Karen and the Torture Club

Chapter 2

More than a month went by before they received a letter from Ross and Ann. From her marketing experience Karen figured that it was probably a form letter generated by Ross' computer that had sent personally addressed letters to each couple. They had each hurried to check the mail on their arrival home each day and had almost despaired of hearing from Ross again by the third week. Richard had wanted to ring Ross again to see what was going on, but Karen persuaded him to wait for one more week. Before the week had elapsed the letter arrived. This is what it said:

Mr & Mrs R. Ogden

24 Bourbon Street

Carseldine

Brisbane 4030

5 April 1993

Dear Karen and Richard,

Sorry to be so long in replying to you since our meeting. We have been interviewing quite a few couples and now have fourteen couples to join the club. As you will know our interviews are quite thorough and you can be confident that all who attend are well suited to the guidelines we discussed. We will meet on Sunday the 27th April at 5 PM at our house.

Basically the format of the meeting will be as follows:

* Meet and get to know each other

* Enjoy a Barbecue dinner together

* Choose a management committee (I suggest it be made up of three males and three females and we review the committee every three months)

* Enjoy a "show" - if all are happy I will choose the star this time but future stars will be chosen by a method to be decided on by the committee.

Sincerely

Ross

Karen was happy to get the letter but was surprised at the last paragraph. She never expected a "show" on the first meeting and what if she was chosen to be the "star" as he called it? Surely not - but then he had to choose someone. She knew that she had a body that men were fascinated by and she noticed Ross looking at her when they last met. How would he choose? God! the embarrassment of being tied and helpless before 25 strangers. Being made to accept punishment in front of them. Squealing under someone's strokes, under someone's total control, it probably would not be Richard, maybe Ross!. What did Ann say about him?

"He didn't fool around."

Could she stand it?

She would have to, once committed she could not escape. It was scarier knowing that she might be spanked, or caned, or whipped by someone other than Richard. In public as well, she couldn't imagine how she would react - but whatever she did, she would have to do it for all to see.

Suddenly the powerful sales manager with her padded shoulders became vulnerable. Her feelings and emotions caught in the deluge of erotic possibilities whirling through her mind. She became aware of her nipples swelling against her bra. She could feel her labia swelling, moistening against her pantyhose. She wanted Richard - inside her - holding her - kissing her - loving her.

Soon they were in bed.

It was quite a month, as the 27th came closer Karen became quite voracious in her sexual appetite. Richard too was excited at the prospect of what lay ahead but it was the change in his wife that had the most effect on him. Not since they had first met had she clung to him so tightly and enjoyed contact with him as much as she did since receiving that letter. Finally the day arrived. They were unsure what they should wear. They decided that, since Ross had mentioned a barbecue in his letter, casual wear would be appropriate. Richard choose an open necked silk shirt, a dressy leather coat and slacks. Karen after much deliberation chose a short black leather skirt with a white blouse and a short matching leather coat with long sleeves. She braided her auburn hair and tied it with a black ribbon. By doing up the bottom button only of her coat, it closed around her waist but was held open higher up by her protuberant breasts which it emphasised. Karen always wore a bra when she went out. She told Richard that she wobbled like a "jersey cow" otherwise. Richard always joked that he liked jersey cows but Karen stuck with her bra.

They arrived at Ross and Ann's house at the same time as two other couples. It was odd meeting strangers under these circumstances, knowing that soon they would be sharing intimate secrets with them. All couples smiled politely at each other and after nodding hellos to each other, went inside. Ross was waiting by the door and directed the guests through to the entertainment area at the rear of the house. Ann was fixing savouries on tables beside the barbecue. She looked quite attractive in a long white dress with gold trim on the cuffs of the long sleeves and on the high necked Asian style collar. The dress emphasised her slim figure as it clung to her body. It was a high waisted dress with a finely pleated panel covering her breasts which by their movement and the faint outline of her nipples through the material were clearly braless. Her blond hair hung to her shoulders and was held away from her face by two diamond studded gold clips. She welcomed Richard and Karen and introduced them to another couple who had walked through the house with them. Then she began to pass a tray of savouries around the assembled guests.

The other couple whose, names were Peter and Jenny, were slightly younger than Richard and Karen. They were clearly sports people. They were both rather short but obviously quite fit. Peter was solidly built and his shirt pulled tightly around his heavy shoulders and thick arms. Jenny was trim and her thighs and calves were muscular and quite attractive. Her breasts though not large appeared to be very firm under the T-shirt style blouse with a sequined peacock on it that she wore. Richard started up a conversation with them and it turned out that Peter had been a professional rugby league footballer but had only managed to make it to reserve grade standard. As so often happens injury robbed him of his chance to reach the football stardom he strove so hard to achieve. He has a degree in business and actually works for the Rugby League Board going around schools and colleges promoting the sport. Jenny manages a computer store where she sells a variety of hardware and software but it is mostly from computer games that her profit is made. She played netball as a schoolgirl but now plays a great deal of tennis for mental relaxation and physical exercise.

Soon all the guests had arrived and Ross tapped a spoon against a glass to get attention and began to make a little speech. This is what he said;

"Ladies and Gentlemen!

Ann and I are pleased to welcome you to our home and we thank you for your assistance in forming this club which we feel sure will be lots of fun for us all.

Do please introduce yourselves and get to know as many people as you can this evening. One very important duty we must perform tonight is to form a Management Committee. Ann and I were happy to get the club going but we want it to be our club not my club or anyone else's. I suggest as I mentioned in my letter that we select three men and three women to act on the committee. Once elected they can choose who ever they wish to perform whatever tasks are required.

I also suggest that the committee be re-elected every six months. That way all members can have close involvement in what goes on. One of the first jobs for the committee will be to set up a system to choose who will be the star of the show at each meeting.

Ann has lists of our members which she will give out. Also there is a box near the door with slips of paper near it. Please write six names on it - where possible we should avoid having husband and wife on the committee.

As for the show this evening - this is what I have arranged. I think the lady chosen should remove all her clothes and continue to circulate amongst us for an hour. Then her wrists will be tied together to that rope you see hanging from the branch of that blood wood tree behind me. If you were to look over there you will see that there are two tent pegs driven in the ground under the branch and spaced one metre apart. The lady will have her ankles tied to these pegs. She will then be given nine strokes of the cane at one-minute intervals between strokes.

After you have finished voting for the committee, I will tell you whom I have selected as our star this evening. Please collect your member lists now and find out who is who and vote. Thank you."

The guests gave Ross a little clap - mostly the men. The girls were mostly shocked at what the show would entail. Karen was no exception. Could she do it? Could she walk around naked amongst people she scarcely new? How could she stand under the tree - hands tied above her head and feet wide apart and take nine strokes? Where was the cane? How thick was it - how long was it? Oh the exposure, the embarrassment, the pain. To loose control of oneself in front of these people. She knew that she would scream and howl and beg them to stop - what would they think? The fear excited her. The whole possibility electrified her emotions and she felt her body stirring with sexual warmth. Rivers of tingling feeling ran from her nipples to the aching membranes between her legs. Her clitoris and labia were engorged with blood and swollen and she could feel them pulse with her rapid heartbeat. It was incredible to be so afraid and so excited at the same time.

Richard was thrilled at the prospect. Only in his wildest and most exciting fantasies had he envisioned anything like this and now it was going to happen. Then he had a thought and he whispered to Karen "Are you game?"

"Y-yes - I think" so was her uncertain reply.

"Great - lets get this voting over as soon as we can."

The voting was not over soon; in fact it took about half an hour because people did not know each other. Ross assisted by nominating some people who were duly elected. The voting would have gone faster if Ross had not tried to be so democratic. Neither Richard nor Karen were elected while both Ross and Ann were elected even though Ross said that husband and wife members should be avoided. What follows is the list of members with the *'s that Karen put beside the names of those elected to the committee;

Ross* & Ann* Peter & Jenny*

David & Janelle Bruce & Ursula

Peter & Ingrid Mark & Catherine

Terry* & Maria John & Julie

Warren & Leonie Daryl & Suzanne*

Alex* & Nicole Scott & Marion

Richard & Karen Derrick & Isobel

Eventually the moment came. Ross started tapping on his glass again to get attention. An immediate hush fell over the group, as all knew what he was about to announce.

"Folks!" he said "I nominate my wife, Ann" "This is because I do not think a guest should be asked to star on her first night - next time the selection will be totally random."

Ann was holding a tray of sausage rolls when the announcement was made. She dropped it on a nearby chair and, with her hands pressed to her mouth, gasped

"Oh I was afraid he might do that."

Proudly she regained her composure and standing at her full height and with shoulders back stepped over to Richard who was standing nearby and said

"Would you unzip me please?"

Richard stepped behind her and expertly ran the zipper from her neck to the small of her back. Slowly and elegantly she undid the buttons at the cuffs of her sleeves and then with each hand grasping the dress at each shoulder she lifted it forward and let it fall off her body and be hooked in her elbows. Standing as close as he was, Richard caught an erotic whiff of the aroma from her bobbing freshly liberated breasts. She then leaned forward and stepped out of the garment. She wore no panties and a garter belt held up her white stockings. Unclasping one stocking she put her leg on a chair and rolled down the stocking. Then she took off the white and gold high heel shoe and removed the stocking. Putting her shoe back on she boldly walked over to the other side of the room and took off her other stocking giving all the opportunity to watch her eagerly. Then she walked around the room finally stopping at David where she asked him to unclasp her garter belt. Which he eagerly did.

Ann picked up a tray of meats from the table and took it to Ross and told him that he better start the barbecue if everyone was to have eaten by the time the hour was up. Ross put down the tray and hugged her. While rubbing her buttocks and sliding his hand in the cleft between, he asked all guests to give Ann lots of attention over the next hour so that she would be well and truly ready for the next part of the show. She played her part as the accomplished hostess as effectively as if she had been fully clothed. The men were slow at first to enjoy her available body but eventually began stroking her buttocks and breasts whenever she came near. By coming near more frequently to those who caressed her she made it clear what she wanted. Some of the girls too began to kiss and stroke her in a display of affection since, each realised that, the show she was about to provide was on their behalf.

Richard and Karen introduced themselves to Terry and Maria while Ann was circulating amongst others in the group. Maria was clearly of southern European descent with long black curly hair and a voluptuous body. The low curve of the neckline of her blouse revealed an ample cleavage. Another woman of the same weight for her height may have been thought to be fat. But Maria was attractive because of her very womanly figure. Terry was about six feet tall with curly black hair. More curly black hair was also quite visible on his chest where the top two buttons of his shirt were left undone. They must both like gold, Richard thought. Maria wore a variety of gold rings and bracelets as well as chunky earrings and a gold chain necklace. It gave her a slightly gipsy appearance but, on her, it looked attractive. Terry also had a large gold wedding ring, a large masculine gold bracelet and a gold chain around his neck. On this chain hung a gold medallion of some sort, which nestled in his abundant chest hair.

Ann had catered well for the barbecue but was now so much the centre of attention that others (particularly Karen and Maria) had to step in to assist Ross in preparing and distributing the food. Despite the rope hanging ominously from the floodlit tree immediately adjacent to the entertainment area, Ann was clearly enjoying the attention she was getting. Her nipples, well kissed by now, were quite erect and the many hands that had found their way between her thighs were coming out moist and with her female scent. The meal was eaten, the plates and dishes were tidied up more drinks were being poured as Ann's hour of lascivious freedom came to an end.

Ross had obviously been doing some arranging with some of the men because it was Warren who tapped his glass and, when the room was silent, drew the group's attention to Terry who now could be seen standing outside under the tree holding the rope in his hand. Ann continued to show her class by walking regally in her nakedness through the large doorway into the garden and stood near Terry. The guests accompanied her. Warren joined Terry at the tree and they showed a clearly trembling Ann where the hooked tops of the tent pegs protruded from the ground. Ann co-operatively opened her legs to put each foot as near as possible to each peg. Warren and Terry each tied a foot to each peg. With her feet stretched so far apart her balance was unsteady and she reached down and steadied herself by holding Warren's shoulder. Warren stood and held her hands as he did so. She allowed him to stretch her hands above her head where Terry carefully tied them together. He took care to tie them firmly without cutting the circulation and without creating slip knots which might tighten subsequently if (when) she pulled on it. Warren pulled the free end of the rope causing her to stretch higher and lift her heels off the ground. Her breasts jutted forward proudly. Ann wanted to pull them back but the stretch of her arms made that impossible. Ross asked all guests to come forward and give Ann a kiss and a cuddle while she waited for her caning. It was a most erotic experience for Ann and the guests. Her spread legs held her labia apart and were an irresistible attraction to the male guests who fondled her there and caressed her clitoris which stood to attention for all to see. The men wore coats of a variety of fabrics. These ranged from Mark's coarse tweed style jacket to the soft leather of Richard's coat. Each subjected her to a riot of differing sensations as her turgid out thrust nipples were rubbed by the fabric of each mans coat as each kissed her. The women kissed her as well but they did not caress her and they instinctively knew not to rub against her nipples. Their kisses were welcome and gave her courage.

Finally she was left alone. All had embraced her and she now stood waiting. A gentle wind rustled the tree and she was being gently stretched and swayed by the motion of the branch. All the couples gathered around her to watch. Karen stood in front of Richard. Her back was resting against his chest. She could feel his hardness pressing against her buttocks. Richard put his arms around her folding them across her lower chest cuddling beneath the rise of her breasts. He could feel her excited breathing and heavy heart beat.

Warren produced the cane from behind the tree and showed it to the group. He then showed it to Ann. It was about a metre long and eight millimetres thick. He rubbed it along the tops of her breasts and then placed it beneath them and lifted them a few times with it. Then, after putting it to her lips for her to kiss it, he stepped behind her. She tensed visibly knowing what was imminent. Warren paused for a few seconds then raised the cane above his head and brought it down swiftly. The whistle of the cane, the crack, as it impacted her waiting buttocks and the hiss as she gasped through clenched teeth was as one continuous sound.

Karen felt Richard let go of her. He undid the buttons at the back of her blouse and loosened the clips of her bra. Putting his arms around her again he untucked her blouse at her waist and slid his hands underneath. Pulling her back against his chest he reached up and cupped each breast under the now loose cups of the bra. He squeezed her swollen sensitive nipples between his fingers while his swollen hardness pressed between her buttocks.

Warren struck again when Terry nodded to indicate that a minute had passed. Ann's gasp was followed by a series of "Ohs!" whispered as she clenched wriggled and rotated her bottom in a vain attempt to ease the fire in the two burning lines across her buttocks. Warren struck three more times. By this time Ann was oblivious to her audience and was wriggling so violently that the leaves of the tree were rustling from the pulling of the rope. His last stroke was followed by a shrill squeal from Ann.

"Oh No!" she pleaded "No more please - I can't."

Meanwhile she continued to pull at the rope and vigorously writhe her bottom to try to shake away the five lines of fire across her bottom.

Karen empathised with Ann. She knew that at that moment, Ann would have done anything to escape the whistling stinging cane. From her own experience she knew that along with the sting would come delicious erotic warmth. Warmth that soon eclipsed the pain and with the prompt ministrations of a loving man would lead to a series of deep satisfying orgasms. She was feeling some of that warmth herself. The earlier fear that it would have been she who would hang from the branch, suffering and screaming for all to see, awoke the warmth inside her. She felt each of Ann's strokes and watched her wrigglings and squeals and gasps as if they were her own. She was aware only of the scene before her and Richard gently stimulating her breasts and his urgent hardness pressing between her buttocks.

Warren and Terry changed places. Terry took the cane and brought down a swipe into that sensitive crease where buttock and thigh meet. Ann sprung as if electrified. She screamed and tears came to her eyes. No more pleading now - no more words at all. All she could do (and she did it a lot) was howl, gasp, scream and pant. Terry was a great deal more cruel than Warren. His next two swipes were on the upper thigh. She would not be able to cover those weals by her panties, whenever the tenderness eased sufficiently to enable her to, but they were close enough to her bottom that a short skirt would conceal them provided she was careful how she bent over. Not that Ann gave the slightest consideration to these matters at that time; she was preoccupied with thousands of tiny nerve endings along eight burning ridges. Each nerve was sending a message of fiery pain to her brain. She was getting other messages too. Nerves spreading from her anus through her labia to her clitoris were tickling and burning in increasingly powerful sensations. Her movements became less intent on throwing off the stinging pain but in trying to rub her thighs together to ease the maddening desire for stimulus between her legs. She was robbed of this relief by the enforced separation of her legs. Her feet pulled in vain at the pegs and she could do nothing except provide more of a show for her guests. The cool air swirling around her sensitive wet membranes was a delicious sensation. The abundant juices she was exuding evaporated causing a cool insistent reminder of her extreme nakedness. As if this was not enough her nipples, which had been thrown around during the last eight minutes of wild gyration of her body, were now throbbing with sensation.

Terry's last swipe was certainly the cruellest cut of all. He hit diagonally across the five stripes that Warren had made. Not only did this create its own line of fire, but also it doubly awakened the sting at each point of intersection. Ann could not tell what he had done. The dim realisation that this was the last one turned to horror as this new line of pain doubly reawakened those already burning nerves along the edges of the lines that it crossed. A long loud howl escaped her lips as she gave herself over to the deluge of feeling that overwhelmed her.

She felt Ross kissing her - long slow kisses gently sucking and chewing at her lips. She felt hands undoing the ropes at her wrists and ankles. She gasped with relief as her arms fell to her sides and her feet came together. She could not stand and Ross picked her up, one hand under her shoulders and one behind her knees. Ross said to those who crowded around them

"Ann and I are going upstairs now - If any of you want to stay please make yourselves comfortable anywhere in the house, we will see you for breakfast. If you want to leave now - I hope you had a good time and we will see you next month."

Many of the women kissed Ann and Ross. Warren and Terry made a point of kissing her as well.

"Thank you" she murmured "See you next time."

Richard released Karen from his embrace where oblivious of her unbuttoned and untucked blouse and hanging bra she made her way over to embrace Ann and Ross. Richard noticed for the first time that some of the other women had clothing that was in various states of disrepair as well.

On joining his wife Richard said

"Well! what do you want to do?"

Karen thought for a moment and then said "Take me home - fast!"