Club X
by Fire-Bird (Inspired by Dolcett)
Chapter 04 "Club X."
Robin sat quietly in the car running her finger between her neck and collar
as Jim drove to the Club-house. He talked about Club X and it's history.
Robin was fascinated. Club X had been around for nearly four hundred years.
They drove over another bump and Robin heard a thud in the car's boot.
She wondered if Nancy was alright. It was normal for slaves to be
transported in the boot of the car.
After a few turns along country roads they finally arrived at the club.
To Robin it looked like a Biker's pub. Jim drove the car around the side
of the building. The building itself was at the top of a valley. She couldn't
see into the valley as the thick trees and hedges made it very private.
Jim turned off the car engine and they both got out.
Robin saw other men and slaves going into the building's side entrance.
Some of the slaves were dressed, others naked. Some walked while others
scrambled along on all fours on the rough stones and gravel. Presumably
from their master's orders.
Jim helped a naked Nancy out of the boot and she rubbed some of her aches.
Then the trio walked into the entrance. A large tattooed man who was
obviously a bouncer stopped them. Jim gave him a code-word and was allowed
to enter. Robin could feel the leering eyes of the bouncer on her back as
they entered.
The first thing Robin noticed was the moaning. No screaming occurred. One
of the rules of torturing a slave was to make sure they were gagged so the
noise wouldn't upset other patrons. The other thing she noticed was the
smell of sweat. Bright lights lit up the room well presumably to help the
masters see the anguish on their slave's face.
Immediately she noticed that all the girls were naked. She asked Jim if she
too should be naked and he shook his head. It was okay for girls to be
clothed. Robin turned her head in the direction of a squeal. In a corner by
the bar a girl was the target for a game of darts. Her breasts and pussy
had bulleyes painted on them with scores. Another dart embedded into her
breast as Robin watched on.
Her eyes moved over to a slave in a very cramped cage. So small was the cage
that the girl had no option but to sit with her ass flat on the bottom. She
had hardly any room to move her head as it was hunched down. Robin was
startled by a flash and watched intently as fingers of flames roared up from
a gas grill below the cage. This sent a huge amount of heat into the cage.
The flames licked and scorched the slave in the cage. She screamed into her
gag and despite her hands being free she didn't remove the gag. Again the
flames roared into life and brushed over the slave's body with a shorter
burst. Robin guessed the grill was set to random intervals and intensities.
Robin looked over to the bar. A number of men were seated and enjoying a
drink. The bartender was busy fucking a slave with a large bottle of wine.
He was also singing her nipples with a lit cigar. Another man which Robin
considered to be the master held the girl's arms down.
Beside then knelt a girl who was tied to a stool. She was blind-folded
and bound. Next to her was a "For sale" sign detailing her measurements and
price. Robin's eye grew wide when she read the rest of the sign which said
the girl could be sold for parts.
Jim suggested a drink and Robin certainly agreed. The trio went over to
the bar. Jim sat down as did Robin while Nancy knelt on the floor beside
Jim. The bartender came over and frowned at Robin. He looked at Jim to
query if she should be seated or not. Jim nodded his head and ordered a
couple of drinks. Robin looked over her shoulder.
Two men were laughing as a woman was dragging her pussy along a wooden
beam which sharp nails sticking upwards. The beam could be raised or
lowered to suit the girl's height. One of the men kept telling her to
come to him. She moaned into her gag as she tip-toed along the floor
with the nails tearing into her tender flesh. Trickles of blood were
running down her inner thighs.
Another girl was suspended by a rope from the ceiling. Her slave mistress
was enjoying herself by pushing large needles through her slave's
nipples. Then Robin's attention was captured by a slave girl lying on
top of a table. She was tightly tied spread-eagle while her owner was
tying some thin rope around her nipples. He then took a larger rope and
using a metal cylinder with holes in it, grind it into his slave's
pubic hair. After enough hair was caught he put in a stopper and tied
it off so the hair couldn't escape.
The slave watched as her master went over to a pulley rope in the wall
and twisted the wheel. Slowly and with a lot of moaning the girl was
lifted off the table by her nipples and pubic hair. She was nearly a
foot off the table before the man stopped turning the wheel and locked
it into place. He went back to his slave and admired his handiwork.
Then he took out a long metal device.
"That's a pussy-zapper." said Jim. "It delivers a small electrical charge.
Normally it's like an electric fence but if used in a tender spot on a
girl, can caused serious discomfort."
Robin, Jim and the kneeling Nancy watched as the man stuck the probe
deep into his slave's pussy and pulled the trigger. Immediately the girl
jolted and swung from her ropes. Her breasts were pulled incredibly
tight. Tears streamed down the girl's cheeks as her master zapped her
nipples, armpits, thighs, toes and anything else he considered worthy of
a good jolt.
Robin turned away, took her drink and sipped it. A few minutes later a
girl in a dominatrix uniform came up to Jim.
"Hi Jim, Hi Nancy. I'm just collecting the tags for the lottery tonight."
Nancy stood up and pushed out her nether region. The girl unclipped the
tag from Nancy's vagina ring and dropped it into a container.
"Don't worry Slave. There are seven girls entered tonight."
Nancy gave a quick smile but knew that two girls were to be picked.
"When does it begin Candy?" asked Jim.
"In about half an hour. Good luck Nancy."
".. um ...thanks Candy." stammered Nancy.
Robin watched all this and wondered what happened to the two chosen. After
a few minutes Jim disappeared to talk to someone. Robin took the opportunity
to ask Nancy what the lottery was about.
"Oh," said Nancy, "The two chosen girls help out with the Club Pig Roast.
It's a monthly event."
Robin nodded. "That doesn't sound too bad."
Nancy rolled her eyes. "Robin, they don't roast pigs here."
It took a few seconds before Robin got the gist of Nancy's meaning.
"But Nancy. That's ... cannibalism!"
Nancy nodded. "Yeah, it is."
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Ten minutes later Jim returned. "Okay Nancy, time to go downstairs. Robin,
you can come too but you have to strip."
Robin thought it would be time for her to lose her clothes. She didn't like
feeling left out. Nancy looked at Robin.
"Ah Robin, maybe you should wait here. Jim can put you in a holding cage."
"... um .. no. I'd rather go with you guys. I don't want to miss the
drawing. Should I get undressed?"
Jim nodded. "Yes, and you'll both have to be bound to be allowed downstairs.
So hurry up."
Robin took off her clothes while Jim tied Nancy's hands behind her back.
He then pushed Nancy over a nearby table and pulled his cock out of his
pants. He was rock solid and he pushed into Nancy's tight pussy.
"So slave, how do you feel about all this? This could be your last fuck of
your life. In an hour or so you could be turning over a bed of hot coals."
"Oh yeah ... please fuck me harder master. I just want to serve you and
taking part in the lottery pleases you, I'm happy."
"And will you still be happy if you end up the main course tonight?"
Nancy moaned as she cumed. "You don't think I could lose do you?"
Robin watched as her sister was being fucked. Then she was distracted by
a man who had brought the slave she saw for sale earlier. He sat the slave
down at the bar and ordered four nails and a hammer. Robin thought this was
a weird request. She watched as the bartender gave the man the hammer and
nails. The woman's boobs were on the bar, the man put a nail over one of
the boobs and hammered the nail through. The girl screamed and tried to
remain still while the other three nails went in.
She then felt Jim tied her wrists together behind her back. She loved
having her hands tied behind her back. She was naked and bound. She loved
the warm feel in her tummy and knew that any man in this place could fuck
her, torture her and do whatever they wanted to her. She enjoyed the
feelings of being a slave and wanted it to last forever.
Jim took both Nancy and Robin's arms and led them to a door. On the front
it said Club X Dungeon. It also had a list of rules but Robin only got to
read the first one which talked about slaves being bound before it opened
and they went down the stairs.
"Okay Robin," said Jim, "You'll now see the real Club X."
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