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Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 01

By: Scorpius1945



Chapter 1: Dana's Plan

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. 

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Prologue:

The eighteen months since Julie spent her first weekend in the polyamory relationship with Marcie and Greg had passed very quickly. The three of them had rapidly accustomed themselves to sleeping together in the same king size bed, in exactly that same way that Todd, Dana and Trudi had. David and Pam had worked with Greg and Marcie to build a new, two level building connecting their two houses. It was now very easy for people to spend time in each other's house or in the shared area between. The lower floor contained a huge lounge which housed a large, solar heated spa pool with luxurious sound systems, video screens and a fully stocked bar. The spa room was very popular in the current winter season as it was too cold to swim in the outdoor pool on Greg and Marcie's part of the property. Upstairs were several large rooms with attached en suite bathrooms that were suitable for bedrooms, studies or general purpose rooms.

Dana, Trudi, Todd, Chris, Gabby and Julie were all at university studying various subjects and at various stages. Dana and Gabby had completed their bachelor degrees in psychology and had chosen to continue with their masters degrees, specialising in different aspects of human sexuality for their theses. Dana was investigating the relationship between sexual arousal and sexual pain when inflicting it on another; Gabby was investigating the causes of sexual masochistic tendencies in people. Trudi and Todd completed their bachelor degrees in earth sciences and were studying for their masters, using the data collected from their field trip eighteen months ago with supplementary data collected from the site as required. Julie has settled down to study and is in her second year of a business management degree. Chris has completed his bachelor of engineering degree and is continuing to study for his professional engineering qualifications. 

Greg, Marcie, David and Pam have formalised their polyamory relationship but choose to remain in their original bedrooms, swapping partners as the mood takes them. Julie is involved in this also as she is one of the trio in the original polyamory relationship with Greg and Marcie. Basically the arrangements mean that anyone can sleep and have sex with anyone else provided both or all parties are in agreement. Greg has retained his position managing an engineering business and David remains an accountant. Marcie and Pam keep the whole residence functioning and tidy, with occasional visits to the Sybian when they get bored or horny.

The Dungeon downstairs has been renovated, many new toys and much new equipment has been purchased or made, and Marcie has set up a small business outfitting Dungeons for people who wish to have one at home. The Sybian has been moved out of the Dungeon and has its own room off the spa pool lounge. The facility exists to record videos of people's Sybian experiences and to stream these live on the screen in the spa lounge. Thus you can relax in the spa pool and watch your partner experience multiple orgasms on the screen.

Needless to say the situation of ten people sharing two houses with a common area and sleeping in constantly changing configurations could be stressful so the group meets frequently to discuss issues and seek win-win resolutions of difficulties. The key philosophy behind the resolution of differences was the question 'What would love do or say now?' All members of the extended household have benefitted from the need to consider others, to find out what the issues really are, to be honest and open in all dealings with others and to always look for creative solutions so that the best choices are made.

We pick up on the story again in the spa room where all members of the group are relaxing naked in the pool on a Friday evening with glasses of wine or beer and cheese and crackers, discussing possible activities for the weekend. Dana and Gabby are about to drop a bombshell that they have discussed together but not with other members -- yet.

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"Right," said Marcie, still the organiser after all this time, "Who would like to start?"

Dana took a deep breath. "Well," she began, "This will take a while to discuss and even longer possibly to decide. So please just hear me out. As you know Gabby and I are researching topics for our masters degrees and these topics both relate to sexual arousal, pain and such like. What we need are people who will be willing to be anonymously interviewed to tell their experiences of these aspects of their own sexuality. So..."

"Ah," cut in Julie, "So you want to interview us. Of course I'm willing to be interviewed, especially about my few errors in judgement that first weekend. I'll never forget that."

"Yes, I would like to interview you," continued Dana, "But more than that I want to ask questions of people about why they wanted to be punished or tortured, what drove them to go to a strip joint for example, why does a happily married man need to use a prostitute, what is it about inflicting pain on others that a person finds sexually arousing, and lots of other questions. The answers to these questions are going to be the theses that Gabby and I write for our masters. We had thought that maybe we simply go and get jobs as strippers and prostitutes at established clubs and brothels, or maybe offer ourselves as call girls, but then we looked at what we have here. We have all the facilities, space, equipment and, most importantly, people needed to run our own establishment. In this pool now are people with a lot of information and experience in these areas, we have a Dungeon, we have this lovely spa lounge, we have individual rooms upstairs," she took a deep breath as she reached crunch point, "So we wondered, would it be possible to start a high class strip joint and brothel here?"

Stunned silence filled the room for about 30 seconds. Nobody had expected to have to even dream of this, let alone consider it as a serious option. As people thought about it, slowly it seemed to make more sense. The question people started to ask in their minds was not whether such a thing could happen, but why not do this?

"So what would you envisage this to look like?" asked Marcie.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that Trudi, Julie, Gabby and I would be happy to be the strippers and prostitutes, Greg could be manager, Todd and Chris could be concierges or bouncers, David, you could be the accountant, Pam you could be the Madam and greet people as they arrive and Marcie, you could be in charge of the Dungeon. The guys would also be available to offer their services to female clients, and women could cater for male and female clients in addition to their specific roles if they wished. It would be by appointment only, an exclusive club for high paying customers who would get far better value for their money if they were prepared to be interviewed. It is a win situation all round. We have the Dungeon, the spa pool, lounge area, spare individual rooms, a Sybian which would undoubtedly be a draw card for lonely wives on week days, in summer the swimming pool. We're just about all set up except for the business structure. It would also provide some income because I know that with so many people studying there is a huge drain on finances. This is a way that we could contribute to the coffers."

"That sounds like an excellent idea, but we would need to check it out with the local authorities about setting up such a business here. I know that prostitution is legal where we live in the Mineral County of Nevada and there are brothels in this county, but often it is not considered a desirable land use in a residential area," contributed David.

For a few minutes people discussed it in pairs and small groups. After a while they came back as a group.

"Ok, let's have a show of hands," said Marcie, "Those who are in favour of taking it further and investigating the possibility please raise their hand."

Immediately ten hands were raised.

"Wow!" exclaimed Dana, "Thank you so much for your support."

"I think it sounds a great idea. I'm certain with all our experience and facilities it will be very successful and a lot of fun besides," said Greg.

They discussed several other topics of a more mundane nature before they climbed out of the pool, agreeing to do some more thinking about the project. Several small groups formed to discuss things while Dana and Todd went to the kitchen as they were rostered to prepare dinner.

"Dinner in 30 minutes," called Dana as she left.

Trudi and Julie got together to discuss ideas.

"How would you feel about being a whore?" asked Trudi.

"Sounds OK to me," replied Julie, "Sounds fun so long as it was safe. Being a stripper sounds good too. I always wanted to be either or both while I was a nymphomaniac. I'm so pleased that drive has gone, although I still get to feel sexy frequently, especially talking about this. Want to share the Sybian for a while before dinner?"

Trudi and Julie went to the Sybian room and selected their preferred dildos, Julie fitting hers to the machine and hopping on.

"Get on behind me, Trudi, like you did last time so you can tweak my nipples and control the speed."

They mounted the machine and Trudi had it humming on 40 percent while Julie sat in front, eyes closed, feeling the intense vibrations through her body.

"More, please."

Trudi turned it to 60%.

"Yes, that's great. Now twist my nipples please."

Trudi did and within a couple more minutes Julie came, writhing under Julie's hands, before slumping, panting, resting on the padded cushions in front.

"Ooohh, I love that machine," said Julie, "I cum so hard and so easily on it."

"Yes, it's great, but now it's my turn before dinner." 

The girls swapped places, Trudi on the front while Julie controlled the machine. Julie immediately went to 50 percent, sending vibrations through Trudi's body. Julie knew Trudi liked it hard and fast and enjoyed teasing her, so she reduced the speed slowly back to 20 percent.

"Faster please, Julie."

Trudi wound it up to 30 percent, twisting Trudi's nipples as she wriggled on the dildo, trying to gain more stimulation.

"Come on, this is slow torture. You just wait till I'm in control for you next time."

"Ok, here it comes."

Julie sped it up to 80 percent and redoubled her attack on Trudi's nipples. Trudi's head went back, eyes shut as she let the vibrations take her to heaven. Julie increased the speed to 100 percent and Trudi screamed as she came hard while Julie squeezed and twisted her nipples cruelly. Julie slowed the Sybian down gradually, bringing Trudi back to earth gently.

"Whew, you are so amazing controlling the machine for me just as I like it. Thank you so much."

"My pleasure," replied Julie. "Is it time for dinner or do we have more fun time do you think?"

"A bit of fun will be fine I think."

They lay down together on the bed in 69 position, licking and sucking each other's cunts, clits and nipples for a short time. Dana's voice came over the speaker.

"Five minute call for dinner."

The two girls gave each other a final lick and kiss, then headed off to their rooms to 'dress' for dinner, entering the dining room wearing what could best be described as wide belts and taking their places at the table. Looking around they noticed that everyone was in a similar state of sexy undress, the women mainly wearing very short skirts with no panties and bare breasts, the guys wore either a short wrap around their genitals, again with no underwear or a cock pouch tied on with thin laces. It was actually difficult to remember to dress normally when they went out into civilisation.

Conversation flowed easily and freely as they consumed the superbly cooked meal prepared by Dana and Todd. After dinner, Chris and Gabby cleaned everything away as that was their duty for the day while the others went off in small groups, pairs or singly to work, have fun, relax or whatever they wished. The earlier days of frenetic activity in the Dungeon had ended. Now it was always there if a person felt the need, there was always someone for whatever form of torture or sexual intimacy was desired, so recreational activities, work and study fitted together seamlessly for the entire community.

Tonight Dana was discussing her proposal with Greg, Marcie, David and Pam, answering any questions they had while they all tried to get to grips with what would be required and the impacts of these changes on the community. They all felt it was essential that the free and easy relationships that existed within the community should be preserved at all costs. The strip club and brothel were seen as adding to the community rather than requiring input of huge resources from the community. As an example, the clothing rules of some token clothing to be worn at meals but otherwise anything goes must be preserved generally, although some small adjustment may be necessary so that the hostess for each evening could wear a sexy outfit rather than simply greet guests naked. That level of change was considered to be acceptable. It would also be difficult to strip if you were already naked.

Discussion of the practicalities of room furnishings and uses occupied several hours, with criteria varying from the rooms being purpose designed as brothel bedrooms to them being designed as a homely double bedroom for a family. It was felt that some compromise would be necessary and that video coverage of each room along with a panic button or password was essential in case the activities got out of hand. They also discussed the training that could be offered to people in the use of the Dungeon and the possibility of letting it be used for private functions with or without supervision.

They discussed the need to train the strippers in pole dancing and other strip club skills. Dana thought there was an unfilled demand for people to be able to interact on a more personal level with strippers than the usual hands off approach taken by most clubs, even to the extent of allowing patrons to inflict pain on the strippers after the payment of a large tip, for example, people could pin a ribbon onto the naked stripper if they first placed a $100 note in the dancer's waist band. This would fit in well with the one of the thesis topics being studied. The possibility of special BDSM nights, in which strippers and whores were tortured by other strippers and whores and also by patrons under the supervision of the Domme, were discussed. These special nights may only be available to exceptional clients for a very large entry fee, $2000 being suggested.

By the end of the discussion everyone was sitting around as a group listening to people's ideas and contributing their own. As the evening wore on, Marcie made supper, it being her rostered duty, and then everyone went either to their normal bed or the one they had arranged to visit for a while or for the night.

Dana was too full of the discussion and ideas to sleep. When she went to bed with Todd and Trudi she tossed and turned, running ideas through her mind. Eventually, when she found she just couldn't sleep, she turned to Todd who was also awake.

"Darling, can we go to the Dungeon please. I want you to give me something to take my mind off the plans. Can you beat my pussy hard please?"

Todd and Dana went downstairs quietly and closed the door. Dana selected a whip that she had grown very fond of, having a single lash and being very flexible. She and Todd had worked together so that they were both very accurate with this whip. Dana lay down on the bed on her back, legs wide apart.

"Right, Todd, could you please whip my nipples."

Todd used the whip reasonably gently, just flicking the ends of Dana's nipples with pin point accuracy. Dana focussed on the regular rhythm of the whip flicking each nipple alternately. She felt her pussy getting wet as her love juice flowed from her cunt. 

"Todd, darling, what you're doing is wonderful but could you change a little, including wrapping the end of the lash around each breast please."

Todd changed his pattern, randomly whipping the nipples and wrapping the end foot of the lash around Dana's breast at chest level. The variation kept Dana's mind busy, never knowing where the next blow would fall. After 10 minutes of this Dana asked that he whip her clit. He did, the first gentle flick of the end of the whip against her now engorged clit sending excruciating pain through Dana's body. She responded with a small scream, tensing all her muscles before consciously relaxing and changing the pain to sexual pleasure as she did so easily now. Todd knew how she would respond and was not concerned, having played this role many times before. He slowly and lovingly continued to whip her clit until she had a massive orgasm, thrashing about on the bed and making her usual high pitched keening sound. Todd ceased whipping her, waiting for her to come down from her high.

"Ooohhh, sweetheart, you are sooo good at that. I can just imagine that you'll be the star of the brothel once it is established, with gorgeous women beating a path to your door for a beating."

"That sounds good. I'm certain I could cope with that for a while, maybe a lifetime or two."

"Can we please make sweet gentle love now, darling? I guess you must really need some release, judging by the way your cock's standing up. Shall we do it here or in bed?"

"In our bed, then we can simply go to sleep cuddling each other. We won't disturb Trudi and besides, she's used to it now."

They headed back upstairs and made sweet, gentle, passionate love in their bed alongside Trudi. Trudi woke at one stage, took in what was happening, sucked and tweaked Dana's nipples for a few minutes, then went back to sleep. Dana came again, just before her rippling cunt muscles brought Todd to a huge orgasm. Dana felt his cum spurting against her cervix as her clit was mashed against his pubic bone, triggering yet another small orgasm. As predicted, they slept immediately afterwards, cuddling together, united in love.

Much of the weekend was spent undertaking a feasibility study for the business and the conversion of the buildings. Some of the upstairs rooms above the spa lounge could easily be subdivided to form two smaller rooms with a shared en suite bathroom, suitable for individual encounters, while two of them could remain as they were for group experiences. A small entrance could be constructed into the spa room with a reception area adjacent to it, while the spa room itself could be the main room for strip shows and other activities for a large group of people. The two spare rooms in what was originally Pam and David's house could be set up as studies to replace those lost above the spa room. That part all looked completely feasible and would take little time or expense.

They discussed what activities they could set up. They didn't want simply another strip club, they wanted something different. Suggestions included using the venue as a sexual teaching centre, teaching techniques for use in dungeons, having sex toy sessions where people could experience these before buying sex toys for themselves, BDSM sessions where clients could live out some of their fantasies by punishing 'slaves' or being punished by dominant males or females, sex therapy using surrogates and couples days/evenings/weekends. Lingerie and sex toy parties were also suggested. Interspersed with these discussion sessions and feasibility studies there was free time in which anyone could make love with anyone else or engage in the many dungeon games available in the Dungeon or do whatever they wished to. There was even time for study for those who needed to do that for their courses.


Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 01



In addition to the polyamorous couples and trios, natural pairs and groups had formed. Julie and Trudi worked well together, both enjoying some pain and respecting the other's limits. Both were very definitely bisexual and enjoyed many orgasmic sessions together. Dana and Gabby were old friends and also enjoyed mutual punishment sessions, Gabby enjoying inflicting pain more than receiving it, Dana enjoying the receiving and the inflicting, and both were bisexual although they preferred hetero sexual encounters, particularly with their partners. The four girls also teamed up well, being about the same age and having common interests, usually sexually related. Todd and Chris got on well as the younger male members of the group. The four parents formed another group, being mainly in control of the overall running of the families, although control was very loose and everyone had input into group decisions and their views were respected.

On Monday research into the legal and financial issues began, undertaken mainly by the senior group members who had the experience and knowledge to organise this. The younger members were also busy with their studies. By Friday some progress had been made. The concept had been approved by the local council, it had been established that what they wanted to do was legal, so long as nobody under the age of 18 was on the premises while they were being used as a strip club and brothel. They had also applied for a liquor licence and a few other licences that would be needed for offering services to the public. The building was scheduled for inspection to ensure it complied with requirements for a building with public access and a myriad of other legislative matters had been dealt with.

The Friday spa pool meeting was very positive.

"It seems as though we are certainly able to proceed with our plans," announced David. "The question now is do we want to proceed or has this all been an interesting exercise?"

They discussed the pros and cons, the pros mainly being that it would be fun, would provide a variety of activities that would be enjoyable, that it would bring in some income; the cons were the lack of privacy compared with being a private dwelling, the ties that everyone would have to conduct certain activities according to an advertised schedule, and possible antipathy received from neighbours who may not approve of 'that sort of thing' happening in their area.

Eventually it was decided; they would proceed with the plan.

This weekend was spent largely planning what changes needed to be made and where everything was to be placed so it could be operated as easily as possible and could offer a widely variable program. The ideas came thick and fast all weekend and by Sunday night most of the development work had been completed, it remained only to formalise some building alteration plans, choose décor for the various rooms, allocate rooms to various activities and sort out who would do what and what training would be required.

The girls needed training in striptease techniques including pole dancing. It was not just a case of getting your gear off; anyone could do that, it was the way in which it was done that was so important. Marcie and Pam wanted to learn about sexual therapy and surrogacy and encouraged Greg and David to participate in that area as well, many people requiring these services being in the older age bracket. Chris and Todd were also suggested for this role and they also had to learn striptease moves for the women only nights that were planned. All told, the place was a hive of activity and little personal time was available during the weekend.

The following week was easier. The concept plans were handed to the architect to draw, contractors were contacted and scheduled for the required work, and people enrolled on courses to learn what they needed to learn for this venture to be a success. The girls and Todd and Chris enrolled on a striptease and pole dancing course being held the following weekend so on Friday afternoon they departed for the venue, leaving Greg, Marcie, Pam and David at home for a quiet weekend.

They arrived in their eight-seater minibus at the course venue at around 10pm on the Friday evening, were shown to their accommodation, a three bedroom unit with double beds in each room. They faced the problem of who should share with whom. After some discussion it was solved by the girls putting their names in a box and each guy drawing out one name, the remaining two names sharing a bed together. The following night those two were to draw to see which of the guys they shared with.

"Of course, just because a couple were drawn to share the same bed does not mean that they aren't allowed visitors," Dana pointed out. "In fact I'm certainly going visiting because I've felt that since we've started this strip club and brothel we've had far less time for ourselves and I'm suffering from a lack of sex."

The others all agreed.

"This place has a large lounge," Julie pointed out, "Why don't we put the lounge chairs in the bedrooms and bring all three mattresses into the lounge on the floor. That way we can all sleep together for all of both nights."

They all agreed that was an excellent idea and rearranged the furniture. Then, tired after their drive and the week's activities, they all piled into bed together.

Dana lay alongside Todd, kissing and cuddling him, stroking his cock and balls as he caressed her pussy and fingered her cunt.

"It's so lovely to lie in bed next to you, darling," she whispered. "I feel so sexy right now. Please, replace your finger with your cock, honey."

He did, and Dana sighed as she felt her cunt being filled with Todd's erection. She loved the full feeling this always produced. Suddenly she felt two more hands reaching around her and caressing her breasts and nipples. She sighed another long sigh of perfect contentment and began moving in time with Todd's thrusting, hearing as she did so the unmistakable sounds of another couple making love further down the bed. The whole sexual atmosphere as well as her lack of sex during the week caused her to slide closer towards her orgasm very quickly and within a few minutes she was cumming, panting for air as her orgasm washed over her.

Todd hadn't cum. He had developed the ability to withhold his orgasms in order to preserve his erections, allowing him to satisfy several women in quick succession. Once he heard Dana cum, he lay there, still firmly embedded in her cunt, until her orgasm had completely finished and she was willing for him to withdraw. As soon as he withdrew, Julie was waiting for him on his other side with her cunt already well lubricated by her juices. He rolled over and she quickly impaled herself on him, grinding her clit against him as he bottomed out against her cervix. She began moving in a frenetic rhythm, rubbing her breasts against his chest and nibbling at his neck. He felt that despite his skills he would have great difficulty preventing himself from cumming if she kept this up. After only a few minutes she went rigid as she came. Todd felt her cunt muscles rippling along the sides of his cock and that was too much for him, he also came hard, pumping his cum deep into her cunt. They remained together as his cock deflated and they gently went to sleep, but not before they also heard another couple end in mutual orgasms, after which all six in the bed slept.

When Todd awoke on Saturday morning he lay still and listened to the rhythmic sounds of Chris fucking someone, checking further down the bed he noticed it was Gabby, sitting on his cock and riding him hard. He watched as she finished, Chris also cumming judging by his actions. Others started to wake and people arose and showered, dressing for breakfast in the accommodation dining room.

Here they met the other 15 course participants and chatted to them over breakfast. Some were women doing the course so they could more easily arouse their husbands, there were two couples who were doing it to enhance their sex lives, two guys were learning to be male strippers and a couple of girls wanted to learn pole dancing so they could work in a night club. The people in the group were intrigued with the concepts of the strip club and brothel, were very interested in the Dungeon that Dana described and were amazed and curious about the polyamory relationships that they had.

"You mean to say that each of the six of you is free to fuck anyone else in your group without requiring permission or creating any bad feelings among the group?" asked one woman.

"Absolutely," they agreed. "In fact," elaborated Trudi, "There are four more members of the group back home, who are Dana's and Gabby's parents, and they also are part of the polyamory relationship."

"So the whole ten can engage in sex with any other person in the group even though that person may be a parent or child of the other?"

"Yes. Works fine. Except, of course, we would have to be careful if we intended to have children to make certain they were not from an incestuous coupling. But contraception has actually made incest laws anachronistic and totally unnecessary," replied Gabby. "After all, what better way to teach your child about sex than to engage in sexual intercourse with them? Parents teach everything else to their children, why not teach them the most important part of a relationship?"

"Hmmm, possibly. So, take last night for example. You guys are in a three bedroom unit with three double beds. How did you decide who would sleep with whom?"

"We didn't. We simply put the lounge furniture in the bedrooms and spread all three mattresses on the floor in the lounge and all slept on those together," explained Julie.

"Hang on, so there were six of you in bed together?"

"Yes, that's correct."

"Well that would certainly put a dampener on things," said one woman.

"Why? We've all had sex with each other, except the guys who are definitely hetero, with other people watching, encouraging and sometimes assisting," explained Dana. "In fact last night Todd fucked me while someone else, a woman, was caressing my breasts. Then after I came, Todd turned over and fucked someone else until they both came. Down the other end of the bed I heard Chris fuck at least two women, so I guess we all got our rocks off. Then Chris was also busy making love with Gabby when I woke up this morning. So we're all very sexually satisfied and happy, just as people should be."

After breakfast they attended the first session, a theory session on arousal, delayed gratification and the way the imagination is often more powerful than the actual object. So, for example, a woman in an almost see-through item of clothing is often more arousing that a naked woman would be and a male in a cock pouch is also more arousing to some females than if he was naked. They also received the plan for the weekend sessions so they knew what they were in for. Much of the later sessions were practical, especially the pole dancing sessions when everyone got to use a pole as a prop for stripping. They were also shown the extensive wardrobe of clothing and the use of clothing was discussed. Basically the more layers the better, with the eastern dance of seven veils being used as an example.

Then after morning tea break they dressed in stripper clothing, the instructor explaining the importance of the sequence of clothing so things come off in the order they are supposed to. To begin with people were quite shy changing their clothes but after a few minutes they realised that they would be taking these clothes off in front of everyone, so why not put them on where everyone could see them? And anyway, nobody was paying anyone else any attention; they were all too busy sorting out their own attire. However, Dana did, at one stage feel someone rub his hand over her arse, certainly not accidentally, and returned the favour to one of the two would-be male strippers. They exchanged smiles full of promise.

When everyone was dressed and looking very sexy and slutty, they proceeded to learn the moves that strippers make to focus the eyes of the watchers onto the parts of their bodies that they wanted to emphasise. They all practised this. Just before lunch they were introduced to the poles, feeling how slippery they were and also learning ways in which their grip on the poles could be improved. The instructor then gave a demonstration, turning completely upside down and then sliding herself rapidly towards the floor, stopping with just a hand thickness between her head and the floor, then seemingly effortlessly flipping upright and landing on her feet. She told them that it takes quite a lot of practice to be able to do that so best not to try it today. The participants went to lunch in the sexy outfits they were wearing.

Over lunch many of the participants wanted to know more about the Dungeon and what happened there. They discussed it all freely and openly, explaining how it was possible to change pain into sexual pleasure and achieve mind-blowing orgasms while appearing to suffer excruciating pain. Trudi mentioned what it felt like to have her breasts and cunt lips stapled while Julie talked about having her pussy whipped. Dana told them how wonderful Todd was with a whip, being able to make the tip caress her nipples and clit and make her feel so hot. They gave out their contact details so that people could visit and experience dungeon activities or the whole strip club and brothel for themselves.

Dana got into a conversation with the male stripper who had fondled her arse. She found out that his name was Brad and he was also a student wanting to use stripping to pay his bills. He was currently unattached and suggested that they could hook up together later. Dana told him that under their polyamory agreement she would need permission from Todd, which probably wouldn't be a problem. Dana also noticed that the other male stripper seemed to be doing a line for Julie, who seemed in no hurry to deter him. Dana quietly pointed out to Julie that she should obtain permission from Greg if she wanted to fuck the guy, whose name was Tony, so Julie decided to text Greg for permission.

Greg was surprised to receive a text from Julie. It read: 

"Hi darling, great course so far. Couple of nice guys on the course. I think one wants to fuck me. Can I please have your permission for this? He's quite gorgeous but I won't run off with him. I love you. Julie. Xxxx"

Greg wasn't surprised by Julie's request. After all, he was twice Julie's age and he had absolutely no rights over her at all. When she had come home with him he had expected a one night stand at best, and here he was, 18 months later, still with her in a polyamory relationship. He was so fortunate. For most men of his age, being able to come home to a loving wife and a hot girlfriend would be way beyond their dreams. He replied to Julie right away.

Julie read Greg's text and smiled broadly. It read:

"Sweetheart, you certainly have my permission to fuck whoever you wish to on the course. Thank you for asking. I'll look forward to hearing all about it while I fuck you on your return. Love you too. Xxxx"

Julie quietly slipped over to Tony and showed him the text. He smiled as he read it, reaching down with his hand and cupping her arse.

"It will be a great night tonight," he said, grinning, "I can see it a mile away."

Julie reached up and gave him a kiss on the lips. "See you later lover." She winked and re-joined Gabby, Dana and Trudi who were in deep conversation with Brad.

After lunch the instructor was joined by several other tutors and in pairs with a tutor they began working on the poles. It was not nearly as easy as the beginners had thought, or hoped, it would be and required a great deal of fitness and muscular strength which they had yet to develop. Todd and Chris also found it painful if they jammed the pole into their crotches too hard as it was very easy to squash their balls against the pole, which, as they found out on several occasions, hurt. 

After an hour of pole work they changed to other activities, working together practising floor moves, on their feet and also lying down, seductively turning on the floor to show everything and nothing. They then did these moves to stripper type music without removing any clothing, and then finally they got to strip as a group. This process would have been very interesting for an observer seeing the various body shapes, ages and degrees of agility as they all tried to emulate the instructor in getting their gear off in the sexiest way possible. However, it was a start and everyone ended up wearing very little. The instructor then congratulated them all on their first attempt and suggested a group hug to help break the ice of being with a large group of nearly naked people. This was no problem at all for Dana's crew, but for some of the others it was the first time they had been with other near naked people and it took time and encouragement for them to fully participate. Once the ice was broken, however, everyone was a lot less self-conscious, which is always a necessary attribute for a stripper.

They had afternoon tea, undressed as they were, to further reinforce the idea that it was only skin anyway and that everyone had what everyone could see. Then they resumed from where they were, stripping completely naked and then having a group hug afterwards. Several people took advantage of this to caress others who they thought they might like to hook up with later. The way this party was heading, it looked like an orgy was developing for tonight.

They were then invited to remain naked or dress as they wished for a theory session on human sexual response and ways in which this could be enhanced. This session involved several video clips of sexual activities, naked people and stripping, causing several males to sport erections and females to start secreting their female juices, resulting in more caressing between consenting people. The instructor used the degree of arousal of the participants to indicate to them how turned on the scenes made them, suggesting that these activities on a stage would also cause their audiences to become aroused, which was the whole point of the exercise.

After that session it was dinner time with a short session planned for afterwards. Dinner was a very social occasion, everyone getting dressed in a minimum of a loincloth type of garment as a health precaution. Looking around the room it was obvious that nobody was wearing more than this, indicating that everyone had lost any body shyness they had. Most were also quite happy to touch and be touched by others. Once dinner was completed, they all retired to the lounge, which had been locked until now.

The lounge had no real furniture but instead had a thin mattress covering the entire floor with large, thick cushions spread around. There was a giant screen and video projector fed by a computer with a vast selection of very hot sexy movies. There was a refreshment area manned by one of the tutors and the instructor and other tutors joined the participants to watch the movies and play.

Dana noticed that she had no sooner seated herself on a cushion beside Todd than Brad sat on her other side. She also noticed that Tony was cuddled up with Julie as well. Chris and Gabby sat together with one of the unattached females sitting alongside Chris and the male half of a couple sitting next to Gabby. Trudi came and sat next to Todd. All the participants appeared to form pairs or small groups, with nobody left alone, which was a tribute to the group bonding undertaken during the afternoon and also probably to the type of people who wanted to train as strippers. The tutors and instructor mingled with the groups, joining in where they wished.

The lights dimmed and before the movie started the instructor, a ravishing blonde woman of about 26 years of age with large breasts and, Dana had noted before when she was naked, a shaved pussy, stood up to address everyone.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 01



"Now, to you this probably seems like an orgy about to happen. But, there is to be no penetrative sex in here. The purpose of this exercise is to allow you to explore for yourself what it is that arouses you, what turns you off, and to discuss with your neighbours what their turn ons and turn offs are. This will enable you to get some idea of what it is that people like and dislike, which is really important in your role as a person who stimulates sexual arousal in others. If you continually do things that to you are sexy, but to some others are not, then you will not be a successful stripper. So, enjoy by all means, touch whatever you want to touch if you wish, so long as your neighbour consents, but no actual sex. Save that till later if you want. What you will see is a selection of clips from several sexy videos so it is not meant to be a continuous movie and there is no story to it. Enjoy."

Once she finished the video started and the screen was filled with a selection of sexual scenes and activities. Dana rested one hand in Todd's lap, the other in Brad's, caressing their cocks and feeling the differences in them depending on the scene playing. Similarly they were each caressing her cunt, clit and nipples. She noticed that Todd's erection softened when a scene showing homosexual males was played, while Brad's actually hardened during that scene. Dana also felt less sexy during that scene than during heterosexual or lesbian scenes. Todd's erection hardened considerably during lesbian scenes, a piece of information that Dana stored away for future use.

After about an hour the video ceased and the lights came back on, resulting in many hurried retraction of hands from neighbours' bodies. Obviously not everyone was fully confident to be seen fondling someone else by the group. Dana kept fondling both Todd and Brad and they maintained their caressing of her very wet cunt and clit.

"Who noticed changes in the arousal of their neighbour and themselves when the scenes changed?" asked the instructor.

Most raised a hand. "So how can you use that information to tailor your act to your audience?"

"You need to read the audience to see what their levels of arousal are," suggested someone.

"Yes. And how do you read your audience?"

"If they're guys, and for female strippers they will often be mainly guys, you can watch their crotches to look for bulges and also watch their hands to see if they're adjusting their pants over their cock, maybe even stroking their cocks a little," suggested Dana.

"Very good indeed. And for women?"

"Well, if I was doing a really good job I would expect to see wet crotches and pointy nipples on the women," suggested Tony.

"Yes, that would certainly be an excellent indication. Remember also for both sexes to look for a flushed face. Sexual arousal increases blood flow to the skin and that can often be most obvious on the face. Well done everyone. You have covered and learnt a lot today. Tomorrow there will be more, especially more practise. Have a good night and remember to try to get some sleep."

The instructor then walked over to get a cool drink and came and sat down facing Todd, Dana and Brad.

"So where's the action tonight?" she asked.

"Well, probably our unit I guess," replied Todd. "I think that Brad wants a bit of Dana, and I know the feeling there is mutual, and I am guessing that Gabby and Chris will be busy with another couple. Looks like Julie is busy with Tony so Trudi and I will probably also be busy. Do you want to join in?"

"I've been watching you all day," replied the instructor, "I'd love to join in if that was possible. I hear you guys are all in a polyamory relationship, how does that work? Oh, sorry, I'm Lara, I think I introduced myself this morning but sometimes forget."

"Hi Lara," replied Todd, "Yes, we all have a polyamory relationship. It's worked very well for the past 18 months. Dana, Trudi and I form one cell, Chris and Gabby form another, Julie is in a cell with Dana's parents, and Gabby's parents form the fourth cell. Under our polyamory agreements, all members of any cell can fuck the members of any other cell as of right. If we want to fuck non-cell members then we must get permission from the other members of our cell, and be prepared to tell them all about it when we next fuck them. So Julie has obtained permission to fuck Tony from her cell members, so she's happy about that. If you and I wanted to fuck tonight then Dana and Trudi would have to approve, just as I think that Dana wants to fuck Brad and will need my approval and Trudi's approval. We can't withhold approval without a valid reason."

"Wow, that sounds such a wonderful idea. How did you do it?"

Todd, Dana and Trudi told their experiences of forming the polyamory groups, the ceremony and certificates that they signed to formalise the union and how it has worked for the past 18 months.

"It certainly seems to prevent a lot of the problems found in a monogamous marriage," commented Lara. "Can I come and join you guys tonight please? I'd really like to fuck you, Todd, and wondered if Dana and Trudi would like a three-way girl encounter."

"That sounds like fun to me," replied Dana. "I assume that we'll be watching you and Todd fuck. That would save him having to tell us about it later. So, Todd, darling, you are free to fuck Lara tonight if you wish."

"Sounds good to me too," added Trudi, "Yes, a three way would be wonderful please. And yes I also give Todd permission to fuck you, Lara."

"So can Dana and Trudi have permission to fuck me too, please?" asked Brad.

"Yes, of course, I give Dana permission to fuck you. Do you both give me permission to fuck Brad too?" asked Trudi.

"Yes, of course" replied Dana, "You have my permission to fuck Brad. How about you Todd?" 

"Yes, you both have permission to fuck Brad, in fact, you have permission to fuck anyone who wants to fuck you this weekend," replied Todd.

"That's a good idea," commented Dana, "Todd and Trudi, you both have my permission to fuck whoever you want this weekend."

"Yes, I agree, Dana and Trudi, you both have permission to fuck whoever you want this weekend," amended Todd.

"Thank you all. When do we start?" asked Todd.

"Why wait? Let's start now. We could start here if you like," said Lara.

"But you said there is to be no penetrative sex in here," protested Todd.

"That's right, I said start, not complete. If we start here then we can get each other completely aroused without cumming and without penetration. Then we can head up to your unit and complete the activities."

"Ooohhh, that sounds so sexy," said Dana. "Let's start now, honey."

Todd, Brad, Lara, Trudi and Dana found a quiet corner of the room and started making love to each other, caressing cocks, balls, breasts, cunts, clits, pussies and everything else in between. Brad and Todd already had erections and the sensuous caresses and stimulation simply made them become harder. The women were soon flooding their loin cloths with feminine juices as their cunts were massaged by willing hands. Lara's large breasts were a target for Brad and Todd's mouths, nibbling on her nipples and massaging her tit flesh until she was starting to move her hips as though she was fucking. While Todd and Brad gave their prime attention to Lara, Trudi and Dana started stimulating each other, rubbing their clits until they were approaching orgasm.

"Lara," panted Dana, "Is it OK to cum here so long as there is no penetration?"

"I guess so," replied a distracted Lara. "Oooohhh, I know I'm getting close."

Another few moments went by and then it became too much for Dana, who started her usual high pitched keening sound as she approached orgasm. Then Trudi continued her clit massage, putting Dana over the edge. Several people nearby stopped their conversations to watch Dana cum as she writhed on the cushions in her orgasm. As her movements slowed, she refocused on her massage of Trudi's clit, pushing her over the edge into orgasm, causing her to writhe on the floor as she made small cries of pleasure. Both these orgasms stimulated Lara, who was being expertly aroused by Todd and Brad, and with a cry she tensed all her muscles and came hard. After a few moments she relaxed and opened her eyes with a big grin on her face.

"Ooohh, I really needed that. I get so sexy watching all you guys stripping and wandering around almost naked all day. Thank you," she said to Todd and Brad. She then turned to Dana and Trudi, "What say we go off to bed now and leave these guys here all horny with no relief?" she asked.

"I don't think that would work," replied Dana, "Either we'd be pestered later or they'd find someone else. Remember, Todd has our permission to fuck whoever he likes this weekend, so I would be very surprised if he didn't get his rocks off in someone's cunt tonight."

"Only teasing," replied Lara, "Besides, I want all his cum in me tonight. Let's head back to your unit."

The five of them headed back to the unit, stripped naked, and lay on the bed.

"Todd," said Brad, "Have you ever had a three way sandwich with a woman? I think Lara is just asking for it after her comments."

"No I haven't," replied Todd, "But I agree, it sounds like a great idea. Do you want front or back?"

"I'll have back, you can have front seeing it's your first time. Right, Lara, I'm going to lie on my back and I want you to sit on me with my cock in your cunt while you face my feet."

Brad lay down and Lara sat on his cock, easing it into her cunt.

"Now, lie down on me please."

Lara lay down.

"Right, Todd, now you lay on top of Lara, taking your weight on your arms so I can still breathe, and push your cock into Lara's cunt as well, right on top of mine."

Todd did this, feeling her cunt stretch widely to accommodate both cocks at the same time, enjoying the feeling of his cock rubbing against Brad's as he pushed all the way in. Lara let out a little squeal as she felt her cunt being stretched so widely by two large cocks. She had never felt so full. She tried moving slowly backwards and forwards and gradually established a rhythm which started her towards orgasm. She felt Todd's pubic bone mashing her clit each time she or he moved, sending tingles throughout her body. She began moving faster, wanting more sensations, more friction. Both Todd and Brad were climbing the orgasmic slope as well, both becoming carried away by the sensuality of the double fuck and the image of Lara's widely spread cunt with both their cocks inside. A few more thrusts then Lara was there.

"I'm cummmmingggg!" she shrieked and began convulsing on the guys' cocks. 

Brad and Todd had their work cut out trying to hold her still enough so they didn't both pop out. While they were close to cumming, neither came during Lara's orgasm. Slowly she came down from her high and lay between them, panting, with her eyes still closed. 

"That was wonderful," she panted, "So intense. I feel so stretched. I hope my cunt returns to its normal size."

"It will," reassured Dana, "It's not stretched as much as we've had on a four inch diameter dildo and our cunts returned to normal size in about half an hour. You should be right in 15 minutes or so."

Lara carefully wriggled herself off the two cocks, which the guys withdrew from her.

"Right," said Trudi, "Must be our turn. Which cock do you want Dana?"

"Why don't we both have them both?" suggested Dana, "If we lie face to face on top of each other and one of the guys lies on us then he can thrust a few times into one of us and then withdraw and thrust a few times into the other. We'll just have to ensure that if one cums in one of us the other one gets the other's cum. That sound OK to you two?"

The guys agreed so the girls lay on top of each other.

"You first," said Todd, "You're the guest here."

Brad lay on top of Dana's back, taking his weight on his arms, and carefully thrust his cock into her cunt, pushing it in as far as it would go. He moved back and forth about ten times then pulled all the way out and thrust into Trudi's cunt, repeating his ten thrusts before changing again. After several times of this he was close to cumming so he pulled out of Dana and thrust straight into Trudi, pushing hard into her cunt, pressing against her cervix and spurting his load of cum into her. He lay there for a few moments recovering, then removed his softening cock and rolled aside.

Todd then pushed his cock into Dana, feeling her familiar cunt accept and massage his cock. He thrust about ten times also, then withdrew and repeated the actions in Trudi's cunt, feeling the difference with Brad's cum being forced past his cock as he filled her hole. He thrust deeply, pushing Trudi towards orgasm before removing his cock and filling Dana once again. He thrust purposefully into Dana, pushing her towards her orgasm before changing once again. He felt both girls were rapidly approaching their orgasms when he thrust for the final time into Trudi, who went over the edge and came with a moan, keeping as still as she could so that Todd could continue fucking Dana. As he continued in Dana's cunt he and Dana both approached orgasm together, reaching it at the same time and cumming hard, Todd spurting his cum against Dana's cervix. As they all came down from their orgasms, Todd withdrew and rolled off the girls, Dana rolled off Trudi and they all lay on the bed for a few minutes regaining their breaths.

"We'll have to remember that when we get home and try it there," said Trudi. "It was fun but not as easy to cum as when it's continuous. The breaks sort of let you go off the boil."

"An interesting experience all round," commented Todd, "It's amazing how different your cunts feel."

"I really enjoyed my double fuck," said Lara, who had watched the whole performance. "I'll have to try that again too."

"Yes, I'd like to try that as well sometime," said Dana, "How about you Trudi?"

"Definitely," she replied. However, nothing seems to give the same intensity of orgasm as a good old one-on-one fuck."

"I certainly agree," said Lara. "Right now that is exactly what I want, from Todd if he's up to it."

"Always ready to help a lady," replied Todd with a grin, his cock standing to attention again.

Dana and Trudi watched as Todd lay on his back and Lara sat on his erect cock. He reached up and cupped her large firm breasts, squeezing her nipples between thumbs and forefingers. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, letting out a moan.

"Ooohh, I love my nipples being squeezed like that."

She gently rocked back and forth, stimulating her clit on his pubic bone and feeling his cock massage her cervix deep inside. Todd glanced to the side and noticed that Trudi was now impaled on Brad as she sat on his lap watching proceedings. Dana was behind Trudi, reaching around her body to caress and tease her breasts.

Just then the door opened and Julie and Tony arrived, taking in the scene at a glance.

"Can we join in please?" asked Julie.

There were a few nods or sounds of assent so they found a space on the bed and cuddled together for a few moments, watching the action, before Julie lay on her back and dragged Tony down on top of her, reaching for his hard cock and assisting it into her cunt.

"Fuck me, darling," she ordered huskily.

Meantime Lara was almost ready to cum riding Todd's cock.

"I'm so close, honey, nearly there, ..... nearly there, ... almost, yes, yes, just like that yessss, aaaarrrrgggghhhh!" she exclaimed as she came hard,throwing her head back and pounding her hips on Todd's cock to achieve as much stimulation for her clit as possible.

"Oooohhh, that was wonderful," she sighed as she leant gently forward onto Todd's chest, "Just great. I so needed that."

Dana had noticed that Todd had not cum in Lara and decided she wanted more of his cum in her. She gently helped Lara off Todd, and lay alongside him on her side. He rolled towards her, placing his arms around his true love and sinking deeply inside.

"Oh it's so nice to be filled with you again," she murmured. "Please make sweet sexy love to me."

They lost themselves in each other, moving gently together, knowing exactly how they each liked to be touched, caressed and stimulated, aware of others in the room but paying them no attention as they gradually, gently and lovingly pushed each other towards their climactic orgasms. They kissed, caressed breasts, chest, backs and after a short time were both on the brink. 

"Sweetheart, can you hold off just a few minutes please," whispered Dana into his ear, "I want to cum but then I want to really feel you cum in me."

Todd held back a little while pushing her towards the edge still further, moving to hold her there for a few seconds, or lifetimes, as she tried to force herself over, then he gave her the nudge that she needed and she was there, holding herself against him, pressing her whole body onto his as though she was trying to get inside him, gently yet intensely cumming. He felt her cunt muscles massaging his cock, felt the rhythmic tensing and releasing as she tried to squeeze his cum from his balls, felt the stimulation on the head and sides of his cock and then he also passed the point of no return and, thrusting hard into her, he came, intensely, sweetly, copiously. They lay together for a few minutes, kissing each other, loving intensely, as one. Around them they heard the sounds of love making but they were lost in their own world of love and bliss.

Gradually the lovers came back to the reality of where they were and looked around. Tony was fucking Julie, Gabby, Chris and another guy had come in, and Chris was fucking Lara while the guy fucked Trudi and Brad fucked Gabby. Was this what an orgy looked like? Todd and Dana rolled apart, Todd's almost limp cock dropping from Dana's cunt, and they watched the sexual activities on the bed.

"I guess this is what happens when you get a bunch of sexy girls and guys with no inhibitions together and teach them how to arouse people," said Todd. "Beautiful to watch, eh."

"Yes, lovemaking is so wonderful," replied Dana, "Just to think that a few small pieces of tissue give so much pleasure. Aren't people wonderfully designed for pleasure?"

They watched as people came, rolled off each other, swapped partners, came again over the next half hour. After a while it became quiet as everyone lay cuddling and recovering.

"I was told that we guys were going to be rewarded for our efforts by watching a three way girl session," said Todd. "There's now five girls here. How about a five way girl session?"

The guys started coming back to life, agreeing that this was a good idea. Slowly the girls started to show an interest, all being bisexual and easily aroused by both sexes. Some started reaching out for other girls and gradually each girl was in turn eating another's pussy and having her own eaten by someone else. It was obvious that they were enjoying this judging by the moans and body movements. After about eight minutes Julie showed the obvious signs of being about to cum and within a few seconds she was moaning into Lara's pussy as she thrashed about, being brought to her orgasm by Trudi. Her orgasm started a trend and within a few minutes all the girls had cum and most were on their way to a second cumming, a couple having changed partners. All girls came a second time and then collapsed, overcum by the sheer sexuality of the situation and ready for sleep after a tiring, fun filled day and evening. Everyone just snuggled up to someone else and went to sleep.

It was still almost dark when Lara awoke and looked around the room in the dim light. Strewn over the bed were gorgeous sleeping bodies, interlocked in embrace. What a wonderful experience to sleep with so many people, she thought. She carefully eased herself out of bed, untwining Tony's arms from around herself, and made her way to the bathroom before heading to her own accommodation to prepare for the day.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 02



Chapter 2: Opening Night

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order. 

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The first guests arrived around 7.30pm, seeking good seats. Greg opened the bar and Dana took them their drink orders. They were quite taken with Dana, probably because she was wearing high heels, fishnet stockings held in place with a garter belt, a tiny almost transparent G string and a half cup bra which held her breasts almost as an offering to viewers. The guests were in a generous mood, slipping a $20 note into Dana's G string.

Soon afterwards the trickle of guests became a flood and all four girls were waiting tables with drinks while Pam and Marcie were escorting people to their seats. Marcie and Pam wore less exposing outfits than the girls, as was suitable for their age and perceived status in the business. Both wore floor-length dresses. Pam's had a split up each side and a halter neck top that covered her breasts, leaving a large V uncovered from neck to waist. Marcie's dress had a split at the front up to crotch level and a gap at the back which was laced across from her shoulder blades to buttocks, exposing her back and the G string she wore underneath; the top was made of a midnight blue almost transparent fabric which enabled her breasts to remain clearly visible.

The girls were all dressed in very brief sexy outfits. Julie wore a mini-skirt low on her hips and high on her thighs with crotchless panties beneath and adhesive stars attached to her nipples. Trudi wore a tightly laced corset with built in bra, black stockings and high heels. Gabby wore a pair of cutoff denim shorts several sizes too small so they revealed her camel toe, they were undone in front to reveal transparent panties through which her skin was clearly visible, and her tight, transparent top was undone in front and knotted at the waist.

The patrons continued tipping generously, much to the girls' delight, and they also had ready hands to explore areas of exposed and covered skin, which the girls freely allowed. Just before 8.30 Dana slipped away to prepare for her first act.

At 8.30 Marcie walked onto the stage and welcomed everyone to the opening night of 'Dana's', expressing the hope that they would all become regular visitors and inviting them to join the Dana's Club, which entitled them to free entry every tenth time, the use of the spa pool, Sybian room and the private rooms at a reduced price and email notification of what was coming up at 'Dana's'. Marcie then introduced Dana, dressed in a sailor's outfit ready for the first act, and told everyone that it was Dana who inspired the whole project. Marcie also mentioned that Dana and the other girls, as well as Todd, Greg, Chris, David, Marcie and Pam, who she introduced as they came onto the stage, were available for individual sessions in the private rooms at any time during the evening when they were not required elsewhere and that bookings could be made at the desk. 

After the introduction, everyone left the stage, the house lights dimmed, the music started and Dana stepped out on the stage into the glare of the follow spot, to loud applause. She danced well, used the pole, removed her clothing piece by piece until she was only wearing a very tiny G string. She then stepped off the stage and danced her way around the patrons, collecting tips in her G string as she flirted with the many male clients, giving short lap dances, allowing them to caress her all over once they had contributed financially. After about 15 minutes of this, during which time all eyes remained on Dana, she stepped back onto the stage and slowly and seductively removed her G string, dancing some more as she climbed the pole, placed her right foot against it, held on with her right hand, and brought her left leg above horizontal, grasping her left toes with her left hand. This, of course, opened her pussy up completely. She held this pose for about ten seconds of thunderous applause, before jumping down and leaving the stage.

Backstage Dana was greeted by Marcie and several girls asking how it went. She told them it was great, showed them all the tips and told them to just relax, it's fun. She then dressed in another very revealing outfit and went back to the floor to talk with patrons and to serve drinks.

Julie followed Dana on stage, stripping from an office PA to nothing, repeating Dana's walk amongst the patrons and ending the show spread-eagled on stage with her widely spread legs facing the crowd. Then came Gabby, initially dressed as a police officer and ending doing a handstand again with legs spread widely. Last of the girls was Trudi, dressed as an explorer. She was 'captured' by Todd and Chris, dressed as native cannibals wearing loin cloths only, and systematically stripped, 'escaping' for a while to play hide and seek amongst the crowd while the 'cannibals' tried to catch her but were often delayed by female clients wanting a free feel of what their loin cloths were hiding. All to no avail; Trudi ended up strung up to the poles with her feet wide apart. 

Todd and Chris then left the stage and Greg came on to conduct an auction for the right to come on stage, untie the hapless Trudi and cart her off to a private room for 30 minutes. The winner 'bought' the rights to Trudi for $320, stepped up on the stage and untied her, feeling all her assets as he did so accompanied by loud whistles and cat calls from the audience, and then he slung her over his shoulder and took her upstairs to where Marcie held a door open for them.

He told Trudi that his name was Tom and she was beautiful. 

"As soon as I saw you on stage I knew I wanted to make love to you. You're gorgeous."

Trudi played along, cuddling up to Tom, seductively stripping him of his clothes, taking his hard cock in her hand and leading him into the en suite for a quick, shared shower. She soaped him and rubbed herself all over him. He pressed her against the shower wall and spread her legs with his knees, ready to enter her. 

"Uh oh, loverboy, not so fast. We need a condom on him before he goes anywhere."

She turned the shower off and they helped dry each other. She carefully unrolled a condom onto his cock then bent over facing away from him to dry her toes. She was unsurprised to feel his cock enter her well-lubricated cunt and press against her cervix. She let him fuck her a few strokes then encouraged him to come to bed with her. He refused and continued to fuck her from behind, taking only a couple of minutes before he tensed up and shot his load of cum into the condom.

Trudi made certain that the condom stayed on as he withdrew. She cuddled up to him, kissing him, then escorted him to bed. She carefully removed the condom and dried his cock, then fitted a new condom in case there was a second cumming.

They lay on the bed, kissing and caressing each other for about five minutes, then he lay on his back and pulled her over on top of him.

"I want you to ride me please," he said huskily. "I love being ridden by women."

Trudi straddled him, easing his cock into her cunt again and siting down on him hard. She started moving backwards and forwards, massaging her clit on his pubic bone as the head of his cock played hide and seek with her cervix. 

"I want you to cum too," he said.

"If you keep going like you are, you'll certainly have me cumming soon," she replied.

He reached up and started kneading her breasts. She tilted her head back, soaking up the feelings as she rode higher up the orgasmic slope. His hips were moving faster, harder, trying to make her cum, trying to make him cum. They were both panting from exertion.

"Ooohhh, honey, I'm so close," she cried, "So, so close. Keep going, keep fucking my cunt, fuck meeee!"

As Trudi came, so did Tom, filling the condom with an even bigger load as he felt Trudi's cunt muscles massaging his cock, sucking everything out.

With huge sighs, they both relaxed, Trudi lying down on Tom and cuddling him.

"That was wonderful, lover," she murmured.

"You were great," he replied.

Just then the bell in the room sounded.

"That means we have two minutes left. Sorry you can't sleep with me all night, that's a little more expensive," she said, rising up and carefully extracting his condom-covered cock from her cunt.

He removed the condom and dried his cock, dressing quickly now that it was over. She gave him a hug and kiss.

"Thank you, sweetie," she said. "Come again sometime, pun intended."

"I certainly will, honey. Thank you."

Tom walked out the door, down the stairs and returned to his seat. On stage Julie was about half way through her second act so nobody saw Trudi walk naked down the stairs and through another door that led backstage for her second act soon.

"How did it go?" asked Marcie.

"Great. No problems at all. He wore his condoms like a good boy."

"Condoms plural? What happened, did it break?"

"No, of course not, he filled the first one then we fucked a second time."

"Wow, lucky you."

Trudi dressed for her next act, a double act with Gabby on after Julie, had a drink of water and waited in the wings. Gabby waited with her. Julie completed and returned backstage and a few moments later Gabby and Trudi came on stage. A bed was pushed onto the stage as well.

In their act, Trudi was the mother and Gabby the teenage daughter asking her Mom about sex with another female. It was obviously easier for a mother to show her daughter and then allow her daughter to practice rather than just explain, and the showing goes better if there are no clothes to get in the way. So 'mother' and 'daughter' stripped bare, except for a leather thong around their waists for note collection, and then walked around naked amongst the patrons, much to their delight. Few could keep their hands to themselves and were relieved of notes for the privilege of some touching.

After ten minutes Trudi and Gabby returned to the stage and lay on the bed, Trudi demonstrating to Gabby how to touch, kiss and make love with a female. After another ten minutes of this, Trudi brought Gabby to orgasm. Gabby then returned the favour, making Trudi cum after about eight minutes. They then left the stage to huge applause.

While this act was on stage, both Dana and Julie had been booked by patrons for private sessions. They went to their rooms with their clients and the procedure was much the same as for Trudi and Tom; shower, condom, sex, goodbye. Dana's partner, an older guy of about 50, liked being on top, so he fucked Dana in the missionary position, focussing on his orgasm only and cumming after 20 minutes of energetic sex, leaving Dana horny and unfulfilled.

Julie's partner, Eddie, was younger and more experienced in the art of pleasing women. He started by using his tongue on Julie's clit, stimulating her beautifully until she came hard. He then mounted her doggie style and fucked her deeply, pressing the head of his cock against her cervix and massaging her clit with his fingers. Within a few minutes Julie was ready to cum again, thrusting back against his hard cock. He was rapidly approaching orgasm himself.

"Ooohhh, yes, like that, ooohhh, I'm nearly there, ooohhh, darling, cum with me, oooohhhh, now, yes, yes, oh, I feel your cunt spasming, oh, it's beautiful, ooooohhhh, sweetheart, that was wonderful."

Julie really enjoyed her encounter with Eddie. She lay beside him after he had carefully removed his condom-covered cock and kissed and fondled him until the bell rang. They dressed and he went back to his seat, she went backstage and exchanged stories with Dana, who was very envious of the lovely time Julie had compared with her guy.

"Oh well," she rationalised, "You win some, you lose some. Maybe my turn next time."

Gabby and Trudi's act was finished and they both had private bookings. It was now Dana and Julie's turn on stage. Greg and David brought in the gear from the Dungeon that Dana had requested. She was dressed as a Domme, Julie was dressed in barely anything as a sub. Dana tied Julie to the cross, facing the audience. 

Julie was concerned. While she respected Dana's professionalism, she also knew that Dana had a mean streak in her and had witnessed this many times. She also knew that Dana was pissed off at not having cum and was feeling horny. She didn't know how this would affect the punishment that Dana was going to give her.

Dana took a long, single tailed whip. She flicked it, making it crack, sending a gasp around the audience. She then went to Julie and ripped off her skimpy bra, baring her breasts. She faced Julie and cracked the whip again, this time making it end a few inches in front of her left breast. She did it again with the right breast. The audience weren't quite sure whether Julie had been struck or not.

Dana then took two nipple clamps and attached them to Julie's nipples. She tied a piece of weak wool between the two clamps with a large ring suspended on the wool. She stood back, measuring the distance carefully, then let fly with the whip, cutting the wool so that everyone could hear the ring hit the floor.

The audience erupted in clapping and cheering.

Dana untied the strings holding Julie's bikini pants on and pulled them off, leaving Julie completely naked. Dana placed a clip on Julie's prominent clit.

"Oooowwww!" yelled Julie, writhing in pain.

Dana then stood back again and carefully measured her distance once again. She tested the whip to one side of Julie, cracking it close to her ribs, and then repeating this on her other side. She then lined up carefully and swung the whip. The clip from Julie's left breast went flying accompanied by a yelp of pain as the clip was removed from her nipple. There was more clapping and cheering from the audience. Dana repeated the act with the clip on Julie's right breast, with the same response. She then carefully lined up the clit clip, swinging the whip and removed it cleanly, again accompanied by a yelp of pain and writhing of Julie's hips.

There was thunderous applause and a standing ovation as Dana untied Julie, who went down in front of Dana on all fours on the foam pad facing away from the audience. Dana pressed her foot onto Julie's shoulders and Julie lowered her shoulders until her breasts were pressed onto the floor.

Dana took a multi-tailed leather whip from the table at the side of the stage. She swung the whip against the floor, making a solid 'thunk' as it hit. She then walked amongst the audience, swinging the whip gently against people's legs and backs, just so they could feel that it was real. She then got back on stage, placed the whip back on the table, spread Julie's knees wider so that her pussy lips were spread widely, then, unknown to the audience, she picked up a different whip, whose tails were soft fabric, and swung the whip over Julie.

"This slave has been very bad today," she announced to the audience, "She must be punished."

She stood alongside Julie, facing the audience, and brought the whip down onto her arse, just letting the ends hit her arse cheeks rather than her cunt entrance or clit. Julie and Dana knew that Julie could take hundreds of blows like that from this whip without any ill effects, but the audience did not. She whipped Julie a few times on her arse so that the tails flicked around onto her clit area, but again because the tails were soft fabric it caused little pain. However, Julie acted as though it did, writhing on the floor between blows, wriggling her arse in the air and screaming when she was hit. After about 20 blows, which Dana had encouraged the audience to count, she replaced the whip on the table and stood Julie up, taking her to the cross. 

Dana attached Julie to the cross with arms and legs stretched as far as possible. She chose the fabric whip once again and started whipping Julie's breasts, encouraging the audience to count the strokes. She wasn't using hard strokes and to Julie it felt like no more than a caress but she played to the audience, writhing as much as she could and moaning after each blow.

After another 40 blows, 20 to each breast, Dana moved her attention again to Julie's pussy and landed another 20 strokes on her pussy. She then stopped and attached two clips, with rubber bands, attached to her pussy lips, stretching these out sideways and attaching them to the frame of the cross. Julie's lips were now widely spread with her clit protruding noticeably. Dana picked up a long thin cane and swished it in the air a few times, building up the audience anticipation. She replaced it on the table and came over and felt Julie's dripping cunt, massaging her clit to make it even more engorged.

"I'm not going to beat this slave's clit to pulp tonight," she said to the audience, "Instead I'm going to make her cum for you. For a slave that is far more demeaning."

She picked up a short, thin cane and started hitting Julie on the clit with this. The effect was electric. Julie felt pulses running through her body as each blow raised her level of arousal and pushed her towards her inevitable orgasm. After only 23 strokes she let out a scream, thrashed about in her bonds and came hard. She was not faking. She panted through her orgasm for about 20 seconds then gradually came back down to reality again. 

Dana acted furious. "You came without my permission," she screamed at Julie. "I have told you many times never to cum without my permission. Pins for you I think."

Dana selected a container of pins from the table and put a pair of sterilised gloves on her hands. She then took the pins down into the audience, playfully pricking a few people gently to let them know that the pins were real. Then she returned to the stage and asked the audience; "How many pins shall we stick in this slave?"

It is well known that groups make less kind and poorer decisions than individuals because the shared responsibility lets everyone blame other people. There were calls of several numbers from the audience.

"Twenty." "A hundred." "No, a hundred is too many, just ten."

Dana let this go on for a while and then made her decision.

"I will stick one in each nipple. If Julie remains silent during this process then that will be all she'll receive. If she cries out or moans or makes any sound then I will add one more. I will stop when she takes a pin silently."

Dana approached Julie and whispered to her.

"How's the anaesthetic holding out?"

Julie smiled and nodded her head.

"Ok, sorry about having to do this."

Dana turned to the audience and stood alongside Julie so that the audience could see the process. Dana took a bright red pin from the box, held Julie's left nipple between thumb and forefinger, and pushed the pin into the end of her nipple. Julie closed her eyes and bit her tongue to stop from making any sound.

"Good slave," said Dana so the audience could hear. "I'm pleased you seem to be learning at last."

Dana moved to the other side of Julie and repeated the process with the other nipple; again no sound. Dana turned to the audience.

"This slave learns quickly. In the past she has been unable to stay silent while I pinned her breasts. Now, who would like to come up on stage and remove these pins? It will cost you $20 for each pin."




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 02



Two guys were on their feet in a flash and approached the stage. One mounted the stage and Dana directed him to Julie's right side. She then addressed the audience.

"Very often the removal process is more painful that the insertion. The flesh often tends to stick to the pin, making it hard to pull out. Right, what's your name?" she asked the first guy.

"Dan," he replied.

"Ok, Dan, take a firm grip of the pin in her right nipple and then pull it hard, straight outwards."

Dan did this and the pin came out of Julie's nipple. Julie screamed, for effect, not from pain. 

"Well done, Dan," said Dana, "You may keep the pin as a souvenir and pay Marcie as you leave the stage."

He left and the next guy came on.

"What's your name?" asked Dana.

"William," he replied.

"Ok, William, you know what to do, grip the pin firmly and pull it straight out."

William did that and Julie again screamed as the pin came out and writhed in apparent agony.

"Thank you, William; I can see that this slave will remember that extraction for a long time. The pin is yours, please pay Marcie as you leave the stage."

Dana untied Julie, put a collar with attached lead around her neck and led her away through the audience with tiny drops of blood visible on her nipples and her pussy and breasts red from her whippings. As they made their way between the chairs they paused frequently for people to touch and caress them both.

Meanwhile Trudi and Gabby were finished with their individual clients. Greg and David cleared the stage and the next act was being set up. When they were backstage Dana asked Julie "How was that?"

"It was great, thanks. I was a bit worried because I'd had such a great time with my client and you'd been left all frustrated. I thought you might take out your bitchiness on me. So pleased you didn't."

"No, regardless of how I feel, I would never do that. On stage I have resolved to always be professional. I think the crowd liked it a lot."

"Yes, so do I. I wonder why there is this seemingly innate desire to see others in pain or inflict pain on others that so many people have."

"Yes, it's interesting," agreed Dana.

Both Dana and Julie had private clients booked during the next session so they went upstairs with these clients, Dana hoping for a great session so she could cum.

On stage Todd was being led in by Trudi, who was dressed as a Domme while Todd wore a black torn singlet and ragged shorts. Gabby, in slave attire of long sheer skirt and a barely-there bra followed along as a slave girl.

"What's the meaning of dressing like this in my place, slave?" asked Trudi. "Haven't I told you to always be presentable?"

"Yes, mistress," replied Todd, looking at the ground.

"Slave," said Trudi addressing Gabby, "Strip this creature."

Gabby slowly and sexily removed Todd's top, stroking his muscular chest and abdomen, and then slipping his shorts off to reveal a black satin cock pouch fastened around his cock and balls.

"Mmmm, that's a nice one," she said to Todd, so that the audience could hear.

Thwack! A whip curled around Gabby's bare midriff, making more noise that pain. Gabby jumped backwards.

"Remember your place, slave," admonished Trudi.

Trudi came over to Todd.

"That's much better," she said, "But it doesn't mean that you'll escape punishment."

Trudi reached down to her dearly beloved's cock pouch and caressed his cock and balls through it, feeling it rapidly growing inside.

"Hmmm," she said, "I like what I see and feel. However, maybe we should punish these parts of your anatomy. After all, you are becoming hard without my permission." She turned to Gabby. "Slave, bring me the cock chastity cage please."

Gabby brought over a chastity device from the table.

Trudi addressed the crowd. "Which one of you ladies would like to remove this slave's cock pouch?"

Immediately several women stood up. Trudi selected one who was in her mid-twenties, had a great figure and was quite sexily dressed. She came onto the stage.

"What is your name please?"

"Marilyn," she replied.

"So, Marilyn, are you married, single, dating or what?"

"I'm engaged. My fiancé's over there," she replied, pointing to her fiancé.

"What's your fiancé's name?"

"Richard."

"Give us a wave Richard."

Richard stood up and waved.

Trudi addressed Marilyn again, "Right, so I guess that you won't need too much instruction to remove this slave's cock pouch, will you."

Marilyn blushed. "No," she replied.

"Great. So could you please remove it now."

Marilyn hesitantly removed Todd's cock pouch. Once it was off his cock sprang out, standing to attention.

"Now look what you've made him do!" said Trudi. "You'll just have to complete the task seeing you've made it so difficult. Can you please fit Todd's chastity cage onto his cock and balls."

Marilyn was aghast. His erect cock was far too large to fit in the cage, which was designed to prevent an erection.

"It won't go in," she said.

"Well, I wonder how we can deflate his cock so it will go in. How would you deflate an erect cock, Marilyn?"

"If he cums then it should deflate. My fiancé's does anyway."

This comment brought a roar from the audience and a flush of embarrassment from Richard.

"Great idea," continued Trudi. "You may continue and do that if you wish."

Now it was Marilyn's turn to blush scarlet.

"How do you want me to do that?" she asked.

"Well, there are lots of ways. You could ask him to wank, you could strip off and fuck him, you could wank him yourself, you could perform oral sex, you could use a vibrator. Or you could use a slave. After all, what are slaves for?"

Marilyn was pleased that Trudi had suggested a way out.

"A slave sounds like a good idea," she said. "How do I go about that?"

"Oh dear, don't you have a slave at home? You simply ask slave Gabby here to do what you want her to do. But you must be specific. Just asking her to make him cum won't work, you have to give her small steps and she will obey them all."

Marilyn considered this for a moment the made up her mind, obviously getting into the swing of the show.

"Slave Gabby, I want you to slowly and seductively strip naked for the audience."

Gabby came to the front of the stage and stepped down amongst the people watching. She slowly sashayed through the crowd until she came to Marilyn's fiancé.

"Hey, Richard," she purred, loud enough so that everyone could hear, "Can you strip me please? With your teeth."

All eyes turned to Richard and Gabby as he firstly removed her wispy bra using his teeth, pulling it off over her head. 

"You can kiss my nipples if you like," she prompted.

Richard gave each nipple a kiss, then returned to give each a longer kiss and suck, while Gabby wiggled her arse in encouragement.

Richard then got onto his knees and using only his teeth pulled her almost transparent skirt down to her feet, revealing her G string. She stepped out of the skirt. Richard then pulled the G string down to her ankles with his teeth and she stepped out, stark naked.

"Would you like to kiss my pussy?" asked Gabby.

Richard leant forward as Gabby spread her legs wide, allowing Richard full access to her clit and cunt with his tongue. She remained stationary for at least a minute, eyes closed as she enjoyed his cunnilingus while the crowd whistled and cat called and scrambled for a better view. She then picked up her clothes and headed for the stage. 

"You've got a lucky fiancée," she told him as she walked away.

Back on stage a slightly irate Marilyn was looking daggers at Richard. Gabby ordered Todd to lie on the bed on his back. Gabby then climbed on top of him and slowly lowered her now wet pussy onto his rampant cock, feeling the familiar feeling as he bottomed out against her cervix. They coupled with easy familiarity, Gabby knowing that Todd had mastered the art of delaying his orgasm. She rapidly approached her own orgasm and after only a few minutes was cumming hard. He lay there, apparently unmoved by her display. 

"Well, did you get him to cum?" asked Trudi.

"No mistress. He still hasn't cum and he's still hard."

"Oh well, get off. I guess if you want something done you have to do it yourself around here."

She turned to Marilyn.

"Can you please remove my corset. I can't fuck properly with this on."

Marilyn spent a few minutes unlacing Trudi's corset and finally removed it, leaving Trudi wearing lacy stockings and G string.

"Can you please slip my G string down too?"

Marilyn did.

"Now I really need my cunt lubricated. Could you please use your tongue on me?" 

For a few minutes she stood with her feet wide apart while Marilyn licked and stimulated her clit and cunt.

"Thanks, Marilyn," she said as she turned to Todd still lying on the bed with his rock hard cock waving in the air. Trudi climbed onto Todd and sat down heavily on his cock, feeling the very familiar feeling of him inside her.

They fucked for several minutes, Todd again holding back while Trudi simply had fun, cumming hard after a few minutes. When she recovered, she climbed off his cock, although she would have dearly loved to ride him to several more orgasms, and acted despaired.

"Oh dear, this is proving to be a real struggle. There must be someone here who can make him cum. Marilyn, do you want to have a go?"

Marilyn blushed and looked towards Richard, as Trudi would have expected. She called to Richard.

"Richard, sweetie, would you mind very much if Marilyn fucks slave Todd so he can cum and we can fit his chastity device?"

Everyone looked expectantly at Richard. What could he do except agree.

"Yes, that's ok," he replied.

Marilyn felt a wave of exhilaration go through her, as well as feeling acutely embarrassed. She was almost counting on Richard to say no, now here she was agreeing to fuck this stranger with the huge cock. She turned to Trudi and whispered "Only with a condom." Trudi smiled and whispered back "Of course."

Trudi then spoke to Marilyn so the crowd could hear.

"How do you want to do this? Will you strip naked, or remove knickers and keep the skirt on, or what?"

To hell with it, thought Marilyn. If Richard can agree to me fucking a stranger on stage, then the least I can do is enjoy it and I'll have lots more fun naked than wearing things.

"I'll strip off," she said. "Richard, come and strip me please."

Oh, dear, thought Richard as he made his way to the stage, this is now a bit out of control. I didn't expect her to want to strip as well. Oh well, here goes.

Richard spent a few minutes stripping Marilyn sexily until she was stark naked. He kissed her breasts then stayed on stage to the side so he had a first class view of his fiancée fucking Todd, whose cock was even more rock hard now. 

Trudi rolled a condom onto Todd's cock and Marilyn climbed on board, easing herself onto the lubricated condom and beginning to move her hips in fucking motions, back and forth, up and down. Todd wanted to bring her to orgasm at the same time he came so paced himself carefully, not quite knowing what indications Marilyn would show for her impending climax.

After fucking for about 5 minutes, while the audience rhythmically chanted "Fuck, fuck, fuck...", he felt her approaching orgasm, panting harder, eyes closed as she rode his hard cock. He allowed himself to relax and prepare to cum also. Then she was there.

"Aaarrrggghhh! I'm cummmmingggg!" she screamed and at the same time she felt Todd's hot cum filling the condom near her cervix. After a few moments of being rigid, she collapsed forward onto Todd and lay there panting.

Todd held the condom as she carefully removed herself from him and replaced her top and skirt, holding her undergarments in her hand. 

"Thank you, Marilyn and Richard. Let's have a huge hand for Marilyn who finally achieved what we needed to achieve."

Marilyn and Richard were given a double free entry pass for their next visit and walked back to their seats, being congratulated by admiring patrons as they passed.

Trudi stood Todd up and asked Gabby to fit the cock chastity cage to his now deflated cock. This she did, locking it on to prevent his cock from becoming erect until he was unlocked. Gabby handed the key to Trudi who placed it on a chain around her neck. They then bowed, thanked the audience and left the stage.

Todd had a client straight afterwards so Trudi unlocked his chastity cage off stage.

"Do you think you can satisfy a woman straight after cumming like that?" she asked.

"Of course I can, darling, you know me. Not only that but I'll still have some for you later." He gave her a kiss and pat on her arse.

Trudi and Gabby also both had clients so went upstairs with them.

Dana and Julie were circulating amongst the guests, giving a bit if stimulation here and there while being touched and caressed in all the right places. They also gave frequent lap dances, often undoing the trouser fly of the guy to provide a more intimate experience.

Marcie walked on stage as Greg carried the Sybian machine on and placed it near the front of the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen," she began, "some of you may recognise this machine. It is a Sybian machine used for producing intense and rapid orgasms in women. In this respect it can be a woman's best friend. If her partner is a bit past it, the Sybian can be his best friend too. We have this machine here and it is available for use tonight and by appointment during the week. 

"Some other services we offer are educational and sexual counselling services, including those using sexual surrogates for problems that some people have relating to the sex act, and advice on polyamory, having more than one sleeping and sexual partner. 

"We also have the spa pool, which you can all use free of charge after the show tonight until 4am, when we close. In summer we have a large warmed outdoor swimming pool which you can also use. There are rules for using these pools, the main one being that absolutely no clothing is to be worn in the pools. Actually, very little if any clothing is worn by anyone here during summer. The pool area and surrounds are very private so there is no problem with that. If you wish you may have sex in the pools but in that case the guy must wear a condom otherwise the filters get clogged. 

"We also have a Dungeon and after every show you are most welcome to visit there where I will be the Domme who will show you how everything works and what you can do and what precautions you should take in using the equipment. Other members of staff will also be there and elsewhere when they are not with clients in the private rooms.

"We can also offer overnight and weekend stays, either with your partner or with a staff member or members of your choice, and the charge for that covers all costs including meals, use of all facilities and the use of private rooms with staff members. The charges are on a per person basis so if you wish to investigate polyamory and bring your wife and/or girlfriend, or husband and/or boyfriend, that's great. 

"On show nights everything except private services and drinks are included in the price, although tips are very welcome and I must thank you all for your generosity tonight. During the week a modest charge is made for all services and the use of equipment. You will be given a brochure to explain all this as you leave.

"So that's a bit about us. Now, back to the Sybian. I would like to demonstrate how this works by inviting someone, a woman of course, from the audience to ride the Sybian. Do we have a volunteer please?"

After a short hesitation, several women put up their hands. Marcie selected one who appeared to have a great figure, as that would be more arousing for the viewers.

"Yes, please come up on stage. What is your name?"

"Michelle."

"Hi Michelle. Have you ridden a Sybian before?"

"No, I've never even heard of them. My boyfriend and I and very new to any sort of sexual adventures, it took him a long time to persuade me to come here tonight."

"And have you enjoyed it so far?"

"Ooohhh, yes! It's been great and my panties are so wet! We'll be ready for a great sex session tonight." She blushed furiously as she realised what she had said.

"Pleased to hear it. The good news is that you probably don't need your panties on for this part, in fact, why don't you take them off right now."

"Ooohh, that sounds so sexy," replied Michelle.

She hoisted her skirt up to her knees and reached under with both hands, drawing her purple panties down to her ankles and then stepping out of them. Marcie smelt a strong smell of woman's sexual arousal from them.

"Right, so now you're still overdressed for the Sybian but at least you'll be able to choose the attachment you want."

Marcie opened a drawer in the table and showed Michelle the attachments.

"These are all made from a soft latex rubber compound and attach to the top of the machine. If you do not want penetration you use this one, which stimulates your clit only. You can use this wearing panties if you want. Then there are the ones which have a dildo attached and these both vibrate and the dildo moves in circles inside you."

Marcie attached a middle sized one and showed everyone how it moved and vibrated.

"Would you like me to leave that one on for you?"

"Yes, please, that looks really sexy."

"Great, we now need to lubricate it," Marcie did this, "And then it's all ready for you to sit on it. So you can sit down there anytime you like now."

"Ooohh, won't my dress get in the way though?"

"Well, you can easily solve that problem by removing it if you wish."

Michelle looked towards her boyfriend, seeking some sort of signal or reassurance for her bold idea.

"What's your boyfriend's name?"

"Shane."

Marcie spoke to the audience. "Shane, should she take her dress off?"

"Yes," chorused the audience, drowning out Shane's reply.

"Ok, I know you all want her to take it off. Thank you for your encouragement. Now this time I just want to hear from Shane."

"Yes, darling, take it off please," called a voice in the middle of the room.

"Ok, I will, sweetheart" replied Michelle.

Michelle asked Marcie to unzip the back and then slipped her arms and shoulders out and let the dress drop to her ankles, exposing her matching purple brief bra and bare pussy. A chorus of whistles and cheers came from the audience while Michelle blushed and did a small curtsey in acknowledgement.

"Well, I'm nearly naked now, guess I should remove my bra as well," she said, unclasping it at the back and shrugging it off her shoulders, a move greeted by more cheers and catcalls.

"Now that you're properly dressed for the Sybian, you just need to sit down on it with the dildo in your vagina."

Michelle sat astride the machine and slowly worked the dildo into her sopping cunt.

"Right, now just relax. Here's the dildo going in circles."

Michelle let out a little cry as she felt the device come to life in her cunt.

"And here's the vibration."

Marcie started a slow vibration. Michelle had a far-away look in her eyes as she focussed on the feelings, letting out the occasional sound as she felt the sexy feelings start to build. Marcie increased the speed of the vibrations as Michelle leaned forward, increasing the contact between her clit and the rubber fingers. 

"Ooohh, that feels so good. Oooohhh, a bit faster please."

Marcie obliged, telling her and the audience that she was now on 40%.

"Can you turn it to 80% please," requested Michelle.

Marcie did, for a second, then backed it off as Michelle started to rise off the Sybian.

"Oooohhhh, that was so intense. I can't imagine what 100% is like."

"I'll work you up to it gradually," said Marcie.

Marcie kept increasing the percentage slowly, watching Michelle's responses to each increase. Eventually she was almost ready to cum at 85%, so she turned it to 100%.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 02



"Aaaarrrggghhh!" Yelled Michelle, "I'm cummminggg! Oooohhhh, yes, yes, yes."

Michelle slowly collapsed over the front of the Sybian reaching down to hold herself off the floor with her arms as Marcie slowed and then stopped the machine.

"Oooohhh, that was wonderful," she gasped between breaths. "Oh so wonderful."

She sat up. "Shane," she called, "You're fired. I just need one of these."

"Yeah, but can they get you breakfast in bed too?" he called back.

After a few more moments Michelle stood up, helped by Marcie.

"So what did you think?" she asked.

"Ooohhh, that was so fantastic," replied Michelle, "I definitely want to do that again, but Shane's right, it doesn't really replace a boyfriend. They have so many other virtues."

Michelle picked up her dress and underclothes and, without putting them back on, walked back to her seat next to Shane, who gave her a big kiss and cuddle.

"So, that's the Sybian. If you want to ride it tonight then you'll need to book quickly I would think. Remember you can always book a session during the week and come back here then too. Bring your friend, partner, lover, husband, whatever or simply go it alone. You will be provided with instruction before you ride the first time. As well as being a very quick, easy and enjoyable way for women to satisfy their sexual needs, it can also be a wonderful form of punishment. Imagine your partner strapped onto it for 30 minutes, or even an hour, unable to escape the stimulation. We have lockable straps that can hold a woman on the machine and believe me, it is real punishment."

Greg came on stage and took the Sybian away to return it to its room.

"Thank you Greg. Now we have one final group strip for you before the show ends for the night. Remember that you are very welcome to stay here until 4am, soak in the spa pool, use the Sybian, explore in the Dungeon, book a private session with one of our lovely ladies, or more than one if you feel up to it, or if you're a woman, with one of our handsome sexy guys, or just sit and talk over a quiet drink. Thank you for coming here tonight. We'll look forward to seeing you all again soon.

The audience applauded Marcie.

"So without more ado, here's Dana, Trudi, Gabby and Julie for the final show tonight."

The girls entered from the left and Marcie headed off stage to the right. They were dressed as Spanish flamenco dancers, with copious quantities of skirt material below, a simple, shiny lycra bra covering their breasts and a bare midriff. Appropriate Spanish flamenco music started. They twirled and whirled across the stage, intertwining with each other until the music stopped. At that stage each of them went to the front of the stage and selected a guy from the audience, indicating with their fingers for him to come to them. When each of the guys was on stage with one of the girls, the girl then told him to remove her skirt. The four guys each stripped the outermost skirt from each girl. Each girl gave their guy a quick kiss and they sat down again. 

The music started and the girls started dancing again, this time leaving the stage and dancing amongst the audience. When the music stopped they each selected a guy where they were, near the rear of the audience, and had him remove another skirt, each giving their guy a brief kiss. Then the music came on again and once more they danced, this time the dancing taking them to the middle seats of the theatre where the music stopped again and the girls were once again freed from their outer skirt, revealing yet another skirt. 

The girls collected the discarded skirts and twisted and weaved their way back to the stage, arriving as the music stopped once again. They each selected a guy and he removed what turned out to be their last skirt, revealing a tight pair of very brief pants in the same fabric as their bras. They danced briefly in front of their guys, rubbing themselves over them causing large bulges to form in their trousers. They then sent them back to the audience.

Once the music started again they danced into the audience and selected another guy each and brought him back to the stage. Each girl then moved his hands over her body until he got the idea and did it himself. The music stopped again and each girl told their guy to remove her lycra shorts, which he did to reveal a brief G string beneath.

The guys were sent back to their seats and during the next short dancing time each girl selected another guy and brought him to the stage. When the music stopped each guy removed his girl's bra, received a kiss and cuddle, and went back to his seat.

There was an air of expectation that the next guys to be chosen would complete the strip. All the males in the audience had that 'pick me' look on their faces, trying to catch the eyes of the girls. Each girl chose her lucky guy and brought him onto the stage. When the music stopped he was permitted to remove her G string with his teeth, which they all managed without too much difficulty. 

Marcie came onto the stage with four vibrating dildos and handed one to each of the guys. 

"Your job," Marcie told the guys and the audience, "Is to make these girls cum. Now there is an incentive for you. The person whose girl cums first receives a free 30 minute session with their girl in a private room. The girls are not allowed to speak so you will have to watch their body language so you can tell what each one likes best. Also you may not touch your girl with anything except the dildo. Regardless of whose girl cums first, please keep stimulating your girl until they have all cum. So you may start and may the best team win."

As each girl had chosen the guy who was masturbating her, each had chosen a guy who they would love to be fucked by. However, they also had promised each other that this would be a fair contest and there was to be no faking of orgasms. They stood with their feet wide apart to provide ease of access. The guys used various techniques, inserting the dildo, using the vibrating end on her clit, rubbing it backwards and forward along her crack or alternating between these actions. 

All four girls were feeling really horny, just waiting to cum after being stripped and just from the sheer sexual excitement in the air. All four were moving their hips in fucking motions and were stimulating their breasts with their hands. They all felt themselves climbing the slope to orgasm but also had no way of knowing how close they were compared with the others. They had had orgasm races before, but never in public and never with these guys stimulating them.

All of them felt they were getting close. Dana looked into the eyes of her guy, imagining what it would feel like when he made love to her soon. Gabby likewise wondered how big her guy's cock was and imagined how it would feel inside her. Trudi knew that her guy would be great and could almost feel his cock already inside her cunt. Julie threw back her head and let out her trademark cry.

"Aaaarrrggghhh!" she screamed, "I'm cummmmimngggg!"

She went limp and would have fallen except her guy supported her. He had a big grin on his face at the thought of fucking this beauty in a few minutes.

While Julie's orgasm disappointed the other girls, it also pushed them closer to their own orgasms. Within 30 seconds the other three had also cum. 

The audience burst into cheering and clapping, obviously pleased with their evening's entertainment.

"Congratulations Julie and, what's your name?" asked Marcie.

"Lance."

"Congratulations Julie and Lance. Do you have a partner here, Lance?"

"No, I'm with a group of guys for a stag do. I'm actually the bridegroom-to-be out for a final fling before I marry my fiancée next weekend. So I'll probably get heaps from them later this evening and from her after that."

The audience clapped and laughed.

"That's great, enjoy your last fling. Julie you may take Lance to room two for your 30 minutes of wild sex and give him a night to remember. 

Julie and Lance went off to a private room for their session, Julie sashaying her hips as she walked through the crowd. She was hopeful of servicing many of the guys later in private sessions.

"Now for the remainder, well done. If you wish you can also have a private session with the girl who chose you at a 50% discount for tonight only. If you want to use this discount you may do so any time between now and 3.30am, because we close at four so we can all have some beauty sleep."

Marcie gave each guy a voucher for their 50% discount naming the girl on each. 

Each girl thanked her masturbator with a big hug and tried to persuade him to spend his voucher with her this evening. Two took up the offer immediately, Dana's guy wanted to watch her cum on the Sybian before he had his session with her. Dana okayed this with Marcie and they booked a room and the Sybian.

Trudi and Gabby took their guys to reception to pay, then took them upstairs for their sessions, each noting that they were booked for several more sessions during the early hours of the morning. 

Having nothing till the Sybian was free in an hour, Dana took her guy, Terry, to the spa pool and they both sat in the warm water. He was interested to know how this all started and was fascinated with the polyamory aspect of the relationships. They chatted for the hour and then got out, dried themselves, and Terry escorted her to the Sybian room. Dana lubed the dildo and sat astride it, feeling the familiar rod filling her cunt.

"You can drive," she told Terry.

He started her off slowly, then rapidly became faster. Dana was close within a couple of minutes, and they had a 20 minute session booked. She closed her eyes and hung on while she approached then reached her orgasm.

"Ooooohhhh, I'm cumming," she told Terry. "Ooooohhhh, it's wonderful."

As the orgasm passed she opened her eyes, expecting Terry to slow the machine down. He didn't. Instead he left it at about 80% and attached the Velcro straps around her knees so she couldn't lift herself off the machine, then bound her wrists behind her so she couldn't remove the straps. Oh, hell, thought Dana. He also attached the support behind her and fastened her to that so she wouldn't fall over.

Terry sat back and watched Dana struggle in vain to reduce the stimulation. He left it on 80%, noticing the sweat starting to appear from her struggles.

"God you look sexy on there," he told her, his cock standing to attention inside his trousers.

A few minutes later Dana came again, writhing due to the sensations and also in an effort to somehow reduce the stimulation.

"Please let me off, Terry, please," she begged.

"No way. I intend torturing you in the nicest way possible."

Dana had received this treatment before so she knew she was goo d of at least 30 minutes, but towards the end of her previous marathon she had been cumming continuously for the last 12 minutes. She tried to relax but the insistent stimulation continued to push her towards yet another orgasm. She approached it, then she came again, thrashing about as much as she could.

"You bastard!" she yelled at him, knowing the room was soundproof. Terry just smiled and turned it to 85%.

Omigod, omigod, thought Dana, recovering slowly while still being stimulated towards another orgasm. She entered a space of nothing, away from her body, as she could do when she was experiencing agonising pain. This was a world where she could look dispassionately at her body and see what it was doing. It was nearly ready to cum -- again. She saw it cumming, struggling against her bonds, writhing in agonising ecstasy. Then it relaxed a little before repeating the process, the times between cums shortened, until one ran into another. She felt Terry increase the stimulation to 100% and saw her body almost take off again, this time cumming continuously without respite until somewhere, far away she heard the two minute bell.

Terry reduced the speed slowly down to zero. She came back inside herself as the stimulation stopped.

"Saved by the bell," he grinned as he undid the straps holding her.

"That was so intense," she said, hugging him, "Thank you so, so much for doing that for me."

They left the room and had a ten minute break before their private session. They sat in the spa pool again, she resting her head on Terry's shoulder and recovering as quickly as possible. Terry stroked her breasts gently while she held his rigid cock.

When their booking time arrived they went arm in arm to the private room. Dana rolled a condom onto his cock and they made sweet love on the bed in several positions, Terry filling three condoms before the session ended. Even though Dana was all orgasmed out, she still managed a final one, which pleased Terry greatly. They kissed and hugged each other.

"Thank you, sweetheart," he said, "I'll never forget you or this evening. I'll certainly be back again."

"I won't forget you or the evening either," replied Dana with a twinkle in her eye, "And I'll certainly look forward to you cumming again."

They parted and Dana met her bookings for the rest of the evening, catching up with the other girls and finding they too were having lots of fun.

Eventually the numbers reduced as people went home and by 4am there were only the last few from the private rooms to farewell.

The team met in the spa pool.

"Wow, what a night!" was the general consensus. Everyone confirmed that it had been truly awesome, although it was far more tiring than most had expected. They agreed that the organisation was wonderful. Dana told them about her Sybian marathon. Others shared stories of their encounters. Then they all headed off to bed.

Marcie and Greg lay in bed next to Julie. For once Julie was completely satiated. 

"I think I came about 25 times tonight," she said sleepily. Good night."

She rolled over and went to sleep.

"Well," said Marcie, "OK for some, but I don't think we came at all, did we darling?"

"Not that I know of, and with all those naked bodies and sex pheromones around, I'm horny as hell."

They made sweet, gentle, passionate love for a short time, just enough for them both to cum hard, then drifted off to sleep still united.

Dana, Trudi and Todd went to bed and all were completely satiated.

"I didn't know I could fuck so often and still cum," said Todd, "I'm sure I came about eight times tonight and fucked several times without cumming. Some of those women were gorgeous too, but none matched either of you girls. You were both just awesome tonight."

"I certainly had a ball," replied Trudi, "Came lots, had some wonderful and some not so good partners, but I still prefer you, Todd."

"Me too," agreed Dana. "I came more than I think I ever have in one day. At least you don't leave me all unfulfilled and up in the air like one guy did last night. However, I came so much on the Sybian I think I've used my quota for a month, or at least till morning."

They cuddled together and soon were sleeping soundly.

Pam and David crawled into bed, very tired after the evening.

"You know darling," said Pam, "All those young people and reek of sex in the air made me quite horny tonight. Please, honey, will you fuck me now?"

"Of course sweetheart," David replied before kissing her gently and arousing her fully and then making sweet love to her for the next half hour. After they both came, they dropped off to sleep, cuddled together like newly-weds.



Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 03



 Ch. 3: Another Day at the Office

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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Muriel

Marcie realised that life was never going to be the same when she received a phone call on Monday morning. Everyone in the extended household had fully recovered from the Saturday opening night and had been debriefed during a relaxed Sunday afternoon. They all thought it had gone really well and were looking forward to weekly events each Saturday night. Financially it was highly successful, reported David, and at the rate they were going it would take less than a year to repay the loans taken out for the development, which everyone thought was exceptional. The girls, Todd and Chris were also very pleased with the tips they had received, enabling them to pay for their university studies rather than have to borrow money. After everyone who had to leave on Monday morning had left, and Pam had arrived for her usual cup of coffee with Marcie, the phone rang.

"Good morning, Marcie speaking."

"Good morning," the voice on the phone replied, "My name is Muriel. My husband and I were at 'Dana's' on Saturday night and we really enjoyed the show, I think. You see, I'm a bit nervous making this call; we have a few sexual problems. My husband and I have struggled with sex all our married lives. I was absolutely amazed to see women having orgasms on Saturday night. That was mindblowing. I'm ashamed to admit it but neither my husband nor I knew that women could have orgasms. I mean, like, we're sexually active and have intercourse once or twice a month, but we both thought that orgasms were just when men, oh, you know, squirted their stuff. We didn't know that women could have that intense sensation too."

Muriel paused for breath and Marcie interjected gently.

"You poor sweetie, how long have you been married?"

"We've been married for eight years," replied Muriel, obviously relieved to be answering questions rather than explaining her situation.

"Would you like to come around with your husband, or maybe first on your own, and we could chat about this?"

"That would be wonderful please."

"Ok, so when would suit you?"

"I'm free all day today if that's OK with you, but if that's too soon, just let me know. My husband has a well-paid job and he doesn't like me to have to work, says it's demeaning for a husband if his wife works because it means he doesn't earn enough. Do you think we're crazy?"

"No, absolutely not. Today would be just fine. How about you come round, you know where we are, about 11 o'clock. Would that suit you?"

"That would be wonderful. Thank you so much. I'll see you then. Do I need to bring anything?"

"No. just yourself in comfortable clothes. I'll see you then."

"Thank you. 'Bye."

"'Bye."

Pam was intrigued. She had heard one side of the conversation so Marcie filled her in with the details.

"Amazing. In this day and age some women still know absolutely nothing about how their bodies work. I wonder if she's ever seen her husband naked," said Pam.

"I'll have to ask her when she's here. Incredible when you think of all the sex you can see on the internet; she's obviously never looked at any porn sites. I wonder how they got to come here on Saturday."

"Well, I guess we don't have long to wait to find out. I'd better wear something besides this pool wrap and alpaca blanket I guess. Don't want to frighten her off before she even comes in the door."

Pam finished her coffee and headed back to her domain while Marcie changed into a loose-fitting top and skirt with sexy knickers and bra underneath.

Just before 11 the doorbell rang and Marcie greeted Muriel, noting her silver BMW sports car outside.

"Muriel, come on in."

Muriel did and Marcie escorted her into the conversation pit in the lounge.

"Would you like tea, coffee of something stronger?"

"Something stronger, if that's OK," replied Muriel, "This is really difficult and so embarrassing for me. If you have a wine that would be wonderful thanks. White if you have it please."

Marcie poured two chardonnays and returned to Muriel.

"Thank you."

"Now, I think you should start your story from the beginning. Start with your upbringing and schooling, then go on to your teenage years, then up to the present day," suggested Marcie.

"Well, my parents were very religious and so I had a restricted upbringing. Nakedness was not allowed. Do you know I had never seen a naked man until last Saturday? I only saw my husband naked on Sunday morning because I insisted. Anyway, my teenage years were dominated by the thoughts that men were bad and just wanted to make girls lose their virtue, although we were never told exactly what that meant. I met my husband at a church dance.  All dances and meetings with boys were chaperoned. We'd never been alone at all until we got married. The first night of our honeymoon was a disaster. Neither of us knew what we were supposed to do. We were aroused and we thought we knew where to put things, but nobody told me about my hymen, and it hurt like hell with lots of blood. I thought I was dying. Anyway, he carried on and squirted his stuff in me. We went to a doctor the next day and she explained everything to us and also suggested I go on the pill, which I am still on."

Marcie listened to Muriel's story in amazement. Was it really possible that people were treating their children like this? It was almost child abuse, she decided.

"How old are you, Muriel?"

"I'm 28 and my husband is 29."

"Do you want children?"

"Oh yes, we've been trying for children for several years with no success. We think that we know how and my husband tells me that if he squirts his stuff into me then that will make a baby. Is that right?"

Marcie was floored. Muriel was taking contraceptive pills yet wanted to have children!

"Muriel, these pills you are taking, do you know what they're for?"

"No. The doctor just told me to keep taking them and I'd be ok."

"These pills stop you from having a child. If you want to have a child you have to stop taking the pills. Yes, your husband is right, his sperm, which is in the semen that he ejaculates into you when he has his orgasm, can fertilise an egg that is released from your ovary once a month. But only if you stop taking contraceptive pills."

"Oh," replied a very thoughtful and tearful Muriel. She reached over to Marcie and held her tightly as she sobbed onto her shoulder. She stayed like that for several minutes, her sobs wracking her body as she thought of all the wasted years when she could have had a lovely baby or two.

"Now," said Marcie after a few minutes, "It's time to start sex 101. Would you be more comfortable in our bedroom rather than the lounge because I want you to get naked and to explore your own female anatomy."

"Yes, that would be better I think."

They went to Marcie's bedroom and both undressed.

"Have you ever seen a female naked before last Saturday?"

"No, never. Naked bodies were the work of the devil, I was told."

"How can they be? They are made by God and are beautiful. Look at yours in the mirror. It's much the same as mine, except it is has fewer sags and wrinkles."

Muriel looked at both bodies in the mirror, then at Marcie's.

"Can I touch you please?"

"Yes, of course, go ahead."

Muriel explored Marcie with her fingers, gently touching her all over until she came to her crotch.

"Can I touch you down here?"

"Absolutely. Touch away. In fact, I'll lie down so it's easier for you."

Marcie lay on her back on the bed and spread her legs. Gradually, gently Muriel touched her pussy area.

"Why do you have your hair trimmed?"

"Because I like it like that and I think it makes me look more sexy."

"Oh."

Marcie reached down and spread her cunt lips.

"These lips are called labia," she explained, "There are inner and outer labia," she showed Muriel as she touched them. "Then up here is my clitoris or clit as it's often called and it hides under a hood." Marcie showed each part to Muriel and got her to touch them.

"Now, it's time for you to see yourself like this." 

Marcie stood up and took a small magnifying mirror from the cupboard, placing it on the floor.

"Stand over this mirror with your legs apart."

Muriel did, and Marcie showed her and guided her fingers to touch all her female parts.

"Now, here is the entrance to your vagina or cunt and it's commonly known. This is the passageway to your womb or uterus where your husband puts his penis, or cock, prick, tool and lots of other commonly used words for it. Just run your fingers over these parts and feel how they feel inside you."

Muriel did this and Marcie noted the first signs of arousal as her lubrication started to appear.

"Feel the wetness starting to come? That shows that you're starting to get aroused and ready for sex. Does this happen when your husband arouses you?"

"I never let him touch me. All I do is to put some handcream here and then he just pushes his rigid cock into my cunt, are those the right words?"

"Yes, you've got the words right. But you mean he never uses his fingers on you? Never rubs your clit?"

"Oooh no, I would never let him do that. It's bad."

"Well actually, no it's not bad. It is a wonderful feeling and a loving thing for married couples to do. Do you ever rub his cock?"

"No, I was told not to, although a couple of times I have accidentally touched it."

"Well, the good news is that touching is not bad. You can touch each other wherever you like, however you like and it is a wonderfully loving thing to do. Now, would you like to experience your first orgasm?"

"I don't know. Will it hurt?"

"No, of course not. It will be wonderful and you will feel complete as a woman."

"So how will it happen without my husband being here?"

"I will use my fingers. Tonight, in bed, you can then guide your husband to do the same as I'm going to do now. Is that OK if I make you cum now?"

"Yes, of please, yes."

Muriel lay down on her back and Marcie started gently rubbing Muriel's pussy area, moving downwards to her slippery cunt, bringing lubrication to her clit. She gently pushed her finger into Muriel's cunt, pushing further to stimulate her G spot, rubbing that gently for a few minutes before coming back to her clit and starting to rub around that, her lips, hood, clit occasionally, back inside. She kept this up for many minutes while Muriel started to move her hips reflexively in fucking motions. Marcie kept up the movements and started to rub and squeeze Muriel's breasts, bringing one of Muriel's hands up to rub and squeeze her other breast. Muriel quickly caught on, and used both her hands on her breasts, leaving Marcie to focus on her clit area. Muriel came closer to her first ever orgasm.

"I'm going to pee," she said, trying to sit up.

"No you're not. That's how it feels when you're getting close to having an orgasm. Just relax and let what needs to happen, happen."

Muriel relaxed and continued to move her hips in increasingly wild movements.

"Ooohhh, ooohhh, oooohhhhhhh," she cried as she came for the first time, thrashing about on the bed, totally under the control of her first ever orgasm.

Gently Marcie slowed down her finger movements and Muriel came back to reality.

"Congratulations, sweetie, you've just had your first orgasm. How was it?"

"Ooohhh, that was wonderful," she reached up to hug Marcie, "Thank you so much."

"My pleasure. I'm just pleased I could help you."

Muriel looked for her clothes, suddenly becoming embarrassed to be naked in front of another woman.

"What's the matter?" asked Marcie

"I need to get dressed."

"Why?"

"Because I shouldn't be naked in front of someone else."

"There's absolutely nothing wrong with it. Come with me." She held out her hand to Muriel, who took her hand and stood up. Marcie led her through to the spa pool. They both stepped into the warm water and sat down.

"How are you feeling now?" asked Marcie.

"Relaxed. I don't think I've ever felt this relaxed. Thank you so much. I've learnt so much today."

"Are you ready to learn more?"

"Oh yes please."

Marcie instructed her on what to do to make her cum, moving her hand just as she liked it, touching the places she liked being touched. Slowly Muriel's touches drove her towards orgasm and then she was there.

"Oooohhh, that's sooo good. Just keep doing that, I'm almost there, oooooohhhhhh, yessss."

Muriel looked at this beautiful woman who she had just made cum, thinking that's what she must have looked like. She then noticed that Marcie was relaxing, opening her eyes, and then she gave her a big hug and kiss.

"Thank you, Muriel. You're a very quick learner. That was lovely. Now you can give yourself an orgasm any time you like."

"I guess I can, but will I? I would certainly prefer Gerald, my husband, to give me orgasms rather than do it myself. It seems so much more loving from someone else, a real gift."

"Yes, that's true, so now you can train Gerald to do it for you. Of course you can also train him to arouse you before sex and then you will most likely find that you have an orgasm during sex, as you saw on Saturday night. Tell me, how did you both come here on Saturday night if you were so prudish about sex?"

"A friend gave us two tickets and said we'd really enjoy this new show. We thought it must have been opera or something. When we found what it was we were too embarrassed to leave, so we stayed. The rest, as they say, is history."

"I hope you'll be thanking your friend. Before you go, remind me to give him, or her, two free tickets to another show. I'll give you and Gerald two free tickets as well. Next show is booked out but you can use them whenever you like. We'll be having a couples night soon so that might be a good time to use them."

"Oh thank you. That would be great. What will you do on the couples night?"

"You'll have to come along to see."

They climbed out of the pool, dried themselves and went through to Marcie's room to dress. Muriel then thanked Marcie again.

"I think it would be a good idea if you like to bring Gerald along for a session, don't you? You and Gerald could meet with maybe Todd and Dana and do some couples sex therapy. There will be a charge for that, but I'll throw in this morning's meeting for free."

"That would be wonderful, thank you so much. I'll most likely have to drag him along but we'll see what happens. Thank you, I'll be in touch."

"Hang on a second," said Marcie, as she went through to her office. She came back with four tickets for a show.

"Here you are, two for you and two for your friend."

"Thank you so much once again," said Muriel.

The two women hugged each other again and Marcie watched Muriel drive off in her car. Poor woman, she thought, all that wasted time, wasted youth. Restrictive religion and religious parents have a lot to answer for.

She went back inside and visited Pam for lunch, over which she told her about Muriel and Gerald.

"That's amazing," agreed Pam. I thought we were a bit naïve when we first met you and Greg, but nothing like that."



Neil

A short time later the phone rang once again.

"Good afternoon, Marcie speaking."

"Good afternoon," replied a distraught sounding young man, "Is Rochelle there please?"

Marcie somehow knew from the young man's tone that something was very wrong.

"Not at present, sorry, who is calling?"

"It's Neil here. Rochelle went away last summer and hasn't come back. I really need to find her to say goodbye."

"Well, I might be able to help find her for you. Tell me what happened."

"We were surfing, we surfed a lot, sort of the endless summer thing, and the waves were huge this day. I saw her wipeout and next thing her board came high out of the water and landed on her. I didn't see her after that but some people brought her in from the surf, I think, and then when I asked about her they told me she had gone. I just didn't get to say goodbye to her."

Tears welled in Marcie's eyes at what this poor guy must have suffered during the past six months. 

"Tell me what she looked like and what she was wearing and that will help me find her for you."

"She's about five six, blonde hair to her neck, slim and very sexy and was wearing a hot pink bikini."

"I think I know just the person you are looking for." Marcie consulted her program to see when Dana would be home – 2.30pm. "She should be back here about 4pm. Would you like to call in then?"

"I'd love to. Thank you so much. That's great you know where she is. I'll see you then."

Marcie texted Dana that she had a client for 4pm, to be home by 3.45 and to buy herself a hot pink bikini swim suit on the way.

Dana arrived home at 3.15 and asked her Mom what the story was.

"This guy Neil phoned. He was very upset, says he's been looking for his surfer girlfriend, Rochelle, since she went missing while they were surfing last summer. From what he said it sounds like she came off her board. The board knocked her unconscious and she drowned. He apparently didn't even get to see her after she was dragged out of the water; he was just told that she had gone, meaning, I guess, had died. So he needs completion and you're the closest girl I know to Rochelle's description. So you're her, and I'm sure that with your psychology training you'll be able to help him greatly so he can get on with his life. You'll need to wear the bikini because that's what she wore when he last saw her."

"Oh, the poor guy. I can certainly help him reach completion. I'll go and get ready for him."

At 3.55 Neil knocked at the door. Marcie let him in, did the necessary admin and then called out for Dana. 

"Rochelle, Neil's here for you."

Dana came running down the stairs wearing her hot pink bikini and threw herself into Neil's arms.

"Oh, darling, I've missed you so much. I'm so glad I've found you after all this time. I'm also so sorry that I had to leave so suddenly without saying goodbye. Thank goodness I've found you again."

Neil hugged and kissed Rochelle with tears streaming down his face.

"Oh sweetheart, I've found you, I've found you. How wonderful. Why did you leave me?"

"It was just my time to go and I tried but I couldn't stay. I'm only here for a short time so we'd better make the most of it. Come with me, I have a surprise for you."

Rochelle led Neil through to the spa pool.

"Come on, honey, time to get your gear off," she said.

She stripped him down to his pair of board shorts, leaving those on as she left her bikini on, and they jumped in the pool. She sat on his knee, cuddling into him.

"Tell me about all the good times we had, darling, just remind me of the fun times."

Neil started 'reminding' Rochelle how they met, the places they had surfed on their endless summer trips around the world. Eventually he came back to the last fateful surf.

"I was sitting on the beach watching you surf and then I saw you do a wipeout and come off your board. What happened after that? I couldn't see because of the huge waves."

Rochelle snuggled in closer. "The board flew into the air and landed on me. I tried really hard to get back to you but my arms and legs just wouldn't work. I just entered a very peaceful place and then I saw you on the beach, waiting for me. I tried really hard to tell you I was fine but you didn't seem to hear me. I watched as people brought my body in from the sea and tried to resuscitate me, but that didn't work. Nobody thought to talk to you or tell you what happened. Eventually they took my body away in an ambulance and one of the people told you that I had gone. But I'm really here with you always, just that most of the time you can't see me. Anyway, let's say goodbye in a better way, shall we?"




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 03



Rochelle climbed out of the pool and helped Neil out. They dried themselves and then collected their clothes and headed upstairs.

"Let me help you out of your shorts then you can take my bikini off, which I know you enjoy."

They were soon naked and Rochelle lay on the bed. 

"What's your favourite position, lover?"

"I want you to ride me like you did so often when we were at Malibu."

Neil lay on his back and Rochelle rolled a condom onto his rigid cock, then mounted him.

"Ooohhh, that feels sooo good, darling," she cooed. "I've so missed that."

Neil held her hips, pushing and pulling her back and forth. Rochelle picked up the rhythm and then he used his hands to caress her breasts, slowly and surely bringing her closer to her orgasm.

"I want you to cum first so I can feel your orgasm on my cock," he whispered.

"Ok, sweetheart, I know you like it like that. Just keep doing that, I'm almost there, oooohhhh, I'm close, closer, ooohhh darling, yes, I'm cummmingggg!" she cried.

"Yes, honey, I feel you cumming, I'm almost there too, ooohhh, a few more thrusts, yes, yes, yes, I'm cumming too."

Rochelle felt him thrusting and felt the heat of his cum filling the condom. Slowly, they both relaxed, spent, and just lay in each other's arms.

"Sweetheart, this is a great way to say goodbye," she said. "Very soon I will have to go and leave you but just know that I'll always be there in your memory. It's also time for you to move on with your life, to find someone else to love, have children with and grow old with. I know there is just the perfect person for you out there somewhere. She won't necessarily be like me and she certainly won't be me, but she will love you for who you are and you will love her wonderfully in return. So after this, we will part and we will have our memories of each other for ever."

"Thank you, darling, for coming back to say goodbye. It was so lonely looking for you, but now I no longer have to do that because we have said our goodbyes in the most wonderful way possible. Thank you for bringing me completion, Rochelle, thank you. I love you and I always will, but I'll also move on with my life."

They cuddled and kissed for a few more minutes, then he removed his cock and condom, they had a shower together and then she dressed him without his wet shorts and he dressed her in clothes she had placed in the room earlier.

"Goodbye, Rochelle," he said as he hugged and kissed her for the last time.

"Goodbye, Neil. Take care out there and remember how wonderful we were together, darling."

They walked down the stairs with arms around each other's waists and she let him out the front door, watching until he was out of sight. She then turned to Marcie, who had approached quietly, clung to her and she burst into tears, sobbing against her mother's shoulder. Marcie stroked Dana's hair comfortingly.

"Thank you, Dana. That was a wonderful thing you did for Neil. You have healed his life and allowed him to move on. Thank you."

Dana came out of her emotional meltdown and looked into her mother's teary eyes.

"Thanks, Mom," she said, "It was a pleasure to do that for the guy. Why do these things always happen to such great people?"

"I guess that they are great people because they learn to cope with what life throws at them and they don't give up. Nobody said life would be all happiness. In fact, we can only experience happiness to the same degree that we have experienced sadness. We experience all emotions in terms of their opposite emotions. The only alternative is to never experience any strong emotions, just have permanent greyness."

"Well, I wouldn't want that, I'm certain. Anyway, I need something to eat and drink."

So they both headed to the kitchen, chatting away about what else had happened during the day, Marcie sharing the story about Muriel and suggesting that Todd and Dana or Gabby would make good sex surrogates for assisting Muriel and Gerald to improve their sex lives together. Shortly afterwards the others began arriving home and stories were retold and events of the day shared over the evening meal.

When they had finished eating and everything was cleared away, Marcie announced that they had a busy evening ahead of them.

"I don't know whether it's just because we're newly opened or if it's from the opening night crowd, but we have a lot of bookings for tonight. The full schedule is in outline form on the whiteboard and you each have your individual assignments in your pigeon holes. So please check these out soon. We start at 8pm. David, can you please organise the bar for those waiting; Pam, I've put you as the greeter for reception. I have a couple who want to beat each other up in the Dungeon. Seems they've each found out the other has cheated on them and they think that punishment is the only way. I hope to persuade them that polyamory might be a far more mature option. Any questions?"

"Marcie, I hope you've remembered that I have an early lecture which I really need to stay awake in," said Julie.

"Yes, you finish at 10pm, so not problems there. You have two, from memory, a guy who wanted to make a woman cum lots of times, so I thought you'd be ideal." Julie pulled a face at Marcie before breaking into a broad grin. "And two lesbians who want a Sybian experience. May end up a bit more than that but I'm sure you'll cope."

"Ah, the things I have to do!" sighed Julie, ginning widely.

"Anyway," continued Marcie, "check out your schedules. If there's any problem please see me before 8pm, after which I'll be busy in the Dungeon and any problems see Pam. You'll note that on your detailed sheets I have written any special requests. Dana, one guy wants you to dress as a school marm, so I suggest you get a cane and a wooden ruler from the Dungeon before I start there. Sounds like he could do with a bit of counselling. Greg, you've only got one session tonight, a fairly emotionally fragile older widow who really misses her husband, so you'll need to be gentle with her. She's here while Julie is dealing with her lesbians, so you can use Julie's room while she's doing that. I took pity on you seeing you need to go to work tomorrow. Right, anything else?"

"What's the story with the spa pool?" asked Todd, "Does it matter if several of us and our clients are in there together?"

"Probably not a good idea," replied Marcie, "We do pride ourselves on confidentiality and I'd hate to break that with clients. It's fine on Saturday show nights because everyone can see each other anyway. But a lot of these people have guilt issues anyway. If they have asked for a spa I have shown that on your sheet and on the room allocation. You'll see that there is an overall room allocation as well as an overall person assignment sheet. You'll get used to it, after all, tonight's the first night we have operated the brothel so it's a learning experience for everyone. Just remember that they pay Pam at reception before you take them away, and if they have drinks while waiting they need to pay David for those. Any tips they give you are your business, of course."

There were no further questions so everyone went off to consult the boards and peruse their detailed sheets, working out what they would wear by any special requests that the clients had made. They noted that their time with clients was a minimum of 45 minutes, with a 15 minute break, but that some clients had booked longer. 

Dana collected a cane, a leather strap and a twelve inch wooden ruler from the Dungeon and put them in 'her' room for the night, room one. She noticed that generally each girl and Todd and Chris had specific rooms allocated so it was obviously up to each person how they set their room up and what clothes they kept there. Dana checked her list and collected suitable clothing for each session, hanging it in the wardrobe in her room. That will save me having to go downstairs to the clothes locker all the time, she thought. She also noticed that most started people at 8pm and went through to 1am. It was fortunate that most of them were postgrad students who did not have lectures and could work their own hours.

At 7.50pm the first client arrived, followed by a steady stream of others afterwards. Pam would greet each person or, in some cases, couple, take their money and escort them to the bar area, which had private booths, for David to serve them with drinks while they waited. Pam noted the booth number for each client so that each girl or guy who came down to meet them knew who and where they were. The system ran very well indeed with no hiccups, a tribute to forward planning.



Tina and Monty

Marcie collected her warring couple and escorted them to the Dungeon. She picked up on the body language very quickly and determined to change this if possible.

"So, Tina and Monty, what is the problem as you see it?"

"She cheated on me with one of my best friends," said Monty. "I caught them out fucking in our bed, in our house."

"Yes, but only after I'd heard that you'd been fucking the barmaid at the local tavern for weeks," accused Tina. "You'd go there every Friday night and I wondered why you came home reeking of sex as well as beer, then one of my friends saw you two there and told me."

"Ok, so let's sort this thing out a little. Do either of you deny that you were unfaithful to the other?"

They both looked at the floor and shook their heads.

"Right, so neither of you can really stand on any moral high ground, can you?"

Again, they looked at the floor and shook their heads.

"So what do you want to do about it?"

"I want to whip Tina's arse and teach her she can't do this to me," said Monty angrily.

"And I want to cut Monty' cock and balls off and stuff them down his throat," replied Tina, equally angrily.

"So," asked Marcie, trying to calm the emotions, "What good would that do for either of you? Would any of this unfuck the other person? Would it help you to love each other more? Would it heal your marriage? Or would it just add fuel to the fires of anger and betrayal that already are smouldering? You cannot undo what has been done, all you can do is discuss it, find out why, forgive each other and resolve to be different in future. There are many ways this difference could occur; you don't just have to say you'll never look at another person twice; there are other options."

Tina and Monty thought about this for a few minutes, the anger slowly draining from them. Tina sighed and her eyes started to tear up. "Monty was my world. I'd hate to lose him. Yet I feel that I'm still young and my hormones just won't let me stop longing to play the field. I loved him dearly and still do, I love having sex with him, but I really do want to feel how it is to have sex with other men. Monty was my first lover and he swept me off my feet, so to some extent I feel like I want my freedom to fuck with whoever I want to. But I don't want to wreck our marriage. I thought maybe punishing him, not as drastically as I mentioned before, could keep him in line."

Monty considered for a few moments, then he replied, "You were my first lover also, Tina. I still love you dearly, but I keep wondering what else I've missed out on. My affair with the barmaid was nothing, just sex, nothing emotional in it. I'm sorry I hurt you darling."

"I'm sorry I hurt you too, honey," replied Tina.

Having watched this couple talk together honestly of their feelings and motivations, maybe for the first time ever, and heard their expressions of apology, Marcie decided it was time to take this to the next stage.

"So in future, what do you wish to put in place that will prevent this exact same situation happening?"

"Well, I guess we'll just have to be strong," said Tina. "What other option do we have?"

"There really are only two options," said Monty, "We can stay together and be strong to resist temptation or we can just divorce and go our own ways. I don't want either of those, but I guess I don't want the second option more than I don't want the first."

"Mmmmm," added Tina, "Same here. Marcie, what do you suggest please?"

"Well, those are lose-lose options. What you could have is a win-win option. Have you heard of polyamory?" she asked.

They both shook their heads.

"Polyamory is where more than two people live together, usually sharing the same bed, certainly making love together in a variety of combinations. It is based on the fact that love is unlimited. Just because you love more than one person sexually doesn't mean that you love any one of them less than you would if they were your only lover. In fact often you love them more because they have allowed you the freedom to love others and to receive their love as well. What it means is that you have the best of both worlds. You can keep your marriage but you can each make love to other people, with the other partner's full knowledge and support, and maybe all sleep in the one room and one bed."

Tina and Monty looked at each other.

"How does that sound?" asked Tina.

"Like a dream come true," replied Monty. "I could sleep with you and the barmaid," her added with a grin.

"Yes, and with Jake, the friend you caught me with."

"Mmmm, the four of us in one bed all fucking up a storm. Sounds interesting to say the least."

Marcie smiled at their enthusiasm. "My husband Greg and I have a polyamorous relationship with Julie as an additional party. Julie was a girl who Greg just happened to bring home from a party and the three of us share the same bed. Our daughter Dana is also part of a polyamorous relationship with Todd and Trudi. You would remember all of them from last Saturday night if you were there."

They both nodded.

"Then we extended the relationship to include the other four who operate this establishment as well. So from my point of view, I am legally married to Greg; Julie is part of our immediate polyamory agreement and the other seven people here are all associates of that agreement. We have formal documents that state this and we had a formal ceremony to consolidate the relationships. So what that means is that anyone here can sleep with anyone else and make love together. That has so far lasted for 18 months very happily and with very few, if any, difficulties."

"So that gives you all a great deal of variety, allows people to have sex or refrain from having sex, knowing than there is always someone else they can go to, and there is no need for anger or jealousy or guilt. It sounds a wonderfully healthy relationship," observed Monty.

"Yes, it is. The main thing is to lose your ego. The main problem in a relationship is the sense of ownership that people have of another. We talk of 'my wife' or 'my husband' as though we own them. We do not. We simply share our life with them. If we choose to share our life with several people then everyone is richer for it. For our group there were, of course, teething problems. For example, Dana thought Todd was hers and hers alone, then he and Trudi went away for a week together and so Dana wanted to punish Trudi and Todd, much as you two wanted to punish each other a short time ago. But when Dana started to do that she felt that the energy of inflicting pain on someone she loved dearly was all wrong. So she stopped and restarted, engaging in sexual torture as a way of expressing love."

"Sexual torture as love? Sounds strange and interesting," said Monty. "Can we try it please?"

"Yes, if you wish. You would, of course, both need to agree. That is the main reason the Dungeon we're in now was set up. Tina, would you like to experience some loving sexual torture from your husband and then lovingly torture him sexually as well?"

Tina felt a gush of fluid in her cunt and noticed that Monty's trousers were bulging at the crotch.

"Oh yes please," she said enthusiastically.

"Right. There are a few rules. The first is we have a safe word and if anyone says that then everything stops and the person is untied. The second main rule is that if the circulation is cut off from any part, that must be released within 20 minutes. We did have a rule about breaking the skin, but we relaxed that to allow piercing. However, we still have a rule prohibiting anything that will leave permanent scarring. Does that sound OK to you?"

They both agreed and also agreed tonight's safe word was banana.

"Right, so would you like a tour of the Dungeon? You have booked for two hours so you still have an hour and a half for play time."

"Yes please," they both said.

Marcie showed them what was in the Dungeon and explained how some of the items were used. She then asked them, "So what are your favourite fantasies for each other?"

"What I'd like to see would be Monty's cock and balls tied up tight and beaten with a whip," said Tina.

Monty looked at her. "You've never told me that," he said.

Tina looked at the floor. "Sorry, darling, I thought you'd think I was mad."

"So how about your fantasy for Tina?" asked Marcie.

"I'd like to whip her pussy."

It was Tina's turn to look at him askance.

"Well, tonight you can do these things if you wish. Would you like to and who goes first?"

"You can torture me first if you like," said Monty, "And, yes, I give you permission to do what you want to me."

"Thank you darling. And I give you permission to do what you want with me too."

Marcie asked them both to strip naked while she also stripped naked. 

"Now, it's one thing to have a fantasy but quite another to carry that fantasy out," explained Marcie. While inflicting pain on another person may seem to be exciting when it is in your mind, it may be really emotionally traumatic to actually see your loved one writhing in agony that you have inflicted. So, to begin with I will only allow you to each land one blow with the whip on the other person. Who would like to be whipped first?"

"I will be," replied Monty.

"Right, so here's some stretchy rubber for you to bind up Monty's cock and balls, Tina," Marcie handed her some lengths of rubber. "Now remember, when they are bound they must be unbound in 20 minutes time because the circulation will be cut off."

Tina started binding Monty's cock and balls, which soon took on purplish hue as the blood was cut off. Once they were bound Marcie positioned Monty in such a position that Tina had a clear stroke with the whip. Marcie handed Monty the multi-tailed whip.

"Right, now you only have one stroke to start with. I suggest that you stroke upwards. I also suggest that you make it a hard stroke."

Tina swung the whip a couple of times to get the feel of it then she aimed for Monty's carefully wrapped package, standing to the side a little so she had a longer stroke. She gave his balls and cock a strong stroke and Monty let out a howl, clutched his balls and collapsed onto the floor. Tina burst into tears and hurried to his side, placing her arm around him.

"Sweetheart, are you ok?" she asked in a worried tone. "I'm sorry, darling, I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you. I want to love you."

Monty slowly relaxed and returned her cuddle. "I want to love you too, darling," he replied.

After a few minutes they both stood up.

"I don't want to beat Monty anymore," said Tina. "I didn't enjoy that. But I guess that it's only fair if he gives me one stroke on the pussy as well. At least he'll find out how it feels when he does that to me."

Marcie agreed, so she arranged Tina on all fours on the floor with her head and breasts resting on the carpet and her arse sticking in the air with knees wide apart.

"Monty, I want you to stand alongside Tina and you will be bringing the whip down onto her arse so the ends of the tails curl around and hit her clit. That way you cover the whole pussy area. So here's your whip, give it a few swings then you have one good hard stroke."




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 03



Monty tried swinging the whip, listening to the whistle of the tails in the air. He then stood next to Tina, drew his arm back and gave her a stroke with all his strength. Tina cried out loudly and collapsed forward onto the floor, writhing in pain as she clasped her pussy with both hands. Monty was immediately alongside her with his arm around her.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, I'm so sorry."

"Oooohhh, that hurt so much," said Tina, sobbing with pain, "It still really stings badly."

After several minutes Tina was able to stand up again and had a look at her pussy, which appeared undamaged. She then unwrapped Monty's cock and balls, while Monty grimaced at the pain caused as the blood circulation was restored.

"Well, we seem to have discovered that we don't like either inflicting or receiving pain," said Tina, with Monty nodding in agreement. "Tell us, Marcie, what other things do people do down here?"

Marcie showed some of the equipment designed for causing pain to others. Both Tina and Monty were horrified time and again that people could actually enjoy receiving this sort of pain.

"What seems to happen with some of the members of our group is that once the pain becomes so great that it's unbearable, it is somehow transformed into sexual pleasure. So take this, for example," Marcie indicated the ram, "We have a dildo that is tapered so the base is four inches diameter and it is twelve inches long. All the women in our extended polyamory group have had this inserted full length into their cunts. Most used the safe word at the end but Dana and Julie have taken this inside themselves and have appeared to enjoy it. Both of them came hard with it inside. Which is strange because it's not what the device was designed for at all really."

"What was it designed for?" asked a curious Tina.

"Would you like to demonstrate?" asked Marcie.

"Ok, but you'll stop if I use the safe word, won't you?"

"Of course, provided you're in severe pain. And this won't hurt you at all, in fact, you'll probably enjoy it."

Marcie screwed the eight inch dildo onto the ram and lubricated it. She then got Tina positioned so the end of the dildo was just below her cunt entrance. She carefully and slowly raised the dildo until it started to penetrate Tina's cunt.

"Ooohhh, it feels quite nice in there," she said with a grin. "I'm glad it's not big like the other one though."

Monty was watching Tina and feeling decidedly horny from seeing his wife take the dildo inside her.

After a few minutes the dildo was fully inside Tina's cunt and Marcie stopped the machine.

"What happens now?" asked Tina.

"We go and have a cup of coffee," replied Marcie.

"So what do I do?"

"Nothing, until we release you. It is simply a way holding a woman in one place penetrated by the dildo. You cannot escape. Quite frustrating after a while, believe me."

"Oh."

Monty smiled at how easily Tina had been conned into being trapped like this.

"So if it was some of your group here instead of us, what would we do now?" he asked.

"Well," replied Marcie, approaching him seductively, "There is that large bed over there and you do have a lovely big cock that seems wasted just waving in the air. What do you want to do?"

"Are you saying we could fuck while Tina watches and can do nothing about it?"

"If you wish," replied Marcie noncommittally. "What do you think of that idea, Tina?"

Tina was in a quandary. After Marcie's talk of ego and more liberal attitudes to sex she had not expected to have to make a decision like this tonight, having had no time to think about it. Yet the idea of seeing Monty fuck Marcie really had her hot. 

"What would I be able to do after I was released?" she asked.

"I could certainly arrange for someone to make love with you while Monty watched, if you would like," replied Marcie. "What would you think of that, Monty?"

"Well, I guess that would be fair."

"So, shall we do it?" asked Marcie, seeking commitment.

"Yes, let's."

"I agree too," said Tina.

Marcie led Monty to the bed.

"How do you want me, lover?" she asked.

"I would like you standing on the floor at the edge of the bed, leaning forward, with a few of those large cushions under your belly and your legs wide apart."

"Right, but first you must put on a condom," she said, rolling one onto his cock. "There, now you're ready."

Marcie grabbed three of the overstuffed cushions, piled them on the bed, then leant forward over them so her breasts were just touching the bed. She walked her feet as wide as she could so that her cunt entrance was fully open and exposed for Monty.

Monty grinned as he examined Marcie's widely spread pussy. This is going to be great, he thought as he positioned himself between Marcie's legs and aimed his cock at Marcie's well-lubricated cunt. Gently he pushed forwards, easing his cock into her love tunnel, feeling the slippery sides massaging his cock, making it even harder and larger than it already was. After a few moments he was fully inside, his crotch pressed firmly against her saddle, but he noticed that the end of his cock was still not touching her cervix, even in this position which allowed for deep penetration. God, she must be huge, he thought.

Marcie felt his cock slowly penetrate her cunt, grateful that he didn't just ram it all in at once. Then she felt him press against her saddle, slightly disappointed that this was as much as he had. Oh well, she thought, better that than too much.

Tina watched from her position on the dildo, noting that Monty seemed to take more time with Marcie than he did with her. Once she saw that he had penetrated as far as he could, she saw him pull out and then start a slow fucking motion, imagining what Marcie was feeling as his cock slid against the walls of her cunt, envious and yet curious as she watched her husband making love to Marcie.

Monty's fucking rate increased as he got into his stride, seeking more stimulation by moving faster. Marcie was being pushed quite hard as he sought to penetrate further. For her part, Marcie was gaining very little stimulation because he was moving too quickly and there was no contact with her clit, which she craved. However, such is the life of a prostitute and she knew there were many others here who would be pleased to satisfy her later.

After a few minutes Monty felt that he was nearly ready to cum, so he sped up even more, giving a final thrust and then spurting his cum into the end of the condom. He held his position briefly, then relaxed and slowly removed his condom-covered cock.

"How was that, eh?" he asked Marcie.

"Well, I've had worse, but I've also had better. Seems you just wanted to satisfy you. Really, it's not a race. We could teach you a great deal if you were willing to learn, then Tina wouldn't need to seek her releases elsewhere."

"Oh. Sorry. I am learning a great deal today and I guess I accept what you say. My one goal is to cum, to get my rocks off. I guess that is what Tina has been telling me for years but I thought it was just her."

"Well, it's not just her," replied Marcie standing up. "Now it's time to release Tina and one of our guys can come down and make love to her. You can call this lesson one if you like. While she is doing this I will have you immobilised on the ram just as she has been."

Marcie went to the intercom and asked whether Greg, Chris or Todd was available. Greg was, so she asked him to come to the Dungeon. While he was coming, she released Tina.

"I feel all empty," she said.

"We'll fix that problem in a few minutes. Meantime, Monty, can you come over here please."

Monty approached Marcie and she tied his wrists to the bars then put a slightly loose tie around his balls, attached them to the ram and set the tension on the newly installed automatic system to six pounds, thinking she'd go easy on him. She then lowered the ram, stretching his balls, and allowed the system to stabilise.

Greg arrived and Marcie introduced him to Tina and outlined the situation, finally asking Greg to make love to Tina.

Greg started by firstly asking Tina if this was what she wanted, then by asking Monty if it was OK for him to make love with his wife. Both answered yes.

He then approached Tina and gave her a big hug, progressing slowly into a kiss, during which he fondled her back, buttocks and breasts. He then asked her to remove his clothes, which she did slowly, caressing each part of him that she exposed. By the time his underpants were removed his cock was erect, rigid and huge.

"Omigod," exclaimed Tina. "It's monstrous. I don't think I can get all that inside me."

"That's OK, sweetheart, don't be concerned, I certainly won't hurt you. Now, how would you like it?"

"I want to feel controlled so I want you on top of me, missionary style."

Greg rolled a condom onto his cock while Tina lay down on her back and spread her legs. Greg covered her, supporting his weight on knees and elbows as he teased her pussy with the head of his cock. He rolled off her, using his hand to spread her lips and her copious fluids, before kissing her pussy area and tonguing her clit.

"Oooohhh, that's so nice," she purred, "Nobody's ever done that for me before."

Greg continued doing this for several minutes, by which time Tina was rolling her head from side to side and moaning. He then lay over her again, moving slowly upwards so that his cock rested at the entrance to her cunt. He moved ever so slightly to allow his cock head to play with her lips and clit, causing Tina to moan some more. He then very slowly and carefully moved upwards while keeping his hips in the same relative position and then slowly started moving his cock head into her cunt, a fraction of an inch at first, gradually increasing the depth of his penetration.

Tina felt so sexy, so hot and horny as this master lover teased her gently. She felt very special, as though this was her first time, and in fact she thought it was the first time that anyone had actually made love to her instead of just fucking her. The sensations pulsing though her body were totally unfamiliar. She had never felt like this before. She felt his enormous cock teasingly enter her tunnel, then withdraw, re-enter a tiny bit further, then withdraw again. She tried to move her hips to get more in but to no avail; she had wanted him to be in control and he was.

Greg took about 15 minutes before he finally had most of his cock inside Tina, his cock head resting gently against her cervix. Greg lay still for a moment, allowing them both to enjoy the experience of feeling him deep inside her. He then withdrew almost completely and thrust slowly in again, withdrawing and thrusting, feeling the sensations of her cunt walls stimulating the sides of his cock.

Tina was in heaven. She had never felt such amazing sensations while making love before. She could feel every ridge and bump on Greg's cock as it slowly and relentlessly moved inside her cunt. She also felt the stimulation on her clit as his cock rubbed gently against it as it was thrust in and out, and the gentle squeeze when it was between their pubic bones when he was fully inside her. She felt herself approaching an orgasm, something she had only rarely felt during intercourse before. Greg's movements continued relentlessly and Tina closed her eyes and surrendered to the feelings that became stronger and, after only a few more moments, swamped her.

"Aaaaarrrrgggghhhh! I'm cummmmingggg!" she cried.

Greg slowed right down, moving slowly in and out as she thrashed through her orgasm and then lay still and relaxed. He gave her a sweet, gentle kiss, then started slowly at first, then faster, fucking her. She felt the feelings arising again. Surely not, she thought, I've never cum more than once during sex, even with a vibrator. Gradually over the next few minutes she approached and then passed her second orgasm, relaxing under Greg as that wave of supreme pleasure passed.

"Oh honey, please cum in me. I don't think I could take another orgasm like those," she said.

"One more for you and I'll cum at the same time, sound OK?"

"No, I want to feel you cum separately from me please."

"Ok, but remember, always ladies first," he chuckled.

Omigod, he wants me to have another one, she thought. She felt him start the rhythmic fucking motion again, felt the amazing sensations in her cunt and clit, and also felt these sensations washing over her, pushing her oversensitised body to even greater heights as she approached yet another orgasm.

"Omigod! Omigod! I'm cumming again! Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!" she yelled as she started writhing on the bed beneath Greg, who was struggling to hang onto her and stay inside her.

After a minute or two she calmed down again, covered in sweat and completely relaxed. Greg started a faster movement, pushing himself towards his orgasm, .... close, .... closer.

"Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!! Here it is. I'm cumminggg!" he cried, spurting his hot sperm into the condom resting against her cervix. "Oooohhhh, that feels sooo good."

He collapsed onto Tina, relaxing as the last few spurts finished, then took his weight off her. He gave her a long, sensual kiss and then carefully extracted his cock with condom intact.

They both lay on the bed for a few minutes while Marcie released Monty.

"Now that," she said to Monty, "Was making love."

As Greg climbed off the bed, Monty approached Tina and lay down beside her.

"I'm so sorry," he said, "All this time I've just been thinking of myself. I'm sorry, darling. I do love you; I just didn't know how to make love to you properly."

"That's ok, sweetheart. We can learn together. I guess I didn't give you much feedback either."

They hugged and kissed each other on the bed for a few minutes, then got up and dressed, and joined Marcie and Greg who had already dressed.

"How do we learn to make love in a more satisfying way?" asked Monty.

"Well, probably the best way is to come here and have some coaching. We can do that on a personal basis and teach you how to make love as you saw Greg make love to Tina. You would start off with me, while Greg would start with Tina, then after a while you would make love with one another with either Greg or I coaching you. After that you will notice that your sex life will have improved a whole lot. There'll be lots of homework as well," added Marcie with a grin.

"Great. Shall we sign up for coaching, honey?" asked Monty.

"Oh yes. I want you to make love to me like Greg did all the time please. Nothing else will be acceptable."

"So just sign up for the coaching as you leave. You need probably about three or four two hour sessions and they can be during the day or evening, whichever you prefer," explained Marcie.

They all went upstairs and Marcie checked how things were with everyone else while Monty and Tina booked their coaching sessions with Pam. Most clients had by now arrived and many had left and everyone was still working except Julie who had an early night because of lectures. Marcie had no further bookings so she relieved for Pam on reception and Pam and David headed off to bed.

Marcie reflected on the day and decided that she liked this business. It had great variety, she felt it used her skills extremely well, she enjoyed meeting and helping people and she particularly liked the way the team had developed and accepted all the challenges of the first few days in business. She shared her sentiments with Greg while organising things at reception and dealing with the few clients who were still arriving and those who were leaving. All told, she decided, a very satisfying day and evening.



Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 04



 Ch. 4 Becks

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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Thursday started off the same as any other day this first week after opening night. The students had all left to continue their studies and Greg had gone to work, leaving Pam, David and Marcie to clean and tidy, sort out the admin, take bookings and deal with anything that came up during the day. They had no bookings until official opening time 8pm, so were surprised when the doorbell rang. Marcie opened the door to see a woman in her early twenties, Marcie guessed, looking dishevelled and distressed. Her clothes were not quite in tatters but definitely looked second hand, her hair was unkempt, her finger nails dirty and broken and face tense and pale. Beside her was a small, battered suitcase.

"How can I help you?" Marcie enquired.

"Are you Marcie?" asked the woman.

"Yes I am."

"Oh thank God I've found you. Can I come in please? I'm really cold."

Marcie stood aside and let the woman come into the heated office area, then escorted her into one of the small private waiting rooms.

"Come in here," said Marcie, "It's warmer than out there. Would you like something to eat and drink?"

"Oh yes please. I haven't eaten or had a hot drink since yesterday morning. My name's Rebecca but everyone calls me Becks by the way."

"Pleased to meet you, Becks. How do you have your coffee?"

"Milk and one sugar please."

Marcie brought the two coffees over along with a plate of cookies.

"Help yourself to those," she told Becks.

Becks did just that, wolfing the first one then taking a second which she ate a little slower.

"So tell me about yourself," said Marcie, "What brings you here?"

"Oh, where to start. About two weeks ago I was thrown out of my home, literally. I still have the bruises. My partner of three years decided he didn't want me so kicked me out, saying that he had a new girlfriend. He kept Emma, my two year old girl though. He wouldn't let me back in to get her, wouldn't let me take anything. I slept under a bridge that first night, nearly froze." She shivered involuntarily at the memory. "I found a place to sleep the next night, a home that takes in desperate homeless women, and they gave me a meal as well. I went back to my home the next day and it was abandoned, locked and empty. He had left the house, taken Emma, everything from the house and the car. All I had were the clothes I stood up in. I didn't know where to go or what to do; I was frantic. I returned to the place for homeless women for that night also; that was last night. They told me that I couldn't stay there more than two nights because it was for emergencies only. I asked if they knew where somebody with no money, job or anything could stay and they said that a person called Marcie who ran a club called 'Dana's' may be able to help me. They told me where it was and here I am."

Marcie sat on the couch alongside Becks and put her arm around her shoulders.

"Oh you poor, poor woman," Marcie said softly into her ear.

Becks buried her face into Marcie's shoulder and sobbed, her whole frail body racked and shaking with each sob. Marcie continued to just hold her and let her release the pent up emotions.  When she had quietened down, Marcie dried her tears and looked at her.

"So now what?" she asked. "Now that you're here, how can we help you? What do you expect us to do? What do you expect to find here?"

Becks thought for a few minutes, prioritising her needs, wants, desires and ambitions. She realised she knew nothing about these people, she was in a strip club and brothel, a place of sin her mother would have said, and that she should really leave.

"Look, thank you for the cookies, the coffee and the shoulder to cry on, but I have disturbed you enough with my problems. They are mine, not yours, and I had no right troubling you with them."

Becks made to stand up but Marcie reached for her hand and gently, but firmly, pulled her back onto the couch.

"Oh no you don't. You are in no position to go back into the wide world as you are. Please let us provide a refuge for you so that you can at least gather your thoughts, strengthen your body and become healthy again."

Becks hesitated, looked at herself in the mirror on the wall, looked at Marcie, then slumped down into the couch again.

"You're right. Thank you for your kindness and hospitality. I will reluctantly accept it because I really haven't any realistic options. But I feel awful because I don't know how to repay you."

"There is nothing to repay. Surely we can help a fellow human being who has fallen on hard times. It will be our very great pleasure to help you along life's pathway. But first we really need to know what you wish us to do. So again I ask you how can we help you? What do you expect us to do? What do you expect to find here? Where do you want to get to?"

"I don't know. I am beside myself with worry for Emma, I really need to know that she is well and safe. But I don't have any idea where she is. Then there is my situation. Obviously to make it I need money, so I need work, and that will allow me to buy food, clothing, shelter and maybe even transportation. It's like starting from scratch again. But nobody would employ me like I am now."

"So what about relatives? Are your parents alive still?"

"I have a distant aunt but she is the only living relative I think I have, and I don't have any idea where she is or what her surname is as I think she remarried. My parents died in a boating accident five years ago. I have no brothers or sisters."

"So how old are you, Becks?"

"Twenty two."

"What sort of work do you do, or did you do before you had Emma?"

"I waited tables in a café for a couple of years. That's where I met Jason, my partner. We became an item after only knowing each other a few months, then Emma came along quite quickly, absolutely unplanned. We used to have sex all the time, I think that's what attracted us to each other. Despite everything, right now I feel horny because we used to fuck several times a day but I haven't cum for several days now. I shouldn't be telling you all this, should I?"

"I don't see why not. Sex is a human need just like eating and sleeping. And what better place to feel like that than in a brothel," laughed Marcie. "Would you consider working here?"

"Yes, I think so. That would solve several problems at once I guess."

"Right, so we'll discuss that over lunch. Would you like a hot shower, or spa bath if you wish, and then we'll have lunch and I'll introduce you to some of the team – the oldies. The young ones are all studying at university during the day then they work here at night."

"I'd love a shower please. Haven't had one for three days. What do I do with my clothes?"

"Toss them. There's plenty here you can wear and I'm sure lots will fit you. Probably best not to choose a domme outfit first off though," Marcie laughed, joined by Becks. "Come on, I'll show you where everything is."

Marcie escorted Becks through the extended house, showing her a room she could use in what had been Pam and David's house, and where the shower and dining room were.

"Here's a towel, there's clothes in that wardrobe and when you're ready lunch will be in the dining room."

"Thank you so much," said Becks, both feeling and seeming far better than a short time before. "I'll be down soon."

While Becks showered and dressed Marcie told Pam and David about her and how she had come to be here.

"Seems like we have a bit of a reputation already," she said, "Can't do any harm if the community considers that we're compassionate enough to help people like Becks."

They both agreed that it would be an excellent idea to provide for Becks during her time of turmoil, even if she didn't want to work here at any stage. 

"Everybody needs help at some time and there is no reason why we shouldn't provide it at this time for the poor girl. Her life must be totally overturned at present," said Pam.

Becks appeared after shortly after lunch was prepared. She had chosen simple, comfortable, yet stylish clothing. Marcie was beginning to suspect, from her mannerisms, speech and now dress sense, that she had a good upbringing and had simply been side-tracked on her life's journey, probably by rampant teenage hormones. Oh, well, we all make mistakes, she rationalised, and we all have the opportunity to learn from them.

Lunch was full of conversation with questions and answers from all sides. Becks was as keen to learn about the business and the people running it as they were to learn about her. After lunch, Marcie took Becks aside.

"Now that's the cleanliness, clothing and food taken care of. Are you still feeling horny?"

"Oh yes, even more so now that I'm warm and fed."

"Have you ever heard of a Sybian?"

"Yes, but I've never seen one or used one. It's a masturbation toy for women, isn't it?"

"Yes, but probably it shouldn't really be described as a toy. Come and I'll show you."

Marcie took Becks to the Sybian room and showed her how it worked and the various attachments.

"Would you like to use it?" asked Marcie.

"Oh yes please. Will you be here too or do I do it myself?"

"Whichever you wish."

"I'd like you to be here please. One of the other things about me, I love watching people have sex and I love being watched when I have sex. I guess that makes me an exhibitionist and a voyeur."

"Yes, it certainly does. And in a strip club it makes you both a customer and a performer. We'll have you up on stage yet, I can see that," chuckled Marcie.

"Ooohh, goody. Now, what do I do here?"

"Well, first I suggest that as an exhibitionist, you should strip naked. What attachment would you like? Probably best to start off with a small dildo, do you think?"

"No, I'll have the big one please," Becks said, "Jason used to push bottles up my cunt to show his mates how big I am."

"Oh," replied an almost-shocked Marcie, "So you really are an exhibitionist. Ok, big one it is."

Now that Becks was naked, Marcie noticed that she was extremely attractive. Well-proportioned breasts and hips, clear skin, neither too skinny nor overly fat. This confirmed her opinion of her up-bringing and also confirmed that she would be a wonderful asset to 'Dana's' if she wished to work here.

"Right," said Marcie, "Lubricate the dildo and then straddle the machine, allowing the dildo to go all the way up your cunt."

Becks did this, smiling at the sensual feelings it generated.

"Now, I'll start it off slowly," said Marcie as she started the vibrations and set them to twenty percent. "How's that feel?"

"Ooohhh, that feels just awesome," replied a smiling Becks. "A bit more please."

Marcie started the dildo rotation and also increased the vibrations, resulting in a squeal from Becks as she closed her eyes to really absorb all the sexual feelings emanating from her clit. She started to move her hips back and forth in a fucking motion. This girl's really hot and horny, thought Marcie as she increased it to fifty percent.

Becks was in heaven. All her senses were focussed on her clit and pussy area, feeling the waves of sexuality washing over her. She lost all sense of place and time, she was just sex; that was all there was in her reality. She had never felt so stimulated. She felt the beginnings of an orgasm approaching. Already, she thought? The machine continued to stimulate her unrelentingly; she felt it increase and vaguely heard Marcie say seventy percent. Her orgasm came quickly, overpowering her, causing her to let out an ear-piercing scream as she came hard.

"Aaaarrrrrggggghhhhh!!! I'm cummmminggggg! Yes! Yes! More! Yesssssss!"

Marcie was amazed at the power of her orgasm. Let's see what she does on 100% she thought as she turned the dial to full power. Becks went into orbit even more, writhing about on the machine as her hips moved frantically and she came even harder. After a full three minutes, Becks relaxed a little, the machine still running at full speed. She had sweat running down her body from the exertion. Her respite was short lived. After less than a minute she came again, as hard or harder than the first time, and she stayed like that, cumming in one long orgasm. 

Marcie had never seen a person have such a powerful and lengthy orgasm as she was now witnessing. Becks showed no signs of ending her orgasm, nor any signs of passing out, which had happened to some women on this machine. Instead, she appeared to be in a steady state of orgasm and appeared to be consciously enjoying every sensational second of it.

After a further five minutes Marcie started gently decreasing the power, slowly bringing the vibrations and rotations to a stop. Becks seemed to relax and opened her eyes.

"Wow!" she exclaimed. "That was amazing. I can't wait to do that again. I have never cum like that. It was awesome. Thank you so much. I feel exhausted but vividly alive. Incredible is the only word I have for that."

Marcie helped Becks dismount from the machine.

"You need to clean up. There's a shower in there. I'll meet you outside when you're ready."

A few minutes later Becks emerged.

"Wow, I feel so awesome," she enthused. "What a machine!"

"Yes, it's really great. Very popular with the ladies, who are often accompanied by husbands, boyfriends, lovers or whatever. It's amazing how popular watching a loved one cum on the Sybian is with males. They really get off on it, especially if their lady performs oral sex on them at the same time. We're booked solid for it for the next few nights, so it's fortunate that we can use it during the daytime, although the guys usually keep us fully satisfied."

"So what's the arrangement here then? Does everyone who works here live here? Are you all married, single or in relationships or what?" asked Becks, noticing Marcie's wedding ring.

"Well, I guess that we have an unusual relationship really. Have you heard of polyamory?"

"No, but I'm guessing that from the Latin roots of the work it is about loving many people," replied Becks.

Marcie's opinion of her went up even more. She must have been well educated. She certainly had more potential than just waiting tables or working as a stripper and whore.

"That's right. So all ten of us are in a polyamorous relationship, some more than others. I am officially married to Greg, and Pam and David are also officially married. Todd has our daughter Dana, who this club is named after, and Trudi as his 'wives', although none of them are officially married. Greg also brought home a nymphomaniac named Julie from a party and she joined us in our relationship. Then there is Gabby, Pam and David's daughter, who is in a relationship with Chris. However, we can make love with whoever we wish whenever we wish. So, for example, although Greg and I sleep together usually, Julie also usually sleeps with us. However, sometimes Julie sleeps in David and Pam's bed because Pam often doesn't want sex while David does. When that happens I'll often have a threeway with Todd and Greg. Chris and Gabby also share their favours with other couples or singles as well. So I guess you could say we're all one big happy family and it is very rare for there to be any disagreements between us. It did take time and effort to achieve this; the first thing we had to do was lose the concept of ownership of another person and also lose our egos. Once that happened, it was great."

"That sounds amazing. What a pity that the whole world couldn't be like that. So you mean if you're feeling horny you have four males to choose from and can just hop in bed with any of them?"

"Yes, that's about right. Or I can choose to use the Sybian, or, as all the women are bisexual, I can choose one of them if I wish."

"So there's no reason for anyone to feel sexually frustrated then."

"Well, not for long anyway. Obviously if we have commitments we have to honour them. Right at the start Trudi and Todd went on a field trip together leaving Dana here. She was really annoyed and frustrated so she slept with us and made love with Greg. Yes, I know that is called incest in the world out there, but here it's quite acceptable. The reasons for it being unacceptable are the problems of inbreeding, but modern contraception has solved that so really there is no reason for this taboo anymore."

"So if I was invited to stay here and I chose to, what would happen?"

"That would just depend on so many variables that it's impossible to predict. Just wait and see what happens. We don't necessarily control the future."

"Hmmm, OK, so what else is there for me to see here?"

"Let's take a more extended tour. But first, we should really notify the police about Emma. Presumably you want to know where she is at least."

"Oh yes. Let's do that now then we can have a more leisurely extended tour if that's OK with you."

Marcie phoned the local police, explained the situation and then handed the phone to Becks.  After half an hour of questions and answers she hung up.

"They haven't had any reports of a guy and two year old with that description. They think he probably fled interstate, which will require a larger search. As they pointed out, unless someone reports something strange or they run afoul of the law there is a very small chance of actually finding her. There are literally thousands of people who are missing and many of them are never found. Even in this day and age it's possible to disappear if you're good and careful."

"Well, then, I guess we've done just about all we can at present. Time will have to sort this issue out, it seems," replied Marcie. "Come on the tour anyway. That should get your mind off Emma for a while. I'm sure Jason is looking after her especially as he was so adamant that she go with him and not with you."

Marcie led Becks to the show room where they had the strip show the previous Saturday. She explained it all to Becks, who had a tentative try on the poles and imagined how it would feel to be on stage naked with everyone looking at her. Delightful, she decided. Marcie pointed out that she wouldn't stay on the stage all the time but would circulate amongst the guests, allowing herself to be stroked and felt up, as much as she wanted them to, and collecting tips from them. 

"That actually sounds like fun," commented Becks. "When can I try?"

"Well, maybe you could do a guest appearance this Saturday night. I'll ask Dana to give you some coaching in the evenings and on Saturday, provided she's available. She's usually booked solid each evening; guys seem to think it's great being able to fuck the person who the club is named after."

They looked at the spa pool, Marcie telling Becks the rule – no clothing in the pool – and indicating that when not being used by clients the pool was free for anyone living here to use. 

"So if you want a swim in the pool after the tour, by all means just strip off and hop in. Remember that David, Pam or Greg might also get in with you, so I hope you're OK with that."

"Yes, that's fine," replied Becks, "With my exhibitionist tendencies it's probably more of an incentive than anything else."

Marcie laughed. "True, I guess. The other rule is that there is no fucking in the pool or making guys cum. Sticky cum tends to block up the filters. Girls can cum no problem. Of course, if a guy wears a condom that's fine. When we're having sex with members of the public condoms must always be used but between ourselves we never use them. Do you have any diseases that you know of?"




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 04



"No, and I had a medical check a few of days ago after I found out that Jason was fucking someone else. It was clear. You really can't be too careful these days."

"That's true. So we'll assume you're all clear. That's one thing we don't need to be concerned about anyway. Are you on any contraceptives?"

"Yes, I'm on the pill, but I do need to get a new supply within a couple of weeks."

"That's fine. Let me know the brand and I'll get some. We put in a bulk order with the local pharmacist. Right, now along here we have something very special which you'll probably like, seeing that you're a bit kinky," said Marcie, leading Becks to the stairs to the Dungeon. "When we first started this whole thing it was because Greg was a lousy lover and we needed some variety and excitement. This whole establishment is what it developed into. But the first part we built was the Dungeon, down here."

When they entered the room and turned on the lights Becks let out a gasp and smiled widely.

"I've read about Dungeons but never been in one. What happens here?"

"We torture each other to within an inch of our lives," replied Marcie, smiling broadly, then continued, "No, we don't actually. What we do is to use controlled amounts of pain to heighten sexual awareness and arousal. It's amazing how people adapt to pain. Dana and Julie in particular are real pain sluts. They actually cum hard from having gradually increasing amounts of pain applied to their genitals. It's quite amazing to watch. I haven't been able to do that, nor have the other women or the guys, but those two are just incredible."

"So if you wanted to inflict pain on me now, what could you do?"

"Well, first off we could restrain you." 

Marcie walked over to the frame and showed Becks how it could be used, then the ram and dildo, and the bed with its attached bonds.

"There are even restraints on the Sybian if we wanted to use them. We have a platform with Velcro tiedowns to hold your knees on the floor then we could tie your hands behind your back and stimulate you for as long as we want. After cumming solidly for twenty minutes you will certainly want off."

"Ooohh, that sounds like fun. I'd love to try that sometime."

"If you stay on here all you'll have to do is ask and I'm sure someone will help you experience that. This ram takes a dildo which fits into your cunt as a restraint. Would you like to try it now?"

"Yes please," replied Becks with enthusiasm.

"OK, you can strip off or just take your panties off, whichever you like."

Becks blushed a little. "I'm not wearing any panties," she replied. "I usually don't unless I'm going out so I guess it's just become a habit. Jason didn't want me to because he said it could restrict his access to me. So what do I do now?"

"OK, just come over here. I'll fasten a dildo to the ram. I guess you want a large one?"

"Ooohh, yes please."

Marcie pulled out the twelve inch extended tapered dildo. "This one OK?"

"Hell no! That's far too big. Nobody could take that in their cunt."

"All the women here have," replied Marcie, "And if you want to stay here you will too. But not now. This one will be better."

Marcie fitted the eight inch dildo to the ram and lubed it.

"Right, come along and straddle the dildo, hold your dress up out of the way, and I'll raise the ram slowly. Tell me if you need me to stop."

As the ram slowly raised the dildo penetrated her cunt lips easily and rose into her cunt. Marcie noticed that Becks was standing on her toes. Once the dildo was fully inserted she asked Becks how it felt.

"It feels really nice. I can feel the end touching my cervix."

"Right. Now notice that you're on tip toes. How long do you think you can stay like that?"

Becks saw the problem right away.

"Oh. I should have been flat footed to start with. What happens now?"

"Well, one of the things we like to do here is learn by experience. So right now I'm not lowering the dildo for five minutes." Marcie set the timer. "So you'll just have to either have very sore calf muscles or else learn to take a dildo that's a couple of inches longer that the eight already inside you."

"So how do I get off this?"

"You don't, until I lower it. That's why it's a piece of restraint equipment. It works for guys too, except we tie their wrists to the top bar and use the ram to pull downwards on their balls. All the guys here have had ten pounds pulling on their balls for 15 minutes. They tell me it's quite painful. So that and the tapered dildo are the entry criteria for our polyamory group. Once a person has passed that test then they no longer need permission of the person's partner to fuck that person. So if you wanted to fuck Greg now you would need my permission and Julie's permission, but after you have passed the test, with everyone watching, then you wouldn't need that permission. Obviously you would need Greg's permission; we don't need or allow rape here. How are your calf muscles feeling?"

"Really sore. How long to go?"

"Still three minutes. I doubt you'll stay there that long so you may as well slowly lower yourself. That way you won't just collapse onto the dildo. By the way, we normally have a safe word which you would only use in case of dire emergency. You can use pineapple if you really feel that you're going to do some drastic damage to yourself. Misuse of the safe word is always punished. Two more minutes."

Becks lowered herself slowly onto the dildo, wriggling so that it could move alongside her cervix rather than directly onto it. With great relief she felt her heels touch the floor and her muscles start to relax.

"Ooohhh, that's better. A bit uncomfortable inside, but my calf muscles are becoming less painful."

"We use the Dungeon with members of the public who want to be tortured or to torture each other. It's quite popular. We'll probably have a Saturday night BDSM special here sometime. We'd need to strictly limit numbers because it's not as large as the show room. Right. Ready to get off?"

"Yes please."

Marcie lowered the ram allowing Becks to move away.

"That felt quite good. I think I could have stayed there for a long time and possibly even cum after a while."

"Hmmm, maybe you're a pain slut too, as well as an exhibitionist. We also have lots of other things here. There are whips and canes, pins, needles, sounds for pushing into guys' cocks, speculum for opening up girls wide, candles for dripping wax onto people and for playing with fire, vibrators and dildos, rubber bands for various uses and staple guns, would you believe, for shooting staples into tender parts like nipples, cunt lips, even clits. I haven't had that and have no intention of it. Over here there's a sex swing allowing a woman to be tied in and fucked by all and sundry while they swing around in mid-air."

"That sounds like fun," interrupted Becks.

"Yes, it would certainly cure you of being horny I would think. So you can see we have a large range of things here. Almost anything you can imagine we can do. OK, you can come back here sometime and we can play if you like. Right now it's time we headed upstairs and started getting dinner ready. The others will be arriving sometime soon so you'll be able to meet them."

They left the Dungeon and went into the kitchen, where Becks started giving Marcie a hand to prepare dinner. They chatted a bit about each other's experiences in life so far until Dana and Gabby arrived home.

Marcie did the introductions and the three girls went to have a cup of coffee and chat together in the lounge. Greg came home a few minutes later, followed closely by Julie, Trudi, Todd and Chris. Marcie took them through to the lounge and introduced them to Becks. While they all got to know each other, Pam and David went to the kitchen to help Marcie, who told them about Becks' afternoon experiences.

"Sounds like she would be quite an asset here," commented David. "Very well spoken too, I think."

"Yes," agreed Marcie, "And well educated too I think. Probably her strong sex drive and teenage hormones diverted her from achieving what she could in her life, but there's no reason that should stop her. Look at Julie, same thing happened there. She's doing really well at uni so I see no reason why Becks couldn't also. However, we can only offer, she isn't ours to control."

Greg joined them in the kitchen after a short time.

"They've all decided on a spa swim," he said, "One thing I'll say about Becks, she doesn't seem to be shy. She was telling us about her experiences this afternoon on the Sybian and in the Dungeon. You've certainly started her off well, Marcie."

"Well, if she's going to make up her mind what to do, she needs to know the consequences of her decision. No good finding out that she's a shy wallflower if she decides to live in a strip club and brothel," chuckled Marcie.

In the spa room they had all stripped off without second thoughts and were soaking in the hot water. Chris sat on the seat between Gabby and Becks. Becks felt his hand reach over to her thigh and start stroking it. She reached over to his thigh and responded in kind, stroking gradually higher, as his hand did also, until she reached where she though his cock should have been. That was when she encountered Gabby's hand, wrapped around his cock, stroking it slowly and gently.

The two girls glanced at each other.

"Are you trying to feel up my man?" asked Gabby.

"Not at all, unless it's OK with him. I'm just doing what he's also doing to me," replied Becks.

Gabby glanced at Chris accusingly, a look which rapidly changed to one of love.

"Darling, do you fancy Becks, by any chance? Is that why your cock's so unusually hard?"

Chris looked guilty, like a small child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. However, he knew that there was absolutely no point in lying because there were never any consequences for loving someone other than your partner in this extended family.

"Yes, actually, I do and it is."

"Well then, here you are Becks, have a feel and a stroke," replied Gabby, handing Becks Chris' cock underwater. "I'll make do with his balls for a while."

Becks hand moved around Chris' cock and continued the slow stroking that Gabby had been doing. She remembered that she must not let him cum because of the filters. She also felt his hand take possession of her cunt lips and clit, massaging gently. She closed her eyes and allowed the feelings to take control. She felt herself relaxing under the soothing movements, the warm water, the sexual satisfaction and the relief from the horrible tension of the past couple of days. She felt deep gratitude towards everyone here for their acceptance of her exactly as she was.

After a while Marcie came to the spa room and announced that dinner would be dished in two minutes. Everyone scrambled out to dry themselves and don their clothing, arriving in the dining room together. Marcie noticed that Becks had been welcomed into the group and was pleased she had fitted in so well. Becks once again sat beside Chris, and Marcie was aware of a definite relationship starting to develop between them. That's great, she thought, maybe Gabby will end up with a female bedmate soon.

Dinner was a very social occasion, today's conversation revolving around Becks. By now everyone had heard about her adventures with the Sybian and in the Dungeon, which caused a few chuckles. They were all pleased to see she had survived these 'ordeals' and was keen for more. All the girls said they were quite happy to teach Becks all they knew about stripping and pole dancing, and they recounted some of their experiences during the past few days with clients. After dinner, while the students went for a short study time before their clients arrived. Becks helped with the dishes and cleaning up after dinner. She was just finishing when Chris came into the kitchen and asked if she could come with him. He took her to his room, where Gabby was sitting on the bed.

"Becks," he began, "Gabby and I have been talking. We'd really like it if you would consider spending the night in our bed, please. We don't want you to be all alone in your bed while we all have people to cuddle, and the others have mostly got three in their beds at present, so we'd really love it if you'd move in with us, at least tonight. We'll see how it goes and quite possibly we could make the arrangement permanent. Besides which, you have a really hot bod which I'd really like to get into."

Becks blushed a little and looked at Gabby.

"It's OK, Becks, we've discussed it and if you and Chris want to make love together that's fine with me. I'd love to watch though."

Becks eyes started to tear. "Thank you so much," she replied, "I can't remember the last time that people were so kind and caring. I'd feel honoured to share your bed and if you want to make love to me, Chris, I would be very pleased and privileged, and yes, of course you may watch, Gabby."

They all gave each other hugs and Becks left the room to let them continue to study and then prepare for their clients tonight.

Eight o'clock came and so did the first customers. Becks had been given the task of meeting and greeting them and ushering them into waiting rooms, recording which room they were in.  This freed things up a little and it was good for business for a scantily clad, beautiful young woman to greet them as they entered. It also gave Becks a first-hand idea of what happened here, who the clientele were, what procedures were used in public areas, and how busy people were. What really did amaze her were the number of young women who came in for assignations with Todd, Chris and Greg. She understood why men would come here to meet with female whores, but couldn't quite figure out why young women would have difficulty finding a partner when it seemed most men out there were oversexed and looking for someone to fuck. It wasn't until one woman mentioned how safe she felt with the men here that Becks realised the problem with the world out there.

The evening progressed as these evenings did and around 11pm Becks was released from her duties as there were no other bookings to arrive. She had already moved her meagre belongings into Chris and Gabby's bedroom so she undressed and climbed into bed to await their arrival.

After about half an hour, during which time she fell asleep, Becks was woken by someone climbing into bed with her. It became quite obvious fairly quickly that it was Chris, complete with massive erection.

"How can you have this when you've been fucking women all evening?" she asked.

"The secret is not to cum. Occasionally, if I have someone who is really gorgeous and a skilled lover I will cum, but usually I simply fake an orgasm to make them feel good. Wearing a condom means there is no requirement for me to prove I came. So tonight I didn't actually cum at all, although I did get close a couple of times. That means that right now I'm horny as hell and want to make love with you."

"Well, you're out of luck," replied Becks to a very surprised Chris, "Until Gabby arrives. I promised her she could watch."

"Oh. So what do we do till then?"

"Well, you could get me off a couple of times with tongue or fingers, or I could tease you mercilessly, or both."

"I'll take both," he replied, moving so that he could reach her breasts and clit with his hands while she had easy access to his erection and balls.

They played together for about forty minutes until Gabby arrived.

"Huh, I see you've started without me," she complained.

"We've just been playing. Becks said she'd promised you could watch so we haven't got into anything serious yet. How was your night?"

"Well, if you call being fucked by overweight businessmen who couldn't care less about pleasing a girl pleasant, then I had a pleasant evening. Fucked five times and didn't even get close to cumming. Hope you've got enough for both of us tonight, darling."

"I'm sure I can manage that," replied Chris. "Who's first?"

"You go first, Gabby," said Becks. "I'll watch, if I may."

"Most welcome to. Come here, lover," replied Gabby, getting into bed alongside Chris. "I see he's pleased to see me, or is it Becks he's pleased to see?"

"Both of you," replied Chris diplomatically. "How do you want it, darling?"

"On your back. I want to ride you into the sunset."

Becks watched as Gabby mounted Chris' huge cock and rode him hard. She came twice before he came, and then collapsed onto his chest, cuddling up to him. Becks thought maybe that was it for the night until Chris gently prised Gabby off him and rolled her over onto the bed. He asked Becks how she wanted it.

"That looked fun. Same way please."

"OK, so just give him a bit of stimulation so he's nice and hard for you."

Becks put her mouth over Chris' cock and began tonguing him, feeling his cock growing in her mouth as he once again hardened. When he was ready she mounted him, noticing that Gabby had propped herself up in bed for a better view, then she began riding Chris hard, feeling her clit being stimulated by his pubic bone as his cock head rubbed against her cervix. Within a few minutes she was ready to cum.

"Oooohhhh, yessss! Like that, yesssss, ooohhhh, I'm cummmmingggg!!" she cried out as she was consumed by a massive orgasm.

Once it had subsided, Chris used his hands on her hips to start the motion once again. Becks soon picked up the rhythm and increased the speed and pressure, driving them both towards orgasms. Chris came first, Becks feeling his hot sperm shooting against her cervix which drove her to her second orgasm. She collapsed onto Chris' chest, her breasts pressing onto his ribs, both breathing hard.

"Oh, sweetheart, that was wonderful," she murmured into his ear.

"You were just gorgeous when you came," replied Chris.

Gabby snuggled up to the couple while they remained united, and the three of them fell asleep immediately.



Becks awoke on Friday morning and spent a few moments recalling where she was. She looked over towards Chris and Gabby and saw they were quietly kissing each other, cuddling and caressing intimately. She went over in her head all that had happened in the last few days. She was so pleased that she had found these welcoming people, so blessed and so grateful. Almost as though she had been guided here. Once Chris and Gabby realised she was awake they included her in the cuddles until it was time to arise and prepare for another day of studies. Both Gabby and Chris had work to do before they left for uni so wasted no time in showering and dressing for the day. Becks was in no hurry so remained in bed until the bathroom was free, then she showered and, still naked, walked to the wardrobe where Marcie had shown her the clothing. On the way she met Greg coming out of his room. He greeted her with a once over appraisal, a smile, a low whistle and then a big hug. 

"I hope I'm allowed to walk around naked," she said, "I'm just on my way to get some clothes from the wardrobe."

"Becks, the only reason we wear clothes is because it's winter. If this was summer you'd be dressed perfectly. We all walk around naked most of the time in summer. Anyway, why would you want to hide a gorgeous body like yours? And next question, when can I schedule you to sleep in my bed?"

Becks gave him the once over glance. "You sure a guy of your age could keep up with me?"

Greg laughed. "Guess we'll just have to find out," he replied.

Becks found some reasonably sexy clothing and put it on, omitting the panties once again, then headed to the kitchen for breakfast, where most people had gathered by this time. Breakfast was less formal than dinner, grabbed on the run by several with only a few comments about the previous evening. Very soon the house was quiet with just the four of them left to start again with the cleaning and tidying, bookings and managing other business requirements.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 04



During the morning Becks helped Marcie, learning as she went where things were and what needed to be done. At morning tea time Marcie met with Becks and asked how things were going.

"Thank you for your work last evening. Many people commented what a wonderful job you did and how they felt really welcomed and valued."

"That's OK. Pleased I could help."

"So how are things going for you? I hear you've moved in with Chris and Gabby; how's that going?"

"When I woke up this morning I lay there thinking how fantastic things have suddenly become and feeling so grateful for finding all you wonderful people. Chris and Gabby are just terrific. Last night Chris made love to us both. I felt so happy, so fulfilled. I'm really amazed that Gabby is willing to share her partner with me. That is just mind blowing."

"Yes, it's the same right through. I'm very happy to share Greg with Julie, and Dana and Trudi share Todd really well also. This is what happens when we honour and respect everybody's rights to be themselves and when we don't feel the need to own someone else. It's how the world should be. Just imagine if the whole world was like this instead of just the eleven people here."

"That would be wonderful," Becks replied, "But it will take a lot to persuade people to change, unfortunately."

"Yes, I agree. So how do you feel about staying and working here? The other thing you could do would be to go to uni to study like the other young people are. Would you be interested in that?"

"That sounds like a dream come true. If you're all happy to have me I'll be very happy to stay. Of course there is still the issue of finding Emma and if she came to live with me I'd have to see how that went, but certainly for the time being I'd be delighted and extremely grateful to stay here and learn the trade, so to speak."

"Well, it's not only my decision so we'll have to have a discussion about it tonight or maybe Sunday. Sunday's our day off, no work, we're closed Sunday night. So it can be a study day for some, a rest day for others or a play day for still others. Or all three. Very often it's a day when we push our limits in some area in the Dungeon or maybe look to choreograph new acts, although that is usually done during the day on Saturday. So we all, including you, need to have a round table discussion about the situation. 

"You may have noticed that the key thing in this relationship is honesty. People will say what they need to say even, or especially, in front of the person affected. Nobody talks about others behind their backs. So that is something you will have to get used to. People realise that what they say about others or to others is simply their opinion and how a person takes that is only up to that person, not the person saying it. So nobody feels guilty about criticising others because all criticism is helpful. People know that nothing is said with malice, so everything can be used for learning."

"That's awesome," replied Becks. "Again, it's such a pity that the outside world is not like that. Wouldn't it be great if there was no falsehood and deceit anywhere? We could make such progress if people didn't feel they needed to be defensive and hide their real feelings behind a cloak of part truths and outright lies."

"I agree. Right, back to work. Can I let you be in charge of lunch today please? I have a meeting I need to attend at 11.30am so we can have lunch for 1pm if that's OK."

"Yes, absolutely, I'll do that. I know my way around the kitchen mostly by now."

"Thank you. Now, back to cleaning the individual rooms upstairs."

They both went back upstairs to clean the rooms, deodorise them, leave clean towels and other supplies, replace sheets, and in short make them look as though they had never been used. Marcie went out on schedule and shortly afterwards Becks organised a nutritious lunch which the four of them shared on Marcie's return at 1pm.

"Thank you for a wonderful lunch," said Marcie as she sat down to the sumptuous meal. "I think we'll certainly have to keep you on."

Becks glowed with pride from the praise, rare in her previous life.

"This morning I met with an officer I know in the police and discussed further Emma and her legal rights, your legal rights and Jason's legal rights. One of the problems is that you and Jason both have the same legal rights to custody of Emma. Even assuming that they do find her, and there are thousands of missing people who have never been found, then you would probably have a very costly court battle to gain custody, and the judge would probably grant it to Jason because he or she would think that a strip club and brothel was not a suitable location to raise a child. We all know that is just prejudice, but prejudice is alive and well in this country today. So the news is not good. I guess you can't really get your hopes up and we'll just have to wait and see what happens. We must all make the best choices with what life deals to us, no good being too concerned about what happens if she is found. Deal with what is, not what if."

"Thank you for that. Yes, I will just have to wait until something happens. I am so grateful to have people like you to help me. I can't thank you enough."

"That's OK. It's what people are here for, even though most probably don't realise it. Right, back to work. Pam and David, can you please organise dinner tonight."

"Certainly," replied Pam, "We'll rustle up a feed for everyone. Five o'clock OK?"

"Yes, that'll be great, thanks. Give people time for dinner to settle before work starts. Let's go, Becks, I need some help with stage stuff for tomorrow night's show please."

After dinner Marcie gave everyone their programs for Friday night. Becks was allocated to tidying rooms after clients, ensuring that supplies were replaced as required, meeting and greeting if Marcie and Pam were required elsewhere, and serving drinks if that was needed. She was happy with that arrangement, feeling a wonderful sense of belonging to a team which had been lacking in her life up till now. It also took her mind off Emma, the grief that she felt from her absence and her concerns for the future.

She checked the wardrobe for suitable clothing and found a short skirt that sat low on her hips and a revealing halter neck top of the type she liked that revealed her cleavage and was almost sheer enough to expose her nipples. She also wore thigh-high self-supporting lace stockings and high heeled shoes. Her hair, which she had spent much time shampooing and conditioning until it shone, was held back in a simple pony tail, accenting the clear skin of her face, neck and shoulders. Marcie was very pleased how Becks had started to take care of herself and both she and Greg thought Becks looked beautiful.

"I hope she does stay," Marcie commented to Greg. "She'd certainly be an asset as a stripper and prostitute if she wants to do that."

"Yes, she's one sexy girl alright," agreed Greg. "Would you mind if I invited her to our bed one night? I think I mentioned that before, didn't I?"

"Hmmm, I wondered how long it would take for you to get round to that and yes, you did mention it before. I want to induct her into the polyamory agreement on Sunday so after that you can invite her any time you wish."

"Sounds like a great idea and an interesting Sunday," commented Greg, subconsciously licking his lips in anticipation.

The evening progressed well with several male clients wanting to take Becks to a private room rather than the girl they had previously chosen or been allocated. Becks became used to deflecting their advances although she did allow them to run their hands up her legs and fondle her pussy briefly, an easy task with her short skirt and no panties. She also developed the technique of dropping something and bending from the waist to pick it up with her back to the client. By the end of the evening she had received a pleasing and surprising amount in tips. This could be a very profitable and enjoyable life, she thought.

Shortly after midnight the clients stopped arriving and she cleaned up the public areas then headed off to bed, finding herself alone in bed with Chris.

"Gabby'll be in shortly," he said, "She has a late client."

"So how does it feel for you that your partner and love of your life is out there right now being fucked by someone else?"

"It was really strange at first," he replied, "And I did feel twinges of jealousy and almost, I guess, betrayal. But then I realised, after we discussed it, that it is me she loves, for the clients she is just filling a need. There is no real attraction of affection, it's simply a job. After that I was OK with it and it certainly hasn't threatened out relationship; if anything, it's made it stronger."

"So how do you feel about me coming into your bed then?"

"We discussed this when you arrived. It seemed obvious that this was the best place for you. You seemed so fragile and alone. Gabby was a bit concerned in case you and I ran off together. For some reason she feels that you are far more attractive and alluring than she is; I guess it's a woman thing. However, when I assured her that would not happen and that including you in our polyamory arrangement would in no way diminish my love for her, she agreed. How are you finding the situation so far?"

"I am overwhelmed by the welcome I have received here and especially by your and Gabby's willingness to include me in your relationship. It is far more than I could have hoped for, far more than I have ever known in the past. Thank you so much. I'm just hopeful that soon I can be inducted into a full polyamory arrangement with you, provided that you're willing for that to happen, of course."

"We've discussed that too. We thought Sunday would be a good day for that if you were agreeable. I think Gabby's mentioned it to Marcie so hopefully after Sunday you'll be a full member, so to speak. Speaking of which, right now all this talk and nearness has given me a full member," he chuckled, "You feeling sexy at all sweetheart?"

Becks checked Chris' full member and they caressed and kissed for a short time until he finally slipped it into her wet waiting tunnel. Their orgasms approached quickly as he kneaded her breasts, causing her to cum hard as he squirted his cum against her cervix. 

"Oh, darling, that was great. I really needed that tonight," he murmured in her ear.

"Yes, I agree. After a night of having guys finger my pussy I also needed a good cum. Thank you sweetheart. I hope you saved some for Gabby though."

"Gabby usually gets off with at least one of her clients so her needs are not usually urgent. However, I'm sure there's more if it's needed."

They cuddled together and were drifting off to sleep when Gabby climbed into bed and cuddled up to Chris, who turned over to cuddle and kiss her.

"You two been fucking?" she asked with a laugh. "It smells like a brothel in here."

"Yes, my love, we have been, but there's enough for you if you need it too."

"Not tonight, sweetheart, my last two clients were wonderfully considerate, making me cum twice each. I'm all cummed out tonight but thank you for the offer. Sleep well, honey."

They kissed goodnight and all three of them slept.



Saturday morning they all slept late, meeting for breakfast about 10am. 

"Hope you all had a wonderful evening," said Marcie.

They shared how the previous evening had gone for them, everyone being very enthusiastic about the class of clientele they were attracting.

"How did you find it, Becks?" asked Marcie.

"I really enjoyed it. Some of the guys were pretty touchy feely, which was fine, and most left very generous tips."

"Well, I guess that touchy feely is what you get when you wear a short skirt, almost transparent top and no panties in a brothel," commented Dana drily.

There were a few chuckles around the table.

"I didn't mind at all, in fact I quite liked it," replied Becks.

"I just guess you're like me, a natural whore," offered Julie. "Great being paid for doing what you like."

"Becks, I was thinking of your status here," continued Marcie. "As you are aware, we have polyamory agreements both with our significant others and within the group as a whole. I know that Chris and Gabby have included you as a bedmate and Chris has mentioned about formally including you in a polyamory agreement. I also know that Greg would be very happy about that as he has already talked about luring you to our bed." Greg blushed slightly, but did not comment. "So I was wondering, firstly, if you would like to be formally inducted into our polyamory agreement, with specific attachment to Chris and Gabby's partnership, and secondly if anyone would have any objections to this. I realise that we've only known Becks for a short time, but so far she has proved herself to be a wonderful team member. So what do you all think of this proposal? Firstly, Becks, would you like this to happen?"

"Oh, yes please," replied Becks, with tears forming in her eyes. "I have never felt as welcomed as I have by you all. Thank you all so very, very much. I would be deeply honoured to become part of the group and to join Chris' and Gabby's polyamory group, so long as you are all happy for this to happen."

For several minutes they all discussed this proposal, everyone agreeing that from what they had seen so far, Becks was a great team member and would be an asset to the group as a whole.

"I do have one question," said David, "It's such a short time since Becks arrived and she has a few problems with her old life, not least being her missing daughter. I wonder if she has thought about what would happen if her daughter was returned to her or if the whole situation changed. I don't know about the rest of you, but I think we need to just have a look at what would happen if Becks wanted out of the relationship for any reason."

"Well, it's not as though it was a proper legally binding marriage," replied Greg, "So it wouldn't need a legal divorce with all the time consuming details and money consuming lawyers. Can we not simply deal with any situation that comes up if and when it comes up? I do realise that we have to be aware of precedents, but surely we can be flexible in our dealings with people, especially people who are as invaluable as Becks."

Again the group discussed the situations which could arise, using as examples Julie, Trudi and Todd in the situations where these people may choose to leave the group. It would be more difficult for Dana and Gabby to cut ties completely because they had unbreakable familial ties. The consensus was reached that just as members could be inducted, they could also leave if they wished to or, with the agreement of all others in the group, they could be asked to leave.

That having been decided, it was agreed unanimously that Sunday afternoon would be Becks' induction into the group as a whole and into Chris' and Gabby's partnership in particular. They also decided that since this induction would take place in the Dungeon, it would be a good time have another Dungeon play afternoon, which was greeted by smiles of anticipation all round.

Marcie then went on to detail the plans for this evening's strip show, which was to be along the same lines of last week's as this was mainly catering for those people who were unable to attend the previous one due to overbookings.

"I was wondering," said Becks, "If it would be possible for someone to start teaching me about pole dancing and stripping please. As I am to be part of this group, I would like to take part in the strip show and also to be available for servicing private clients. I think in that respect I have all the relevant training and equipment," she added with a laugh.

"Good idea," replied Marcie. "Dana, Julie, Trudi, Gabby, do any or all of you wish to become Becks' strip and pole dance teacher? She should also be taught the routines for the private rooms and for supervising women on the Sybian. So there's quite a lot to learn. Whereas you have learned it gradually, Becks has to learn it all at once, so it will be pretty intense for a while. Is that OK with you Becks?"

Becks nodded. "That's fine. I'll look forward to it."

The other four girls huddled together, discussing available times and uni commitments for a few minutes.

"We'll do the task as a group and work out a timetable for you," Dana told Becks. "I'll give you your first lesson after lunch."

"Thank you so much," replied Becks, looking forward to it eagerly. 

"In that case," Marcie said, "Before lunch I'll give you a rundown of procedures for dealing with clients in private rooms. That way you'll be able to have some clients tonight if you wish."

"Oh yes please," enthused Becks.

"Right, so lunch will be at 1pm, dinner at 5pm today," said Marcie. "I'm guessing you all know what you each need to do in the free time you have till then. Remember that if you wish to use any of the facilities feel free to do so. Remember you also need to check any special requests from pre-booked private clients so that you have the necessary equipment and clothing either on or available. I think we have a guy who wants to fuck a nurse tonight and another who wishes to be caned, so make sure you check out the pre-books. Becks, can you come with me and I'll give you a rundown on procedures."

The breakfast meeting dissolved and everyone went to what they were required to do, needed to do or wished to do. Marcie took Becks upstairs to teach her what she needed to know to attend to private clients. Greg and David went backstage in the show room to prepare equipment and clothing for the show, Todd, Chris, Dana, Gabby, Trudi and Julie went to do uni work and Pam tidied and cleaned the show room, office and house.



As arranged, the show was an almost identical repeat of opening night with a capacity crowd of enthusiastic people. Becks began the evening as an usher, showing people to their seats and serving drinks. She had chosen an outfit which looked like the stereotypical harem girl's dress, brief black halter neck top tied under her breasts with sheer gold baggy pants held by elastic low on her hips and around her ankles. The crotch of her pants was held together by press studs, which clients soon found opened easily. They also found that, true to form, she had no panties on underneath. She quickly gathered copious tips from a very touchy feely crowd.

Part way through the show Marcie told her that she had several bookings, presumably from those who wanted to bit more than a touch or a feel. 

Becks' first client was a businessman in his thirties whose socialite wife had apparently decided he wasn't good enough and had left their eight year marriage. At least that was his story, undoubtedly hers would be different. What he did have was a large hard cock which he used to good effect once he had stripped her of her harem outfit, she had stripped him of his clothing, they had showered together, and then ended up on the bed with him fucking her hard in the missionary position. He came quickly, the earlier visual stimulation combining with Becks' sensual presence to push him over the edge. He appeared a little glum, telling Becks that he never came more than once a day so it was over.

Becks would have none of that. She carefully removed his condom and washed his cock, then stimulated him orally while playing with his balls, encouraging him to play with her breasts. Much to his surprise he became hard again. Becks rolled another condom onto his erect cock, rolled him on his back and straddled him, riding him hard to a second crashing orgasm, at which time she also came hard. They lay together for a few minutes until the two minute buzzer, when she removed his condom covered cock and they dressed. He was amazed that he had cum twice in such a short time, giving her a large tip and promising to return.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 05



 Ch. 5 Community services

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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It was several weeks since Becks had joined the group. During that time she had learned the ropes, was now an accomplished pole dancer, had lost her newbie gullibility while retaining her freshness and enthusiasm, and was enjoying her life and her work. She had not found Emma, which continues to be a great concern. As they sat in the spa pool for the Sunday brunch that seemed to have become a tradition, flapjacks and maple syrup cooked today by Todd, a discussion was under way regarding their role in sex education and the possibilities of offering this service to the community.

"You know, there will be many out there who would think a strip club and brothel would be the very worst place to learn about sex," commented Trudi. "After all, many people even in this liberal community consider such places to exploit women, casting them as helpless victims who get into sex work then find they cannot get out."

"That's true. In many brothels that is the case because the organisers seek only to exploit the women. How many of you feel like helpless exploited victims and want to get out but cannot?" asked Marcie looking at her beloved group members.

Several of the group chuckled and nobody said anything or raised a hand.

"I rest my case," continued Marcie. "However, I realise that is not the point. The point is that communities think that is how it is. So as well as taking sex education to the masses, we first have to sell ourselves. Has anybody got any ideas how we could do that?"

"Well, for a start, we could try to demystify this place," began David. "I suspect that there are two groups of people out there; those who think this place is evil, a lair of sinners committing atrocities with each other and charging people to watch some of these, who will all go to hell. Then there is the other group who believe that we have liberal ideas about sex, consider a healthy sex life to be good and wholesome, and enjoy coming here to celebrate their and our sexual wholeness. There probably is no middle ground. So maybe we need to work on the first group and challenge them to check us out. After all, they are basing their prejudices on their imaginations; can we not let them gain some facts about us so that they can then begin to change their prejudices, or if they feel they cannot change them, at least have them confirmed by their own observations and judgements."

"That's a good thought," agreed Dana, "But how to implement it? We have established a reasonably consistent repeat clientele, presumably of David's second group, but those in the first group wouldn't be seen dead in this place. So it's not as though we can just throw open our doors and expect people to come wandering in. Most people feel very happy and secure with their prejudices and certainly don't want them to be examined when faced with their own observations. Besides, people tend to see what they expect to see, so for them their observations may reinforce their prejudices, not change them."

"One area, which is frequently in the news and is probably of concern to parents of teens, is the effectiveness or lack of effectiveness of the sex education taught in our schools," said Gabby. "It is well known that there are two schools of thought here; the first is to teach abstinence, telling young people that sex is bad until you reach the magical age of 18, then it is good and you should know all about it, presumably by a mental download that occurs on your birthday," she continued cynically. "The second is based on the assumption that kids will engage in sex regardless of the law and the best thing to teach about is contraception and to put the fear of God and the law into these kids about becoming pregnant. Both groups base their teaching on the assumption that a stable monogamous marriage is the only structure in which sex should be practised. So even if you're 30 you shouldn't have sex unless you're married. Both these schools of thought appear to be very presumptuous and limiting. I wonder if we could do any better."

"Are you suggesting that we start teaching sex education in schools?" asked Julie.

"Not as such," replied Dana, "But now that you mention it, why not?"

"Yeah, I can just imagine it," said Becks with a smirk, "'OK kiddies, go get your gear off for a start then we'll each pair up with a member of the opposite sex and see what fits where'; 'But miss, I'm gay, what do I do?'" A few chuckles went around the group. "We'd really have to be very careful that we didn't tread on peoples' toes. I feel that we would need to maybe make the offer and see if we were invited into any school. It would also be up to the school community to tell us what they wanted us to teach and what we must not mention."

"So really there are a couple of issues here," summarised Pam, "There is the issue of us being accepted by the community and the issue of possibly teaching sex education in schools. We would need to gain the first before attempting the second."

"What if we had an open day?" asked Chris. "There would be no charge, people could come in and have a look around, even seeing the private areas as well as backstage in the show room and downstairs in the Dungeon. Maybe a Sunday afternoon would be a good time."

"It would also be a good marketing ploy," surmised Greg. "I think most of the people who came would be those who were curious. The ones who were regular customers might come along and see how we lived our lives off stage, but many or most, I feel, would be those who were marginally afraid of coming to such a place for a show or private session, feeling it was immoral or something, but who were curious to see how we live. Sort of like a reality show or a non-virtual social network. Once they realised we were people just like they were, then maybe they would lose their fear of us and the place and be more inclined to visit a show."

"We've already had several people come here who had relationship problems and from what I've heard from them they were very happy about the counselling and coaching we provided," said Marcie. "So we do have a foot in the community in some small way already."

"Not wanting to change the subject," said Todd from poolside, "The flapjacks are ready."

He began handing them out on warmed plates, and two jugs of maple syrup were passed around the group in the pool. He grabbed the last plate and jumped in between Trudi and Dana, who both snuggled against him.

"You're cold," said Trudi.

"Well, the air's cool and the barbecue's hot. I thought you'd prefer me cold to cooked."

"Yes, sweetheart," grinned Dana, "Your sausage is a lot better for me cold than cooked."

Todd laughed. Everyone ate in silence for a few moments, considering the discussion they had had earlier. After they had finished their meal and placed the plates on the side of the pool, Marcie summed up.

"I guess we won't know until we approach the community. Really, there is nothing to lose by doing this and everything to gain. I like the idea of trying to demystify the place and ourselves by holding an open day. That's probably a good place to start and we can see what comes of it. Once people have had the opportunity to meet us and see how we live, maybe some will allow us to teach some aspects of sex education to their kids or to them for that matter."

"So the next thing is when and how to publicise it," said David.

"Well, for a start, we can make a banner for the front of the place. We can also place an advertisement in the local paper and if we do that we are very likely to get an interview and have that written up in the paper. We can get a lot of the main points of our philosophy towards sexual freedom into that. If you like I'll handle that end of it," offered Marcie.

"So when is the next question. I suggest about two weeks from now. That will give us time to advertise and stimulate community discussion but not time for it to become yesterday's news," suggested Greg.

Everyone agreed that as a realistic time frame. The girls said they would arrange a banner which Chris and Todd offered to hang across the front of the building. The meeting was adjourned and they went off to indulge in their own free time activities.

"Hey, Becks, do you want a pain challenge?" asked Julie. "It's probably time we had another one as we haven't had one for a few weeks."

"Ooohhh, yes, that sounds like a great way to liven up a Sunday afternoon. What did you have in mind?"

"Dana was telling me about the rubber band belts that are downstairs. You wear a belt around your hips which has a strip of stretchy rubber hanging between your legs. The idea is that you stretch the rubber then let it go and see if you can get it to hit the other person's clit. She and Trudi did it to punish each other early on, but then it became a game rather than a punishment."

"Sounds fun. I guess at the end we spend time soothing each other's pussy in the nicest way possible too," grinned Becks, licking her lips in anticipation.

"Right on. Let's go."

They went to the Dungeon and found the two belts with stretch rubber attached. They put them on, checking each other to ensure they were both tight and that the rubber hung below their crotches to the same length.

"So what now?" asked Becks.

"Well, Dana said you can take it in turns and pull the other's rubber while she lies on the bed or kneels on the floor with her legs widely spread. Then you let the rubber go. You can also tie the rubbers together with a piece of cotton or wool then crawl away from each other across the floor. When there is enough tension to break the wool or cotton, both get to feel the rubbers. The stronger the tie the harder it hits. If done too hard it can leave quite bad welts Dana told me."

"I don't think we really need welts. I don't want to service clients with a welted clit. So, who's first?"

"You can go first," offered Julie. "I'll lie on the bed for the first one at least and see how it goes after that."

Julie lay on the bed and Becks pulled the rubber towards herself, trying to position it so that when she released it the rubber would hit the centre of Julie's pussy. She let it go. Thwack! 

Julie instantly reached down to hold her pussy, brought her knees together and rolled on her side in agony and the stinging pain washed over her body. For a few seconds she stayed like that, then felt the warmth as her body accepted the pain and it started to feel sexually arousing. She repositioned herself on the bed.

"OK, that wasn't too bad," she said, "Let's do ten each. I feel that it's quite possible that I'll cum after about ten."

"OK, so it's that good, is it?"

Becks took hold of the rubber again and noticed that they had some spectators as Chris, Todd, Dana and Gabby entered, then stopped to watch

Becks pulled the rubber back to about the same place and let it go. Thwack! Julie's reaction was exactly the same. When Julie was repositioned, Becks stretched and released the rubber again and again until she had given Julie her ten.

"That's ten," she told Julie, "Do you want to continue?"

"Ooohh, I'm so close to cumming. One more please. I'll get on the floor on all fours."

When Julie was positioned with her knees far apart, Becks stretched the rubber again and released it. Thwack! It hit Julie right on her now engorged clit. Julie grabbed her pussy with her hand, let out a shriek and rolled onto her side.

"Ooooohhhhhh, it hurts so good. I'm cummingggg!" she yelled.

Becks and the four others watched Julie as she writhed on the floor in pain and ecstasy from her intense orgasm. Slowly she came back down, rolled onto her back and opened her eyes.

"Oh, hello," she said to the onlookers, all grinning widely.

They greeted her. "That looked fairly intense," commented Dana, "Did you want to do that because I told you about it?"

"Oh yes. It was great. How does my pussy look now?"

Dana inspected her pussy closely.

"Yes, it looks fine. No real welts so the amount of stretch was about right. It's just a bit red and will probably be slightly bruised for a while."

"Thanks. OK, Becks, your turn."

Becks lay on the bed as Julie had done and Julie repeated the ten stretch and releases of the rubber. By then Becks was almost ready to cum, the pain again being transformed into sexual arousal, causing her clit to engorge and her pussy to stream fluids.

"One more please, just like you had. I'm so close."

Becks knelt on the floor and Julie stretched the rubber back, again aiming for Becks' clit. She released it; the rubber hit her clit and she came hard.

"Oooohhhh! That's beautiful. I'm cummingggg!"

Becks again rolled on the floor, eyes closed, feeling the waves of pleasure washing through her body as it responded to the painful stimuli by producing an intense orgasm. Slowly she relaxed, opened her eyes, acknowledged the onlookers and asked Dana to inspect her pussy.

"All good," said Dana. "Do you want to watch us?"

"You go ahead," replied Julie, "Do you need the bed?"

"No, we're going to be testing ourselves with saddle straps," replied Gabby.

"OK, we've got a little bit to do then we'll watch you," said Julie, then turned to Becks, "The one who makes the other one cum first has to wear nipple clamps for the rest of the time while in the Dungeon. OK?"

"OK," agreed Becks.

Julie and Becks lay on the bed and started by kissing each other, then they assumed a 69 position and began inspecting then caressing each other's pussy, then they applied their tongues, soothing the reddened skin, arousing each other until they each sensed that the other was nearly ready to cum, they slowed their tonguing and kept the other on the brink. They had played this game several times before so knew how to prolong this torture for a long time, the record being in excess of 30 minutes. Today they each focussed on the other's responses, sensing how close they were, backing off, stimulating, backing off again. After about 20 minutes of hovering on the brink, Julie felt her orgasm was there. She moved to gain greater stimulation but Becks withdrew her tongue, leaving her hanging. In frustration Julie gave an extra strong couple of licks and Becks was cumming, thrashing around on the bed and moaning softly through her orgasm. Dammit, thought Julie. 

"Please finish me off," she said to Becks.

Becks did just that, wasting no time in pushing Julie over the edge to her own massive and fulfilling orgasm. 

They lay together for a couple of minutes, cuddling and recovering, then stood up and Becks collected two nipple clamps from the drawer, fitting them to Julie's nipples and tightening them.

"Ouch! That really hurts," cried Julie.

"Serves you right. Just imagine how they'll hurt when they come off. Now, let's watch these guys."

As Julie and Becks sat to watch the others, Julie noticed that already she had grown accustomed to the clamps and they weren't nearly as sore as they had been. They saw that Dana and Gabby had put on heavy leather waist belts and had both selected a strap about two inches wide which was attached to the front fastening and threaded through the loop at the rear. The guys had fastened the ends of the straps to the bar and raised the bar.

"There's a bet on," said Todd to the watching girls, "The girl who is suspended with the thinnest strap or who is suspended for the longest if the straps are the same gets to whip the pussy of the other one, ten strokes. The safe word is cucumber but using it will mean they are automatically the loser. They've been there for about a minute so far."

As the bar had been raised it had pulled the strap through the loop on the back of the waist belt, tightening the strap where it passed over each girl's clit and sex saddle, pulling it cruelly between her cunt lips and arse cheeks. By now each girl was showing signs of stress as the pain increased and they stood on tiptoes to try to lessen the weight they were putting on the straps. The bar was slowly raised until eventually both girls were suspended with their feet fully off the floor. They were sweating, with teeth gritted as neither would give in. After two minutes of suspension, they were lowered to the floor again.

Todd and Chris released them from the bar and removed the straps, inspecting their pussies for any signs of damage. The girls were smiling again and the pain had obviously gone. 

"I'm going to really whip your pussy after this," said Gabby.

"Huh! Fat chance seeing it's me who'll be whipping yours," replied Dana

Todd and Chris collected narrower straps, about one inch wide, and fitted them to the front of the waist belts and through the loops at the back, connecting them to the bar.

"This time we'll see what happens," said Chris. "How long this time? Two minutes again?"

"We can try for that," said Todd, "But I don't think either will reach that."

Again they raised the bar, lifting each girl onto tip toes then clear of the floor. Both were writhing in pain while trying to remain still to prevent movement causing extra pain. After just over a minute Gabby gave in.

"Cucumber," she said, and the guys lowered the bar immediately, removing the straps and waist belts from the girls.

Todd handed Dana the multi-thonged pussy whip and she instructed Gabby to go down on her knees on the whipping platform , face to the platform, knees wide apart. She asked Todd to tie her knees, wrists and ankles to the platform so she couldn't move, which he did. She then stood beside Gabby's right hip and swung the whip a couple of times in the air before bringing it down onto Gabby's arse crack, judging it so that the ends of the thongs went between her legs and onto her clit.

"Aaaarrrrrggggghhhhh!" yelled Gabby.

"Count them, Gabby," instructed Dana.

"One."

Dana swung again. Again Gabby cried out, and counted two.

This followed for strokes three to ten, by which time Gabby was sobbing and her arse and pussy were bright red. The guys untied her and she slowly stood up and hugged Dana.

"Thank you so much. That was wonderful. I know you don't like hurting me, so again, thank you. I really needed that."

"That's OK, Sweetie," replied Dana. "I guess it's my turn next time again," she whispered in Gabby's ear.

"Oh goody," Gabby whispered back.

"What next?" asked Chris of Todd.

"Well, I reckon we have some fun. Let Gabby recover for a while. Dana, come here please."

Dana went to Todd who led her over to the sex swing.

"In you hop," he said as he lowered the swing so she could sit in it. 

Dana sat in the swing and was strapped in with her waist held tight, arms loosely restrained. Todd positioned her feet in the stirrups then pulled them apart so that her legs were stretched out sideways, almost in a straight line.

"What a wonderful sight to behold, don't you think so, Chris?"

"Absolutely awesome," agreed Chris.

Todd raised the swing until Dana's wide open cunt hole was at the same height as his cock. He then buried his cock in her cunt, lubricating it before removing it again. He gently pushed the swing away, allowing it to swing back towards his hard cock. On that swing his cock head hit the inside of her thigh. He twisted her a little, pushing her away again and allowing her to swing back, his cock entering her love tunnel part way. Now that he had the aim correct he took a step backwards, and pushed her a bit harder this time. She swung away, then returned, impaling herself on his cock. Because she had swung past the lowest point of the swing, she then swung back, pulling herself off his cock.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 05



"Right, girl, you get fucked when you manage to hold onto my cock with your cunt muscles and not fall back," he told her.

For several more swings Dana swung back after being impaled on Todd's cock and then she clasped her muscles as tightly as she could and she managed to hold on. Todd took a step forward and fucked her hard. Pushing his huge cock into her as far as it would go until it hit her cervix every time. Dana loved it, wishing she had the use of her arms to hold onto Todd and pull him even deeper. After a few minutes Todd came, tensing up as he shot his load of cum juice into Dana's welcoming cunt. Dana tried hard to reach her orgasm but to no avail. In that position there just was not enough stimulation for her clit.

When Todd had finished, he released her by stepping backwards and she fell off his cock, swinging and gently spinning in the swing.

"Do you want Dana or do you want to put Gabby in here?" he asked Chris.

"Do you want to do them both?"

"Yeah, definitely."

"Me too. I'll do Dana now then while she's there."

Chris repeated Todd's moves, after first lowering Dana about an inch, and again it took Dana a few swings before she was able to hold Chris, especially now she was lubricated with Todd's cum. Chris fucked her hard, and despite the lack of stimulation of her clit, she came, her orgasm pushing Chris over the edge also. She felt his hot cum spurting against her cervix as she came down from her orgasm.

"Oooohhhh, thank you, Chris darling," she cooed to Chris. "That was lovely."

They released Dana from the swing and asked Gabby if she was recovered yet.

"Yes, but it's still a bit sore so go easy."

They agreed they would and fastened her into the swing, gently caressing her red pussy once her legs were widely spread. Chris went first this time, lining Gabby up carefully so as to avoid hurting her any more than was necessary.

"I feel so sexy," she said, "The whip on my clit nearly had me cumming."

After a few swings she was able to hold onto Chris' cock and he fucked her, cumming again against her cervix but without allowing her to cum. Todd then took over, once again Gabby took several attempts before she could grip Todd's cock and hold him inside, but after she did he fucked her wonderfully well, pushing her over the edge into a really strong orgasm, during which he also came in her cunt. When he had finished he stepped backwards and Gabby fell away from him, swinging in the swing.

They released Gabby and cleaned up the area.

"Is it our turn now?" asked Becks, "Or haven't you guys got anything left for a couple of waifs and strays?"

Todd and Chris looked at each other, then at the very attractive sight of Becks and Julie sitting, naked, leaning back showing off their many charms. Both Todd and Chis felt their cocks give a lurch.

"Let's see what we can do," replied Todd, then to the girls, "We always like a challenge."

"Oh goody, this is my first time in a swing," said Becks.

Todd tied Becks into the swing, adjusted it and then gave her a gentle push. She felt herself swinging backwards, then pause for a moment before swinging forwards and impaling herself on Todd's cock. She was enjoying that sensation so much she forgot to grip it, and then felt herself swing back and before she knew it her cunt was empty again. He swung her back and repeated the process, once again Becks lost him. This happened several times over the next few minutes. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't seem to grip his cock hard enough to hold him. She focussed on the muscle tightening, not the pleasure. Once more swing back, forward, impale. Grip, grip, grip she told herself, contracting her muscles as hard as she could. 

She stayed there, then felt Todd grip her and push into her harder, beginning a gentle fucking movement which pressed his cock head against her cervix, then took him almost completely out of her. She tried to tilt her pelvis to gain more stimulation for her clit, and this worked slightly. She very slowly approached her orgasm, fearing all the time that Todd would cum and it would be all over. He had cum twice in the past half hour; this one was going to take a little longer. So he continued fucking her, bringing her closer until with eyes closed, she came hard, tightening her cunt muscles on his cock and driving him to his third cum in an hour. They stayed together for a few moments, then he released her and she swung away.

Todd and Chris released Becks from the swing and Julie sat in it while the guys tied her in and spread her legs. Chris pulled on her nipple clamps causing Julie to squirm from the pain and stimulation. By now Chris' cock was hard once again and when he pushed Julie away, she returned to impale herself on it. It took several swings before she was able to hold his cock with her cunt muscles. When she did, Chris started fucking her hard, pulling her against himself while she tilted her pelvis to gain as much stimulation as possible. After quite a few minutes Chris was there and Julie felt him squirting his cum into her cunt, a feeling which pushed her over to a wonderful and gentle orgasm. They separated after a few minutes and the guys released Julie from the swing, then again cleaned up the area. 

"Right," said Becks, "Are you ready for those clamps to come off, Julie?"

"Oh yes please," replied Julie, knowing that the most painful part was yet to come.

Becks released her left nipple. Julie grabbed her breast, rubbing the nipple to try to relieve the stinging throbbing pain. It gradually lessened. Julie removed the right clamp with the same response from Julie.

When she had recovered, she turned to Julie.

"Next time I'm going to win. Then you can have the pleasure of wearing nipple clamps."

"It wouldn't have been so bad if we hadn't got distracted with the sex swing," replied Becks. "I guess it was worth it though."

"Oh yes, definitely. I really needed to be fucked."

Together the six of them walked up the stairs and into the spa pool to soak the sore bits.

Todd, Chris and Greg struggled with the large banner they were attaching to the front of 'Dana's'. Since discussing their open day idea things had moved fast, almost taking on a life of their own. The banner they were erecting was the most obvious sign of progress; the full page notice and interview Marcie had given to the local paper were less obvious but probably more effective. 

The date had been set for Sunday week, 1 p.m. to 5 p.m. Now while the guys were erecting the banner, the women were all inside discussing what they would do and show visitors on open day.

"We certainly don't want to frighten anyone off, so we need to be well dressed and presentable, appear professional and as normal as possible, whatever that means these days," said Marcie.

"So I'm assuming there won't be any demonstrations or anything like that. No people hanging from frames in the Dungeon, for example," asked Gabby.

"Absolutely not," stated Marcie. "The Dungeon will be the 'Play Room' for the afternoon. Just a place where we can go and play with each other using equipment specially designed to give pleasure to the other person. Of course those who are into this sort of thing will know what it is right away. They wouldn't be frightened away. But the little old ladies calling in on their way home from church and looking for something to be shocked with will need to be shown we are simply a group of people loving each other and finding pleasure in living together."

Marcie had already allocated people to areas of the establishment and now gave out lists of tasks for each person to do. Each knew where the others were to be stationed and each knew their specific responsibilities.

During the ten days between the interview appearing in the paper and the open day everyone was busy doing the many tasks that were required, as well as continuing to offer normal brothel services and a show on each of the two Saturdays nights. In addition, Greg continued to work and the students continued with their studies. There was little time for anything else so time together as a group or in small cohabiting couples and triples was at a premium. They all looked forward to night time when they could share themselves intimately with their chosen loved ones.

All too soon the open day was upon them. The previous night had been a standard strip show with personal services in the upstairs rooms. They were up early on Sunday morning, cleaning and tidying after the show, attaching directional arrows and explanatory signs throughout the building so people could walk between areas in an organised manner to see the whole place. Marcie had specified who was to be in charge of explaining each area and people were to be encouraged to stop and talk with the residents at each station so that they would have some idea of what happened where they were.

By 1 p.m. several car loads of people were outside. Marcie ensured that everyone was in position and opened the doors to welcome the visitors, inviting them in for the tour and providing each person or couple with a brochure which included a plan of the establishment. The visitors were a mixture of ages, some singles, mostly couples, mainly appearing to be in the twenty to fifty age group.

In the administration area Pam was busy discussing the courses that were on offer, explaining what was taught and taking names of people who may be interested. Most of the people enquiring were young couples, many of whom said they wanted to spice up their love life a bit. One middle aged gentleman waited until Pam was free then introduced himself as Don, explaining that he was the principal of the local college and asking if 'Dana's' people had considered teaching sex education in schools. Pam replied that it had come up in discussion a couple of weeks ago and the person to speak to would be Marcie. 

When Marcie heard Dons enquiry she felt honoured that the principal would consider inviting them to teach sex education in his school. For her it was a dream come true; a breakthrough in the apparent monopoly so far held by religious and other groups who felt they needed to preach the dangers rather than the pleasures of sex. Marcie took Don through to the waiting room and they had a long and comprehensive discussion about possibilities. Both felt that any sex education offered should be optional for students. For junior classes teaching could focus on how a person's body functions sexually while for senior students there could be classes covering topics such as human sexuality and morality and ethics. For senior students who were 18 and older a possible practical course could also be offered. 

By 5 p.m. the stragglers were leaving and everyone came together in the spa pool to relax and compare notes.

"Lots of visitors were fascinated by the Play Room or Dungeon," commented Dana, who, with Todd, had supervised that area. "Lots of them had read the book 50 Shades of Grey and were really interested to know that BDSM wasn't just something fictional. Quite a few said they would be phoning to make an appointment to try out some of the gear, most hastily adding that they only wanted to try very mild enhancements, nothing too radical."

"I had a lot of people wanting to try out the Sybian," said Julie. "I'm sure that if we'd had it operating instead of just on display we'd only be half way through the queue by now. So many of them said they would be putting their names down for an appointment."

"Yes, I have a long list of people who want to try it," said Pam, "For most of them their partner wants to come along and watch as well, or participate in the case of a few lesbian couples."

"That sounds promising," replied Marcie, "How did it go with interest in the courses we were offering?"

"Quite a bit of interest, many people said they would 'think about it' so they may contact us. Quite a few in each course, especially the basics of striptease and pole dancing, where a lot of husbands enrolled their wives," chuckled Pam. "How did you get on with Don?"

Marcie gave them all a summary of what she and Don had spoken about.

"So maybe that suggestion about teaching in schools will come to fruition," she commented at the end.

"That would be awesome. It's especially good that Gabby and I have psychology degrees. That will lend a bit of credibility, which is always beneficial in a formal educational environment," said Dana. "I guess the best place for the practical course, if it eventuates, would be here. We have all the facilities whereas the school wouldn't."

Conversation about the afternoon lapsed, with individual conversations taking place around the pool. David was next to Becks and let his hand wander to her thigh.

"Becks," he began, "How long have you been here now?"

Becks thought it only seemed like a lifetime and actually had trouble remembering her life before being here, except for the nagging grief for Emma, who was still missing.

"Quite a while; so much happens that it's hard to keep track of time. Why?"

"I was just wondering. It seems like you've been here for ages but I've never had the pleasure of sleeping with you. Do you think Chris could spare you for a night sometime?"

"Ooohhh, that sounds like fun. I'm sure he could. When would you like me to visit you?"

"Well, tonight would be good, if you're not booked."

"Tonight it is then. I'll let Chris know he'll have a cold back tonight."

Becks turned to David and gave him a long, lingering kiss, to which he responded, Becks feeling his hardening cock under the water.

"He'll just have to wait till later," she told him.

Gradually they left the pool and took their formal clothes with them to change for dinner. Marcie and Pam had prepared a cold salad earlier in the day, knowing they would all be tired after the open day and wanting to rest rather than do any chores. 

Dinner became almost a celebration of the success of the open day, and everyone ate plenty and drank a few glasses of wine before retiring to the lounge to watch a movie.

Becks told Chris that she was going to sleep in David's bed tonight.

"That's fine, sweetheart. Enjoy yourself. Gabby's been asking me when we're going to have Dana in our bed. She has some idea of herself and Dana doing a tag team act on me to see if they can drain me dry. So I'll suggest that to Dana, if that's OK with you."

"Of course it is, honey. I guess you'll recover by tomorrow night when I'll want my share," she grinned.

"Undoubtedly. Always ready for your sweet sexy body."

After the movie and night time drinks, they all headed off to bed. Becks entered David and Pam's bedroom and noticed that they were sitting up in bed waiting for her.

"Welcome to our bed," said Pam, "I'm so excited about seeing you and David fucking. Since menopause I really don't feel like sex a great deal so it's nice to know that David can get his rocks off with you younger gals."

"I did wonder if you'd mind," confessed Becks, "I'm so glad that I'm welcome from your perspective as well as David's."

Becks went to climb into bed alongside David but he held her in position alongside the bed.

"Let me look at you, honey, before you climb into bed. God, you look so sexy. Doesn't she look sexy, Pam?"

"Well, they say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so I guess sexiness is also. I must admit though, Becks, if I was a guy I would consider you to be a wet dream come true."

David scanned her body from top to bottom slowly, taking in the brief, sexy, almost transparent mini-bra and thong covered by the diaphanous baby doll nightie. He could vaguely make out her blond trimmed bush of hair at her crotch and her nipples pressing against the brief bra cups. She turned around, striking a sexy pose, then turned back and climbed into bed alongside him.

"I'll let you have the fun of taking it all off," she said as she snuggled into him and ran her fingers through his chest hair.

Pam lay on her side to watch the lovers as they caressed each other, turning each other on even more than they already were, and kissed erotically. Gradually, over several minutes, David undid the ties down the front of her nightie and removed it. He then played with her breasts and nipples through the thin fabric of her bra before releasing each breast, kissing and caressing it again, then removing her bra completely.

He then threw back the bedclothes so that Pam could also see what he was doing. Becks noticed his rampant cock drooling precum. She bent her head and licked the end, tasting him for the first time and licking her lips. He gently pushed her onto her back and caressed her pussy, running his fingers in the creases between her lips and her thighs before bringing them back over the thin material covering the entrance to her cunt, which was already moist with her secretions. Becks shuddered involuntarily with the slow arousal. As he continued these caressing movements, she reached out and cradled his balls, gently playing with them, rubbing them together, pulling them away from his body. She noticed that his cock was still drooling, so she scooped up some of this and smoothed it on his cock head, masturbating him gently.

After several more minutes of foreplay David edged her thong down her legs and over her feet, leaving her lying naked on her back. He gently covered her with his body, taking his weight on his elbows and on his knees, which he used to pry her legs gently apart, exposing her cunt entrance shining with her juices. He kissed her deeply, tongue wrestling; she responded by pressing her crotch against his, wriggling to try to gain some stimulation from his rampant cock lodged between their pubic bones.

He broke their kiss, lifting himself and moving lower in the bed, positioning his cock head at her cunt entrance, then holding it there. She tried to wriggle downwards to impale herself, but he moved too, keeping his position. It was driving her crazy.

"Ooohhh, honey, give it to me," she demanded.

"Soon, soon," he replied into her ear.

He gradually started to move his hips backwards and forwards, his cock head just parting her lips before he withdrew, again and again. Becks started moving her hips in fucking motions, trying hard to get his cock into her. Pam just lay on the bed and watched, a broad grin on her face as she remembered all the times when she had been in the same position as Becks was now.

After many minutes he started going deeper. Becks held his back, using it for leverage to try to force his whole cock inside her, but David was in charge and would take his own time. After a further ten minutes, he was reaching his limit in endurance. He slowly and carefully pushed his cock fully into her well-lubricated cunt, feeling her cervix with the head of his cock. He lay there, fully embedded, while Becks wriggled as much as she could, eyes tightly closed, on the very brink of orgasm. He moved a slight amount, enough to just stimulate her clit the tiniest amount, enough to push her over the edge.

"Hnnngghh, hnnnggghhh, omigod, omigod, I'm cumminggggg!" she cried as she thrashed around under David's weight.

Slowly she came back to earth as the sensations decreased. She opened her eyes.

"Oh you're a wonderful lover," she whispered in his ear. "Fuck me good, darling."

He did just that, withdrawing his cock almost completely before forcing it back to the end of her cunt, time and time again. Her clit was massaged by his pubic bone, sending electric shocks through her body as she climbed the slope towards orgasm again. Getting closer, closer. He reached up and without warning gripped and twisted her nipples hard.

"Ooooohhhhhh, yesssss, darling, like that, I'm cumminggggggg again!" she screamed, once again thrashing about under his weight.

This orgasm lasted longer but after a few minutes she returned to this planet and relaxed, still impaled on his hard cock. He kissed her sexily, then began slow fucking her once more. Over the next few minutes his movements quickened as he approached his orgasm. Suddenly he was there, the feeling rising from his groin and spreading throughout his body, causing intense tingling in his fingers and toes.




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"I'm cumming, darling, cum with me!" he yelled.

Becks also went over the top again, cumming hard as she felt his sperm being pumped through his cock and squirting against her cervix.

"Nnnngggghhh, nnnngggghhhh," she grunted as he pressed into her, almost preventing her breathing.

They came down from their orgasms and David again took his weight on his elbows. Becks took in a couple of deep breaths and hugged him closely.

"Sweetheart, you were amazing," she cooed, "If I'd known what I was missing I'd have been here weeks ago."

"Well, now you know and you're always welcome."

They rolled onto their sides and Pam cuddled in with the lovers. They all fell asleep in a few moments. During the night Becks woke and found that David also was awake and his cock was again hard. They made sweet gentle love with her lying on top, both reaching satisfying climaxes and again sleeping deeply afterwards.



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 Ch. 6: Sex Education Classes

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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When they woke in the morning the three of them spent their last few minutes in bed cuddling and kissing each other.

"You are a wonderful lover, darling," said Becks, "You made me cum so hard last night."

"Thank you sweetheart," replied David, "I came really hard too. You're most welcome to come here for an encore anytime you like."

"Thank you. I'll certainly take you up on that offer. How do you feel about all this, Pam?"

"Well, I am so pleased to see David enjoying sex like he used to when I felt like it. For me now sex is a real chore and I don't like it or want it, but I do enjoy seeing David enjoying you younger women. So thank you for helping to keep my husband sane," Pam said, smiling at Becks.

"Time to get up I think," announced David. He and Becks gave each other brief caresses , kissed Pam and they all got out of bed. Becks picked up her clothes from the floor and blew a kiss as she walked back to her bedroom completely naked.

Chris and Gabby were lying in bed, still united after their morning session when Becks walked in.

"Good morning, lovers," she greeted them, "How was your night without me?"

"You'll need to stay here," said Gabby, "Chris was insatiable. All he could do was imagine you getting fucked, which turned him on and he then fucked me."

"Oooohhhh, that must've been fun for you both. Did you get any sleep?"

"Yes, plenty," replied Chris.

"No, virtually none," replied Gabby.

"Aha, so the truth is being distorted by your perceptions. Figures. So Chris, I'm available now if you want me," said Becks eying his still moderately hard cock, glistening with their combined juices. 

"Well, I guess we can be late for breakfast. Come here, lover." He reached out for Becks, who knelt on the edge of the bed before toppling on top of him.

"I've got things to do and I'm hungry," said Gabby. "Have fun."

As Gabby left for her shower, Becks sat astride Chris' legs and slowly stroked his cock, encouraging it to grow to its full length, which it did in only a couple of minutes. She then moved up the bed until her cunt entrance was directly over his cock, lifted herself up and sat down hard, impaling herself on its full length. Becks leant forward on Chris, her hard nipples pressed into his chest.

"That feels soooo good," she cooed in his ear.

"It sure does, darling. I missed you last night even you were only away for a short time."

"Yes, and I missed you too, even though David is a wonderful lover and he brought me to lots of orgasms."

They moved together gently until Becks came up with an idea.

"Can we try something different please?" she asked.

"Sure, what do you have in mind?"

Becks didn't answer but rolled over towards her side table and reached into the drawer, bringing out a short piece of thin rope.

"See how you like this."

She sat up, disconnecting from his cock, and squeezed his ball sac until his balls were above the base of his cock against his pubic bone. She then placed the centre of the rope across the upper side of the base of his cock and pulled down between his legs tightly, trapping his balls up high. She then crossed over the rope ends, pulled them between his arse cheeks, tied a single knot, then brought them around his hips and tied them together in front of his abdomen.

"Right, let's see how that feels for you," she said with a grin.

Becks remounted Chris, sitting down on his cock once again and impaling herself almost fully. She then watched Chris' face as she slowly and deliberately sat down fully on his cock, crushing his balls between her sex saddle and his pubic bone. A look of pain crossed his face, tempered by the wonderful feelings of being inside her cunt.

"That hurts, yet feels good at the same time," he said.

"Good. That's what it was meant to do," she replied, grinning. "Let's see how it goes if I do this."

She leant forward as she had been before, thrusting her pussy forward to press against him, exerting greater pressure on his balls. She noticed him wincing and trying to pull away, while his body tried to push forwards to move further into her soft lubricated cunt.

"That hurts so good," he said.

"Great," she smiled, "Let's keep fucking until we both cum."

She moved slowly and deliberately backwards and forwards on top of him, focussing on keeping pressure on his balls while at the same time feeling his cock moving smoothly and sensually inside her cunt, stimulating her erotically. She could also feel his balls pressing against her clit, massaging it and pushing her closer towards her orgasm.

"Oh darling," she whispered, "That feels so wonderful. If we keep this up for much longer I'll be cumming."

"Hmmmm, so will I," he replied. "It's really strange, it's the most sensual pain I've ever felt. It feels really wonderful having my balls massage your clit, even though it crushes and hurts them."

After another few minutes Becks could take no more. She thrust forward as hard as she could with his cock fully inside her and came hard.

"Oooohhhh, darling, I'm cumming, it's so good, push it in me, fill me with your cum now."

The added pressure and pain, along with her words, pushed Chris over the brink and he came hard, squirting his cum against her cervix, feeling her cunt muscles contracting around his cock, milking him of every last drop.

They lay like that for a few moments until Gabby came back in the room.

"You two still at it?" she asked.

The lovers did not reply, feeling any answer would be superfluous, but gently kissed then rolled apart. Becks untied and removed the rope, which Gabby looked at enquiringly.

"It holds his balls up high so when we fuck I crush his balls at the same time," explained Becks. "It felt great for me as his balls massaged my clit."

"It was painful for me," added Chris, "But a wonderful sexy pain. I'll let you do it too if you like."

"Hmmm, sounds like a good idea. Tonight, maybe, if you've recovered enough."

"I'll be fully recovered by tonight. Consider it a date."

Chris and Becks left the bed and showered together before they all dressed and went to breakfast. Once they were there, the last group to arrive, Marcie greeted them all and discussed what was planned for the day, what bookings they had and who would be required for those. With Dana, Gabby, Trudi and Julie working on their university studies, it left Becks as the only young woman available for daytime duties, so she was given four bookings, three gentlemen and a woman who wanted her to supervise a Sybian session. Greg was assigned to a non-orgasmic woman who had decided it was time to experience this pleasure, and David and Pam were on cleaning, household and administration duties.

Marcie wanted to delve deeper into the possibilities of running sex education classes for college students so made an appointment to visit the local principal, Don, who she had met the previous day. During that meeting they agreed to a trial series of classes for junior, middle and senior students, the junior and middle classes to be more theoretical and help at the campus, while the senior class, for students 18 years of age and over, were to be held at 'Dana's' and would include a practical component. All classes were to be voluntary and non-assessable, and the junior and middle classes required parental consent.

After discussion of the possible curriculum and remuneration, it was agreed that Marcie would put together an outline of the courses together with a proposed letter to be sent to the parents to explain the aim of each course and seek their permission for their children to attend. They parted with an overview of the program in outline form and a tentative starting date of the second week of the first semester after the current break. This gave Marcie only a couple of weeks to put everything together so she spent the remainder of the day working on the myriad of details that needed to be finalised.

At dinner, cooked by Todd and Trudi, Marcie outlined the meeting with Don and there was great interest and intense discussion about what should be taught and how it should be taught. They decided that the sexual part of the course should be taught in the wider social and interpersonal relationship context, so that it was not seen as somehow different and 'special' from normal everyday life. It was considered that the 'specialness' with which sex was treated was one of the main factors in the increase in sexually related crimes.

"One of the main problems is that sex is pushed at guys in particular and they are often made to feel inadequate unless they are able to 'prove' their masculinity by having a sexy girlfriend or being able to brag about their conquests," commented Chris. "The problem with this is that women tend to be seen as simply chattels rather than partners in an equal relationship."

"It's not all one way," added Becks, "I had huge peer pressure to have sex and 'catch a man'. I was made to feel totally inadequate until I was pregnant, proof that I had been sexually active. You all know the unfortunate outcome of that relationship. I feel that one of the aspects that we should be teaching is that everyone is perfectly OK by themselves until they wish to find a partner. So it becomes an issue of self-esteem rather than sexuality."

There was general agreement with this, especially for the junior and middle classes. The senior class was seen as being a bit different, with an emphasis on making love rather than having sex. 

"Young people get such mixed messages these days," commented Dana. "It's as though loving sex was bad and wrong yet at the same time it is being pushed hard everywhere. Privacy seems to have disappeared and as soon as a couple do decide to make love, they may just end up having a quickie in the car and then they feel they have to brag about it to all their friends on social media. It's really sickening. Sexual relations should be a private and beautiful thing between loving people, not something for all your friends to know about."

"This is all part of the social pressure syndrome," added Julie. "It cheapens sex to a quick act to get your rocks off, rather than the most beautiful experience a couple can have together. So we need to emphasise that sex is special and beautiful but also remove the prudishness associated with the naked human body."

"I totally agree," contributed Todd, "I really love this place because we're all very happy wandering about naked, bathing in the spa pool and the big pool in summer completely nude, with no thought that we have to have sex or anything further unless we wish to. So many people in society consider that nudity is really bad because they associate it with sex. That's garbage. The human body is beautiful beyond words but the unfortunate connotations that displaying it seems to have causes even court judges to comment that rape victims were 'asking for it' by wearing certain revealing clothing."

"That, of course, only makes the situation worse," added David. "What are women to do? If they dress conservatively they are considered dowdy; if they dress attractively they are classed as being provocative. Where's the individual responsibility here?"

"We also have the aspect of casual sex," added Gabby. "Not everyone wants a relationship. If a guy doesn't want a relationship, doesn't want or can't afford a hooker, and is tired of masturbating, what is the option? Casual sex. But often this is judged as being bad or wrong. People seem to think that love must be a prelude to all sexual encounters and lust is bad. It's not only with guys either. If I see a guy with a great bod at a party and want to have sex with him, what's wrong with that? Provided he is agreeable, why not? Yet if I did that all the time I would probably be called a slut, while if a guy acted in the same way he would be seen as being a stud. I'm just lucky I have Chris who looks after all my needs." She smiled at Chris who gave her a wink in return.

"Then there's the whole other aspect of kinks that people put into sexual relationships," commented Pam. "We all do this using BDSM in the Dungeon, practising polyamory and swapping partners. These would be considered perversions by some and perfectly normal by us. I guess it's unlikely that these would be included in even the senior course. Maybe have a post-grad course for these as add-ons."

"If we are going to teach these students thoroughly, there's certainly a huge field to cover even without the add-ons," said Greg. "We need to go into ethics, law, morality, relationships, psychology as well as the biology and science of sex. And that doesn't even include cultural differences and the history associated with sex which is what modern views are based upon. We could run a full year course, not just an hour per week. However, I guess we have to work with what we have."

"So we have to come up with curricula for these three class levels for approval by the College Board within a couple of weeks. Can we do it?" asked Marcie.

Everyone agreed that this was a tight, though possible, goal. They divided themselves into pairs or small groups and each chose an area to consider. They agreed to bring back their ideas on Wednesday evening for a round table discussion and the start of the curriculum writing process. 

After their prolonged dinner, everyone except Chris and Gabby, who were on clean up duty, had free time to study or relax. Many continued the dinner discussion in small groups, making notes and suggesting links to other areas that could be included. As the evening progressed they had supper and all ended up again in the spa pool, still deep in discussion.

Marcie asked if they had any conclusions they wished to contribute yet so that she could proceed tomorrow but nobody had reached that stage yet. She then outlined the bookings for the following day and bade them all a very good night. As she left the pool she winked at Todd and beckoned him to her. He excused himself to Dana and Trudi, climbed out of the pool and met with Marcie a short distance away. Marcie threw her arms around Todd and pressed her body against his.

"Darling," she whispered in his ear, "I so need your big thick cock in me tonight. Greg has given me the OK to sleep in your bed, do you think either Trudi or Dana would like to sleep with Greg?"

"I'm sure something can be arranged," Todd assured her. "Why don't you go to my bed and I'll join you as soon as I have made arrangements."

"That's great by me. See you soon, lover."

Todd returned to the pool and slipped between Dana and Trudi.

"What was that all about?" asked Dana.

"Your Mom wants to sleep with me tonight. She wondered if either you or Trudi would like to swap and sleep with your Dad."

"Oooohhhh, yes, "replied Dana, "It seems ages since daddy fucked me. Do you want to do a team session, Trudi?"

"Yes, definitely," Trudi chuckled. "Let's ask Becks if she wants to swap as well."

Becks jumped at the idea of sleeping with Todd so Becks, Dana and Trudi left the pool with Todd, Becks and Todd going to Todd's room while Dana and Trudi went to wait for Greg.

When Todd walked in Marcie greeted him again with a full-contact embrace. She looked over his shoulder and noticed Becks as well and realised what was happening.

"Lucky Greg," she said, "I'm guessing he won't be up for much tomorrow."

"I'm guessing I won't either if I have my way with you two gorgeous wenches," replied Todd, picking up Marcie and laying her on the bed. "OK, how do you want it?"

Marcie glanced at Becks, who have a quick nod of her head, which Todd noticed.

"We've been discussing what we'd do with you for a couple of days now," said Marcie, "So I want you to lie on the bed while we tie your wrists and ankles to the bed corners. Then we're going to torture you mercilessly."

Marcie and Becks tied Todd on his back then started tickling him gently. They knew that he was extremely ticklish and were pleased with his responses as he tried in vain to escape the torture. Gradually the tickle torture focussed more on his genitals with Marcie using a feather to caress his rigid cock as Becks tickled the inside of his thighs.

Marcie then used some thin rope to loosely tie his cock so that it was vertical and then mounted Todd, holding her cunt lips just above his cock head while Becks continued to tickle his cock with a feather.

Todd was moving his hips in a fucking movement, attempting unsuccessfully to touch Marcie's lips with his cock head. Marcie gently tickled his nipples, causing them to harden, while Becks pulled downwards on his balls, squeezing them gently. After several minutes of this, which seemed like an eternity to Todd, Marcie lowered herself onto his cock, impaling herself fully until his cock head pressed against her cervix. 

Becks took another soft rope and tied it gently around his balls, then added several heavy rubber bands and fastened those to the end of the bed, creating continuous tension on his ball sac. Marcie lifted herself off Todd and untied the rope from around his cock. The downward tension on his balls kept his cock vertical as Marcie and Becks swapped places, with Becks now slipping onto Todd's cock until she was fully impaled.

Marcie then straddled Todd again, facing his feet and face to face with Becks. Becks lifted herself off Todd and slid slightly backwards, allowing Marcie to slip Todd's cock into her cunt and impale herself on him once again. She then lifted off and Becks impaled herself again.

The two women kept this up for many minutes, driving Todd crazy with the slow fucking and slightly different feel of their cunts. Marcie and Becks developed a rhythm that allowed them to alternately fuck Todd at the same time as they kissed and fondled each other's back and breasts. Todd found that he didn't have enough stimulation to even approach orgasm while the women, with their additional stimulation, were getting closer to theirs. 

Marcie lifted up and instead of transferring Todd's cock to Becks, the women moved apart slightly and fed his cock between their pussies, then sat down. Todd could feel their engorged clits pressing into the base of his cock from both top and bottom. Becks and Marcie pressed together and lifted and sat down in unison, over and over, using Todd's cock like a dildo between them, rubbing their clits and arousing themselves.

Marcie broke rhythm first. She screwed up her face with concentration and started moving rapidly backwards and forwards. This new rhythm was quickly joined by Becks, who also closed her eyes in concentration. As both women approached their orgasms, their movements became more violent on top of Todd, stretching his balls and causing him to move on the bed. 

Becks came first, stopping all movement and throwing her head back as she came in silent orgasm, then she began thrashing her hips backwards and forwards, crushing Todd's poor cock between their two pubic bones and stimulating Marcie's orgasm. Marcie's hips joined Becks' rhythm and she also threw her head back, making a high keening sound as her orgasm washed over her.





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Their orgasms lasted for several minutes before they relaxed and moved off Todd. They kissed each other then kissed Todd on his lips and on his cock, tasting their joint fluids. They snuggled down on each side of Todd.

"That was lovely, darling," said Marcie.

"Thank you so much sweetheart," added Becks. "Time for sleep now. Good night honey."

"Goodnight," replied Marcie.

They closed their eyes and relaxed. Todd became a little distressed.

"Hang on, you two, you're not going to sleep yet. Firstly I need to be untied and secondly you've both cum and I haven't. Untie me now please."

"Oooohhhh, I don't think Todd's happy," said Marcie. "What would you like us to do for you sweetie?"

"I want you to untie me then I want to fuck you both until I cum in each of you."

"That's a bit of a tall order, don't you think Becks?" said Marcie. "Do you think we should untie him?"

"No, certainly not. He might ravish us, then where would we be?"

"Ravish you! I'll do a hell of a lot more than that unless you untie me now."

"Oooohhh, I'm so afraid, aren't you Becks?"

"Yes, but he does have a point. Maybe we should untie him. Perhaps just his legs; leave his balls and hands as they are."

So Becks and Marcie untied one ankle each, then climbed back on the bed next to Todd.

"OK, how about we have a minute each on him. Then whoever he cums in lets the other one bring him to his next orgasm."

"Sounds good to me," replied Becks. "You can go first if you like."

Marcie mounted Todd and sat down on his cock, which entered her cunt fully. "Start timing now," she said.

She then lay down on him, increasing the tension in his balls, and began sliding up and down his body, massaging his cock with her cunt muscles. It only seemed a few seconds before Becks called "Time," and Marcie slid off Todd's cock.

Becks repeated the process, maintaining a slow fucking rhythm that had Todd climbing the slope to orgasm until Marcie called "Time," and the women changed places again.

This time Marcie felt that Todd was closer and was determined to make him cum. She massaged his cock with her cunt muscles while sliding back and forth quickly, feeling herself almost ready to cum again. Todd was panting; she was panting; both almost there. "Time."

Marcie reluctantly stopped and climbed off Todd. Becks took her place and resumed the team fuck while Marcie watched the clock and rubbed her clit. After only 20 seconds Todd came, arching his back and thrusting into Becks, driving Becks to her own orgasm as she felt his hot cum spurting deep inside her. After a few moments they both relaxed and Becks dismounted.

"He's all your," she said to Marcie, "Although I don't think there's much left for you."

"I'll find plenty," said Marcie, untying his hands and releasing his balls from their rope.

Marcie used the soft rope that had been around his balls to tie around the base of his cock, preventing it from softening any further. She then grasped his shaft and massaged the head with the palm of her hand, pleased when she noticed that his cock was lengthening and thickening. Once it was to her satisfaction, she lay on the bed with her legs over the edge. She took two pillows and placed them under her abdomen, forcing her arse into the air.

"Fuck me like a dog, lover," she commanded throatily.

Todd walked behind her and found that her cunt lips were at exactly the right height for his cock. He rubbed his head against her lips, before thrusting his cock fully into her cunt in one quick movement. Marcie gave a grunt as she accepted his cock, pushing her legs further apart to allow him deeper penetration.

Todd began a rapid fucking motion, going deeply into Marcie then pulling almost fully out, before forcing herself back in deeply. Marcie felt his balls slap against her clit each time he entered her. She felt so full, so sexy, as he fucked her hard.

After a few moments of this deep fucking Marcie was almost there.

"Fuck me harder . I'm almost there. Come on lover, push it into me, make it come out my mouth, fuck me hard, cum in me, oooooohhhhhh, I'm cummingggg."

Todd held his cock deep within Marcie as she came, then as she relaxed he gently withdrew.

Marcie lay on the edge of the bed recovering and saw Becks take up a similar position alongside her, then command Todd to fuck her also. He did, in the same way Marcie had just been fucked, and Marcie sat on the bed to watch, idly fingering her clit, far from satisfied yet. After a few minutes Becks also came hard on Todd's cock, with no sign that Todd was anywhere near cumming.

Todd withdrew and sat on the bed alongside Marcie, while Becks recovered, and then sat on the other side of Todd.

"How're you women feeling now?" asked Todd.

"Mmmm, nice, but still horny," replied Marcie.

"Me too," added Becks. "I need some pain. What have you got, Todd?"

"Not too much here. There's two sets of nipple clamps in the drawer. Dana and Trudi both like them."

He retrieved the nipple clamps and placed them on their nipples. Both women enjoyed being clamped so Todd tightened the screws until both were feeling real pain.

"See how you like that, sexy wenches," he said. "Now, what I have for you is a double dildo." Todd reached into the drawer withdrawing a huge two foot long, two inch diameter dildo.

"Let's see you make each other cum with this."

Becks and Marcie lubricated the ends of the dildo and lay on the bed, legs intertwined as they pushed the monster dildo into their wet cunts. Once it was as far inside each of them as it would go, they started moving together, pulling the dildo out and forcing it back in as they fucked each other.

"Now for the surprise," said Todd with a grin.

He took a remote control from the drawer and pressed a button. Instantly Marcie felt her end of the dildo start to vibrate. Todd pressed another button and Becks' end of the dildo started vibrating. Todd adjusted the controls to a moderate vibration as both women writhed with pleasure, trying to press the dildo against their clits to increase the stimulation. Quite quickly Marcie felt herself approaching her orgasm, causing her to move her hips more violently in fucking motions. 

"Ah, ah, ah aaarrrrgggghhh," she cried as she came hard.

Just as she came Todd removed the nipple clamps from her nipples.

"Aaaarrrrgggghhhh, that's so good, that hurts so good," she cried.

Slowly she came down from her orgasm. Todd slowed her vibrator while increasing Becks' end. Becks was on the brink of cumming due to the stimulation from Marcie's cum, so she very quickly started cumming hard.

"Oooohhhhhh, I'm cummingggg," she yelled.

Todd quickly removed the nipple clamps from Becks' nipples, sending her hips into overdrive as she screamed from a combination of sexual release and pain. Slowly she calmed down again and Todd turned both vibrators off. They moved apart, removing the dildo from their overused cunts, and lay panting on the bed, rubbing their sore nipples.

A few minutes later Marcie stirred.

"We had an agreement before, whoever made Todd cum inside them would allow the other one to make him cum inside her next. Todd, you haven't cum inside me yet so you need to cum inside me now," commanded Marcie.

Marcie climbed off the bed and resumed her position on the pillows at the end. Todd stood behind her, his cock rampant after watching these two sexy women bring each other off with the dildo, and eased his cock into her open cunt.

"You're so loose," he said to her. "Must have been that dildo that stretched you."

Marcie tightened her cunt muscles, feeling the increasing resistance to Todd's cock. She lay there, letting Todd do all the work, feeling the wonderful sensual feelings radiating from her cunt throughout her body and just drifted, thinking about how she and Greg had developed this relationship with all these wonderful people.

Slowly, gently she began to climb the slope towards orgasm. She could feel Todd also approaching his orgasm; 'How many was that tonight?' she thought. She mentally thanked Dana for finding such a wonderful stud. Her thoughts were interrupted by Todd telling her that he was about to cum. She focussed on the present, increasing the erotic sensations that she felt and rapidly approached her own orgasm as Todd went rigid and she felt the heat of his sperm against her cervix. This pushed her over the edge and she came again, rolling her head from side to side and thumping the bed with her fists from uncontrollably ecstasy.

Gently and lovingly the three lovers cuddled and kissed each other and then drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

Meanwhile Gregg had also been having an erotic evening with Trudi and Dana. He had at first been surprised to see them in his bed, but that quickly changed to pleasure as they gave him a sensual massage, stimulating him until he almost, but not quite, came. They then put on a sexy 69 performance, each making the other cum hard.

Trudi then mounted Greg as he lay on his back and spent many minutes giving him a slow, erotic fuck, massaging her breasts and then leading his hands to continue the massage, while Dana played with his balls. Greg came hard inside Trudi, allowing Trudi to feel his cum spurt inside her cunt, leading to her orgasm a few moments later, when she ground her clit against Greg and thrashed uncontrollably, almost rolling them out of the bed.

After Trudi had dismounted; Dana spent several minutes deep throating her father's cock so that he could make love to her. She then lay on her back with a pillow under her arse and spread her arms wide.

"Come and make love to your daughter please Daddy," she implored.

Greg needed no further invitation. He lay between her widely spread legs with his cock head at the entrance to her cunt, taking his weight on his elbows. He then gently pushed inside her, spreading her lips and sliding into her well-lubricated love hole. Once he was fully inside, Dana wrapped her legs around behind him, holding him in position, allowing only slight movements between their bodies.

"Mmmmm, that feels so nice," she cooed in his ear, "It seems so long since you've fucked me, Daddy."

Greg cast his mind back to the first time he had made love with his daughter, just after she had turned 18, and the many times since then. It was true; he hadn't made love to her very much recently.

"Yes, my darling, we've both been taken care of very well by our partners. So it's really special to be inside you again and to feel your talented cunt muscles massaging my cock. Mmmmm, just like that, so nice. I can feel your hard clit pressing into me as well."

He moved his hips slightly to massage her clit still more, sending waves of pleasure through Dana's body and pushing her towards a massive orgasm. He could also feel his cock being gently and very sensually massaged by her muscles, feeling himself approaching his own mighty cum. He felt Trudi's hand massaging his balls, alternately squeezing and releasing them as though she was trying to pump more cum into his reservoir.

After only a very few minutes Dana started to thrash about on the bed beneath him, loosening her grip with her legs so he could pump his cock into her cunt more forcefully. A few seconds later Dana came hard.

"Ooooohhhhh, darling, I'm cummingggg; fuck meeeee," she cried.

He did, forcing his cock as far as possible into her cunt and riding out her storm of movement as she thrashed about beneath him. The motion was too much for Greg.

"I'm cumming too," he groaned as he forced his cock head against her cervix and squirted his cum deep inside his gorgeous daughter. This triggered another mini-orgasm from Dana, after which they both slowly came down from their highs and relaxed on the bed, Greg taking his weight on his arms so she could breathe easily.

"Wow, that was amazing to watch," said a stunned Trudi, wrapping her arms around the lovers.

"Not nearly as amazing as it was to feel," panted Dana. "Thank you, Daddy. I've needed that for a while I think."

"Mmmm, yes, me too. You're such a wonderful lover," complimented Greg.

They pulled a blanket over themselves and quickly went to sleep, nestled in each other's arms.

The next two weeks were hectic. Marcie did most of the work of compiling curricula for the sex education courses, following suggestions from others in the group as well as her own ideas, and running the draft documents past Don frequently. The College Board convened the day after she submitted them and Marcie was invited to attend the meeting to answer questions and discuss any issues.

Board members were impressed by the comprehensive curricula suggested, approved them with a few minor changes, then discussed how these courses should be implemented. They decided that the three courses would run at year nine, eleven and thirteen levels but for the first year the current year ten and twelve students would be taught the previous year's courses so they were not disadvantaged when they did the more advanced course the following year.

Year nine and eleven courses would be taught in segregated groups of all male or all female, by a teacher of the same gender. It was emphasised that in the year nine course no photographs depicting nudity were to be shown, while in the year eleven course no moving pictures depicting sex acts were to be shown. The year thirteen course attendance was conditional upon students being eighteen or over. Of course all courses were optional, with the year nine and eleven courses requiring parental permission.

After that the Board discussed how it was to be implemented, where it would be taught and by whom. Marcie was able to answer questions relating to these issues, offering 'Dana's' as a venue for the senior courses, which was accepted gratefully. It was decided that the courses would commence the second week after college resumed and that as there were ten classes in each of the junior streams, one day per semester would be allocated for each class in each stream, providing a commitment of one day per week for the tutors. The senior students would likewise have one day per week per semester for theory at the college, with an optional private practical component to be booked at 'Dana's' at a time to suit the students. The differences with these students would be that the group would be of mixed gender and the theory sessions would be taught by two instructors, one male, and the other female. The optional practical sessions would be private between an instructor and a couple who would be a student and his or her partner, regardless of whether the partner was a student of the college or not.

The following day Marcie began writing the teaching units for the courses. Fortunately for all courses there were only a limited number of units to write as they were repeated frequently. She presented these and a full report of the Board meeting to everyone the following evening.

"So, all told, it was a very productive meeting. I feel the Board was surprised at our level of professionalism and frankly pleased that this difficult topic had been removed from their plates."

"Who have you in mind to do the teaching?" asked Greg.

"Well, I think the young ones can do it far better than you or I could simply because they are closer to the students' ages and have probably had more recent experience being teenagers," replied Marcie. "So I was thinking that Dana, Todd, Gabby and Chris could do most of the teaching at the College. Dana and Gabby also have the advantage and credibility of having psych degrees, which will be a great asset."

"So does that mean we don't get a look in?" asked Becks.

"Of course you do," replied Marcie. "You, Trudi and Julie will be the key people here to supervise the practical sessions for year thirteen students. So I am envisioning that some of the students will already be in reasonably stable relationships and will want to visit here for their practical session with their partner. Others, who have no stable partner, will have the opportunity to choose another non-partnered student, preferably of the opposite gender, although we do need to allow for same gender couples if that is required. Certainly, in the theory part of the course we will be discussing homosexuality."

"So what if a guy doesn't have a girl to bring?" asked Trudi.

"Then he gets to work with you or another female staff member. If he is a she in that situation, then she will work with Todd or Chris. We certainly won't be forcing students to engage in intimate physical activities with someone they don't want to. We will also have to be aware that some girls may wish to keep their virginity for their special guy that they have yet to meet, so full penetrative sex may not always be undertaken."

"OK, so that all seems under control. I'm assuming that you'll be writing the lesson plans for us to follow," said Todd. "When do we start?"

Marcie outlined the program and starting dates and asked them to make a note of it in their diaries. Marcie would enter the commitments into the appointment book. There would be some flexibility about who would teach when so there was room for changes. 

"Also I haven't heard what day each week these will take place," Marcie finished. "Any more questions or comments about that?"

There were none, so Marcie broached the next topic.

"Now that we've been running for a while, attendances at the Saturday evening strip shows has started to drop. This is an indication that it's probably time to bring on some special events so I was thinking of a BDSM evening soon. I am considering holding this in the normal venue but bringing some of our toys from the Dungeon so that they can be used on stage. We can also bring the Sybian down. Can't you imagine having the Sybian at one side of the stage with one of you lovely ladies strapped into it, cumming uncontrollably for an hour or so, while on the other side another of you lovely ladies is strapped into a frame with a leather harness holding a Hitachi vibrator against her clit, cumming uncontrollably for an hour or so? That must be every guy's wet dream, surely."

The girls looked at each other, wondering if Marcie was joking or not, then checked again and decided she probably wasn't.

"Sounds great," commented Julie. "I assume you're volunteering as one of those lovely ladies," she grinned.

"Well, no, actually I was thinking of you and Becks," replied Marcie, with a grin. "Of course if you think that's a bit harsh then you can volunteer as the target for a long, leisurely pussy and clit whipping."

The girls huddled together and had a whispered discussion of this proposal. 

"That sounds like a great idea," said Chris, "I guess you'll need us guys to do the whipping and tying."

"Yes, and the ball stretching and crushing and cock whipping," added Marcie.

"Oh," was all that Chris replied, turning to the other guys and starting a whispered discussion.

Marcie and Pam had their own discussion, until Dana took the floor on behalf of the girls.

"We've discussed this and we love the idea," she began. "But, there are some concerns that we have. For example, if one of us is on the Sybian for an hour, as you say, we certainly won't be in a fit state to do much else that evening, especially service any clients. So I suggest that we could ask for volunteers from the audience and maybe cut the time down. That way people could learn what the Sybian does, some could learn how it feels, and people could experience BDSM instead of simply watching it. That would allow us to be the supervisors and safety people while clients did the actual giving and receiving of the punishments or activities. I'm sure there are lots of women out there who would love to whip their husband's prick, just as there are many men who would love to whip their wife's pussy. We could pay participants with free entry vouchers for a later show."




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 06



There was a lot of discussion about this idea and everyone thought it was great because it encouraged audience participation as well as removing the requirement for staff to exhaust themselves and be painfully punished, then expected to service clients later in the evening. So it was agreed that Saturday fortnight would be BDSM night and Marcie agreed to do the necessary marketing to ensure its success.

Two weeks after that discussion the sex education classes began. Todd and Dana did the first classes of boys and girls respectively. They compared notes afterwards and were very pleased how attentive the students had been. They were also very surprised at the wide range of sexual knowledge, and incorrect knowledge, that the students had. They found that several of these young students, ages ranging from fourteen to fifteen, had already had full penetrative sex, usually with no contraception or disease prophylaxis, and often in a violent manner. Several of the girls had been raped by relatives. At the other end of the scale, Todd told of one fourteen year old boy who had no idea of female anatomy and was completely puzzled how a baby could come out of a penis. However, by the end of the day the students had a far greater and less biased knowledge of the reproductive processes, how their bodies functioned and, although not included in the curriculum at this level, the need for prophylaxis and contraception.

The following day they taught the same course to year ten students, finding even more of them who had some sexual experience, again with no protection. 

On the Wednesday Chris and Gabby taught the year eleven students, followed by the year twelve on Thursday. Fully half of these students had experienced penetrative sex, several of those with a relative, and few had used any form of protection. They all knew fellow students who had become pregnant and had a baby or an abortion, and many knew of someone who had been treated for a sexually transmitted disease. They were able to show photographs of naked men and women so that the students learned what their own genitals really looked like and especially what those of the other gender looked like. Chris and Gabby also taught them about effective methods of contraception and discussed with them aspects of homosexuality and bisexuality.

On Friday Todd and Dana taught the year thirteen students, most of whom were eighteen, the remainder turning eighteen during the rest of the year. Over half of these students were in what they considered to be a stable relationship, most with someone in the same class, and of those, most had initiated some sexual activity in their relationship. The curriculum included movies of the sex act itself, pleasing a partner, foreplay, sexual positions as well as more on contraception and prophylaxis. Todd and Dana thought it unfortunate that they were not allowed to strip off and give a demonstration, but that would have to wait to the evening. They then described the process for the practical sessions and circulated instructions for booking these sessions outside school hours.

That Friday evening in the spa pool was debrief time for the week. Everyone was very pleased with how the teaching had progressed, the level of interest of the students, the complete lack of any disciplinary problems. As Greg commented, if they won't behave when they're discussing sex, then they will never behave. So it was agreed that the following weeks would progress as the first one had. She commented that she had already had several bookings from year thirteen students for practical sessions and these had been scheduled to be supervised by Julie, Becks and Trudi.

Marcie brought to everyone's attention that tomorrow, Saturday, night was a normal strip show then the following Saturday was the BDSM night. She asked everyone to think of activities which could be included, making sure that they were safe for novices yet erotic enough to tempt people to return for a second BDSM evening. Marcie pointed out that next Saturday they would need all hands on deck to bring equipment from the Dungeon and set it up on stage, as well as bring the Sybian from its own room. She also pointed out that everyone should check bookings for the Friday evening as the girls had a few already.

When Becks checked the roster for the evening she found that she had a double booking of two guys for an hour from 8-9pm. 'Oh boy', she thought. 'Still, she'd done worse.'

At 8pm Becks met her clients and led them up to the room she had prepared. They were obviously very sexed up and couldn't keep their hands off her hot body. She slowly stripped for them, then stripped them and escorted them into the oversized shower where she made certain they were scrubbed down, as well as arousing them still further.

When they came out of the shower and had been dried, she asked them what they wanted.

"We want double penetration," they agreed.

"So, you want one in my cunt and the other in my arse?" she asked.

"No, both in your cunt at the same time."

She looked at their cocks – large, long and hard. 

"OK, let's see how it goes. How do you want me?"

"Well, I'll lie down, you lie on top of me facing me, and Geoff here then fucks you doggy style from behind. Does that sound feasible?"

"Let's try it," replied Becks, feeling wet already at the thought.

Bill lay down, his cock sticking up in the air, while Becks took him in her mouth, wetting his cock and stimulating him still further. She then lay on him and settled down on his cock, which he pushed as far as he could into her cunt.

"OK, Geoff, climb aboard," she said.

Geoff lay against her lower back and guided his cock on top of Bill's until it was pushing against Becks' already full hole. 

"Push harder," she said to Geoff.

Bill and Becks lay still while Geoff pushed harder, with no effect.

"OK, let's reorganise things here," said Becks, taking control. 

She climbed off Bill and found some lube, rubbing it copiously around her cunt entrance.

"While I lie on my back with my legs spread, I want you guys to stretch my entrance so you'll both fit in together."

Bill was quickest on the draw, pushing two, then three then four fingers into Becks' cunt.

"Push your whole hand in," said Becks, "Fist me."

Bill moved his thumb against his palm, curled up his hand and pushed hard. His whole hand popped into Becks' cunt.

"Ow," exclaimed Becks involuntarily.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" asked Bill.

"Only slightly. It's OK now."

Bill moved his hand back and forth, twisting it around, lifting his thumb to make it larger then pulling it almost out before pushing it back in.

"Can I have a turn?" asked Geoff.

Bill pulled out while Geoff lubricated his hand then pushed it inside Becks. He had a larger fist than Bill, but Becks expanded to accommodate it easily. Lucky we practised with the large dildo, she thought.

After a few minutes Bill removed his hand and they resumed their positions, Bill now noticing that Becks cunt was no longer tight around his cock. Geoff again pushed his cock against Becks' cunt entrance and slipped inside easily. Becks felt amazingly stretched.

The guys started a gentle motion, pushing their cocks in and out in opposition so they rubbed against each other. Bill's pubic bone pressed hard against her clit, held there by the pressure Geoff exerted on her lower back.

After about five minutes, during which time the guys both increased their speed, Bill came hard, holding his cock as deep as he could while he squirted his cum into his condom. A few seconds later Geoff also came, again pressing into her and filling the end of his condom with cum. They relaxed, then each pulled his cock out, holding the condom carefully.

"Did you cum, Becks?" asked Geoff.

"I was close, honey, but no I didn't cum."

So what'll get you off," he asked.

"Why don't you each put on new condoms then each fuck me individually. I'm sure you could each get me off like that."

This they did, Bill fucking Becks first, bringing her to a screaming orgasm as he came once again. Geoff ten repeated Bill's performance, again bringing Becks to a screaming orgasm. Becks lay there exhausted by her two massive orgasms.

"We've got another twenty minutes," said Bill, "I love watching women cum. Don't you have a Sybian here somewhere?"

Omigod, you have to be joking, thought Becks, then smiled and replied, "Yes, there's one next door. It's free tonight and I just love the Sybian. It's right through that door."

The guys cleaned themselves up and accompanied Becks through to the Sybian room.

"Hey. Look, Bill, it's got straps so we can tie her on."

"Great idea. Come on Becks, hop on. You'd better have a large dildo," said Bill, fitting the largest dildo to the machine.

Becks knelt over the machine, inserted the lubricated dildo and squatted down. Geoff and Bill did up the Velcro straps holding her knees on the floor and strapped her wrists to the wrist straps on the front of the machine so she couldn't release the knee straps. Becks was stuck there until they released her.

Geoff picked up the control.

"I'll do the first one, then we'll alternate, OK?"

"Good with me. You control it and I'll play with her nipples."

Geoff started slowly, then rapidly wound the speed up until about 80%. Meantime Bill was squeezing her nipples and massaging her breasts. Becks was in a hellish kind of heaven, feeling herself approaching an orgasm that was totally out of her control. As she approached, Geoff increased the speed and Becks came hard, writhing as much as she could as she attempted to dissipate the feelings through her body. Geoff kept the Sybian at near full speed as he handed the control to Bill and grabbed her nipples, squeezing and pulling them cruelly, which Becks loved.

She had hardly stopped from the first orgasm when she felt herself building for the next, feeling it approach rapidly then the wave of ecstasy washed over her and she screamed, tensing every muscle in her body, and then slowly relaxed very slightly, to be overtaken by another wave of orgasm, washing through her, taking away any notion of who or where she was.

Becks lost count of the orgasms she had. It seemed like one continual orgasm with a few peaks and very few troughs. She guessed it must have gone on for about fifteen minutes until Geoff noticed the time and told Bill that their time was up. Bill decreased the speed until eventually the Sybian stopped and was silent. They undid the Velcro straps and helped Becks to her feet, supporting her on both sides. They then returned to the first room and dressed, kissing Becks as she sat naked on the bed, then left.

A few minutes later Marcie came running into the room to find Becks lying on her side on the bed, sobbing.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong? What did they do to you?" asked Marcie.

Becks just clung to Marcie and between sobs told her about the past hour.

"I'm just totally cummed out and exhausted. I don't hurt anywhere, I just have absolutely no energy to do anything. It's all been used up."

"Oh you poor sweetie. Oh you lucky sweetie, I guess too. It's not often that you get the opportunity to surrender yourself so completely to orgasmic pleasure that you end up completely exhausted. Come on, I'll take you downstairs and you can soak in the spa with a drink and snack."

Marcie helped Becks, still naked, downstairs and into the pool. She felt the warm water reviving her and then felt her energy returning as she drank the hot sweet coffee and ate the snacks.

"Whew," she said to Marcie, "That was an amazing experience but not one I'd like to repeat every day."

"Well, just rest there then have an early night. You deserve it."

After a half hour soak Becks climbed out and went to bed. She was fast asleep and didn't stir when Chris and Gabby climbed into bed alongside her.

Alice and Tony were the first bookings for the year thirteen practical sessions and Marcie assigned them Julie as their coach.

"Now remember, Julie, these two have been going out together for several years now but are quite shy and are both still virgins. So be gentle with them," instructed Marcie

Julie met them at the door and went through to a waiting room so she could chat with them in a non-sexual atmosphere. Over a glass of orange and some nibbles Julie found that they both loved each other dearly, that she had been on the contraceptive pill since she turned eighteen, that they both wanted sexual intimacy but wanted the first time to be wonderful, and so had put it off in case they 'got it wrong'. Julie also found out that Alice used tampons so thought that pain from having to break her hymen was unlikely.

Julie reassured them that there was no way they could 'get it wrong' and that however the first time turned out, future times would be better and, as their relationship grew, so the sex would improve also. After about fifteen minutes she invited them through to the room she had set up for them.

Once in the room, with the music softly playing and the lights dimmed, Julie invited them to remove their clothes, suggesting that they could either do a striptease for the other or could remove the clothes from the other. They chose the latter and, after first checking that it was OK with them, Julie also removed her clothes.

"So what do you know about intercourse?" asked Julie.

"Well, we've done the usual research on the internet," began Tony, "And we had the theory session last Friday. So we know that it's important to be in the mood ....."

"We've really been in the mood for a long time," interjected Alice with a grin, "It's just that we haven't had the guts to take the next step."

"OK," said Julie, "So I'm guessing that you have aroused each other before now. Have you masturbated each other to orgasm yet?"

"Oh yes," replied Tony, smiling broadly, "That was fun. We've done that several times."

"OK, that's great. So I want you to just pretend that I'm not here and to lie on the bed and stimulate each other however you like best."

Tony and Alice lay down and started kissing and caressing each other. Julie noticed that Tony's already large cock grew even larger and wondered if it was fear of penetration being painful that was holding Alice back, or maybe it held Tony back in case he hurt her. He caressed her breasts, tweaking her nipples gently, and ran his fingers over her pussy lips, spreading them apart and running his finger between them as she became more aroused. She cupped his balls, playing with them gently, palming his cock and spreading his growing precum over the head. Once they were obviously ready Julie continued.

"So now that you are nicely moist and lubricated, Alice, and Tony is leaking precum, you are obviously both ready for intercourse. Would you like to use the missionary position first? That would allow Tony to have greater control. I'm assuming you don't need or want a condom, is that correct?"

They agreed that this was a good idea and that they didn't want a condom, so Alice lay on her back and Tony lay on top of her.

"Make sure that you take your weight on your arms, Tony, otherwise Alice can't breathe very easily," instructed Julie. "Yes, that's right. Now Alice, you need to part your legs a little more, maybe bending them at the knees and spreading them so they are beside Tony's hips. Yes, that's right. Now you're ready to go. Just push the head of your cock gently against Alice, Tony, and Alice, you need to feel where he is pushing and adjust your position so he is lined up with your entrance. Either of you can use your hands if you wish."

Tony and Alice made small movements until they were lined up perfectly.

"Now Tony, simply push your hips upwards, thrusting your cock forwards and into Alice," instructed Julie. "Remember to take it really slowly for the first time."

Julie watched between Tony's legs as his cock very slowly disappeared into Alice's cunt. She watched Alice's face for any signs of discomfort but none was apparent. 

"That's going very well," Julie complimented them. "You're about half way in now. How does it feel for you, Alice?"

"I'm starting to feel full, much fuller than if it was a finger," she said, "It feels really nice. Push some more in me please Tony."

Tony continued pushing and his cock was soon fully embedded inside Alice's cunt.

"That's really great," said Julie. "Now, Tony, start slowly pulling your cock out again but not all the way out, just let the head stay inside."

Tony did this with more confidence, now that his worst fear, that of possibly hurting Alice, had gone. He was soon almost fully out and, without requiring further instruction he pushed back in, repeating the thrust-withdrawal sequence at an increasing frequency.

Julie's cunt was sopping wet. She couldn't remember feeling as sexy as this in a long time. She would love to have traded places with Alice and given Tony a fuck he would never forget, but managed to hold onto her professionalism as she continued to coach the new lovers.

"That's really good, Tony and Alice, you're doing really well," she encouraged. "Now Alice, it's really important that you don't just lie there. You need to be an active partner rather than a passive recipient. So I want you to bend your legs and place your heels over Tony's arse cheeks, cross your ankles if you wish, then as he thrusts into you, you can help by pulling yourself closer to him, relaxing as he withdraws."

They copulated like this for a few minutes and Julie noticed that Alice had closed her eyes and dropped her head back.

"That's wonderful," complimented Julie, "Now Tony, you can caress Alice's breasts if you like, maybe twist her nipples gently, maybe kiss her nipples or suck and nibble them. Just listen to what she wants and respond to how she responds."

Tony started doing as Julie suggested and was rewarded by small cries of pleasure from Alice as she took a far more active part in their coupling.

"How is that feeling now?" asked Julie.

"It's feeling wonderful," cooed Alice, "I love you so much, Tony. Ohhh, do me, do me hard. I feel like I'll be cumming soon. It feels really wonderful."

"Yes, I can feel an orgasm approaching too," panted Tony as he fucked his dearly beloved Alice hard. "I love you too, sweetheart. Yes, like that, pull my cock into your hot cunt."

Tony came first, arching his back to push as far as possible inside Alice as he shot his huge load in the end of her cunt.

"Yes, yes, yessss, I'm cumminggggg," he cried.

"Oh it's so beautiful!" exclaimed Alice, "I can feel you cumming inside me, your hot spunk drenching my cunt. Oooohhhh, I'm cumming too."

Alice began thrashing around under Tony, now held in place largely by Alice's legs around his back. The lovers writhed as they experienced their first coupled orgasms. Gradually their movements slowed until they both lay there, panting and kissing each other.

After a few minutes they separated and sat up.

"Julie, thank you so much for your help. That was truly wonderful; everything we had ever imagined and more," said Alice.

"Yes, I totally agree," added Tony, "It was absolutely fantastic. I just can't wait to do this some more." He smiled broadly at Alice and gave her another kiss.

"What about you, though?" asked Alice of Julie. "You're absolutely dripping wet with lube running down your legs. This must have really turned you on. Is there anything we can do to help you?"

"No thanks, I'm fine, though I do admit I became really turned on watching you two loving each other so much; far more turned on than I usually am watching others have sex."

"Julie, if you like we'd be very happy to help you have an orgasm, if that's what you wanted," offered Alice. "I know how stressful it can be when you are highly aroused and are denied release."




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 07



 Ch. 7: First BDSM Night

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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The night had finally arrived. The whole crew had spent the day bringing equipment from the Dungeon into the show area, organising games and activities and finally, after an early dinner, they had dressed in their costumes and were ready to greet their guests.

Right from the start the publicity material had emphasised that it was an evening for participation, that guests would find new challenges to consider and, hopefully, accept this evening. The rules for the night had been publicised, a copy going to each person as they booked their attendance. It was hoped that they would all get into the mood to participate and play full out. Marcie had recommended in the brochures that guests might like to dress up in some form of BDSM or sexy costume.

All 'Dana's' team were ready by 7.30pm when the first guests started to arrive. They were close to the entrance, dressed in a variety of costumes as Doms/Dommes, slaves, sluts and subs depending on their choices for the evening. Once the guests started arriving they could see that their worst fears, that nobody would get into the swing of the BDSM event, were not realised. Everyone who arrived, outwardly dressed for a formal evening, were found to be wearing extremely sexy outfits once the outer clothing was removed in the foyer, named and stored by an attentive leather-clad David and his G-string-clad assistant Gabby. 

As the guests entered, the team ushered them to seats at small tables, usually in pairs or groups of four, with a few larger groups including a noisy group of ten, four guys and six women, all dressed in extremely brief and sexy attire. It was very obvious that this was different clientele from normal Saturday evenings. These were here for fun and experiences, not just to watch and fondle naked girls.

Todd and Greg acted as waiters, delivering drink orders to the tables. Both men were naked except for cock pouches. It was obvious to everyone that they both had raging erections inside those pouches due both to the sexiness of the women and to the frequency with which these women felt and stroked their male appendages. It was certainly going to be quite a night, they decided while waiting for orders at the bar.

The stage had been removed and around the large room there were several sets of frames with ropes and straps attached, two horizontal frames, several other pieces of equipment to which people could be tied in various positions and the Sybian, of course. There were racks of whips, canes, helmets, blindfolds, gags and other paraphernalia scattered around the room.

By 8.15pm Marcie considered that everyone had probably arrived so she moved into the centre of the room to start proceedings. To begin with she welcomed them all to the first BDSM evening and hoped there would be many more to follow. She commented that she had a waiting list for tonight that was longer than the list of attendees, so there would definitely be more evenings such as this in the near future.

Marcie introduced her team to the guests, explaining that their role was not to experience punishment at the hands of the guests or each other, nor to administer punishment, but they were there to guide, suggest, encourage and, most importantly, maintain high safety standards. She emphasised that the whole evening was one of role playing.

"If you are here with your partner and you've had a tiff on the way here, this is not the time to punish each other for this. Do that at home. Punishment here is done in a considerate, loving manner. If this is a problem for you, please leave now and collect a refund at the door."

Nobody moved, so Marcie assumed that everyone was here for a good time.

While Marcie had been talking, each of the team members had moved to a piece of pre-assigned equipment. Marcie now went around each team member teaching the guests what the equipment could be used for and any precautions that needed to be exercised during its use.

"Remember that some equipment can be dangerous, particularly if it restricts breathing or circulation. Remember the law of fifteen. Breathing must not be restricted for more than fifteen seconds, circulation cannot be restricted for more than fifteen minutes. The team member in charge of each station has training in this and if you are told to remove something or to stop, please do so immediately."

When Marcie taught about whipping, she emphasised that the punishment was loving and gentle and that skin was not to be broken nor serious bruising or welts made.

"If you really want to beat hell out of somebody, do it somewhere else, not here."

After the twenty minute introduction she then told everyone that it was time for them to start participating. She pointed out that obviously there was not enough equipment for everyone to be participating all the time, so there were plenty of opportunities to observe what others were doing. 

"Remember, however, if you are watching others acting out their own scene, just watch without interrupting. If you want to ask questions, wait till after the scene is finished when I'm sure everyone will be willing to share the experience and answer your questions."

The team members had been instructed in hygiene, ensuring that equipment was cleaned thoroughly after each scene and that condoms were available for use if required by participants. They were reminded of the SOP that all team members were to wear condoms if engaging in sexual activities with non-team members.

Marcie added a final request. "One final request that I have to make, everyone, is that if you wish to engage in sexual activity together, please wait until after midnight. There is no reason for this, it's just that very often once you have relieved the sexual tension that naturally builds, all you want to do is sleep. So have fun first, sex later. The exceptions to this are the use of the Sybian, Hitachi vibrator and the Venus 2000 masturbation devices. All of these have modifications to allow a person to be attached to them and masturbated to many orgasms. So if you want to experience a different dimension to your sex life you are welcome to use these whenever you wish."

As expected, once Marcie was finished most people waited to see what others would do. Marcie waited a few moments and then told them she would help start the ball rolling. She called Julie over, having asked if she was happy with this before the show started, and took her to a frame, selecting a multi tailed whip on the way.

Marcie locked Julie's ankles into the hoisting ropes then asked her to bend over and touch the floor. As she did so, Marcie pulled on the ropes, raising Julie's feet into the air and forcing her to support her weight on her hands. Continuing to haul on the ropes, she raised Julie's feet until her hands just left the floor, then tied the rope off.

As planned, Julie was wearing a very short, split skirt with nothing beneath, and a sheer half-bra to support her breasts. Once she was upside down, her skirt fell easily around her abdomen and her breasts fell free from her bra, leaving her pussy and breasts totally exposed to Marcie's whip.

Marcie stepped back to examine her victim. She swished her whip in the air a few times, to enhance the air of expectation. She noticed that most people were now standing for a better view, guys in particular crowding forward for a good look at Julie's many charms. Marcie pulled the sideways ropes that controlled how widely spread Julie's legs were, widening them to the maximum, exposing her open pussy to the audience. Marcie rubbed some cream onto Julie's pussy, then, stepped back and brought the whip down on her pussy moderately hard.

Julie's body convulsed and she gave a short, sharp scream of surprise. Everyone saw Marcie break into a broad grin.

"You like that, don't you slut?" she asked Julie.

"Oh yes, Mistress. Please beat my pussy some more."

Marcie gave her another five strokes on her pussy, then she bent down and gave her breasts eight strokes, four to each breast.

"How does that feel now?" she asked.

"Mmmm, wonderful, thank you mistress. Please beat me some more."

"No I won't, but I will offer you to anyone here who wants to beat you." Marcie turned to the guests. "Would anyone like to help me beat slut Julie?"

There were, of course many volunteers, both men and women, and they formed a queue, each one taking it in turns to land a whip stroke on Julie's pussy or breasts. While this was happening the guests also drifted off to other activities, introducing themselves to the other team members and asking what activities they would recommend.

By the time the queue had dwindled, most of the guests were either involved in their own scenes in various places in the room or were watching those involved and waiting their turn.

Marcie lowered Julie to the ground and thanked her. 

"I really enjoyed that," said Julie as she tucked her rosy breasts back into her sheer bra. "It's surprising how gentle everyone was, as though they were afraid to hurt me. Didn't they know I'm a pain slut?"

"No, they don't know that, and probably just as well too," said Julie. "Now, off you go to your station with the Sybian. I'm sure there will be lots of women who want to use that tonight."

Todd took over the supervision of the frame that Julie had used and Marcie walked through the whole room, keeping an eye on things generally. She was frequently stopped by guests who asked for her ideas or opinions and after a short time they would go to a piece of equipment which was either not being used or had a small queue. Marcie noticed that Julie had several women waiting to use the Sybian and a group of men surrounding it watching beautiful women experience mindblowing orgasms. Many of the men had obviously left their partners to watch, their partners may have been in the group of women surrounding the new Venus 2000 male masturbation toy which had only arrived the previous day. As Marcie watched one guy was cumming hard as the machine milked his cock dry while a woman, possibly his partner, squeezed and caressed his balls.

Also popular with the men was the station where a woman was tied into a frame, a leather harness was attached around her hips and a Hitachi vibrator was fitted to the harness, held tightly against her clit, bringing her to as many orgasms as she could stand, or as her partner wished her to have. Pam gave over control of the scene to the woman's partner and enjoyed watching the woman cum hard again and again until she was begging her partner to release her. As Marcie watched, one woman had eight orgasms within a few minutes before finally passing out. Pam released her into her partner's arms and they walked away a few minutes later with big smiles on their faces.

Marcie also noticed that it wasn't just the guys who wanted to whip their partner's pussies and breasts. She was very surprised that during the evening about a third of the time it was a woman whipping her partner's cock and balls as he was immobilised in bondage. 

The party of ten went from station to station, cheering each other on and daring the active participants to experience ever more painful activities. Their usual request when they went to a new station was to ask what was the most painful thing that could be done here. They then drew lots to see who would experience this and who would administer it. Apparently they arranged that the person who was punished had his or her name withdrawn for two stations after that punishment to prevent them having to suffer too frequently.

Marcie saw them all cheer when one of the women rode the Sybian. Julie asked how long she would like to ride and she said she didn't know, but the remainder of the group made comments such as forever. Eventually the group decided that she should ride until she was unconscious and had Julie tie her into the machine. The poor (or lucky) woman came very quickly, gasping and panting as she screamed her way through her first orgasm. Instead of slackening off the Sybian at that point, they boosted it to 80%, driving the woman to a second orgasm less than a minute later, followed by a third and a fourth in rapid succession. By this time her partner was becoming concerned and tried to stop it but was outvoted, the speed was increased to 100% and the woman forced into three more orgasms in rapid succession before she passed out. Julie watched as she was released, revived and walked away slowly with the group. When the same group returned to Julie again a few hours later she asked the woman how it all was.

"Absolutely fantastic," she replied with a huge smile. "I'll be back here again frequently, I can see that. Who needs a partner with a Sybian?"

Julie was pleased for her and watched as another woman in the group had a similar experience.

Dana was overseeing a station where women could experience riding a wooden horse. Several women and about twice as many men were watching as a shapely blonde was tied into the frame, with her arms tied to the side posts at shoulder level and ankles tied to them loosely just above the floor. The square wooden board was suspended between her spread legs with that an edge of the board uppermost. The board was raised between her legs until it was just touching her bare pussy, and was then raised further forcing her to stand on tip toes. After a few minutes her muscles tired and she dropped slightly, pushing her tender pussy onto the sharp corner of the board. She cried out and raised herself, but her muscles wouldn't take the strain for long and she was soon again punishing her pussy on the board edge. As Dana watched she started sobbing, in obvious pain yet unwilling to use the safe word that Dana had given her before she started. She continued for twenty minutes before using the safe word, after which the board was immediately lowered to applause from those watching. Her partner and many of the onlookers examined her red and swollen cunt lips and clit before the couple slowly walked away with their arms around each other and another woman took her place in the frame.

This next woman was really into pain. Once she was in position she asked Dana to attach clips to her cunt lips and to tie these to her legs so that her lips were widely spread and unable to protect her sex saddle from the ravages of the sharp edge of the board. She then wanted to be leant forwards so that her clit would be in hard contact with the board. As her leg muscles tired and she made more frequent and harder contact with the board, she started writhing her hips to try to relieve the pressure, instead punishing her clit as it moved over the sharp edge. After several minutes of this she was alternately sobbing and screaming in pain, pleading with Dana and her partner, who had a raging erection, to end this torture, but refusing to use the safe word which would have brought her immediate relief. After 25 minutes of this she used the safe word and was immediately released, supported by her partner while several of the onlookers examined her bleeding sex saddle and clit. After a few minutes recovery she was helped to a set by her partner and Marcie applied some antiseptic cream to her wounds. Dana sterilised the board and continued with business as usual, though at a lesser level of commintment.

A short time later Dana noticed this couple again as she was supporting him while his balls were being stretched. As Dana watched, she put an additional two pound weight on the hanger attached to his balls, causing him to writhe in agony and beg to be released, yet not use the safe word. After she had added a further three pound she took a short piece of cane and started beating his balls quite hard. By now he was in obvious distress and Dana was concerned in case some permanent damage was done, so she asked him if he wanted to stop and reminded him of the safe word. He thanked her but said he was fine to continue. His partner continued to beat his balls, then added a further two pound after which he used the safe word, was released with his swollen red balls hanging low in their sac. Again they walked away, apparently none the worse for their experiences, arms around each other. This couple were obviously into serious pain, Dana concluded.

Becks was supervising the small attachments counter where people could go to borrow small attachments, like nipple, ball, labia and clit clamps, pins and needles, for enhancement of a variety of sensations. Her role was to advise on how and where to place these devices and also to insist that the clamping devices be only attached for a maximum of fifteen minutes. She also advised regarding the maintenance of sterility for the needles and pins and the placement of these on the body. She would, if asked, apply both the clamps and the sharp objects in accordance with the person's or, usually, the partner's instructions.

Marcie checked with her occasionally to ensure that no dangerous piercings or clampings were being undertaken. While she was there she watched as a woman's partner pushed thick needles through both his partner's nipples, receiving in turn two needles through his cock head. He then attached four clamps to each of her pussy lips and she attached four clamps to each side of his ball sac. They walked away carefully to show off their new hardware before it was time to remove them.

Marcie arrived at a frame where the group of ten had one of their number upside down and were whipping her pussy and breasts, causing her to scream at each blow in obvious pain. Marcie was concerned both because of the screaming and because of the number of people who were doing the whipping. She bent down and spoke softly to the woman.

"Just have time out for a couple of minutes. Really, do you want them to stop or is it OK for you?"

"It's really wonderful," replied the woman, "If they keep doing that I'll cum. I'm really close. Please let them continue."

Marcie gave the group a nod and they continued beating her pussy, clit and breasts. A few minutes later the woman went into convulsions as she came hard. The group waited until she stopped cumming, then resumed the beating. Again she came hard after about two minutes. Marcie realised that they knew what they were doing and that the woman was really enjoying herself, so she moved on.

By midnight Marcie noted that many couples had joined with each other as groups, forming several large groups in addition to the group of ten. Amazing how shared experiences bring people together she thought. She noticed a few people looking at their watches and discussing quietly with their partners. Obviously, they really wanted to have sex and had waited until midnight, but were now trying to summon up the courage to maybe be first to initiate sexual relations. Marcie went to the switchboard and turned the wall lights down in a signal that she hoped would allow those who wanted sex to find a dark corner in which to engage. After a few minutes she noticed this signal had been correctly interpreted by several people who were engaged in energetic sex on reclining chairs or sofas in some of the less frequented places in the room.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 07



A tall, sexily dressed woman, whose hair looked a bit of a mess from her experiences, approached Marcie and asked her if any men were available to make love with her. When Marcie asked about her partner, she pointed off into the corner where two men and a young woman were engaged in sex.

"He chose her, not me," she said. "And I feel soooo sexy right now. I need a man."

"What about the Sybian of Hitachi vibrator?" asked Marcie.

"I've cum several times on each of those," she replied, "But I'm a nympho and really want a man."

"Come with me. I'll see what I can do. What's your name?"

"Lisa."

Marcie found Todd and asked if he was free for a while.

"Yes, no probs, what's up?"

"Lisa feels sexy. Her partner has found someone else. Are you able to assist please?"

"Yes, of course," replied Todd, casting his eyes over her gorgeous figure and subconsciously licking his lips. "Shall we go?"

"Take him to one of the private rooms if you like unless she wants to do it here." 

"Where do you want it?" asked Todd.

"In my cunt," replied Lisa, misinterpreting the question.

"No, I mean do you want to fuck here or in a private room?"

"Oh here, of course. As well as a nympho, I'm also an exhibitionist, as you can possibly tell from this dress."

She spun on her heels, the skirt flared up easily splitting apart to reveal her bare arse and pussy.

"OK, let's do it."

Todd noticed that the sex swing was hanging in a corner unused. Even though it was after midnight he realised that nobody had explained how to use it.

"Over here," he said, taking her hand and leading her to the swing. "Get your arse up over the edge," he instructed lifting her gently.

Lisa dropped her skirt to the floor and removed her brief top.

"Sex is always better naked," she commented, giving Todd a wink.

When Lisa was positioned in the swing, Todd spread her legs wide and fastened them to the corners. He stripped off his cock pouch and rolled a condom on his erect cock. He then positioned himself between her legs and gave her a gentle push.

She swung away, then back towards his cock, which missed her entrance by a small amount. Another push, swing back and on target. His cock slid easily into her sopping cunt. Todd stepped back a small step and she slipped off him.

"When you can hold on and stay there, then we fuck," he told her with a grin.

Another push, another entry, another slip off; this happened about ten times with Lisa becoming more and more frustrated. A small group of people had gathered to watch the action.

"Just fuck me, you bastard, just fuck me please."

"Not till you hold on," replied Todd with a grin.

Finally Lisa held on, gritting her teeth and tightening her cunt muscles for all she was worth. Todd gripped her around the waist and started fucking her hard. She let out a rhythmic groaning each time he pushed into her. He pulled her close and moved her up and down, grinding her clit against his pubic bone and she came.

"Oooohhhh, yesss," she cried and she tried to thrash about in the swing.

Todd held her, then released her, continuing the fucking again until once more she was ready, then again Todd pulled her close and mashed her clit. Again she came hard. This process was repeated four times before Todd at last came, shooting his cum into his condom while she also came hard once more. Todd withdrew carefully and turned to the people watching.

"Who's next?" he asked.

Lisa's eyes opened wide.

"No, just you, nobody else," she said.

"Why not, sweetie? You obviously want more, I'm obviously spent, these guys are obviously horny. Why not?"

"Well, if you put it so logically, OK, let's do it."

Todd stood to one side and watched the next guy prepare then fuck Lisa, who had two orgasms before he came. The same with the following guy. The next guy was a stud. She came three times then he came, but kept going until she came a fourth time.

"I think that's enough," she gasped. "Can you release me now please."

Todd released her and helped her stand. She picked up her dress and top her dress then tottered away on her high heels towards her partner. As Todd left the swing he noticed another couple getting ready to use it.

Gabby took a breather from her station where she had been supervising a caning bench, watching as usually men caned their partners on their nipples and clits, in particular. Occasionally a woman would want to cane her husband's balls and cock, but usually it was very much the females who were caned. One of her roles was to apply a soothing ointment after the punishment to reduce the swelling and bruising that would probably result. The ointment also contained a local anaesthetic enabling the recipients to continue to enjoy the evening without feeling inhibited by pain. As she looked around she noticed that many people had shed their clothing and were completely naked and that couples were making love on most of the couches, chairs and mattresses that had been placed around the room. She smiled as she thought how much it looked like what she had always imagined a bordello would look like. She was pleased how the evening was going, with everyone appearing to be having fun and enjoying themselves.

By around 3am people started to leave. Most simply carried their clothes, taking their coat or cloak from David at the door and wrapping that around them as they headed for their cars. By this time also, Greg noticed that couples had become groups, partners were being swapped frequently and, it appeared, at random, often stopping during intercourse, changing partners with an adjacent couple, and continuing. He shuddered at the health implications of this but realised that there was little that he could do to prevent this situation occurring and that ultimately people had to take responsibility for themselves.

By 4.30am the last stragglers drifted out the door as the sky in the east was lightening in pre-dawn. As David closed the door on the last patrons, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and came together at the spa pool, jumping in and soaking their tired bodies.

"What an evening," said Todd with a sigh.

"That's for real," agreed Dana. "I'm so sexy from watching all those women ride the wooden horse. You've no idea how many came while doing it, much to the enjoyment of their partners. Hope you're good for a nice long fuck tonight, Todd."

Todd groaned. "I guess I can manage even though I did have to service a woman in the sex swing."

"Oooohhhh, so that's why you've got a smile on your face," replied Dana. "Well, Trudi and I will show you no mercy tonight then, eh Trudi?"

"That's for real," smiled a tired Trudi, soaking in the water. "I would have loved to trade places with the people I was overseeing but I couldn't. I didn't know you were off having fun while I was working."

"How did it go for you, Gabby?" asked Chris.

"Yeah, went well. I'm tired but really sexy after watching all those lucky people fucking for the past few hours."

"How about you, Becks?"

"I've spent the evening causing people pain at their request as I pushed needles and pins into them and attached clamps to tender parts. It's been a fun evening, but I am tired and also very sexy."

"I think we're all tired and most of us are feeling quite aroused," said Marcie. "Why don't we pull all the mattresses together to make a large bed and then all lie on it together. Those who want to make love can, with whoever they wish. Those who don't want to make love can simply sleep, or cuddle then sleep."

"That sounds like a plan," agreed Greg, accompanied by agreement from everyone else.

The huge bed was assembled quickly, lights were doused and people stripped off their costumes and clothing. It didn't take long before there were sounds of gentle love making coming from several parts of the bed, as well as a few gentle snores.

"Is that you, David?" whispered Becks as she felt a male body with a rigid cock.

"It sure is," was the whispered reply.

"Oh David, I love you and I especially love your cock. Stick it in me, I'm so horny."

David wasted no time in pushing his cock into Becks warm and wet cunt, moving gently back and forth, rolling her onto her back and fucking her deeply until she came hard, muffling her cries in David's chest.

"That was wonderful, lover," she whispered. "How about you? Do you want to cum?"

"Not in you tonight, sweetheart," he replied, "I'll fuck someone else before I'm ready. Is that OK?"

"Yes, of course, go for it. Goodnight darling, and thank you."

He withdrew and moved away. After a few moments another warm body approached her and fondled her breasts. Becks reached back and found a soft, warm pussy instead of a hard cock.

"It's OK, I'm Dana," a voice whispered in her ear. "Shall we make love to each other?"

"Oooohhhh yes," was Becks' whispered reply, "Let's do a sixty nine."

Dana switched ends and lay on Becks with her legs spread and her pussy over Becks' mouth, while Becks felt her tongue start licking at her pussy. She stifled a moan.

Meanwhile Greg was fucking Trudi deeply, Chris had just finished cumming in Marcie's cunt, and Todd was performing slow and loving sex with Julie. Pam was asleep, snoring gently and Gabby was also nearly asleep after Chris had brought her to a very satisfying orgasm before being side-tracked by Marcie. 

Gradually the sounds of copulating and cumming quietened as everyone had their sexual needs met and fell asleep, hugging together as one large happy family.

It was 10.30 before they started to stir, several people waking and needing to use the bathrooms, followed by a return to the bed and cuddles with others. Some fell asleep again while a couple gently made love to greet the day. Around midday several arose ready to eat and made their way, still naked, to the kitchen. Before long the smell of breakfast cooking wafted into the room and everyone slowly awoke.

"What an awesome night and morning," said Marcie to Greg as they ate toast. "We'll have to make that part of the participation type of evenings I think. Everyone becomes so sexually aroused watching others enjoying their sexuality but not being able to satisfy their own needs that something like the orgy, I guess you'd call it, like we had was just wonderfully fulfilling. A great team exercise," completed Marcie with a grin.

"Yes, I agree," replied Greg. "I especially like it that we trust each other so much that we can choose a partner and it doesn't really matter who we choose, we know that we can both fulfil our needs and share our love with each other."

"Yes, that's the beautiful part."

Everyone eventually assembled in the dining area and Marcie thanked everyone for their help in making the first BDSM evening such a success the previous night. She then went through the program for the day, which was mainly to restore the house to some semblance of order by clearing up the big room and putting everything away where it belonged.

After breakfast everyone pulled on some clothes and started work again with a will. By mid-afternoon the place was clean and tidy and everyone had free time. Some slept, some studied, some engaged in other activities like soaking in the spa, cuddling with their lover or reading a book.

Dinner was a low key affair followed by an early night because many had work or study the next day.

The following two weekends followed the same pattern, both Saturday nights being BDSM nights followed by communal sexual sharing on the mattresses on the floor. After this it was felt that they would revert to a normal program and established a roster for normal and 'special' nights which catered to the needs of the community.

Sexual therapy, college sex classes and life in general continued to follow a well-regulated pattern, interrupted only occasionally by holidays, university field trips and other occasions, and family celebrations. The family members grew closer together and developed a rapport and tolerance that would be the envy of all 'normal' families.



Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 08



 Ch. 8: The Family Gathering

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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At last the day had arrived. At breakfast Marcie briefed the residents on the weekend's program.

"It's the big weekend, at last. So here's the overview for you. Local family members will arrive sometime this afternoon while those from out of town should start arriving about midday. Greg will be collecting some from the airport so here's the schedule for you, sweetheart," said Marcie handing Greg a printed sheet. "Use the people carrier. Trudi, Todd, Dana, Chris, Becks and Gabby, I'll need you around here to meet and greet the guests, settle them into their rooms, here's the room schedule," another printed list, this time for Todd, "And then they can be given refreshments by the pool. Chris, can you just give the pool a last minute check, make sure the pH is correct and there's no leaves in it. We have printed programs for the guests as well as plans of the place so they don't get lost and these will be in their bags, along with a few other goodies. One of those goodies is a commemorative ring. On Sunday a piercer will be here to fit these rings if people want them fitted. That's all explained in the leaflet and there will be a booking list for the piercer."

"Now, there is one thing. Some of the guests may not be comfortable about running around naked at first. We're used to it and think nothing of it," she glanced around the table at eight naked chests, "I think those of our relations who have been raised here will be quite happy with the idea. However, their partners may be a little shy at first. So when they arrive please give them each a pool wrap for them to put on if they wish. It's explained in their leaflets anyway. As usual in naturist spas, please ensure that you and they sit or lie on towels. Just a health precaution. As for what you wear when you greet them, I suggest a brief covering of genitals would be a good idea, maybe a pool wrap, a brief bikini thong, a cock pouch for guys, something that indicates respect for them while also indicating that nakedness is both acceptable and expected. It's quite possible that this message will have already been received by them and they will be really keen to strip off. If that's the case, then encourage them. Of course you'll need to wear real clothes to collect people from the airport, Greg, otherwise you'll probably be arrested.

"I'm not allocating any person any specific job; just fill in as you need to. When people start gathering under the shade sails by the pool can you all please ensure that they are served drinks. There is a supply of beer, wine, non-alcoholic drinks and water in the drink cooler outside. Can you all please make certain that it is kept full."

"So what is the overall program again?" asked Trudi.

"This afternoon is a simple meet and greet. Let everyone get to know each other. After all, it is many years in some cases since we saw these people and we haven't even met some of their partners and children. Then we have dinner poolside, then an informal time when we can use the spa facilities. We have the run of the whole place, there are no outside bookings this weekend. So we can help our guests sample the delights of the spa pool, massage rooms, Sybian room and, of course, the Dungeon.

"Damian, Dana's son, turned 18 last week and he and his girlfriend Rosie, who turned 18 three weeks ago have held off consummating their relationship until tonight, when they will do that in the rooms adjacent to the Dungeon. I'm sure Dana and Gabby remember their first times in the Dungeon don't you?" Dana and Todd, and Chris and Gabby smiled at each other at the memories from over 25 years ago. "And Amy, Gabby's daughter, turns 18 today and she'll celebrate her coming of age with her 19 year old partner Jeff, also in the Dungeon area. So it's fortunate that we have expanded and subdivided that area into the main room plus two private suites, each with ensuite bathrooms and king size beds.

"So once Damian and Amy have occupied their respective suites, the Dungeon is off-limits for the rest of the group and informal activities can continue upstairs for as long as people like. Obviously they can go to bed with whoever they wish whenever they wish. We certainly won't be policing that. Incidentally, Damian, Amy and their partners will be in normal rooms upstairs after Friday night so the Dungeon will be available for the remainder of the weekend.

"I'm picking Saturday morning will be a slow start so there will be a buffet breakfast from 8am. Thanks Pam for volunteering to arrange that. The morning is free and then after the buffet breakfast turns into a buffet lunch, which Greg and I will organise, at around 1-2pm there will be more formal Dungeon activities for those who wish to experience these. I'm counting on you younger people to supervise these and possibly demonstrate and administer these experiences. Remember for some newbies these may be very intimidating, so be gentle.

"Saturday night after dinner at about 8pm, we all head off to 'Dana's' for the 25th anniversary celebrations. We've organised a shuttle minibus service to transport us there and back whenever we wish to attend or leave. Needless to say there is no entry or any other fees for anyone in the extended family for anything. People can return when they wish from the celebrations.

"Now, a special note here for Peta, Jordan and Steve who have young children, dare I say it, Pam, Greg and my great-grandchildren. There will be a babysitting service here for those children for the entire weekend. The children will be accommodated in Pam's end of the building away from the noise and people at this end. This means that their parents can enjoy the weekend fully without concerns for their young ones.

"Sunday morning will again be late I'm picking and meals will be available as for Saturday. By Sunday afternoon people will be starting to leave, although some, I know, are staying until Monday. So that's about it. It's all on the leaflets and details will be provided on the whiteboard by the spa pool. I'll be updating these as necessary during the weekend so, please check there frequently. Any questions?"

"How will Peta and Steve get on with breastfeeding their babies during the weekend?" asked Gabby.

"Well, either they can arrange to breastfeed when they are here or can express breast milk for the babysitter to feed them from a bottle. There will also be formula available for the baby sitters to use. I'll have a chat with them when they arrive."

How many people will be here all told?" asked Todd.

"About 28 from last count including kids and babies. Of course you can't always tell with these families. Some may also bring polyamory partners, who knows? But whatever, we've the space to accommodate them. If there are polyamory triples there's no problems because of the huge beds in the rooms, and if there are quads then we'll have to use the adjoining rooms 20 and 21 or 22 and 23 and open the door between those rooms. After all, that's why they were designed like that."

"What's the policy about sex in public areas?" asked Becks

"Take what you can get, when you can get it, where it's offered," replied Marcie with a grin. "No rules except that it must be consensual. Of course, that excludes rape role play, but just make sure that it is role play, not real. Remember, there will be a safe word for the weekend – pomegranate – and that is in the leaflet and will also be on the white board and told to people during the initial briefing. There won't be any 'difficult aged' kids, like between about eight and fourteen, everyone is either an adult or a baby. Amy's the youngest adult at 18; Michelle's the oldest child at two. So there won't be any difficult questions for anyone to have to answer. As regards sexual partners, basically you can have sex with anyone who wants to have sex with you. Remember to use condoms unless you know the person well. 

"I forgot to mention that this evening and tomorrow afternoon we will be offering inductions into the polyamory club. These are the usual ball stretching, tapered dildo with roller skates inductions so we may get quite a few wanting those, and probably a lot will wish to watch them as well."

There were no further questions.

Marcie and Pam were lying in the shade by the pool when Greg returned after the first collection from the airport.

"Alright for some," he said with a smile, "It's stifling out at the airport. All that tarmac heated by the sun makes it an oven." He helped himself to a cool lemonade, removed his clothes and lay on a recliner next to Marcie.

"Isn't it amazing to think that we started all this," she said to Greg. "Incredible that our kids and grandkids have matured and developed into, well, I guess into real people just like us."

"Yeah, I guess you could say that it all started because I was a lousy lover," Greg smiled ruefully. (See 'Mixed Emotions' Ch 1)

Marcie laughed. "I guess so. Amazing what wonderful things come from dubious beginnings. Just think how many lives we've affected because of that. It's great to have people come back and tell us the wonderfully beneficial effects that we or our family members have had on their lives."

"Well, Marcie," said Pam, lying beside Marcie on a recliner, "As well as all we've accomplished, I think we also need to look back and see how much fun we've had doing it. I've really loved every minute of the whole adventure. I just wish David was still here now to enjoy this reunion."

"Yes, it was very sad when David passed. He would certainly have enjoyed this little gathering. Looks like Peta's arrived."

A small child dragged a woman who looked remarkably like Dana and was cuddling a very young child, towards them, throwing herself onto Marcie when she arrived.

"Gragrammy, gragrammy," she said, cuddling into Marcie's chest.

"Hello, Michelle," said Marcie, cuddling the child. "My how you've grown since I saw you as a baby." She turned to the woman. "Hi Peta. How're you keeping? Hasn't she grown! How's little Neil doing?"

"Yes, she's growing up so fast. Mum says she's doing really well, just as I did when I was her age. Neil's fine, eating like a horse and putting on weight. Justin's tied up at work for a bit longer so will be out later."

"That's great that Neil's doing well. I remember when you were Michelle's age," replied Marcie, "Dana and Todd were so very proud of you. And look how you've grown up now! You are so similar to Dana when she was your age. Don't you think so, Greg?"

Michelle moved her attention to Greg, cuddling into his hairy chest and contentedly sucking her thumb. 

"Yes, very similar," he agreed. "So what have you been up to recently, when you haven't been looking after Michelle and Neil of course?"

"Well, they take up most of my time but I've been working on getting my pre-baby figure back and increasing my fitness so I can return to working at 'Dana's' again."

"Very pleased to hear it," commented Marcie, "I'm sure that everyone's missing you there. You were one of the most popular dancers, just like your mother before you. One thing that people liked about you and Dana, and Becks and Trudi I seem to remember, was that you seemed to really enjoy pain, which went down very well on the BDSM nights."

"Ooohhh yes, I do really like pain. It turns me on so good. Are we having a Dungeon evening tonight?"

"Yes, definitely,but only a short one tonight. We have tomorrow afternoon set aside as well" replied Marcie. "Followed by an orgy after our visit to 'Dana's', I expect," added Greg.

"Terrific. Grandad, do you think you'll be up to fucking me again please? It seems so long since you did."

"Well, I'll have to have a look in my appointment book and see if I have a space," he replied grinning. 

Peta reached down and gave his cock and balls a playful squeeze, eliciting an instant response from his cock.

"Looks like he's keen to see me anyway," she said, eyeing his rapidly stiffening cock, "You giving away samples?"

"Help yourself."

Peta stretched her leg across Greg to straddle him, which stretched her pussy wide, then slowly sat down, guiding his now rigid cock into her cunt.

"Ooohh, that feels nice," she said, rocking her hips back and forth to increase the pleasure.

"Remember it's just a sample," said Marcie, "You'll wear the poor old guy out and he won't have anything left for the weekend."

Greg gave Marcie's arse a light slap.

"Watch who you're calling old, girl," he growled good-naturedly.

Peta rocked for a few more seconds then lifted herself off his cock and stepped back to one side of the chair, bending down and giving his cock a kiss.

"More later," she said with a wink.

Dana arrived with her drink and dragged a chair over next to Greg, noticing her father's glistening erect cock.

"Thanks, Mum," said Peta, settling into the chair and putting Neil to her breast.

"That's OK. I see you've already been sampling the wares," joked Dana.

"You know me, can't resist a hard cock on a hot body. Must be in my genes. Anyway, is anything special happening for Damian's coming of age tonight?"

"Oh yes, and Amy's as well," replied Marcie. "We haven't forgotten and although Amy turned eighteen a couple of days ago I don't think she and Jeff have done the deed yet so that will be two couples who lose their virginities tonight. Should be a great evening. Each couple is spending the night in one of the suites off the Dungeon."

"So pleased that Amy and Jeff will get to celebrate her coming of age tonight too," said Pam. "I know they hoped for something like this and refrained from having sex just so they could be initiated in the Dungeon, like her mother was."

Todd came over and Michelle sat up. "Ganda," she cried, reaching out to him with both arms.

"Hello precious," replied Todd, picking her up. "I hope she's not being a bother," he said to Greg and Marcie.

"Not at all. She's just beautiful. You and Dana produced wonderful babies who grew into wonderful adults. Now they are having children and who are just gorgeous. If you go back one generation, it's really because of me," joked Greg.

Marcie gave him a dig in the ribs with her elbow.

"Well, I'd better go and collect another load from the airport," said Greg, standing up and pulling on his clothes again. "See you soon." He bent down and gave Marcie a kiss, then walked into the house.

Todd sat down on the vacant chair and looked at the woman coming out of the house.

"I'm sure I know that woman," he said. "Isn't that Julie?"

Marcie and Dana looked around and recognised Julie, who had left about twenty years earlier.

"Julie," called Marcie, standing up and walking quickly to greet her. "Great to see you again."

The two women hugged each other for several minutes.

"It's awesome to be back," said Julie with tears in her eyes. "Hi Dana, hi Todd," she said, giving each a long hug.

Todd drew up a chair and Julie sat.

"So what's been happening over the past twenty years?" asked Dana. "We were so sad when you left so suddenly. We still don't know why but that's OK. It's really great to see you. How did you find out about our gathering?"

"So many questions, so few answers," said Julie, her eyes still tearing. "I don't know why I left. Possibly the worst mistake I ever made, then I was too ashamed to come back. It took a lot of courage for me to come here today, but already I'm so pleased I did. What have I been doing? Well, I headed down south, shacked up with a few guys, worked as a stripper and prostitute for a while, got pregnant from a drunken orgy one night, adopted the child, a cute little girl, out to a loving couple, and have generally been living off the land, so to speak. It's been fun, but sometimes I really miss the companionship and loving that I received when I was here. I guess I'm just one of those restless souls always seeking something else."

They chatted for a while, catching Julie up with what had been happening. Julie had been keeping up to date with news of 'Dana's' through the strip club network and that was how she learned of the reunion. She'd spent the last few days hitching back 'home', as she called it. She had no fixed partner, and found that very lonely, but had no problems attracting casual sex partners, being a sexy, good-looking woman still. What she really missed most was the sense of purpose and belonging that she had felt when she lived here before.

"Why don't you come back and live here again?" asked Marcie.

Julie broke down; the barely repressed tears flowed freely and she hugged Marcie to her. Eventually she was able to speak.

"Would you really accept me back again?" she asked.

"Of course we would. You are very welcome to return, no pressure to stay or anything. We love you and would be very happy to have you back in the fold."

More tears flowed. At last Julie rested peacefully in Marcie's arms. She let out a long, shuddering sigh.

"Thank you. Thank you so much. You don't know what it means to be accepted for who and what I am. Thank you."

Marcie and Julie separated.

"Dana, can you help Julie to her room please. No, on second thoughts, can you show her to Greg and my room please. I'm sure that Greg will like having a surprise guest in his bed tonight. Where is all your stuff, Julie?"

"I'm used to travelling light. I have a back pack and small handbag, that's it."

"Oh, OK. Dana, can you collect those from the entrance and take them to our room as well. Thanks. Julie, would you like to stay here while Dana does that? You know where they'll be, we're still in the same room as before."

"Thanks, Dana. I'll stay here. I'd love a drink."

Marcie beckoned for a drink and Julie sat back and rested in a recliner. She and Marcie shared all that had happened in their lives, Julie talking of her loneliness and frustration, as well as the good times on the road and the fun times with people she met along the way. Marcie told her how 'Dana's' had expanded and moved, how wonderfully well the school sex education programs had developed, much of it thanks to Julie's hard work when they were starting. Julie loved hearing about all the grandchildren and great grandchildren Marcie, Greg and Pam had, and was deeply sorry when told of David's recent death. They were still talking when Greg reappeared. He stopped a few feet away.

"Julie, is that really you?"

Julie looked up and jumped into his arms, the two past lovers kissing and cuddling like there was no tomorrow.

"Oh darling, I've missed you so much," said Greg.

"I've missed you too, sweetheart," replied Julie, "But if you'll have me back I'd really love to share your bed with you tonight, and maybe forever."

"Of course I'll have you back. I guess you've told Marcie everything that's happened, so now you'll just have to repeat it for me."

Greg dragged another chair over, sat down, called for a beer and he and Julie chatted like the old friends they were, Marcie listening to Julie's story once again.

A short time later Gabby, Todd, Dana, Chris, Trudi and Becks gathered around and were chatting with Julie, introducing her to their children and their partners and to the grandchildren when the opportunity arose.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 08



Gradually more people arrived and came to speak with their hosts, Marcie, Pam and Greg, so Julie met everyone there. They were fascinated to hear snippets of Julie's stories and they could all see that she was going to be really popular this weekend. 

Marcie and Greg wandered away from the group surrounding Julie and dived into the pool, swimming a couple of lengths before resting against the wall together in the shallow end.

"I told Julie that she could share our bed tonight, just like old times," said Marcie, "I hope that was OK."

"Of course it is, darling, just so long as you don't mind when I fuck her brains out tonight."

"I wouldn't have expected anything else from you," replied Marcie with a grin, "Let's have a feel of what she'll be getting."

Marcie reached for Greg's cock underwater, found it semi-hard and rubbed it gently, feeling it swelling in her hand. 

"Does he want to come visiting?" she asked.

"You know he never turns down an invitation."

Marcie and Greg swam to the deep end where Greg leant against the wall and Marcie put her arms around his neck, her legs around his hips and sat herself gently on his cock, allowing it to slowly penetrate her cunt to its full depth. 

"Mmmm, that feels so nice," Marcie murmured in Greg's ear as she settled her clit against Greg's pelvic bone.

"Yes, my darling, it feels wonderful as always. I won't cum just now; I want to save that for Julie if that's OK with you. I'm not as virile as I was when younger," he replied, smiling as he remembered his earlier insatiable sex drive.

"That's fine, darling, just enjoy and let me know if you want to stop."

After a few minutes of intimate communion, their reverie was disturbed by two women and a guy jumping into the pool and swimming over to them. Marcie recognised the women as Rae, Chris and Beck's daughter, and Bridget her partner.

"Hi Rae and Bridget," Marcie called, "How's everything with you?"

"Awesome," answered Rae. "Marcie, I'd like you to meet our new partner, playmate and lover Gene. We only met him a couple of weeks ago and we're both madly in love with him."

Gene smiled sheepishly. "Hi Marcie and Greg," he replied, "Great to meet you at last. All I've heard from these two wenches for the past week or so is about you, this place and this weekend. All very deserved so far though. What a great setup you've got here."

"Thanks," replied Greg, "We certainly like it and it's wonderful for parties, as you can and will see. Pleased to meet you Gene."

Gene leant back against the pool side with his arms around Rae and Bridget on each side of him. It was only then that they noticed that Greg and Marcie were actually coupled. Marcie watched in amusement as this knowledge first dawned on them and then they looked away in embarrassment.

"I .. I .. I guess we'd better leave you to get on with it then," stammered Gene, his face flushing.

"Don't go on our account," replied Marcie, "If we're the only people you see fucking this weekend then you'll be wandering around with your eyes shut. It's all perfectly normal and acceptable here, anywhere, anytime. So enjoy yourself."

"Oh, OK, if you're sure."

Gene looked at 'his' women, wondering if either of them dared to jump on his cock right here, right now. Rae realised his unspoken question and reached down to fondle his cock.

"You up for it?" she asked him.

"OK, if you are," replied Gene, his cock rising to the occasion.

Rae swung herself around to face Gene, lifted her legs around his hips and after a few misses, impaled herself on his cock.

"That's great," she said, resting with her clit pressing on the top of his long cock.

She began sliding back and forth along his cock, her clit dragging against his skin, stimulating her unbearably.

"Oooohhhh, that feels so nice," she whispered in his ear.

Bridget reached across and grasped her breasts in her hands, squeezing her nipples and pulling them far out from her body, which she obviously enjoyed immensely judging by her moans of pleasure. After a few more moments she began moving faster until with a small scream which she unsuccessfully tried to muffle in Gene's neck, she came. Marcie and Greg watched the convulsive ripples passing through her body and then saw her slump down once her orgasm was completed.

"Jump off," said Bridget, "My turn now."

Slowly Rae eased herself off Gene and Bridget took her place, feeling his cock pressing into her cervix as she pushed as hard as possible downwards to put erotic pressure on her clit. Rae reached over and started kneading and pulling on her breasts, causing whimpers of pleasure from Rae, who was moving her hips rapidly back and forth on Gene's cock.

"That's sooo good," he whispered into Bridget's ear. "I'm nearly cumming."

"You cum, darling," replied Bridget, "Because I'm nearly there too."

She thrust forwards as hard as she could and went into ecstasy, moaning into Gene's neck while convulsions rocked her body. Gene thrust deeply into her and she felt his hot cum squirting against her cervix as his orgasm struck hard.

After a few moments it was all over.

"Now for the difficult part," said Marcie, "We don't want cum in the pool – imagine getting pregnant because you swam in a pool that contained cum, not that I think it would happen because the chlorine would kill the sperm, but still it's yucky. So you now have to roll out of the pool still united and then clean up out there."

With help from Rae they managed this task, the cum forming a small pool on the tiles when they disconnected. Rae wiped it up with Gene's towel – "Well, it did come from you," she said when he objected.

Marcie and Greg played for a few more moments then they too disconnected, swam to the shallow end and climbed out, Greg's cock still bobbing at attention as he walked.

"I put Rae, Bridget and Gene into the largest of the rooms as there are three of them," Dana told Marcie as they approached the house. "What's up with Dad? Have you two been playing again?"

Marcie related the activity in the pool.

"Oh," replied Dana, "That's so hot. It's the sort of thing we would have done when we were their age. By the way, I counted 30 people so I think everyone's here. I can't think of anyone else and we have two extras with Julie and Gene. So do you want dinner served now or do you want to welcome everyone here first?"

"I think we should welcome everyone first, introduce a few people who others may not know, then we can serve dinner. We'll have it outside under the shade sail, although the sun is too low for there to be any shade now."

"OK, we'll organise it."

Dana and her crew moved chairs into a tight group so that Marcie could talk to them all together. Slowly they moved to the chairs and sat expectantly.

"Good evening everyone," began Marcie, "Just before we have dinner I wanted to welcome you all here, so, welcome to you all. Greg, Pam and I hope you have a wonderful, totally unforgettable weekend. I must also thank Dana, Trudi, Gabby, Becks, Todd and Chris for the wonderful help they have been this afternoon. They live here too so if there is anything you need to know please just ask them. I would also like to welcome Julie, who has returned very unexpectedly this afternoon. Julie was one of the originals who helped to start 'Dana's' strip club and brothel, which this place was until we moved it many years ago. Welcome Julie. Most of you know everyone else except for Gene, who has recently become Rae and Bridget's partner. Welcome Gene.

"As you are all aware by now, this is a clothing optional residence. Normally in summer we wear what we are at present – nothing. So can I ask that the normal protocol of naturist facilities be observed. In particular please use a towel when sitting on any furniture. You have each been given a pool wrap which you can use if you become too cold or if you feel too exposed being naked. Obviously if you leave the premises you will need to be clothed.

"You will notice that sexual freedom is very strong here. If you wish to make love with someone please ask for their permission, and their partner's permission, first. Remember that generally no means no. This can get tricky, for example, with a mock rape scenario where no most certainly means yes. So there is a safe word for the weekend – pomegranate – and that is written on the notice board by the spa pool. If someone says pomegranate you must stop what you are doing and release them from any restraints. That is absolutely essential. This means that if you don't like what is happening, are in serious pain or simply change your mind you can say pomegranate and everything will stop. As for sex, anytime, anywhere is fine, so long as it is consensual. I guess you may want to ask your own partner's permission as well. Remember to use safe sexual practices. Just a point, cum tends to clog pool filters so if you want to cum when having sex in either pool, please wear a condom.

"There are four small children or babies here. They are being baby sat by competent, trained babysitters at the far end of the property so for this weekend if you are one of the parents of those children, you have a free weekend. If you need to breastfeed your baby then you can go down there and do that, but if you don't want to do that the baby sitters have an ample supply of formula and I'm sure there will be many mouths who will enjoy sampling the baby food you produce straight from source. This will also reduce the pain of unemptied breasts and will maintain your flow so you can still feed your babies after the weekend."

Marcie watched the guys' smile as they realised the possible implications of this. She then outlined the program for the weekend and emphasised that it was their weekend so if they wanted more time for anything they had only to ask and it would probably be arranged.

"Finally, just a few words about how all this started. Basically it was just before Dana and Gabby turned 18 when we started the Dungeon. Dana and Gabby both celebrated their 18th birthdays two weeks apart in the Dungeon with Todd and Chris respectively. Dana developed a polyamory relationship to include Trudi, and Chris and Gabby did the same to include Becks. Julie, who has just returned today, was the other partner in Greg and my polyamory relationship so we are particularly pleased at her return. 

"After a few years we joined Pam and David's house onto ours with the two storied block where you are mainly sleeping and which contains the large communal area and spa pool. Originally, 25 years ago, that was 'Dana's' strip club and brothel which was moved fifteen years ago to larger premises closer to town. Since then we have developed this place into a naturist spa and health resort and many people come here for rest, relaxation, sunbathing, sex and sexual therapy, offered by Dana and Gabby who are both qualified psychologists and trained sexual therapists.

"We will visit 'Dana's' for their special show tomorrow evening. There will be a shuttle service to and from 'Dana's' running until we are all back here and that service and entry and use of all 'Dana's' facilities is free. Just use the pass token that you received in your bag. Please read your leaflet as it contains the weekend program so you know what is on offer and when. If you wish to follow your own program, that is fine so long as it doesn't conflict with any organised activity. 

"Sadly I would like to acknowledge David's recent passing. I'm sure we all join in offering our condolences to Pam. David made a great contribution to the establishment of 'Dana's', working tirelessly behind the scenes to ensure the operation ran smoothly and profitably and he is certainly greatly missed by us all.

"On a happier note, today is Amy's 18th birthday. Congratulations Amy. Damian also turned 18 a few days ago, congratulations Damian for then. The significance of this is that I understand that Damian and Rosie have delayed doing the deed until tonight, and I'm pretty certain that Amy and Jeff haven't had time to sneak away and consummate their relationship this afternoon either." Both partners in the named couples blushed with embarrassment, but smiled at their partners. "So these two couples will be spending their first official night together in the two suites adjacent to the Dungeon. This means that after 10pm tonight the Dungeon is out of bounds to everyone else. Tomorrow you will have time in the afternoon and early evening and again after you return from 'Dana's' to explore all you wish and the two suites will be vacant if anyone wishes to use them during the afternoon and evening.

"After dinner tonight, any time tomorrow and again on Sunday you are free to explore the premises, except for the far wing where the children are, which is off-limits to all except their parents, just so the area remains quiet. In addition to the Dungeon, there is also the spa pool and the Sybian room. If any women here haven't experienced the Sybian, this is your opportunity. If you want assistance just ask any of the usual residents and they will be pleased to assist. You will need to book Sybian sessions; there is a booking sheet by the information board. There are also two massage rooms with a professional masseur and masseuse available for most of the time, who offer a full service massage either individual or as a couple. It would pay to book a time on the booking sheet if you're interested. Guys, if you wish to experience the Venus 2000 masturbation machine we have one as well. Please just ask any resident and they will show you how to use it. I feel that probably guys will have enough keeping up with the women here this weekend and won't need the Venus, but it's there if you do or if your partner wants some peace and quiet. Inside your bag you will find a commemorative ring. If you wish this to be implanted somewhere on your body, a piercer will be in attendance on Sunday so you can make a booking for this when convenient for you. It goes without saying that there is no charge for any of these services, so please enjoy yourselves. 

"So without further ado, please find yourselves somewhere to sit for dinner. It is a buffet style so you simply help yourself, and there are drinks on the bar so help yourself to those as well."

Marcie stepped aside and people resumed their conversations as they served themselves and their partners dinner, poured themselves drinks and found seats in small groups. Everyone had lost any sign of nervousness or embarrassment at being naked and Marcie noted that people were touching each other in a more natural way, the way she had noticed many times before during naturist activities at the centre.

After dinner Gabby, Chris and Becks cleared away the dishes and tidied the kitchen while people drifted off to explore the premises, have a swim in the main pool or spa pool, or visit the Dungeon. Trudi was chatting with Dana when Olivia, Trudi's daughter, and her partner approached.

"Hi Mom, am I old enough now to try the Sybian please?" asked Olivia.

"Yes, of course sweetheart. Has it been that long since you were here?"

"Last time I was here I was only fifteen and you thought it would be best to wait a while. So I'm really looking forward to trying it now."

"Do you need my help? Come and I'll show you where it is and how to use it. Do you want Stu to be there too?"

"Oh yes, Stu and I have talked about it and he really wants to watch me cum hard. He's been hard for weeks just talking about it."

"Well, I hope he's not let down then. Come on, let's go. Excuse us, Dana, back soon."

Trudi took Olivia and Stu to the room and explained how it worked, showing them the different sized dildos and how they moved.

"Do you want me to stay and help?" asked Trudi.

"Yes please. I think I'm a bit of an exhibitionist really," she laughed.

"OK, what size dildo do you want?"

Olivia looked at Stu, who smiled and gestured widely with his hands. Olivia laughed and nudged him in the ribs.

"Stu reckons I'm really large so I guess I'd better try the biggest you have."

Trudi noticed Stu was grinning broadly.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she asked him.

"Yes, definitely. Olivia's always telling she wants more than I've got. Hopefully this will give her what she wants."

Trudi showed Olivia the largest dildo and watched her grin turn to a more serious look of consternation as she measured the dildo by eye to be at least ten inches long and three inches in diameter.

"That's huge!" she exclaimed. "It'll ruin me. You won't be able to feel the sides," she said to Stu.

"Go on, be a devil. I'm sure you can take it. Your cunt can expand amazingly; I know, I've felt it."

"OK, if you insist. Put it on please, Mom."

Trudi showed Olivia how to attach the dildo, then lubricated it. Olivia took some lube and rubbed it around her pussy and inside her cunt before straddling the machine and slowly sitting down. Stu and Trudi watched as the dildo disappeared inside Olivia until only two inches remained outside.

"Watch this, Trudi," said Stu, "She's amazing how she does this."

Olivia breathed deeply in then out and sucked her abdomen in, then lowered herself the remaining two inches onto the dildo. 

"Wow," said Trudi, "What did you do there?"

"Well, I found that when I suck upwards it also pulls my cervix up and lengthens my vagina. I do that when Stu puts his cock in me. First push hits my cervix, then his next push is into space. I can then push it back down so he never knows whether he will hit my cervix or not. It drives him nuts sometimes, especially when I hold it up and don't let him cum." She laughed.

"Well, it's payback time I guess," said Trudi as she handed the remote to Stu. "You're driving so do what you wish."

Stu turned the rotate knob, slowly increasing it. He was able to see the dildo pass across the inside of Olivia's abdomen as it rotated. He then started the vibrate mode slowly at first then rapidly took it to 50%.

"Oooohhhh, that feels awesome," said Olivia, "More please."

Stu turned it up to 70% as Olivia responded by closing her eyes and throwing her head back, obviously enjoying being turned on by the intense vibrations. She started panting, hyperventilating, which Stu knew meant she was approaching orgasm. He wound the dial back to 20%.

Olivia immediately opened her eyes and looked at him.

"You bastard," she fumed, "I was just about ready to cum. Turn it up again please."

"I'll do this but on one condition," he replied.

Trudi stepped to the side, sitting down and watching this play out.

"Huh, I can guess what that will be. OK, what is the condition?"

"When I'm getting ready to cum and you know that I'm getting off with my cock head pushing on your cervix, I want you to promise that you won't suck your cervix up so I can't cum."

"But I really like it when I do that because you go really deep and that squeezes my clit, driving me to orgasm. That's why I do it."

"Oh. Why didn't you tell me that before? OK, so what say you only do it a couple of times and then let it down again so I can cum?"

"That possibly wouldn't work," she replied. "After you cum, you rapidly soften so I can't cum, so I have to cum before you to get satisfaction."

"OK, so what if I let you suck your cervix up, cum, and then you let it down again so I can cum?"

"That sounds good to me," replied Olivia, "Now, if that's OK with you and it's OK with me, for god's sake turn the Sybian up again. You're driving me nuts just letting me hang here."

Trudi came over and asked "Are you multi-orgasmic, Olivia?"

"Not so far because after Stu cums he deflates and it's all over for at least an hour."

"Would you like to be multi-orgasmic tonight?"

"Oooohhh, yesssss! I'd love to try that please."

"Right. I'll just fasten you down." Trudi fastened the Velcro to hold Olivia's legs onto the foam pads and fastened her hands to the front of the Sybian.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 08



"OK, Stu, give her the works," said Trudi.

Stu increased the vibration to 70% again, eliciting an instantaneous response of a continual high pitched keening sound from Olivia who once again had her eyes closed and head back. After only a few seconds she was humping the Sybian, thrashing about and shuddering in a silent, mind-blowing orgasm. After about twenty seconds, she relaxed slightly and Stu was about to turn the Sybian off.

"Keep it going," said Trudi quietly, "Just edge it up to 80% gently and see what happens."

Olivia slowly came down from her orgasm, but then started the high keening sound again and once again threw her head back and closed her eyes.

"No, it's too much, no more," gasped Olivia.

Trudi signalled Stu to ignore that and spoke gently into Olivia's ear. "If you really want to stop you must say the safe word pomegranate. Do you really want to stop?"

"No, keep going please, it's just so intense it's scary."

The keening wail continued and after another few minutes Olivia was once again thrashing around in silent orgasm. As she came back down Stu decreased the vibrations to 60% for a few seconds then wound them back to 80%, holding it there for a short time before increasing again to 90%. It took only a few seconds for Olivia to once again cum hard, thrashing about and this time talking.

"Oooohhhh, it's too much, it's amazing, too hard, too fast, too wonderful, oh give me more, more, more, no more," she rambled incoherently as the vibrations continued to torture her clit and cunt.

Stu once again decreased the speed as she relaxed, then increased it until it reached 100%. After only a very few seconds Olivia was once again thrashing about in orgasm, talking incoherently and moaning a high pitched moan. 

"Keep it at 100% and see what happens," Trudi told Stu.

Stu did this and watched his beautiful partner cum hard, on and on and on she went with no let up for at least three minutes, rolling her head on her shoulders, eyes tightly closed, thrashing about uncontrollably. Without warning she collapsed, limp, unconscious. Trudi caught her and supported her before she could fall. Stu returned both dials to zero.

"Undo the Velcro holding her on the machine," Trudi told Stu.

He did that and together they moved the inert Olivia to the bed and lay her down. After another minute she opened her eyes and looked around.

"What happened?" she asked.

"You passed out," Trudi told her. "How was it?"

"Oh it was absolutely awesome. I never though orgasms could be that intense, happen that often or last that long. It was amazing. At the end there I was just cumming and cumming and cumming with no let up. I must do that again before the end of the weekend."

"I'm pleased you enjoyed it," replied Trudi.

"Oh yes, Mom, it was wonderful. Thank you so much, and thank you too, darling Stu, for operating the machine so well."

Stu gave her a long kiss, during which she massaged his erect cock, and then she sat up.

"I guess I'll have to take care of this hard problem later tonight," she said with a grin, kissing his cock head and licking off the small globule of precum.

"If you want to, there's nothing stopping you from putting Stu out of his misery now, except maybe that your cunt will be too sore, possibly and floppy probably," suggested Trudi.

Olivia felt her cunt, easily pushing four fingers inside.

"Too big. Needs some rest I think. Mom, could Stu fuck you if he wants to?" asked Olivia.

Trudi realised that she was feeling sexy; watching Sybian experiences always made her wet.

"Yes, if he wants to that's fine by me. We'd better go somewhere else though so others can use the Sybian if they want. Help me clean this up then we'll go to your room if you like. I'm guessing you'll want to watch too?"

"Oh yes, I love watching people have sex, even more so when they're my mother and partner."

They quickly cleaned up the room and sterilised the attachments before heading to Olivia and Stu's room. Once inside, Olivia sat in a chair while Stu and Trudi lay on the bed.

"How do you like it?" asked Trudi.

"I want you to suck me, then I want to eat you out to orgasm, then I want to fuck you hard doggie style," replied Stu.

"I love it when a man knows what he wants," replied Trudi, before kneeling down and taking his cock in her mouth, cupping his balls with her hands.

Gently at first, then harder, she sucked his cock, feeling it increase in size. She made a mental note to tell Olivia that there was nothing wrong or unusual about Stu's size. Softly to start, then increasingly more firmly she kneaded and squeezed his balls with her hands, all the time keeping a strong suction and in-out movement of her mouth on his cock.

Trudi could feel Stu approaching orgasm. She took a deep breath, lined her head up and pushed her mouth towards his abdomen, swallowing at the same time. Stu felt his cock slide easily down Trudi's throat, the sensation almost driving him over the edge. Trudi pulled down hard on his balls, preventing his orgasm, and moved her mouth and throat up and down over his sensitive cock, breathing when his cock unblocked her throat.

The sensations Stu felt were amazing. He wanted desperately to cum yet knew that Trudi was preventing this. He had never felt so much sensation. Trudi continued the throat massage for another minute and then stopped, removing her mouth from his cock without letting him cum.

"Why didn't you let me cum?" he asked. "I feel soooo frustrated and sexy."

"If you had cum you'd be no good to me for an hour at least. Come on, lover, eat my cunt then fuck me and cum inside me."

Trudi lay on her back on the bed. Stu knelt between her spread legs and gently caressed her sopping wet pussy, before lowering his mouth and starting to lick and suck her lips and clit, inserting his tongue as far as he could into her cunt. Gradually he sped up his licking and increased the strength of his sucking. Trudi started tossing her head from side to side as the sensations took her away on wings of ecstasy. After only a few minutes she felt her orgasm approach. Stu felt these changes, felt her stiffen; he increased the stimulation and that pushed her over the brink, shuddering as she came hard, before slowly relaxing, opening her eyes and gazing at Stu, now sitting upright and watching her.

"Thank you, darling," she said lovingly.

"My pleasure," he replied, "Now, turn over and be the bitch that you were a while ago."

"Oooohhh goody," she said as she knelt on the bed, lowering her shoulders and spreading her legs, offering her wide open, sopping wet pussy for his tender ministrations.

Stu's cock was huge, swollen after being denied release and now stimulated by from the sensory experiences he had just undergone. With no more foreplay required, he pushed his cock hard into Trudi's cunt until he was hitting her cervix.

"Oooofff," was Trudi's involuntary exclamation as he seated home at the end of her cunt.

He then started a slow fucking motion, withdrawing until he was almost completely out and then pushing back inside quickly, hammering against her cervix. Again and again the piston moved in the cylinder, like a well-oiled machine repeating the same strokes endlessly.

Stu felt himself building up towards his orgasm, feeling his balls churning and retracting against his lower abdomen, and feeling the pressure of her perineum against his pubic bone. After another half minute or so of this he was there, thrusting hard into Trudi's cunt and spurting his hot sperm against her cervix.

After a few seconds he relaxed and slumped onto Trudi's back. 

"That was awesome," he said, "I so needed that. Thank you, darling."

Trudi crawled out from under him, turned over and gave him a hug.

"Put it back in me, sweetheart, I need to cum again too. No excuses, you can do it. Shove it in and make me cum."

Stu pushed his half-hard cock back into Trudi's cunt, easily going deeply on first thrust until his pubic bone was pushing hard against her clit.

"Yes, hard, like that, oh do it to me, do it, do it," she chanted as the pressure on her clit pushed her over the edge and she came hard in his arms.

After a few moments she relaxed, pushed him out and off and sat up. Olivia was still sitting in the chair, her legs spread wide over the arms, gently fingering her clit.

"Wow, both of you, just wow. That was awesome. Stu, darling, that's how I want you to make love to me in future. No more excuses about not being able to get me to cum. Thanks, Mom. What an awesome demo of lovemaking."

"Thank you, sweetheart. Stu's a wonderful lover, he just needs a bit of training," she joked.

"Thank you," said Stu. "Darling," he added turning to Olivia, "I can see lots of practice ahead. If you're multi-orgasmic there's no reason for me not to become so also. So it should be lots of fun experimenting."

They cleaned up in the en suite bathroom and then headed back to the party.

"Thank you both so much. That was really fun. Enjoy your weekend and remember to try out stuff in the Dungeon," said Trudi once they arrived at the party. She gave them each a big hug and went outside to cool off and have a drink.

As she sipped her drink she took stock of what was happening outside. Some people were sitting in the afterglow of the sunset talking with old and new friends but she felt like some more action so she finished her drink and headed down to the Dungeon.

There were about ten people in the Dungeon and it was immediately obvious that a polyamory induction was about to take place. Rae was standing astride the lowered tapered dildo with roller skates strapped sideways on her feet, while Gene was tied, crouched down in the frame with the standard ten pound weight attached to his balls but still resting on the floor. Trudi knew that the procedure had been streamlined since it was first used; now the guy had to lift a ten pound weight off the ground and support it for as long as it took for his partner to be completely penetrated by the dildo. If there was one guy and two women, as it appeared was usual, then the guy had to raise and hold the weight for each of his women as they were inducted. Similarly, if two guys and one woman were to be inducted, the woman would need to be penetrated twice, once for each man. Trudi noticed that Becks and Chris, Rae's parents, were watching nervously.

Once everything was ready Dana started the ram holding the dildo on its upwards journey towards Rae's cunt opening. The small end entered easily and Dana stopped the ram with about two inches of dildo inside. She then released the chocks on the roller skates and told Gene to stand up.

Gene felt the weight come on his balls, stretching them further than ever before. And still the weights were touching the floor. 

"Further, stand up straight," commanded Dana.

Gene stood up straight, grimacing at the pain in his balls.

"The weight will rip them off," he complained.

"Nonsense," retorted Dana. "You just need to harden up. You'll be fine."

She turned her attention to Rae, who was struggling to keep her feet close to the ram. As Dana watched, her feet spread apart a few inches and she hurried to bring them back.

"Oooohhhh, my thigh muscles are hurting," she moaned.

"Yes, they will. Remember that complete penetration is inevitable, so you may as well relax and enjoy it," advised Dana.

Slowly but surely Rae's feet slipped apart and she sank lower onto the dildo. As the diameter increased her pussy lips spread further causing greater pain. She was about two thirds of the way down, which meant that her legs were starting to be widely spread, increasing the force she needed to exert to hold herself up. Her legs tired and she slipped slowly and inexorably downward, letting out a scream as her pussy lips stretched widely and the intruder lodged against her cervix.

"You have a couple of inches to go," Dana told her, "Just wriggle a bit and position the end inside you to one side of your cervix, then it will go in the extra bit. Remember, as soon as your clit touches the guard you can call pomegranate."

Rae wriggled her hips a little and then descended quickly until she was fully impaled on the huge dildo. She screamed in pain from the stretching and pressure.

"Pomegranate, pomegranate," she cried.

Dana supported and lifted her while Todd moved the ram downwards.

"You can lower your weights now, Gene, but stay where you are because Bridget has to be inducted before you're free to go," instructed Dana as she released Rae from the skates, untied her hands and positioned Bridget in her place.

The procedure was repeated with Bridget, once again full penetration being reached accompanied by a scream of agony. After Gene had lowered the weights for the second time and was very relieved to be released from the frame.

Rae, Bridget and Gene hugged each other and sat down to rest while they watched other entertainment in the Dungeon. In quite rapid succession Dana's older child Peta and her partner Justin were inducted, followed by Olivia and Stu, Olivia being quite happy with the huge dildo inside her after her stretching on the Sybian. Jordan, Todd and Trudi's older child and his partner Steph were then inducted, followed by Chris and Gabby's first child Steve and his partner Trish, who was very nervous and who Steve had to spend a long time persuading that this was worthwhile and, according to local rules, unless you were inducted you missed out on all the polyamory fun of partner sharing. Trish pleaded that as Steve was the only partner she wanted, why did she have to go through with this, but that cut no ice with Steve, and eventually they both went through the ordeal. That was followed by the last couple eligible tonight, Chris and Becks younger child Paul and his partner Penny, who was very keen to get this over with so she could fuck a few of the great guys she had her eye on. Becks told Dana later than Penny was a self-confessed nymphomaniac and wanted sex all the time, which was why she chose Paul because he was usually able to oblige, having masturbated up to twelve times a day since he was quite young. 

As the evening progressed more people came and went through the Dungeon and some spent time with their own pursuits rather than watching the inductions. Several women had nipple clamps applied for the first time and generally liked the experience. Chris demonstrated the use of a speculum on Becks, using high intensity lighting to show her cervix and then pushed a balloon inside her cunt with the nozzle sticking outside. After removing the speculum and clamping her pussy lips, he filled the balloon with water and tied the nozzle. Becks then walked around with this for a short time until Chris removed the clamps and the balloon popped out.

Penny wanted some 'hard stimulation', as she called it and asked that somebody please whip her clit and pussy lips. Becks volunteered to administer this pain and tied Penny upside down in a whipping frame, with her hands just touching the ground, then spread the posts far apart, stretching her legs out sideways and opening her pussy lips. Most normal people would find this position intolerable, but Penny enjoyed it and moaned in pleasure. Becks decided to up the ante a bit, remembering Penny was a nympho and also an obvious pain slut, so she used a Hitachi vibrator to stimulate her clit and make her cum several times, leaving her clit hugely engorged. Becks then tied off her clit, retaining the blood inside, and set the timer. 

Once these preparations had been made Becks took the multi-tailed whip and started whipping Penny's wide open lips, clit and cunt entrance. She started gently at first but rapidly progressed to harder strokes which caused Penny to thrash about and moan apparently in pleasure. After several minutes of this she came hard, squirting some fluid from her cunt. Becks waited until her climax has passed then took a short, thin cane and started tapping Penny's clit and lips with it. Penny wriggled her hips to try to direct the blows where they felt best but Becks continued to strike wherever she wanted. Gradually the strokes became harder and the whole area became bright red. Without warning, after a blow directly onto her engorged clit, Penny came again, her body writhing in pleasure and pain, before she relaxed. 

Paul asked Becks if he cpould have a turn with the whip. Becks handed him the multi-tailed whip and Paul swung it tentatively before landing a stroke on Penny's exposed pussy, causing her to writhe in pain. He aimed his next blows at the inside of her thighs and soon became confident in the use of the whip, laying some hard strokes on Penny's cunt lips and clit, causing her to scream in pain on several occasions. Becks reminded her of the safe word but Penny preferred to suffer rather than use it. 

After a while Paul was finished, for now anyway, and Becks removed the clit tie and gently lowered Penny to the ground.

"How was that?" asked Becks.

"Oooohhh, that was so good. So painful but just great."

"How does your pussy feel?"

"It's sore, but not too bad. I can certainly still have sex. What have you got that's more painful?"

"All sorts of things. How about we staple your pussy together with a staple gun sometime?"

"Ooohhh, that sounds like a great idea! But probably best to do that before we go home otherwise it might put me out of action for the weekend."

"Yes, excellent thinking. Soft and gentle till Sunday," smiled Becks.

"So I want to see Paul on the Venus 2000 please," said Penny.

"Do you want to do that, Paul?" asked becks.

"Please, darling, just for me," cajoled Penny.

"OK, I guess that's fine but just don't expect me to cum in your cunt tonight," agreed Paul.

Becks led Paula and Penny to the Venus room upstairs.

It was nearly 10pm, nearly time to leave the Dungeon. Marcie came down and found Damian and Rosie and Amy and Jeff, who had been watching the demonstrations and inductions in the Dungeon.

"Well, what do you think of all that?' she asked them.

"Wow, pretty cool, although I guess it would all hurt at the time and maybe later," replied Rosie.

"Do we get inducted tomorrow?" asked Jeff.

"Yes, if you want to," replied Marcie. "Remember, there is no compulsion, it is all completely voluntary, as is everything here really."

"Ooohhh, I certainly want to," said Amy enthusiastically. "Mom's told me about it and it sounds really great. Then I want to fuck all the guys here."

"Honey!" cried an indignant Jeff, "I thought you just wanted to fuck me."

"Yes, sweetheart, I do. You're going to be my first and it will happen tonight, many times I hope. But after that do you really mind if I sample what else is on offer? Don't you want to ravish all the beautiful women here too?"

"Well, yes, I guess so," admitted Jeff, blushing, "Yeah, OK, I see your point. But right now I want a night with you. Come on you lot, leave so we can go to bed and fuck in peace."

"Good idea," said Dana, "Right, Amy and Jeff, and Damian and Rosie can now go to your rooms and fuck to your hearts' content. Remember, if you want to you can always swap partners. Good night and have lots of fun. We'll all look forward to hearing all about it at breakfast tomorrow."

Jeff took Amy's hand and they skipped into their room while Damian scooped Rosie up and carried across the threshold accompanied by claps of approval from those still in the Dungeon. The remaining people left the Dungeon, turned off the lights and closed the door.

Upstairs Becks led paul and penny into the Venus room. 

"I see you're all erect and ready to go," Becks said to Paul. "Let me fit this to your cock and a=show you how it works."

Becks fitted the Venus masturbator to Paul's cock.

"Do you want it strapped on to drain him completely?" she asked Penny.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 09



 Ch. 9: 'Dana's' 25th Celebrations

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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After dinner the kitchen was quickly cleaned up and everyone went to make themselves presentable for the celebrations at 'Dana's'. As they dressed in their sexiest finery, with split skirts, low cut dresses, short miniskirts and other revealing costumes they all looked forward with great anticipation to the night ahead. They congregated in the main lounge and then filled several minibus shuttles, each one leaving as it was filled. The house was not locked, the babysitters still being in residence, so there were no concerns about people returning at different times.

Once they arrived at 'Dana's' they were greeted by an atmosphere of celebration. The staff on duty welcomed them as the foundation members of an exclusive club. The guys cast appreciative looks at the beautiful, scantily clad dancers, imagining how they would feel dancing on their cocks as well as on the stage and comparing them with the women who accompanied them as guests. Each person was given a card with a number on it, blue cards for guys, pink for gals, the purpose of which would be revealed as the evening progressed.

They were shown to a specially reserved area to one side of the long platform which almost cut the room in two and allowed many more men to obtain close-up views of the strippers. Topless waitresses with short miniskirts and either skimpy G strings, C strings or no panties circulated with beer and champagne, also taking orders for other drinks as required. The guys found that they were very amenable to having their thighs, breasts and pussies fondled, which was great except that it increased the time for service. The general consensus was that it was worth the wait. Several of the waitresses were enticed to cum by the erotic atmosphere along with some judicious clit rubbing by the guys.

Also waiting on tables were some hunks of guys to titillate the imaginations of the women in the party. They also were topless, with well-developed six packs. They wore tight trousers with zipped flies over their bulging cocks. A novel feature of their trousers were the large and prominent handles of the zippers, which women soon found were easy to open, providing access to the goodies inside which were unencumbered by ant form of underwear. After several attempts at rezipping their trousers, the waiters soon found it easier just to leave them permanently down with their cocks hanging out. This proved to be too much for one waiter, who came copiously while being gently massaged by Trudi. After that it became a challenge to see who could make their waiter cum. Several women succeeded before the waiters were called away to prepare for their acts.

After the initial rounds of drinks had been served to both the VIPs and the other attendees, seated in the rest of the auditorium, most of the waiters and waitresses were called backstage to prepare for the entertainment.

At 9pm sharp the MC appeared on stage, dressed as the waiters had been but with his fly still zipped, flanked by two gorgeous strippers wearing very brief lacy bras and miniskirts split up the sides. 

"Ladies and gentlemen," he began, "Welcome to 'Dana's' 25th anniversary celebrations. What a night of entertainment we have for you tonight. But first I would like to introduce Marcie, Greg and Pam, the three remaining drivers of the original 'Dana's' strip club and brothel. Please welcome on stage Marcie, Greg and Pam."

Marcie, Greg and Pam walked onto the stage, Marcie in a long black evening skirt, split up the front from floor to waist and overlapping slightly, showing the black G string she wore beneath it whenever she moved. Her top consisted of a black half-cup bra beneath a sheer black fine mesh top through which her red painted nipples were clearly visible. Pam was more conservatively dressed in a charcoal dress with a deep cleavage and slit from floor to waist up one side. Greg wore black trousers and a white linen shirt, unbuttoned to the waist. Marcie took the microphone that the MC handed to her.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen," she began. "It is my very great pleasure to welcome all our visitors here tonight. Thank you for coming on this very special occasion and thank you for your patronage in the past. It is also my pleasure to welcome to the new 'Dana's' our extended family, many of whom were dancers, strippers and prostitutes in the original 'Dana's'. We are also having a very special weekend together celebrating two birthdays as well as the anniversary.

"I must also mention David, Pam's husband and the fourth member of the original group. He unfortunately passed recently but I am certain that he is with us tonight in spirit.

"We have come a long way in 25 years both as people and as professionals. 'Dana's' has been accepted into the community, by some I know as a necessary evil, but we have also extended our services to include sexual education, sexual and relationship counselling and therapy, and both therapeutic and sexual massage services, as well as the more obvious applications of erotic entertainment. It is our intention that these services will continue to grow in scope and will keep pace with the growing demand for such community services.

"So it gives me great pleasure to declare the anniversary celebrations open and to wish you all a very enjoyable evening. And, as we always say here, make sure you come again. Thank you."

Amid the applause, Marcie handed the microphone back to the MC.

"Thank you Marcie and all those who started and worked in this venture. We know tonight that we have a very hard act to follow and realise that you will probably be sitting there in judgement. However, I believe that we have a class act and I also understand that many of you will be providing some entertainment during the evening, keeping your hands in, so to speak. So for our first act I present for you the sexiest twins I know, Lola and Abbey."

Marcie, Greg, Pam and the MC left the stage as the house lights dimmed and two spots followed Lola and Abbey as they entered from opposite sides of the stage. They proceeded to perform a dual striptease, stripping each other as they pranced around the stage, pole dancing, parading along the catwalk showing all their charms to the audience and finally gently whipping each other on their pussies with multi-tailed pussy whips. As they left the stage they received a moderate ovation.

The MC then announced the next act, a line dance in which the four girls slowly stripped, ending up in tiny G strings which they then chose members of the audience to remove with their teeth. The music was loud and pulsing and the whole performance was very raunchy and obviously enjoyed by the entire audience.

The MC then appeared on stage and explained the cards. "As you entered you were each given a numbered card. We also have these cards in two barrels here, one for guys, the other for gals. We have several acts where we need the participation of members of the audience, you, and therefore we will draw out cards to suit the people we need. I would ask that you cooperate with the selectors and promise that aside from a slight amount of embarrassment maybe, you will suffer no ill effects. Later on we will also have some situations where we will call for volunteers. We will specify whether we require male or female volunteers but we will not necessarily be enlightening you about what the volunteers will be required to do. So that is slightly riskier, but can be a lot of fun. So for this first selection, we need two guys and two gals. The guys numbers are – 17 and 6, so if you hold blue tickets number 17 or 6 please make your way onto the stage. The gals numbers are – 23 and 11, so if you hold pink tickets number 23 or 11 please also make your way onto the stage."

Becks found that she had number 23. She and three other people stood and started heading for the stage, the other woman in particular appearing quite hesitant. All were between an estimated 25 and 50; all looked fit and healthy and were dressed in reasonably sexy clothing. As they walked onto the stage two male and two female strippers came onto the stage from the wings. Each stripper paired with a member of the audience of the opposite sex.

"Right," the MC continued, "Each of our audience members is going to strip a dancer. So each pair has a number and if that number comes up on a random number generator, the audience member will remove one piece of clothing from the stripper – with their teeth. Once the first dancer is naked, any further times that their number comes up, the dancer will remove a piece of clothing from the audience member until both members of one pair are naked, at which stage the game will cease. The winner is the pair who are both stripped naked first. One thing we do guarantee is that all dancers have three items of clothing, making it fair for everyone. However, we cannot guarantee how many items the members of the audience have, except to say it is at least one."

Becks thought ahead here. She knew she was wearing only two articles, her dress with a deeply plunging cleavage that she could not wear a bra under, and a tiny pair of lime green G string knickers. She could quite easily be stripped naked on stage, she realised. She felt a thrill of excitement travel through her body.

"There will be a prize offered to the audience member of the winning pair. OK, you all know how it works so let's have the pairs in order from left to right as 1 to 4. Roll the random number generator please."

Becks looked at the handsome dancer who was her partner. God I'd like to ride his cock to orgasm, she thought. Another shudder of excitement went through her as she thought of standing naked with him on stage, maybe kissing him as they won. She looked to see what number she was – three.

A near naked young female stripper pressed the button to roll the electronic dice. After a few seconds two was displayed on the screen. The guy from the audience in the number two pair knelt down and began pulling down the skimpy skirt of his partner, who assisted by turning as he worked it down over her hips. Eventually she stepped out of it and he was left with his nose in her G string covered pussy, accompanied by catcalls from the audience.

"Next number is ........number one."

The woman from the audience in pair number one started pulling her partner's shirt upwards. Again he assisted by turning himself and raised his arms and then bent over as she stood on tip toes to lift the shirt clear of his head. When his shirt was off he gave her a big hug.

The next number was three. Becks chose to remove his trousers first because she wanted to see what was hiding inside. She pulled them down with her teeth, kneeling on the floor in front of him and allowing him to turn so she could pull them down evenly all around. When he stepped out of them she was left with her face directly in front of his almost completely erect and huge cock, covered by thin nylon underpants. She leaned forward and kissed his cock through the fabric for much longer than was necessary. The crowd whistled and catcalled.

The next numbers were four, one, and two, leaving the girl in pair four in bra and G string, the guy in pair one in his nylon underwear, which did little to hide his erection, and the girl in pair two in a G string only. Becks hoped for a few number threes because she so wanted to be naked on stage with her stud.

The next number was three. Becks was tempted to remove his nylon briefs but instead removed his shirt. Amazingly the next number was also three, so she removed his nylon briefs, allowing his cock to spring out to attention. Without much thought she opened her mouth and engulfed his huge cock, straightening her throat from years of practice and swallowing it. Slowly she withdrew, allowing it to pop out, and looked at her guy's face, which was wide-eyed with surprise and appreciation.

The next number was four, leaving both girls in G strings only. This was followed by another four after which her partner stripped her completely, playing to the audience by giving her a sloppy kiss on her pussy. Then followed a two, which caused the other girl to be stripped naked and rewarded with a kiss on her pussy. Then, to Becks relief, a three turned up. Her partner pulled her shoulder straps down, exposing her naked breasts, which he spent several seconds kissing, then he drew down the skirt of her dress, leaving Becks standing in a tiny lime green G string. The audience clapped, cheered and whistled.

The next number was a one, resulting in the other girl having her dress removed by her male stripper partner, revealing a tiny bra and bikini panty set. The next two numbers were a two and a four, resulting in the two male members of the audience losing their shirts. Then came Becks' dream number – a three. Her partner carefully lowered her G string with his teeth, pulling it down all around and revealing her neatly shaved pussy. She turned slowly for the audience, amid cat calls and whistles, then crouched down, spreading her knees wide apart showing everyone her naked and wet cunt entrance.

"Thank you very much. Could the three members of the audience who still have clothing on please return to their seats and collect a voucher for a free drink as you leave the stage. Give them a big hand everyone."

They left the stage carrying their removed clothing and returned to their seats.

"Now, what's your name?" asked the MC coming over to Becks and her partner, now standing with their arms around each other, her partner obviously very aroused.

"Becks."

"Congratulations Becks. Aren't you one of the original strippers for 'Dana's'?"

"Yes, that's correct."

"That explains why you're so happy being naked on stage. So, as I promised you are the winner so you deserve a prize. You can choose what prize you would like. First offering is free drinks for the remainder of tonight; second offering is a free ticket for a Sybian ride; third prize is to be fucked by your partner on stage. Which will you choose?"

For Becks it was a no-brainer. She already had free drinks all night and could ride a Sybian whenever she wanted to. What she really wanted was her partner's fat cock reaming her love tunnel, and being done on stage was an added bonus.

"I'll take the third one please," she said.

The audience whistled, cat-called and cheered at this choice.

"Excellent," replied the MC, once quite had been restored. "You know, only about one percent of women in your position pick that option, so congratulations. Do you want a bed or what would you like?

Becks looked at her partner, now even more visibly aroused.

"How do you want to do me?" she whispered.

"I want you to ride me into the sunset cowgirl style," he replied.

"On a chair or bed?" she asked.

"Hmmm, a chair would be better for viewing."

"We'll have a chair and a cushion please," Becks told the MC.

"What's your name?" Becks asked her partner.

"Gary," he replied.

The chair and cushion appeared very quickly and Gary sat on the cushion on the chair, facing the audience with his cock sticking up vertically. Becks positioned herself in front of him with his back to him and legs wide apart so everyone could see her gaping pussy and his cock about to impale it. She slowly lowered herself, feeling his cock enter her cunt and slide smoothly upwards, ending up hard against her cervix. He must be huge, she thought, to reach her cervix from this position.

She started rocking backwards and forwards, feeling his cock massaging her cunt walls. He reached around and started rubbing her fully exposed clit with one hand while pinching and twisting her nipples with the other. Becks relaxed against him and allowed him to take control of her movements, settling into his rhythm.

The audience started a chant in time with their movements, "Fuck, fuck, fuck ..."

"Oh that's beautiful," she murmured so only he could hear, "Fuck me hard, lover, fuck me well."

Gary pushed harder, moving his hips to create more stimulation for them both. She felt herself responding, climbing the gentle slope to release.

"Darling, I'm going to cum soon, keep going, do me, do me, fuck me hard."

Becks' dirty talk set Gary on the way towards his climax. So he responded "Oh yes, oh yes, this is wonderful , so sweet, I'm so close, can I cum in you?"

"Yes, of course you can, that's what a cunt's for. Cum in me lover, cum now and push me over the edge."

Gary needed no second bidding. With an almighty thrust he seated his cock head alongside her cervix and came, spurting his cum in the far reaches of her cunt. The feeling of him tensing up and spurting his hot cum inside her drove Becks over the edge and she shuddered, tensed then started moaning and thrashing about in front of a very appreciative audience. They were cheering, cat calling, whistling, clapping and making a huge noise which neither Becks nor Gary even heard they were so involved with each other and their combined massive orgasms.

After a few moments they came back to the reality of the situation, acknowledged the audience, stood up with cum dripping from Becks cunt and Gary's cock. They both did elaborate bows, picked up their clothes and walked off stage.

Back stage Becks gave Gary a big hug and kiss, and his cock another kiss and feel.

"What a beautiful monster," she said.

"It's been a real disadvantage," he replied sadly, "I can't keep a girlfriend because as soon as they see it they say it's too big and run a mile. It's wonderful to have my greatest asset finally appreciated by a woman. Thank you so much."

They swapped contact details, Becks offering to spend nights with him anytime he felt like some company. They kissed again and Becks walked back to her seat, still carrying her clothes.

"Lucky you," said Chris, giving her a kiss and hug. "He was quite a stud."

"That's for real. Poor guy can't keep a girlfriend because they think he's too big. I've offered to spend nights with him sometimes. Hope that was OK."

"Yes, that's fine. I'm sure you two will have lots of fun. Gabby and I will keep each other company while you're away."

"Thanks, darling. You're wonderful."

Becks cuddled in against Chris.

"Do you want me to get dressed again or not?" she asked.

"Over to you. If you're happy naked I certainly don't mind the scenery and I'm sure nobody else will object here."

They focussed on what was happening on stage. The MC was introducing the next act.

"One of the interesting aspects of sex is pain. Many people become highly aroused by feeling erotic pain which can be caused by a wide variety of means. One such means is by whipping. So before we go any further, I would like to welcome Todd onto the stage. Todd is an expert with the single tailed stock whip. So without further ado, here's Todd and his assistant for this demonstration, Sexy Sam."

Todd walked onto the stage dressed in a pair of black tight trousers and naked above the waist. Even in his mid-forties he looks quite a stud, thought both Dana and Trudi admiringly. In his hand he held several whips. He was followed by a ravishing blonde girl wearing only a tiny G string.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 09



"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I hope you're enjoying the evening. This is Sam," he indicated the ravishing blonde, "who will be my assistant this evening. Now for a short whips 101 course. This is a riding crop." Todd held up the riding crop Sam had handed him. "As you can see it has a flat piece of leather on the end. It is excellent for hitting gently, accurately and at close range, for example on your slave's arse, pussy or breasts." He positioned Sam so she was easily visible to the audience and then gave her a stroke on each nipple with the riding crop. After each stroke she gave a small yelp and rubbed the pain away with her hand.

He held up a multi-tailed pussy whip. "This one is for whipping a larger area. It appears to be impressive but the energy of each stroke is dissipated over the whole area so you can whip quite hard and have little risk of doing any damage. It is often used for whipping a slave's pussy or breasts so that a general overall feeling of heat occurs. However, it can also be used to punish a woman's clitoris, in which case the punishment is very painful. To demonstrate this I would like to ask Sam to remove her G string so that I have a good view of the target.

Sam looked at Todd hesitantly, trying to work out if he was serious or not and just how far this was going. Todd quietly asked her again to strip off her g strip so she did, slowly and sexily as she had been trained to do as a stripper.

Todd then positioned Sam on a foam pad on the floor with her raised naked arse to the audience, chest on the floor and knees spread widely apart, providing easy access to her pussy lips and clit. He stood alongside her and whipped across her arse with a stroke on each cheek, followed by a hard stroke lengthwise, hitting her arse with the middle of the thongs so that the ends curled around and struck her pussy lips and clit. Sam screamed and collapsed forward onto the pad clasping both hands on her pussy.

The audience clapped, whistled and cheered until Sam slowly stood up again.

"This next whip is called a flogger," continued Todd, holding up a heavy leather paddle. "It is a heavier whip but the pressure is spread over a large area once again. Being heavier, it can cause bruising rather than skin damage, so must be used carefully." Todd again positioned Sam so the audience could see her breasts and landed a blow with the flogger on each one. He then rotated Sam, told her to bend over, and gave her a stroke with the flogger on each of her arse cheeks. Sam yelped at each stroke and once she stood up she rubbed her arse and her breasts to reduce the pain. The audience again clapped and cheered.

Next Todd took a long handled single thong whip. "This whip is a bit more painful because the speed of the thong is increased by the length of the handle and the energy of each stroke is concentrated by the narrow width of the thong. It is a good whip for anywhere you wish to cause a stinging pain to the skin." He positioned Sam so she was facing the audience and gave her several moderate strokes of the whip across her abdomen, finishing with a hard stroke across her breasts and nipples. This final stroke caused Sam to shriek in pain and quickly grasp both breasts with her hands, writhing in an upright position. The audience clapped and cheered as they watched her writhe in agony. After a few moments Todd removed her hands from her breasts, allowing the audience to see the red stripes on her abdomen left by the whip and the red welt across her nipples and breasts, which Todd explained would remain painful for a few days before it then disappeared.

Todd then picked up his pride and joy, the single tailed stock whip. "This single tail stock whip can be used very accurately and with devastating effect. It is very dangerous in non-expert hands and can easily cut the skin or even remove pieces of flesh. This piece of string on the end, called a popper, can cut skin and flesh quite easily. The crack of a whip is caused by the popper exceeding the sound barrier, so it travels extremely fast."

Todd cracked the whip. He noticed that Sam was looking at him with sheer terror in her eyes as she anticipated that he may demonstrate the whip on her.

"Sam is standing here wondering what will happen when I demonstrate this whip on her, so I have to reassure her that I have no intention of whipping her with this stock whip tonight, unless she really wants me to." He noticed that Sam was vigorously shaking her head. "So now that Sam has experienced each of the preceding whips I would like members of the audience the opportunity to experience some of these. Let's start with the riding crop – do we have a young lady in the audience who would like to experience this please?"

After a few seconds, a girl who would have been in her early twenties stood up and walked onto the stage, welcomed by Todd.

"What is your name?" he asked her.

"Emily."

"Thank you for volunteering, Emily. Have you experienced the feel of being whipped before?"

"No, never. My boyfriend has wanted to whip me, says it will make me feel sexy, but I've never been game."

"So why are you game now?"

"Because I trust you and you seem to know what you're doing. Also my boyfriend dared me to come up."

"Hmmm, which is your boyfriend? Will Emily's boyfriend please stand up."

Hesitantly a guy in his mid-twenties stood.

"Come up on stage," instructed Todd.

He walked slowly onto the stage, looking as though he wished the floor would swallow him up.

"What is your name?"

"Alex."

"So you want to whip Emily."

"Oh yes, I think it would be hot for both of us."

"So would you let her whip you too?" asked Todd.

"I haven't thought of that. I guess so, maybe."

"OK, so how about you each whip each other on stage tonight, with my instruction and supervision?"

"Mmmm, I guess that would be OK with me," replied Alex, "How about you, Em?"

"So long as we both did each other that would be OK with me."

"Right, so who would like to go first with the riding crop?" asked Todd.

"Ladies first," replied Alex, "You choose whether you want to whip or be whipped first."

"I'll whip you first. That way you won't wimp out after whipping me."

"So what do we do now?" asked Emily.

"Well, you two both have to get naked on stage. Is that a problem for you?"

"I guess not," replied Emily. "Get your gear off, Alex."

Emily removed her tight white leather miniskirt, revealing a tiny G string beneath. She then removed her dark blue sleeveless top and the tiny bra that it revealed. Finally she turned her back on the audience and slipped out of her G string. Alex just got undressed, shirt, trousers and nylon briefs hit the deck in short order. Todd noticed he had a moderately sized cock, semi-hard, and she had small breasts with hard nipples, indicating that she was quite aroused by the situation.

"Right, so you won't be tied down at all and you won't be whipped hard. The idea is arousal. Alex, bend over the arm of this chair with your feet on the ground and head on the chair seat."

Alex did this, his arse facing the audience. Sam gave Todd the riding crop.

"Now, the parts which are most usually whipped are the arse, breasts, pussy, cock and balls. So we'll start with the arse. Take the whip firmly and give a gentle stroke on his arse cheeks like this."

Todd demonstrated and Alex let out a yelp after the impact.

"Here, Emily, you have a go."

Emily took the whip and very gently applied a stroke on his arse.

"A bit harder now."

Her second stroke was harder and left a slight red mark.

"Shall I give him some more?"

"Yes, give him ten more."

Emily did this, her smile becoming larger as she saw his arse gradually reddening.

"Right, that'll do for now. For the balls, you can do them while he is in this position too. Simply reposition yourself, spread his legs and start with a gentle stroke upwards between his legs like this."

Todd gave Alex's balls a gentle stroke with the whip, which produced another yelp from Alex. Emily started whipping his balls gently.

"A little harder, Emily."

Emily obliged, and soon Alex was wriggling trying to get away from the whip.

"That's probably enough. Remember the balls are very sensitive but they can be toughened up to take quite severe punishment. OK, Alex, turn over and sit in the chair with your legs over the arms."

Once Alex was in position, with the chair turned so his exposed crotch faced the audience, Todd showed how to whip his nipples, allowing Emily to practice, then how to whip his cock, which by now was at full erection. Emily appeared to enjoy whipping his cock, so Todd showed her how soft, very rapid strokes were quite effective on cock and balls. Emily practised for a few minutes, by which time Alex was writhing in pain.

"That's great fun," said Emily, "We'll have to get one of these."

"OK, Emily, your turn in the hot seat. Bend yourself over the arm as Alex did at first."

Todd took Alex through the same procedure, whipping her arse and her pussy lips as she was bent over the arm, letting Alex practice whipping her. From what Todd could see, she was quite a pain slut, asking Alex to whip her harder on a couple of occasions.

Then she turned over and rested her widely spread legs on the arms of the chair, exposing her pussy completely to the audience. 

"Right, Alex, the breasts. These can best be whipped like Emily whipped your cock, short quick strokes. Like this."

Todd demonstrated then let Alex practise. Emily closed her eyes, feeling the erotic sensations pulse through her body from her nipples straight to her clit.

"Now, the best part. As she is positioned now you have easy access to her clit. I suggest alternating a few harder strokes with a lot of soft, rapid strokes. This can usually make a woman cum in a few minutes."

Todd started demonstrating on Emily's clit and pussy, and then handed the whip to Alex to continue. After a few minutes Alex stopped.

"Ooohhh, keep going, I'm so close, please keep whipping me."

Alex looked at Todd for advice.

"Do what the lady wants," he said.

Alex continued to whip her clit and pussy, watching as she came closer to an enormous release. After five hard strokes on her clit she came, writhing in the chair, thrashing about so much that Todd had to hold it still. He pussy gushed liquid as she continued to cum hard for nearly two minutes. Once she had recovered she became aware of the audience, all clapping and whistling. She stood and bowed, as did Alex, then they picked up their clothes and walked off stage, collecting a complimentary entry ticket for two on their way out. They sat back in their original seats, still naked, cuddling.

Todd then asked for another volunteer so he could demonstrate the multi-tailed whip. A woman who appeared more like a girl of about 14 rushed up on the stage.

"What's your name?" asked Todd.

"Sara," she replied.

"Sara, you look like you're about 14 and you must be over 18 to even be here. How old are you, please?"

"I'm 22," replied Sara, "Lots of people think I'm younger than I really am. It's great sometimes, means I can get into movies for kids prices, unless they're adult movies when I have to show id. I had to show id to get in here tonight."

"What does your boyfriend think about you looking so young?"

"Well, that's a problem. I don't have a boyfriend because boys just think I'm a kid, and that I'm not old enough to fuck," she replied sadly.

"So why do you want me to whip you tonight?" asked Todd.

"I don't really know. Maybe to prove to myself that I am a real woman and can take the pain of a whipping."

"So how would you like me to whip you?" asked Todd.

"Oh, please whip my pussy and clit until I cum."

Todd turned to the audience. "Do you want me to whip Sara's pussy and clit till she cums?"

A loud response of "Yes" was accompanied by applause and catcalls from the audience.

"Shall I strip now?" asked Sara.

"Yes, either that or maybe some guy would like to strip you." Todd turned to the audience. "Is there an unattached young male who would like to strip Sara and who would be willing to be her escort and partner for the remainder of the evening?"

Immediately several hands went up.

"Can you all please come up on stage."

Four young guys, looking to be in their early twenties, came onto the stage.

"Right, Sara, would you like to pick a partner? The person you choose will whip you, you will whip him, and then he will be your partner and escort for the remainder of the evening. What happens after that is completely up to the two of you."

Sara chose a well-built young guy with a smile on his kind face.

"Thank you. What is your name, sir?" asked Todd.

"Hugh," he replied.

"Well, it looks like it's your lucky night."

Todd thanked the other guys and told them to collect a ticket for a free drink as they left the stage.

"So, can you both please strip each other naked," Todd instructed Hugh and Sara.

Hugh wasted no time in removing Sara's skin-tight blue top, revealing her small bra-less breasts and flawless skin. He then loosened her skirt and removed that, leaving her standing in her blue G string knickers. Hugh then knelt down in front of her and removed her G string with his teeth, revealing Sara in all her naked beauty.

The audience whistled and applauded in appreciation.

Sara then removed Hugh's shirt, noticing that he was quite muscular, then undid his belt and buttons and pulled his jeans to his ankles. Hugh stepped out of them. Sara then repeated what Hugh had done to her, kneeling down in front of him and removing his brief red underpants with her teeth, accompanied by loud audience approval.

Hugh's cock was by now fully erect and waving in Sara's face. She quickly steadied it with her hand and looked him in the eye as she sucked it into her mouth. It was obvious that this wasn't the first time she had engaged in oral sex as she repositioned her head to swallow the full length of his cock, the bulge it made in her throat being clearly visible to Todd. She then removed it, kissed the head and stood up.

"That's a sample," she said to Hugh quietly.

"Thank you," said Todd, "Now who would like to use the multi-tailed whip on whom first?"

"I'd like to whip Hugh's erect cock," replied Sara quickly.

"Right, Hugh, please get down on all fours facing away from the audience, with your arse in the air and your head on the stage," instructed Todd.

Hugh took up this position and Todd adjusted it so that his legs were widely spread with his rampant cock pointing directly downwards. Sam handed Todd the multi-tailed whip.

"Now Sara, can you come over here please and straddle Hugh, facing the audience."

Sara took up this position, spreading her legs over Hugh's broad back.

"Now, you can start whipping Hugh's arse gently," instructed Todd, handing Sara the whip.

Sara hefted the whip and felt its weight, swinging it through the air to get the feel of it. She then brought it down on Hugh's arse.

"Oooowwww," cried Hugh, wriggling his arse to try to dissipate the sting.

"That's great," praised Todd, "Do a few more strokes like that. Note that the ends of the lashes are hitting his arse. They are the parts that cause the sting as they are travelling fastest. Whip his arse about five more times."

Sara did this, Hugh accepting it stoically now he knew what to expect. Once these strokes had been completed Todd again instructed Sara.

"Now, for the next five strokes I want you to hit lower down, so the middle of the lashes hit Hugh's arse, allowing the ends to bend under and hit his balls and his cock. So vary the height so that sometimes the ends hit his balls and, by going lower still, they can be made to hit his cock and even his cock head. Allow yourself ten more strokes so do eight more then stop."

Sara swung the whip as instructed and watched the lashes curl around Hugh's arse and disappear beneath him. 

"Yeeeoooowwww!" cried Hugh as the ends of the lashes hit his sensitive scrotum and balls. However, the blow was not very hard and he remained in position.

After another three strokes like the first, Sara lowered her swing further, causing the ends of the lashes to curl under still further and strike his cock.

"Oooowwwww," cried Hugh, in obvious pain as he collapsed onto the stage. After a few seconds the pain had dispersed and he resumed his position. Todd noticed that this was really turning Sara on judging by the cunt juice that was dripping onto Hugh's back and running down her legs.

"Three more strokes like that one," he instructed Sara.

Sara applied these with small cries from Hugh after each one, but he remained in position between strokes.

"Now for the final two," said Todd. "I want you to make these two as hard as you can, aiming for his balls the first time and his cock the second time."

Hugh braced himself, hoping that he would still be able to fuck Sara later this evening.

The first hard stroke caused him to double up and roll on the stage holding his balls, rubbing them gently to try to relieve the pain. He quickly resumed his position, waiting for the inevitable final stroke.

Sara concentrated on making it as hard and as accurate as she could, aiming to hit his cock head, which she knew would cause the greatest pain. She aimed and swung. Immediately Hugh let out a howl and collapsed to the stage, holding the head of his cock in his hand and writhing in agony. Quickly the pain dissipated and he sat up, then took Todd's hand and was helped onto his feet.

The audience roared in approval as Sara gave him a full frontal hug and a kiss.

"I hope I didn't hurt you too much," she said into his ear.

"I'll survive," he replied.

"Thank you Sara and Hugh," said Todd after the noise had died down. "Now it is Hugh's turn to whip Sara. Sara, please stand facing the audience."

Sara faced the audience and Todd gave the whip to Hugh.

"Right, Hugh, I want to to start whipping Sara's breasts gently. Just start by allowing the whip strands to caress them."

Hugh started doing this, the tails of the whip gently falling over Sara's breasts. Todd noticed her close her eyes and her face take on a dream-like appearance as she soaked up the sensations.

"You can start going a little harder now," Todd told Hugh.

Sara's eyes opened as the first harder stroke hit her breasts, making them shudder. She started making small sounds after each stroke and was twisting her upper body to try to dissipate the pain. High's strokes became slowly harder.

"Right, four final strokes now," said Todd, "Make them the four hardest you have done."

Hugh did this, slowly increasing the strength of each stroke until the final stroke was as hard as he could.

"Ooowwww!" yelled Sara after the final stroke, reaching up and massaging her small, red breasts to relieve the pain.

The audience clapped and cheered as they observed the pain she was in from the whipping.

"Now Sara, please get into the same position that Hugh was in, kneeling on the pad with your arse towards the audience and head on the pad," instructed Todd.

Sara assumed the position. Todd pushed her legs a little further apart and noticed that her pussy lips were now gaping from the stimulation of whipping Hugh's cock and balls and having her breasts whipped. This will be a painful whipping, thought Todd as he noticed her unusually large and well exposed clitoris poking out from its hood.

"Hugh, can you please apply ten moderate strokes of the whip to Sara's arse," instructed Todd.

Hugh straddled Sara and without further ado he swung the whip against her arse. Sara flinched, screwed up her face but remained silent and in position. Hugh quickly applied the other nine strokes, watching the ends hit her arse, her arse slowly reddening and noticing how arousing it was as precum dripped from his cock onto Sara's back.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 09



"Very good," said Todd, "Now, the same applies to Sara as applied to you. You have ten more strokes, so give her four strokes so that the ends aim for her pussy lips and four strokes that are aimed for her clit. Make these moderate strokes but try to get them to increase in strength."

Sara knew that this was going to be real punishment because she felt her pussy lips gaping open and knew that her clit was protruding out of its protective hood. She felt a tremor of anticipation and fear pass through her body.

Hugh swung the whip for the first stroke. He watched as the ends curled around and spread over her pussy, hitting the lips and insinuating themselves between the lips to impact on her gaping cunt opening.

"Ahhhhgggghhhh!" cried Sara as the pain radiated through her body. However she stayed in position and Hugh readied himself for the second stroke.

The second stroke was slightly harder and Sara bore it stoically and silently, knowing what to expect now and noting that in the aftermath of each stroke she was starting to feel extremely sexy. The third and fourth strokes were harder still, the fourth one causing Sara to give a small scream. Hugh then realigned himself, aiming lower so the ends would hit Sara's very exposed clit. He swung gently, leaning forward to watch the ends of the lashes hit her clit.

"Oooowwwwwww!" yelled Sara as her clit exploded in pain. She remained in place and prepared herself for her ordeal.

The remaining three strokes each brought a cry from Sara but she was able to bear them without moving. By the end she was almost ready to cum. Just a bit more, she thought and I'll be there.

"Right, now, Hugh, two hard ones to finish off with, one for her lips and one for her clit," instructed Todd.

Hugh repositioned himself and swung the whip hard, watching the lashes hit Sara's exposed pussy lips and cunt entrance.

"Oooowwwww, that hurts, it's sooooo sore," sobbed Sara, rolling onto her side and holding her pussy with both hands. 

After a few seconds she moved her hands and looked at her pussy, which was red but the skin was not broken and it felt so, so sexy and ready to cum.

"Oh, please, beat me again," she said to Hugh as she repositioned herself.

Hugh aimed for her clit and swung the whip a final time. The stroke was very hard and very accurate, the ends of the lashes wrapping around both sides of her clit as well as hitting her exposed lips and cunt entrance hard.

Sara almost became airborne, rolling onto her side and she came hard. "Aaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh, that's wonderful, so good, oooohhhh, I'm cummmminggggg!" She cried as her body went into spasms and she held her pussy with both hands.

The audience was in uproar, whistling, cheering and applauding deafeningly through Sara's orgasm.

Slowly she came back to earth and relaxed on stage. Todd offered his hand which she grabbed thankfully and slowly pulled herself to her feet. She turned to Hugh and gave him a big hug and kiss, reaching down to grab his cock and balls.

"Ooohhh, darling, I need this inside me tonight, in fact, now," she said into his ear. "Let's go back to your seat and I'll sit on your hard cock."

"Sounds good to me," agreed Hugh.

They both picked up their clothes and bowed to the audience.

"Thank you Sara and Hugh," said Todd, "Here are two free entry passes valid for a year for entry to 'Dana's' anytime within the next year."

The audience cheered again and Hugh and Sara, still naked, hurried back to Hugh's seat, where he sat down and she faced him, straddled him and sat her dripping pussy on his erect pole, cuddling into him.

Todd now came to his demonstration of the single tailed whip stock whip. He asked for another female volunteer. After a few seconds one very sexy young woman walked up on stage.

"I don't know why I'm here," she said, "You've already pointed out how dangerous these whips can be."

"Just trust me and everything will be fine. What is your name?"

"Jill," she replied. 

"Fine, Jill. I'll do a demo to show what the whip can do." Sam brought a piece of paper and also a piece of timber, about one inch square and two feet long onto the stage.

"I want you each to hold two opposite edges of this paper please. Hold them tightly."

Jill held one side of the sheet of paper and Sam held the other. Todd struck with the whip, cleanly cutting the paper in half.

"Now the timber please, hold an end each as tightly as you can."

Once the timber was in position Todd struck the centre with the whip, partly cutting and partly breaking it into two pieces.

The crowd applauded his skill.

"Right, now a further demonstration." Sam brought a bowl of flat marbles onto the stage and set up a flat piece of timber between two chairs. "Could you please place ten flat marbles along that piece of wood for me, Jill, about four inches apart."

Jill placed the ten flat marbles along the top of the narrow piece of wood. Todd stood back and measured the distance by eye, then swung the whip for ten strokes, each stroke removing one marble from the board.

The audience broke into loud applause.

"Feel happier now?" he asked Jill.

"Yes, mildly reassured."

"Right, now it's your turn. Can you take your top off please."

Jill removed her light sleeveless top revealing that she was naked underneath. 

"Wonderful, now your skirt please."

She slipped off her skirt and then, without being asked, hooked her thumbs in her bikini panties and took them off also, revealing a smooth shaven pussy. Two assistants wheeled a bed onto the stage. The head end of the bed was about a foot higher than the foot end, allowing the audience to see the whole length of the mattress.

"Thank you," said Todd. "Now can you lie on your back on the bed please with you head at the high end."

"Great, spread your legs wide so the audience can get a good view." There were several whistles and cat calls when she did this. "Now I'm going to place a flat marble on each breast, several on your abdomen and one just above your clit."

Todd placed the marbles.

"How are you feeling now?" he asked Jill.

"Terrified," she replied shakily.

"So you know what happens next, I guess."

"I can guess. Just do it please and try to leave nipples and clit attached to me."

Todd measured his distances carefully by eye and swung the whip. The marble on her left nipple shot away and hit the wall. Jill let out a squeal.

"Did I touch you?" asked Todd.

"No, but I sure felt the wind as it just missed me."

"OK, next one."

Todd took the second marble off her other nipple, then each marble off her abdomen, and finally the marble just above her clit.

"Whew," said Jill when they had all gone. "That was amazing."

"Well, not quite finished yet. Have you ever used nipple clips?"

"No."

"Well, here's your opportunity. Stand up please."

Sam gave Todd four nipple clips and four ribbons. He attached a nipple clip to each nipple with the end of a ribbon held between the clip and the nipple.

"Ouch," said Jill, "They hurt a bit, but quite a good hurt."

Todd repeated the clipping with her pussy lips, again attaching the ribbon between the lip and the clip.

"Now, I want you to stand still, facing the audience, leaning forward from the hips with your legs as far apart as they will go."

Jill did this, feeling very nervous once again.

Todd measured his distances by eye again and then swung the whip, cutting off the end two inches of the ribbon attached to her left nipple. He then made a second stroke taking off the next two inches, and continued until there was only two inches left. He then did the same with the ribbon from her right nipple, her left pussy lip and right pussy lip. He then aimed for the clips, hitting each and removing it cleanly from each attachment point. As each was removed, Jill let out a small scream from the shock of the impact and the pain as the blood circulation was restored.

By the end of the demonstration Jill was covered in sweat from nervous reaction to her ordeal. 

"Now, it is possible to use this whip on a person without doing and damage. Would you allow me to do this with you?" asked Todd.

"Y-y-yes, I think so," agreed Jill hesitantly, remembering the effect of the whip on the wood.

"Right, then we need you to be still while we do this." Todd waited while some attendants brought a mobile whipping frame onto the stage. "So I'll tie you to this frame."

Todd and Sam tied Jill to the frame spread-eagled so that her dripping pussy was clearly visible to the audience.

"I'm assuming that you would like to go home with your clit and nipples in place rather than in a bag," he said.

"Yes, most definitely," said Jill, recovering a little.

"So it's important that you hold very still while I make each stroke. Firstly, just so you get the feel of what it's like to be whipped, I'll warm up your abdomen, thighs and back a little."

Todd turned the frame on its wheels easily until Jill's back was to the audience. He then carefully measured the distance by eye and made a light stroke towards her arse, ensuring that the end of the whip struck the frame harmlessly and leaving an imprint of the braided whip across her arse cheeks. This imprint quickly turned red.

"How was that?" he asked Jill.

"It was more pressure than a slap," replied Jill. 

"So I can do some more then?" asked Todd.

"Yes, if you wish."

Todd applied ten more similar strokes to Jill's arse, back and backs of her thighs, the red stripes being very noticeable to the audience. Through it all Jill remained silent and still. Todd then turned the frame around to face the audience and asked again how it felt.

"Not too bad," Jill replied, "There is some pain but not nearly as much as I expected."

"Well, they have only been very gentle strokes. I can do harder if you wish."

"No thank you," was Jill's quick reply.

"OK, so can I continue on the front now?"

"Yes, that's fine," agreed Jill.

Todd continued whipping Jill gently across her abdomen, thighs and finally her breasts, laying one stroke above, one below and one across her nipples.

"Ouch!" cried Jill as the final stroke hit her nipples. "I'm glad that was gentle."

Jill, Todd and the audience watched as the stroke marks turned red. Todd noticed that she was dripping cunt juice onto the stage so was very aroused.

"Do you want to cum?" he asked her.

"Oooohhhh, yess, " she replied, "I feel sooo sexy. Please whip my clit and pussy gently like you did my body until I cum."

Todd turned to the audience. "Do you want to see Jill cum?" he asked.

There was a roar of approval.

Todd turned Jill slightly so that the audience could see past him then positioned himself carefully, knowing that these strokes were crucial to Jill's future sex life. He gave a trial, very gentle non-contact flick of the whip and saw that it was exactly right. He then gave a gentle stroke upwards between her legs so that the whip contacted her pussy about three quarters of the way along the whip, absorbing the energy and preventing the end of the whip flicking upwards to hit and cut her back.

"Ooowwww," cried Jill as the whip hit her clit and pussy lips. Then after a few seconds as the immediate pain wore off, "More please."

Todd made another stroke exactly the same, resulting in Jill silently wriggling her hips before waiting quietly and motionless for the next stroke.

After the eighth stroke Jill moved her hips violently for a few seconds.

"Ooohhh, please, I'm so close, please put me out of my misery; please make me cum. Please do a hard stroke so I can cum."

Todd agreed to do a final, slightly harder stroke and aimed carefully so it would hit her exposed clit. He swung the whip harder and made the stroke.

"Aaaaarrrrrggggghhhh!" screamed Jill as she writhed in a combination of pain and orgasmic ecstasy. "Ooooohhhhh, that's so sore, so wonderful, oooohhhhh, yessssss."

Slowly she stopped writhing and relaxed, hanging on the frame. The audience clapped, cheered and whistled. After a few seconds she lifted her head and smiled. After nearly half a minute the audience was again still.

"That was wonderful," she said, "Thank you so much, it's the best orgasm I've ever had."

Todd untied her and led her to the front of the stage, where she spread her legs and showed the audience her red striped pussy. They both bowed to thunderous applause. Jill, Sam and Todd then left the stage, Jill carrying her clothes and receiving a year's free double entry to 'Dana's' as she left. As she sat down beside her partner, he inspected her closely looking for any damage from the whip. He felt her sopping pussy and gave her a sexy kiss.

The MC came back on and announced that there would be a twenty minute break before the next part of the show, suggesting that people might like to refresh their drinks, use the bathrooms and attend to any other pressing personal matters.

Todd returned to sit next to Dana and Trudi.

"That was a great show," said Dana, "Congratulations."

"Well, I was pleased with it. Jill was awesome, speaking of which, here she is now."

Jill was still naked as she approached Todd. Without invitation she sat on his knee and placed her arm around his shoulders.

"Sweetheart," she began, looking deeply into his eyes, "I know I came on stage but I really need to cum with a cock in me. My partner says it's OK if I fuck you. Would you please fuck me hard so I can cum in a screaming orgasm?"

Trudi and Dana smiled at her. "We're his partners," said Dana, "So he'll need permission from us if he is to fuck you, and it will be with a condition."

"What's the condition?' asked Jill.

"That we get to watch and participate."

"Oooohhh, yes, that sounds really sexy," replied Jill. "How about it darling?" she asked Todd.

"Yes, with one condition also," replied Todd, "I want to whip you some more with a single tailed whip."

Jill thought of the damage this could do. From what she had seen it could easily remove her clit or nipples. How much did she trust this guy who she had only just met? What the hell, she decided, let's live dangerously.

"Yes, agreed. Where do we go?"

Dana left and returned a few seconds later with a key. "Let's go," she said.

"Can my partner watch too?" asked Jill.

"Yes, of course he can," replied Dana.

Jill beckoned him over and the five of them went to a large private room. They introduced themselves to each other.

"Now," began Todd, taking charge, "Jill, I want you with the upper half of your body lying on your back on the bed with your legs and feet hanging over the end on the floor."

Jill positioned herself, which stretched her breasts, pointing her hard nipples high towards the ceiling, and stretching her pussy so that her mound became more prominent.

"Wonderful. You look so sexy like that; what a fortunate partner you have. Just spread your legs wide. That will make it easier for me to remove your clit cleanly," smiled Todd.

Omigod, thought Jill, I hope he's joking.

Todd stood away from Jill and measured the distance by eye to her nipples. He swung the whip gently, letting it just land on the stretched skin of her abdomen then slide off like a snake. He repeated this action, letting the tip of the whip cross her breasts one at a time, letting her body get used to the feel of the whip against her skin again.

Then, with no warning, he snapped his wrist, sending the lash snaking towards her unprotected right nipple, the end just touching it with a very glancing blow.

"Ouch," was Jill's reflex reaction, more from surprise than pain. The sting was ephemeral. No sooner felt than gone.

Todd repeated this with her left nipple, with the same reaction. He then moved a little and repeated it with her clit, just touching her sensitive exposed button, which sent a jolt of white hot electric fire through her body, again no sooner felt than gone.

"Ooohhh, that felt so weird, almost as though I received an electric shock. I sort of don't know whether it hurt or not," reported Jill.

"Todd smiled. "That's exactly how it was meant to feel, my darling. Ready for some more now?"

"Ooohhh yes please."

Todd repeated the sequence except that he added in strokes which just touched her pussy lips, first right then left, and repeated this sequence again and again, using slightly different angles so he never hit the same place twice. Jill twitched and moaned as the fire spread through her body, stimulating her and arousing her sexually like nothing ever had before. Her pussy was gushing girl juice, her nipples hard erect and bright red. She looked like someone in a guy's wet dream and she writhed in a mixture of instantaneous pain which was immediately replaced with uninhibited lust. After just over five minutes of this treatment she came again, hard, long and loudly. She let out an ear-piercing scream as she writhed on the bed in uncontrollable passion.

"Oh fuck me, fuck me Todd, push your hard cock in me, ram it in my cunt, please fuck me hard."

What could a guy do? Todd stripped off his trousers and nylon shorts and let his massive cock free. Dana handed him a condom and he quickly but carefully rolled it on. He aimed his cock at Jill's wide open, well lubricated and defenceless pussy and rammed it in hard, fully penetrating her to the hilt in one massive thrust. Jill's orgasm reached a new high and Todd had to hold her to keep her on the bed and on his cock. He started a hard, fast fucking rhythm, during which she continued to cum hard. After a very short time Todd was ready to cum.

"Here it comes, Jill, take my cum in your cunt. Feel it spurting inside you."

Todd's cock spurted copious quantities of sperm into his condom resting against Jill's cervix. The heat of his cum and the increased pressure deep within her body pushed her to new, never before achieved, levels of orgasm. Todd had his hands full simply preventing her from launching herself across the room. She writhed, shuddered, screamed, moaned and babbled incoherently for well over two minutes until finally she came down from her high and became still. After another minute at least she opened her eyes.

"Wow! That was amazing," she said. "Thank you so much darling."

Todd bent and kissed her, then inspected her nipples for damage. Apart from several small red marks and the marks from her stage whipping, there was none. He withdrew from her cunt and inspected her pussy area for damage; again none except for a few tiny red impact marks and the red stripes from on stage.

Jill's partner, Ricky, came over and kissed her, fondling her breasts and her slick pussy.

"You were so amazing," he said, "I'll remember that scene for the rest of my life. I love you and can't wait to take you home and fuck you."

"Why wait? Do it now," suggested Dana.

Without hesitation Ricky stripped off and rammed his moderate erect cock into Jill's cunt. It took only a few minutes for him to cum, with Jill accompanying him over the top again. They rested together for a few moments, withdrew and wiped themselves down on a towel.

"Wow, that looked so great," said Trudi, "I'll certainly be jumping your bones tonight when we get home, Todd."

They cleaned up and returned to the show, where two voluptuous beauties were in the final throes of a loud and wet 69 session accompanied by wild audience response. As they watched, a ravishingly curvy blonde was cumming on stage, squirting high in the air while her partner was chewing on her nipples.

Jill kissed and cuddled Todd, hugged Trudi and Dana, Ricky hugged Trudi and Dana also and then the two lovers returned to their seats, still carrying their clothes. It appeared that once a person was stripped they stayed stripped, showing a reluctance to dress again. Todd, Dana and Trudi returned to their seats.

After the lesbian act, the MC came on stage and announced that the next act would be one would be an orgasm race, selected audience members versus 'Dana's' strippers. He explained the rules.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 10



 Ch. 10: Painful Sunday

Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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Sunday morning dawned, another fine, warm day. Marcie, Greg and Julie woke relatively early, about 8.30am, and headed to the kitchen where Pam was already busy preparing breakfast. A few minutes later they were joined by Todd, Vicki, Dana and Trudi.

Good morning all," greeted Vicki, "This feels really weird. I've never lived with a family who walk around naked all the time."

"Good morning, Vicki," replied Marcie, "Not all the time; in winter it's cooler and we sometimes wear clothes. We also dress when we go out so we don't get arrested. Otherwise, we're au naturel."

"What a wonderful place you have here. I just love the look of the pool," continued Vicki, gazing out the window at the large pool filled with blue looking water, surrounded by reclining chairs, picnic tables, a few shrubs and areas of trimmed grass.

"You're most welcome to swim before breakfast if you wish," said Marcie, "The water's warm. Only two rules, no clothing in the pool and if you have sex in the pool guys must wear condoms so we don't get cum in the water; it clogs the filters."

Vicki laughed, "Sex in the pool? You're joking, right?"

"No, dead serious. It's a wonderful and common occurrence. I'm sure either Greg or Todd will be happy to take you out for a demo sometime."

"Thanks. That would be awesome, but I'll take a rain check. However, I think I'll have a swim before breakfast."

Vicki walked to the pool, watched closely by Todd and Greg, and put her toe in the water before diving in and swimming a few lengths gracefully.

"She's gorgeous," commented Greg to Todd, "Lucky guy."

"Yes, Dana and Trudi chose well. I guess we'll have to get her gear from wherever she was living and bring it here. She fits into our bed so nicely too," replied Todd.

"I'll bet! I'm looking forward to a visit from her sometime soon. Can you encourage her my way please?"

"Will do, but are you sure an old guy like you can handle such a young filly?"

Greg punched Todd lightly on the arm and, smiling, replied "I'm surprised young guys like you have enough experience to handle these hot blooded girls. I want to show her what a real man feels like. Let's eat."

During breakfast Marcie outlined the day.

"Today is a busy day," she started. "We have Amy's whipping at midday, rubber band duels at 11am, breakfast is scheduled for 10am but obviously we're early so we can organise things. We also have the piercer arriving to fit commemorative rings for those who wish to have them fitted. People will begin leaving around 2pm so can we have a buffet lunch from, say 1pm please Pam?" Pam nodded assent.

"There are several things that we haven't used or demonstrated yet," continued Marcie as Vicki returned from the pool. "For example we haven't used the sex swing yet and I'm sure that the guys would just love to use that with a willing woman."

"We could set that up this morning from 10am till midday if you like, suggested Greg, that way guys could just use it whenever they felt like it or had a break from other activities. We'd need a volunteer to be the 'victim' though and we're all pretty busy with organising stuff."

"I'm not," said Vicki, "And from the sound of it I would love to be the 'victim' as you call her."

They all looked at her, Marcie thinking this would be a great way for her to get to know the guys in the family anyway.

"Well, if you're serious in your offer that would be wonderful, thank you," replied Marcie, "You do realise that you would be tied into the swing with your legs wide apart while all the guys fuck you, possibly several times. You could end up being fucked twenty times in a couple of hours and because it is essentially a rape fantasy type of deal they wouldn't be gentle or care if you cum or not."

"Thank you for your concern, Marcie, but I'm sure and my offer is serious and I'm hardly a virgin. In fact, I'm really looking forward to it," replied Vicki.

"Then that's settled, thank you for volunteering. Incidentally the weekend's safe word is pomegranate so if you do find that you want out, just say that word to one of us and we'll release you immediately."

"OK, I'll remember that, thank you."

Todd was amazed at how keen Vicki was to be fucked in the swing. He knew that she liked fucking, after all she had sat on his cock for two hours last night. Perhaps she's a nymphomaniac, he wondered, comparing her with Becks and Julie who were both self-confessed nymphomaniacs when they arrived. They didn't appear like that now; maybe having sex readily available all the time changed their attitudes, meaning that maybe nymphomania was a disorder that developed due to the fear of the lack of sex. He made a mental note to have a chat with Dana and Gabby about this.

Marcie wrote all the information about today on the notice board and placed it prominently. As more of the extended family arrived for breakfast she took Vicki, Dana and Trudi to the Dungeon to prepare for the busy morning.

While Dana, and Trudi fitted strong pieces of rubber to belts for the rubber band duel, Marcie showed Vicki some of the equipment, explained about the tapered dildo induction which she would have to undergo to become a member of the polyamory group and showed her the sex swing. Vicki was still enthusiastic so Marcie helped her into the swing and tied her in, her hands attached to the chains holding the swing, her waist strapped to the fabric supporting her and her legs fastened to the leg supports, with her knees bent and locked far apart. Vicki felt really exposed in the swing and a shiver of anticipation ran though her as she imagined being fucked again and again by a huge crowd of randy men with huge cocks. 

"So, how does it feel?" asked Marcie, bringing her out of her reverie.

"Yeah, it feels cool," said Vicki, "Bring it on, I say."

"Thank you. I'm pleased you're still keen. We'll give you some lube before you start, after which cum will be the best lube there is. Do you want Greg or Todd to give you sample of how it feels?"

"No, I'll be right, unless, of course, they want to sample the wares first."

At that moment Greg walked into the Dungeon and told Marcie that everybody was up and eating breakfast so they could probably start at 9, in five minutes time, instead of waiting till 10am.

Marcie consulted with Vicki.

"If we started earlier, like at 9am instead of 10, would you still be happy doing this? It would mean an extra hour here. We could always put you in at 10 as planned if you wish."

"I'm fine starting in five minutes," replied Vicki. "I don't need the bathroom or anything so I'll just stay here, don't even bother about releasing me and then setting it up again. Just give me a push so I'm swinging and maybe spin me around a bit so I can get a change in scenery," she laughed.

So Marcie gave her a push and a spin and Vicki lay back in the swing and enjoyed the motion.

"One thing I would like is a pillow please for my head so I can get a better view of what else is happening. I guess I'll miss the rubber duel so will have to experience that later."

Marcie gave her a pillow and placed it behind her head.

"It would be no good you experiencing the rubber duel and then the sex swing as your pussy will most likely be very sore after being pounded by rubber for a while," commented Marcie.

"OK, so what if I was to finish the swing at 11.45 then experience the rubber duel?"

"That's a possibility, but be aware that your pussy will be stretched wide open and possibly quite sore already so the effects of the rubber hitting that sensitive area would be extreme."

"OK, I'll experience the rubber some other time. I'm sure someone will be willing to work with me on that. Thanks."

"No, thank you," replied Marcie, "For volunteering your services in the swing. It certainly enhances the whole morning for everyone."

People started entering the Dungeon in couples or singly, each person being given a belt with a rubber band attached, which they fastened around their waist, leaving the rubber band dangling loosely a couple of inches below their crotch. Several couldn't resist the temptation to pull down on their partner's rubber a little and allow it to slap back against his or her sensitive areas, 

Gradually people gravitated to Vicki in the swing. Those who had not met her before introduced themselves and chatted, the guys in particular paying attention to her many charms and looking forward to sampling them soon. Their partners may not have been as enthusiastic to have such an attractive, fuckable and willing young woman available for their men to ravish, although such jealousy was usually not present, certainly overtly, within the family in which sexual freedom was paramount.

When most of the family were gathered, Marcie talked to them as a group, explaining the morning activities.

"Good morning everyone. I hope you're all enjoyed last night and are fit and well this morning. As you know we have extended our program and started earlier this morning to fit everything in. Firstly, I would like to introduce Vicki. Dana and Trudi found her as a temporary willing sex partner for Todd at the show last night and she and Todd have become an item. She has volunteered to offer herself to you in the sex swing this morning and she is available all morning for your pleasure. Also this morning at 10am Pete, the piercer, will be here to install commemorative rings or any other jewellery which you wish to install. He will be working in the left hand bedroom over there. So if you have booked a time please make certain that you're there promptly. If you wish to use the right hand room or the upstairs bedrooms for private purposes please feel free to do so.

"Lunch will be a buffet, prepared once again by Pam, and will be available from 11.30 onwards. So if you have to leave early this afternoon make sure that you eat before you go. If you wish you can collect some food on a plate and return to watch Amy being caned and whipped by Todd at midday, which will include the use of a single tailed whip which you saw him use extremely effectively last night.

"Also during the morning there will be the rubber band duel starting very soon. You all have your belts with rubber attached and I notice that some of you have already experimented with this to feel how the rubber feels when it contacts your sensitive areas. Believe me, it is a lot more painful when done for real. Dana, can you please organise this event?"

Dana agreed.

"Finally, remember pomegranate is the safe word. If something is happening which you do not wish to continue then you are free to say pomegranate and that activity will cease. Amy, that is particularly important for you as you will be in severe pain during your whipping. It also applies for Vicki, so if you are fucking her and she says pomegranate you must stop immediately and release her from the swing.

"So, have a great morning, enjoy, and in case I don't get a later opportunity, thank you for coming for the weekend, it's been really great to see you all again and to meet those partners and children who we haven't met before. Remember we are all family and you are all very welcome to visit and stay for however long you wish. Safe travels and enjoy yourselves."

The group thanked her and clapped. Dana then took the stage.

"Right, for the rubber band duel, how would you like to do this? We could have a partners' session, where couples use the rubber on each other, we could have a guys versus gals, we could do it randomly all together or randomly within genders, it could be competitive of simply experiential. How do you want it?"

For several minutes there was group discussion then a decision was gradually reached which everyone agreed to.

"So in summary, there are some who would like to work as partners, some who would like work as partners with other partners, some who want it competitive, some for fun, although it's hardly that, and some who want an all-out free for all. So, for a start, let's all draw a number, like last night, blue and pink numbers for male and female."

Everyone drew a number.

"Right, so remember your number just in case it is needed. It may not be depending on your choices. Let's first of all have a demonstration of some of the ways that the rubbers can be used. Trudi and Becks, you gals are into pain as much as anyone I know. Would you like to do a demo please."

Trudi and Becks agreed and the floor was cleared to give them some space. They agreed that Trudi would be the first victim and she stood with her legs apart while Becks pulled her rubber to the floor and let it go.

Becks felt the rubber hit her pussy lips relatively lightly and immediately rubbed the spot to remove the pain. She then repeated the action with Trudi, who also rubbed the pain away.

"So you see that that was relatively pain-free due to the floor limiting the distance that the rubber could be extended. Note the word 'relatively' in there," explained Dana. "Obviously, the more it is extended, the more pain there will be, and also the more damage there could be. "

Becks then crouched down on the floor on all fours, with her head on the floor, knees far apart and her arse high in the air. Trudi took hold of Becks' rubber and pulled it backwards for about ten feet without releasing it.

Dana spoke to the group again. "Becks is in a position which allows the rubber to have access to her entire genital area. As Trudi has this rubber now, if she released it, which she is not going to do," Dana looked meaningfully at Trudi, "It would undoubtedly cause a great deal of pain and do a great deal of damage, especially if Becks clit was exposed. From that distance it could cause permanent scarring, certainly longterm bruising and, if it hit her clit, maybe a permanent loss of sensitivity. If it was a guy on the receiving end it could rupture a testicle. Do it twice and he could be a eunuch. So Trudi is going to release the rubber from a maximum of six feet."

Trudi walked back towards Becks until the rubber was about five feet from her crotch, and then released it. Becks screamed and collapsed forward onto the floor, clutching her pussy and rubbing away the pain. After a few seconds the stinging had ceased, being replaced with the beginnings of the highly erotic horniness that followed pain for her. She stood up and Trudi took up the victim position. Becks pulled her rubber back to about the same distance and released it. Trudi also collapsed forward onto the floor, suppressing a scream and clutching her pussy as Becks had done. She also rubbed away the pain and felt the erotic horniness that replaced it.

Dana continued. "It's also possible to have simultaneous equal releases of the rubber for both people. This is used during competitive rubber band duels."

Becks and Trudi both went down on all fours facing in opposite directions. Dana found a short piece of string and a pair of scissors and tied the two rubbers together loosely. 

"OK, crawl," she instructed.

Becks and Trudi crawled away from each other, stretching their rubbers exactly equally. When both rubbers were stretched by about four feet Dana told them to stop.

"In a competition points are given for the distance apart the contestants are. So as they crawl away they take it in turns to say when to cut the string. So an interesting situation develops. If, for example, it's Becks' turn to call cut, they crawl away and Becks doesn't call until it is so extended that Trudi decides she doesn't want to accept the pain, then she can use the safe word and Becks would win, without even having to feel the pain from the rubber. So it can be a game of bluff. If a person does this a lot, eventually someone will call their bluff and the extremely stretched rubber can cause serious damage to both contestants. So you can get into some interesting situations."

As she finished she cut the string and both women, taken by surprise, screamed and fell forwards holding their pussies as they rubbed the pain away.

"These two have played this game before many times. Both are pain sluts. As they rub the pain away each time, they each become hornier. So this time I'll let either of them call 'Cut' and see how far they are prepared to go." 

Dana smiled broadly at Becks and Trudi, knowing that this game of chicken was right up their alley but at the same time hoping that neither would be totally stubborn. As they repositioned themselves she heard Trudi whisper to Becks "You call when you're ready, I won't" so she knew that they weren't going to go all out and injure themselves for no benefit.

Dana tied the rubbers together again.

"Crawl," she ordered and the women started crawling away from each other. Dana watched the stretching rubbers anxiously as they stretched a total of six, seven, eight, nine, ten feet. She had set a limit of twelve feet total, six feet for each rubber, before she would call it off; it was approaching this limit when Becks called "Cut." Dana cut the string. The rubbers hit the women's pussies with a loud crack and both emitted shrieks of pain as they collapsed onto the floor, holding their pussies with both hands and rolling on the floor, moaning in agony. After a few moments they stood and hugged each other. 

"Can we see your pussies please?" asked Olivia.

Becks and Trudi sat on a table, leant back and spread their legs wide. Many people in the group had a close inspection of their exposed pussies, noting the slight red marks and the one much darker red line from the final release. They also noticed that none had hit their clits and the women in particular imagined how painful it would be if the rubber did hit the clit.

Once it was relatively quiet, and Trudi and Becks were no longer on display, Dana continued.

"So you can clearly see why we impose a six foot rule for fun use. Of course if this was to be used for punishment the distance can be increased and sometimes a small, hollow perforated plastic ball can be fitted to the rubber and the clit can be used for target practice. The furthest release that I have experienced is ten feet, as a punishment, and I wasn't interested in sex for a whole week after that; the longest week of my life," she grinned.

"So, over to you, play and be careful. The scissors and string are on the table. Have fun and remember, guys, and gals if you wish, to make use of Vicki in the swing."

People started talking in small groups and very soon women and some partners were experimenting with the rubbers. Every now and then there would be a shriek from someone experiencing the stinging pain of rubber against tender skin.

Jeff walked over to Vicki and introduced himself.

"How come you got this job?" he asked.

"I volunteered," replied Vicki, "You are going to fuck me not just talk, aren't you?"

"Oh yes, my dear, I will certainly be fucking you. I need to get rid of all my cum today because Amy will be useless for a week at least after the whipping she's going to receive from Todd."

As he was speaking he had moved between her legs and was feeling her pussy, noticing that it had lube on it and was also wet from her own juices. Jeff was hard as a rock, having become very turned on by the rubber demonstration.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 10



He tentatively pushed the swing, noticing that it swung back forcing him to step away. He adjusted the height a little so that Vicki's cunt entrance was level with his cock. He pushed her away again and lined his cock up as she swung back, feeling her cunt entrance impale itself on his cock a short distance. He pushed her away again, harder, and this time missed by half an inch, his cock hitting her clit causing her to screw up her face in pain.

"Sorry," he apologised.

"That's OK, whatever you do is fine."

He pushed her away again, still harder, and she returned, impaling herself almost completely on his cock, then sliding backwards off it again.

"Hold onto my cock with your cunt muscles and then I'll fuck you properly," he told her.

Once more he pushed away, even harder than before and this time she impaled herself fully on his cock, his balls hitting her arse, before sliding off despite trying to hold on. The following attempt was better and she managed to hold herself still with his cock fully inside her. Jeff began a rapid, full depth fuck which she really enjoyed. Just as she was feeling her orgasm approach Jeff came, holding himself still inside her and leaving her high and dry as he poured his juices into her cunt. After a few more seconds he withdrew.

"Thank you," he said, kissed her and walked away.

Jeff went to Amy and told her about fucking Vicki.

"Did you enjoy her?" asked Amy.

"Oh yes, she's great and the wonderful thing is that I didn't need to keep going to make her cum. I came then just walked away."

"You animal," said Amy, "You don't need to treat any woman like that. Anyway, it's probably the last time we'll have sex for a week or more so come with me and fuck my brains out, and you'd better make me cum lots."

They went to the right hand room and closed the door. There were no locks on any doors so they couldn't lock themselves in, which didn't really matter.

Rae and Bridget were involved in a rubber band duel. They had experimented with short extensions and were now ready to try out crawling away and cutting the string. Gene had agreed to be the cutter. As they crawled away from each other he watched the length of the rubbers increase until at around eight feet total he cut the string.

Both girls howled in pain and rolled on the floor in agony clutching their pussies. After a short time they removed their hands and Gene had the pleasure of inspecting the damage. Each had a red stripe across her pussy lips but otherwise there was no visible sign of anything at all.

"We want it longer this time please," instructed Bridget. "Can I say when to cut it?" she asked Rae.

Rae hesitated, knowing that Bridget was more adventurous that she was and feeling a little fearful.

"OK, but Gene, don't allow it to go more than the twelve feet total please."

"OK," Gene promised. He tied the rubbers together and the girls crawled apart slowly, feeling the tension of the rubbers pulling on their waist belts and increasing with every step they took. Gene watched the rubbers stretch, eight, nine, ten, eleven feet.

"Cut" called Bridget.

Gene cut the string and immediately the room was filled with howls of agony from both girls as they rolled on the floor, holding their pussies and both sobbing from the pain. It was several minutes before they presented their pussies for inspection and Gene noticed a bright red welt running across both set of lips.

"That looks painful," he said, feeling quite horny from watching this, "I suggest maybe a little less distance next time."

"Well, that's up to me this time," said Rae. "It's my turn to call."

Bridget had expected Rae would end the game and was quite surprised by her move. They resumed their positions with the string replaced and crawled away from each other. Gene expected Rae to call cut earlier than Bridget had and was surprised when the stretch was around ten feet, then eleven, and still no call. He was about to tell them to reverse when Rae called 'Cut."

Gene did, and their reactions to the pain were identical to before. Inspection this time revealed another welt on each set of pussy lips. He also noticed that they were both very aroused, their lips spreading apart and leaking horny girl juice.

"This time I want you to release the rubbers separately," Bridget told Gene, "Pull them back together the same distance and then release them separately when each of us says cut. The one who cuts last gets to do it to you."

Gene had been trying to avoid that. He really didn't want his balls messed about with by a piece of fast moving rubber. However, he agreed with one condition.

"OK, but before you crawl away I want to pull your pussy lips apart and as you crawl I want you to keep your knees as far apart as possible. OK?"

"They agreed. Gene took hold of the two rubbers near the centre, pulled their pussy lips apart exposing their tender inner lips and clits, peeking out from their hoods, and told them to crawl. They focussed on keeping their knees apart while he focussed on keeping the rubber the same length. They were approaching six feet when Rae called "Cut". Gene released Rae's rubber and watched as she howled in pain, shuddering and convulsing on the floor. Bridget took one more step then called "Cut". Gene released her rubber and the effect was dramatic. She let out a series of screams, hyperventilating and sobbing as she lay on the floor thrashing around. Dana came over to check on her, and both Dana and Rae, her own pain forgotten, comforted Bridget as she very slowly got her breathing back under control.

"Let's have a look at your pussy, Bridget," said Dana.

Bridget spread her legs and the cause of the pain was obvious at once. A bright read welt was very evident central between her inner lips, across her cunt entrance and directly over her now swollen clit.

"Oh you poor darling," comforted Dana, "That was right on your clit. It must have hurt terribly. Lucky it was only from six feet and not further or you might be permanently damaged."

After a few more minutes Bridget was able to stand and continue the game. As the last to call she was to release Gene's rubber. 

"Lie on your back on the floor with a cushion under the small of your back to lift your arse off the floor," she commanded Gene.

Gene assumed the position requested and Bridget positioned his legs to be about a foot apart, as she thought this would guide the rubber straight to his balls.

Bridget stretched Gene's rubber down past his feet. "How far do you think, Rae?"

"Oh, a bit further, say four feet."

Bridget pulled the rubber down a little further than let it go.

Pain shot through Gene's body, ending up as a gut wrenching pain in his abdomen, feeling as though he had been kicked in the balls, which effectively he had. He rolled on the floor, clutching his balls gently, waiting for the pain to disperse. After about two minutes it was bearable and he could sit up and allow Rae and Bridget to inspect the damage. There was a bright red welt running across the left hand side of his scrotum and along the underside of his cock, which until now he hadn't noticed because of the pain from his balls.

"I think we got the left ball, said Bridget, do you want to have a go at the right one, Rae?"

"Oh yes, let's see if we can do it again."

Gene repositioned himself and this rime Rae drew back the rubber, deliberately aiming for his right testicle. She released the rubber from about five feet and her aim was true. Gene doubled up in pain once again, just managing to avoid vomiting from the nausea in his belly. It took several minutes before he could spread for inspection and the girls were overjoyed at the matching pair of welts across both sides of his scrotum. Already his balls were swelling and they were very painful to touch. 

"Look, Rae, he's also got matching welts on his cock," exclaimed Bridget.

Rae and Bridget left Gene commiserating on a chair and went off to see what they could find. Gene's cock was stinging and he felt it needed some attention so, noticing that Vicki was free, he went over and introduced himself. They chatted for a minute or so, Gene showing her his swollen balls and stinging cock and asked if he could dip his cock into her pool to cool it down.

"Absolutely," she replied, "That's what I'm here for."

Without further ado Gene fucked Vicki's sloppy cunt hard, cumming after a very short time but avoiding putting any pressure on his aching balls. He withdrew.

"Sorry, it hurts too much to keep fucking so you can cum," he told her.

"That's OK, I've taken six loads of cum and cum myself five times so far and I've only been here an hour."

They kissed and Gene left.

A guy walked in the door and Pete the piercer was here. Marcie greeted him and took him to the left hand room for him to set up. She heard noises from the other room and had noticed the door shut for some time. Then she heard Amy scream a loud, long primal scream. She excused herself and cracked the door, peeking through to check on Amy. She was sitting on Jeff's cock and had obviously just cum. Marcie decided all was well and shut the door again. She noticed that others had heard the scream and Amy's brothers, Steve and Paul, came over.

"Seems to be OK," Marcie told them.

"We'll just check anyway," Steve replied, opening the door. They both walked in.

Amy turned around and looked at her siblings.

"You OK, Sis," asked Steve.

"Oh yes. I just had the biggest cum of my life but I'm still horny as hell thinking about my impending whipping. Can you guys fuck me please?"

"Both of us?" asked Steve.

"Yes, quick and hard, one after the other. I need a week's worth today."

Amy climbed off Jeff and came over to Steve, rubbing her body against his and squeezing his rapidly hardening cock.

"Oh I love your cock," she said, "Remember how we used to play together as kids? You'd squirt water up my pussy and in return I'd punish your cock by hitting it with a stick?"

"Did you play those games too?" asked Paul, "I thought that we were the only ones who played them. I know I played them with Rae as well, and I guess you did too, Steve,"

"Anyway, big boy, are you going to fuck me or do I have to ask Paul?"

Steve laid Amy on the bed, pulled her legs apart and pushed his rigid cock into her very well lubricated cunt. Together they fucked up a storm, resulting in Steve cumming after a couple of minutes, during which time Amy had cum several times. Steve withdrew and Paul took his place, continuing the frenetic rhythm which gave Amy several more orgasms. He then came and withdrew.

Amy looked at Jeff sitting on the bed, his cock now erect from watching his beloved cum so frequently. She pounced on him again and sat on his hard cock.

"Do me, do me again hard," she commanded.

Steve and Paul slipped out the door unnoticed as Amy began to have almost continuous orgasms on Jeff's cock.

"Whew, what a scene that was," said Paul when they had closed the door.

"Yeah, awesome, but I think I still need more relief. I'm off to see Vicki again."

A queue soon formed as Pete began work. He was quick and an excellent operator, fitting rings mainly to clit hoods. He also fitted several to labia and a couple to guy's cocks, usually at the base where the scrotum is attached; he'd found most guys like the business end of their cocks to be natural and free.

So the morning progressed. At around 11am Todd checked on Vicki who appeared very happy, giving him the stats of her efforts; she had cum seventeen times and taken fourteen loads of cum in her. There must be some empty guys out there by now, thought Todd. He made her stats nineteen and fifteen before leaving her.

By midday some people had plates of lunch, some were sporting new erotic jewellery, all had rubber marks on cocks, balls, pussy lips and the occasional clit, and Amy was totally fucked out. Vicki was released from her voluntary bondage, with her stats being that she had cum 22 times and had received 19 loads of cum, an average of over two loads per guy there. Everyone gave Vicki a round of applause and grateful thanks.

"Thank you all, you know where I'll be so cum again sometime."

Amy and Todd approached the whipping area. Todd had spoken to her and she was adamant that she wanted her pussy whipped with his single tail whip, that she wanted him to draw blood and was aware that it could result in permanent injury or loss of sensitivity in her clit.  She also realised that she would not be able to have sex for a considerable time. Todd suggested that he 'warm her up' with a multi-tailed whip to other parts of her body as well as her pussy, followed by use of the riding crop and then a cane. She agreed to this. Secretly he dreaded using his single tail whip on anyone, especially someone as young, cute and sexy as Amy.

Todd stood her in the frame and tied her feet to the floor, spread well apart, and her wrists to the lifting beam, using padded protection to avoid blood restriction and rope burns. He raised the beam a little to stretch her but not place all her weight on her arms. Her body looked amazing as she stood there, breasts protruding proudly; hairless, exposed pussy waiting for torture.

Todd took the multi-tailed whip and began on her arse, giving a few moderate strokes, continuing with her thighs, abdomen, breasts and pussy, swinging the whip both sideways from both sides and between her legs from front and rear. As the whipping progressed, Amy's body showed pale red welts and gleamed with a sheen of sweat, from the whipping and also from the emotional anticipation of what was to come.

After 20 minutes of this Todd stopped and ran his hands over her warm, moist reddening body. She was dripping from her cunt, showing serious arousal. He lowered her slightly and transferred her ankle bindings to a split cross bar, raising that bar until her ankles were at about the same height as her breasts. He then split the bar, moving her legs far apart to provide free access to her pussy. Her pussy lips gaped open, helped no doubt by her morning's activities.

Todd then continued where he had left off with the multi-tailed whip, whipping her entire body except for her head, but focussing on her pussy. The thongs of the whip found their way between her pussy lips on almost every stroke, stinging her cunt entrance and her clit. Amy had been silent until now but the leather hitting her clit caused her to give small screams and occasional moans. Todd had also increased the strength of the stokes he was using, especially when whipping her breasts, which were now red and covered with welts, although the skin wasn't yet broken. After 15 minutes of this he put the whip down and ran his hands over Amy again, feeling the welts that had now appeared over most of her body and feeling pleased that so far there was no blood.

Todd changed whips, using a riding crop on her clit and nipples, using fast but moderate strokes designed to stimulate as well as cause pain. Amy emitted a high pitched keening wail as he concentrated on her clit for several minutes. After that he released Amy from the frame and bent her over a waist high wooden padded bar, attaching her wrists to her ankles. He then took a cane and started caning her arse gently, slowly increasing the strength of his strokes. After ten or so strokes Amy was sobbing from pain and welts were clearly visible across her arse cheeks. He released her and she immediately rubbed her sore arse with her hands.

"That hurt so much," she told him, "Thank you for punishing me. Now what's next?"

"There's lots more to come," replied Todd, "Are you certain you want to continue?"

"I absolutely need to continue," replied Amy. "How do you want me?"

"Back as you were for the riding crop, on your back in the frame with legs wide apart."

Todd helped her back into that position and when she was firmly fixed in place he moved between her legs with the cane. Slowly at first, and then more rapidly he applied soft strokes to her clit and pussy lips. Amy closed her eyes and revelled in the feeling of her clit and pussy lips being stimulated by the cane strokes. She felt them driving her towards orgasm; felt her pussy lips relaxing and spreading widely apart as her womanly fluids leaked copiously from her cunt and dripped onto the floor. 

Todd noticed Amy's progressive arousal and slowly increased the speed and the strength of the cane strokes until Amy was panting and moaning as she approached her orgasm.

"Yes, yessss, like that, ooooohhhh, it's so good, oooohhhh yessss, ooooohhhhh I'm soooo close, closer, yes, yes, yesssss," she finally screamed as she writhed about in ecstasy, cumming hard.

As Amy came, Todd gave her two hard strokes of the cane on her pussy lips followed by one on her clit, which drove her to cum even harder.

"Aaaaarrrrrgggghhhh!" yelled Amy, thrashing wildly in her bonds, followed by a continuous high pitched moaning wail for nearly a minute. Slowly her movements decreased in intensity and her sounds died down until she was simply lying there, panting and exhausted.

It was time for the main event, the single tailed stock whip, the kind used in Australia for driving cattle. It was a fearsome weapon, eight feet long and weighing several pounds, made of thick, tanned kangaroo hide leather plaited along five feet of its length with a three foot thin leather fall and a cord popper or cracker on the tip, which made the crack as it travelled faster than the speed of sound and which could cut through skin like a surgeon's knife.

Todd ensured that everyone moved back so they were a safe distance from the whip. He then cracked it a few times, noticing the fear in Amy's face as she bit her lip apprehensively but said nothing, apparently determined to go through with her self-imposed punishment.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked her.

"Oooohhhh, y-y-yes please. Please whip me hard with your long whip. Please hurt me, cut me, hurt my pussy, kill my clit and nipples, make me unable to cum with your whip."

Todd cracked the whip a few more times then applied a gentle stroke, letting the fall land across Amy's belly. A welt appeared immediately but Amy did not react. He laid another gentle stroke alongside the first, another welt appeared and again no reaction.

"You do know that you can stop this when you want to with the safe word pomegranate, don't you? If you simply say no more, I will keep going. Only pomegranate will stop the whipping. Are you OK with that?"

Amy nodded her head in understanding.

"I will also stop if you pass out," added Todd. Amy nodded again.

"Please, I need you to do it. Just do it, Todd," she replied.

Todd took aim at her breasts, using quite a hard stroke of the whip that laid the fall across both breasts above the nipples. Amy screamed and convulsed, then remained quiet and still. Todd repeated the stroke from the other side below the nipples, resulting in another welt, another scream and more, slightly longer, convulsing, then stillness.

He stood a little further from Amy and aimed the tip of the whip at her nearest breast, letting just the tip of the cracker strike the side at the edge of her aureole. Amy screamed and wriggled her breasts, trying to escape the terrible sharp pain. A fleck of blood appeared on her breast where the tip had cut the skin. Todd walked around her and evened her up again, with a similar response and another fleck of blood at exactly the same spot on her other breast.

Jeff had a quiet word to Todd and then went and spoke to Amy, who replied by shaking her head vigorously. As he passed Todd he told him she was adamant that she wanted to continue.

Once again Todd went closer to Amy and used a moderate stroke of the whip, laying the whip across her abdomen in such a way that the fall wrapped around her and the cracker cord made a small cut. Amy screamed as a circular welt appeared on her body and blood appeared at the small cut. Todd repeated this three more times, spacing the strokes evenly between her ribs and her hips. After each stroke Amy screamed and writhed in her pain, before coming back to rest. There was still no sign that she wanted the torture to stop.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 10



Todd moved down to her thighs, aiming his whip to land the fall from her groin to her knee on the sensitive inside of her left thigh. He was using increasingly hard strokes, hoping that this would cause Amy to stop before he had to whip her really sensitive pussy with this dreadful weapon.

The fall struck the length of her thigh and Amy reacted with a loud bellow, attempting in vain to close her legs to protect the sensitive area. A welt was immediately apparent from just above her knee to beside her pubic mound in her groin, a few flecks of blood showing in the upper thigh area and a small cut from the cracker oozed blood onto her lower abdomen.

Jeff was showing signs of stress and had to be restrained by Greg, who was telling him that people had free will to make choices and that Todd was the best person to do this because he really didn't want to hurt Amy, but at the same time it was Amy's right to choose this if she wished, which she clearly did. Gabby, Amy's mother, was also clearly distraught and was silently weeping but knew enough to know that any intervention was futile. Chris just looked on dumbfounded that his daughter was making these painful choices, but also admired her determination and courage in seeing this through.

Todd had moved into position on Amy's other side and repeated the stroke on her right thigh. Amy's reaction was similar, a loud bellow followed by violent movement as a welt appeared with blood flecks and another small cut oozed blood.

Todd hated what he was doing but he knew that if he didn't continue, then Amy's self-destructive drive would take her somewhere else where she could get hurt really badly. He was trying to hurt her enough so that she would stop the whipping before he whipped her pussy, but so far the strategy didn't seem to be working. He decided to try her arse.

Todd lined up the whip so that the end foot of the fall would contact her left arse cheek. He made the stroke harder than the earlier ones in the hope that it would be a deterrent, but as the welt and blood appeared and Amy writhed in agony, she still showed no sign of stopping. The matching blow on her right cheek made no difference to her apparent resolve either.

Todd laid two more strokes on her arse cheeks parallel with the first and still there was no sign of ending this torture. Back to the breasts, he thought.

He lined up his whip carefully and made a moderate stroke. The cord cracker touched her left nipple, cutting it and starting a small flow of blood. Amy screamed for at least 15 seconds as she writhed with the agony of her injury to the very sensitive nipple.

"Are you sure you wish to carry on?" asked Todd once she had quietened down.

"Oh, yes," she replied, "This is awesome. Everything I have ever dreamed of. Please continue. Thank you so much."

Resigned, Todd made the same stroke to her right breast gaining the same response and the same injuries. He aimed between her legs.

His first stroke from this position was aimed down the length of her abdomen, from between her breasts to her pubic mound. He carefully aimed and landed the fall down the length of her abdomen, the cracker making a small cut between her breasts.

Amy screamed and screamed as she convulsed and shuddered in agony. A welt, flecked along its length with blood, quickly formed and the cut again oozed blood. After three to four minutes Amy lay quietly resting, waiting for the inevitable blows to her pussy.

Todd did not want to damage the beautiful pussy lying wide open to him. So he fudged the next blow, laying the fall gently from her clit to her arse straight between her wide open pussy lips, but in such a way that it landed progressively along its length instead of slapping onto the skin all at once. Even so the cracker made a small cut just above her clit. Amy screamed and writhed uncontrollably as the pain poured through her body from the blow to her clit. Maybe a few of these and she would call it quits. He placed two more in the same place and the same way, each time eliciting the same frantic response from Amy. After the second stroke she called him over.

"Todd, sweetheart, you're fudging your strokes there. Make them harder, cut me, mutilate my pussy, please, Todd, please. Do it for me, please."

What do I do now, thought Todd? He had never whipped a person this hard before and certainly never had anyone ask him to do permanent damage to their pussy area. He felt that he had to give her one more just like she's asked for and hoped it would be the final blow.

He lined his whip up with her pussy, aiming for her left pussy lips and aiming to miss her clit and cunt entrance. He gave her a medium to hard stroke there. She screamed and bellowed as the fall struck along her pussy lips and the cracker opened up her left outer labia, causing blood to pour from her engorged lips and drip onto the floor. For at least two minutes she thrashed about in her bonds, moaning loudly, before she settled down, the blood flow reduced and she said with a smile, "I'm ready for the next one, Todd darling."

Todd repeated the stroke on her right pussy lips with exactly the same result from Amy and again blood poured onto the floor from the sliced engorged outer labia. Once she settled down again, Todd spoke to her gently.

"You have been a very brave woman and have accepted far more punishment that I have ever given anybody. Nobody would blame you for stopping this now. Are you willing to stop this now?"

"No, absolutely not," replied Amy, "Please keep going and give me the one final stroke you have been building up to. Please, one last hard stroke down the centre of my pussy lips, hitting and cutting my cunt entrance and destroying my clit so I can no longer cum. Once you have done that, hard enough for my liking, then I'll say the safe word."

"As you wish," replied Todd, "But I must warn you that never being able to cum again is a really tough sentence for an 18 year old."

"I know and I have my own reasons. Just do it, please, now."

"OK, if you're absolutely certain."

"I am. Beat my clit and cunt entrance hard with your long whip. Make me bleed.  Make me unable to cum. Just do it, please sweetheart."

After this exchange there wasn't a dry eye amongst the onlookers. Greg was physically restraining Jeff and Marcie was cuddling Gabby, who was sobbing and muttering "Where did I go wrong, what did I do to her?" over and over.

Todd returned to his position between her legs and adjusted his position minutely to provide the most effective shot. He reached back and made his hardest stroke of the day, placing the fall almost directly down the centre of her sex saddle, twisting his wrist at the last moment to deflect it to the side of her clit, but seeing it land alongside her clit, opening the tender skin, then continue to cut her cunt entrance and split her perineum. Blood flowed from the shocking wound and Amy went into orbit, convulsing and screaming for a few seconds before nature took its course and she lapsed into unconsciousness. Todd threw his treasured whip into the corner of the room, collapsed onto the floor and wept. Trudi sat beside him with her arms around him, rocking him gently as you would a young upset child.

"Sweetheart, you're not a bad person," Trudi told him. "You did just what Amy wanted, demanded in fact.  I don't know her story but she undoubtedly has one and needed you to do what you did. She selected you because you are the only person she could trust; you are the best. Please don't feel bad about it; feel honoured that you were able to give her exactly what she wanted and even spare her clit, which I know you missed deliberately." 

Thank you sweetheart," Todd replied, kissing Trudi. "I hate hurting people but sometimes it seems that people use me as a tool to hurt themselves. I find it is a very difficult position to be in. Moral judgements always depend on the perspective of the person viewing them. Thank you for giving me another perspective."

Quickly Marcie and Dana, with other helping hands, released Amy from her bonds and laid her gently on the bed. Marcie, a qualified nurse, then tended to Amy's wounds, stitching the cuts in Amy's nipples, perineum, pussy lips, vulva, alongside her clit and elsewhere on her body before Amy awoke and would need more general anaesthesia. Marcie noted that Todd's stroke had not damaged Amy's clit, landing as it did about a quarter of an inch to the right. She then plastered antiseptic and topical anaesthetic cream on all the serious welts, whether they were bleeding or not.

After a further fifteen minutes Amy awoke and lay there, remembering what had happened and taking stock of her body. Considering what she had been through she didn't feel too bad really. She opened her eyes to see several people looking down at her.

"Welcome back," smiled Jeff. "How do you feel?"

Amy managed a smile. "Not bad, all things considered."

Gabby sat down next to Amy.

"Sweetheart, what brought this on? What made you want to be sexually assaulted and beaten? What did Chris and I do wrong in your upbringing? Why this self-destructive drive?"

"It's a long story, Mom, and certainly nothing that you or Dad did. You were both wonderful to me. When I was in my early teens I watched a movie, a true story of a woman who was sadistically beaten to death for the sexual gratification of a group of males. The guys who did it were never caught, never brought to justice. Somehow I got it into my head that I didn't deserve to live if she didn't deserve to live. It was almost as though we became one and I had to be beaten to death too. So I made up my mind that I had to face this challenge, to be beaten and survive, for her. So as you probably noticed, I would dress provocatively and go to dodgy places alone as a teenager. Subconsciously I was trying to go down the same path as that woman in the movie. It didn't work; I was never kidnapped and beaten like her and I was still unharmed. I began to feel really guilty about this; survivor guilt I think you would call it except that for me it was all self-imposed and imaginary. Today I have been sexually beaten and have survived; the feeling that I must be beaten and survive for her is now gone, as is the guilt. It's as though she has left me and can now rest in peace. Don't ask me to explain it, but just know that I now feel worthy of being alive, worthy as a sexual being. I feel that all the issues I have had have now gone, as though I have been scrubbed clean emotionally. Perhaps at some level I had to travel that road, face those fears before I could become a real person. Now I have. Where's Todd?"

Amy looked around and Todd came forward. She reached up and placed her arms around him, bursting into tears.

"I'm so sorry I made you do that. Thank you so much. I just couldn't explain why I needed that before; it's hard enough to explain it now. Please don't feel bad about hurting me. I did really need that and thank you for being so careful and for missing my clit. Yes, I did explore and you're a quarter inch to the side; you never miss your target by that much. Thank you, my dear sweet uncle Todd."

They kissed gently and lovingly. Then Amy spoke to Jeff.

"So now you know why I had to do that, why I was at times so nervous when we were together and why I sometimes took you to places you didn't want to go. I'm sorry, sweet darling, I'm now healed and will be a very different girl from the fearful one you have known."

"Well, that's the roughest sexual therapy I've ever seen. Thank you for explaining."

They kissed lovingly and he sat alongside her. Others dispersed, returning to their lunch or piercing sessions or other forms of Dungeon play. After a while Jeff helped Amy up the stairs and they ate lunch in the shade by the pool, Amy having to sit very carefully.

"Can we stay another day?" she asked.

"Darling, we can stay as long as you wish. I can't think of a better place to recuperate."

After lunch people started leaving, farewelling everyone else before heading home in cars or a shuttle to the airport. By late afternoon the only non-residents remaining were Jeff and Amy, Peta and Justin with their children, and Rae, Bridget and Gene, who had all arranged to stay longer. Todd had taken Vicki to her previous lodgings to collect her belongings and the rest were lounging by the pool, recovering from the weekend.

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Aftermath:



Two weeks had passed quickly since the weekend of 'Dana's' 25th celebrations. Gene, Rae and Bridget had stayed for a few days, organising a lesbian night which everyone enjoyed even though Amy was still unfit to participate to any great extent. 

Peta, Justin and their children stayed for a week during which time Marcie and Greg really enjoyed getting to know their young great grandchildren. Peta and Justin enjoyed the freedom of being naked all day and the sexual freedom of choosing their sleeping partners each night. Justin made full use of the erotic services on offer by Vicki, who seemed to need to have sex several times a day to 'maintain my sanity', as she put it. This provided some relief for Peta, who was still breastfeeding and had difficulty keeping up with Justin's libido, and for Todd, who also had to service Dana and Trudi sexually. Everyone was sad to see them depart and hoped they would return and stay again soon. 

Amy and Jeff stayed on. Both were young and had no real commitments, Jeff having been made redundant when the electronics business he had worked for as a design engineer had downsized. Amy was really intrigued about psychology and the workings of the mind, especially after her self-destructive urges which she was pleased to note had now completely disappeared. She had long discussions with Dana and Gabby and looked set to stay on and study psychology at the same university they had graduated from many years ago. Amy and Jeff would soon make a choice about their futures but it seemed almost certain that they would collect their meagre belongings and move into the big house, occupying one of the guest rooms on a permanent basis.

Amy's wounds were healing extremely rapidly and with minimal scarring, thanks to Marcie's use of a natural healing cream high in vitamin E which prevented scarring and also the fact that she had no need to cover the wounds as she wore no clothing to rub them. However, Marcie had advised her to stay out of both pools until they were fully healed so that the risk of infection was minimised. Amy felt really bad at not being able to cater for Jeff's sexual needs during her healing time but he was very understanding. Of course, so was everyone else and he was never short of female company to relieve the pressure in his balls. Vicki in particular received his attention at least once a day.

This still didn't solve the problem of her sexual needs. Fortunately as Todd had left her clit intact, she could use a tiny clitoral vibrator with which she was able to stimulate only her clit, bringing herself to several enjoyable orgasms each day, but still missing the feel of Jeff's cock in her cunt when she came. Seeing her in this situation provoked Jeff's thinking to turn to electronic means of sexual arousal and stimulation, a field which appeared to be a logical extension of his electronic expertise in micro ultra-high-frequency applications. He began discussing development possibilities with Greg and Marcie.

Reports of the celebrations at 'Dana's' had stimulated local interest increasing the attendance on the following two Saturday nights and even during the weeks. There was a developing need for additional dancers and Amy was very keen to learn all that her parents' generation had to teach her about this. She saw this as a means of putting herself through psych school, just as Dana and Gabby had before her. However, there were still several weeks before her body would be healed sufficiently for her to start physically dancing. Amy also found that since her whipping, she had become an insatiable exhibitionist, probably a latent tendency kept in check by her fear of being beaten to death. She would now quite freely walk naked in the front garden in full view of passers-by and motorists as well as in the secluded rear area. As she said, "If they wanted to see, she was willing to show them. What was wrong with that? They didn't have to look."

During the evenings it was customary for people to congregate in and around the main pool or, in cooler, adverse weather, in the spa pool. Amy had developed the habit of using this time to masturbate her clit with the borrowed vibrator, not discreetly but openly, facing the main group, with her legs wide apart. Of course, nobody minded the eye candy which she provided, but it was an interesting change in behaviour which had Dana and Gabby intrigued, just as much as this strong drive intrigued Amy, making her even more determined to perform at 'Dana's' when she was fully healed. Jeff was also puzzled at this change in his girlfriend but accepted it, looking forward to the time when he would be able to fuck her properly again, without Amy's hidden hangups interfering with her enjoyment.

Greg, Marcie and Julie lay in bed one Sunday night, dreamily discussing plans, possibilities and people.

"You know, this family is changing," said Marcie, "Just look what has happened in the past couple of weeks. Julie has returned, wiser, older and still sexy as hell."

Julie, who was at that time holding Greg's cock and gently playing with his balls, blushed unseen.

"I've always been sexy as hell," she said defensively.

"I didn't mean it as a bad thing," replied Marcie, then continuing, "Jeff and Amy have taken up residence, reducing the average age remarkably and bringing all sorts of new possibilities, and Vicki appears to be a permanent fixture, helping out with the guys when the other women can't cope."

"Well, if you look backwards, you'll see that the family has been changing forever," said Greg. "Maybe it is a healthy sign. If a family becomes static, maybe it's a sign that it is unhealthy. Just look at the number of miserable middle aged people married for years but unchanging in habits. You don't see many, or even any, who are healthy. It's always good to bring younger people into the family, and into bed," he said, giving Julie a kiss. "It keeps us oldies young at heart."

"Mmmmm," replied Marcie thoughtfully, "I wonder where to for the future then?"

"I don't know," replied Greg, "But all I know is what I'm about to do in the present. Come over here, you sexy wench," he said to Julie, "You've made me hard as iron so you'd better be ready to fix that situation."

"Oooohhhh yes, I'm always ready to deal with hard problems," replied Julie as she rolled on top of Greg and eased his cock into her sopping wet cunt while Marcie turned on the bedside light and propped herself up on her elbow to watch her husband and Julie making love.

What a wonderful, love-filled life we all have, she thought as she gently caressed her clit.



Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 11



Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

5. This chapter was suggested by a comment from a reader. I hope it does justice to your concept. Enjoy.

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The noise was incredible. The music was on full bore, the huge Saturday night crowd was cheering, clapping and yahooing, and Celeste heard it all through a sea of pain as yet another blow of the cane landed on her sore, red and swollen pussy lips. The ropes suspending her cut into her legs, arms and breasts as she swung slowly on stage, her knees held wide apart, the final act of a BDSM strip show and one which caused her real pain every fortnight. 

Scarlett prodded her with the end of her cane as she pranced around wearing her impossibly high heeled shoes, black mesh stockings stopping a few inches below her pussy and nothing else. She knew she had another ten blows to administer to Celeste's pussy lips, breasts and arse and was dragging it out a little, hyping up the crowd so that their possibility of obtaining greater tips was increased.

She drew back the cane, Celeste heard it swish and tensed as it landed hard across both nipples, shaking her tightly bound breasts. She screamed in agony, genuine not faked, as her nipples took on a rosy hue and a few flecks of blood appeared. Nine to go, she thought.

The next blow was to her arse, once again hard and accurate, the welt forming quickly. Then back to her pussy lips, the cane landing across one lip and her clit. Celeste screamed in agony as her sensitive clit sent waves of red hot pain through her body. She opened her eyes in time to see Scarlett smile an evil, sadistic smile. The following blow landed across her other pussy lip and clit, causing yet another scream as white hot pain surged through Celeste's body. 

Scarlett returned to her breasts, landing another stroke across her nipples, not quite as hard this time; Scarlett must have found a smidgen of sympathy somewhere or maybe she remembered that they took turn-about and it was her turn to be sub next week. It was still hard enough to make Celeste add her scream to the cacophony of sound in the room. 

The rest of the blows fell as individual waves in an ocean storm, present, adding to the maelstrom yet individually insignificant except for the final stroke which was hard and landed on her clit only, the incredible pain causing Celeste to tense her whole body. However, the caning was over for another fortnight. The rest of the torture was bearable - just.

Scarlett reached into the back stage area, pulled on a pair of gloves and brought out a bunch of fresh stinging nettles. Walking slowly around Celeste she whipped her with the nettles. The poison from the fine stings penetrated her skin, especially where it had been broken, causing painful welts to rise. Celeste screamed once again, partly from the stings, partly acting, as her skin took on a lumpy redness from the accumulating toxins.

After several minutes of this Scarlett was ready for the finale. She reached again into the back stage area, picked up a large hot chilli pepper and a peeler. With exaggerated effect she peeled the chilli and then slowly inserted it into Celeste's wide open cunt. As the capsaicin did its work, Celeste let out a series of screams as she felt that her cunt was on fire. Scarlett kept the pressure on the chilli, holding it in against the pulsing muscular contractions that sought to expel the intruder. She then took a short piece of rope, fastened it around Celeste's waist with the knot at the back and passed the loose end of the rope between her pussy lips, tying it tightly to the waist rope in front, holding the chilli in place while also putting pressure on her clit.

Celeste writhed in agony, her screams having become whimpers. Scarlett untied Celeste from the rope suspension and lowered her to the floor, supporting her to stand unsteadily as the blood rushed through her legs. Celeste gazed into Scarlett's eyes and saw real tears at the pain she had inflicted.

"Are you Ok?" mouthed Scarlett.

"I'll live," replied Celeste, "Just get it over with."

Leaving her breasts tightly bound, Scarlett tied a rope to the bonds and proceeded to lead Celeste through the crowd, allowing the patrons to feel the welts from cane and nettles, push the chilli further into her cunt and, most importantly, push notes into the waist rope as tips.

Once they had completed their crowd tour, they remounted the stage, thanked and farewelled the audience then went back stage.

"Whew, that is always intense but tonight seemed to be more so than usual," said Celeste.

"Yes, I noticed that you seemed to be feeling pain more tonight than usual. Must be getting old."

They both chuckled at Scarlett's comment as she released Celeste's now purple breasts from their bondage, removed the crotch rope and chilli, and started applying their own lotion mixture consisting of antiseptic, topical anaesthetic and nettle toxin antidote to Celeste's skin. Celeste coated her fingers in another soothing cream and carefully applied that to her cunt to reduce the stinging and swelling caused by the capsaicin.

"Well, look on the positive side," suggested Scarlett, "At least after the treatment your cunt's received tonight you won't have any drunk sailors to contend with for the rest of the night. I've probably got a few hours screwing still to do while you sleep."

"Well, just don't make a noise when you come to bed whenever that is this morning."

"Ok, I'll try, but you are a light sleeper and after a night like tonight I'd just like you to hold me tight," replied Scarlett.

They dressed, split the tips half each and walked out to the office, Celeste to sign off and Scarlett to begin her work as a whore, noticing that she had three bookings already.

Celeste walked the two blocks to their apartment, letting herself in and heading straight to bed. She would have loved a shower to wash off the seediness of the whole night, but that would have washed off the lotion which was healing her sore body. A shower would have to wait. She stripped off, collapsed onto their big bed and was asleep immediately.

Later that morning Celeste stirred as Scarlett quietly let herself into the apartment and came to bed. The two women snuggled together, each taking comfort from the other's warmth and humanness in a relatively non-humane existence. They slept peacefully together until early afternoon when hunger pains woke them.

"How are you feeling now?" asked Scarlett.

"Hmmm, not too bad all things considered," replied Celeste.

"That's great. I'll apply some more lotion and cunt cream for you if you like."

Celeste knew her lover well enough to know that she was feeling horny and this was code for starting a session. Her drunken clients last night had obviously cared little for her own sexual needs.

"Mmmm, that sounds nice," agreed Celeste. "I must have a pee first though."

Celeste dealt to this need then climbed back into bed, watching Scarlett's sexy body as she prepared some 'breakfast' for them both, placing that on the side table.

"Thought you'd like some strawberries," said Scarlett, bringing over a large bowl of them. "I'll just whip some cream to go with them."

She busied herself whipping some cream with the hand beater, bringing a bowlful over to the bed.

"Lie on your back and spread your legs," she told Celeste. "You're going to be my breakfast bowl for a while."

Celeste lay on her back and Scarlett placed spoonfuls of cream on her nipples and clit, adding a strawberry on top of each cream mound.

"Mmmm, you look delicious. Good enough to eat."

Scarlett began licking around Celeste's left nipple, removing the cream and then eating the strawberry and finally ensuring all the cream was removed, licking and sucking her nipple for far longer than was really required. She repeated the process with the right nipple, then descended to Celeste's clit, licking the cream first from her cleanly waxed pussy before eating the strawberry and spending many minutes sucking and licking her large clit to a state of engorgement. Celeste moaned softly as she enjoyed the sensations radiating throughout her body from her sensitive and still painful clit.

"Ooohhh, darling, if you keep that up for much longer you'll have me cumming," she purred.

This was just the feedback Scarlett needed so she redoubled her efforts, sucking, licking and nibbling Celeste's clit and pussy lips, noticing the taste changing as the cream mingled with Celeste's natural feminine lubrication. Celeste was in heaven, eyes closed, rolling her head from side to side as she luxuriated in the deep, erotic sensations pulsing through her body. She was close, becoming closer by the minute, then she was there.

"Oooohhhh, yes, yes, yessss, bite me, hurt me, squeeze my nipples, yessss, I'mmm cummmmingggg!" she cried as her body thrashed on the bed in ecstasy.

Scarlett watched in awe, as she always did when Celeste came, amazed at the depth and intensity of her orgasms. Slowly she came down from her high and Scarlett lay beside her, caressing her body which she loved so dearly.

"Mmmm, that was wonderful. Thank you my lover," she said, drawing Scarlett's head down and kissing her deeply. "What a great breakfast. Must me my turn to eat I think."

The lovers swapped positions and Celeste repeated for Scarlett what she had done earlier. The strawberries were delicious, but not nearly as delicious as causing and watching Scarlett reach her own shattering orgasm. 

Once that was complete, they fed each other strawberries and cream until they had finished breakfast.

"It's time you had more lotion," decided Scarlett. "Let me see how you're healing and rub some more on you."

Celeste rolled onto her stomach and Scarlett gently massaged her back and the welts she had made on her arse, rubbing the lotion in to continue the healing.

"Not looking too bad," she commented, "Considering the beating I gave you last night. I have to confess beating you really turns me on. Is that the same for you?"

"Oh yes. I really cum hard after I beat you. Maybe we should not limit ourselves to just one beating each fortnight; perhaps we could do it in private right here more often."

"Mmmm, maybe. We'd have to be careful not to leave marks. Management wouldn't like it if we showed obvious signs of beatings outside work hours."

"Yeah, I guess so. Still turns me on though."

"Roll over onto your back now, darling. I want to do your front."

Celeste rolled over and Scarlett started rubbing the lotion into her breasts, fondling her nipples, getting them hard and pointy. She then looked closely at her pussy lips, opening them and inspecting her cunt, which was wet but showed little signs of the harsh treatment from last night. She started rubbing lotion onto Celeste's lips and then changed to the cream for the chilli, rubbed it inside her cunt, reaching inside as far as she could with her fingers.

"I think I need help to get the cream right to the end," she told Celeste. Hang on a sec."

Celeste realised this meant it was toy time and wondered what Scarlett would choose. She soon found out when Scarlett returned wearing a huge black strapon dildo, the one with the clit pad for the wearer, which she liberally coated with cunt cream.

"This should reach," she said, with a broad grin on her face. "Spread those legs wide, lover."

Celeste did, helped by Scarlet who pushed them wider still until her thighs were angled upwards slightly towards her head and her cunt was wide open and flowing in anticipation. Celeste felt the head of the dildo at her opening, then felt immense sexual pleasure as it slid easily into her well lubricated tunnel, reaching the end before the base reached her clit, as it always did. She felt Scarlett wriggle her hips, seeking greater penetration and felt the dildo head slip alongside her cervix and press against the very end of her cunt just as the base plate ground itself against her still bruised clit.

"Ouch," she said involuntarily.

"Am I hurting you, darling?" asked Scarlett caringly.

"Yes, just a little. My clit's still bruised from the cane and the end of my cunt hurts when you force that monster into me."

"Aww, poor little thing. I love inflicting pain on you, just as you do on me, so suffer, I enjoy it."

"Yes, I will, I enjoy pain also. So fuck me hard with that huge dong of yours. Make me hurt; make me cum. Fuck me hard please."

Scarlett did. They fucked for the next twenty minutes during which time Celeste came to three orgasms, Scarlett two from the pounding of the clit pad against her clit. Finally she rolled off Celeste and lay beside her.

"That was wonderful," said Celeste. "Far better than with a guy. You never go soft at the worst possible time and you don't squirt me full of that sticky babymaking goo either. And you're not afraid to hurt me, which is wonderful. Now get that thing off, I need to fuck you."

"Oh please do," replied Scarlett, fumbling for the straps. "I came but it's different and less satisfying than cumming with a full cunt. Strap it on and fuck me hard."

Celeste strapped the dildo on, positioned Scarlett on her stomach with several pillows under her hips and pushed the dildo into her wet and gaping cunt. In this position deeper penetration was possible so Celeste continued pushing once it was in full depth, gently causing her cunt to extend in length until it was fully inside.

"Ooohhh, I feel so full!" exclaimed Scarlett. "I feel it's going to come out my throat. Mmmmm, fuck me good, fuck me hard, hurt me."

Celeste did just that, pushing the dildo into Scarlett's cunt as hard as she could, pressing the baseplate against Scarlett's clit and the clit pad against her own clit, and reaching around Scarlett's chest to grip and squeeze her hanging breasts. Scarlett came first, Celeste pulling and twisting her nipples painfully to increase and extend the sensations. Celeste came soon afterwards, causing her to thrust deeply into Scarlett, triggering yet another orgasm for her. They continued until they each had a final gentle orgasm then collapsed on the bed together and fell asleep in each other's arms.

It was late afternoon when they awoke, had a drink, ate a snack and then checked out the internet for any messages.

"Hey, look at this," said Scarlett as she read the latest news in the online 'Strip' newsletter. "There's a woman here in Nevada looking for her daughter named Emma. Isn't that your name in real life?"

"Yes it is, although I use it so infrequently that I'd almost forgotten it. Let's see that."

They read the item together. 

'Mother seeks daughter, name of Emma, last seen about 25 years ago, abducted by her father. Would now be 28 with a birth date of 15 June. If you are this person or know of this person please contact Becks at 'Dana's Strip Club', Nevada.'

Celeste reread the notice, tears coming to her eyes.

"That's my Mom," she said, tears now running down her cheeks, "I'm sure it is. I can remember my father, Jason, talking about Becks but said she had thrown us both out and he didn't know where she was, so I wasn't to try to contact her. And my birthday's 15 June. It can't just be coincidence"

Scarlett held her as she sobbed, the emotions of 25 years finally finding an outlet. Slowly she regained her composure.

"What do I do? If I do find Mom, what about us? Do we just let each other go? What if it isn't Mom, what if it's all just coincidence?"

Scarlett rocked her gently as you would a distraught child.

"Let's take things one at a time. Firstly, you owe it to yourself to check this out, if you want to. You could always do nothing and..."

"That's not an option. I must check this out, even if it's only a slight chance. I've wanted this for so long, yet part of me is dreading it. What if I don't like my mother? What if all the horrible stories that my father told me about her are true?"

"There, there. Nobody said you have to stay with her once you meet, even if she is your mother. You're a grown woman, you can make your own choices in life. But I feel that you owe it to yourself to at least find out."

Celeste calmed down a little, letting Scarlett's good sense sink in.

"Yes, you're right, darling. Thanks for your common sense. Will you come with me when I visit, please? What if Mom won't accept that her daughter's a lesbo?"

"Of course I will. I love you and will very definitely support you in your quest. I am certain that we'll be accepted for who we are. After all, she has given an address care of a strip club, so she doesn't have much moral high ground to stand on, does she?" 

"No, I guess not. So when do we leave?"

Scarlett didn't answer but instead checked where 'Dana's' was online. 

"Best if we fly there. It's a long way to drive from Miami. I have a week's leave owing, do you have any?"

"Yes, about eight days I think. Can we just go, like, now?" 

"Better check with work. We'll also need to arrange flights. Can I do all that for us?"

"Yes please, darling. If you could that would be great. I'm sorry, I'm a bit of an emotional mess at present. It's the absolutely last thing I would have expected today."

"I understand. In your situation I would be the same and you'd do for me what I'm doing for you. I'll see what I can find online."

For the next half hour Scarlett was busy arranging for leave for them both, booking flights and a rental car from the airport to Dana's. Eventually it was all done.

"We leave tomorrow morning, Monday, at 1005, arriving at around 1100, having changed time zones on the way. So we should be at Dana's just after lunch, assuming they're open then. Do you want to give them a call?"

"No. I want to see the look of surprise when I first meet Mom. If there's nobody there during the day we can always return in the evening and go to the show, seeing your Mom on stage before you meet her, assuming she's a stripper. She must be mid-forties by now at least. Maybe she's not stripping anymore; maybe she never was; perhaps it's just a contact address. There's so much we don't know."

Scarlett held her again. "Just take things one step at a time. Everything will work out exactly as it's destined to work out; you don't need to plan for situations that may not arise and which you have no way of knowing will or won't arise. If the worst comes to the worst, we have a great holiday trip, see a few strip shows, maybe even perform as guest performers, then come home. Incidentally, I haven't booked any return flights so we can return if and when we want."

"Darling, you think of everything. Thank you. Where would I be without your common sense?"

They spent the remainder of the day and evening talking and packing. The packing was a problem. Would they return? They needed to take all they valued and leave the option open that they could just leave everything else to be cleaned out by the landlord of they didn't return. Their bond deposit would cover the penalty rent and cleaning. So they both packed their meagre belongings ready for tomorrow, before going to bed and to sleep, excited by what the near future held.

The following morning they were up early, caught a cab to the airport, checked in and waited for their call. They were both excited, for Celeste equally by the possibility of meeting her mother today, after 25 years, as by the possibility of starting a new life. Eventually they boarded and enjoyed the flight, landing at the airport a few minutes late. They rented their car, found out where they were going then drove to Dana's, arriving, as predicted, just after midday.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 11



Dana's was open. Immediately their first fears disappeared. They met the woman at the desk, named Julie according to her name badge, and asked if a woman named Becks was available.

"Becks isn't here at present," replied Julie, "Can someone else help you?"

"No. this is a personal matter," replied Celeste. "Is there anywhere I could meet with her please?"

"Well, we don't usually allow people to simply meet with our employees and certainly don't give out their personal details. I could call her and ask if she would like to meet with you. Who should I say is calling?"

"Celeste. But she won't know me by that name. Just tell her that I wish to discuss Jason. That should ring a few bells."

Celeste and Scarlett stood there while Julie phoned Becks and gave her the message. She looked up a couple of times, giving details of estimated age, height and other personal characteristics. Then she went white as the blood appeared to drain from her face and her eyes started to tear. She then hung up.

"Becks will be here in a few minutes. Would you like to take a seat please. By the way, do you know anyone called Emma?"

Now it was Celeste's turn for tears.

"That's my real name. Becks must be my Mom." Tears started in her eyes as the three women held each other. After a few minutes they regained some sort of composure and Scarlett and Celeste sat and waited. Shortly afterwards the door burst open and Becks arrived, panting from running from her car park.

"Mom!" yelled Celeste, opening her arms and falling into Becks' open arms, "Is it really you?"

"Emma, my darling, I searched everywhere for you. You found me. Oh my darling, at last, at last ..."

Mother and daughter held each other wordlessly, their bodies saying far more than their tongues ever could, tears of joy streaming down their faces and the faces of Scarlett and Julie who observed the reunion with feelings that were difficult to define.

Eventually Emma and Becks held each other at arm's length and looked at each other, noting how similar they appeared and the signs of life's treatment of each of them.

"You look so wonderful," said Becks, "Not at all as I imagined you. In my mind you were always three, always a baby, not the wonderful mature woman I see before me now. Thank you so much for finding me."

They embraced again then Emma introduced Scarlett to her Mom.

Scarlett gave Becks a hug. "It's awesome to meet you, Becks. Celes.., oops, Emma mentioned her Mom several times but I had no idea that you would find each other. What an amazing reunion. By the way, Scarlett is my stage name, just as Celeste is Emma's; my real name's Paula."

"Oh, so what do you do? Are you actresses or something?" asked Becks.

"Something like that," replied Paula.

"Actually, Mom, we're strippers and whores," said Emma, taking the bull by the horns. "That's how we found your notice in the stripper newsletter."

Becks gave them both a hug. "Like mother, like daughter I guess. I'm certainly not here to judge you. I've been a stripper and prostitute myself with 'Dana's' ever since they took me in as a distraught girl who had just lost everything, including you. I've been here ever since."

"This is Julie," continued Becks, introducing Julie who gave them each a hug. "She's one of us also and just happened to draw the daytime shift today so she could witness this amazing reunion. Oh, I can't believe we've found each other again. We've got so much to catch up with. It'll make great pool conversation for the next few weeks I'm sure," she said looking at Julie.

"We have a large pool at home, which used to be 'Dana's' strip club but now houses some of the staff, if we can call them that, they're more like family than staff," explained Becks. "Sometimes we all sit in the pool and discuss things about the day. A real round table discussion without the table. I'm guessing you'll be staying with us for a while, won't you? There's lots of room. You can have a guest room each and perhaps you could do a guest appearance at 'Dana's' one night, but I'm getting ahead of myself. And of course we're all naked in the pool; I hope that won't put you off."

"Mom," began Emma, thinking how strange and wonderful that word was coming from her mouth, "Firstly Scar.., oops, Paula and I are sexual partners so only one guest room is needed, preferably with a large bed. Secondly, we'd be overjoyed to go on stage at 'Dana's'. We have an interesting BDSM act that you would probably enjoy, having read about the type of shows you put on here on your website. Thirdly, we have no commitments to return to Miami so we could discuss the possibility of a more permanent arrangement here sometime maybe."

"Oh. Ok, thanks for all that info. Time will tell. Meanwhile you must be starving as it's lunchtime here without taking time differences into consideration. Let's go home and eat. Do you have a car?" asked Becks.

"Yes, a rental just outside. We'll follow you."

They gave Julie hugs, promising to see her later at 'home', as they were coming to know the place, then followed Becks' car, arriving home shortly afterwards. They followed her inside carrying their bags and were introduced to the other residents who were currently having lunch.

The first thing Emma and Paula noticed was that everyone was naked and they all had healthy, all-over tans. 

"Are we overdressed?" Emma asked Becks.

"For summer, yes you are," she replied quietly. "The standard clothing around here is nothing in summer but in winter we often wear some clothing for warmth." 

"Listen everyone," continued Becks louder, "I'd like to introduce my long lost daughter Emma and her partner Paula. They've just arrived from Miami. They are both strippers and prostitutes so should fit in well here. I don't know how long they're staying so be nice and they may stay longer."

Everybody in the group around the huge table introduced themselves. Then Becks turned to the two girls. "You can get naked whenever you want, if you want. I'm certainly going to." 

Becks suited her actions to her words, removing the light cotton dress to reveal her tanned naked body. Emma and Paula looked at each other and then followed suit, removing their clothing and piling it on their bags.

Two of the guys in the group looked them up and down with interest, letting out appreciative whistles.

"Forget it, guys," said Becks grinning, "They're self-confessed lesbos so you don't get a look in."

"Just my kind of challenge," replied Todd, "Come over here, darlin'," he drawled to Emma, imagining a mother-daughter fuck fest.

"Don't mind if I do," replied Emma, walking seductively around the table and sitting on Todd's knee. "You reckon you've got the goods for me?" she asked, giving his hardening cock a flick with her finger.

"Anytime you're ready, darlin'," he replied, receiving a nudge in the ribs from Dana's elbow.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, maybe many years ago but now he's all talk. However, if you're short of a bed mate some night I could be interested," smiled Dana.

Todd noticed the cane stripes on Emma's arse cheeks and breasts and, out of curiosity, he had a closer look at her pussy lips.

"Spread your legs a little, sweetheart," he told her, peering closely at her lips, "So who's been beating you with a cane recently?"

"Paula. It was our last double act at the strip club. We take it in turns to be domme and sub. I was sub last time, obviously. They'll heal in a couple of days."

"So you're into BDSM then? Welcome to the club. You'll find all you want here. Maybe you'll put on your act for us at 'Dana's' one night."

"Yes, we'd love to do that," replied Emma.

Paula was also accepted into the good natured group, exchanging banter while they made space and found chairs for the guests and helped them to some of the delicious looking food on the table.

After lunch Becks showed them to a guest room, with Paula approving of the king size bed, then showed them around the extended mansion, indicating the pools, Sybian room, which put huge grins on both girls faces, and the other facilities and amenities.

"A couple of rules. No clothing or cum in the pools - they both clog the filters. So if a guy cums in you in either pool you have to hold it all in while you get out to drain," explained Becks with a grin. "Otherwise it's pretty much a place where you use your common sense. That includes not using equipment unless you know how to use it," she added, leading them downstairs to the Dungeon.

Both girls were stunned by the array of BDSM equipment before them. Much of it was gear they had only read about.

"When do we get to use this?" asked Emma.

"You'll be given training and opportunities to experiment and test yourselves on it whenever the opportunity arises. The guys will probably help you a lot; they like seeing women suffer in the nicest possible ways. Marcie and Dana will also teach you a great deal here."

They turned to leave, following Becks upstairs again, admiring the flawless skin on her buttocks with her pussy lips peeking between her legs.

"Mom," asked Emma hesitantly, "Do you ever sleep with women?"

Becks laughed. "Of course, honey. Is that a proposition? Anytime you're interested, so am I. Hopefully you'll become interested in men too. Everyone here is bisexual, which means that mixing and matching is loads of fun. There are several polyamory units. Marcie and Greg are married and have Julie as their polyamory partner. Todd is in a polyamory relationship with Dana, Trudi and Vicki, although Vicki in particular was often in other beds as well, and Chris is in a polyamory relationship with Gabby and me. Amy and Jeff are also in a polyamory agreement but have no other partners yet. Pam was married to David, who passed away a while ago, and she generally doesn't participate in sexual activities anymore but could probably be persuaded by a gentle, sensitive approach. However, these relationships vary and visits to other groups are the norm rather than the exception. Vicki recently left on a road trip. Nobody knows if or when she'll return. One thing that you will have to do though is to become initiated into the polyamory groups. This can be painful as it requires you to have a huge tapered dildo inserted into your cunt. That's something that you may wish to do sometime soon so you can participate in all the sex play that is available."

"Oh," replied a thoughtful Emma, uncertain whether she wanted to be fucked by a guy after her previous traumatic love life and dubious about having such a dildo forced into her. Paula made no comment.

Emma and Paula went to their room and lay on the bed. They cuddled together, naked as they liked it, kissing and petting each other.

"What an amazing place," said Emma. "I've never found such a welcoming group before. Do you think we might stay here?"

"I get the feeling they would certainly accept us if we chose to stay. I guess we don't need to make up our minds today."

They lay together and slept, recovering from their journey and late nights working. As the afternoon drew to a close there was a knock on the door.

"Emma, it's Mom."

"Come in, we're dressed the same as everyone else so don't be shy," called Emma.

Becks opened the door and noted the two lovers embracing each other on the bed, waking from their nap.

"I just thought I'd let you know that people are gathering at the pool for their traditional afternoon swim. You're most welcome; in fact, even more than that, you're expected as we don't get guests like yourselves very often."

"We're on our way," said Paula, getting up, giving Emma a hand up and then making her way to the ensuite.

Emma and Becks left the room, walking to the pool together, still not quite sure that this was all real.

"I love you so much," said Becks. "I guess I'll be telling you that lots to make up for all the times I wasn't able to say it as you grew up. You'll have to tell me about your childhood gradually as time permits and I'll tell you about my life also."

"That sounds great. We're debating whether to stay or go back to Miami. I'd like to stay and have no commitments, but I sense that Paula would like to return. We'll just have to wait and see. I really don't want to split up with Paula. She's been my rock through some very hard times."

They walked between the naked sunbathers, with some wolf whistles from the guys, to a couple of vacant recliners and lay in those, continuing their conversation. After a few minutes Julie arrived, now naked also, and joined them.

"I see you're settling in. What a great reunion it was. I can't believe that Becks hadn't seen you since you were three. Amazing. Anyway, welcome to the group. I hear that you're lovers. If you want some variety just ask any woman here and I'm sure that she'll be only too happy to share a bed with you. I suggest you sample the guys too, far more gentle and caring than normal guys, unless you want them to be rough when they are, like, wow!"

"Thanks," replied Paula, "We'll definitely keep it in mind."

"So Emma, are you going to tell us all about your life since you were three or would you prefer to just tell me, or maybe not say anything? I'd really like to have a long chat so we can share how our lives have been while we were apart. It would certainly help to start the rebonding process, if that's what you want."

"I'm not sure what I want yet, Mom. I'm still coming to terms with our reunion, let alone trying to summarise 25 years into a few minutes. I know life was hard for you at the start and you'd probably like to share that as well as your experiences here, and I'm certainly interested in hearing that. But I'm not sure how much to tell you about me. I guess one of the things I have learned is to not trust people I don't know well. Maybe I need some time to get to know you before I open up completely."

"Oh you poor darling. Yes, of course you can have as much time as you want. I'm just being a mom and so I'm curious about the life my daughter has led, but of course you need to take your time. Hopefully after a while here, assuming you're spending that long, you'll learn to trust people again. I certainly have."

While Emma and Becks had been talking together, Jeff had been chatting with Paula, especially discussing Paula's level of commitment to being a lesbian. Although Jeff hadn't mentioned it to anyone, especially Amy at this time, he really had the hots for Paula and considered her body was wasted in a homosexual relationship. He was trying to find ways of getting her into his bed with Amy, without being too obvious about it.

Marcie and Greg, sitting a little away from the younger members of the family, were quietly discussing what was taking place as the existing family assimilated the two newcomers. In particular they passed comment about the body language between Jeff and Paula and also the defensiveness that Emma was displaying towards Becks.

"I think that Emma's had a hard life," commented Marcie, "Notice the way she only partly turns towards her mother, keeping her legs facing the other direction as though mentally she's prepared to run."

"Yeah, I noticed that," replied Greg. "Might be a good idea to get Dana or Gabby onto it to see if they can help her. I've also been fascinated to watch Jeff trying to chat up Paula. I wonder if she and Emma are lesbos by choice or as protection for each other? I guess Dana and Gabby would have theories about that though. I wouldn't be surprised if Paula found herself joining Jeff and Amy in bed though, as long as the girls stay long enough that is."

"Yes, I agree. The very opposite body language to that displayed by Emma, although at this stage Paula seems fairly non-committal; it's Jeff who's making the approach and he seems to have the hots for her. Can't blame him, you'd probably have the hots for her too if you were his age."

"What do you mean if I was his age?" Greg asked in mock disgust, "I've got the hots for her at my age. Nothing wrong with that. She's a very sexy and desirable woman. I think I'll invite her into our bed just to show you I've still got what it takes."

"Yeah," replied Marcie drily, "Once a month." She stood up and headed for the pool before Greg could reply. He lumbered after her, dived in and swam to catch her. They embraced each other and drifted slowly to the far end of the pool, Greg towing Marcie who had a firm grip on his hard cock.

"I see you can still get it up. You going to use it or waste it?" asked Marcie as they rested with their backs against the wall of the pool.

"Right now I'm going to fill your sweet sexy cunt with it. However, I'll save my cum for later, which will save us having to clean the pool. Come here, lover. Sit yourself on my cock."

Marcie wrapped her legs around his waist and lowered herself onto his cock, feeling it enter her love tunnel and her clit press firmly onto his pubic bone. They stayed like that, moving gently, Greg using his cock to massage the inside of Marcie's cunt and stimulate her clit. Marcie closed her eyes and let the sensations wash through her, slowly moving her towards her orgasm. The sexual tension inside her built quickly and very soon she nuzzled her mouth against Greg's neck, nibbling gently as she reached her orgasm. They stayed like that in the pool for several minutes, then drifted apart and swam back to the group.

"Dinner in about half an hour, everyone," announced Marcie after climbing out of the pool, " Remember that those who are involved in tonight's show will need to be leaving soon after that so make sure you're there on time please." She then walked inside arm in arm with Greg, lovers still after all these years.

Emma stood up and followed them, catching up with them in the kitchen.

"Do you want us to come along tonight as well? Maybe not to do a show, but we could at least see what you do, how things are organised, and maybe help out with seating people, serving drinks and whatever else is needed."

"Hmmm, that's a good idea. Yes, certainly come along. Greg and I don't usually do the week nights now but I'll take you both along, assuming Paula wants to come too, and show you the ropes. Possibly no private clients until a bit later though. There are some procedures to go through first although I'm guessing that you've both got current clean medical certificates and are on contraception."

"Um, for private clients, I'm fine with women but don't want to do men. I guess I need to get this into the open and that will involve telling my story. I probably need to tell you and Mom as soon as I can really. But I'd love to come along and help where I can. I'll tell Paula and we'll see you at dinner."

Emma went back to Paula and they discussed attending the show tonight and were both very keen. After that they joined the others in the pool to cool off before dinner.

After dinner the duty team left for 'Dana's' and Marcie took Emma and Paula in her car. Marcie decided it was time to be direct with Paula.

"So, Paula, Emma was telling me she doesn't fuck men. Do you?"

"Only those I know well," replied Paula. "Emma and I have both had really bad experiences with men, Emma more so than me. I guess we really need to talk about it with you. Maybe you can help us."

"Yes, that's an excellent idea sometime soon. Both Dana and Gabby are psychologists and run sexual counselling sessions for people such as yourselves. It's amazing how many women have been damaged by cruel and thoughtless men out there and it's a real shame if they can't resolve those feelings so they can enjoy healthy heterosexual relationships. Men are usually totally unaware of the depth of women's feelings. To a man it's just a one-off incident; to a woman it can be a devastating, life-defining traumatic event."

Neither girl replied, both lost in the memories of their own past traumatic events.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 11



"Ok, we're here," said Marcie, pulling into a vacant park. "Come inside and I'll show you around before the crowd gets here, not that we have a large crowd on week nights."

Marcie gave Emma and Paula a conducted tour of the premises, showing them backstage, the equipment available and giving a quick rundown of procedures and the more managerial side of the business. 

"Tonight you could serve drinks if you like. I'm sure the strippers would appreciate a bit of down time between their gigs rather than having to do that as well. Are you both Ok with that bearing in mind that most clients will be hands-on males?"

Both girls were fine with that because it was in a public area.

"Right, then, we'd better get you into some more revealing costumes. Come with me."

Marcie led them to the dressing room where Emma and Paula chose short sexy skirts, which barely covered their pussies, almost transparent brief tops tied under their breasts and through which their breasts were clearly visible. Finally they pulled on tiny G string panties, black net stockings to mid-thigh and high heeled shoes. They brushed their long hair to partly cover their breasts as well. With the addition of suitable makeup they became every guy's wet dream.

As they left the dressing room they heard a low whistle of approval and turned to see Jeff walking towards them.

"Wow, you two scrub up well. Anyone would think you had been in these places before. How about a quickie before the show?"

"Thanks, but no thanks," Emma replied seriously. "I'm truly sorry but right now we are happy with each other. Maybe when we get to know you we can share a bed, but we'll need to get to know and trust you first. You also need to hear our stories to appreciate why we feel this way. Please don't take it personally."

"That's fine. No offence taken. It was just a throw away, flirtatious comment anyway. No time for a quickie even if you were willing. Gotta go." He blew them a kiss as he walked past them.

"We have to tell people our stories otherwise they're going to think that we're cold fish rather than the warm, lovely girls we are," said Paula. "We'll have to just make time. Let's talk to Marcie about it on the way home."

"Absolutely. Great idea. I'd like to make this our new home, how about you?"

"Yeah, well let's see how things go. We don't want to burn our bridges too soon."

They went to the bar and familiarised themselves with where things were kept, the charges, and all the other details required of a waitress serving drinks. Soon the first patrons started arriving and they both became busy ushering them to their seats, fending off roving hands when necessary. Once start time arrived and the stragglers had been seated, Dana took to the stage, welcomed them all here and introduced Amy as the first act.

Amy did a more or less standard pole dance, stripping to high heels and a plaited waist belt, under which patrons could slip notes as she danced among them naked. Emma and Paula were kept busy attending to drink orders from thirsty patrons on this hot evening. It seemed the standard approach was for a guy to expect the waitress to sit on his knee and maybe give him a lap dance in return for a sizeable tip. They both accepted this reluctantly, the payoff being worth it. At least the guys had remained fully clothed - so far. 

In the second act two female dancers who Emma and Paula hadn't met yet stripped each other naked except for stockings and shoes, then carried out a 69 on the stage amidst whistles and cat calls from the audience. They then strolled around the tables, stroking each other and collecting tips.

"Why don't you take your gear off?" a guy asked Emma as she leant over the table to collect his glass, "You've got a great pair of tits there. I'll give you $50 to take your top off right now."

Emma felt her stomach heave at the thought of yet another male wanting her naked and, no doubt, wanting to feel her breasts. However, $50 was $50 and it would be an interesting test because she realised that no harm could come to her at 'Dana's'. So she struck a provocative pose and slowly and lasciviously untied her top, exposing one breast, recovering it, exposing the other, then removing her top completely. The guy made a lunge for her but she moved away, holding up her finger threateningly, then indicated he should put his hands behind his back. He did so and Emma rewarded him by coming closer and rubbing her nipples across his face before sitting down on his lap facing him with her legs spread on each side of his hips. She then pushed a nipple against his mouth and he started licking and nibbling it. He began to move his hands forwards and she immediately stood up. Quickly he moved his hands behind himself and she sat again, pushing her other nipple into his mouth. 

Emma felt comfortable teasing this guy. He seemed to be quite docile and appreciative, and caught on quickly to what Emma wanted him to do. She felt it was time to push her own limits with this guy. She reached down and brought one of his hands to her breast while the other was in his mouth. She indicated that it was Ok for him to caress her breast, which he did. She felt a shudder run down her spine and old memories came flashing behind her eyes. She willed them away. She then took his other hand and, after wriggling backwards towards his knees, she placed his other hand on her pussy outside her G string. Immediately he started caressing her pussy through her thin panties while continuing to nibble and caress her breasts. Again the red hot warning feeling pierced through her mind; again she willed it away and, leaning forwards, gave him a kiss on the forehead. She then quickly stood, retied her top, faced away from him, bent over and touched her toes, holding the pose for a few seconds, then took the proffered $50 note and walked away, with a sultry look over her shoulder.

Emma's heart was beating rapidly. It was the first time she had allowed a male to touch her for several years. She didn't know how she felt about it; something to dwell on and analyse tonight no doubt. She continued to serve drinks to other tables, blowing kisses to the guy she had teased when she caught his eye, which was quite often.

The next act was a BDSM and punishment scenario with Amy and another girl being stripped then caned by Jeff, who was naked except for a cock pouch. It was obvious to Emma and Paula that the strokes were quite light and harmless but to the audience it would have appeared to be painful punishment. It was followed by both girls lying on a bed while Jeff brought them to orgasm using two vibrators. During the show Emma told Paula about her interlude with 'her' guy. Paula was amazed and very proud of Emma to have felt secure enough to have allowed that. 

"Now it's your turn," said Emma with a smile.

"I don't know if I can," replied Paula. "The memories are too fresh, too strong."

"I know. It was like that for me too. You just have to convince yourself that you are safe here, that no harm can come to you, then will the images away when they appear. Looking back, I really enjoyed it. It's time we started to enjoy rather than fear life and males."

"Ok, who do you think?"

They looked over the audience and Paula found a gentle looking middle aged guy who seemed to be quite innocuous. 

"How about him?" she asked.

"You can but try. I'll keep watching to make sure it doesn't get out of control."

"Thanks," smiled Paula.

After the act had ended Paula approached the guy to clear the table, reaching across as Emma had done, exposing her breasts to the guy as he watched her with wide open eyes.

"I love your breasts," he commented, "How much to see more?"

"Hmmm, $50 to you, sweetheart," replied Paula.

"Done. Come over here darlin'."

Paula sashayed over to him and stood next to him, hand caressing his head as he untied her top and carefully and gently spread it wide, his eyes taking in the sight of her firm breasts.

"Jeez, you're gorgeous," he said. "Can I kiss them please?"

Paula thought what the hell and sat on his knees, facing him, legs around his hips just as Emma had described. She took his hands and placed them behind him, then spread her top once again, thrusting her breasts towards his face for him to kiss, which he did.

Instantly memories came flooding over Paula and it took all her strength to sit there with her eyes closed, willing the images away. After a few seconds they had gone and she started to enjoy what the guy was doing. She found she was getting turned on; the first time in many years that a guy had been able to turn her on. She felt herself getting wet.

"Ooohh, you're making me wet," she whispered in his ear. "Do you want to feel?"

Why the hell did she say that, she asked herself. Omigod, he might want to touch my pussy, feel me up. Shit! Again traumatic memories surfaced from the past, blinding her to the pleasure she had been feeling and wanted to feel.

"Mmmm, yes please."

Paula carefully brought one of his hands around and down to her pussy, allowing him, under her control, to feel her moist pussy lips either side of her G string. His fingers felt soft and gentle as he caressed her so she allowed him to move his fingers beneath her panties and caress her sopping pussy lips. She watched the look of rapture on his face as he did this. She slowly brought his other hand up to her breast and allowed him to caress it, squeezing the nipple gently, before changing to the other breast.

"Mmmm, I'd love to make love to you," he whispered to her.

"Maybe some other time, but not tonight."

A look of disappointment crossed his face, then he gave her breast a kiss and Paula removed his hands, stood, retied her top and accepted his $50, blowing him a kiss as she walked away.

Paula went straight to Emma and told her what had happened.

"He was wonderful," she said, "Sweet and gentle. The memories came and went and I feel so much better in myself for having allowed him to do that. He wanted to fuck me too, but I put him off to some other time. I really hope he comes back sometime."

They hugged each other, each knowing what a huge step the other had taken in allowing these things to happen tonight. Maybe they were beginning to heal.

The acts continued with more pole dancing and stripping, a whipping demonstration by Todd in which he cut a sheet of paper and a wooden slat before he plucked clothes pegs off Dana's nipples and pussy lips without touching her. The finale was a group of girls stripped by males dressed as western bandits in abbreviated costumes, tied up and made to cum.

After the show Marcie approached Emma and Paula.

"There's a guy here who wants to make a booking with one of you. Apparently one of you allowed him to feel your pussy lips during the show and he would really like to book a session with you."

"Oh shit!" exclaimed Paula. "I should have known better. Yes, that was me. I told him not tonight but he seems to not want to take no for an answer. Ok, I'll do it but on one condition and that is that Emma is in the room as well. I'll tell you why later. That is, assuming you're Ok with me taking a client tonight."

Marcie agreed that was Ok and went to the guy at the counter. For several minutes he appeared to negotiate, then Marcie came to tell them the result.

"Yes, that's fine, so long as there is no extra cost and so long as you are both willing to be naked in there with him."

Emma and Paula looked at each other. "Fine by me," said Emma. "I guess that's Ok with me too then," agreed Paula.

The guy paid Marcie and Emma and Paula took him upstairs to the designated room. Paula stripped him then allowed him to strip her. He then came to Emma and stripped her as well. Paula and Fred, the name he gave, then showered together, dried each other and started making out, first standing and then on the bed. Watching them arouse each other caused Emma to become very aroused and her hand automatically went to her pussy and began caressing her clit while she squeezed her nipples. She noticed Fred watching her so she spread her legs to put on a show for him, causing them both to become more turned on. 

He mounted Paula and inserted his moderate sized, condom covered cock into her, starting up a gentle rhythm as he made love to her. Paula caressed his back and buttocks, pulling him onto her harder, encouraging him to press harder, faster, deeper. He squeezed then twisted her nipples, causing her to approach her orgasm. She was there. 

"Oooohhh, aaaarrrrgggghhhh, I'm cumming, lover, fuck me, cum with me!" she cried as she thrashed about beneath him in her ecstasy.

She slowly quietened down as he continued his slow rhythmic fucking motions.

"Ooohhh, that was lovely. Did you cum, sweetheart?"

"Not yet," he replied with a grin. "I want to do you both, if you're both willing."

Omigod, thought Emma, I haven't been fucked by a real cock for years, not since ... . She let the thought go.

"Ok, I'm willing," said Emma more confidently than she felt.

Fred gave Paula a final thrust, kissed her hard, then withdrew. Emma knelt before him, removing his condom and replacing it with a fresh one, then cuddled up to him, feeling his cock pressing against her saturated pussy. Effortlessly he picked her up with his hands under her arse cheeks, pulled her legs apart and lowered her slowly onto his cock while still standing. Emma felt his cock enter her deeply, causing some discomfort to the lining of her cunt after the chilli a short time ago. He turned and leant forward, placing her on her back on the bed with her legs still around his body.

He resumed his fucking motions, thrusting and withdrawing, clearly pushing himself towards cumming. Emma closed her eyes and banished past memories, living in the now as she felt the wonderful feeling of a hard cock in her sopping cunt, pushing her towards her orgasm, the first with a man for many years. She felt herself coming closer, felt the old familiar feelings in her abdomen, up her spine and down to the sensitive soles of her feet. Coming closer, closer.

"Ooohhh, honey, I'm going to cum baby, oh cum with me, fuck me hard baby, fuck meeeee!" she cried as she came hard, feeling his hot cum filling the condom as his body made a final thrust and then went rigid.

They both came down from their orgasmic highs slowly in each other's arms. They kissed gently then carefully separated.

"Thank you girls so much. That was wonderful," said Fred.

"No, thank you from us both," said Emma. 

"I agree, thank you," said Paula. "You have no idea how grateful we are to you. Thank you."

They gave him hugs and kisses before dressing and heading back downstairs. As Fred left, Marcie noticed his huge ear-to-ear grin.

"How did that go?" Marcie asked Paula and Emma.

"Absolutely wonderful. He's a real gentleman. He did us both and we each conquered many of our fears from the past. We'll have to tell you all sometime when it's convenient," replied Emma.

"That's wonderful. Are you ready to go home yet?"

"Yes, definitely," replied Paula, "We need to sleep."

After they arrived home, Emma and Paula headed to their room, had a shower together and climbed into bed.

"That was a truly challenging and wonderful evening," said Emma as they cuddled together, each caressing the other's pussy.

"I totally agree. Goodnight sweet lover."

"Goodnight darling."

They kissed and within minutes were both asleep.

Breakfast the following day was a leisurely affair. By the time Emma and Paula arrived, Marcie and Becks had been discussing the previous night's events. Emma and Paula heard only the last part of the conversation.

"He went out the door with the biggest smile I've ever seen," Marcie was saying.

"I don't blame him," replied Becks, "He'd just fucked two luscious girls and got a two for the price of one deal. Who wouldn't be smiling? Good morning Emma and Paula. I've just been hearing about your escapades last night. Now I don't want to be a pushy Mom or anything, but I do hope you're going to tell us a bit about yourselves, especially you, Emma, I'd love to hear what happened after Jason took you away."

"Good morning everyone," said Emma.

"Morning all," added Paula.

"Yes, I think you do deserve an explanation, especially you, Marcie, after last night's events. What do you think, Paula? Are you up for this now?"

"Yes, I guess so. I'll let you go first though and I'll be here if you need support," replied Paula.

Both girls dished some breakfast for themselves complete with a cup of coffee, then sat at the table.

"Well, our stories are similar but different," began Emma. "Life was normal until one day Jason, my Dad, told me we were going on an adventure without Mommy. Of course, to a three year old that's just great. So we drove away from the house and Jason sold the car then we went to the railway station and caught a train, staying on it for what seemed to me to be a very long time, I don't know how long. I guess as an adult I can figure out that he used a train because he could use a false name whereas on a plane he would need photo id and his car could be traced by its rego number. Anyway, we ended up in New York and he found a one room place for us to live in.

"After a few days he brought along a woman he told me was Auntie Maddy and also told me that she would look after me while he was gone. As a three year old I thought nothing of them sleeping in the same bed, after all it was the only bed there, and sometimes I would wake at night and hear them making love together. Anyway, after a month or two Jason beat her up and she left with blood all over her face. 

"Then followed a succession of women, always auntie someone or other, all of whom were supposed to look after me. Some were very cruel and seemed to neglect me but others were quite nice. As an adult looking back, I suspect that several of them used drugs, but at that stage I didn't know anything about that. I have no idea what Jason did when he was gone but some days he didn't come home at night and other days he would come home with a big wad of money and we'd all go out for dinner.

"When I turned six I went to school but shortly after that we moved to another home, then another and many more. I've lost count of the number of homes and each time I needed to move to a new school. So I didn't have any real friends and my learning was minimal. This continued for many years until I turned eleven. Then my life changed."

Tears came to Emma's eyes and Paula put her arm around her for comfort. Emma snuggled her face into Paula's neck and continued her story between sobs.

"One afternoon Jason brought a man home who he introduced as Uncle Pete. He told me that Uncle Pete would do things to me that would make me feel really good inside. Uncle Pete asked me to remove my clothes. I didn't want to, but he and Jason removed them for me. Uncle Pete then lay me down on the bed and rubbed by body with oil, especially between my legs. He pushed a finger into my vagina, which I just knew as the hole between my legs. At that stage I didn't really know what it was for because nobody had taught me anything about my body. Then he pushed a second finger in as well. It hurt and I screamed in pain, but Jason just put his hand over my mouth, sat on me to hold me still and told Uncle Pete to get on with it.

"After he'd wiggled his fingers in me for a while, it seemed like forever, Uncle Pete then lay on top of me and tried to push his cock inside me. It felt enormous and I didn't really know what it was. Anyway, eventually he managed to get it in and that caused a huge amount of pain, but my screams were still being stifled by Jason. Once it was in, he fucked me hard and then came inside me. I was screaming all that time and after he withdrew I looked and saw blood everywhere. I really thought I was dying. I noticed he gave Jason some money then left. I never saw him again, which I was very pleased about.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 12



Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

5. This chapter was inspired by a comment from Amanda who, with her step-daughter, has a dream to own a brothel and watch what others are doing there. I hope you enjoy it and achieve your dream.




It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon and almost everybody was lazing by the outdoor pool, sipping drinks, working on their suntan or staying cool in the shade. Paula sat down beside Jeff who was reading a book while Amy slept beside him. She reached out and started caressing his semi-hard cock.

"You know, darling, I'm so hot in a sexy way. Can you please make love to me right here right now?"

Jeff's cock gave a lurch, stiffening noticeably as Paula's hand began massaging it for real.

"Sure, why not. Let's do it, you sexy wanton harlot," smiled Jeff, placing his book on the ground beside the foam pad he was resting on.

His book was barely on the ground before Paula was straddling him, grinding her clit against his almost rigid cock and spreading her pussy juice over his crotch area.

"Mmmm, I love the way your cock feels against my pussy," she murmured in his ear, "It makes me feel even sexier than I was before."

She bent forward and rubbed her hard nipples against his chest, then moved upwards asking without words for him to suck them. He obliged, sucking first one, then the other while he stroked and caressed them with his fingers.

"So what brought this on?" he asked.

"Hmmmm, I was just watching you read while Amy was sleeping beside you and got to thinking how I was feeling a bit sexy so I just fantasised about you fucking me with everyone watching and that made me really hot, so I decided to live the fantasy."

Jeff glanced around at the others beside the pool, noticing some were blatantly watching the action while others glanced up and then looked away. The thought that they were being watched as they made love was very arousing, causing his cock to grow a little more, which Paula responded to by moving upwards, allowing her pussy to cover it, then moving slowly downwards as it slipped into her cunt.

"Oooohhhh, that feels so nice," she purred, moving gently to rub her clit against his cock. "Just like that, gently, gently fuck it in and out slowly."

Jeff did as he was bid and very soon he felt his cock being completely engulfed by Paula's silky wet cunt as she sat down on him hard. They both felt his cock head press against her cervix and the root of his cock squeeze her clit. Paula gripped hold of Jeff's shoulders as she closed her eyes in response to the sensations that washed through her body.

"Oh darling, I'm soooo close already."

Jeff noticed that Amy had woken and was propped up on one elbow watching her partner fucking a hot and willing woman from a couple of feet away. Paula noticed it also and the thought of being watched by Jeff's partner sent her over the top and she came hard and loudly, drawing everyone's attention to her orgasm.

After a few seconds she relaxed and started once again fucking Jeff's cock backwards and forwards, forcing it into the end of her cunt then withdrawing, sliding it over her sensitive clit, then repeating her voluntary impalement on his huge member. Jeff felt his balls draw up in preparation to cumming and felt Amy's hand reach over and draw them downwards, an action which she frequently used to prolong their enjoyment. 

"I want to watch you two for a bit longer," she said huskily, "No cumming yet, sweetheart."

Jeff started fucking Paula for real, pushing harder as she enveloped his cock and withdrawing until just the very head remained inside her, only to thrust into her once again. He felt the stimulation driving him towards orgasm and noticed by looking around that everyone was now paying attention to the impromptu sex show they were putting on, many of the watchers caressing their partner or another erotically.

"Ooohhh, sweetheart, I'm getting close again," said Paula, increasing her movements and throwing her head back, "Oh yes, yes, yes I'm cummmminggggg," she yelled.

Amy released Jeff's balls and Jeff gave two more mighty thrusts before cumming also, screaming out his orgasmic frenzy as he pumped what felt like gallons of cum deep into Paula's cunt. Everyone clapped and cheered their demonstration as Paula slowly relaxed and leant forward onto Jeff's chest, resting there, panting, after her exertions.

"Mmmmmm, darling, that was soooo wonderful," she purred after a few minutes, "Thank you so, so much for that. I really needed it. You're such a wonderful lover, darling."

"Thank you, sweetheart," replied Jeff, "My cum was amazing." He turned to Amy. "Thanks, Amy, for delaying the event. As usual it provided a far better orgasm than I'd have had otherwise."

Amy stretched over and kissed both Jeff and Paula.

"Thank you both. I really enjoyed watching you both. What an amazing performance."

Slowly Paula disconnected from Jeff's now flaccid cock and stood up. She wiped her body, removing their combined juices and catching the cum dripping from her wide open cunt.

"You must have put a huge amount in me," she said, "It's running out like a waterfall."

Jeff cleaned himself up and when both had removed all traces of their lovemaking they dived into the pool and swam to the other end. There several people joined them, talking about how hot it was watching others make love. After a while Paula came up with an idea.

"You know, we put on strip shows which sometimes include sex acts and people enjoy watching those. We offer the opportunities for sex in our brothel. What would happen if we offered the opportunity to watch sex in our brothel? What if we set up several rooms with one way glass so that people could watch others have sex while being invisible to those they were watching? We could offer a discount to people who were willing to possibly be watched as they had sex, although they wouldn't necessarily know if they were being watched or not. Then we could charge people to come in and watch. It would be set up so that if they wanted, the watchers could also have sex while they were watching."

Todd and Dana looked at each other. "Why hadn't we thought of this before?" asked Dana. "Of course, it sounds like a win-win-win situation. People who are into exhibitionism could get their rocks off in front of an invisible audience, and it wouldn't matter whether there was an actual audience or not, the thought that there could be would be enough. Those who were into voyeurism could watch others have sex while doing whatever they wanted, masturbating, having sex with a partner or simply watching. And we would win by charging for the additional services we offer to cater for people with different and often negatively stereotyped preferences."

"Sounds great to me. Let's discuss it at a meeting after dinner tonight," replied Todd.

The remainder of the afternoon passed peacefully and was almost anticlimactic. After dinner the whole group once again met in the large heated indoor spa pool and Dana asked Paula to put her suggestion to the group, which she did. Dana followed with her thoughts and everyone agreed it was an excellent idea. Greg and Marcie made some suggestions from a practical point of view, suggesting that it would only need minor building modifications to install the one way glass between pairs of rooms so that one room could be for the watched while the adjacent room would be for the watchers. For a start it was suggested that two pairs of rooms be set up like this with roller blinds that could be lowered in the watched room so that privacy could be maintained if required. It was also suggested that a microphone and speaker system be installed with facilities for either one way or two way communication, allowing watchers to suggest what they would like to see from the exhibitionists. Todd offered that if double glazing was used then electrically operated blinds with key access could be placed between the panes so that there would be no peeking if that was not agreed upon.

Emma suggested that it would be a good idea to cater for people who just wanted to watch without having sex. She said that there were some 'dirty old men', as she put it, but emphasised they were not necessarily dirty or men, who liked to just watch on their own without having to have sex. Why not put a small one way window from the rooms for exhibitionists to the outside hallway so that people could walk past and view the activity? Trudi commented that it would be necessary to make the observation ports private so a couple of small rooms like cubicles would be ideal. 

After a wide ranging discussion it was agreed that windows be installed between rooms two and three and between rooms four and five during the next week and that two small rooms/cubicles with one way hatch windows be installed on the hallway side of rooms two and four.

This was done with minimal fuss, noise and interruption to the normal smooth running of the brothel operation. Long ago the builders realised that if they treated 'Dana's' work as a priority they would receive perks of the job while working there, and this was true for this job as well. All workmen went home completely satisfied leaving behind several prostitutes who had enjoyed the attention of the virile, muscular workers who worked naked except for carpenter's aprons.

Marcie had arranged publicity in the local paper and on 'Dana's' website, offering half price services if the couples were prepared to be watched, and half price entry to those who wished to watch. This had resulted in the new rooms being booked out solidly for the first week and for part of the second. The staff who served as prostitutes, both in residence in the original 'Dana's' and those part time workers who lived elsewhere, looked forward to a very busy time.

It was also arranged that people who wanted to observe through the small windows in the corridor could just wander in and look at any time. It was not necessary to make a booking. This also meant that those using rooms two and four would never know when they were being observed, which was thought to add spice to the whole setup.

Among the first to avail themselves of the service was a middle-aged guy named Gerald who was a regular client and enjoyed nothing better than to fuck Becks, usually making her cum several times in a session. Becks had noted that he had exhibitionist tendencies as he frequently started stripping both of them in the reception area while they were having a drink. On one notable occasion they both walked up the stairs naked, arms around each other, much to the enjoyment of the watching guests and staff.

So it was no surprise when Becks noticed his name on the list for 2pm on the first day the rooms were open for business. She also noted that a young couple in their early twenties had booked the adjacent watching room so Becks was sure that they would be observed in their love making. She felt a thrill run up her spine knowing that she would be observed as she was stripped naked, fucked and made to cum several times.

She met Gerald in the reception area and they had a quiet drink together in a secluded alcove, Gerald persuading Becks to remover her skimpy dress while he removed his shirt before they went upstairs. Becks made sure that she wiggled her arse to give the other guests an eyeful of her many charms clad only in an almost transparent bra, g string panties and suspender belt with sheer stockings leading down to a pair of very high heels. Gerald walked beside her, arm around her waist, wearing a pair of trousers only.

Once in the room Becks made certain that the blind was up and spoke to the young couple observing them, asking if there was anything in particular they wanted to see.

A female voice replied "Yes, please, we'd like to see you fuck with the male on his back with feet towards the window and female astride him facing the window and riding his cock hard. And we want you both to cum, of course."

Becks looked at Gerald. "Is that Ok with you?' she asked quietly.

"Yep, that's fine. Most anything's Ok with me so long as I'm inside you, darlin'."

They spent a few minutes undressing each other then showered together in the glass shower booth, making sure they exposed themselves to the watchers in the next room. Gerald then picked Becks up and carried her to the bed, placing her with her legs wide open and her pussy facing the window, which looked like a mirror from their side. He then started nibbling on her breasts while fingering her pussy and clit, noticing that she was already very wet.

Becks wasted no time in taking Gerald's cock in her mouth, sucking and licking it until it was huge and throbbing. She then rolled off the bed and lay Gerald down on his back with his feet towards the window. Once positioned, she straddled him reverse cowgirl style and started rubbing her sopping sex saddle on his cock, nearly but not quite allowing him to enter her cunt. After several minutes of this, with Gerald's fingers reaching around her to stimulate her nipples, Becks felt her need to cum increase dramatically and suddenly she was there. And he hadn't even entered her yet, she thought.

"Ooohhhh, sweetheart, I'm going to cum, ooohhh twist my nipples, yes, like that, ooohhh yes, yes, I'm cumminggggg."

She tensed and then slowly relaxed as her orgasm passed. Once it was over, leaving her sexy as hell and ready for more, she slowly slid down onto Gerald's cock, allowing it to enter her cunt and sliding slowly and teasingly until it she was sitting on him hard. He didn't reach the end of her cunt as he was quite short but she felt filled nonetheless. He started fucking motions with his hips and used his hands to pull her backwards and forwards, causing his cock to almost leave her cunt, then forcing it back in as far as it would go. He started panting from the exertion.

Becks was enjoying the feelings that his cock gave her and also enjoying the stimulation she received from his hands on her nipples. Her clit, however, was being ignored so she used her fingers to stimulate her clit, rubbing it gently at first and then harder as the sensations began to overpower her. The thought of her wanton display being watched by the young couple in the next room was the icing on the cake and with very little effort she came once again, letting out a scream this time as she clenched her muscles, holding Gerald's cock stationary inside her as waves of ecstasy washed through her.

Once that had finished and she had relaxed, Gerald continued his movements and nipple stimulation, feeling himself almost ready to cum.

"Sweetheart, fuck me hard please, I'm almost there, fuck me harder, harder, ooohhh yes, like that,yes, fuck me, fuck meeee, fuck, fuck, fu. . ."

Gerald came hard, thrusting his hips upwards, causing Becks to hold on like a rodeo rider to a pitching bull, except that the thrusting, the feel of Gerald's hot cum spurting into the condom in her cunt and the knowledge that they were being watched caused her to cum again, far harder than before. She screamed, loud and long, tensed all her muscles, threw her head back and felt her whole body throbbing in her orgasm.

After nearly a minute she and Gerald relaxed. She lay back on him, exposing them both fully to the young couple, while he nibbled her earlobe and whispered sweet words in her ear. After several minutes lying like this she sat up and carefully slipped off his limp, condom-covered cock. She brought a warm towel and removed his condom, wiping his cum from his cock and wiping them both down to remove bodily fluids. She then lay beside him and cuddled up to him, telling him what a wonderful lover he is and how she couldn't wait till his next visit.

While all this had been taking place, Damien and Sally had been watching through the glass, Sally on all fours with Damien's cock firmly implanted in her cunt doggie style, their favourite position. They had been lovers now for several weeks and enjoyed experimenting with different positions, including the one they were watching through the window. By the time Becks came the first time both Damien and Sally had already cum once but, with the resilience of youth, Damien was hard and ready within minutes. 

They watched the activity intensely, thrusting harder and faster as the action heated up next door. When Becks came for a second time, Sally came with her, partly collapsing onto the bed as Damien continued to thrust into her cunt hard. She recovered in time to watch the finale, at which time Damien came again, thrusting violently and reaching around to twist Sally's sensitive nipples, pushing her to a third orgasm. Sally screamed as she came but the sound was almost inaudible next door due to effective sound insulation. However, they heard every sound Gerald and Becks made through the speakers, enhancing their own orgasms. Once they had finished they also cleaned up and had a shower before leaving the room. 

As Becks and Gerald left the room they noticed one of the observation doors to their room was hanging open so surmised that it was not only Sally and Damien who had been observing them. This sent a thrill through them and they snuggled closer as they walked down the stairs, wondering who else had been watching them a few minutes ago.

A shortly after Becks had kissed Gerald goodbye, Emma walked into reception on the arm of a young and handsome guy. They also kissed goodbye before he left. Emma and Becks went into the staff room and swapped stories over a cup of coffee.

"Whew," said Emma, "that was intense. My guy seemed to be insatiable. He came three times in half an hour. I did too, but what a stud! It seems that for people who are natural exhibitionists, it's a real turn on and makes them far sexier than normal. How did you get on, Mom?" 

"Yeah, it was great. Had Gerald, an old favourite of mine, and he made me cum three times. It's certainly a turn on knowing that another couple are watching and that maybe you're also being watched from the hallway."

"I totally agree, it was far more intense knowing you were being watched. I'll have to take time sometime and experience it from the watcher's perspective. Also have a peek through the small windows from the cubicles. "

"A great idea," replied Becks, "Nothing like seeing it from another perspective. You might like to invite a guy to be there with you or you might actually be scheduled into room three or five with a guest so you can watch as you're being fucked."

"Agreed, that's always a possibility. Have you checked your schedule for the rest of the day?"

"Yes, I have a half hour break, then another guest, then an hour off, then two guys at the same time who want an hour with me. I'll be all fucked out after that I think."

"Are they all in room two or four?"

"Yes, the whole lot, so I'm really on display today."

"My schedule's hectic as well, another four half hour slots with half hour breaks between. Then a break before the evening work starts."

"I haven't even checked my evening work yet," replied Becks. 

The remainder of the day went well for Becks and Emma in the observable rooms. It was quieter for Paula, Gabby and Trudi in the private rooms and Dana had only a couple of bookings in the Sybian room and the Dungeon. The evening saw the normal scheduled strip club operation during which time bookings came in for private sessions with prostitutes, especially Emma, Paula and Amy, with some requests for both the viewing and viewed rooms. By 2am the following morning everyone was tired and ready for bed.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 12



"Whew," said Marcie as they congregated in the pool for a night cap, "That was some day."

"Yeah, and you didn't even have to turn any tricks or be watched like us," said Emma ruefully.

"Come on, you enjoyed every minute of it. I know you."

"I totally agree," replied Emma, "I didn't say I didn't enjoy it, just that I was tired. It was an awesome day," she yawned, "But I'm certainly looking forward to bed."

"So by the sound of it you're off limits for love making tonight," said Jeff. "With Paula, Emma and Amy all working today, what's a guy to do? Or maybe that should be who's a guy to do?"

"You've got two hands," said Amy laughing.

"Even better, I'm sure that Marcie, Dana and I can take care of your needs if you wish," added Trudi, crossing the pool to rub her wet naked body against Jeff while she gripped his cock underwater.

"Thanks for the offer," replied Jeff, "Your place or mine?"

"Well, I suggest we do it right here so we can all see just what you're made of. How long do you think you'll last with all us sexy girls trying to get your rocks off?" asked Trudi.

"Omigod, you wouldn't really, would you? With everyone watching?"

"Well, you and Paula did it a while ago with everyone watching. What's the difference?"

"Paula's one of my partners but you're not and Paula is just one person not a whole mob."

"Geez you're full of excuses! Come on, out of the pool with you."

Several women hoisted Jeff out of the pool and laid him on a foam pad. Trudi started massaging his cock, causing it to become hard and swollen very quickly before taking it into her mouth.

"Right," she said, "This is how it will be. We need a timer. Greg, can you do the timing please? Thanks. Now, we each have one minute to stimulate you in any way we like. If you cum during that stimulation then we continue the game. If a woman cums while stimulating you, the game still continues. It only stops when both you and the woman stimulating you cum during the same one minute time period. Ok? Everyone got that? It means it could go on all night so we'll set a maximum time of 30 minutes. Starting now."

Trudi resumed her massage stimulation for a short time then sat on his cock, forcing it into her well lubricated cunt. She started a fucking motion.

"Time," called Greg.

"My turn," said Marcie, taking over from Trudi.

Marcie wrapped her breasts around his cock and started rubbing backwards and forwards, stimulating him towards orgasm with little chance of her cumming. She then also sat on his cock and thrust her hips back and forth a few times before Greg again called time.

Despite having been fucked and cum several times today, Amy was feeling horny and jumped right on Jeff's cock, moving up and down, riding him towards his first cum. She reached behind him and grabbed his balls hard, knowing that this usually made him cum quickly. He arched his back in preparation to cumming, eyes closed, and Greg called time.

Amy stood up quickly, herself very close to cumming, and watched as Jeff spurted his cum into the air, thrusting fruitlessly at a non-existent cunt. Several of the onlookers cheered. Once he settled down again, Dana spread his cum over his cock, pushing a large dollop into her cunt and then sat down on him, starting a vigorous fucking motion as she massaged her clit on his pubic bone. After about 30 seconds she knew she could cum. The sensations built quickly; she closed her eyes and was there, moaning as her orgasm raced through her body. She heard Greg call time and slowly stood up, still feeling the tingling in her toes. 

Paula quickly took Dana's place and spent her minute fucking Jeff hard while she squeezed his balls. By the time Greg called time, Jeff was well on his way to another orgasm, as was Paula, but she stood quickly and made room for Emma, who continued exactly where Paula left off, renewing the stimulation and causing Jeff to cum hard just before Greg called time. Emma took all Jeff's cum in her cunt and then reluctantly climbed off, so close to her own orgasm which would have ended the game.

Gabby now jumped onto Jeff's cock and slowly lifted herself up and down, stimulating it after his two orgasms so that it remained hard while also stimulating herself. She would have loved to have simply stayed there fucking him gently until they both came but in too short a time Greg called time and she stood up to let Trudi resume her position.

Trudi did not think it possible the even Jeff could cum again after such a short recuperation period, but that is what he did. After Gabby's careful treatment of his red and swollen cock it took only a few seconds of stimulation with Trudi's talented cunt muscles before he was cumming yet again. Trudi felt him injecting his hot cum into her cunt and this drove her to her own orgasm, cumming hard before collapsing on Jeff's stomach and chest.

"Ooohh, thank you, honey," said Jeff, stroking her hair, "At last the delicious torture can end."

Everyone clapped and cheered as Trudi and Jeff slowly separated. Everyone then headed off for showers and bed, looking forward to a very similar busy day later in the morning.

The guy looked official in his neatly cut suit and his PA looked very efficient in her short miniskirt, white blouse showing a conservative amount of cleavage and her moderately high heels.

"How can I help you?" asked Marcie.

"Hi, I'm professor Doug Smithers and this is my assistant Jill Blanchard. We're from the psychology department of the local university, where I believe Dana and Gabby studied a long time ago, well before my time there. We have a course in human sexuality and need to make observations of sexual behaviour but of course this can be very difficult to do. We have found that if we do obtain permission to watch people in their bedrooms their behaviour changes and becomes very stilted, so we see what they think we want to see, not the real way they behave when nobody's watching. We've seen your recent advertising of viewing rooms and thought that could be a very useful way of observing human sexual behaviour so we were wondering if we would be able to come to some agreement regarding ways in which this could happen."

"Oh," replied Marcie, thinking quickly, "Well, yes I can certainly see the advantages of using our observation rooms and they are set up so that this could happen. I hadn't thought of them as being useful to study human sexuality but I can see that from many aspects they would be ideal. Those being observed would have obviously given permission to be observed and the observation rooms would take up to about twenty people with no problem. How would you like to proceed from here then?"

"Well, we would like to see these observation rooms if possible if that's Ok with you. We just need to find out if they are suitable and work out how they could best be used."

"Obviously, no problem there at all." Marcie checked the schedule and called Pam from the office to mind the counter while she was gone. "Room three is vacant for the next hour or so and room two adjacent to it is vacant for the next ten minutes. So I'll take you there."

Marcie led Doug and Jill up the stairs and along the hallway to room three. As she passed room two she commented that this was the room that they would be observing and she also pointed out the doorways to the observation cubicles opening off the hallway. She opened the door to room three and showed Doug and Jill inside.

Right away they noticed the large window opening into room two.

"Can they see us through that?" asked Doug.

"Not a thing. It looks like a mirror to them. Have a look."

"Marcie escorted them into room two and they looked at the large mirror in the place where the window was in room three.

"Wow, that is impressive," commented Doug.

Marcie indicated the audio communication system and then took them back to room three.

"I'll leave you here then while you work out if it's what you need. I'll let you find your own way back to reception when you've finished."

"Great, thanks very much," replied Doug.

"What do you think?" asked Doug.

"Looks awesome," replied Jill, "Just what we we're needing. How many people do you think will fit in here?"

They started working out sizes, calculating numbers if the bed was removed, when they heard sounds through the audio system and looked at the window. A scantily clad woman had walked into room two followed by a well-built guy. As Doug and Jill watched they shut the door and then he started stripping her of her clothes. She stopped him when she only wore a very brief g-string and she started stripping him until he was naked. They then walked to the shower, where she turned it on and removed her panties before getting in with him.

"We shouldn't be here," said Doug. "Time to go."

"Oh no, not right now," replied Jill, "I'm wet and horny. I'd really love to watch this couple if that's Ok with you."

Doug smiled. "Ok, but I want us to strip as well, that's the condition."

"That's fine by me," replied Jill, rubbing her crotch as she undid her blouse buttons.

"Here, let me strip you then you can strip me," suggested Doug.

By the time the couple came out of the shower, Doug and Jill were naked and lying on the bed alongside each other watching through the window. They saw Amy remove a condom from the drawer by the bed and roll it onto her guest's erect cock. They then watched as the couple kissed each other and made love passionately, Amy cumming twice before they both came together in a massive climax.

Meanwhile Doug and Jill hadn't been simply observing. Jill had rolled Doug onto his side and caressed his cock, which rapidly hardened. She whispered in his ear that she needed to be fucked and found a condom in the bedside drawer, rolled it onto Doug's cock, then lay on the bed so she could see through the window and spread her legs.

"Fuck me now, honey," she said, her voice husky with desire.

Doug needed no second bidding. He rolled onto his back, pulled Jill on top of him so she could see into the other room, and kissed her while massaging her breasts and nipples. Jill started squirming, attempting to find the head of his cock with her cunt entrance.

"Shove that huge babymaker inside me now," she ordered.

Doug did that, pushing into her cunt, gently at first but very soon she took over, sitting on him and forcing his huge cock to the end against her cervix. She let out a grunt as it lodged in place. She then started fucking him hard, taking only a couple of minutes before she came noisily and intensely. The couple in the other room didn't react so Doug assumed that there must be good sound insulation between the rooms, hence the audio system.

Jill slowly relaxed again and Doug placed his hands on her hips and started pushing and pulling her to resume the fucking motion which had brought him close to cumming as well. After a few minutes Jill was back into it, aiming for a second climax as Doug massaged her breasts and nipples to increase the stimulation.

Doug lasted only another few minutes and then he came hard, spurting his cum into the condom at the end of Jill's cunt as he tensed his muscles and thrust hard into her. The combination of the visual stimulation from the next room, Doug's hands on her breasts and his cock cumming in her cunt was too much and Jill lost it completely, cumming harder than ever before in her life and screaming her lungs out as she thrashed about and writhed, impaled on Doug's hard cock.

After several minutes, during which time the couple in room two also came hard and noisily, every sound being amplified through the audio system, Jill collapsed onto Doug's chest, panting from her exertion. After a few minutes she resurfaced to reality.

"Omigod, did that really happen? We're fucking in a brothel! We'll be fired. This can't be happening. My husband will kill me. What about your wife? She'll kill you. How will we ever face the uni staff again?"

"Sssshhhh," calmed Doug, "It's Ok. Only we will know about it, nobody else, we'll say nothing. It will just be our little secret. No problems. Just relax."

"Ok, if you're sure," replied Jill.

"I'm sure. Now let's have a shower, get dressed and pretend nothing happened."

They did just that and after several more minutes they were respectable and stepped out of the room, walking quickly along the hallway and down the stairs.

"So what do you think?" asked Marcie, noting their slightly dishevelled looks and her freshly fucked glow, "Will that be suitable for your study?"

"Absolutely," replied Doug. 

"Ok, that's great. How do you want to work this?"

"Well, sometimes we just need to show students normal sexual relations, other times we want to show specific, dare I say, so-called deviant forms of sexual expression. So if I was to send a list of what we would like to see, would you be able to let us know times and dates when these activities will be available?"

"That sounds very suitable. You should have your students in the room about ten minutes before scheduled time and they should stay until a few minutes after the observed people leave. I'll make certain there is a half hour before and after each session for you. We'll charge you on monthly account on the basis of the hours you used. Is that suitable for you?"

"Yes, that sounds fine. Thanks very much. Time we were away."

"Thanks very much," said Jill. "See you again no doubt."

"Thanks. 'Bye till next time," said Marcie as they walked out the door. She smiled before heading upstairs to clean up both room two and three. When she returned she went out the back of the office and reviewed the last hour of the surveillance camera recording for room three.

"Hmm, just as I thought," she muttered to herself. "Pleased they had a good time. Hope nothing untoward comes of their little indiscretion." Marcie carefully erased the last hour of the recording from room three to prevent any 'accidents'. The university, after all, looked like being an excellent long term customer.

After the first few weeks of the viewing rooms and cubicles being in operation the number of bookings declined to what Marcie envisaged would be a steady state. There had also been an increasing number of people wanting to watch fetish-type activities, the main one involving the Sybian. Many men and quite a few women also, wanted to watch a woman tied to the machine and being forced to cum time and time again. Others wanted to watch sexy games, causing Marcie to think of the game played with Jeff a few weeks ago beside the indoor pool. A few asked to watch BDSM activities but Marcie told them that the Dungeon was the place for that. Several commented that the Dungeon was great, but they wanted to watch without the participants knowing they were being watched and certainly without the participants being able to identify them.

Marcie discussed these requests first with Greg and Pam and later with the whole group. The consensus was that they would move a Sybian into room four and that they would convert one of the rooms off the Dungeon into a viewing room, providing separate access to prevent Dungeon participants meeting viewers. This work was completed rapidly by the builders, much to the disgust of several of the prostitutes who would have liked more time with the handsome, virile workers. The subsequent advertising campaign brought an initial flood of bookings especially from couples who wanted to observe the Sybian in action, usually because they had read about it and wanted to know more about it before possibly purchasing one. In this case the female partner was usually too shy or scared to just go and try one first but wanted to ease into this possibility by seeing it in action.

Terry and Mabel were such a couple. They made a booking to observe a woman being forced to cum many times on the Sybian. One of the problems with taking such a booking was that either they had to make it coincide with a booking by a woman who wanted to cum many times on the Sybian and who didn't mind being observed doing this, or a staff member had to volunteer for this role while being assisted by another staff member. This tied up two staff members for the half hour session which made the price prohibitively high. To get around this problem Marcie marketed a Sybian package at half price in which a guest would be the 'victim' on the Sybian, supervised by a partner and watched by one or more voyeurs. The guest would be on call to be notified when the activity was scheduled to take place.

Terry and Mabel had booked to watch a Sybian experience at 4pm the following Friday. Marcie contacted Jessie, who had booked a half price Sybian experience and would be accompanied by her boyfriend Ken. The time suited so Terry and Mabel were shown to room five a few minutes before Marcie escorted Jessie and Ken to room four. Marcie showed Ken and Jessie how the Sybian operated, the dildos available and where the panic button was in case anything went drastically wrong. She then left them to it, noticing as she left that Jeff and Paula were in one of the observation cubicles to watch as well.

Terry and Mabel watched as Ken stripped Jessie, spreading her lubrication over her pussy area and on the medium length dildo. Ken then helped Jessie onto the Sybian, strapping her legs down onto the base board and fastening her wrists to the front of the machine. He then started the Sybian on 20% speed with slow rotation, watching Jessie's face to gauge how she was responding. 

"Oohhh, that's nice, but more please," requested a frustrated Jessie.

Ken boosted it to 50% and Jessie let out a little scream as she felt the stimulation increase and her clit respond by becoming larger and protruding from beneath its hood a little more.

In the next room Terry and Mabel were both naked and watching Jessie avidly while Terry stroked Mabel's clit and breasts. He noticed Mabel was breathing hard already, the sight of a helpless woman strapped to the machine arousing her immensely. He hoped that soon he would be able to persuade her to be that woman.

In the cubicle Paula was on her knees in front of Jeff sucking his rigid cock in her mouth as he watched signs of Jessie's body slowly approaching her first orgasm.

Ken increased the speed to 60% causing Jessie to close her eyes and stretch her head backwards, lost to the mechanical stimulation of her clit and pussy. He massaged her nipples, pulling, squeezing and twisting them gently to help her towards her first cum.

After another minute Jessie was there, feeling her orgasm take control of her as it always did, thrashing about on the machine and trembling from the strength of the sensations. Ken held her tightly, maintaining the Sybian at 60% and he supported her through her massive cum. 

Watching Jessie had caused both Terry and Mabel to produce copious bodily fluids which they put to good use and Terry eased his rigid swollen cock all the way into her cunt. They fucked gently doggie style so they could both watch the action next door.

"Do you like what you see?" he asked her.

"Ooohhh, yess. I definitely want to ride the Sybian. I don't want anyone watching though for the first time at least."

For Terry, this was mission accomplished. He would get to see his darling wife ride the Sybian and, with any luck, she would allow him to strap her to it and force her to cum as many times as she could in half an hour.

"The other thing that's turning me on is the sight of a naked woman cumming hard. Maybe we could bring another woman into our bed. Would you mind watching two luscious naked women making love in your bed, darling?"

Terry did a double take before agreeing that this would be a wonderful idea, then reinforcing this assent by squirting copious quantities of cum into the end of Mabel's cunt as the watching and imagining became too much for his overstimulated body.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 12



The sight of Jessie cumming hard while Paula sucked his cock was too much for Jeff. He also came hard, squirting his cum down Paula's throat as she swallowed every drop. 

"Right, loverboy, now it's my turn," she said.

They swapped places, Paula now facing the window while Jeff knelt to lick and suck her juicy clit and pussy. Paula directed where Jeff was to lick by keeping her hands lightly on his head.

Meanwhile Ken had increased the speed to 70% and Jessie was obviously feeling the stress and increased sensations. Her mouth was wide open and she was obviously panting judging by the speed at which her beautiful breasts rose and fell. After a few more minutes she felt the sensations push her towards another orgasm.

"Ooooohhhhhh, darling, I'm going to cum again, oh, oh arghh, aaarrrggghhh, I'm cumming, oooohhh, it's so strong, oooohhhhh!" she yelled as she writhed once more on the machine, Ken supporting her to prevent her doing any serious damage to herself.

This orgasm lasted longer than the first and she took longer afterwards to be able to once again support herself. Once she could, she was already most of the way towards her third cum of the afternoon, which burst upon her unexpectedly, causing her to shriek and pulsate uncontrollably. Ken once again supported her, at the same time increasing the speed to 80%.

Paula was fucking Jeff's tongue and moaning softly as she watched Jessie's ecstasy and felt her own. Terry was also enjoying the sexy scenery as his rigid cock fucked Mabel hard and deep, pushing both of them to what he hoped would be simultaneous orgasms.

Jessie was clearly out of any sort of control she may have had. She was thrashing about as much as her bonds and Ken would allow as she came continuously, her orgasm now and then subsiding a little only to strike with renewed vigor a few seconds later. She was panting hard and fast and making a high pitched keening wail between breaths. Ken had increased the vibration rate to 100% and her continuous orgasm had seemed to become stronger as a result. He was wondering what he should do. They still had another five minutes of this by the wall clock but could she take another five minutes? If he stopped her now, would she blame him for cutting her pleasure short? He chose to let this continue and watched Jessie carefully.

Paula and Jeff were amazed. Paula had cum on Jeff's tongue and then told Jeff to turn around and watch Jessie. Neither of them had ever seen anyone perform like this on the Sybian before and they were slightly concerned for Jessie, but not enough to intervene. In the next room Terry was again cumming hard, pushing his cock as far as he could into Mabel's cunt and squirting his cum against her cervix. Mabel also was coming down from her own cum a few seconds earlier, watching and empathising with Jessie in her agonised ecstasy.

When the clock showed two minutes to go Ken slowly decreased the vibration rate and turned off the rotation. Jessie continued to keen and tremble for at least a minute as her body began the process of returning to normality. Ken talked softly to her, hugging and kissing her as he supported her upright and released the bonds holding her wrists and legs to the machine. Jessie leant against him, slowing her breathing and slowly opening her eyes. After a few minutes she looked up and him and smiled.

"That was absolutely amazing," she said. "Thank you so much for letting me just cum and cum and cum. Ooohhh, it was soooo incredible. I really do want to do that again sometime. I love you so much dearest."

"I love you too, sweetheart. Now we'd better get you cleaned up and out of here. Hope you're in the mood to make love tonight because I sure am."

While they cleaned themselves up, Terry and Mabel also cleaned themselves up after their love making and Jeff and Paula quietly left the cubicle and walked downstairs. Soon Marcie came to escort Terry and Mabel downstairs, then returned for Ken and Jessie.

"How was that, Jessie?" asked Marcie

"It was soooo wonderful. The most intense feelings I have ever felt. I didn't even know it was possible to have that level of sensation."

"I really enjoyed watching and helping her too," added Ken. "We'll certainly be back for more."

Marcie escorted them downstairs and farewelled the two happy guests. She then asked Paula and Jeff what they thought.

"Wow! That about says it all – Wow! I've never seen anyone cum like that for so long on the Sybian. It makes me kinda envious," enthused Paula.

"It was so sexy to watch," added Jeff, "God she was fantastic."

"Well, I'm pleased you enjoyed yourselves," said Marcie. She then led them to the desk and showed them the evening schedule and they could see that they both had some work to do before they could pile into bed and make love again.

During the time that Jeff had spent at Marcie, Greg and Pam's, he had been working on a project of his own. As a qualified electronics design engineer he knew a lot about electronics and, being in the environment he was in, he learnt quickly about human responses to stimuli, especially as regards sex. Very quickly he realized that the human body was made up of a series of conductors and that communication within the body was accomplished by electricity. The thought came to him that if it was possible to detect these electric fields in the body, as they did for electroencephalographs, then it should be possible to stimulate and change these electric fields using electronic means.

He discussed this with a professor at the local university college and after several weeks of discussion and examining possibilities, enrolled in a PhD degree whose working title was 'Extra-corporeal sexual stimulation by high frequency electronic transducers'. Jeff's aim was to detect the stimuli and communications between the sexual organs and the brain that occurred during arousal, before orgasm during orgasm, and then to design micro-electronic equipment to duplicate these stimuli which could then be used to produce orgasms in non-orgasmic women. Of course it could also become an interesting toy to use in 'Dana's' Dungeon and elsewhere.

So far he had detected and measured the high frequencies involved and had designed and built prototypes of electronic equipment to duplicate these high frequencies. He had several willing guinea pigs in Amy, Emma and Paula to test this equipment and each time he had used it the women had experienced intense, crashingly strong orgasms without any preliminary sexual stimulation.

Jeff believed that what was good for the goose was good for the gander and so had also experimented on himself, causing huge erections and ejaculations from his totally unstimulated cock, much to the delight of his trio of lab assistants. It was at that time in the development of these devices that Marcie came up with her next idea.

They were all sitting in the spa pool on a Sunday evening, sipping their wine and caressing their loved ones during the weekly business meeting when Marcie suggested that they need a new voyeur pass facility.

"We have had quite a few people coming here to watch others fucking from the cubicles, but one problem is that everyone needs bookings. It would be great if they didn't. So I've given this some thought and wondered if an annual or shorter pass could be sold so that anyone with a pass and a few hours to spend could come in and view whatever was on display. It would certainly reduce the admin and would enable viewers to stay as long as they wished instead of being here for only one session. What do we think?"

"Sounds like a good idea," agreed Dana. "Remember also that we can make use of the viewing facilities if we wish anytime we're off duty."

"That's a real issue," added Todd with a grin, "Not the viewing but being off duty. We always seem to have something to do. Sometimes I long for the old days when life was simple, 'Dana's' was small, everyone lived together and we seemed to have time to experiment in the Dungeon and by the pool. Life seems somehow so much faster and more complex now. We don't really have time for each other anymore." He hugged Trudi and Dana to him, one on each side.

"Probably because we're all older than then," said Trudi, snuggling into his warm body.

"Very true," added Pam. "I've certainly noticed the changes, especially after David went."

"Well, time does move on for all of us," commented Becks. "However, back to Marcie's suggestion, I think it's a very good idea. We should publicize it. I also like the idea as a recreational activity for ourselves. But why limit it to viewing? Why not have a facility card so that people can come to 'Dana's' anytime within reason and use any equipment or avail themselves of any of the services offered here, including us, evening strip club nights, the Dungeon, anything. You could have it as a monthly direct credit payment and people could choose what they did, when, how often, etc."

"That's an awesome idea. It would sort of make it like a select club. Does anyone object to the idea?" asked Marcie.

Nobody did. "Ok, I'll arrange it and get back to you with details. Does anyone have anything else they'd like to bring up?" she continued.

"Well," began Jeff, "As you know I've been working on high frequency electronic stimulation devices and have one each for women and men in prototype form. I brought them down and wondered if anyone would like to try it? I've used the male one on myself with great results and the female one on Paula, Emma and Amy with equally terrific results," he noticed the three women were smiling broadly. "I was wondering if anyone would like to try them tonight."

"Gawd, it seems ages since I came," said Pam, "If it can get me off it can get anyone off. Can I try please?"

'Sure thing. You'll need to get out of the pool; the prototype isn't waterproof but I guess the final version can be made like that," replied Jeff.

Pam climbed out of the pool, dried herself and lay on the foam pad Jeff offered her.

"Now, the device has a short range of a few inches only so it has to be placed on you. I hope the final version will be able to be worn inserted in the vagina or attached just above the pussy area and will have a wireless remote control, which could be great fun. So I'll just lay this on your abdomen and then I'll start it up."

Jeff did as he said, laying the small board with several wires attached, to a battery and a control switch in his hand, onto Pam's lower abdomen.

"How this works is that it emits a high frequency that stimulates the nerves from your genital area to your brain. Your brain would normally interpret these and send return signals, stimulating your genital area. This device actually generates the return signals as well, so is useful for people who have nerve damage. Then once . . . " 

"Oh for heaven's sake, just turn it on so I can cum," pleaded Pam.

"Ok, here goes," said Jeff, flicking a switch.

It took only a few seconds before Pam started moving her hips gently. She closed her eyes and started moaning slightly while all in the pool watched closely. Over the next few minutes Jeff observed her closely and turned a knob slowly, which apparently increased the stimulation. Everyone noticed that Pam appeared to be experiencing great sexual pleasure and dewy moisture formed on her pussy lips. Pam started massaging her breasts. Jeff continued to increase the settings and after around seven minutes Pam tensed, gave a short sharp shriek and started writhing as she came hard. Jeff slowly decreased the settings and Pam gradually slowed then stopped her writhing and shuddering, a huge smile on her face.

"Oh, thank you, Jeff," she said as she opened her eyes. "That's the first cum I've had for ages and certainly one of the best since David passed. Thank you so much. I really needed that."

Jeff removed the device and Pam sat up and gave him a big sloppy kiss, caressing his semi-hard cock while doing so.

"I hope I can be one of the recipients of a production model as soon as it's available," she cooed in his ear.

"Of course, sweetheart," replied Jeff.

Pam climbed back in the pool and Jeff asked if anyone wanted to try out the male version. Marcie volunteered Greg.

"Come on, darling, you're sexual activities have been a bit on the wane recently. Let's see what this machine can do for you," she encouraged.

Greg gave her a good natured glare as he climbed out and dried himself.

"Ok, Jeff, what do I do?"

"Well, the male device is a little further down the track than the female so you simply need to fasten this plastic vial around the base of your cock with the Velcro so that it nestles behind your balls."

Greg positioned the device as suggested. 

"Now you can do this lying down or standing or whatever," continued Jeff. "Let's just have you stand side on to the pool so everyone can see. You'll need this bowl." Jeff handed Greg a bowl then he picked up the adjustable switch that dangled from the device and turned it slightly.

"How does that feel?" asked Jeff.

"Hmmm, slightly arousing and tingly," replied Greg, starting to become noticeably harder, "It's not going to make me cum like that but it feels great."

Jeff adjusted the switch, turning up the sensations and causing Greg's cock to rapidly harden and rise to its full extent.

"Sold," said Marcie, "I'll take two of those please Jeff."

A few chuckles passed through the watching group waiting in anticipation for what they knew should be coming next. Jeff continued to increase the stimulation, causing Greg to close his eyes and start moving his hips in fucking motions. Clearly he was becoming very aroused. After only a couple of minutes Jeff increased the switch setting to maximum and it only took a few seconds at that setting before Greg started spurting great globules of cum into the basin. Jeff slowly decreased the switch setting as Greg came down from his high.

"These devices can be used for torture by simply maintaining the high setting after the person has cum," he said to the group. "I have tried it on myself and it becomes very painful after a while. My cock and balls really tried hard to cum but I was completely dry so I basically had a few dry orgasms before I turned it off. I have cum three times in eight minutes once but wouldn't recommend that. For women, however, it is quite possibly better than the Sybian, according to my research assistant Amy, who came a large number of times for about 25 minutes once before she passed out."

"Wow, that was amazing," said Greg, coming back to earth, "I haven't cum that powerfully for many years"

"Amen to that," said Marcie, grinning as she thought of future possibilities.

Jeff removed the device from Greg's now flaccid cock and thanked him for his demonstration.

"If it was put on low and left like that, how long could a guy remain hard?" asked Dana.

"I don't know," replied Jeff, "The only time that Amy tried that on me I stayed hard without cumming for nearly an hour. She then sat on me, with the device still attached, and came twice while I also came twice, then I remained hard for another 40 minutes until she turned the device off. That was some session I can tell you." He grinned at Amy, noticing that she had flushed a lovely shade of pink.

"I guess the same thing would work on women too," suggested Chris, "I'm sure Gabby would really enjoy being stimulated for hours without being allowed to cum."

Gabby poked her tongue out at her partner.

"So anyway, where to from here?" continued Jeff. "Now that we have the circuitry all designed we need to miniaturise it so that it can fit into a small waterproof container. I have designed an induction battery charger so there will be nothing to plug in and need to use a wireless remote so that it can be controlled from a distance. Obviously the remote will need to have a separate frequency for each device otherwise one guy could turn on a whole heap of women who were wearing these things. Imagine walking down the street with women cumming all over the place because you wanted to turn on your girlfriend." He chuckled and let the laughter die down. "I am hoping that they will be ready for production within a few months. After that I will present each of you with one and we can sell them at 'Dana's'. We can also set up a viewing booth with a woman in the viewed room and the remote in the booth. If the woman was in bondage and unable to remove the device, then the viewer would be in total control of her arousal and orgasms. Now that would be worth watching."

Greg had cleaned up and jumped back in the pool. Jeff put his devices to one side and also jumped in. Emma took advantage of his almost hard cock to gently caress him in the warm water as she whispered in his ear, "I want to sample this very soon so don't stay here too much longer."

"The next phase of development after the miniaturization is complete it to develop feedback systems so that the device can be programmed to keep a person at a set stage of arousal, turning the stimulus down if the person goes over that. This would mean that a person could be held on the brink of cumming without actually being able to cum because each time he or she rises above the set level the machine will turn itself down. I'm sure you would all be interested in something like that," Jeff completed, grinning.

"Ok," summarised Marcie, "Thanks for the demo and future update, Jeff. Things are certainly looking up, literally it would seem. I'll arrange the passes and Jeff will arrange the devices and unless there's anything pressing at present the meeting is closed. Have a good night, although I think Greg might have done his dash for tonight."

People cuddled for a while in the pool then left for bed in couples or trios. Emma, Amy and Paula took Jeff off to bed along with the prototype toys, obviously destined for more use that night.

Once they reached the bedroom Amy ordered Jeff to lie on the bed while the three women tied his wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed. Then Amy set up the male device between his legs and turned it onto low. Within a minute his cock was standing up straight and tall. Amy straddled Jeff and sat down hard, his cock entering her slick cunt quickly and easily until his cock head pressed against her cervix.

"Oooohhh, I like that," she said smiling, "What a big boy we are tonight."

Amy started a frenetic forwards and backwards movement, causing her pussy and clit to rub hard against Jeff's cock as it plunged in and out of her slippery hole. Within a few minutes Amy came hard, closing her eyes and writhing on his cock while her body tingled and shuddered.

Once her orgasm was finished, she climbed off Jeff's still hard cock.

"Who's next?" she asked.

Emma took her place, again straddling Jeff's cock with her dripping pussy and sitting down hard to force his cock deeply into her. She leant forwards, grinding her clit against Jeff's pubic bone, closing her eyes to better focus on the delicious sensations coursing through her body from her clit. She lifted and dropped her body, again and again, pushing herself to her orgasm as Jeff also approached his. Within a very short time Jeff closed his eyes and cried out as he came hard into Emma's cunt, squirting his cum against her cervix and driving her to a hard orgasm.

Emma collapsed onto Jeff's chest, both partners panting in the afterglow of their orgasms.

"Come on, you've had your turn," wailed Paula. "I'm getting soooo sexy waiting while you guys just cuddle."

Reluctantly Emma sat up and climbed off Jeff's cock, which of course remained hard from the stimulations produced by the electronic device. Paula straddled Jeff and without further ado impaled herself on his rigid cock.

"Ooooohhhh, that feels so good," she moaned as she sat down hard, pressing his cock and pubic bone against all her sensitive parts. 




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 13



Author's notes:

1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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It was Saturday evening when the team had finally cleaned up 'Dana's' after the celebratory open day and at last had time to relax in the large spa pool at the house. With extended family and staff present, the pool was packed to capacity with many people sitting on others' knees both by choice and necessity. Marcie was summarizing the day.

"Thank you all so much for the huge effort you put into today. I know that many of you have been spending a great deal of time during the past few weeks to make this day the success that it has been. So again, thank you. 

"You'll be interested to hear we had 437 people through the doors participating in the wide variety of experiential and voyeuristic attractions. Most participated fully in the activities and experimented with sensations they had never experienced before. Several women commented to me that they had experienced physical punishment for the first time and had found it amazingly stimulating. One of the suggestions that several people made was that we should be running training courses to teach people aspects of BDSM that they wished to explore, followed up by a system whereby members of a BDSM club could use the facilities as many of them would like to experiment with this lifestyle but did not have the facilities. So that's food for thought for the future.

"Another suggestion was that we could move into the video pornography area, making and selling videos of pornographic and BDSM sessions and maybe having some form of subscription service over the internet. Again, food for thought for the future.

"That brings us to now, when we have tonight together followed tomorrow by a glorious day of relaxation with each other to celebrate 'Dana's' thirtieth anniversary. I'm not going to say much more, except again to thank you and hope you have an enjoyable celebration."

"I'd just like to add a very small bit, please," said Dana. "Way back when, thirty years ago, apparently this whole thing was somehow seen as my idea, hence the name. However, I am very pleased to be able to say that the operation has gone far beyond my initial vision and that is due to you all and the time, effort and commitment you have lavished on the business and on each other. So I would certainly like to add my sincere thanks to you all for expanding the vision and making our dreams a reality."

There was a smattering of applause from several of the group, before Emma started speaking.

"I'd just like to say thank you all for your welcome into the group. As you all know, it was only through 'Dana's' being in existence that I was able to find my Mom and, truth be known, find myself. So thank you all. I also need to congratulate two people. Mom, congratulations on going to be a grandmother in about nine months and Eric, congratulations on going to be a Daddy at the same time."

The whole group burst into cheering and clapping, congratulating Emma, Becks and Eric. When the noise had lessened, Emma continued: "So this means that I'll have to take some things easier than I would have liked fairly soon, but tomorrow I'm going to play full out. It also means that June can have Eric back now that he's done the deed. Thank you for the loan of your wonderful partner, June."

"I'd just like to say a few things too," began Trudi. "I well remember a long time ago the geology field trip on which I first seduced Todd and tricked him into sleeping with me. For a while after that, relationships were cool, to say the least, between Dana and I. It was Marcie and Greg who helped us sort ourselves out and introduced the concepts of polyamory, which has been the basis of this whole extended family. The family then grew by bringing in Pam and David, along with Gabby and Chris, who are also foundation members. The amalgamation of the two neighbouring families allowed this property to be developed as it is at present. Since then I have seen many people welcomed into this family just as Todd and I were, Vicki, Becks, Paula and Emma and, most recently, June and Eric, as well as others. I would just like to thank Marcie and Greg for their compassion, wisdom and teaching that they have freely offered to us all. Thank you so much, Marcie and Greg. I'm sure I speak for us all when I say we all love you to bits."

Everyone cheered and applauded loudly in support of Trudi's speech. Marcie and Greg looked a little overwhelmed and hugged each other before Marcie resumed her control over the proceedings.

"Thank you for those kind words, Trudi. I agree, we have come a long way from small beginnings but it is not just us, it is all of you who deserve to be congratulated and thanked for what we have all achieved together. Thank you all very much. So now your time is your own. You're all big people and know how to have fun together and look after yourselves and each other. There will be some caterers preparing food here and also bringing some in tomorrow, including a 9am breakfast, lunch sometime after midday, all-day snacks and a celebratory dinner in the evening. By the way, the catering staff members, Helga and Hettie, are both ex-Dana's staff so there's no need to feel embarrassed in any way around them. They assure me that they are also available if required and will fit in where needed and I have invited them to participate in whatever activities they wish and can fit in. So, enjoy tomorrow."

Vicki approached Emma and gave her a big hug.

"Congratulations, sweetie, good to know I'm not the only one pregnant around here. Have you felt any morning sickness yet?" asked Vicki.

"Not yet, but I'm only a bare minimum that a pregnancy test can detect. Time for that although I hope I won't have it."

"No, I'm very pleased I didn't have it. Must be a real problem having to feed a growing baby as well as yourself but not being able to keep any food down."

"So what about sex? Can we still experience it, still cum, still participate in all the games or what?"

"Well, I have been avoiding the stimulators and also not allowing anything too long in my cunt, but otherwise I think everything's Ok. Certainly has been for me so far. They say that during the last month or so deep penetrative sex should be avoided, but otherwise things should be fine."

"That's great. I'll just take it easy and listen to my body," replied Emma.

Dana had been listening to this exchange and added: "When I was pregnant with Damien I had normal sex all the time. I felt so horny for some reason. Poor Todd and Trudi; Todd had a real hard job keeping up with me and I think Trudi felt a bit neglected. However, there were always others to satisfy her needs around here."

"That's good to know," commented Emma, smiling at Vicki.

"You know, I was thinking, Mom mentioned about the suggestions of pornographic videos and one of the things that guys fantasize about is pregnant women being fucked. So once you're both obviously pregnant it would be interesting to make a porno video of you being fucked and also having a lesbian sex scene. Just keep it in mind for later."

"Ooohhh, that sounds hot," said Vicki. "What do you think, Emma?"

"Sounds great to me. Maybe we need to practise over the weekend," she replied with a grin.

Becks gave Emma a big hug. Emma noticed that she had tears in her eyes as they cuddled.

"I'm so pleased you found me and I'm so looking forward to being a grandmother," Becks whispered in Emma's ear. "Congratulations."

"Pleased it was successful," replied Emma. "It's going to be great having a baby for us both to love."

Paula came over and put her arms around mother and daughter and gave both a hug.

"Congrats, Emma. Who'd have thought, you going to be a Mom. I hope that pregnancy doesn't prevent a bit of genital torture, both ways of course."

"No," replied Emma smiling, "I'm sure I'll be up for both giving and receiving. Like some tomorrow, babe?"

"Ooohhh yes, I think so. Tomorrow afternoon as a demo if you like. That would be hot."

"Ok, you're on," replied Emma with a grin.

The group in the pool gradually decreased in number as people left for bed in twos or more. Non-resident staff members had been allocated guest rooms although there were also a few mattresses spread on the floor of the stage area if people wanted a larger space. After a while sounds could be heard coming from that area indicating that it was being well used.

Eric and June left the pool and headed for their room accompanied by Vicki and Yvonne, one of 'Dana's' strippers. Once inside they all showered to remove any chlorinated water from the pool and then lay on the bed embracing each other. June stroked Eric's erection.

"Is this for me now that Emma's preggie?" she asked, smiling.

"Yes, darling. Do you want him to make you preggie too?"

"Ooohhh, that could be fun. Not this month, but maybe I'll surprise you sometime by stopping my pills without telling you. Would you like that, darling?"

"Mmm, could be fun," replied Eric as his cock gave a lurch at the thought of not knowing if he was impregnating his loved one or not.

"I could do that too, I guess," said Yvonne, sitting up and allowing her gorgeous blonde hair to cover her large nipples. "Just imagine, the women's conspiracy; all women here stop taking any form of contraception for a month and see what happens. That would be so hot, knowing that everyone was playing Russian roulette at the same time."

"I think the married or committed strippers and pros would have difficulty persuading their husbands or partners to allow them to do that. They'd probably at least like to know who the father of their child is and certainly the husband or partner would want to know."

"Oh well, a nice fantasy," said Yvonne with a slight pout. "Maybe I'll just do it sometime. You could be a Daddy once more," she smiled at Eric.

"All this sexy talk of babies and fucking is making me sexy. Who's first of you three gorgeous wanton lusty wenches?" asked Eric, looking at three sets of breasts leaning over him.

"I think it's time you learned that it's not all about you," said Vicki. "What do you think, girls, shall we just arouse him without letting him cum while we have fun together?"

They agreed that was an excellent idea so June found some rope in the drawer and tied his hands together and tied them to the head end of the bed. She started fellating him while Vicki and Yvonne began caressing each other before moving into a 69 position. After a short time June straddled Eric's thigh and rubbed her wet pussy against his knee, allowing it to stimulate her clit as she teasingly, gently massaged his cock, listening to the increasingly sexy sounds being made by the two women who were starting to writhe about under the stimulation each was providing for the other.

"Ooohhh, come on honey, a bit harder please, I'll never cum with the featherlight touches you're giving me," complained Eric.

"That, my dear, is the whole intention," replied June as she fucked her pussy against his knee, feeling the stimulating sensations pouring through her body as she approached her orgasm.

"Ah, ah, ah, yes, yes, like that, yes, oooohhhhh, I'm cumming!" cried Vicki as she felt Yvonne's tongue take her to heaven. "Oooohhhh, yes, that was wonderful," she murmured as she came down from her high. "Mmmmm, must be your turn now, sweetheart."

Vicki rolled Yvonne over onto her back and resumed the 69 with herself on top. She inserted her finger into Yvonne's cunt and massaged her G spot as her tongue went wild on her clit. It took only a very few minutes before Yvonne was thrashing about on the bed, overwhelmed by a huge, silent orgasm that seemed to go on forever.

The sight of both Vicki and Yvonne cumming, along with the sensations as her clit pressed and moved on Eric's knee, were too much for June, who left Eric's cock alone as she massaged and twisted her nipples and came hard.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, yesssss, I'm cumming," she screamed loudly, bucking her hips on Eric's knee as she felt her orgasm wash over her, annihilating her. After at least a minute she slowed her movements and collapsed onto Eric's body, breathing hard.

As the three women recovered from their orgasms, Eric lay under June, frustrated, trying to rub his cock against her luscious body in an effort to cum, but to no avail. After a few minutes the women sat up and looked at Eric, smiling as they realized his predicament; horny as hell with nobody to fuck while three gorgeous women with drooling cunts watched him, smiling.

Finally June broke the silence. "Oh you poor darling," she said with exaggerated sympathy and heavy sarcasm, "What are we going to do with you?"

"I don't care, so long as I get to cum," replied Eric, his voice bordering on desperation.

"Hmmm, well, that could be a problem," replied June, "We've all cum so we don't really want sex anymore. I think you should just stay tied up for the night and we'll see what we can do maybe in the morning. How's that sound, girls?"

The three women agreed that Eric should just stay there like that all night while they slept. Eric was far less than satisfied with this suggestion.

"Please let me cum," he pleaded, "I'm really frustrated and my balls hurt like hell. I really need to cum. Surely you can't be serious about just leaving me like this? Can you? Really?"

The three women went into a huddle and held a whispered conversation. Once that was ended, June made the announcement.

"The tribunal has met and this is our decision. For the crime of ignoring your partner while you had as much sex with Emma as she wanted, we find you guilty. We have decided that your punishment will be that you will be denied sexual release tonight but that you will be given the opportunity to cum tomorrow before breakfast. That decision is unanimous and final."

"Noooo, you can't do this to me," protested Eric.

"We can, we will and we have. Now stop complaining and go to sleep. Tomorrow morning, if you behave yourself, we'll let you cum. Meantime, I'll sleep beside you and Vicki and Yvonne will sleep on the other bed. Any more fuss and I'll sleep with them." 

Having said that, June checked that the rope wasn't too tight around his wrists, covered Eric with the sheet and crawled in beside him while Vicki and Yvonne pulled the sheet over them in the other bed and snuggled down together.

"Goodnight, darling," said June, giving Eric a tongue-filled kiss. "Sleep well."

June then turned off the light and closed her eyes, going to sleep quickly after the busy day and sexy evening. Vicki and Yvonne dropped off to sleep quickly also, their hands filled with each other's breasts.

As dawn brought light to the guest room, Eric awoke, having slept fitfully with dreams of being ravished by an army of nubile women. He wriggled awkwardly towards June to cuddle up to her. Still half asleep, June reached out and held Eric's half hard cock, which rapidly lurched into full erection. Feeling this she remembered the previous evening and the torture they had inflicted on poor Eric. She nuzzled into his neck.

"How are you this morning, you poor darling?" she asked.

"Tired, frustrated, sexy as hell," he replied. "I didn't seem to sleep well, just kept waking up wanting release."

"Oh you poor sweetheart," she replied in a soothing tone, "When the others are awake we'll relieve your aching balls, promise."

Shortly they heard the sounds of Yvonne and Vicki waking up, kissing each other sensually, and the soft moans as each caressed the other.

"Yvonne, Vicki, we have work to do," announced June, climbing out of bed, drawing back the sheets from both beds and opening the drapes over the window to allow the sunlight to flood in.

"Oh, bright," said Yvonne, shading her eyes. "How are we going to fix Eric's hard problem?"

"Gawd, is it morning already," asked a sleepy Vicki. "We preggie girls need our beauty sleep."

"Ok," said June, "Let's play scissors, paper, rock to see who gets to fuck Eric. Unless you have a better suggestion?"

"It would be a shame to waste such a lovely erection," said Yvonne, "Has it been like that all night?" she asked Eric.

"Pretty much," answered Eric, glumly.

"Oh you poor sweetie," said Yvonne with a sarcastic smile, moving over to give his cock head a kiss and small suck. "What say we each get to sample it first before we play scissors, paper, rock," she suggested.

"That's a good idea," replied June. "Ok, let's find out who will be relieving him of his load then the other two can go first. Those two get 30 seconds each, Ok?"

Eric watched as they played to see who would finally fuck him. The first round eliminated June, the second round both had rock, and the third round Yvonne won.

As June had been eliminated first, she sat on Eric's cock, feeling it thrust its way into her cunt. Yvonne started timing as June moved back and forth, feeling her lover's cock head moving across her cervix and pressing her clit against his pubic bone. It seemed like only a second before Yvonne called time. She stopped and reluctantly raised herself off his erection, watching it wave in the air, shiny from her fluids.

Vicki straddled Eric and wrapped her hand around his cock, giving it a squeeze before shifting forwards, raising herself and lowering gently onto his well lubricated pole. Yvonne started timing again and Vicki raised and lowered herself on his cock, taking his full length into her cunt then allowing only the head to remain inside her. Eric closed his eyes, feeling the delicious sensations building and was almost ready to cum when Yvonne called time. Vicki slowly raised herself off Eric and climbed off the bed, sitting on the other bed alongside June, both women gently rubbing their clits.

Yvonne straddled Eric and lay down on him, sandwiching his cock between their bodies as she gave him a sexy kiss and moved her hips slowly, slightly, to massage his slippery cock. To Eric, this felt so good. He started moving his hips, but Yvonne felt the movement and lifted herself off him, stopping everything. 

"Ooohhh, fuck me, let me fuck you, let me cum, pleeeaase," he begged.

Yvonne just smiled and lay down again, her hard nipples pressing into his chest as she resumed her sexy kissing and slight movements. Eric had learnt well and lay still, completely motionless, as he felt the tiny movements stimulate his cock and push him ever so slowly towards orgasm. At least he was moving in the right direction now. 

Yvonne was an expert tease. She continued her actions for close to fifteen minutes before she felt Eric move once again, at which stage she took pity on him. After all, she wanted his cum in her cunt, not between their bodies. She moved forwards then backwards, positioning her cunt entrance to engulf his cock as she moved towards his feet. Once it was securely in place she stopped. Eric couldn't help it; he started moving his hips, fucking them backwards and forwards to try to get more inside Yvonne. Yvonne lay still, neither helping nor hindering, and then slowly continued moving towards his feet, nuzzling and nipping at his neck as her mouth passed that area, until she was fully impaled on his pulsing organ. She lay still, enthralled by the feeling of his cock pulsing in her cunt, pressing against her cervix as she pressed her clit against his hard pubic bone. She felt the waves of sexy sensations pour over her body, radiating from her clit to the extremities, causing her feet, hands and top of her head to tingle. 




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 13



She tightened her cunt muscles, eliciting a moan from Eric and pushing her closer to her orgasm. Could she cum like this, she wondered, without really moving, without really fucking. She lay there, making miniscule movements as the sensations increased, becoming stronger, ooohhhh, she thought, soooo close. This one will be soooo good. She kissed Eric's neck again, revelling in the musky man smell of him, feeling his cock pulse in her cunt and her answering tightening of muscles.

Suddenly she was there. From out of nowhere a huge wave of orgasm engulfed her and she moaned, cried out and writhed as she came hard lying on Eric.

"Oooohhhhh, yes, yesssss, so good, sooooo lovely, yes, yes, aaaaarrrr... gggghhhh!" she screamed.

Eric was so frustrated. He hadn't received enough stimulation to cum, not quite, so close yet still not quite there. Yet here was Yvonne having the orgasm of her sweet life, her movements were so chaotic that they did little to help him. Aaaarrrr... gggghhhh, he screamed inside himself, I need to cum, so much.

Slowly Yvonne stopped moving as the orgasm faded. She was left with her cunt muscles palpating against Eric's hard cock. As she came back to reality she realised that only she had cum and that Eric was still in the wonderfully painful land of limbo. She still had time to play - yessss, she thought.

Carefully Yvonne withdrew off Eric's cock, noticing it was now purple from the amount of engorgement, then straddled him and slowly sat down on his cock, feeling it enter her very gooey cunt with no resistance. When she was fully impaled on him, she sat still, cupping her breasts as she tweaked her nipples, gently and sexily licking her lips as she watched him closely. He tried to move his hips to fuck her but she just sat down heavily so he stopped.

When she was ready she started moving backwards and forwards, his cock moving out of her cunt at both extremes, first sliding over her vulva as she moved forwards, then fully inside and then over her clit as she moved backwards. What an amazing sensation, she thought. Gradually she increased the speed of movement, feeling Eric start to respond, to match the movements he was able to make to fit in time with hers. She listened to his breathing, becoming faster, shallower as he approached his orgasm. She felt the sensations arising in herself as well. A few more strokes and she'd be there; just a few more; one or two more. She closed her eyes, ready to cum when she felt him explode inside her.

"Aaaaarrrrrrggggghhhh!" he yelled as he squirted what he was sure were gallons of cum against the end of Yvonne's cunt. It went on and on; at least ten good squirts before he relaxed his muscles and the weaker final muscle contractions were reached.

As Yvonne felt his hot cum being deposited in the end of her cunt, the sensation put her into overload and she came again, hard and long, tingling sensations flowing through her whole body. She screamed. Loudly. She stopped moving, concentrating on her orgasm, then she started shuddering, felt weak and collapsed forward onto Eric's chest as he also came down from his high. They lay like that for several minutes, seeming like forever, recovering. Finally they heard a sound and looked over to see Vicki and June both in the throes of their orgasms on the other bed. Eric and Yvonne kissed deeply, and closed their eyes again, she with her arms around him, he with his wrists still tied to the bed.

Eric felt his bonds being untied and moved his arms downwards, rotating his hands and rubbing his wrists to ease the pain, and flexing his muscles to relieve aching shoulders and elbows. The pain was a small price to pay for the ecstasy he'd felt this morning, he thought. Yvonne stood up, cum dripping from her pussy, and headed for the bathroom. Over the next little while they all showered and attended to their needs, then headed downstairs to the kitchen, starving for breakfast.

As they entered the kitchen they smelt the delicious smells of freshly cooked hotcakes, bacon and toast. However they were amazed when they saw who had been doing the cooking. Two young women, naked except for aprons, looked up as they entered. According to the embroidered names on the aprons they were Helga and Hettie, and from their similarity in appearance they must have been twins.

"Good morning," greeted Helga, "I'm Helga, as you can see. So who have we here?"

They introduced themselves and Hettie also introduced herself, and explained they were the caterers for the day. They were certainly not shy and wasted little time in asking permission before fondling the women's breasts and giving Eric's limp, just-fucked cock a squeeze.

"In case you didn't realize, we're twins," said Hettie proudly, "And we both love sex. So we expect to get some attention later on in the day when all the cooking's finished. Do you think he'll be up for something by then?" she asked Eric.

"I'll see what I can manage," he replied with an interested grin as his cock also responded positively.

They helped themselves to food and drinks then headed out to the pool area to sit in the sun with the others who were eating or finishing breakfast. Everyone exchanged stories of the previous night and morning and it appeared that everyone had had a good time with partners and loved ones.

Gradually the numbers increased around the pool until everyone was there. People were talking quietly in couples of small groups, swimming, reading and generally relaxing after a tiring day yesterday.

Chris and Gabby lay down beside Todd and Dana. "Do you think we should organize something to get the show on the road?" asked Todd.

"Could do," agreed Dana, "Do you have any ideas in particular?"

"Well, I was thinking of those bikes we used a while ago. We've got four of them operational now. How would it be if all the younger women raced on those? So each time we could have four ride around the pool, the idea being to be the last one to cum each time. If you were lapped by anyone you would be disqualified, so that would prevent anyone just riding very slowly. Then the winners could have a ride off at the end, the grand winner being the last one to cum in that race."

"Sounds a great idea," agreed Gabby. "How many girls would be interested do you think?"

"Let's find out," replied Dana, standing up and giving a loud whistle to get everyone's attention.

"To start the day we thought we'd have some bike races. I think you know a bit about how this works. We have four bikes so probably need two heats and a final."

Immediately several of the younger women offered and after a few minutes they organized two heats. Heat one was going to be Emma, Paula, June and Julie, with heat two being Vicki, Rosie, Amy and Yvonne. While the organization was happening Todd and Chris had brought the four bikes from the shed and were lubricating the seats and fitting the dildos.

"Right, the rules are as follows," explained Dana. "You each ride your bike around the pool as fast as you like. If you lap someone then you are automatically a winner; if you are lapped you are automatically a loser. If you are one of the last two who haven't cum then you are a winner. So you have a choice. You can ride fast and try to lap someone, but risk cumming early or you can ride slowly to delay your orgasm but risk being lapped. The choice is yours. Each heat continues until there are two winners or two losers, then we have the final of the four winners from the heats. All clear so far? Any questions?"

There were none so Emma, Paula, June and Julie straddled their bikes and lowered themselves onto the dildos, then sat on the seats with the eight inch dildos fully inside them. Each bike was held by one of the guys. When they were ready Dana started them and the guys gave each bike a push to start them off.

June started pedalling hard, determined to win by lapping someone. She was quickly in the lead, feeling lovely sensations as her clit rubbed on the lubricated seat and her cunt was fucked gently yet firmly by the dildo. After only a couple of laps of the pool, when she was only half a pool length behind Julie, who was trailing the field, she felt sensations which she usually enjoyed but now dreaded. She knew if she continued at this speed she would cum before she caught Julie, so had to slow down, just managing to stop her orgasm as she dropped behind.

Emma and Paula were pacing themselves, riding together, hoping that June would cum before she lapped Julie. They chuckled when then saw June slow down abruptly, realizing what was happening. They glanced over their shoulders to see Julie pedalling slowly, keeping pace with them. Slowly they caught up with June, noticing the tension on her face as she struggled to keep moving without increasing the stimulation to cum.

The onlookers were cheering for their favorites. Without any malicious thoughts, they were egging June on, encouraging her to ride faster in the hope that she would cum, not so they would see her lose, but so they would see her cum. They were also cheering Julie on in the hope that she also would overexert herself and cum. 

After the sixth lap around the pool June was pedalling very slowly, eyes screwed up with concentration as she tried to focus on anything but the sensations that coursed through her body from her over-stimulated cunt and clit. It was too much. She wobbled on her bike, corrected, then stopped and fell off as she came hard, lying on the grass, writhing in ecstasy as she screamed out her orgasm. The onlookers cheered and clapped as she came hard for over a minute, then lay on the grass panting.

Meanwhile Julie had decided to try to lap Emma and Paula so had put on a spurt, passing them and pulling ahead by a pool length. The gap continued to increase until Emma and Paula were concerned that they would both be lapped. They increased their pace, Emma pulling away from Paula as Paula felt the effects of the increasing stimulation. She was in a very difficult situation; Julie had almost lapped her but if she went any faster she knew she would cum within a very short time. 

Meanwhile Julie had a problem herself. She had the dilemma of choosing to either continue fast to lap Paula or slow down in the hope that Emma would cum. She knew she couldn't hold on for much longer; would she be able to hold on to lap Paula? She decided to try it and focused her mind on pedalling, doing her best to ignore the pressing need to cum. She pulled alongside Paula; just a few more pedal strokes, she told herself. Paula tried to increase her pace but the stimulation was too great. With a scream she fell off her bike and lay thrashing on the grass, cumming hard.

Again the onlookers cheered as both Emma and Julie stopped riding. Julie felt a tiny orgasm as she continued to stand astride her bike seat with her dildo fully extended, but she was able to control it so she remained standing and it passed unnoticed by the onlookers. Emma quickly dismounted and stood stationary for a short while to allow the sensations to die away.

"Congratulations to our winners, Emma and Julie," announced Dana. Paula and June, your orgasms looked sensational. I hope you enjoyed them as much as we did."

"Probably a great deal more," replied a fully recovered June.

The bikes and dildos were washed and relubed and Vicki, Rosie, Amy and Yvonne straddled their bikes ready to commence. Dana once again started them and the bike handlers pushed them off to an even start.

Having watched Julie's performance in the first heat, the racers had obviously decided that was a good strategy so the race started off very slowly, nobody wanting to race away from the pack. So there was much wobbling as they all tried to pedal slower to keep the prized rearmost position. However, Vicki was not one to tolerate this supposed inaction for very long. She backed herself to be able to sprint around the pool, maybe lapping all three of the other riders and thereby winning before she came.

Vicki started pedalling hard and fast, pulling away from the pack and quickly put a pool length between herself and the others. Amy and Rosie were concerned by this and by mutual agreement it seemed they both increased their speed to leave Yvonne behind. Yvonne glanced over her shoulder, seeing Vicki approaching about half a pool length behind. She increased her speed a little, but also noticed that Vicki was starting to wobble, not from going too slowly this time. 

Vicki suspected that she had blown her chances. As she continued to pull away from the pack she felt the sensations building, feeling the muscles in her legs weakening and sexy sensations coursing throughout her body from the stimulation her cunt and clit were receiving. Could she keep it up, she wondered. Only a few yards behind Yvonne now, just a few more pedal strokes, but she knew if she passed Yvonne, then came, they would both be losers. She had to hold on to pass one of the other two as well.

Vicki's front wheel overlapped Yvonne's rear wheel as the onlookers watched the duel, wondering how it would turn out. Yvonne just managed to hold off Vicki for half a length, gaining on Amy and Rosie in doing so, before Vicki let out a scream and fell onto the grass, holding her pussy as she writhed as if in agony, but really in overwhelming pleasure as her orgasm washed through her body.

Yvonne immediately slowed down, close to cumming herself from the effort of avoiding being lapped. She watched Amy and Rosie, Amy slightly ahead but Rosie looking wobbly as she dropped slowly behind. As Yvonne watched, Rosie's bike wobbled even more before slowing and gently depositing Rosie on the grass, holding her pussy as she came silently with closed eyes. Yvonne and Amy slowed then stopped, both close to cumming but knowing they had won - this time.

The onlookers gave them all loud applause, helped them off their bikes and returned the bikes to the start line.

"Congratulations to Yvonne and Amy," announced Dana. "In fairness to them we will now have a 30 minute break before Yvonne, Amy, Emma and Julie ride in the final."

People mingled, offering congratulations to the winners, commiserations to the losers, refreshing their drinks and returning to their selected places around the pool area. Several went swimming, including Emma and Amy to cool off after their exertions.

Julie sat down beside Eric. "What if we fucked now so that I was all cummed out before the final?" asked Julie

"Well, much as I'd like to fuck you anytime, that hardly seems fair on the others," replied Eric.

"Well, they could do it as well if they wished," she replied.

"Yes, I guess so. Ok, if you want to."

It took only a few seconds for Eric's cock to attain full hardness and slip into Julie's already well lubricated and stimulated cunt. After only a few thrusts, Julie was cumming, clenching her cunt muscles around Eric's hard pole as she came hard and long from the build-up of stimulation earlier. She continued moving on his cock and very soon Eric came inside her, adding greatly to the lubrication.

Amy watched the couple and realized what Julie was doing, so mentioned it to Emma and Yvonne when they climbed out of the pool.

"Hmmm," commented Emma, "We can play that game too."

Amy approached Jeff, Emma approached Todd and Yvonne looked around for a guy, choosing Chris. They each explained their needs and very soon the three of them were cumming hard with their respective partners, receiving in return a load of male lubrication.

The thirty minute break went quickly and the bikes and girls were soon lined up again, dildos in position, waiting for Dana to start them.

"This time there is only one winner, who will be the one who either cums last or does not cum or the one who laps the other three. Any questions?"

There were none, so Dana started them off, each girl being pushed off by the guy who had so recently fucked her.

Once again they all vied for the rear position, having twice seen that going out in front was unsuccessful. However, there is a limit to how slow a push bike can travel and remain stable, so very soon the person with the best balance, in this case June, was slightly behind the others. Julie, in the lead, was confident that after her massive cum with Eric and her small cum after the first race, and having had longer to recuperate than two of the girls, she would be able to hold off cumming until she had lapped the field. So she started pedalling hard.

Within a few minutes she had almost achieved her goal and was only two bike lengths behind June at the rear, who was about half a pool length behind the other two girls. Julie felt herself building up for a third orgasm in the past hour but she pushed on, gaining ground against all three rivals. She drew abreast of June after another lap but June obviously wasn't willing to be lapped that easily and fought back, speeding up to match and then just exceed Julie's speed, gradually pulling away and keeping just ahead of Julie. 

So near yet so far, thought Julie as she increased her rate of pedalling, feeling the dildo doing its work inside her and her clit pressing hard on the lubricated seat. The sensations were starting to overcome her and she knew she was slowing down as she lost concentration. Suddenly, from out of nowhere it seemed, she came, screaming as she lost control of her bike and was catapulted into the pool in mid-scream. She rose above the surface spluttering and coughing at the same time as she continued cumming, holding onto the side of the pool to let the sensations pass.

Emma and Amy had watched the duel between Julie and June and now watched as June slowed right down again, reducing the stimulation and placing her in an excellent position. Now the initiative was on Emma and Amy; which of them would be able to sprint ahead and lap June or would it come down to a situation where they would have to duel with each other? Those were the questions rushing through their heads as they both strived to reduce the pleasurable sensations emanating from their pussies as much as possible.

The situation was unchanged for several laps. Julie had been helped from the pool, by some onlookers while the cyclists continued to slowly pedal their way around the pool. Emma decided she had spent enough time in this holding pattern. She increased her pedalling rate, pulling away from Amy slowly and starting to catch up with June, who was now only half a lap ahead of her. She tried to ignore the stimulation, thinking only of the victory which she was confident of achieving.

After two more laps she was alongside June, who was now forced to increase her speed to avoid being lapped. As they both pedalled as fast as possible, they also gained on Amy, who had increased her speed also. Suddenly June slowed down quickly and let out a scream as she came, rolling sideways onto the grass as Emma flashed past. Only Amy to go, thought Emma.

Emma maintained her pedalling rate and pulled up almost level with Amy's bike. Amy was just able to keep ahead, feeling the urge to cum strong in her pussy as she focused on keeping just ahead of Emma. Then it was all over as Amy couldn't retain her focus and came hard, toppling off her bike onto the grass where she writhed and thrashed about as the intense orgasm had its way with her, leaving Emma to slow to a stop and gently dismount, lying on the grass to recuperate from her exertions and allow the need to cum to fade away gradually.

The onlookers rushed to congratulate Emma on her win. After the commotion subsided, Dana asked Emma what she would like as her prize.

"I would like Todd to whip me please. I know that sounds strange, but I've been talking with Amy and she told me how Todd had whipped her at the 25th anniversary. I don't quite want to go to that extent, but I do want to feel the sting of the lash administered by Todd."




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 13



Dana was quite surprised. She knew that Emma had enjoyed many of the Dungeon activities and that she seemed to enjoy being whipped in her and Paula's act on stage, but it appeared that her love of being beaten was quite genuine. Then again, maybe she simply liked experiencing challenges. Whatever, it was going to be an interesting addition to the afternoon's agenda.

"Ok, I'm sure that Todd will be pleased to oblige," replied Dana. "Shall we do that after lunch?"

"Yes, that would be a good idea because then I'll be able to sit down to eat," laughed Emma.

As people returned to their own activities, Becks approached Emma and asked her about her choice of prize.

"Sweetheart, you could have asked for something pleasant rather than what most people would view as a punishment," she began.

"But Mom, it is pleasant for me. Remember that Paula and I used to whip and cane each other on stage and we still do, only far milder than we did in our old place. I seem to miss the pain and I also wanted to experience this treatment at the hands of Todd, who I've been told is the best in the business. Amy told me in detail how she was whipped and how Todd fudged the final stroke so she still has her clit. I really do want the experience of being whipped at the hands of such a wonderfully considerate person. Consider it personal growth," she laughed, "And it's a good idea to do it before I get a really swelly belly, don't you think?"

"Hmmm, Ok, if you've made up your mind, that's fine. You're a big person so I guess I have to accept your decision."

"Tell you what I'd really like also," continued Emma, "I want to make love with you afterwards, while my pussy is still sore, tender and stinging from the blows, and also ultrasensitive to your fingers and tongue."

"Ok, if that's what you want I'll be happy to oblige," replied Becks. "Let's go and eat anyway. I'm starving."

Before they could go to lunch, Marcie announced that there was going to be one more activity before they ate.

"I know many of you like games so this is in the form of a game for us all to play," she announced. "So firstly I want you all to get into pairs, either male-female pairs or female-female, no male-male please as males are in short supply."

Everyone paired up and Marcie gave each pair a packet of 25 short, thin sterilized hypodermic needles. She noticed that Hettie was without a partner, Helga having paired up with Yvonne, so asked Hettie to be her partner. Marcie then held up two large fluffy dice.

"When I roll these dice the total will be between two and twelve, obviously," she explained. So each person in a pair must choose now whether they will be overs or unders, overs being twelve to eight and unders being six to two." 

She waited until everyone had chosen, then she moved to the whiteboard and wrote two columns of numbers, 2 to 6 and 12 to 8, with 7 at the bottom.

"When I roll the dice the total will indicate who does what. So if I roll 8, the unders person will take a needle and insert it into the side or aureole of the overs person. Likewise, if it is 6, the overs person will insert a needle into the same position in their partner."

Marcie wrote 'breast' alongside the row that contained 6 and 8.

"Just remember that if you're inserting the needle into a guy, make certain it goes in at an angle so that it doesn't cause damage by hitting bone. Then for the other numbers I'll write alongside each what part of the body is to receive the needle."

On the whiteboard she wrote 'labia/cock shaft' alongside 5 and 9, 'nipple' alongside 4 and 10, 'clit hood/ball sac' alongside 3 and 11, and 'clit/cock head' alongside 2 and 12. Alongside 7 she wrote 'free choice'.

"I'm sure all of you will know that the most likely number to come up is seven and least likely are two and twelve. Therefore you will most likely get more free choices than anything else. Once you get a free choice, each partner inserts a needle into the other wherever they choose, within safety guidelines of course. Remember no insertions above shoulder height and no permanent damage is to be done. Are there any questions?"

There was quiet discussion between the partners of each pair then Todd commented, "Because the chance of a roll being an over or an under are equal, it follows that statistically both partners will have the same number of needles inserted into them, but that won't necessarily follow in practice. Is that correct?"

"Yes," replied Marcie, "That's correct. In fact it is possible, though highly unlikely, that one partner in each pair will have, say, twenty needles and the other only five. Interesting game, eh. By the way, for a 3 or 11 for a guy, be careful to only insert the needle through the sac, do not penetrate a ball as that can be dangerous as the balls are not immobilized. "

There was a small amount of discussion which Marcie cut off by announcing the first roll. She rolled the dice and observed the result.

"The total for the first roll is five. That means that the overs person takes a needle and inserts it into the labia or cock shaft of their unders partner. You can do that now."

Marcie had chosen to be the unders partner so Hettie removed a needle, Marcie lay back with her legs widely spread and felt the sting as Hettie inserted the needle into her left labia. From the remainder of the group there were a few muffled 'ouch' sounds.

Marcie stood carefully and rolled the dice again. "The second roll is eleven," she announced. "The unders person in each pair can therefore insert a needle into the clit hood or ball sac of their partner. Just take care as you do this."

Hettie lay back and Marcie spent a short time isolating her clit hood before inserting a needle through it from side to side. Hettie closed her eyes as pain washed through her for a few moments, then smiled up at Marcie.

"All good," she said, "It feels really strange though."

From around the pairs there were some sharp yelps of pain as needles penetrated ball sacs and hoods, but they all quickly settled down.

Marcie rolled again, an eight, so the overs received a needle in one of their breasts. The next rolls were a six, eleven and two.

The penetrations from the six and eleven went quietly, but for the two, when the unders partner received a needle in her clit or cock head, there were several loud screams as the needle penetrated these very sensitive areas.

The next roll was a seven. Marcie told them that they could each insert a needle into their partner and that it was a good idea to be kind because the chances were that there would be another seven rolled so there would be an opportunity for revenge.

Hettie went first, ignoring Marcie's advice and inserting a needle lengthwise into Marcie's clit. Marcie gasped at the pain, feeling a little faint for a short time as the stinging pain radiated throughout her body. Hettie watched slightly apprehensively, expecting Marcie to retaliate in kind. However, Hettie was a pain slut from way back so was looking forward to the experience. She was not disappointed; Marcie inserted a needle down the length of her clit and twisted it when it was in place. Hettie screamed a short, sharp scream, then opened her eyes again and thanked Marcie.

From the responses from the pairs, it appeared that most had taken advantage of the opportunity to inflict real pain on their partner, in the most loving way possible of course. All the men now sported a needle in their cock head and all the women now had a needle either lengthwise of crosswise through their clit. The game was becoming more exciting.

Over the next little while the game progressed, with another three 7s being rolled as well as a twelve, until only one needle remained. Marcie rolled the dice, obtaining a three, and over partners inserted the final needle into their partners. By now all the women had at least one needle in each nipple, and often several through their clit, while men had several through their cock head and at least two in their ball sac. 

"It's now lunchtime. Please keep your needles in until after lunch, when you can either remove them yourself or somebody can do this for you. It's 1.15 now; let's say that no needles can be removed until 2pm. That Ok for everyone?" asked Marcie.

There was no dissent so everyone headed to the delicious buffet lunch that Helga and Hettie had prepared before they received their needles. They ate lunch without their aprons, which would have rubbed against the needles in their breasts. It was interesting to see that most people walked slowly and carefully because of the needles in their genital regions.

Over lunch Todd and Emma had a chat about what Emma wanted and in particular what she aimed to achieve by being whipped. She wanted to experience the helplessness associated of being controlled by somebody else and being hurt by them. She wanted to feel the pain and practice turning sexual pain into sexual pleasure. She also wanted to cum under the whip, something she had never done before. She also wanted the whipping outside so she could feel the sun on her skin as it was whipped.

After lunch, at 2pm, people spent time removing needles from each other and disposing of them in the sharps containers provided. Several guys set up a portable whipping frame by the pool so Emma's whipping could take place in the open. Emma and Todd had chosen how Emma wanted to be positioned. She firstly had rope bound around her breasts, then was tied into the frame bent over a bar, with her wrists and ankles tied to the side bars. This position presented her back, arse and thighs to Todd's whip. The rest of the people there, including Helga and Hettie, gathered around at a safe distance, sitting on the grass or on chairs to watch the demonstration.

To begin with Todd took a multi-tailed whip to accustom Emma's body to the potential pain. He spent about ten minutes whipping her back, arse, inner thighs and pussy area with gentle strokes to start with, working up to more rapid, harder strokes as the endorphins were released to enable higher levels of pain to be tolerated. By the end of this preliminary whipping Emma's skin on the affected areas was glowing red but no skin was broken and no welts had risen.

Emma was then repositioned so that she was on her back suspended from broad straps around her wrists and behind her knees, both arms and legs being held widely apart. This provided open access to her breasts, abdomen, pussy and thighs.

Once again Todd spent ten minutes whipping the exposed areas with gentle, then progressively faster, harder strokes. Towards the end he laid many strokes across her breasts, including her nipples, and onto her pussy lips and clit. Emma would writhe after each blow to these sensitive areas, crying out in pain on several occasions and at the end was sobbing quietly and continuously. 

Todd went to her and crouched down beside her head.

"How are you feeling?" he asked quietly.

"Ooohhh, I feel absolutely wonderful. Painful, but wonderful. Thank you darling. It's so good to be whipped by such an expert."

"Ok to carry on then? You remember the safe word, don't you?"

"Yes, please carry on with our plan, please whip me hard. Yes, I remember the safe word and know to use it if I choose to."

"Ok, that's all good. Enjoy."

Emma was now repositioned to stand upright between the frame poles, ankles and wrists tied to the poles, spreading her wide open. Todd picked up a short, thin cane and started gently tapping her body with it, breasts, nipples, abdomen, a couple of taps on her pussy, then behind for her arse cheeks and backs of her thighs. He then took a longer cane and increased the strength of the strokes on her arse and thighs while decreasing the stroke rate, allowing her to assimilate the pain of each stroke separately as he began to raise red welts across her arse cheeks. She wriggled her arse to try to dissipate the pain.

Once her arse was suitably reddened and welted, he returned to her front side, placing some strokes across her abdomen before working up to her breasts, where he caned top, bottom and finally the nipples themselves, each blow now eliciting a howl of pain, a few sobs, then the words: "More please, Sir."

Once her breasts met Todd's satisfaction, he then started on her thighs, from bottom to top, before repositioning himself directly in front of her and starting to gently tap her inner thighs, both sides, with the cane, moving always closer to her pussy. The strength of the strokes gradually increased until small welts were being raised with each stroke. Todd noticed that Emma now had her eyes closed and was making small mewling sounds indicating that she was very sexually aroused. The final three strokes were one on each pussy lip and one between them, directly on Emma's sensitive clit. This final stroke caused her to cum, shaking uncontrollably in her bonds before relaxing and simply hanging from the wrist supports.

The onlookers were amazed at the punishment Emma's body was taking and the fact that Emma appeared to be enjoying it immensely. After she had cum and recovered from her orgasm, she smiled at Todd and quietly thanked him, asking for more now please. 

Todd picked up his eight foot plaited kangaroo hide stock whip, his pride and joy and the one he had used so effectively on Amy five years earlier. He swung and cracked it a few times, causing Emma to glance at him in alarm. He then ran the whip over her body, allowing her skin to feel the plaited leather that was going to be hitting it hard in a few moments. Once these preliminaries were completed, he stood away from her a little and swung the whip again, cracking the popper loudly.

Jeff clipped two spring nipple clamps to Emma's nipples then stood back. Todd lined these up with his whip and made two quick strokes, each stroke removing one clamp without touching Emma's skin. Emma let out a small shriek as each clamp was removed and the pain associated with the sudden release of pressure radiated through her body.

Jeff then tied a piece of string around one nipple, pulled it tight between her nipples and tied the other end to the other nipple, leaving the string between her breasts tight and a few inches above her sternum. Todd lined up on this target and made his stroke, the popper cleanly cutting the string without touching Emma. Again Emma let out an involuntary shriek as the instantaneous tension in the string increased then released. Jeff untied her nipples.

Emma was repositioned so that she was on her back, suspended by straps from knees and wrists, with her legs tied wide apart. Damien brought several longer strings and tied each one so that one end of each string was tied to each thigh and the string between the thighs was tight. The five strings started just above her knees and were roughly equally spaced with the last one being about half an inch from her pussy lips. Todd moved in line with her body, estimated the distance carefully and made a stroke with the whip that cut the first string neatly in half. He repeated this another three times, each time cutting the next string until only one string remained, half an inch from her sensitive pussy lips and clit.

"Are you ready for this?" he asked Emma.

Emma nodded without speaking, her eyes closed and braced against the expected searing pain of the whip hitting her pussy. Todd made a trial stroke then the final cutting stroke, neatly severing the remaining string without touching Emma's skin.

The onlookers applauded loudly as most people let out breaths they hadn't been aware they were holding. Becks was being comforted by Marcie as she watched her beloved daughter undergo the prize she had chosen for winning her race.

Todd once again approached Emma.

"It's time now for your body to feel the whip. Are you ready? Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked.

"Oh, yes, please whip me, darling," she replied eagerly and with certainty.

Todd stepped away and as gently as possible laid a stroke across her abdomen. It had no flick to it at the end but it just lay on her body for a second before sliding off. In fact it didn't even leave a mark, much less a welt.

"Harder, please Sir, much harder," requested Emma.

Todd laid several more strokes across her sensitive skin, each one slightly harder than the last until the final stroke raised a noticeable welt. He then continued whipping Emma with a further five strokes across her abdomen, then moved upwards to whip across the lower side of her breasts, then the upper side, then directly across her sensitive nipples.

"Oooooo... wwwwwww!" she yelled, writhing as much as she could in her bonds. 

"Do you want to stop?" asked Todd.

"No, don't even think of it. More like that please, Sir. Ignore my cries and maybe screams. Just whip me."

Todd repeated the strokes across her breasts, lower, upper, nipples, several more times, each time eliciting a scream as he whipped her nipples. He examined the sensitive skin, then decided that one more set, slightly harder, would finish that area. He did that, each stroke leaving a definite welt behind it, the last stroke eliciting a howl of agony from Emma as flecks of blood appeared on her nipples and aureoles.

"That's all for there," Todd told her.

"Mmmm, thank you. That last stroke was wonderful. You have no idea how sexy this is making me feel," she replied.

Becks broke away from Marcie and approached Emma.

"Emma, sweetheart, stop it now. You don't have to do this you know," she pleaded.

"Mom, I want to do this. The feelings are incredible. Haven't you ever been beaten and enjoyed it? If so, you'll know what I mean."

Becks thought back to the times she'd been beaten and the joy it had brought her. What right did she have to prevent Emma experiencing that joy, she thought. Without another word she returned to Marcie.

Emma was repositioned into the vertical position once again. Todd stood beside her and carefully and gently whipped her back and arse, making certain that the power of the stroke did not cause the popper to flick, which had the ability to cut skin like paper. The strokes left a series of welts across her back, arse cheeks and upper thighs but Todd was careful to regulate the strokes so they did not draw blood.

Emma was repositioned again on her back with her legs apart and her pussy wide open to the whip. Todd stepped in line with Emma's body for the final set of strokes. The onlookers hushed, knowing this was the big set. Amy in particular was apprehensive for Emma, remembering her own experience in this situation.

Once again Todd started softly, allowing the whip to lie for a second on Emma's pussy before sliding it off, allowing her to get the feel of the leather against her sensitive pussy lips and clit. The fourth stroke he made was slightly harder, and the fifth harder still, both on her pussy lips, already swollen from arousal and earlier beating.

The next two strokes were harder and made contact with Emma down the crease between her upper thigh and lower abdomen on both sides. Still they were only hard enough to redden the skin, leaving an imprint of the plaiting, rather than to raise a welt. He continued playing with the whip in this very tender region, causing increasing redness without raising any welts. Emma was moaning continually now, rolling her head from side to side, obviously very aroused and seeking release in an explosive orgasm.

Todd lined up what was to be his final stroke very carefully, aiming for Emma's engorged clit which was very prominent between her pussy lips. He used the most force he thought it could bear without causing possibly permanent damage to the nerves lying so close under the skin. The onlookers were hushed, collectively holding their breath waiting for the climax.

Todd's stroke was quick and accurate, the strength perfectly judged and Emma almost went into orbit as her orgasm struck. She let out a blood-curdling scream as she thrashed around in her bonds completely uncontrollably. This lasted for several minutes before she gradually quietened down again and Jeff and Damien were able to release her from her bonds. Becks was there to support her as she collapsed into her mother's arms, sobbing against her neck from an overload of emotions.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 14



Author's notes:

1. This series follows on from my previous series 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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Angela and I met on the videography course we both attended. It wasn't anything like love at first sight with bells and whistles, but rather a gentler choosing to work together because we found we had excellent complementary skills, mine in the more technical fields, Ange's in the compositional aspects. We both graduated at the same time and decided to set up our own videography business.

Ange and I became lovers in about week five of the course, so had been an item for nearly three years when we graduated. We had moved in together half way through the first year and had experimented sexually with our needs and desires, exploring each other's limits of pleasure and pain. We had also done some experimental videography of sexual activities, both ours and those of consenting friends. We had plenty of time to experiment with the technical aspects of creating what were pornographic movies, if they were to be judged, but which to us were technical experiments in recording the joy and beauty of people enjoying each other sexually.

One of the things we did not want in our movies was a fixed and unchanging camera position which we very quickly discovered made for a boring final product. It also tended to decenter the picture if the subjects moved, which happened frequently when we set up cameras to record our own activities. I perfected remote controlled cameras in which focus, magnification and angle could be altered from a console. By the end of the course our standard setup was three remotely operated cameras on tripods and one mobile camera, operated by Ange, all of which fed pictures wirelessly into a quad-screen console which I monitored and from which I could control the tripod-mounted cameras. This gave us four complete videos of the same action, which we could then edit at our leisure.

Erotica became our specialty field in addition to the other fields in which we gained experience on the course, such as nature, architecture, sport and adventure activities. It was not surprising therefore that shortly before we graduated from the course we established a business named VideoErotica Inc. and began putting our name out in the marketplace, offering services to diverse people and organizations, from couples who wanted sexy movies of themselves right through the spectrum to those offering pay-by-view erotic movies for sale on the internet. We were therefore thrilled when we had a call from a woman calling herself Dana from the strip club and brothel 'Dana's'. 

We arrived for the interview at the appointed time and were shown in to an interview room by Emma, the receptionist, who, we noted, was about six months pregnant. Dana introduced herself, Todd, Trudi, Chris and Gabby, offered us water, tea and coffee, and told us a little about 'Dana's' club and organization.

"While we are ostensibly a registered strip club and brothel," explained Dana, "We also undertake a great number of other activities including sexual counselling, sexual education, training for BDSM activities, for which we have our own fully equipped Dungeon, as well as providing facilities for many people to live together in a wide variety of relationships. One aspect that we have discussed occasionally but have not fully investigated is that of creating erotic videos of what happens here and of specific scenarios. We're finding that an increasing number of clients are requesting videos of scenes they undertake here but without going into the whole developmental process of making these we've been unable to provide this service. We noticed your advertisement in a local sex shop and wondered if you'd be interested in providing the service for us on a contract basis."

Ange and I looked at each other, smiled, then both tried to talk at once, both stopping.

"You go," said Ange.

"Thank you for your kind offer. The short answer is yes, we would be very interested in providing the service you envisage and in working with you to develop erotic videography here."

Dana glanced at the others there and smiled.

"That's awesome. Thank you," replied Dana. "Right, you're the experts, so you'll need to tell us what you need to set this up. We also need to discuss our business relationship and lots of other details, but we're extremely pleased that you've agreed in principle. Now, how about a tour of the facilities?"

We agreed that this would be an excellent idea so Dana and Todd took us on a tour while the other three 'Dana's' people excused themselves and returned to other work they had to do. Dana took us first to the public areas so we could see where the strip shows took place and then she took us to a couple of vacant rooms used by prostitutes, followed by visits to the toy rooms, as she called them, where sexual toys could be used either solo or with partners. While she explained what happened in each area Ange and I focussed on the possibilities of setting up cameras to create videos of activities taking place in each place we visited. We didn't see too many problems as we could extend the camera setup for the strip shows and could use fewer and smaller remotely operated cameras in the private rooms.

Todd remained at the club to do some work while Dana then took us the short distance to her home, which she told us was where everything started when her parents and Gabby's parents had set up the first 'Dana's' club many years earlier. She explained how the houses had been joined together, then modified and extended, before the strip show and brothel had moved out to their present premises. 

"However, we have retained some things here. This is where we live, relax and play," said Dana.

The back yard was huge with a large pool, trees and shrubs, a very big patio and outdoor furniture.

"When we have a celebration, like a major birthday party, anniversary or, soon, the birth of two more children, the mother of one being Emma, as you may have noticed, we all come here. We also have the Dungeon in the basement, largely unchanged from how it was originally when I was still a teen." Dana paused, a dreamy look coming into her eyes as she remembered those days, remembered finding out about sex by watching her parents in the Dungeon as she came from stroking her clit at the foot of the stairs. "Anyway, when we're here we're all naked, in fact it feels strange walking around here with clothes on. So I'm going to remove mine, you can also if you wish."

Without further ado, Dana unfastened her wraparound dress, which dropped to the floor, leaving her standing stark naked. She picked up her dress and placed it over the back of a chair.

Ange and I looked at each other, then, as if by mutual agreement, we removed our clothes, placing them on chairs as well. I was momentarily embarrassed as I turned around due to my half hard cock protruding from my nest of hair. Dana glanced at it, then at me.

"Yeah, we see a lot of them like that here," she grinned. "Is that for me?"

I assured her it was if she wanted it and that she was very sexy, especially the matter-of-fact way she just dropped her dress and was naked beneath.

"Well, it's a real buzz at my age to know I can still turn a young man on, especially one with such an attractive partner. Thank you. Maybe I'll be able to get to know you better some time, assuming Ange doesn't mind," replied Dana, glancing at Ange's face to see how she was taking the inviting comments to her man.

Ange didn't quite know what to say, so she remained silent and gave both Dana and me a smile, then looked at my cock, unconsciously licking her lips.

"Come on down to the Dungeon," invited Dana, heading down the main hallway before turning off down a stairwell.

Ange and I followed her, Ange surreptitiously holding my cock gently and rubbing it slowly. By the hardness and protrusion of her nipples she seemed to be very turned on; she was very easy to turn on I had learned.

We entered the Dungeon and Ange gasped in amazement at the equipment spread around the place and the sumptuous, luxurious feel it had. While we were far from experts or even widely experienced in Dungeons, we had been in a couple during our learning on the course but they were only pale shadows of the one we now stood in. Once our amazement waned slightly, we started discussing camera angles, exposures, where we could set up a console and other technical matters. Dana listened in only mild understanding and answered any questions we had. I felt that she was assessing out technical expertise at this stage to ensure that we were capable of carrying out the work she envisaged. 

After our discussion ended, she asked if we'd like to experience anything here. I looked at Ange as she looked at me and I noticed she was quite flushed.

"What sort of things do you have in mind?" I asked, naively as it turned out.

"Oh," said Dana, "I guess it would be best if we did a quick tour of the Dungeon so you know some of the possibilities, I guess."

Dana took us around the Dungeon, explaining some of the uses of each piece of equipment, opening cupboards and drawers to show us the dildos, whips, canes, vibrators, clamps, needles, ropes and a myriad of other equipment that she told us was used to create sexual pain and pleasure. Ange was intrigued with the sex swing and asked if she could try it out.

"Of course," replied Dana, holding the swing still to let Ange climb clumsily into it.

She sat on the edge of it, feet hanging down.

"It doesn't really feel that sexy," she said, a disappointed note in her voice.

"Ok, so lie back in it," said Dana, then taking Ange's arms and legs and attaching them to the corners of the swing. "How does that feel now?" 

"Ooohhh, that feels sexy," replied Ange. "What happens now? Do I just lie here?"

Dana laughed. "No, silly, you get fucked now."

She turned to me. "You ready to fuck her like this?" she asked, looking at my now fully hard cock.

"Yes, more than ready," I replied as I gazed at Ange's moist pussy so beautifully and helplessly displayed.

"Right, then stand here while I adjust her height."

I stood where Dana had indicated and she adjusted the height of the swing so that Ange's pussy was lined up with my cock.

"Ready?" asked Dana.

I nodded, then Dana pushed the swing away from me and as it swung back I noticed that Ange's cunt entrance was lined up perfectly with my cock. The first swing missed, my cock head pressing against her left labia. I pushed the swing away again and lined up with her cunt, impaling her on my hard cock before she swung away from me again.

"Well done," complimented Dana. "Now, Ange, when you feel Bill's cock enter you, you need to clench your muscles and hold on. He will only really fuck you once you have stopped yourself swinging backwards. Ok?"

Ange nodded, dubiously, and I pushed her back again. The next three times she was unable to stop herself swinging backwards but on the fourth time she gripped me hard enough so I stayed embedded in her.

"Well done, Ange," said Dana, "Now, Bill, just fuck her hard, make her cum and you cum too."

I did just that, holding onto Ange and the swing as I fucked into her as hard as I ever had, bottoming out in her cunt, my balls slapping against her perineum. Dana walked behind her and rolled her nipples between her finger and thumb. Ange started making low moans, rolling her head from side to side as she climbed the slope towards her orgasm. I was climbing that slope also, the sensations of her cunt walls stimulating my hard cock, sending wonderful sensations coursing through my body as I increased both the depth and speed of my fucking. I couldn't remember when I'd felt so horny. I was nearly there and so was she, it appeared as she arched her back and let out a scream, writhing as much as she could in the swing as she came hard. Her clenching cunt gripped my cock tightly, increasing the sensations so that I squirted my cum into the end of her clasping cunt as I held her against me and came hard.

We remained like that for what seemed a long time but was realistically about 20 seconds, before we relaxed. She opened her eyes and smiled up at me.

"Thank you, darling, that was wonderful," she murmured.

"Yes it was," I agreed, bending forward and kissing her.

I released Ange; Dana untied her and helped her off the swing. We cleaned ourselves up then slowly came back to our professional demeanor.

"Thank you, Dana, that was such fun. I now know why people have Dungeons," said Ange.

"Pleased you enjoyed it," replied Dana, "That's not the only reason for Dungeons and not everything that happens here is as pleasant as you experienced. If you can imagine being whipped or caned until your ass is bleeding then you'll get an idea of some of the more challenging activities."

"So why would anyone do that voluntarily?" asked Ange.

"For a wide variety of reasons, some of which are as simple as being able to prove to themselves that they can take that pain, that they enjoy practising changing pain into pleasure, that they lost a wager and that was the consequence, that they are competing with someone to see who can take most punishment, that they have misbehaved in their relationship and this is the punishment, or for any of a wide range of other reasons."

"Oh," replied Ange, then looking at me continued, "Don't you go getting any ideas like that."

I smiled back at her. "Not unless you want me to," I replied.

We finished our inspection of the Dungeon and Dana escorted us upstairs and then through to the huge indoor spa pool, explaining the need for its size, and then to some of the play rooms containing various toys and pieces of equipment.

"This used to be the strip club downstairs and brothel upstairs before we expanded," said Dana. "We kept some of the rooms as play rooms for us, the remainder we turned into bedrooms and suites for the extended family."

"There's nobody here though," commented Ange.

"During the day most people work in the business at the club. Down the far end of the house is where some women take care of their children and that's a separate area which is off-limits for visitors for obvious reasons. However, if you want to use any toys in the toy rooms I can probably help you."

"Now?" asked Ange.

"Yes, of course, if you wish. What we do have is a type of stimulator which uses tuned frequencies to stimulate nerves without having any vibrations or noise. Why don't you both have a try of these?"

Ange looked at me and smiled. "You game?" she asked.

"If you are," I smiled.

Dana led us to a room and took two devices from a drawer. She then first of all fitted Ange's, pushing what she called the battery pack into her cunt and holding everything in place with a tight belt around Ange's waist and a tight crotch strap. She then put a waist belt on me and a strap between my legs. The strap was single in my ass crack then split each side of my cock and balls, and held a battery pack just behind my balls.

"That's the simple guy's strap. There are more complex ones which separate or compress the balls. The actual stimulator is built into the device. When you turn it on using the remote controls," she showed us these in her hand, "Then you will feel the stimulation. It will continue until it's switched off. All understood?"

We both nodded, then she handed us each a remote control. I pressed the on button and the indicator light came on at once. I noticed Ange wriggle her hips a little, then press the on button on hers and I felt stimulation in my cock and balls. Dana had obviously given each of us the remote for the other.

"You might like to lie down on the bed," Dana indicated the king size bed. "It can get very intense especially for beginners who usually push everything to the maximum right away."

We lay down and I pushed the button to the right, seeing it go through two, three, four and I released the button when it read five. Ange had progressively been increasing her movements, fucking air as she tried to deal with the sensations pouring through her body from her stimulated pussy. She must have remembered that she could punish me for turning her stimulator up because she pushed her button and I felt the stimulation rapidly increase, causing my balls to contract and my cock to twitch as erotic sensations flooded through me. My cock, which had been semi-hard before, was now absolutely rigid and pulsing. I could feel myself approaching an orgasm, despite having cum hard only a short time ago. I pushed the button again on Ange's stimulator, not watching the numbers, some part of me trying to punish her for turning mine up, while at the same time loving the sensations I was feeling.

Ange screamed, her body shaking violently as she thrashed about on the bed. However, she was not completely out of control because she pushed my button and I felt unbelievably intense erotic sensations pulsing through me. I came, screaming out my orgasm, spraying cum in wide arcs as, in the distance it seemed, I heard Ange also screaming out hers. After a few seconds she stopped, relaxed, unconscious. But my stimulator continued, causing my cock to contract, trying to push further cum out from my drained balls and prostate. The sensations were intense and I felt myself losing a grip on consciousness. The world contracted to a small dot, then nothing.

I awoke next to Ange, who was also awake, our stimulator remotes reclaimed by Dana as she sat on the bed smiling at us.

"Welcome back," she said, "You two behaved in the typical fashion of a newbie couple, winding each other up to the max. The stimulator cuts out automatically when you become unconscious, so that was what happened to you both. How did you enjoy it?"

"It was incredibly intense," I said, "But enjoyable," I added slightly dubiously.

"Yes, mine was awesome," agreed Ange, "I'd love to have it at a lower setting and just cum and cum and cum for ages."

"Yes, that would be great, but guys aren't made like that. I guess you could use it on low and just stimulate for ages without cumming. That could be so frustrating." 

"Yes, there's all sorts of games people play with these. Amazing to both wear these while out in public or especially at a party. Great little devices invented by Chris. If you have any technical electronic problems see him. Normally we sell these stimulators but I'll give you one each before you go home, although you mightn't want to play for a few days after what you've been through here. Anyway, come on downstairs and we can have some lunch and a swim if you wish."

We cleaned ourselves up, removed the toys and headed downstairs with Dana to the kitchen.

"Have a swim in the pool while I make us some lunch."

Ange and I headed to the pool, dived in and swam to the far end before embracing each other and kissing.

"What a wonderful place," enthused Ange, "I think we've fallen on our feet big time."

"Yes, I agree. It will be great fun setting things up here. It's probably full-time work, you know, once the word gets out."

Dana made lunch and put it and a jug of lemonade on the shady table, then dived in and joined Ange and I. She was very forward, embracing both of us and pressing her body against us, completely unfazed by the feeling of slippery wet skin on hers. Tentatively I reached down to caress her breast and she responded by holding my cock and giving me a sloppy kiss on the lips. She then caressed Ange's breast and Ange responded in kind.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 14



"I wish you hadn't cum so much already," she said to me, "I'd love to have your hard cock in me."

"Oh, do you have a partner?" I asked.

"Oh yes, Todd's my partner."

"So what about him?" I asked.

"What about him? I'm sure he'd love to fuck you, Ange. You're just his type. We have a very open polyamorous relationship. Trudi and I are both his partners. But we fuck who we like and can bring others into the relationship too. It's very freeing; no jealousy, no ego."

"Hmmm, that sounds exciting. So we could video threesomes and moresomes as well then?" I asked.

"Yes, of course. Those are really common here, in fact, they are usual."

We finished our swim then sat under the umbrella eating the delicious lunch, before dressing again, which felt strange for a few minutes, then headed back to the club. After an hour or so discussing terms and conditions, we departed, Dana presenting us with a stimulator each. We drove home thoughtfully. The next couple of weeks were full of tasks relating to the setting up of the videography equipment. Chris was a huge help, as were Todd and Greg, both of whom were able to assist in undertaking small manual tasks. Eventually we were ready to test the equipment. However, we still had plenty of time to play with the stimulators.

We found that once we fitted them we could turn them on to the lowest setting and continue whatever we were doing with minimal disturbance, just a nice warm sensation in our genitals. It was too low for us to actually cum, unless we added extra stimulation which was fun in itself, we found out. We went shopping on several occasions wearing the stimulators, agreeing to turn them to three but no higher. I had found that I would cum in about ten minutes on three with no hope of holding out for longer. Ange, on the other hand, could restrain herself on three and found that she could hold herself on the brink of cumming for up to an hour, after which she simply relaxed and let herself cum hard and long.

Before we went shopping I fitted a condom for the inevitable outcome. We parked the car then browsed through a shopping mall. On the first occasion we were quite tentative, using settings one and two for most of the time, neither of us cumming while in public. Once we returned home we removed the stimulators and had a wild sex session for the next hour or so. After that we were a little more daring in public, Ange giving me my first public orgasm while she examined some sexy underwear and I leant against a support pole, squirting cum into my condom. Once I recovered, I turned hers up to three and within a few seconds she had that glazed look in her eyes as she came, holding onto a stand of lace thongs for support. By mutual agreement we left them on one for the remainder of the trip, finishing at home with another fuck fest. We found they were very enjoyable, but very distracting, toys.

The next few weeks were spent refitting several of the rooms at 'Dana's' with camera mounts. In order to increase the flexibility of what we were able to record, we fitted remote operated mounts in the main strip club hall, a Sybian room and a double room. Fortunately they already had some rooms which had viewing windows and rooms attached so we were able to use these, setting up the control system for the camera mounts in the viewing rooms behind the one-way glass. All we needed to do then was to attach the actual cameras to the mounts and plug in the control systems in the viewing rooms. It was thought that Ange using a hand-held camera in the room would be too intrusive so we had settled for using six cameras in each room instead, preserving the appearance of privacy at least. We also fitted out a room with miniature cameras controlled by motion sensors. This was designed to record whatever happened in that room without any further human intervention. Dana had approved this tentatively saying that she would need to have a discussion with her staff because it would be very easy to break the strict code of confidentiality essential to 'Dana's' continued excellent reputation. In the meantime we installed the system and Dana made a note to discuss the use of this room at the staff meeting next week.

With everything ready, it was now time for a trial. One of the strippers, named Scarlett, had expressed interest in being videoed using the Sybian. Apparently she really loved the device, even more than being fucked, she said, so she asked if she could be the test subject for that room. We, of course, agreed. Ange had already had a try of the Sybian, well, actually several tries, and enjoyed it immensely but missed the interpersonal aspects of normal loving sex. A machine doesn't whisper things in your ear or hold you tenderly, she told me after one of her sessions. So Scarlett enthusiastically volunteered for our first video.

We set up the cameras and control system, testing each camera and then Scarlett entered the room. Watching her on six screens from different angles in the viewing room was as good as being in the room with her. She smiled and winked at one camera, then slowly and seductively removed her clothes; after all, she was stripper so did that for a living. She then went onto her knees and sucked the eight inch dildo on the Sybian, making it really wet and even deep-throating it before squirting lubrication onto her hand, spreading her legs wide in front of a camera, and rubbing the lubrication onto her pussy and deep into her cunt.

She then picked up the remote and, for the cameras as she was fully aware of what it did, she turned each knob, watching in delight as the dildo rotated and vibrated. Then she straddled the dildo and slowly lowered herself onto it, smiling and biting her lower lip as she did so. Once securely seated on the device she turned on the vibrations to low and again posed for the camera, showing delight on her face as she felt the vibrations radiating from her clit and cunt through her body. She reached up and cupped her breasts, twisting and pinching her nipples with her fingers. She then turned the vibrations up a little and closed her eyes, lost to the sensations washing over her.

At some stage she changed from acting, as she had been at the start, to real feelings and responses as she increased the vibrations and rotations, losing herself to the eroticism of the moment, her body writhing on the machine, totally absorbed in what she was doing, the cameras forgotten. After only a few minutes she threw her head back and fucked her hips on the machine, emitting a high-pitched keening wail as she came for the first time. She turned the vibrations down a little as she recovered from her first orgasm, then increased the vibes until they were stronger than before. After only a few seconds she came once again, panting and shuddering as she felt the orgasmic sensations wash through her.

After her second orgasm she didn't reduce the speed but sat on the machine, allowing the sensations to continue for nearly a minute, apparently letting her body become accustomed to this level of stimulation, and then she turned the machine to maximum. She let out a scream and dropped the controller, holding onto the front of the saddle as she gyrated her body wildly on the Sybian, cumming continuously as she panted for breath, screaming out each lungful of air before gasping for the next. The saddle was covered in her juices and she was sliding on it, fucking her cunt on the dildo, pressing her clit hard against the vibrating pad which stimulated her so well.

This continued for several more minutes as we adjusted the cameras so that during editing we could alternate close up shots of her gushing cunt with shots of her facial expressions and gorgeous breasts heaving from her uncontrolled movements. Eventually she had reached her limit and groped for the control box, finding it and turning the machine off, before she simply fell forward in a semi-controlled dive onto the floor, the dildo coming out of her cunt. She just lay there, panting, recovering from her ordeal.

After a few minutes, during which time we kept the cameras running, her assistant, Dana, left the viewing room and entered to help Scarlett recover. Scarlett sat on the chair, rubbing her pussy slowly, coming back to reality.

"Was that Ok?" she asked Dana.

"That was amazing," Dana replied, "How much was real and how much was acting?"

"Well, I started off acting, playing for the cameras, but once I'd had my first orgasm, the rest was for real. Oooohhhh, I love that machine. I still reckon it's far better than any guy, even despite the lack of cuddles."

After a short time both Dana and Scarlett left the room and came into the viewing booth.

"You were fantastic," said Ange, giving her a hug and kiss. "Wow, what a start to our filming here. We'll edit the recordings and have the final DVD for you tomorrow. Guess you'll be taking the rest of the day off now."

"Day, yes, night, no. I'm on stage tonight but that's fine, I'll be fully recovered by then. Thanks for doing the video. I'm really looking forward to seeing what I'm like."

"We'll have a DVD for you tomorrow and if you like it we can put it on the net tomorrow too, if you give your permission."

"Ooohhh, that would be awesome. The whole world watching me play and cum. Maybe I'll end up on the Sybian site as a demo, who knows."

"Yes, that would be possible," said Dana, "But we'd have to do some negotiating first. While you have a copy of the DVD, the rights will belong to 'Dana's', although if any commissions are paid you will be entitled to a share as per your contract."

We dismounted the cameras and control gear, packed it away, loaded our car and went home to edit the work. Watching a gorgeous woman cumming hard in the flesh and then later in pictures is a sure way to make a guy randy. After we'd been editing for an hour or so it was too much.

"Hey, Ange, I feel really horny. How about you?"

"Yeah, me too," she replied, strolling over to me and kissing me sexily on the lips as she undid my buttons.

We slowly stripped each other then I carried her into our bedroom, lay her on the bed, caressed her sopping pussy and we fucked hard. It took almost no time at all before we both came loudly as I deposited what felt like a gallon or so of cum in Ange's hungry cunt. After a few minutes rest, during which I stayed hard and we caressed each other lovingly, Ange rolled me onto my back and sat down on my cock before riding me to another massive orgasm, cumming hard herself several times during the ride. Wow, if we were going to be doing this often it was sure going to be exhausting, but also fantastic.

We returned to the editing, remaining naked, and by the end of the afternoon, after two more brief fuck breaks, we had the final DVD completed. We ran off a few copies then had dinner before climbing into bed, making love slowly and gently, then sleeping.

The first Saturday night after the cameras had been set up for the big stage was trial recording night for the strip show. The cameras were set up in the afternoon and the control circuitry was installed to a small raised room at the back of the hall, usually reserved for controlling the music and commentating, but now having the video screens and recorders installed as well. The show followed the usual pattern with some straight stripping, some BDSM and some audience participation. The hostess, Dana, made certain that the audience knew that the show was being recorded so that only those who were willing to be on the record would volunteer to take part. Instead of the numbered tickets being issued at the door, they were handed out only to those willing to be selected before the first draw in the show. 

Recording progressed uneventfully, with the highlight being the draw for participation in a BDSM show, which received the usual amount of enthusiasm tinged with apprehension. From the ticket holders, four people were selected, two men, two women, all appearing to be in their mid to late twenties. They were led onto the stage where they were stripped naked, the men by the women and vice versa. Tonight the first activity was that each of the men would be tied up to a St Andrews Cross and the women would torture their cocks and balls. Attendants helped secure the men to the crosses then the women used a selection of clamps, hooks, weights, thin rubber and needles on the most sensitive parts of their two male victims. At the start the men were told a safe word which they could say if they really needed for the torture to stop. However, the use of the safe word, except during the last torture, would incur a penalty of 25 strokes of the cane.

To begin with the women tied off 'their' man's balls with thin rubber, the attendants pointing out that they only had twenty minutes before these ties must be removed. They then attached weights to the rubber with hooks, pulling their victims balls downward. After the addition of several weights, totalling twelve pounds, both guys were moaning and writhing as much as possible in their bonds. Their shiny purple ball sacs were stretched several inches downward and their cocks were standing straight out, erect but pulled downwards by the weights on their balls.

The attendants then showed the women how to insert sterile hypodermic needles into their men's cock heads, causing the men to scream in agony as their most sensitive organs were pierced. The women then inserted four more needles into each man, causing yet more screaming. Once this was completed the men simply hung in their bonds, resigned to whatever came next.

The final torture was for each woman to fit a clamp around 'her' man's balls and then tighten the clamp. To begin with the clamp was tightened so that it just started to compress the balls and the attendants ensured that each was the same tightness. Then each woman tightened the clamp on 'her' man one turn every ten seconds at the same time. The woman whose man used the safe word first was the loser and the other man would receive a prize, at present unspecified.

It was obvious from the responses of the men that both were in severe pain as their balls were slowly and systematically crushed. It was possible, though unlikely, that both men could continue the torture, refusing to say the safe word, until their balls burst under the pressure, rendering them both infertile. However, the attendants had strict instructions not to allow this to happen and to only allow a maximum of twelve turns before calling the contest a draw, in which case both men would be given prizes.

Tonight one man proved much less pain tolerant (or less determined to win) than the other and shouted the safe word after seven turns of the screw. Both men were then quickly released from their torture devices and bondage.

In the recording room Ange and I had caught all the action on stage, zooming in on the cocks and balls of the men and also on their faces and bodies as they writhed in agony and sweated out their time in bondage. I found it quite agonizing just watching the procedures without having to go through them myself, although while the ball crushing took place Ange had a very firm grip of my balls and would squeeze them extra hard each time the screws were tightened.

The MC came on stage and interviewed each of the volunteers, asking the women how it felt to inflict pain on the men and the men how it felt to have the pain inflicted. She then announced that it was the men's turn to torture the women and two devices which looked like tall saw horses were wheeled onto the stage as the St Andrews crosses were wheeled off. 

Each woman was positioned bent over the rounded bar of the horse with their wrists and ankles bound to the lower corners. This spread their legs widely and exposed their asses to the audience while their breasts hung towards the floor. Each man was then given some clamps and long rubber bands and was shown how to attach the clamps to 'their' woman's labia then stretch them downwards with the rubber and hook them onto the lower horse support. After a few minutes each woman had ten clamps attached to her labia, which were stretched downwards by the rubber bands.

At this stage both women were writhing with pain but, judging by the juices which were flowing from their pussies, they were very turned on by the painful experience. An attendant then came over to each woman with a small clamp and a weight and clamped each woman's clit then fitted the one pound weight to the clamp. One woman began howling in agony as the sharp jaws of the clamp bit into her tender part, while the other writhed in pain, each movement increasing her agony from the clamps. The attendants then gave each man ten hypodermic needles and showed them how to insert them into the aureoles and nipples of each woman. The men completed the insertions with five in each breast, each woman giving a shriek as each needle was inserted.

Finally the attendants gave each man a vibrating dildo and instructed them to make their woman cum as quickly as they could, telling them that there was an unspecified prize for the woman who cums first. Each man inserted the dildo into 'his' woman's cunt and began moving it back and forth, using fingers as well to stimulate her as much as possible. Soon both women were writhing as they approached their climaxes. Suddenly one of the women screamed that she was cumming and started convulsing as she experienced a huge orgasm despite, or maybe because of, the pain from her needles and clamps. A few seconds later, before the attendants could end the activity, the other woman came also, trembling and rigid as she silently experienced what appeared to be a very intense orgasm.

The women had their clamps and needles removed and were released from bondage. The MC once again came on stage and interviewed the four participants, focussing on how they felt during the activity. All four enjoyed it immensely, they said, and would gladly do it again. The MC put in a plug for Dana's Dungeon, to which they would be given a free pass as they left the stage, and said it was time to move on to the final act in this show. She indicated that the losing man and losing woman were to be tied over the horses and while this was being done, the winning man and woman were each given a cane with which they were to administer ten strokes to the ass of the losing opposite gender person.

First off the woman who came first swung her cane against the ass of the man who safe worded. The first stroke was quite tentative and the attendant instructed her how to really apply hard strokes, which the woman then did. As each stroke was given and counted, the man's ass showed distinct first white, then red stripes. None broke the skin, but each was received with an 'ooofff' from the man.

Once the ten strokes had been given, by which stage the woman was grinning broadly, the winning man began caning the losing woman's ass. He was far more powerful than the winning woman and from the start he made his strokes very hard. The first three did not break the skin but each of the remainder raised a welt along which drops of blood could be seen. It was clear that this woman would have trouble sitting for the next little while. The recipient of these strokes gave a shriek as each one landed, followed by a low moaning between strokes. By the end of the ten her ass looked very red, very painful and was splattered with blood in places.

Both losers were released and once again were interviewed about how it felt. Both the winners said they enjoyed punishing the losers; the losing man said that he enjoyed the rush each stroke gave but did not enjoy the resulting pain; the losing woman was very unhappy having had her ass so painfully and bloodily punished, but nevertheless considered that it was fair and an interesting, though painful, experience. They were cheered from the stage and received free tickets to Dana's Dungeon at a time of their choosing.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 14



Meanwhile, in the recording room Ange and I were now naked and were manually play-torturing each other, twisting and squeezing nipples and balls, while my rigid cock was oozing precum and her juices dripped from her labia. We were looking forward to a wonderful night of fucking when we returned home. The video footage we had shot tonight we thought was exceptional and we were very pleased with the placement of the equipment and the ease with which we could remotely control direction, focus and zoom of each camera.

The evening ended with a standard strip routine with a male and a female stripper, who we recognized as Scarlett, on stage, the female playing hard to get for the male. Inevitably she was caught, both were stripped by each other and they ended up fucking and cumming hard on stage. All caught on camera and doing nothing to lessen the intensity of our desire for each other. The show having ended, people drifted off, we packed up our equipment, leaving the camera mountings but removing and packing away the cameras. After that we joined the remainder of the staff, all of whom were also naked like us, and had a celebratory drink in the huge spa pool.

Initially discussion centered on the videography we'd done that evening. They were all very excited to hear how well we thought it had gone and were eager to see the video recording of the show. We promised we'd have it edited and a copy available just as soon as we could. While that had been occurring hands had been busy exploring the bodies of people next to us. I felt a soft hand gently stroking my still hard cock and realized it wasn't from Ange, on my right, who was busy with Roy, the stripper from the last act who was on her right. I turned to my left and noticed in the dim light Scarlett sitting there with a wide grin on her face. She blew me a kiss with her free hand, which I returned lips to lips as I began caressing her pussy with my hand. She continued her caresses of my rampant cock while I eased a finger into her cunt, wet from more than pool water judging by the lubrication. I turned more towards her and used my other hand to massage her massive breasts, watching as she moaned and writhed each time I squeezed a nipple, her cunt also clenching around my finger in response. She leaned towards me and whispered in my ear:

"I want to fuck you senseless, sweetie, and I want you to cum inside me, which is not allowed in the pool. Ya wanna go somewhere more private?"

"Sounds like an offer I can't resist," I replied with a grin.

I turned back to Ange, who was by now deeply engrossed with Roy, and told her I would see her at home sometime. Then Scarlett and I left the pool, Scarlett guiding me upstairs to one of the private rooms that at present was vacant. I recognized it as one of those in which Ange and I had set up cameras just yesterday and thought it was possible that this was the one in which we'd installed the experimental automatic motion sensor camera system. I hoped it was turned off. If it was on, it would automatically record us tonight and Scarlett would be none the wiser because Dana had not yet had an opportunity to brief staff about it. Oh well, I thought, if I'm caught on video that's fine. Maybe it's time for me to experience the other side of the viewfinder.

Scarlett and I were both naked so there were no clothes to remove. Instead we simply held each other close, standing face to face, and kissed passionately for several minutes.

"I've so wanted to get you alone," said Scarlett, "Ange doesn't know what a lucky girl she is to have a stud like you."

"Hmmm, I haven't actually thought about me like that," I replied, feeling slightly embarrassed, "I'm just really pleased that a sexy woman such as you would think me at all interesting. As I watched you on the Sybian I wondered if you'd ever be interested in a more personal session but discounted that as you could have your pick of men, so why would you choose me?"

"Because I think you're just awesome," she replied, giving me more sexy kisses and cupping my balls in her hand, "And these huge balls contain lots of the sperm I want in me tonight, lover."

I felt between her thighs and noticed her juices running down her legs. I scooped up a finger full and tasted it. Delicious. She obviously meant what she said; it wasn't just a line. She was positively oozing sexiness and gently began moving me towards the bed.

"I want your huge baby maker inside me now," she murmured, "And I want you to fuck me hard and fill me with your sperm. I want you to make a baby inside me tonight."

I stopped in mid kiss.

"You what?" I asked incredulously.

"You heard. I'm at my height of fertility and I want to get pregnant. I know Roy fucked me and came in me earlier tonight but I also happen to know that he's infertile. So I want a baby and I want you to make a baby in me now."

"Ok," I replied tentatively, "If you're sure."

"I'm sure. Never been surer of anything in my life. Now stop talking and fuck me."

Scarlett pulled me over onto the bed and lay on her back with her knees wide apart, her heels tucked up against the cheeks of her ass. She looked up at me and whispered "Please fuck me, make a baby in me, impregnate me. But first I want you to punish me. I've been a naughty girl, wanting you to do this, so my pussy needs spanking. Please, darling, spank my pussy, spank my clit hard, then fuck me and squirt your baby-making sperm into my hungry cunt."

Omigod, this sexy, wonderful woman not only wanted me to fuck her, not only wanted me to impregnate her, but she wanted me to punish her pussy and clit first. And all probably on camera! Should I tell her? Should we just do it and I'd erase it tomorrow? My horniness and willingness to both punish her gorgeous pussy and be the father of her child won out. I would deal with the camera tomorrow.

I sat alongside her and gently smacked her pussy with my fingers.

"Ooohh, yesss, but harder. Make it hurt. Hurt me please. Honey, punish me good."

So I did. I slapped my hand down on her pussy, establishing a slow rhythm of about one slap every two seconds. Each time she would grunt, then say one word: "Harder". Each time I increased the power of my stroke but it never seemed to be hard enough for her. It was hurting my hand; it must be hurting her pussy and clit a lot more. I changed the angle slightly, more on the front, directly onto her clit. The first stroke she writhed in pain and moaned, saying "Yessss" through clenched teeth. I repeated the stroke; same response. So I continued this until I had struck her clit twenty times. That must be enough.

"Do you still want me to continue?"

"Ooohhh, yesss, darling. Please continue. A few more then you can fuck me."

I did a few more, counting to myself. After a further ten and without any warning she rolled onto her side and curled up, trembling all over and let out a loud wailing cry. She stayed like this for several minutes during which time the trembling died away and she relaxed, breathing easily. She then turned over and resumed her original position. She opened her eyes and gazed at me for a few seconds before thanking me.

"Thank you, darling, that was wonderful. I came really hard. Now I'm ready to be impregnated, please honey, do it for me."

I moved between her legs, positioning myself with the head of my erect cock lined up with her gaping fertile hole, my weight taken on my arms as I gazed down at her luscious body. I bent my head forward and kissed her deeply, at the same time gently thrusting my cock into her. I watched as she closed her eyes and moved her head backwards slightly, but not enough to break our kiss. I felt my cock gradually entering her, deeper, deeper, until I was as deep as I could go. Our pubic bones ground together and I moved my hips gently to massage her clit with the root of my cock. She let her breath out with a sigh, then opened her eyes and broke our deep kiss.

"Mmmmm, honey, that felt wonderful. Now fuck me, darling, shoot those tadpoles into me to fertilize my egg."

I needed no further encouragement. I withdrew almost all the way then thrust inwards again, fast and hard this time. She let out a grunt as our pubic bones ground together again. Out, then in, out, in, each time the effort I exerted caused her to grunt with the force of my thrusts. She began moving her body, meeting me thrust for thrust, pressing herself upwards so that our bodies came together hard, my cock deeply embedded inside her.

Sex cannot continue at that pace for very long. Inevitably the lovers tire and slow or one or both reach their climaxes. This time it was the latter situation. My exertions were causing me to gasp for breath while simultaneously I felt myself building towards the orgasm of a lifetime. Scarlett's body was responding similarly and as I approached my release, so did she, rolling her head from side to side and moaning barely comprehensible words which sounded like "Oooohhhh, yesss, yesss, fuck me, fuck me, oh fuck, that's soooo good, sooo nice, mmmm, fuck me darling, fuck me, cum in me, oh, oh, yes, oh, oh, oh, I'M CUMMMMMINGGGGG!!"

As Scarlett came I felt her hungry cunt clenching and releasing my cock, pushing me over the edge and causing me to tense up and thrust into her as far as possible. I came hard, squirting my cum into the depths of her cunt as close as possible to her waiting egg. She began trembling all over, writhing on the bed as she shook like a leaf in a gale. I reached for her nipples and squeezed them tightly to prolong her orgasm. She let out a shriek and her writhing and shuddering increased for a few seconds before she relaxed beneath me, no shaking or writhing. She'd passed out.

My cock was still pulsating, trying to force more cum into her, as she regained consciousness a few seconds later. She didn't start shaking again but lay there, relaxed, and as I watched a huge smile came over her face and she reached up to draw me down to her and kissed me deeply. Once we broke our kiss, she smiled at me again.

"Thank you, sweetheart," she murmured, "That was the best orgasm ever. Did I pass out or something? It seemed that I was feeling amazing things then nothing, and then I seemed to wake up with a wonderful glowy tingly feeling all over."

"Yes, honey, you passed out for a few seconds. You were amazing! Your orgasm seemed to be so intense and you milked my cock so well with your muscles. I'm sure I must have pumped a gallon of cum into you. If that doesn't fertilize your egg then nothing will."

"Mmmm, thank you, honey."

We lay together for a long time, possibly even went to sleep for a while, just holding each other. My flaccid cock remained embedded in her acting as a plug to prevent my cum from leaking out. After a long time she moved and pushed me off.

"I feel squashed," she said as I felt my cock flop out of her, "And I need to pee."

She wriggled out from under me and headed to the bathroom, then returned a short time later and we kissed and cuddled some more.

"You'd better go back to Ange. I guess she'll be concerned where you are."

"No, she'll know I'm with you and she'll accept that fine. We're not in any sort of monogamous relationship. Anyway, she's probably having fun with Roy."

"Hmmm, Ok. Then why don't you send her a text and tell her that you're spending the night with me, then we can go to my place and spend the night there. Who knows, we may even be able to resurrect him and have some more fun." 

I did as she suggested, leaving the room as it was, Scarlett saying that she'd tidy it again tomorrow, dressed in the bare minimum of clothing and she drove me to her apartment, a few minutes away. We stripped each other and piled into her king size bed. We cuddled, caressed and kissed but we were completely satiated so sex was off the agenda for the time being and we both slept.

By the following morning we had recovered our libidos sufficiently for a quick sexy romp before showering, eating breakfast and heading back to 'Dana's'. I was keen to view the footage of last night's escapade with Scarlett and was wondering how she'd react when she found we'd been recorded without her knowledge. Would I tell her? Should I tell her? If I didn't tell her, then what would be the repercussions when she found out later that the room was set up for recording - and had been when we were there? I decided to come clean and tell her, suggesting that she might like to review the video with me.

"You did WHAT?" was her initial response when I told her that our lovemaking had been recorded as we entered 'Dana's'.

"I had set up an automatic video recording system in the room you took me to last night and as it was set to operate automatically on a motion sensor, as we had a fair amount of motion, I'm guessing we're on record."

"Well you could've damn well told me," she fumed, "Then I'd have put on a real performance. How would it be if the scene got out and I was seen to have put on a less than superb performance?" 

She grinned up at me and I knew I was off the hook. I put my arm around her and together we hurried upstairs to the cupboard where the recording equipment was installed. I turned on the computer and set it to replay what had been recorded, spacing towards the end of the recording. Imagine our surprise when instead of Scarlett and me in living colour on the screen, there was a hot shot of Ange giving head to Roy. We put it into fast forward mode and watched our normal partners get it on together, fucking each other's brains out as though there was no tomorrow. He ended up doing her doggie style, which she had told me was one of her least favorite positions although she certainly seemed to enjoy it with Roy, and as we watched, slowing it down to normal speed, they both came hard with Ange letting out her trademark shriek as she peaked. They then lay on the bed for a few minutes before the recording stopped due to lack of motion, and then restarted in time to see them leave the room, arms around each other.

It was only then that I became aware that Scarlett had my cock out of my pants and was holding it in her hand, gently stroking it, spreading precum over the head.

"Wow," I said, "I didn't expect that. Two for the price of one."

"Yeah, that was hot," Scarlett replied, "Wanna have another session, loverboy?"

"Why waste a hard cock and a sexy partner?" I grinned. We turned the equipment off and headed into the room, even more mussed up than when we had left it last night, stripped each other then I positioned her for doggie position. I quickly eased my hard cock into Scarlett's slippery love hole and we pumped away for only a few minutes before she started panting, pressing her ass against me, wanting more. I reached around and grabbed her tits, squeezing her nipples between fingers and thumbs as I stretched them downwards. Scarlett went into overdrive, pummelling my crotch with her shapely ass before arching her back upwards and cumming with a short, shrill scream. This pushed me over the edge and I again filled her tunnel with my potent sperm. If she wasn't already pregnant, here was another dose of the same medicine.

After recovering for a short time, we showered together, dried each other then stripped the bed, remaking it with fresh linen, tidied the room and returned to the equipment cupboard.

"What do we do with the recordings?" I asked Scarlett.

"Well, I want to see ours sometime soon. Why not simply transfer them to a memory stick then delete the originals?"

I found a stick in a drawer and copied the recordings, then erased them from the system before resetting the system for automatic recording. We dressed again and with the stick in my pocket, went downstairs. The first people we saw were Ange and Roy having a cup of coffee. We poured ourselves coffee and joined them.

"Geez, you two look all fucked out," Ange commented, after we'd exchanged kisses and gropes with our normal partners.

"Yeah, probably, much like you two," I replied. "You guys had fun last night too I guess."

"Oh yes, most enjoyable," replied Ange.

"You got a real hot chick here," commented Roy, "Lucky man, and thanks for letting me share."

"Well, thanks for letting me share Scarlett," I replied. "We certainly had fun together."

Scarlett sat beside Roy. "You know how I've wanted a baby for a while now, and you know how your sperm count came back as zero, well I think I've solved the problem. If all goes well, you're probably looking at a pregnant lady, well, less than 24 hours pregnant so it's early days yet."

Roy looked from her to me and back to her, speechless.

"Yes, Roy, yesterday was my most fertile time and we used no protection, so hopefully I'm pregnant."

"Congratulations," said Ange, recovering quickly.

"Well, it's early days yet, so let's keep our fingers crossed," said Scarlett.

"Yes, congratulations," said Roy, giving Scarlett a hug. "I'm very pleased for you; it's just a shock that it's happened so quickly." He looked at me appraisingly. "You sure seem to have picked a great father for your baby. Big, strong and obviously healthy. Well done."

We sat and sipped our coffee in silence for a short time, each lost in thought. Finally Ange broke the silence.

"So, honey," she began hesitantly looking at me, "You're not mad at me for having sex with Roy?"

"Darling, of course not," I replied, putting my arm around her, I don't own you and hey, I spent the night with Scarlett, even hopefully impregnating her. So who am I to judge you?"

Ange snuggled against me. "Thank you, sweetheart. Roy told me you wouldn't be mad at me, but I had to hear it from you. I love you and I know you love me and I'm so pleased we're willing to share each other with others. It makes life so exciting."

While we were talking I noticed Scarlett and Roy kissing and hugging each other, bonding together again as Ange and I were. I decided it was time to take the bull by the horns.

"I've got a confession to make," I began, immediately attracting their attention, "Last night Scarlett and I went to an upstairs room and made wonderful love for a while. Then I know you two," I indicated Ange and Roy, "Went to the same room and also made love together. How do I know? Because yesterday I had set up that room with cameras and recorders to operate automatically, meaning to tell people about them today. However, Scarlett and I used the room last night and when we went to check on the recorder this morning we noticed you guys used it also after us. So we've all been recorded."

Ange and Roy looked at each other, then burst out laughing.

"And you think that's a problem because . . .?" asked Roy. "Hey, I'm a stripper. I make my living by having people watch my naked body. Who cares if it's recorded. However, I'd love to see it so I hope you haven't deleted it."

"Yeah, I'd like to see me getting fucked too," added Ange.

"No, I haven't deleted it completely. It's off the main computer but I copied it first." I held up the memory stick. "Guess we should make a date and all watch it together."

We all agreed that was an excellent idea. We also agreed that I should notify everyone about it so that people had a choice of whether they wanted to be recorded or not. I went through to the office, drafted a notice and stapled it to the notice board as well as sending a copy to all staff.

Sunday was a quiet day usually and today was no exception. We had plenty of time to talk, swim in the pool, and generally hang out together and relax. After dinner we decided that our house had the largest screen so we all migrated there, placed several large foam pads on the lounge floor, put the drive into the video and hit play.

Immediately the screen was filled with Scarlett and me the previous evening. The four of us lay cuddling on the foam pads while larger than life images of Scarlett and me making love filled the screen. By the end of our session everyone was hot, precum was flowing, pussies dripping.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 14



"Do we have an intermission for some relief or just carry on?" asked Scarlett, flushed from reliving her impregnation fuck.

"Let's keep the pressure on," suggested Roy, "Watch Ange and me then we can put it on replay while we do whatever we want with whomever we want. After all, the more the fire's stoked, the bigger the explosion at the end."

We all agreed to this and so played Roy and Ange's sexual activities while we all watched, fondling, kissing and caressing each other while doing so. Once that was completed, we put the video on again from the start and Ange and I began increasing our stimulation of each other while spreading our attention between the screen, each other and Scarlett and Roy. After a few minutes, Scarlett broke free from Roy's embrace and reached over to pluck Ange away from me.

"Come here, lover, suck my pussy," she said hoarsely to Ange.

The two women rolled together into a 69 position and began licking, sucking and eating out each other's pussy like there was no tomorrow. Roy and I looked on at first, neither of us being into gay sex, and then we started caressing, squeezing and twisting the women's nipples. From time to time they would roll over, alternating between being on top or underneath, occasionally coming up for air and to rest sore jaw muscles.

After maybe ten minutes of this Ange began moaning and panting as she approached her orgasm, losing concentration and closing her eyes, soaking up the sensuous feelings Scarlett was causing as she sucked and nibbled on her extended clit. Then she was there, screaming as she came hard, writhing as her body seemed to try to escape from the stimulation caused by Scarlett's mouth and my fingers on her nipples. Scarlett and I were unrelenting and pushed Ange to several orgasms, one after the other, until she was exhausted and begging us to stop.

Ange lay on her side, knees drawn up to her chest, gasping for air as we all watched her, envying her powerful release. After several minutes she rolled over and sat up, eying Scarlett and telling her that it was her turn now. She pushed Scarlett onto her back, got between her legs and started eating her out once again. Roy and I took care of her top half and within a few minutes Scarlett was panting and writhing, her body fighting to hold off the enormous orgasm that was building so it could build even more. Then the inevitable happened; with a high scream Scarlett came, her body shuddering with sensations as Ange retained control of her lower half and kept stimulating her clit, lips and tunnel entrance while Roy and I maintained the stimulation of her breasts and nipples. Scarlett went into orbit, it seemed, shaking, screaming, thrashing about with her arms but unable to do so with her legs due to Ange holding them firmly pinned in place, wide apart. 

Her orgasm faded, then strengthened several times as she came time and again until she was begging for it to stop. Only then did Ange relent and allow her to relax as the sensations decreased and her bodily movements stilled.

Roy and I looked at each other, amazed by what we'd just witnessed. Without speaking we agreed that he would have Ange, leaving me with Scarlett. He reached for Ange and she glanced at me over her shoulder, catching my nod, she gave herself to Roy, sucking his rigid cock down her throat as she squeezed and massaged his balls.

Foreplay was unnecessary; everyone was well lubricated and ready. My cock was rock hard and I positioned Scarlett on her knees and elbows, ass in the air, then without any preliminaries pushed my cock into her cunt fully, my cock head pressing the end of her cunt and my balls pressing against her clit. I remained in that position for a few moments then began pumping her hard, pulling almost completely out then ramming my cock back into her, time after time. After a few minutes of this she began moaning and I reached around her and played with her breasts and nipples, squeezing them, caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples while she reached back and cupped my balls, squeezing them rhythmically, causing sharp pain to radiate in waves through my body. I wanted her to stop, and equally wanted her to continue. 

I sensed that Scarlett was approaching her point of no return. Ange had already cum and Roy was intent on giving her a second cumming before he fired his blanks into her. Watching them was very erotic, as I was sure watching us would have been for them. As Scarlett neared her orgasm she was gripping my balls harder, painfully hard, so I squeezed and pinched her nipples hard as well, eliciting squeals of pain and delight from Scarlett. She seemed to like pain, both the giving and receiving. She began bucking her hips against me, holding my balls firmly in her hand. I noticed the pain dulled as I felt my own orgasm approaching so squeezed her breasts and nipples as hard as I could, thrust fully inside her and spurted my cum juice into her once again. 

The feeling of my squirting inside her must have been all she needed to cum because she began humping back against me, screaming "Harder, squeeze harder, hurt me, twist my nipples, yes, like that, oooohhhh yes, hard, yes, YES, YESSSSS, I'M CUMMMMIIINNNGGGGG!"

I had to let go of her nipples and hold her hips to stop her bucking me off completely as she came hard. I could feel her body shuddering, trembling involuntarily as the sensations caused overload of her sensory system, pushing her body out of control as it was engulfed by sensations. After a few moments she relaxed and thankfully also released my aching balls. She then collapsed sideways and we lay spooned together as we watched Ange and Roy enjoy the end of their orgasms.

"Whew, what a lover you are," said Scarlett eventually. "Our baby's going to be one sexy critter, I reckon."

"Sure is, if he's like us."

She looked at me over her shoulder. "Yes, she will be, eh," she grinned at me.

We all shared a shower together, washing each other and then helping each other dry ourselves, before fixing lunch and spending a pleasant afternoon in each other's company.

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The following week Ange and I sorted through the video recordings we'd made at 'Dana's' the previous Saturday night, by Thursday ending up with a 90 minute video summarizing the highlights of the whole performance. We ran off enough copies for one each for the 'Dana's' staff, made a taster for free access on the internet through both 'Dana's' and Videoerotica websites and set up the sales site for downloadable copies of the full video. 

As with most new things which are sold on the internet, sales were firstly slow but soon social networking operated to inform all those interested of the new products available. Ten days after the taster went live we recorded the one millionth viewing and shortly afterwards we reached sales of 10,000 downloads. Ange and I were ecstatic. The income was a huge boost to 'Dana's', enabling them to draw up plans for expanding their premises, paying their performers a living wage and increasing their already substantial contributions to community projects.

As well as this, the number of bookings for the room set up with camera equipment was increasing, again largely due to social media promoting the opportunity to watch yourself in a hot sex scene, an opportunity that until now had been expensive, invasive of privacy and extremely rare. The room was booked several months in advance and a booking in the room was seen as a valuable gift for sexually liberated couples. As well as standard heterosexual couples, there were gay couples of both genders, threesomes, foursomes and moresomes all booked in. The beauty of this was that the cost of hiring the room also covered the cost of the raw video so there was nothing more to pay. There was, of course, the option of having the raw video condensed to an elegant and often artistic shorter video showing the people involved in loving and enjoyable sexual activities.

During this time the Dungeon at 'Dana's' had also been equipped with remotely operated cameras so that these could be used to record BDSM sessions without the need for videographers to be present. Videography in this location was more difficult than in a small room as the subjects were able to cover a far larger area and therefore it was necessary to be able to control the cameras and to control which cameras were recording at any given time. There was only one way to test the system thoroughly - to use it.

Scarlett and Roy were very willing to be the guinea pigs for this operation. Scarlett was very aware that within a few weeks she was going to have to curtail her operations with 'Dana's' due to being several weeks pregnant already, so she saw this as the perfect and final chance to have a BDSM video made of her before she went onto light duties. She and Roy decided that they would have their session one Sunday and spent the few days beforehand choreographing what would be taking place, working out how far each was willing to go into both inflicting and receiving loving pain from the other, and finally ensuring that cameras were correctly placed to cover all aspects that were planned. Ange and I were, of course, to be the videographers.

Finally the day arrived. We had a light breakfast together, the four of us, then headed down into the Dungeon. Ange and I entered the Dungeon first and started the cameras rolling, focussing on the entry so we could start with Scarlett and Roy as they entered hand in hand. They stopped in center view of the cameras and kissed gently.

"Now you're sure you're OK with this?" asked Roy for the final time.

"Oh yes, darling, I'm so looking forward to this. Please punish me, torture me, hurt me. I know I've been a bad girl and deserve everything you're going to do to me. I want to feel pain; want my skin broken under your whip; want my pussy ravaged by your cane and most of all I want to be fucked senseless by your huge hard cock. Do it to me, darling."

Roy kissed Scarlett again, softly, lovingly, then led her to the whipping stand while we followed her with our cameras, Ange taking up the shot as Scarlett moved out of my view. I went to another camera to obtain close up images from another perspective of the whipping that was about to take place.

"Now, one last thing, for a safe word today you can use yellow and red. Yellow is if you want me to stop or there's something wrong which you want me to check but not remove what we're doing, while red means to stop and take everything off. OK?"

"Yes, sir," replied Scarlett, getting into role.

Roy tied Scarlett's wrists and ankles in place, ensuring she was held securely. He then raised her hands until her body was taut, then spread her leg ties further until her legs were wide apart and she was stretched almost to her limit. Ange focussed on her face, catching her radiant smile tinged with a slight apprehension. She was ready to enjoy her whipping.

Roy chose a multi-tailed flogger to start the process, walking around her flicking the thongs at her exposed skin seemingly randomly so she never knew where the next sting would come from. After ten minutes of this he began focussing more on her breasts, stomach, inner thighs, pussy and ass, leaving her back for later. By now Scarlett was making soft mewling sounds and moving her body gently to dissipate the sensations, which she would probably not describe as pain. It was very obvious that she was highly aroused by the gentle whipping as her juices were dripping from her engorged pussy lips onto the floor. I checked with Ange and saw that she had seen this and was returning occasionally for a close up shot.

After a full twenty minutes Scarlett had her eyes closed and was in heaven, it seemed, giving the impression that if this treatment continued for much longer she would reach an orgasm. Roy replaced the flogger and picked up a single tailed whip, which he showed to Scarlett and had her kiss. I moved to the camera behind Scarlett, leaving Ange to cover her front. Roy then stepped behind her so she couldn't see what was happening and then struck her back with it - hard. The sudden change from the relatively gentle caresses of the flogger to the sting of the whip tail on her back caused her to let out a yelp and to flinch as much as her bonds allowed. A single red line quickly developed below her shoulder blades. Roy waited about twenty seconds then applied a second stroke alongside the first. Twenty seconds later a third, and so on at approximately twenty second intervals until her back was criss-crossed with red lines, the application and development of each of which was recorded on my camera.

He then moved in front of her and Ange used her camera to record Roy's whipping of her breasts. Again he spaced the strokes at about twenty second intervals, again they were relatively hard and soon Scarlett's breasts, of which she was so proud and which she enjoyed displaying at the club, were also criss-crossed with thin red lines, some of which crossed her nipples. She remained silent during the process, pushing her chest out before each stroke as though welcoming it, and only when the whip struck a nipple would she flinch and grimace for a few seconds afterwards. She was obviously in pain, especially from her nipples, but equally obviously she was enjoying her pain.

Once Roy considered that she had received enough breast punishment, he replaced the whip, lowered the wrist bindings, releasing Scarlett from those then from the ankle bindings. Scarlett moved her body, relieving aching joints and muscles, then gave Roy a hug and kiss and asked "What now, my lovely torturer?"

Roy felt her pussy, slipping several fingers into her sopping cunt, then replied, "I think we need to plug the flow here a bit. Normally I would use a huge dildo on you now but as you're pregnant I don't want to do anything to maybe jeopardize your pregnancy. So we'll just have to do a few other things instead."

He led her over to the bondage bench and had her lie down with her crotch at the end of the table. Meanwhile we'd been changing cameras one at a time so that either Ange or I was always keeping them in frame. Once she was in position we then used a camera each that would focus on Scarlett from different directions while Roy tied her hands above her head then bound her bent knees to the supports on either side so she was securely tied with her legs wide apart, fully exposing her sopping pussy. 

"I think we should plug this leak a little," he said, taking a firm spongy rubber ball, about four inches in diameter and gently easing it into her cunt, taking about five minutes to do this. Once it was in place, her opening closed around it so it was entirely inside her, large enough to stretch her cunt but not reaching far enough inside her to cause any possible damage to her baby. It also caused her lips to spread apart, exposing her engorged clit beautifully. Ange and I both focussed our cameras on this.

Roy then selected a short, thin cane and brought it over to the table. He used the cane to give quick strokes to Scarlett's nipples, alternating between them after every ten or so strokes. Her nipples were already swollen, mainly from the whipping they'd received, so quickly swelled still further and reddened nicely under the new attention. Every now and then a stroke would hurt more than the rest and Scarlett would grimace and bite her lip to keep from crying out. 

Once her nipples looked like stop lights, Roy stopped and wheeled a small cabinet over to beside the bench and picked out some clover clamps which he fitted to her nipples, then attached a cord from each clamp and routed them through pulleys above Scarlett's body. Ange and I had our cameras focussed on Scarlett's nipples and also on her face to record her anguish as the clover clamps tightened due to the weights Roy was about to attach. Roy selected two weights, each around four ounces and clipped them onto the cords from the clamps. Beautiful grimaces crossed Scarlett's face as he dropped the weights after attaching them, causing the clamps to tighten.

"Hmmm, seems you like that," commented Roy as he selected two more weights of the same size.

He clipped them on, then repeated this several times more until there were 20 ounces suspended from each cord, with a consequent tightening of the clamps around her engorged, deep red nipples which were now severely stretched. Her face showed obvious distress and discomfort. Roy jiggled the weights, lifting them then dropping them to create more pain. 

"Right, my darling, are you ready for some needles now?" he asked her.

"No, I hate needles. Please no needles."

"Hmmm, well, I guess there's only one way to get you used to them."

Roy opened a second drawer in the mobile cabinet and pulled out some sterile hypodermic needles. We waited, holding a general shot of her body while we wondered where he was going to stick the needle. We hadn't long to wait. He sprayed some antiseptic spray onto her nipples then pressed the needle against the side of her left nipple, engorged by the clamp, which was still on, and red from the clamp and the cane strokes. We zoomed in to see the nipple indent beneath the point of the needle, then the needle penetrate the skin and move quickly through the flesh, peak the skin on the other side of the nipple, then pop through. Scarlett bit her lip again to prevent herself from crying out but rolled her head in obvious pain.

Roy repeated this process three more times, once more sideways through her right nipple, then twice lengthwise, once through each nipple. Roy stood back to view his handiwork. He then took two more needles, each about two inches long, and inserted these vertically downwards from the tip of each nipple into her breasts towards the bench. Scarlett writhed and screamed as each needle was inserted but did not use either any safe word so was apparently still willing to allow Roy to proceed.

We wondered what would come next, as I'm sure Scarlett did as well. Roy looked at her and quietly asked if she was Ok.

"Yes, sir," she replied meekly and flashed him a smile, "I'm really enjoying being hurt and punished by you."

Roy picked up the small cane once again and positioned himself at the end of the bench. We moved our cameras so they focussed on Scarlett's pussy area and immediately Roy began tapping her pussy lips with the cane, keeping up a rapid staccato rhythm which caused the pain to increase gradually as the strokes continued. It took only a few minutes before Scarlett was again writhing in pain, rolling her head, biting her lip and making tense mewling sounds. After nearly five minutes of this Roy started alternating between striking her pussy lips and her clit. The first stroke to her clit caused her to jump, mainly from surprise probably, but then her writhing and mewling increased as the number of strokes to her clit multiplied the pain until Roy was focussing entirely in striking her clit, increasing the strength of the strokes with the short cane as much as possible.

During this time we were videoing continuously and watched in awe as Scarlett's lips distended and swelled, opening slightly so we could see the slippery ball inside her. Once Roy began on her clit we saw it quickly engorge and redden as it filled with blood. The pain Scarlett was feeling from this very sensitive organ must have been immense and we weren't at all surprised to hear her call "Yellow" after about five minutes of this torture.

Roy stopped immediately and watched his beloved as she lay there, slowly losing the painful expression and reducing her writhing.

"Are you Ok?" he asked, obviously concerned in case he'd gone too far.

"Yes, dear, I just needed a break; it was too intense. You may continue now please sir."

Roy recommenced applying strokes of the cane to her clit and continued for another few minutes, then stopped. Her clit had now lengthened and Roy took a clover clamp and fitted it over the organ. As the spring pressure came on, Scarlett screamed and bucked her hips in agony for a few seconds, then began moaning and rolling her head from side to side. Roy once again attached a cord to the clamp, passed it over a pulley and added two four ounce weights, which caused Scarlett to scream again but quickly stopped her from bucking her hips any more.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 14



Roy gazed at her anxiously, torn between continuing and ending the session. He reasoned, he said later, that if she had wanted it stopped she would use the safe word, so he continued. He took out two more needles from the tray and inserted the longer one longitudinally through her clit. As it went through she screamed loudly several times but managed to keep her hips still to avoid additional pain from the clover clamp. He then took the short one and inserted it directly downwards from the tip inwards into her for a distance of about an inch. The screams were deafening as this needle penetrated between the closely spaced nerves in her most delicate and sensitive organ. After a minute she stopped screaming and sobbed with pain. Roy, Ange and I watched in awe at the pain this woman was suffering and apparently enjoying as she had made no move to use the safe words. 

Roy went to her head and gazed down at her. She opened her eyes, apparently sensing he was there. He bent down and kissed her, then asked if she was OK and should he stop.

"I'm fine. I've never felt such sharp pain as that but it's Ok now, the pain has subsided. Please, honey, please continue with what you want to do to me."

Roy removed the weights from the clover clamps and removed the one from her clit, but left the nipple clamps and needles in place. He then untied Scarlett and gently sat her up, being careful not to bump the needles. He then placed a belt around her abdomen just above her hips, tightening it as far as he could, then attached a crotch strap to the front.

"This will hurt," he told her as he fed the thin part of the strap between her legs and ass cheeks, then attached it to the rear of the waist strap. He started pulling it tight, crushing her pussy lips and clit but, more agonizingly, pressing the short needle further into her delicate flesh beneath her clit. Scarlett tensed up, bit her lip, then when that wasn't enough, screamed once again. Roy stopped and fastened the strap where it was, then led her very slowly to the horizontal padded bar.

By this time both Ange and I were feeling extremely sexy and would have just liked to slip into bed and me into her, but we were professionals so there would be time for that later.

Scarlett knew exactly what she was in for as she'd been caned here before, but never with needles in her, a crotch strap on and a ball in her cunt. She was quite nervous, she told us later, but figured she had safe words and knew that Roy did love her, so gave herself over to the experience. Roy bent her over the bar and she grimaced at the shooting pain from her clit as the crotch strap pulled into her further. Roy tied her wrists to the floor, spread her legs, then fastened her ankles down as well. We had moved into position to get the best angles for the video and focussed on her ass as Roy selected a medium weight cane and swished it in a few trial strokes.

He positioned himself and rested the cane gently on Scarlett's ass, then swung back and struck her across the center of both cheeks. Scarlett let out a grunt as more pain flooded through her, but she stayed still and Roy waited about twenty seconds, by which time the thin white line on her ass had turned red, then gave her a second stroke. Another grunt but otherwise no response. This continued for the next ten minutes, during which time Scarlett received thirty strokes. Her ass was no longer unblemished, obviously, and was covered in parallel red welts, some with droplets of blood. She was now responding, not to each stroke, she just stayed in position as each stroke landed, but with continuous gentle sobbing, her tears pooling on the floor below her head.

After thirty strokes, Roy decided that she had suffered sufficiently and untied her, then removed the crotch and waist straps, then the needles and clover clamps. He then had her crouch down and instructed her to push hard. He told her that in nearly nine months she would be pushing a baby out, so now it was time to push out the ball. She did. As we watched and videoed, she pushed the ball so that her lips parted and the ball was clearly visible, then, after an almighty heave, it popped out, rolling wetly on the floor. Roy helped her stand up then hugged and kissed her gently.

"Oh I feel so empty," she exclaimed. "Honey, please fill me up with something nice."

Roy led her to the sex swing, helped her in then tied her in place.

"Would you like me to fuck you?" he asked.

"Oooohhhh, yes please, darling, please fuck me with your huge cock, honey."

For the past while Roy's cock had been standing up to attention, as had mine. Ange was suffering as well, with pussy juice running down her legs meaning she had to be careful not to slip as the soles of her feet were damp at times. While we set up the cameras for closer shots, Roy was positioning Scarlett ready to fuck her in the sling.

"Please be careful, honey, I'm a bit sore down there of course so if you push hard it will hurt."

"I thought you liked being hurt," commented Roy.

"I do, darling, yes, I do."

As we focussed on the moving target of Scarlett in the swing with one camera, we also focussed on Roy's huge cock waiting to penetrate Scarlett's fuck hole. He pushed her away and she returned, hitting the end of his cock with her pussy lips and eliciting a howl of pain. Roy ignored it, and pushed her away again, this time finding her hole and feeling her desperately clench her muscles to hold him inside her. She was very slick and her muscles were still tired from having the ball inside, so she slid off. He tried again with the same result. It took over twenty attempts before she was able to hold him in place once she was impaled, and it was probably only because Roy had moved slightly forward each time to make it easier that it occurred at all. 

Once he was held inside, he grabbed her hips and began fucking her for real, pressing inside her as far as he could, squashing her perforated clit and pussy lips between their pubic bones and causing her to scream in pain each time they were squeezed. Scarlett was writhing, both in pain and pleasure, and it took only a very short time before she screamed that she was cumming. Roy pressed in against her, obviously causing maximum pain in her clit and lips, and closed his eyes in concentration as she screamed loud and long while he squirted his cum against the end of her cunt.

As we watched this beautiful sight I felt Ange's hand on my cock, jacking it gently, wanting her own sexual release. Later, baby, later, I mentally communicated to her.

Eventually the screams stopped, Roy withdrew and untied Scarlett and helped her from the swing. They held each other, kissing gently.

"Do you want more?" asked Roy.

"Yes please, sir," she replied, back into her sub role.

Roy took her to the inverted suspension gear and had her lie in place on the pad. He deftly fitted her ankle and thigh straps, tested them, then pressed the switch to raise her off the floor inverted, leaving her arms hanging freely. Once her head just cleared the floor he stopped raising and pressed another switch to spread her legs. He spread them very widely, her just-fucked pussy gaping as she felt tension coming in her hips. Her body had risen due to her legs spreading so that now she could barely touch the floor with her fingers and her legs were almost as wide as they could go. Roy released the switch then went to her and began stroking her pussy, inserting his fingers into her gaping love tunnel until after a few minutes he was able to insert his whole hand. He bunched his fingers into a fist, eliciting a low moan from Scarlett. Without opening his hand, he pulled it out, causing a short shriek.

"You'd better get used to it if you're going to have a baby," he said, grinning.

Roy then selected a thin cane and again swished it so Scarlett could hear what was coming. He then stood in front of her and brought the cane downwards, striking the inner left thigh just an inch from her crotch. She winced. He repeated the stroke on the right side. He then continued to strike her for a further nine strokes on both thighs, left then right, while we zoomed in on her pussy area and on her face, recording her facial expressions at each stroke.

After those twenty strokes he started caning her pussy lips, alternating sides once again, for a further twenty strokes. Each stroke was accompanied by a shrill shriek as her abused pussy lips radiated pain throughout her body. Then he gave her a further ten strokes, directly between her pussy lips hitting her open cunt entrance and her clit repeatedly. Scarlett let out a long, continuous scream as this took place, sobbing and screaming, her tears falling to the floor as her clit swelled and reddened under the onslaught.

Roy stopped, replaced the cane and then looked at his beloved, who was slowly reducing her sobbing.

"Are you Ok?" he asked gently, bending down to hear her answer.

"Yes, sweetheart, that was wonderful. Thank you darling. It hurt so good. Are you going to do anything more?"

"Not today, but sometime when you want me to. Right now I want you to cum some more for me."

"Oh yes, darling, I always like cumming for you."

Roy selected a vibrator which he knew was Scarlett's favorite and placed it beside her clit, turning it on to slow. He gradually moved it gently over her swollen clit, watching her responses as her arousal grew despite, or maybe because of, the pain. After a few minutes she was rhythmically jerking her hips in a fucking type of movement. Shortly afterwards she began a keening wail as she closed her eyes and clenched her jaw, seeking to delay her climax to let it build as much as she could. Finally it was too much and she exploded in orgasm, screaming in ecstasy as Roy held the vibrator at high speed hard against her clit.

She came and came and came, hard and long, continuously for several minutes, all recorded on video for her later enjoyment. Slowly she came down and Roy slowed the vibrator, eventually removing it, moving her legs together and lowering her to the ground. He released her and she lay there on the padded mat, panting for breath, before reaching up and, despite the probable pain, pulling Roy onto her and kissing him hard.

"Darling, that was the best BDSM session I've ever had. Thank you so very much, sweetheart."

"I'm so pleased you enjoyed it. You'll take a while to recover and I'm sure you'll have marks to remember it by for a long time, but then it will probably be a long time before we do something like this again, at least at this level."

We turned off our cameras and packed up all the equipment while the two lovers cuddled, kissed and caressed each other for a while before walking slowly upstairs for lunch. We joined them for lunch a short time later, after a hurried private session to release our built up sexual tension, to find other residents admiring Scarlett's welts and perforations and hearing all about the session. Once we arrived we had to assure them that we'd process the video as soon as possible and yes, there would be a showing for everyone, but that would be after Roy and Scarlett had seen it and approved its release. We also assured them that we would be available to video their own BDSM sessions soon. It looked as though our work was just starting.

It took two days, on and off, to edit and merge the data from the several cameras used and then the rough proof of the video was ready. All those who were free that evening gathered in the spa pool to watch on the large screen. After the event, which had been condensed to around 40 minutes, there was spontaneous applause, which we acknowledged, and then a comments and suggestions session. The rule for this type of session was that if you were critical of something you needed to have a suggestion for improvement. This avoided people criticizing things just from a personal non-preference rather than assisting the team to move towards even greater perfection.

"You know," began Dana, "I've seen a lot of caning sessions and seen many videos of these. I always enjoy both the live show and the video, and actually experiencing and delivering as well, of course." There were a few knowing glances and whispered comments exchanged. "But one thing I do notice is that when you actually watch it live you see the cane strike the skin and can see the impact it has. On the video, however, it often happens that you do not actually see the cane hit the skin. I am aware that moving pictures are a misnomer and are made up of many still pictures shown sequentially fast enough to fool the eye. So if the cane makes contact in that split second between photos, you don't actually see it make initial contact. So no matter how slowly you go through frame by frame, the impact is still missing. Is there some way that this could be rectified, do you think?"

"Well," I replied, "The only way is to take more frames at a faster rate. This is sometimes done in nature videography, for example, videoing the tongue of a frog as it uncoils to catch a fly or the wings of a flying bee. But the problem is that it uses a huge amount of data storage and the equipment is very sophisticated and hence expensive. But it is possible."

"Ok, we'll have a chat about it later."

There were several other comments, all complimentary, then people left the spa in couples or small groups to pursue other evening pursuits. Dana approached Ange and me as we sat in the pool. She reached over and gave us each a kiss to commence.

"That was a really great video tonight, one of the best I've seen and certainly the best we've done here. Thank you. Now, about the high speed cameras."

"Thank you," we both chorused, then listened to what Dana was proposing.

"Is it possible to hire this equipment to see if it will do what we want it to do? I don't envisage videoing the whole session at high speed but only those parts where it is essential that we catch every millisecond of the action. They can then be edited into the video. I guess we could also take still screen shots from those as well, couldn't we?"

"Yes, both of those are possible," I confirmed. "We could simply cut in the high speed camera showing a cane stroke, for example, first at normal speed with the low definition then repeat it in slow motion using the high speed camera record running at normal speed. In nature they can show the wings of a bee flying in slow motion, so I see no reason why a cane stroke couldn't be shown in all its painful detail."

"Great. Then you have my approval to investigate this during the week and let me know what you find out. If you do find suitable equipment for hire, then you could hire it for a few days and make a short demo video. Can do?"

"Absolutely can do," we both agreed.

Dana gave us another kiss and a cuddle each then climbed out of the pool. We stayed a few more minutes, running through a few thoughts then headed off to bed for another sexy session, then slept, dreaming of canes hitting quivering flesh and being shown in slow motion.

The following day I tracked down the equipment I'd envisaged, persuaded the salesman to loan it to us for a test run, on condition that he receive a copy of the video (what people will do to watch BDSM) and that we would discuss giving him first refusal for marketing the videos if and when they become available for sale. I told him that this would depend upon Dana and her crew, but we'd do what we could.

We set up the camera equipment once more in the Dungeon and sought a willing couple for a caning session so that we could concentrate on the cameras while they did their BDSM thing. Faye and Gareth, a young couple who had arrived from the UK a few months ago and were getting into the swing of things at 'Dana's', volunteered. Both had received basic training on BDSM and were keen to try out their skills and also to see themselves on video. Tuesday was their day off so we arranged to meet them at 2pm for the session.

They arrived naked, as everyone was most of the time unless interacting with the public, and Gareth set about securing Faye over a caning bar, spreading her legs so we could see her neat bald pussy peeking from between her thighs. We noticed that Gareth's cock was already standing to attention so anticipated that he would put it to good use once the caning was completed. Maybe we would be permitted to video that also.

Gareth chose a thin, flexible cane and gave it a few swishes behind Faye, who was looking decidedly nervous. She had told us that she'd been caned once before, apparently reasonably gently, and she enjoyed it and wanted more and, she thought, harder. Today was the day she was going to find out if that was really what she wanted.

I nodded to Gareth to let him know that everything was ready and he could start. Ange was operating the normal cameras, one focussed on the general scene, one on Faye's face and the other on a closer view of Faye's beautiful, still unblemished ass. I was operating the high speed camera which I would run only during a stroke, pausing it between strokes to conserve precious data storage space.

Gareth asked Faye if she was ready, and was told to go ahead. He gave a final swish then I started the high speed camera and a second later the cane struck Faye's ass with a satisfying crack.

"Oooowwwww," yelled Faye, surprised by the unexpected strength of the stroke. "That was hard."

I stopped the high speed camera, leaving the others running.

"Well, you said that you wanted it harder than last time," replied Gareth.

"Yeah, but you could've gone easy for the first one."

"Well, I can't undo it so I'll just have to keep going hard. Ready for the next?"

"Ok."

As Gareth wound up for the next stroke I started the high speed camera and the cane swished through the air, striking a centimeter higher than the last stroke, which now showed as a bright red line across Faye's white ass. From the crack it sounded like that stroke was, if anything, harder than the first. Again Faye cried out but then continued to wait for the next stroke without comment.

The third stroke was slightly below the first and struck with a resounding crack. Faye's ass showed two red stripes and a white stripe beneath that rapidly turned red as we watched. I operated the high speed camera, recording each stroke as it fell and pausing in between.

This continued until Faye had received the agreed ten strokes from Gareth. Several of the strokes overlapped and in places pinpricks of blood had appeared where small tears had formed in the skin, but overall Faye's ass still looked in good shape.

"Ok, that's my ten. Can you release me now please?"

"Not quite yet," replied Gareth, "I've got a hard problem here that you can help with first."

While we watched and while all the normal cameras were still running, Gareth approached helpless Faye from behind, rubbed his fingers over the streaks on her ass, then grabbed her hips and without further ado plunged his cock deeply into her sopping wet pussy. 

"Ooohhhh, yes, please fuck me hard, darling. I feel sooo sexy, fuck me now."

Gareth did, pushing in and out rapidly. I positioned the high speed camera and focussed on his cock pushing into and pulling out of her cunt. Very soon they both obviously approached their climaxes, such was their level of arousal. It was over in a very short time.

"Oooohhhhh, yessss, honey, yessss, fuck me, harder, harder, ooooohhhhh, I'M CUMMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!"

"I'm cumming too," gasped Gareth as he froze in position, deeply embedded in Faye, squirting his copious hot cum into the end of her cunt.

They remained stationary for a few seconds then Gareth relaxed and eased out of Faye, his cock noticeably softer as he untied her from the caning stand. They hugged and kissed, Faye feeling her ass to feel the welts inflicted by Gareth, then they turned to me.




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 15



Chapter 15 'Dana's' Fiftieth Celebrations

Author's notes:

1. This series follows on from my previous series 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first.

2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk.

3. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental.

4. The chapters are numbered in a sequence for a reason. It is recommended that they be read in numerical order.

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Forward:

This is the third 'final chapter' I have written for this story. After each of the previous two I have received comments from readers wanting more and suggesting possible scenarios for further chapters. I wrote those, so now this really is the final chapter.

It is set at the fiftieth anniversary celebrations of 'Dana's' strip club and brothel and takes place in the swinging sixties -- 2060s. Society has changed, as it always does. It appears that early in each new century there is a return to a more puritanical attitude. This occurred in the Victorian era of the 1900s, when women needed to be well-covered and sex was something discussed behind closed doors, if even then. At the same time there was an undercurrent of licentiousness which was neither acknowledged nor discussed by the 'better' people in society. This was followed by the more overtly liberal 'flapper' era of the 1920s and the sexual freedom of the 1960s following the invention of the contraceptive pill. The following century seemed to follow suit, with the restrictive behavior of the early century, in which it almost became illegal for a man to 'sexually abuse', for example, a woman co-worker by commenting that she 'looked nice today'. This ridiculous sensitivity to even hints of sexual innuendo rapidly decreased during the 2020s and by the 2030s public nudity was no longer viewed as being extreme and was certainly decriminalized. 

Public sexual activity was tolerated during the 2040s and it became increasingly common to see naked copulating couples on the beach making love. The 2050s brought about the greatest changes in society as the government finally and belatedly realized that uncontrolled population increase could no longer be accepted and that the number of 'substandard' people being born and largely supported during their entire lives was a burden that was no longer necessary or acceptable. Consequently, harsh new laws, some would call them draconian, were instituted to allow only selected people to breed. The minor medical procedure required for this had, ironically, been used on farms to control stock breeding for over half a century. During the 2060s, with increasing numbers of both men and women who were not able to reproduce, sex slavery became a lifestyle of choice for many. This was also brought about by a reduction in the amount of work available due to advances in technology, and to the increasingly wide division between rich and poor, enabling the wealthy to 'employ' voluntary slaves to undertake many menial and not so menial tasks including the sexual satisfaction of their master or mistress. 

The state played its part in these changes, decriminalizing many changes to society which would have been illegal in earlier times and allowing the establishment of voluntary slavery and the public custody of children, relieving those parents who were permitted to reproduce of their hitherto often onerous responsibility for raising and educating their offspring. This came about gradually, with day care centres first offering overnight stays, then week-long stays and finally full custody. 

These changes, of course, had repercussion for 'Dana's'. Nobody was going to pay to see naked women, albeit beautiful ones, and sexual acts when they could walk along any beach and see exactly the same things. Nobody needed to hire a prostitute when there were attractive and willing women just waiting for any guy's attention, as well as guys waiting for any woman's attention. So 'Dana's' looked towards more exotic activities, extending their BDSM focus and introducing a slave training facility. This fitted in well with the new society. However, as society changes, previous extremes, like public sex and nudity, tend to become the norm, so that those in any society who wish to push the limits now do so in an increasingly dangerous manner. Thus, for those who had failed to obtain permission to reproduce, the new extreme was total sexual nullification. These neuters, as they were called, could serve male or female sexual functions depending on their original gender, but derived no sexual pleasure from these. Thus their masters or mistresses had a human toy which could serve their needs without being distracted by their own personal sexual desires. The idea of subjugating oneself to another appealed to many, especially those with little or no chance of obtaining a worthwhile job, and thus there became an increasing demand for sexual slaves and slave training. This trend became increasingly overt and in the 2060s, when this final chapter is set, it is increasingly common to see naked, beauties flaunting their body mods as they are led around by their masters and mistresses.

I have deliberately not attempted to tie up all loose ends, working on the assumption that readers have imaginations and can devise their own scenarios if they so choose. I trust you have enjoyed the series and at least some of my other writings, and that you enjoy this final final chapter.

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Dana sat upright in her comfortable chair in front of her desk, which today had been brought into the sunshine so she could enjoy the outdoors while carrying out her necessary office work. During the past few weeks she had become increasingly aware that there really should be a 50th celebration of 'Dana's'. She was very aware that the four founding family members were all now deceased and that she, Todd, Trudi, Chris and Gabby, the five senior family members who were all on the Board of Directors, were aging and would not continue to be actively involved in the business for very much longer. She also wanted to proofread her autobiography, which she intended to finish after the celebrations so these could be included. In effect, it would be a history of the first 50 years of 'Dana's'.

"A fruit cocktail, please," she commanded her slave, standing to one side unobtrusively. 

"Thank you, Mistress," he replied, then immediately departed for the kitchen. Dana smiled to herself, remembering the comments of her chief slave trainer who had tried, unsuccessfully, to break her of the habit of using 'please' when commanding the slaves and also of thanking them.

"They are slaves," he told her, "They do not deserve to be treated like human beings. Order them, do not request that they do something, and never thank them."

His pleas had fallen on deaf ears; Dana had been brought up to respect others no matter what their station in life and she certainly wasn't going to break the habit of a lifetime. Consequently her slaves were very obedient and carried out her commands gladly, living in fear of possibly being moved to a stricter Mistress.

She sat for a few moments, gazing into space, contemplating the changes that had taken place in society and 'Dana's' during the past half century. Her slave returned with her drink and she automatically thanked him. He nodded, acknowledging her thanks, waiting to be dismissed.

"How long have you been with us?" asked Dana.

"Nearly two years, Mistress, one year as a trainee and then my second year as an intern. I'm scheduled to complete my internship in a few months, Mistress."

"So you've seen some changes in the place even in that short time."

"Yes, Mistress."

Dana reached under his loin cloth and felt his partly tumescent cock, ever ready to please. She felt the smoothness under his cock where his balls would have normally hung, then moved her hand upwards and gently pressed his balls, held tightly inside his lower abdomen at too high a temperature to allow his sperm to be fertile. She thought how wonderful this technique was that allowed guys to perform sexually while totally eliminating the possibility of them fathering a child, wondering that it had taken so long for this technique, which had been used on farms for over fifty years, to be applied to humans. She had heard a rumor that he was fraternizing with a slave girl and wanted to find out if it was true. He stood stoically but did partly smile as she continued her manual inspection.

"Do you use this apparatus on some of the slave girls during your time off?"

This was a very difficult question to answer honestly. He knew he was forbidden to engage in sexual activities without the express permission of his Mistress, and he did not know whether Dana had any inside information relating to his love affair and frequent visits to the bed of Melanie, a gorgeous slave who had recently volunteered and been selected as Todd's personal intern slave. To answer honestly he would have risked severe punishment, yet to lie and be caught out would risk even more severe punishment including, for this offence, possible total nullification or penectomy. He decided to tell the truth, hoping that Dana would live up to her lenient reputation.

"Yes, Mistress," he replied.

"Hmmm, you know the penalties that are possible, don't you? Yet you tell me the truth. Is there any particular slave girl you're seeing or do you spread your favors around?"

"I'm in love with Melanie, Mistress, and she loves me too. I hope one day we can be united legally, Mistress."

Dana thought back to the time she was infatuated with Todd; the devastation she felt when she found out that Todd had been unfaithful to her on a field trip, the punishment that she had meted out to him and Trudi, then the compromise of polyamory that had worked so well for so long. She smiled up at her slave, seeing the terror on his face.

"I'm pleased you've found love with Melanie. She seems a wonderful girl and I hope you are both very happy. Everyone deserves happiness. But," and she put on a very stern face, "If anyone else finds out about this then you can be punished very severely, you realize that don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress," he replied, a look of relief starting to appear across his face as he realized he'd made the right choice in trusting Dana's leniency.

"So, I have a choice to make. I could report you to your slave trainer, Ivan, which would result in you and Melanie being permanently separated, cruelly punished and possibly both be made sexually incompetent." Dana paused, watching his young, handsome face respond to her threat. "Or I could ignore it, this time, and tell you that if it happens again then you'll be reported." 

This time his young face screwed up in anguish at the thought of never loving his beloved Melanie again. Dana continued: "Or I could permit it, providing you and Melanie with a permit to allow conjugal visits." 

His young face broke into a smile at the thought that just maybe he would be permitted to continue his love affair with his darling. "I'm inclined towards this third option at present but there would be a cost. Are you willing to pay the price that I will demand for such a permit?"

"Yes, Mistress, anything you ask, Mistress."

"Anything I ask? Anything? You must certainly be infatuated with Melanie. She's a very lucky girl."

"Well, almost anything, Mistress," replied her slave, realizing the scope he had offered and its possible consequences.

"I was just remembering the fun I had torturing Todd many years ago and it's been a long time since I had a nice young hard cock to torture. What a pity your balls are so hard to torture now; hard but not impossible. A few months ago I had a hormone implant and since then I've been feeling quite horny at times. Trudi also had the implant and poor Todd doesn't know what's hit him. He's still capable of servicing us each a couple of times a week but I was just thinking that he used to do this a couple of times a day, and that was on his off days. So, if you were willing to fill in the gap, so to speak, when required then I could arrange for you to see Melanie on a more permanent basis. How does that sound to you?"

Dana realized that she was breaking all the rules of slave management and training, asking him if he approved of what she suggested, treating him, in effect, like a normal human being. However, she was the boss, dammit, and she'd do whatever she pleased, she told herself angrily.

Dana's slave didn't answer immediately; his look of gratitude and pleasure on his face was enough of an answer for Dana.

"Right, I guess that's settled then. I'm looking forward to enjoying what Melanie's been enjoying for a while. Take off your loin cloth and let me see what I'm getting."

He quickly slipped his loin cloth off and Dana fondled his cock and balls, taking a piece of ice from her drink, pulling his foreskin back and rubbing it on his cock head. It twitched in her hand, growing rapidly until it reached its full size. She rubbed her hand under his cock, between his legs, wishing he had some balls she could pull down, a scrotum to stretch.

"You have a lovely cock. It would be such a shame if you were to ever lose it so behave yourself. Go into the toy room and find a crotch strap for yourself. Make sure it has pressure pads."

She released him and he scurried away. Dana felt her dampness between her legs and stroked her clit, stimulating herself manually until he returned with the strap.

"Here you are, Mistress," he said as he handed it to her.

"Thank you. I'm going to put this on you and while you are working here it will remain on unless I choose to take it off, is that clear? Each evening when you go off duty I shall remove it, if I feel like it. Sometimes I will leave it on just because I can. Understood?"

"Yes, Mistress." He imagined making love with Melanie with a crotch strap pressing his balls each side of his cock. Then he imagined fucking Dana again with the strap attached. His cock gave a lurch and hardened still further.

Dana fitted the tight belt above his hips and locked it in place. She then pulled the two straps downwards between his legs, adjusting them so the pressure pads were directly over his balls, trapped inside his lower abdomen. She then pulled the straps tightly over the sides of his ass cheeks and locked them to the belt. 

"How does that feel?"

"Tight, Mistress. My balls feel like they're being crushed."

Dana smiled. "They won't be; they can take a lot more than that as you will see. "

"Yes, Mistress."

"Now, come with me."

Dana stood and led him through the house to her day room. She then lay on the couch and ordered her slave to arouse her as he did with Melanie. He began manually, then progressed to orally. Dana enjoyed this youthful approach, less sophisticated but more energetic than Todd. Dana felt herself oozing fluids, just like old times, she thought, remembering the first time she'd hidden in the stairwell watching her parents make love in the Dungeon. She stroked her slave's cock, making sure it was hard and ready.

"I want you to lie on your back now," she told him, standing up and vacating the couch. He quickly took her place and she straddled him, holding herself above him, teasing the tip of his cock with her pussy lips.

"Play with my breasts. Pull the nipple bars gently. I'll tell you if you do it too hard."

Over the years Dana had several pieces of nipple jewellery and several times with none. These bars were the thickest she had worn and set her still-firm breasts off very nicely. Better still, when they were pulled gently they sent stimulation straight to her clit. On several occasions she'd cum just by pulling on the bars, even though they were still a little tender.

The young slave pulled on her bars tentatively, wanting to stimulate but not hurt. Dana guided him, pleased that he seemed to be a fast learner. After a few minutes she felt her orgasm approaching and began thrashing about.

"Oh, yes, pull harder, twist them a little, yes, like that, yes, yes, YES, I'M CUMMING!!!!"

As she came hard she sat down onto his cock, feeling it penetrating her slippery cunt to the very end, his cock pressing against her cervix and pubic bone against her clit just as she liked. She thrashed about more, cumming harder than she had for many years. Then slowly she came down from her high, and relaxed on top of her slave, her cunt muscles still clenching his cock; his cock still twitching inside her.

"Thank you," she said, resisting the urge to collapse onto him and hug and kiss him as she would a lover. She must maintain some distance between them after all. She noticed the look of pain on his face.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"What is your name?" asked Dana, feeling that if they were to be intimate she should at least know his name and not just call him slave.

"Jeremy," he replied.

"Jeremy. What a lovely name. Were you in pain when I came on you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Where was the pain, Jeremy?"

"In my balls, Mistress, you were crushing them."

"Do you want to fuck me now and cum inside me?"

"If that is what you want me to do, Mistress."

"No, not this time, Jeremy. This time I'll send you away so you can use up your youthful energy and libido shooting Melanie full of your hot sperm tonight. Is that what you would like?"

"Oh yes Mistress, if that's what you want for me." Dana basked in the glow of his huge grin.

"That's what I want for you tonight."

Dana climbed off Jeremy and looked at him lying on the couch, his still hard cock bouncing above his trapped balls.

"Wipe me, please Jeremy."

Jeremy took a towel off the dresser, poured warm water over it and carefully, almost reverently, wiped her pussy, ass and thighs, then dried her with another towel. Only then did he wipe himself clean. Dana went to the dresser and fetched an official looking form, filled out a few details then handed it to Jeremy.

"This is your authorization to pay conjugal visits to Melanie. You may stay with her all night if you wish. Tomorrow I will arrange for you both to move into a double room instead of the dormitory, if you both wish that to happen. Tonight you will keep your crotch strap on and tomorrow you will fuck me properly, without the crotch strap, and, if I am as pleased with you then as I am now, I will let you cum in me. Do you have any questions?"

"N-no, Mistress, thank you Mistress, thank you, thank you, thank you," replied a beaming Jeremy.

"Oh, and by the way, Jeremy, you will remain naked from now on apart from a crotch strap to squeeze your balls."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Right, now go and enjoy your night."

"Thank you, Mistress, and goodnight."

Jeremy turned to go but Dana called him back.

"Ah, Jeremy, just before you go, come here a minute please." There was that 'please' again, she grinned to herself. Jeremy returned.

"Are your balls still sore after I crushed them?"

"A little, Mistress."

"Well, let's change that."

Dana reached for a small instrument in her drawer and beckoned Jeremy closer. She attached a thin tube from the instrument to one of the pressure pads over his balls, then began squeezing a handle on the instrument. Jeremy's eyes screwed up in pain as he felt the oil move from the instrument into the pad, swelling the pad. The pad was held firmly by the strap on the outside so expanded inside, compressing his left testicle very painfully. After eight squeezes of the handle Dana removed the tube and attached it to the other pad, giving that one also eight squeezes. Jeremy's face was screwed up in pain from the intolerable pressure on his balls. Dana removed the tube and smiled at him.




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"There, that's better. Now, enjoy your first night with Melanie and I shall see you tomorrow morning, usual time. Goodnight, Jeremy."

"Goodnight, Mistress," replied Jeremy as he walked gingerly away, trying hard not to make any quick movements to add further pain to his aching balls.

Life's looking up, thought Dana, amazing how cooperative a slave can be if you give them a little of what they want. She continued thinking for a while about slave training methods and whether punishment or reward was the best method, a topic that had been discussed and rediscussed many times within the community. Despite her recent hard orgasm she felt horny again thinking of the fun Jeremy and Melanie would have tonight, without the guilt and danger of being found out, but was very sure that Jeremy would not be cumming inside Melanie due to the pain of having his balls constantly crushed. She collected her stimulator and fitted it, turned it to low, and as the gentle waves of sexual stimulation excited her pussy nerves she returned to her table in the low angle sunshine to do some more planning for the celebration.

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Natasha, or Nat as she was known to her charges, was surprised to be approached by Jeremy who asked if he could see Melanie. She was surprised to see Jeremy wearing a ball crusher and walking painfully and was even more surprised when he presented the form completed by Dana to authorize his visit.

"Hmmm, so Dana's got a soft spot for you, has she? Well, I guess she's the boss. We have a spare bed at one end that's curtained off to give you a little more privacy tonight if you like," she offered kindly, smiling as she returned his authorization.

"Thank you, Nat, that would be wonderful."

Nat escorted Jeremy to Melanie as she relaxed on her bed. She jumped up, startled by his approach with Nat.

"It's Ok, Melanie," reassured Nat, "As you know Jeremy is Dana's slave and Dana is the boss, so what she says goes. She's said that Jeremy can visit you for the night. Is that Ok with you, Melanie?"

Melanie beamed and hugged Jeremy to her. She turned her head to the side to answer Nat.

"Oh yes, thank you Nat."

"Huh, don't thank me, thank Dana."

"Oh yes, I'll certainly do that."

Nat escorted the lovers to the curtained off bed in the corner and left them there hugging and kissing. When Melanie came up for air she reached down and felt the crotch strap that Jeremy wore.

"What's this for?"

Jeremy told her how Dana had put in on him and pumped it up and that it was locked on and had to stay on all night.

"She wants to crush my balls. But anyway, the best part is that she also said she'll arrange for a double room for us if we want it."

Melanie hugged him close again, tears of joy forming in her eyes. What she had hoped for, yearned for, was happening; she and Jeremy could be together in their non-work time, could sleep together each night, could fuck like rabbits whenever they wanted, when they weren't working anyway.

They lay on Melanie's bed for a while, hugging each other, Jeremy's hard cock looking for release between Melanie's soft thighs.

"How come you're so horny tonight?"

Jeremy told her about his session with Dana and explained to her that Dana clearly wanted him to include sexual services in his list of duties. 

"Hmmph, I knew there'd be a catch. I have to share you. She'll probably wear you out so all you'll do with me is sleep."

"She didn't let me cum, so that's why I'm so horny. She also told me that she wants me to fuck her again tomorrow."

"So that means we have tonight to wear you out so that you won't have anything left for her tomorrow. Better start now."

Melanie rolled Jeremy onto his back and looked at his rigid, erect cock just waiting for her to sit on. She threw a leg over him and took her weight on her knees, then used her hand to move his cock head through her sopping wet trench, lubricating him, as if that was necessary. After a few minutes she lowered herself onto him gently, taking his cock fully into her sopping cunt. He reached up and squeezed her ringed nipples, caressing her lightly tanned breasts as he began a gentle back and forth movement of his hips. Melanie synchronized her movements to his, creating a sensuous rhythm that sent spikes of erotic sensations through both their bodies. It also sent spikes of red hot pain through Jeremy's body as his crushed balls were compressed still further with each movement.

During the next ten minutes their rhythm became faster, his thrusts deeper and harder, trying to ignore the pain that each thrust sent lancing through his crushed balls. Melanie's clit elongated and hardened as it pressed against the root of his cock, gaining maximum stimulation. Melanie began panting as she felt the sensations focussing in her pussy area, pushing her towards her orgasm. She'd only had one previous orgasm with Jeremy, their time together had been so infrequent and short, so she relaxed and tensed at the same time, willing it to happen, feeling the build-up as sensation piled upon sensation until at last she exploded, trying in vain to stifle her grunts and screams as she came hard.

Jeremy thrust into her, moving his hips slightly to continue the pressure and stimulation on her clit to prolong her climax, wanting to cum in her but being unable due to the intense pain in his balls. The end result was that he felt incredibly horny yet was unable to relieve this horniness. He at last saw the cunning in Dana's actions earlier. Melanie came down from her high, panting, smiling, relaxed. She bent forward and lay on Jeremy, kissing him, nuzzling his neck, and further crushing his balls. Jeremy grimaced, but stood the pain to give Melanie the pleasure she sought being close to him.

"Mmmmm, thank you, sweetheart, that was wonderful. Did you enjoy your cum too?"

"I didn't cum, honey. The crotch strap causes pain, especially when you press on it too, which prevents me from cumming. But it does make me feel really horny."

"Oooohhhh, tonight sounds like fun then," smirked Melanie, "It means that your cock will stay hard for me all night long and I can cum as much as I like without him going soft. Yummy!" She licked her lips and grinned at the unfortunate Jeremy.

"Thanks for the sympathy."

They lay and cuddled for a while longer until they heard the other girls outside the curtain departing for dinner. They separated, with a final kiss, wiped themselves off, then made their way to the dining room, Jeremy without his customary loin cloth which was still at Dana's. 

In the dining room they ran the gauntlet of the ribald comments from the other slaves, both female, who had heard their erotic coupling earlier, and male who realized the significance of one of their number being naked and sporting an erection through his crotch strap. Jeremy and Melanie took it all with smiles, lost in their love for each other, Melanie looking forward to a night full of sex, Jeremy dreading a night full of frustration yet keen to spend it with his beloved Melanie.

The night panned out much as they had both imagined. Jeremy was insatiable and became increasingly horny as the night wore on, again and again initiating long sessions of fucking with Melanie, who only wanted to sleep after cumming hard eight times in the first few hours. They lost count of the times they fucked; it seemed almost continuous. Despite Melanie's best efforts and Jeremy trying everything he could think of, he just could not reach an orgasm. The following morning saw two very tired people join the rest of the slaves for the customary early breakfast, having to suffer once again the ribald comments of their peers. After breakfast, everyone went to attend their masters and mistresses for the day.

Jeremy prepared Dana's breakfast while Melanie prepared Todd's and Aidan, Trudi's slave, prepared hers. Together they took the three breakfasts to Dana, Todd and Trudi's room, Jeremy naked as specified, preceded by his red rigid cock sticking straight out from his cock strap. Aidan and Melanie insisted he go first so that his cock would be most obvious.

Dana, Todd and Trudi were grinning as they sat in bed. Obviously Dana had told the others about the strap so they were in on the joke. 

"Did you have a lovely night with Melanie?" asked Dana as she took the tray from Jeremy.

"Yes, thank you Mistress."

Todd guffawed at Jeremy's obviously only partly true answer and grinned as he asked, "You couldn't cum, could you? And now you're frustrated as hell hoping my darling tormentor Dana will release the pressure on your balls. Isn't that a fact now?"

"Y-yes Sir," Jeremy stuttered.

On the other side of the bed Trudi reached under Aidan's loin cloth and squeezed his cock. "Do you want some of that same treatment too?" she asked him.

"If you wish, Mistress," he replied formally and correctly.

"Leave us as we eat breakfast," commanded Dana, "Once we've finished we may have a surprise for you."

The three slaves went out to the kitchen and began their daily tasks, cleaning the room, loading the dishwasher, sorting laundry and all the other tasks involved in managing a house of busy business people. Shortly the bell rang and Dana's voice came through the intercom asking that they all go to the bedroom. This was unusual as normally only one slave would collect all the trays. Once they arrived they saw why they had all been called in. The bed was stripped and within a few seconds of arriving so were Aidan and Melanie of their loin cloths. The three occupants of the bed were also naked.

"We thought we'd have a mini-orgy this morning to celebrate Jeremy and Melanie's betrothal," began Dana. "Remember yesterday that I told you I wanted more of you today, Jeremy? Well, I certainly didn't want you all used up. That is why I put on the ball crusher. As Todd knows from past experience, it certainly prevents a guy cumming. So now I want to relieve you of all that frustration and all your lovely sperm, which Melanie spent the night causing your body to produce. So while Jeremy fucks me and spurts inside me, you can all watch, then I'll have a little treat for you as Todd and Trudi are keen to sample their slaves this morning. After that we can watch Jeremy and Melanie consummate their relationship properly, if they are still able."

Having said this, Dana produced a key and gestured for Jeremy to approach. He did, and Dana undid the crotch strap and released the pressure on Jeremy's balls. Dana rubbed them gently, then stroked his cock, squeezing the precum from the end. She then lay on her back on the bed, her legs wide apart, and ordered Jeremy to fuck her and cum inside her.

Jeremy glanced nervously and longingly at Melanie, but had no choice. He climbed onto the bed between Dana's still youthful looking thighs and allowed Dana to direct his cock to her opening. Once there he commenced fucking her while she grunted rhythmically as his large cock filled her cunt repeatedly, her clit being crushed at the end of each inward stroke, just as she liked it.

It was over almost before it began. Dana had had many years of lovemaking to perfect her ability to either cum quickly or delay her crisis for as long as she wished. Today she knew it needed to be fast because Jeremy was primed and ready to shoot. After only about twenty thrusts, Jeremy was there.

"May I cum please, Mistress?" he asked.

"Yes, cum for me Jeremy."

He did. He pushed his cock deeply inside Dana and went rigid as his cock spewed a huge amount of cum into the end of Dana's cunt. Dana felt his thrust, felt the hot sperm jetting against the end of her cunt and came, hard, writhing on the bed under Jeremy's body as he shot jet after jet into her, the excess oozing out from where they were joined.

Melanie was upset. To think that this woman had caused her beloved to be unable to cum on their first night together, then had stolen all his cum! This was the arrogant and selfish act of a person who used her power for her gain only. However, what was done was done and she had to make the best of it. The consolation prize of having the legendary Todd fuck her was also diminished by having a sore cunt from all the fucking she had endured during the night. However, she was a slave and had chosen this path so she had no option but to obey. On further thought, she had an indefinable feeling inside that this was another part of the learning experience that Dana was giving her. After realizing this, her emotion changed from one of suppressed anger towards Dana to one of gratitude for the learning experience.

Dana and Jeremy separated and Jeremy warmed a wet cloth and cleaned Dana then himself, while Todd, Melanie, Trudi and Aidan paired off and began making love together on the big bed. It was now Jeremy's turn to experience jealousy as he watched Todd expertly fuck his beloved, taking her time and again to the brink of orgasm then holding her there without her cumming, gradually bringing her down, then repeating the cycle. After many of these cycles, which Dana told him was a normal occurrence for Todd, Melanie appeared to be totally out of control, rolling her head from side to side and moaning quietly to herself while Todd went for the big one, fucking into her sloppy cunt as hard as he could and pushing her towards the edge. Just in time she remembered that she needed permission to cum.

"Sir, may I cum please?" asked Melanie desperately.

"Yes, cum for me now."

"AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!" screamed Melanie as her orgasm completely overwhelmed her, taking away any vestige of coherent thought and transforming her whole body into one huge pulsing pussy. She vaguely felt Todd's sperm squirting against her cervix then she passed out.

A few moments later she regained consciousness to find everyone watching her. Jeremy was stroking her face, talking to her gently and was very relieved when she opened her eyes and gazed up at him as she slowly regained awareness of her surroundings.

"Wow, that was really something," she gasped, pulling Jeremy's face down to kiss him. "I hope Todd will teach you to fuck me like that. Whew! A girl wouldn't want too many of those in a day."

The others relaxed and went back to their own love making while Todd approached Melanie.

"So you liked that?" he asked.

"Oh yes, thank you, Sir. That was awesome; exhausting but awesome. Could we do that again sometime please Sir?"

"I'm sure we could arrange that. But right now I think Jeremy would like to spend some time with you," Todd replied, accurately reading Jeremy's anguished face.

Omigod! Not again, thought Melanie. She loved sex, but so much? Still, she did feel the need for Jeremy to cum inside her and finally consummate their permitted relationship. So she spread her legs wide for Jeremy, gazing into his love-filled eyes as he gently inserted his rock hard cock into her sore pussy. They made love sweetly and gently for a short time until once more Melanie felt herself ready to cum. She gripped Jeremy tightly, pushing herself onto him hard and was rewarded with a cry of ecstasy from Jeremy as she felt him filling her cunt with cum and almost simultaneously came hard herself, writhing on the bed beneath her true love.

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"Right," began Dana, "I'm after ideas. As you are aware in a few months we will have been operating for fifty years. We need to have some sort of function to celebrate this event. We had one at 25 years, one at thirty years so this one needs to be bigger, better and more memorable than those. So, what do you think we could do?"

The hierarchy of 'Dana's', Dana, Todd, Trudi, Chris and Gabby were sitting in the large spa pool where they had met to discuss various aspects of 'Dana's' management over the years. Accompanying them on this occasion were many of the newer members of the extended family. Included in this category now were Bill and Ange, who continued to operate the videography unit and who now had an 18 year old son Rex who had recently passed his test and was permitted to reproduce; Scarlett, who continued to work as a stripper, prostitute and mother to her 19 year old daughter Alison (known as Ali), also permitted to reproduce, who was fathered by Bill; Emma who still worked as stripper and Dungeon mistress as well as mother of 19 year old son Rory, also a reproducer who passed his test the previous year; Faye and Gareth who work in a variety of roles and who are parents to Helen, who turned 18 last week and has her test scheduled for two days' time; Jeff and Amy who, with their 18 year old daughter Dolce, also a reproducer who passed her test very recently, managed the development and production of the high tech equipment; Dana's son Damien who returned several years ago with his partners Lou and Mica, Lou with a 20 year old daughter Fleur and Mica with 22 year old son Sam, all of whom work in the business wherever required; and Ivan the slave master and trainer. Fleur and Sam were currently on the waiting list for permission to reproduce and had tests scheduled in the next few weeks. The warmth of the water and their intimate relationship in the crowded pool seemed to allow ideas to flow more easily than had they been seated around a table in some impersonal boardroom. The only difference this time was that Jeremy, sporting a crotch strap but with unfilled pressure pads (Dana only filled them for disciplinary reasons, ensuring Jeremy was a model of obedience) was sitting at a table alongside the pool ready to take notes of ideas that were discussed.

Trudi suggested that as they had grown they had moved away from the community so an open day for members of the community would be an option. "We seem to have become disconnected from the people we set up to serve originally. Not only have we moved physically from our original home, which is still used for accommodation, but we have expanded so the slave training center and the breeding center are even more remote from our original base. I know this is the price of progress but perhaps we need to make an effort to bring people back to see that we are still focussed on the community and to demystify what happens behind our closed doors, especially with slave training." She glared at Ivan as she said this last part; it was common knowledge that she thought him to be needlessly harsh and insensitive to the needs of his charges.

Several people nodded in agreement at this suggestion but Ivan cut in before any support could be voiced.

"I do not think it is a good idea to open the slave training center to the eyes of the public," he stated emphatically. "All they would see is what they would consider to be needless brutality, whereas in fact it is a very carefully considered progression of treatment designed to firstly break then remake these slaves into totally obedient and dependent beings who put their masters' and mistresses' desires above all else."

Everyone in the pool knew the arguments for and against Ivan's apparently callous treatment of those who had volunteered and often begged to be trained as slaves. He was recognized as being one of the best, if not the best, slave trainer and his slaves had a reputation of being exceptionally obedient and, more importantly for some, able to withstand harsh punishment without complaint. The Directors of 'Dana's' had been watching him closely since the program started and had yet to find fault with his results, although privately agreeing that at times he appeared to be needlessly sadistic. However, they considered that he had succeeded where others may well have failed and so had retained his services.

"If we decide on an open day then it will be for the whole facility, including your slave training center," replied Dana decisively. "I would remind you that you are part of this business, not a separate entity as you seem to think, and that the decision to open or not to open any part of the business premises will not be made by you, although your opinion will be considered along with those of everyone else."




Strippers and Prostitutes Ch. 15



She gave Ivan a long stare, causing him to drop his gaze, then continued: "I like Trudi's idea. I have noticed that there has been a feeling of disconnection between us and the community, especially so since the local school has terminated our contract to offer sex education to its students, placing that responsibility back onto their own staff and citing legislative changes as the reason. If we did have an open day, what form would people see that taking? And also, if we had that to encourage community involvement, would we also want a private function for ourselves, our loved ones and past members of our staff? If so, what form would you see this private function taking?"

The discussion in response to Dana's questions ranged over many options for the next ninety minutes or so, by which time people were beginning to lose interest, being distracted by wandering hands and engorged cocks as well as a little concerned at the degree of wrinkling of skin in the warm water.

"Ok," said Dana finally, "We'll adjourn the meeting but please give it some thought and let me or one of the directors know what you would like and whether you have any further suggestions. Have a good night."

Most of the group climbed out of the pool, leaving two couples, Gareth, Faye, Bill and Ange, still there, obviously engaged in amorous adventures. Once there was space in the pool the younger members came down for their late evening dip, cuddle and more. The older members watched as the 'young 'uns', as they referred to their offspring, engaged in the same types of sexual exploration as they themselves had undertaken twenty years earlier. Ange nodded towards their son Rex who, with Sam, was busy loving Helen.

"Some things never change, eh darling," she commented to Bill, "Like father, like son I guess."

"Yeah. You ready to be a grandmother yet?"

"Not really," laughed Ange, "But I hope it'll happen sometime. This extended family situation is also such as supportive place to raise a child. Look how wonderfully Rex has turned out. I just hope that Helen passes her reproductive test."

"I think it's the feeling of belonging that's so important. So many kids these days don't have that. I'm sure she'll pass her test. After all, she is intelligent, has no genetically transferable abnormalities or even negative behavioral traits, and she's gorgeous to look at, not to mention sexy as hell. Look at he lapping up the attention she's getting and giving it right back. "

Ange and Bill kissed, fondling each other beneath the water.

"I'm ready to cart you off to bed and make love to you. Wanna come with me?" asked Bill.

"Oooh, is that a promise? Let's go loverboy."

They climbed out of the pool, noting that Gareth and Faye were about at the same stage of readiness for lovemaking. They both looked at the other couple, then went over to them.

"You guys up for a foursome?" asked Ange.

Gareth and Faye smiled. "Sounds good to me," replied Faye with a sexy wink.

They climbed out and accompanied Ange and Bill to their bedroom in Pam and David's original house. Once there they climbed onto the super king bed and sat cross legged facing each other. They had done this before and enjoyed the long build up prior to the sex act itself.

"It's our room so I'll invite Gareth to go first," said Bill.

Gareth looked lovingly into Faye's eyes, contemplating what he would say and slowing his breathing, focussing all his attention on his partner before speaking in a formal manner.

"Darling Faye, your arms are beautiful and I love the way they hold me. May I kiss them please?" he asked at last.

Faye smiled before replying formally: "Certainly, my darling, please kiss my arms that love to hold you tightly."

Gareth leaned forwards and took Faye's left hand in his, supporting her left arm, then kissed his way up her arm from her wrist to her shoulder on top, then lifted her arm and kissed again from armpit to wrist underneath. He repeated this procedure for her right arm. He then sat back in position and Faye gazed at him for a few moments.

"Darling Gareth, your chest is beautiful and I love the way that its hairs tickle my breasts as I lie against you. May I kiss it please?"

Gareth smiled and replied: "Yes, my sweetness, please kiss my hairy chest that tickles your breasts."

Faye leaned forward and kissed Gareth's chest all over, beginning at the top left shoulder and progressing across then back in a zigzag fashion, covering his hairy chest completely in loving kisses. They both then resumed their position and posture, Gareth's cock standing up awaiting attention while Faye's pussy could be seen to be open and drooling. 

Ange and Bill repeated this process, choosing different parts of their bodies to honor, then it was back to Gareth and Faye, then Bill and Ange once more. They had played this game many times in the past, the sexual tension building as the game went on, avoiding the erogenous zones until each has kissed five non-erogenous, or at least less erogenous, zones on their partner. The final rounds were the most interesting and arousing, involving the honoring of breasts, pussies, cocks and balls. By the end of the game the four of them were very aroused, precum oozing from the men's erect cocks and the women's pussies flooding, their nipples hard. The final act before making love was to select partners using paper, scissors, rock, the winner between the men partnering the winner between the women. This time Ange and Gareth were partnered, as were Bill and Faye.

Both women opted to ride their man into the sunset. The men lay on their backs side by side, head to feet, and the women had them lift their asses off the bed and pushed pillows underneath to provide more complete access for their hungry pussies. Then in unison they positioned themselves and lowered their gaping pussies onto the waiting cocks, sitting down hard to obtain maximum penetration. These couples were expert in the art of lovemaking. For the next fifteen minutes the women moved back and forth on their men stimulating themselves to several small orgasms while keeping their men in a holding pattern, sufficiently stimulated to remain hard, yet insufficient for them to cum. The women reached out and caressed each other's nipples, squeezing and pulling them until they were bright red and engorged with blood. Then they leaned forward and kissed, tonguing each other, continuing to squeeze and caress the other's breasts as they increased their tempo on their men. In unison they came again, slowing their movements to fully enjoy their orgasm, leaving their men far behind, horny but unsatisfied.

Bill and Gareth really needed to cum. Their balls were aching from pent up sperm, their cocks hard and red from the action. Without warning first Bill, then a few seconds later, Gareth bucked their tormentor off and flipped them over onto all fours on the bed, then took them doggie style. They fucked into them hard and deep, oblivious to their partners' protests. It took only a very few minutes before first Gareth and then Bill pushed their cocks hard into their receptive sheaths and spurted their hot cum into the end of a warm, sopping cunt. Both women came hard again, writhing as much as possible with the weight of their partner on them, panting, grunting and crying out their ecstasy as their men's cocks kept pumping still more sperm into their hungry cunts. Finally it was over and the four of them collapsed onto the bed in a tangled, panting heap.

Over the next five minutes they sorted themselves out, finding their own partner, cuddling together in post-orgasmic bliss, before they each drifted into a deep and dreamless sleep.

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Ivan was angry. He felt a strong need to beat someone. He was tired of Dana's supercilious attitude towards him, tired of her making him feel that he didn't count, that his talents weren't appreciated. Did they not realize that he had perfected his sadism so he could cause his trainee slaves exquisite pain, both physically and emotionally, yet leave few apparent traces of his sadism on them? This expertise, in his warped mind, was the mark of a genius.

He stormed into his lavishly appointed suite, which looked more like a mini-dungeon than living quarters, and summoned his current personal slave Sequoia. While he was waiting he fitted the tight leather cock pouch that he always wore during punishment sessions. Sequoia entered meekly, gaze firmly on the floor, naked as was required and fell to her knees in front of her Master, her hands clasped behind her back to pull her shoulders backwards and thrust her copious breasts towards him.

"You took your time appearing," said Ivan threateningly as he scowled down at her. "I'm feeling like punishing someone and I've picked you. How should I punish you?"

"However you wish, Sir," answered Sequoia in a trembling voice, knowing that this was her only permitted answer.

"Well, I don't want you running off to anyone and telling them that I've been mistreating you. You wouldn't do that would you, slave?"

"N-no Sir."

"That's good," he replied in a falsely gentle voice, "Because if you did I would thrash you to death, but before you sank into the freedom of death I would ensure that you would suffer unbearable pain." As he spoke these words his voice became more threatening. Sequoia had never seen him this angry or been threatened in this manner before.

"Y-y-yes, Sir," she managed, blinking away a tear that rolled down her cheek.

"So, what shall I use on you tonight, I wonder. Maybe a cane; perhaps a single tailed whip. No, these would leave too many marks on you and questions could be asked. I think this calls for the rubber strap."

Sequoia trembled inside at the mention of this long, heavy piece of smooth, nylon reinforced rubber that at one time in its life had been part of a machine drive belt but which now was used as the ultimate deterrent. She had heard rumors of the damage it had done to other slaves and had hoped she would be spared ever meeting with this dreadful instrument of torture. 

"Please, Sir, not the rubber strap, please, Sir," she begged.

"Silence!" roared Ivan, "Who asked you to speak?"

"Nobody, Sir."

"Then only speak when you're asked to speak. I was considering other less violent punishments but you have convinced me that the rubber strap is necessary for you. Do you agree with my decision and will you gladly submit to tis punishment?"

Obviously Sequoia was in a no-win situation. To agree meant she would be terribly punished. To disagree meant she would also be terribly punished for disagreeing with her Master.

"Y-y-yes, Sir."

"Good," he purred, sounding almost contented, "Then it's time to begin. Stand up."

Sequoia stood before him, hands tightly clenched behind her back, her large luscious breasts with their erect nipples pushed out invitingly as he led her to the punishment frame, obviously oblivious to her charms. The tubular steel rectangular frame which was pivoted in the center of the uprights so that it could be tilted at any angle, looked as imposing and threatening as it was. There were wrist and ankle loops attached to sliders on the top and bottom cross rails, the top ones being threaded through reduction pulleys to allow severe tension to be placed on the victim's body. They could also be moved towards the corners or together to spread the victim's arms and legs to allow for better access to sensitive areas such as under the arms and between the legs.

He firstly tied Sequoia's ankles to the frame leaving a small amount of slack in the ropes. Then he spread the attachment blocks to the outermost settings, ensuring her legs were pulled severely apart. Her wrists were then fastened to the top pulley blocks which were moved together to allow maximum stretching tension on her body. Ivan then stepped back and surveyed his handiwork, admiring the beauty that he was about to mar with his terrible torture.

Sequoia was sobbing soundlessly. She knew she was going to be horrifically punished, for absolutely nothing, and wondered why now, why her. She, of course, knew nothing of what had happened earlier in the evening or of the way in which Ivan had taken Dana's comments and the feelings of impotence this had reinforced in him, requiring an exhibition of his control and, in his mind, his strength.

Ivan stepped back and pulled evenly on the ropes attached to her wrists. Sequoia felt her body stretch then lift off the floor as the ropes tightened. Further pulling resulted in her ankle ropes tightening, pulling her legs further apart, straining her hips due to the wide angle, stretching her skin tightly so it would be more damaged by the impact of the dreaded rubber strap. She felt her pussy gaping wide, totally exposed as he kept on pulling until her body felt like it would come apart at the joints. Eventually Ivan was satisfied and tied off both ropes.

"Now that looks a lot better," he gloated to his helpless victim. "Nothing like a nice tight body to accept a beating."

He released the locks on the tilting mechanism and tilted the frame forwards so that Sequoia's ass and back were uppermost, then locked it in place. He took the rubber strap with its heavy wooden handle from the rack and swung it several times, hearing it hiss through the air, a sound that sent chills up Sequoia's spine.

"Are you ready, my love?" he asked sarcastically.

Sequoia nodded.

"I didn't hear you. That's an extra five you get. Are you ready, my love?" he repeated.

"Y-y-yes, Sir."

So for the first position I shall give you ten strokes, plus the five extra making a total of fifteen strokes. I want you to count them. If there is no count within ten seconds or if the count is wrong, we will start again. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes, Sir."

Ivan swung the heavy rubber strap from floor level in a circle, bringing it down on Sequoia's unprotected ass and back. The middle of the strap hit her ass cheeks with a resounding slap, causing the end to hit her shoulder blades with an even harder slap. Sequoia let out a howl of agony as she tried to writhe in her tight bondage.

"I'm waiting," threatened Ivan after nearly ten seconds had elapsed.

"One, Sir."

"Good girl," purred Ivan silkily. "Next time I won't be reminding you."

He circled Sequoia, admiring her sexy naked body, enjoying in his mind the anticipation of sinking his huge cock into its abused belly after he had reduced her to a quivering wreck on the frame, yet deep inside knowing it was unlikely he could effectively consummate the union due to his unexplained increasing impotence during the past few weeks. He laid the second stroke across her ass, hitting both cheeks about two thirds of the way along the strap for maximum pressure and pain. Again Sequoia howled in agony as the heavy strap not only pounded her tender flesh, abrading the skin and bruising the flesh beneath, but also stretching her arms and legs which were so tightly bound.

"T-t-two, Sir" managed Sequoia after several seconds.

This torture went on for nearly half an hour with strokes covering her entire back, thighs and ass. After the fifteen strokes were completed, Sequoia's back, ass and thighs were swollen, red and weeping blood from abrasions caused by the sharp edges and rough surface of the strap. Ivan ran his hands roughly over his handiwork, feeling the cathartic effect of exhibiting his control as he reasserted his dominance over another person, albeit it a slave who had volunteered to allow him these freedoms.

Ivan turned the frame over so that Sequoia lay on her back, her head lolling towards the floor, breasts pointing towards the ceiling, naked shaved pussy wide open and vulnerable. He licked his lips, savoring the thought of sinking his turgid phallus into that luscious wet hole, yet dreading the time when he would once again have to face the fact that he was almost totally impotent. Despite the punishment he was administering, despite the gorgeous sexy body accepting this punishment, his cock hung limply in its cock pouch.

"Fifteen more on your front. Count again."

"Y-yes, Sir," replied a terrified Sequoia.

The heavy strap landed on her pubic area half way along then slapped onto her stomach. Sequoia let out a scream and Ivan was pleased he had insisted on a soundproofed suite for just this reason. 

"One, Sir" said Sequoia, just in time.

The second blow was directly across her breasts, flattening them instantly before they bounced upwards with the resilience of youth. The air was split by a second prolonged scream and a belated "Two, Sir."

"You were too late counting. We start again. This next one is number one."

Sequoia was sobbing uncontrollably from pain, her sobs racking her body. Ivan felt the power surging through his veins at the thought that he could cause a person to feel such terror and could exert this much control. He walked around her, almost strutting in his arrogance, and brought the next stroke down again across her red, swollen breasts. Her scream was short and she quickly gasped "One, Sir."

The next blow was similar to the first except that it reached diagonally across her body so the end struck her right breast. The next was the same, but ended on her left breast. Sequoia counted them both in between screams of pain and sobs of hopelessness. The punishment continued until fifteen blows had been landed, not counting the original two. After this Ivan ran his hand roughly over the welted body.

"It's time for some serious punishment now, slave. Let's see how your pussy likes this. You don't need to count anymore. I'll give you five strokes on your pussy and if I enjoy that I might give you a couple more as a bonus."

Sequoia's sobbing increased as she resigned herself to the pain. The first stroke landed fully on her pussy lips, crushing and bruising these sensitive flaps as they were instantaneously and painfully compressed against her underlying flesh and bones. After the first stroke they were red and swollen from damaged internal blood vessels. The second stroke further damaged blood vessels, causing immense pain. The third stroke finally broke the skin, causing some of the internal bleeding to ooze out and begin running over her vulva. The fourth stroke tore open her left lip, exposing raw flesh to the last stroke, which opened her other lip and tore a small portion of her left lip completely off.

Ivan stopped then, noting that Sequoia was silent, her head hanging downward. He surveyed his handiwork. The killing rage that had driven him was gone. Instead he felt remorse, or at least as much of a feeling of remorse as he could feel, and hurried to check her breathing, which fortunately was regular but weak. He looked at the mess that had been her pretty pussy and noticed that he felt no desire to fuck her now. His cock was flaccid inside its sheath and he cursed once again the impotence that had dogged his life for the past few weeks and which he had managed to hide during that time, remembering his ability to use rape as a punishment, but not any more. He sat down and wept; wept for himself, for the mess he'd made of everything, for the person he'd become, for the lack of control he had over his emotions and actions, and, most of all, for the mess he'd made of poor Sequoia's body and genitals.

Gently he righted the frame, released the tension in the ropes and carefully and lovingly lowered Sequoia down from the frame, catching her bloodied body in his arms and taking her to the covered padded table. There he gently bathed her wounds as she came back to a pain-filled consciousness, smoothing on a soothing antiseptic lotion to treat her open wounds and severe bruising. Once she was as well as he could make her, he carried her into his spare room and laid her on the bed, exhorting her to sleep. He was relieved when she closed her eyes as he left the room.