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The following entertainment is for adults only, and anyone not an adult is
hereby warned to go away. It deals with Lesbianism, Bondage, Discipline, Sadism,
Masochism, Dominance and Submission among a group of women and girls.

All comments to the author are sought after and will be greatly appreciated.
Contact me at cree.mr@verizon.net

Author's note: I wrote this story some years ago under my nickname and posted it
on a bulletin board. It deals with a continuation of a book I once read and
still have on my shelf.

The Circle.
Part 8
By Plains Cree


Story codes (fff, S/M, Tort)

 The Whip and Chain Club was located in a commercial section of the city. The
building was an old warehouse that had been renovated. The club was divided into
four primary areas. The Entrance and Social area with its bar and tables where
people could meet, have a drink, socialize, or negotiate a scene. The spectator
areas overlooked the main play area on three sides where people could watch the
scenes going on down below without disturbing the players. Descending a
staircase to the Main Dungeon area with its dozen scene stations for the players
to choose from. And last but not least, the Private Dungeon area with its
various rooms for the players to hold special secluded scenes.

 The women came into the club and headed in different directions. Ice and Swifty
went to the end of the bar. Cheryl with Valerie on a leash went to a table and
sat down. Penny went to the spectators area to watch some of the scenes that
were going on down below.

 There were several scenes going on. Two were dominant whipping submissive
scenes, a mistress leading her `puppy dog' around on a leash, and a bondage
scene with one woman tying another one. Penny found it to be an absorbing little
scene. The woman top was using an upright bondage frame and about 200 feet of
rope to create a spider web like structure.

 Suddenly a voice whispered in Penny's ear, "fascinating scene isn't it." Penny
turned and looked at the speaker. He was six feet tall with broad shoulders and
narrow hips and by any standards, handsome. He was dressed entirely in leather.
"My name is Bryan Slater. I'm your host and the manager here." His stance was
arrogance personified and his tone was condescending. "I don't recognize you. Is
this your first time at WAC?"

 "Yes." Penny answered.

 He began to rattle off irrelevant facts about the club and himself. Penny
listened with only half an ear. "I can see the slime oozing out of every pore,"
Penny thought to herself, " the only thing missing are the scales." Finally he
began to ask her about herself. Penny answered his questions with questions of
her own. This verbal fencing went on for some time until he invited her on a
tour of the club. Penny turned on the charm hoping to get him alone. He led her
down to the main play area to show her the various apparatus. He explained what
each piece was used for. Penny feigned interest in his explanations. The other
women began to converge on them.

 Bryan, next, led her to one of the private dungeon spaces. That was when he
suggested that they do a scene together. It was also what Penny was waiting for.

 "But I don't know you," Penny said in a coquettish voice.

 "But you want to, don't you."

 "Yes I do," she whispered.

"Then come with me," he ordered. Penny followed him and the other women followed
her. He led Penny passed the private dungeon area to another door.

"This is my own personal dungeon," he explained. "Before we go in, take off your
clothes. I only bring naked slaves in there."

"But I'm not your slave," Penny protested.

"But you will be," Bryan answered arrogantly.

Penny saw the other women creeping up behind Slater so she began to strip off
her clothes. She opened the zipper on her skirt, dropped it to the floor and
then stepped out of it. She could see Slater's mouth begin to water. To keep him
occupied, rather than remove her gloves or stockings, she slowly removed her cat
suit. Her breasts came into view as he opened the door to the dungeon. She
pushed the suit passed her hips exposing her neatly trimmed pussy. He turned
back to her as she stepped out of the cat suit.

"Inside slave."

"Yes sir," she responded and walked passed him into the dungeon. Before she
could get through the door, however, he reached over and grabbed her ass with
one hand and her breast with the other. Penny did not like this at all but she
had to put up with it to lure him into the dungeon. Once inside she turned and
waited for him. He picked up her cat suit and skirt before entering the dungeon
himself.

Before he could close the door of the dungeon, Ice pushed it open. She was
holding a silenced automatic pistol in her hand. Penny gasped.

"What the," he said startled.

"Shut up you snake," she ordered.

"We want to have a word with you. Put your hands behind your head. You to,
slut." Swifty, Cheryl and Valerie entered the dungeon.

Slater had no choice but to obey. His face began to look worried. Ice looked
around the dungeon, taking in the various pieces of equipment that were in the
dungeon. She started to issue instructions.

"You," pointing to Valerie, "go and get the bag I left at the coatroom." Valerie
nodded and then left the dungeon.

"You," pointing to Cheryl, "tie up his little plaything. I don't want her
interfering with our talk. Gag her too." Cheryl took a spool of rope that was
hanging for one wall. She turned to Penny who was standing against another wall
pretending to be frightened. Cheryl winked at her and then turned her around
pulling her arms behind her. Cheryl rapped the rope around Penny's wrists giving
the impression that they were more tightly tied than they actually were. She
pushed Penny down to the floor and then did the same thing to her ankles. Cheryl
took a handkerchief out of her pocket and then gagged Penny with it. "Done," she
said, as she turned to Ice for more instructions.

Ice who had never taken her eyes off Slater then said to him, "Strip."

"I certainly," but before he could finish the sentence Swifty punched him in the
solar plexus making him double over.

"I said strip," Ice ordered. To emphasize the order, she cocked the pistol in
her hand. Slater got the message he started to undress. By the time he was
finished taking off his clothes Valerie had returned with Ice's bag. You could
see the fear on Slater's face.

Ice pointed to a modified X-frame in the center of the dungeon. "Over there. You
know the drill." He turned and walked over to the apparatus. The X-frame had
been modified to rotate. The top of the X could rotate and become the bottom of
the X. "Turn and stand with your back to the frame." Slater followed the order.
Both Valerie and Cheryl strapped him to the frame. His wrists, elbows, upper
arms, chest, waist, hips, upper thighs, knees, and ankles were, in turn,
secured. Once that was finished, Ice grabbed Slater's hair.

"Now this is the way it's going to work. I ask a question and you answer it. If
I don't like your answer one of us will do something nasty to you. Got it?"
Slater nodded, by this time to frightened to speak.

Ice released his hair, and then turned toward her bag. Opening it she took out
the file John Case had given Cheryl. She also went to the pile of Slater's
clothes and picked up his briefs. She handed the file to Cheryl, took up a
position on Slater's right side and then pointed Cheryl to his left side. She
touched the rotate mechanism on the X-frame so that it was parallel to the
floor.

"OK. First question, do you know this woman?" Cheryl held up a picture of
Kathleen. He shook his head.

"How about this one?" Cheryl held up a picture of Sofia Engles.

"No I don't. I never saw her before now."

"Wrong answer, you weasel. We know she was here at least once in the past month
or so. As a matter of fact, this was the last place she was seen by anyone." Ice
said. "You know what that means."

Swifty walked over to the equipment wall as Ice said, "A cane, I think." Swifty
picked out a 3-foot rattan cane from the wall. She walked back the X-frame and
then took her place at the bottom where Slater's feet were. Slater tried to say
something but Ice shoved his briefs into his mouth and nodded to Swifty. Swifty
swung the cane hitting him hard on the bottom of the left foot. His body
stiffened as he screamed into his briefs.

"I'll ask you again, do you know this woman?" This time he nodded.

"Good boy, now tell me about her?" Ice said as she removed the briefs from
Slater's mouth.

"She was here last month. She walked around the club, met up with some woman and
then left. That's all I know."

Ice pushed the briefs back into Slater's mouth. Turning to Swifty she said,
"Right foot." Swifty hit him hard on the right foot. He stiffened again and then
relaxed.

"Tell me again, you sniveling worm," She said as she pulled the briefs out of
his mouth.

"I'm telling you the truth. She met up with a woman and then they went into one
of the private dungeons. After that, I didn't see them again."

"Tell me about the woman, was she tall or short, was she thin or fat. In short,
describe her."

I didn't get a good look at her. She was to far away."

Ice shoved the briefs back into his mouth. She turned to her bag and then took
out a 9-inch cylinder with some wires attached to one end and two prongs coming
out the other end. She, also, took out a black box and some duct tape. She used
the tape to hold Slater's briefs in his mouth. She plugged the wires from the
cylinder into the black box.

"This is my version of a cattle prod," she said as she poked Slater's leg with
the cylinder. Slater's screamed in into the gag as his body jerked against the
straps holding him to the X-frame. Ice moved between Slater's legs.

"I want you to tell me everything about that woman. Start with her name, where I
can find her, and anything else you can think of," then she touched the cylinder
to Slater's scrotum. Again, he screamed into the gag. He stiffened and then
passed out.

Since he was unconscious, Penny took the opportunity to get out of the bonds
that Cheryl had tied her with. She quickly got dressed and moved to a position
where Slater could not see her.

Valerie got a bottle of water from the club's bar and then gave it to Swifty.
Swifty poured some of it onto Slater. Slater regained consciousness.

"Are you ready to tell me about the woman?" Ice asked. Slater nodded vigorously.
"Then take out the gag," Ice said looking at Cheryl.

"Her name is Peggy. I don't know her last name. She works for a Woman who runs a
white slavery operation. They own an estate outside Braintree near the junction
of I95 and I93. That's where they take the women to train once they pick them
up." He said very quickly.
"How many people are on this estate?" Ice asked.

"I don't know. I've never been there," he replied.

"What does they do with the women once they're trained?"

"They sell them to whoever has the price."

"We need to get into that estate," Ice said to herself. "Can you set it up for
me to buy a woman from them?"

"I usually call Peggy when I spot a potential candidate. I can call to set up a
buy."

Ice turned to her bag. She took out a cell phone and 2 wooden dowels about 6
inches long attached by 18 inches of thin wire. She handed it to Swifty. Swifty
moved in-between Slater's legs. She held up the dowels so Slater could see. Next
she looped the wire and then quickly pulled the dowels apart. Then she looped
the wire around Slater's cock and balls and pulled slightly tightening the wire.
Then she waited for Ice.

"I'll dial the number then you can make the arrangements for me to buy someone.
But if you screw up, make one mistake or give one warning, my friend will
castrate you. I don't think you want that."

Slater nodded and told Ice the phone number. Ice dialed it and then waited for
someone to answer. She nodded to Slater then held the phone to his ear.

"Can I speak to Peggy, please?"

"Hello Peggy, it's Brian Slater."

"Yes, I'm fine. No, not yet but I have someone looking to buy if you're
interested."

"Good, can I arrange for them to come by and look at the merchandise?"

"Tomorrow at 11 A.M. That will be fine."

"OK, bye," Slater said looking at Ice. "It's all set, tomorrow at 11 A.M. at the
estate." He gave her the address.

Ice nodded to Cheryl. Cheryl replaced the gag in Slater's mouth. The women moved
out of Slater's sight.

"What do we do with him?" Cheryl asked.

"We have to leave him," Ice replied. "We have the keys to this dungeon so first
we make sure he can't escape. We wrap tape around his head so no one will hear
him through the gag and lock him in when we leave." They proceeded to do just
that, but before leaving Ice whispered in Slater's ear.

"If you get out and warn someone that we're coming, we'll be back to finish what
we've started." She nodded to Swifty. Swifty tightened the wire around Slater's
lower parts.


Kathleen was in extreme pain. She had been placed on her knees. Her wrists and
elbows were tied tightly together as were her knees and ankles. Her wrists were
tied to her ankles in a hog-tied position, her body forming a bow. Her breasts
were wrapped with a thinner cord that was then tied to a ring on the ceiling of
the dungeon forcing her to remain upright. She had been gagged with a penis gag
that almost made her choke. Matron or an assistant had come in to check on her
several times. Each time someone came in, Kathleen was whipped for a short time,
usually on her ass or thighs.

This time Matron entered. "Are you ready to serve us, slut?" Matron said while
picking up a small, vicious looking whip. Kathleen did not nod fast enough for
Matron, so Matron swung at Kathleen's breasts hitting first the right one then
the left one several times.

"Well,"

Kathleen nodded quickly. "Good," she said as she removed the penis gag from
Kathleen's mouth. Matron then raised her skirt. She did not have any panties on.
She grabbed Kathleen by the hair pulling her toward her pussy and said, "Lick
me."

Matron's pussy smelled and tasted horrible but Kathleen had no choice but to
obey. She licked Matron's pussy lips and clit to the best of her ability. It
still took a while for Matron to have an orgasm. After Matron was done, she
adjusted her skirt, and then untied the breast ropes allowing Kathleen to slump
down and ease the pain in her knees. From her waist pouch, she pulled out a
bottle of water. She let Kathleen have a long drink, and then she pulled out a
ball gag and fastened it into Kathleen's mouth. She lowered Kathleen, face down,
to the floor. She, then, took a rope from a side cart, tied one end to the
connection between Kathleen's wrists and ankles. The other end, she, ran through
the ring in the ceiling and down to a cleat on one wall. She pulled until
Kathleen was back in the bowed position, but this time she was on her belly.
Matron turned and then left the dungeon. Kathleen would remain like that for the
rest of the day.

Since Luann and Theresa had not given Matron or Peggy any trouble and had obeyed
their commands quickly they were treated a little better. Luann was made to
kneel on a platform. She was positioned with her back to the door of the
dungeon. Her ankles were spread wide and a spreader bar was placed in-between to
hold the ankles apart. Her wrists were bound in front of her body and then
attached to the spreader bar between her ankles. Her head had been forced down
onto a modified penis gag that had been fastened to the edge of the platform.
The penis gag was positioned in her mouth and then strapped in place. With her
head down and her ass and pussy up, she made quite a sight. Added to this,
Theresa had been made to stand over Luann's head with her legs apart and her
ankles tied to cleats at the edge of the platform. Her hands were tied together
over her head and attached to a ring hanging from the ceiling. Another rope had
been tied around her waist at her back and then run down between her ass cheeks
and pussy lips and then up to another ring about 6 feet away from the first
ring.

Later on Peggy passed by and seeing Luann's ass and pussy exposed and inviting,
she decided to have some fun by playing with them. She rubbed her hand softly up
and down from Luann's slit to her asshole trying to get Luann wet. It didn't
take long. Penny stuck, first two then three, fingers in Luann's pussy. She took
Luann to the edge of an orgasm and then stopped. Luann moaned and wiggled her
hips trying to bring make herself cum. Peggy pulled her fingers out of Luann
before this could happen. Next she added a vibrator to Luann's ass and one to
her pussy and then used some duct tape to hold then in place after turning them
on. Peggy, then, left them to see to some of the other captives. Theresa moaned
as she watch as Luann reached her first of several orgasms before the vibrator
batteries died. Theresa found that by pulling back her hips and then moving them
from side to side slightly, she could tighten the rope between her pussy lips
just enough to stimulate her clit toward her own orgasm. It took some time but
she too reached several orgasms before the end of the day.


Ice, Swifty, Cheryl, Penny and Valerie sat around the hotel room discussing
strategy on how to approach the next day's events.

Ice said to Cheryl, "I think you should take Penny and Valerie back to
Kathleen's and wait for us to contact you."

"No way are you going without us," Cheryl responded vigorously.

"Look, if they knew about Kathleen then it stands to reason that they know about
you, Penny and Valerie. And, what I mean by that is that they know what you all
look like. We could screw up the whole thing if they recognize any of you."

"I have a way to deal with that," Cheryl said, but I need to go back to
Kathleen's."

"Then Swifty and I will go reconnoiter the estate. I don't want to walk into a
trap of some kind."

The women packed, paid the bill and then went to their separate ways after
agreeing to meet at Kathleen's in the morning.

Several hours later Cheryl, Penny and Valerie arrived back at Kathleen's. As
Valerie closed the door, Penny grabbed Cheryl in a clinch and then kissed her
hard on the lips.

"That club made me so dammed horny," Penny said as they broke apart.

"Yeah, me too."

"So what are we going to do about it? Mistress. Penny asked.

"Well, go to the playroom, take off your clothes, kneel down and wait for me.
I'm going to change into something more appropriate," Cheryl said then she
turned to Valerie. "You too."

Twenty minutes later Cheryl walked into the playroom. She was wearing a spiked
collar, spiked half-gloves, a 3-inch wide leather belt with several steel rings
attached, and high-heeled shoes otherwise she was naked. Running down her right
hip attached to the belt at the top and belted at mid-thigh was a whip holder
with a whip inside.

The two women knelt with knees spread, hands on thighs and eyes downcast, on the
floor waiting for instructions. Cheryl went to one of the equipment boxes
scattered around the playroom. There she took out two sets of wrist cuffs and
several clips used to attach the cuffs. She gave the cuffs to Penny and Valerie
to put on while she lowered a 3-foot spreader bar from the ceiling. When that
was done, Cheryl ordered the women to stand so she could attach both to the
spreader bar. Penny and Valerie were made to stand face to face. Cheryl attached
their wrist cuffs to the bar, and then went to another box to get some rope.
Returning to the women, she took one piece of rope and rapped it tightly around
their waists, pulling them closer together. Cheryl took another piece of rope
and rapped in around the waist rope in between their bodies. Taking a third
piece of rope, Cheryl tied it to the waist rope behind Valerie's back and fed it
down between Valerie's ass cheeks and then up through her pussy lips, over the
cross rope, then down through Penny's pussy lips and up through her ass cheeks,
finally tying it off as the waist rope behind Penny. Their bodies were virtually
rubbing up against each other. Cheryl pushed their heads together in a kiss.

While Penny and Valerie were kissing and rubbing against one another, Cheryl
selected a deerskin flogger. The whip had 15 24-inch tails. It was not a
particularly hard whip; in fact it was a sensual whip. She began using it on the
women. Circling around them, she hit who so ever was in front of her at the
time. The pain from the whip and rope pressing against their clits and the
pleasure of their bodies rubbing against each other made for a jumble of
sensations. Their orgasms built up fairly quickly. Valerie was first to cum with
Penny cumming shortly after her.

Cheryl dropped the whip and then grabbed each woman by the hair turning her head
to her to be passionately kissed. As soon as she released them from their bonds
both women attacked her determined to repay her for the pleasure she had given
them.

Valerie pulled Cheryl down to the floor. Penny straddled her chest, facing her
feet, pinning her arms at her sides. Valerie spread her legs wide while Penny
lifted them up and back. They both dived in and working in perfect unison began
licking Cheryl's clit, pussy and asshole. Penny moved from her clit to pussy
lips while Valerie moved from her pussy lips to her asshole. Then they reversed.
Valerie moved from her asshole to her pussy lips while Penny moved from her
pussy lips to her clit. Back and forth they went driving Cheryl into a frenzy of
movement. Penny decided to use that movement by shifting backwards slightly.
This brought her own pussy in contact with Cheryl's face. Cheryl, already hot
from the whipping did not take long to reach her own orgasm. When Penny moved
off Cheryl's chest, Cheryl grabbed her and then pushed her over on her side.
Cheryl lifted Penny's leg and then began to lick her pussy. Penny did the same
to Valerie. Valerie got the silent message and then she did the same to Cheryl.
They formed a perfect circle, licking and sucking each other's clit or pussy.
And that was the way they spent the rest of the night.

End of part 8

All comments to the author are sought after and will be greatly appreciated.
Contact me at cree.mr@verizon.net

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