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A Friend in Need

Chapter 13

A Friend In Need. Chapter 13.



      "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAH!"

       The blackgirl raised her head to the clear blue sky and gave a loud, long
shriek to the heavens.

      The Chinese, Madam May, was moving around, shouting words of encouragement
to her colleagues, while the four sweating Madams, now pulling down hard on the
girl's ankles, were drawing her legs down and away from the Stake. So we
spectators had an excellent view of the screaming girl's tortured cunt as it was
slowly stretched down over the sloping shoulders of the greasy column.

      "Heave! Heave! Pull! Pull!" Shouted the oriental as she synchronised the
vicious tugging of the hysterical Negress's legs. "Come on, girls! She's going!
Her cunt's opening up!"

      She was right, too. At that time, the shrieking blackgirl's abused cunt
had stretched open to about a six inch inner-diameter and it was still
expanding.

      "HOOOO! GOD! I'M SPLITTING! I'M SPLITTING!" Shrieked the Negress, as her
stretching cunt opened out to a seven inch bore. "NOOOO! NOOOOO! SAVE ME! OH,
GOD HELP ME! GOD HELP ME! NAAAAAAAAAAAA! AAAAAAH! AAAAH!"

       The crowd had gone quiet again and I swear I could hear the poor cow's
sinews stretching, I really could.

        Madam Rita called to the Chinese girl to take her place on their
victim's right leg and while the oriental was rapping the leather loop around
her wrist the Spaniard walked to the front of the Stake and looked up at the
screaming Negress's terribly dilated cunt.

       "Jeest a moment, girls." She called, stopping the women pulling down on
the blackgirl's ankles. "She ees opening out alright, but eet's getting more
difficult as she gets wider. Jeest an eench or so more and she'll sleep down
over the shaft. After that eet weel be easy. Wheech way can we do thees?"

       "Try pulling down on each leg, alternately." Called over Elaine from the
winch controls. "Yank down on one and then the other, in quick succession and
see what happens."

      "Good idea." The Spaniard agreed. "And I'll try sometheeng else, as well"

      Through out this conversation the young Negress continued to scream as the
four women kept up the tension on her expanded sex and Madam Rita again rummaged
through her Tool Box. Taking out some more leather straps she returned to the
Stake carrying a stepladder which she had taken from behind the big chest.

      "Thees belt has to go on her later, anyway." She explained to her
colleagues. "So I might as well use eet now."

      Climbing the ladder, the Madam quickly fastened a red leather belt,
matching the other straps they had used, around the girl's waist. When she had
finished we could all see that, attached to the sides of the belt, were two
loops of leather, about two feet long, which hung down on each side of the
Stake.

      Calling one girl from each of the Negress's ankles to assist her, Rita put
one of her booted feet into each of the hanging loops and, wrapping her arms
around the girl's upper body, she gripped the bases of the girl's now hanging
breasts, and stood up in the stirrups.

       "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!! MY SEX!" Bellowed the Negress, as Madam Rita
put her full weight onto the loops.

         That full throated yell did it for me, again, and I once more spurted
my custard over the plastic covering of my seat. I was quite enjoying having my
bare bum slide around in that slippery mess, I can tell you. And I wasn't the
only one enjoying myself at that moment. The crowd roared its approval at the
cry and three hundred fucked and buggered women accompanied me by shooting their
juice.

       "EEEEEEEEEAAAAAA! GET OFF! PLEEEEASE! GET OFF MEEEE! AAAAAAAAH! MY SEX!
MY SEX! YOU'RE BUSTING MY SEX!" The blackgirl screamed, to the delight of the
crowd.

      "Eeet's not bust yet, Senorita." The Spaniard laughed, as she uncoupled
the winch clips off the young woman's lolling breasts and signalled for the wire
to be taken up. "We have a leettle way to go first."

      Madam Elaine, the woman who had been in control of the winch, took the
wire right up and shut off the motor. She now came forward to co-ordinate the
pulling.

      "Right, girls." She grinned, spitefully. "When I say 'Right Pull', you two
yank down real hard on your leg and when I say 'Left Pull' you two give a
fucking good tug on yours. O.K.?"

      "OH, PLEASE GOD! NOOOO!" The blackgirl screamed, on hearing the words.
"NO! NO! YAAAAH! AAAH! AAH!  NOOOO!"

       "Ready!" Called Elaine, as if to two teams. "Right leg first and then the
left. Right leg, PULL!"

        The two madams on the right leg, yanked down hard on their loops and at
the same time Rita jumped, full weight, on the loops hanging from the belt
around the girl's waist.

        "EEEEEEEEEEAAAAA!" Shrieked the Negress

       "YYYYYEEESS!" Screamed the crowd.

       And we all saw, quite clearly, that the girl's badly stretched cunt had
slid down on the right hand side of the tapered shaft.

       "Left leg, PULL!" Elaine shouted, eagerly.

       "NNAAAAARH! NAAAA! NAAA!" Screamed the blackwoman, hysterically, as the
two Madams tugged hard on the girl's left leg and the Spanish Madam jumped, her
full weight, again on the loops.

      "Right, PULL! Left, PULL! Right PULL! Left PULL! RIGHT! LEFT! RIGHT! LEFT!
RIGHT! LEFT!"

      "YAAAAAAAGH! EEEEEEEEAAA! NNAAAAA! NOOOO! AAAAAAAH!" The Negress shrieked
at every yank on her legs, as the Madam's synchronised pulling stretched her
cunt to the required eight inch diameter bore.

      "Come on, girls! Keep it up!" Called Elaine, excitedly. "She's nearly
there! All together now! PULL! PULL! PULL! PULL!"

       And with Rita jumping, her full weight, up and down on the looped
stirrups and the crowd cheering them on, the Madams forced the blackgirl's
grossly stretched cunt over the bottom of the taper and down over the full eight
inch diameter shaft of the mighty Stake.

       When her cuntlips slipped over the taper and down around the shaft, the
girl, supporting the Spaniards full weight on her hips, slid down, about six
inches, around the slippery column, with a sudden jerk.

      The girl's shrieks stopped, chocked off in her throat. All she could do
now was croak, grunt, groan and make choking, gasping noises.

       There was a great shriek of laughter from the crowd, which Bill and I
joined in with delighted enthusiasm.

      The poor girl struggled, feebly and groaned delightfully, but there was
nothing she could do. The head of the Stake was now well embedded up her cunt
and her wriggling only made matters worse. Or, from our point of view, better.

      Her eyes bulged from her lovely contorted face and her strangled cries
delighted us and, between these gasping groans we could even hear the wet,
sucking sounds made by her cunt as she sank lower over the greasy column. The
grossly stretched lips of her bulging bald twat completely encircled its great
girth and its rubber head sank deeper into her heaving belly.

      We could see that the inner lips of her sex had disappeared from view
inside her and the fat outer lips had stretched open, alarmingly, to accommodate
the great girth of the shaft. Which meant that her cunt had now opened out to
the required eight inch diameter bore. The only other part of her cunt that
could still be seen, was her throbbing, tomato sized clitoris, which still
protruded, quivering amusingly.                                       

       Rita, having called for the ladder and climbed down, moved to the control
console and pressed a few buttons. The African drew in a long, loud, shuddering
gasp as, to the crowd's delight, the Spaniard inflated the Stake's rubber head
just enough to stop the girl toppling off the top of the column. Now, she was
fixed firmly to the top and, as if to prove the point, Rita ordered the four
Madams to release the girl's legs from the straps and stand away. 

      As soon as they were freed, the squealing Negress began a frenzied
scissoring of her legs, franticly trying to grip the greasy column with her
shapely calves and thighs, but it was all in vain. The greasy pole on which she
sat was far too slippery. Her legs slid around the post and her toes and the
pretty pink soles of her feet slipped off the shaft when she tried to use them
to lift her body off its peak, plunging her terribly distended cunt down, even
harder, around the fearfully thick girth.

      Seeing that the bitterly crying young blackwoman was so firmly fixed,
Madam Rita retracted the Stake back into the floor, until the girl's toes were
just about a foot off the stage.

      The crowd roared with laughter and applause. The Negress looked so funny
sitting there on top of her pole and, of course, now that it had nothing to grip
on, her dreadfully dilated cunt slid, more quickly, down around the thick,
slippery shaft. Then the Spaniard withdrew the column into its base until the
girl's toes were only three or four inches off the floor.

      To add to the girl's dilemma, Rita pressed a button that made the whole
column vibrate, furiously.

       The young Negress gave a high pitched, anguished scream and her
wriggling, sweat-soaked body slipped, quickly down over the Stake until her
pretty, pink toes, at last, touched the ground.

      Holding herself stiff legged and on tip-toes, the hysterical girl tried,
frantically, to raise her shuddering body off the shaft. Her amusing wriggling
and writhing brought delighted laughter from her lecherous audience.

      The giggling Spaniard pressed more buttons on the console and the
Negress's shrieks died in her throat. Lifting her lovely head up in surprised
alarm, her full lipped mouth opened wide with a loud gasp.

      The crowded Square grew silent with hushed quriosity. The girl started to
groan and, suddenly realizing what it was that Rita was doing to her, the crowd
again roared with laughter. The cruel Spaniard was making the head of the Stake,
embedded as it was, deep in the girl's belly, to swell up like a big ball.

      "NNAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHH!"  Screamed the girl, crying bitterly. "I'M GOING TO
BUIRST! OH, GOD! AAAAAAAAGGHH! DEAR GOD, SAVE ME!
AAAAAAAAGGH-AAAAAAAAGGH-YAAAAAAAAAH! MY BELLY'S GOING TO BURST!"

      Oh! It was delightfull! I felt really vicious! Not only was the poor
Slut's cunt being stretched right open, but know we all could see, quite
clearly, that her belly was swelling up, too.

      Out and out her belly bulged, until she looked as if she was twelve months
pregnant. Remember too, the furious vibrations of the shaft and you can imagine
how it must have felt.

      When the Spaniard had inflated the Negress's belly to maximum, the girl
had, once more, been lifted off her feet and her pretty pink toes had been drawn
up three or four inches off the floor.

      Madam Rita moved in front of her and, stooping down, the lovely brunette
made a careful examination of the blackgirl's cunt.

      "No sign of spleeting, here. She stretch good." The Madam called to her
colleagues. "How she look at the back?"

       The Oriental squatted down behind the impaled young woman and, gripping
her rounded buttocks in her hands, she pulled the big, quivering, brown arse
cheeks, apart.

      "No splits back here, either. She's stretched beautifully!" The Chinese
girl answered in a well bread English accent. "Her arsehole is bulging a lot,
though. My! What a pouter!"

      "We weell see to that in a moment." Laughed the Spaniard, standing up
straight and looking the weeping blackgirl in the eyes. "I weell have a word
weeth thee 'stuck up' beetch."

      As the crowd laughed, Rita glanced down at the Negress's cunt. The swollen
lips of the girl's stretched sex encircled the Stake like a black rubber
inner-tube and the only internal flesh still exposed, was her terribly swollen
red clitoris, which was pressed against the greasy shaft. The Madam looked back
at the girl's tearful face.

      "Are you seeting comfortably, Senorita?" The Spaniard inquired, sweetly.
"Tell us, how doss it feel to be fucked by shotsh a beeg preeck? Ees eet nice?"

      Leering at the gasping, weeping blackgirl, Rita reached out her hands and,
gripping one of her victim's stretched and swollen breasts in her left hand, she
squeezed and twisted its big, congested nipple with the fingers and thumb of her
right. The girl, again, squealed in pain.

      "Come on, Senorita." The Spaniard urged, stretching the swollen, walnut
sized nipple, three or four inches away from its base. "Tell us. How ees your,
great, beeg cunt feeling? Full, eh?"

      The girl opened her lovely mouth as if to speak, but the only sound that
passed her full lips was a choked, inarticulated gurgling and her pink tongue
protruded from her mouth as if she was being throttled.

      "Ah! Too full for words, eh?" The brunette leered. "Well, Senorita, let
oss see eef I can threel you some more."

      And, dropping the blackgirl's tit, the Madam reached out with her right
hand, gripped her big swollen tickler between finger and thumb and began milking
it, vigorously.

      The young Negress threw back her lovely head and began snorting and
squealing like a Sow being slaughtered. We were all amused and delighted to see
her reaction. It proved that the drugs they had given her had ensured that, even
at this stage of her punishment, the girl could still be aroused and sexually
stimulated.

     While the Spaniard displayed her skill at masturbating the girl, the
Swedish Madam, Nina, left the dais to quickly return with a very tall, handsome 
and muscular young man, dressed in a lose, dark robe.

      Once on the platform, the blonde giant (For his hair was as fair as June's
here and he was, I am sure, almost seven foot tall.), was soon stripped of his
robe by the Madams. As the robe was tossed aside, the crowd gave a roar of
delight.

      Well, my eyes were popping out of my head, I can tell you. You should have
seen that lad's prick! It was huge! You know, my Bill here has a big one, hasn't
he? Well, this one was even bigger than his. The Duchess 'showed it off' to me
later. (The boy, a Swede like Nina, was one of her current Studs.) His prick
was, she told me, naturally huge to start with, but she had had it, surgically
modified, or 'Enhanced' as she put it. It was now; she took pleasure in
explaining, fifteen inches long and a massive four inches in diameter.

      And, that day up on the platform, it wasn't soft or droopy, either. It was
standing straight up, stiff, against his flat belly and ready for action.

He had a beautiful big pair of balls, too, hanging down his thighs. Fuck! He
looked 'Scrumptious'! I almost envied the poor black bitch. Almost.

      The Madams took him to stand in front of the impaled blackgirl and
displayed his massive cock to her. As soon as Nina started to grease the great
Yard with Vaseline, the terrified wide eyed Negress and we the audience, knew
exactly what was going to be done to her.

      Madam Rita moved to the control console and raised the Stake until the
blackgirl's pretty pink toes were a foot off the floor and then turned it until
she was sideways on to the Duchess. We in the 'Royal Box' all had a great
profile view of the sobbing young Negress's great, round arse and her huge
bulging belly.

      The Madams lead the young giant to stand behind the girl and, trying to
look back over her shoulder to see just what was happening, she started to cry
with fear and try to struggle and thrash around.

      It did her no good.

      Two of the Madams, one standing each side, each took a grip on one of the
girl's big black buttocks and, pulling her cheeks apart, exposed to all, her
pouting, wrinkled anus.

      The blackgirl's arsehole was bulging out, obscenely and Nina gave it a
good coating of the clear grease, inside and out, and all was ready.

      Madam Rita took hold of the excited giant's huge prick in her fist and,
giggling with cruel delight, the beautiful Spaniard placed its massive knob,
firmly, against the crying Negress's waiting arsehole.

      Fixing his eyes on the point of connection, the beautiful young man,
trembling with barely controlled lust, gripped the blackgirl's soft, round
shoulders with his large, powerful hands, shuffled foreword and, placing his
feet in the loops hanging from the girl's belt, stood in the stirrups and added
his full and considerable weight onto the Negress's hips.            The girl's
head shot up.

    "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" She bellowed.

     And we all saw her sweat coated body sink another six inches down on the
Stake. It would seem that, rather than sinking farther up into her body, the
presser of the shaft was now pressing on the Stakes inflated head and expanding
the girl's already, extremely swollen belly.

       "YUUUUULK! YUUUUUULK!" She croaked, her pink tongue protruding,
alarmingly from her gaping mouth as she tried to speak and gasp for air at the
same time.

       We were all laughing and the crowd jeering as, while Madam Elaine went to
the Console and raised it once more, until the Negress's feet were two foot off
the floor, the young giant positioned himself, crouched in the stirrups, over
the blackgirl's back.  Huge as he was, he dwarfed the impaled blackgirl, like
some great, white Spider with a Bluetailed fly. Both, now with their feet well
off the ground, his in the loops and here's hanging each side of the shaft, were
about to dance a little jig for us.

     Thrusting his hips foreword until his astounding prick was standing
parallel to the Stake and pointing straight up between the groaning Negress's
big, round and well greased arsecheeks, the giant steadied himself for the
thrust.

     Madam Rita, still holding the huge knob pressed against the weeping girl's
big, bulging bumhole, was also excitedly watching the point of contact.

     "Ready, beeg boy?" She asked, and at his eager nod she cried.     "NOW! RAM
EET UP HER ARSE!"

      With a great shout of lust, the young giant, thrusting down in the loops
with his feet, straitened his muscular legs and rammed his immense, greased
cock, upward at the blackgirl's defenceless arsehole. As he thrust his feet down
in the stirrups, the belt to which they were attached, firmly pulled her
defenceless arse, down hard, onto his upward lunging shaft.  Plunging his great
prick right into the girl's greased and already well stretched and slackened
anus, he embedded his rigid shaft, with one swift stroke, to its root, in her
boiling bowels.

      The shit spurted from her suddenly expanded ring.

      "NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHH!" She roared, throwing back her lovely head.

      With the full length of his mighty cock completely engulfed up the girl's
big arse, the young stud paused a moment with his muscular torso pressed against
her soft and shapely back, savouring the delightful sensation of her hot, soft,
shit packed innards, clenching convulsively around his pulsing prick. Then, with
his handsome face twisted into a mask of lust, the tall Apollo slowly drew back
his hips and pulled his rigid Yard out of the stretched and swollen lips of the
shrieking Negress's clutching, pouting asshole.

      Oh, it looked so pretty! His great, smooth, white shaft, moving so
smoothly between the girl's big, black buttocks. It was quite beautiful, in a
way.

      Anyway, he withdrew his cock until only his huge knob remained inside, the
stretched, shit smeared lips of her anus, clenching tightly under its flange.
Then he started sliding it in and out of her, quicker and quicker, until he was
bumfucking her, vigorously. The heavy, downward thrusts of the giant's feet on
the leather belt loops, firmly pulled the buggered blackgirl's ravaged arse,
down hard, onto the savage, upward thrusts of his rigid shaft.

      The girl was screaming in protest, but her anguished shrieks only seemed
to excite her rapist more. He reached around her and gripped her stretched and
badly swollen breasts, still tightly bound, and began kneading them, cruelly, in
his strong, large hands.

      Madam Rita, who had been watching the amusing entertainment with an evil
smile on her lovely red lips, once more moved to the control Console. The
beautiful Spaniard started the Stakes mighty shaft, pistoning up and down and,
carefully matching the strokes to the tempo of the giant's thrusts, fucked the
shrieking blackgirl's grossly distended cunt in synchronized rhythm with the
violent reaming of her rectum.

      The inflated ball in her swollen belly, ensured that the young woman could
not be impaled any more than she was already, but the swiftly pistoning column
made her bounce, vigorously, up and down the shaft. As the Negress shrieked,
hysterically, the giggling Spaniard speeded the strokes of the pistoning Stake
until the girl's terribly stretched cunt was sliding up and down, around the
greasy shaft at an ever increasing rate.

      Next, Rita took a sharp toothed spring-clip that was attached to a long
electric lead from the control Console and clamped it, cruelly, onto the
blackgirl's hugely swollen clitoris and left it hanging on her bloated tickler.

      The blonde giant, shouting his lust and gripping the girl tightly by her
swollen tits, had to increase the speed of his thrusts to keep time with the
bouncing of her body. Faster and faster, his great prick flashed, smoothly,
between the round, brown cheeks of her big, juddering bum. Faster and faster, he
pumped its full length and thick girth, in and out, in and out, of her grossly
distended arsehole. He curled back his lips and ground his teeth and buggered
the blackgirl, furiously.

      Suddenly, he threw back his handsome head and gave a loud shout. He was
about to 'shoot his muck'!

      Madam Rita pressed a switch on the Console, which flashed an electric
shock through the girl's swollen clitoris, triggering a drug induced sexual
climax which made the Negress's big arse, shake violently and her shit filled
rectum, clench and milk on the young giant's convulsing cock.

      The blackgirl's beaded hair stood straight up on her head and, with her
lovely mouth open wide, she gave one last fearful shriek, her abundant
cunt-custard flowing down the Stake, just as the young giant, bellowing like a
bull, shot his boiling spunk into her shit packed bowels.

      After that, it was all over quite quickly. The Spaniard kept the electric
current shooting through the Negress's big tickler until the girl's arsehole had
milked the giant's bollocks dry. Then she slowed the Stakes movements to a halt,
retracted the shaft until the girl's feet touched the floor and turned it off.

      The Negress slumped on the shaft and the big man stepped down from the
stirrups and backed away from her, withdrawing the thick, pink hose of his
softening cock from the girl's bowels. It slipped out of her gaping, grossly
dilated arsehole with a loud, wet 'plop' and hung, like a great, fat, oily pink
slug, dangling to his knees and dribbling spunk and shit. He staggered away,
helped by two Madams, acknowledging the applause of the delighted crowd, as he
went.

      Madam Rita lifted the Negress's head. Although the girl was completely
exhausted, she was, amazingly, still quite conscious. The Spaniard gave the girl
a sweet and cruel smile and, waved a signal to Elaine, who was once more
controlling the winch. Moving her hands over the Consoles controls, the Spaniard
quickly deflated the head of the Stake and we all saw the blackgirl's big belly
relax and shrink back to something nearer its normal size. Then the winch motor
buzzed back into life and the pulley line dropped down and Rita attached it to
the clips on the blackgirl's tightly bound tits.

      "Oh, God, no! Please don't do this again!" Screamed the Negress in alarm.

      "Shut thee fuck up!" The Spaniard snapped, unclipping the wire off the
girl's clit. "How else do we get you off thee Stake? You stupeed cunt!"

      And she signalled Elaine to take her up.

      The wire tightened and lifted the badly swollen globes of the girl's
breasts up into the air and pulled them tight. The Negress's eyes shot open and
bulged from her head. She gave a loud gasp and, to our delight, the winch
started to pull her up and, stretching her breasts, draw her sweat soaked body
off the thick shaft of the Stake.

      Lifted by her abused breasts, the screaming girl's body was drawn up the
column of the Stake, with a loud sucking sound and pulled off the top with a big
'PLOP'. Her cunt being almost pulled inside out, in the process.

      Quickly lowered into the arms of the waiting Madams, they carried her to
the edge of the dais and, pulling her legs open wide, her grossly stretched cunt
and arsehole were proudly displayed to the delighted Duchess and to the
laughing, jeering crowd. Then she was carried to a ambulance and driven away.



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