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.

Chapter 3:

Janie looked annoyed.  She hated it when David would make her look like a slut in front of their victims.  She liked being the one in control of a girl, and she couldn’t stand it when David would show her up just to be the alpha male.  She crossed the room with indignation and glared at him as she got closer.  His face showed no recognition of the glare, which she had come to understand was less of him not knowing, and more of him not caring.

When she got close enough, David moved his hands like Vanna White would if she was turning a letter.  Janie handed the box to David, who held the box above his head.  He grinned like a boy finding the present he had wanted for his birthday, and called to the audience “Drum roll please!”  When the call was meant with silence, he sighed and lowered the box.  “Here in this box lies one hundred piercing needles, never before used, pre-selected rings and studs for the areas that our team has decided should remain pierced, and a handful of needles from my…  private collection.”  He smiled at this, and drew out eight 10 inch needles.  Crystal’s stomach fell as she saw these- she didn’t know how he could use these on her, and he knew that she didn’t want to.

David noticed the look of fear in her eyes, and held them to her mouth.  Mockingly, he said “Kiss them for good luck,” and tapped them against her lips.  Crystal flinched as the steel hit her mouth unexpectedly.  David put the needles back in the case and said “As some of you know, the needles we use on her are going to be auctioned off at the night to the highest bidders.  We all know you want something to remember our little Crystal by, since only one of us can take her home!”

At this, Jack growled and shook his head angrily at David, while Crystal just realized what the implications of this last message had.  “What?!” she blurted out.  She began to flail in her bindings as David snickered and walked around the table.  The crowd seemed clueless and uncaring about the meaning.  They just stared at their catch, waiting for the show to begin.

“Now, Jack, since we should build up the show to a…  Climax…” he snickered again, “let’s start with some of the lesser piercings.  We have a few set up for our precious star’s first wave of metal.”  Jack took the box out of David’s hands, eyes set on Crystal’s face.  Fear washed across Crystal’s face as she watched Jack get closer and closer.”

“Jack, please,” she pleaded with a sob.  Her light complexion had stayed ghost white since she woke up in this basement.  “Please stop, I’m sorry, just don’t put those things in me.”  She scooted herself away, just to be caught by the ropes.  Jack sat on the bench beside her, faced her, and mechanically took out a small piercing needle.  Mockingly, David began to slow clap- as in sports movies, when showing a hero did an amazing task- and was awarded with a few cheers from the background.  Crystal watched the light bounce off the tip of the needle and began to sob again, turning her head away.  David, realizing that her moving head would create problems for Jack, grabbed her head with his hands and forced it to look forward.

Her eyes widened with every inch that the tip of the needle got closer to her face, with a stunned silence.  She closed her eyes as the needle got close again, and her body shook with the sobs.  She tried to brace herself for the same pain that she received when she stepped on nails, or the occasional staple.  She felt a man’s hands on her left ear.  With her eyes closed, her entire mind focused on her ear.  She stopped crying, and went silent.  Her body became rigid with anticipation.  As the tip of the needle hit her ear she screamed and her whole ear began to ache.  She bit her bottom lip and began to sob again.

In the background, David was laughing wholeheartedly.  He looked to the audience and said, “If you like this little girl’s screams now, just wait until we get to the good parts.”

As Jack started to push the needle through her ear, it became more than clear to Crystal that this was real.  Now it was concrete, it had begun.  She started fearing for her life, begging “Stop, please!” hysterically.  She made every attempt to break out of David’s grip.  Jack pushed the cold metal sliver until it was halfway through and left it there.  He removed his hand from the needle, and turned to the box to retrieve another needle.

The crowd was cooing at Crystal’s sobs.  Jack and David knew that they weren’t the sobs of a woman whose ear had just been pierced, but the sobs of a woman being raped.  David looked at the beautiful teen in sadistic lust.  Racked in fear, pale as a ghost, trembling and sobbing, Crystal’s attitude to life at this very point was candy to his eyes.  He knew that eventually, he would have her all to himself, and he couldn’t wait.

Jack on the other hand, was more excited about the money that was sitting in his account right now.  He took another needle, circled it about four centimeters from the ear lob piercing that stood out as a sore nail in her ear, to her cartilage.  Calmly, but quickly, he pushed the needle against her ear again, which ignited a stream of pleading from Crystal again.

Crystal could feel the tiny prick against her cartilage now.  Her eyes strained to look at Jack, and to look at the needle hanging out of her ear lobe, but she could only see Jack’s shoulder how her head was currently held.  As soon as the needle had touched her ear, she had began with the begging again, “Jack, please stop, please, please, I’ll do anything, just please stop.”

David laughed softly at the word, as they were so meaningless to him.  He loved to watch a girl’s mouth as it pleaded.  The power that was behind her jaws as she repeated the calls for mercy.  He loved watching her sobs cut words off as she was saying them.  But most of all, he loved the look of a girl’s mouth as her pleas were betrayed.  The moan of pain and hopelessness, and the long sobs that followed.

Jack began, once again to push the needle through.  Crystal’s mouth opened and let out her sounds of pain, followed by a long sob.  David smiled.  It always worked the same way, like watching a painter paint a picture, or a master carpenter build a beautiful mansion.  He was the conductor, helping these novice musicians make the sounds with their instrument that would have the audience sit on the edge of their seats.  He longed to be one of the musicians himself.

Jack followed the second needle with a third, and a fourth.  In the end, there was another cartilage, and then two helix piercings, all with the little needles sticking out of her ear.  Jack took another needle from the box, and rested the tip against her inner ear cartilage.  Jack had begun to ignore Crystal’s protests, and proceeded with the conch piercing.  He pushed the needle through easily, and left the needle in.  This one provided some trouble for Crystal, because with the needle left in, the tip was left to scratch the skin behind her ear too.

Her entire ear area ached and hurt.  The crowd watched eagerly at Crystal, who had stopped sobbing as much.  They had become less frenzied, and even the escorts had sat down- mostly naked- and started to watch the process.  Crystal was becoming less afraid after each and every needle, or at least she decided that her fate was inevitable.  David was afraid that this might happen with the minor piercings.  He had never really dealt with minor piercing; he always was in it for the fun piercings.  Looking at the crowd, he considered what he could do to Crystal’s form that might entice them.  As Jack moved his hand to pierce her tragus, David put his hand in front of her ear.  Jack looked at him, confused, and David whispered playfully “Why don’t you start with the other one.” 

Jack looked puzzled, and then angry.  “Because for each piercing we do, we can auction it off,” he hissed.

            This made David puzzled, “It’s not like it matters, the major part is already in your pocket, isn’t it?”  David’s hand thumb reached to one of the cartilage piercings, and pushed the needle into her skin.  Crystal yelped, and then cussed.  David grinned, still facing Jack, and pushed it so it started to go into the skin.  She began to twist and turn her head, only to brush her ear against the table and tug some of the needles, which caused her to shriek and begin to tear up.  She sniffled, and moved her head so that the ear was as far away from the table.  This caused her colorful hair to brush the needles, and made her uncomfortable.  She bit her bottom lip, as a tear fell down her youthful face.  The crowd made sounds of pleasure, and it became rather apparent that the escorts were no longer busy watching the star have her ears pierced.  David kept staring at Jack, grinning, as if her reaction was planned.  “You don’t want to keep our friends waiting, do you?”

            Janie stared in awe of David.  He was always the ringleader, with his calculated moves touching the audience and the performers with ease.  All behind his dramatic façade, she had learned to see his anxious ulterior motives.  Shaking her head, she knew that she’d be coming soon.  He always loved to see cold steel pass through the delicate folds of a young beauty.

Chapter 4:

            She looked like she was to be a human sacrifice.  Crystal’s body was tied so that her arms and legs were pulled apart, so that she could not protect herself from an executor.  Of course, this was not so different from the current situation, besides that she was going to live through the ordeal- at least supposedly- and that the only deity figure that she would be sacrificed to is the sadistic lust that permeated throughout the room.

            Crystal paid no attention to Jack’s new ear piercings, which went through her other ear.  No, she focused all her mind on David’s toying on her old ones.  His thumb pressed on one of the piercings, constantly pushing it into the skin behind her ear.  With his other fingers, he’d flick the other needles.  She had been sobbing since David took control, and with every flick of a needle, she’d yelp.

            When Jack was done, David took the box of needles, and handed it to Janie.  She shook her head, and took the needles as her own.  David pulled Crystal’s head up by her new piercings, and held her where she could watch Janie’s work.  The crowd watched as a new level of panic showed on the punk princess’ face.  Held to watch her own body pierced by needles, she felt sick, and scared.  She didn’t know what to do.

            Janie knew that David wanted her to put on a show, and with the box, she smiled to the audience.  She took the first needle, and licked it with a hint of seduction.  The crowd cooed and Crystal gasped.  Janie coolly walked over, with a very feminine walk, to the captive, who was once again crying.  David no longer played with the piercings in her ear, but simply watched in glee with the whole event.  He watched Crystal’s face as it focused on the new tormenter and the needle she had.

            Janie made sure to put on a “David Quality” show, and smiled seductively at Crystal.  Once she was able to sit, she sat on the edge, and pivoted towards Crystal.  With her available hand, she placed her palm over Crystal’s crotch- which sent Crystal squirming- and with two of her fingers “walked” her hand to Crystal’s chest.

            Each step Janie’s fingers made sent a shiver down Crystal’s back.  She couldn’t have felt worse if two nails had decided to make their way across her stomach, and when they reached her cleavage, Crystal whispered a plead.  “Miss, please, don’t.  Help me out, please, I don’t want to have needles in me anymore.”

            Janie glared at her, angry at the situation, angry at how cowardly this girl was being.  Janie knew that this night had just begun, and was almost looking forward to showing her real pain.  With her left hand, she toyed with Crystal’s blue hair, and made a made a “shhh” noise, like a parent would make to a child when they were crying about scraping their knee.  Crystal bit her lip, and a tear crossed her cheek.  With the right hand, she took the needle, and held it just beyond her areole, with the tip pointing to Crystal’s feet.  As Crystal closed her eyes and looked away, Janie quickly moved her left hand from Crystal’s head, and jammed her middle and ring finger into Crystal’s dry cunt with a sadistic smile on her face.

            Crystal’s eyes immediately widened, and she let out a scream.  David made a golf clap, and Janie waited for Crystal to calm down.  “Are you done?  Are you done, bitch?  Shut your fucking trap.  As Crystal made a silenced sob, Janie slowly pushed the needle in, pressing the base down into her breast.  Her eyes widened again, and her scream exploded out.  Janie continued to press until the needle was completely through- the tiny tip just hanging out, with a drip of blood dropping from it.  Crystal continued to scream hysterically, as Janie took out another needle.  As she moved it to cross the first needle, in the shape of a plus, she watched Crystal’s face and fucked her with her fingers.  When Crystal continued to loudly sob for another minute, Janie took her right hand out from Crystal’s crotch and grappled her neck.  She pushed her weight onto Crystal’s throat until her scream was just a choke for breath.  Then, she pushed the needle through her breast, repeating the press of the base of the needle into her tender breast flesh.

            The crowd loved the screaming choke sounds this produced.  Since the sound was barely audible due to the force Janie had placed on Crystal’s neck, and the sounds of lust were so loud, it was very difficult to hear anything from the back row.  Crystal’s sobs of desperation had become the sounds of a fight for breath.  As the needle went through her breast flesh, Crystal held her breath, and made very quick choke-sobs.  Janie released a bit of her strength so that Crystal had some time to breathe.  But as air flowed through her lungs clearly again, it sent a rush of sensation through her entire body.  All the holes across her body became new alters to pain.  Since it wasn’t the overt type of pain, she didn’t make a single sound- but from the way that Crystal’s eyes looked, Janie knew she had performed what she wished correctly.

            Janie pulled another needle from the box.  Before Crystal had a time to recover her breath, the needle mirrored the first needle from the other breast.  Janie’s speed and ruthlessness caught Crystal so off guard that she didn’t have enough time to do anything but widen her eyes.  Janie inserted the fingers from her left hand and began to pump once again.  She rarely did anything to a girl when she was this dry, but she knew how much David loved to play with girls that were either dry because of pain or fear, or simply because they hated what was happening to them.  As soon as she finished the needle, she repeated the process once more to make the “Plus” shape in both breasts.  As Janie continued to hump Crystal with her hand, she licked off the blood made by the needles.

            Crystal felt defeated.  She limply laid in her bonds as Janie’s hands played with her dry cunt.  The crossing needles turned her small breasts into a house of pain.  She couldn’t think anything but for the length of each needle and the pathway it made through her body.  She looked at her breasts, and saw the beginnings and the ends of the foreign invaders shining of the dim basement lights.  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw another shining metal piece coming toward her.  She turned her head from looking at her own breasts, and looked at Janie’s approaching right hand and saw a fishhook- one that she pulled from the hem of her skirt, apparently, coming toward her right nipple.  She weakly moved in her bonds before moaning sadly and laying still.

            Janie continued to finger Crystal’s sex as she brought the fishhook down.  She didn’t need to guide her hand, and just simply brought the point of the hook to Crystal’s nipple, and hooked it through.  This brought a short sob, and then a sniffle.  Crystal was gritting her teeth, and accepting damage.  Janie loved to see this girl in defeat.  She twisted the hook softly, and pulled.  Then tears poured from Crystal’s eyes again.  The pain brought out the best in this girl.

            David loved the fishhook- why hadn’t he thought of that before?  It looked stunning poking up from the little star’s breast.  He admired the reaction it had on the audience- he could see that this would make Jack happy- those little fishhooks would be the best souvenir that this event could sell- a needle might remind them of the piercing, but the fishhook will remind them of the screams, the sobs, the pleads.  Of the little blue-haired victim who stayed bound in captivity for their lust.  As Janie fishhooked the other nipple, David made his way over to Rick, who had been allowed to play with one of the investor’s guests.  It was a younger girl, probably around Janie’s age, with dark blonde hair, who was shaved from the neck down.  She was currently bent over Rick’s cock, and taken doggy-style by her investor.  Unlike Ms. Debra, who seemed to enjoy the whole event, this girl had her arms bound behind her back, and held down by her ass, and was crying.  David tapped on Rick’s shoulder.

            Rick looked up from the captive girl’s bobbing head.  “What’s up, Boss?”

            David looked annoyed, “I’m paying you to come up with ideas for our little baby, and you’re playing around in the audience.”

            Rick looked dumbfounded.  “But Boss, this guy came to me.  And he says ‘You, wanna fuck this whore with me now, and we can really fuck her up later?’  And I says ‘I’d be a bad host if I didn’t.’”  When Rick said “really fuck her up later,” she choked on his dick, and began to sob.  However, she didn’t stop.  She knew better than to stop.

            David sighed.  He admitted to himself that given the opportunity, he’d love to see some fun later on too.  The little punk he had caught had been building him up with every step of decay to her hope.  The fishhooks shined with his sexual desire, and the desire he had to do some damage.  The tears, the ruined make-up, the sobs all added to him.  “Well, I would be disappointed if you didn’t help our guests achieve the highest quality material for their money...  But do you have any ideas for our tender little stage morsel?”

            Rick smiled a toothy smile.  “Why don’t you zap those pins in her chest?  Give her something to sob about.  David grinned, and went to get something from upstairs.

            Janie had, with the hooking of the other nipple, some time to play with her catch.  In Crystal’s ear, she whispered, “you better play along, or this will have felt orgasmic in comparison.”  As Janie said that, she thought about how much fun she’d have if this were done to her instead.  She wouldn’t have been playing, with the phrase “orgasmic”.  She took her left hand from Crystal’s crotch and laid on top of her- putting some painful pressure on Crystal’s newly pierced breasts.  They looked eye to eye, silently, like predator looking at prey.  Janie gave Crystal a mouthy kiss, and dug her tongue into Crystal’s mouth.  Crystal accepted it and ground her pelvis into her captor’s cootch- grinding her as a lover.  Janie couldn’t help but smile in surprise, and as her tongue played in the punk princess’s mouth, she returned the gesture erotically.

            David reached the bottom of the stairs with a car battery and some cords.  As he watched the performance progress, he noted the appeal from the audience- everybody liked hot lesbian scenes.  He left the battery at the foot of the stairs and went upstairs to fetch something else.

            Janie closed her eyes and imagined herself dry-humping a lover from childhood.  Crystal, on the other hand couldn’t keep her eyes closed, even to play the part.  She was too scared about what would happen if she messed up.  She made sure that her body put on the best lesbian performance of her life, gently nipping and Janie’s neck, and sucking in spots that she knew would make her feel good.

            Janie was so focused on how good everything felt, with the imagery playing vividly in her mind, that she didn’t notice David come up.  Crystal paused, to receive commands from David, and try to save herself from further attacks, but noticed that he focused on Janie instead.  “Strip, and make this toy your lover.  You don’t want your remaining family to have another accident, do you?”  Janie’s eyes open widely, and looked at David with a glare.

            “You’re threatening me?  How dare you?” she hissed.  David simply smiled and whispered “Keep your voice down, you wouldn’t want our investors to become upset with us, would you?”

            Janie growled, and laid her full body weight on Crystal.  Crystal bit her lip to keep herself from screaming from the weight put onto her chest by Janie laying down.  Quickly she disrobed her miniskirt, her black T-shirt, and her bra.  Crystal noticed that even though she wore a miniskirt, she wasn’t wearing so much as a thong.  Janie grabbed an item that she saw David leave on the table, and snarled to Crystal, “you better start getting into this, or it’s going to hurt for a long time.”  As she raised the item up, Crystal noticed that David had the decency to leave the two a double-sided dildo.  She could only think to herself “how quaint”.

Chapter 5:

            The crowd was instantly mesmerized by the new development.  It was silent for only a short second before the coos of some of the escorts came out.  Janie looked Crystal in the eyes, and saw a sign of relief.  She could almost here the little girl say “This is not so bad”.  It pissed her off that David was using her like this- she could have grabbed any one of the sluts down in the audience.  None of the men there would have even given a second guess if they got to see their guest go and be on stage with their victim.  Hell, Jack could have auctioned this off and lined his pockets even further.  It was obvious that these old farts had enough money to make it worth their while.

            Janie reached her right hand to hold Crystal’s, and made her face look like she was sad at the predicament that the blue-haired whelp had been placed into.  “My poor little girl”, she said for the crowd.  Crystal’s eyes closed and she began playing the part of the maiden in distress- not that it was a hard feat to accomplish.  With her left hand, Janie retrieved the dildo that David had left them.  Holding herself up by pushing with her legs and with her right hand, she slowly inserted one side of the sex-toy into her captive’s snatch.  As it slowly slipped in, Crystal’s mouth opened slightly, just to show her top-front four teeth.  The dildo had obviously been meant for people who had used toys like it before, as several inches protruded from Crystal’s tight hole, even with the meager lubrication that Crystal was providing.  Softly, Janie nibbled her neck, and as she placed the toy in herself, the force gave enough momentum to produce a soft pleasurable sigh from Crystal.  This was humiliating- she was one of the torturers, not one of the victims.

            By focusing her attention on the feeling of a cock- albeit a fake one- entering her pussy, Crystal was able to able to free her mind from all the pain in her ears and breasts.  This deliberate focus only forced the sensation of the dildo to new heights- feeling stronger, and better than when she played with a dildo herself at home alone.  This became extremely fun, and inside she played with the thoughts of Janie as her lesbian lover.  Her mind focused on thoughts that were devoid of pain- she wasn’t being tortured, she took some workshop from some pervert group, and she was learning what it would be like to be a submissive lesbian, in order to bring this back to her friends.  She thought of herself with the new piercings- no wait, that thought brought pain, no piercings- walking into her apartment, and greeted by her friends and Jack- no Jack was the one who set her up, Jack wasn’t there- in her schoolgirl skirt and tight blouse.  In her dreamlike state, she imagined herself with larger breasts, with a tighter blouse, so that her size was ripping open the upper buttons.  The men there looked at her as a sexual being, and the women there were going to help her in getting the men-folk to beg for relief.  One of her female friends took her hands and held them above her head.

            As Janie’s tongue wet Crystal’s neck, Crystal imagined her female friend being the culprit instead.  The dildo would have been one of the guys’ joke gifts over the time they had known each other.  They didn’t expect Crystal to actually use it for them.  The girl had taken Crystal to the couch, laid her down, forced her legs apart- no, four guys took each limb and pulled it away from her.  She let them do this, because after all, she was playing with them, not the other way around.  The girls played with the dildo, and inserted in herself, then into Crystal.  She didn’t even think about having the clothes off, they just were, and she was staring into the girl’s lusty eyes, as she fucked her friend with a dildo for show.

            Janie noticed that Crystal was getting into it.  She playfully nipped and kissed Janie’s neck, giving her a hickie that would rev David up for weeks, and had a notably wetter cooch than Janie had herself.  She could no longer imagine herself as the invader, with the intensity that Crystal played her role.  She felt Crystal sucking the pleasure from the room- although in reality Janie was pushing the sounds of lovemaking from the audience away from her ears.  Crystal, that dumb slut, was enjoying this.

            The slap pulled Crystal from her dream world.  The pounding from the dildo was empowered by this, as Janie took control of the situation with the palm of her hand.  No, this slut couldn’t enjoy this.  Janie was the torturer.  Janie would be the one who would take pleasure from her.  “Come on bitch,” she whispered in Crystal’s notably heavier ear, “keep it up, since you want to make such a show out of this.”

            If focusing on the dildo brought Crystal away from the pain, and into the pleasure, the heat on her cheek from the slap had recreated the pain from each of the piercings over again.  The little punk princess was crying again, but she didn’t even stutter with her loving nips and licks.  The tears fell down hard as Crystal could no longer even imagine her world of control, giving into, once again, the world that the piercing party made for her.  She focused, again on the dildo.  But instead of imagining her friend, she watched reality unfold.  She watched each thrust Janie made, and cry.  When Janie would slap her, she would cry out.  When Janie latched onto the plus-sign needles in her breasts, she screamed.  But she did all so with her eyes open, watching not just her little punk pussy being ravaged, but her skin, her nerves.  These people were not just raping her cunt, but her entire body.  And Crystal’s lips and tongue still nibbled and kissed.

            Janie felt the effects too.  The raping gave her power.  The power she got made her sexual.  Her sexuality made her body blush and soon- as her clit rubbed against the shaft of the double-sided dildo, and pounded into her victim’s pussy mound, her lust for the hunt exploded in orgasm.  Her fingers grasped the blue-haired girl’s shoulders, and she held her body up.  Her hips thrust over and over again into the captive girl as she raped the innocence from her, as she fucked the beauty.  As Janie’s pussy grasped onto her end of the dildo, and drove it past the reaches of her orgasm, the feeling of power overwhelmed her again.  She laid on final thrust into Crystal, and looked lustily at David and the battery, as licked her lips.  Janie’s arms laid her down onto Crystal’s body again, and her hands found their way back to the box of needles.

            David took this as a chance to bring his toy over to his show.  Janie simply released the dildo from her cunt lips, and lifted her pelvis from the tortured girl, so that the dildo stayed inside her punk lover.  David’s eyes lighted up even brighter.  From the alternative lesbian show to the ability to shock this girl as a fiend.  His day kept getting better and better.  Janie crawled down Crystal to grasp the dildo in her mouth and spit it to the floor.  Then, she licked and teethed Crystal’s private area, and fingered out a needle, which she held above her head for Crystal and the audience to see.

            Crystal couldn’t tell what to keep focus on:  the needle, and where it was headed, or the battery and the man who carried it.  She could feel the sweat of fear raise off her head as she the twin snakes at work on her.  Her arms and legs were useless, she was an injured and paralyzed prey for them to come and eat.  Janie’s lips teased Crystal’s inner folds, gently teasing her clit with a soft suckle here and there.

            David set the battery, with wires, next to Crystal’s chest.  He took the miniature alligator clips, that were attached to the wires, and opened and closed them each a few times.  As the little metal clips came closer to the needles previously placed, Crystal’s eyes got bigger.  With just a touch on both ends of the needle, Crystal’s breast-flesh was on fire.  Her body lurched forward, which rewarded her with a sharp bite from Janie to her thigh after she had a moment to relax.  She didn’t even remember the scream that came from the pain.  It was tremendous, and that was only after a touch.  David waited a second, as the needle in Janie’s hand descended.  Crystal was too preoccupied to notice.

            Janie felt herself heat up again as the needle neared Crystal’s pussy.  She grinded herself into the corner of the table, which due to her nakedness, gave her full contact with the table.  The corner split her two lips and she made very dramatic grinds to the table.  She saw a glint in David’s eye that showed her that the gesture was approved of.  As the tip of the needle teased Crystal’s delicate skin, Janie found the corner of the table to become slick with her own pussy-honey.  Her fire was burning, and she was enjoying every second of this.  She always found herself as a sadist when she was being watched by hungry eyes.  The needle pierced the little lip.

            Crystal’s attention jumped from her tit to her pussy.  Her head raised as the needle pushed through her little protective nether lip, and she howled out in agony.  Janie ground her clit into the hard table side as the sound of pain and despair rippled through the room.  The sound was immediately absorbed by the anxious crowd.  Jack took this opportunity to meet with Rick in the crowd.

            The only thought on Jack’s mind was how to maximize his investor’s enjoyment of the presentation, and had serious consideration on doing this again.  He counted up the money he guessed the investors would bid for the needles on in his head.  When Jack met with Rick, he met the investor whose pet companion now was on her back awkwardly, laying on her handcuffed arms, which were being bent painfully due to the weight placed on them.  She had her own set of needles that entered her legs from her knee all the way down to her crotch.  He investor was fucking her hard with his middle and pointer finger, and every so often, shoved the fingers into her mouth for her to clean them off.  She was silent as tears poured from her youthful eyes.  Jack barely noticed her, with his thoughts in numbers as opposed to the here and now.

            Rick was watching over the two, as well as over the show.  He smiled when Jack came to him.  “Hello, ya enjoying the show Jack?”

            “Yeah, my pocket feels heavier already.  What do you think we should do to help the show?”

            Rick paused, and watched over the girl who he was going to get to “play around” with later.  After a short silence between Rick and Jack, Rick opened his mouth.  Then he paused again, looking dumbfounded, looked at Jack and said “Why don’t you pierce that little tongue of hers.  I mean, ‘m sure that da crowd is tired of all her pleading already, why don’t you give her another sound ta make.”  Then Rick shifted to look at the Star in action once again.  “And why doncha get someone to fuck my sis over there?  She looks like she’s ready for some action.”  Then Rick made his way behind the investor, who had stuffed his cunt-drenched fingers into his partner mid-sob.

            Jack smiled, and walked over by David, who zapped Crystal’s other breast on the needles that went through her aureole.  Her body was thrown up in her bindings, and she screamed. 

Chapter 6:

            Without any hesitation, Jack smoothly walked between Janie’s legs and landed his hand on her pubic mound.  His middle finger reached slowly up to the little clitty she had been grinding against the wooden table.  David saw the shocked look on her face, which turned to anger, and as soon as he saw her lips curl in fury and disgust he tilted his head down at her so that the basement lighting cast shadows over his eyes, then smiled a toothy grin.  Between his teeth, he whispered “don’t make a fool out of yourself, dearie.”  Janie audibly gritted her teeth, as Jack’s greedy fingers massaged her little nub.  Without a word, Jack reached over to grab a needle from David’s box.

            Rick wanted his poor sister to get some sex?  Fine, but it was going to cost her.  The needle quickly made it’s through her two pussy lips.  Her eyes bulged and she dropped her needle.  Quickly, Jack picked it up from her hands, and he used it to put another piercing below it.  She began to pick herself up, but David began to frown at her.  She laid there with a stunned reaction on her face.  What could she do?  Instinct told her to kick the invader and fight to get away.  But she knew that no matter how she ran, David would follow.  And he only got more creative when they ran.  So, after a long pause, she simply reached her hand into the box, and grabbed a new needle.

            Jack left for a moment, to go rummage through some things in his basement.  When he came back, he had two corks.  He plunged Janie’s new accessories into the corks, one each.  With this, he pushed the two lips together, and closed off her clit from having any contact area with the outside world.  He pushed Janie’s legs far apart and turned to the crowd.  “How much are would our investors pay for being able to be part of the action?”

            There was a pause.  Although David saw Jack’s undying entrepreneurship, most people had thought that the most of his part was done with already.  Someone in the back yelled, “I’ll pay 10,000!”

            The number didn’t even register with Jack, until someone cried out “I’ll give 20,000!”

            A third person doubled it, and a fourth doubled that.  When a fifth person cried out something, he expected to hear something in the range of 120,000.  But instead he said “I’ll put in…  This bitch slut of mine.”

            All eyes focused on the fifth man, who held the arm of a pale girl- a short girl with dyed black hair, with her bangs dyed fire-truck red.  She looked very scared, and tears fell down her cheeks.  This made her make-up smear, and trace the lines of her tears.  Her arms were tightly bound with some sort of cord, behind her back.

            Jack didn’t know what to say, and for that matter, neither did the rest of the crowd.  Did they just offer a human life for a cheap thrill?  Jack was starting to debate the ethics- then started to decline the offer when he figured that human lives don’t pay the bills- and are hard to hide from patrons or the cops, or to any number of factors which would surely destroy his future.

            David whispered, “I’ll give you triple the highest bid, for that fine piece of fuck-meat.”  Jack would have spoken against him (as he was the only one in the room who apparently wasn’t afraid of his changing emotions), but then realized what 3 X 80,000 added up to.  This was insane…  But as always, the money padded down the moral constraint.  “Sold, to the man in the right-center.  For the girl.”  The voice felt hollow, even with all the money, he knew he just did wrong.

The man and the girl walked up, whatever the man was saying was making the girl sob. Members from the crowd patted him on the back in congratulations- both for winning, and the devotion to the prize- the price it cost him, it soon became apparent, was a home-grown slave girl.  Jack remembered David explaining this to him, with slight annoyance- some of these men had living human beings, and owned them as objects.  Some of the more attractive slaves were traded between the men.  David compared it to getting into fine wine- it was something only the richest of the men he knew could afford.  The two made their way up. David quickly shocked the needles in his captive, which made her jump and scream, and then put the wires down and herded the girl towards him.  As the two got closer to Jack, he noticed that what the previous owner had been saying were disturbing things that David would do to her.  Jack felt sick to his stomach, and wondered if he was just trying to scare her for his twisted kicks, or if David was really the sociopath that the guy made him out to be.  Janie laid prone, her face contorting at silent anger for both Jack and David.  The man’s hand glanced over her leg, and she made a low growling noise.

The winner grabbed her by the ankle, and dragged her towards him.  Her breasts were pulled across the grainy wooden table.  He took her other ankle in his hand and thrust his penis toward her pelvis.  The scene was paused so that the elderly investor could place himself in his prize correctly.  Unceremoniously, he uttered “What the fuck are you sitting around for?  Pierce the fucking kid.  I didn’t pay away a beauty like that to make your woman dreams come true.”  He rammed her with his cock.  “I’m not your fucking knight in shining armor.”  Janie hardly looked defeated, but she almost looked ashamed.  As the man rode her, she gained nothing out of it.  Her clit was carefully protected by the layer of nailed-shut cunt.  The needles stung, and the man was certainly not going out of his way to make this a magic moment.  Without a single sound Janie reached for the box of needles, retrieved one, and put it to Crystal’s nether lips.  All she could think about was the needles that closed her cunt.  So she shoved the needled into both of Crystal’s pussy lips.

Crystal made a quick shriek before Janie took another needle and shoved it through.  An inopportune thrust by the man in Janie caused the needle to slip, and bury itself right next to Crystal’s clit.  Crystal shrieked hard out of shock, hard out of pain.  Because of the thought of the needle hitting her clit, she felt most of the blood in her body rush to her head- only to rush back into her body, and make everything hurt a whole lot.  Janie, on the other hand, thought nothing of it, pulled the needle out, and shoved it back on course.  Crystal’s sobs and pleads broke the sound of the ecstasy and hit the investors’ ears.  Jack grabbed a needle from the box, and as Crystal’s tongue hung out, screaming the pain and agony that this night cost her, Jack swiftly drove the needle through it.  It was a  larger needle, and the way it was positioned, it would be impossible for Crystal to return the tongue into her mouth.  Her eyes bulged, as did Janie’s, when she looked up from over her captive’s pubic mound.  Crystal instinctively tried to curl up, but as the only part of her body that was left unbound was her head, it was the only part of her that curled in.

David placed his arm behind her head so that she didn’t crack it against the table on its way down.  It wasn’t a nice motive that David had, but he figured that with all this pain and stress, if she hit her head just a bit too hard, she might be able to drive herself unconscious.  And that was the last thing David wanted with this novice torture room, lacking in any ways to retrieve her besides a small sink in the back bathroom.

Crystal’s pleads ceased, and her sobs became animalistic.  As Crystal’s head laid precariously on David’s arm, Jack took the initiative to drive another needle in her tongue, on the other side.  The needles were rather long, and when he put the last one, straight through the middle her tongue, it reached from the crook of her chin to the tip of her nose.

Only David was close enough to hear Crystal drinking the blood from her tongue holes.  It drove his lust wild to hear something as perverted as that.  This young specimen was the most enticing creature he had seen in a long while, and as her torture progressed, his attraction to her did as well.  But this took the cake- having her drink her own blood was too hot for him to be able to stand without blinking.  He shivered, and the feeling crossed his entire body.  He left his hand behind her head to feel the subtle changes she made as she was dealt pain, and when she swallowed.

Janie had her own mission.  Where Jack stopped on her cunt, Janie had only begun on Crystal’s.  With a quickness, Janie placed another needle between the two that were already there.  Then, with the same space as between neighboring needles, she put another below the lowest one.  With the next needle, she felt the elderly man inside her begin to shudder, and stopped to let him cum inside her.  Then, she pierced again.  And again, until she had no more room to go without lifting her up, and piercing her ass closed.

With every piercing, Crystal felt the tip, held her breath, and felt the needle pass through one, then another piece of delicate skin.  She screamed, and sobbed, but with each passing of air, she would gag on her blood.  The gagging really made David suffer.  His shivering made his lust grow, and the fire in his loins was so heated that his fingers started to feel cold.