Chapter 04 -- After the meeting
As though her death was a signal, the members began dispersing in
ones and twos, followed in every case by several of the beautiful
slave girls. Marc and Jack came over to Ralph, followed by Juliette,
Marlene, and Susan. "Come with me," Jack told Ralph.
He led his entourage down a hall lined with doors. Above each door
were a red light and a green light. Some doors had only the green
light lit, some the red, some both, and some, neither. Ralph asked
about them.
"Well, the green light means a room is occupied, but that anyone
is welcome to come in and participate. A red light means that a
girl is or will be snuffed inside," Jack explained. "No lights
means the room is occupied, but uninvited guests are not welcome,
and that there are no plans to snuff a girl. That doesn't mean the
members can't snuff one anyway, just that they didn't enter with
the intention of doing so."
He led them into a room whose door stood open. He closed it, and
set the red light, though not the green one. Ralph nodded in
understanding.
"It is now coming up on eleven o'clock," Jack announced. "Since
Marlene needs to scream for eight hours to redeem her black marks,
I suggest we get her started now, and let her scream until at least
seven in the morning. Meanwhile, we can attend to Juliette. Now
although you are not yet a member, Ralph, within this room right
now, you may do anything you choose to Marlene, Juliette, and to
Susan, save that before using Marlene you need to check with me,
and with Marc before using Juliette. However, Susan is yours to do
with as you choose, without limit or restriction."
"Without" Ralph began to ask.
"Yes," Jack answered. "If you wish to, you are free to snuff her
out tonight."
Jack took Marlene over to the wooden horse on one side of the room.
"I had really wanted to see you ride the horse earlier this evening,
but you fucked that up. So here is the deal now. After you ride
the horse, you are going to receive 2000 strokes with the sjambok.
However, for every minute you ride the horse, ten strokes will be
taken off the total, up to a maximum of 1000. If, however, you fail
to make at least one hour on the horse, you will not only receive
the full 2000, but an additional 100 strokes for every minute you
fall short. Saddle up, girl. And of course, since you are redeeming
black marks, you are free to scream all you wish."
The three left Marlene to suffer, and turned their attention to
Juliette. Jack asked Marc, "What are your plans for her?"
"I was thinking a simple immolation would be entertaining. Okay,
not exactly simple. How about we get a blowtorch, and take turns
singeing off body parts? We'll stop when Marlene gets off the
horse." With that, he opened one of the cabinets that lined one
wall, and fetched out the torch. He lit it, and tuned the flame to
white-hot perfection.
"Since you are being snuffed," he reminded Juliette, "you are free
to scream and cry as you choose. But the only begging you may do
is to beg us to torture you more slowly, and more painfully. Is
that clear?" She nodded. "Good. Lay on the table, on your back."
She did so, and Marc proceeded to strap her torso, neck, thighs,
and upper arms to the table.
He took the torch to her right foot, and held it at a distance of
about a foot. He began to bring it nearer, listening to her as she
began to scream. Soon there was a smell of cooked meat in the room,
and her toes were beginning to blister.
"That reminds me, have you ever eaten girlmeat?" Jack asked Ralph.
"No."
"It is the most exquisite treat. Once a quarter, we have an all
day picnic and barbecue, and the rest of the time, the Society has
a member who is a butcher, who will be glad to process a girl for
you. That's the only meat I eat nowadays, except when I am eating
out."
Marc handed the hissing torch to Ralph, who proceeded to burn off
the toes on her left foot. Ralph handed the torch to Jack, who set
to work on her right foot. And so they went, passing the torch from
man to man, gradually burning off Juliette's feet, ankles, and
calves. She screamed like a banshee. It was music to all three
men's ears.
Finally, a buzzer sounded. "The horse has a pressure sensor," Jack
explained. Sure enough, Marlene had dismounted. "Only fifty minutes,
girl. Pity. That means you win an additional 1000 strokes of the
sjambok."
"That makes 3000 strokes, you know. I am not sure your ass could
take that many without becoming hamburger, so I will give you one
thousand to your ass, one thousand to your tits, and one thousand
to your belly, thighs, inner thighs, and cunt."
"Thank you for your courtesy, Master."
Jack motioned the girl over to a bar hanging from the ceiling on
a winch, with wrist cuffs at either end. She raised her arms, and
he cuffed them in place. He then turned to Ralph and Marc, and
said, "Would you gentlemen care to assist me? Ralph, you give her
strokes on the ass. I will do her cunt, and Marc her tits."
"One moment," Marc said. "I want to set up something to keep Juliette
occupied while we are attending to Marlene." He wheeled over a
small cart carrying some sort of electrical apparatus. He attached
leads to Juliette's tit, clit, cunt, and one in her ass. He pushed
a button on the front, and she immediately went rigid. After twenty
seconds or so, she relaxed. Then it repeated.
"I have set it up to give her shocks of random intensity and
duration. I have also set it to have a ten percent probability
that any given shock will be lethal. Would you like to hook up
Susan, Ralph?"
"Sure, why not." Ralph gestured Susan to another of the medical
exam tables in the room, and quickly got her hooked up to the
machine.
"But what happens if it zaps her while we are not paying attention?"
asked Ralph.
"Well," Marc answered, "one, there are plenty more snuffettes where
these came from, so if you miss seeing her death throes, you can
always just get another, and two, before some shocks, including
but not limited to the lethal dose, a buzzer will sound. It keeps
the girls on their toes, and lets us know to pay attention."
"Cool!" And with that, they turned their attention from the screaming
girls to Marlene. Each held a sjambok in his hand. They stood around
her, and by unspoken agreement, raised their arms and struck all
at the same time.
The reaction was instantaneous, and dick-hardening. Marlene shrieked.
They struck again, and again, and again. She continued to scream
like a woman possessed, and after she had received about two hundred
strokes from each man, slumped in her bonds.
Jack immediately fetched the smelling salts, and roused her. Just
as they resumed her torture, a buzzer sounded. All three stopped,
and turned to watch. It was Juliette's machine that was buzzing.
She writhed and screamed most entertainingly, but after a minute
or so, slumped. False alarm.
And so it went for the next hour or so. The men would torture
Marlene, who would periodically pass out. The buzzer would sound,
and they would stop to watch one (and sometimes both) girls suffer
potentially lethal shocks, and then back to Marlene.
Juliette's buzzer sounded again, and when the men turned to watch,
Marc nodded, surreptitiously, to Jack and Ralph. Ralph realised
that the decision to snuff Juliette was not random at all, and that
Marc had chosen this time to snuff her.
Sure enough, she screamed much louder and longer than Ralph had
ever heard a woman scream before that night. He wasn't sure whether
Juliette or Toni had screamed better, but he knew that both had
screamed beautifully. The odor of cooked meat again filled the
room, as she suffered and burned for their entertainment.
Finally, after fifteen to twenty long minutes, she screamed her
last. Ralph said, "That was fantastic. I have never seen anything
like it."
"You have seen nothing that compares to what you will see when you
are a member," Marc promised him. Ralph couldn't wait.
Suddenly Susan's buzzer sounded. As she began to writhe and scream,
Marc looked at Ralph with an eyebrow raised, questioningly. Ralph
realised he was being asked if he wanted to snuff Susan. He shook
his head, minutely. Not yet, he thought, but definitely tonight.