Survival - By Thunder
Chapter Eight

Vicky was horrified at the pain and humiliation she was having to endure.  Her leg muscles were cramping and her jaw ached like fire.  Sitting in her own pee with the vibrator buzzing and sloshing.  Her nerves were on edge because of the lack of sleep and the torment her body was having forced on it. 

The hours dragged on and still the damn vibrator just would not die.  Her crotch was numb now from the constant steady sensation.  Her eyes closed in pain, she was startled as the door flew open.  Mistress Kim walked in with two guards.

They unlocked Vicky's collar and opened the door of the cage.  The sensation of the guards forcing her legs together was extremely painful.  When they removed the ring gag, she could not speak because her jaw would not move.  One guard held her up while the other guard started strapping a belt around her waist.  A strap was locked to the front of the belt to a metal ring.  The strap had two large dildos attached at mid length.  Just in front of the first dildo was a round metal button.  As the strap was drawn between her legs, Vicky was horrified to feel the dildos being slammed up both of her tortured holes.  The strap was brought tight and locked to a ring in the back of the belt.  There was a small black metal box at the end of the strap that was secured by the lock in the belt.  Mistress Kim stood behind Vicky and did something to the box and instantly Vicky felt electric snaps to her clit and the dildos up her ass and pussy.  The box produced alternating sensations of electric stimulation.  They took off her cuffs and shoved her to the cot.

Mistress Kim and the guards left her alone in the room, naked, unrestrained except for the strap between her legs.  Vicky went to the tiny sink and splashed water on her face and body and sucked the water into her mouth to rid herself of the horrible taste.  Her jaw ached and she had a hard time moving her mouth.  She stood up and walked slowly back to the bed and lay down.  She was exhausted but now there was a new torment to prevent her from sleep.

She explored the belt and strap and discovered there was nothing she could do to remove it.  The electric snaps seemed to alternate with intensity, speed and which part of the strap activated.  The activation cycled from the button resting on her clit to the butt plug, back the clit and then the dildo up her pussy.  It was maddening and the cycle never let her get used to the stimulation.  Each snap of electricity was like a surprise to her body.

She realized how hungry she was and she missed the bath, massage and soft tongues.  Where was Megan, was she safe?  The torment of her own thoughts mixed with the horrible belt and strap caused her head to spin.

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Steve walked into Than's office and was shown to a comfortable over stuffed chair.  A well dressed servant came in with tea and coffee for the two gentleman and served Steve coffee and Than selected tea.  Both men had been in negotiations for months and this was to be the final meeting.

Steve had produced a video game several months ago and now was ready to market it around the world.  It would be a revolutionary virtual reality game that only required something like a pair of sun glasses instead of the monster goggles and head gear every one was used to.  Steve's company had the technology and software, the partnership with Than and his company would provide the manufacturing.

It had been an uphill battle for Steve to get his dream launched to this point.  He was so close to having it all, and now it just came to inking the deal with Than.  All the lawyers from both sides had reviewed, edited, modified and blessed the contracts.  All signatures were in place except for the two owners of the respective companies. 

Steve had decided to visit Than in Thailand to see the manufacturing facility first hand.  He had been impressed with the efficient layout and the high tech, modern, plastic injection molding units.  There was no doubt this facility could produce the millions of units projected for this game.  Steve knew he was sitting on a virtual gold mine and was willing to share a healthy share with a partner that could help bring the dream to reality.  The contract he was about to sign would make Than one of the richest men in Thailand and perhaps the region.

The two men joked a bit and after they finished their refreshment, they both retreated to a large board room with a conference table in the center.  All the contract paperwork was neatly spread out in proper sequence with marks to show where the signatures were to be placed.  The lawyers had done a good job.

Steve wished he still had his star attorney working on this but she just disappeared shortly after she won the big civil case for him that made all this possible.  The months that it had taken to win that case, Steve had become very attracted to Vicky, his attorney.  He knew it was not ethical to become involved with Vicky during a big case but the desire was certainly there. 

Steve had lost his wife of 23 years to cancer and at 54 was faced with the loneliness of wanting to share his success with his loved one.  Vicky and her daughter would have made a wonderful outlet to lavish his love and new found success and wealth on. 

After she disappeared, he and the law firm had hired detectives to track her down.  The trail went cold at the hotel in the Bahamas.  No trace, clothes still in the room, no sign of them.  Steve knew in his heart that something had happened to them.  But what?

After the signing the two men relaxed and chatted for a while.  Steve liked Than.  Articulate, well educated, an easy laugh and style unlike most business men of the region.  It was easy to see why Than was so successful. 

The two men agreed to have dinner together that evening and Than said he had a surprise for Steve.  Steve left and was escorted back to his hotel by Than's limo and armed body guards.  Than had provided Steve with some very nice accommodations as well as the use of the limo and personal security.

Steve relaxed by the pool most of the afternoon and enjoyed the hospitality of the hotel.  The management knew why he was in Thailand and that Than had given the hotel incentive to treat Steve like royalty.

Steve dressed for dinner and was met at the hotel entrance by the body guard and limo.  He was taken to a very fine restaurant where he met Than.  The dinner was fabulous and the service impeccable with the waiters hovering and anticipating every need.  They dinned in a private section of the place and were even visited by the chef to check on the acceptance of his cuisine. 

Steve and Than joked and drank and ate and thoroughly enjoyed each others company. Toward the end of dinner, Than asked Steve if he was aware of the reputation Thailand had regarding its underground sex industry.  Steve assured Than he knew the reputation and was curious about it but would not want to participate in any sexual activities.    Steve did express an interest in perhaps a show of some type.

Than beamed as he described an acquaintance named Mistress Kim and how hot her show was each evening.  Her star performer was a beautiful blond Western woman that performed unspeakable acts of sexual depravity each evening.  Than described how the beautiful tall woman would come out into the crowded room and get up on the tables, squat, and allow herself to be fingered and probed while holding her breasts as an offering. 

Steve was shocked that a woman would do this sort of show but was mildly stimulated by the visual image in his head of such an act.  He agreed and after dinner they got into the limo with four of Than's body guards.

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Vicky lay on the bunk, digging at the strap, trying to get some relief from the constant stimulation.  There was just no way to get used to it because of the constant changing frequency and strength of the little electric snapping.

She lay there for what she thought was an eternity.  Finally, the door flew open and two guards entered.  They grabbed her and cuffed her hands behind her back and literally dragged her down the hall to the stage. 

Vicky was a disheveled mess.  She had not been able to clean herself completely and her hair was still matted and stuck together.  She was hoping she was being taken to be cleaned up but she was dragged directly to the stage area, still wearing the belt and strap. 

Vicky screamed at the sight she saw.  Megan was already there, suspended in a face down, spread eagle position, horizontal to the floor.  The four cables attached to her wrists and ankles produced a visual effect that made it appear she was flying with outstretched arms. A fifth cable was attached to a wide leather belt around her mid section which supported her so her body was straight and rigid.   Her breasts hung heavy with the nipple rings dangling.  Her hair covered her face.  Her body was about waist high off the floor.

Vicky was dragged out to the stage and a spreader bar was placed between her legs.  She was standing by Megan's head, facing the curtain with her hands behind her back and that damn strap tormenting her continuously.

As the curtain opened to the roar of the crowd, Mistress Kim pranced on stage.  Chattering into the microphone and waving her free hand wildly in the air.  She whipped the crowd into a frenzy.  Men raced to the edge of the stage waving money and Mistress Kim went down the line snatching the wads from the eager men.  Vicky silently counted 30 men, now crowded at the end of the stage.  This could not be happening.  Vicky struggled but it was useless.

Mistress Kim walked over to Vicky and yanked the strap tighter forcing the metal button harder against her clit.  Mistress Kim's face was red and flushed and her eyes had a wild look in them.  "Kitten just a slut now, time to make real money" and held the wad of money in front of Vicky's face.  "Each man to fuck kitten and you clean her after each one with your tongue". 

Vicky was about to launch her helpless body at Mistress Kim when she was shocked to hear a male voice scream her name from the back of the room.  Vicky snapped her head up but was blinded by the bright lights.

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Steve and Than arrived at Mistress Kim's sex club and Than apologized for being a little late.  They were delayed leaving the restaurant because the owner was bowing and scraping to Than thanking him for their patronage.

Steve and Than, accompanied by the four body guards, entered Mistress Kim's and space was immediately cleared for such important guest.  As they were shown to their table in the center of the room, Steve was on overload, looking around at the crowded room. The ornate surroundings and the brightly lit stage.  The stage was packed with a large group of jumping and fidgeting men at one end.  In the center was a spectacular looking blond hanging from some awful contraption that suspended her in the air. 

Steve's eyes caught the exquisite naked blond standing next to the suspended woman.  His eyes immediately riveted on her shapely body and her shaved crotch.  Steve's mouth watered at the sight. 

Like an alarm bell in the back of his brain, he recognized Vicky to be the blond, helpless, tied and displayed in such an obscene manner.  His mind snapped and he screamed her name. "VICKY"

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Steve was racing toward the stage with Than standing there in shock.  As Steve reached the edge of the stage, the thug confronted him and grabbed his arm.  Steve wheeled toward Than to find his new partner had followed him to the edge of the stage.  Steve grabbed Than by the arm and screamed at him that the woman on stage had disappeared six months ago and he believed she had been kidnapped.  He told Than that he needed make sure she was OK.

Than held up his hands as a gesture that he did not want to get involved.  Steve's face went to a shadowy angry expression and he screamed if Than didn't help this instant, the whole deal was off for the partnership. 

Than, seeing the millions disappearing like smoke before his eyes, chattered at the four body guards.  Instantly four Uzi machine guns appeared from under their coats.  The thug released Steve and reached for something under his jacket.  His hand never made contact with what he was reaching for.  One of the body guards let fly a burst of 9mm rounds that caught the thug full in the face.  His face disappeared in a cloud of red.

The group of men leaped off the stage and the crowd scampered for the exits.  Steve leaped up onto the stage and started for Vicky.  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small woman running toward him with a long object like an ice pick.  Steve avoided the strike, stepped to one side and landed a hard blow to the smallish woman's left jaw.  She crumpled into a heap on the floor, unconscious. 

There was panic in the room.  People running every where, trampling each other to escape.  The four body guards had surrounded Than at the edge of the stage and looked like a fortress of bristling Uzi's.  Steve reached Vicky and she collapsed in his arms.  He gently laid her on the floor of the stage and went to the small women he had just knocked out.  He took a key ring from her belt and found the proper keys and unlocked the belt and strap around Vicky.  After releasing Vicky, he motioned for one of the body guards to help him release Megan.  She was shaking and sobbing and frightened out of her wits.

When the two women were released and holding each other, Vicky blurted to Steve they had been kidnapped 6 months ago by this evil woman.  Steve looked back at Than and he just shrugged his shoulders.

Vicky looked at the little heap that started to stir.  Mistress Kim was regaining consciousness.  Vicky grabbed the handcuffs that were lying on the floor next to her that Steve had removed from her wrists.  She went to the evil little bitch and rolled her over and sat on her.  Vicky grabbed her arms and almost broke them as she yanked them back behind the woman's back.  Kim screamed in pain.  Click, click and Vicky was sitting on the now helpless, much smaller woman.

Vicky stood up and ripped off the damn heels she detested.  Now barefoot and able to keep her balance, she reached down and grabbed Kim by the hair.  It was no trouble for Vicky to lift Kim from the floor by her hair.  Screaming in pain and squirming, Kim was resisting.  Vicky doubled up her fist and threw a right cross that made Steve take notice.  Kim's face contorted and she was out cold again.

A rapid exchange between Than and the body guards and the guards fanned out to check for any new threat.  There was none.  The place was empty.  The first burst from the guard's Uzi that had taken down the thug was enough incentive to clear the building.  The small group was alone.

Vicky walked to the side of the stage and found robes for her and Megan.  She returned and wrapped her daughter in the soft cloth.  She looked at Steve and leaped into his arms, tears streaming down her face.

Kim stirred again and Vicky's face turned into an expression that made Steve take a step back.  Without a word, Vicky walked over to Kim and started tearing the woman's clothes off.  Vicky looked around and found the control box.  After a few tries, she found the right switch and the hoist cable descended.  Vicky brought it to the cuffs behind Kim's back and attached the cable.

A flick of the switch and Kim was being hoisted from the floor.  Her arms were being stretched up behind her back, forcing her into a bent over position.  Steve looked at Vicky and said, "C'mon, lets get the hell out of here".  Vicky glared back at Steve and said, "Not yet, it's payback time".

Steve stepped back and thought he understood.  He took Megan and helped her off the stage.  The body guards, Than, Steve and Megan moved to the back of the room. 


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