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Barbaria's Snuff Club Visit

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Are we picking on poor Barb? Is this yet another story guaranteed to make her suffer?? Shame, SHAME on us! :D



Barb panted heavily, her eyes wide as she was forced into the chair. The stage was glowing red and people were gathering!! How could they do this to her, strip her naked and display her in front of all these people like this??!!

The two thick probes embedded in the seat of the chair slid easily into her holes, filling her fully… uncomfortably. Then the executrix smiled at her as her assistants strapped her down to the chair.

“So lovely,” Monique purred, caressing Barb’s breasts as the girls attached electrodes to her nipples. “These will conduct the juice quite nicely. You’re going to give these people quite a show.”

“Please!” Barb gasped. “Not in front of all these…” Then she yelped as the girl tugged on her electrodes, making sure they would not come off.

“Mistress Chastity is going to love you, my pretty,” Monique purred at her. Then Barb really yelped and jerked as a clamp was attached to her clit!! It hurt like hell!!!

“N-no!” she gasped, shaking her head and panting heavily as perspiration beaded on her trembling skin. “You can’t! It’s only my f-first time here!”

“Then let’s make it a memorable one, shall we?” Monique cooed seductively at her, lovingly attaching the strap around her neck. “First and last? You are not the only one who has enjoyed the pleasures of the Club during her one and only visit.”

“M-mistress??” Barb panted at the woman in black attire reclining comfortably in a front row seat - the couch at the base of the stage. But Chastity just smiled back at her, responding with a lustful gaze… a merciless gaze.

Spectators were gathering, 20-somethings and elderly alike. Barb could not believe they all wanted to come and watch, especially the older ones! Many were buzzing with excitement as they gawked at her up on stage in the chair. Those addicted to their gambling stayed away as they couldn’t be bothered to step away from their machines for the entertainment currently taking place up onstage.

“I think you’re going to enjoy this, my pretty,” Monique said as she lovingly brushed her fingertips along the strap around Barb’s neck. “Electrocution and asphyxiation make for a deliciously divine combination. And with those probes in your holes I do believe you’re going to give us a few juicy orgasms to entertain us before you pass on.”

“N-no… p-please! I d-didn’t sign on for this!”

“Oh?” the executrix responded with a sly wink. “You took a big gamble when you set foot inside our fine establishment. Now we’re going to enjoy your final performance.”

“NO – PLEASE!” But Monique turned and casually walked away along with her assistants, leaving Barb firmly secured as she sat naked in the chair, her legs lewdly spread for all to see what had been done to her… the posts in her holes and the electrode attached to her clit!

Monique calmly descended the stage. Then she walked over to Mistress Chastity and handed her the remote. “A present for you, Mistress,” she said with a smile.

Chastity accepted the remote with a nod of acknowledgement as Monique stepped out of the way, her job finished now that Barb was secured in the chair. Then Mistress pointed the device right at the frightened woman up onstage, her eyes flashing with cruel amusement in anticipation of a good show. Barb inhaled sharply…

…and then screamed as what felt like a near-lethal jolt of current tore through her body!!

It entered her holes, giving her clit a nasty, painful shock she would have never thought possible! The current seemed to hit every nerve ending as it traveled through her body, exiting out of her clamped, swollen nipples. Then the strap tightened around her neck, choking off her agonized shrieks.

Her eyes flew open and she started to shudder. Then her mouth opened in an orgasmic scream. But her breath was cut off; she could not exhale enough to make a sound!!

She shuddered, her body bucking and jerking in the chair as the orgasm devastated her. Then Chastity’s voice cut through the air of the Entertainment stage, sounding all pleasant and matter-of-fact…

“I believe our guests would love to hear your screams.” Then the strap loosened around her throat!

Barb inhaled and then began to shriek; oh, how she screamed!! Her body bucked and shuddered as orgasms galore were forced out of her one right after the other! The spectators simply oohed and aahed as they watched with eager faces, some of them furiously masturbating themselves from the eroticism of it all!

Chastity flicked a button on the remote and the strap tightened again. Barb’s eyes flew open in horror as she tried to scream. But nothing came out of her throat other than choking, gurgling sounds!!

The fire intensified; hell, her whole body felt like it was burning from an unquenchable flame!! She jerked and thrashed about in the chair, the strap around her throat constricting sweet, yet devastating orgasms out of her tortured flesh! She couldn’t stop cumming; gawd, she couldn’t stop cumming!!!

This wasn’t at all what she’d expected when she’d walked in with her so-called friends! But they had betrayed her, turning her over to that executrix bitch Monique for Mistress Chastity’s amusement! And Mistress was in the mood for a little demonstration from the asphyxia/electric chair!!

Chastity pointed the remote at her and the chair powered down. She began to pant heavily, her body a sheen of perspiration. She all but collapsed in disbelief; how in the world could anyone endure such agony??!!

“My friends,” Mistress said as though there was no one in the room she did not count as anyone other than a close, intimate associate. “Would you like to watch her die?” It was clear by her tone of voice that SHE certainly wanted to!

There were eager cheers and cries of “HERE - HERE!” Then she smiled cruelly at Barb.

“Our customers have spoken, my pretty,” she said to her with that infuriating smile. “And you know how the customer is always right.”

Barb’s eyes flew open in horror and she started to shake her head as she quietly moaned, “No – no – no!!” Then Mistress powered up the remote again. Her body stiffened as she screamed anew in pure agony.

She started bucking and jerking as more orgasms were forced out of her! The fire intensified within her until she was certain she could stand it no longer! Then her screams were cut off as the strap tightened ominously around her neck!!

She began to choke and gurgle, her eyes getting bigger and bigger. Froth appeared on her lips and her nipples began to smolder. Sparks flew from her clit as blue lightning danced between her legs from the sweat puddling upon the chair.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, causing Mistress Chastity to gasp appreciatively. “There it is, ladies and gentlemen… her death-orgasms are at hand!” Then she fingered the remote again, sending the power to maximum.

Barb could not stop thrashing about!! Her head tipped back as her body struggled in the chair – violently and involuntarily. Spray spewed out of her pussy, only to crackle when the fluid came in contact with the electrode attached to her clit along with the electrified probes in her holes. Then there was a cracking in her neck that made a very strange sound as the strap tightened beyond her ability to tolerate its assault………………………

Barb sat bolt upright in her bed, panting like crazy. The sheets were soaked; she had cum up a storm. Gawd; what a horrible nightmare!! Then she turned to see that her cell phone was ringing. Thankfully THAT was the sound that had pulled her out of that horrible nightmare!

She was trembling as she reached over and picked it up.

“Hello?”

“Barb? This is Dorothy. Are you up?”

“I am now,” she stated dryly. She didn’t bother adding how grateful she was that her friend’s timing had taken her out of a horrible dream.

“Oh; did I awaken you? I’m sorry, love.”

“No – no; I had to get up anyway.”

“Oh, ok.” Then Dorothy’s next words made her freeze, her breath catching in her throat…

“So are you looking forward to going to that Snuff Club with me tonight?”

(written for Barbaria1 Nov 2 ’13 by riwa)
 
Yep ! That riwa alright!!!!

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i`m not in the mood- DB
...but the knocking doesn't stop and she opens the door to the clicks of dozens of cameras and wonders why she didn't peek through the blinds as her wrists are cuffed behind her back...

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Oh Sis. if you had me in that position i would be terrified , but maybe
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We would sit and have a nice cup of tea and see where it takes us. ;)
 
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Barb was tempted to tell her friend about the frightfully erotic dream she’d had. But she figured Dottie would just laugh at her, responding that she must have some sort of death wish or something to dream up something so kinky. So she held her tongue for the moment, deciding to keep it to herself.

Dorothy told her that lunch was still on. But Barb detected something in her friend’s voice, something that indicated all was not going well. When she pressed Dottie for information, her friend told her there might be an issue with her husband Jimmy but that she anticipated no problems.

Barb was at the café waiting for her friend when Dorothy arrived. The 28 year old looked a little downcast, causing Barb’s heart to sink. “What happened?” she asked as soon as her friend took a seat.

“Jimmy cut me off!” Dorothy whined. “No more cash until next week when he gets paid!”

“No more cash?” Barb gasped in alarm. “How are we going to get inside? I hear you need to take some money with you to get inside that damned Club!”

“I can probably scrape together about $40 or $50 dollars!” Dorothy told her, shaking her head as though knowing that wouldn’t be nearly enough. “What about you?”

“I already told you the most I can come up with is $60!” Barb protested. “Dottie, I was counting on you! How the hell are we going to get inside?? The website promised us an execution or two tonight and I really want to see them!”

“I don’t know, love!” her friend responded in dismay. “It’s a casino; we need money just to get inside! The place is bloody pricey!”

“Can’t we go in with what little we have?”

“I don’t think it’s going to be enough, love; I really don’t!”

They both lapsed into an uncomfortable silence, each one deep in thought. They had been looking forward to this girl’s night out all week, more out of curiosity than anything else. And they had been counting on Dottie getting the money from her husband Jimmy. But now that appeared to be a dead end.

“What about the line outside the Club?”Dorothy asked carefully. “Girls get in line and hope some guy will sponsor them so they can get inside. We could try that, couldn’t we?” Barb looked at her in shock.

“Are you insane??!! You want to place our lives in the hands of someone we don’t know?? Besides, there’s no guarantee they would take us both inside!! And we could end up being executed before the end of the night!!”

“Not always; the girls don’t always get executed!” Dorothy protested. “Barb, I don’t know of any other way to get inside!!”

“I don’t know, Dottie,” Barb said uncertainly. “I really wanted to get inside tonight! But I just don’t know if I’m comfortable with risking waiting in line outside. What if we don’t get in?”

“Are you out of your mind, love? Two attractive birds like us?? The question’s not IF we get in… but WHO we go in with!”

“That’s just my point, Dottie! What if they want to fuck us and then execute us just for sport?! They do that there, you know!”

“I KNOW that, love! Why do you think I tried to get the money from Jimmy??!! It’s just not there!!” Barb threw up her hands in the air and sighed heavily.

“Maybe someone’s trying to tell us something,” she said in defeat. “I really wanted to go tonight.” Then she thought about it for a bit before adding, “Maybe we need to put it off for awhile.”

“What?? And miss witnessing a real live execution?? Barb, the website promises at least a couple of them tonight if not more!! Tonight’s the night we need to be there for sure!!”

At that moment Barb remembered the dream she’d had. She wasn’t one to believe in premonitions. But for some reason there was something about this one that made her nervous.

All they wanted to do was go in, have a drink or two, witness a couple of executions and then get the hell out of there. Naturally Dottie wanted to check out the sex rooms. But Barb wasn’t so sure about those. After all, there were sex rooms… and then there were snuff rooms where you could get fucked and snuffed without even making it to the Entertainment stage!

“Let me work on it, love,” Dorothy told her with hope in her voice. Then she reached out and patted her hand. “Let me see what I can do, ok?”

“Ok, Dottie,” Barb replied, deciding not to hold out any hope. “Just don’t go getting us killed, ok?”

“I don’t want to die, love!” Dottie protested. “I just want to take a look inside the bloody place is all… maybe have a drink or two… check out the rooms.”

“Why don’t you have Jimmy take you in?” Barb asked. “In fact, why don’t you have Jimmy take the both of us in?”

“I told you; we’re out of cash, love!” Dottie sighed in exasperation. “Just let me work on it, ok?”

“Then let me get the check for lunch,” Barb responded. “If you can somehow find a way to get us in then lunch should be on me.”

“Thanks, love,” Dorothy said with a smile. “I appreciate that. You’re a dear.”

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The sun had gone down and Barb held out little hope of getting to the Snuff Club. Then she heard the knock at her door. Was that Dorothy; had she found a way inside?

She opened the door and her friend walked in rather breathlessly. In her hand were two large bags. Barb recognized the name on the sacks as belonging to a well known sex shop in town.

“Here!” Dorothy said, handing one over to her. “You have no idea what I had to go through to get these.”

Get what?” Barb wanted to know. Then she looked into her bag and gasped in alarm.

“What the hell are these?”

“We’re wearing them to the Club tonight, love. We’re in!”

“We’re in?” she gasped in disbelief. “How did you…?” Then her voice trailed off when she got a good look at the outfit her friend had obtained for her.

“Dorothy?? This thing looks like… like… like it’s missing something!” Then she eyed her friend suspiciously. “Just what did you do?” she wanted to know.

“We’re going in as attendants, love,” Dottie said proudly. “I made a few calls and this is what was suggested to me.”

“We’re going in as attendants?” Barb asked dubiously. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? Won’t we end up having a lot of, um…?”

“Sex?” Dorothy said with a grin. “Probably! These outfits will pay for themselves before the night is out! We’ll probably come home all flush with cash! We can’t go wrong, love!”

“I’m not so sure about this, Dottie,” Barb responded nervously. Dorothy just rolled her eyes in frustration.

“Oh, for heaven’s sake; would you just go put yours on already?? I got us into the bloody place; what MORE do you want??!!”

“Ok – ok; I’m appreciative!” Barb replied in exasperation. “I’ll be in the bedroom; you can change in the bathroom!”

The two friends disappeared into their respective changing rooms. They emerged about 20 minutes later. Barb was shocked at their attire whereas Dorothy was pleased.

“Pretty sexy, don’t you think?” Dorothy said with a grin as she turned and modeled hers for her friend.
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“Holy shit; these things don’t even cover our…!”

“Our goodies?” Dorothy giggled. “We’re going in as attendants, love! And attendants are supposed to look sexy! These will get us in and get us all the guys we want!”

“They’ll probably get us killed!” Barb replied in exasperation.

“We’ll be the most popular girls there, love! They wouldn’t DARE harm either one of us!! We’ll be the best money makers they’ve ever seen! We’ll witness a few executions, fuck a few cocks, make a pile of money and then get out of there! It will be one hell of a night!”

“I hope you know what you’re doing,” Barb eyed her reluctantly. She had to admit she DID feel incredibly sexy! Besides, there was probably nothing to worry about. They would have a sexy night of adventure and then come home richer and none the worse for wear! What could possibly go wrong??

(written for Barb and Dorothy Nov 8 ’13 by riwa)
 
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The drive to the Club was uneventful. But Dorothy was forced to park a short distance away. Barb wanted to cover up during the stroll to the front door, especially since they would be passing all those females waiting in line. Dorothy’s response was that perhaps it would be best if everyone got an unobstructed view, especially since there might be a few men walking by who might become clients once inside. Barb reluctantly agreed upon seeing her point.

They got a lot of attention as they strolled toward the door, making Barb more than a little self-conscious. Several females called out to them, assuming they were mistresses of some sort and begging to be taken inside with them. There were even promises of total obedience accompanied by female sex.

Barb’s face flushed a little at the erotic idea of using and abusing one or more of the ladies outside, especially a few who looked to be no more than college age. Some of the younger ones looked to still be in high school, barely past their 18th birthday!! She hoped the bouncers were keeping out the minors, although she’d heard the Club had a very good reputation about who they let inside.

Dottie was adamant as they passed by, raising her hand and apologizing. It was as though she felt guilty at not being able to take anyone inside with them… “Sorry, ladies…. you’ve got us all wrong… sorry – sorry; we’re not mistresses… sorry, love; we don’t swing that way.” Barb smiled wryly, figuring her friend could speak for herself. But she wasn’t going to contradict her or anything; she was happy just to be finally able to get inside the damn building!

They got a lot of looks as they made their way to the front door. Barb was well aware of some of the hungering glances they were getting from the male halves of several couples going inside. And there were more than a few lingering looks from several women waiting out in line. She found herself wondering if perhaps Dorothy might be forced to “swing that way” at some point during the evening, being as how they were both supposed to serve as attendants to help pay their way.

The bouncer met them at the door where he dutifully checked their names off a list on a clipboard. After showing some identification they were allowed inside. Barb’s heart skipped a beat; she had finally made it inside the Club!!

Things took a sober turn when they were forced to check in at the front desk. They were both given pagers to keep track of their finances, not that they had much to work with when they turned over their cash and had it credited to their accounts. But what really made them take pause was when they were handed their pregnancy sensors.

“I heard about these; I just didn’t know they were real,” Barb said quietly as she inspected hers in her hand.

“And they’re supposed to go in right here?” Dorothy added, pointing in the direction of her belly-button.

“It’s for the protection of the Club, miss,” the clerk explained. “All our women wear them.”

“And what happens if they, uh…?” Barb started to ask.

“Go off?” the clerk finished her sentence with a smile. “If they pop out and start to glow red it means you’re pregnant, miss. In that case you’ll probably be making a visit to our Entertainment stage… either that or a private execution in one of our snuff rooms. You’d be surprised how many lawsuits that eliminates, how many custody battles that stops… and the females here all understand the rules!”

“If you get pregnant they SNUFF you??!!” Dorothy asked, suddenly not so sure of herself. Oh, she’d been aware of this all along. It just seemed so sobering now that they were actually on the premises!

“The ladies usually come in already prepared, miss,” the clerk replied with a smile. “After all, some of them only want to gamble, you know… play the slots or try their hand at the roulette wheel.”

“But what about the others?” Barb wanted to know. The clerk just leaned forward conspiratorially.

“You’d be surprised how many come in here unprotected, miss. For some it’s like a massive game of Russian roulette! Some girls love the thrill, wondering how close they might come to being executed before they can get out the door! Now if you two will insert them where they belong… I DO have to witness this!”

As Barb and Dorothy carefully inserted them into their navels, both of them yelping at the prick of pain, the clerk picked up a nearby phone and placed a call. “They’re here,” she said formally. “My notes tell me they’re supposed to check in with Mistress Chastity the moment they arrive. Would you please send someone to the front desk to escort them? I believe she’s in her playroom… Ok, thank you.” Then she hung up the receiver, smiling at the two newcomers.

“Mistress wants to see you both. I’m sure it’s just a formality… getting acquainted; explaining the rules; stuff like that you know. Someone will be here shortly to escort you.”

“That will be fine,” Barb replied. She was already starting to feel a growing excitement! The first task had been to get inside; mission accomplished! Now all she wanted to do was witness an execution or two!

Of course they would have to attend to a few clients along the way… probably give themselves over to a good fucking or two. But that would be no problem at all for either one of them! Dorothy liked cock, and she herself certainly swung both ways! An evening of sex and witnessing death would be just the ticket, especially when it came to giving her a deeper appreciation for life!

An attractive looking attendant came up to them about a minute later. She wasn’t wearing much; she was obviously advertising her wares. She gave Barb and Dorothy the once over as though judging them as the competition before the clerk instructed her with “Lydia, please take these two to see Mistress right away.”
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“Yes, ma’am,” the attendant answered curtly. Then she nodded at the newcomers. “If you two will follow me,” she said, and she turned without another word as though expecting them to follow her. Barb and Dorothy dutifully moved in behind her.

As they set off into the gambling area they were immediately assaulted by the sights and sounds of a casino in full swing. Machines chirped and chimed, spitting out coins as patrons pulled levers. Scantily clad attendants moved back and forth between the clients, trays of drinks in their hands. It was such that Barb could not even begin to imagine how they actually had executions in a place like this, especially with so much noise!

It soon became apparent they were heading nowhere near the Entertainment stage. Barb felt a surge of disappointment; she really wanted to see it! She finally leaned over and quietly asked Dorothy, “So when are we going to see the stage?”

“I don’t know, love,” Dottie whispered back. “I suppose we have to go meet this Mistress Chastity person first. I’m sure we’ll see it in due course.”

They were led down a back hall to a door. Their attendant knocked on it and then opened it up and stepped inside. “Mistress?” she called out as they followed her in. “The new attendants are here!”

“Bring them back here,” a female voice called out. Barb and Dorothy nervously looked at each other, curious about the woman they were about to meet.

When they rounded a corner they were stunned by their surroundings, what looked to be some sort of bondage room. There were several objects used to confine someone to the walls, and ropes and pulleys hung down from the ceiling. The place actually had the appearance of a modern-day dungeon!

Over by one wall stood a woman who looked like she was not much older than thirty. She had long, flowing black hair and she looked like she was all decked out in some sort of black leather domination garb. She wore long black boots with gloves that crawled well up her arms. Obviously she was the Mistress of the establishment. But she wasn’t who Barb and Dorothy were now gawking at.

Panting heavily was a small Japanese woman in her late twenties or early thirties who was strapped down horizontally on some sort of board in the shape of a Y. She was lying little more than waist high to Mistress Chastity. She was flat on her back buck naked, her legs spread wide in a V with her arms secured tightly to her sides.

Her face and dark hair were dripping wet, the cause of which lay directly below her. Apparently the board she was tied to was capable of being tipped at an angle so that she could be dunked upside down into a small, clear tank of water! It was clear she was being submerged again and again up to her shoulders whenever the board she was bound to was angled downward!!

Mistress noticed the object of their astonishment and she chuckled. “Oh, this here is Emma,” she said with a dismissive wave. “Don’t mind her; we were just having a little chat about how impolite it is to suck a cock not belonging to you. Isn’t that right, dear?” she said to the Japanese woman secured to the board.

“It wasn’t my fault!” Emma protested, only to have the woman tip the board at a dangerous angle. Emma’s head and shoulders were immediately submerged. She quickly puffed her cheeks, obviously making an attempt to hold her breath. Barb and Dorothy got a clear view of the look of alarm on the poor girl’s face.

“Now where was I?” Mistress Chastity asked as though confused. A free hand idly rubbed the crotch of the poor girl who began to moan and wriggle and bubble as a result. Barb was incredibly turned on while Dorothy stared with mixed emotions, unsure whether to be aroused at the dunking or horrified that Mistress was being so intimate with that girl’s private parts.

“Oh yes; you two are new here!” Chastity said brightly with a warm smile as though suddenly remembering. “I trust you two will enjoy your visit to our fine Club.”

“Oh, I’m sure we will,” Dorothy replied, her eyes still locked on the Japanese girl bubbling head down in the tank. Emma’s eyes were wide and she was shaking her head from side to side, bubbles spewing out of her mouth and nose. She appeared to be pleading with her eyes for the two newcomers to come to her aid… to not let her drown!

“Do you mind if I ask what made you two want to come to our humble little establishment?” Mistress went on, still idly rubbing Emma’s crotch. The poor girl wriggled and squirmed, looking like she was struggling to hold her breath as her lungs began to heave.

Barb and Dorothy spoke in unison, although their reply only varied by a single word…

“We came for the sex.”

“We came for the executions.”

“I see," Mistress replied thoughtfully with an amused smile. Then she looked down at her bubbling charge, rubbing the poor girl’s crotch even harder.

“I think we can accommodate their wishes; don’t you, my pretty? Perhaps you would enjoy drowning up onstage in the main tank for them and for the enjoyment of all our guests, hmmm?”

Emma’s eyes rolled as she cried out, exhaling the last of her precious breath as she shuddered in orgasm. Mistress tipped the board back up as though anticipating the Japanese girl could not hold her breath one second longer. Emma came up coughing and sputtering, moaning weakly with eyes all dazed and glassy.

“That’s how I love watching my sluts cum,” Mistress cooed at her, still rubbing the woman’s crotch. She was obviously turned on by the whole thing. Barb and Dorothy could only stare in shock, both of them disturbed by how turned on they were at that poor girl’s suffering… and how Mistress was so callous about the whole thing!

“Then it’s settled!” Mistress stated with amusement in her voice. “Emma here has just volunteered to drown for you up on stage!”

“NO; please!” the exhausted Asian gasped, shaking her head and panting to catch her breath. Mistress just tipped the board back down, submerging her again up to her shoulders as though she did not want to hear any more of Emma’s protests. Emma bubbled weakly, wriggling and squirming to no avail.

“Lydia will get you all settled in,” Mistress told Barb and Dorothy, motioning toward the attendant who had been dutifully standing behind them the whole time. Chastity was all but ignoring her charge on the board who now looked to be on the verge of drowning. “Remember, ladies,” she added. “Our clients and their desires and sexual appetites are of paramount concern. Make them happy and you’ll make me happy. Are we clear on that?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Barb and Dorothy replied in unison. It was clear to them that staying on this woman’s good side was a high priority, especially after seeing the way she was enjoying abusing that poor girl!

“Excellent! Dismissed!” Then she waved them away before turning back to her play-toy.

As Barb and Dorothy left the room they could hear Chastity behind them verbally tormenting her captive... “You’re going to have so much fun drowning for me up onstage; aren’t you, my pretty!” Barb was certain she could hear that poor girl bubbling in orgasm, a deduction that was confirmed when she heard Mistress delightedly cry out, “Oh YES, my pretty!! CUM for me!” Then the door closed behind them.

Barb turned toward the attendant with a mixture of horror and excitement. “Is she REALLY going to drown that girl?” she asked.

“Probably,” Lydia replied as though she didn’t care. “It doesn’t matter to me. Emma’s been caught on more than one occasion sucking cocks that didn’t belong to her.”

“Isn’t that the idea around here?” Dorothy asked in confusion.

“Not when those cocks belong to the other attendants around here – husbands and boyfriends. Personally I hope she suffers when she drowns. Now if you two will follow me…”

(written for Barb and Dorothy Nov 20 ’13 by riwa)
 
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Lydia led them back through the Club, showing them around and getting them acquainted with the place. She even took them to a little changing area for the attendants. Barb noticed it came equipped with a set of showers.

“Mistress wants us to clean up each time we’re used for sex so we don’t go around smelling up the place,” the attendant explained. Then she looked them both up and down with a critical eye.

“You’ll do,” she said perfunctorily. “I suspect you’ll probably get your share of cock and pussy.” She didn’t sound that happy about it and Barb sensed the bitch might be a little jealous. But Dorothy looked at her in alarm.

“Pussy?” she asked uncertainly. “Is that required around here? I mean, uh… I mean I really don’t do pussy, love.” Then as though suspecting that might not be a satisfactory answer she hastily added, “But I’ll take all the cock you can send my way!”

Barb chuckled inwardly at that. Dorothy certainly liked her cock. But she couldn’t help wondering what her friend would do if she were asked to service another woman here at the Club. Would she get into trouble if she refused?

“I’ll make a note of that,” Lydia responded. “No pussy.” Dorothy seemed relieved at that. But Barb thought she saw a wicked flash in the attendant’s eyes. Something told her they would be wise not to trust this bitch.

Next Lydia took them to some back rooms. “These are our sex rooms,” she explained to them. “The client pays for the use of your room and your services. You wave your pagers over the door sensor and it records who is in here and whose account is credited after the Club gets its cut. Naturally some rooms are more expensive than others. It depends on the client’s tastes.”

She opened one up and they stepped inside. It had decent floor space with both carpeting and tile. There was a large bed with a cabinet next to it. A little bathroom sat in one corner. It reminded Barb of your average motel room. It even had a TV on one wall!

Lydia escorted them out and down the hall to another set of rooms. She found an empty one and opened it up. The bed, cabinet, TV and bathroom were here as well. But that’s where the similarities ended. Barb and Dorothy gasped at what they saw…

A large, wooden chair sat in one corner, two metal posts sticking up out of the seat. It had wires and cables along with places to secure arms and legs. There was even a strap that fitted around a person’s neck!

A guillotine stood ominously against an adjacent wall. Barb stared at it in utter astonishment, especially when she saw the lunette stained dark red. There were even crimson stains upon the wood floor below!! And if those two items weren’t enough there was a hemp noose dangling right in the very middle of the room!

“This is one of our more popular rooms,” Lydia remarked, a sense of amusement in her voice. “Some rooms are more like what you would find in a dungeon. But when a girl comes in here she doesn’t know what she’s getting after a romp on the bed!”

“Bloody hell!” Dorothy blurted out, her eyes wide in amazement. Barb felt a strange mixture of fear and arousal. But when they both looked at the attendant she gave them a look that Barb interpreted to mean she would be quite happy if either one of them ended up in here at some point during the night.

“You’re kidding, right?” Barb spoke up, struggling to find her voice. In response Lydia walked over to the TV on the wall and turned it on. Then she accessed a menu by touching the screen.

“Touch-screen monitors,” she explained. “This way a customer can access the action going on in virtually every room in the casino. Most of the rooms are free unless the client specifies otherwise. Now let’s see what we’ve got going on right now.”

She brought up a split-screen window that showed several rooms, most of which were empty. Then she smiled. “Here’s some activity,” she observed, enlarging one window to fill the screen.

Barb and Dorothy saw a couple of naked girls kneeling on either side of a bed and facing each other. Two naked males were fucking them from behind, really giving it to them good. Lydia allowed them all to watch for a few moments.

“Oh bloody hell!” Dorothy gasped, her eyes wide in noticeable arousal. Barb could tell her friend was getting turned on at witnessing two women getting a good pounding.

“The activity in each room is recorded digitally and stored for playback at any time,” Lydia explained. “This way the client can pay for a recording of his stay with us. It also gives them the opportunity of enjoying a private sex or snuff session, especially when a public one is lacking in, shall we say… intimacy?”

“You mean it records the activity in each room?” Barb queried.

“That’s right.”

“Even this room?” Dorothy wanted to know.

Lydia looked at her and then gave her a wicked little smile. She reached out and touched the screen again as though accessing files. A few moments later she appeared to find one.

“Ah, this one should suffice,” she said more to herself than to Barb and Dorothy. “This happened two weeks ago when we had a sorority in here.”

The screen enlarged to show three young women bent over the edge of the bed. Their arms were tied behind their backs and they were naked. Three more females were gleefully thrusting behind them, fucking them with strap-ons. Each kneeling woman was rocking and grunting and whimpering as though she was getting it good!

“Lambda Pi had a sorority pledge that night. These three turned out to be the worst; they weren’t even deemed worthy of a trip onstage! The Lambda Pi sisters took care of them right in here in this very room!”

Barb and Dorothy watched in disbelief as the three pledges were raped from behind, their three tormentors haranguing them for their failures. They both noticed how Lydia seemed to enjoy the playback as though this didn’t faze her in the slightest. This attendant seemed to relish reliving the punishment that was being meted out.

“Let’s fast forward to the action, shall we?” Lydia mused thoughtfully, touching the screen again. The scene jumped to an image of the blond pledge sitting in the chair. She was strapped in, her nipples and clit wired. Her eyes were wide with fright and she actually seemed to be vibrating in the chair!! The two posts coming up out of the seat appeared to be raping her holes with a disturbing intensity, all with a machine-like hum in the background.

“Fry the bitch, Debra!” a female voice declared. “This pledge doesn’t deserve to be a Lambda Pi!”

The blond in the chair shook her head as though she didn’t want that to happen to her. But the hum of the chair intensified and she began to vibrate faster. Her eyes got even bigger (if that were possible) and she began bucking and shuddering in the chair as though desperately trying to fuck the two probes thrusting hard into her holes.

Sparks danced off her nipples and clit, her legs obscenely spread so that an unobstructed view was possible. Then she began choking as though the strap around her neck was constricting her airway. A moment later several strands of her hair began to rise up as though totally enveloped in static electricity.

“Look at her fry!” a female voice gasped appreciatively. “I’ll bet she’s cumming up a storm!” a second added. “At least she’ll go out with a bang!” the third observed.

The seat of the chair began to crackle from the fluids puddling there. At the same time Barb and Dorothy thought they saw tendrils of smoke drifting up from the poor girl’s clamped nipples! The poor bitch was really getting it good and hard!!!

“NOW!” one of those female voices on the screen declared. A moment later the chair really hummed to life. The blond tipped her head back and a scream was ripped out of her lungs. Then she began to thrash about in the chair as more tendrils of smoke appeared.

There were numerous sparks and a blue arc leaped from one nipple to the other. The poor girl lost her voice, leaving her mouth gaping open from her last attempt to scream. Then her head suddenly lolled forward, her eyes vacantly staring in horror. Her body still reacted to the electrified jolts but there was no more life in her to speak of.

“Bloody hell!” Dorothy blurted out, her eyes wide in horror. Barb found herself panting heavily for breath. It had been horrible. And yet…

Barb found her voice and turned toward the attendant. “You mean they actually electrocuted her to death!” she stammered incredulously, “…right here in this very room??” She looked at the chair once again, astonished that someone had been murdered in it a mere two weeks ago.

“Absolutely!” Lydia replied with a smile. She seemed pleased the newcomers appeared to be so horrified. “Shocking, isn’t it!” she added with a chuckle at her pun. Then she touched the screen again.

The blond vanished. In her place the brunette of the trio appeared. She was lying face up in the guillotine, her head tipped back as one of the sorority sisters thrust a long strap-on into her mouth so that it appeared to fill her throat. Her legs were spread and another appeared to be raping her pussy with another strap-on.

“You were pretty bold about your claims, bitch!” the girl fucking her mouth told her. “But the guys told us you can’t fuck worth shit! They did say your head would look good on their wall though!” Then she reached out and pulled a lever on the guillotine.

The brunette grunted in horror, her eyes flashing wide with fright. Then the blade whizzed right on by, reaching the bottom with a loud thunk and causing Barb and Dorothy to jump with a start and a cry as they watched. A moment later the head slid off the strap-on and dropped onto the floor! Blood was seen pumping out of the pledge’s severed neck with each beat of her dying heart.

The third sorority sister came into the picture, reaching down to lift up the severed head. The poor brunette had a shocked look in her features. “To be honest, I like you better this way, bitch,” the sorority sister laughed at her.

“She just had no head for what was required of her,” Lydia said with a chuckle, shaking her head at the TV monitor. Then she touched the screen once more.

The scene was filled of the last pledge noosed and standing on a stool on her toes. The brown haired pledge appeared utterly terrified, no doubt having never expected an ending like this when she’d showed up at the Club for her sorority pledge. The three sorority sisters stood encircling her, laughing at her and taunting her and pawing her naked, trembling body, telling her she was good for nothing but hanging now.

“They wouldn’t!” Barb breathed in utter disbelief as she and Dorothy stood there watching in shock.

“They damn well did!” Lydia responded. And as if to confirm her claim one of the girls kicked the stool away!

The poor pledge dropped a few inches until the noose caught her weight. Immediately she started searching for the floor with her feet. Toes fluttered anxiously but there was nothing solid to stand upon. Then she began to kick and twist with great urgency as her body swung back and forth.

“Hey, look at this!” one of the sisters observed. “She can’t fuck but she can damn well dance!!”

The poor pledge gawked and gurgled as she kicked and struggled, her neck lengthening as her face turned blue. The sorority sisters all laughed at her… although two of them noticeably reached down to rub themselves as if they were turned on by her hanging. Barb was horrified!! And yet she found she was shamefully aroused!

The pledge jerked and kicked and convulsed until she finally hung limp in the noose. Then the three sorority sisters came up to admire her, pawing and groping her naked, trembling flesh. One of them jumped back as the pledge’s bladder released, piss splattering onto the floor as the other two laughed.

“Bloody hell!” Dorothy gasped, looking as though she’d suddenly gone numb with shock at the video replay.

“This happens all the time?” Barb asked the attendant in a hushed tone.

“Not as often as you might think,” Lydia told them. “Sometimes we have several days go by before we get an execution here at the Club. Sometimes we have special nights. Like I said, that night a sorority was having a pledge night and we got to record several executions – oops!”

“Oops what?” Barb wanted to know. Then she noticed something on the monitor was flashing red.

Lydia pointed it out. “That flashing red area on the screen means an execution is about to take place up on stage. That must be Mistress and that bitch Emma! I’ll bet you girls will want to see this for yourselves. I know I sure will! Come on; let’s go!” Then she shut down the screen before heading out the door, causing Barb and Dorothy to fall in behind her…

(written for Barb and Dorothy Dec 3 ’13 by riwa)
 
5

They didn’t speak to each other as they followed Lydia. They were each deep in thought, especially since they were being taken to the Entertainment stage where an execution was about to take place. It was odd since this was the reason they had come here in the first place and they should have been excited! But now they were somewhat contemplative, wondering if they really did want to witness an execution first hand!

They got several long looks as the attendant led them throughout the Club. No doubt she was deliberately parading them around as the new girls who should be more than willing to take on all comers. This sent an erotic chill running through Barb knowing she was being deliberately put on display. But her mind was still on the execution at hand.

She finally reached out and pulled on Dorothy’s arm to get her attention. “I wonder what it’s like to drown,” she whispered. “I can’t imagine what that would feel like.”

“Neither can I, love,” Dorothy whispered back. Lydia paused to look back at them with nasty smile on her face as though having overheard them.

“I’m sure Mistress Chastity can see to your education on the matter if you’re so inclined,” she assured them. Barb and Dorothy quickly put their hands up as though resisting her, both of them mumbling it was a curiosity and nothing more. Lydia giggled as she turned and led them onward.

They soon became aware of a reddish glow up in the ceiling. It grew stronger as they headed in a particular direction. When they turned the corner the Entertainment stage opened up before them, a crowd already gathering with excited murmurs.

The first thing that caught their eye was not what they’d anticipated. According to Lydia that little Japanese girl was supposed to be drowned! But what they saw first was some naked woman with a lithe figure and ample breasts strapped to the Impalement Cross, her arms and legs spread wide on the distinctive X-frame.

A red ball-gag filled her mouth, preventing her from speech… although she looked like she was sure trying to be verbal or something, grunting and groaning the way she was. There was a sheen of perspiration to her attractive, naked form and she appeared to be squirming a little. Her eyes were wide with fright, perhaps because of the silvery, metal pole protruding up out of the floor and penetrating her womanhood… a pole that seemed designed to go much farther than just her pussy!

Dorothy was shocked; Barb just stared in astonishment. Lydia saw they were interested and she stopped so they could get a good look at her. “Is she going to be…?” Dottie started to ask, trailing off before she could utter the unfathomable.

“Before the night is over; most definitely,” Lydia said with a chuckle. “That would be Whitney. She lost the attendant lottery. Mistress wished to have some executions tonight for the clients. This was one of her ways of picking a lucky girl.”

“A lottery?” Barb asked in alarm, suddenly wondering if she and Dorothy weren’t nearly so out of harm’s way as they had assumed they would be upon arriving.

“It’s part of the price you pay for working here, hun,” Lydia said with a grin. Barb couldn’t help wondering if Lydia had felt this same enthusiasm back when the lottery was taking place. She highly suspected not… unless this attendant had either been lucky or had somehow not been a part of the process to begin with!

“Mistress; please!” a female voice begged, causing everyone to turn to look in that direction. “I’ll be good; I promise!! You can’t do this to me!! It was only cock!!”

Mistress Chastity was leading a naked Emma along by a leash to a collar around her neck. The five foot tall Japanese girl had her arms bound behind her back and she was all but being dragged along. She was loudly proclaiming her desire not to take part in the proceedings. Clearly this was not something she wished for herself.

“Come along, my pretty,” Chastity told her casually without so much as looking back at her. “Our clients wish to see a good execution… and tonight you’re first on the menu.”

“But I don’t WANT to drown!!”

“Oh, you’ve shown a certain enthusiasm for it each time I’ve dunked your slutty little ass, my dear. So tonight I’m going to give you what you’ve always fantasized about.”

“I do NOT fantasize about drowning, you bitch!” she wailed. Then her tone changed in an instant as though suspecting that comment had not earned her the good graces of Mistress Chastity…

“I’m sorry!!! I’m sorry!!! I’ll do anything you want; I promise!!!”

“That’s good, my pet,” Mistress chuckled, “…because what I want right now is to enjoy watching you drown in our tank!!”

“NOOO! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!! YOU WON’T GET AWAY WITH THIS!!”

“You knew the rules when you signed on, my pretty. To be honest I think that’s why you wished to work here in the first place… the danger and the risk. Well guess what, my pet! The danger and the risk have both come calling for you this night!!”

“NOOOO! PLEASE!!!”

Barb and Dorothy watched in shock as Mistress led her right up to another lovely attendant who was manning a roulette wheel near the stage. “Monique, my love?” she asked. “Would you be so kind as to give this one your special attention? I would drown her myself… but you know how much I love to watch these things!”

“Certainly, Mistress,” the attendant nodded with a pleasant smile. “NO; DON’T DO IT!!” Emma blurted out at her in horror. Monique just smiled as she calmly began stripping out of her skimpy wrappings.

Barb and Dorothy both watched in surprise as the attendant stripped naked right there in front of them. Then she reached under the roulette table and pulled out a rather impressive looking strap-on! Barb got the erotic shakes something fierce; poor Emma simply went ashen as she blurted out, “NO! Oh gawd; you WOULDN’T!!”

Monique dutifully attached the strap-on around her waist, acting as though there wasn’t a large crowd of spectators watching her every move. When she was done she took the leash from Chastity’s hand. “Let’s go have some fun, hun,” she told Emma as she dragged her toward the steps to the Entertainment stage.

“Oh bloody hell!” Dorothy blurted out in astonishment, her eyes following the duo. “Is she really going to…?”

“Yup!” Lydia giggled, acting as though this was going to be good. “Fucked and drowned! It will serve her right for going around sucking on cock that doesn’t belong to her, the little slut! Besides, unless I miss my guess she’s going to earn herself some mighty fine orgasms out of it before she goes!”

Barb wasn’t sure she could believe her eyes!! She glanced up at the woman squirming on the Impalement Cross, noticing how wide-eyed and anxious she was. Then she looked over to see Monique leading Emma up the steps to the Entertainment stage, the diminutive Japanese girl protesting the entire time…

“You can’t do this to me! I didn’t sign up for this! You’re all going to be so sorry! After all, I’m the best cock-sucker in the whole facility!! The guys are going to miss me!! Please, don’t do this to me!!”

They disappeared behind the back wall to the glass tank, Emma’s pleading voice carrying out to the gathered spectators the entire time. A moment later the hatch in the wall opened up and Emma was shoved inside. Monique followed her in, pausing long enough to seal the hatch behind her. Then she removed the leash along with Emma’s collar, casually discarding the items but leaving her arms bound behind her back.

All of the sudden three small geysers of water spewed up out of the floor of the tank. Emma let out a cry of alarm and she rushed toward the front of the eight by eight tank. Strangely her voice seemed to carry out to the spectators as though there were directional microphones in the ceiling directly above catching every little sound.

Barb and Dorothy watched wide-eyed as the Japanese girl tried to plead her case one last time to Mistress Chastity who had taken up a comfortable position on a front couch with unlimited viewing access. But Mistress just waved a dismissive hand at her. “You’re right where I want you to be, my pretty! Now put on a good show for our customers, ok?”

“I will NOT put on a good show; do you HEAR ME – GLRBRBRBLE!” By then the water was already high enough for Monique to grab her by a handful of hair and force her to bend over, shoving her head down into the rising water.

Emma struggled and bubbled, her little body wriggling wildly. But she was a tiny thing and her efforts were in vain. Barb could tell she was much too small to put up any trouble, especially since her arms were bound behind her back.

Monique pulled her head up and Emma came up sputtering… “YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO – BLURGBLRL!” The attendant gleefully pushed her head right back down below the surface of the rising water. Emma wriggled like crazy - kicking and splashing and bubbling - all to no avail.

The Japanese girl was dunked several times as the water continued to rise inside the tank. Barb couldn’t help but notice how Monique brought her up each time for the audience to get a good look at her face, seeing her all half-drowned and bedraggled. Then when the attendant saw Mistress Chastity smile and nod at her she started in on the second phase of Emma’s torment.

“Is it true how much you like sucking cock, hun?” she giggled at her. “Then why don’t you demonstrate your skills to our valued customers by sucking on this?”

“YOU CAN’T MAKE ME – MURPHBLURGLE!” Emma was still being defiant as her head was forced back down below the surface. This time Monique rammed the phallus hard into her mouth, giving the girl quite the face fucking!

“Bloody hell!” Dorothy gasped as she watched in awe, her eyes wide. Barb simply couldn’t believe the way the attendant in the tank seemed to be enjoying tormenting that girl! It was as though she thrived on torturing her!!

Bubbles came out around the strap-on in Emma’s mouth as she coughed and gurgled. When her head was pulled back up she realized to her horror that the floor was no longer beneath her! She was treading water… and there was no sign it had been turned off yet!

“Like that, hun?” Monique chuckled at her. “I wonder how many guys fucked your mouth like that! I bet you loved it every time, didn’t you! Let’s show the good folks out there how much you love sucking cock, shall we?” Then she shoved her head back down underwater before spearing her mouth with the strap-on again!

Emma grunted and gurgled as she was gagged by the rubber phallus. She could see everyone watching her, especially Mistress who was now rubbing herself as though she was quite turned on at her plight! There appeared to be no one out there willing to come to her aid and she moaned and bubbled as she put up a futile struggle.

Barb and Dorothy watched as though mesmerized. It seemed unfathomable that the attendant Monique was actually going to drown that girl!! But after all, isn’t that what both Mistress Chastity and this attendant Lydia had assured them was going to happen??

Emma’s head was jerked up several times, granting the audience the privilege of listening to her ragged gasps for breath. Her defiance melted away and she begged to be allowed to go back to work. “But you are working, hun!” Monique reassured her with a giggle. “You’re drowning for all our guests! Isn’t that nice, you offering yourself up for them like this?”

Emma wriggled and thrashed about as she was slammed under and face-fucked again. Then Barb saw a change in her struggles. She inhaled sharply, her eyes wide in astonishment as she murmured over at her friend, “My gawd, Dorothy; I think she’s cumming in there!! That poor girl is cumming in there!!!”

It was true; when Monique pulled her head up Emma’s eyes were all glassy. She moaned as she panted weakly. Apparently being manhandled and drowned seemed to have an incredibly erotic effect on her!!

Emma could no longer touch the floor of the tank… but then neither could the taller Monique! However the attendant was able to tread water easily. It was no problem for her to keep her head up at the surface while abusing the Japanese girl!

“I saw you cum, hun,” she giggled into Emma’s ear, the directional microphones above them picking it up and relaying it to the spectators. “Let’s see how wet you are, shall we?” Then she turned her body around to face the audience before taking her below the surface in a flurry of bubbles.

Monique wrapped one arm around Emma to maintain her grip on her. Then her free hand slid down to find the poor girl’s crotch where she immediately started giving her a good finger-fucking! Emma’s eyes flew open and she bubbled helplessly at everyone watching her. Mistress Chastity just moaned as she rubbed herself even harder.

Monique hauled Emma up for a quick breath, only to drag her right back down to molest her some more. Emma writhed and squirmed helplessly; there was nothing she could do to stop it! A moment later a second orgasm was forced out of her and her eyes rolled as she moaned and bubbled, the air flowing freely past her lips.

“Oh bloody hell; she’s cumming again!” Dorothy gasped. “I can’t believe she’s doing that to her in the tank right in front of everyone!!”

Barb was embarrassed to discover a hand had strayed downward and she was idly rubbing herself. She stopped self-consciously and then glanced all around her. She was not alone in her masturbatory gestures as others in the audience were getting themselves off as well! In fact it looked like a couple of attendants had pulled down some trousers and were sucking some clients off!!!

There was about seven feet of water in the tank when Monique bent Emma forward. The Japanese girl jerked and grunted as her pussy was impaled with strap-on. Then the attendant really started giving it to her good, savagely fucking her while holding her head under the surface by a hand entangled in her hair! Emma moaned and bubbled as she was fucked good and hard right there in front of everyone!

Barb couldn’t believe what she was seeing… and how terribly erotic it was!! And all around her there were sexual grunts and moans from the gathered spectators! They were clearly aroused as well and she saw hands inside trousers and hands under skirts! Hell, one girl was rocking from the guy behind her who was obviously giving it to her right there, appearing oblivious to the patrons standing around them!!

Emma cried out in a flurry of bubbles, causing Monique to yank her head up out of the water. The poor thing gasped weakly for breath, quietly begging that she’d had enough. But the attendant fucking her in the tank was not about to be merciful now!

“Is this the way you wanted those cocks to treat you, hun?” she gleefully hissed into Emma’s ear, the loudspeakers carrying her words out into the audience. “Ready to go out with a bang? You should thank Mistress for her kindness and generosity in allowing you to cum and drown for her!” Then Monique cruelly pushed Emma’s head back down below the surface, pounding her good and hard from behind!

Emma cried out, her eyes starting to roll once more. It was evident to one at all she was cumming again. But no one saw Mistress Chastity smile and nod her head as she continued touching herself.

Monique slipped below the surface, pounding Emma’s pussy just as hard as she could. A moment later the Japanese girl gurgled and shuddered. Her eyes flew open in horror… and then she was bucking and jerking and coughing up bubbles… and moaning and crying out at the same time.

“Oh bloody hell; she’s cumming and drowning!” Dorothy gasped in utter disbelief. Barb simply couldn’t believe it!! Emma was thrashing about in the tank now, her body instinctively fighting the flow of water that was surely rushing into her lungs!

Monique stayed under the whole time, holding her breath as she brutally pounded that poor girl. It looked for all the world as though she was fucking the air right out of Emma’s lungs!! That’s when Mistress Chastity let out a clipped cry, gasping loudly and then sighing amidst the cries and moans of the people gathered all around her.

Monique rose to the surface and gasped for breath. But this time she kept Emma’s head underwater. She reached around to grope the Japanese girl’s small breasts, lovingly fondling and massaging them. Emma simply stared unblinkingly, her eyes all glazed over as stray bubbles slipped out past her parted lips. Muscles occasionally twitched on her naked body but there was no indication of life in that five foot frame.

“SPLENDID!” Mistress Chastity declared, suddenly rising up and applauding. Everyone around her broke out in cheers and applause as well. “A big hand for Monique, ladies and gentlemen!!” she gestured grandly. “She gave it her all so that Emma could give it her all for us!!”

Monique slipped under the surface, bowing and blowing bubbles as she held onto the lifeless body of the Japanese girl. Emma stared tiredly as though unseeing. Dorothy shuddered, thankful she had not cum for fear of screaming out her release and embarrassing herself. Barb realized she was wet as hell… wet and ashamed that a drowning girl had made her feel this way.

“Show’s over!” Lydia gasped appreciatively. Then she grinned at them “Tell me, girls; was it everything you two had hoped for?”

“I don’t know, love,” Dorothy gasped, visibly shaken. Barb didn’t know what to say. Then she happened to glance at that girl in the Impalement Cross.

If anything Whitney’s face was ashen as she wriggled and grunted. It was as though she was fully anticipating her turn would soon be arriving. Barb was torn; she dearly wanted to see it… and yet she wasn’t sure if she really did or not!!

“Let’s get you two girls to work, shall we?” Lydia told them. “We’ll start you out by serving drinks in the lounge. That should let the guys know there are a couple of hot pieces of ass available for fucking!” She sounded enthusiastic… as though she couldn’t wait to see them being put through their paces!

Barb took one last look at Monique who was now playing with Emma’s drowned body; pushing it this way and that, giving it a good fingering and then pulling it to the bottom of the tank and molesting it. She shuddered, ashamed at how wet she was. Then she and Dorothy allowed Lydia to lead them away as the crowd started to disperse…

(written for Barb and Dorothy Dec 12 ’13 by riwa)
 
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