Karen and the Torture Club

Chapter 14

The month had been busy for Karen. She had spent considerable time with John and subsequently with Suzanne. The two women had bought a dozen raw chickens and had practiced over and over again until they were confident that that had the branding process worked out perfectly.

Richard could tell when his wife had been working on the project, she was flushed and very aroused. It was all he could do to keep up with her demands. Hers was a challenge he was delighted to meet.

Karen busied herself that day getting ready for the big night. Whenever the club had met the hosts had provided an excellent spread and she was not going to be outdone. Richard was very involved also. He even had extra lighting installed so that he could create a better mood in their spacious entertainment room. He decided to leave many of their toys out where guests could look at them. Karen was shocked at first when she saw what he had displayed but soon decided that no one was coming tonight who would be surprised at what they saw. Strangely, nobody had thought to do this at previous parties and Richard liked the idea of starting a new trend.

He had set up the love stocks, the lady horse, a flogging bench and a large wooden cross. In addition he had taken the many smaller toys that they had used and had made a display board. Hanging from the hooks on the board were an intriguing assortment of tools such as studded leather collars and cuffs, steel handcuffs, whips, canes, the martinet a tawse and a crop. Whilst Karen had vivid recollections of tasting the delights of many of these toys, she had no idea that Richard had been so busy making and collecting things. She remarked that she had not yet seen some of the things he had on display. He was amused by her surprise as she examined the many bits of apparatus. He told her that he was often coming up with ideas on things that they could play with and do and he just went ahead and made things or bought things as he got the idea. Thus, whenever they wanted to play, he always had something new to try.

7pm came and with it their guests, including a flushed and nervous Jenny. She was talking a great deal with her voice louder and higher than usual, her gestures were more animated and she laughed a lot.

Ross arrived with the branding frame discretely covered with a sheet. John discretely handed Karen a box which she took inside. She later emerged and inconspicuously placed 2 branding irons under a towel on a table on which was also placed a small LP gas camping stove.

No one mentioned the specific purpose of the evening and the drinks flowed freely and there was lots of happy conversation. Naturally much of the discussion centred around the toys on display, especially the love stocks and the Lady Horse. Since the love stocks was Richard's invention, it got quite a bit of interest and only a few of the guests had ever heard of a lady horse so it was a centre of interest also.

Jenny had been noticed casting an anxious glance at the covered frame and the little stove beside it. She said nothing about it however.

Promptly at 9PM Ross began tapping his glass and called for quiet. To Karen's surprise he began by saying how they were gathered tonight to celebrate and take part in a special moment in Jenny's life. But then he went on to say how indebted the club was to Karen, not only for providing the venue, food and drinks for the evening but that she went to considerable trouble at fairly short notice to research the art of branding.

He then said "Before I ask Karen to explain what is to happen tonight, I want Catherine to come forward." She did, and Ann presented her with a gold chain that had a pendant attached which was in the shape of a coil of rope. It was a very beautiful piece and the chunky gold chain suited her perfectly. "Thank you", said Ann "you were very brave." Catherine gave a shy smile and replied that she had had a great time. Then she looked knowingly at Mark.

Ross motioned for Karen to come forward. She did. She was surprised that he would want her to do the talking but she certainly did know all that was to happen and what needed to be done. Here was the confident business woman, who had spoken to many much larger audiences than this and was used to speaking unprepared and without notes, flushed of face, and with an anxious high pitch to her voice saying "Thank you Ross, I didn't expect to be doing this."

She paused. Where had her confidence gone?. Was it because she had arranged to have another woman's body seared with hot steel? Was it because she was aware that each of these people had seen her naked body with legs widely spread and heard her screams as her most sensitive female parts were teased by the sting of the ants and, more recently, the impact of the cane? Was it because, spread around the room, were the items of her subjugation? No doubt, as she spoke some in the room were envisioning how she would look spread-eagled on the wooden cross while others would have been fascinated by the thought of her strapped to the flogging bench squealing & shrieking under the whips and other tools of pain so carefully displayed..

It was hard to be dignified under these conditions but she resolved to pull herself together and do the job.

"Friends," she began, "As Ross has said we are going to share with Jenny a special moment in her life. Indeed it will be true to say that after tonight she will never be the same again" "God" - she thought "I've got juice trickling down my leg." She continued. "Jenny has asked us to brand her and we are to do it now" "Jenny please come forward." Looking around her nervously the young woman stepped forward. Her short muscular body had a cat like grace as she walked her erect nipples standing out prominently on her small firm breasts and thrusting into the soft thin material of her blouse. Karen asked her to remove her clothes. She reached for the clasp at the back of her dress but she was so nervous that she fumbled with it. Suzanne went to her aid and soon she was standing naked and slightly trembling before the assembled group.

Ross lifted the sheet off the frame and took away the towel exposing to the wide eyed and naked young woman the panoply of apparatus gathered for her. Immediately her eyes were drawn to the irons. She had no idea what to expect but the sight of these brutal but beautifully made shining tools made her shudder.

Karen was most impressed by the frame since this was the first time that she had seen it. Basically it was a steel structure in the shape of a inverted "Y." The two legs were rigidly mounted to a sturdy wooden base. Where the legs joined to the vertical top section was an adjustable horizontal section supporting two padded blocks between which the woman would stand. A strap was provided at waist height and at the upper thighs and above each knee. A pair of wrist cuffs were attached to the top of the vertical section.

Warren who had been asked to video the event set up his camera where Jenny, Karen and the frame were in view of the camera.

Karen explained to Jenny what was planned. She explained about the need for the stinging antiseptic ink that would be applied regularly later and described that she was to be branded just above the crease of her bottom. The wide eyed girl did not say a word but nodded as each point was explained to her.

Karen took a paper that Ross had given her and began to read from it.

"Jenny," she said "I want to ask you some questions before we proceed - Is that OK?"

Jenny nodded again.

"Jenny, are you here of your own free will to accept this brand tonight?

"Yes"

Have you been threatened or paid or in any other way induced to be branded here tonight?"

"No"

"Jenny, are you aware that we will brand you deeply and leave a mark that will stay on your body for the rest of your life and that the pain that you will suffer in being branded will be extreme"

Visibly shaking, Jenny said "Yes"

"Are you willing to have an antiseptic dye applied to the brand as often as is needed during the healing process to ensure that the brand will heal to a vivid colour. Knowing that the application of this antiseptic will be painful and frequent during the healing time?"

"Yes"

"Do you appreciate that we here are trying to do what you requested and that we claim no expertise in this business and that you will not hold the club or any individual responsible for any undesirable outcome from this night or subsequent related events?"

"You're getting very legal, but yes"

"Do you mind us video taping this?"

"No"

"Lets do it"

Suzanne took the trembling woman to the frame, where she stepped onto the wooden base and took position in front of the steel upright. Her husband took her hands and kissed her fondly on the lips then without being asked, placed her wrists in the cuffs and secured them. Leonie was seen bringing a large mirror assisted by John who carried another smaller mirror. "This will be the last time that you will be able to see yourself unmarked", Ross interjected. "would you like to have a look?" Karen asked.

Jenny nodded, and the mirrors were placed in position. Suzanne pointed to the exact places where the brands would go.

After about a minute, Ross stepped up to the stand and the others took their cue and moved away. He took the straps at her waist and pulled them up firmly. Jenny gasped as her tiny waist was constricted and the cold pillar was pressed into her belly and up between the valley between her breasts. He then crouched down and tied the strap around her upper left thigh. He motioned for Peter to help him tie her right leg. Her husband was no less gentle and pulled the strap firmly pulling the lower section of the frame into her leg. The two men then tied the straps above her knees in the same manner. Her legs were pulled in by the straps but being the muscular little person she was, this effect was less pronounced than it would have been for a fatter person.

The girl was panting with the excitement and the intensity of the occasion when Ross loosened the screw holding the side pads in place. He again asked Peter to assist as he pushed one pad firmly against her pelvic bone. Her husband pushed just as firmly on the other side. Her lower body was totally immobile with her wide womanly pelvis rigidly clamped between the pads as Ross locked the clamp.

Jenny had found that she was able to place her hands on top of each other and rest her chin on them as Suzanne took position. "OK," she said, "Last chance, if you say "please brand me, now", then I will and nothing you will say or do until it's over will stop me."

Jenny was a bit dazed. "Well," Suzanne prompted "What do you want me to do?"

"Please brand me", she replied with some defiance entering her voice.

"OK'" Suzanne said, "I've got some bad news for you, I can't use two brands at once and be sure that I will get them both in the right place." "So, I'm going to have to do one letter at a time."

Suzanne lit the stove and placed the irons over the fire one on each side of the small stove. She kissed Jenny's sweating forehead and then stroked her hair during the five minutes or so that it took for the steel to reach red heat. The roar of the propane burner filled the room and not a sound was heard from the assembled gathering. The slight musky smell of the aroused human female could be detected in the air. Jenny's flushed and sweaty naked body was evidence of her sensation but Karen, Suzanne and indeed every woman in the room was also very aware of their own deep arousal. Many was the blouse with rigid nipples thrusting against the material and many were the trousers with a noticeable bulge in front.

Suzanne turned down the gas as she took the iron with the letter "P" glowing brightly on the end and turned to Peter, "Peter, are you willing to have your initials burnt into your wife's body.

"Yes", he replied firmly looking into his wife's eyes for approval as he said so.

Suzanne waited for the red to disappear then counted slowly to 100 after that.

She positioned herself so that she could get a clear attack on the waiting body and made sure that the camera was in position.

Then she pressed the iron into the soft white skin.