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Punk\'s First Piercing

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

Chapter 2:

 

            The audience started clapping, and David took a bow.  “First, I’m sure everyone wants to see the unaltered piece in her full glory.”  Holding out his hands to the audience, he almost danced playfully to his part as ringleader.  “Nothing up my sleeves!”  Rubbing his hands together, he produced a knife with a rugged blade.  “Voila!”  This time there was less clapping.  The girls in the audience were making sure that hands were unavailable, having their bodies be grouped and massaged while the star of the show was flailing again.  Crystal, on the other hand, was burning her wrists on the tight rope, in horror of the knife.  Her eyes followed the shiny metal blade as it got closer to her restrained body.

            As Jack and Rick flanked her, she let out a small scream.  To that, David climbed onto her pelvis, while Jack and Rick held her body down.  David had the knife in his mouth right now, and was smirking.  When Crystal could no longer even flail, she started begging.  “Oh please!  Don’t do this!  I don’t want to do this anymore!  I’m sorry I called you a pervert!  Please stop!”  At the end of that plea, David began cutting the buttons off her blouse.  With each button, Crystal made a soft squeak.  She began closing her eyes trying to push the situation out of her head, and trying not to feel the fabric fall from her. As soon as David was done with the buttons, he opened the blouse to reveal a silky pink bra.

            David grinned and paused, “Apparently you were already planning on showing yourself off before you got here.”  Crystal’s fear paled face faintly turned rose at the sight of her bra.  It was only barely that the color showed, before her fear took complete control again.  David used the knife to cut along the shoulder of the blouse to get it off her completely, which Rick then pulled from underneath her.  The cutting made Crystal panic, but David seemed to be a master of the blade in his hand.  While he made sure the cold steel touched her skin at all times, it didn’t cut her to any extent.  The blade’s cold steel sent chills down her body, though, and her teeth were gritted the entire time.

            Putting the knife on Crystal’s belly, he pulled the middle of the bra.  “Hmm.  I’ve never been good at getting these things off.”  To this, he got off, and moved behind her head.  He kneeled and pulled a few bars under the table, so it tilted and she faced the audience, and then so that it raised her head into the air.  Doing this made her slide down the table a bit, catching her by her arms.  The tug felt unpleasant, and Crystal yelped and winced.  David moved to the audience.  “Who wants to do the honors?”

            “I do!”  A girl in the back raised her hand.  She couldn’t have been older than twenty-five, and had beautiful red hair that touched her mid-back.  She was sitting without a shirt or bra on, to the side of a forty-something.  The man looked surprised at her, but when he figured out what was going on, he grinned at her and grabbed his dick from over his pants.

David looked at him and said, “You can take your pants off at any time, and do whatever with yourselves or your guests that you want.  But I’d save it for later, because we’ve only just begun.  Remember, this isn’t some weak gang rape or something, this is a girl having pretty much everything on her shish-kabobbed.  This isn’t something that you’ll see every day.  But I’m not telling you how to spend yourselves or your money.”  To that he shrugged and under his breath said “I’m going to do this whether you guys are here or not.”

The speech ended just about the time that the girl reached Crystal.  David looked her over with a smile and nod.  She licked her lips with a smile and climbed on top of Crystal.  Crystal looked into the girl’s eyes for a second, and noticed a look that reminded her of her girl friends, when they would team up against the males in the room.  The girl turned to David.  “Can I do stuff to her, while I get this thing off for you?”  David laughed, and nodded again.

Immediately the girl slunk down over Crystal and began to nibble her neck.  With her hands moving as smooth as silk behind Crystal’s back, she began to disconnect the hooks for the bra.  As they disconnected, the girl whispered into Crystal’s ear “I can’t wait until they put those needles through your cunt lips.  I want to hear you scream as they put holes through your titties.”  Crystal began to panic when she heard the girl said this, but the girl kept whispering in her ear “I want to lock a padlock in your clit hood and fuck you with my fingers.”  The girl started to moan and grind over Crystal pelvis, much to the pleasure of the audience.  “I want to run a chain through your nipples and drag you around by it.  I can’t wait until the fun starts!  I can’t wait until you’ve got 100 needles in your body.”  The girl took a knife from her own pocket, brought out the blade, and cut the straps off Crystal’s bra.  As soon as the straps were cut, the girl bit the middle of it and pulled it off with her mouth.  The removal left her flawless ivory breasts to fall softly on her chest.  Her nipples were hard with all the attention, and from the cool basement air hitting her naked chest.

Crystal was breathing heavily, her eyes were wide and her face was pale.  She didn’t want this to happen!  This couldn’t be happening to her!  Jack wouldn’t do this to her.  And who would honestly be cruel enough to put needles through her body?  It didn’t make sense.  How could so many men and women be that interested in piercings that they would pay together about a million dollars to see it done to her?

David was clapping in a reserved fashion.  “Bravo, bravo!  It seems that Mr. Romano’s guest has a taste for theatrics.  Now, Miss…”

She stopped on her path back to Mr. Romano, and turned to David.  “My name is Debra.”

“Miss Debra, could I ask you to tell the audience what you were telling our lovely star attraction?”

“Hmm.”  Debra bit her lip in thought, then smiled and said, “Well, I felt like I was on Santa’s lap all over again, like when I was a kid.  I just told her what I wished for.”

David sat on the table at Crystal’s legs.  “Well, I hope you have a Merry Christmas.”  With his knife in hand, he cut the school girl skirt straight up, so the blade was facing down to her thighs and cunt.  As he sawed the skirt in two, the blade pumped right against her skin, only so much that the tip tickled her pubic mound, but didn’t even damage the fabric of her silky black thong.  As the blade got closer and closer to her vagina, Crystal screamed and kept her legs tense enough so that they shook.  She was crying now, the reality of the situation hitting her on many levels.  As the skirt fell to her sides, Rick snatched it up, and threw it with her ruined blouse.  The crowd stared at the small piece of fabric that kept her from being completely nude.  Crystal looked through her breasts at the fabric, praying that somehow it would protect her womanhood from being damaged by these lunatic perverts.  Juggling the knife between his hands, David admired his next victim.  It had been a long time since he had been able to work on a truly unbroken girl, especially of such beauty.  He had to admit that teenage polish girls had some of the finest bodies the gender had to offer.

He scooted closer to her stomach, and looked at the crowd.  “Look at her, she’s all ready to strip naked for you guys.  She can’t wait until she can show her snatch to this lovely group of ladies and gentlemen.”  He moved his fingers over her pussy, tickling her over the fabric.  Instead of pleasure, it only furthered her panic and made her further aware of the possibility of these crazy perverts putting metal through her cunt.  She began to feel queasy.  She’d only been naked in front of guys once or twice, when her buddies and her got real drunk and real heavy.  Beyond that, she didn’t even have her ears pierced, and at the very most, she had considered getting a stud for her nose.  This was all too much.  She couldn’t believe this was happening to her.  It felt like a wet dream gone horrible wrong.  Like a wet nightmare.

The knife tickled the “V” of her inner thigh.  She almost pissed herself as David brought the knife along her tender flesh- never enough to cut, or even fully touch, but enough that she could almost feel it.  Crystal gripped the rope that held her hands apart as hard as she could, as if she was going to hold herself from the knife by doing it.  As it got to the band that held the skimpy piece of fabric to her body, it cut through it without sawing with the blade, or tearing the fragile thong.  Many in the crowd gasped in aroused excitement the blade touched the silk.  As soon as David made the master cut, he switched hands and move the knife to the bottom of her other thigh.  Crystal pleaded, “Oh please!  Please don’t do this!  Jack, I’ll help pay for your place to stay open…!”

David cut her off, “Oh, but darling, how angry would that make the men and woman who traveled all the way here to see you?  You can’t imagine how much it took to convince them that they wouldn’t get arrested, or cheated out their money.”  As the knife began it’s way up the side of her other sensitive thigh, Crystal made a panicked squeak and gripped tightly onto the ropes again.

To the audience, she called out, “I’ll have sex with any of you!  Just don’t put needles through me!”

David grinned evilly.  “Don’t get too ahead of yourself dear.  You don’t want to offer yourself as their fuck meat while you’re all tied up like this.  They might even be harder on you then I am, and not let you keep your life.”  Crystal gasped and then looked at David, as he cut the other side of her thong.  Crystal’s heart began the pound at that, her breath cut short in her lungs.  They wouldn’t really kill her, would they?  “I mean, us ‘perverts’ have you exactly where we like you- illegally kidnapped, tied spread eagle, in a room full of torturing tools…” and as Rick pulled off her thong and threw it to the side, he continued, “and naked.”

As the cloth fell to the floor, a few of the girls in the audience made sounds of pleasure.  It became apparent that Crystal wasn’t the only one who was naked, or the only one having her cunt played with- although she would much rather be in their position than in hers.  David drew back the blade, and put his knife away with his left hand, and casually spread Crystal’s pussy lips with the other.  She groaned at the feeling and struggled to get away from David’s touch.  He had no intention of letting go at the moment, however.  Instead he smiled.  “Oh, it looks like our star already shaved for the event.  How nice of her, considering all that we’ve been putting her through.”  Sensuously, he petted the area above her nether lips and inserted his thumb between them, onto her clit.  His smile widened.  “Oh my, it seems that our star has made other preparations as well.”

Crystal was shocked.  It seemed that with all the attention she had been giving her vagina, the fear, and the smell of sexuality in the air, that she had become a bit slick.  As David pressed on and off her love button, she felt her clit betray the rest of her conscience, and take pleasure from David’s touch.  Although the fear deep in her stomach kept her from feeling too good, she couldn’t help but softly grind herself against his thumb.

He kept rubbing her pleasure nubbin, never fast enough or hard enough for her to feel anywhere close to relief, but the whole process had flushed her pale cheeks and caused her breathing to deepen.  The audience was very attentive to her pleasure.  Many girls in the audience were fully naked, as were some of the guys.  Mr. Romano had both his pants and underwear off, and had his dick in Debra’s hand.  She was moaning, because Mr. Romano had his thumb on her clit, mimicking the gesture that David was doing to Crystal.  Debra was only teasing his shaft, because they had both taken caution from David’s words.

David watched Crystal start to flush and grind his thumb, amusedly.  The girl who was in such despair earlier was now riding his hand, wet and horny.  He knew the reason she was doing this- eyes closed, fully into the pleasure of his touch- was to keep her mind off the real situation.

Crystal, in fact, was pretending she was somewhere else.  In her mind, she was back at home, with one of her male friends.  She had finally decided that he could touch- and it took him a long time to appreciate her body before his hands removed Crystal from her clothes, and began rubbing her clit.  She could almost hear the passionate breathing he would be making as he finally got to open his prize, and play with the treasure.

This pleasure did not hold Crystal long, as Janie stomped down the stairs with a box in hand.  David’s eyes lit up, and he immediately took his thumb from Crystal’s crotch, and raised them into the air.  “It seems that the show is going to begin now!”  With this, he slapped Crystal’s breast, which brought her from her alternate reality.  Her eyes opened, and she looked around, not knowing where she was.  The moans of the men and woman started to wake her up, but what really did it was the second whip-crack slap to her other tit.  David chuckled demonically as her face showed the realization of the needles entering the room.

 


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