ROISSY SOCIETY
Chapter 3B "The Dance"
We now proceeded down the open long narrow
corridor that lead to the back room. All along this corridor as
with the other walls of the club, there were rings and chains
to secure a slut. I noticed that there were two such sluts
chained to the wall. They were being teased by other sluts as
they passed by. I saw a double swinging door from which several
sluts were entering and leaving. I figured out this was the
ladies room. I then realized I had to pee badly. Like a fool I
asked Crystal where's the men's room at which point she broke
out in laughter and couldn't stop for several minutes. When
Crystal finally gained control of herself, she asked, "Do you
think the "Roissy Society" really cares to provide privacy for
the sluts from the viewing of their pussies by men as they
urinated?" I felt stupid. I didn't know if I like the idea of
the sluts watching me relieve myself, but I was always curious
about what goes on in the ladies room. I just walked through
the swinging door like there was nothing different. This was
room was different. This was no ordinary ladies room. There
were no stalls. There was no toilets. There was a long narrow
grating that ran half the length of the back wall with a douche
behind it. There were sinks and there was a shower area, but
there was no privacy. I watched as the sluts just squatted
down, peed into the drain, douched themselves and leave. I
moved to the grating. As I stood getting ready to relieve
myself, a slut walked right next to me, lifted her little
skirt, squatted down and let the little yellow stream flow, all
the time looking up and smiling at me. She wasn't the least bit
perturbed that she was peeing in public with a man standing
next to her. In fact when she got up, she went right up to me
and began to rub my ass and tried to pick me up. The "Roissy
Society" never failed to surprise me. These women were sluts
and loved every moment of it. They were totally free to let
their sexual desires run rampart. I did my business into the
drain and went to the sink area to met up with Crystal. Crystal
was watching two sluts being prepared in the shower area. In a
second, I was drawn into the scene before me.
The shower area was an open large tiled alcove
taking up half of this rectangular room. There were no shower
heads. There were chains and hoses. The drain consisted of a
narrow tiled trench with a strong steady stream of water
running through it. In front of the tiled trench were a series
of rotating iron tee bars about five inches off the floor with
leg cuffs at each end of the horizontal to hold the spread legs
of a slut. The verticle bar went into the tiled floor and
prevented the slut from swinging. At the extreme left side of
the shower area were two slut suspended a couple of inches over
the tiled trench with her legs held open by the iron tee bar.
The two were struggling in their suspension. The hoses were
operated by the club's male staff or "Valets". I watched a slut
approach the valet. She was asking for permission to shit. The
valet frowned and pointed her to a vacant area over the tiled
trench. However before proceeding to the tiled trench she
stripped off her skimpy outfit and put it in a small bin. The
slut then walked over to the trench, squatted down and allowed
her feces drop into the tiled trench to be carried away by the
strong stream of water. The slut stood up and waited for the
valet. Crystal said she was about to be punished. I looked with
astonishment at Crystal and asked why. Crystal explained that
the sluts of the "Roissy Society" are given only one
opportunity in the morning to rid themselves of all solid
wastes. If a slut fails to defecate or requires to use the
facilities to shit during the rest of the day or night she has
broken the rules and must be punished. The punishment for this
breach of the rules was usually several extended enemas to make
sure that the slut won't have to go again for a while. In the
case of failure to shit during the morning the slut is made to
hold a quart of hot oil up her ass for several hours before be
allowing to relieve herself. If the slut has failed to shit
more then once during the week, a heavy duty anal evacuator
suppository is added to the hot oil. Within minutes the slut is
usually doubled over with cramps. Crystal said the "Roissy
Society" controlled every aspect of a slut's existence. The
"Roissy Society" took full control of a slut's body inside and out.
I noticed as the valet approached this slut turned
her back to him and put her legs into leg cuffs at each end of
the spreader bar. The valet then locked the leg cuff shut and
positioned the slut so that she was resting on her hands bent
over the tiled trench. The valet then attached the gold
bracelets on the slut's wrists to hooks in the tiles and locked
her down. Bent over as the slut was now positioned over the
tiled trench, her ass cheeks were pulled apart and her asshole
clearly visible and available. I hadn't noticed these bracelets
before, but there was one on each wrist and ankle of the slut.
I looked at Crystal and sure enough she too was wearing these
same four bracelets. I asked Crystal what the bracelets were
for. Crystal explained, "Oh the slut bracelets, they were for
the quick securing of a slut. There pretty aren't they". They
were in fact very nicely engraved gold bracelets that could
easily pass as jewelry. The "Roissy Society" penchant for
understatement was again evident even in the means of securing
their sluts. The valet left the slut secured over the trench
and went to a cabinet on the side wall. In a minute or two he
returned with a large brass syringe with a long black enema
nozzle and a strange looking dildo. The dildo was black and
long of medium thickness, but five inches from the rounded tip
was a thick band running around the circumference of the dildo.
The minute I saw the syringe I knew its contents. I watched as
the valet position himself behind the slut and squirted a
little of the hot oil onto her exposed asshole for lubrication.
He then quickly inserted the enema nozzle up her ass and with
one plunge squirted the entire contents of the syringe into the
slut's rectum. The slut screamed and struggled in her bonds,
but all she could do was shake her ass. The valet took the
syringe out and immediately inserted the dildo through the
slut's anus. He pushed the dildo until it was buried up to the
thick band and with one great push the valet got the thick band
past the slut's anal sphincter muscle. The slut let out a great
roar as the thick band entered her ass. Crystal said the thick
band gets lodged behind the slut's anal sphincter and cannot be
expelled by the wearer. The only way to dislodge the dildo was
to have someone physically pull it out. The valet then let down
some chains from the ceiling and attached them the slut's wrist
and released the lock on the wrist bands. In a second the
chains were being raised back up causing the slut to stand
erect and eventual be suspended several inches from the tile
floor. The valet simply stepped on a button and rotated the
slut around to face him. The slut was now struggling quite
actively in her suspension and moaning quite loudly. I just
watched in awe as the valet enforced the rules of the "Roissy Society".
The valet now walked over to the two sluts at the
extreme left side of the shower alcove. I now realized were
they were also struggling in their bonds. He nonchalantly
yanked the two black dildos that were sticking out their asses
with a hand on each one and quickly stepped away. The sluts let
out a monstrous yell as the dildos were pulled out of their
asses. In a second they were both shitting their brains out. A
deluge of hot oil and crap poured out of their bodies and
splashed against the back wall and floor. The sluts seemed to
go on for minutes expurging their insides. During this time the
valet stepped back to the hose base and grabbed a hose. When
the sluts were finally finished disgorging the contents of
their intestines, the valet turned on the hose. The water
coming out of the hose was strong and cold. The valet first
used the water to wash the hot oil and crap from the back wall
and tiled floor. It took a little while but he got all the mess
to flow into the tiled trench and washed away. He then moved
the lever to the right and the spreader bar started to rotate
turning the sluts around ass out. When the valet was confronted
with the shit covered ass cheeks of the two sluts, he used the
hose to clean the crap off the slut's ass cheeks. The sluts
were screaming and struggling are the strong cold water
attacked their asses. When the sluts' asses appeared reasonable
clean, the valet first closed the cold water and attached an
enema nozzle with some kind of shut off valve at its base. I
saw that besides the lever there were two valves, one marked
red and one marked blue. Crystal said the red valve controlled
the hot soapy water and blue valve controlled the high pressure
cold water line. Crystal further explained that the hot soapy
water was a separate line and was less pressured then the cold
water, but the hot water at full volume could cause a lot of
pain as it was pumped up your colon. The valet reset the lever
to the middle position and turned on the red valve all the way.
He then stepped up to the first slut and without ado rammed the
enema nozzle up her ass. He then opened the valve at the nozzle
base and let the hot soapy water invade the slut's rectum. The
valet held the nozzle in as the slut screamed and struggled in
her chains. He let the hot soapy water flow into the slut's
intestines for a good three minutes. I thought I could see the
slut's stomach being inflated before the valet closed the valve
on the enema nozzle. The valet then stepped on the floor button
just to the left of the spreader bar and the bar started to
rotate to the left causing the slut to face forward again. I
noticed the valet didn't pull the enema nozzle out until the
slut's ass was almost completely facing the back wall. The
valet yanked the enema nozzle out and quickly stepped back
while the hot soapy water rushed out of the slut's ass. After
the initial force of the hot soapy water coming from the slut's
ass subsided to just a trinkle, the valet now approached the
second slut and repeated the whole enema process on her. I
watched as the valet repeated the enema procedure on both sluts
one more time before he finally cleaned them off with the cold
water and released them to get dressed again. By the look on
their faces you could see two sorry sluts, but who wouldn't
have to shit for a while. By this time, I was eager to get to
the dance floor and Crystal was more then ready. As I looked
back, I saw the valet was working on the third slut. The rules
of the "Roissy Society" was to obeyed at all costs and anyone
breaking the rules was punished quickly and fully. I would
later see these same two sluts on the dance floor cavorting in
absolute sexual abandonment. The "Roissy Society" gave the
sluts at times complete sexual freedom, but for the rest of the
time the "Roissy Society" demanded and got complete control
over the slut's body inside and out.
I was hot to get to the dance floor. I was hotter
to get my dick into Crystal. As we walked down the corridor, I
noticed a large barred door guarded by an amazon dressed in
sinister black leather outfit. I inquired of Crystal what's
behind that door. Crystal gave a shake and said, "You don't
want to go down there, it's the dungeon". I could tell Crystal
wanted nothing to do with that floor. I asked Crystal who was
that fat ugly bitch by the door. Crystal with anger replied,
"Those ugly dyke sadists are the guards. They love to rape and
whip pretty sluts. You don't want to deal with those bitches".
One look at the guard by the barred door and I got the same
feeling as Crystal. Little did I knew that a little down the
line these big ugly bitches would venting the venom on my body.
I heard a commotion in the corridor near the entrance to the
back room. I looked and saw two of these big ugly guards grab a
slut. She screamed and struggled to get away, but they had by
the hair and arms. One guard grabbed both arms of the slut
while the other guard put a gag in the slut's mouth. The gag
looked like a big black wooden pear attached to a long strip of
leather. I saw the guard shove the pear into the slut's mouth
and start to wrap the leather strap around the slut's head a
couple of times. The end of the strap was made of vicro and was
easily attached to the rest of the strap. The guard then
secured the slut's arms with hand cuffs. Once the slut was
secured, the guard holding the front of the slut put a short
choke leash over her head and then a hood. The guard in back
then with a narrow leather strap pulled the elbows of the slut
together. I knew that had to hurt, but it certainly caused the
slut's breasts to stick out. The front guard yanked on the
choke leash and the slut was forced to follow her. I saw the
back guard remove a nasty looking quirt from belt and start to
whip the slut into following her partner. As these two guards
approached, I could see a big smile oh their faces. The slut
was still struggling in vain. The gag couldn't stop the wails
of the slut from being heard as she was dragged through the
barred door and down to the dungeon. Pamela was shaking with
terror. I asked, "What did she do". Pamela nervously said,
"There doesn't have to be a reason. Any slut can be punished at
the whim and fancy of her Mistress or anyone her Mistress
designatess." I was starting to see that it wasn't all fun in
the paradise called the "Roissy Society".
When we finally got to the entrance of the back
room, I could see a huge dance floor with incredible lighting
effects. This back room was very large. It could easily fit
several hundred people with room to spare. It looked somewhat
empty with only sixty to seventy people dancing. Whatever the
dancer lacked in numbers, they certainly made up for in action.
Every where couples were engaged in sexual abandon. The room
was completely black at this time while huge strobe lights cast
an eerie light on the dancers. All I could make out was the
action taking place and it was incredible. Only the percussion
section of the band was playing, a drum set and two bongo
players, while the dancers on the floor used these whips to
excite themselves. The dancers were getting off on whipping
each other. It took a while but I recognized the song, it was
"We Got The Beat" by the Go-Go's, a great song. I told Crystal
the song and asked if she recognized the song. She looked at me
funny like how should I know. I could see that rock and roll
was not her strong suit. Watching the sixty to seventy people
whipping each other in the strobe lights was the most erotic
sight I had ever seen. I expected a very loose crowd. This
crowd was beyond loose they were into total abandonment. They
were out to stretch their sexual energy to the limit and
beyond. I was starting to tap out the beat with hand on
Crystal's ass as Crystal began rubbing her hands up and down my
dick. Just then the guitars started up again with the melody.
All of sudden the lights under the dance floor came alive and
the stage bursted alive with light and action. I could now see
the dancers clearly. The great majority of the couples were two
sluts, but every so often I saw a slut and a valet. I even saw
a couple of Mistresses rocking to the beat. I saw one Mistress
rocking to the music as two sluts were servicing her from the
front and back. When the lead singers joined the band all hell
broke out I could see some sluts drop to the floor and go down
on each other. In the middle of the dance floor I could see the
biggest daisy chain I ever saw start to form. I think there
were twenty or more sluts in a circle eating the pussy of the
slut in front of her. Other sluts masturbated themselves with
their fingers as they used the whip in their other hand to whip
the daisy chainers into a greater frenzy if possible. All the
valets by this time had their dicks implanted in a slut's cunt
or ass. I noticed that a good number of slut's were wearing
double dildos and banging their partners. I saw more then one
slut being used front and back. The band was playing away and
driving the dancers into greater excesses. One stage with the
band were several couples fucking each other in front of
everyone, for all to see and copy. Crystal was jumping to the
music. I could see her tits pop out of the blouse with every
bounce. I wanted to fuck Crystal real bad, but I decided that I
wanted to do it during the next song. I watched this incredible
orgy continue for another five minutes until the band finally
played the last bar of the song. When the song ended my dick
was standing straight out of my shorts. Crystal grabbed my dick
and used her hold on my cock to drag me into the middle of the
dance floor. I was ready to join the dancers. I had to admit
that this crowd was an absolute delight. Gone was any
pretension self-consciousness and pride. These people were into
only one thing. They wanted to come and come and come again.
This was their moment to let it all hang out and they were
going to grab every single ounce of the sexual abandonment that
the "Roissy Society" would let them have. In any moment they
could be grabbed, chained and whipped at the whim and fancy of
their Mistress, but right now they were free to take all the
sexual gratification they could get and they weren't about to
let these minutes pass without indulging to the max. I was
falling deeper and deeper into the strange world of the "Roissy
Society" and enjoying every scary second.
With my luck just as we got to the middle of the
dance floor, the song ended and the house lights came on. All
around me were couples basking in the afterglow of their last
orgasm. There was not a single person who had not engaged in
some sort of sex act and they were just coming back to their
senses. With the house lights on I could see the whole room. It
was a giant square and as big as any grand ballroom in a classy
hotel. The dance floor was made of some kind of plastic and had
lights in every panel under it. What really startled me was the
sight along the left wall. All along that wall was twenty to
twenty-five naked sluts locked in place by the same type of set
up as the shower alcove, their hands were held over their hands
with chains descending from the ceiling, while their feet were
locked into rotating leg spreaders. I asked Crystal who were
those people and Crystal called them "Wall Flowers". She said
they were chained their by their Mistresses for failing to
sexually satisfy their Mistress sometime during the week. They
are there to be whipped and fucked by dancers during the
evening. I started to head off to the "Wall Flowers", when
Crystal grabbed me by my underpants. Crystal angrily said, "I
waited to long to get that gorgeous dick in my pussy to let you
now go and play with the wall flowers. I promise we will play
with the "Wall Flowers" in a little while, but this next song
is strictly for you and me. I promise you won't regret it". At
that moment, a slut with a whip in her hand came over and
wanted to know if I wanted to dance with her. She was extremely
fetching in her harem custom. I really liked how her pantaloons
were not only transparent but had a wide open slit over her
naked and shaved pussy. Crystal got ballistic. She grabbed the
slut by her hair and pulled the whip out of the slut's hand.
Crystal threatened to shove the whip handle up the slut's ass
if she even looked again at me and gave the slut a push that
sent flying to the floor. The slut got up quickly and without
looking again in my direction fled in a different direction.
Crystal was real proud of herself and beaming from ear to ear.
Crystal was definitely surprised when I grabbed the whip and
laid several good lashes on her body. But instead of being
scared or in pain, Crystal was enjoying every moment. She
wrapped her arms around me and assaulted my throat with her
tongue. Crystal said that I needed to use the whip and beat her
till my arm couldn't go any longer. She needed to feel me whip
her especially on her tits and cunt. My cock like that idea. If
this was a dream please let it go on for just one song more. I
wanted Crystal at that moment more then any woman I ever
wanted. I was about to get the best fuck of my life.
I examined the whip. It had a long narrow stick for
a handle and from it came twenty-five light nylon strips. It
clearly lacked the strength and bite of the whip that was being
used on Carolyn. Crystal saw me examine the whip and frown.
Crystal called the whip a "Pussy Whip". She said it was perfect
for the sluts to beat each other with all night long. You could
whip your partner till your arm fell off and I all you could do
to the partner's skin was turn it hot and red. The whip had no
real bite at all on the ass and back, but was a great turn on.
Crystal did point out that used strongly and accurately on the
nipples and cunt lips the whip could cause a delightful heat
and pain. Not a crippling pain like from a cat-o-nines tails,
but lovely pain urging the slut on to greater pleasure. Crystal
said that a male with a "Pussy Whip" could really get a good
hot spot on a slut's cunt. I loved the idea. I had a whip that
I could use as hard and as long as I wanted on the tits and
cunt of Crystal and her only pain would be a desire to fuck.
Crystal said I was going to enjoy lashing away in outrageous
intensity without a single care that I could cause any real
damage. It was the perfect whip for a novice and she was the
perfect girl. Crystal again raped my mouth as she stroked my
cock. It had melted down a little by now, but I was sure it
would be rock hard again when the whip made contact with
Crystal's sweet pussy. I was going to light a fire in Crystal's
cunt and I knew exactly how I was going to put the fire out. I
was for these next minutes embrace the "Roissy Society" fantasy
like I was born with it. For this song I would a member of the "Roissy Society".
