Day and Knight Volume II

DAY AND KNIGHT VOLUME II

Chapter # 8

“Ladies and gentleman, I’m proud to present the third act here tonight,” Susan announced to the raucous crowd. The small group was indeed getting more raunchy and rowdy as they got further into the submissive activities of the evening and as they began to feel the loosing effects of alcohol.

Susan brought Patti on stage in a short, brightly colored, oriental robe which didn’t do much to hide her curves or diminish the visual impact of her lovely stems.

“People, let me explain what we’re going to do next. Even Patti doesn’t know the rules of the next bit of action. And, she along with you, will only hear the rules once. Once we go behind the curtain again I will put our dear friend in a single arm binder and in heels. For this action, I want Brenda, Laurel and my two dominate room mates to come up on stage.

“Let me tell you the rules of this part of the performance as Master, Roger has devised them. Once the curtain is raised you will see a ring; like a boxing ring. Each corner has a different color and a big spot light shining on it. Each of you four ladies will be also be given pistol in color matching one of the corner. The pistol is special; each has four electric stimulating settings that get more intense as the setting rise from one to four. When you pull the trigger of your gun it will send an electric charge out approximately six feet.

“Your objective is to shoot Patti. Her objective is to avoid being shot. Her safe corner will be the corner that is lit up at any given time. If she is in that lit up corner you can not shoot her. But, the lights will come on and off and Patti, to avoid getting shot, at will have to run from one lit corner to another lit corner and when she is not in a safe corner she is fair game. She will be wearing protective goggles but I doubt that you will be aiming for her face anyway.

“There will be four rounds of one minute each. If Patti is hit more than fifty times in any round Patti will be given time out until the next round and there will be a sixty second rest period between rounds. The power on each gun will be raised at the beginning of each round.

“If Patti is staggered by the power of the hits she takes and if her knee or knees touch the mat twice in any one round, the game will be declared over and Patti will be required to run the gauntlet between your legs as her final punishment. There will be no shooting if Patti is down. You will be given paddles for the gauntlet and she will have to crawl through you with her arm binder on.

“Master Roger will count the hits, and Mr. Todd will operate the changing lights. Cheering is allowed.

“What do you think of the game ladies?” Susan asked the four designated shooters.

One after another they responded. “Sounds interesting.” “I wouldn’t want to be her.” You two take her tits, and we’ll take her cunt and ass.” “Let‘s get it on.”

As she completed her description of the event, Susan took secret delight in removing the robe from Patti and making her stand naked again in front of her appreciative audience.

Susan took Patti back stage to prepare her. When all was set, the curtain opened and the shooters took a corner.

“Patti, you don’t get a vote, just get in the ring and keep your wits about you.

Patti was scared. She wasn’t sure how this was going to work out for her. Now, she had four aggressive women trying to electrocute her cunt, ass, and tits. Fortunately the guns only had a six foot range but she didn’t have track shoes on and was likely to be very slow getting from one safe corner to another.

Roger rang the bell for the first round and Patti was standing in the middle of the ten foot ring. The red corner was lit and the women began hitting her. She moved quickly to the red corner but Todd changed the safe color to blue and she started to get hit again almost immediately. The crack of the pistols made the action sound worse than it really was, but Patti didn’t like the feel of the sharp electric surge even at this moderate setting.

The first round ended with Patti being hit thirty times. But for the next round the shooters would be better prepared and have a better strategy. At least that’s what they thought. But, Patti got smart too and was only hit twenty eight times in the second round. Not that being hit twenty eight times was a walk in the park especially since her tormentors were shooting primarily at her tits and her very wet cunt.

Patti really started to react badly during round three. The power in the guns were pretty bad on her and she began to loose concentration because of the discomfort. By the end of the round she had been hit forty eight times and was really in a bad state.

“I don’t think I can go on, Master, she wined. The surges of the gun shots are wearing me down and my legs hurt. I’ll surrender now if you’ll permit me, Sir.”

The one minute rest period between rounds was over and Roger started the last round without commenting on Patti’s request. Todd slowed down the pace and gave Patti more time in one safe base than he had previously but the power from the guns was quite severe and for the most part Patti was too weak get out of the way causing her to fall twice from the mixture of pain and exhaustion.

She pushed her way through the legs of her tormentors, but just barely.

“Let’s give Patti some breathing room for a moment,” Susan said. “Wasn’t she great at that new and submissive game? And, you four dominants were in your glory weren’t you?” she teased.

Roger held Patti for a few minutes and whispered encouragement to her then decided to have Susan move to the next phase of the performance.

“We have another piece of equipment that we want Patti to demonstrate for you. My Mistress calls it the ‘Electric Horse.’ It’s a modification of the ‘Wooden Pony’ that you may have seen before.

“Mistress Brenda has had the top of the inverted “V” fitted with a brass strip from front to rear. And the strip is connected to an electric transformer which produces a variable electric impulse which can be felt along the length of the brass strip; the variation can run from a modest to a quite heavy and harsh throb.

“When a slave girl straddles the devise and when her cunt is lowered onto the inverted ‘V’ she will have to strain on tip toes to avoid the punishment of the brass edge which presses directly into her cunt.

“Now, if her legs are pulled up behind her, it’s clear, that all of her weight will rest on her sensitive pussy. When the transformer is activated, guess what? The sensitive inner folds of her cunt will get the force of the electricity going through the brass strip. Pretty ingenious huh?

“I’ve ridden the horse once. Let me tell you, I learned a big lesson and I’ll be a good slave forever. This test tonight is mostly for your amusement not because Patti needs to be punished. Let’s see her in action.

“George, would you like to help me get Patti on the horse and be the operator of the transformer? I guarantee you that, while the highest level of impulse possible will be very uncomfortable for her, Patti will not die because of what you do to her. Faint, perhaps, but not die.” Susan smiled at her own sick humor.

Patti’s arms were again locked tightly in her one armed leather binder and her hair was braided tightly to a strap attached to the rafters. After she was placed on the horse, the horse was raised so that her feet could not touch the ground. Each leg was tethered up and behind her at the sides of the horse. All of her weight was pressing on one single spot; her inner cunt lips rested on the electrified brass strip. Patti was scared and felt the exaggerated pain being caused on her cunt and along the crease to her ass hole.

When George turned on the transformer, the first sensation she felt from the brass plate made Patti recoil; not too far of course, but she did flinch. George amused himself with the lever on the transformer and Patti’s reaction to the increasing and decreasing level of transformed electrical current into her cunt lips.

At the highest level, Patti screamed loudly and begged him to stop. He was having too much fun and the audience seemed to enjoy the reaction of Slave, Patti. She actually had a few fairly robust orgasms but she continued screaming anyway and begged him to stop hurting her which, after a protracted period of pleasure for George, he ultimately did.

Each person in the audience took a deep breath as Patti was released from the horse. Susan, came face-to-face with Patti and, as George returned to his seat, Susan hugged her and kissed her full on the lips several times to keep her from sobbing. Her attempts at comfort worked as Patti soon recovered.

Roger came to the stage. “Slave, I’ve already whipped your ass so this time I’m going to concentrate on your cunt , ass, and the back of your great legs. And, then I’m going to fuck your ass again. Are you ready for that?”

“Yes, Master, Do you want me to assume my regular ‘ass up’ position Sir,?”

“Before you do that, Slave, I want Susan to turn on the last video of the night. It shows the time that I fixed your wrists and neck to your wall with leather straps to hold you tight. Then, as you recall, I had you step up on two concrete blocks against the wall in your high heels. The fact that you could not move your body upward because it was held stationary by the straps caused you to have to bend your knees which put pressure on your leg muscles; your beautiful leg muscles. The longer you were in that position the harder it became for you and the pain in your legs got intense. Remember?”

“Oh, yes, I remember distinctly, Sir. You kept me in that position for a very long time. My thigh and calf muscles were shaking badly and felt like they were on fire. I started to cry. You took a cane and smacked me a few time across my thighs and told me to stop acting like a baby. You caressed my clit and I thought I would faint. But, you wouldn’t let me pass out. I was in horrible pain but you made me cum a few times just by touching my clit. You got me down and whipped me and fucked me in the ass like you’re going to do now, Sir. It all comes back.”

The audience got the full impact just from watching the video. But, hearing the story from the slaves own lips made it all the more exciting.

Her regular ‘ass up’ position required her to kneel with her legs spread wide and to fold her arms backward between her legs so that she could grab her ankles. She had done this many times and was so limber that she did not find it at all a strain this time. In this position, rear to the audience, everyone could see her well formed ass, smallish thighs, and cute full cunt lips.

“Count backward from fifty slave. If you miss, we’ll start over, Got it?”

The audience was transfixed by the video but also managed to see Susan again hand him a brand new flogger. Roger straddled Patti’s back and swing the flogger upward between her legs and catching her cunt directly, just as he intended. His first swat was hard and heavy.

“Fifty, Thank you, Master,” Patti screamed.

“Forty nine, Master,” she screamed again as the flogger hit her cunt in the same spot it had the first time and the same spot where she had endured her ‘Electric Horse’ treatment.

Roger asked Susan for a thin tipped riding whip which he used to abuse Patti’s ass hole. She screamed about that abuse too, but to her credit she kept count.

“Thirty five, Master,” she sobbed as a new whip landed on her tender legs. Roger was now swinging from a position behind her so that he could gain maximum leverage when striking her legs. He was not leaving welts at this point but it was clear that Patti was hurting badly by the count of ten.

Roger took the original flogger and returned to a position where he was straddling her back so that he could snap the flogger stiffly upward against her cunt lips. “Ahhh, please stop Master,” she screamed over and over again. All of the last ten swats landed where he wanted them to. Patti finally lost control of her position under the strain and slumped forward even though she didn’t loose count.

“Master, I beg of you, please stop. My sore cunt can’t take anymore, Please, Sir,” she wailed.

“Slave, would you feel better if you got fucked in that tender cunt of yours now, rather than in your ass, before we call it quits for the evening? This might be the first time tonight where I would let anyone actually fuck you the old fashioned way, but you will have to want it and beg me to let someone drill you hard and deep. What do you want; really want, Slave? Tell all these people directly, in a voice they can hear.”

Roger was intentionally vague as to whom he might let fuck her. He didn’t even hint at whether he had a man or a women in mind for the fucking. He just wanted her to say she wanted to be drilled.

Patti pretty much had it figured that Todd would get the honors but she could not be absolutely sure; Roger being the known trickster that he was. Her mind was a blur and her body was aching in pain.

Finally, she said. “Master, I do want to feel a man’s firm cock in my cunt. Right now it’s a very sore cunt after the whipping you gave it but I know that a warm fuck would be good for me. I beg you to let someone fuck me, Sir, if it would please you, Sir,” she said confidently.

Roger put a leather hood over Patti’s head and motioned for Todd to come on stage.

“Slave, I’ve chosen someone to fuck you but for the moment you won’t know who that person is. Try and enjoy it anyway. Get on your back and put your hands under your ass; raise you legs and spread them. Make it easy for your mystery fucker.”

Todd was ready, and lowered himself between her long, shapely, legs making every effort not to touch her until his thick cock slid effortlessly into her. He didn’t say a word just pumped her soft, sore, cunt slowly.

“Guess who!” he said masking his voice.

“I’m sure it’s you Mr. Todd. Right?”

“You know it’s me don’t you Patti?” he asked.

“I wasn’t sure for certain until I heard your voice the last time, but I’m glad. Fuck me hard, Sir. I need a real man to fuck me real hard.”

Todd could tell by her choice of words that she was ready too and after less than a minute he rolled Patti over onto his chest.

“Patti, I want you to find the right spot on my cock for your clit and ride me to as many climaxes as you can get. Now go for it you horny slut,” he said with a tenderness in his voice.

She grabbed his shoulders, pressed her tits into his chest, and ground her hips into his groin. In no time, she was ready to explode. “May I cum Master?” She asked.

“Fire when ready you little slut. Cum as often as you can. Don’t ask me again if you can cum; just cum and cum. Is that fair?” he said as he took the hood off her smiling face. He really wanted to see how many climaxes she had in her at one time. He couldn’t imagine that there would be a better time to get a base line count.

When she let loose, she was a wild woman. Her hands reached under his ass to raise it and hold it firm. He shot his hot cum into her and she could feel his momentary hesitation. She climaxed violently; over and over, and over. She didn’t want it to stop. She was making sweet nonsense sounds in her throat and mouth and let him know the she was delirious with sexual pleasure. He kissed her tenderly and said she could relax.

“Bring yourself to one more climax, you naughty slut. One more!”

Patti dug deep into his pelvis and gave her all for one final, satisfying, orgasm. Todd was convinced she was a highly energized sexual woman.

Susan brought robes for them both as their heads drifted in their own serene uncomplicated thoughts.

“Show’s over folks. We hope you liked it; Patti especially has worked very hard to please you. If you would want to give Patti a hug and kiss, she will be here for you on stage,” Susan said, as she brought the curtain down to appreciative applause.

The End of “Day and Knight Volume II,” Chapter # 8

NOTE # 1: Volume III of this work will introduce several additional scenarios for Patti Day and Susan Knight. It will describe more fully how each girl expands their own awareness of various submissive rituals, deepens their own individual passions, and cement their personal relationships. Publication of Volume III is expected between early and mid May 2007.

NOTE # 2: The author claims copyright protection for this creative work, and any derivative work, under the provisions of the Berne Convention as signed by the USA in 1989.

Thank you, LC