Survival - By Thunder
Chapter Three

Vicky was jarred by the sound of heavy footsteps on metal.  She blinked and tried to focus and sat straight up at the realization she had not been dreaming.  She really was in a small cell in some hole called Mistress Kim's Sex Club.  The act of sitting up abruptly reminded her of what she had been through the night before.  Every bone in her body ached and she could hardly move.  She thought to herself, "how can my hair hurt"?  The sound of the boots were coming back and she identified the sound as coming from above.  She looked up and there was a man walking along the cat walk above her cell.  He paused and then she heard him speak in a language she did not understand as if talking into a radio.  She had to pee but waited until the man walked away and then she raced to the toilet.  She had just finished draining her bladder when the door rattled and opened.  Because she still had her hands cuffed behind her, she was unable to clean herself.  A guard stepped in, hooked a leash to her collar and motioned for her to follow him.  She followed along a dark hallway and then through a door that opened onto a beautifully decorated room.  There were potted plants everywhere, ornate furniture, tapestries on the walls and floor.  The guard continued through the room and into a smaller room that appeared to be an old English library.  She was led to a table near a window that overlooked a courtyard.  There were statues and beautiful landscaping she could see from the window.  The guard motioned for Vicky to sit in one of the chairs and then locked the loose end of the chain leash to a ring on the floor under the table.  The guard left.

Vicky heard the shuffle of feet and turned around to see a woman in kitchen garb carrying a tray with what appeared to be a pot of coffee, cups, some croissants and fresh sliced fruit.  The smallish woman poured a cup of coffee for Vicky, bowed and then backed away.  Another small woman appeared with a small basin of warm water and a towel.  She washed the thick coating of dried cum from Vicky's face and hair.  Her wrists were released and Vicky grabbed the cup of coffee to relieve the horrible taste of cum still in her mouth.  Vicky had never smelt and tasted coffee this delicious and gulped it. She added nothing of her usual disguises to the coffee and drank the cup black.  As she was getting ready to pour another cup, more rustling coming through a door at the other end of the library and she heard Megan scream "MOM".  Mistress Kim was in the lead with a guard leading a Megan by a similar chain leash.  Megan was nude except for the slut heels. The two women were almost identical twins, including the fresh nipple rings that made their nipples protrude from their breasts and they wore the same 6" slut heels.   As much as Megan wanted to break and run to her mom, the guard held fast to the leash.  The high heels Megan was wearing made her walk in a pronounced fashion and Vicky saw this caused Megan's breasts to bounce.  The bouncing was also causing the new nipple rings to bounce.  When they were close enough, Megan and Vicky embraced and both wept.  The guard fastened Megan's chain to the same floor anchor as Vicky's chain. 

Mistress Kim clapped her hands rapidly and said "enough, enough, enough, plenty of time for this later, first we eat and discuss rules and business".  Megan took a seat opposite Vicky and Mistress Kim sat at the head of the table facing the window.  Mistress Kim spoke and told the two women that this would be part of their normal life now.  They would eat breakfast together at this table and enjoy the view and be well taken care of.  After breakfast they would be taken for a bath, massage, and generally would be pampered like queens.  This would all be theirs to enjoy as long as Vicky was a good performer each night.  Any hesitation to follow directions would be met with sever consequences.  As Mistress Kim reminded Vicky of her ordeal the night before, Megan just starred at Vicky and her eyes filled with tears.  She wailed she was sorry and Mistress Kim slammed a crop across the top of the table.  "No whimpering", she yelled.  Megan choked down a sob and Vicky just stared straight at Mistress Kim. 

Vicky spoke to Mistress Kim in a sharp voice.  "If you expect me to perform your filthy acts for you, I want your promise no harm will come to Megan".  Mistress Kim smiled and in a little playful tone said, "you follow direction, no harm to kitten".    Vicky asked if she could be alone with Megan.  Mistress Kim got up and said, "half hour, be ready for bath and massage" and turned and disappeared.

The two got up and embraced each other and then Vicky examined the nipple rings in  Megan's breasts. Trying to comfort Megan, Vicky said she would make sure no further harm would come to her.  A thought in the back of her mind wondered if that would really be true.  Vicky examined her own rings with Megan looking on and just tossed her breast as she let it go as if her own body disgusted her now.

They sat and ate fresh fruit, drank coffee and tried to catch up on what had happened to the other.  Vicky did not reveal the brutal mouth rape by the "doctor".  Vicky kept telling Megan not to loose hope of being rescued.  Vicky secretly wondered how that would be possible.

The half an hour was gone way too soon and two guards came for the women.  They were lead down a hall and through a large opening to a spa area.  A large whirl pool bath was swirling with bubbles in the center of the room and there were massage tables set up next to each other at one end of the pool.  There were four small women dressed in terry robes.  The guards locked the loose ends of the chain leash to a hook in the floor between the massage table and the pool.  Vicky looked and Megan and with one shrug of her shoulders, reached for the straps on the high heels and Megan got the idea and did the same.  Both women were sinking into the tub with ohhh's and aahhhh's coming from both of them.  What a soothing relief Vicky felt.  It was marvelous. 

The four attendants were quiet and sitting along a bench against the wall.  Vicky looked over at them after a while and then winked at Megan.  "Hey", she said, "let's go be queen for a day".  They got out of the pool and laid on the massage table, face down with their heads pointing toward each other.  The attendants jumped up and picked up oil bottles and doused the two women with a liberal application and then Vicky and Megan had two attendants each, rubbing and stroking every muscle and limb from one end of their bodies to the other.  They were in heaven.  After a long while, the attendants helped the two almost liquid women to lay on their backs.  The massage continued and every inch of their front side was massaged and pampered.  Especially their breasts and crotch.  Vicky could not help but remember this luxury was at a price.

After the massage, they were toweled off and given robes and the attendants put the outrageous high heels back on their feet.  Mistress Kim came into the room with two guards and led the women to a small sitting room with an old fashioned phonograph and books and a collection of parlor games.  Mistress Kim told them they would stay here until lunch.  After lunch, they would be shown to their permanent rooms. 

Jazz was playing on the phonograph and the two were laying on the sofa in a cuddling position.  Lunch was brought in and consisted of fresh fruit, lean cuts of turkey breast, salad and water.  They ate lunch in silence and were just finished when Mistress Kim came back in with the guards. 


The two women were collected by their leash and were escorted down another hall to a large living room.  Beautiful furniture, more book shelves, plush carpet and doors at either side of the room.  The guards split the women up and each was taken to the opposite room.  When the doors opened, they were led into a beautifully appointed bedroom with a four posted bed and a small closet.  A bathroom led off the bedroom.  Both rooms were identical with the living room as the common area.  Mistress Kim explained they could spend time together in the living room when they had their free time.  When it was time for Vicky to perform, Megan would be chained to her bed and would remain there until the next morning unless Vicky did not follow orders.

Mistress Kim told Vicky she better get some rest because her performance was going to be in three hours.  The guards took the women into their respective room and chained their collars to a bolt mounted in the headboard of the bed.  The chain leash was extra long and allowed the distance to the bathroom for use of the toilet. 

Vicky lay on her bed staring at the ornate ceiling tile, wondering what was in store for her tonight.  Megan lay on her bed, toying with the new rings in her nipples, wondering if her mom could really keep her safe.  Megan knew all this was changing her mom.  She could tell the subtle difference at the breakfast meeting.  Vicky was strong but Megan knew her mom has been pushed close to a breaking point.

Vicky must have dosed off because she was awakened by the guard unhooking her chain.  He led her through the living room, out the door and down the hall.  The trip was short to the stage.  Her robe was removed and her wrists cuffed in front.  The hoist cable attached to the cuffs and raised so her arms where just above her head.  The guard put a spreader bar between her ankles and locked them in place. 

Mistress Kim cam out holding a tray.  On the tray were three objects.  The most noticeable object was a long and very large dildo shaped like an ice cream cone.  At the big end, it was about as round as the pole Vicky had been made to ride the first night and then it tapered to a point.  She noticed it had a wire the size of a man's little finger coming from the pointed end.  The dildo appeared to be made of rubber and had little metal dots all over it.  The other object was a rounded mushroom looking thing.  The bulbous end had the same little metal dots as did the small shaft that looked like the stem of a mushroom.  The head of the mushroom was a little larger than a golf ball.  The same sized wire came out from the bottom of the stem part.  The third item worried Vicky.  It was a long wire like was attached to the other objects but the free end had a metal alligator type clamp attached.  The tray was laid on the floor in front of Vicky.  Mistress Kim stepped back and the curtain opened to the cheer of the crowd.

Mistress Kim spoke in the language Vicky could not understand and the crowd was hushed and listened carefully.  In mid sentence, the crowd erupted in screams and yells and clapped like mad.  Vicky knew it was because they had been told what to expect tonight.  She was still trying to figure it out.

Three Microphones on stands were brought out on stage.  One was placed in the center edge of the stage pointing at the center of the crowd.  The other two were placed at opposite ends of the stage and pointed to that third of the audience.  The lead wires from the microphones were brought back to a box laying on the stage and attached.  The big ugly thug that had threatened and molested Megan on their first night, came out on stage.  He was carrying a bottle of clear looking liquid.  He knelt down next to Vicky and ran his rude fingers from her ass hole to her clit and back again.  Vicky squirmed but didn't say anything.  He picked up the mushroom looking thing and poured liquid on it.  He walked over to the part of the crowd on Vicky's left and showed them.  He came back behind Vicky and with one swift motion, the mushroom was up Vicky's ass.  She was unprepared for the force with which he stabbed the plug up her ass and she shrieked.  When the large head of the probe passed her sphincter, it slammed shut around the stem part and helped hold the head just inside the opening.  This made Vicky feel very full and uncomfortable. She squirmed at the intense feeling and the burning sensation from having her ass hole violated like that.  The ugly man picked up the ice cream cone looking thing and went to the stage to Vicky's right and showed them.  He came back and poured liquid on the large rounded head and in the same uncaring manner, slapped the big head between Vicky's pussy lips and shoved.  The violation brought Vicky to her toes.  The conical shape of this intruder made her vagina squeeze tight which forced it deeper in side.  If she tried to squeeze to expel it, the opposite reaction was achieved and she just made it go deeper.  The thug picked up the clamp and showed it to the center of the audience.  He brought it back to Vicky, leaned down and with the thumb and index finger of one hand, spread her lips wide apart and just snapped the clamp right on her clit.  Her knees buckled and she hung by the hoist cable, unable to close her legs for relief because of the spreader bar.  The wires to each of the three items intruding Vicky's crotch were plugged into the opposite end of the box that the microphones were plugged into.

Mistress Kim came prancing back on stage.  She waved her arms in the air to incite the crowd to a fever pitch.  She continued to speak over the loud speaker in the language Vicky could not understand so she had no idea what was in store for her.  She just knew she had to do something to get relief from the clamp on her clit.  She wiggled and gyrated her hips but realized there was no relief to be accomplished by her movement because it made the mushroom up her ass squish and the dildo crawled deeper.  In agony she just stood there waiting.

Mistress Kim waved her arms in a downward motion and the crowd got really quiet.  Vicky watched intently.  Mistress Kim walked over to the box on the floor and flipped a switch located on the top of the box, just above the connection leading to the mushroom up her ass.  She then walked over to the microphone on the left side of the stage and clapped her hands once into the microphone.  A slow vibrating electric shock encircled  Vicky's ass hole and made her thrust her hips forward in an involuntary movement.  The movement caused the big dildo to be driven deeper because it tightened her muscles and the clamp tugged the wire so her clit was stretched.  The vibrating shock lasted about 10 seconds and then ceased.

Mistress Kim clapped into the microphone one more time and the same uncomfortable but erotic sensation gripped Vicky's ass hole.  Again, her body betrayed her desire to hold perfectly still and again the dildo went deeper and her clit was tugged.

Mistress Kim walked back to the box and flipped the switch off and activated the one on the right side.  She walked over to the microphone on the right side and clapped once.  The dildo surged to an incredible sensation that caused Vicky to involuntarily close her legs and squeeze her pussy muscles tight, driving the damn dildo to incredible pressure.  The sensation lasted about 10 seconds and Vicky was able to relax and separate her legs to a comfortable spread position.  With a smile, a second clap into the microphone and the duplicate response of buckling knees and deeper penetration.  The sensation ceased and she stood up again.

Mistress Kim walked to the box and turned the switch off and activated the center switch.  Vicky knew what was coming and tensed.  The clap into the microphone brought an intense buzzing shock to her clit and she stiffened.  She pushed her hips backward trying to bend in the middle in an involuntary effort to protect her clit.  Again, the mushroom squished and the dildo probed as she tried to close her legs and bend forward.  A second test clap and Mistress Kim was ready.   

The switches were turned off and Mistress Kim spoke to the crowd again and the cheers and hoots echoed around the room.  She walked to the little box, lowered her hands demanding quiet from the crowd and flipped the activation switch for the mushroom.  Vicky tenses and watched Mistress Kim with intense eyes.  Like a conductor, Mistress Kim lowered both hands and then raised them to waist high.  The left side of the room erupted in soft applause and Vicky's ass was immediately gripped in the intense sensation as before.  She threw her hips forward and her legs shook as she tried to escape the mushroom.    Mistress Kim dropped her hands and the applause stopped.  Vicky slumped.  Mistress Kim raised her hands again and the soft applause brought the mushroom back to life and Vicky was again thrown into her involuntary dance.  Mistress Kim raised her hands to shoulder level and the audience clapped harder and louder and Vicky was caught in a wicked grip centered at her ass hole.  Her legs shook and she strained to close her legs.  Mistress Kim's arms shot over her head and when the audience responded with a thunderous applause, Vicky shook uncontrollably making her breasts heave and bounce.  Like an evil little director, Mistress Kim raised and lowered her arms and the crowd responded with softer or louder applause.  The mushroom kept tempo and strength with the applause.  Vicky knew she would not survive this torment.  She had only been subjected to this form of stimulation from only one of the probes for about 5 minutes.

Mistress Kim snapped the lever off for the mushroom and activated the right side switch for the dildo.  Vicky sucked in her breath and the audience responded to the signal and Vicky's  knees buckled and the dildo tried to crawl through her throat.  Like the mushroom, the louder the applause, the more intense the stimulation coming from the dildo.  Vicky's mind was reeling when the applause stopped and she was allowed to relax.  There was a thin film of sweat already forming on her body.

As Mistress Kim reached down and adjusted the proper switches to turn off the dildo and turn on the clit switch, she looked at Vicky and winked.  She said, "You learn a new dance tonight".   When she raised her arms, Vicky shot her hips violently backward and fucked herself hard with the dildo without thinking of the consequences.  The vibration was so intense on her clit she almost reached an orgasm out of sheer surprise.  When the applause reached peak, an intense orgasm was ripped from her body and she shook like a leaf in a strong wind.  The sensation stopped as abruptly as it started as soon as the applause stopped.  Vicky was breathing hard and gasping for air.

Mistress Kim snapped on all the switches and stood next to Vicky.  She pointed to the left side of the stage and the mushroom burst to life at almost full force.  Vicky thrust her hips forward.  Mistress Kim waved her hand down at the left side and waved her right hand high toward the middle.  The clit clamp caught Vicky with her hips thrust forward and she immediately shot them backward.  Mistress Kim lowered her hand for the middle group and then raised her other hand for the left side and again, Vicky was caught with her hips in the wrong position again and the mushroom gripped her ass hole and she shot her hips forward.

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