15. Afternoon at the bondage barbecue
(Rabbit Island by Aurelius, c. 2002)
This chapter takes place concurrently with the previous one in which Jessica is
being prepared.
***
It was just as well that Jessica could not see what was happening to the other
bunnies while she was being pampered, or she might have felt rather guilty.
When the bunnies were off-loaded from the trailers they were dumped, still
hog-tied with the leather cord, onto the immaculate lawn. In due course the
handlers would get them cleaned up and mete out their prescribed punishments.
Fortunately their gags had been removed and they had been given water to drink
while they waited.
The bespectacled young man with the clipboard was back again and having collated
all the results, and was threading his way through the randomly scattered
bunnies marking each with a number that indicated her final position in the
hunting game. Kate could distinctly feel a 7 being written on her right buttock
with a marker pen. Seventh out of twenty was not too bad but was not good enough
to exempt her from the punishments. She heard her name called out softly.
"psst! Kate, over here!"
To her right hand side was Juliette, still hog-tied like Kate since her time on
the trailer. Kate shifted around awkwardly on her belly until she was nearly
face to face with the lovely French girl.
"What number are you?"
"Eight, I think.", said Juliette.
"I'm seven!"
They had figured out that the lower numbers were better, as the bunnies numbered
16-20 were already hanging upside down in a line, swinging by a rope attached to
their ankles. Their first whippings had already been delivered. Sumi and Maria
were amongst them.
All the bunnies, regardless of their state of bondage, were ungagged at that
stage and talking quietly among themselves appeared to be tolerated by the
handlers. The quiet chatter of the hog-tied bunnies combined with the happy
workmanlike banter of their handlers created a surreal spectacle.
The worst torture for Kate at the moment was the smell from the barbecue grill.
A sausage in a roll (i.e. a hotdog but with real meat!) was being served as a
snack to all the handlers while they stopped for a cold beer. Kate was
carnivorous by nature and craved the taste of meat after so long on the bunnies'
vegetarian diet. She decided to attract someone's attention and thought she was
in luck. Ray had just collected his hotdog on a paper plate from the barbecue
and was walking over to see her.
He stood over her close enough for her to lick his shoe had she wanted to. For a
bite of meat she decided she was willing to lick clean the soles of both his
shoes. Ray thought the blonde cutie at his feet looked as adorable as ever
despite the dirt on her face.
"Hello number seven, having fun down there?", Ray enquired with a wicked grin.
"Do I look like I'm having fun trussed up like this?", Kate replied, while
getting rather annoyed with her lowly predicament.
"Well, I thought bunnies were supposed to enjoy a nice tight hog-tie. Maybe
you're not wriggling enough!"
Placing his hotdog and beer on the grass just a few inches away from her nose,
he bent down and tickled both sides of her ribs. Kate squirmed and screamed like
a crazy thing, trying hopelessly to evade his agile fingers. Five minutes of
that could drive a hog-tied female mad.
"There you go... you're having fun now aren't you?"
He didn't notice that Kate's wriggling had put her mouth in biting distance of
his hotdog. Unfortunately Ray spotted her intention, and rescued his snack from
her jaws at the very last moment.
This left her with no alternative but to beg. "Pleeeease give me just a little
bite", she pleaded like a spoilt little girl with an exquisite frown on her
face.
"Bunny kate, it seems that you can't get enough of my sausage these days", he
joked, thinking of their recent oral sessions.
He broke of a small piece of his sausage (the one in the roll of course!) and
bent down to offer it to Kate's eager lips. As she went to bite it he moved it
quickly just out of reach.. He repeated the cruelty a couple more times for the
enjoyment of the audience of other handlers before popping it into his own
mouth.
"Meat is bad for bunny!", he preached, wagging his finger at her, causing
laughter amongst the men watching. The men were all aware that the bunnies were
not allowed to eat meat so had been watching curiously to see what Ray was
actually doing to the hog-tied bunny.
As Ray walked away from Kate to sit and eat with the other guys, nobody noticed
his sleight-of-hand as a piece of sausage fell perfectly in front of Kate's
lips. Kate managed to grab the piece of sausage in her lips without attracting
further attention. Ray was the kindest and cruellest bastard she ever met! She
sucked the juice from the meat, determined to savour all its succulent flavour
before surreptitiously chewing it down.
***
The bunnies in 2nd to 5th place in the hunting game were waiting to be staked
out on the lawn. Among them were Rachel and Hannah. Freed from their hog-ties a
little earlier, and taken for a shower, they were standing around in their usual
handcuffs, collar and chain while men hammered two rows of five iron stakes into
the lawn at six foot intervals.
The four bunnies were fitted with neat blindfolds, manhandled so they were
situated evenly between the stakes, and then bound spread-eagled alongside each
other, with one post being the securing point shared by neighbouring bunnies.
All ropes were pulled as tight as possible, as their delicious female squirming
was not required on this occasion. Once the bunnies were spread-eagled a rope
was run tightly between neighbouring elbows and neighbouring knees. This means
that the bunny feels a pulling on her arms or legs if her neighbour struggles
against the tight ropes.
The four staked-out bunnies had become the arena for the exciting sport of Bunny
Bags. In this game the players have to toss small bean-bags into the areas
between the spread-eagled bunnies. The area roped-off from elbows to knees is
the scoring zone. Nipple clamps are fitted and a rubber ball is inserted into
each bunny's mouth. These items are progressively removed as the game progresses
because they are an integral component of the scoring system.
When throwing the bean-bag, the player has a compelling tactical reason for
landing the bean-bag it onto the torso of a bunny even though these throws do
not score points. The amusing moments where the blindfolded bunny jerks with
shock as the bean-bag lands on her is one of many pleasures that players and
spectators derive from this game. If the bunny tries the 'buck-off' technique to
remove the bean-bag she would not be surprised to find the players attempting to
tighten her ropes still further.
The method of keeping score is probably unique among modern sports. A string of
eight ping-pong ball sized coloured beads is inserted into the vagina of one
bunny for each player. (A special lubricated applicator bag is most helpful for
this). When a player scores points he may pull out that number of beads from his
bunny's vagina. They first player to have the eight beads in his hand wins the
set and can remove a nipple clamp or the gag from his 'score-bunny'.
This game is avidly played by all men on the island, even the nerdy young guy
with the clipboard plays very competitively! The singles final later that
evening will be hotly contested with a trophy and prize money. Meanwhile the
knockout stages take place throughout the afternoon while the other bunnies are
prepared for the main evening show.
Although it may seem cruel, being spread-eagled for 'bunny bag' game is a
relatively harmless yet stimulating way of passing a few hours for bunnies, and
is the least punishing option available to them, hence it being awarded to the
hunting game runners-up.
NOTE: For sports fans, complete rules of Bunny-Bags and equipment can be ordered
online from http://www.internationalbunnybagsfederation.com or email the author.
Log on now to join our campaign to make this an official Olympic sport!
***
Another amusement being prepared was the 'Pok'er Posts(R)'. Three slim posts in
a row separated by around a metre. Three bunnies wearing only high-heeled shoes
have to stand upright with a post rising between their legs. Fitted to the top
of the post was a dildo covered with a strong lubricated condom. The post's
height was adjusted so that the dildo goes fully inside the bunny. The bunnies'
ankles were tied neatly to a securing point near the bottom of the post. Once
that is done then bunny can't escape even with her hands free.because there is
no way she could bend her body down to untie the ankles. Nancy found herself on
one of these posts. She was never much of a glamorous dresser so consequently
found the high heels more of a problem than the dildo rammed up her cunt.
The appeal of the Pok'er Posts was that the bunny could be tied and retied for
the amusement of the guests, whilst remaining securely fixed to the post. Their
situation lent itself to impromptu lessons in rope harnessing. Wrapping them
tightly in miles of rope was a fun way to spend half an hour as well as
educational.
Tying the wrists behind her and fitting a ring-gag in her mouth would render a
bunny ideally positioned for what the British would call a 'serious snog', i.e.
a very deep and passionate kiss while hugging tightly. Thus secured, Nancy must
have looked quite appealing as she had endured several vigorous snogs from the
various handlers. The snogging was not too objectionable, but they tended to
leave her breathless and rather flushed!
The lady guests also seemed to enjoy having the bunnies on the Pok'er posts.
Perhaps it was the way they could stand face to face with the bunnies, kissing
them, caressing and teasing their breasts and then have a little feel grope
below to see how the bunny was responding. If they could bring a posted bunny to
an orgasm it would really make their day!
A fun game which is often played at the Pok'er Posts is the grape and olive
throwing game. It's very easy to play. The bunny's torso should be firmly
trussed in rope, hands behind her back of course. The players stand behind a
line around two metres away and try to toss a grape or olive (pitted) into the
open mouths of the bunnies. If the bunnies are hungry and thirsty, they will do
their utmost to catch what is thrown at them. This creates some delightful
movements as the bunny shifts from side to side in her stringent ropes while
trying to catch the food in her mouth. The throwers should alternate between
olives and grapes to give the bunny a more 'interesting' taste sensation. There
were two guys in wheelchairs, one old, the other very much in his prime, who
were so good at tossing the grapes and olives that they had a competitive game
at four metres distance.
Although not a proper sport like Bunny Bags, the Pok'er Posts provide amusement
for all, regardless of age, gender or disability!
***
With so much lovely female flesh to prepare for the evening event, it would
inevitably lead to a build up of tension in the handlers. Along the beach, in a
shady and secluded area nearby, three bunnies had been placed in their
prescribed positions. Theirs was a vital job. The three bunnies here provided a
quick and effective outlet for uptight workers. It was not unusual to see a
handler with a worried look on his face, hurrying along the beach to find them.
The first bunny was tied spread-eagled between four stakes on the sand nearby.
This was Kelly, the cute blonde teenager from Jessica's cabin.
The second was bent forward over a horizontal post with wrists and ankles cuffed
wide apart at ground level. A choice of two accessible holes awaited her
visitors.
A third bunny was kneeling upright and tied back to a low post. Her mouth was
ring-gagged and ready to receive a shot of high-protein food from any penis
willing to donate.
***
Kate and Juliette's above average performance in the hunting entitled them to
become a 'display', but before that they needed to been cleaned up. Spending a
morning running around a hillside and a hot afternoon battling against their
hog-ties, would not leave anyone smelling particularly nice, however this was
soon to be rectified. Outdoor showers stood nearby and two slim blonde girls in
white bathing suites (two more pussy-girls!) were ready with their scrubbing
brushes. As Kate and Juliette were stood underneath the showers the blondes
cleaned them up with bustling efficiency and even their hair got shampooed,
brushed and dried. Once dried off, the pussy girls then made up the bunnies'
faces with a quick foundation, blush, eye-shadow and liner and a bright red lip
gloss.
Looking and feeling considerably more feminine, the bunnies were made them sit
back to back on a small wooden platform just large enough for their two bums,
their handlers then eased a vibrator into their pussies (which would not be
switched on till later).
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While in this back-to-back position, Kate's arms were brought behind her back to
be tied together in front of Juliette's belly and Juliette's were tied in front
of Kate's belly. Then the expert ropemaster tied their feet to each other and
wove an intricate harness of rope between the torsos two bunnies. To add a
little 'frisson' to their situation, nipple clamps were applied to Kate's tits
and carefully attached to Juliette's tied wrists so that any movement from
Juliette would be transferred to Kate's sensitive nipples. Naturally Juliette
received the reciprocal treatment. A pair of ballgags with head-harnesses were
buckled loosely to dangle from their arms, in readiness for the evening session
when the gags would be fixed on them. Passers-by were soon stopping to admire
the back-to-back blondes trapped in their intricate ropework from the
ropemaster.
***
There were just two more scenarios to prepare for the evening event. The first
involved the five bunnies who had been dangling upside down by their ankles for
the last couple of hours. After a couple of light whippings followed by a
refreshing hose-down with cold water, they were hanging limply, hands cuffed
behind them, resting as best they could in their inverted state.
Late in the afternoon they were released one at a time and secured in a row,
bending forward over a horizontal rail, five ripe bottoms nicely displayed and
ready for the evening's Precision Caning competition!
***
Three other bunnies were prepared into wooden stocks so that they had to stand
slightly bent forward. Their heads and hands poked through holes in the wood in
the traditional manner. The chin of each bunny was supported by a wooden
triangular wedge so that her head faced forward to the audience instead of
downwards - it was vital in this game that the audience had a clear view of the
bunnies' faces. A curtain was fixed beneath each set of stocks so that the
audience could only see the bunnies faces and hands. The game of 'Touch and
Tell' was a very popular audience participation game and would be a highlight of
the evening. This is the game where the audience have to guess what is being
done to the body of the bunny in stocks based on her facial expressions and the
noises she makes.
With all this and the 'mud-hog' racing as well, it was shaping up to be a
wonderful evening.
End of Chapter 15
to be continued.... evening at the bondage barbecue...Jessica gets
horseshoe'd...the ponygirl trials
22nd July 2002 - Author's note
This story is still being written. Please let me know if you enjoyed it or not
by rating and reviewing it at BDSMLibrary.
If you have any specific ideas or comments, feel free to send me an email.
Aurelius
