ROISSY SOCIETY
Chapter 3C "The Dance"
The dancers were getting impatient. It had been
over five minutes since the last song ended and the dancers
wanted to get back in action. All around me, the dancers were
getting back to heavy petting. The were reacquainting
themselves with their partners body cavities. A staff slut was
handing out little pouches of skin lotion. I saw the dancers
grab the pouches and proceed to rub it into their partners
bodies. Crystal grabbed two pouches. In a minute I was rubbing
the skin lotion deep into Crystal's pussy. I noticed that many
of sluts were showing shiny red tits and pussies after the
lotion was applied. I could now see the effects of the "Pussy
Whip" on the slut's bodies and I liked it. It started slowly
but soon the crowd was calling in unison "Whipping Post,
Whipping Post". They were shouting, "We want Whipping Post". I
asked Crystal if someone was going to be whipped at a post now.
Crystal looked at me strangely like I should know the crowd was
calling a for a song. I asked Crystal if the song had a chorus
that went like, "I'm Chained to The Whipping Post and I Feel
Like I'm Dying". Crystal with astonishment said, "Yeah, that's
the song. You actually know about it. It's a real song". I told
it was a real song done by the Allman Brothers and probably
known by most of the South. Crystal was amazed, she thought
this band made it up. As I said, Crystal was not into
Rock'n'Roll, but she was into fucking and that's all that
mattered at this minute. The crowd got louder and I joined in
the shouting with Crystal. The women lead singer who's tits and
ass were clearly on display went to the microphone and said,
"You people are animal sluts. You want "Whipping Post" you got
"Whipping Post" for the next forty minutes. Get ready to
party." With that the house lights went out and band broke into
the guitar attack. The crowd went bananas. I was trying to
figure if I ever heard a forty minute version of "Whipping
Post" before. When the spot light showed a male lead guitarist
wailing away on his guitar as his dick sticking out, I knew
this was going a very different version of "Whipping Post" then
I'm used to. I was about experience a rendition of "Whipping
Post" that I would never forget. After experiencing the
rendition of "Whipping Post" as performed by this band, I would
forever think of the Allman Brothers as choir boys.
The sound system was very good and so was the
band. They actually played very well. They went to a two drum
setup like the original Allman Brothers to drive the beat
forward. Crystal began to bounce to the beat. It was delightful
to watch Crystal's tits and pussy come into view as the skimpy
coverings lifted up as Crystal bopped to the beat. I couldn't
stop watching the scene around me. There was enough girl flesh
on the dance floor to keep a platoon of soldiers happy and the
slut's were displaying all their wares in the most provocative
ways. You couldn't help but get sucked into this outrageous
sexual free for all. Crystal motioned for me to suck her
nipples. She was a little unprepared when I immediately started
to nibble at the red sticky stuff on her nipple, but she
quickly got to like it. Whatever was in this sticky stuff it
was effective. My rod was rigid again in a short time. I looked
stupid wearing a hardon coming through my underwear. In the
spirit of the mood that prevailed in this room, I removed my
briefs and tossed it into the crowd. I didn't see where it
landed but I heard a girlish squeal a moment later. Later in
the evening, I saw a slut dressed only in a pair of men's brief
and it looked good on her. As the band played, the dancers
moved from conventional dirty dancing to being plain dirty.
Couples from the dance floor would ascend the stage and put on
their own exhibition of lewdness to inspire their fellow
dancers on the floor. I was pleased when I saw that several
valets were not bashful to display their prowess in exciting
their slut or in the case of one valet his two sluts. On the
dance floor, from time to time, numbers of sluts would get
together and form one large groping mass of girl flesh. Crystal
made sure that I paid attention only to her. Crystal was not
about to share me with any other slut. She wanted my cock only
for her sexual pleasure. I tried to be cool, but I was totally
lost. I had lost all concept of time and reason. I had
progressed from nibbling on Crystal's breasts to actually
taking some healthy bites. Poor Crystal would be sporting my
teeth marks on her tits for several days. Instead of
discouraging me from this conduct, Crystal was urging me on
further to greater excesses. Just when I thought I had seen
everything, the stage show was about to begin.
After at least fifteen minutes of non stop kick ass
music the band went into the drum break and the crowd went
crazy. Even Crystal was screaming at the top of her lungs. They
were screaming, "Whipping Post, Whipping Post, Whipping Post".
Crystal with a knowing smirk said, "Now a slut is going to
taste the whip at the post". I noticed that as the dancers
chanted "Whipping Post, Whipping Post" they waved their "Pussy
Whips". I realized that the dancers were getting ready to use
the whips on each other again. I was ready for that, but I was
not ready for the show they were calling for so eagerly. In a
instant the room went completely black as smoke started to
raise for the stage. A single spot light lit the stage and I
could now clearly see the smoke. Out of the smoke I saw a large
round brown wooden post like a telephone pole raise up from the
stage floor. When the wooded post had reached seven feet high
it stopped raising. From the right hand side of the stage I
could plainly hear the screaming of a woman. In a short time I
could see three figures making their way across the stage. I
could see a man and woman dragging a hooded woman in a plain
white sheet with large red "R"s stenciled on both sides. It
remained me of the penitent gown the victims were made to wear
at their public execution during the Inquisition. The man and
the woman had their arms locked inside the arms of the
struggling woman. I didn't have to be told that the draggers
were a "Valet" and "Guard" while the person being dragged was a
"Slut". The slut had her wrists circled by a wide black leather
band and held together in front of her by a small chain locked
to the leather wrist bands. The Valet and Guard easily dragged
the slut forward despite her struggles. The slut was struggling
and screaming at the top of her lungs. If this was all a show
the slut was putting on, it was very realistic performance. The
Valet was dressed only in black leather briefs that was also
cut out to expose his dick which was enclosed in a clear
plastic material like a condom. Again I noticed that a round
whole was cut out in the back of his briefs over his anus. The
Guard was dressed in a red leather corset with a slut strap
attached to her corset. The slut strap was a lot like the slut
strap that Carolyn was now wearing, but it had a big
difference. This slut strap also had a pleasure dildo in the
guard's pussy and a large oval showing her asshole like
Carolyn's, but this pleasure dildo was a double dildo. The
Guard looked like she had a cock growing out of her cunt. This
artificial penis was big round and spiked. It didn't look like
anything I would want stuck up my cunt. The dildo was
frightening. I was hypnotized by the scene being played out
before me. I knew this was only a show, but it was the most
erotic show I had ever witnessed. The "Roissy Society" was
putting on its best effort to keep their members in a frenzy.
Crystal had snuggled tight against me now. She was
stroking my pole and whispering in my ear. She was asking how I
felt. She said that the slut being whipped was being punished
for being AWOL. Her Mistress had given the slut a four day trip
to the Bahamas as a reward and she took seven days before
coming back. The slut was a runaway for three days and running
away was the most serious infraction of the "Roissy Society"
rules. I said she came back what was the problem. Crystal said
that for three days her Mistress did not know where the slut
had gone. Anytime a slut is missing even for an hour over the
time she should report, an alarm must be sent throughout the
"Roissy Society" network. When a slut is missing for then
twenty-four hours all the locks are reprogrammed and the slut's
Mistress has to remove herself and her property from her house.
Security is the number one concern of the "Roissy Society" and
any breach of this security is treated seriously. The fact this
was a false alarm because the slut returned did not diminish
the severity of the breach in security. The sluts from time to
time fail to be punctual either because of laziness or to test
their Mistress, but they seldom remain out of contact for more
then a couple of hours. This slut took three days before she
made contact with her Mistress again. She had taken a boat ride
to one of the outer islands and just forget about her
responsibilities to the "Roissy Society". The slut made a big
mistake and now she was going to pay the price for her
misbehavior. The punishment for the first failure to report
back on time is a severe whipping and sixty days retraining.
The punishment for the second offense of failure to report on
time is a more severe whipping and forced retirement from the
"Roissy Society". The society never allows a third breach of
security by a member. This poor slut was about to receive a
whipping she would not forget for a long time. I was surprised
how eager and excited Crystal was to see the slut punished.
Crystal said it always got her wet to see another slut suffer
under the lash and it made her even hotter when she could share
the experience with a partner especially a man. All the sluts
enjoyed watching the punishment of other sluts. The "Roissy
Society" trained their sluts to enjoy watching other sluts
being put through their paces. Crystal couldn't wait to watch
the slut on stage get really whipped as she was lashed with the
toy pussy whip. I was getting real hot just thinking about it also.
The Valet and Guard milked the dramatics for all it
was worth. They took their time dragging the slut to the
whipping post. When they finally dragged to the post, they
turned her so her back was to the post and her front faced the
dancers. From the whipping post a hook emerged just above the
slut's head. The valet and guard took the chain connecting the
slut's wrist and lifted it until the middle link was placed in
the hook. A spreader bar was connected to the slut's ankles and
then to the whipping post itself forcing the slut to keep her
legs spread wide open. The hook then rose a few inches higher
causing the slut to stand on her tippy toes. I watched in awe
as a wicked looking pain dildo with spikes was shoved up the
slut's cunt by the valet and with an angle brace attached to
the whipping post. Crystal remarked that this slut was going to
feel this whipping inside and outside of her pussy. This slut
was now attached to the whipping post by the chain locked on
her wrists, by her ankles locked into the spreader bar and
lastly by the pain dildo lodged in her cunt. When the slut was
fully secured to the whipping post, the valet ripped the white
sheet from the slut's body. She was naked except for this
strange bra. It looked like two circles of black leather with
the center cut out to let the tits stick through. However the
leather circles had a wide strip of leather that ran around the
circumference of each tit at their base. On top of this leather
strip was a shiny band of metal with a turn key sticking out.
As the valet and guard turned the key, the metal band started
to compress each tit along the circumference of its base. The
effect was to cause each tit to swell out in front and make the
nipples stick out further. The nipples themselves were painted
black for effect. The crowd was very quiet as the valet and the
guard prepared their whips. The whip was a medium length
snakeskin lash. I watched them as they worked a solution into
the body of the whip. Crystal said it was a pungent mustard
solution. That during the course of the lashing this solution
would work into the open skin of the slut and attack the
fragile nerve endings causing increased pain. Crystal said she
hoped the slut really enjoyed those three days because she was
about to regret her actions very much. Crystal was getting
hotter and hotter as I could feel her cunt juices flowing over
my fingers in her pussy. As Crystal stroked my dick, I got the
feeling this was going to be best whipping I ever saw.
The valet and the guard took their respective positions
to the right and left of the slut. The drums started to beat a
steady drum roll like at a military exercise. In a second the
two snakeskin whips were in action. The valet and the guard had
delivered the first lash to the slut's upper tits and the whips
crisscrossed the slut's breasts. The two welts left by the lash
were clear in the spotlight trained on the slut's breasts. I
noticed that the slut was not gagged at all. The crowd went
wild as the slut roared out her first scream. With the first
lash the lights went dark except for the spot light on the slut
attached to the whipping post and these credible strobe lights.
The two drummers and rest of the percussionists in the band
went back to playing the song. With this the room broke out
into a whipping orgy. All around me the dancers were using
their whips in coordination with the punishment of the slut
attached to the whipping post. It was the most incredible sight
I had ever seen. Sixty to seventy people whipping each other in
time with the band and the lashes being inflicted on the slut
attached to the whipping post. In a second, Crystal was on her
hands and knees on the floor sucking my cock and wriggling her
ass. I knew she wanted to feel the pussy whip on her ass and I
swung away. In a minute, I was totally caught up in the scene
happening all around me. The pussy whip was so light that it
took no effort at all to rain down lashes on Crystal vibrating
ass. The harder I whipped Crystal the harder she sucked my
cock. The only sounds coming from Crystal were instructions to
hit harder and faster. I could see why the sluts loved this
whip on their ass. It was totally ineffective except to warm
the skin a little. The same could not be said about the
snakeskin whips being used on the slut attached to the whipping
post. These whips were causing the welts to rupture and bleed.
The slut was beginning to look like a zebra with red stripes.
Although the drums were blasting away, the slut's screams were
still audible. For a good ten minutes the valet and guard
lashed away at the slut's tits, stomach and pubes without
relent. The slut was a bloody mess and finally fainted. I was
at the verge of coming into Crystals mouth when the whipping
stopped. I thought the whipping was over and I was disappointed
and wanted the slut to suffer longer. Crystal stood up and
kissed me passionately. I told that I was upset that the show
had ended so soon because I was on the verge of coming. Crystal
laughed and said the show had just begun as she pushed my head
down on her tits to nibble again on the red sticky stuff on her
nipples. Crystal explained the valet and the guard were only
resoaking their whips in the burning mustard solution and
changing positions. In a minute the slut would be revived and
the whipping would continue. I was elated. I wanted to see the
slut attached to the whipping post suffer some more. I had lost
all compassion for the slut's plight. I only cared about the
sensation in my loins and maximizing my pleasure. The "Roissy
Society" had me totally in its grip and I was its very willing prisoner.
