The Charity Dinner

The Charity Dinner - Chapter One

Jemma found herself in something of a predicament. This is not what she had in mind when she left for the charity dinner earlier in the evening. Definitely not. Right now she was suspended three feet off the ground her legs and arms spread wide and she was completely naked. Her magnificent breasts dangled provocatively and her long blonde hair hung down partly covering her face. A ball-gag was stuffed in her mouth and strapped around her slim neck.

Jemma really wished that her hair was covering all her face to hide the excruciating embarrassment and humiliation that she felt at this moment. Because right now she was on display and she was powerless to do anything about it. In front of her were all  the charity dinner guests, the great and good of the local community, a few minor celebrities, personal friends and acquaintances. She hung before them, above the stage, exposed for all to see.

She tried to avoid looking at them or making eye contact but she found herself gazing out into the room. Dinner had finished and the guests were enjoying drinks, there was the sound of chatter in the room and a feeling of great excitement. People looked up at her from time to time with lecherous looks in their eyes, feasting on the view. A few came over to take pictures, admire her close-up, discuss her and point at her knowingly.

She could see that the waitresses were both naked now. Indeed the pretty brunette who winked at her earlier was bent over a table near the stage and that footballer who’s name she couldn’t remember had a finger in her pussy while his trophy wife fondled her tits and kissed her lips passionately……

Just a short while ago Jemma was happily sat amongst the other guests enjoying her dinner. She was the special guest, in honour of her good charitable deeds and generous donations. The Master of Ceremonies called everyone to attention and invited Jemma up onto the stage. She beamed with pride as he told everyone what a wonderful person she was and then announced she was to receive a special prize. He moved behind her and she was shocked when he pulled her hands firmly behind her back. ‘Let go of me you stupid man’ she shouted as she tried to pull away. But he had a firm grip on her wrists, she kicked out at him making contact with his ankles but it was no good he wouldn’t let go.

Two guys leapt up on stage, at last she thought, my rescuers. But she was mistaken, the Master of Ceremonies told them to grab her ankles and she was lifted up as she struggled to break free. She screamed out for help as a length of tape was slapped across her mouth. Lengths of rough rope were tied around her ankles and thrown over the roof beam above. Quickly they hoisted her up by her ankles til she was hanging upside down above the stage. A round of applause broke out amongst the diners followed by murmers of approval. Jemma couldn’t believe what was happening.

Her dress slipped down off her legs revealing her favourite silk panties, she could feel the cold across her exposed thighs. She felt so vulnerable and powerless. More rope was tied to her wrists and soon she was hanging facedown from the roof. There was laughter in the room as they watched her wriggling and writhing in a vain attempt to break free.

The Master of Ceremonies stepped forward ’Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Jemma’ he announced to more applause. He produced a pair of scissors and waved them in her face as she looked horrified. ‘Who will perform the first cut? Mr Mayor I believe would be appropriate, please step forward’. He took the scissors and cut across both shoulders of her expensive designer dress, the front fell away revealing her matching bra. Jemma fought back a tear as she could see everyone watching intently. Two more guests came up cutting away more of her dress. The next one stood behind her, she felt the cold of the steel blades slide up her inner thighs and ass as her snipped away the last of her dress. He slid he hand up her smooth thigh and made her shiver.

To more applause the chairman of the charity came forward and cut away her bra straps as her magnificent breasts fell out to the great delight of her audience. She sobbed now as this public humiliation went from bad to worse. She was shaking with fear, anxiety and desperation. Finally when her panties were cut away tears streamed down her cheeks. Here she was, exposed before her peers naked as she was born her tits and pussy on show for all to see.

Swinging above the stage Jemma was in great discomfort. The tape over her mouth was removed and quickly replaced by a ball-gag forcing her to breath heavily through her nose. The two waitresses were called up on stage and the MC invited them to take advantage of her. The brunette lifted her head by the hair and pushed her tits in Jemma’s face rubbing her nipples all over. Meanwhile the blonde was between her legs licking her pussy and nibbling her lips. Despite the humiliation Jemma couldn’t help feeling herself becoming wet. She felt her lips being spread and a finger slip in her cunt. She moaned as another finger went in and slowly started to slide in and out forcing her to rock back and forward on the ropes.

Her arms were so sore now but this was starting to feel good. The brunette fondled Jemma’s magnificent dangling tits, rolling and pinching her nipples between her fingers. She took one in her mouth sucked and licked and bit hard making her shudder. The waitress took some thin rope and wrapped it tightly first around one hanging tit then the other. As her cunt was being finger fucked her tits began to swell and turn red then purple like a grape ready for harvesting. They were getting very sore Jemma hoped this wouldn’t last much longer but the brunette had other ideas. She produced a long black leather whip and displayed it to Jemma with an evil look in her eyes.

The blonde spread Jemma’s cunt wider and forced a third finger inside making ner moan even more as she probed in and out deeper and faster. The brunette slapped the whip hard across her tits making her jump and scream in pain, and bringing great laughter and approval from the audience. Feeling encouraged she whipped Jemma again landing right on her swollen painful tits, the tip catching her nipple. More swift hits followed leaving streaks across her tits, never missing the target. Jemma started to feel an orgasm building from the fingering in her soaking cunt as the cruel whip tortured her purple tits, sobbing from the pain and pleasure, tears rolling down her cheeks. Her body was shaking and swaying on the ropes from this evil treatment.

The blonde realised she was bringing her close to cumming and laughed as she withdrew her juice covered fingers and whispered ‘no orgasm for you slut’ in Jemma’s ear. She took hold of a tit and Jemma cried out in shock and pain. Then she slowly raked her long finger nails over the engorged purple skin. The pain was excruciating Jemma thought she was going to pass out.

She could feel her cunt juices dripping from her pussy and down her thigh. The brunette moved aroung between her legs and inspected her glistening soaked cunt. Jemma hoped she was going to make her cum and begged a muffled plea through her ball-gag. But she was not to be so lucky. The waitress lifted her whip and brought it crashing down between her legs right on her aroused cunt. The pain was like nothing she had experienced before and her scream echoed around the room. The crowd gasped then roared as they saw Jemma bouncing and thrashing on the ropes. The brunette followed with an upward stroke then down again and up, each time whipping her pussy lips hard. Jemma was losing all control from this severe punishment, she was crying in agony and long strings of saliva hung from her mouth down to the stage. Her whole body was shaking as more blows landed on cunt. Then just as she thought she could take no more a shuddering climax suddenly took hold of her, she screamed out and bucked and thrashed on the ropes, the whip mercilessly torturing her cunt. She orgasmed like she never had before, lost total control of herself and pissed all over the floor, her humiliation complete as she fainted and hung limply from the ropes.

Some time later Jemma woke to find herself spreadeagled and firmly tied down to one of the dining tables. Her arms and legs ached so much, and she sighed as she felt cum oozing from her pussy, she realised she had been fucked as she hung unconscious from the ropes. Looking around, Jemma saw the MC standing near her with his cock hanging out his trousers and an evil leer on his face, he smirked at her as they made eye contact. Her tits and face were covered in cum, other diners had apparently taken advantage of the situation to masturbate over her.

Jemma had never felt so dirty and humiliated and yet she sensed new lusts and desires awakening in her. She had always had fantasies about being used as a fuckslut yet she never imagined it could ever happen to her. Here she was now, the centre of attention, alone and at the mercy of the whole audience.

Hands gripped her hair and yanked her head back and down, Jemma opened her mouth to scream giving the guy the opportunity he wanted to stuff his cock inside. She gagged as his semi-erect member filled her mouth and jabbed the back of her throat. He moved his hands around her throat in a strangle hold, massaging her neck and pushing hard with his hips he forced his cock head to slide down her throat. His balls slapped her face as she gasped for breath, desperate for air, he pulled out then rammed his now erect shaft back deep down her throat.

She writhed in panic and gagged as his cock continued to deepthroat her, then as she felt his head deep inside she lurched and began to vomit. Her yellow puke forced up past his cock spluttering out her mouth and sprayed over her face. He pulled out as Jemma coughed and spewed vomit all down her face and over his cock. The watching crowd roared with laughter at the sight as Jemma plummeted further depths of humiliation.

Undeterred he slid his cock back down her throat, she was repulsed by the taste of her own vomit. He fucked her harder now squeezing her head back between his legs as he finally shot his load down her throat. He wiped his cock on her face as cum and vomit trickled out her mouth. She hung her head mouth wide open and exhausted from the pounding she had received from this guy who’s face she didn’t even see.

A voice from the crowd spoke up ‘looks like she’s got a little dirty ladies and gentleman, perhaps she could do with a clean’. A murmer of agreement spread around and Jemma was relieved thinking she was going to be released and taken to shower off.

But her hopes were short-lived as another guy stood by her face and pulled down his zip. He pulled out his flaccid cock and rubbed it across her face and slapped her mouth. Then standing back he started to urinate over her face, washing the cum and vomit down through her long blonde hair. She gasped as he aimed into her mouth spraying his piss inside. Jemma had never received a golden shower before and was in a complete state of shock as her mouth filled with his warm piss. She spit it out and got a slap across her face ’swallow it cunt’ he commanded. Feeling totally humiliated she opened her mouth and tried to obey.as he pissed in her mouth. She gulped the warm piss feeling it flow down her bruised throat and received some applause from the audience. 

Then a middle-aged woman climbed up onto the table. Jemma recognised her as one of the town’s leading businesswomen. Diane had a well-earned reputation as a ruthless demanding woman both in and out of work, and was commonly reckoned to have bi-sexual tendacies. At 48 she still had a great figure, one that Jemma admired and wondered what a night with her would be like.

Now Diane stood over Jemma straddling her body as she lay helpless. She lifted her long dress above her hips revealing her bare shaven pussy. ‘Go Diane let her have it’ some one cried from the cried. Jemma held her breath looking up at her pussy smiling lecherous face. Diane squatted slightly to pull back her pussy lips and sighed as first she let go a trickle of golden piss, splashing down over Jemma’s stomach and she flinched in horror as Diane started to empty her bladder over her. Warming to the task she adjusted her aim and a torrent of pee sprayed over Jemma’s sore tits splashing some of the crowd who had got closer to get a better view of the entertainment. Jemma was receiving the golden shower treatment on her face and over her tits now as the warm fluids washed across her, mixing with the sweat, cum and vomit already caked on her body.

When both had emptied their bladders over her the guy pushed his cock in her mouth and ordered her to suck it clean and Diane straddled Jemma, rubbed her wet pussy up and down her body. Then she leaned over and whispered in her ear ‘that’s just the start Jemma slut, the night has only just begun’, then she kissed her passionately on the lips.