{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"ceb11b46-cfc1-4582-a487-ff98fe3a8be9","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2019-02-18T14:53:04.233Z","title":"The Entertainment - A Sister Story","slug":"the-entertainment-a-sister-story","shortId":"3faHzQji","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"Sarah lives with her brother who tortures and abuses her. He also rents her out. This is her story where she is rented out to a small group of sadists to torture and abuse.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"e133d1db-aa1b-44cf-9e98-5f5d6741698f","title":null,"summary":"The\nEntertainment\n\n\n\n\n\nSarah was kneeling, sucking her brother’s cock. Her hands were\nhandcuffed beh","wordCount":5340,"readTime":27,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

The\nEntertainment

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\nSarah was kneeling, sucking her brother’s cock. Her hands were\nhandcuffed behind her held by rope to her pony tail to pull her arms\nup and her head back. A few wisps of her blonde hair, not in the\nponytail, fell over her cheeks. This position pulled her hands high\nup her back hurting her elbows and shoulders and made it feel like\nshe was pulling her own hair out. Tears were slowly dropping from her\neyes. Her ankles were tied together and her knees hurt. She had been\nsucking him for fifteen minutes and it wasn’t going to end any time\nsoon.

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\nJohn was watching TV. It would be at least a quarter of an hour\nbefore the cartoon finished. This was just something to keep his\nsister occupied. Later he’d rented her out for the night to a\nclient. They got a discount if they returned her unmarked. But if\nthey could afford John’s prices they normally didn’t care about\nthe discount. No permanent marks or damage though.

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\nSarah continued to suck and sob quietly until John finished watching\nhis program. He bent down and pulled her off by her hair

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\nShe squealed with pain.

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\nHe slapped her hard across the face.

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\n“What have I said to you about making noise bitch.”

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\n“Please. No. I’m sorry John. I’m sorry. It’s the amount of\npain.”

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\nHe pushed her over and she fell on her side managing to suppress\nanother scream into a moan as she desperately tried to push her arms\neven further up to avoid pulling her hair out.

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\nHe returned with thin bamboo cane.

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\n“I don’t care about the amount of pain.”

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\nShe looked at him eyes wide with fright.

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\n“You don’t want to mark me John. I’m going out tonight.”

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\nHe pushed her down on her stomach, her head pulled up by the rope\nstill attached to her handcuffs. He brought the thin switch down on\nher ass.

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\n“This won’t mark you bitch. Or not for long.”

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\nHe pulled out a rubber ball from a dismantled ball gag in his pocket.\nShe opened her mouth so he could push it in. She looked scared but\nknew better than to disobey. She bit down on the ball so it would not\ncome out and began to utter a series of suppressed screams as her\nbrother slashed at her ass. \n

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\nHe hit with full force but made sure the stripes remained separate.\nHe didn’t want bruising. He watched her writhe and struggle and\nscream into the ball as the pain from her arms and hair met with the\npain from the cane as she writhed and jerked under the merciless\nbeating. He never ceased to enjoy seeing her writhe and twitch and\nwatch her smooth skin become more and more marked.

\n He restricted himself to about fifteen.

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\n“Perhaps that’ll teach you. If you want to scream you scream for\nthe clients.”

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\nHe undid the rope from her hair and took off her handcuffs. He threw\nthem onto the floor. He put his hand under her chin and she pushed\nthe ball out. He wiped it on his shirt and put it back in his pocket.\nSarah moaned and sniffled..

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\n“Oh shut up. Go and make dinner.” He pushed her with his foot.\nShe rolled over onto her back and then rolled over again to slowly\nget to all fours, crawl a few feet, her hair roots hurt and her ass\nhurt and her elbows and shoulders ached. She climbed to her feet and\nheaded to the kitchen.

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\nAt 9.00pm he dropped her off at the house she was to spend the next\nthree hours at. He watched from the car as she went up the path and\nstairs to the black door and rang the bell. A tall man in his forties\nwith dark hair and a commanding presence answered. He stood back and\nshe stepped in. The door shut. John drove off.

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\n“Welcome Cuntslut,” Tom Forrest said, “you can put your clothes\non the rack.”

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\n“Thank you Sir.” She had been here before. She knew nothing good\nwas ahead.

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\nSarah was wearing only a small black dress. She pulled it over her\nhead and hung it on the coat rack. She was now naked apart from her\nheels.

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\nMr Forrest indicated to go into the living room. Three men and a\nwoman sat on a sofa and some comfy chairs. Mr Forrest walked in\nbehind her.

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\n“Gentlemen,” he said, ignoring the fact that one of them was a\nwoman, “the Entertainment has arrived.” \n

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\nHe guided her into the middle of the room. It had been a different\ngroup of people last time she had been here.

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\n“This is Cuntslut, I’m told that is her name, though I think for\ntonight we’ll just call her Entertainment. Dance for us\nEntertainment.”

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\nThe man used a remote built into his watch to turn on some music and\nSarah began to dance. The guests, a thin old man with liver spots,\nwrinkles and sparse thinned hair, a well built blonde man in his\nthirties and a short, grey haired man in his fifties made a varied\nselection. In addition to these three there was a dark haired woman\nin her forties in an elegant split red dress, matching high heels and\nan expensive ornate necklace that matched her many rings. The guests\nmade comments about Entertainment’s bouncing tits and arse, her\nlegs and her face.

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\n“Why not join her Maureen.”

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\nThe woman put down her drink on her side table and rose to join her.\nShe swayed opposite Sarah for a period while the men chatted and\njoked.

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\n“Give her a hug Maureen. Let’s hear the bitch make some noise.,”\nshouted the short grey haired man.

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\nMaureen drew Sarah into her and gave her a deep kiss. Sarah was not a\nlesbian and hated kissing a woman. Everyone enjoyed the site of her\nobvious unhappiness as she cooperated, letting Maureen’s tongue\nlick and flicker deep in her mouth. Instead of stroking her Maureen\nbegan raking her back with her nails. She pulled her martini tasting\ntongue out of Sarah’s mouth so everyone could hear her gasp as the\nnails scraped lines on her back down to her ass.

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\nDavid, the well built blonde man came in and slashed her ass with a\nshort whip.

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\n“Let’s put her in a circle,” the old man suggested.

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\nEveryone formed a circle around the entertainment who continued to\ndance. She looked nervous. Each of the guests was holding some\nimplement. A whip, a paddle, a switch and soon took random turns to\nhit her.

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\nA whip struck her thigh. She flinched away. A paddle smacked her\nbottom. Her hands moved towards the spot.

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\n“Keep your arms dancing above your head Entertainment.” Forest\nbrought a cane against her calf.

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\nShe moved her hips and bent her legs to keep her body in a semblance\nof dancing while waving her hands around above her head. A belt hit\nacross her midriff, another whip on her other thigh, a cane hit her\nass, some looped wire hit one of her breasts. She didn’t need to\ndance now. Her contortions to each new blow kept her body moving in\ndifferent directions constantly, her cries, flinching, twisting and\njerks bringing everyone much entertainment.

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\n“Keep turning. Give everyone a chance at all of you,” Forrest\ninstructed. So now she was moving and turning and waving her arms\nabove her head and flinching and letting out small noises through her\nmouth.

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\nThe woman, Maureen, had a small needle which she used to prick\nSarah’s breasts each time she was facing her. Sarah would see her\nhand flash out and feel the pain of the pin as it pierced her skin.\nShe had to keep her eyes open. They liked to see the fear and pain in\nthem and it made her flinch better. She did nothing to hinder their\nfun. She was the entertainment. This was what she was here for. They\ncommented on her reactions and called to each other laughing.

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\nA heavy slap on her tits with a belt from the thin old man made them\nbounce in a dance of their own. He so liked the effect he did it\nagain. Then a whip across her midriff. David with a whip in his left\nhand was trying to whip it around her lower thighs to see if he could\nmake a red circle. The handled pin now jabbed into her rear. Someone,\nperhaps inspired byt the old man, decided to use their hands to slap\nher breasts and watch them wobble. The belt struck her back. The\npaddle whacked across her midriff and later was used to hit her\ncalves. Now and then as a blow hit one of her legs she would raise it\nup from the pain and do a brief turn on one leg.

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\nThe guests were laughing and shouting in glee if they made a\nparticularly good mark or got a good reaction from her. They would\nshout ideas to each other and let out shouts of encouragement. The\nthin old man who had decided to use his hands instead of the belt\nnow, was slapping her everywhere. Breasts, back, thighs, calves. Her\nbody was becoming covered with red patches from hands, stripes of\ndifferent sizes, wide belt welts, red glows where the paddle struck,\na few blood droplets from the pointed needle and of course the\nnumerous thin red stripes from the whips. Several of her tormentors\nhad a different implement in each hand.

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\nWhen she seemed to be marked all over and she no longer had the\nenergy to respond to new hits as well as she had at first the guests\nbegan to lose interest and Tom Forrest called a halt.

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\n“Time for more drinks,” Forrest said to get them back to their\nchairs, though just at that moment David, trying occasional whip\nupstrokes between her legs, managed to land a good solid blow right\nin her slit. Sarah let out a scream . She knew there would be trouble\nif she fell or bent. She absorbed the pain by going on tip toes, her\narms stretched as high as they could, her whole frame rigid, her face\na frozen mask, mouth open, eyes bulging.. The high pitched scream\nseemed to linger in the air. There was a momentary silence and then\nTom Forrest said, “and what better time to stop. Well done David.\nEntertainment, can get everyone’s orders and bring us drinks.”

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\nThe guests returned to their chairs. Sarah pulled herself together.\nThe whole surface of her body hurt and the pain in her cunt was still\nagonising when she knelt legs apart, arms behind back, in front of\nthe man who had just struck it to ask him what she could get him. He\nsaid a vodka on the rocks. She went to the bar, made one, knelt in\nfront of him and offered it up.

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\n“What’s this?”

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\n“Vodka on the rocks Sir.”

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\n“I said Whiskey on the rocks you dumb cunt. Get across my lap.”

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\nSarah put the drink on his side table and went across his lap. He\ngave her a sound spanking. The others enjoyed the sound of his hand\nslapping onto her ass cheeks and chimed in with various comments\nabout her being stupid and dumb. They relaxed and enjoyed seeing her\nbutt cheeks judder and shake. Enjoyed hearing the pained sounds\ncoming out of her mouth. Enjoyed the kicking of her legs as the\nprolonged punishment began to bite. When her ass was rosy red and\nthere were tears in the corner of her eyes he pushed her off him to\nroll on the floor with a thud. The others applauded.

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\n“What a stupid Entertainment,” said one.

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\n“Yeah, what a dumb bitch.”

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\nSarah got to her feet, took the vodka away and returned with a\nwhiskey. She knelt legs wide, arms behind back in front of the thin\nold man. He ordered a brandy. She poured it and offered it to him on\nher knees as she had David.

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\n“What do you call this?” he asked, staring at her.

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\n“A b, b, brandy Sir.”

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\n“More like half a brandy. I want more than this. Come here. He\npointed at a spot between his feet. She shuffled forward and he began\nslapping her face. Right, left. Right, left. Right, left.

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\n“Yeah you give it to her Conrad,” she heard the woman say.

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\n“Yeh, stupid slut,” said the short grey haired man in his\nfifties.

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\nTom Forrest just laughed and clapped his hands.

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\nThe old man kept slapping her until her face cheeks were as red as\nher ass cheeks and she was crying.

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\n“Now get me a triple.”

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\n“Yes Sir. I’m s,sorry sir.”

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\nThe next guest was Maureen and she ordered a cocktail. She claimed\nthere was a missing ingredient, put her over her elegantly covered\nlap and caned her with a thin black stick with an ornamented handle.\nThe usual comments and laughing at her predicament continued. \n

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\nThe grey haired man treated her in a similar manner after bringing\nhim the wrong make of lager. He had wanted the one that was in the\ncupboard rather than the bottle that was visible with the other\ndrinks. He used a small paddle on her thighs, alternating the strokes\nbetween them. \n

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\nFinally it was the turn of Mr Forrest himself. He did not complain\nabout the whiskey and soda she brought him. Instead he slapped her\ntits back and forth for embarrassing him with his other guests. He\nslapped one tit and said “apologise for embarrassing me before my\nguests and say how stupid you are.”

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\n“I’m sorry I embarrassed you before your guests Sir. I am very\nstupid.”

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\nHe slapped the other breast, “what?”

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\n “I’m sorry I embarrassed you before your guests Sir. I am very\nstupid.”

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\nHe slapped the other, “what?”

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\n “I’m sorry I embarrassed you before your guests Sir. I am very\nstupid.”

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\nThis was kept up for some time. She began crying when he brought out\na small cane and began striking her tits with that. Her breathing\nbecame laboured and her sentences more difficult to say.

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\n“Aaaah! I’m, s,sorry I embarrassed you b,before your g,guests\nsir.”

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\n“Aaaaah!”

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\nAre you a stutterer cunt?”

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\n“N,no sir,” Sarah manged to gasp out.

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\n“Well you’re sure sounding like one..”

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\n“Aaaah!”

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\nThis continued for a few minutes before he said, “okay slut.\nthere’s a dildo on the table, get on your back and fuck yourself\nwith it and make sure you come. Remember we’re experienced people\nhere. We know the real thing.”

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\n“Yes sir. Thank you sir.”

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\nAs Sarah lay on her back pushing the dildo in and out of herself and\nrubbing a breast with the other hand to help her come the guests\nchatted for a while. The conversation seemed to vary between business\nmeetings and sex parties they had attended or prostitutes they had\nused and what they had done to them.

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\nSarah’s various pains faded and the marks from her ill treatment\nwent away. She began to moan a little as she worked herself up. She\nclosed her eyes to try and imagine a romantic scene where she was\nmasturbating for her lover and how much she enjoyed it. The guests’\nconversation dropped as they saw she was near to climax and Maureen\napproached, knelt in front of her and replaced the dildo with her own\ncaresses and fondling of the girl’s cunt. Sarah was told to open\nher eyes. She pushed back at the hand and massaged her breast\nbreathing more and more heavily. Her loins began to move against the\nlesbian’s hand. Her eyes glazed over.

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\n“She’s coming,” said David.

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\n“Yeh, slut,” said the old man, who looked easily eighty.

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\nSarah came. She let out little cries, her loins jerked back and\nforth, Maureen rammed some fingers into her and jammed them in and\nout while making sure she was still tickling her clit with the other\nhand. Sarah climaxed her normal medium climax, but the lesbian knew\nthis was not enough and knew the things to do to make her come more.\nSarah’s cries became louder and hoarser, her whole body trembled,\nher loins seemed to go out of control and her legs twitched as she\ncame in a huge climax.

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\nMaureen pulled her juice covered fingers out and stopped tickling her\nclit. Sarah fell back exhausted and shamed.

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\n“Wow she certainly came there,” said one of the men.

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\n“What a trollop,” said another, “guess we’ve been too gentle\nwith her. It’s just turned her on.”

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\n“Yes,” said Forrest, “now we’ve had the hors d’oeuvre, it\nmust be time for the main course.”

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\nMaureen put her fingers to the entertainment’s mouth for her to\nlick and suck clean before standing and withdrawing.

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\n“On your feet Entertainment,” said Forrest again, “I think it’s\ntime we had some real entertainment.”

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\nForrest led her by the arm to a door that led to a large dungeon\nroom. The others followed bringing a few bottles with them.

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\nThe room had black quilted walls. There were several black leather\nsofas around the sides and a range of movable chairs dotted around.\nThere were racks with every kind of dungeon toy. Whips, bondage\nequipment, metal, leather and plastic toys and various sized cages on\nwheels. Hooks and bolts were attached to the sides and floor\neverywhere and the usual mixture of crosses. Mr Forrest was a rich\nman, but everyone who rented Sarah was.

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\nHe put her wrists in leather cuffs and hung her from a hook attached\nto a chain that ran through pulleys to a winch against one of the\nwalls. By this time the others had removed their clothes. The short\ngrey haired man pushed himself against her back and cupped her\nbreasts in his hands. She could feel his cock already hard pressed\nagainst the slit of her ass cheeks. He nuzzled her neck. He moved a\nhand away from groping her breasts to move his cock against her ass\nhole and then pushed in. He must have greased it as it went in\neasily. She had anyway greased her own asshole with vaseline before\ncoming in case someone tried it unlubricated, couldn’t get it in\nand took it out on her.

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\nIn spite of this it always felt like a violation. With John it was\nmore a twisted sex act that he liked to do to her, but she never got\nused to being fucked and sodomised and orally raped by strangers. It\nwas always a violation and a rape, affecting her mind as well as her\nbody. Perhaps that was why she was so popular. They could see the\npain and humiliation in her eyes no matter how many times it was done\nto her. \n

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\nThe man sighed contentedly into her neck and pushed in and out a few\ntimes before withdrawing.

\n“H’mm, surprisingly tight for such a slut.”

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\n“I believe she does penis satisfaction exercises,” Forrest\nlaughed, “two fifteen minute sessions of squeezing her cunt and\narse per day.” The man nodded at the explanation as he stood back.

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\nThe thin old man came up to her next and pushed his hand between her\nlegs to cup her cunt and push two fingers up.

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\n“Squeeze it then cunt.”

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\nSarah squeezed her cunt muscles. \n

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\n“H’m, not bad.”

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\nHe pulled his fingers out and pushed them in her mouth for cleaning.

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\nDavid, the well built blonde man and Forrest were putting cuffs on\nher ankles and stretched them out with chains to fit two rings on the\nfloor. It was loose enough to enable her to move, but not quite loose\nenough for her to close her thighs.

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\nForrest now started the main entertainment. He stood to one side of\nher while the guests took seats where they could see and began\nwhipping her front. He whipped her legs, her torso and her breasts\nrandomly moving from one area to another. Her agony could be\nexpressed through some movement of her legs, twisting and turning and\nof course through her mouth. Her mouth made grunts, then gasps, then\nloud moans, then screams, then very loud screams. He paced the\nstrokes to give time for the pain from each stroke to sink in. After\na while however, her body did not stop twisting and turning between\nstrokes, it became a continuous dance of agony with the musical\njangling of her leg chains providing the accompaniment . He stopped\nwhen it looked like she was about to pass out.

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\nHe moved to her heavily striped body, went behind her and stretched\nround to grasp her tits which he kneeded and squeezed. The\nentertainment moaned and groaned as he squashed his hands against the\nwelts and squeezed and abused striped and bruised globes. He got a\nfew more high pitched screams from her by twisting her nipples. The\nguests laughed and encouraged him to be more severe.

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\nHe moved slightly to the side to jam three fingers up her cunt.

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\n“Three fingers of whiskey for us. Three fingers for Entertainment’s\ncunt,” said one of them.

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\nHe rammed hard, the heel of his hand hitting against her clit and\nmound to give not pleasure but pain, a fact very evident in Sarah’s\nface contorting with each thrust.

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\n“Make it four fingers.”

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\n“Put your fist up her.”

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\n“Fist the cunt. Fist the cunt.”

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\nForest put four fingers up her. Sarah screamed louder. She was sure\nit would split her. Break her vaginal ring like a too big baby. It\ndidn’t. Just caused immense pain. Forrest knew she would not be\nable to take more fingers. After he thought sufficient hurt had been\ninflicted he pulled his fingers out and jammed them into her mouth\ninstead. This was not for sucking clean. This was to violate her. To\npush them down her throat.

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\n“Uuuh. Uuuh. Uuuh,” she managed as he pulled them back to her\nlips and then pushed with all his might to get them down her throat.\nHe held them there, one long push. She gagged and retched and fought\nfor breath that didn’t come. Her eyes bulged and a look of panic\nwas clear.

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\n“Choke her. Choke her. Let’s see her pass out.”

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\nForrest complied and the poor girl collapsed to the floor as he\npulled his a fingers out and gripped her as she fell.

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\nThe Entertainment was brought round, stood up and Forrest invited the\naudience to fit some toys on her.

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\nClamps were attached to her nipples and cruel crocodile clamps,\nbiting deep, to the skin of her breasts. Sarah clenched her teeth and\nlet out small noises as each new torture was inflicted. More\ncrocodile clips were attached to her cunt lips. The excruciating pain\nonly became worse as they attached weights and bells. She began a\ncontinuous “oooooh, ooooh,” sound. \n

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\nThe thin old man put a dildo with metal rings into her. It was\nattached to wires and a battery and dial. They began electrocuting\nher, standing in a semi circle to watch her gyrations and\nstiffening.

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\nAs the current was increased Forrest put a rubber ball between her\nteeth to bite on so she wouldn’t bite her tongue. Her head twisted\nfrom side to side and they saw the force with which she was biting\ndown. Her pelvis jerked and stiffened then fell slack and her legs\nstraightened and loosened as the current went on and off.

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\n“Uuuh. Uuuuh. Yuuuuuuh!” \n

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\nThe chain jangled like crazy and all the bells jingled and the\nweights hanging from her breasts swung wildly adding to the pain the\nclamps were already causing. She was jerking and twisting so much it\nwas amazing only one two crocodile clips were flung off from her\nefforts. This resulted in a huge muffled “Yaaaaaaaaaahh!” and a\ncheer from the audience.

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\nThe ball fell out as her mouth opened as wide as her eyes to scream.\nThe current was dropped while the ball was pushed back in by Maureen.\nShe slapped her face hard a few times. She liked the way slapping\nalways brought a few tears to her eyes.

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\n“Keep it in you dumb fuck.”

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\nThen it was back to more fun as the control box was passed from hand\nto hand. Some blood trickled from where the crocodile clips had been\nflung off. Attached bells jingled. Weights clanged as they banged\ninto each other.

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\n“I love the way those tits swing around, I’m surprised the whole\ntit doesn’t come off,” said David.

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\nThe box was put to one side and some electric wands were handed out.\nThey touched her in various parts and pulled their triggers and\nwatched as she flinched away. Forrest took the ball out of her mouth\nso they could hear her cries. Left thigh, right ass cheek, left\nbreast, midriff, back, calf, cunt. Of course the cunt, it was like it\nwas a magnet for the wands. Occasionally Forrest would touch her with\na mild cattle prod that he had reserved for himself. This threw her\ninto an entire body jerk. Oh what fun it was.

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\nLike all fun it eventually palled. The guests gradually went back to\ntheir chairs to drink and watch and when the last one left she was\ngiven some more dildo shocks until her reactions began to get less\nthrough sheer exhaustion and she was about to pass out again.

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\nThe dildo was pulled out and Forrest stood in front of her and pushed\nhis hard dick into her. He humped her a few times before withdrawing.\nEach of the other men came forward to briefly stick her. One in the\nfront and one in the back at the same time. The old man replaced\nDavid at her front, his repellant mottled face inches in front of her\nand then rubbing against her cheeks and his wrinkled lips pushed\nagainst her as he probed her with his vile tongue.. \n

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\nIt was just a brief fucking so that each could show their ownership\nand superiority to her. Then she was let down and collapsed on the\nfloor, bells, clamps and weights jangling. She was made to crawl over\nto Maureen to give her a tongue job. The men took it in turns to fuck\nher ass or cunt as they felt like while she did it. No-one wanted to\ncome yet so it was not long before Maureen pushed Sarah’s cunt\njuice covered face away and she was once again used as bartender.\nOnce again being spanked, slapped or caned for her trouble. This time\nit was more painful because of her weighty decorations and the\npainful welts, stripes and bruises still there from her previous ill\ntreatment.

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\nAfter this she was finally given a rest, allowed to remove the\nclamps, lie on her back and fuck herself with a vibrator. Of course\nthey enjoyed her screams as she took off each clamp. Everyone talked\nabout what they had just done and how it compared against other\nthings they’d done. Several talked about a particularly savage\nparty they had attended on a small caribbean island. As this was a\nsmall party it was not going to compare with parties where there were\nlarge numbers of doms and subs present but all agreed Sarah had been\ngood entertainment till now.

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\nToo soon it was time for the finale. Sarah was suspended belly to the\nfloor by ropes around her middle so she hung at waist height. Her\nhead was pulled back and her legs hung toes touching the floor. \n

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\nThe short grey haired man went between her legs. David took her head.\nMaureen stood on one side with an expensive decorated whip. Conrad, a\nlittle saliva coming from his wrinkled old lips, stood the other side\nwith a short whip taken from the rack. Sarah felt the grey haired\nman’s cock push into her cunt and a moment later her hair was\npulled back, her mouth opened and David pushed his large cock into\nher mouth and straight down her throat. Two stripes of fire flashed\nacross her back as Maureen and Conrad brought their short whips down\non her back.

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\nIn and out of her mouth. In and out of her cunt. Slash, slash, across\nher back.

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\n“Use her gentlemen. Use the whore for all she’s worth,” Tom\nForrest encouraged from the side lines.

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\n“Ung, ung, ung,” said the entertainment as the short grey haired\nman pushed into her cunt and swung her forward to impale the cock in\nher mouth further down her throat.

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\n“Aaaang! Aaaang!”

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\nThe whips bit into her back, but her cries were cut off by David’s\ncock re-entering her throat. As lunge followed lunge the violations\nof her cunt and mouth became secondary to the pain from her back. She\nwas screaming into the cock now as whip stroke fell over whip stroke.\nLines crisscrossed and fell over one another leaving ugly welts and\nbruises. In places the skin broke and blood droplets welled up.\nSaliva poured out of her mouth as she choked from lack of breath.\nSometimes David left it in, watching her face turn red from lack of\noxygen and her struggling to breathe took precedence over her\ntwitching body from the swish, splat of the whips. He looked into her\npain filled pleading eyes and pulled out as they went glassy telling\nof an imminent pass out. He would give time for saliva to roll out\nbetween desperate gasps for air interspersed with cries of pain,\nbefore returning to his leisurely strokes. He twirled his hand to the\ngrey haired man. They both withdrew.

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\nA few rope clips changed position and the entertainment was turned\nover belly up. Maureen moved to her face and plunged her cunt over\nher mouth. Sarah began licking and sucking at her clit. She had to\ncooperate. Her brother would ask them for a report. But she wanted\nthem to come more than they did. The faster she could make them come\nthe sooner the ordeal would be over. She licked across Maureen’s\njuicing hole swallowing the cunt juice that came from it, continuing\nher tongue movement to the clit. Sucking and licking and then\nreturning to lick the length of the slit again.

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\n“That’s right you slut,” said Maureen, naked but still wearing\nher red high heels and necklace, “put that tongue up me. Let me\nfeel it whore.” She pulled and twisted her nipples to encourage\nher.

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\nThe old man had moved to her cunt now, plunged in and out a few times\nand then pushed into her arsehole. He seemed big and hard for his\nage. She wondered if he had taken any pills or perhaps the sheer\nviolence kept him hard. At one point he pulled out and grabbed a\npaddle from the wall and from underneath whacked her arse cheeks. She\nscreamed into Maureen’s cunt, exciting her to produce more cunt\njuice to run down the entertainment’s throat. Her cunt smelt strong\nand the wetness covered the whole of her chin, lips, nose and lower\ncheeks. The man stopped the paddle to brutally push back into her\narsehole, Maureen started twisting and pulling on her nipples to keep\nthe screams coming.

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\nThe screams did come, coming into the lesbians cunt hole, over and\nover as her nipples were tormented and whips started coming down on\nher torso, belly and mound as they had on her back.

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\nMaureen came with a squeal of delight pulling hard and upwards on her\nnipples at the same time, her sounds of pleasure mingling with the\nentertainment’s high pitched screams of pain. The old man came in\nher bowels, slapping her arse cheeks as hard as he could over and\nover as the spurts shot into her.

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\nHe pulled out so that David could take his place and plunge his large\ncock into her cunt. As he plunged in and out readying himself to\ndeposit in her vagina, the old man’s semen was already leaking from\nher arse hole.

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\nThe grey haired man took Maureen’s place. He pushed her head down\nto thrust his penis into her mouth. He began slapping her cheeks\nalternately as he pushed in and out.

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\n“Use your tongue bitch. Use your tongue.”

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\n“Squeeze your cunt muscles fuckcunt,” said David from the other\nend, slapping the inside of her thighs. They did not expect their\nabuse to stop her from maximising their pleasure.

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\nSlap on the right cheek, slap on the left cheek, plunge in, slap,\npull out, slap, plunge in.

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\nSlap on the left thigh, plunge in, slap on the right thigh, pull out,\nslap on the left thigh..

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\nTom Forrest finally came over and pulling and twisting on her right\ntit played with himself with his other hand till they all came almost\nsimultaneously. Forrest shot out glob after runny glob on her tits.\nThe grey haired fifty year old shot into her mouth and continued\npushing in and out even after he had finished to keep the thick white\nliquid moving against her tongue and David came in her cunt.

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\n“Aaaaah,” they sighed almost as one before falling back to the\nsofa and chairs to swig some more drink and get their collective\nbreaths back. The entertainment was left hanging uncomfortably from\nher ropes. She moaned and gasped and small sobs were heard as tears\nrolled from her eyes.

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\n“She can certainly tighten her cunt well.” said the old man.

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\n“And the whipping made her throat contract nicely too,” said\nDavid.

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\n“Yes, I think all in all she was a decent bit of entertainment.\nThank you Tom. You’ll all have to come to my place next,” said\nthe grey haired fifty year old whose name no-one had yet mentioned.

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\n“I’m sure we would like that,” said Tom Forrest, “I guess I’d\nbetter untie her and return her to her owner. Her brother I believe.”

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\nThe others smiled as if they thought this was indeed the way a\nbrother should treat a sister and fifteen minutes later Mr Forrest\nconducted her to the door. He put her naked outside with her dress in\nher hand. John was parked opposite and came to get her.

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\n“I trust she performed satisfactorily,” he said nodding hello.

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\n“She provided reasonable entertainment.” Tom Forrest wasn’t\ngoing to say anything that might put the price up for next time. He\nidly wondered if her brother fucked her as well as whored her.

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\nJohn nodded and took her to the car. He noted with satisfaction the\nwelts and bruises on her. He would not have to give a discount. It\nwould take a few days for the more severe ones to fade. He put her in\nthe front seat which was covered with plastic so any fluids leaking\nfrom her holes wouldn’t mess up the car and drove off. She was\nstill holding her dress in her hand. They both knew there was no\npoint in putting it back on. Once she’d cleaned up John would fuck\nher, making sure to squeeze and rub where it would be the most\npainful before, satisfied, he would go to sleep. \n

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\nPerhaps if he was in a good mood he’d let her sleep with him in the\nbed instead of on the floor.

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