ogled her naked body, their gaze alternating from her breast to her fanny.

"Oh I'm sure Ms Stevens would like to oblige you, but not yet. Just put that coffee down over there, that's good now I think we can take out that lighthouse, bend over, that's right."

Tatarina again bent over exposing her genitals and the obscenity sticking out of the arsehole. She felt it being withdrawn, and as it plopped out she farted with relief, making the men laugh even more.

"You just carry on clearing up, whilst we enjoy the view, and then come back here."

There was only one table to clear at the back, so Tatarina under the mens gaze collected the cups and plates together and carried them to the counter, all the while conscious that any one outside looking in would see her walking about without any clothes. She returned to the table with a cloth and wiped the surface her breasts swinging from side to side as she rubbed the plastic top. She went back to the counter and placed the items in the washer.

"Were ready Ms Stevens."

Tatarina returned to the back to find the men standing up with their trousers around there ankles, their cocks standing out erect in front of them. Each of them were fingering the ends when Tatarina approached. She knew it would come to this, and could only resign herself to being raped again.

"Ok lay back here on the table, come on."

With a sinking heart Tatarina backed against the table and sat down, easing her naked flesh on the cold plastic surface.

"Right back.'

She eased her self onto the cold top, finally laying full out on the table with her legs hanging over the edge. Before she had got down the men's hands were already on her breasts squeezing them and pulling at her nipples. She felt another hand between her legs probing her cunt as she stared at the ceiling, helpless. 

Half an hour later the door closed as the men left, laughing amongst themselves, as she still lay on the table semen dripping from her cunt and anus from the fucking she had just received. The tears formed in her eyes as she realized the prison she had so recently been released from was all around her.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 11



Community Work

It was several weeks later and surprisingly, thankfully there had been no contact with the sectional officer. She continued to work at the café, trying to put behind her the picture of her lying on the table with the men around her their ejaculating cocks filling and covering her with semen. 

Her days were pleasantly filled with locals getting to know her and some even making friends with her. Since her boyfriend had so cruelly left her due to her having to fuck so many men, she had lived alone. One or two men had tried to become friendly with her but the she found it hard to image having sex properly with them. Hopefully sometime in the future the right man would come along. She was not unhappy with being on her own, at least she could do what she wished when she wished. It had been a busy day and she returned home exhausted. After removing her coat she carried the day's mail into the kitchen. Most of it was advertising circulars, but her heart stopped when she saw the distinctive blue of the Dept of Corrections envelope. She took a deep breath and slit the edge taking out the letter and unfolding it. She leaned back against the bench and read through the message.

"Stevens No.69,

As part of your rehabilitation you are required to do community work from time to time. This will help you pay back your debt to society by doing useful work.

You will present yourself to the Officer Centre, 56 Bunderaf Ave, 6th June 9.00 am; they require a maid and cleaning woman. Report to Section Officer Gerder.

Failure to arrive will result in returning to the Correctional center to repeat your sentence. 

The overseeing officer will write a report and failure to give satisfaction will also result in a return for further "education".

The Director of Correctional Services."

6th June! Why that was tomorrow. A Saturday, and she had been looking forward to going shopping with her new girl friend from next door. She knew she had no choice, since her "misdemeanor" her life had become owned by the state. Still at least she didn't have to report to the fat section officer, as she knew his address was different from the one on the letter.

She still felt a certain unease but, well it did say she was needed as a cleaner.

All through the day she felt her sense of unease growing.

That evening she visited her friend to tell her she had to go out tomorrow and would not be able to go with her. She could tell her friend was a bit upset at her not going, and almost blurted out the reason, and with it, all her troubles. Up to now she hadn't told a soul of her stay in the correction center, she was frightened they would ask what had happened there, and was too ashamed of what she had gone through to tell anyone else, and so she held her tongue.

The day dawned bright and sunny. She went through the usual ablutions now required by the fat officer. Cleaning out her bowels with an enema and making sure her genitals were clean and her pubic hair trimmed and neat. She hoped she would not run into him, but she could never so too sure. She then got dressed, had her usual small breakfast of toast and coffee. After making sure she looked alright, she picked up her bag and left.

The trip across town was uneventful. The bus was nearly empty so early on this Saturday morning, in the week it would have been full, as only the rich could now afford cars.

The bus drew away as she stood in Bunderaf Ave. She checked the numbers and walked down the road to number 56, a brown stone building. It had an impressive entrance for a sectional center, but then no expense was spent on government offices, whilst the poor stayed in slums. She pushed open the front door and entered. She stood looking around the marbled floored foyer. There were two doors, one grand double glass door, which opened into a corridor leading into the building, and one on the side marked "Private" leading to the service area. To the side of the grand doors was a list of officers and small tags to show who was in and who was out. Officer Gerder was the only one marked as in. There was a receptionist desk to one side and on the desk a bell push with instructions to press once for service when unattended. She pressed the button and stood looking around the foyer as she waited. She had butterflies in her stomach, from nerves and twiddled with her bag strap as she waited. 

"Yes can I help you?" 

The man had come out of the big door catching her unawares as she stood staring around the room. He was middle aged, balding and thin in body and face.

"You realize we are closed for service on the weekend?" 

"Excuse me sir, I am Tatarina Stevens."

"Yes? What can I do for you?"

She saw the man's eyes take her in as she stood in front of him, starting at her face and moving down her body. They lingered over her breasts as many mens eyes had before.

"I received a letter; you needed a maid and cleaner for the day."

"Ah you must be 69, is that right?"

"Yes sir."

She said quietly at the mention of her correctional number. He took another, longer moment to examine her as she stood fiddling with her bag strap. She didn't like the look he gave her as his eyes once more traveled over her body. Did she note the start of a smile as his gaze rested on her chest for the second time? No she must have imagined it. She must not show any concern as it always paid to give a good impression when dealing with the officers of the government.

"Excellent, come with me and I will show you what you have to do."

He led her through the Private door into the service area, which was a long corridor running the full length of the building. It was fairly typical, stark shiny linoleum floors and pale green paint. Off to one side were the service rooms, toilets, heater room, cleaning room, staff room. And to the right hand side, half way along, was a short corridor leading across the building with the offices on the right at the front of the building and the lounge and bar at the back of the building. He led her through the various rooms telling her what he expected her to do in each. The lounge area was luxurious with red walls and brown wooden panels everywhere, deep leather chairs and large tables everywhere. The offices were fairly functional, but with good quality furniture and wallpaper.

"Firstly you will dust and polish the furniture in the offices, lounge and corridors. When this is completed you will vacuum them. Finally the floor in the foyer will need to be scrubbed and polished."

Her heart sank this would take all day and maybe even some more, she had been expecting an easy day.

"I will be leaving at 5.00pm which is when you will finish. I expect you to have done a good days work by then."

"Now according to government regulations, everyone working here has to be dressed in the correct uniform, we have to keep standards. You will find your uniform in the maid's cupboard in the staff room, there is also a coat for doing outside errands this coat is not to be worn inside. You are not to wear any of you own clothing, do you understand, none."

She nodded as the man told her what was expected of her.

"Do I make myself clear, none of your own clothes, everything is provided.

Tatarina wondered why he was so insistent on this point, but thought it was probably some government policy. He also had a strange look on his face as if he was amused at something.

"I understand sir."

"Right, you can start in my office, so I can check you are doing the job correctly."

Tatarina nodded as the man directed her to the staff room. She felt his eyes on her back as she walked down the corridor to the staff room.

She opened the door to the staff room and hung her coat up on the rack. Placing her bag underneath it to hide it, though there was little in there to steal. She opened the door to the maid's locker and looked inside. She could see the short coat hanging from a hook at the back but apart from that the only other pieces of clothing were a pair of black stockings, thin black lace suspenders, a lace mop hat and a pair of frilly lace cuffs. Where was the uniform the dress and apron, etc that she expected?

Did she hear correctly, the Officer had said in the maid's locker hadn't he? She looked around the room; no there were no other maid's lockers. She tried the cooks and the cleaner's locker, but these were locked. There must be a mistake, of course, obviously they had not been returned by the last maid. She opened the door and returned to the main part of the building. She walked through the building until she came to Officer Gerder's office and knocked.

"Yes?"

She opened the door.

The man looked up. There was an expression of disapproval on his face

"What are you doing? Why aren't you dressed yet?"

"Please sir, I can't find the uniform. It's not in the maid's locker, she must have forgotten to place it there after she finished."

"Nonsense girl, I only looked a moment ago and it was all there then."

"But sir there's only suspenders and..."

Tatarina stammered to a halt, blushing as she realized what was happening, and what was expected of her.

"Do as you were told 69. The uniform is exactly where I said, go and get dressed and started or I will be forced to write a bad report on you. Remember the uniform is all you wear, is that clear?"

"Yes sir, I'm terribly sorry sir, please don't report me."

'Go on then, this is your last chance. When you're ready come back here so I can see you are dressed properly. Then you can clean in here so I can make sure you are doing it correctly."

Tatarina's heart sank she now knew there was more to today than just cleaning.

She returned to the staff room. She opened the maid's locker and took out the items. With a heavy heart she pulled her cardigan over her head and folded it, placing it at the bottom of the cupboard, then her skirt which she unzipped at the side, this went on her cardigan, then her tights. Standing in this strange room with just her underwear on, gave her goose bumps. Oh well there was nothing else for it. The officer has been very specific, none of her own clothes. She removed her bra and then slid her panties off to stand there starkers. What if someone should come in? She briefly held her hand over her breasts, but knew she had no choice but to follow orders, what could she do if someone did come in? She knew there was nothing she could do, she had to do as she was told, the consequences were to horrible to contemplate

She placed the mop hat on her head, and slid the cuffs onto her wrists. The suspender belt was fastened at the back and sitting down she slid the stockings up her shapely legs and clipped them to the suspenders. She stood up and in the mirror on the wall, she viewed her nakedness. Her dark nipples contrasting with her white breasts, her red bush filling the bottom of her belly with its promise, with a curl of her cunt lips visible between her thighs. The stockings and suspenders seemed to highlight her subservience. 

She took the duster from the rack of mops and brooms, the polish box with rags from the shelf and with a last look in the mirror at the nude woman standing there, then left the staff room to return reluctantly to officer Gerder's office.

She hoped there would be no more officers in today being a Saturday as she walked naked through the building. She felt odd being completely exposed like this in a strange building. She knocked at the door.

"Yes."

Opening the door she entered the room, and approached the now openly leering man, her face bright red from embarrassment.

God she was even better than Karl had described. There she was exposed; totally, you could hardly count the scraps of material on her as clothing. Christ his cock stood instantly to attention instantly. Here exposed in his office! Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined anything like this. 

To think just last month he was faced with a boring weekend at the office and returning to his dreary wife at home. How did this happen? 

Well just a few weeks ago he had had the fortune to be sitting in the officer's canteen at headquarters drinking coffee after a rather long session in admin. He overheard a fat officer bragging about a Serf girl who he had total control over. He was explaining to another friend how these girls were available for assessment to anyone. All they had to do was apply to the ministry, to be an attitude assessor, which really meant they were your slaves in every way for the duration of the session. The conversation stirred his curiosity, and so he leant over and excusing himself, asked for more information. 

The officer introduced himself and invited him to join their table. Over the next half an hour he explained how the "re-education" program worked. This was when he was given the name of Ms Stevens. 

"Do you mean they have to do what you tell them no matter what?

"Of course, otherwise they risk being returned to correction, and believe me none of the Serf women would want to do that."

"Can you give me a few pointers in this?"

"It would be my pleasure, now..........."

With which the fat officer offered a few suggestion as to how to enjoy the day, e.g. by suggesting the "uniform".

That very morning he had applied to be an assessor, specifying Ms Stevens as his subject. It was so easy!

And here she was, Christ her tits, just look at them, they were amazing, the nipples pert and standing like raspberries on the tips of her large white globes. They almost defied gravity. For too long he'd had only his sad wife's tiny tits to fondle but look at these! His eyes linger lowered eying her bush which was exquisite, with just a hint of her sex peeking through. As she stood there here hands by her sides he stared at her for what seemed like ages.

"Stand there a moment, No don't raise your hands, that's right. Why you're blushing, lovely...turn around... and now back, your legs apart a little...turn round again... bend over... you do have proud lips eh. All the better to be parted eh? Right carry on, and let me see you at work."

Tatarina walked and dusted around the room reaching high to get down the cobwebs which she wiped on a cloth. As she flicked her duster, her heavy breasts shook and swayed with the movement of her arms.

Out of the corner of her eyes, for she didn't want to look directly at the officer, she could see him staring at her as she worked. She walked about dusting the shelves and ornaments. His eyes followed her everywhere. He was making no pretense of working in fact she was sure his hands were in his lap, and from the movement of his body he was rubbing his crutch. 

The dusting did not take long and she placed the duster in the polish tray and started to spray the furniture polish on the flat surfaces.

"A little more elbow 69."

The officer stared at the naked girl her breasts, delicious, swaying on her chest as she rubbed at the furniture. When she turned away and bent over he could see the slit of her sex between her buttocks. He licked his lips, his cock rampant and throbbing in the constraints of his trousers. Even after twenty years of marriage he had never persuaded his wife to bend over in front of him, she called it disgusting as was only prepared to in the missionary position, and that very infrequently! He admired the contrast of her sex against her pale blemish free skin, lovely.

She rubbed more vigorously, her breast shivering with the movement of her arms. The officer stood, causing her to stop. 

"Carry on 69, don't mind me."

She turned to polish the low table when, hearing a slight scuffling behind her, she turned her head to see that the officer had dropped his trousers and underpants and was standing fingering his long thin cock, which stood out from his body erect and red. 

"Keep going 69, that's right, plenty of elbow."

He pressed his stiff cock against her buttocks as she bent over polishing the table. His arms came around her and he cupped her tits in his hands. His finger played with her nipples.

"Don't move, that's lovely." 

He knew he couldn't wait any longer; he needed to fuck her now.

His fingers continued to play with the tips of her breasts pulling and twisting her nipples as he rubbed his cock was pushed against the crack between her buttocks. He stopped mauling her breasts and rubbed her back and buttocks his fingers quickly finding her sex. He then stroked the tip of his cock up and down her sex, opening the lips to expose the pink interior. She was dry as he tried to push the head of his cock into her vagina. 

She struggled a bit as he continued to try to penetrate her.

"Stay still," He gasped.

She heard him lick his fingers and then felt him rubbing the saliva over the tip of his cock. Again he forced the tip against her vaginal opening, this time it slid in and he grasped her hips to force the member hard into her body. He retracted his cock before forcing it back inside. His hands grasped her hips as he sawed his cock in and out. It was not long before his cock stiffened and he came inside her, his cock surging as he spurted his spunk into her vagina. She felt it twitching with every spasm until he ground his deflating cock once more into he cunt before sliding it out.

"Very good 69, top marks. Now back to work."

He stepped back and let her stand, pulling his pants up as he did so.

"This room will be fine, just empty the waste paper. There is a bin outside the back door. Then start on Herr Maluf's office across the way. I will check up on you, so no slacking! Here wipe yourself"

He handed her a large tissue. Tatarina squeezed her cunt forcing the semen to ooze onto the tissue as she cleaned herself up. With a final wipe she finished. She flung the tissue into the wastepaper bin and bending down grasped the dusting box one hand and the wastepaper bin in the other. Officer Gerder opened the door still ogling her breasts as she passed.

She left the duster box by the door of the next office and took the waste paper to the back door. She opened the door and cautiously looked out, not wishing to expose her nudity to any strangers. She was expecting a back yard, but the backdoor of the building opened onto a lane way. She peeped around the corner, the alley was empty save at one end about 50 metres away were a bunch of young men playing football.

The bin was a large metal box with a lid against the back of the building. All down the alley were similar bins serving the offices there.

She edged out of the door aware of her nakedness as the cold outside tensed her nipples. Unfortunately the lid opened at the front and she saw that she would have to go around to the front of the box to raise it. Hoping the men were too far away to notice her, she quickly stepped around the edge of the box, reached out and pushed on the top. It was stiff and she had to push hard to get it to open. She poured the contents of the bin into the box. Just as she closed the lid she noticed the back door closing, and as if suddenly aware of the noises of the city around her, heard from the end of the ally, a shout. She rushed to the door just catching it before it closed. She hurried inside and closed the door. Looking up she could see the hydraulic closer that forced the door closed. The locking catch for the unit was broken. She knew she would have to remember the next time she went out. Hopefully the shout at the end of the ally was nothing to do with her and merely the young men shouting about the game.

She returned the wastepaper bin to Officer Gerder's Office which was open, he was on the phone thankfully and so could not say anything to her.

She started dusting the office when Gerder entered and stood watching her until she noted his presence. He grinned at her this time staring at her naked crutch.




The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 11



"You had better empty all the bins now as the garbage arrives at 10.30am.

She nodded and picked up the bin, and was forced to edge past Officer Gerder who stared down at her naked breasts as she moved by.

She emptied the other office bins into one and returned to the back door. Opening the door and stared out around the edge. The men were not longer playing at the end of the alley, which thankfully seemed empty.

Stepping out she quickly walked around to the front of the box and reached out to push the top open.

"Hey miss what are you doing, with no clothes on?"

"Yea, nice tits lady!"

"Wow look at that hairy cunt!"

Those men! They must have been hiding behind the bins on either side of the back door and had quickly moved to surround her. She started and the bin fell out of her hands, scattering the contents on the floor. One hand went to cover her crutch and the other moved across her breasts. She eyed the nearest lad who was staring at her body as she vainly tried to conceal her nipples from his gaze.

And then it struck her, the door! As she looked past them, the door closed, with an audible click. She looked at the door in horror noting there was no handle; it was only designed to open from the inside! She pushed past them and pushed hard on the door, but it was closed locked to her efforts. She raised her hands and bashed on it with her hands revealing her breasts to the men around her. She realized the officer would never hear her.

Christ what was she to do, the men continued to stare at her as she stood naked before them grinning and nudging each other. There was nothing for it she would have to run along the alley and around the front of the building, there must be a through alley to the road, but that meant being naked on the main road. She looked both ways wondering which was the shortest distance.

"Help me please I have to get back into the building."

"Why would we want to help you get inside, we're just enjoying the view lady!"

"Please help me!"

"Alright but you will have to lower your hands first, so we can see you properly."

"Just tell me please!" she pleaded, vainly trying to hide behind her arms and hands.

"No you need to show us first." He grinned.

"Oh, alright." She almost sobbed.

She lower her hands letting them view her assets uncovered.

"Well are you a looker, no doubt about it!"

"What size tits are those miss."

"Look, I haven't got time to chat."

She stared back at them, they must have been about eighteen or just a little older and they were all sporting erections and several were holding their crutches.

"Quick which is the quickest way?"

"What size did you say miss?"

"Oh for goodness sake, 38D."

"Do you agree not to cover yourself miss?"

"Yes, quick!"

"Well Miss if you run up to that end you will find a narrow alley through to the front."

He pointed to the closed end they were playing in about 30 metres away.

Tatarina quickly ran down the lane her steps loud in the confines of the buildings.

They stood watching her as her naked buttocks bounced and jostled with every step.

"There's no alley down that way Franckl!"

"Of course there isn't you prat, but don't you want to see her running back this way with those 38's flapping when she finds out!"

They laughed as they watched Tatarina running down the passageway her pale naked body standing out in the comparative dimness of the lane way. As she ran the sides of her ample tits could be seen as they oscillated on her chest. Twenty seconds passed and then thirty as the girl approached the end of the passageway, stopping to look around as if the alley would appear from nowhere.

Then she started back again, the men whooped as she ran towards them, her arms pumping and her tits waving furiously on her chest. Her nipples jerked this way and that. The men knew they were in heaven, as she approached her face red from the effort.

"Shlup, shlup, think of those cunt lips being given the airing."

"Yeah!"

"Did you see them between her legs in her hair."

"I didn't know women had a cunt like that."

"I hear some birds have them pierced."

"That's the job for me; do think they fuck 'em afterwards?"

There was silence as they pondered this as a career move.

Tatarina came back to the men, almost in tears.

"Sorry Miss it's that way."

"Oh you little..."

They laughed as she ran past and then dodged down the alley that was only a couple of bins up the passageway.

"Frankl you're evil!"

"Yeah, let's stick around and see what happens, anyone got a fag?"

She ran down the short alley until she was at the end and taking a deep breath, charged into the main road and in clear sight of the cars and pedestrians ran the short distance up the road and into the sanctuary of the Officers building. She never thought she would be glad to be in such a place!

She rushed into the foyer and bumped into Officer Gerder.

"What on earth are you doing 69?"

"Sorry sir, I was trapped out in the lane, some men distracted me and I dropped the bin and the door closed and I was stuck...."

Her flustered explanation came tumbling out as she stood panting her ample tits rising and falling with her breathing. The officer stood once more enjoying her nude body. He smiled at the thought of her stuck out in the lane way, that would have been a sight.

"And what have you done about the garbage and where's the bin?"

"Oh sir, I dropped it in the lane and had to leave it there when I ran back."

"Well we'd better go and fetch it then hadn't we 69."

With which he led the way through the service area to the back door.

"Excuse me sir those men are probably still there."

"Don't you worry about that, you just finish the job."

With which he opened the back door, and stepped aside to let Tatarina go and fetch the bin. The men were standing across the lane way, some were sitting on some steps there and others were leaning against the wall.

"Hey mister what's the story, why hasn't she got any clothes on?"

'You mind yer business, or I'll tell yer to bugger off."

Tatarina blushed even deeper as she walked out once more into the lane way to pick up the bin. There was paper all over the place from where she had dropped it and the wind had blown it. She quickly returned to the officer with the empty bin.

"What about the paper, look at it all blowing all over the place, go on, pick it all up."

Oh dear Tatarina thought, and once more walked back naked under the gaze off the officer and the men, who were opening rubbing their crutches. She knelt down to pick up some paper.

"Not like that 69 bend over and do it or we'll be here all day. Come along."

Tatarina did as ordered bending over from the waist and showing her assets as she did so, her cunt in full view of them. 

A gust of wind suddenly blew up and whipped some of the paper down the alleyway.

"Quick 69 it's getting away.'

Tatarina, with a grim look on her face started to walk down the lane after the paper, but it was going faster and further away. She realized she would again have to run after it. The men cheered as she rushed here and there picking up the wind tossed items, the last one forcing her to run down the alleyway for some distance before she managed to retrieve it. She came back too exhausted to bother covering herself from their gaze. Finally she placed the paper in the bin and went up to the officer had an obvious erection poking the front of his trousers out.

"In you come," he said, and then he caught hold of her arm," No, on second thoughts stop there, turn around."

What was going on, the officer had stopped Tatarina at the door and was turning her around to face the men once more. He stood behind her and his hands came round the front of her and fondled her tits in full view of the men.

"Can we have some of the mister?"

"Bend over 69, no further, that's right you watch those men."

She heard a zip behind her and her him drawing saliva into his mouth, and then felt the wet hot tip of his cock nuzzling the entrance of her vagina, and then it slid inside for the second time. Christ he was fucking her in front of these kids.

"Hey look he's fucking her."

"Hey who hoo..."

"Come on men I'm having a wank."

And so Tatarina was bent over in the doorway having her cunt ravaged by the officer whilst a bunch of dirty men wanked away in front of her. The officer's hands held her hips as his cock slid in and out.

The only sound was the sucking of her cunt and the slip, slip slip of the men, as one by one they ejaculated.

The officers cock stiffened inside her and as he came once more.

The officer ground his cock one more time before slipping it out. He quickly slid up his trousers and ordered Tatarina back into the building.

"And now get on with it 69, and you lot, bugger off."

Having serviced the officer for the second time in half an hour, Tatarina with a heavy heart went into the toilets and cleaned her cunt. It was going to be a long day! Tatarina continued to clean and polish all day until at three o'clock her without a break. She was becoming hungrier and thirstier as the day past, finally she found the courage to approach the officer and ask if she could have some water and possibly something to eat.

"Eat! I'm not here to feed you, if you want something to eat you will have to go to the store on the corner, I believe they make sandwiches. You will find a coat in the locker use that, as we haven't got time to have you changing clothes all day have we?" 

"No sir, sorry sir."

The officer smirked as he enjoyed his power over her.

"See me before you leave the building!"

Tatarina when to the lockers and took out the coat. She put it on and stood in a state of shock as she looked in the mirror. It was nearly transparent and it was very short it only just reached down to cover her cunt. It was more of a rain coat than a real coat. Anybody taking a second glance at her would see she was nearly naked underneath as her nipples and public hair were clearly visible through the transparent material. Added to this there were no buttons just a belt to tie around the middle and off course there was very little overlap. Her breasts forced the top open revealing the cleavage between them. Tatarina even thought twice about going but she was so hungry she knew she would have to risk it. She took some change out of her bag and returned to the officer, who again leered as she stood before him.

"Very good, now you've got ten minutes so don't delay, or it will be the worse for you, as I shall be forced to put in a complaint. I have placed an order there for you to bring back, tell Jawat I sent you for it."

Tatarina left the building and started down the road. She could see the shop at the end of the road a good three or four minutes walk. She strode briskly and ignored the stares the other pedestrian gave her as she passes them. Fortunately being a Saturday in this essentially business area meant there were few pedestrians. She started to walk a little faster as the shop was further than she thought. As she increased her speed her breasts bounced up and down in the coat causing her nipples to firm and form little bumps in the material.

She pushed the door open causing a bell to ring in the back somewhere. She suddenly felt more nervous as she waited for the owner to appear.

"Well hello, can I help you?'

The owners smiled as he stood behind the counter. She stood in front of him her arms crossed over her chest.

""Have you a cheese sandwich with some pickles?"

"Of course, brown or white?"

"White please."

The man proceeded to make the sandwich as she stood aware of the passing seconds.

"I'm working at the ESS, Mr Gerder said you had some supplies for him."

The man stopped for a second and looked at her again, his smile widened.

"Ah yes, There is a bag of onions for him, over there behind that box. I'm sorry you'll have to reach over to get it as my leg is playing up and I can't reach it."

He indicated a gap between the shelves, with a box at the front. Tatarina turned and going over to the box tried to move it out of the way but it was too heavy.

"My boy normally clears the boxes away but he isn't in til Monday, you should be able to reach it,"

Tatarina without thinking bent turned her back on the man and bending over the box reach towards the bag of onions. Of course, this presented the man with an uninterrupted view of her naked bum and cunt as she did so. She struggled with the bag which seemed very difficult to move. The cloth seemed to be caught on a nail on the floor. She leaned over further, her anus coming into view as the man watched her struggling. With a big pull she freed the bag and turned to see the man leering at her. She blushed brilliant red as she realized of course he had had a clear view of her sex. Also the weight of her breasts had forced the top to part showing over half of them to the man.

"There are a few tins on the top shelve over the counter, you will have to get them down, my leg just won't let me. There is a step stool over there."

Tatarina fetched the stool and placing it before the man, climbed up having to get to the top to reach the tins on the top shelf. Even so she would have to reach up to get them.

"Get down ten please."

As she reached up her arms lifted the front of the coat giving the man a close up of her hair pubis and cunt.

One by one she placed the tins on the counter, each time exposing herself to the man.

Finally she finished and the man put the items in two bags. She paid him for the sandwich, and in horror noted she only had a couple of minutes to return to the office. She picked up the bags and walked towards the door, as the owner moved from behind the counter to open it for her. All the exertions had loosened the belt and finally as she approached it parted and with both arms full she could do nothing to cover herself as when he opened the door a gust of wind opened the coat completely rewarding him with a full view of her naked body. She knew she had no time to waste and just ran out of the shop and up the street, surprising several people walking towards her, some very pleasurably.

She made it into the office with ten seconds to spare. 

Phew.

"What are you doing running around like that! Put them in the kitchen 69."

The Officer followed her in and after she had put the items away made her sit on the edge of the workbench, as he opened her coat and proceeded to fuck her again. His hands kneading her tits as her forced his cock into her once more.

That evening Tatarina collapsed into bed, her cunt and anus sore from the pounding it had received that day. Six times the horrible officer had fucked her, twice up the arse as she had bent over in front of him. The first time he had been a bit tentative about fucking her here, until he had found out she has cleaned herself earlier. Once he knew this he couldn't wait to feel the tight grasp of her rectal muscles around his thin knobbly cock. He seemed to have an insatiable appetite. The trouble was the more he fucked her the longer he took.

Would she ever be free of these terrible people?



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 12



On Holiday

At the Beach

Tatarina shaded her eyes from the sun, as she looked across the beach at Milaka. The sea a brilliant blue, contrasted strongly with the yellow sand and white breakers. The seagulls wheeled overhead, screeching as they surveyed the holiday makers, looking for scraps of food. She breathed in the sea air, and swinging her beach bag over her shoulder, popped her hat on her head and walked along the paved esplanade towards the brightly colored beach huts in the distance. 

It seemed ages since she had been here and walked on the sea washed sand. Her hat shielded her face as she strolled along, watching the other sunbathers as they lay soaking up the last of the summer heat. The beach side town lay to one side of the small bay with high cliffs on the other. She viewed the various tourist trinket and takeaway shops, as she walked towards the empty end of the beach. It was out of season, and only a sprinkle of tourists peppered the beach. She smiled, as the sun warmed her arms and legs.

Passing the shops, dispensing drinks, food and ice-cream, she could feel their owner's eyes following her as she continued her promenade. At the end of the esplanade she walked down some stone steps and onto the sand. 

An aunt owned a beach changing hut, and had insisted that Tatarina took advantage of it, as she was away this week and was not using it. Tatarina jumped at the opportunity. She smiled to herself as she strolled past a group of young men, playing with a beach ball on the sand, whilst casting furtive glances in her direction. One wolf whistled as she walked by, causing her to smile even more. It was a long time since she had enjoyed innocent admiration.

She approached her aunt's bright blue hut, and reaching into her bag, produced the key. She opened the door and pulled it open. Inside were a couple of reclining loungers, with faded and worn red canvas cushions, a large beach umbrella, some deck chairs that hung on the wall, and a table. 

After putting her bag down on a shelf that ran along one wall of the hut, she took hold of one of the loungers, and wheeled it out onto the sand, just in front of the hut. She then thought it would be a good idea to pull the other one out, giving her somewhere to place her stuff, so she pulled the second one out and placed it alongside the first one.

Returning to the hut, she unpacked her bag, and placed her new one piece swim suit wrapped in a towel on the table, along with a drink bottle, sun cream and a book. She turned, and after closing the door, proceeded to undress, hanging her skirt and blouse on the hooks, that lined one wall of the hut. Unclasping her bra, released her ample breasts which swung free as she moved around. She quickly slipped off her panties and for a moment stood naked. She rubbed her breasts and nipples, standing in the warm dry air of the hut, enjoying a brief feeling of eroticism, knowing that outside, a mere doors width away, the other beach goers were carrying on their leisure, unaware of her standing here naked. She shook her head, and after unwinding her towel, picked up her swimsuit and stepped into it. She pulled the suit up and over her breasts, sliding her arms through the holes. Cupping her breasts with her hands, she adjusted them inside the suit. She was ready, she picked up the sun cream, hat and book, pushed open the door and placed them on the spare lounger. 

She looked along the beach, enjoying the warmth of sun, then returned to the hut to pick up her towel which she laid down on the lounger and after smoothing it out, sat back to enjoyed the view. There were very few sunbathers up this end of the beach and these were towards the town, which in the busy season, would have been crowded. Further down, towards the cliffs at the end of the sand, there was nobody.

She uncapped her sun cream, and after squirting a small amount onto her palm, spread it over her arms and legs. Her modest suit seemed a little old fashioned, compared to some of the skimpier ones, girls were wearing further along the sand towards the town, but being a shy girl at heart, she preferred to be covered. She put down the cream on the seat next to her, and lay back.

The sun was beautifully warm, without burning, and in the warmth of the late morning, the sound of the waves lulled her off into a light doze. She could still vaguely hear the sound of the gulls, and the distant sounds of the men playing.

She was awoken from her light doze, by the sound of feet scrunching along the sand. Opening her eyes, she lifted her hat, and looked upwards at the man walking a few metres in front of her lounger. Their eyes met, and to her horror, she recognized the fat correction officer.

"Well, well, well, Ms. Stevens, fancy meeting you here."

Her heart sank, what he was doing here, she had hoped she had left all that behind. She tried to look away, but his stare held her.

"Well, this is a pleasant surprise! And what are you doing at Milaka? Are you on holiday?"

"Um er yes. Er yes sir," stammered Tatarina.

He stood there grinning down at her, his skin pale and hairy, his paunch hanging over the front of his swim trunks.

"Is that your hut then, Ms. Stevens? I didn't think your money could stretch to a luxury like that?"

"It's my aunt's sir."

"Oh, is she here with you today?"

"No, sir."

So you are on your own then, Ms. Stevens?"

"Yes, sir," Tatarina said before she could think, regretting it instantly, why hadn't she said there was someone with her?

"Well then, aren't you going to invite me to share one of your seats, after all we are like old friends?" 

He laughed, and without waiting for a reply, placed his bag on the sand, and after passing Tatarina her sun cream, sat down on the chair with a grunt. Tatarina almost felt like crying, here of all places, she thought she could get away from the terrible mistake that had almost ruined her life, and it was all because of this evil man.

The fat man lay back, and scratched his fat belly. He looked down the beach to where the men, who had stopped playing, were lying around on the sand.

"And how long are you here for, Ms. Stevens?"

She looked over to him, shielding her eyes from the glare.

"I've only got a couple of days, and then I have to go home." Her voice squeaked as she held back her tears.

"Good, well that's good, as I have a few days here before I return; maybe we can share this beautiful place."

Tatarina was quiet, and did not reply, as she watched him eyeing her up and down.

He eased back in the lounger and, like Tatarina looked down at the surf. They lay quietly for a while, before she dared to look at him out of the corner of her eyes. He had closed his eyes. 

Tatarina, did not know what to do, she knew, if she tried to leave, he would question her, so she decided maybe it was best to stay, he could hardly try anything here on the open beach. She mused like this for some time before her thoughts were broken.

"That swim suit is a little old fashioned, isn't it, Ms. Stevens?"

She was bit taken aback.

"I like it like that, sir!"

"It's ok, but an attractive young lady like yourself should be proud of her looks, and show them off a little bit more. I mean, you could hardly call it a sun suit, you're barely showing any skin to sunbath with."

He reached down into his bag.

"I'll tell you what, I have a far more suitable costume here, that I bought for my niece this morning, I'm sure she won't mind an old friend of mine borrowing it. In fact, if it suits you I may even give it to you."

"It's alright, sir, I'm more than happy with this one."

"Nonsense, Ms. Stevens, you looked as if you're rugged up for winter."

Tatarina stuttered that she was fine, and she wouldn't want to take his nieces costume.

"No, no, I insist, I'm sure I'd enjoy seeing it on you, so let's not hear anymore silly objections."

Tatarina knew, from the tone of his voice, she would have to put it on. Still she reasoned, if he had bought it for his niece, it would probably be ok. She reached over and took the small packet. Resigned, she stood and started to walk towards the hut.

"Would you like me to help, Ms. Stevens?" He grinned.

"No, thank you, I can manage."

Going inside, she closed the door behind her, and stood silent as the tears started to flow from her eyes. Why, oh why, did he have to turn up to spoil her holiday? She could feel the tears running down her cheeks. Stop it! She thought to herself, he would enjoy it knowing you were crying, pull yourself together. Sniffing, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and pulling the shoulders straps over her shoulders, undressed. Reluctantly placing her suit on the bench she reached into the bag, pulled out the suit and gasped. It consisted of three white triangles with string. Two very small ones and another not much larger! Oh no! She held it up, and stood there naked, staring at the suit. She couldn't wear this! It was obscene!

"Ms. Stevens, are you alright in there, it can't take that long to get changed. I'd better come and help you."

"No! No! It's alright!" She almost shouted in a panic. "I won't be a minute."

"OK, but let me know if you need a hand."

After separated the two items she stepped into the bottoms, drawing the strings with the larger triangle up her legs, feeling the thin string slide between her buttocks. It was so small it barely covered her lightly trimmed pubic hair, and her vulva was only just enclosed. She knew the puckering of her anus would be visible, if she bent over, with just a thin string running across its entrance. Holding the top she slid her arms into the loops and tied the front in a bow. The tiny triangles only just covered her nipples, which of course, left the ample globes of her breasts exposed to view on each side and below. It was tiny. She felt naked, worse than naked, as she knew she would have to go outside, where people would see her. How could she wear this out there? Opening the door, she peeked around the side to make sure there was anybody outside her sanctuary, seeing nobody, she quickly walked out, and strode to her seat, and was about to sit down.

"No need to rush, Ms. Stevens, let's have a look at that costume, and see if it would be suitable for my niece!"

He waved his hand indicating for her to stand in front of him.

"Well, that's a bit better, my you do look a picture, turn around."

He grinned, as the Tatarina turned to his instructions, her tits only just harnessed in the tiny top, and her vulva barely cupped into tiny pouch. As she turned, her back was effectively naked with just two strings running across it. The globes of her buttocks and fine straight back were uncovered and exposed to anyone's touch. As she turned again he stared at her tits, perfect, the heavy globes wobbled slightly as the small bikini top failed to control their movement. Her stomach was flat and tight, under which, the tiny scrap of cloth clung to her mound, caressing it, rather than concealing it.

He smiled at her discomfort, as she was forced to model the skimpy costume. The man in the shop where he had purchased it had said it was for strippers, and not really suitable as a swim suit. As she turned her body, beautifully adorned by the costume, he could feel his cock stiffening in his trunks.

Tatarina could have died, as she stood, being examined under his eyes. As he turned away to look up the beach she quickly lay down on her lounger with her stomach against the towel. The fat officer smiled, as he noted her embarrassment, enjoying the sight of her near naked body, laid out in front of him. He stared at her firm rounded buttocks, with the thin cord disappearing between the crack. His cock was hard and rigid in his trunks and he stroked it absently through the material as he sat and watched her knowing how embarrassing it must be to be wearing such clothing. He lay back enjoying the sun and Ms. Stevens. The gulls paddled back and forth along the waters edge, and the sounds of people further back towards the town completed the scene.

Several minutes past as he just sat, and enjoyed his cleverness. He knew she was coming here, as all ex-correctional inmates have to fill in a destination document if they are leaving the area, even for a few days. He had told the data clerk to let him know if she was going anywhere.

"You do look a picture lying there, Ms. Stevens I must say., but you are going to need a bit more sunscreen on with all that extra skin exposed; I wouldn't want you to get burnt." 

Tatarina realized he was right, with all the extra skin showing she would certainly burn in the gathering heat. She turned to reach for her sunscreen, where she had left it but saw it was now in the fat officer's hand.

"let me help you" he said as he struggled to rise.

"It's alright I can do it."

She reached out her hand knowing it was futile.

"Don't be a silly girl, now just stay there, and I'll do your back."

She sighed, and endured his hands rubbing the cream over her warm skin. She felt revolted by the touch of his hands, but knew she would have to put up with it. Several times he stopped to recharge them as his hand and fingers slid their way down her back, sliding between her cheeks and even grazing against her anus as he fondled her nakedness. She turned slightly and noticed the men down the beach were sitting up watching her from a distance. They were a little too far to see her properly, but they must have noticed her change of swimsuit.

"Turn round and let's do the front, we wouldn't want that side to get burnt, now would we?"

He grinned evilly, she was helpless to stop him as his hands, covered with cream, slid across her shoulders and then down where he fondled her breasts, his fingers sliding under the thin material as they sought her nipples, his hands cupped her breasts squeezing and fondling them.

"Please, that will do!"

"Don't be silly I haven't finished yet Ms. Stevens."

His hands continued down to her stomach, where he slid his fingers, under the tiny scrap of cloth, through her pubic hair and inevitably onto her sex. He spent a while rubbing her clitoris, and vaginal entrance before descending down her legs, until she had been stroked all over..

"Lovely, Ms. Stevens, I'll get you to rub some over me."

He handed her the bottle and stood. She rose off the lounger and cringed as she started to rub the cream over his pale flaccid body. 

They made an odd couple this beautiful young curvy redhead, and the fat paunchy old man. He stood facing towards the town as she prepared to put the cream on. Her small delicate hands rubbed the lotion over his hairy back. When she finished he turned, facing away from the town. She repeated the operation on his front. However, her eyes were soon drawn to the huge bulge in his swim suit, as his cock stiffened even more as he enjoyed her ministrations. Her hands traveled down until they had reached his belly. The head of his cock by now was poking out the top of his trunks.

He reached down, and lowering his suit, allowed his large erection to stand out under his fat belly. He tucked the trunks under his hairy balls, and stood still his arms behind his back. His huge fat cock stood out obscenely in the bright sunlight. The knob was already bright and red. With the foreskin peeled back.

"I think you know what to do there Ms. Stevens."

"Please, not here, what if someone comes."

"I'm sure somebody will!" He laughed.

"Ms. Stevens, no one is taking any notice, there is no one up this end of the beach, now I'm sure you wouldn't want to disappoint me again."

Tatarina sighed as she crouched down and slid the erect cock into her mouth and proceeded to orally masturbate him, here in the open, on the beach. As her head nodded back and forth the tip of his cock tickled her throat making her gag, she knew from past experiences that she would have take the full length into her mouth, so relaxing her throat she allowed the long fat cock to slide past the back of her tongue, until his pubic hair brushed her nose. She gagged a bit, but quickly got it under control.

The fat officer grinned to himself, as he watched the beautiful near naked women sublimate herself in front of him, her head bobbing up and down on his shaft. He was already excited by the sheer presence of this woman on the beach, and so it did not take long for him to feel the familiar, pleasurable build up of tension, prior to him ejaculating. As he did, very quickly, shooting his seed into her mouth. He grunted with pleasure, as his cock squirted out its load. Tatarina nearly retched as the salty liquid filled her mouth, but she knew better than to be sick, and swallowed the semen. The officer withdrew his deflating cock as she knelt, her head bowed in front of him, waiting for his command.

"Excellent, Ms. Stevens, I see you haven't lost your touch, now let's relax and enjoy the sun, shall we."

He tucked the now flaccid cock back into his trunks, and sighed with pleasure.

With which he indicated for Tatarina to sit back on the lounger, and he did likewise. 

Tatarina was at a loss for what to do. She could hardly leave now, as she had only just arrived. The presence of the fat officer had mesmerized her, and she could not get her brain to work, to find some excuse to leave. Although, in her heart she knew he would prevent her from going, past experiences had taught her that much. So she forced herself to lay back and close her eyes, before they again filled with tears. 

The fat officer looked at this lovely woman lying next to him and smiled as he thought of the pleasures that awaited him for the rest of the day. He surveyed the beach and watched the waves for a while. Back towards the town, he could see the men huddling together, occasionally turning towards where he lay. He felt sure they were the topic of their conversation; he wondered if they realized she was sucking his cock a while ago. He smiled at the memory, and already felt a small stirring in his loins as he thought about it.

He dozed for a while, but with a slight start he awoke, and looked at his watched; an hour and a half had past, and he was feeling thirsty. Tatarina still lay silent beside him, apparently asleep.

"I think we need some refreshments, Ms. Stevens, what do you say to an ice cream?"

"No thank you, sir, I'm alright."

"Don't be silly girl, this is a holiday, enjoy yourself. Come along, we'll go and fetch some shall we? I believe there was a shop along the front back towards the town."

Tatarina knew she could not refuse, and stood up.

"I'll go and change, sir."

"Whatever for, Ms. Stevens, you look fine as you are."

"But I'll need to get my purse sir!"

"Don't worry about that, now come along, and don't let me hear any more excuses."

Tatarina was about to object again, but knew it would be no use, so looking down to check the meager scraps of cloth did something to conceal her nipples and pubic hair. They started back towards the town, an odd couple with the fat officer, whose fat belly quivered, and the attractive redhead whose tits did likewise. The officer enjoyed the spectacle of Tatarina's breasts wobbling slightly, as the bikini top struggled, and failed to control her large tits. They approached the men, who were now standing, and throwing the beach ball to each other. One wolf whistled again, as they walked past, making Tatarina blush. The fat officer laughed.

"I think, you have some admirers there, Ms. Stevens."

As they walked on by she could hear the men talking.

"Did you see that, those tits, that bum."

Yeah, and who was that fat git, lucky bugger."

"Yeah, I think he was putting some cream on her just now."

"I'd like to put some cream on her, you know what I mean!"

They all sniggered at that remark, as Tatarina and the officer moved out of hearing.




The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 12



I was not long before they approached the end of the esplanade, and the tourist end of town. Passing a few more holiday makers, Tatarina drew more admiring views from the men, although there were less than admiring looks from their wives and girlfriends! Tatarina was relieved that she had chosen an off season time of the year, as during the busy months the beach and esplanade were thronging with people. 

Tatarina sighed in relief as at least the ice creamery was the first shop along the esplanade. Behind the counter, a young man was smiling as they approached. Tatarina could see him furtively looking at her chest as she reached the counter. 

"Well, Ms. Stevens, let's see what they have?"

The young man continued grinning, as she stood looking down at the selection of gelatos and ice creams. The fat officer seemed in no hurry to make a selection, in fact seemed to enjoy taking his time. One by one he asked the man the names of the various ices.

"Ah, so much to choose from isn't that right, Ms. Stevens?"

"Yes sir."

"I think we will have two lemon gelatos shall we, as I do need to watch my figure, as well as watching yours of course!"

Tatarina blushed, and turned away from the counter to watch the other people on the beach, walking a short distance over to the railing on the edge of the promenade. She leaned over placing her hands on the warm metal.

As the officer waited he talked to the man about the tourists and the beach, asking all sorts of questions as the man got his ice-creams together. Luckily they were the only ones at the counter, as the esplanade seemed almost empty at this mid morning time. Tatarina was just too far to listen to their conversation, trying to switch off from what was happening around her.

"Are there a lot of pretty girls here in the summer?"

"Of course, sir, we get a lot of office workers on the long weekend."

"And a lot of admirers too, I would imagine?"

"Of course, especially down at the bottom end of the beach where the girls go topless."

"That's tolerated here is it then? I thought it was illegal?"

"Oh, I don't think the local police worry too much about that sort of thing, sir."

"Oh well, that is useful to know then. Do you think my friend here would look nice topless?"

"My oath! That would be a sight for sore eyes!"

"Yes, she is rather lovely, isn't she?"

"That's for sure, though I'm afraid she's a bit out of my league, I'm just one of the poor buggers that can look but not touch, even though it would be a real pleasure if you don't mind me saying, sir."

"Not at all young man, maybe we can rectify that, by the way do you have any sun cream there behind the counter?"

"Yes, I always keep some here, as the sun can burn in the middle of the season."

The young man finished the ices, and placed them on the stand.

"That'll be twenty sorkos, sir."

"Oh dear, I think we have forgotten to bring our money, oh dear, what can I do. Ms. Stevens! Can you come here please?"

Tatarina walked over to the stand, allowing a man and women past before she wandered over, the man openly staring at her breasts as she stood there.

"I have forgotten my wallet, and by the looks of it you don't have any money on you. I know, maybe we can leave something here as a deposit until we return, would that be alright young man?"

"Certainly sir, what do you propose?"

"Well, I don't think I will leave my watch, as it is very valuable and so I suppose it will have to be something else. I know we could give you a piece of clothing, and then pick it up later, when we have some money, would that be alright?"

"Well, I suppose so," the man hesitantly.

Tatarina could believe what she was hearing, how could they give him any clothing, they didn't have any to spare, unless.....

"Well, Ms. Stevens, I can hardly give the young man my shorts, as I would be arrested, so you had better hand over your top, would that be acceptable young man?"

The young mans eyes lit up.

"I suppose that would be OK."

"Please, sir, I can't not here, it's not right."

"Of course you can, this young man assures me that many young girls sunbath topless here. Now come along, and let's get on before this lovely ice cream melts. You go behind the counter there, and let the young man take your top off, and, as we don't want your nipples to get burnt, you had better get him to put some cream on them."

"But sir!"

"Come along, Ms. Stevens, don't make me cross."

Tatarina knew she had to obey the officer, and so she ducked under the counter to stand before the stunned young man. Not believing his good fortune, he reached up and pulled on the loose end of the bow holding the two front ends of Tatarina's top together. As the string separated, the two triangles covering her nipples, flipped aside, leaving them open to his gaze. Staring at her breasts, he slid the skimpy material off, not believing his luck. 

"The sun cream young man, come along, we don't have all day."

Quickly, before his chance disappeared, the man squirted some lotion onto his hands and proceeded to rub it all over Tatarina's breasts. Tatarina stood blushing furiously as the man fondled and squeezed them. Her nipples erecting themselves into pink acorns under his ministrations, making her blush even more. After a minute or so, the officer waved the ices.

"That will do, now come along, this ice cream is starting to melt."

Tatarina quickly ducked under the counter and stood up, her breasts naked to the world, wearing a piece of clothing not half the size of a pocket handkerchief. The officer handed her the gelato cone as he started back along the beach and a mortified, Tatarina, was forced to follow. The fat officer sauntered slowly along enjoying her embarrassment as strollers passed, all staring at her, as she paraded half naked before them, her breasts swinging languidly from side to side, her nipples still erect from the mauling they received.

A middle-aged couple approached them, the man staring at her breasts as they drew nearer. The woman was dowdy and plain and wore a brightly flowered top and knee length shorts. She also stared at Tatarina as they passed, with a sour look on her face.

"Did you see that hussy, Motik! Disgusting!"

"What was that my love?"

The couple passed, the woman still talking. Tatarina, as she looked down the beach, dreaded getting to the young men who were back to playing with their ball. She nervously licked her cone. Of course, as they approached, the men stopped playing, and now stared openly as she approached. Tatarina could have died, but the officer smiled as they walked past.

"Hey look, she's not got any top on!"

"Cor, look at that!"

"Look at those tits!"

"Wow, shake 'em baby"

The crude comments rang in her ears, as she walked on down the beach.

"Yes, I certainly think you made an impact there, Ms. Stevens!"

Tatarina could have died, as she finished the last of the ice cream.

They finally approached the hut, and Tatarina quickly dived onto her lounger, hiding her breasts under her body as she lay down. The officer smiled, enjoying her humiliation, as once more he admired her body, as he enjoyed the warm sunlight.

He mused over the good fortune that had come his way, when he had met her those many months ago. If she had just let him fuck her there and then, the whole thing would have been over with, and she would have just been a moment's pleasure. But, her abject refusal to let him use her had motivated him in another direction. Her incarceration in the Correction Center, had done nothing to quench his desire for her, but in fact had moved it to new heights. He had no problem sharing her with other men, it was her humiliation that aroused him.

He sat contented, watching the water and enjoying the feeling of being on holiday, even though his job was hardly demanding, he did have to fill in endless forms and reports. 

He was trying for a senior officer rank, and the exams were a month away. He desperately wanted to pass, as it virtually guaranteed a job in one of the correctional centers if he wanted, and knowing now what he did about these centers, he definitely wanted it. 

Reaching into his bag, he slid out a manual that he had promised himself to read even now on holiday, and for the next hour he perused the pages. Occasionally as he looked down at Tatarina, laying or snoozing; his loins would stir, but reluctantly, he returned to his book. 

Tatarina stirred, she was uncomfortable laying on her front all the time, and even though she would be showing her breasts, turned over and sat up to read her book, ever conscious of her nakedness as she looked down at the pages.

The officer smiled, as he again looked over at Tatarina. His cock stiffened again, this time though, the need to satisfy it, became more urgent, and his heart started pumping at the sight of her nakedness. Slowly, the head of his shaft started to poke out of the top of his trunks, until a good inch or two was exposed.

"Well, Ms. Stevens, I think my old fella needs servicing again, but this time I think we might need a more intimate relief. Perhaps you would like to go into the hut and prepare yourself and I'll be in a moment. Here take this; I think you know what to do!

As he passed her a bottle of baby oil, Tatarina reluctantly stood, and with a sad look on her face, knowing what would have to happen, walked over to the hut and went inside. 

She sighed. Why me? She said to herself, again, for the thousandth time. Why had she been so stupid! 

Undoing the bottle she poured the oil onto her hand and, reluctant to remove even the scanty G-string clothing, she slid it to one side, and then used her finger to rub the oil into her vagina. Her finger slid in easily with the lubrication, as she worked more and more inside. Just in case, she also forced some of the oil into her anus, as she was never sure where the officer would satisfy himself. She had just about finished when the door opened and the fat officer stood his body shadowed by the bright light behind. Although the light inside the hut was dim, she could hardly miss the stiff cock pointing at her, as he pulled the front of his trunks down his trunks down, to expose himself.

"Ah, are we ready, Ms. Stevens? Good and so eager, you haven't even wasted time taking off your trunks! Excellent, now just bend over that table, that's right, I'll slide that string out the way, now open your cheeks, good!"

Tatarina did as ordered spreading her buttocks with her hands, exposing her sex and anus to his view.

The officer rubbed the head of his cock up and down her crack, coating the tip with the excess oil. Which hole eh? Well, what a choice? What did it matter, he had all day after all. Quickly, his slid thick cock into her well oiled vagina. She grunted as it slid inside her. 

The officer grinned. The feeling was exquisite, the tightness of Tatarina's vagina squeezing his shaft. He worked it in and out; enjoying the feel of her buttocks against his body, there was a slurping noise as he pumped away. He reached forward and cupped her breasts, as his cock continued to violate her. He had no delusions about how she detested him, as he looked down his fat hairy belly to the exquisite body of the young woman, as he fucked her.

Tatarina grimaced, as his cocked sawed away inside her, only hoping the officer would quickly satisfy himself. He grunted away for a while, until she felt the familiar stiffening, and then the twitching inside her, as he came in her vagina. 

"Ah! Yes, lovely!!"

The Officer squeezed her breasts, as he enjoyed the post climax, before sliding his deflating cock out, wiping the excess semen off, on her buttocks.

"Very nice, Ms. Steven, you always please me. Now, perhaps you had better go and have a swim and clean up."

Tatarina needed no prompting to exit the hut, and get away from the officer, running down the beach and into the cool ocean. She didn't even worry about her breasts bobbing away as she pounded across the sand. 

She washed herself in the water, rubbing the semen away, even pushing her fingers into her vagina to rid herself of the officer's filth. Finally, satisfied, she dived under the surface of the crystal clear sea. The water felt wonderful, and for the next twenty minutes, she enjoyed the cool privacy her submersion provided. Occasionally looking up the beach, where the fat officer had returned to the loungers. 

She lay back, enjoying the water, the sun warm and bright on her face. The saltiness of the ocean entered her mouth and she squirted it out. 

She floated on her back and just lay there enjoying the solitude. Losing track of time, she started to turn towards the hut. Standing up on tip toes, she looked over to the officer, and to her surprise saw the young men from down the beach standing talking to him. What did they want? One of them threw the beach ball up and caught it repeatedly. They seemed in deep discussion. She could see them occasionally looking her way, which gave her a worrying feeling in her stomach. The water was starting to feel cool and she would have to get out soon or risk getting a chill.

To her horror, the officer waved to her, indicating she was to come out.

Reluctantly she started to wade into shallower water, where her breasts were now visible. She cupped her hands over her breasts as she waded closer, feeling her hard erected nipples against her palms.

Coming out of the deeper water, deeper hole on the sea bed and a large wave caught her by surprise, pushing her over in the surf. She was tumbled over and over, until at last she could stand up, spluttering, as she recovered. She shook her head, and continued to walk on up towards the officer and the men. As she got closer to the edge of the water, she felt something was not right, and looking down she realized, horrified that the bottom part of her bikini had gone. 

In a panic she look around, but the turbulence, and the foaming white surf, made finding the flimsy white piece of cloth an impossible task. She desperately looked around but to no avail. She had no choice but to leave the water as she was, totally naked. 

Covering her breasts with one arm and her crotch with her other hand, she started up the beach, the soft heavy sand making moving quickly difficult. Finally, she reached some firmer ground and started to run, her face burning with shame. The men grinned as they watched her come closer.

She ran past them to the hut, seeking a sanctuary to hide her nakedness. She uncovering her breasts as she tried the handle, but the door was locked!

Turning round, she went to grab her towel, but that was gone as well.

"Why, Ms. Stevens, whatever is the matter, and why are you so agitated. Come and meet these nice men."

"Where's my towel and the keys, please?!"

"Why it's inside Ms. Stevens, I used it to wipe..."

"But I need to get it, please, where's my keys?" Tatarina interrupted, before the officer could say anymore.

"Oh they're somewhere around, anyway, I don't know what all the fuss is about, now stop being rude, and come and meet these nice young men."

Tatarina was flabbergasted, here she was stark naked in front of four grinning men, and he wanted her to meet them, as if she were fully clothed! Four complete strangers! On a public beach! What did he think he was doing?

The men smiled at her discomfort as they stared at her. Their eyes roamed over her body.

The fat officer came over to Tatarina and taking her arm led her over to the four men, she was too stunned to resist.

"This is Jozef, Matra, Karty, and Hassam. Shake their hands then!"

Tatarina thought this is crazy, but knowing she had to obey the officer uncovered her breasts and, one by one, shook their hands whilst cupping her sex in her other hand. They were obviously enjoying themselves, as they stared openly at her breasts, which swung gently on her chest as she leaned forward to shake their hands. Her downcast eyes were drawn to the bulges in their lad's trunks as their young cocks erected themselves inside the constraining clothing.

"Hello." They all muttered none of them looking her in the eyes; they had better places to look! She realized there was no point in concealing her breasts to them and so stood, bewildered, only covering her crotch as the officer smiled.

"These men were wondering if you would like to play beach ball with them?"

"But what about my swimsuit, I can't play like this."

"I don't see why not, after all they are not complaining, and besides there is nobody up this end of the beach, now get along and enjoy yourself! Here!"

The officer took the ball off one of the men and threw it to Tatarina, who instinctively grabbed it, revealing the neat triangle of her public mound to the men.

"That's the way; you don't want to be stuck with an old tosser like me all day, now do you?"

For the next hour, Tatarina burning with humiliation was forced to play naked with the men. Her breasts bobbing and wobbling about her chest, and her hairy maidenhead now fully exposed. From time to time, as she tumbled in the sand, her vulva came into view, rewarding the men with a view of her naked pink lips. ( You may remember, part of Tatarina release notes were that she had to keep her cunt lips free of hair at all times!)

The men laughed and joked, as they teased Tatarina even more with the ball, making her stretch to reach it, as the fat officer smirked to himself.

Very occasionally, members of the public would walk by, staring at the sight of Tatarina's nudity. Several tried to stay and watch, but were waved on by the officer. Two couples passed, the women pulling their men friends past the obscene game, while tutting out loud.

Tatarina was exhausted, the games seem to go on for ever, and as the fat officer did not seemed to object, the games became more physical as the time drew on. 

The men took little time to get her playing games where they had the opportunity to grasp her, wrestling the ball from her whilst taking every opportunity to touch her naked body.

After a while her breasts were red from the fondling she had received, as they covertly, and then overtly squeezed and caressed them. At one time they had her piggy backing on one of the men, whilst they tried to push them over. With her legs opened around her carrier, her sex and anus were fully exposed. She could feel their fingers on her buttocks, sliding ever closer to her vagina. It was not long before they were grasping her, and opening her lips, to reveal the entrance to her vagina, as they played.

Pretending to do acrobatics, they had her seated on their hands, giving them ample opportunity to finger the outside of her vagina, and then, they were fingering inside her vagina. 

Tatarina was helpless to stop them, looking over at the officer, beseeching him with her eyes, but of course he was in heaven with his young victim suffering all kinds of humiliations in front of him. His cock grew harder and harder, until finally he decided it was again time to release the building pressure.

He waved them over.

As the men came over, all their trunks stood out in front from their rampant cocks. One even poked out over the top, as it was too long to be concealed. The man was red from embarrassment and covered it with is hand.

"Look what you done Ms. Stevens these poor men struggling with their manhood, come on you lot, over here."

He waved them over, to where he was sitting. Tatarina uncertain as to what he was thinking looked down to see he also had a large erection that was popping out of his trunks. 

"You look as though you need a rest, Ms. Stevens! And look what you've done – again."

With which, the officer pulled down his trunks revealing his large fat cock to the men, which he stroked with his pudgy fingers.





The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 12



"Now, Ms. Stevens, you just sit down on this!"

"What!"

"Yes now, face away and slide this up your bum!"

"But I can't......"

"You're not going to be silly about this are you Ms. Stevens." The officer said as he waved his stiff cock at her.

Tatarina sighed, as the men looked on, amazed at the turn of events. Tatarina moved over to the officer and turning round placed one leg each side of the lounger and bent over, lowered herself towards the officers waiting cock. She quickly wet her hand and smeared the tip of his member with her saliva to facilitate it entering her body. The men leaned over as her vaginal slit was now fully exposed to them.

"Can you do that then?"

"Isn't it illegal?"

The tip of the officer's cock touched Tatarina's anus, and started to force its way inside, fortunately there was still lots of lubricant inside, and after relaxing her sphincter a bit, allowed the cock to enter into her rectum.

"Argh!"

"Lovely! Always a pleasure."

"Look at that!"

"Jesus!"

"Now you men, come closer, and let Ms. Stevens see those cocks. How about letting Ms. Stevens wank you off, would you like that?"

Tatarina could believe it she was being prostituted here to these young men.

"Of course, she will have to satisfy me as well, but I'm sure she can do both things at once, after all she is very skilled!"

Looking up the empty beach to see if it was empty, the men looked at each other and laughing came closer. The one with his cock peeping out of his trunks dropped the front and let his cock swing free. It was stiff, the tip purple, fully upright with his excitement.

"Come closer, she can do you all at once!"

The men couldn't believe it, and with wide grins stared as Tatarina was forced to perform in front of them. Her vagina was gaping as the officer's cock impaled her anus. They clustered round, hiding her from any passers by, Moving closer, their rampant cocks pointing at her as they stood in a semi-circle, lowering their trunks to reveal their erections. She reach forward, and with both hands started to rub the men cocks, of course it took hardly any time at all, and before long, the spurts of semen were lacing her breasts and body, as the young men powerfully ejaculated. She could feel the officer's cock huge and stiff in her anus, the movement of her body as she masturbated the men exciting the officer. As the last man came over her body, the officer's cock stiffened even more, and she could feel it pulsing inside her as he came!

"Wonderful, OK you lot, that's it for today, shove off and maybe we will see you again." The men laughed.

"Thanks mister that was amazing!"

"Yeah ta."

"Amazing."

"What a pity we have to leave tomorrow!"

"Yeah!"

The men nudged and elbowed each other as the strolled back down the beach.

"Well, Ms. Stevens, it looks as though you'll have to go for another swim then!"

Shame filling her face Tatarina slid off the officer cock and stood, her breasts and body spattered with the men's semen, and quickly sprinted down the beach to wash the filth off her body, the sea water hiding her tears as she wept to herself. 

What was she to do, as today was just the first day, and already she had been forced to have sex with the officer and masturbate total strangers, and she was here for a week!

Tatarina stayed in the water as long as she could, but in the end, the cold water again forced her to come to shore. Waiting for the beach to clear, she took a deep breath, and sprinted to the hut. The officer looked up from his book, smiling as she frantically looked around to find the key. As she unconsciously bent over, her naked buttocks framed her perfect cunt. The officer watched her as she looked everywhere, but all that was there were her book and her sunglasses.

"The keys, where are the keys?" Tatarina was frantic, as coming along the beach about fifty yards away was a family with three small children.

"Ah, I think I left it in the hut, sorry about that. I tell you what you can use my towel."

The officer tossed his towel over to Tatarina who quickly wrapped it around herself. Tying it like a sari over her breasts, it was just long enough to be decent by about an inch, but gaped at the side, showing anyone who was looking that she was not wearing anything down there.

"There it's a pity to hide such a lovely body, Ms. Stevens, but then I suppose we do have to protect the younger generation from sexual criminals like you!"

Tatarina blushed at the mention of sexual criminal, as that was how the law now classified her, even though it was her sense of decency that had stopped her being molested by this animal in the first place!

"Look mummy, that lady has a towel wrapped around her just like you do when you get out the bath, do you think she's got no clothes on!"

"Shush Motri, what a thing to say, of course she has, what ever are you thinking!"

The family progressed further down the beach. Tatarina was thankful they didn't pass a while back as she was being buggered by the officer in front of the men. She looked around for the men but they had left.

"Ms. Stevens, I've had enough of the beach for one day, and I do have work to do, let's walk back. I believe there is a beach manager's office on the pier; he may have a master key to the huts. As it's on our way, we should call in there."

"Please sir, I can't walk back; like this, could you go for me?"

"Nonsense, Ms. Stevens, you look perfectly decent to me, now come along before I change my mind and take my towel back!"

The fat officer got up with some difficulty, and collected his bits, putting them in his bag. Tatarina pulled the loungers closer to the hut, she would have to come back and put them in later. Picking up her bag, she walked next to the officer towards the town and the pier. She was very conscious of her near nakedness, and squeezed the towel close to her body. The fresh breeze from the beach chilled the wetness of her pubic hair.

The esplanade started to get busier, with tourists and locals wandering along, barely taking any notice of Tatarina and the officer as they walked side by side. The sound of the various shops and entertainment arcades filled the air with jingly tunes and the sounds of bells ringing.

On the pier was a large white ornate building, with a red domed roof, which housed a ballroom. Around it were small shops and arcades selling gaudy trinkets and seaside items. Small children stared in delight at the bright toys that hung as prizes behind the various arcade fronts. The two walked onto the wooden slatted decking, through which you could see the sea surging backwards and forwards. A sign indicated the way to the Booking Office. 

"Let's try there shall we, Ms. Stevens.'

They passed the front entrance to the ballroom, where a large poster was pasted, advertising a Charity Adult Lingerie Parade. The date was today's, so it was being run that night. At the bottom was a banner urging Girls to apply, the audition date was yesterday. There was a rather tacky picture of a girl wearing bra, panties, stockings and suspenders in a spotlight. A big gold splash on one corner spelled out, "Prize for best model".

"What a pity, you would have done very well in that, Ms. Stevens, you might have even won some money."

Tatarina was horrified at the thought of volunteering to parade in public, no thank you. It had been bad enough in the Correction Center, without volunteering outside, she reddened at remembering of all those mornings running naked in the parade ground, and afterwards..........

"I don't think so, sir, anyway it is closed."

They found the managers office, but pinned to the green painted door was a sign saying he was out, but in an emergency, could be found in the ballroom. Tatarina sighed, getting these keys was getting to be more difficult than she anticipated, especially dressed in only a towel. What bothered her more was why the officer wanted to stay with her.

"Please sir, I'll be alright, you can go if you like."

"Nonsense, Ms. Stevens, I'll help, it's the least I can do!"

He grinned, as he replied. Returning to the ballroom entrance, they turned the handle and pushed open the door. There was a short foyer, with toilets to one side, and then another set of double doors. Pushing these doors open, they entered the large ballroom where, in the center, two men were talking together. They both turned as Tatarina and the officer entered.

"Can I help you?"

"I hope so," the officer replied, as they continued to walk over to the men, who were standing in front of a long low well lit catwalk that stretched from a semi-circular stage to almost other end of the hall. Tatarina reluctantly followed, constantly aware of her near nudity. There was a glass roof, through which filtered sunlight fell onto the stage and the catwalk. Palms in tubs were dotted about the place, giving it a very tropical feel. 

She looked at the men, both in suits, middle aged, one very skinny and the other a little over weight; they both smiled at Tatarina as she got closer. She could see them eyeing up her legs as they approached.

"Sorry to trouble you, but this young lady has locked her keys in her hut, and was wondering whether you have a master key."

"You're in luck I do, you know, you're the third one this week. They're upstairs in the office, I won't be a minute, and then I'll get them for you. We're just putting the finishing touches to the show for tonight. It's been a bit of a rush as one of the girls couldn't make it, and we have been trying to find a stand in."

"Is that the Lingerie Parade, well I was talking to my friend here about that. I believe you use local girls, do they need to be skilled models?"

"No, not at all, we show the girls where to walk and where to stand. 

"Yes I can see your problem. Well I might have a solution, Ms. Stevens would like to help, but she only arrived this morning isn't that right, Ms. Stevens?"

"Please sir, I don't........."

"She's so modest," he said opening his hands. "Maybe she could fill in for the girls that missing? That's of course if you think she's suitable."

The two men look again at Tatarina, their eyes roaming up and down her body.

"Well, it is a bit tricky, as I have already shown the girls what to do and where to walk. And of course, I have auditioned all the girls in swim suits to check out if they have the right type of shape."

"Are you sure you can't reconsider, Ms. Stevens was so looking forward to going on the stage!"

Tatarina gasped! Looking forward, no way!

"She's got a nice pair of legs, eh Werna, and she certainly a good looker."

"Now you mention it she is, better than half the old slappers that turn up for the fun of showing off!"

"You're right there!"

He seemed to be considering the proposal as he stroked his chin with his fingers. Well maybe it's worth a try; I tell you what, get up on the cat walk and let's have a look at you."

"Please sir I'm not sure....."

"Come on, Ms. Stevens, no need to be shy!"

"Oh! Alright then if I have too!" Tatarina said miserably. The officer held out his hand for Tatarina to grasp, as she stepped up onto the catwalk, she was careful to lift her leg up away from the strangers as she knew she would show off her hairy pubes if she did.

She stood waiting,

"OK, just walk up and down."

Tatarina did as ordered, taking a few steps one way and quickly turning to return to stand in front of them once more, feeling like a prize cow on view!

"Nice, certainly got the legs, tell you what, let's have a look in your swimsuit, and then we'll make a final decision."

He waved his arm at her to indicate she should drop her towel. Tatarina heart missed a beat.

"I'm sorry sir, but I've got nothing on under this towel, so I can't show you..."

"Oh, is that right!, you naughty girl!"

He winked at the other man, as they grinned at each other, and laughed.

"Well that's a pity, as you probably would have had a chance, however we don't have time to wait until you go and get dressed. Besides, it is an Adult Lingerie Parade, so some of the costumes are a bit risque if you get my drift."

"Come on, Ms. Stevens, now we are all adults here, I'm sure there's no problem with you removing your towel, here give it to me!"

He reached out, and Tatarina knew again she would have to comply and expose her nakedness to more complete strangers. Tatarina looked around the room nervously, to see if there was anybody else around, as if it would have made any difference. Blushing deeply, she tugged on the overlapping edge and let the towel fell away revealing her nakedness. She leant down and passed the officer her last scrap of modesty. She didn't bother to cover her breasts, but her hands moved by instinct to cover her pubes.

"Wow, look at that, what a nice rack!"

The men stared at her breasts, as she stood before them, her body glowing in the lights, her nipples dark against the paleness of her breasts. She stood looking down, as their eyes crawled over her. The officer nodded and indicated her crotch, sighing, she moved her hands away from her pubes exposing her red thatch to them to complete her humiliation!

There was a heavy silence as Tatarina stood still, all her assets on show.

"Wow, well there's no doubt as to whether she's got what it takes, Christ, look at that."

"Maybe you should reconsider, and show Ms. Stevens what she has to do. What do you think?"

"Yes well in the circumstances, I think we could make an exception here. Now what did they do yesterday?"

"Please sir, can I get the towel back now?"

"Patience! Just wait Ms. Stevens, until the man has finished."

"That's right, they walk from the stage to the end of the catwalk do a couple of turns and walk back. Ok pet, maybe you can show us what you look like."

Pet! The word rang in her ears. For the next five minutes the men had Tatarina parading along the catwalk nude as they enjoyed her displayed. Her breasts swaying as she was made to repeatedly strut along the stage, sometimes faster and sometimes slower. As she walked she could hear the officer talking to the manager, although she could not really hear what he was saying. At one stage, the manager got onto the catwalk and led her about, patting her on her bare behind when he wanted her to do something. The bulge in his pants, showed her display certainly turned him on. They once more turned and walked the length of the stage, but on turning, Tatarina was horrified to see that the officer had vanished, along with her towel!

"Where's the off..... I mean my friend?" She stuttered in shock finding her self naked and alone with two complete strangers.

"He had to go to the boy's room. He said to carry on as if he was here, whatever that means. I think we have all that covered, even if you're not! "

The men laughed at Tatarina's embarrassment.

"Now I'm afraid we have to finish as I have a lot to do, now pet, if you'll come with me, we'll sign the contract forms and I'll get those keys. Farrid, let the lady's friend know we will be back in a moment."

He took Tatarina's arm, and overcoming her resistance, led here over to a side door which opened onto a short brightly lit passage with windows on one side which looked over the bay. A short way along, was a steep narrow stairway. The man directed Tatarina to walk ahead and go up the stairs as he followed behind, giving him an uninterrupted view of her hairless vulva. Finally they arrived and he handed her a thick wad of paper.

"You don't have to bother to read these; they're the usual legal rubbish, just sign at the end, there."

Tatarina took the pen and signed the forms. The man picked up the form, and quickly filed it away. He walked over to a key board and took down a set of keys holding them up he said.

"Your friend said you might show a little appreciation for these...." His eyes indicated downwards.

Tatarina sighed and kneeling down started to unzip the man's trousers.....

It was ten minutes later when Tatarina was returned, still naked, to the ballroom and was given her towel back by the fat officer, who grinned as he saw her.

"I hope you were appreciative, Ms. Stevens!"

"She certainly was!"

And he laughed to see her face as she almost burst into tears.

"Now come along, I have a lot to do. You said Ms. Stevens has to be back by 7.00 was that right?"

"Yes, we start the parade at 8, it doesn't take a long time to get the girls together, after all they don't take a long time dressing! "

The men laughed.

He handed the officer a sheet of paper.

"All the instructions are here, ok I have to go, I look forward to seeing more of you later, pet, ha, ha, ha!"

Tatarina felt like disappearing through the floor. Being made to walk around in front of these men, and now having to parade in a lingerie show! 

As they walked away, the officer smiled to himself at the position he had placed Tatarina into, above all else he loved humiliating her, even more than having sex with her although that was a bonus.

"Please, sir, do I have to do this?"

"Of course you do Ms. Stevens, you're helping out that nice man, now I have to leave you, but don't you worry about a thing."

"But Sir I...."

"Now no buts, Ms. Stevens, just be yourself, I'm sure you'll be fine. Also the manager said to wear loose clothing to the show, to avoid having any lines on that lovely body of yours. I suggest a cotton dress, you won't need anything else, do you understand? Of course she did, he meant with out any underwear, You can keep my towel for now, I mean we wouldn't want you to be arrested, now I must go."

With which he left. Tatarina wrapped the towel closer around her body, and sadly went to pick up her clothes from the hut.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 13



The Parade

Tatarina spent a restless afternoon, dreading what would happen that night. All her plans for a quiet get away had evaporated with the arrival of the fat officer. Slowly, the clock clicked its way towards the evening, as Tatarina sat trying to read her book. 

Even knowing she was trapped, she was still determined to look her best. She showered and made up, brushing her hair to give it a lustrous shine. Finally, as the fateful hour arrived, she picked up her bag and left for the pier. As she arrived, acutely aware that she was only wearing a thin cotton dress, there was already a queue, made up mostly of men. There were several embarrassing wolf whistles as she made her way to the stage door, where a man with a clip board stood by the entrance.

"Name?"

Tatarina gave it. 

"Now let's see, you're in cubicle 13, it's along there on the right, there's a stack of costumes you'll be wearing tonight inside, but don't get changed until you're told. They're numbered so don't get them mixed up!"

As Tatarina walked down the corridor, she could hear the muffled sounds of music coming from the ballroom. There were several other girls, who obviously knew each other, milling around in the corridor. She got a few ugly stares, but managed to ignore them as she found her way to her cubicle.

It was a tiny, with a tatty curtain as a door that barely gave any privacy. Inside, was a stool and narrow vanity in front of a brightly lit mirror. On the vanity was a couple of old magazines, a number 10 on with a Velcro strap, and a series of small packages. She knew she had to wear the number on her wrist, as the manger had instructed her to do so earlier. 

Tatarina sat down, and taking out her makeup, spent the next few minutes touching up her face, the butterflies in her stomach making her feel slightly nauseous.

"Everyone, here please."

A voice called out.

Tatarina left the room and joined the line of giggling girls as they made their way to a larger area, just behind the stage of the main ballroom. The manager was waiting for them when they arrived, he looked the girls over, smiling, as his eyes fell on Tatarina. She could hear a dull hum coming from the ballroom, as it started to fill up with patrons.

"Listen up please, you will be called just before eight o'clock, please be dressed with your first item and remember to wear your number, I want you in order, ready to start the show. You will parade as you've been shown. When you return off the stage, go back to your cubicles and wait to be called for the next parade, which will be about 10 minutes after the first call. We will do 4 changes each half, so make sure you are ready on time. Oh, and there's just one other thing!" He smiled. "To avoid any strap lines on those lovely bodies. You will remain naked between parades, I will check on this, as it is very important."

There was a gasp from the girls, and murmurs of discontent.

"I know that sounds strange, but the committee has decided, and let me assure, you it is becoming common practice."

"He's right you know, down in Bafen, they do the same thing."

It was an old hand reassuring the other worried girls.

He smiled to himself, of course he didn't mention it was especially important as the mirrors were two way allowing selected members of the public, usually rich and influential, among them police and judges, to view the girl's charms as they waited. It was amazing to watch the girls between the parades, the tension and nervousness often resulting in the girls masturbating to release the tension. Several videos were taken of these activities!

"Ok, if you're ready there is just 15 minutes to go, just to make sure there is no temptation to get dressed between parades, you will all strip now and place your clothes in these bags."

He took a pile of plastic bags from his assistant and passed them over to the girls.

There were gasps of surprise, but one by one they stripped off, including Tatarina who felt the same strangeness she had at the center, when being forced to strip in front of strangers especially men. And there were several men, presumably organizers, and stage hands standing around, who all looked at the women, making stripping even more embarrassing.

She looked at the women, who, although they came in all shapes and sizes, were all fairly good looking. They all had medium to large breasts although Tatarina's were amongst the larger ones, though certainly not he largest. Lower down, some of the girls had a complete covering of hair on their pubes, but others were hairless, looking like little girls, with their cunt slit clearly visible. 

Finally, they were all naked and stood waiting, some covering themselves, as the manager went around and collected the bags. His eyes seemed more focused on their tits than on their faces!

"OK, back to your cubicles and do not open the costume bags, wait until I tell you to get dressed. Remember you will parade in numerical order, number one first and ten last."

The girls chattering again, returned to their cubicles. Tatarina entered hers and closed the flimsy curtain. In the mirror her naked body showed the very faint tan lines where her swim suit had protected her body. She had not had time to get a full tan wearing her old suit, and the one the officer gave her had barely covered anything anyway! She looked at herself reflected in the mirror, and wondered how she ever got into these situations.

Feeling very nervous sitting there nude, she picked up a magazine and flicked through it to while the time away. Outside the cubicle, she could hear people clumping up and down the corridor, and the sound of voices through the thin curtain.

"Ok girls, time to get dressed!"

Tatarina undid the first package and removed the small article of clothing. It was a bright red swimsuit, and there was not much to it. Tatarina stood and stepping into the leg holes pulled the costume up and slipping it over her shoulders. The crotch area just about cupped her sex and trimmed pubic hair, with the back, a narrow band running between her buttocks that divided to join the shoulder straps whilst the front plunged to her naval the thin straps barely covering her nipples. The globes of her breasts just covered, though if she sneezed, she risked her breasts popping out! She couldn't go out in this, and yet she knew she would have to. What would the other girls think!

"Time ladies!"

Taking a deep breath, Tatarina opened the curtain and stepped out. A sea of flesh greeted her, as the girls all displayed their charms. Tatarina was pleased to see she wasn't the only on showing a lot of flesh, though a lot of suits were a lot more conservative. The girls followed each other along the corridor, as they approached the staging area. The manager was there, smiling at the girls, as they stood nervously fiddling with straps or crossing their arms in front of their crotches.

They could hear the sound of the audience next door, laughing and cheering, as the compeer warmed them up in preparation of the parade.

"OK! Line up."

The girls obeyed and the manager walked along checking each girl's number and making sure they were ready. The minutes ticked by as the girls waited Tatarina was so nervous she could barely stop shaking. Her nipples were standing out in the thin material.

"Ready, OK, now!"

The first girl disappeared between the curtains and then after about 20 seconds the next, and then the next. One by one the girls appeared on the stage. Tatarina could hear the cheers that greeted each girl and the catcalls!

Finally it was her turn and she entered through he curtain and was met by the bright lights shining at her. On automatic she did as shown and walked about on the stage. The faces of the crowd were almost invisible to her.

"Shake 'em love."

There was laughter and she suddenly saw then the staring faces of the men leering at her as she paraded in front of them like a prize cow. As she walked around and along the catwalk her breasts swayed from side to side as the suit strap did little to stop them wobbling.

Flash lights fired as the men nearest the stage took photographs. She stood at various places, as she had been directed, whilst the men stared at her. Tatarina finally gained the curtain and scooting by the smiling stage hands, and one or two of the girls, who were standing around, thankfully returned up the passageway to her cubicle. Scampering inside she heaved a sigh of relief. Sitting there is a daze she sat stunned as the minutes went by, and this was just the start!

After a few minutes the curtain drew aside and one of the stage hands poked his head around the edge. 

"Hey get yer gear off luv, dontcha remember, naked!"

"Oh I'm sorry."

She quickly stood up and slipped the straps of her shoulders it felt down slipping of her body in one movement, she suddenly realized the man was still watching her as she stood naked before him. Automatically she covered her breasts and bush and he grinned.

"Very nice luv!"

Tatarina blushed at the man comments. She replaced the costume back into its bag and sat down again, she clasped her arms around her body as she sat there in a daze. In no time at all the managers voice called out again.

"Next item please ladies." 

Tatarina opened the next bag; and pulled out a tiny white bikini. Tatarina slipped the top on which only just covered her nipples, but left the aureoles visible on each side of the tiny triangle, the bottom of her breasts showed underneath the bottom of the triangle. The bottom again was tiny and when she slipped on the minute scrap of cloth that only again just covered her pubic hair, and the crack of her buttocks. She stared at her image her gaze drawn to the expanse of flesh the top revealed. How could anyone wear bathers like this at the beach, even though the previous day, she had paraded with the same type of costume.

"Time please Ladies!"

Again she walked out to the staging area and was slightly relieved to see the other girls had similar swimsuits although hers did seem to be the smallest. The clocked ticked down with the girls standing nervous adjusting their outfits' until once more Tatarina found herself parading in front of the men, leering and taking photographs. Up the catwalk and back and up again, posing here and there whilst the men photographed her, hating every minute. Finally she finally got to the curtain and, and edging past the back stage throng, returned to her room. After stripping off the swim suit and sat naked listening to the sounds outside the curtain. One of the stage hands poked his head once more round the curtain and after grinning at her disappeared up the passage, presumably to check on the other girls.

The clock seemed to be racing on, as in no time at all the call went out to get ready.

"Time to get dressed Ladies!"

She opened the next package, inside were two bands of stretchy material, one with two small squares of material hanging from it, and the other with one larger one. This got worse and worse. She clipped the top on and positioned the squares over her nipples; she then stepped into the bottom part and pulled this loincloth. It was wide enough to cover her pubic hair, but of course with no gusset, so her cunt was uncovered and of course her buttocks were completed bare. As she was adjusting it on her hips to cover her pubes, the manager again called for the girl to assemble.

Again there was mass of flesh as each of the girls stood in mini bikinis and tiny one pieces. Tatarina's was by far the most revealing. Some of the girls pointed to her when they thought she was not looking, grinning to each other.

Once more the parade began and the girls disappeared through the curtain to the cheers of the audience. As Tatarina approached the manager who was ushering the girls along he stopped her and reaching out adjusted the lower half, raising it so the bottom of the loin cloth only just covered her slit and the top half showed half her nipples.

"That's better."

He grinned, and with a slap on her bare buttocks, pushed her through the curtain leaving Tatarina no time to complain. Again she was met by cheers and catcalls as she strutted along the catwalk.

""Whooeee, shake them titties baby!"

"Blow wind blow!"

She could feel the top pieces tickling her nipples as her breasts moved freely whilst she walked, swaying from side to side, and the bottom piece fluttering across her pubes. She prayed they would stay in place.

Up the catwalk and back she walked stopping every now and again to pose. Although from the front the material continued to cover her modesty, she was sure from behind the men had a glance at her sex between her buttocks as she turned in front of them. The cameras flashed continuously as she paraded in front of the staring men. After what seemed an eternity she made it back to the start.

The stage hand grinned as she came through the curtain; as the edge had caught the top piece and had pulled it away from her nipples so they now were in full view. Quickly she walked to the insecure sanctuary of her cubicle, where she pulled the pieces off, throwing them in a heap on the shelf. At least there was only one more item before the girls had a break leaving the comedian to entertain the audience whist they filled their glasses.

What seemed odd was none of the girls talked to her and even when they talked to each other the tones were muted and subdued. Of course being the last back, the corridor was clear of women leaving just the men to enjoy her discomfort. Somehow the women didn't want to be out in the corridor naked and on view.

Tatarina checked her makeup and sat flicking through the magazine waiting for the inevitable next call.

"Next Ladies!"

Tatarina open her next bag with trepidation, as her costumes seem to be getting smaller and more risqué, to find inside a full length black nylon negligee, well at least she would be covered. She pulled it over her head and checked out her reflection in the mirror, to her horror she found the item was virtually transparent, her nipples and pubic patch clearly visible to the observer. She checked the bag to see where the panties were that would accompany this kind of lingerie, but there were none, Tatarina was appalled, the material was completely sheer, and without any pattern to hide her charms. The neck was wide, and clear of ornamentation, the filamentous cloth peaking at her nipples and falling to her knees. It was as if she was naked. How could she wear this in front of all those men!

"Show time ladies!"

Tatarina took a deep breath and eased herself into the corridor. The other girls were also clothed in night wear, but none were as revealing as her clothing. A couple of he girls sniggered as they saw her coming out, making Tatarina blush. Standing behind the other girls Tatarina heard them chattering quietly as she waited for her turn. The queue got shorter and shorter until of course it was her turn to face the crowd. Again as she appeared there was a chorus of catcall and whoops from the audience. 

She took a deep breath and walked through the gap in the curtains. Looking ahead as she walked along the catwalk, her boobs jiggling under the thin material, cameras flashed all around her, as she forced herself to stand and pose for the men where she had been told. Finally she returned to the curtain to cries of "encore" and much foot stamping. 

She quickly trotted to her cubicle where she pulled the garment over her head and sat down nearly in tears. Why did she end up in these embarrassing situations, and where was that horrid officer.

"Ok girls! Everyone out!"

The manager called down the corridor. Tatarina wondered what was happening, as she had been told that there would be a short break between the showings. Obediently she walked out into the corridor and followed the other girls, some of whom were talking in a questioning tone as they approached the end of the corridor. Walking into the assembly area behind the stage, they found the not only the manager, along with the stage hands, but also 4 men in suits and a photographer. All were older, balding and overweight, who all smiled as the naked women shuffled in front of them, Tatarina stood confused, what were they doing here? She resisted the temptation of covering her body as all the staff had already seen the girls naked. However these four men looked distinctly shady.

"Girls I would like you to meet our sponsors; these gentlemen are putting up the money for this show and have requested meeting you to thank you for your efforts."

One of the men walked a pace forwards grinning at the wall of flesh in from of him.

"My colleagues and I would like to say we do appreciate your contribution and I'll take this opportunity to comment on how lovely you all look."

Tatarina squirmed as the sleazy guy continued to praise their looks and how the whole show would help the charities they had chosen. He even made a joke about chari-titties, that had Tatarina cringing even more. Finally he closed and shook hands with the manager.

"Well ladies let's show a hand for these fine men, you've shown them everything else." He joked.

With which he clapped, Tatarina found herself clapping along with the rest of the girls.

As a thank you I agreed for you to be photographed with them, so maybe would like to line up each, here and here, that's right five on each side."

The girls obviously uncomfortable with this, stood slightly away from the men on each side.

"Closer now girls, and Doria, there no need for you to cover those fine breasts, now that's better."

The photographer took some shots as the girls stood naked, faking smiles.

"Right, we'll just take a few more shots of each of the sponsors, with two girls, one on either side."

The sponsors grinned as the photographer singled out the girls. Directing them to the men, until each man had two girls by there side.

"Good now girls cuddle don't be shy, maybe you'd like to place your arms round these lovely ladies waists."

Tatarina cringed as the man she had been allotted grasped her around her naked waist his hands sliding over her buttocks as he stroked her nakedness.

"Hold that, closer girls turn a bit inwards a bit."

Tatarina left breast was squeezed against the side of the man as she posed.

"Fine, now just one more, this time with our sponsor's arms over your shoulders and you girls, could grasp them around the waist."

The man draped his arm over Tatarina and the girl on the other side's shoulders as they in turn reluctantly grasped him around the waist. As they waited for the photographer to get his equipment set up, the sponsors hand crept forwards and was soon fondling the girl's breasts, squeezing the firm young tits and playing with their nipples. Tatarina knew there was nothing she could do and so had to stand whilst he abused her, the other girl suffered the same humiliation as he enjoyed himself. From the look on the girls faces this was not a normal procedure, and although they might not mind flashing their body's they didn't' like having them abused. Finally the shots were taken with the men smiling and the girl's false grins. The manager thanked the men again and they left.

"Ok Girls back to your rooms."

He looked at his watch.

"It's almost time so I suggest you get dressed."

He clapped his hands.

'Quick, they are almost ready for you!"

Along with the other girls Tatarina went to her cubicle, and took the next packet off the shelf. Opening it up, she found a bra, g-string, suspenders and stockings all in transparent white. Putting on the bra, confirmed to Tatarina what she already suspected, the costumes were getting more and more sexier. This bra merely slipped under the globes of her breasts lifting them slightly, whilst leaving her nipples uncovered. The g-string was transparent allowing the viewer a muted glimpse of her red pubic hair, sighing she slipped the thin suspenders around her waist fastening them before pulling the white stockings up her long legs, and clipping them to the top.




The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 13



The sight in the mirror might have been appealing to her lover with her breasts held up proudly, the nipples jutting out, but not to be flaunted to a bunch of paying perverts!

"Show time again Ladies!"

Tatarina opened the curtain, and followed the other girls out; they too were displaying some of their charms although she seemed to be the only one with her breasts completely open.

Again came the wait, as she nervously approached the curtain with the other girls before walking out under the spotlights for the men to ogle her. Again she was met by shouts of approval as she walked down the catwalk. More and more cameras flashed as she stopped to pose. The men grinning as she stood in front of them. Finally she returned to the sanctuary of the assembly area, where she once more walked back to her cubicle and undressed to await the next instructions wondering what would be the next costume.

In the distance she could hear the muted roar of the crowd as the compeer and comedian entertained them with ribald jokes.

Again the call came from the manager.

"Time Ladies!"

Tatarina opened the next package, which felt very light. Opening it she took out a white nylon one piece costume, she had never worn one before but knew them to be called body stockings. Holding up the piece of lingerie she realized you had to step into it and pull it up ones body. She placed her feet in the hole at the top and rolling it up found the toes. Pulling it slowly up her body took all her concentration, she stood and worked the material up her legs and then up the rest of her body finally slipping her arms in the arm holes. The piece clung like another skin, save for the holes in three places. There were two holes for her breasts to be poke through and another where here crotch was, revealing her pubes and cunt. The covering of the rest of her body only emphasized the area otherwise covered in modesty. It was worse that going naked!

"Show time again girls!"

It certainly was! Tatarina once more joined the other girls who were also covered with various colors and styles, some with their breasts free to be viewed and a couple with their crotch openly exposed as well. Like cattle they shuffled forward, Tatarina noticed as the costumes became more revealing the girls became less chatty, seemly only wanting to get it over as quickly as possible. This time the cheering seemed louder and the whistles more prolonged as one by one the girls were revealed to them.

Finally again Tatarina was ushered through the curtain to be met with another cheer and wall of flashlights. Her breasts this time swayed free as she walked down the catwalk unsteady under the barrage of sound, her instincts were to cover them from the men's gaze, but instead she took a deep breath and she continued, posing as required as the men photographed her revealed before them. As she stood still in front of them at the posing places the cameras flashed even more as her sex was presented uncovered to the men for the first time.

Finally it was over and she could return to the cubicle, the manager and the comedian smiling to her as she walked by them.

She ripped of the hateful costume not worrying if it was torn or not. She would rather be naked! Sitting feeling stunned she wished the whole hateful thing was over, oh why did the Officer make her do these awful things? After all she gave him sex whenever he demanded, now.

Lost in her thoughts she lost track of the time and was awoken by the next call.

"Time Ladies, please."

Pulling the next costume from the bag, with growing trepidation as to what she would be given next. She held it up, it was a short corset and that was all! Knowing she didn't have long she wrapped it around herself; fortunately it did up at the front and by pulling in her tummy was able to do the hooks up. The material squeezed in her waist, emphasizing her hips and breasts.

The black costume started under her breasts, leaving them bare and stopped at her hips leaving her pubes and buttocks exposed, panicking Tatarina checked once more in the box, but no there were no more items there, no bra nor panties. These costumes were obscene, surely no respectable woman would wear these! The satiny material did feel good on her skin though, caressing her, and in the mirror her already good figure looked even better. 

"Show time girls!"

Tatarina wanted to stay in the cubicle and hide, but she knew she had to comply and so she walked out into the corridor and was relieved to see other girls equally exposed as she followed the pale buttocks ahead towards the assembly area.

The stage men and men obviously enjoyed the show staring openly at the girl's tits and cunts.

As one by one the girls once more exited through the curtain, the noise level was louder than ever before with more whoops and whistling from the audience as each new costumed girl was presented to them. Until of course it was Tatarina's turn as she was again displayed to the hungry eyes of the crowd. The cheering was louder than ever as she paraded under the bright lights out onto the catwalk. The catwalk seemed to go on forever, with the stops for posing longer and longer, but finally after much flashing of cameras she returned again to the back stage, and quickly shot back to her cubicle.

Stripping off the corset Tatarina sat down in front of the mirror, at least there was only one more piece of lingerie to display and then it was over. The format was slightly different as the girls were to parade and then after returning to the assembly area they would once more go out together as the men had to judge who was their favorite. There was a prize of 1000 sorkos so it was worth winning. Tatarina had no interest in this at all, just wanting to get it all over with. As she sat staring at herself, lost in thought the last order sounded.

"Time Ladies!"

Tatarina opened the last packet; it was a red filmy transparent cape that stretched from her neck to her ankles. The neck was like a collar which clipped together, however the front of the cape didn't join, so there was a gap that fully exposed her body, the ends barely covering her nipples, her pubes were again free for view. She stood up to view herself in the mirror; she had to admit the effect was very striking, against her pale body.

As she stood there the curtain parted and to her surprise the Fat Officer entered.

"Well, well don't you look a picture?"

He said as he viewed her in the mirror.

"Turn round; I've got just the thing to wear with this outfit. Close your eyes; I want it to be a surprise! And don't open them until I tell you to, or there will be trouble!"

Tatarina did as he commanded. He reached into his pocket as his eyes feasted on her nakedness. She was stunning. Out of his pocket he fetched a series of chains with clips. Tatarina flinched as she felt his hands on her breasts his fingers squeezing her nipples forcing then to erect themselves. The there was a pinching sensation as he placed some kind of clip on them, she wanted to open her eyes but knew he would be very angry if she did.

"Wait! I haven't quite finished."

Suddenly she felt his hand on her pubic mound as his fingers slid into her slit, she could hear him bending down and then she felt her labia pulled down and away from her cunt. There was pressure on the flap as he attached something to it, then the other. She could feel a weight on both, pulling it down slightly. She could hear a slight tinkle.

"Don't you look, now it's almost done."

Again he stood up and she could feel his hands on her breasts this time the sound of a bell could be heard. She felt something attached to her nipple a slight weight pulling the nipple down a bit. What was he doing?

"Beautiful now you're ready, you can open your eyes now."

Tatarina was frightened to open her eyes worried about what she would find.

Looking in the mirror she was appalled to find that from each nipple hung a bell on a chain and from each labium hung matching bells that pulled open her vaginal slit. 

"Now doesn't that look interesting eh, Ms. Stevens!"

"Please sir, I can't go out wearing this!"

"Of course you can I've cleared it with the manager, he seemed quite keen on the idea. Now we'll just wait until the corridor clears before scooting you down to the stage, we wouldn't want the other girl's to be jealous now would we?" 

Tatarina was horrified and the wait seemed interminable, with the officer chatting about the show and how he thought she looked very beautiful. When the curtain flicked back and a stage boy looked in, a smile forming on his face as he witnessed Tatarina's condition.

"Jesus look at you, come on the manager says to tell you, they've almost finished with the last girl."

"Come along then Ms. Stevens, your audience awaits you."

He pulled the curtain aside and ushered Tatarina into the corridor. As they walked along the tinkling of her bells could be heard as her thighs moved the labial bells.

The manager who was ushering the girl in front through the curtains turned, and smiled as she came nearer. He winked at the Officer.

"Very nice, I can see what you mean about the improvements."

He flicker the bells hanging from her nipples, making them jingle, Both the men chuckled as they rang out. 

He then opened the curtains and motioned for Tatarina to go through. Hesitating, not wishing to be exposed like this, she turned once more to the officer imploring him with he eyes, but he just fluttered his hands at her to indicate she had better go, she knew she would get no mercy there.

She stepped onto the stage and as she walked in the full spot light, her cape billowed behind her, revealing her fully to the waiting crowd. The resulting cheering was thunderous with the men whistling and stamping as she walked in front of them, the bells swinging from her nipples and labia as she paraded along the catwalk. Of course the tinkling of the bells was completely drowned by the sound of the crowd and their bawdy comments. She forced herself to stop and be photographed, humiliated by this final insult. At last, though she approached the curtain to be met by the compeer. Unlike the other times he walked towards her and as she went to pass her took her by the arm and turned her around to face the crowd again. Holding up one hand he gestured to the crowd to be quiet and after a few moments they complied. The silence was almost as bad as the shouting.

"Friends I think you might have missed the best bit of this last costume maybe you would be silent until this fine young lady finishes her walk. Now she's a bit shy so I might have to encourage her."

With which he slipped out of his pocket a lead with a clip on the end, which he quickly fixed to the ring at Tatarina's labia and then he proceeded to pull Tatarina back along the catwalk. Of course she had to follow, with the lead tugging at her sex, she had no choice. The crowd was totally silent as Tatarina jingled her way back out to the end of the catwalk and then back again. Cameras flashed as she was dragged along, many of the photographers chasing along the front to get multiple pictures. But as she approached the curtain they again went wild.

Finally the compeer let go of the lead and Tatarina was allowed to rush back to her cubicle.

There was no sign of the Officer and so Tatarina quickly removed the clips almost ripping them from her labia to be free of them. Of course she couldn't get dressed as the manager had told them there would be a final line up, where they had to be nude.

"OK Ladies, let's be having you."

Tatarina left the cubicle and joined the other naked girls to the assembly area where they were lined up in front of the curtain.

They all looked nervous as the curtain rose and they were once more shown to the men. The clapping was deafening as they were led along the catwalk to pose along its length.

The compeer raised his hand as a signal for the audience to be quiet. Slowly the sound died down, although the cameras continued to flash.

"As you know this is a charity night and I think we can call it a resounding success."

Again there was clapping and cheering.

"There is one more thing to do and that is to choose the winner of the best girl here tonight. To do that we will divide the group into two and the sound of your clapping decide which one contains the best girl. And we will do this until there is only one winner."

The girls were then separated into two groups on the stage. Tatarina was in group B.

"Now is it group A?"

There was a scattering of cheers 

"Or is it group B?"

A big cheer went up.

"Thank you group A for being such sports, and we look forward to seeing more of you in the future if that's possible!"

The men laughed. The girls filed out leaving the rest of the girls to continue with the entertainment.

"Right let's mix them up and try again."

Again Tatarina's group got the most claps. Of course as you can appreciate this process took some time with the naked girls being moved here and there, their lovely breasts and bottoms jiggling as they were rushed across the stage.

Finally there were two girls, Tatarina and a petite blonde. 

Tatarina won by a mile and she was finally left on the stage with just the compeer and the comedienne. 

From the wings came the compeers assistant with a cushion upon which was a crown and a red article of clothing.

"And now Ladies and Gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to introduce the Mayor who will present the crown and the cape of honor."

A rotund gentleman in a dinner jacket came from the wings with a big smile on his face, as he approached the compeer. The audience clapped as he neared the center of the stage.

Holding up his hands he called for silence.

"Gentlemen and of course ladies if there are any present? I believe we can call today a resounding success. We have raised over 50000 sorkos; this will help with the rebuilding of the old theater. I am sure you have had a good a time as I have, although I'm not quite sure what I'm going to tell the wife, as she thinks I'm out playing chess!"

The audience laughed as there were surely several men in the crowd whose wives knew nothing about where they had been all night, and the entertainment presented to them.

"It gives me great pleasure to present the crown and cape of honor to our victor tonight."

The compeer and his assistant carrying the crown and cape escorted Tatarina over to the mayor who, from the look on his face, enjoyed the close up view of this lovely naked girl.

The crown was handed to the mayor, who carefully, with shaking hands, placed the silver tinsel on Tatarina's head. Next the cape was flourished and leaning over her, his face barely centimeters from her naked breasts he clipped the red silk cape around her neck. It reached just to her mid thigh and sat upon her shoulders in brilliant bright red. The front was open framing her ample breasts, whilst her maidenhair was in full view, the slit of the start of her sex beautifully set off.

He then grasped her by the shoulders and kissed her cheek. Tatarina felt like disappearing through the floor at all this close attention.

"Lovely! Well done young lady!" He turned to the audience.

"Thank you again gentlemen; I am sure we will be repeating this next year if not sooner. The show is over and now it's time to return to our other lives, but before we go let's have a final rousing cheer for our winner.

The crowd erupted, clapping and cheering, until at last Tatarina was escorted back behind the curtain. 

It was there, that the fat officer appeared and smiled at Tatarina as the manager invited them to drinks with the mayor, board and sponsors back stage in the elite room. Of course the Fat Officer accepted, and a weakly protesting Tatarina was led away, still wearing just the open fronted cape and crown, to be congratulated by the board. 

When would this humiliation stop? Tatarina just didn't know, save that she was looking forward to escaping back to her hotel, but she knew in her heart that more would be expected of her before the Fat Officer was finished with her for the night, and of course she was right.



The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 14



Tatarina had returned from the coast with mixed feelings. Although she had enjoyed the break from the city, the presence of the fat officer had spoilt the holiday. She hated to think back on the humiliating things she had been made to do, however the sea, sun, and beautiful scenery had in part rejuvenated her, allowing her to return to her job with good spirits.

Many months had gone by since her stay at the correction centre, and although parts of that stay were burned indelibly into her mind she had tried to forget as much as possible. As you will remember after the war females from her country were regularly used by the police and correctional officers for sex. As having no rights they had to comply, if they refused they were "re-educated" into being compliant. It was called social re-education, but it often meant sexual slavery. Her re-education had been particularly sexual, due to her being very attractive.

One evening as she opened the door after returning from work, she was stunned to find a letter on her front mat with the dreaded stamp of the Centre for Corrective Services on the front. She hastily took off her coat, hanging it up as her heart started beating faster, what could they want now. Hadn't she proved her compliance! 

Walking into the kitchen she slit the envelope with a sharp knife and unfolded the contents.

"No. 69

The Dept of Rural Development has requested the assistance of all Government departments, due to a bumper year in several agricultural areas. Many of our noble citizens, from all types of government offices, have been drafted to help collect the bumper crops from all over the country. 

This department has been asked to assist, and of course we have complied.

You are therefore ordered to be ready on Monday 15th, for collection by coach at your residence at 6am. You will be returned after one week. All food and accommodation is arranged.

Your employees have been informed of this community service, and have agreed to keep you employed on your return.

No excuses will be tolerated.

For security reasons, as you will be travelling outside the town, be ready, wearing your numbered Centre of Corrective Services uniform, no other clothing will be necessary, this will be provided at your destination; you will not need to bring anything else.

Signed Josef Nestor

Dept of Corrective Services"

Oh no, she felt tears rising in her eyes, as she thought of having to wear that dreaded uniform yet again. When she had left the Correction Centre, she was going to leave it behind but they had told her laughingly to keep her uniform safe, as she might be back again. Adding with a snicker, if she didn't have it, she would not have anything to put on! She had hoped that day would never come, and yet here she was being made to wear it again!

The week slid by as the café was fairly busy, with the usual locals frequenting it. The fat officer had not been back, but she was always on the look out for him, although she was at a loss as to what to do if he did return. She just hoped her luck would hold out.

The idea of working on a farm was not too bad, and it would be a break from making coffee and pratas. 

She supposed they would be picking apples or grapes or something like that, as all the inmates from the house of correction were women, they would hardly be doing heavy work. Having to wear her uniform was a bit worrying, she could hardly pick crops wearing the skimpy items, still they did say clothes would be provided.

Finally the morning arrived and she got up early from a sleepless night, showering before donning her nylon dressing gown and preparing a light breakfast. The butterflies in her stomach would not let her eat any more. 

At a quarter to six she open up the bottom drawer of her dresser and took out her numbered loincloth, the short T-shirt, and her sandals, which were at the back in a bag. After dropping her dressing gown on the bed, she slipped the loin cloth up her legs, and then pulled the T-shirt over her head. Standing in front of the mirror, her number 69, printed on the top and loin cloth, accused her of crimes she knew she had not committed; she was just guilty of innocence and modesty. And these clothes did nothing to help that, with the bottom of her breasts exposed almost to her nipples, the loin cloth merely curtained her sex, leaving her buttocks were uncovered. Finally she placed the dreaded numbered collar around her neck, slipped on her shoes, and was ready.

Christ, she suddenly realized, how was she going to get out to the coach, without the neighbors seeing her. 

She thought of wearing a coat, but knew from experience, when they said just her uniform, unless she wanted to be punished, that's what they meant! She certainly didn't want to start the day with a punishment hanging over her through disobedience, and possibly being made to stand in the road naked for however long they decided to punish her.

She stared out of the window into the gray street; at least it was early, just before dawn, so there wouldn't be many people around. She looked left and right, anxious to have this part over. Behind her she heard the clock ticking, as it moved towards the appointed hour.

In the distance, she could just make out a coach coming down the street, as it past the dim streetlights. Hoping it was the one she was waiting for, she quickly ran down the hallway and out into the street, closing the door behind her, as it drove up outside. Her breasts swayed, as she walked briskly to where it had come to a halt at the side of the road. She turned to make sure none of her neighbors saw her predicament, there didn't seem to be anyone, thank goodness.

Inside she could just see someone standing and coming to the front of the bus.

Hurry up, she said to herself, as she stood waiting, anxiously looking, around, up and down the street, getting more and more nervous.

Finally the doors opened and the driver leered down as she started to walk up the stairs.

A guard stood at the top with a clipboard.

"69? Yep that makes the set."

"Find an aisle seat."

Several male guards at the front of the coach looked at her as she walked down the aisle, their eyes sliding up and down her body. Several other girls sat, all in their numbered uniforms. They glanced up at her as she walked by, though there were no smiles, on their sad faces. Every one of them had suffered the same fate as Tatarina. She found an empty seat and slid in, the vinyl cold on her naked buttocks.

A guard had followed her down the bus, and waited until she was sat down. Grasping a lease that was attached to the hanger strap he clipped it to her collar, adding to her humiliation. As he walked back towards the front she could hear the men talking.

"We just need some fuel Gregor, and then we can get going."

"Right, the GovT is open at this time."

"OK let's go."

The bus pulled away, and Tatarina was left wondering where they were going. At least the inside lights were off, leaving them in the relative dark of the coach. She quickly scanned the bus; there were about twenty girls all in separate seats.

After driving for a few minutes, the bus pulled into a service station, and the driver got out. They were the only customer at this early hour. The neon lights from the service station were bright, in the dusk of the morning, and lit the inside of the coach with an eerie glow. As the driver filled the fuel tank, one of the guards stood up, and walked down the bus, unleashing every girl. He returned to the front of the bus, Tatarina wondered, what was he doing? He turned to face them.

"In order to prevent any thought of slipping off the bus, everyone strip!"

What here, naked on the bus, Tatarina was horrified; she had been naked in many situations, but never in public in the city like this. Noting the reluctance of some of the girls, the guard spoke again.

"Quickly, or you will be sorry!"

In a rush, the girls slid out of their loincloths, and pulled their T-shirts off over their heads.

Seeing they had finished, the guard again walked down the bus with a box, making each girl place her clothing into it. The other guards had stood and were looking down at the nude girls, grinning.

When he finished he returned to the front, and picking up another box, started back down the bus with another guard. At the first girl he barked out.

"Stand!"

She was then ordered to turn round and put her hands behind her, these were then handcuffed together, after which the leash was reattached.

"Sit."

He moved onto the next girl, progressing down the bus, lingering a little over some of the girls, his hands caressing their nakedness.

Tatarina's heart sank, why were they doing this she thought as she too was handcuffed, and forced to sit naked and leashed unable to cover herself from the men's stares? The guard leaned down cupping and squeezing her breasts as her grinned at her. 

"Very nice pair you've got there, 69."

Tatarina lower her head in shame.

Finally the guard finished, leaving all the girls exposed and helpless.

As she looked out of the window, she saw the driver returning to the bus with another man.

"Gregor this is Sergio, my wife's brother, I was talking to him and he didn't believe we had a bus full of naked female criminals, can he have a look?"

"Course, we have a few minutes before we have to leave, let him come up."

God they were being shown to any man, who asked. As the man got to the top of the steps he grinned widened as he took in the sight of twenty naked girls in the dim light.

"Wow, and I thought you were pulling my leg, after seeing this I'll certainly be pulling something!"

The men laughed.

"Stand up, you lot."

The girls obeyed giving the service man a view of the full nakedness.

"Perac, I'm in the wrong job, this is heaven."

The man stood and stared at the women, enjoying their humiliation for a few minutes before the guard said they had to go. They had to be away before the town got started, or they would be caught in the traffic.

Reluctantly, the man got of the bus, and the girls were once more allowed to sit down.

The bus shook as it started, and after closing the doors, drove off.

The journey across town seemed to take forever, and as the light got brighter, the girls bent down, as far as the leashes would allow, hiding themselves from anyone looking into the bus. At least at this time of the day there was little traffic about, and after a while, the houses gave away to countryside and they finally left the city behind.

Over the next hour the guards took turns to walk the length of the bus, with their flies undone and their erect cocks waggling in front of them. They sat down next to whichever girl took their fancy, and after fondling them, either fucked them or made them suck their cocks.

Tatarina was chosen, and had to put up with having her breasts and cunt mauled, before giving being forced to give the guard a blow job, his semen coating the inside of her mouth with its musty taste.

This was worse than at the Correction Centre, they were supposed to be free women now.

The scenery changed to rolling hills, with hedgerows beside the road. After about 2 hours traveling, the bus slowed down and turning right, left the highway and drove down a gravel road. To the side were fields filled with grape vine and apple trees, where workers could be seen picking the ripened fruit. After ten minutes, the coach pulled into a driveway and stopped at a gate with a gatehouse, where two armed guards stood. The driver opened his window and spoke briefly with one of the men before being waved through.

It was not long before the coach stopped in a large courtyard, where several male guards and civilians waited.

Oh god, here we go again, where were our uniforms? Would we be allowed to dress before leaving the bus with all these strangers around?

One of the guards came down the bus undoing the leashes, as he passed from seat to seat, Tatarina was tempted to ask about her uniform, but knew from experience that silence was the best option.

"Stand!"

The girls obeyed struggling to their feet.

"You at the front, off the bus, the rest of you follow after her."

Tatarina shuffled along with the other girls, awkward with her hands still cuffed behind her. Finally, she descended into the courtyard, to be greeted with the leering faces of the men who stood around.

Each girl was signed off on the clipboard, which was then handed to one of the guards, a sergeant.

"All present, in good condition, sir."

"Good line them up over there and remove their cuffs."

He pointed towards a strip of grass in front of a brick building, where the naked girls were herded, and finally shuffled into a rough line. One of the bus guards went down the line removing the handcuffs. As they were released, the girls rubbed there wrists to relieve the chafing they had suffered. None of the girls covered their nudity, as they had all been well trained in the centre, and knew it was pointless, as they would probably earn a beating.

They stood staring sullenly at the men as they stood waiting, their bodies pale in the morning sunshine. The men, appreciating the sight in front of them, grinned and chuckled to each other, several with their hands in their pockets. The made no pretense of hiding the fact that they were fingering their cocks.

Tatarina looked around the place. The coach stood on the gravel turning circle within the courtyard, which had short grass running up to the surrounding buildings. Two of the buildings were stables and had several doors painted blue along the sides. 

"Good morning, and welcome to Concorde. While you are here I will be your commanding officer, and of course you will obey me in everything, understood?"

The girls mumbled a reply.

"Understood!" he barked.

"Yes sir." The girls responded with more volume.

"Now stand up straight. Backs straight and chests out."

The girls did as they were told, looking to the front as the officer walked along their line, inspecting the girls, especially their tits. He would stop at this girl or that and check the number on her collar, as if taking special notice of them, Tatarina was one of these. The other men stood watching, and chatting.

"Very nice, do as you are told and you will be treated well, behave badly and it will be the whip for you.

Turn around, now feet apart and touch your toes, good."

The girls obeyed exposing their genitals to the row of men standing watching them.

"Part your lips; I want to see some pink flesh."

Humiliated, Tatarina did as commanded pulling her labia apart to reveal the pink entrance to her vagina.

"Good you have been trained well, stand up and face the front. I am sure after the long ride you are thirsty and wanting to use the toilet, am I right?"

"Yes sir," the girls mumbled a reply.

"We can satisfy the second need here right now, squat down and pee."

What, in front of all these strangers, the girls stood unsure of what to do.

"You heard me pee, or you will regret it!"

Tatarina squatted awkwardly, trying to keep her legs together.

"Legs apart now, no need to be modest here, lean back on your hands cunts in the air now."

The girls blushing with shame squatted in front of the men, who waited. Tatarina tried but her bladder would not release its contents, slowly along the line the girls started to pee, first one then another presenting the men with the obscene view of streaming liquid gushing from between her legs..

The men whooped and laughed at the sight before them. One even had a camera and was recording the whole event.

Finally, Tatarina succumbed, and in total shame sent her urine arching out to entertain the men further. As the gush lessened the dribbles ran down her buttocks leaving them wet and soiled. Finally the girls finished remaining open and exposed to the men. 

"Stand up."

The girls stood all blushing furiously at their treatment; Tatarina felt the dribbles of pee running down her legs.

"Now you'll need a clean, we have a shower set up for you, follow me."

He led them across the courtyard to a small narrow corrugated building open at each end about 5 metres long. The girls were formed into a line and ordered to walk through the building, where a series of nozzles sprayed them as they were herded through, even up between their legs, there were squeals as the cold water surprised them. 

Coming out of the other end, the drenched girls were then ordered to run around the courtyard to dry off.

The men watched as the girls ran around the yard, their tits shaking and bouncing at every step. After several rounds of the yard the girls were once more brought to a halt and lined up, panting as they regained their breath.

"Now for that drink, follow me."

He led them over to a long concrete trough, where water was pouring in from several spouts end and exiting the other into a small stream.

"Here is some clean water, drink."

Tatarina blinked, it was a horse trough and they were being made to drink from it. When did the horses drink, she looked around there was no evidence of horses, no manure, she wondered as she too arrived at the lip of the trough. The water was clean she could see right to the bottom. She cupped her hand under the pouring cool water and tentatively lifted it to her lips it was fresh and tasted wonderful in her parched mouth.

The girls finally finished and once more were lined up. Two of the guards walked along the line and returned the girls uniforms, which were quickly slipped on, even these skimpy clothes certainly made Tatarina feel more comfortable, being nude in front of all these men made her very nervous.

"We have a lot to do, so we will show you to your accommodation, explain your tasks. Please do not think of running away. The perimeter of the property is guarded by dogs. If you are caught you will suffer believe me. Now come along."

The girls were led to the long building, a large door at the end was open and they were led inside.

The area was well lit and clean; along the back were stalls in which there had been placed a two narrow beds, with just room to slide in between them. On the foot of the beds was a number, Tatarina saw 69 on one of them and realized they had been allocated these before hand.

"These are where you will sleep; you will find your own beds. Through the door at the end are toilets and bidets. You will keep yourself clean at all times, using the bidets whenever you use the toilets. All holes are to be spotless. Silence will be observed at all times. You are all to go now and clean yourselves and then return to stand by your beds."

The women hurried into the toilets where half a dozen bidets and douches were set up. Tatarina felt odd cleaning her genitals and anus with other women and men around but finally finished, satisfied she was clean inside and out.

The women who had finished scurried about locating their number and finally stood by their beds, standing in silence until everyone was finished.

"Good I can see the training at the institute has paid off. For the next few days you will be working in the vineyard in the morning, helping the owner get in the new seasons crop, but in the afternoon we will be instructing you for your participation in the festival that is happening at the weekend. 

"As the sun is hot here we will make sure you are protected. The insects can also be a problem, but fortunately the spray that you have just been given contains protection from both these problems. Each morning we will re-spray you to make sure you are kept healthy and well. 

"The alarm will go off at 5.30 am for you to rise then report to the showers outside, followed by some exercises, of course naked," he emphasized, "you will then get dressed, after which breakfast will be served in long room, then out to the vineyard at 7am. At 1pm back for a light snack and then into the afternoon training at the stables, so you see you will be busy.




The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 14



"Now you will be taken to the long room for lunch and then we will meet up at the stables, are there any questions?" He looked over the women.

The girls stood silent, they had long ago learnt not to ask any questions as it made one stand out, and they certainly didn't want that!

The other guards escorted the girls out of the bunkhouse and over to the end of the farmhouse, where upon entering an old doorway were sat down at long trestles and provided with food and drink. This was very good, much better than institute food.

Lunch seemed to go too fast as the girls whispered to each other, exchanging names and short histories, sadly many had the same story as Tatarina.

Guards constantly paraded around watching the girls as they dined. After dinner they each had to wash their plates and working together tidied the dining room.

The officer returned and standing at the front addressed the girls.

"We will now get you fitted out for weekend celebrations, follow me."

The girls did as commanded wondering what he meant, and were led out of the dining hall and across the courtyard into another long building that surrounded it. As they walked through the door the smell of leather and brass polish assailed them. All around the walls hung leather harnesses on hooks with cryptic signs printed over the top. Tatarina waited with the other girls looking around the place. 

"This is where you will be outfitted, line up with ten here and ten over there," he pointed with his crop.

The girls moved to obey, forming a line. 

"Strip, drop you clothes on the floor behind you, but leave on your shoes."

Tatarina hasten to obey slipping the loin cloth down her legs and dropping it behind her followed by her top leaving her once more naked in the presence of male strangers.

There were several men, some Tatarina recognized from the first sight of the complex, holding tape measures and clipboards. One by one they walked down the rows measuring the girl's vitals, their bust, waist and hips, along with their breast to crutch, and neck to bottom, nipple to nipple, as well as breast volume and circumference. Tatarina had to tolerate a lot of breast fondling, and measuring with the tape being wrapped around her tits and tightened. Finally they seemed satisfied with their work and the girls were left once more to stand and wait.

After some talk and consultation, the men walked along the back wall and selected various leather harnesses and gave them to the girls. Tatarina wondered what it was all for as she was supplied with her harness.

"You are holding your harness..." over the next few minutes he described how the girls were to put the gear on.

"Right put your rig on and let's see what you look like."

Tatarina wondered what all this was about, why were they being given all this strange stuff? But like a wise ex correction inmate followed the orders, as did all the rest of the girls. The harness fitted her perfectly, but of course did nothing to hide her breasts, her sex, nor her buttocks which were left clearly visible. 

The men once more moved amongst the women adjusting the straps. Various bells and metal pieces jingled Tatarina was pulled about. Thin chains ran between her legs framing her labia. Finally the men seemed satisfied.

One by one the girls were made to walk in front of the men, who stepped forward to adjust a bit here and a strap there. Their harnesses jingled as they were paraded, all had their breasts and cunts uncovered.

Tatarina was made to parade and felt very self conscious in the curious costume.

"Very good you certainly look the part, the general will be pleased with you, providing you behave and give him good sport!"

Tatarina wondered again what he meant.

"We'll just fit the tails now today, and leave the headpieces for later. Turn round, bend over and pull those buttocks apart."

Tatarina blushed red as she obeyed turning her back to the men and bending over. She reached behind and stretched her cheeks apart. The men all came over to the girls including Tatarina and pulling out a long hairy object dipped the end in a bowl and proceeded to push the rubber bung up Tatarina's arsehole. Several of the girls squealed as the men roughly inserted the bungs. This brought a few laughs from them. Tatarina's plug slid in filling her rectum, a feeling she had experienced many times before at the correction centre. She felt the men tugging and pulling at the straps, which wriggled the butt in her stretched sphincter. Finally they seemed satisfied, and walked back to the bench, though not after stroking her cunt and inserting a finger or two inside her. The girls were ordered to stand upright.

Tatarina remembered the Peacock Dance and the humiliation of having to endure a butt plug during that. These tails stood out behind held by straps that lifted it away from their buttocks, just like a horse urinating.

"Excellent and now let's start. Follow me."

Tatarina turned and followed the girl in front looking around at the various different harnesses, some were simple whilst other complicated with many bells and chains and rings. They were many different colors; Tatarina's being a rich red, with several chains and rings. The tails between the girl's buttocks waggled about as they walked, none of the harnesses covered the girl's breasts or sex and the tails protruding from the anuses added to their embarrassment.

They exited the shelter of the shed and followed the officer out into the bright sunshine. There were quite a few wolf whistles and grins from the men who always seemed to be standing around in the courtyard. The girls blushed as they walked about in the sunshine, the light breeze picking up their tails and blowing them about. The officer led them around the side of the long barn through an open gated gap and out onto an open field where stockades and corrals filled one side. There was a yellow smooth circular track that ran around the edge of one end of the field; in the middle were various tents and small buildings. The track had a white railing fence that surrounded it on the outside, with small stands for spectators. At the other end of the field were various marquees of varying sizes and caravans; obviously a fair was being set up. Close to the track were fenced corrals where they were met by more men who leered at them. Several horse buggies lay their front struts resting on the ground. There were some small ones fit for one horse and some for two and some for four.

Tatarina realized now that the costumes weren't some weird idea for someone to perve over, they were being dressed like ponies and now they were going to be made to behave like ponies and pull carts around the track! And why was there all these other caravans and fair stuff being set up, surely they could not be part of these activities. Tatarina had a bad feeling about the whole affair.

The officer once more stood the girls in a line whilst another man obviously in charge in this area, walked along selecting the girls, some were told to go to the left and others including Tatarina to the right. Tatarina noticed the single girls had a bigger build than the others.

"You two, over here."

He pointed at Tatarina and another girl Petrona, a blonde with big firm breasts who wore similar harnesses in red.. She walked over to the cart and stood by it looking at the construction as she waited for someone to tell them what to do. Once all the girls had been allocated a cart the men walked around fixing them to the shafts, taking every opportunity to fondle the girl's bodies. When Tatarina and Petrona's turn came, they were made to stand in the centre of shafts whilst chains and hooks were attached to the various rings on their girl's harnesses. Tatarina had to put up with the man rubbing her breasts and telling his friend they were lovely, a pleasure to grip. Her nipples against her desires stood erect as the man pulled and squeezed them.

"These two will be good for a bell or two, Mios, lovely milkers."

"Will they need bits today, and steering reins?"

"No they are just practicing on the track, we'll fix them later."

Finally they were directed to hold onto the shafts and their wrists were locked into cuffs, making it impossible for them to pull their hands away from the shafts and cover themselves.

The men checked them over once more, before one of them climbed into the seat.

Tatarina felt the buggy move and held onto the shafts tightly, Petrona beside her also did the same.

"Ok girls, pull me onto the track over there and let's get going."

Tatarina and Petrona pulled the buggy over the short grass; although not heavy they had to work to get it to move. As they walked their breasts swung slowly from side to side. The other men looked at them as they joined the other carts on the track.

They continued to walk for a bit until the man ordered them to pick up the pace. They both pulled a bit harder and started to jog. Their harnesses started to jingle as the chains and rings moved. Their breasts also started to quiver around, Tatarina looked out of the corner of her eye at Petrona's breasts which mimicked her owns movement.

They continued around the track enduring the catcalls from the men putting the fair together as they passed them. Tatarina face was red and not just from the exertion. The other girls were also on the track and Tatarina could see them on the other side. What a strange sight it must seem to see naked women pulling carts just like ponies.

They went around the track several times both women falling into similar steps their bodies becoming covered in sweat as the man forced them to run faster. 

Tatarina started panting as she tugged the shafts, her buttocks moving around the butt plug stuck up her arse, the hair whipping around her buttocks. Of course her breasts bounced obscenely around her chest as they went faster and faster. For a full 2 hours the girls were forced to pull the cart, stopping every now and then to change their pace or for the rider to adjust the straps. Finally they stopped back at the start and the girls stood puffing as they waited for the next humiliation.

"Excellent we will continue tomorrow."

They were directed over to the corrals, where they were undone from the cart. They stood and waited as the other girls were brought in, until finally all had been returned to the corral. Heir faces were red and several were puffing from the exertions.

They were all made to clean the carts removing every grain of dirt. It was odd to see all the girls buffing away their in their harnesses their horses tails swinging as they bent and moved about their cleaning. Finally the officer was satisfied and they were taken back to the stables to have their harnesses undone and bum plugs removed. It was late, after 7 pm, time for tea. 

By the time they had eaten tea and washed and cleaned the dining room the clock showed it was 8.30 and the officers instructed them to return to their bunk room and get ready to go to bed.

Strangely enough none of the girls had been molested yet, much to Tatarina's surprise, she had fully expected to have had to service several of the men by now.

In the bathroom, which had no door, were several toilets and sinks along one wall. On the other side were several shower nozzles. All cleaning gear was provided, shampoo, soap, toothpaste and brushes, hair brushes and deodorants. The girls quickly washed and prepared for bed, with little conversation, as they were all exhausted, from the early start and hard work.

Tatarina, after cleaning herself lay down on her bed, which had only a pillow, none of the beds had blankets, just a fitted under sheet.

As they were preparing for bed several guards came into the room.

"Hurry up, you will sleep naked and as it is warm here will be no need for blankets or sheets. On your beds, quick!"

The girls lay down on their pallets. The men walked back and forth watching the naked women.

"When the alarm goes all women will wash and get dressed and be at breakfast by 6 am. Not a minute later. Understood?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, now everyone on their backs, legs wide apart and start masturbating.

Tatarina was stunned; masturbate in front of all these men. Though she knew she had to obey, her hands went to her crutch and her fingers started to rub her genitals.

There was quiet in the room save for the quiet creaking of the beds as the girls worked at fingering their cunts. The men quietly chuckled to each other standing at the foot of the beds watching the girls debasing themselves.

They also rubbed their cocks through their trousers at the sight. One by one unzipping their flies and pulling out their stiff cocks. Tatarina worked at her sex desperately trying to get excited as she knew they would be expecting everyone to cum. Her fingers teased her clit as her other fingers squeezed her nipples, something that always seem to get her going.

Around her she could hear the sound to heavier breathing as even under these bizarre circumstances the girls became more and more excited. As the time passed the sounds in the room became louder as the girls wriggled in the bed, desperately trying to find that switch to send them over the edge.

"Turn over kneel at the end of your beds, no don't stop, keep going."

Tatarina did as she was ordered knowing that some of the girls were going to get fucked and hoping it wasn't going to be her. As the men continued to watch the girls, one by one they selected a kneeling victim and without waiting plunged their cocks into the now wet orifices. Tatarina was spared tonight and could only hope they would do just one girl. The second time round was always longer and more brutal.

One by one the men came with grunts and ahs, with some women also coming. The fucked girls were ordered to clean themselves up. The men then without saying another word walked out leaving the lights dimmed but still on.

"No talking."

Tatarina lay back; she had not cum, the strangeness too much to overcome. She knew though that if asked again she would have to try to do better. So there was no escaping, and they had another week to go.

She could feel tears rising but fought them back as they would do no good.

Over the next few days they were awoken at dawn and taken through their various chores and duties. Tatarina enjoyed the work in the vineyard being out in the sun and in a most beautiful part of the country. Even the afternoon activities pulling the carts around the ring gave her a certain pride as they became more expert. Of course it was inevitable she would be molested and fondled by the men and occasionally fucked when they felt like it, it was something she expected and knew she could not complain.

As the week drew on she noticed more and more correctional girls appearing, who like their group, worked on the vines in the morning and practiced with the pony carts in the afternoon. All in all there were 5 groups and from discretely talking to a few discovered they were from different parts of the countryside, but like Tatarina and her group told the same sad stories of institutional rape and torment inside houses of correction because they would not agree to be fucked by members of the Guff. Again she was reminded of how life as a Serfid woman had changed under the Guffs. They had no rights they were just fuck fodder or so many men thought.

All in all there were over a hundred women working the vines and practicing on the carts, so it did get a bit crowded at times. Tatarina wondered why they needed so many.

Finally the weekend arrived and they were lined up as usual after breakfast naked in front of their handlers. The day was fine the early morning sun warming their naked skin.

"Today we are holding the harvest festivities," the officer informed them. "Today you will not work the vines this morning but will be prepared for the races later in the morning."

He looked around the women, "You have practiced hard and now is your chance to show what you are made of. The races will be held after the parade, and you will be competing against the women from other towns.

He continued, "We are expecting several thousand spectators, many who have worked hard to get in the seasons crops and you will take your place in entertaining them."

Tatarina was amazed that they were to be displayed to so many and naked, free to be viewed by all of them as they performed. The Guff had different morals to them and now they had been conquered they were all considered no better than slaves to be used how they felt.

"There are several marquees set up to service the needs of the men, and because they have worked so hard your sexual services will be offered free,"

There were gasps from the girls, thousands of men and they were to be offered to them for free."

He held up his hand for silence, "The winning team will be exempt from this duty and will merely serve at tables. So it is up to you if you don't want to be standing up all next week," he laughed.

Tatarina was stunned, along with many of the girls around her, she thought this was all over when she left the House of Correction and yet time and time again she was dragged back to be used and abused by the Guff. They would just have to win.

The girls were then herded back into the dining area where they were primped and preened to look their best, all were made up and their hair styled.

Then it was time to get the harnesses ready, and the girls were once more clad in the fine leather gear. This time they were fitted with head wear consisting of feathers that stood upright, there was discussion as to whether they would need bits, but the officer decided they were well enough practiced not to need them.

Tatarina's red harness was polished and shiny and fit the contours of her body like a second skin. There were minor adjustments made and as the handlers fiddled she looked around the room at the other girls all whom were being prepared. Her tail was inserted up her rectum. She could see the look of determination on all the girls faces as they also knew they had to win.

They were almost ready; to add to Tatarina's shame she had silver bells attached to her nipples and one to her clit hood that had been pierced several months earlier at the fat officer's command. Several of the other girls were similarly fitted out with nipple bells. They tinkled as they were made to line up for the last inspection, the bell between her legs tapping against her thighs and pulling on her clit.

He officer walked down the line of girls checking them all.

"Excellent," he looked at his watch, "the parade starts in half an hour so we will now take our place in this memorable event, I believe even the prime minister is attending. You know what to do; any one misbehaving will be severely punished. Ok men move them out."

The girls were moved out to join other women who were also being displayed, until there were over a hundred 100, all dressed in harnesses with their breasts and genitals exposed.

The day was bright and sunny with light clouds and a slight breeze to take the heat down. Tatarina followed the girls in front as they were led away from the stables and towards the track, the marquees and the crowds. At the assembly area there were already many carts and horses waiting in line as well as groups of cattle and sheep all waiting to be displayed along with the naked harnessed women.. She could hear the sound of the crowds and music coming from fairground rides and loud speakers. There were people everywhere jostling to see the action.

The girls eyed the other women knowing everyone was feeling the same humiliation at being displayed to so many people. They also shared the need to win in the races to avoid the consequences of failure. As the loud speaker produced a fanfare, the crowd grew quieter. Although Tatarina couldn't quite make out the words they were obviously starting the day's events. After about five minutes the parade started and moved towards the racing track. Within no time at all the women were on the track and now exposed to the crowds behind the barriers. Tatarina looked ahead as the men whistled and catcalled as the exposed women were paraded before them, just like the cattle and sheep. They progressed around the ring in pairs with the flashes from cameras recording their exposure. It seemed endless as they followed along, until finally they, reached the point they entered and they were then directed towards a smaller enclosure in the center of the track where the carts they would be pulling were parked. For a brief moment they were at least some way away for the eyes of the crowd.




The Torment of Tatarina Ch. 14



Their names were read out and told when they would be required to race.

Tatarina was in the last race of the day. The women for the first race were then called and taken to their carts.

As in the practices the handlers attached the chains and fiddled with the straps and the women until they were satisfied. Those racing were then led towards the starting line and paraded there to the cheers of the men gathered there.

"Now for the first race, all bets are now open. Come along gentlemen let's see some money, look at these lovely fillies, ready and eager to run for you." A voice came over a loud speaker.

The man who led them into the ring got them to walk around the ring as the man on the microphone spruiked their charms and persuaded the men to bet on their colors.

The main speakers played a fanfare again and there was moment of silence as the crowd watched the naked women pulling the carts with their riders into a line at the start of the track. 

Then at the fire of a gun they were away. 

Unlike the practice runs this was for real and in earnest. The girls started slowly but within a short time they were running as fast as they could knowing the collective score would either condemn them or save them from duties at the end of the races.

As they ran around the track their harnesses jingling whist their bell tips breasts flapping wildly on their chests. They were all about equal as they strove to gain that bit of extra speed. Round the bend they ran as the riders urged them on. As with all races one cart drew ahead and took the lead as they rounded the final bend after a kilometer of intense running they approached the final straight. The crowd started to cheer as they approach and the riders used their whips to get the final turn of speed. Their effort shown in their faces as they strove to get to the lead. 

And they finished the yellow buggy winning by about two lengths.

Tatarina's group watched dismayed as they came in second, determined to do better on the next race.

The carts and women were led off the track and the next group prepared for next race.

Music played over the speakers between announcements for other activities, though many of the men stayed waiting to watch and photograph the naked women when they moved to the track..

It was then time for the next race and the girls were led out and the whole processed was repeated.

Each race entertained the watching crowds who crowded around the track. As the races progressed, each team seemed to try harder and the top team changed several times. The scores rose for each team until it was time for the last race with Tatarina. They were equal with another group and this was their chance to avoid the men's cocks using their orifices for their pleasure for the rest of the celebrations.

Tatarina was really nervous as so much was riding on her and her partner Petrona. She felt queasy as the men finalized her harness. The carts were readied and then they were led onto the track to be again fully displayed to the waiting crowd.

The Spruiker once more encouraged the men to place their bets and wound up the crowd feelings with obscene descriptions of the girl's assets. Many eyes were on Tatarina and Petrona, their breasts swaying gracefully, bells tinkling as they were placed into position; though once they started running their movement would be far more energetic.

The lineup was finally finished, the gun was fired and they were off. The girls strained to get the cart moving, keeping an eye on the other girls in the race, as it picked up speed they found it easier to pull and increase their speed. They were second as they finished the first hundred metres, with the sweat starting to sheen their bodies.

"Faster," Tatarina barked to Petrona as they strove to catch up with the first cart, the two girls now running flat out, the rider touching their buttocks with his whip.

They reached the half way mark and Tatarina was pleased to see although the first cart was just ahead of them the other riders had fallen back.

They moved easily their breath coming in gasps as they continued to chase the leader slowly catching up as they approached the three quarter mark ready to move into the final straight.

She felt the whip on her as the rider started to shout at them. Her legs were starting to feel heavy but she pulled with all her might as they l levelled with the other cart the finish a mere one hundred metres.

"Come on," shouted Petrona, as they neared the finish line the other cart exactly level with them. They dared not look around at the other girls as they put everything into the last few metres, and then it was over. The girls didn't know whether the cheer or despair as they were so close. They slowed down and after another fifty metres turned the cart and jogged back to the finish line.

"Did we win?" Tatarina asked Petrona desperately, as they saw the sad despair on the girls from the other teams who came in third and forth, knowing what was in front of them for the next hours.

"It was a photo finish girls" the rider spoke. "Let's wait to see what the judges decide."

As they walked closed to their teams mates they could see them suddenly jump and cheer, "We've done it," Tatarina smiled as they reached the others.

Over the loud speakers the announcer read the results out, Tatarina's team had won by a tit.

The men around laughed and cheered as this was read out.

They were taken away from the track to have the harnesses and their butt plugs removed. 

Later Tatarina remembered as she recalled with sadness the day, the look of hopelessness in the other girls faces as they were led off to the servicing tents.

For her team they still had to put up with the humiliation of serving at the drinking and eating marquees topless complete with nipple bells and with small aprons that did little to cover their genitals or their dangling clit bells. She of course had to run the gauntlet of men's wandering hands but at least she was not servicing their cocks.

Maybe her luck was changing, she could only hope so.