Fantasy or Reality
written and orgasmed over by poenkitten
56. MaMoushka
Karen stood silent behind her owners as the elevator ascended to the
top floors. Stepping off she was acutely aware of the stares that the
ringing bells were drawing from the workers on the floor as she was
led across the room to a pair of glass doors.
The Administrative Assistant looked up as her boss entered...Helena
was a bit of an anomaly. Her black hair was drawn back severely into a
tight braid, makeup subdued, but there was a cruelty about her eyes
and mouth that reminded Karen of Tony. Impeccably dressed in a black
raw silk business suit and white blouse she appeared the epitome of
efficiency. "Welcome back Mr. Foxfire...and Dr. Foxfire...a pleasure
to see you as always." Helena's eyes appraised the silent woman behind
Tom...one eyebrow raised in Tom's direction. At his discrete nod
Helena smiled and did not wait for an introduction, her eyes looking
over the girl and mentally undressing her. A cold smile traced across
her lips.
"Helena get Harry Burns up here..I have a few toys to discuss with
him, and then bring me the contracts that you wanted a signature on. I
take it they have been through legal already?" 'Of course Sir, and I
will have those papers for you in just a moment. Would you or Dr.
Foxfire care for anything...or maybe....the cunt?" Karens heart raced
as the word dripped distastefully from the womans
lips....oh...god....she ...KNOWS. the trembling slave nearly looked
up, but remembered to keep her eyes lowered. "Heel bitch!..I will
expect Burns in 15 minutes...come in when you are ready Helena." Karen
followed her owners into the inner office.
Karen did not get much of a chance to look around as she was guided to
the massive desk against the far wall. The impression of luxury was
there, but other than the carpet, she did not get to see anything.
She expected, hoped that she would be sent to sit, while her Master
conducted his business...but was doomed to be disappointed. Leading
her to the front of the desk..she heard the words that she dreaded.
"Remove the clothing..leave the corset cunt."
nnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooooooo please....they would not do this to
her...they couldn't..."Remove it". Wanting only to sink through the
floor Karen fumbled with the clothes. Mary held out her hand, waiting
impatiently as the girl stripped and folded them carefully. "Now cunt
bend over the desk...I want your tits where I can reach them." Karen
rested her hands on the desks top...and tried to keep her body at an
angle where she would not be exposed. "Not good enough slut...spread
'em." Toms foot lashed out and kicked her legs wide apart so that the
muscles in her thighs and calves stood tight under the strain of
balancing on the heels. His hand forced her forward so that most of
her upper torso was over the desk and her cunt spread open. A flush of
shame raced over her as she realized that anyone entering would see
her ass and cunt framed by the tight whalebone corset and lace. She
became even more aware of the bells and tag hanging from the ring on
her clit and the labia rings.
Mary smiled at Tom....perfect...picture perfect. "Honey...look at how
the sluts cunt is dripping...I think the little bitch likes being
displayed." Tom laughed at his wife's comment and fingered the girls
cunt and asshole before moving around the desk. He presented his hand
to the slave and she licked it clean, tasting herself upon it. His
fingers idled with her nipples...squeezing and twisting them as his
wife stared out of the window. Karens soft moans of pain masked the
sounds of the well oiled door opening and Helena entering. "Nice cunt
on this slut!" Karen nearly jumped out of her skin as the woman spoke.
Helena approached the desk with the papers and laid them before Tom
standing so that her dress brushed against Karens skin. Laying an open
folder on the girls back she began to place the contracts back into it
as Tom and Mary looked them over and then signed them. "Helena you
have done a wonderful job of making sure that everything has run
smoothly while I was otherwise engaged." "Thank you Sir...By the
way...how is my brother Tony doing? Not costing you too much in cunt
flesh is he?" Karens breath caught in her throat...Tony?...was her
brother?....she did not dare look up, but a wave of fear washed over
her.
"Actually he is doing quiet well, I will remind him to call you. He
captured a slut this weekend past and has been very happy with his
toy." Mary signed the last contract and looked up..."Helena, you seem
interested...would you like the cunt to perform for you?" "i has been
a while since I last had a toy....like Tony's they all seem to break
so easily." Karen shuddered. "Be our guest dear." Helena smiled and
walked over to the closet, opening it she chose a few instruments of
"pleasure" and walked back to the cringing slave. "cunt...if you move,
if you break position, I will promise you more pain than you would
ever think possible." Karen whimpered softly. "Don't worry slut...the
office is soundproof. You will scream all i want you too" Helena
looked at the labia rings...pulling the bow on the laces she tied the
girls cunt open with them and then retied them. She picked up her
first instrument of choice....a thin split cane and stepped back to
measure her stroke. Her eyes danced madly as she slashed the first
stroke across the girls spread ass...WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK,
WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK, WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK, WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK,
WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK, Karen squealed and them screamed in pain as the
cane cut into her ass cheeks, WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK,
WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK, WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK, WhiiiiiiiiiTHATACKKKK.
The cane fell relentlessly as the girls ass bounced and struggled to
remain in place. Toms fingers dug into her tit flesh holding her
across the desk as the skin on her ass cracked and welted under the
blows.
Tossing the cane aside Helena grabbed a crop with a narrow tang and
brought it down in an overhand slice directly down the center of
Karens ass and cunt. Mary licked her lips as she watched, then reached
for the second crop that Helena had brought over. SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK,
SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK, SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK, SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK,
SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK, alternately they slashed the girls ass and cunt one
crossing as the other came down. Karen screamed and danced in
excruciating pain as her ass and cunt were cut and welted by the
crops. SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK, SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK, SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK,
SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK, SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK, SWIIISSHCRAACCCCK. Screaming in
pain the girl could stand no more...as her legs buckled under the
onslaught. Held by her tits she could not escape physically, but her
mind found escape into darkness as she slumped over the desk. Slowly
the women noticed that the slave was no longer with them. They looked
at the bloody welted ruin that was her ass and ran their fingers
through the blood. Only the brand had been avoided...the rest of her
ass and cunt showed a bright and dark red in the dim office lights.
"Ehhh..Ummm." Tom looked up to see Harry Burns standing by the closed
door. "I believe you wanted to see me Sir?" "Ahh yes Harry, have a new
toy for you to examine, improve and get ready for production." Tom
tossed the electronic leash on the unconscious girls back. "Hmmm..."
Harry turned the leash over in his hands..."Crude...but...May I Sir?"
His head nodded toward the slut across the desk. "Of course...Don't
want to waste any lab rats...attach it to the clit ring." Harry
snapped the clip in place and began to fiddle with the dial and
button. When he got no response from the lower settings he went
directly for 10. Karens mind screamed back into awareness as her body
convulsed, ripping her tits from her Masters grip and throwing her to
the floor in pain. Harry nodded and played with the dial for a bit,
noting the girls reactions...and then un-clipped it...wandering back
to his labs..already engaged in the modifications to make it
marketable. Karen lay weeping on the floor as Tom came around the desk
to join Mary and Helena.
Merci huddled in the corner of the front seat as Skruffy pulled off
the highway and maneuvered the car into one of the state parks.
Finally he pulled off of the road into a crowded parking lot. "We're
here babe." Merci looked around confused...where were they and why?
Skruffy got out of the car and opened the trunk..lifting several large
bundles from it. When the girl did not move from the car he opened the
door and pulled her from it. She could feel the cool breeze moving the
silk against her skin and the chainmail growing cooler. Skruffy loaded
several of the bundles over her shoulder and hoisting two large bundle
commanded her to follow him. Barefooted she followed him, stumbling
over the roots of trees and stones to eventually emerge into a large
fire lit clearing. Her eyes took in the colorful tents and people
moving about in medieval clothing. A REN FAIRE...Scadians!!! Oh
God....thank you...this she could deal with. Winding his way through
the pitched tents Skruffy found a clear spot and began to assemble
their tent. A couple of young men wandered over and lent a hand as
Merci waited to be relieved of her bundles. "Hey Skruffy...nice garb
on your wench." "Thanks ..got it from Strangeblades...especially for
this event. Has Shadowmaker gotten here yet?" "Yeah he's set up on the
other side of the circle...the black and red tent. Got some really
cool blades with him." "Good...he and I have something special planned
for later." Merci was afraid to find out what. She knew that
Shadowmaker and Skruffy had gotten together several times over the
past month, but he had always left her chained at home when he went
over.
Skruffy set about laying a fire and sent her into the tent to unpack.
She laid out the sleeping furs and lantern, then unwrapped the bundle
that had been strapped to her shoulder. SWORDS!!!!!!!!! Ok ...doesn't
mean anything...it's a RenFaire after all...all the men will be
wearing them. Somehow, in the pit of her stomach...she felt doom.
Skruffy entered the tent and began to change into garb, a soft silk
poets shirt and leggings, thigh high boots and a sword completed the
outfit. Snapping a leash onto Merci's collar her grabbed the other
swords and pulled her from the tent to find his friend.
Music piped into the air...strange medieval tunes interspersed with
celtic and barbaric drumming. Merci followed Skruffy across the
clearing to the black and red tent. Her head pivoted to see all of the
strange sights...the belly dancers, young men rolling bones and
drinking...warriors in armor practicing their sword work for the next
days lists. "Hey bro...was hoping you had gotten here...sorry I'm late
but...was at the races today." "Your horse come in?" Shadowmaker
passed over a wine skin and Skruffy took a drink before
answering..."Nah...human ponies...was a pretty good race though." he
proceeded to tell Shadowmaker about the day as they shared the skin of
mead. "Well you ready?...Is this our volunteer?" Merci's head snapped
up and she looked at Skruffy puzzled. Volunteer? "Yep the bitch didn't
exactly volunteer but she will obey." "Then lets get to it." Skruffy
gathered up his swords and jerked Merci's leash. The girl eyed the
swords and looked over her shoulder to see Shadowmaker also picking up
a bundle...and planted her feet...NO WAY...NO WAY was she going."
Skruffy forced her over to him...."Listen cunt...you will obey
me...our you and my knives are going to become very intimate tonight."
Shaking Merci remembered the trip home from the party...and followed
him into the lit clearing.
Shadowmaker walked over to the musicians while Skruffy chained the
girls ankle to a peg in the ground. She had just enough chain to move
4' in any direction. Unwrapping his bundle, Skruffy picked up the
sharp blades and began to juggle them...getting their
balance..."WARE...LIVE STEEL!" A small crowd began to gather, taking
in the chained slave garbed on little more than a handful of chainmail
and silk. 'Mi lords and MiLadies...Gather Round...Gather Round...For
Your Amusement...An ANCIENT Dance of Danger, Desires and Brotherly
Love. At Risk The Lovely Slave in The Center...The Steel Is
LIVE!...She Will Dance To Your Delight...And Risk ALL For Her Masters
Love!!! WE PRESENT FOR YOUR EDDIFICATION AND CELEBRATION...The
MAMOUSHKA!!!!"
With a skirl of tambour and pipes the musicians began to play the
music made famous by the Addamms Family movie. Merci shook as she
watched the blades flashing in the firelight....spinning to watch
first Skruffy and then Shadowmaker juggling the sharp edged weapons.
"Dance wench or get cut." Skruffys' voice carried to her and shaking
she began to move with the music...each man watched to catch the
pattern of her movements, and the blades began to fly across the
clearing. Each sword flashed past the terrified girl, her cunt
clenched in fear as the whooooooooshed by on the right and left. She
tried to keep her circles small contained, but discovered that was no
proof against the blades. Deliberately they tossed them so that she
was forced to move and spin within the boundaries of the chain.
Flashing the 6 swords, sliced the air past her belly, ass,
breasts...her head snapping to see where the next blade was coming
from. Twice she felt a blade slice across her chain mailed breasts as
she did not move fast enough. Faster the musicians played, the girl
whirling and ducking, leaping and avoiding the flying blades...until
the crescendo. Her breath ragged and torn in fear, her body exhausted,
she dropped to the ground, only to flinch as the 6 flying swords,
THUNKED into the ground surrounding her form. One young lord tossed
Skruffy a whip and he snapped it wrapping the girls ankle and pulling
her toward him past the embedded swords. Lifting her, he kissed her
and held her. Merci shook and wept in his arms, the fear overwhelming
her as she broke down. With a bow Shadowmaker and Skruffy lifted her
and pulled the swords from the ground to the applause of the crowd.
Merci was made to smile and bow, and accept the accolades as if she
were truly a willing party to the dance and then pulled by the leash
followed the men back to Shadowmakers tent.
Tieing the tent flap shut, ShadowMaker and Skruffy pulled the girl to
them and began tracing her body with sharp poniards as they possessed
her trembling body, her moans and cries of fear and lust mingling with
theirs as the fucked the slaves ass and cunt, feeling the true
closeness as they rubbed through the thin membrane separating them.
