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A Night to Remember (at the Snuff Club)

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Chapter 1 - The poker game

I never expected it to end for the two women the way it did. But then I’m not always privy to everything that goes on within the walls of the Club. Some things I find out after the fact. Although I might be part owner, Mistress Chastity still pretty much runs the place… although I do think she’s grooming me for the day I’ll be running it by myself.

Carmen and Sophia, a businesswoman/Mistress and her secretary/submissive, had been in the Club on several occasions, most notably up onstage the night Aravanna lost her head. I did see them while I was snuffing little Lexi up in the drowning tank. But usually I noticed them at one of the gaming tables. Sophia would dutifully stand near her Mistress in her secretarial garb like a well-trained puppy.

The dark-haired Latina usually made it a point to verbalize what she was going to do to the French girl in no uncertain terms should she win or lose. Sophia always reacted with just the right amount of alarm. That was something I suspect Carmen relished… which was probably why she verbally abused her in the first place. Afterwards they would disappear into either a sex or snuff room.

Sometimes I went up to Chastity’s luxury box to look in on their playtime through our video monitoring system. Many times Mistress and I watched Carmen tie up her submissive and then pound the shit out of her cunt with a strap-on. More than once we watched as the dark-haired Latina deprived her submissive of air until the poor thing climaxed violently.

Both of them would usually end up orgasming over and over again until they wore each other out. Then they would clean up, get dressed and calmly step back into the casino for a bit more gambling before they left for the night. Their antics usually left Mistress terribly breathless and horribly aroused… which left me with the necessary task of helping get her off through some sort of sexual release that often involved me choking her to some extent.

Chastity often talked about what she would do to the two of them if she ever got her hands on them, especially the French girl. She lusted after them both, vowing that when she was done with them she would see to it their naked bodies would swing side by side. During those times she was like a woman possessed, begging me to fuck the daylights out of her while nearly strangling her to unconsciousness.

As much as she wanted them for a night of sexual gratification, I fully believed Carmen would never give her the chance. The proud Latina was confident, and much too careful to allow herself to fall into Chastity’s sadistic clutches. I had absolutely no idea how wrong I was.

The evening was young that fateful night as I wandered around the Club. But for some reason I couldn’t find Mistress Chastity anywhere. Even Monique was missing, and I searched high and low for the two of them.

For a while I thought they were together down in Chastity’s playroom. Out of curiosity I went down to check. But they weren’t there either. It wasn’t until I asked one of the attendants that I learned they were both at a high-stakes poker game in one of our private rooms.

When I walked into the room she led me to, I could hear the game in progress. The room was larger than I expected, perhaps because there were a lot of people inside. Then I turned and focused my attention on the table near the opposite wall.

Chastity, Carmen and four males sat around the damned thing, my wife acting as dealer. Behind them in nice chairs sat five naked females, including Carmen’s Sophia. None of those women looked like they really wanted to be there. Was it because of the consequences they would suffer if their sponsor was eliminated from the game?


The players at the table did not seem the least bit distracted at the display of naked flesh. I saw several attendants loitering around, a couple of them with a tray of drinks at the ready. The gamblers were quiet other than the bets being placed.

I could tell right away how serious the game was despite the exposed tits being flashed around the room. It was visible not just in the faces of the players. It was also evident in the worried faces of the nude females submissively sitting behind each one. The only player without a female behind her was Mistress Chastity.

For the most part, the players at the table ignored my presence, focusing on the current hand being played. But the five females all turned and looked at me when I entered. All wore virtually the same expression… “Can you get me out of this?” Even Sophia sitting behind Carmen turned and looked at me with an expression of concern etched in her features. Naturally all those exposed breasts caused my cock to stir.

They were in the middle of something serious when I heard one of the males mockingly ask, “You sure you want to risk her on what’s showing, Philly?”

“Better watch your own cards, Houston” was the curt reply. “I call.”

“The bet is to you, sir,” I heard my wife tell someone.

“Yeah, Omaha,” another male voice added. “Put up or shut up.” Apparently the names they were using reflected what cities they were from.

“Manhattan, you New Yorkers think you know everything. Raise you $5,000.”

Carmen just sat quietly. Apparently she was out of this particular hand. But she was watching the other players with some degree of amusement.

The table abruptly went silent as though it had gotten serious again. I heard the woman behind the one named Manhattan quietly gasp, “No, damn you; don’t DO it!” She appeared to be in her early thirties and clearly didn’t like what was going on.

“Shut up, bitch; I’m thinking!” he said to her over his shoulder without looking at her.

Everybody appeared to be focused on the one named Manhattan who seemed quite thoughtful. The naked, 30-something brunette sitting behind him sporting a pair of 38 C’s began to shake her head. She whimpered fearfully as though the situation she found herself in was not what she’d anticipated upon arriving at the Club.

Mistress Chastity didn’t help matters any. She calmly told him, “Go ahead, my dear boy. Personally I think she’ll look hot frying in the chair with those tits of hers jerking and bouncing around. That’s what I’m going to do to her… that is, if someone else doesn’t win our friendly little game tonight.”

She was clearly egging him on as she smiled wickedly at the woman sitting behind him. There were a couple of snickers from the table. The color drained from the poor woman’s face.

The player sitting in front of her going by the moniker of “Manhattan” was clearly being challenged. “Call!” he announced abruptly, taking the bait as he pushed all his chips forward. “All in.”

His woman gasped incredulously, her eyes wide in horror. Her nipples were hard as more players called. Then all the cards were revealed.


Manhattan slumped in astonished defeat. “You LOST ME!” the poor thing behind him wailed. The one named Omaha scooped up the chips, smirking at his good fortune. A moment later the brunette fainted in her chair.

The two attendants were standing nearby as though anticipating just such a reaction. They caught her and held her up before she could fall to the floor. The other ladies looked at her in horror, their eyes wide as they realized one of them was now out of the poker game for good.

“What happens to her now?” Manhattan wanted to know, acting like it wasn’t that big of a loss.

“If there are no objections, she can be whored out,” my wife suggested calmly. “That way you’ll have a chance to earn a little money back until a winner has been declared and she is rightfully claimed.”

“Makes no difference to me,” Manhattan shrugged. “Sarah’s just some married bitch I met over the Internet who wanted to add a little excitement to her otherwise boring marriage.”

“Well, if she wanted some excitement,” Mistress Chastity observed with a cruel smile, “you certainly brought her to the right place.” She was looking right at Carmen when she said it… as though the Latina was the one she really wanted. Carmen’s eyebrows lifted curiously, but otherwise she remained silent.

“Take her away, ladies,” Monique motioned at the two attendants as Sarah started to stir. “Whore her out until we call for her.”

“Yes, ma’am,” one of them answered meekly as they grabbed her by her arms.

As she came around, she started to struggle against them. They were forced to drag her out as she resisted them… “NO! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME! HANK; DON’T LET THEM TAKE ME??!!”

“Guess you should’ve thought of that before you let me bring you to the Club, Sarah!” he called out to her with amusement. Her cry of “NOOOO!” was cut off as the door closed behind her.

Manhattan stood up and sighed. Then he looked around at the remaining players. “Will I get her back?” he asked curiously. “It might be a bit embarrassing if I don’t get her back to her husband, not that it would be any great loss if something happened to that cheating bitch.”

“Possible,” Monique replied with a wry smile. “But I wouldn’t count on it, sir.” Chastity’s eyes just gleamed hungrily.

There were a couple of snickers from the table as my wife motioned for another attendant to come forward. “Please see Mr. Manhattan here is taken care of,” Monique told her. The attendant nodded submissively, putting an arm through his.

“Why thank you, ma’am!” Manhattan told my wife with an appreciative nod. He and his new escort left the room together. Then Monique calmly started shuffling the cards for the next hand as though that had taken care of that.

I wanted to say something, wanted to ask a question or two. But I felt like I shouldn’t interrupt the flow of the game. Then one of the attendants with a tray of drinks came up to me.

I took her aside and quietly whispered into her ear, “What’s going on?”

“$300,000 pot - winner take all,” she whispered back. “That includes all the ladies.”

“The naked ones sitting in the chairs watching the game?”

“No, Mr. Rick,” she said carefully. “I mean ALL of them.”


My eyes popped open in alarm. I almost blurted out “WHAT???” Then I took her tray and set it down on a nearby table before jerking her out the door with me into the hallway so we wouldn’t be heard.

“Whose fucking idea was this?” I hissed at her, not wanting my voice to carry.

“It was Mistress Chastity’s,” she replied quietly. That’s when her demeanor changed. I think she was fearful I might hold her accountable.

“So Carmen and Chastity… their lives are on the line too?”

“Yes, sir,” she admitted, her head lowering.

I could tell by her countenance there was more. “Spill it,” I demanded. A look of fear filled her eyes.

“Everyone had to put up a woman as collateral. Mistress Chastity put up Monique as both dealer and her collateral.”

“She did WHAT?” I gasped incredulously. I was stunned.

“So let me get this straight,” I said to the attendant. “If Mistress Chastity loses, she loses both herself AND my wife to the whims of whoever wins?”

“Yes sir,” she said carefully. “I think she wants…”

I waved her to silence, struggling to keep from being totally infuriated. “I KNOW who she wants!” Then I sighed heavily. There was nothing I could do about it now.

“It’s all right,” I told her, patting her shoulder and trying to set her mind at ease. “Go back inside and carry on.”

“Yes, Mr. Rick,” she nodded, relieved I wasn’t angry with her.

I followed her back inside. I figured I’d better stay close and watch. Besides, it was quite possible my wife and Mistress Chastity were enjoying their final hours together.


The guy from Houston was next to go down. I found out the naked young, black-haired woman sitting behind him was nothing more than a college freshman. It was her misfortune choosing this particular night to get in line outside the Club. I wondered if her curiosity was going to cost her dearly.

Her name was Becky. She was smaller than Sarah, with a nice set of 34 B’s on her chest. Chastity looked her up and down lustfully.

The two attendants who’d taken Sarah away had returned. They now took up a position on either side of her. The poor thing was gasping as though she was going to hyperventilate.

“You have a lovely head, honey,” Mistress Chastity smiled sweetly at her. “If I win I’m going to keep it down in my private suite for a while.”

The college freshman gasped in horror, her eyes getting big as saucers. “Whore the young thing out, ladies,” my wife told the attendants standing on either side of her. “I’ll bet her pussy is nice and tight. She should be a delight to our clients.”

Little Becky whimpered in alarm. But she didn’t put up nearly as much resistance as Sarah had. She probably suspected it would do her no good.

“Sorry about that, honey!” Houston called out to her as they escorted her to the door. “No hard feelings, I hope?”

She looked back at him without saying a word. Her reaction was evident in her horrified expression… “How COULD you?!” Then she was gone.

Houston was given an attendant to play with as a parting gift. The two of them were out the door in short order. Chastity smiled as she acknowledged the remaining players.

“And then there were four,” she said solemnly, looking right at Carmen. The Latina never even batted an eye.


“Would this be a good time for a break?” Monique politely asked everyone. There were nods as the two males got up to stretch their legs.

“Care to back out now?” Mistress smugly asked the Latina sitting across from her. “I see you’re stack of chips is down considerably.

“I don’t think so,” Carmen replied with forced politeness. “Besides, I plan on enjoying depriving the Club of its co-owner and favored executrix once I win.”

“We shall see,” Chastity said with a smile. “If I win, I fully intend to suspend you from the air by your neck… right next to your precious secretary.”

The Latina simply smiled at her as if to say “We’ll SEE about that.” Behind her I heard Sophia gasp anxiously.

Monique stood up and stretched her legs before walking over to me. “Hi, honey,” she said with a smile as she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. “I apologize for not getting word to you sooner. This was sprung on me rather suddenly.”

“Is that so?” I asked irritably, glancing over at Chastity. But she was ignoring me as she helped herself to a drink from one of the attendants.

I figured a game of this nature had taken some time to set up. But I suspected Monique had been roped into it without much advance notice. Chastity was prone to doing things like that, although not all that often.

“I don’t know what’ll happen to me should Mistress lose,” she said softly. “But if I’m to be snuffed, I hope you’ll be there to enjoy it.” I just shook my head, wondering if Chastity was going to succeed in getting my wife killed.


The players all returned to the table. Monique began dealing the next hand. As it turned out, the man from Philadelphia suffered the most.

His chips dwindled until he finally moved the remainder into the middle of the table to call. The 28 year old blonde sitting behind him with the nice rack on her chest gasped anxiously. Her eyes widened in fear over the fateful outcome.

I learned from one of the attendants that her name was Ginger. Apparently she was single. She’d won some sort of contest in her office in Philadelphia to accompany the man she was with.

Her skin was tanned as though she was out in the sun a lot or visited a tanning salon frequently. She looked like she spent a lot of time at the beauty parlor. But her three, fun-filled days of visiting our establishment came to an abrupt end when Chastity’s full house beat Philly’s straight.

Philly stood up and bowed courteously. “Ma’am, you’re one hell of a poker player!”

“Why thank you, my dear boy.”

He checked his watch. “If I leave now I believe I can make my plane back to Philadelphia. If you kind folks will excuse me…” That’s when he nodded at everyone.

“WAIT!” his date blurted out. “You can’t just LEAVE ME??”

“We’ll see you make your flight on time, sir.” Then Monique snapped her fingers at one of the attendants. The woman came over and smiled as she took his arm.

“What about ME??” Ginger gasped, standing in horror as the two attendants stepped on either side of her.

“Oh don’t worry, honey,” Chastity smiled at her, her eyes flashing excitedly. “We’ll take good care of you. I’ve always wondered what a woman named ‘Ginger’ would taste like.”

The blond gasped incredulously. I could tell by the look in her eyes she was wondering if Mistress was referring to something of a sexual encounter. Then Chastity clarified herself.

“I haven’t decided yet whether I want to use barbecue sauce or a teriyaki glaze. But don’t worry, my dear. You’ll be quite dead once the spit on stage is finished with you and I finally get you down to roast.”

Ginger’s eyes snapped open in shock. She let out a cry of horror as the two attendants took her away to be whored out. That left the room with…

“…and then there were three.”

This time it was the guy from Omaha who said it. He smiled as though he believed he was now in the driver’s seat. I could only imagine what he might do to Carmen, Sophia, Chastity and Monique if he ever got his hands on them.



The game ebbed and flowed for the next half hour or so. I learned that the woman sitting behind Omaha was his 27 year old wife Heather. She had dark brown hair that flowed down to her shoulders, her large tits sagging just a little.

As the game went on, she appeared to become less fearful and more excited. I remembered seeing the couple in the Club once or twice before. They hadn’t done anything remarkable or been involved in anything noteworthy. But I did remember seeing them at the Entertainment stage a couple of times. I remembered her because there was always something in her eyes whenever a young woman was snuffed, especially when it involved a hanging.

The ending came unexpectedly. One minute they were bantering good-naturedly. The next I saw a large pile of chips in the table as things suddenly got serious. The three of them just kept raising each other until the pot got disturbingly huge.

“Well ladies,” Omaha said with a hint of a smile as he moved all of his remaining chips into the middle of the table with the others. “Let’s see how serious everyone is, shall we?” His wife gasped anxiously behind him.

He turned and looked questioningly at Carmen. The Latina never even batted an eyelash. “Is it time?” she asked softly, eyeing the pot in front of her. “Is this the one that decides everything?”

She gave both Omaha and Mistress Chastity a serious look. Then she slowly pushed all her remaining chips into the pot. “Call,” she said quietly, staring right at Mistress with a perfect poker face.

Chastity looked at the pot and then at her two opponents. Omaha looked at her as though expecting her to push all of hers in as well. Carmen gave her a domineering look, Mistress to Mistress.

Chastity sighed before slowly moving all her chips forward into the pot. That elicited gasps from all around the room. Even stoic Monique’s eyes widened at the move.

“I’ve never been one to back down,” Mistress said calmly. “I’m in.”

Omaha was visibly impressed. Then a big smile broke out all over his face as he leaned forward and revealed his hand. “Full house, ladies… jacks over eights.”

He smiled at Carmen. Behind him Heather inhaled sharply. She must have wondered if her husband did indeed have the winning hand.

I sat there breathless as I watched from my chair. Had Chastity bitten off more than she could chew? Was she about to take my wife down with her??

Without saying a word, the Latina flipped her cards over, revealing a queen high flush. Omaha gasped before leaning back in his chair. “Damn!” he sighed.

Behind him his wife blurted out, “Honey?!” Her chest started to rise and fall as she stared in disbelief at the cards on the table. She’d gone from victor to condemned in a manner of seconds.

Her eyes grew big in shock. I had no doubt the Latina was going to thoroughly enjoy snuffing her. Then Carmen calmly looked Mistress in the eye.

I saw Chastity’s eyes open in surprise. ‘Gawd; she’s lost!’ I thought as I got a sick feeling in the pit of my gut. I was about to be in the market for a new wife.

“Did I startle you, Mistress?” Carmen asked Chastity, finally permitting herself a satisfied little smirk. “Didn’t expect that, did you? Shall I let you in on the fate I have planned for you and your little slut dealer here?”

She motioned at Monique for emphasis. But somehow my wife kept her cool.

“If you wish,” Chastity sighed in resignation. “A flush is certainly hard to beat…”

She paused dramatically. I felt my heart hammering in my chest. Then she finished with “…unless one happens to hold a STRAIGHT flush.”

She revealed her hand as her eyes gleamed with lustful excitement. There was an even louder gasp from everyone in the room at the run her cards now displayed. “Gawd!” Monique gasped, unable to hold back her astonishment.

Several attendants murmured in shock and awe. “Ohmygawd!” Heather gasped in horror, her eyes wide over who now controlled her fate.


“You BITCH!” Carmen gasped in shock, the color draining from her face. Behind her Sophia squawked in alarm, her eyes wide.

Omaha just shook his head and chuckled. “Screwed by a couple of bitches,” he said with amusement. “I suppose that’s poetic justice. You ladies really got me good.”

He didn’t seem all that upset as he turned to look at his wife sitting behind him. “Honey, it looks like you belong to this one now.” Then he motioned toward Chastity.

Two attendants moved protectively on either side of both her and Sophia as Mistress stood up. Heather stood up as well. She started to fidget nervously as though debating whether or not she should try to make a run for it.

She brought a hand up to her chest as though trying to slow the wild beating of her heart. Then she gulped as Mistress looked hungrily at her. “I’ll get to you two in a minute,” Chastity smiled at a very alarmed Carmen, briefly acknowledging Sophia behind her. “I just have to deal with this other one first.”

She walked over to Heather who was trembling noticeably between the two attendants. “Fate saved the best for last, my pretty,” she cooed at her, running a hand over her naked body. The 27 year old whimpered. But somehow she managed to hold her ground.

“My, but you’re shaking like a leaf!” Mistress chuckled as she reached out and gently caressed Heather’s quivering breasts. The young woman moaned softly, her nipples hard and pointed as Chastity fingered them.

Mistress smiled at her. “You seem a little excited by all this. Is that true? Are you excited, my pretty?” Heather winced and moaned again, glancing helplessly at her husband who said nothing.

“I have something special planned for you, my dear girl,” Chastity breathed into her ear, loud enough for me to hear as she continued to fondle her. “I’m going to save you for last, baby. I’m going to let you watch me snuff the other three up on stage. Then I’m going to bring you up and introduce you to the gallows. What do you think about that?”

Heathers eyes opened wide as she started to writhe a little. “You mean you’re going to h-hang me??”

“That’s right, my pretty,” Chastity purred at her.

She reached down to finger her cunt. “Damn, honey; you’re wet down here! Does the idea of hanging fill you with a certain excitement?”

Heather moaned again as her husband looked on. He was helpless to intervene now that he’d lost his wife. “You c-can’t H-HANG me??!!” she gasped in horror, her body trembling like mad. “I can’t… I’m not… you can’t…”

“Would you like me to whore you out first, baby?” Chastity giggled at her. “Would you like to be fucked by a parade of strange cocks before you take the stage?”

Heather inhaled sharply, gasping madly for breath. She turned toward her husband. He just shrugged his shoulders as though it was out of his hands.

Her eyes bugged out. I thought for sure she was going to faint. “Take her to a sex room and whore the pretty young thing out,” Mistress told the attendants on either side of her. “I’ll contact you when it’s time to bring her back to the Entertainment stage so we can snuff her sweet ass.”

“Yes, Mistress,” they said in unison.

For a second I thought Heather was going to collapse in their arms. “You’re going to look great dancing on air,” Chastity told the poor woman. “I can’t wait to see you hang. Now run along” and she waved her hand as though to shoo the three along. “I want you thoroughly fucked before you swing for me. Trust me, baby; you’re going to love it when the noose seduces that slender neck of yours. Honey, you look like you were made to dance!”

“But I… but… I, uh…” Heather whimpered as the two attendants escorted her out the door.

With a snap of her fingers another attendant moved to Omaha’s side. “Enjoy yourself, my dear boy,” she told him. “I’ll make sure you don’t miss anything when it’s time to hang your lovely wife.”

He nodded, appearing somewhat dazed by the whole thing. But he allowed the attendant to escort him out of the room.

My wife, an additional attendant and I remained as Mistress turned to face Carmen and Sophia with her two escorts standing on either side of the seated woman. Both women were visibly alarmed at how the situation had changed. Chastity just chuckled, now that she had them in her clutches.

She told them, “I think I need to give Omaha’s dear wife some time to enjoy some cock, ladies. I think we can find something to do in the meantime, don’t you?” Then she turned in my direction.

“Stick around, my dear boy. You might as well stay and enjoy yourself. After all, with these two sluts there should be plenty to go around.” Then she cheerfully motioned in the direction of her two new possessions.

“Bitch,” Carmen muttered softly, causing Mistress to stride over to her and slap her face hard.

“What was that?” she asked angrily. “Speak louder, bitch; I didn’t hear you!”

“Nothing, Mistress,” Carmen said quietly, bowing submissively. “I lost. Therefore I must submit myself and my secretary to your wishes.”

Sophia gasped aloud, looking horrified at what her Mistress had just said. All it took was a glare from Carmen to cause her to quickly lower her head submissively. “I am yours to do with as you please, Mistress,” she humbly remarked to Chastity.

“Much better,” Mistress Chastity said to them both.

She smiled evilly as she excitedly rubbed her hands together. “This is going to be a night to remember! But since we’ve got a little time to spare to get better acquainted, I think we should get things started, don’t you?” Both women kept their heads bowed. But I could tell they were both trembling noticeably.

2010; 2019 (written Feb 13 ’10; ed. Oct 10 ‘19 by riwa)

Coming soon. Chapter 2


A night to remember 2: The preliminaries

I was about to leave when Chastity motioned for me to stay. “Stick around, my dear boy,” she told me with an amused little smile. “I think you’re going to enjoy this.” Then she motioned for Monique and the three attendants in the room to stick around as well as their services might be required.

“Someone here is a little overdressed,” Mistress observed with a wry grin as she looked at Carmen. Then she motioned toward the Latina’s submissive. “Sophia, would you be so kind as to do the honors?”

The French woman looked at Chastity and nodded carefully with the faintest hint of a smile. Then she started to undress her Mistress. “Slowly,” Chastity reminded her. “…very slowly, my dear. I’m sure you’ve done this before. Take your time, honey; I wish to observe.” Carmen looked at Mistress in alarm as though this wasn’t something she wanted the co-owner of the Club to witness.

Sophia carefully removed each article of her Mistress’ clothing. Her movements were slow and deliberate. It was obvious she’d done this many times before, especially since Carmen’s breathing became heavy and labored.

As we watched her, I saw her face get red at the knowledge we were all observing. She finally ended up naked. Her cleanly-shaved pussy glistened with arousal as she stood there trembling.

“Very good, my dear,” Mistress observed. I could tell the co-owner of the Club was greatly aroused as well. “Now tell me: what usually happens at this point?”

Carmen gave Sophia a look as if to say, “Don’t you dare utter a word!” But it was a futile gesture.

“Mistress usually makes me lick and suck her tits,” Sophia said quietly, having a hard time looking Carmen in the eye. “Then she forces me to kneel and lick her to orgasm.”

“What a splendid idea!” Chastity gushed. Then she motioned for Carmen to get to work with the words, “Well, bitch? Let’s see you do it for a change!”

The Latina was incredulous. “You want ME to get HER off??”

In response Mistress looked at my wife. She angrily snapped her fingers before pointing at the cabinet in the corner. Monique instantly strode over.

She began rummaging around inside as though knowing exactly what Chastity wanted. Carmen gulped nervously, suspecting she’d just overstepped her bounds. “She’s gonna get it now,” the small attendant standing next to me murmured knowingly. “I’m glad it’s not me.”

Monique came back with two items. The first was a length of rope which she handed to the other two attendants. They quickly crossed Carmen’s arms behind her back where they proceeded to bind them rather roughly over each other hand to elbow. But what made the Latina go pale was when she saw the cat o’ nine tails in my wife’s hand.

The attendants stepped away when they were done, leaving Carmen panting heavily. Chastity held up two fingers in my wife’s direction. A moment later Carmen winced as the tails whizzed through the air, landing twice against her tight ass and causing her to cry out.

“Let’s try this again, shall we?” Mistress said with a wicked smile as she motioned for the Latina to step forward.


Carmen stepped up to her naked submissive who was standing there quivering with anticipation. She leaned forward and began to kiss and lick Sophia’s erect nipples. “Slowly!” Chastity demanded. “You know how it’s supposed to be done, bitch!”

With barely a perceptible nod at Monique, the Latina got another lash against her ass. It caused her to jerk and cry out. My cock got hard watching Carmen’s humiliation.

She was forced to lovingly lick and suck on Sophia’s tits until she had her submissive squirming around while whimpering softly. I could tell the Latina was embarrassed as hell. But I could also tell by the way her pussy was dripping that she was suffering through an equally shameful arousal at being forced to pleasure her submissive.

“Much better,” Chastity nodded approvingly at Carmen. “It feels quite different when the shoe’s on the other foot; doesn’t it, bitch! Now get on your knees and get her off the way she gets you off. Better do it right, bitch, or your ass is going to be quite sore when I snuff you later.”

Both Carmen and Sophia gasped in alarm. The Latina hesitated too long. Chastity gave my wife a nod, causing the tails to fly again.

Carmen let out a yelp of pain. But it successfully forced her down onto her knees. “Now let’s see how well that tongue of yours works, bitch,” Chastity told her with a cruel laugh.

Carmen appeared to be embarrassed as hell. But she hobbled forward into a kneeling position in front of the French woman. Then she stuck her face into Sophia’s crotch and went to work with her tongue.

It wasn’t long until she had her submissive whimpering and moaning. The French girl writhed from the sexual contact as though she had to pee or something. It was erotic as hell to watch.

Mistress Chastity was clearly aroused at the spectacle. She started taunting her fellow Mistress while making demands. “Lick that slit, bitch! Make her squirm! C’mon, bitch! Deep down I know you’re a fucking whore at heart!”

The proud Latina was reduced to moans and whimpers as she was forced to eat out her submissive. Every now and then Chastity would cruelly nod at Monique. My wife was only too happy to administer another lash with the tails.

Carmen cried out upon contact, whimpering from the blow. But the higher pitched mewling sounds coming from Sophia told me she was bringing the French girl closer to orgasm. “Very nice,” Chastity observed.

Mistress surprised me by grabbing Carmen by the hair, abruptly pulling her away from Sophia’s crotch. “On your knees, slut!” she told the French girl. Then she snapped her fingers again.

One of the attendants quickly moved toward the cabinet in the corner. That’s when Chastity grabbed Sophia, pulling her head back by her hair. She laughed cruelly as she told her, “Surely you didn’t think I was going to let you cum, did you?”

Sophia moaned in agony as the attendant came back with more rope. The French girl quickly had her arms bound behind her back just like her Mistress. Chastity soon had them both kneeling side by side.


“Over here, my dear boy,” she motioned, waving me to join her. “I can tell from here that you need a release right about now. As you know, I’m a strong opponent of leaving a man with blue balls. So let’s put the slut and the whore to good use, shall we?”

“You WOULDN’T!” Carmen gasped in horror. “We’ve never taken cock before!”

“Is that so?” Chastity asked, her eyebrows rising with amusement. “Then tonight should indeed be a night to remember for the both of you… not that you’ll live long enough to share your memories with anyone.” Both of them looked up at her in horror.

“I’m nothing if not merciful,” Chastity said sympathetically at the two of them. “We’ll be gentle on you both to start. Now come on over here, my dear boy,” she said as she motioned at me. “Don’t be shy.”

I walked over, wondering what she had in mind. Chastity chuckled at them as she made a show of unzipping my fly. Then she pulled my pants down, revealing my hard, throbbing member to the two kneeling women.

“I think I’ll allow you both to work on your first cock together,” Mistress said with a cruel smile. “Better do a good job, bitches. Failure could turn out to be quite… painful.”

With a nod at my wife, the tails flew once and then once again. Each kneeling woman was given a swat on their behind. Carmen and Sophia whimpered as they quickly went to work.

They started out by licking my cock and balls. Then they combined to run their mouths up and down on either side of my shaft. Chastity watched eagerly, but her cruel streak had been brought to the fore.

She kept giving furtive nods to Monique. My wife was only too happy to administer the lash. Both women yipped as the blows struck tender flesh, encouraging them to redouble their efforts.

Sophia was first to take my cock into her mouth. She gulped it down, bobbing her head up and down on it as Carmen licked and sucked on my balls. “Deeper, slut!” Chastity laughed, cruelly pushing down on her head and forcing the French woman to gag on my dick. “Put some effort into it, honey, or I’ll make you choke on it.”

I could tell Mistress was thoroughly enjoying herself. Her eyes had that familiar look of sadistic lust. Her breathing was heavy and labored.

My wife appeared to be equally excited. She smiled at me as though acknowledging the pleasure I was receiving. But she seemed to be getting pleasure of her own by swinging the tails whenever Chastity nodded at her.

“That’s enough!” Mistress declared, pulling Sophia off my cock. “Let’s see how the whore sucks now.”

She grabbed Carmen by a handful of hair. Then she impaled her mouth with my dick. “Suck it, bitch!” she demanded, enjoying forcing the woman to take my cock deep down her throat.

The Latina gagged a little. But I was surprised at how easily she took my cock without choking too much. If she hadn’t taken a cock before, she must certainly have had some experience with a dildo or some other rubber toy.

Chastity wickedly forced her head down. My throbbing member was buried in her mouth up to my balls. Amazingly she took it with a minimum amount of gagging.

“That’s a good whore,” Mistress chuckled at her. “You seem to like it, bitch. It’s a pity you haven’t taken more cock until now. Perhaps I can rectify that omission in your training before the night is over. I’m sure I can find a few gentlemen in our casino who’d love to give you some cock training in all three of those slutty holes of yours.”

“You too, honey,” she giggled at Sophia, grabbing her by a handful of hair and shaking her head. Both women whimpered in alarm. Their pleasant evening in the Club had taken an ominous turn for the worse.


Back and forth they went, taking turns sucking my dick. Mistress took great delight in taunting them. She enjoyed shoving their heads down hard onto my cock until their lips were brushing against my balls.

Both of them grunted and gurgled whenever they had a mouthful of cock. I stayed erect the entire time. My wife’s occasional application of the tails motivated them to continue doing a good job.

Carmen seemed the more humiliated of the two. I figured it was because she’d lost control of her role as Mistress. Her nipples were hard, protruding out of her proud breasts. I think she was more aroused than she wanted to let on.

Sophia, on the other hand, slipped into her role much more smoothly. Perhaps it was because she was already used to being a submissive. She seemed to take to my cock with enthusiasm.

I think she wanted me to feel pleasure. But that might not have been the full story. Perhaps it was Monique’s swinging of the tails that helped keep her fully motivated.

It wasn’t much longer until I felt it swell within me. I gasped as I started to stiffen. Mistress was watching like a hawk.

She grabbed both heads by a handful of hair. She pulled them back a little before mashing them side by side within easy reach. “Cover their slut faces, my dear boy,” she urged me. “They’re nothing more than a couple of whores to me now, to serve at my pleasure before I snuff them both.”

Both women stiffened at her words. Would they ever get used to her threats and taunts? A moment later I let fly with a spurt that splattered Carmen’s face.

“Coat ‘em both, my dear boy,” Chastity urged me. “Don’t hold back.”

I splattered Sophia next. Then I went back and forth between them. Mistress shoved both heads forward so that my cock was rubbing back and forth over each one’s face.

“Cover those faces, honey,” she told me gleefully. “They’re nothing but a couple of whores now.”

Carmen was more embarrassed about it than her French submissive. Naturally I made sure she got the brunt of my seed. She was red-faced and indignant. But her erect nipples betrayed her arousal.

Sophia, on the other hand, was a bit more accepting. It didn’t seem to bother her I’d used her for my sexual pleasure. On the contrary, she acted excited over the way I’d used her.

Mistress pulled both heads back to admire my handiwork. “That’s much better,” she observed, inspecting their faces. “Now you two look like a couple of whores.”

Chastity noticed the two attendants standing nearby. Nadia and Felicity had been working at the Club for well over a year. Each had earned her place at these special events. They often served whenever a female needed a little extra security or when a corpse needed to be taken down from the Entertainment stage.

Nadia was a 5’6” blonde haired, blue eyed 29 year old from the Czech Republic, sporting a pair of 34DD’s. Standing next to her was 27 year old Felicity from the Ukraine. At 5’5” she sported the same 34DD chest as her friend, although she had shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes.

Both were lesbians who had come to the Club together. They had served as attendants and had survived to move up in the ranks. That was probably because they were willing to take cocks and lick pussies along the way.

“Come, my pretties,” Mistress motioned for them, indicating they should step in front of the kneeling Carmen and Sophia. “You two have done well tonight. I think you both have earned a little compensation for your services.”


Carmen’s eyes opened wide in dismay. She was beginning to understand the depths of what her humiliation was destined to be. Sophia briefly glanced over at her former mistress with the faintest hint of a smile, but said nothing.

The two attendants smiled at each other. I could tell they were looking forward to their reward. Both of them reached down, lifted up their skirts and then parted their lacy black lingerie.

“LICK!” Mistress ordered her kneeling captives.

With a nod, each one received a lash from Monique’s whip as added incentive. Both women whimpered as they mashed their faces into the crotch in front of them. They began to lick rather aggressively, perhaps to avoid another blow from the cat o’ nine tails.

“You may enjoy yourselves, my pretties,” Chastity told her helpers. Almost as one, Nadia and Felicity grabbed the heads in front of them. Then they jammed them into their crotches hard, humping both faces as they moaned with pleasure.

“Get ‘em off, bitches!” Mistress ordered the two cunt-lickers. “And while we’re at it, allow me to add a little incentive. The first whore to get her girl off gets to avoid a pussy-whipping!”

Carmen and Sophia grunted in alarm before mashing themselves even harder into the crotch in front of them. Both of them groaned and slurped like crazy. It wasn’t long before Nadia and Felicity began writhing and moaning from what surely must have been an enthusiastic, if not forced, response.

It was arousing as hell to watch. Despite the fact I’d cum once already, my cock was stirring again. But the slender 5’ attendant standing next to me with reddish brown hair and a 34A chest gulped nervously as she fidgeted a little.

Sierra preferred males over females. She had not really gotten used to female/female encounters, despite Chastity’s best efforts to break her. I could see the crimson rising in her face, anticipating she might be next.

Nadia popped off first, vigorously humping Sophia’s face as she tipped her head back and gasped with pleasure. I saw the faint flush around her lower neck as she orgasmed. I could tell it was a good one.

It took Felicity another 30 seconds or so before she popped off. It looked like her orgasm was equally impressive. But when Carmen finally pulled away, her face dripping with cum, she saw Chastity eyeing her disapprovingly.

“Oh that will NEVER do,” Mistress observed, sadly shaking her head. “Now stand up, bitch!”

Carmen shakily got to her feet. She appeared pale and nervous as Chastity addressed the two pleasured attendants. “Please bring Sarah back to me. It’s time to get our whored-out ladies ready to be snuffed. I’m sure she’s taken enough cocks by now.”

Both of them nodded obediently. Then they left the room.


Mistress turned toward the attendant standing next to me. “Come on over, little one,” she smiled pleasantly, waving her over. “You’ve been a good girl too. Now it’s time for your reward. C’mon now; don’t be shy.”

Sierra reluctantly walked over to Chastity. She knew it wasn’t wise to refuse her. “Now stand right here, honey,” she motioned right in front of a kneeling Sophia.

“Don’t worry, honey; this one won’t bite… much. She might nip a little. But that’s to be expected.”

Chastity smiled with amusement. The French girl simply waited patiently for the nervous young woman from the Midwest to step forward. As a submissive, she was used to all this.

“As for you…” Mistress said to Carmen. “Spread ‘em, bitch!” That’s when Chastity motioned at the Latina’s legs.

Carmen inhaled anxiously, her body trembling. But she did as she was told. “Now pay attention to your submissive, whore!” Chastity told her. “You might learn something.” Then she turned toward Sophia and told her, “Go ahead, slut. Pleasure the woman.”

Sierra nervously lifted up her skirt before pulling her lacy panties aside. Sophia moved forward and gently nuzzled her head in between the young woman’s legs. That’s when I saw Monique swing the tails up between Carmen’s spread legs. Sierra’s whimper was drowned out by Carmen’s yelp of pain.

“Keep ‘em spread, bitch!” Mistress told her ruthlessly. “Keep ‘em spread and pay attention! At least your submissive knows how to eat pussy!”

For the next several minutes Sierra whimpered and mewled as Sophia gently licked her out. Her face was red with embarrassment. But the French girl seemed to understand her assignment.

She was actually giving her a very loving, seductive licking. It reminded me of a cat lapping milk out of a saucer. In no time at all, the poor attendant was writhing and moaning, struggling not to clench her thighs together.

Carmen was forced to stand with her legs spread. It allowed Monique to give her crotch the whip every few seconds. The Latina yelped and groaned as she was forced to watch.

It was amazing how wet her cunt became. The whip made a bit of a squishing sound as it hit. The sounds in the room were a mixture of groans, pain and pleasure, more than enough to harden me right back up.

“It’s ok, honey,” Mistress gently soothed the trembling attendant. “I know it’s hard for you. But that’s ok. Cum anytime you want, baby; it’s supposed to feel good. But don’t worry if it takes a few extra minutes. This whore over here needs a good pussy-whipping.” She chuckled as she pointed at a whimpering Carmen.

About that time Nadia and Felicity returned. Sarah was being supported between them. The 30-something brunette appeared to have had a rough go of it.

She looked rather bedraggled. Cum matted her hair as it covered parts of her face. It also hung from her tits, and it dripped from her pussy and ass.


As the three came forward to watch Sophia finish up, I saw Sierra stiffen. Her eyes widened at the additional sets of eyes watching her being pleasured. I don’t know whether or not it further embarrassed her. At any rate, she suddenly popped off.

Carmen’s pussy whipping stopped as little Sierra suddenly let out a clipped cry. Her body started to spasm. It appeared as though she couldn’t help humping the face of her cunt-licker.

There was a flush of fluid as Sophia’s face got drenched. The thing that probably embarrassed the attendant more than anything else was the fact she was a squirter. And that seemed to occur whenever her pussy was being licked.

Sierra’s face went beet red, especially since Nadia and Felicity were watching her like a couple of hungry vultures. “There now,” Chastity cooed at her. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Mistress lovingly and sympathetically caressed her face.

The little thing whimpered, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to get her breath back. Chastity had mercy on her by thanking her before telling her she could go and resume her duties. That allowed the petite young woman from the Midwest to bolt for the door and disappear.

Mistress chuckled as she watched her go. Then she turned to look at Sarah. She shook her head in dismay.

“Oh THAT will never do,” she sighed heavily. “We need to get you all cleaned up, honey.” Then she turned to Carmen and Sophia.

“I want you bitches to lick all that cum off her body. I want her looking nice for her Entertainment stage debut. You two can start with her cunt and ass. Now get to work.”

Sophia moved closer. Carman balked. Mistress barked, “NOW, DAMN YOU!”

Carmen fell to her knees, struggling to keep her balance with her arms crossed and bound behind her back like her submissive. Together the two of them knelt around Sarah. Then they started licking her thighs and up into her crotch, collecting every splatter of cream.

“Don’t forget her ass, bitch!” Chastity reminded the Latina. Nadia and Felicity had to help Sarah remain on her feet as Carmen worked herself behind the naked woman and began tonguing her anus.

As the two bound women licked her naked flesh, Sarah began to moan and writhe. Of the four females lost during the poker game, she had been the most defiant. But she was in no position to be defiant now. With Sophia licking out her cum-soaked twat, she was too busy trying to keep her feet underneath her as she softly whimpered.

“Better lay her down, my pretties,” Chastity observed. “I’m not sure she’ll be able to stand much longer.”

Nadia and Felicity helped Sarah lie down on the carpeted floor. It allowed Carmen and Sophia easier access to her cum-splattered body. Sophia appeared to be throwing herself into it, while Carmen licked a little less enthusiastically.


As the brunette continued to moan and tremble at the sensual assault, the two attendants were sent out to fetch another of the whored-out losers. The college freshmen Becky was retrieved. Carmen and Sophia were forced to clean her cum-covered body with their tongues as well.

Ginger was brought in several minutes later. Then Heather was rounded up as well. Carmen and Sophia were forced to clean them all with their tongues before it was all over.

When they were finished, the four whored-out women were allowed to sit and compose themselves. Carmen and Sophia were granted a breather. Sarah seemed the most indignant at her treatment, while Heather seemed to glow with some sort of sexual satisfaction.

Ginger and Becky were understandably nervous. They seemed unsure what was going to happen to them next. It didn’t help matters the way Monique stood nearby with the whip in her hand.

“Well, ladies,” Chastity said as she clapped her hands together, excitement in her voice. “Now that you’ve all been whored out, I think it’s time we pay a visit to the Entertainment stage, don’t you?” Her eyes gleamed hungrily; she was clearly looking forward to this.

“You’re not really planning on KILLING us, are you?” Ginger gasped in alarm. “But I thought… I thought that was all just talk!”

“Oh no, my dear,” Chastity told her with the smile of a crocodile. “Your man lost you in a game of poker. You’re mine to do with as I see fit. And I fully intend to snuff you. Afterwards, I might take a couple of your bodies down and put them on display so the folks can see them for months to come. But don’t worry, honey. I plan on feasting on your roasted flesh once you’re gone.”

Ginger was horrified. “You can’t eat me, can you?? I won a contest! I thought… I thought this place was… you can’t DO this to me!”

“Afraid I can, my dear,” Chastity replied sympathetically.

Sarah abruptly stood up. “Oh, HELL no!” she blurted out. “I’m not staying here to be killed!”

The two attendants instantly rushed over to her, anticipating trouble. Chastity just smiled at her while shaking her head. “I’m afraid you don’t have any choice in the matter, honey.”

Nadia and Felicity instinctively took up positions on either side of her. When she started to make a move, they grabbed her arms. That’s when she started to put up a struggle.


“Now that wasn’t very smart,” Chastity observed, shaking her head.


Sarah struggled in their grasp. But Nadia and Felicity had a good grip on her. They weren’t about to let go as they weren’t interested in dying in her place.

Chastity shook her head again. “I don’t think you understand. Your husband lost you fair and square in a game of poker. You’re not calling anyone. Besides, it wouldn’t do any good.”


“This isn’t prison, bitch!” Chastity said coldly, her anger starting to bleed through. “You don’t have any rights here. I told you you’re not allowed to make any calls.”


“Don’t worry,” Chastity responded, her eyes narrowing. “We’ll send your husband a recording of your execution so he can enjoy it for many years to come. Besides, I don’t think he’s going to mind if I snuff his cheating wife.”

“YOU BITCH! I’M SUING EVERY ONE OF YOU FUCKING – HEY! WILL YOU TWO BITCHES LET GO OF ME??” But the two attendants held on tightly to their squirming charge.

“Shut her up!” Mistress demanded angrily. “I’ve had enough of her bluster!”


With a snap of Chastity’s fingers, my wife was sent rushing to the cabinet in the corner. She returned with a large pecker-gag. But she had to work to force it into Sarah’s mouth.

The indignant brunette furiously shook her head back and forth. But it was no use. It wasn’t long until Sarah was grunting angrily, the gag in her mouth effectively preventing her from communicating intelligibly.


As though anticipating the request, Monique returned to the cabinet once again. This time she retrieved several lengths of rope. At the same time Nadia and Felicity manhandled a struggling Sarah over to an empty section of the room where they tied her wrists to a couple lengths of rope.

There were eyebolts up in the ceiling that the ropes were successfully threaded through. Sarah was left with her arms stretched upward and outward. Eyebolts embedded in the floor were folded upward and used to thread more rope through until Sarah’s ankles were also secured, leaving the brunette spread-eagled and grunting indignantly.

Every eye was on her, especially the whored-out girls who were watching in horror. Carmen and Sophia watched quietly, believing their fate would be just as bad should they put up a fuss. My cock was hard again as I watched the proceedings, knowing full well what Sarah was about to receive.

Chastity calmly walked over to Monique and took the cat o’ nine tails from her. Then she walked back and draped the thing all over Sarah’s chest and tits, allowing her to feel the little lengths of soft leather. “Do I have your attention now?” she cooed softly at her.

Sarah’s eyes went wide in horror. She nodded submissively, grunting in alarm. “Sometimes a woman needs a little pain to bring her around to my way of thinking,” Chastity murmured at her.

Mistress continued to run the whip’s tails all over the woman’s naked, trembling flesh. Then she casually walked behind her. “Are you coming around to my way of thinking, baby?” she asked with a hint of amusement.

The flogger suddenly came up hard between Sarah’s legs, making full contact with her pussy and clit. She screamed into her pecker-gag as she winced in pain. The whip swung again, coming in contact with her well-rounded ass.

There was another muffled scream. Then Mistress came around in front of her. This time she allowed the tails to brush her naked, quivering breasts.

“I’m putting you in the chair, baby, and I’m filling your holes.” Then Mistress swung the tails up into her crotch. Sarah let out another muffled scream as her body jerked.

The poor thing whimpered and moaned. No one said a word. All eyes were on Chastity and her spread-eagled captive.

“I’m putting a big one right in here,” Chastity explained, thrusting fingers hard into Sarah’s cunt. The brunette winced and moaned. Right away I could tell how wet she was from her fear and arousal.

Mistress casually walked behind her. “I’m also shoving a big one right up HERE!” She emphasized her words by thrusting her fingers hard into Sarah’s anus.

The bound woman screamed into her gag, her body stiffening again. I could see little beads of sweat forming all over the foolish woman’s skin. Chastity always did like to break the defiant ones before enjoying snuffing them.


“Wanna feel ‘em, bitch?” Mistress cooed softly at her. “Would you like a taste?” Then she snapped her fingers again.

Nadia and Felicity immediately scooted over to the cabinet. Together they rummaged around inside. I had a good idea what they were searching for.

“I intend to fry you in the chair, baby,” Chastity purred at Sarah. “I intend to hook you up and watch you take the juice. I was going to be somewhat merciful about it. But I see you want more. Ok, baby; you’ve talked me into it.”

Sarah sniffled as she anxiously shook her head. She moaned helplessly, her eyes wide as a tear streamed down her cheek. But it was too late. She’d unleased the sadistic side of the Club’s co-owner.

“You’re going to be up onstage the whole time,” Mistress purred at her, running a hand over her breasts. “You’re going to be hooked up and in constant agony while I deal with these other pretties here. The last one to die gets to watch the other three die before her.”

Sarah moaned weakly as she shook her head. I think she was finally starting to understand just how screwed she really was. Then with a wave, Chastity invited Nadia and Felicity over.

Both were wearing strap-ons. But they were somewhat different from what I was used to seeing. There was a lot of black rubber protecting the two women. But the phalluses themselves looked to be made of a metallic substance.

“Ladies?” Chastity motioned, stepping out of the way as the two moved in front of and behind a whimpering, trembling Sarah. Then she chuckled at the poor woman. “This should give you a good taste, baby.”

The brunette cried out as Nadia thrust the metallic cock inside her cunt. Then she cried out again as Felicity pushed hers into her anus from behind. Almost immediately she began shaking her head, begging them to call it off.

“Those two metal cocks are electrified, baby,” Mistress purred into her ear, loud enough for the rest of us to hear. “Naturally there’s not a lot of juice inside them. But there’s just enough to give you a nice jolt, especially when those two cocks are barely separated by the membrane inside you. Imagine how much better that’s going to feel when you’re hooked into the chair and you get 100 times worse.”

All of the sudden Sarah let out a muffled cry of pain. “Fuck the bitch!” Chastity told her attendants. Then she walked away as Nadia and Felicity started thrusting hard into her holes.

Sarah started crying out into her pecker-gag, her body writhing. The two attendants looked like they were enjoying themselves. Chastity chose to ignore the erotic torture as she came over to the rest of the whored-out women.

“Am I going to have a problem with any of you other bitches?” She looked at each one and then at Carmen and Sophia as though torturing someone else would be no big deal. Sarah’s muffled screams helped drive the point home as no one said a word.

“Good,” Mistress Chastity said with a smile. “After the preliminaries are over in here, we’ll be visiting the Entertainment stage for some fine snuff entertainment. Are there any questions?”

2010; 2019 (written Feb 27 ’10; ed. Nov 7 ‘19 by riwa)

Coming soon. Chapter 3


A night to remember 3: Snuff sluts on stage

Sarah was in a shambles by the time Nadia and Felicity were done with her. She was untied and left sitting in a chair, the pecker-gag still filling her mouth as her arms were tied behind her back. By then Mistress had sent Monique out to prepare the stage, instructing her to get some extra large probes for the foolish 30-something brunette.

Becky and Ginger had been numbed into silence by what Chastity had told them would be their fate. Perhaps they hoped it was all an elaborate prank or joke. But if they’d already seen the Entertainment stage, then they had to suspect Mistress was being serious. Carmen and Sophia were quiet, no doubt contemplating what would be done to them now that Chastity had won them in a game of cards.

It was Heather who broke the silence. “Mistress?” she asked nervously. “Is it true you intend to hang me?”

Chastity smiled as she came over to her and lovingly caressed her face. “That’s right, honey,” she cooed at her. “I’m saving you for the gallows. I just know you’re going to put on a sexy dance for our clients… and especially for your husband.”

Heather gulped nervously. Then she surprised us with her request. “May I dress for the occasion, Mistress? I wish to look my best.”

“What would you like to wear, honey?”

“Something sexy,” she gulped nervously. “Fishnet stockings, heels and a garter?”

“You must have read my mind,” Mistress smiled warmly at her. “You naughty girl. You’re going to have me all worked up. That’s just the attitude I like from my girls.” Then Chastity gave her a soft, lingering kiss, leaving them both a little breathless.

Mistress instructed Nadia to take her out and get her properly attired before bringing her to the stage. Then she told her to send a couple more attendants in to help escort the remaining women out. Nadia nodded, took Heather by the arm and then led her away.

A minute later two attendants came into the room. That’s when Chastity addressed the others. “I’m not going to have any trouble with of any of you ladies, right? There are worse things I can do to you than what awaits you up on stage.”

Carmen and Sophia were quietly subdued. They appeared to have accepted their fate. Ginger and Becky were frightened into submission. I figured the only problem might be Sarah.

“My dear boy,” Chastity said as she snuggled up to me. “Would you be a dear and lead us all around the Club? I’d like to give these ladies one last tour before I snuff them.”

“Certainly, Mistress,” I said with a smile. I was about to witness four executions, and I’d become quite excited about it.

I stepped out of the room. One of the attendants followed me out with Ginger and Becky in tow. Next came Sarah, with Felicity right next to her in case her services were needed. Behind them Mistress led Carmen and Sophia, with the last attendant bringing up the rear.


I took the long way around. I knew how much Mistress liked to humiliate her charges. Parading them naked throughout the casino usually did the trick rather nicely.

Our little parade gave Nadia a chance to catch up to us. She had a properly adorned Heather in her black heels, fishnet stockings and garter. The duo dutifully stepped into line at the back of our procession.

Eventually I led them toward the Entertainment stage. The red glow in the ceiling announced to everyone in the Club that females were about to be slaughtered onstage. It never ceased to amaze me how some folks were interested in watching someone being executed, especially an attractive looking female. But I was just as bad as the next person.

I became more excited as we drew nearer. A large crowd had gathered as we paraded into the area. It was an enthusiastic group of spectators.

My wife had already moved the implements of execution toward the front of the stage except for the drowning tank. I led the procession toward the edge of the stage. Then I stepped out of the way to allow Chastity to line up her charges in a row before stepping up onto the platform to address our valued customers.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’m in such a good mood tonight! For me, this is turning into a night to remember. You see, I was fortunate to win a very important game of poker a short time ago with some very fine opponents. Not only was each player required to put up a significant amount of money, each one was also required to put up a female as well.”

“The rules of our game were simple. If you lost your cash, you also lost your woman. As a result, I was the lucky winner of six lovely ladies. Thus, I’ve decided my good fortune is your good fortune. Tonight you get to watch us snuff four of them right here on stage!”

There were cheers and enthusiastic applause. Her group of naked women fidgeted nervously as Sarah grunted in alarm. Nadia and Felicity had taken up positions on either side of her to keep her in line. I didn’t expect her to do anything rash, but it was always better to be prepared.

Ginger and Becky looked as though they were going to faint. Heather didn’t know whether to be frightened or excited. Carmen and Sophia watched quietly. I could tell by the way their chests rose and fell how they were quite anxious about their predicament.

Chastity worked the crowd some more. “Would you like us to snuff some sluts tonight?” They cheered in response.

She beamed with joy as she motioned grandly. “Let’s invite our executrix to come on up and give us a hand. Let’s have a big round of applause for our dear Monique!”

The spectators applauded as my gorgeous wife smiled. She waved at them all as she headed for the steps. She paused long enough to give me a quick peck on the lips before going up onstage.

Mistress greeted her with a lingering kiss. They took hands for a moment. Then Chastity looked down at her charges.

“Our first bitch has been a rather defiant slut. I promised her the ride of her life. By now she’s become quite familiar to some of you fine gentlemen out there. Now she’s about to fry for your amusement. I’m sure her performance will be electrifying. Ladies and gentlemen, sitting in the electric chair I give you… SNUFF SLUT SARAH!”
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