Karen and the Torture Club

Chapter 3

Karen and Richard were elated. The club was turning out to be just what they had hoped it would be. The events of the first meeting were so arousing for both of them that the drive home seemed exasperatingly long. As soon as they arrived home one would have thought they had not seen each other for years, such was the enthusiasm and intensity of their lovemaking. Clearly the predicability and routine of their relationship had been strangling it. The club had introduced an element of daring and variety into their sex lives more so than they could ever do themselves.

The second letter from the club arrived on the Friday of the second week of May and advised that the next meeting will be held on Sunday 30th. It also advised that future meetings would be held on the last Sunday of each month. This time the club would meet at Alex and Nicole's house. They were pleased to see that Alex and Nicole lived near them and so they would have less than a ten-minute drive to get to their house. The long drive home from Ross' house was a hassle last month and they realised that they should have taken up his offer to stay the night. They did not get much chance to talk to Alex and Nicole but they knew who they were. Alex was probably in his late forties with brown wavy hair, which was thinning at the crown, and grey streaks were appearing. He spoke with a European accent and Richard noticed, as he was leaving last month, that he drove a BMW. Nicole appeared slightly younger than her husband and had no accent at all. In fact her voice was cultured and indicated a good education, probably in a private girls school. Her clothes were expensive as were the few tasteful items of jewellery she wore.

At 5 PM on the 30th Karen and Richard arrived at Alex and Nicole's house. It was a large low set house with another large building behind it. This building housed their computer business, which they managed. A wide wooden decking provided a walkway between the buildings it was covered by a tile roof of the same style as that of the house and building. On either side of the wooden decking were well maintained lawns bordered by gardens. A vertical wooden pillar supported the roof in the centre of the walkway. A second similar but obviously temporary pillar had been erected beside it. It was nailed to the walkway at the bottom and secured to the exposed beam of the roof by a carpenters clamp. Karen had a feeling that she would not want to know what it was for. She avoided looking at it and instead looked in the large window of the building, which, she estimated, would house about twelve staff during the week.

Ross and Ann arrived at the same time as Karen and Richard and the four greeted each other warmly.

"You were wonderful last month," Karen said to Ann.

"God! - I was so sore for the next week - but it was lovely, I felt so sexy."

"I wonder what wickedness they have cooked up for us tonight."

"I guess we will soon know", Ann replied.

Warren and Leonie were pouring drinks as Karen and Richard introduced each other. They were a very friendly couple. Warren had a very firm handshake and the skin of his hands was hard. He was obviously no stranger to physical work. Leonie was vivacious and full of fun. Her shoulder length hair was naturally blonde and her body was petite and slim. She wore a light floral dress, which was backless from the waist up. The bodice was like an apron. It tied at her shoulders in thin straps, which crossed over her back and joined to her skirt at her hips. The sides of her small firm breasts were visible and the shape of her large nipples could be seen outlined in the material. Both Warren and Leonie appeared to be in their late twenties. As they talked it turned out that Warren was a swimming pool contractor. They were a fun couple to talk to and they chatted animatedly while they waited for the remainder of the guests to arrive. Leonie introduced them to Scott and Marion who had become friendly with Leonie and Warren during the last meeting. In fact Richard remembered that Leonie had clung to Scott while Warren played his part as Ann's tormentor on that occasion.

Scott was tall and from the clothes he wore, Karen thought he was a farmer. In fact she discovered much later that he was an orthodontist. Marion was a big lady with a full figure. She had soft brown hair, which was elegantly styled. They were the parents of two university-aged children. They obviously enjoyed the company of Warren and Leonie.

Alex who clapped his hands to get attention interrupted the buzz of conversation. He welcomed the guests to his home and told them that the committee had met early in the month and had appointed him to be Master of Ceremonies at club meetings. He said that the committee meeting had been quite a good one and they had covered a lot of issues to get the club up and running. He then read to the group the following rules which the committee had decided upon;

The star of the show for each meeting will be decided by drawing a marble from a large glass jar (which he produced). Each lady will put three marbles in the jar with her name on each. One marble will be randomly withdrawn from the jar each meeting. When a marble is taken from the jar it will be put in an envelope and kept out of the jar for twelve months. Thus, while it is possible that a lady may have to star three times in a year, it is unlikely to happen. The intention being that a lady who has starred in a show has a diminished chance of being selected again within a year but is never free of the fear that she might. If a lady is absent from a meeting when her marble is drawn, she will not be told about it until the next meeting when she will star along with the lady chosen on that occasion as well. Another marble will be drawn to choose a star for the meeting at which the lady first selected was absent.

The membership fees will be $1,000 per year, per couple. These fees will be used to buy prizes for the stars and pay for the food and drinks and other expenses of the club.

An application form to join the club had been written. On this form every person undertook to be bound by the rules of the club and acknowledged that they were joining of their own free will.

He then explained that Bruce and Ursula had withdrawn from the club. They apologised and wished them well but that Ursula did not feel that she could take the punishment that Ann took last month. He said that there was another couple interested in joining.

"Now for tonight's show," he continued. "The instrument tonight will be the martinet" He paused and Jenny carried to him a device with a wooden handle about nine inches long from which hung about 8 leather thongs each about two feet six inches long and about the thickness of a shoelace. "This is a French invention" he said. "It has more sting than the cane and the lashes tend to flick down into nooks and crevices that a cane or paddle cannot find. However because there is very little weight in the lashes they do not bruise as much as other instruments can do. Our star tonight will enjoy six strokes on the buttocks and thighs followed by two across the breasts." Karen gasped. Richard had spanked and caned her on her bottom before but never had her breasts been made to suffer. Could she stand this? How would it feel? Surely at least some of the lashes will strike her sensitive nipples and surrounding areola. Again a delicious trembling both from fear and the lascivious expectation of being made helpless before all these people rippled through her body.

When the many gasps and other female noises had subsided Alex continued to speak. He asked Jenny to bring over the next toy. She returned with a broom handle. He used her to demonstrate that by placing the handle across her back and hooking her elbows over it and then tying her hands together in front of her, she was helpless. She could not dislodge the broom handle from her elbows and moreover she was forced to thrust her breasts forward to ease the tension on her arms. He then escorted her to the two wooden pillars and showed that by clamping each end of the broomstick to each pillar she was immobile. Also her feet could be tied to each post as well thus holding them wide apart.

"Thank you Jenny," he said, "This ladies is what one of you will enjoy this evening. Now will you please fill out your membership application forms and then write your names on three of these marbles so that we can find our lucky winner for tonight." Jenny hastily withdrew. She, as a committee member knew what, was planned for the evening but even so felt awkward having her body used to display the use of the broom stick.

Karen looked at Jenny and thought what a strange position the ladies on the committee were in having to help plan an erotic show for each meeting, never knowing if they will have to star in it. Jenny and Alex's demonstration had been awesome. Whoever had thought of the broomstick and the pillars was diabolical. The star was totally immobile with the minimum of tying. Richard would love it. The broomstick caused Jenny's small breasts to thrust forward and even fully clothed she looked very sexy in that position. How would it be for her with her large breasts - naked? She knew she would make quite a show. Then she looked at the martinet. She had never seen one before. Soon it could be her displayed and helpless shrieking as the lashes swirled around her body - her breasts. Why was it that the feeling of being a helpless victim always made her feel so aroused? She felt the now familiar swelling in her nipples and between her legs. Richard was looking at her. He was aroused by her. He was obsessed by her. He loved her. Not only did he love her for the joy he found in her body and her companionship but by allowing herself to be available for these shows she gave him the enjoyment of sharing in the erotic displays of the other women of the club as well.

Leonie had selected a large bag containing the little wooden marbles and was handing three of them to each lady. Karen took her three and a fine pointed marking pen and began to write her name on each marble. When she had finished she put them in the jar. She then took a blank membership application form and filled it out and signed it. Her business training made her aware that it was a legal document and shielded the club or its members of any responsibility to any of the participants at the meetings. In it she volunteered to accept any punishment the club chose to inflict on her during the club meetings. Later she found out that Derek who is a solicitor had drawn it up.

Suzanne, who was a committee member, was checking that all marbles were put in the jar while her husband Daryl collected the membership forms. Richard like some of the others gave Daryl a cheque for the $1000 membership fee with his membership form. The committee had decided to make Suzanne the club treasurer. She was a tall slim girl about twenty-eight years old with chestnut hair, which cascaded to her shoulders in gentle curls. She wore large glasses with fashionable octagonal frames. Her tight black knee length skirt emphasised her wide hips and flat stomach. A white loose fitting blouse with short puffy sleeves and slightly padded shoulders allowed her obviously braless breasts to seem to have life of their own as they swayed and rolled under the light cotton material. She had a pretty face with a slightly large mouth which was constantly smiling and laughing. Daryl was tall and slim also. His fashionably cut hair covered most of his ears although a small silver ring could still be seen in the lobe of one ear. Both spoke well and obviously enjoyed making conversation.

Finally all the marbles were marked and in the jar. The only exception being one of Ann's marbles, which was placed in an envelope with the date of the last meeting, marked on it and kept in a separate box. It was felt that, since she had already done a show, one of her marbles should be taken out according to the rules and not be replaced in the jar for twelve months.

Alex clapped his hands to interrupt the buzz of conversation and move on with the proceedings of the night. He asked Suzanne to pick up the jar and shake it to mix up the marbles. Richard wondered whether his choice of Suzanne to do this was influenced by her standing near the jar at the time or was it because of the obvious effect the shaking of the jar would have on her swaying breasts. After thoroughly mixing the marbles (much to everyone's delight) Alex asked her to close her eyes and reach in, select a marble and read the name on it. Karen wondered how Suzanne would feel if she drew out her own marble. She withdrew one of the little wooden balls and after holding the ball so she could read it through the reading lens of her bifocal glasses said in the style of the Hollywood Academy Awards "And the winner is... Maria"

Maria unwittingly sustained the Academy Award parody by screaming like most actresses do when their name is announced and hugging her partner. Terry knew as she pressed her body to his that this was no act. When she calmed down, which she did very quickly, Terry asked her to walk amongst the guests and remove her clothing and hand items to the guests as she did so. She was dressed in a similar style as she wore last meeting. Her red full skirt and blouse with its low scooping neckline gave her a gipsy look particularly with the chunky gold bracelets, neck chains and ear rings that she wore. Her shining black hair was fashioned into two small plaits each being tied in a small red ribbon. A diamond studded gold cross hung from the longest of her neck chains where it nestled in her abundant cleavage. She slowly removed her skirt and gave it to Terry, then with great trepidation began her circulation amongst the guests. Each couple warmly embraced her and this made her feel less afraid as she progressively shed her clothing.

By the time she reached Karen and Richard she was wearing only her garter belt. She removed this and handed it to Richard. He kissed her on the lips while he gently stroked her buttocks. Karen hugged her and kissed her also. She wondered if she would be able to control her feelings as well as Maria was doing, had it been her marble that had been withdrawn. Maria, still wearing all her jewellery, stepped up on the wooden walkway and walked to Alex who stood near the wooden pillars. He held the broom handle across the small of her back and helped her to hook her elbows around it. He then produced two small dog collars (such as a poodle would wear) and secured one to each of her wrists. Finally, he used a small padlock and a small chain to tie the collars together across her belly. She presented the guests with an awesome sight. Her body had the voluptuous curves that most southern European women have. Her very large breasts were thrust forward as a result of the broom handle pressing on her back. Her nipples and large aureole were darkly coloured with each nipple standing erect. Clearly she was excited, standing naked and displayed before these people, this was exacerbated by the cool night air swirling around her body, and making her feel more naked than ever.

She did not know whether to be happy or horrified when Alex announced that her appointment with the martinet would not be for half an hour. In the meantime she must mingle with the guests who would like to caress her and feed her from the array of savouries and finger food that Nicole was bringing out.

Karen tingled all over as she watched Maria moving clumsily amongst the guests. The position in which she was tied making it necessary for the humbling necessity of requiring other people to put food and drink to her lips. Of course food and drink was occasionally dropped on her breasts thrusting lewdly forward. "helpful" males eager to make sure they were "really clean" used up quite a few paper napkins to wipe them dry.

Alex announced that the committee had chosen a present for Ann in appreciation for her show last month. Jenny appeared carrying a tray on which sat a lovely crystal decanter and glasses. Ann stepped up on the walkway and accepted her present and kisses from Jenny and Alex.

Karen and Richard began to chat to Derek and Isobel. Isobel was very friendly and introduced herself and Derek very warmly. She was a well dressed person with short blonde hair. Her body was trim and she had the look of a person who is careful with her diet and does regular exercise. Derek was about thirty five years old and had a solid build and dark complexion. Karen did not find him to be very likeable. He was rather uncommunicative and when he did speak he seemed full of his own importance. She complimented him on the membership form he had drafted. All he could say was "Oh well - we will see how good it is when somebody sues us." Later she commented on his taciturn behaviour to Richard. "Maybe he will loosen up once he gets to know us better," said Richard.

"I hope so," she replied "He will be a bit of a bore otherwise."

Alex interrupted the conversation and announced that it was time for Maria to continue with her show. Karen watched her make her way back to the wooden walkway. She walked stiffly and was hampered by the ends of the broom handle protruding on either side of her body, which kept catching on people and other obstacles. Karen was sure that Maria would be feeling some pain already from the uncomfortable position in which she was tied. Maria, in arching her back and thrusting her breasts forward, no longer caring about the display she gave as she sought vainly to find a more comfortable position verified Karen's thoughts

Alex fixed a dog collar to each ankle and then escorted the helpless woman to stand between the two wooden pillars where he tied each collar to one of the pillars. Thus she stood feet wide apart, unable to close her legs no matter how hard she might wish to. Next by using carpenters clamps, he fixed each end of the broom handle to each pillar. Maria was indeed, helpless, exposed and vulnerable. She looked proudly at the guests and smiled at her husband. He blew her a kiss and gave her a thumbs up sign. She returned the gesture as best she could from her hands as they pressed against her belly. She then adopted a resolute expression with her mouth pressed into a thin line. It was obvious that she would not easily give in to the caress of the martinet.

Richard was surprised when Ross tapped him on the shoulder and handed him the martinet. John had also been selected also to assist in Maria's discipline. Richard had not previously had much to do with John and Julie but they were clearly the clubs youngest members. He was about 24 years old and Julie would only be about 22. His body was short and muscular and he looked like an iron man. His blonde wife could not escape attention, as she was beautiful. She had long blond hair that extended to the centre of her back and a firm shapely body. Last month her hair was braided. Tonight it hung in a ponytail. Richard handed the martinet to John and said, "You do the first six." John agreed.

Karen was disappointed not to have Richard's arms around her during the show. She stood near Julie who was also alone. Despite the fact that they had not previously spoken to each other, Karen felt Julie reach out and take her hand in hers.

Maria was strong. John stood to her side and behind her as he brought the martinet in a singing circular horizontal sweep. Her bottom clenched, her body stiffened, her chest and flaring nostrils evidenced her heavy breathing but she did not utter a sound. A thick red weal appeared on her left buttock where the collection of lashes fell. This mark split on the right cheek as the lashes spread out leaving thin raised pink lines as evidence of their burning kiss. Most curled around her hips and left their marks on the gentle rise of the right of her belly.

He stepped to her other side and repeated the stroke. Despite the mirror image set of weals extending across her bottom and around to the left of her belly, crossing and recrossing the previous weals in red ridges she still made no sound. Next John held the instrument high above his head and struck down onto her right buttock. The burning strands hit the curve of her cheek and spread out. Some ran down the side of her leg curling around to the front her thigh. Others continued down the trembling buttock curling under the soft overhang, across the sensitive crease where buttock meets thigh and down the back of the leg. All these strands hurt but none like the ones that fell into the crease of her bottom and made little lines of raging fire run across her quivering anus down between her legs to draw ridges of fire along the soft moistness of her spread labia. She squealed.

Karen felt Julie's grip tighten on her hand as she watched her husband make Maria twist, clench and shake in a futile effort to rid herself of the little ridges of pain criss-crossing her lower body. He struck twice more on the back of each wide spread leg, causing the lashes to wind around the sensitive flesh on her inside leg. Both strokes were accompanied by howls from Maria and panted pleas for him to stop. His final stroke was a repeat of the third, only this time on her left buttock. Maria was oblivious of anything but the burning of her lower body. Her most sensitive flesh was now a riot of stinging fire. Yet she felt another fire as well. From her throbbing clitoris to her bulging nipples she felt a burning itch for stimulation. If only she could rub her nipples, rub her crotch, pull her legs together and rub her labia together.

There was a pause as John handed the instrument to Richard. Karen knew how hard he could be. She had shown him the passion that can be released in some women (women like her) by a vigorous whipping. She had never been whipped on the breasts before. Could she stand it, if he did to her what he was about to do to Maria? Her breasts were huge like Maria's - He was probably imagining her, comparing her to Maria. If he enjoyed himself, and he obviously was, sooner or later she must inevitably find herself in Maria's position. Again she felt a familiar wetness between her legs and the pressure of enlarged nipples pressing against her brassier.

Maria opened her eyes to see Richard standing in front of her. Suddenly she realised what he was about to do.

"No! No! - Not my tits" she begged.

The broom handle forced her to present them proudly. They presented a perfect target. It was impossible for her to shrink away. He stepped up close to her and, reaching behind her neck, he gently undid the chain from which the little diamond studded cross hung in the deep valley between her breasts. He kissed her tenderly on the mouth and stood back.

Richard wound back like a golfer and struck brutally along the top of her left breast letting the strands spread out along the right. As expected some ran up to her shoulder and others curled around the right side of her body, however the ones that sent the most screaming message of fire to her brain were the ones that crossed her right aureole and whipped over her erect nipple. She screamed and most of the female spectators gasped. Karen and Julie were hugging each other by now. He changed sides and struck again. He aimed for the underside of the right breast, causing it to jump as the eight strands hit it and spread out. Now it was the left nipple and its dark halo that felt the agony as two of the tiny strands of fire snaked across it.

One last squeal broke the night air before Maria, now covered in perspiration and with other feminine moisture tickling down the inside of her legs, was gently kissed by Richard and John. Ross gave Terry a tube of soothing slippery ointment and suggested that he massage his wife with it. Oblivious to her audience Maria moaned with delight while, still tied and held in place by the broom handle, Terry rubbed the cool ointment over her burning buttocks, her swollen nipples and her throbbing clitoris. Soon she shuddered and squealed with delight as Terry caused her to climax by sliding one slippery finger into her tender anus and rubbing the soothing ointment in and around her labia and clitoris with his other hand.

Soon after, Alex undid the collars at her wrists and ankles and unclasped the broom handle. Maria stretched her cramped muscles by raising her arms in the air and whirled them about. By now being naked amongst other fully clothed people was quite normal for her. Richard and John returned to their wives who were talking excitedly together. Alex kissed them goodbye as he escorted Terry and the still naked Maria inside the house where they would have a bedroom and en suite to themselves for the night.

No one stood around talking. Richard remarked that he had never seen a party break up so fast as they drove home quickly. Karen was naked before she got out of the car. She tore the clothes off a willing Richard before they had made it to the living room carpet where they stayed.