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Disclaimer and Copyright
The following story, ‘A Public Spectacle’ was written in 2008 and is an original work of fiction and is intended for adult readers only. It contains descriptions of acts of violence, forced nudity, public humiliation and non-consensual sexual activities not suitable for many readers.
If these things offend you, the reader, do not read any further.
Elements of this story; its plot, setting and character names, are not necessarily unique to this story, and any resemblance with actual events, places and persons is unintentional. I wish to thank all the past writers and storytellers in the English language for the inspirations used to write ‘A Public Spectacle’, with a special thanks to the authors, reviewers and readers of this web site for their encouragement and support. I assert a copyright on the text of this story and no printing, distribution, re-posting or commercial use what so ever is allowed without prior authorization by myself or my future assignees.
However, since the basic ideas in this story (public punishment, small-town politics, adultery, pain, repression of the middleclass, sex, betrayal, morality, prostitution, etc.) are not entirely my own, feel free to incorporate them into any of your own works. I look forward to reading them.
Neal [aka oldpervert1 on bdsmlibrary.com, aka fishbreath4@yahoo.com]
A Public Spectacle
Chapter 7- Pussy Problems in LaLa land
Smoky is looking frantic, as the Jail’s Doctor approaches the western stage. “Where the hell have you been ? Getting a blowjob, or something ? We got real trouble here with Miss Yvette.”
“Oh ? What happened ?”
“She won’t cum anymore. She did fine for the 4.5 and the 5.0 diameter cocks. Nice long fuck sessions and a nice, loud orgasm. I’m surprised you didn’t hear it. Anyway, then, in the middle of the 5.5 she losses it.”
“What do you mean, ‘losses it’ ? Did the dildo slide out of her pussy ?”
“No, nothing like that. She just stops moaning and her pussy is dripping wet. Her eyes get glassy and she won’t answer your questions. It’s like she is sleepwalking or on drugs or something. I never saw anything like it. It’s not like she is passed out, because she is still on her feet and still thrusting her hips, a little. But she can’t match the stroke of the Bot and it doesn’t look like she is even trying to. I do my best to synchronize with her rhythm, but then her eyes roll to the back in her head, like she was passed-out. I smack her across the ass to get her to scream and pronounce that to be her 3rd orgasm. I’m not sure if we fooled too many people, but when I took the 5.5 cm dildo out of her pussy, rather than it slowly sliding out due to the squeezing of her vaginal muscles, it completely flops out on the stage like a dead fish. It’s as if nothing was grabbing at it at all.”
“So she’s doing the 6 cm dildo now ?”
“Yup, but it’s the same thing all over again. Sleepwalking.”
“We got several conditions happening all at once; I think. I won’t know for sure until after I examine her.”
“But we can’t stop now. She hasn’t cum. She ain’t even close, and I don’t want to fake another one.”
“OK, so as the Doctor in charge, I declare an intermission. Find that old coaches whistle you used to have. I’m making this ‘half-time’.”
Smoky, rummages around in a box, then says “Here it is.”
The Jail Doctor takes the whistle, steps up on stage and blows the whistle right beside Yvette’s ear. She immediately snaps to life, and Smoky cuts power to Mr. Rob Bot.
The crowd starts to boo.
“Gentlemen, I call a halftime in this competition. It’s 9PM and time for a break. Now I know you have been drinking a lot of beer and need to take a piss. The public toilet behind the courthouse is open and has a nice bevy of whores in there to service your every desire while you wait in line for the urinal. Also, if you are in a more adventurous mood, you can pee in the new toilet named ‘Miss Cindy Cums’, this facility was just christened tonight, so check her out. She is located on the stage on the other side of the square. So, men go take care of business and be back here in 20 minutes.”
Doc removes the dildo from Yvette’s cunt and it just falls out on the stage. Then he gets his medical penlight, dons his latex gloves and inspects the damage. He sticks in a gloved finger, then 2, then 3 and still no resistance. Finally he slides in all 4 fingers – up to his knuckles. She is as dilated as a woman in labor delivering twins. Doc thinks about putting his whole hand into her gapping cunt, but as much as he likes fist-fucking beautiful, helpless women, he reconsiders.
“Ice water ! Stat,” he orders. “A whole bucket, but without the ice cubes.”
The jail guards look at Doc dumb founded and don’t do anything, other than watch the doctor continue Yvette’s pelvic exam.
“Here you go Doc,” says Ellie. “I got it from the beer vender. She sticks her wrist in the bucket and announces, “2 degrees C, that’s as cold as you would get at my hospital.”
“Here you go, Doc,” says Ellie. “I got it from the beer vender. She sticks her wrist in the bucket; 2 degrees C, that’s as cold as you would get at a hospital.”
“Well, she’s awake now,” says Smoky, who then turns to his wife. “Ellie, I thought you were going home ?”
“I decided to stay and see if Miss Easy would make it up to ‘Goliath’. Besides, these guards of yours wouldn’t know a ‘stat’ from a ‘cat’. But I can go if you want me to.”
“Ah, stick around. The Doc, and Yvette, may need you.”
Doc double checks the size of her vaginal canal, then checks the girl’s pulse, temperature and eye reflexes, and finally pronounces his diagnosis. “Yvette was in a vertical faint due to being on the verge of orgasm, for an extended period of time, I think. Her pussy is over relaxed, probably from being fucked so many times. The ice water helped tighten her up a little. Besides, I always wanted to throw ice water on a hot cunt. Also, she is making a large amount of vaginal mucus – natural sex lubricant - which is preventing her from reaching orgasm.”
“Well, that’s just wonderful,” says Smoky. “We got us a sex-model who can’t cum. How are we going to get her to demonstrate sexual relationships if she won’t cum for the audience ?”
“The relaxed pussy and the over lubrication have greatly reduced clit stimulation. If we could stop the flow of her pussy juices, it would help. But short of massive doses of diuretics, I can’t do anything about the river in her love-hole. If only we could tighten her up, the pussy juice wouldn’t matter. We can rub alum on the dildo before inserting it, but her flow would wash it, or any other drug, away in a few minutes. We have to find another way to contract those muscles without drugs.”
Yvette, who has been listening to the Doctor going over the problem says, “Look guys, I’m OK. I can do it. Just tell me how high, and I’ll jump. Geronimo !” says Yvette.
“See what I mean,” Doc says to Smoky. “Yes, Yvette, you can do it, but don’t jump off the cliff just yet.”
“Doctor John, I don’t want to go telling you your business,” says Ellie. “But when you start fucking her again, she’ll be off in LaLa land in 2 minutes. Hell, I’m not sure she’s completely here right now. Let’s test her rational thinking.” Ellie turns to Yvette and asks, “where are you, child, and what’s your name ?”
“I’m puppet girl; want to pull my strings and make me dance ?” Yvette says showing them her bound wrists. “I’m at a puppet show. And after that, I’m going shopping for some new shoes.”
“See what I mean. She’s off in LaLa land already. We have to find a way for her to say loose enough to take these big dildos, yet tight enough to give her clit the stimulation it needs, to make her cum, despite her condition,” says Ellie.
“Sounds like we need a French tickler,” says Smoky
“Well, that could help, but I was thinking more along the lines of ‘the devil’s tickler’, which will stay in contact with her clit for the entire length of Mr. Rob’s fuck-stroke,” say Doc. “But we also need to contract her pussy muscles, involuntarily, because ‘puppet girl’ can’t do it by herself. She needs a good jolt; a short, sharp, shock.”
“Doc, I don’t have any shocking dildos. Besides, I think any high voltage AC would burn-up the DC motors in Mr. Rob Bot, not to mention Yvette’s pussy.”
“We can shock her through he butt hole ! We can imbed an anal-plug with a single electrode and attach the other half of the circuit to a trans dermal patch on her maiden’s mound. When the signal is sent, all of her muscles inside her pussy and ass will contract, weather she is in LaLa land, or not.”
“And this will create resistance between the dildo and her pussy which will pull on her clit and she won’t be able to NOT cum. Its brilliant !”
“But where are you going to get all this stuff ? We haven’t got much time,” asks Smoky.
“I need to use your guards to fetch for me. Smoky, can I borrow them ?”
“OK, it’s your show now. Jock, Joe, Jara and Jim, come on over here, we got jobs for you.”
“Jim, take my key ring and go inside the courthouse and bring back a defibrillator. You know, one of those red boxes, you see on the back wall of the courtrooms and in some of the offices. The red boxes, with the sign that say ‘do not remove’. Rip one off the wall and bring it here. If anyone gives you any shit, tell ‘em we got an emergency down on the square – that some guy is having a heart attack and I need it.”
“Joe, go back to the jail and get me 3 meters of electric wire. Cut the cord off my deck lamp, if you have to. And bring the crimping pliers from the toolbox, and some connectors and …”
Smoky interrupts, “Joe, bring the whole toolbox.”
“Jock, here’s a 20 credit note. Go down to the bordello and buy 5 condoms; the big stretchy, latex ones. Yes, I know they are illegal, but it’s a whorehouse ; they got to have condoms. Then get a foam rubber ball, or some piece of foam rubber about the size of your fist. And a wood handled broom. New or old it does matter, just as long as it has a smooth handle with a rounded top. And I want change back from my 20.”
“OK, now GO !”
“But what about me ?” asks the 4th guard.
“Jara, you and your machine gun have got to stay here and keep the mob off of us.”
“Ellie, can you scrounge up a trans dermal patch ? Do they have those at your hospital ?”
“Yes, I think they do, but the hospital is way on the outskirts of the Village. It will take me an hour to get there and back. Why can’t you use one of the paddles from the defibrillator ?”
“Yes, of course. You’re right. Those paddles are exactly like a trans dermal patch.”
The crowd around the stage was slowly growing, as the men filtered back from their toilet break. On the other side of the square, Cindy is getting the piss scrubbed off her, for the second time tonight. Doc goes over and checks on Yvette. Smoky rummages around in the equipment boxes and finds the box of chocolates from the afternoon demonstration and feeds a few of them to the floundering ‘puppet girl’ before washing them down with the last of Ellie’s homemade lemon aid.
“Maybe the sugar will help,” says Smoky.
“Can’t hurt. I always like giving sugar to a naked woman,” jokes Doc. “Let me show you how to make a devil’s tickler. Hand me that 6 cm diameter dildo she had been fucking and then find the smallest dildo in your case; something like a 1 cm wonder.”
Smoky rummages around through the equipment boxes and find the smallest dildo they have. It is a black mini-dick, but it is just as long the other dongs; only in a ridiculously small diameter. Then he attaches the pin-dick to a spare armature rod and with a hand full of thick rubber bands, Doc straps the little black dildo on top of the big 6-cm one.
“There we go. There is an earth-side legend that says the devil, has cloven (or split) hooves, a forked tail and a split dick. Anyway, what we are going to do is fuck our sex-model with the big dildo as usual, but allow the little dick to slide up between her pussy lips and drag itself over her clit in the process. Let me show you. We may have to adjust the placement and tension of the rubber bands anyway. If they are too loose, the little dildo will just flop around and not make good contact with her ‘love button’, but if they are too tight the pair of cocks might get wedged in and Mr. Rob won’t have the strength to pull them out.”
After oiling both dildos and spreading Yvette’s cunt lips, Doc slowly slides the 6 cm dildo into her pussy. The small black one slides up her cunt, with the head poking out the top of he pussy. As the big dick is slid in further, the little one rises up from the girl’s mound, like an eel coming out of its burrow. At the maximum end of Mr. Rob’s stroke, the little cock is extended about 10 cm up her abdomen.
“I think the legend says that the devil would use one of his cocks to fuck women and the other to fuck men, but he would use them both on an adulteress.”
“Doc, here is the defibrillator you asked for. I got it out of Judge Fairvert’s courtroom. I didn’t even have to damage the wall; but that sign saying ‘do not remove’, looks a little funny with the box gone,” says Jim, the first of the guards to return.
“Good, now where are the other 2 guys ?” asks Doc. He doesn’t have long to wait.
“Damn, this thing is heavy,” says Joe as he heaves the jail’s toolbox up on the back of the stage. “The wire lamp cord you asked for is in the box.”
“Wonderful. Cut the plug end off, separate the 2 wires and strip the insulation off 50 cm of one end of one of the wires. Then strip 3 cm off the other 3 ends.”
“So where the fuck is Jock ? Smoky, get him on the comm.link and see where he is. I have to make a few adjustments to our model.”
Doc, explains to the crowd, “Since many of you in the audience have complained about the size of our small stage, we are going to improve the view, by spreading the models legs for you. How does that sound ? Do you want to see more of Miss Easy’s pussy ?”
The crowd cheers in obvious approval.
The two guards and the jail doctor take off Yvette’s unfashionable boots, which have been bolted to the stage. They remove and re-tie a lot of her bindings to the top of the frame. Finally, with ropes tied to her ankles, connected to bungee cords hooked to the top of the bondage frame, they hoist Yvette into a semi sitting position. She is completely suspended under the frame, with her legs spread far apart.
Smoky tells doctor John, that Jock had some problems finding the condoms, but he’s got some now and is on this way back; eta 3 minutes.
Doc goes back to the crowd. “So, men,” he says as he smiles and points at Yvette’s gaping cunt. “How do you like the view ?”
Again, the crowd cheers in approval.
“We have had some technical issues to work out with our sex-model’s new position, so hold on to cocks and get ready for the second half of our competition – Miss Easy verses Mr. Rob Bot.”
Just then, Jock arrives with a small brown grocery sac and a broom. “OK, give me the stuff. Stick the new dildo straight up her pussy and re-position the Bot. The angle is not critical, since she is free to swing, but it will be about 10 to 20 degrees flatter, since he body is no longer vertical. Make the new angle of the armature correspond to the angle of the dildo connecting tube. Since her pussy is higher than it was when she was standing, put the longer armature rod on the mechanical man. Also reduce the thrust dimension to 15 cm. Bolt down Mr. Rob and reconnect everything, but don’t insert the dildo, yet. I have to go make an ass-plug.”
Doc pokes a hole thru the soft sponge rubber ball and sets it on the broomstick. He duct tapes the ball in place so that the top of the broomstick is inside the ball. He wraps several more layers of thin electrical tape around the ball squeezing it into the desire, classic anal-plug shape. Next he put 3 condoms over the ball on the end of the broomstick and duct tapes them to the handle so they won’t come off. Then he lays the bare copper wire from his lamp cord over the condoms and carefully wraps the thin strands around the condoms. He tapes the wire down so the sharp ends are covered. He then takes the last 2 condoms, unrolls them and turns them inside out so the jelly is on the inside. He then pokes 2-dozen holes through each of these condoms before putting them on the stick and taping them in place. He is now ready to cut the broomstick to length. He walks over to the suspended girl and with the newly constructed anal-plug on the stage ½ meter in front of her pussy, and out of sight of the audience due to the placement of Mr. Rob, Doc lays the broom stick between her legs and sets it in the cleft of her cunt. To the audience, the broom bristles look like a willow bush growing from Yvette’s pussy. Doc quickly marks the wooden handle at the top of her cunt and cuts off the handle with a saw from the toolbox. The bristle end of the broom is discarded.
The guards are just finishing with the adjustments to the fucking-machine. Yvette is a lot more lucid than before; maybe due to the slightly reclined position, maybe due to the chocolate, maybe due to watching the guards on the other side of the square tip Cindy back and forth like on a teeter-totter, who knows. Yvette is cognitive enough to show some healthy apprehension over the jury-rigged, devil’s tickler strapped onto the 6 cm dildo, aimed straight at her pussy.
“Smoky, this thing looks scary. Are you still taking care of me ? That little one looks like a black snake ready to crawl up my tummy and bit me.”
Doc comes to the front of the stage. “Gentlemen. You have been very patient, and for this I thank you. Do you like the view ? Now, this new arrangement requires an assistant to anchor our sex-model. I need a volunteer to hold-on to her so the movement of the fuck-machine doesn’t make her body swing too much. The volunteer will stand behind her and will hold her by her beautiful hooters; just like this.” Doc demonstrates, by standing behind Yvette and placing both of his arms over her shoulders and cupping her breasts with his hands. The crowd hoots and hollers and every man there, is ready to volunteer.
“Sorry guys. I have to have an experienced man, not some drunk standing around in the square. So, which guard wants the job ? Guards, lineup. Audience, do you think it should be Jock on your left, Jim in the middle, or Joe on your right ? Please signal your choice with your applause for Jock !”
The crowd politely applauds.
OK, next signal your choice with your applause for Jim !”
The crowd applauds a little bit louder.
Alright, now signal your choice with your applause for Joe !”
The crowd applauds but not much more or less than for Jock and Jim.
“We have a 3-way tie ! So, we’ll do the same thing we men always do, when we can’t make a decision. We let the little woman decide. Miss Easy, which of these 3 handsome young men, who are all bachelors I might add, do you want to grab you the jugs and hold on tight ?”
The crowd laughs. But on the other dais, Cindy is crying as her guards work over her silicone enhanced tits with the floggers.
“Well, Doctor, they are all very cute guys, but I want the one with the biggest cock. I want YOU.
“I know you do, my little slut puppy. But you can’t have me tonight, but I am free next week Tuesd. . . Just kidding. No. You have to pick one of the 3 guards. So which one will it be ?”
“Oh, that’s too bad. A doctor with your sort of experience really knows his way around the female body. But if I can’t have you, then, I want Jock; because it rhymes with cock ! Jock can hold me by my breasts,” says Miss Yvette Easy.
The crowd laughs at Yvette’s typical bimbo logic.
“That’s OK, as a consolation prize, Joe, you get to spread her pussy and slide that big rubber cock into her ‘tunnel of love’. And Jim, you get to impale her virgin asshole with this !” he says and shows the audience the anal-plug on a stick.
The crowd is awe struck, and then cheers wildly. Jim looks a little shocked and embarrassed. He’s definitely not a butt-man. On the other stage, Cindy is screaming hysterically as something is being shoved up one, or both, of her holes.
“Smoky, you’re at the controls and in charge. Show that young-pup how to bugger her good,” says Doc as he tapes one of the defibrillator paddles to Yvette’s pubic mount and hooks the wire from the makeshift anal plug to the other output on the defibrillator “Jim, you may have to loosely hold the broomstick, or you might try duct taping it to the stage. Smoky, run the Mr. Rob Bot at half speed and the defibrillator at 25 for starters. The settings are tricky, so watch our model’s reactions. When you first zap her, it will startle her and she may scream. When you got the power just right, she’ll thrust her hips in the air and hold ‘em there and probably not scream at all. Don’t shock her for more than a second, but you can do it 6 or 8 times a minute to keep her out of LaLa land and force her cunt to grab the dildo. Now Jock, you may feel a little tingle. Just hold on tight, it’s going to be a wild ride. And if the Devil’s tickler breaks, or the defibrillator quits, or she passes-out call me on my Comm Link. Its 10:45PM, you got an hour to just have fun with this bitch.”
“I got to go save Cindy. Again,” says Doctor John as he steps off the back of the stage and into the crowd.
A Public Spectacle
Chapter 8 – Saving Cindy (again)
As Doc makes his way across the Village Square, he hears a cheer from over his shoulder, followed by a slow ‘go! ; go! ; go!’ chant ‘Good, they just inserted the 6-cm dildo and have started fucking her,’ thinks Doc. ‘I hope she doesn’t push it and try for ‘Goliath’, the monster dong.’
From the sounds from the audience in front of him, Cindy is busy, too. But the sound is not a happy one. It is punctuated with the slap of a stout paddle and screams. Even without the paddle slaps, Doc can tell the difference between pain-screams and orgasm-screams. These are definitely from pain. Technically, Doc is not supervising Cindy’s punishment; the head courthouse guard is. These guards are not under Smoky’s supervision and seem to be very undisciplined and un-professional. The Judge’s court order calls for the lead guard to teach Miss Cindy, a common whore and licensed to A.M. Jones (whoever he is), lessons in ‘self control’ and ‘discipline’, and that these lessons can not run past 2PM the following day and that’s all the order specifically calls for. This gives the lead guard a lot of latitude to decide how to punish her and what lessons to teach her. However, the Planetary Council has several sets of rules for the treatment and punishment of prisoners depending on the punisher’s job description. The list for courthouse guards is as follows ;
GUARD’S LIST
FORBIDDEN ACTIVITIES WITH PRISONERS
This list is commonly called the ‘no-no list’ because of the multiple uses of the word ‘no’. And every guard has a copy of it on the back of his guard ID badge, least they forget. Guards are often suspended or fired and forced to pay restitution for violations. The rules for jail guards, branders, courthouse guards, jailers and even jail doctors are all slightly different, however many items are in common between the groups. For example, branders are exempt from the no serious burns rule and jail doctors are allowed vaginal, anal and oral penetration with medical devices for medical studies and treatment of a prisoner’s maladies. It is this exemption that allows Doctor John to have Miss Easy fucked by Mr. Rob Bot, as part of a public demonstration of sexual abilities, which is a kind of study.
Doc surveys the scene at the eastern stage. There are several violations of the guard’s no-no list. First, the prisoner, Cindy Cums, is bleeding from several long cuts, probably caused by the edges of the leather strap, which appears be have been used improperly during her beatings. Second, Cindy is laying on her back with her head hanging over the edge of the table and she is sucking the cock of one of the townsfolk. Third, she is being vaginally fucked with what appeared to be a wooden table leg. Finally, and worst of all, the guards are charging money for her sexual services and for the chance to give her ‘10 good smacks’ with the strap.
Doc locates the lead guard and says, “How is she doing. Have you taught her anything ?”
“Are you crazy ? Does this look like a schoolhouse ? We’ve been beating her just like the Judge said we should.”
“Let me see your copy of the court order.”
The lead guard takes a sealed envelope from his breast pocket and hands it to the Doctor.
“You haven’t even open the envelope and read the order. How do you know what you are supposed to do to her. It says here you are to give her ‘lessons in self control and discipline’. So, what have you taught her ?”
The guard, sensing he is in trouble for not reading his instructions, thinks quickly and comes up with the following explanation.
“We are teaching her how to be whipped, flogged and paddled.”
“Looks to me, like you are teaching your guards how to use a whip, flogger and paddle.”
“We are teaching her how to suck cock, and how to be fucked in her pussy.”
“She is a whore, she already knows how to suck cock and how to be fucked.”
“We are teaching her respect, man, respect.”
“Well, on that point you might be right. But you are also teaching her fear.”
Guard, I am going to write you up for your actions to night, and your whole crew for violating their no-no list. Have your men stand down, while I give her a medical examination to determine the extent of her injuries, ascertain if she can continue with her lessons and see if I should have charges filed against you and your men. Go sit on a curb somewhere close by. Your shift is not over yet and you have not been relieved.”
The guards withdraw voluntarily and discuss how best to keep from loosing their jobs and get their stories straight. Doc steps up on the stage and has the townsfolk get off, but not in the way some of them wanted. Cindy is drunk and she can’t keep her head from hanging over the edge of the tilting table. Doc puts a new pair of latex gloves on and gingerly probes at her pussy before slowly pulling the table leg out. He inspects both the makeshift dildo and Cindy pussy for traces of blood. Thankfully she’s not bleeding. He spreads some antibiotic / anesthetic ointment on his gloved fingers and coats her pussy as far inside as he can reach. He inspects her hands and feet for broken bones and presses on her abdomen in several places looking for a painful reaction, which would be an indication of internal injuries. He grabs each breast in both his hands and inspects for abnormal masses. He can feel the silicone implants that keep her tits 3 sizes above the average ‘C’ cup. Even though they are half fake, Doc still admires her tits and the skill of the surgeon who did the work.
He unties some of her ropes and slides her down so that her head is on the table, not hanging off the end. “Hi ya, Doc,” says Cindy. “Do you like my new dress ? That’s a joke; you’re supposed to laugh; ‘cause I’m not wearing a dress. Where is my pimp, A.M. Jones ? Did you pay him for a blowjob or straight sex ?”
“Spoken like a true whore,” says Doc as he continues his exam, but so far he hasn’t seen any damage serious enough to stop her ‘lessons’. “How do you feel ; nauseated, hot or cold, dizzy, sleepy ?”
“I feel a lot better, now that those bastards have stopped beating me. Other than that I’m thirsty; I could use another beer. Doc, can you buy a poor working girl a beer ?”
“That’s a good idea. I am always willing to buy a naked woman a drink.” He gives a townsfolk guy a 10 credit note and asks him get a bucket of ice and as many beers as 10 credits will buy. “I’m going to sit down on that bench there by the side of the stage and keep an eye on you, but I have a call to make first. Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere. You just stay calm.”
Doc takes off his white lab coat and goes to the bench, then calls to Smoky on his comm. link. “Hey this is Doc. How is it going over there ? Any trips to LaLa land ?"
“She was on the border, but we zapped her back. I got the defibrillator up to 65. I think she can take more, but why change ? 65 does the job just fine.”
“OK, keep her at 65. Anything under 100 should be safe. When we use a defibrillator on a heart patient, we start at 250 and go up from there. Any ‘O’s ? or is she still on the 6-cm dildo ?”
“She’s done with the 6 and doing 6.5 right now. Or Mr. Bot is doing her, I’m not sure which is which.”
“OK, lets try jumping Mr. Bot’s speed up to 1.2 per second, but do it slowly. Lets see what she’s got.”
“She’s got a lot. That anal-shocker you made tightens up her cunt just right and the 1 cm wonder has found a home on her clit. How are things over there.”
“Not so good. I’m going to have to write a report on this one. The lead guard didn’t even read his the court order. I can’t leave her in this situation. I have to stay until shift change and these asshole courthouse guards go home. I’ll call you back in a minute.”
A shady looking character wearing a fedora style gray hat sits down on the bench next to Doc. He’s talking on a communicator also and it sounds like he is arguing about the cost of a 3-way sexual tryst. Doc listens more intently.
‘I don’t care if you were in last week or not. The cost of a room with 2 girls is 45 credits. Take it or leave it. . . (a pause) . . . OK, then don’t come back,’ the guy says sharply and snaps his comm. closed. Yup, definitely a pimp.
“Hey, I’m John, but they call me Doc. Are you her pimp ?” he asks, pointing to Cindy.
“Yes indeed. I’m the not so proud owner of the exclusive whoring rights to Cindy Cums, whore license number 45658. My name is A.M. Jones. Pleased to meet you, but as you can see, Cindy is not available just now.”
“I’m not interested in her specifically, and only slightly interested in whores in general. Mostly I’m just there to watch the spectacle. Your girl up there has been taking quite a beating here tonight. How do you expect to make any money from her with all those bruises ?”
“Don't matter. The Judge revoked her license. She can't work until I get it reinstated.”
“She looks a little too old to make a lot of money for you anyway.”
“Mister Doc, she's only 30, and should be in the prime of her whoring career. Most people think she's 35, or older and on the downward side to early retirement. She looks pretty good when you clean her up. You know she is from off-world and she already had the silicone put in those tits the day she landed. Those 'A' brands are from xs987 beta. They came with her, too. She's only been here, ah, not even 2 years. The day she got off the starship I bought her. Got her real drunk that night. Next day she was inspected, licensed and branded on that sweet ass. I had her on her knees working that night. She was sucking cock within 48 hours of landing. She made me good money at first. Everyone wants to fuck the new girl. Except she has this stubborn streak, and some ‘professional’ limitations.”
“I've witnessed her stubborn streak first hand, but what are her limitations ?”
“She can't take it up the ass, without bleeding for a week, for one. And no customer wants to pull his cock out and see blood all over it.”
“I agree. I don't like to see blood on my cock, either.”
“And second, she don't like getting fucked in her cunt, neither. It just doesn't turn her on, she says. But she do like to give head. That girl can suck the brass plating off a doorknob and swallow a cock 25 cm long. She can swallow your rod and lick your asshole at the same time. She is a regular little Miss Oral Annie. She keeps looking for a guy she can love and who will love her back. No one wants to love a whore. I mean, really love 'em; like be seen in public with 'em; like take ‘em home to met their grandma. And she can't follow my orders. She undercuts my standard price without my say so.”
“Looks like she can't follow the court's orders either.”
“Mister, I got 6 other girls, and lately, Cindy is the worst of ‘em all. I got this nice place outside of town we call the 'chick-and-raunch'. We were having a hard time attracting customers, so me, Cindy and 1 or 2 other girls would come into the Village on slow nights to work the bars. That’s when she got arrested last week.”
“I got bills out the ass, and health inspections for my working girls are due next week Wednesday. Cindy is costing me a lot more than she is worth and I don't see it getting any better, especially if she gets a big fine. So I gets this great idea, that if she is really bad, the Judge will give her some jail time, instead of a high fine. I won't have to feed her. I won't have to pay for her health inspections. And I'll have an empty crib where I could add a new girl, who can make me some real money. Know what I'm saying ? Right now, it looks like my plan is working perfectly. I got her into one hell of a brawl in the Judge’s courtroom. I told her, before the hearing, that Old Judge Fairvert likes to have a girl’s tits cut in his courtroom, to see what color they bleed. So when they tried to inspect her tatas for silicone, she started punching and kicking at any man who tried to touch her. It was great. It looks like she'll get jail for sure.”
“Mr. Jones, if she gets jail time you come out ahead, I guess, except that you don’t make any money off of her when she is in jail. If she gets a big fine you lose. But if she gets jail time AND a big fine, you get screwed twice as bad. The way I see it, 2 out of 3 times you lose. I don’t like your odds.”
“Hmm, now that sounds like a plan. I wish I could cut my losses and just dump Miss Cindy Cums. Good riddance to bad rubbish.”
“I see your point. But there is another girl here you might be interested in. That hot, Miss Easy babe, on the small stage. I've been watching her too. She can fuck all night and she LOVES it. She has 100% natural tits and they are perfect. Here, look at this picture I took of them. She is going to get branded with her first 'A' tomorrow, she's never had a kid, and she’s never even had a manager ! She just got divorced and needs a place to stay. She is ripe for the taking. A smart pimp, with a roll of cash could easily persuade her to go pro. Too bad you are going to miss your chance at her, because you have no money, and no place to put her, and are too busy over here ‘managing’ some wet whore with a bladder problem.”
“Damn. I really got to get rid of Cindy, and fast. If I didn’t have her, I could sign up that Easy babe in a flash. I knows my way around getting ‘em to sign without them even knowing they did it.”
Doc has A.M. Jones sniffing the bait, now he sets the trap. “I know a guy who is looking to get into the whore trade. He’s got no girls, no experience, but he has some cash. He is looking for a lot of bargain girls and not just one quality girl. He might go for Cindy, if the price was right. He is here, on the square tonight, but I don’t know where right now. You write down your deal, on a legal bill of sale, so that all he has to do is sign it and pay you the money, he just might do it tonight. He is a little drunk, so he's an easy mark. Just don't tell him Cindy's license has been suspended, or that will kill the deal. You'll be making a little money on the deal, completely eliminating your liability, and opening up a place in your bordello for Miss Easy with the best pair of tits on the planet.”
“Wow, that’s a great idea. You got a pen and paper I can borrow ? Do you think 200 credits is too much to ask for Cindy ?”
“Hey. I can give you a pen and paper, but bargaining advice is not my forte. You're a businessman, and you have to make your own deals.”
In 3 minutes, A.M. Jones writes out an abbreviated bill of sale for the exclusive whoring rights to Cindy Cums for the price of 150 credits, payable in cash. That he, as the seller, makes no claims as to Miss Cums’ profit potential as a performing whore and that the new owner assume all future costs associated with Miss Cums upkeep and regulatory fees. And that the sale would be effective as soon as payment was received.
Doc pockets the offer and says, “I’ll go find my friend. You stay near your whore. I think you just earned yourself 150 credits.”
“That’ll make my day,” says A.M. Jones. “But right now I got to go take a piss, but I’ll be right back in a shake.”
A Public Spectacle
Chapter 9 – Victories, Small and Big
Doc looks over at Cindy, who appears peaceful enough, given that she is naked and tied to a table in the public square.
“Smoky, you there ? Its me, Doc.”
“What’s going on ?” replies the old Jailer.
“I need 5 m of thin electrical wire and a big flashlight. I think both of these items are in the toolbox. And 150 credits. Can you sent one of your guys over with the stuff ?”
“No can do. I got jobs for all my crew. I’m tapped out. And where am I going to get 150 credits this time of night ?”
“Take up a collection from your crew. It has to be in cash, but I’ll pay all of you back tomorrow after the banks open. You know I’m good for it. I’m buying the whoring rights to Miss Cindy Cums, for her own protection. How is the crowd over there ? Are the peaceable, could you spare Jara for 5 minutes ?”
“They are pretty calm. OK, I’ll scrape up as much cash I can and send Jara. Is that it ? ‘cause I got to go, Miss Yvette’s leg is quivering again, so she’s got another orgasm building.”
Doc snaps his comm. link shut and thinks, ‘damn, girl you do want to challenge Goliath.’
Just then the man comes back with 4 beers in a bucket of ice. Doc figures he has been over charged by at least 3 credits and doesn’t give him a tip. After splitting a beer with Cindy and watching Yvette cum for the crowd around her stage, Jara shows up with the wire, a flashlight and a thick envelope.
“Its only 125. That’s all we had between the 5 of us jailers and Ellie. too.”
“It’ll do. OK thanks. Get back to the other side of the square. They are getting ready to insert the 7 cm dildo and they may need you. But also give a message to Yvette. Tell her its 11:15PM. Tell her the next dildo is 7.0 cm in diameter. Tell her she has 4 to go before challenging the monster dildo, Goliath. Got that ? Tell it to her just like I told it to you. And tell her to scream when see cums. I want to hear her scream all the way across the square. And tell her NOT to sign anything at all, no matter what it is or who gives it to her, especially not an autograph for a shady looking pimp in a gray fedora. Now go.”
“Yvette, if you got the right spirit. If you got enough squeeze left in that pussy. If you are the horny slut, I think you are. Then Goliath is going down,” says Doc in a low whisper, but Cindy hears it too.
“Doc, you are a really nice guy, even though you had all those men piss on me ; twice. I know that there is little harm in wearing some peepee and that by making such a stinking mess of me, you were saving me from those 4 sadists masquerading as guards,” says Cindy.
“So you have it all figured out, do you ?” asks Doc as he puts his lab coat back on.
“Yes. Well maybe. But I know that you and that Yvette chick on the other side of the square have some chemistry between the two of you. I can hear it in your voice when you talk about her. I don’t understand what it is, but I’m jealous of her. The two of you could have the romantic spark that I have dreamed about for a long time. I’ve wanted to have that kind of spark with a man every since I was a boy-crazy girl with hormones playing ping-pong in my brain. I thought that by dating lots of guys, I would meet the one with the spark, but it didn’t happen. I thought that by getting really big tits, a man with the spark would find me, but he didn’t. I thought that by having lots and lots of sex, I could make the spark happen without any one guy. But even after I became a whore and was getting fucked 20 to 30 times a day, the spark wasn’t there. It never came. It never came. You go over and be with Miss Yvette and make those sparks fly. Somebody should have a good time, every once in a while.”
Cindy just lies there and cries.
“You’re a crazy romantic dreamer, Miss Cindy Cums, and a little bit drunk, but you are the most un-common whore I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. I like you enough to save you until midnight and maybe until dawn. Trust in me, I may be the only chance you have. Because if you think this first set of guards were bad, the second shift ones are even worse. Here, drink another beer, you will need it for ammunition. I got some work to do on your pussy. Don’t worry, it wont hurt a bit.”
With that Doc, starts creating another cobbled-together sex-toy. He unrolls the thin electrical wire and strips 2 or 3 cm off each end. He then removes the bulb and lens assembly on the flashlight and connects the + connection with one end of the wire and connects the – with the other ; thereby creating a short circuit. This has 2 principal effects, it drains the batteries and heats up the 5 m length of wire, which causes 2 secondary effects. It burns Doc’s finger and softens the plastic insulation around the wire. Before the wire can cool, Doc pulls the entire length of copper conductor from the insulation leaving a 5 m long very small diameter plastic tube and 5 m of trash wire. It is the tube he wants, no the wire. The tube is the closest thing to a medical catheter he can easily lay his hands upon.
“OK I’m ready, but first we have to get you and this table moved between the twin whipping posts. I’ll need help and the guards are worthless.”
“Tell me about it,” say Cindy.
Most of the people have drifted to the other side of the Village Square, or gone home. But Doc finds 5 other men, who look strong enough to lift the table and not so drunk to have it fall on them. Together, they re-position the table just the way Doc wants it.
“Cindy Cums, what can we give these fine men of NuGreenleaf as payment for their services ?”
“Well, I can’t have sex with them, at this moment, but I can give then a kiss they will never forget, if they lean down to my level and feel my tits.” The 5-men need no further invitation. Each of them in turn gets a long passionate kiss, full on the lips and with a lot of tongue, and a free feel of Cindy’s E-cup hooters. When the payment / kiss is over, each guy is actually blushing !”
Doc cuts the wire insulation exactly in half, then standing on the tipping table, a very risky maneuver, and ties the end of each plastic tube to the top of the posts but leaves 12 cm of tube loose in the air.
“I liked the sight of you standing over my helpless, naked body. You really know how to turn a girl on, Doc,” says Cindy jokingly.
Doc climbs down and with the help of a dab of antibiotic ointment, he slips both of his make shift catheters up Cindy’s urethra, quickly tapes them in place and jumps off the stage. The effect is slightly delayed but the tubes emit an uncontrolled shower of tiny piss droplets all over Cindy and the surrounding stage. The direction of the shower is unpredictable, due to the length of un-secured tube at the top of each post.
“Oh damn. Not this again moans Cindy,” as the fine spray shoots this way and that.
“Cindy,” says the Doctor from the relative safety of the ground behind the stage, “the more you drink the more you pee. But try to control your bladder until you need that piss to ward off a sado-crazed guard who wants to hurt you. Are you done, for now ?”
“I think so.”
“Good,” says Doc as he hangs a small sign on the whipping post. It reads ;
Medical Study in Progress. Do Not Disturb.
Then he turns to the whore tied to the table, “Hey there, you sexy, naked babe, want to share another beer with me, if you promise to hold it, until I am out of range ?”
Cindy laughs, for the first time in a long time. “Hey Doc, it’s got to be close to midnight, I’ll be OK for a while. Go over and see what your Miss Easy is up to. I got to know how big of a dildo she could take. I can’t take much more than a 4.5-cm. I’ve heard her scream 2 or 3 times, since you came over here, but they sounded like ‘happy screams’; like she was doing the big ‘O’. She might be ready to challenge Goliath. I just got to know if she wins.”
“OK, but I’ll be back to check on you in a few minutes.”
Doc, takes off his lab coat and finds AM Jones on the bench where they had met 15 minutes ago. He signs the bill of sale ‘John Moore’ which is his given name and puts 25 of his own credits in the envelope. “Hey, glad I found you. He signed it ! You just earned 150 credits. Here it is. All cash-money. Go on the stage and tell Cindy, she has a new manager. You can kiss that burden goodbye.”
AM Jones smiles a big toothy grin and climbs up onto the stage. Doc doesn’t hear the exchange between the pimp and his ex-whore. He watches as AM shows Cindy the bill of sale and then quickly gets off the stage. The urine fountain sprays for a little while more then stops.
Doc approaches Cindy. “So are you done ?”
“Yes. That felt so good, to be able to piss on that bastard. Got any more beer. I need one to celebrate my victory and to reload. I wonder who this fellow, John Moore, is. I don’t know any pimp-managers by that name.”
Doc feeds her another beer and takes the last one with him. “Sorry, I almost forget Yvette. It’s 11:35PM and I got to go. Don’t piss on the new guard crew, unless you really have to.”
With that, Doctor John Moore sprints across the Village Square, just as Yvette screams and the crowd goes wild ! The TV crew has moved in a boom camera and has it elevated about 5 meters and point straight at Yvette’s pussy. With beer in hand, Doc comes to the side of the small stage where Smoky is setting down the controller.
“She did it. She got off with an 8.5 cm dildo in her ultra-stretched pussy and no LaLa land ! Her cunt is big enough for a bus to drive through !” says Smoky.
Doc is not as enthusiastic. “I have to see her,” he says as he steps up on the stage. Yvette is suspended from the bungee cords. With one look, Doc is convinced she could not stand on her own. Her face and tits are dripping with sweat and her pussy is dripping with her own very pungent juices. There is a noticeable puddle on the stage under her.
She sees Doc and gasps, “I did it. I did it ! I had an orgasm with an 8.5 cm rubber cock in my twat. Oh, I am so sore. But I’m OK. Where is Goliath ? I can take him.”
Doc inspects the 8.5 cm dildo before the guards clean it up. No blood. He gets out his penlight and sits in the puddle of sweat and cum and examines her pussy. It’s wrecked. It’s just a big hole and lays there open without closing at all. Doc leans forward for a closer look.
“Oh, Doc, I like the look of your head between my legs. If I weren’t so sore, I’d beg you to eat me,” says Yvette.
Her upper pussy around her clit is rubbed raw and he applies a little antibiotic ointment. Next he looks into her vaginal canal, without the need to spread her labia at all. He slides 4-gloved fingers into her without any resistance. “OK, Yvette, I have my finger in your pussy I want you to squeeze it as hard as you can.” He didn’t want to tell he had all 4 fingers in her pussy. This would certainly cause her to panic.
“There, was that hard enough ?”
“Ya, it was fine,” he says, when in fact he felt no pressure at all.
Doc, Smoky and the 4 guards confer on the grass behind the stage. Smoky says, “The Devil’s tickler won’t fit with the 9 cm dildo. The connection is different with the Goliath dong, and I can’t see how to make ‘em go together. May be you can Doc.”
“No time to re-engineer the connection. Just attach the monster without it. Her clit is too sore for the tickler anyway. Jock, how are you doing ? Did you feel any shocks as you were holding her by the tits ?”
“Yes. It makes my arms tingle and twitch uncontrollable, but I hold on.”
Hmm. Standing in that puddle of sweat under her doesn’t help. I’ll hold her this time. I have rubber soled shoes and they might protect me better than your leather soled boots. Here, Jock, go give her a beer. Tell her it’s Doctor’s orders. She should drink the whole thing.”
“Joe, lube Goliath with this,” says Doc as he hands him the anesthetic laced antibiotic ointment. “Use the whole tube, if you have to. But don’t let her see the dildo until the last possible moment. Now go.”
“I’ll show it to the crowd from behind her back, just like we did before,” says Joe.
“Jim, I know its pretty disgusting, holding that shocking anal plug under her, while sitting in a puddle of cum. Has she been passing gas or feces when being shocked ?”
“A few farts in the beginning, but not the stinky kind, like Jock’s”
“Hang in there. It’s almost over. Check the charge on the defibrillator”
“Charge is at 75%,” says Jim. “That should be plenty.”
Doc turns to Smoky and says, “Our replacement crew has not arrived, yet, but when they do, re-direct them to the other stage. It’ll take them a few minutes for the 2 new crews to get it sorted out. That gives a little more time. OK, lets go, and see what she has left for us.”
The 2 men step up on the stage, give a high-five to each other, over the naked and suspended sex-model. She burps from the carbonation in the beer. Doc stands behind her and says, “I’m going to hold your tits for this one and coach you through it. Don’t be scared. I may swing you a little to match Mr. Rob Bot’s stroke, instead of just holding you stationary.”
Joe has slipped behind the 2 and lubes the giant dildo. He holds it up for the crowd to see. The audience cheers and ooos. Then as Joe comes around to put it on the armature, Doc leans down and gives Yvette a long passionate kiss. His lips migrate to the back of her neck and he gives her little love-bites in the same spot that got he juices flowing before. Joe finishes the installation of Goliath, and inserts 3 cm of the head end into her gaping pussy without Yvette even noticing.
Smoky announces, “Here she goes ! Yvette Easy, the first woman on xz345 delta to attempt to fuck the Goliath dildo.” Smoky starts to slowly advance the mammoth, 9 cm diameter, pink and black dildo into Yvette.
At that Yvette breaks off the kiss. “Oh my GOD ! Its HUGE !,” she yells.
And it is huge. Despite the lubrication, once it is halfway up her pussy, the ribs start pulling her inner labia lips and her clit into her cunt.
Doc says, “OK now breath, breath, deep breaths. That’s good, its almost there. Just a little more. Breath, breath. OK, you did it. Its all the way into your hot sexy pussy.”
Smoky calls out to the crowd. “SHE DID IT ! She has beaten Goliath !”
The entry stroke takes about 15 seconds. It’s sort of like giving birth in reverse. Yvette faints.
“Its alright. She just needs a little rest,” announces Doc to the crowd. The he whispers to Smoky, “set the defil to 35 and the duration to 0.2 and the frequency to 0.6, when you start withdrawing the dildo let the defibrillator run in pulse mode for all of the backward stroke, then switch it off until the next backward stroke.”
Smoky makes the adjustments then starts pulling the monster dildo out. By running in pulse at such a long frequency, Doc makes the sex-model’s pussy rhythmically contract around the tapered dildo, thus keeping her clit in constant contact with the dildo ribs for the entire withdrawal stroke.
“Mmmm,” moans Yvette. “Lets do that again. Smoky, will you please fuck me some more with that big, thick cock of yours.”
“I’m glad my Ellie isn’t here to hear that,” says Smoky. “Doc I only got 2 hands and its getting hard to operate both the defibrillator and the sex-machine.”
“Jock, help him with the defibrillator This is important, only zap her when the dildo is coming out OK ? She’s not exactly awake and not exactly in LaLa land either. Her brain thinks this is a naughty dream or something, so lets make it one she will never forget,” says Doc. “Smoky start a slow escalation until Mr. Rob Bot’s fuck-stroke is up to a 3 seconds per cycle.”
Smoky sends the big dildo up her pussy again, and on cue, Yvette says ‘Oh, yes. Fuck me.’ The crowd loves it, and repeats ‘oh, yes fuck me’. Jock softly zaps her on the return trip and Yvette says, “Oooooo”, which the crowd also repeats.
‘Oh, yes. Fuck me.’ Going in and “Oooooo” coming out.
The crowd loves it. The TV crew loves it. She may not reach orgasm at this pace but it’s a great show. The TV producer gives a big thumbs-up to Doc & Smoky.
“Jock, increase the charge to 75. Make her to really squeeze that dildo. Smoky, we haven’t got much time, so let’s go for broke. Quickly, increase speed to 1.5 second per stroke. I’m going to start swinging her body just a little to increase the penetration a few centimeters.” Them he asks the crowd, “Do you want to see Miss Easy CUM !”
Such a cheer goes up that Yvette slips into reality. And really feels the giant cock fucking her overworked pussy. “Oh, God ! Its so BIG !” and she screams on every entry stroke.
The crowd starts a rhythmic chat, in time with Mr. Rob Bot’s stroke.
‘Fuck, her, , , fuck, her, , , fuck, her’
Doc mauls her breasts and squeezes the nipples between his fingers. Yvette’s legs start quivering. The courthouse clock strikes midnight and the sex-model with perfect tits, cums, then passes out. The crowd goes absolutely berserk ; clapping, cheering, whistling celebrating Yvette Easy’s orgasm; her victory over Goliath. Even on streets 2 or 3 blocks away, cars are blaring their horns. It’s like New Years Eve, except they have beer, not Champaign, and there are too few ladies to kiss.
To be continued.
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