Chapter 18
Other naked women were standing with strings coming from their pussies, tied to
one of three rails! You looked at them, some taller than you some shorter and
all naked, except for two that had something on their breasts. The man walked
you up and tied your string to a rail then left you there. Now that you were
closer, you realized that these two women wore cones identical to the ones in
your bedroom. They had tubes coming from the ends of the cones that went around
behind them. They wore some sort of backpack.
Every minute that went past, more women came up on the platform. You had nothing
to do but observe, and you noticed everyone had a bare pussy, but after that
there were more differences than similarities. Breasts were much larger and
fuller than yours, nipples that looked as long and thick as pieces of chalk.
Areolas the size of coffee saucers, and there were pussies that had lips hanging
down three or four inches! Sure there were also women that were smaller in every
way but you seemed to notice the others first. Many women were very physically
fit, they had muscle tone that was above and beyond the norm. All the women wore
collars, chains on wrists and ankles, some even had additional chains between
those. A few had bars between their ankles, probably to keep them from putting
them together. From between every pair of pussy lips there was a visible ring
with a string between it and the rail.
People began to stand around the platform and chat. They watched you while you
watched them! Seeing those eyes ogle you, added to your humiliation because you
couldn't hide your nakedness in any way.
The sun was still hot but it was setting on the horizon. Soon it would be night
and you wondered what that would bring.
The crowd had grown very large and the rail was packed with women. Three
gentlemen came up on the platform and began going from woman to woman untying
the strings from pussy rings. As they were untied, the women turned and shuffled
to the center of the platform in a bunched up group. Soon you joined them.
Things got so tight in the center of the platform bodies rubbed each other,
allowing you felt their heat, sweat and nervousness.
When everyone was together, you heard a sharp crack from the rear of the
platform, you turned and looked to see one man swinging a long whip above your
heads. When the pack moved to get off the platform, some of the women who had
bars between their ankles stopped at the steps. You and others shuffled past
them. The group was herded into the street, you saw some women being lifted over
the steps as their bars didn't permit them to shuffle down them. The whip
continued to snap above your heads and people formed around the side of the
street ahead of the group.
As you shuffled along the street people looked at you, shouting obscenities, and
other insults.
Hearing the words you became stressed out that this seemed too little about
prisons, prisoners but more like a horrific way to be hurt in a riot of some
sorts.
Down the street they drove your group until a loud crack sounded in front of the
group. Everyone stopped and of course so did you. Up in front you saw that
someone was making the women go up a ramp and then forward on a walk or
something. Soon it was your turn to follow the woman in front of you. The ramp
was not steep, but the incline slowed your shuffle down and when it leveled off
you found yourself walking on a narrow metal walkway, with two steel rails on
either side. The crowd was forming all along the walkway which was really only a
few feet off the street.
It didn't matter which direction you faced. Everyone could see everything about
you! When the women whose ankles were spread came forward, they were picked up
and made to stand sideways between the bars.
Everyone was standing in full view of the crowd and a loudspeaker crackled.
"Attention, the prisoners are ready, and silence came over the street." "Lets
begin."
You saw this person run over to the end of the walk with a mike and hold it in
front of the last woman. Murmur's were the only sound in the street.
She spoke, "Marion, age 40, lactating, twenty two years!"
The man went to the next woman and she said, "Penelope, age 28, laborer, sixteen
years."
Then on, "Harriet, age 48, maid, twelve years."
"Virginia, age 22, lactating, thirty five years."
"Susan, age 35, laborer, seventy two years." The entire street went silent.
On down the line each woman continued, but what was that number was after their
assignment?
When they had gotten three women away from you, you thought about what to say
when your turn came. Suddenly the mike was under your nose.
You said in a shaky voice, "Caroline, age 38, washing dishes in the bakery."
You stopped after those words and a murmur broke out while the man holding the
mike grabbed your nipple ring and pulled you over the rail.
He said angrily, "Bitch, what is your training, and how many years is your
sentence?"
With all these eyes watching as he held your nipple over the edge, you feared he
would pull it off, and stammered out. "Caroline, age 38, washing dishes,
nineteen years."
People talked as the woman next to you stated her name and such.
On down the line the mike went and soon everyone had been introduced to the
crowd.
The man with the mike went back to the first woman and held the mike in front of
her, she waited until the crowd was silent before speaking. "I think three
minutes ten seconds."
The next woman said, "Five minutes eight seconds."
The next woman said, "Eight minutes thirty seconds."
Down the line til it got to you and you said timidly, "I am not sure what I am
doing."
The man laughed and said, "Pick a time frame between one minute and ten
minutes!" "We'll explain why later on." The crowd laughed.
You thought a second and said, "Seven minutes forty five seconds."
When the whole group had stated their times, the man came back to you and
whispered, "Your body will be stimulated until you cum." "The time you stated is
how long you need to be stimulated before you cum." "Anyone who cums before
their time will be given to the people who made them cum, for all night pleasure
- or pain."
You shuddered, thinking of something like that happening to you. But wasn't it
also terrible what they were going to do to you in public now?
People walked up to the bars before you, and stood waiting. Still, others
stepping up behind you. The person in front of you put a string on your neck
collar and pulled you forward against the bars, then down until your back was
flat. You were bent with your breasts hanging down above the person in front of
you. All the women were similarly positioned.
A voice in the loudspeaker said, "Ok everyone, On your marks, gets set, go!"
The person in front of you began pulling and massaging your breasts, then
nipples. Stroking and pulling while the person behind you began feeling your
pussy. Their fingers played with your lips and stroked you at first very
tenderly and then deeper and more rough. You felt your nipples get hard and your
pussy gets wet. You saw other people walking around inspecting those who
manipulated you. They not only looked but commented on your body parts, and
asked the manipulators what your body felt like during stimulation. Your legs
were pushed apart and your buttocks spread wide.
Those fingers in your pussy made you very wet and began to cause unwanted
feelings deep inside you. Your rings were pulled and that also became a
sensation that was unavoidable.
The people commented about your resilient breasts, and asked the man in front of
you to pull your nipples by the rings. Having them watch while your body was
played with was not supposed to turn you on but your body responded to those
skillful fingers independently.
Then the hands in front of you produced a whip and held it under your nose. You
were told to lick and then kiss the tip of the whip. The tip was the small
triangular leather end.
The whip was set under your breasts and when it was flicked upward it caught
your nipple directly. Time and time again it struck each nipple. Then it changed
angles and came at your nipple from the side. It only hit you on the side of the
nipple, and then flicked to the other one. That stung but was not very hard. The
fingers in your pussy drove deeper and more forcefully during this time. One
last time the whip changed and now the tip struck the base of your breast
nearest the rib cage. It was flung very hard and very fast leaving fire behind
it. You began to moan and tried to pull away but your neck was tied. The
whipping stopped and a mouth surrounded your nipple, it sucked in hard. You felt
the heat build very quickly. Each nipple was sucked, and the arousal you felt
was terrible.
