Survival - By Thunder
Chapter Two

Vicky was resting when the guard came for her.  She was very apprehensive because tonight was "piercing" night.  She would have done anything to save her beautiful breasts from being "decorated" as Mistress Kim wanted but that would be to sacrifice Megan.  She had to go through with it.  Vicky thought it very cruel of Mistress Kim to make her think about it all night and all day long.  She wondered how far into her performance she would have to go before the event would be sprung.  She thought of what the pain must be like.  She shut the thoughts from her mind when she heard the snap of the lock at her collar. 

Wearing her slut heels and her robe, she was lead by the collar and chain leash to the curtained stage area.  It was dark as usual but lit enough to see the damn pole and something new.  A platform about 5' by 5', on rollers.  It had two vertical metal poles mounted on one end.  They were about waist high and a metal bar running horizontal across the top of the two vertical poles.  They appeared to Vicky to perhaps be a handle for pushing the platform.  She was wrong.  She was led to the platform and she stepped up on it.  She was forced up against the metal bar which contacted her at just below her belly button.   Straps were placed around her ankles. Her robe was removed and she was cuffed in front this time. The hoist cable was attached directly to the cuffs. The guard knelt down behind her and forced her leg to the outer edge of the platform and attached the ankle strap to a large eye bolt.  The bolt was about a foot and a half from the vertical poles.  He did the same with the other ankle and this forced her ankles apart to the full 5' of the platform.  She had to lean over the bar for balance.  She could just imagine how spread she must be if someone looked at her from behind.  The guard then pushed the platform back away from the curtain causing the hoist cable tight and forced her to lean further over the bar so her breasts swung free.

The guard left and Mistress Kim came out and placed the damn ear piece in Vicky's ear.  Mistress Kim stood in front of Vicky looking up at her.  Because Vicky was on the platform and Mistress Kim was so small, Vicky's breasts were staring Mistress Kim right in the eyes.  Mistress Kim reached up with her small hands and pinched and squeezed Vicky's nipples without mercy.  Vicky winced and involuntarily pulled back.  Mistress Kim swatted Vicky's breasts like a pair of punching bags and in her evil hissing tone said, "no hesitation, follow direction or else kitten not so safe".  She smiled an evil smile and walked to the rear of the platform and got up behind Vicky.  Vicky could feel the small hands of the evil woman rubbing between her legs and then parting her exposed lips.  Vicky could feel her lips spread and then her clit was being tongued.  It was like electricity to Vicky.  How revolting and pleasurable at the same time.  Mistress Kim then walked around to face Vicky again and grabbed her hair and kissed her full on the mouth.  Not only was Vicky revolted by this evil woman kissing her, Vicky could immediately tell she was tasting her own juices on the woman's mouth.  Vicky swallowed hard and then almost lost it when Mistress Kim darted her tongue deep in Vicky's mouth.  As Mistress Kim let go of Vicky and started to leave, she turned and wagged a finger at Vicky saying, "be good so nothing happen to kitten".

Vicky barely had time to get over the revolting kiss when the curtain split open and the lights hit her again.  She blinked and closed her eyes.  The ear piece hissed for her to open her eyes.  She did but had to blink until she could adjust.  The crowd was clapping and stomping loudly.

Vicky heard footsteps and turned to see a tall thin man, dressed in a long white coat.  He was carrying a small black bag and pulling a little tray table along behind him.  He walked up to Vicky and slid the tray close.  He opened his bag and took out two very long medical forceps that had open triangles at the tip.  He showed them to Vicky as he pulled them out.  He smirked and laid them on the tray.  He then produced a couple of cotton swabs and a bottle of some orange colored liquid.  Next came two large metal rings that had a split.  The two ends of the split twisted apart.  The rings were large in gage but only about a half an inch in diameter.  Two hefty looking needles that looked hollow came out next and were placed next to the other stuff.  The bag was snapped shut and the thin man walked to the edge of the stage and retrieved a chair on rollers.  He scooted the chair to in front of Vicky and sat down and moved forward.  He was almost under her breasts like a car mechanic would work on the under side of a car on a hoist. 

He reached up and grabbed and twisted her breasts in a very rude manner.  Batted them back and forth like a cat playing with a hanging toy.  Vicky's breasts swung free and heavy to this torment and the crowd hooted and yelled.  The man then placed his palms against both nipples, sort of cupping her breasts in his open hands.  He jiggled his hands rapidly up and down and side to side making her breasts danced an obscene little dance all on their own.  The crowd yelled for more.

He then took both hands and squeezing from the base of the breast to the nipple.  He performed a milking action that brought blood to the nipple and then he squeezed causing Vicky to squirm at the uncomfortable feeling.  He performed this milking action until Vicky's nipples were engorged and larger than normal.  She always thought she had large nipples anyhow after breast feeding Megan but what this man had done, made them the size and color of a ripe cherry.

He reached to the tray and got a swab and dipped it in the orange liquid.  He painted her nipples with the liquid.  It stung a bit because of the torment he had just put them through.  He reached up and placed the bottle and swab on the tray and came back with the forceps.    He grabbed a big handful of her left breast about mid way to the base and just squeezed.  As the nipple popped to attention, he placed the triangular tips of the forceps on either side of her nipple.  He carefully centering the opening in the triangular end piece behind the nipple where it melted into the breast tissue.  He squeezed the handles of the forceps together.  The pain made her cry out in agony.  As the handles of the forceps closed, Vicky could hear a ratcheting sound and instinctively knew the forceps was locked in place. He let the forceps drop and hang, swinging from her nipple. The man didn't hesitate, he grabbed the other breast and performed the same agonizing clamping of her other nipple and let the forceps swing and hang.

He moved quickly now and snatched a needle from the tray.  Vicky closed her eyes and felt the sharpest pain since giving birth to Megan.  The man passed the needle all the way through and then pushed it out with the split end of one of the rings.  The needled made a tinkling sound as it hit the floor.  He pushed the split ends of the ring closed against a small bead and she heard and felt it click closed.  She tried to summon the strength for the next one.

The same process was done on the other breast and Vicky could not hold back the scream.  She could feel blood trickle from both rings.  The man opened the bag again and took out a white towel and spray bottle.  He sprayed something on her nipples that was cold and smelled of antiseptic.  Almost at once, her nipples ceased to hurt.  She imagined there must have been some novocaine or something to take away the pain.  He wiped her breasts with the towel and she could see the red of her blood from the rings.  After a couple of sprays from the bottle and more wiping, there was no more blood on the white towel.  She was thankful she would not bleed to death.

The man opened the bag and tossed all the gear into it, placed it on the tray and then slid the tray and chair to the side of the stage.  He returned and got up on the platform behind Vicky.  He reached around her and grabbing the base of her breasts, swung them back and forth and shook them up and down making the rings dance.  The crowd loved the show. 

The man let go of her breasts and reached for her pussy.  She was panic stricken.  He massaged her clit and probed her with his fingers.  To her horror, he placed three fingers up her pussy and she felt his thumb forcing it's way up her bottom.  She thrashed her head around to try to see him and screamed "NO". 

The second the word came out of her mouth, the ear piece hissed to life.  She knew she had done something that would cause severe consequences.  She closed her eyes to the thoughts that she just flashed in her mind.  Mistress Kim hissed into the ear piece, "you were warned".  Vicky's heart skipped a beat.

The man behind her removed his fingers and she felt him fumbling with the front of his trousers.  Before she could even blink, she felt him violate her.  He rammed his cock deep up her with one swift motion causing her to suck her breath in.  He was pounding her savagely making her breasts heave and bounce because of the position she was in.  They swung and danced to the pounding she was receiving from behind.  The crowd roared.

As she was being pounded, wishing he would just finish and get it over with, the crowd roared again.  She whipped her head around and almost died to see Megan strapped to an identical platform being wheeled to the center and parked.  The guard stopped Megan's  platform close to  Vicky so Megan was able to see what was being done to her mother.  When Vicky looked at Megan, she saw tears in Megan's eyes as well as intense fear. Megan's mouth had also been taped shut.   She wanted to comfort Megan in the worst way but was strapped to this damn platform with a cock up her pussy.

The man arched his back and unloaded a tremendous load of cum inside Vicky.  She was so disgusted, she had to swallow to keep from throwing up.  The man pulled out and zipped up his fly. 

As he was getting off the stage, two guards came out and the hoist cable lowered.  As they were taking Vicky's cuffs off, the ear piece told Vicky "better be good, last chance".  The guards spun the platform Vicky was on so her ass was now facing the crowd.  The ear piece told Vicky to lean over the bar, grab the cheeks of her ass and spread them wide.  Vicky quickly did what she was told and she could feel the foul load of cum the man had just deposited, start to run out of her still open pussy.  The crowd yelled and cheered as the liquid ran out and pooled between Vicky's spread legs.

The guards came back out and spun Vicky's platform so Vicky was face to face with Megan.  One guard slapped a piece of tape across Vicky's mouth and pressed it tight.  The guards then attached the hoist cable to Megan's cuffs and the hoist raised Megan's arms well above her head.  This forced her to lean forward and stand in the same spread, leaning position Vicky was in earlier.  Megan's breasts were not as large as Vicky's but were still large by oriental standards and hung heavy. 

The ear piece hissed to life again and told Vicky to cup her own breasts, lean forward and display the new rings for Megan.  Megan's eyes grew wide with fear.  Vicky tried to give Megan a look with her own eyes that conveyed that they didn't hurt anymore.  The tape prevented communications between them. 

Mistress Kim pranced back on stage, waving her arms and chattering something in a language Vicky did not understand.  The crowd roared.  Vicky glanced over and men were pressing close to the stage waving wads of what appeared to be money.  Arms waving, shouting, jumping up and down as Mistress Kim walked up and down the front of the stage.  Vicky just knew this was about Megan.  Her heart skipped a beat.

Mistress Kim stopped, snatched the wad of money from one short, fat oriental in a shabby business suite.  He raised his arms above his head as he leaped on stage and did a little dance.  As she went down the line, Mistress Kim snatched three more wads of money and three more disgusting looking little men jumped and pranced on stage.

Mistress Kim clapped her hands and lined them up in a straight line, facing the two bound and helpless women.  Mistress Kim came face to face with Vicky who was still leaning forward, cupping her own breast in a display posture.  Vicky did not dare move.  Mistress Kim came so close to Vicky's face, Vicky could smell the foul breath of the evil little woman.  Mistress Kim looked Vicky in the eyes and hissed, "you learn big lesson tonight, follow orders, not hesitation, no matter what". 

Vicky wanted to reach out and choke the evil bitch but she knew she was helpless to resist.  She could barely see through the tears as Mistress Kim told her Megan had to match her mother so Megan would have her nipple pierced as well.  Vicky was warned if she moved from the position she was presently in, the "doctor" would get to fuck Megan while Vicky watched.  Mistress Kim asked Vicky if she would hold still and Vicky nodded yes.

Still facing each other, naked, helpless and obscenely displayed, Megan and Vicky locked eyes.  The "doctor" came back out dragging his tray and chair and proceed to set up for Megan's piercing.  He sat in the chair and manipulated Megan's breasts as he had done Vicky's.  He grabbed the base of each breast and squeezed down in the milking action to engorge Megan's tiny nipples.  As Vicky watched in horror at what was about to be done to her poor sweet Megan, the ear pieced hissed that the four disgusting men would "entertain" Vicky while the "doctor" did his work.  The ear piece warned Vicky not to move and hold her tits up for the men.  Vicky froze in the leaning position and took a firm grip on her breast and squeezed them up.  She closed her eyes when she heard Mistress Kim seemingly going through a count down.

All of a sudden, at what must have been the last number of the count down, the little men were on her like a pack of wolves.  They pushed and shoved and jockeyed for position.  The first target was her spread and helpless pussy and ass hole.  The first two men on the platform dove for the holes and penetrated both almost at the same time.  Vicky gasped against the tape.  The other two men raced around front and each grabbed and squeezed one breast each almost tearing them loose from Vicky's grip.  Vicky sucked air in hard through her nose when the little bastards attacking her tits started pulling on the fresh new nipple rings.  Vicky looked down at her nipples and could not believe how far the little bastards were stretching them.  About the time she was starting to worry about her nipples being ripped off, she heard Megan scream through her tape gag and saw the same gage ring being forced through the first nipple. 

Mistress Kim's voice came over the loudspeakers and barked something in the foreign language again.  The four men that were attacking Vicky stopped and exchanged positions.  The two from behind now twisted and stretched Vicky's nipple rings and her pussy and ass hole were assaulted with new enthusiasm.  Vicky was distracted once again by the tugging and pulling on her nipples and one of the little bastards behind her had almost his entire fist up her pussy and was twisting it wildly while pulling and pinching her clit.  She thought her ass hole would be ripped by the other man because he was digging and gouging without mercy.  She was brought back from her distraction by another scream from Megan.  Vicky thought, "thank god, at least she is through it". 

Vicky kept a firm grip on her breasts while the men continued to torment and stretch her nipples and she tried to tune out the unholy assault on her pussy and ass hole.  The "doctor" was spraying Megan with the liquid that took away the pain and stopped the bleeding.  He wiped away with the towel and toyed with Megan's rings, adjusting them so the little bead that snapped the ring together hung to the bottom.  He bounced Megan's breasts up and down and watched the rings bounce along with the breasts.

The ear piece snapped her brain to focus from the hatred she was projecting toward the "doctor".   Mistress  Kim's evil voice told Vicky to let go of her tits and lock her hands behind her head and lean forward even more.  Vicky didn't even think to hesitate, she just did as ordered.  The men at her tits had free swinging toys to play with now and attacked them with more energy.  One man on each breast, they jiggled and bounced and swung them.  One man put his palm flat and pushed the breast he controlled up into a flattened position.  He then just dropped his hand away and the breast fell on it's own and just wiggled.  The other little bastard liked what he saw and did the same with the breast he controlled.  Both men alternated flattening a breast and letting it fall and jiggle.  Vicky was so humiliated by all this obscene probing and disgusting display of her body she wanted to just close her eyes and wish everything away. 

She opened her eyes again when she heard Mistress Kim clapping and yelling commands to be heard over the din of the crowd noise.  The crowd was in a frenzy.  The men tormenting Vicky quickly got off the platform and lined up again.  Two guards came out and unhooked Megan's arms and cuffed her hands behind her back.  Megan tried to raise up a bit and the "doctor" got up on the platform and pushed her forward into a leaning position again.  Mistress Kim was standing in front of Vicky and said, "you learn big lesson, yes?"  Vicky shook her head.  "You do what you ordered".  Vicky shook her head again.  "We see about that". Mistress Kim said in a hiss and barked something to the guards. 

The guards unhooked Vicky's ankles and took her off the platform.  They tied her ankles back together and cuffed her hands behind her back.  Vicky was in a kneeling position, facing Megan so her profile was to the crowd who had quieted, waiting to see what Mistress Kim was about to make her do.  The guard hooked the hoist cable to Vicky's wrist cuffs and the cable started up.  This brought Vicky's arms back and up, forcing her to lean forward or have her arms ripped from their sockets. 



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