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The worse Master was, Frances knew, the more he expected her to thank him. Anal rape which he knew she hated was high on the list. So were beatings with Wife gang rape stories sharp cane over her pussy, and so was being exhibited in public.

But there were also more devious subtle tortures and humiliations, for which payment was always exacted. She had met him by accident. She had come to him willingly and had been slowly drawn into the snare of such extreme sensual gratification that it went deep into her soul, far beyond mere sex or pain. She had walked down that path, at first revelling in it, her young mind sated with lusts she had not Guillotine porn stories could Brother in law sex stories. The feel of silk being ripped from her body, tight collars, Sex slave fantasy stories rattle of heavy chains as she was taken: it was a fairyland.

The kiss of a crop over her skin. Then, as she felt the snare had shut around her tender body Gay cuddling stories there was no longer a way out, she trod with a slower and more measured pace, still excited by her captivity, by being owned.

And after that she felt that they had finally reached that still point in the centre of the snare, where she was as fixed as his slave as he was as her Master, both confirmed in their roles. She could not - did not want - did not have the will to leave. All of us will be there, with our latest slaves. There's a treat in store for you. Master, she discovered when it was altogether too late, belonged to a society.

All men like him.

They came together; sometimes, to flaunt Spying on mom stories slaves, to play cards and to swap victims for a night and to boast to each other in front of the girls of what cruelties they would inflict in private.

Other times to watch shows of unbelievable savagery.

There was a seemingly endless supply of young women to take part in the shows. Sometimes one of the slaves would be selected at the last moment for the spectacle while her Master would enjoy himself with the pretty newcomer.

Frances could never understand what happened to the girls who only appeared for a night and Master would only answer in vague generalities. Perhaps there were clubs like this all over the country and girls were posted around to give live shows until a Master purchased them? Had they all come willingly at the start, like Frances, and been drawn deeper and deeper until their Hp sex stories was total?

The erotic world of the initial months had fallen away from her and she was Boys skinny dipping stories caught in a hell frozen of feeling, of sensation only. Was there an ending? Was there some presiding power who controlled it all, who manipulated both the emotionless slave girls and their uncaring Masters in an elaborate dance, orchestrating entrances and exits? One thing Frances knew: there was no other reality but this one and she had willed it on herself.

At the party, Frances sat sprawled between the open legs of her Master who was lounging naked on a large armchair. Like the other slave girls in the darkened auditorium she was Spit roast stories dressed - she had on just a short skirt around her hips and of course her collar and heels. Her soft naked breasts lay pressed against her Master's leg. All six Masters were in the room, each with their private slave, and each in the same naked state. By tacit consent they ignored the presence Sissy panty boy stories each other although the girls sometimes exchanged glances as if by accident.

Since the armchairs were arranged in a half circle around the brightly lit central area of the room this was possible from time to time.

There was a smattering of applause from the Masters as the last act finished. The featured rapist Guillotine porn stories the Wife whipping stories little girl he'd deflowered into Human ashtray stories arms and almost tenderly took her off. Her arms, head and legs dangled listlessly on either side of the man's sweaty, heavy back as they disappeared behind the curtain. Master had cum earlier on, and Frances' task now was just to stroke his cock and thighs.

Masters only wanted hand and mouth jobs in public - anything else interfered with their enjoyment of the events. Inflation popping stories absent-mindedly petted Guillotine porn stories head as the bloodstained sheet was finally taken away by two attendant women in their shiny black plastic uniforms, and the small couch on which the act had taken place was wheeled away.

There was a silence as the final act began. A beautifully dressed girl - not more than eighteen Frances estimated - walked slowly into the centre, curtsied, Fathers horny wife sex stories moved to one side. Frances knew her: she had been a slave to one of the Masters for as long as Frances had been made to attend: a new girl was kneeling Penny and amy lesbian sex stories her place and Frances had not noticed.

The girl on stage had gorgeous red hair that tumbled down Diaper cuckold stories ringlets to her breasts and down her back. Her dress was a pale cream with little golden stitches and she was barefoot. The dress came down to mid-thigh and had a long V down the front - Frances could see her generous cleavage and the hint of a golden bra.

The girl just stood there, peering into the audience. Her face was completely impassive, although she was trembling a little and breathing through slightly parted lips. Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing. Frances felt her Master guiding her hand to his cock, and saw that Master was starting to be aroused again. A soft gentle stroking to start with. His gaze was fixed on the girl. She stood there, not moving, for a while.

Other Masters were also getting aroused.

Frances felt really sorry for the girl and whatever fate was in store for her. The curtains parted and Sister peeing stories long high wood and metal contraption was wheeled in by the women. There was a murmur in the audience when the thing arrived in the lighted area: it was a guillotine! The attendants manoeuvred it so it was turned slightly to one side and they fastened the wheels so it would stay in place.

They rocked it to and fro to check that it was secure.

Then one of them laboriously pulled the rope that raised Nude cousin stories heavy shining blade up, to the top of its traverse and locked it in place. The top part of the lens in which the victim was to place her head was raised a few feet and also locked in place with a metallic 'snick'. Meanwhile another attendant came back with a large shallow wickerwork basket, showed it to the audience, and then faced the girl who took it mechanically in her arms, cradling it to her stomach. The women withdrew and the girl and her basket and the guillotine were left, illuminated in the harsh spotlights that played on the centre area.

There was a hushed silence.

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All watched the girl. For a while she stood quite still, holding the basket, looking at the Masters. She began to sway a little on her feet and suddenly knelt and put the basket down to one side of her. There was a soft sigh from the audience as she put her hands to the sides of her dress and pulled it up, off her slender body. The golden bra was matched by a brief thong that just hid her sex. Almost like a mechanical doll, she turned to one side, then the other, and then Sissy cuckold stories and deliberately walked the semicircle in front of the Masters, keeping her head up and hands to her sides, her large breasts held high.

She turned, and retraced her steps. Each Master saw the perfect line of her young figure: the Reform school spanking stories tummy, the neatly shaped ass, the cleavage held by her bra. Her long fingernails and her toenails were painted the same gold colour as her underwear.

She came full circle, to rest just behind the basket. Slowly, as if in a dream, she put her arms behind her and undid Werecat transformation story catch of the bra. Her breasts tumbled out as she discarded the garment, and dropped it in the basket. She slipped down Guillotine porn stories thong, revealing a perfectly shaved pussy. The thong went into the basket as well.

She moved in front of the guillotine and faced the Erotic kidnap stories, holding herself to attention. Frances noticed her line of gaze was no longer on the Masters - she was looking up at the ceiling.

Perhaps the sight of her Master with his new girl in her place playing with his cock upset her. She abruptly turned round, displaying her Gay sex stories topix, parted her legs, and then bent over, hands clutched to her ankles.

Frances could see her breasts tumbling down, and her ass bud and vagina clearly displayed. She was leaving nothing to the imagination. Her pussy was pink and open - Frances Sissy crossdress stories if she'd had sex before she'd come on - although there were no cum stains that she could see. He ass showed the usual s of hard usage. Frances felt her own ass Guillotine porn stories twinging in sympathy.

She stayed like that for ages, shifting slightly from one leg to the other, her thighs and ass rippling with her movements. Then, abruptly, she straightened up again and walked to her basket. She gathered up her dress and folded it carefully down into the basket on top of her discarded underwear, patting it smooth. Quickly now, she picked the basket up and placed it in front of the guillotine.

She took a long look at the basket and gave it a small prod with her delicate foot. Finally as if satisfied with its position she took one pace back and nodded to herself. She stood, one hand supporting her on the guillotine Gay sex with friend story then turned round to face the side of the frame.