Vicky glanced at the monitor again and tried to squeeze the image away by shutting her eyes tight.  The thug was mauling Megan's breasts.  Vicky was sure there were going to be bruises on poor Megan.  She sucked in a breath and slowly started to hop up and down to make her breasts bounce for the creatures in the crowd.  A roar went up again.  Vicky thought she would die of humiliation.

The ear piece cooed the evil hiss again and ordered Vicky to remove her skirt.  Vicky reached for her skirt and at the same time looked at the monitor.  The thug was stripping Megan's skirt from her.  Vicky wailed "I'm doing it" but it was too late.  Megan was hanging there now with only her thigh highs and heels.  Vicky was almost blind with rage and kicked her skirt into the audience.  Another scramble to capture the discarded skirt.  More cheers, more humiliating cat calls.  Then Vicky suddenly remembered the shaving she had given herself and how exposed she was at that moment.  She wanted to desperately to conceal her nakedness from these creatures yelling for more.

She could barely see the monitor through her tear filled eyes but she was horrified in a new way to see the thug kneeling between Megan's dangling legs, attaching a long spreader bar between her ankles.  Poor Megan looked so helpless and so naked with her hairless crotch.  The thug leaned in close and stuck his tongue out and gave Megan a big lick right between the legs.  Vicky went wild with rage.

The evil ear piece hissed again and ordered Vicky to the table at the back of the stage.  Vicky found a pair of black high heels with ankle straps.  The damn heels were so high Vicky thought there was no way to sand up in them.  The ear piece told Vicky to put the shoes on and walk back to the center of the stage. 

With some difficulty, Vicky got the shoes on and walked back to center stage to face the creatures on the other side of the blinding lights.  The ear piece told Vicky to spread her legs, squat a little and to masturbate for the crowd.  Vicky was already anticipating this is what she was going to be ordered to do so she didn't hesitate, she just did it.  Like a zombie, standing center stage, she was numb to the reality she was standing in front of unknown number of yelling screaming men and masturbating her shaved crotch for them.  Oh why did she ever give in to Megan.  Well, she thought, if I'm going to save Megan's virginity, I better get to it.  She closed her eyes and tried to block out everything around her.  She almost managed to get into a blank zone and the ear piece barked for her to stop.  She did and stood up but still faced the crowd.  The ear piece told her to get her nipples hard and she reach up without thinking and twisted them erect.  There was no think about the consequences now.  She had to do what they wanted.  Saving Megan became the ultimate.

The ear piece hissed again and told her to go back to the table and get the hand cuffs.  Vicky slowly walked back and got them.  The ear piece told her to walk back to center stage and stand behind the metal pole in the floor.  When she did, the crowd went wild.  This puzzled Vicky.  Then the ear piece explained.  Vicky went wide eyed with panic as she stared a the pole.  The ear piece reminded Vicky to look at the monitor and Vicky's heart skipped a beat at seeing the thug holding up a monster dildo and was spreading lubricant on the tip.  The ear piece barked again, "you cunt, get to it or your virgin slut will become just a slut".  The ear piece then repeated Vicky's orders.  She was to hand cuff her wrists behind her back, straddle the pole, squat on it and then squat fuck herself to orgasm.

Vicky whimpered and snapped the last cuff closed on her wrist.  She stared at the pole.  It was made of stainless steel, highly polished, about 7" in circumference with a smooth rounded cap on top.  It was about 28" tall.  With her long legs and the monster heels she was wearing, she had no problem straddling it.  The problem was keeping her balance on the heels with her hands behind her.  She tried to stand in front of the pole and sort of sit back on it and the ear piece snapped in her ear to keep her back straight so they could see her tits.  The ear piece ordered her to hurry and she better look at the monitor.  The tip of the dildo was resting against Megan's pussy.

Vicky tossed all abandon and centered herself over the damn pole.  She spread her legs wide and lowered herself to rest her pussy on the rounded cap of the pole.  She thanked herself for all the aerobics she had done.  She was still having a little difficulty with her balance so she pointed her toes out and found that worked better.  Unfortunately though, this gave the audience exactly what they wanted to see.  Long shapely legs, arched in an obscene position, the high heels making the muscles jump up and define themselves.  At the apex of the arch was her shaved and very dry pussy.  She tried to impale herself on the huge pole but her dry lips would not part to allow the pole to penetrate.  In panic, she looked at the monitor and saw the thug grinning ear to ear.  The ear piece barked that this was her final warning, to get it up her or else.  Vicky snapped upright, rolled her tongue around her mouth to retrieve all the saliva she could find in her dry mouth and spit the wad of moisture on the rounded cap. The crowd yelled their approval.  She frantically positioned herself over the cold pole in the same obscene fashion as before, closed her eyes and dropped. 

The shock of the cold wetness of the rounded cap caught her by surprise and she involuntarily opened her mouth.  The crowd went crazy.  She could feel the pole slowly sliding in.  She felt as if she would split in two it was so round.  Now that she was impaled and she was becoming accustomed to it's size, she realized it was also giving her some stability so she was no longer afraid of falling over.  She knew that if she fell, she would hang herself with the chain attached to the collar.

The ear piece barked for her to pump herself to orgasm.  Vicky just knew that was going to be impossible.  She looked at the monitor and the thug was still kneeling with the dildo at the ready.  Megan had tears streaming down her cheeks.  Vicky closed her eyes and tried to retreat to a black hole.

The relentless ear piece softly cooed into her ear.  Mistress Kim was talking very low and sexy, telling Vicky what a beautiful woman she was, how much the crowd was going to enjoy watching her do this show on a nightly basis.  As Vicky's  horror grew at the realization she might have to do this ever night, a strange warmth started coming from the pole.  Vicky knew it wasn't from the friction of her squatting up and down on it.  Then Vicky thought she could sense a slight vibration coming from the pole.  Yes, there was a definite warmth and vibration.  It wasn't unpleasant, just a surprise.  As Vicky pumped up and down with her legs spread wide, the muscles in her legs started to get tired.  Vicky wondered how long she would be able to keep up the charade.  There was no way she would be able to orgasm.

A strange thing happened next.  The pole started vibrating faster and faster and Vicky started to get concerned.  Then the vibration turned into slow pulses of vibration.  Then Vicky could tell the pole was actually growing and extending from the floor.  Slowly, it moved higher and higher and the pulse got a little faster.  Vicky was now standing fully erect with her legs almost closed yet the pole continued to extend even farther.  Ever so slowly the pole extended so high, Vicky thought she would be killed if it went much higher.  Standing on her tip toes now, she tried to keep the pole from rupturing something inside.  All of a sudden she realized the cable attached to the chain was getting shorter and tighter.  It was being raised as well and soon had her standing as erect as she possibly could without being choked.  She was frozen in that position now and the ear piece hissed an incredible liquid word, ENJOY.

The pole she was now helplessly impaled on started to move up and down all by it self.  Slowly but there was definite movement.  The pulsing vibration started to come faster and faster.  Then a new strange sensation.  The Pole was actually rotating like a record player while it was pumping up and down and that damn vibration.

Vicky could not believe the feeling.  It was unlike anything she had ever experienced.  There was absolutely nothing she could do now but stand there with this pole up her and let the creatures beyond the lights watch.

The speed of the pumping action increased as did the pulse and Vicky could feel a flush come to her cheeks.  She could not believe her body was betraying her mind.  How could she stand there and orgasm in front of the crowd.  No way, she had to fight it, fake it somehow.  That's it, fake it!

Vicky started to grind her hips into the pole a bit and then let out a howl to fake an orgasm.  The crowd cheered and the evil ear piece hissed, "nice try cunt" and the pulse of vibration went even higher and the length of the pumping stroke got longer.  Vicky could not believe how her body reacted.  It felt so damn good to have the horrible pole up her, she was starting to loose it. 

Her eyes flew open at the next sensation.  She couldn't be sure but she knew she felt a little shock like going across a carpet and touching something metal and getting zapped.  OH, there it was again, and that damn vibration, "I can't let this beat me, I will not orgasm for these damn people".  OH, the zap again.

Then the little zap got stronger and more steady and then more often. The vibrating pulse grew faster and faster and Vicky realized she was soaked and her juice was running down the pole.  It had to be the little zapping she felt.   That damn vibration too.  She tried to shift her weight and raise off the pole and discovered there was no way.  She started to squirm a bit as the zapping got a little stronger and the vibration changed rate and strength to an unbearable, delicious, sensation.  She couldn't be sure but it was like the little zapping was moving around from the front of her spread opening to the back and then around the other way.  It wasn't unpleasant, it was almost erotic.  Just enough pain to keep things focused on her open and well lubricated pussy.  She started thinking about the sight she must be for the crowd.  The body she was so proud of, displayed for their eyes.  She knew the pole was stretching her lips wide and without hair, she was positive her swollen clit was plainly visible.  The zapping felt like it could reach right out to the end of her clit and each time it did, she would squirm that much more.

Vicky closed her eyes and lost herself in the sensation between her legs.  The zapping was now concentrated in one spot, it seemed it was right on her clit.  The vibration had reached a pitch that could not be ignored, the pumping was getting deeper inside her but it was not unpleasant.  She could feel herself building to the point of no return.

Just as she abandoned the fight and was ready to step over the line to reach her orgasm, the sensation stopped completely and the pole dropped leaving her pussy thrusting in mid air with nothing to get friction against.  Vicky screamed and her eyes flew open and the evil ear piece snapped, "fuck yourself cunt, NOW".

Vicky dropped into the earlier obscene spread position and squatted on the pole.   There was no hesitation this time, she plunged down on the damn thing and squat fucked it in a furry.  She built and built and let it go.  Her orgasm caused her legs to shake and her breasts to quiver and her breath came in quick little gulps.  In mid orgasm, the pole came back to life again and she had to move quickly to stand straight before it lifted her off the ground.  The chain attached to her collar snapped her head up again and she was once again being stimulated beyond belief with the vibrating pulse and little electric snaps to her clit. 

Vicky lost control and reached another orgasm from the depths of her toes.  Her whole body shook and quivered and yet the vibration and zapping did not let up.  Vicky desperately needed to stop and rest but the pole and collar held her fast in the grip of a continuos orgasm.  She was now letting out a low guttural moan that built into a primal scream like she had never heard from herself before. 

The zapping and the vibration slowed at once and she was able to catch her breath.  She allowed her body to relax for just an instant, only to be horrified by the pole coming back to full power again without the slow build she had become used to.  Her body instantly reacting to the stimulation and reached yet another ear splitting orgasm. 

The crowd was in a frenzy.  Vicky was squirming and grinding her hips and fucking the damn pole like her life depended on it.  In fact it did, but all she wanted now was this pole deep inside her to give her one more of these exquisite orgasms.

She lost count after 8 orgasms and collapsed.  She was hanging limp by the collar which was cutting off her air passage.  The two men came on stage and held her up so the pole could be withdrawn to a level they could get her off it.  The chain to her collar was let go slack and the men placed her on the floor in an exhausted heap.  They tied her ankles together and left her lying on the floor. 

Vicky snapped to full attention when the crowd came to life with a loud cheer.  "Now what", she thought?  The two men walked over and picked her up to a kneeling position, facing the pole.  She was helpless to move with her hands cuffed behind her and her ankles tied.  She watched in horror as Mistress Kim led poor naked Megan on stage by a leash attached to a collar.  Megan was wearing the same slutty strapy heels that she had been forced to put on and her hands were cuffed behind her back.

Mistress Kim forced Megan to center stage and made her face the crowd.  Megan was displayed for the crowd by Mistress Kim holding Megan's pussy lips open and asking the crowd if Megan should ride the pole.  The crowd roared their approval.  Money was thrown on stage and the crowd went into a frenzy.  Mistress Kim looked at Vicky and grinned an evil grin and asked Vicky if she wanted to save Megan.  Vicky nodded her head yes and pleaded with Mistress Kim to spare Megan. 

Mistress Kim had the two men pick up Vicky and lay her on her back with her head near the pole.  Vicky was so exhausted, she could not resist.  A young oriental girl, nude, about the same age as Megan came out on stage with a long flexible rod.  She handed the rod to Mistress Kim.  Mistress Kim ordered they young girl to stand over Vicky, spread her legs and squat on Vicky's  face.  Vicky screwed her face in a disgusted look and Mistress Kim laid the rod across Megan's ass so hard it brought instant tears.   The crowd yelled their approval.  Vicky was horrified.  Mistress Kim hissed at Vicky to lick.  When Vicky hesitated, Mistress Kim gave Megan another welt across her naked ass and then glared down at Vicky.  Vicky parted her lips and her tongue found the damp little hole and plunged her tongue up it and immediately tasted her fist pussy juice.

Mistress Kim leaned close to the young oriental girl's ear.  She spoke softly and told her to lean forward and lick the pole clean of the juices Vicky dripped on the pole. The girl leaned forward and started licking the pole without hesitation.  Mistress Kim hissed at Vicky, "See, you will be this well trained before the week is out.  No hesitation to my orders".

Mistress Kim leaned down again to examine the sucking lip lock Vicky had on they young girls clit.  Mistress Kim smiled and used the end of the rod to probe the girl's exposed holes.   Vicky was doing her best to keep Megan off the pole and was going in for the kill on girl's clit. The girl was bucking and squirming and leaning forward to lap the drying juices from the pole.  The girl came in a tremendous shudder and moan and fell forward unable to support herself.

The men moved in and grabbed Megan  and made her stand next to the pole.  They did the same with Vicky.   The crowd screamed the word POLE, POLE, POLE.  Mistress Kim waved her arms to encourage the frenzy.  The men took Megan and forced her to stand over the pole.  Vicky wailed in protest.  Mistress Kim just looked at Vicky and shook her head and asked Vicky if she would take Megan's place.  Vicky hung her head and shook it yes.

Mistress Kim motioned for the men to remove Megan and they did.  They immediately returned and grabbed Vicky.  They un-cuffed her wrists and attached a new set of restraints to her wrists and then to the cable from the ceiling.  They centered Vicky over the pole and Mistress Kim produced a control box with lots of knobs and switches. 

A switch was flipped and Vicky found herself being hoisted by her wrists to just off the ground.  She could just barely touch the ground if she strained with her toes to do so.  The crowd started chanting, FUCK HER, FUCK HER.  Another switch was activated and the pole climbed upward.  Vicky could feel it crawling between her legs and she spread them wide to take it inside.  Mistress Kim was brutal this time and the pole rose higher and higher, lifting Vicky higher in the air.  The Pole was dropped an inch or two and that took the pressure off Vicky.  The controls were rotated and switches flipped and there was no warm up this time.  The pole was fully powered and Vicky could not believe how her body reacted.  She felt like she went from stone cold to an orgasm in the blink of an eye.  Her body arched and shook and she flailed her legs to try to get off the pole but there was no way, it was buried too deep up her pussy. 



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