JOSIE 4
The next day both of us were in the front room getting coffee and books while
beig fondled. While on the ladder looking for a book I noticed Mr. Marx picking
up slips of paper from the men.
When I came down I asked Edie what they were doing. She said,"They are voting on
the next pose and which of us will do it."
They had really loved whipping Edie so I was pretty sure she would be picked.
About a half hour later Edie came to me grinning and said,"Guess what."
"What?"
"They chose you for the pose."
I was shocked and also angry at Edie. I said,"Why does that make you so damn
happy. You know they will hurt me."
She grinned and said, "Silly I am glad it is you and not me. I saw you watching
me get whipped. You looked excited."
I denied it but I wasn't really sure.
In a little while Mr. Marx put a note on the door. I stayed away for awhile
afraid of what I may see but morbid curiosity finally made me read it.
SlUT HUNG BY HER TITS FOR
THE WHIPPING SHE DESERVES.
There was the usual stick figure with rope around the breast circles leading up
above the head. The toes were pointing down as if trying to touch the floor and
a line at the crotch leaving no doubt I would be naked. I began to cry
remembering the picture of the poor woman in a picture hung thar way with tits
like balloons ready to burst. I went to Mr. Marx and blubbered, "This is too
much. I quit. I don't care about the money."
He said nastily, "All right I will keep all the money but you will do it. If you
don't I will tell Mr. Dumas you stole five dollars from me."
I blanched remembering Edies whipping for only twelve cents. He watched me cry
for a moment then said,"Well?"
I had no choice I knrw Mr. Dumas would believe him. I sobbed, "I'll do it."
He sent me back to the table. A man pulled the bow on my top and jerked it off
me to put it between his butt and the chair cackling in glee. I tried to get it
back but Mr Marx yelled,"Josie! Settle down."
I gave up and now I was topless. A man came up behind me and grabbed my boobs to
squeeze them so hard the skin tightened. He laughed and said,"This is how they
will look."
I began to cry but they didn't care if anything my tears encouraged them to
pinch and pull on my breasts. A man pinched my nipples hard. I yelled."Ow! that
hurts!" but he just laughed and said "They are going to be hurting a lot more
once you are hung up."
That made me bawl but they didn't care and kept pinching even driving their
fingernails into my poor nipples.
About ten to three Mr. Marx led me to the back room. He had me pull my breast
forward by the nipple then made several wraps around the base with rough thick
twine used for hay bales. I looked down to see the skin had tightened as my
breast ballooned until you could see veins in the skin. He did the other one
then tied the ends of the twine together.Then he tied my weists together at my
back and tied my elbows together to force out my chest. He took me to the center
of the room and pulled down a hook attached to a rope going through a pulley in
the ceiling. He put the hook in the twine then went to the back wall to pull the
hook up snug then tied the end to a cleat in the wall.
That pulled my breasts nearly up to my throat. I could feel the skin pull at my
chest and armpits. I looked down to see my balloons were turning red. It didn't
really hurt. They just throbbed under the tension.
I heard the clink of coins dropping into a tin can and knew Edie was collecting
money for admission. The door opened and men began filing in staring and making
comments about my swollen breasts.
When everyone was in Mr. Marx began to slowly tighten the rope. My breasts rose
and began to throb horribly as I went to my toes to relieve the tension. No
matter how I stretched my toes finally left the floor. My boobs took on a maroon
color and throbbed awfully. I was sure they may burst since the skin was as
tight as it could get. I found my slightest movement caused more pain and
throbbing so I hung there as quietly as I could taking small breaths of air.
A man came to me and pushed on my hip to make me swing sideways. That caused
even more pressure to one breast then the other. I screamed knowing surely one
would burst under the terrible pressure.
While I was still swinging slightly Mr Marx pointed to the wall of whips. Some
men went to the wall and dropped coins into Edie's cup. she would call out
numbers from two to six.
A man came to me and hit my right breast with a srap. It was so tight the strap
bounced from it but the pain was horrendous making me jump to cause even more
pain. They hit them with straps and switches but soon they became nunb so I only
felt impacts and throbbing. I guess they noticed I was not reacting he same as
the first so they changed their target to my pussy. That hurt so bad I jerked
even though that caused more torture to my breasts.
Finally they ran out of money or interest and began leaving, I heard through a
fog a man saying,"Now her pussy is almost as swollen and purple as her tits."
Mr. Marx began letting me down, I was too weak to stand so ended up on my knees.
The knot had become so tight he had to cut the twine with a knife. I expected
relief when the twine was unwound but instead it was as if the pain of the
whipping had been stored in my tortured breasts to be released as the pressure
came off. I felt pain and tingling and throbbing all at the same time. when my
arms were cut loose I caressed my poor tits but at first that seemed to make it
hurt more and I cried until gradually it subsided enough for me to crawl to the
mattress. As the pain in my breasts subsided the pain to my pussy increased I
laid on my back caressing my breasts and pussy until I went to sleep in
exhaustion..
I awoke in the morning in the arms of Edie. My tits felt greasy. As I touched
them Edie woke uo and said that she had run to the vet to get some salve for
pain he used on the animals. I thanked her and told her it was better although
still throbbing a little.
Mr. Marx came in and rolled me on my back to look at me. He said, "You are
bruised which is no surprise but you will be all right. If you had not
threatened to quit I would not have let them hit you so hard. You won't try to
quit again will you?"
I sobbed,"No."
Ke said"Good. The bruises are ugly so I will put off todays show until tomorrow
to give you time to heal."
I thanked him and he left to open the store.
Edie said, "He lied. He couldn't control the men. He couldn't even stop them
from tking extra lashes."
In a few minutes he came back in for Edie and told me to put on some more
salve. I did then went back to sleep.
I awoke the next morning with Edie breathing gently next to me.When I moved she
awoke and said "Josie. Everyday it is getting worse. Yesterday the men brought
what they called toys with them. Their toys were clothespins, clamps and needles
and pins. They put clothespins and clamps on my nipples and pussy then stuck
pins into my nipples and pussy. I was in pain all day. We have to escape from
here somehow."
I agreed but neither of us could think of a way since they would find us
eventually in the woods and would catch us before we could get to the town Mr.
Marx went to for books.
Mr Marx came in and told us to clean up and come out front. We got water from
the barrel to wash each other. Edie had drops of dried blood on her nipples and
breasts and pussy but when I washed them off there were just small red places
like insect bites where the pins were put in.
When we were both clean we brushed each other's hair and went out wearing our
little flaps of silk.
Mr Marx was at the cash cabinet working on a paper I assumed was a new show
notice.
When he finished it he stuck it to the back door. It said.
TODAY'S SHOW.
LESBIAN LUST.
Below that were stick figures with the heads over each other's crotches.He had
decided to be more fancy. The heads had eyes and tongues that were partly in the
ovals he had made to depict pussies.
I said,"Why would they pay to see that? I would not give a penney to see two men
making love."
"Men are different than women. They will love it."
Edie said hopefully, "Is that it. Just Josie and I making love?"
"Well no. Naturally you will have to be punished for your lewd act but they are
pretty poor now after the nickles and dimes they spent putting their toys on
Edie so it shouldn't amount to much."
I thought the men would be repulsed by my bruises but actually they were
fascinated by them and rubbed and poked them.
Just before three Mr. Marx took us to the back room. He told us to take our time
to make it last the whole half hour. He said we should take off each others
costumes then kiss with tongues then nibble each others nipples and tummies
before going to the last act of licking rach other's pussies.
When the men were inside I took off Edies top then licked and kissed her
nipples. She did the same with me which felt nice. She turned her back and I
pulled the bow of the bottom then kissed and licked her buut cheeks. She did the
same for me then she had me lie on my back on the matress and crawled behind me
to lean over to kiss and tongue my mouth then she slid lowere to kiss and nibble
my nipples. Her boobs were right over my face so I licked hers. It felt good and
Mr. Marx was right. The men loved it and began chanting "Lower, lower."
She kissed all of my tummy as I did hers then her tongue went into my pussy. It
felt wonderful and I tried to do as well for her feeling excitement rising.
Then Disaster happened, "I heard someone Yelling"Shame! Shame."
I looked over at the door and saw the preacher and his wife with their faces red
with anger.
We jumped up and the preacher said, "Take these harlots to jail."
We tried to tell them Mr Marx had forced us to do it but any time we tried to
speak they would slap our faces and yell, "Shut up Whore!"
They dragged us to the courthouse naked while boys and men followed occasionally
one would run up and slap our butts then run away giggling.
We were in jail all day and night while people looked in the barred window and
stared at us huddled in corners calling us names.
At court we said Mr. Marx made us do it but Mr. Marx said, "That isn't true
Judge. They did it for money."
The Judge's face reddened in anger and he yelled,"They are both lesbians and
whores. Seventy-five lashes."
To add insult to injury he said,""I don't blame you Mr. Marx I know it is just
business."
Our wrists were tied to a horse cart and we were dragged to the gallows trying
to dodge the rocks being thrown at us with little success.
They had added another timber to the tree so we knew we would be whipped at the
same time. Edie groaned as we saw Mr. Marx hand the whippers the Cat O Nine
Tails we had made for him.
She said,"I hope they kill me. I want it over." I said, "Me too". and meant it.
The whipping was awful both front and back we fainted several times but they
would just revive us by splashing buckets of icy salt water on us.
When it was over they just let us lie in the street where boys threw mud and
shit on us. We were so exhausted we could only hide our faces with our
arms.Finally it got dark and they lost interest. Edie and I limped into the
woods with pussies and assholes so sore it hurt to walk.
We lived like animals for four dsys. Fortunately Edie knew places to hide and
where we could find berries and cat tail roots to live on.
I finally could not live with the fear of being caught and said,"I can't do this
anymore. I know where Mr. Marx hides his money in a coffee can in the back room.
I am going to steal a horse and the money and go as far as I can from this
place. Are you with me?"
"Oh God Josie. If they catch us they will hang us."
I said,"Does it matter?"
"No. I guess not."
"Thnk god it was easy to steal things. We put bridles on two horses after dark
then went to Mr. Marx's place and got the money to dump in to a leather bag we
found along with our dresses.
We rode all night. Eventually the dirt road changed to gravel then a hard black
surface. We saw the town before we were in it. We were amazed at the huge
buildings over sixty feet tall and made of brick. Even our rich people had wood
houses.
We left the horses on the edge of town and walked the rest of the way.We were
constantly amazed seeing vehicles moving down the street with no horses to pull
them. We found a store that sold clothes and since we stuck out like a sore
thumb in our sacks we bought a pair of dresses. I opened the leather bag and we
discovered we were rich. There were bundles of dollar bills along with gobs of
change. I paid for the dresses shocked at the price of ten dollars and we asked
the woman who took the money If there was a hoseless carriage that could take us
south.
She looked at me funny then said, There is a Greyhound station at the end of the
block. They can take you anywhere. We found it and saw a ticket window I asked
when we could leave and he said there is a bus to L.A. in ten minutes. I said I
wanted two tickets for it. I was shocked to find it cost over fifty dollars. It
took a long time to count out the money but he just looked amused.
We got on the "Bus" and it made noises and rumbled then started moving. We were
reslly thrilled and looked around just in time to see a bunch of horses ride in
on the road we had been on. We breathed a sigh of relief knowing that was a
posse looking for us.
The ride was a big thrill. We had never been on anything that went so fast and
amazingly some other vehicles passed us going even faster.
There was a boy about ten sitting with his mother next to us.He enjoyed
answering our questions and explained that the smaller vhicles were called cars
and pointed out trucks. He told us large towns were called cities and LA with
the long name Los Angeles was a huge city. The bus dropped us off in downtown LA
nd we found a place to eat. Everything was very expensive and we stood out on
the sidewalk counting our change.
Edie said,"We are going to have to find a job soon. We only have enough money
for one more meal."
A black man in a shiny suit said,"You girls don't need a job. You are sitting on
a gold mine and you can stay with me."
We got into his shiny car and he took us to his house. We were afraid we may be
falling in to a trap but it wasn't like that at all. It turned out all we had to
do was suck and or fuck him and his friendsd. In return he bought us pretty
clothes and fed us and let us stay with him.
Like Edie said,"We found heaven."
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