Chapter Ten.
Lady Charlotte was made to while away the days over the next two or three
weeks. She was again allowed only the old, well washed and tattered undervest
and a pair of old high heeled strap sandals around the house, allowing all the
staff to giggle and scoff at her humiliating predicament as she displayed the
massive amount of hair that now surrounded her constantly weeping vagina.
During this period she was instructed to leave her pubic hair, and the hair
under her arms to thicken and grow even more profusely. This it did with
alarming speed due to the dermal papilla cells implants she'd been subjected to.
Rita inspected Charlotte's pubic hair every day. "You're going to put on the
dirtiest show of a lifetime" she said, a note of vindictiveness in her voice.
"I'm charging some top people a huge amount of money to see you degrade
yourself. My God! You must've made a lot of enemies in you're short lifetime
with that condescending attitude you used to have. They'll be wanting to see you
eat shit for the money they're paying so I expect a fucking maximum effort from
you. We also want to put this show on before you're big fat gut starts to show
with the new brat inside you."
The Rt. Hon Lady Charlotte nervously rubbed her constantly itching slit as
she listened to Rita's instructions. She'd masochistically taken to tying up her
small drooping breasts with nylon cord as the two black youths had done when
she'd been taken out to be raped and they were now viciously tied up thus,
sagging out on either side of the undervest round the inadequate armholes. Lady
Charlotte had had them like this for two days now in an effort to give her the
constant thrilling pain that seemed to inspire her to climax constantly. Rita
looked at the blue bulging mounds with some amusement. She gently reached across
and touched one near the black jutting nipple and was rewarded with an immediate
spurt of lacteal fluid that sprayed out in several small jets.
"Come here baby" she crooned to Lady Charlotte. "Let me give you your feed.
She released one of her own creamy breasts and cradled Charlotte's head
whilst the beautiful aristocrat suckled noisily on her plentiful milk supply.
While Lady Charlotte was lying on her back to suckle at Rita's breasts, Rita
again reached over and started to caress Charlotte's rigid blue coloured
breasts. They were rock hard to the touch and Lady Charlotte groaned with pain
at Rita's every little stroke, her black coloured nipples spraying milk out in
savage little spurts as Rita gently stimulated them.
Picking at the hard knots that secured the cords Rita said "I think you
should release them from time to time Charlotte sweetheart. Otherwise you may go
too far and have to have your beautiful breasts off."
Charlotte screamed as the bindings came loose and at last allowed the blood
circulation to resume as normal.
Both girls then watched with lust as Charlotte's tits flooded with blood and
turned from blue to almost bright red, the milk virtually flying out now and
soaking Charlotte's skimpy undervest as she gave a series of shuddering groans
and frantically fingered her burning crotch, thrusting her fingers in and out of
herself till the whole of her hand slipped inside the wet hairy hole.
Rita wanted Charlotte to look the complete aristocrat that she was for her
planned "entertainment".
After a hot bath and flawlessly applying her make-up, Lady Charlotte swept
her long dark hair into a chignon and secured it with the diamond slide she
always used.
Rita had selected Lady Charlotte's wardrobe with care. She first made her
pull on a pair of pure silk, powder green French knickers with matching
brassiere. A powder green garter belt with thin straps snapped and secured
Charlotte's tan nylon stockings, again two sizes too small. A beautiful lacy,
powder green silk petticoat slipped over Lady Charlotte's head and settled like
gossamer over her perfect form. To complete the effect Lady Charlotte wore a
forest green two piece costume, the smart jacket over a see through green nylon
blouse and the tight skirt ending just below her stocking tops at her knees.
The gathering that Rita planned consisted of people from the Rt. Hon Lady
Charlotte Spencer's class, mixed with a few top business people who'd paid to
see this as they couldn't believe that someone of Lady Charlotte's background
would subject herself to anything so demeaning.
It was midday and Rita had taken them all out to 'Gorilla Island' situated in
the centre of a large deep lake in the middle of Charlotte's estate. Rita had
seated the guests some distance away from a large, fully mature silverback male
gorilla called Guy. He sat in the middle of a small clearing and glared at the
assembled company who were drinking and blithely passing the time of day.
Rita and Lady Charlotte joined them. Rita had told Charlotte to mix and be
pleasant to the guests before the planned event which Charlotte was doing,
chattering demurely to one or two of the top people of her acquaintance.
Although she appeared cool and collected on the outside, Lady Charlotte could
feel the sexual tension building up inside her.
Moving about the assembled guests Lady Charlotte came face to face with the
Game Warden, Lee Walters. "Well, well, well." He said with satisfaction. "I told
you you'd eventually end up in my court. I see you're all trussed up and ready
for the show." He looked Lady Charlotte up and down insolently. "I suppose your
stockings are down around your knees?" He sneered, cocking an enquiring eyebrow
at her.
Lady Charlotte decided to bold it out with him. "Yes they are" she said
coolly. "And I suppose you want to see them do you?" The rest of the guests had
stopped whatever they were doing and were observing this exchange with interest.
This was what they'd paid for.
As Lee continued to gaze boldly at the hem of her skirt, Lady Charlotte
lightly pinched the sides of it and inched it up her lovely legs about six
inches. The white flesh above the tops of her stockings came into view as Lady
Charlotte stood motionless for Lee's inspection.
"Guy's not going to like your clothes. They only get in the way. The only
thing he likes is pure silk. It's a natural fibre. Did you wear pure silk as I
asked?" When Charlotte nodded mutely Lee ordered her to turn around. Lady
Charlotte did so and felt his rough hands on the zip of her skirt. He didn't
undo the button at the top but merely unzipped the long zip down to the bottom
revealing the shining green silk of her petticoat. She felt it slipping smoothly
up her nylons and thighs as Lee pinched it together and pulled it upwards to
display the back of her green silk knickers. "Well I'm pleased to see that Guy's
going to like something about you" he said, making her turn her back to the
audience and pull apart the long opening in her skirt to show them her silk clad
behind.
This didn't seem to be enough for him. He ordered Lady Charlotte to unbutton
the skirt and show them all her buttocks. Trying to appear as dignified as she
could, Lady Charlotte slipped the button out of the buttonhole and pulled the
two sides apart. Bending over slightly, she delicately eased the slippery
material of her knickers down off the cheeks of her behind and bared her white
bottom for them all to see. There was a mild ripple of polite applause at this
display which made Lady Charlotte feel somewhat better as she straightened up
and readjusted her clothing.
"I also hear that you tie your tits up for kicks. Is that right?" Lee went
remorselessly on. "You'll be doing plenty of that in the very near future. In
fact I think we'll tether you that way now. You like it don't you?"
"Yes I like it" said Lady Charlotte, still acting the cool Lady of the Manor
role.
"Well then" said Lee, nodding at the brooding silent animal. "Let's get this
show on the road."
Lady Charlotte stepped hesitantly over to the clearing as the gorilla looked
up at this female human being who'd disturbed him. He could immediately smell
that she was on heat.
At Lee's urging Lady Charlotte nervously approached the beast, painfully
aware of the watching audience and trying to look her usual svelte self. She
was also more than a little afraid of the beast but Guy looked at her in an
almost benevolent manner.
"Tug your skirt up a little, waft your fragrant self around him. Let Guy get
the idea that you're receptive to him. Let him get the idea that you're...
hum... randy as it were" Lee commanded with a false show of discretion. "You'll
get him going don't worry. The reason we picked Guy is once he gets going he'll
do it to you time after time after time. He's a real sex machine. I've seen him
do it fifty or sixty times in an afternoon."
Lady Charlotte nervously hitched the skirt up slightly again and carefully
squatted down in front of the animal, displaying her bare white thighs above the
stocking tops. He observed her with his red rimmed eyes as she parted her nylon
clad legs and let the skirt slip back a little further up her bare thighs. The
tips of her fingers slipped lightly under the skirt and feathered over the bare
flesh to the crotch of her French knickers.
She gave a series of small panting sounds as she smoothly slicked her
fingernails over the shot silk surface of the panties. Guy looked slightly more
interested as he picked up on her musky scent, eyeing her trembling white thighs
with curiosity.
"Oh for Gods sake get on with it" yelled Lee. "Show him your ass. He's a
fucking animal. He's bound to know where it is."
Lady Charlotte obediently pulled the skirt all the way up her nylon clad legs
and bunched it up at the waist. The audience gazed at this aristocrat and famous
international model and aristocrat with incredulity. This was worth every penny
they'd paid.
"Well go on then you fucking stupid bitch. The animal knows you're on heat.
Get the fucking beast interested in you".
Flinching, Lady Charlotte stood up and turned her back to the ape. Hesitantly
she plucked at the waistband of her powder green silk panties and, bending over
in front of the beast she pulled them down off the soft white cheeks of her
behind leaving them gathered just below her anus.
The beast seemed to take a little more interest when he saw Charlotte's white
bottom jutting out towards him. Lady Charlotte spread her legs as she gazed red
faced at the leering onlookers, not one of them looking her in the eye but
staring fixedly at her half covered lower tummy.
She waited with her knickers half lowered as she felt his wet nose sniffing
round her bare bottom. While she waited she could see Lee laughing and joking
with the gathered crowd. He turned toward her and shouted, "Do you want your
breasts tied up while the beast fucks you 'Lady' Charlotte? You're free to
decide for yourself so you'd better let me know now."
Quickly deciding, Lady Charlotte raised her voice and said, "Yes Walters. It
has to be nylon or silk cord."
It seemed that Lee Walters had come prepared, fully anticipating Lady
Charlotte's growing masochistic desires. Her produced three or four lengths of
thin nylon curtain cord and quietly approached the bent over girl, treading
warily to avoid disturbing the by now definitely interested animal.
"OK. Stay bent over and undo the jacket and the front of your blouse" he
instructed her quietly.
With her legs still spread wide apart and the ape becoming more interested by
the minute, Lady Charlotte gazed steadily at the onlookers as she opened her
smart green jacket and fumbled with the buttons of the see through blouse.
When it dropped away at the front, Charlotte's beautiful face turned up to
Lee's appealingly. "Should I take them out of my bra?" she asked helplessly,
feeling a sexual fire burning through her loins as the gorilla started to lick
her bared anus.
On seeing Lee nod, Lady Charlotte fished inside the drooping front of her
silk petticoat and pulled first one then the other sensitive mound out of the
soft cups of her brassiere, allowing them to dangle outside the green lacy top
of her petticoat as each one started to weep milk from the distended pink
nipples.
Lady Charlotte gasped as the game warden roughly handled the soft white
mounds, looping the nylon cord around each one and drawing it tight. "Tighter,
tighter" urged the frantic trembling girl as he fastened knots at the base of
each swaying tender breast.
She squealed as he viciously yanked the loops as tight as he could, causing
her delicious mounds to bulge alarmingly as the base was nipped in cruelly. Lee
then pulled Lady Charlotte's jacket and blouse off her creamy shoulders and
yanked them down off her arms.
Pulling Charlotte's two arms together, he tied her delicate wrists behind her
back with another piece of cord. He finally took the spare lengths of cord
hanging down from her tethered mounds and pulled the crying girl even further
over, thrusting her almost bared bottom up for the appreciative animal to
inspect as he secured the spare cords to exposed tree roots under one of the few
trees on the island.
Lady Charlotte's legs automatically buckled as her tortured breasts were
pulled down and away from her aching chest. Lee noticed that she could alleviate
the agony by crouching, so he looped the final piece of cord over one of the
branches of the tree and cruelly hauled her tethered arms up behind her and
secured them to the cord. This effectively placed the wretched girl between a
rock and a hard place by forcing her to remain standing bowed over.
The guests looked at the former super-model and aristocrat with a mixture of
sadistic carnality and wonder.
The Rt. Hon Lady Charlotte was now doubled over at the waist with her smart
green skirt and petticoat rucked up around her waist. She was whimpering
brokenly as she buckled up and down against the opposing restraints.
Fascinated, they looked at her imprisoned breasts hanging out over the gaping
petticoat top. They were slowly turning a purplish blue and the nipped in bases
were stretched downwards in a bizarre and unnatural fashion. The bulging orbs
were rock hard and her flooding rigid nipples were spraying out several
pressurised jets of milk with each movement and splashing to the ground under
her.
With her slim white arms pulled up and back, the large thatches of long black
hair in Lady Charlotte's armpits were immediately apparent, bushing out
abundantly in a lewd manner on either side of the long, drawn down mounds.
Some of the group had circled round to the back and were instantly stirred up
and sexually aroused by the sight that Lady Charlotte presented them with. The
stooping girl's trembling legs were being kept apart by the increasingly amorous
gorilla.
Although Guy was becoming frustrated by the powder green French knickers that
half shielded Lady Charlotte's vagina, he'd managed to pull them completely off
her bare white buttocks and down to mid-thigh where they were trapped by the
thin green suspender straps.
As they watched, the animal gripped each white orb with his black horny paws
and jerked them apart, causing the girl to lurch upwards with a scream as she
stretched out her suffering breasts even further.
They were rewarded by the sight of Lady Charlotte's puckered anus surrounded
by an enormous amount of long dark pubic hair that continued between her legs to
encompass her enlarged glistening dark slit. It was undulating as she
experienced a series of soft, exquisite climaxes coinciding with the savage pain
in her breasts.
The beast was frenzied as he finally caught sight of the goal he'd been
seeking. They just had time to register the long stiff slimy member sticking out
from his matted fur before he presented it to Lady Charlotte's aching hole and
plunged it deep inside her.
The poor girl gave an anguished groan as she looked up at some of the leading
figures in the country observing her degrading violation. "Ooooh... Fuck me
Guy" she whimpered wretchedly, her beautiful tear streaked face wincing with
each squelching thrust. "The animal's inside me" she quavered to the onlookers.
"The animal's inside me and I want him to go on and on. I c... can't help
myself. I'll let anyone or any animal fuck me. I c... can't seem to stop
myself."
She strained her elongated breasts even further out on the cruel bindings
till they seemed to be almost on the point of exploding.
She felt a series of small jets squirting inside her and the gorilla quickly
withdrew. Lady Charlotte cried out in frustration and despair as her burning
cunt continued to stretch and tighten for further satisfaction.
It wasn't even a minute before Guy re-entered her slipping in and out in
unison with her desperate buckling, as her bare backside strained against his
black hairy lower body in a despairing effort to force the animal deeper inside
her.
It went on and on. Lady Charlotte lost count of the number of times the beast
entered her now slimy cunt, remaining only long enough to spray semen into her
willing belly before withdrawing and repeating the process again and again.
At one stage Lady Charlotte electrified the onlookers with a piercing scream
as the beast grabbed her fragile white shoulders and heaved her back against the
restraining bonds. They watched with sadistic awe as her breasts were pulled
away like chewing gum, stretching an almost impossible distance from her body as
the rock hard globes swelled alarmingly, preventing the bonds from slipping off.
Lady Charlotte's rigid nipples, by now almost black with the abuse, sprayed a
continuous hard jet of milk onto the ground until the animal released the hold
on her shoulders in alarm.
Henceforth the gorilla treated Lady Charlotte with surprising gentleness,
although it didn't stop him constantly fucking her. All that Lady Charlotte
requested from time to time was water. "Water, water" she feebly implored the
first time, looking up beseechingly at the uncaring audience. Lee rewarded her
with a large drink that he obtained in a scoop he'd dipped into a rain barrel
that the apes generally used to refresh themselves with.
After an hour or two the entertainment value seemed to wane and Lee rounded
up the guests and ushered them on to the waiting ferry. He made no attempt to
un-tether the weeping girl, merely remarking to the company that they'd return
the following day to enable them to 'Take as many photographs of the Rt. Hon
Lady Charlotte as they wished.'
On the now deserted island, Guy continued fucking Lady Charlotte as she
sobbed and screamed with both pain and pleasure.
After two or three hours even the indefatigable Guy seemed to tire and he
laid his great bulk down in front of the weeping girl, who found, finally, that
she needed to urinate. The huge animal watched idly as Lady Charlotte released
the contents of her bursting bladder. Lady Charlotte herself watched the hot
stream of pee as it rushed out of her hairy slit, hitting the lowered knickers
and soaking her nylon stockings on its journey to the dusty ground.
Darkness was closing in as the bowed over girl stood helplessly watching the
pool of urine soak into the earth under her high heels. She sobbed aloud with
the pain she felt in her breasts and armpits as the savage cords dragged her
both ways.
Guy, with a show of almost human intelligence, eased his huge bulk under the
shivering girl between the cords securing her breasts and her spread-eagled legs
as he prepared for sleep. Lady Charlotte looked at the black matted hair
directly beneath her and, after a short while, eased her aching body down to
rest on it, drawing a shuddering breath inwards as her small bruised and burning
tits made contact with the apes hairy body.
Finally the half naked girl, slumped over the animal's torso, her skirts
raised and her knickers pulled down baring her white bottom. With that and her
secured naked breasts on full display, the poor girl fell into an uneasy sleep.
The Rt. Hon Lady Charlotte woke at the crack of dawn with the ape shifting
about restlessly below her. She felt an overwhelming desire to visit the toilet
but managed to restrain herself.
"Well, well" drawled Lee's arrogant voice. "Awakens the sleeping beauty."
Lady Charlotte was astonished to discover that he'd returned with almost the
full party at that time in the morning. Still, it was only the end of March and
the daylight started quite late. Luckily it was unseasonably warm so she wasn't
suffering too much from the cold, the animal's body imparting warmth to her.
She eased her stiff body off the ape as he slid from under her and headed for
the water barrel. Teetering unsteadily on her trembling legs, her stooped
position forcing her to look at her bound breasts with horrified fascination.
They were black with bruising, the nipples standing out in stark relief and
dribbling weakly.
"You'll want to go about your morning ablutions" said Lee, approaching her
with a wicked looking knife in his hand. He cut the cord on the branch and Lady
Charlotte almost toppled over with the unaccustomed freedom. He then repeated
the action at the roots of the tree, making no attempt to untie the cords from
either her wrists or her breasts.
"Go on then. These gentlemen wish to obtain photographs and film of how a
well born young lady such as yourself carries out her morning commitments."
Lady Charlotte couldn't straighten up no matter how hard she tried so she
shuffled across the same water barrel that Guy had just drunk deeply from. One
of the suspender straps had come undone allowing the silk, powder green knickers
to sag below her knees on one side in an ungainly fashion and further
restricting her movements. Looking up appealingly at the gathered viewers she
said in a hopeless voice, "Would you please untie me so I can wash?"
Lee totally ignored this entreaty. However Charlotte suddenly saw Nigel
amongst the group of people photographing and videoing her plight. It seemed to
be the dim and distant past since she'd propositioned him in the underground and
she wondered if he still had any desire for her. Addressing him personally she
said hesitantly. "Y... you'd like me to look pretty for your camera wouldn't you
Nigel? C... could you p... please assist me?"
He placed his video camera down for a moment and stared at her with a kind of
grim satisfaction. "I'll sponge your face and renew your make-up" he said,
adding ominously. "Then we'll show them what a slut you can be won't we Lady
Charlotte?"
She submissively held her tear stained face up to him as he sponged it clean.
He was given her cosmetics by Rita and applied them rather generously to her
flawless features, allowing the lipstick to exceed the natural line of her lips
and heavily applying the blusher and eye shadow.
"No doubt you'll want to complete your morning ablutions won't you Lady
Charlotte?" He added in a malicious tone of voice.
She looked at him indecisively, slowly beginning to fear the worst. "Y... you
can't m... mean... ?" Lady Charlotte's voice trailed off as she saw from the
mean look on Nigel's face that he indeed did mean what she suspected.
Looking fearfully at the forty or fifty camera lenses aimed at her, Lady
Charlotte choked down her abject humiliation and looked at Nigel. "W... where?"
was her only low voiced question.
Pointing to a small hole surrounded by some extracted soil, just to the side
of the tree he said mockingly "There's one I prepared earlier."
Blushing a deep red and quaking in her stomach, Lady Charlotte took a series
of tiny steps across to the primitive toilet. She was still stooped over and her
white bottom was presented to the avid camera lens's on the painful journey.
When she got there Nigel untied the cord that was imprisoning her wrists,
allowing the blood to begin to circulate painfully through Charlotte's trembling
hands.
Turning to face the assembly, Lady Charlotte squatted over the hole with
agonising difficulty. She sobbed as she nearly toppled over. Rita quickly
ordered Lee to support Lady Charlotte from behind. "Make sure that everyone gets
a good view" she added as he went over to her.
Leaning over her, Lee quickly unsnapped the remaining suspender snaps and
pushed the French knickers down to her ankles. Lady Charlotte gave a short
scream as he forced her legs wide open and held her under her hairy armpits, her
discoloured bulging breasts thrust out at the company and her hairy genital area
on full view.
"D... do you want me to do e... everything?" she faltered, looking around
despairingly at the fascinated group.
"Yes Lady Charlotte. Everything" replied Nigel who was again busy with his
video camera.
Giving a heart-wrenching sob, Lady Charlotte again turned her beautiful face
to the voyeurs and gripped the sides of her thighs with both hands.
With tears sliding down her hot blushing cheeks she relaxed both her bladder
and bowels and started to perform the most intimate act anyone can carry out,
only this time it was in front of a viewing audience.
She gasped as Lee took hold of her under the knees and held her dangling over
the improvised toilet. Looking down, Lady Charlotte could see her vagina was
flooding with a hot stream of spraying urine, hitting the bottom of the hole
with a fierce jet. What mortified Lady Charlotte the most was the steady surge
of watery brown excreta as it slowly oozed out of her wide open, bare anus.
Swinging helplessly in the cradle of Lee's grip, Lady Charlotte continued to
void her bowels and bladder for the benefit of the watchers, feeling the deep
humiliation at this depraved act yet unable to stop herself from climaxing the
whole time.
"I want you to promise me that you'll do this in front of me any time I ask
you!" demanded Nigel. "Preferably on some big social occasion like Ladies Day at
Ascot or the like where you're all dressed up to the nines."
"Yes... Yes" panted Lady Charlotte, her rectum now pouring out the steaming
excreta made liquid by her constant diet of milk. She was sobbing and weeping in
a combination of shame and lust as she looked at them appealingly and added.
"I'll let any one of you go with me to the toilet whenever I go. Look" she
added, running her fingers down her hairy belly and dipping into her hot
streaming vagina. "I can't help it. I just want to be as dirty as I can possibly
be."
As she came to a groaning halt, Lee set her feet back down on either side of
the hole. "Right you dirty cow. Cover that in and clean your ass."
She squatted by the side of the hole and hurriedly shovelled the loose earth
in. She then looked to Lee for some kind of toilet tissue but he dismissed her
with the remark. "Find some damp grass like the animal that you are you dirty
bitch." To make things doubly difficult he re-tied her hands behind her back.
With her silk knickers tangled around her ankles, Charlotte hunted round till
she found a dew moistened patch of grass. Conscious of their eyes on her, Lady
Charlotte lowered her almost naked lower body down and sat on the cold wet
grass. Awkwardly she shuffled her bare rectum up and down the cleansing greenery
till she was sure that every last part of her anus was purified.
Rita beckoned Lady Charlotte over to her as she bared her full tits. "C'mon
baby. I can see were going to have to put you back in diapers if you go on like
this. Now drink your fill sweetheart while Momma tells you what we're going to
do with you."
Rita explained that they were going to leave her on the island till she'd
given birth. Whilst a horrified Charlotte was digesting this information, she
worked out it would be late September by the time she was allowed back.
Rita even showed Lady Charlotte a flyer she'd had printed
Real Live Ape Woman.
Come and see the real live Ape Woman in her natural surroundings.
See her copulate with the gorillas as she exposes herself in an act of debased
animal attraction.
Rita made it quite clear that there would be six or seven boat trips around
the island during the summer months and she expected Lady Charlotte to put on a
good show for the paying customers.
"We'll not identify you as Lady Charlotte but you must perform. We'll say we
found you in the fucking rain forests or some other bullshit. By the way. Look
after the clothes you've got at the moment. They're all you're going to be
allowed to wear till the happy event."
With these sombre words still ringing in her ears, Lady Charlotte stood alone
on the shore of the island as the ferry pulled away.
Rita had released Charlotte's breasts from the restrictive cords, warning her
that she should be very careful in her new found fondness for masochistic
bondage. "We can't do with your fucking tits falling off. It'll be bad for
business."
With Rita's warning about the rationing of clothing ringing in her ears, Lady
Charlotte removed all her clothes apart from the thin green petticoat, and
carefully washed them.
The only other visit that day was the ferry bringing the rest of the ape
population back to the island.
To be continued...
