The story of Harvey
Chapter 5
The group of guests looked on silently as the six trussed and moaning
beauties slowly rotated on the device, the manner in which they were bound
thrusting their smooth-shaven pubic areas obscenely forward leaving them as
brutally exposed as it was possible to be.
They circled helplessly, gently swaying in their harnesses, each woman
reduced to screaming agony as she passed inches above the hot bed of coals. The
well-basted buttocks and genitals were seared by heat way beyond the pain
thresholds of the women as the soft flesh slowly roasted during the brief period
they were suspended over the glowing fire.
The apprentices laughed and shouted comments to each other as they
waited with their basting brushes for "their" woman to pass in front of them.
Liberal quantities of oil were applied onto and between the tightly stretched
buttocks, whilst particular care was taken to give the bald pubic mound and
vaginal area a good coating to avoid damage. The whole point of the exercise
after all was to ensure maximum pain without long-term disfigurement wherever
possible.
A white-coated instructor kept a watchful eye on the tortured buttocks
and genitals as they passed before him. Now and then he stepped forward and
inspected the flesh for scorching, squeezing the lower curves of the buttocks or
the outer labia to confirm his suspicions. The parts in question were by this
time turning a bright red. Should the flesh actually start to singe, he would
tell the apprentice concerned to raise the woman a few inches further above the
coals using the pulley arrangement.
A shapely beauty with long, auburn hair was just being oiled ready for
her next pass over the griddle when she completely and utterly lost all
self-control. She jerked and writhed uncontrollably in her harness - a futile
exercise in view of the almost total restriction of movement - and went into a
wild-eyed frenzy. Throwing her head from side to side, she howled and gibbered
in demonic fashion as a mix of drool and tears ran down her face and dripped
from her chin. Shrieks of pure hysteria assailed Harvey's ears as he looked on
in astonishment at the outburst. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! NO MORE!!
YYYYIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!! HELP ME - HELP ME-EEEEEE!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
PLEEEEEEEEASE!! NO MORE - PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!! STOP - STOP - UUUURRRGGGGGHHHHH -
AAAAGGGHHHHHHH!!! I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
The apprentice looking after her laughed as he completed the basting and
gave the bald pubic mound an affectionate pat. "Lady make lots more noise soon!"
he chuckled in a thick accent. Screaming insanely, she slowly continued on her
way round to the grill; soon she was indeed making lots more noise - howls of
pure agony assailed the ears of the onlookers as once more the delicate flesh of
her nether regions sizzled over the red-hot coals.
Spellbound, the group watched the slowly circling procession of frantic,
shrieking females for a few minutes more. Khaled, their guide glanced at his
watch and suggested that as time was getting on they should move round to the
far corner of the huge room, where a few more women were being attended to. In a
way Harvey was glad, as the piercing screams were becoming slightly painful on
the ears.
The men trooped across to where more activities were taking place. It
was slightly less noisy here, although the high-pitched yells continued to echo
loudly around the walls of the great chamber as the apprentices continued their
ruthless ministrations.
Before them was a line of what looked like largish, square stools made
from chromed steel and heavy duty plastic, with tubular steel arms at each side.
Upon each sat a semi-naked female, all of whom were dressed in similar apparel.
Firstly, the regulation black patent skyscraper stiletto heels. Secondly, a
shiny black rubber hood with apertures at the eyes and two small holes beneath
the nostrils, tightly zipped at the back and completely enclosing the head like
a second skin. Although a hole was provided at the mouth it was filled by a
large rubber ball gag buckled tightly behind the head. Thirdly, a thick black
leather collar with a high front piece which forced the head up and back at an
extreme and most uncomfortable angle. Finally a tight, wide leather waist belt
from the rear centre of which a half-inch wide leather strap ran down to
disappear into the deep valley between the buttocks.
A pair of thin wires ran from under the stool to a small indicator fixed
to a stand behind and above the head of each woman, and on which a digital
number was illuminated. These were currently lit with numbers ranging from nil
to five.
The female figures, of which Harvey counted eight, were fastened by
ankle cuffs affixed to the stool legs, and wrist cuffs likewise to the tubular
arms. It was seen that the seated women were squirming and bouncing frantically
on the stools, all appearing to be in a state of extreme distress.
By way of explanation Khaled first beckoned the group to the far corner
where a spare stool reposed, identical to those currently occupied. He showed
his audience the big, shiny metal dildo screwed into a fitting in the centre of
the rigid polypropylene seat. He also showed them the connection via fine wires
from the digital display to the underside of the stool and from there up into
the dildo. He explained that the dildos contained tiny electronic sensors. The
sensors could detect a female orgasm, upon which an electronic message would be
sent to the display unit. Thus the number of orgasms achieved would be
constantly updated on the small screen, the use of the sensors ensuring there
could be no "faking".
Khaled gave the guests more information. He told them that this corner
of the chamber was in fact set aside for the apprentices' recreation rather than
serious training. The objective was to force the women to achieve the maximum
number of orgasms within a specified timescale, normally one hour. It was
customary for each apprentice to contribute to a "draw", the one handling the
top-scoring woman taking the prize money.
He went on to add that a couple of incentives were provided to help them
in their efforts. Firstly, the leather girth straps running between their legs
incorporated tiny clitoral stimulators, vibrating discs powered by minute
batteries to keep them sexually aroused. Secondly, each woman's allocated
apprentice helped her by use of a cane across the back or bottom. As he
explained this to his audience, Khaled waved a hand towards the line of grinning
young men behind the stools, wearing nothing but the black leather pouches that
comprised their "uniform". Erections straining the tight pouches, they kept a
close watch on their charges, the thin, whippy canes poised in their hands ready
to ensure there was no slackening. The bouncing, quaking posteriors were prime
targets as the apprentices spurred them to greater effort in the chase for the
prize money on offer.
Harvey and his colleagues also learnt there was another incentive for
the women. Not only were they required to put maximum effort into their work on
the dildos, but in addition the two with the least number of orgasms at the end
of the session were destined for a journey to the palace laboratory. This was a
place of unspeakable horrors of which just a hint had been enough to ensure that
all the women tried desperately to avoid such a fate. As the display screens
were out of their line of sight, they had no way of knowing how well they were
doing and could only try their hardest to achieve the highest possible number of
orgasms.
The onlookers moved in to look closely at the eight bucking, quivering
females. On closer inspection it was obvious some were nearly exhausted through
their constant efforts to climax. With heads forced back by the collars they
gazed at the ceiling, tear-filled eyes peering out in desperation from inside
the rubber hoods. Anguished sobbing could be heard beneath the gags as again and
again they wearily clenched and unclenched their dancing buttocks, breasts
quivering and heaving with effort, vaginas stretched and sore from the continual
movement on the slick, rigid dildos. A large timer was built into the ceiling
where the women could see how long the session had run; the luminous green
display changed at one minute intervals. Despite the suffering of the women less
than thirty minutes had gone by since the exercise began - they had not even
reached the half-way stage.
They moved behind the line to inspect them from the rear. It was an
arousing sight. Each shapely back narrowed to a slim waist, then flared at the
hips into a pair of soft, plump buttocks. Thin red lines covered the flesh,
testimony to the enthusiasm of the apprentices; every few seconds one would
deliver a further stinging blow as a woman began to tire. The quaking globes
wobbled and bounced incessantly upon the stools, contracting and relaxing in a
bizarre rhythym. Most were glistening and shiny with moisture between the cheeks
where lubricant had spread from the tightly filled hole in front. A chorus of
strangled sobs, gasps and moans accompanied the scene, and Harvey had difficulty
in keeping his hand away from his throbbing erection at the sight of all this
helpless, pain-wracked femininity performing its frenzied, jiggling dance.
A buzzer suddenly sounded. Harvey glanced at the clock and saw that half
an hour had elapsed since the session began - the mid-way point had been
reached. Khaled waved his guests to the front of the line. "My friends, look
carefully at what happens next" he said with a smile. All the apprentices now
laid down their canes and came around to the front of the stools. In a
well-practised movement they knelt and released two clips at the base. Grasping
the women's calves, each of them levered his stool, complete with its occupant,
backwards. The stools were hinged across the bottom of the rear legs and easily
tipped back to a 60 degree angle. Each woman's hooded head went down behind the
level of their body until it hit a small, soft cushioning pad placed in a marked
spot on the floor. Sixteen shapely ankles lifted up to and then past the
horizontal, spiked heels pointing helplessly at the onlookers. Each apprentice
then swiftly released four more clips at the corners of the stool's plastic seat
and, gripping the it tightly, pulled it slowly but firmly towards him. The eight
seats, complete with attached dildos, came away to leave the naked loins framed
erotically in the squares of tubular steel now facing the onlookers. The dildos
glistened, wet and shiny from the long spell inside the women's bodies.
They all stared at the naked thighs and buttocks, gently quivering as
their inverted owners trembled with fear and exhaustion; Harvey felt the
familiar throbbing as his erection stiffened again. They looked even more
intently at the sore and distended sex lips of various shapes and sizes, soaked
with both lubricant jelly and natural fluids.
The leather strap under the crotch of each woman divided in two between
anus and vagina, the two narrow strips pulled tight each side of the outer
labia. They rejoined at the clitoris, at which point the unseen vibrating disc
was fitted into a tiny pouch of fine material sewn inside the leather. The
effect of the straps encircling the labia was to push the lips together, but at
the same time the dildo would have forced them apart, the resulting constriction
causing what must have been considerable pain.
At that moment a white-coated inspector came over. One by one he peered
closely at the wet and glistening vaginas so helplessly and humiliatingly
exposed to view. He reached out and carefully checked the tightness of the girth
straps. He tugged at the crinkly folds of the labia and thrust two fingers deep
inside each sticky channel. Finally he returned to number six who led with five
orgasms. Feeling inside her once more, he grimaced, shook his head
disapprovingly and entered a few notes on his clipboard. Instructions were given
to the apprentice who went across to a nearby cupboard, smiling knowingly.
Khaled translated for the group. "This female is oversexed and can
achieve orgasms too easily" he told them. "She is to be fitted with a number two
girth strap to increase the level of difficulty". Before Harvey could ask an
obvious question, it was answered by the return of the apprentice carrying the
girth strap. Upon inspection, it was clear that the discomfort level would be
far exceeded once the number two strap was fitted. The twin straps surrounding
the vagina were cut in a serrated pattern; the sharp leather points would cause
considerable pain as they dug into the soft flesh of the labia - and the
insertion of the dildo would make this pain much, much worse.
The apprentice deftly unhooked the strap at the front and rear of the
waist belt and eased it away. The new strap was hooked onto the front and pulled
tightly between the buttocks, the serrated leather carefully positioned either
side of the vaginal lips. A final firm tug at the back forced the strap up taut
between the cheeks, and the rear hook was fastened to the accompaniment of a
muffled shriek of pain. The woman bucked wildly in her bonds in a frenzied
attempt to break free - it was however totally futile. Harvey could see the
sharp points digging into the tender lips and could only guess at the agony the
woman would suffer by the re-insertion of the dildo.
For the second half of the session the degree of difficulty was
increased for the luckless women as the dildos were unscrewed and swiftly
replaced by larger ones. The length was not impossible to accommodate, but the
diameter was much larger than an erect penis. Even under normal circumstances
these would stretch the women to the limits; the girth straps would make the
pain virtually intolerable. As for number six, the serrated strap would be sheer
hell and Harvey wondered how on earth she would even be able to move, let alone
achieve orgasms.
The apprentices were not interested in number six' problems, nor those
of the others. They were concerned only with getting their woman into the lead
in order to win the prize money. Without further ado, they liberally coated the
dildos with lubricant jelly and repositioned the seats, carefully ensuring the
metal shafts were correctly placed between the labia. Slowly but firmly, they
were pushed back into place and locked. From under the rubber hoods came stifled
screams as the dildos slid home and the women's most tender flesh was crushed
into the leather of the straps. Their bodies bucked and writhed in their bonds
and the rubber-clad heads shook frantically as they fought to no avail to escape
the unbearable pain. Neither the inspector nor the apprentices showed the least
concern at their suffering, the latter laughing and joking as they swapped lewd
comments and mock insults with each other. Women in terrible pain were just a
normal part of the job to them.
The chairs were quickly hauled upright and locked into place, the
apprentices once more taking up position behind the quaking globes. Sharp taps
with the cane reminded the women of the fact that they had work to do. Totally
distraught, wracked with sobs, one by one they slowly began to move on the
dildos. The red, shapely posteriors contracted and relaxed, contracted and
relaxed as the combination of metal shaft and girth strap inflicted levels of
pain way above anything they could bear. It was almost impossible to carry on -
but they had no choice if they wished to avoid the cane's blows, some of which
were now falling harder in order to encourage the most reluctant ones to speed
up. Inhuman noises came from behind the gags as they somehow began to get into a
rythymn, even though the pain between their legs was by now unbearable. The
guests were impressed by the fortitude of number six; despite stifled howls of
pure agony, she somehow regained a slow but steady movement demonstrating that
she had plenty of courage despite her intense suffering.
Soon the plump buttocks were juddering and jiggling nicely once more in
spite of the extreme pain, which at one point was so severe it caused two women
in succession to pass out. Before long number four was approaching her third
orgasm of the session. The soft, white posteriors bounced faster and faster on
the stool as the climax neared, stifled moans coming from under the hood as the
woman jerked and twitched in her bonds. She orgasmed with a prolonged shudder as
her apprentice gave her a couple more firm strokes across the soft cheeks for
good measure; a red light appeared on the display, the digital number changing
from two to three. The woman sagged down onto the stool exhausted, her
apprentice, pleased at her efforts, kissing the rubber-clad head and whispering
words of encouragement in her ear. The show of affection did not last long.
Moments later the cane whipped across her behind yet again, adding to the many
weals. There was no time for rest! Sobbing hysterically and in a state of
extreme fatigue, she somehow began again... up... down... up... down...
bounce... bounce... wriggle... bounce... it was too much - but there was no
choice...
The group watched in fascination at the sight of the eight exhausted
women trying to orgasm over and over again, some more successfully than others,
all with the encouragement of the enthusiastic apprentices and all by now crying
uncontrollably - although in enforced near-silence. With fifteen minutes still
to go, some of the women were on the verge of collapse, groaning pitifully
beneath the gags as they slowly and wearily slid their bodies up and down the
slippery surface of the unyielding metal. Shouts of encouragement from the
excited young men at the rear, coupled with powerful cutting strokes from the
canes helped them to concentrate on the job in hand. They wept copiously, eight
pairs of eyes forced skywards and red-rimmed with tears whilst the gags
functioned successfully, allowing only faint gurgling moans to escape from the
open, drooling mouths they filled.
As the last few minutes ticked by, it was evident that numbers two and
seven were destined for the dreaded laboratory. Achieving only one orgasm each,
they were absolutely finished, unable to maintain any regular movement on their
dildos even though their backs and behinds were red-raw from the beatings they
had received.
Their eyes glazed over as they reached the point where their exertions
had all but rendered them unconscious, breasts heaving and bodies trembling
violently. Suddenly a buzzer sounded. It was all over! The inspector stood in
front of the luckless pair in turn and, looking down into their upturned,
despairing eyes, pointed meaningfully at each. A hoarse wail of terror was heard
from behind the gag of number two whilst number seven merely closed her eyes in
resignation, too shattered to respond.
Once again the stools of the unfortunate pair were tipped and the dildos
removed. Their size had distended the two red-raw vaginas quite considerably
despite the restriction of the girth straps, and some of the guests examined
them closely whilst their owners remained strapped on the stools. The seats were
then replaced once more minus the dildos, and the chairs unbolted from the floor
and lifted complete with their occupants onto a low, four-wheeled trolley. With
one apprentice pulling a handle at the front and another helping to push behind,
the weeping captives were trundled away to... what?
On the other hand, number six had, despite her terrible handicap,
achieved the most orgasms - nine in all. Her delighted apprentice patted, kissed
and cuddled her, congratulating her on her performance and grinning smugly at
his colleagues. She was in no state to appreciate the praise lavished on her.
She could do nothing - she sat, totally spent on her stool. Her breasts lifted
and fell as she tried desperately to take sufficiently deep breaths through the
small nostril holes in the suffocating hood. Once her stool was tipped and the
seat removed, it could be seen that her vaginal lips were like two strips of raw
liver between the serrated straps. What did provoke comment among the guests was
that, when the strap was unbuckled and removed, the clitoris was seen to be very
prominent indeed, like a tiny penis. Pink and sore from its exertions, the
little organ poked out stiffly from it's protective hood, testimony to both the
effectiveness of the stimulator and the woman's own sensuality.
The five remaining seats were tipped, the seats, dildos and girth straps
removed. Khaled indicated the line of helplessly exposed females in their
humiliating posture and handed out small multi-stranded whips to the guests.
"Help yourself to some personal pleasure, gentlemen!" he chuckled, "These are
just the things to keep our ladies screaming!"
A number of the men needed no second invitation, and were soon thrashing
the raw, inflamed labia with great gusto. It was a fine end to what had been a
very enjoyable experience for all - except of course the bound and gagged
beauties writhing in agony in front of them.
Eventually the whipping stopped and the apprentices prepared to release
the women, all of whom had by now either fainted from pain or were in a state of
semi-consciousness. Khaled asked if they wished to visit the laboratory. "You
will need strong stomachs, my friends!" he said with a knowing smile. They
agreed that such a visit would round off the day and trooped out of the enormous
room, leaving behind a cacophony of noise from the dozens of demented, shrieking
females still "assisting" the apprentices with their training...
To be continued.........
Cade - The Story of Harvey
