Jack - The Party (illustrated story)

The fickle finger of faith had at least temporarily lost him Ariel to Alf Cleghorn, Now Jack had to think of a way to get his favourite Sub back. As Cleghorn solicitor he had intimate knowledge of all his wealing and dealing and could drop him in it from a great height, but that would also cost him his biggest client. That was not, at least for the time being something Jack was ready to do.
Jack had a lot to think about when he stepped out into the backyard where the BDSM-party was in full blast.
Four guys in lava-lavas played some sort of Hawaiian mambo on string instruments and drums. Right in front of him a flowerbed had been sprayed with lots and lots of water to create a mud pit where two by now unrecognisable beauties was wrestling among the remnants of snap-dragons, A newly whipped Mercedes Summerbee was bent over a lawnchair and assaulted in her ass with an enormous strap-on handled with great skill by Jack's old schoolnurse Gwen Tanamo. This while her submissive mistress, Jack's old teacher Connie Shue was tied to a tree nearby and being whipped by a young man in a school-blazer. Probably as a result of bad grades and or detention Jack thought to himself.
As he walked further into the garden, he witnessed the scene taking place in the coy-pond, where two young female slaves under the strict supervision of their master was forcing live fish up their vaginas. The girls yelped and screamed as their wriggling prey stretched their cunts.
To his right was to naked slaves, one female and one male being manhandled, by a young pretty domina, lost in her own world of pleasure, She was furiously fisting her male slaves anus with a slick leather-glove, while keeping his genitals in a vice like grip. A ball gag prevented the male to voice an opinion about the cruel abuse. The female slave hade a garden hose inserted in her back entrance and was on the receiving end of an enema that made her tummy bulge out.
Jack stopped cold in his track, right in front of him was the very emancipated Stella Cruella forcing her male slave Hubert to crawl through the Summerbees famed rosbushes being ripped bloody by the sharp thorns. Stella was wipping his ass and the two enormous boobs she had transplanted onto his back with a martinet. Jack back traced and quickly retreated to avoid contact with the famous QC who more then once had expressed an interest in having her way with Jack.
Now he could see the hostess of the party. She was immobilised in a stockade so the broken and humiliated women had a perfect view on the going ons and could only witness the utter destruction of her price-winning garden unable to do anything about it. The captured woman was vigorously fucked from behind by a tough looking male. Alf Cleghorn left nothing to chance when it came to subjugate his sex-slaves.

Blasine opened the trailer door and invited Jack to enter. As Jack steped inside he noticed that it was fully equipped with all the devices needed for the kind of sex Jack preferred, the walls was covered with whips, canes, switches, belts, cuffs, clamps, dildoes, and lot and lot of rope.
”You just wait sir” Blasine said groping his crotch ”I’ll make You forget that Ariel slut, You guys seems to be so occupied by”
"Talk is cheap"
She fell to her knees in front of him and liberated the prisoned member that longed to express itself. Blasine coo-ed in wide-eyed stupefaction as it erupted from his trousers. Jack’s instrument had assumed enormous proportions, provoked by all the highly erotic dramas he witnessed in the garden. ”Oh dear, this is a bit of a mouthfull” Blasine said before forcing her mouth over the erect organ.
He grasped her by the hair and rammed his swelled tool down her throat, Thoroughly shattered though she was, she licked and sucked at his penis as it run in and out of her mouth, in order to satisfy her abuser’s passions to the best of her abilities.
"That's it!" Jack snapped. He grabbed Blasine and threw her onto her bed, face down. "It’s time to get serious about this." Blasine got up on her hand and knees. She looked up at Jack, with both fear and desire. Jack grabbed a belt from a shell. He rapped his unoccupied arm around Blasine's waist, holding her in place. With a swift motion, he brought the belt down on her ass. Blasine gasped in pain. He whacked her again and again, with his instrument of punishment. There was no planned number of strokes, no pattern behind were he hit. He simply vented his anger and frustration on Blasine's defenseless flesh. He finally stopped when his arm grew tired. Tears streamed down Blasine's face. Her rear end was glowing red. Jack released his grip on her, but he wasn't done with her. Jack stripped off his clothes unceremoniously. He directed his inflamed and enormous penis towards her dripping cunt. There was no denying the pleasure he took in manhandling her delicate body, revenging himself for his previous embarrassment. He gabbed hold of Blasine's hips, and took her from behind. Her sobs mingles with moans of pleasure. Jack wanted to use Cleghorn’s woman in the same manner that Ariel with no doubt was being used.
Blasine braced and groaned as the widest part split her impossibly. Then he was inside her. -”Oh dear” She gasped ”I do think You are tearing me open! You are indeed, Oh! Ohhh! Ohh!”
”If You don’t work with me dear” Jack wheezed ”I’ll take the business end of a switch to your tits.” She opened up her legs even more and started meeting his forceful plunges with counterthrusts, He frantically plowed her cunt, which he bruised and belaboured unmercifully.