Chapter 7
The "party" begins with you and Susan sucking every new guy's cock, and eating
out the rough girls' pussies. These are uncouth, unkempt rednecks, but dressed
in your sexy outfit, you actually begin to feel the part of a high class call
girl. Little do you realize that's exactly what you are. The guests have paid
the 4 men handsomely for your services. You actually put on a good show, and
though fucked hard, you are not injured. Not so for Susan.
Susan passively takes what is given to her, but eventually wears on the nerves
of the paying customers.
"This whore ain't shit." One guy complains. "She just lays there like my ex
ol' lady."
"Well, for an extra $100 bucks, you get 10 minutes to do what you want with
her." Pete informs him. "Just don't kill her. That's an extra 5 grand! And
anything that scars is another $100 dollars apiece. We gotta account for
depreciation!"
Several of the guys quickly come up with some extra cash.
"All right, let's keg her." Pete sounds excited.
She is led to a corner of the shelter towards the large wooden cask. It sits on
its side and is nearly 8 feet wide, and over 5 feet in diameter. Like other
wooden casks, there are steel hoops on either end and toward the center forming
the classic barrel shape. Two alternating rows of 1 inch square spikes, about 3
inches apart, run up the center, and a flat steel bar protrudes from its middle
with a hole for attaching various accessories. There are leather straps in
strategic locations to secure the victim.
For Susan, a 5 inch long aluminum dildo is attached to the bar, and she is made
to insert it into her ass, without the benefit of lubricant. Straddling the
bar, with her back to the cask, she slowly lowers herself down onto the roughly
finished object. Though relatively small, the dildo causes her much obvious
discomfort.
With her tailbone resting on the metal bar and the dildo firmly lodged in her
ass, Susan's shapely legs are lifted up horizontally with her knees bent, spread
wide open, and her thighs are strapped firmly to the cask. Her ankles are also
secured. Her back is pressed hard against the wooden spikes and she is arched
back to match the contour of the barrel. Her arms are stretched out and tightly
secured at the shoulders and wrists. Finally, her head is pulled back, and a
strap is cinched down on her forehead. She is completely immobilized, and is
having difficulty taking deep breaths.
With her legs spread wide Susan's slightly blistered pussy is neatly exposed.
She is still in the schoolgirl outfit, with the little skirt bunched up around
her waist, but the blouse is left buttoned, to be removed by the customers. The
poor girl is already beside herself with pain, but it is about to get much
worse.
The first blow of the narrow leather strap splits the thin fabric of her blouse
right down the middle between her ample tits. The second blow cuts the fabric
on the outside of her right breast, and the third splits the left side. Her
tits are now barely covered by the two strips of cloth. The man repositions
himself to the side of her, and cuts the bottom of the strips just below her
tits. With much cheering and prodding, the final cut is made above the breasts,
and the fabric falls away, exposing her beautiful tits in the pseudo window.
The first cut made down the middle is bleeding and threatening to cost the man
an extra $100. He switches to a long, thin cane, and focuses on the writhing
girl's nipples. With expert aim, he slices across the little buds, leaving an
angry purple and red bruise across both tits. Switching to a slightly down
angle, he covers her tits with neatly spaced lines. He moves to her other side,
and repeats the downward blows, creating a pattern of crisscrosses. The
audience cheers loudly. For his finale, he strikes a single angled blow across
the burned flesh on her pubic mound, moves to the other side, and completes the
X. He takes a bow.
Susan's punishment continues as the next guy steps up. He quickly rips away
what remains of her schoolgirl's blouse, and punches her square in the gut.
Susan coughs and struggles for breath. He reaches into his pocket, hands Pete 2
crisp $100 dollar bills, and then holds up the 10 gauge nipple rings for all to
see. The audience cheers.
He pinches her left nipple flat with a pair of Pennington forceps, and then very
slowly pushes the tapered needle through. Susan emits a muted scream as her
flesh is torn and gauged. Once through, he follows the fat needle with the
captive bead ring, and locks it closed. He makes a point of showing the
remaining ring to Susan. Her face is paper white.
Halfway through the second piercing, Susan passes out. The needle is left at
mid point until she is revived, and then slowly pushed the rest of the way
through. When the right ring is in place, the man takes the honors of being the
first to twist her nipples with their new jewelry. Susan cries out as her
nipples are racked with pain. As the man lets go, he wipes a few droplets of
blood from them, and licks it from his fingers. Again, the audience cheers,
including you.
The barrel's base is motorized, allowing it to be rotated to any position. The
next man rotates it back until the tormented girl's pussy is almost at the top.
While this relieves the pressure from her tailbone and ass, it causes the blood
to engorge her throbbing nipples, amplifying the pain. With her head nearly on
the floor, she can't see him draw back with the flogger, but she hears the crack
as the long, leather blades land on her right thigh. The pain is still
registering in her brain as the blades violently land on her left thigh. It is
excruciating. The next blow is directed between them, slapping her stomach and
pubic mound. For the next 5 minutes, blow after blow covers her legs and lower
torso, leaving a nearly solid red welt. The final blow is aimed directly at her
clit, and once again, she passes out.
Drifting in and out of consciousness, she hardly notices the line of men waiting
their turn to fuck her ravaged cunt, and pull on the new body jewelry. The
women take turns grinding themselves against her mouth, burying her nose into
their snatches and assholes. At long last, the crowd grows tired of her, but
before she is de-kegged, you are pushed face first into her now gamy pussy to
eat up what has to be a pint of cum. You are now a willing participant.
