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In the haze of all this excitement Dominique was whispering in my ear,
"You done really well.  You have made me very proud that you are my
guest and you have earned your reward." All of a sudden I felt energy
start to transverse my body again.  The reward I been waiting for. 
What could the reward be? It had to be a slut.  The only problem was
the way I felt now, I didn't know if I could perform again with a
slut.  This was terrible.  All of a sudden the words of the "Ancient
Mariner" rang in my head, "Water, Water, Everywhere and Not a Drop to
Drink." Was this going to be my punishment.  Over a hundred sluts that
want to get into my pants and I can't get up.  I was not about to let
that happen.  By now I was fully convinced that I was hallucinating
and at any moment I'm going to wake in my own bed alone on a Saturday
night.  But before they bring that wake up wagon round, I was going to
give it all I got.  I was sure by hook or by crook, I got several more
orgasms left in me with the proper sluts.  All I had to do was play my
cards right and I could be in sexual nirvana again.  Little did know
that the night had just begun for me.  The Roissy Society not only
grabbed you by the balls, but it didn't let go until its sucked every
ounce of energy out of you in pursuit of their fantasy world.  I
quickly pulled my pants back up.  Little did I know they would be
discarded in the very near future.  Dominique before leaving the bar
area gave some further instructions to the Asst.  Manager about the
punishment of Annica.  Dominique told the Asst.  Manager that after
Annica had been fucked at least six times more, replace the slut strap
now locked onto Annica loins.  Dominique wanted the pain dildo out and
a pleasure dildo replaced in Annica's cunt.  To make sure that Annica
didn't have too much enjoyment, Dominique told the Asst.  Manager when
he changed the slut strap, have Annica from that point on warmed up
with a cutting whip and not the paddle.  Annica would soon be
replacing the pain in her cunt with a pain in the ass.  Dominique
smiled and said to me, "I don't want poor Annica to suffer too much
more after the hurting you put on her, but I don't want her to have
too much fun either.  She is being punished." With that we left the
bar area.  The night was still young and I was about to learn a lot
more about the Roissy Society fantasy.
             As the club was laid out, after leaving the bar area you
only could take two directions.  The first direction was through an
open passage way that lead to the back room and the loud music.  The
second exit was less conspicuous.  It was a large door to the right of
the bar area.  This door had no windows and was closed tight. 
Dominique headed for this door.  When I got to the door I noticed
there were no handles to open the door.  There was only the round key
to the right of the door.  Dominique used her ring key to open the
door.  The door slid open and a large room was revealed.  Dominique
called it the Mistress's room.  It was completely different from the
other rooms in the club.  This room was very plush and very quiet.  It
had a relaxing atmosphere.  There was no turmoil going on in this
room.  I noticed that there were at least ten Mistresses present. 
They appeared to be sitting around and having conversations.  I did
notice that several Mistress appeared to have someone under their long
leather dresses servicing them.  I saw in the corner two Mistresses
were examining a naked slut.  The slut was standing with her hands
locked behind her neck and legs spread wide.  One Mistress was using
the handle of her whip to test firmness of the slut's breasts. 
Dominique looked at the scene and said they were probably negotiating
a sale or transfer of the slut.  It was quite common to transfer sluts
from one Mistress to another during the term of the slut's contract. 
Very rarely would a Mistress keep a slut for the entire term of her
contract.  Most Mistresses only kept their sluts for a period of six
to eight months before they would sell or transfer them to another
Mistress.  I saw the slut was now facing the wall with her arms
extended and touching the wall.  She looked like a crook who had been
stopped by the police and was being frisked at a wall.  The Mistress
was during a very extensive frisk of this slut.  There was not an inch
of the slut's body that wasn't being felt by the Mistress.  I saw the
Mistress pull the whip back and deliver ten sharp lashes to the slut's
ass.  The slut rolled her ass a little, but maintained her position. 
I had heard the slut whimper, but she didn't raise her voice to
disturb the other Mistresses in the room.  The Mistress smiled and
said, "Good Slut." All the furniture in the room looked very
traditional with high backed chairs and coffee tables, however the
various rings and cuffs attached to the furniture showed these were no
ordinary pieces of furniture.  It appeared that every piece of
furniture in some way could be used to hold down a slut in various
positions.  Along the back wall there were a least a dozen club staff
sluts waiting on the beck and call of the Mistresses.  They were there
to serve the Mistresses in any manner the Mistress should desire. 
Whether it was serving drinks or servicing the Mistress.  The room
spoke of privilege and it was the Mistresses that were the privileged
ones at the Roissy Society.
          Dominique led me to a Mistress standing by an amour and
sipping a Cognac.  Dominique introduced me to Mistress Katrina. 
Mistress Katrina was living proof that middle aged woman could still
be knock outs.  Although her face clearly showed a women in her mid to
late forties, her body looked like a twenty year old.  She was long
and lean with a monstrous chest and nice sized ass with a wasp waist. 
Katrina was dressed like a lot of the Mistresses in this club.  She
wore a dress that was tight on top and fully flared at the bottom. 
Katrina was not bashful about showing cleavage under the theory, if
have it, flaunt it.  Katrina extended her hand to me and I kissed it. 
Katrina smiled and remarked.  "A gentleman, I like that." Dominique
was quick to add, "He was not too gentle with the slut in the bar."
Katrina remarked that she had observe meet put the slut through her
paces and I showed great potential as a member of the Roissy Society. 
Katrina said she was greatly impressed with my verve and excitement
even though I lacked the proper training.  However with the proper
training provided by the Roissy Society I could become a very fine
whip master.  Katrina asked what I thought about the club and the
Roissy Society as she reached down opened my pants and felt my dick. 
I said I felt like Alice in Wonderland.  Katrina laughed and said "You
haven't met the Queen of Spades yet and gave my dick a tight and
menacing squeeze." I was at first a little taken aback, but I realized
this was normal conduct by a Mistress of the Roissy Society.  That the
men like the women were treated as property and if I was going to be a
member of the Roissy Society I better learn that fact fast.  If I
wanted to taste the pleasures of the Roissy Society fantasy, I better
be prepared to pay the price that comes along with the fantasy.  I was
studying Katrina like a masterpiece painting when I saw a head bob
under her skirt.  Even as we spoke Katrina was being serviced.  I can
see why the Mistresses preferred those long wide skirts.  It allowed
them to be serviced without making a spectacle of themselves.  That's
the difference between a man and a woman.  If it was man being
serviced, he would want the whole world see the slut sucking his dick.
 A woman is more discrete.  Women tend to be more refined and laid
back and the Roissy Society reflected those characteristics.  The
Roissy Society was not into being showy.  The Roissy Society was class
not crass.  In the Roissy Society everything was done in dignified
manner.
          Dominique began speaking to Katrina.  She asked if Katrina
was still willing to provide the reward to her guest.  Katrina laughed
and said, "I was in fact just warming up the present for its
presentation to your guest." And with that Katrina lifted her skirt to
show the slut on her knees servicing her Mistress.  Katrina pulled the
slut back by her hair and ordered her to present herself to me.  In
one quick motion the slut turned around, got up, put her hands behind
her neck, spread her legs and threw her chest out.  My mouth went
slack.  Before me stood the prettiest black lady I had ever seen.  She
looked like a covergirl.  She was light skinned in her early to middle
twenties, she was a tall 5'11" and had a bust that matched Katrina. 
The slut smiled but did not talk.  She was dressed in a outfit similar
to what many of the sluts were wearing.  Her top consisted of a white
satin blouse that was cut off just below the breasts and a red pleated
skirt that barely covered her luscious ass.  Although all the private
parts appeared covered, but with little effort at all they could be
exposed or fondled without having to rearrange the clothing.  Anyone
could easily slip their hands under the short blouse or skirt to feel
the goodies without any fuss.  This was the taste of Roissy Society. 
Katrina told her slut to welcome the guest.  The slut stepped up to me
and kissed me gently of the lips.  She then proceeded to kneel before
and remove my dick  from the open pants and placed her lips just over
the tip of my cock.  The slut was using her tongue to lick the piss
hole.  I was in shock.  I tried to keep my cool by asking, "If the
slut had a name." Katrina answered, "Her name is Crystal, but you can
refer to her just as slut." I didn't know what to do.  I wanted to
feel the mouth of this lovely creature on my cock, but not at this
very moment under the scrutiny of the two Mistresses.  Katrina sensed
my uneasiness and told Crystal to rise.  Dominique asked, "Do you like
this slut.  Go ahead and feel if she meets your requirements." I
really now appreciated how the blouse relatively camouflaged the
movements of my hands on Crystals ample tits.  But when I reached
under her dress I felt the waist strap with the connecting slut strap
through Crystal's loins.  Katrina realized the impediment and ordered
Crystal to bend over and lift her skirt.  Crystal immediately obeyed
and lean over using the amour for support.  Katrina bent down and used
her ring key to unlock the slut strap from the waist strap at
Crystal's back.  Katrina stood up and told me to remove the slut strap
and have Crystal clean it with her mouth.  As I removed the slut strap
from Crystal, I saw Katrina use her ring key to open a drawer in the
amoir.  The drawer contained several sex toys and two very nasty
looking whips.  I quickly felt that this slut strap also had a cunt
and ass dildo built into it.  This time I was prepared for the
difficulty of removing the ass dildo.  I again gave a good yank at the
base of the ass dildo and it slowly came out.  It wasn't as big as the
ass dildo I pulled out of Annica's ass, but it was larger then my
dick.  The cunt dildo just slipped out and I unfastened the clip that
held the slut strap in front.  I held the slut strap in front of
Crystals mouth and with no hesitation Crystal began to use her mouth
to clean both dildos.  The cunt dildo had come juice all over it, but
the ass dildo was clean.  I saw that Crystal cleaned the cunt dildo
with relish, but gagged a little on the ass dildo.  The sight of
Crystal using her mouth to cleanse those two dildos got me horny
again.  I had never made love to a black girl before, but then again I
never did a lot of things I experienced today.  The Roissy Society
kept the action coming and I was going to enjoy it as long as I could.
            Dominique with a laugh said, "You kids go and play,
Mistress Katrina and I want to talk." Katrina quickly added, "Crystal
you play nice with the guest or I'm going to have to try out my new
whip in the dungeon on your ass." Crystal did not answer but walked
quickly to the door.  The door automatically slid open and once again
we were in the bar area.  The minute the door closed again and we were
out of Katrina and Dominique's sight, Crystal jumped all over me.  Her
tongue made a bee line for my throat.  Her hands were exploring my
pants and my dick.  She didn't stop for over five minutes.  It was
like they just let her out of a cage.  I in turn had my hands all over
her gorgeous body.  I was feeling all the nooks and crannies.  Finally
Crystal asked, "If I was going to buy a girl a drink." I asked her
wanted she wanted and Crystal replied  "Absolute in shot glass
straight up." I walked over to the bar with Crystal.  The barmaid
already had my whiskey ready when she asked if I wanted something for
the slut.  We did several shots watching the entertainment.  The
entertainment was Annica being paddled and fucked up the ass by the
men at the bar.  It was clear that Annica had already been used by a
least four men and was now servicing number five.  Crystal said she
watched me punish Annica and orgasmed seven times during the course of
the punishment.  She only hoped that she would be given to me for my
sexual use by her Mistress.  Crystal asked, "If I ever had brown sugar
before" and I nodded my head no.  Crystal then said she was going to
show me a time tonight that I would never forget.  Crystal asked if we
could move closer to the center of the bar and watch Annica perform. 
As we moved closer, I noticed that the gag had been removed from
Annica's mouth and she was whimpering lowly as the man was fucking her
up the ass.  It didn't take too long before Annica got another dose of
sperm in her rectum.  The man didn't linger at all.  Once he shot his
load, he backed off of Annica and got a staff slut to clean his dick
with her mouth.  I noticed that the man did return and drew a short
vertical line on Annica's forehead with a magic marker lying on the
bar.  Annica now had five such lines on her forehead.  Crystal had
taken my hand and put it on top of her cunt.  I knew what she wanted
and I immediately began to finger her cunt.  Crystal was in turn
fondling me and asked if we could stay for a little while as she
kissed me.  I could have stayed forever.  I was now getting my second
wind and it felt good.
          In less then two minutes the sixth man approached Annica. 
He stood right next to her at the bar.  When Annica saw his face, she
immediately began to flirt with him.  I could hear Annica politely
asking the man to warm her up with the paddle and fuck her up the ass.
 The man was not buying and Annica persisted in her quest.  I could
hear Annica ever so discretely extolling the virtues of her ass and
how she will make him very satisfied.  She even offered for the man to
squeeze her breasts to test their firmness.  An offer the man took her
up on.  For about a minute or two this man was getting his squeezes
in.  Annica did everything in her power not to scream out.  When she
couldn't hold it in any longer, she cried out in a high screech that
startled one of the barmaids.  I saw the Asst.  Manager hold up the
gag and wave it before Annica's face in a menacing manner.  Annica bit
her lip.  The man went back to his position besides Annica.  It took
at least several more minutes of carjoling by Annica before the man
grabbed the paddle and took his position at Annica's side.  I could
see that the club had positioned a staff slut on her knees directly
behind Annica to service the gentlemen as they whacked away with the
paddle on Annica's ass.  Annica's ass was as red as freshly polished
fire engine on Fourth of July Day parade.  Crystal was getting more
excited as the man prepared for the first whack.  The man was wasting
no time on Annica as he hit hard and he hit often.  I could feel the
pussy juices in Crystal flowing as she watched the beating.  She
popped quickly and then steadily as my fingers locked onto her clit. 
Crystal was swaying her ass against my crotch.  She politely asked if
I wanted her to make me come here in the bar or save it for the dance
floor.  I was stunned.  How stupid of me.  Of course that's what they
were doing in the back room.  They were fucking in public to the
music.  The thought was an instant turn on.  I could see that Crystal
was still fascinated with the use of Annica, so we stayed. 
Subconsciously I couldn't help but compare my performance to the
action happening before me.  I was sure my performance was better.
            I didn't take too long before the man was ready to take
the pleasure of Annica's ass.  He had hit her a good dozen or more
times and at the end Annica was signing in pain.  Meanwhile Crystal
was like a never ending volcano, her lava kept flowing and flowing. 
Crystal complained I was wearing to much clothes and began to remove
my sweater, shirt and undershirt.  I was now naked from the waist up. 
The barmaid kindly put my clothes in a safe spot and told me I could
get them anytime I wanted.  Crystal was now licking my front from my
stomach to my neck, but concentrating on my nipples.  Crystal asked me
to apply the red coating that the barmaids were wearing on there
nipples to her breasts.  I asked the barmaid for the stuff she had on
nipples and she leaned over to let me suck her nipple.  I took her up
on the offer for a second, but I then clarified I wanted to apply it
to Crystal's nipples.  The barmaid replied, "So the slut wants her own
spice" and came back with this glass container on a hot plate with the
red sticky stuff melting inside.  The applicator was a glass wand. 
Crystal immediately rolled her blouse up to expose those marvelous
tits.  They were like two large bowls of light hot chocolate.  The
nipples however were dark brown and protruding at least a half inch. 
You could see that Crystal was excited by the action.  I moved the
glass wand into the glass container and stirred it around making sure
I had the red sticky stuff on it ready to apply to Crystal nipples. 
When I touched the glass wand to Crystal's nipples she jumped.  She
said the red sticky stuff was hot and could I suck on the nipples and
make them wet.  I quickly obliged Crystal and had my tongue bathing
each nipple.  I then again attempted to apply the red sticky stuff to
Crystal's nipples.  I heard a small sizzle as the sticky stuff touched
my saliva, but Crystal didn't jump this time.  I was now painting
away.  My object was to turn those dark brown nipples candy apple red.
 I went to the container several times to accomplish my goal.  Crystal
moaned a couple of times when the fresh hot sticky stuff touched her
nipple but she hung in there and I had the sticky stuff covering both
her nipples all around aureole.  Crystal said that as the stuff dried
on her could she apply just a little to my nipples.  She said the
sticky stuff was an aphrodisiac that worked on both men and women and
kept them longer in the heights of ecstasy.  I was in a good mood and
allowed Crystal to proceed.  The minute the sticky stuff touched my
nipple, I jumped from the pain caused by the heat of the sticky stuff.
 Crystal laughed and apologized.  She said I could take it out on her
ass on the dance floor.  She made sure my nipples were swimming in her
saliva when she next made her move with the glass wand.  In a minute
she had coated my nipples with the red sticky stuff too.  Crystal said
that the women didn't require as much as the men to keep them aroused.
 I was getting aroused just by the sticky red stuff seeping in my
skin.  I could feel my dick was awake and ready for the next round.
              During our fun and games with the sticky red stuff,
Annica was involved in her own fun and games.  While I don't how much
fun it was for Annica because she was singing the blues.  The man was
fucking away and had now grabbed both of Annica's breasts and was
squeezing the life out of them.  Annica was responding by bellowing
out loud but short screams.  As I watched Annica being humped, I
pulled Crystal against my cock and began to finger her cunt again. 
Crystal began moving her ass in a circular movement in my crotch.  She
stopped for a second pulled my pants off and give them to the barmaid
and started again.  We both settled back to watch the final act of
this episode that Annica was being put through.  The man came with a
loud grunt and several short moans.  He then quickly exited Annica's
ass.  He too, once his dick was cleaned by the staff slut put his mark
on Annica's forehead.  At this point I noticed the Asst.  Manager get
on the phone.  In a minute Dominique appeared and unlocked the slut
strap from the back of Annica's waist.  Dominique noticed us standing
at the bar with our bare chests and painted nipples and said, "Having
fun kids, go dance." I wanted to see what they was going to happen to
Annica, so I stuck around for a little longer.  I saw that Asst. 
Manager approach with a different slut strap.  It looked like the same
slut strap already inside Annica except the cunt dildo had no spikes
and had a switch on the bottom.  This was pleasure dildo.  I watched
as the Asst.  Manager carefully remove the pain dildo with it spikes
from Annica's cunt.  This man had a lot of experience at this.  The
pain dildo was soaked with Annica's cunt juices.  The Asst.  Manager
then proceeded to wipe this come off on Annica's sore ass.  Annica
stood still as the cunt juice was dripped on her toasted behind.  When
the Asst.  Manager took his hand and rubbed the juice into Annica's
ass she started to roll her ass and moan.  Annica's ass was sore and
it was going to hurt a lot more before the night was over.  I watched
as the Asst.  Manager inserted the new dildo into Annica's cunt and
arranged the large oval over her asshole.  He then locked the slut
strap shut at her back and turned on the vibrator.  Annica was soon
oohing and aahing and her ass began to dance.  I saw a small smile
come over the Annica's face.  You can tell she was ecstatic that this
pleasure dildo had replace the cruel pain dildo with its spikes.  That
smile disappeared quickly when the Asst.  Manager produced this long
thin whip and took the paddle away.  As a test the Asst.  Manager laid
three good lashes to Annicas's ass.  Three welts were produced
immediately.  I could tell before the night's over the welts would
rupture and Annica ass would start to bleed.  The Asst.  Manager now
hung this wicked whip where the paddle had been before and went back
behind the bar.  Crystal was now ready to leave and so was I.  I
couldn't wait to see this dance floor and the people cavorting on it. 
As I was leaving I saw that Annica was still gyrating her ass as the
vibrator was working its magic in her cunt.  The gyrating quickly
stopped as I saw a new gentleman pick up the whip and swing away at
Annica's ass.  It was going to be a long night for Annica.  What I
didn't knew was that it was going to be a long night for me also.
	             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
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. They're 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 on 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. Annica was
shaking with terror. I asked, "What did she do". Annica 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 singer 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. 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.
             The dancers were getting impatient. It had been over five
minutes since the last song ended and the dancers wanted to get back
in action. All around me, the dancers were getting back to heavy
petting. The were reacquainting themselves with their partners body
cavities. A staff slut was handing out little pouches of skin lotion.
I saw the dancers grab the pouches and proceed to rub it into their
partners bodies. Crystal grabbed two pouches. In a minute I was
rubbing the skin lotion deep into Crystal's pussy. I noticed that many
of sluts were showing shiny red tits and pussies after the lotion was
applied. I could now see the effects of the Pussy Whip on the slut's
bodies and I liked it. It started slowly but soon the crowd was
calling in unison "Whipping Post, Whipping Post". They were shouting,
"We want Whipping Post". I asked Crystal if someone was going to be
whipped at a post now. Crystal looked at me strangely like I should
know the crowd was calling a for a song. I asked Crystal if the song
had a chorus that went like, "I'm Chained to The Whipping Post and I
Feel Like I'm Dying". Crystal with astonishment said, "Yeah, that's
the song. You actually know about it. It's a real song". I told it was
a real song done by the Allman Brothers and probably known by most of
the South. Crystal was amazed, she thought this band made it up. As I
said, Crystal was not into Rock'n'Roll, but she was into fucking and
that's all that mattered at this minute. The crowd got louder and I
joined in
the shouting with Crystal. The women lead singer who's tits and ass
were clearly on display went to the microphone and said, "You people
are animal sluts. You want "Whipping Post" you got "Whipping Post" for
the next forty minutes. Get ready to party." With that the house
lights went out and band broke into the guitar attack. The crowd went
bananas. I was trying to figure if I ever heard a forty minute version
of "Whipping Post" before. When the spot light showed a male lead
guitarist wailing away on his guitar as his dick sticking out, I knew
this was going a very different version of "Whipping Post" then I'm
used to. I was about experience a rendition of "Whipping Post" that I
would never forget. After experiencing the rendition of "Whipping
Post" as performed by this band, I would forever think of the Allman
Brothers as choir boys.
                 The sound system was very good and so was the band.
They actually played very well. They went to a two drum setup like the
original Allman Brothers to drive the beat forward. Crystal began to
bounce to the beat. It was delightful to watch Crystal's tits and
pussy come into view as the skimpy coverings lifted up as Crystal
bopped to the beat. I couldn't stop watching the scene around me.
There was enough girl flesh on the dance floor to keep a platoon of
soldiers happy and the slut's were displaying all their wares in the
most provocative ways. You couldn't help but get sucked into this
outrageous sexual free for all. Crystal motioned for me to suck her
nipples. She was a little unprepared when I immediately started to
nibble at the red sticky stuff on her nipple, but she quickly got to
like it. Whatever was in this sticky stuff it was effective. My rod
was rigid again in a short time. I looked stupid wearing a hardon
coming through my underwear. In the spirit of the mood that prevailed
in this room, I removed my briefs and tossed it into the crowd. I
didn't see where it landed but I heard a girlish squeal a moment
later. Later in the evening, I saw a slut dressed only in a pair of
men's brief and it looked good on her. As the band played, the dancers
moved from conventional dirty dancing to being plain dirty. Couples
from the dance floor would ascend the stage and put on their own
exhibition of lewdness to inspire their fellow dancers on the floor. I
was pleased when I saw that several valets were not bashful to display
their prowess in exciting their slut or in the case of one valet his
two sluts. On the dance floor, from time to time, numbers of sluts
would get together and form one large groping mass of girl flesh.
Crystal made sure that I paid attention only to her. Crystal was not
about to share me with any other slut. She wanted my cock only for her
sexual pleasure. I tried to be cool, but I was totally lost. I had
lost all concept of time and reason. I had progressed from nibbling on
Crystal's breasts to actually taking some healthy bites. Poor Crystal
would be sporting my teeth marks on her tits for several days. Instead
of discouraging me from this conduct, Crystal was urging me on further
to greater excesses. Just when I thought I had seen everything, the
stage show was about to begin.
          After at least fifteen minutes of non stop kick ass music
the band went into the drum break and the crowd went crazy. Even
Crystal was screaming at the top of her lungs. They were screaming,
"Whipping Post, Whipping Post, Whipping Post". Crystal with a knowing
smirk said, "Now a slut is going to taste the whip at the post". I
noticed that as the dancers chanted "Whipping Post, Whipping Post"
they waved their Pussy Whips. I realized that the dancers were getting
ready to use the whips on each other again. I was ready for that, but
I was not ready for the show they were calling for so eagerly. In a
instant the room went completely black as smoke started to raise for
the stage. A single spot light lit the stage and I could now clearly
see the smoke. Out of the smoke I saw a large round brown wooden post
like a telephone pole raise up from the stage floor. When the wooded
post had reached seven feet high it stopped raising. From the right
hand side of the stage I could plainly hear the screaming of a woman.
In a short time I could see three figures making their way across the
stage. I could see a man and woman dragging a hooded woman in a plain
white sheet with large red "R"s stenciled on both sides. It remained
me of the penitent gown the victims were made to wear at their public
execution during the Inquisition. The man and the woman had their arms
locked inside the arms of the struggling woman. I didn't have to be
told that the draggers were a valet and guard while the person being
dragged was a Slut. The slut had her wrists circled by a wide black
leather band and held together in front of her by a small chain locked
to the leather wrist bands. The Valet and Guard easily dragged the
slut forward despite her struggles. The slut was struggling and
screaming at the top of her lungs. If this was all a show the slut was
putting on, it was very realistic performance. The Valet was dressed
only in black leather briefs that was also cut out to expose his dick
which was enclosed in a clear plastic material like a condom. Again I
noticed that a round whole was cut out in the back of his briefs over
his anus. The Guard was dressed in a red leather corset with a slut
strap attached to her corset. The slut strap was a lot like the slut
strap that Annica was now wearing, but it had a big difference. This
slut strap also had a pleasure dildo in the guard's pussy and a large
oval showing her asshole like Annica's, but this pleasure dildo was a
double dildo. The
Guard looked like she had a cock growing out of her cunt. This
artificial penis was big round and spiked. It didn't look like
anything I would want stuck up my cunt. The dildo was frightening. I
was hypnotized by the scene being played out before me. I knew this
was only a show, but it was the most erotic show I had ever witnessed.
The Roissy Society was putting on its best effort to keep their
members in a frenzy.
          Crystal had snuggled tight against me now. She was stroking
my pole and whispering in my ear. She was asking how I felt. She said
that the slut being whipped was being punished for being AWOL. Her
Mistress had given the slut a four day trip to the Bahamas as a reward
and she took seven days before coming back. The slut was a runaway for
three days and running away was the most serious infraction of the
Roissy Society rules. I said she came back what was the problem.
Crystal said that for three days her Mistress did not know where the
slut had gone. Anytime a slut is missing even for an hour over the
time she should report, an alarm must be sent throughout the Roissy
Society network. When a slut is missing for then twenty-four hours all
the locks are reprogrammed and the slut's Mistress has to remove
herself and her property from her house. Security is the number one
concern of the Roissy Society and any breach of this security is
treated seriously. The fact this was a false alarm because the slut
returned did not diminish the severity of the breach in security. The
sluts from time to time fail to be punctual either because of laziness
or to test their Mistress, but they seldom remain out of contact for
more then a couple of hours. This slut took three days before she made
contact with her Mistress again. She had taken a boat ride to one of
the outer islands and just forget about her responsibilities to the
Roissy Society. The slut made a big mistake and now she was going to
pay the price for her misbehavior. The punishment for the first
failure to report back on time is a severe whipping and sixty days
retraining. The punishment for the second offense of failure to report
on time is a more severe whipping and forced retirement from the
Roissy Society. The society never allows a third breach of security by
a member. This poor slut was about to receive a whipping she would not
forget for a long time. I was surprised how eager and excited Crystal
was to see the slut punished. Crystal said it always got her wet to
see another slut suffer under the lash and it made her even hotter
when she could share the experience with a partner especially a man.
All the sluts enjoyed watching the punishment of other sluts. The
Roissy Society trained their sluts to enjoy watching other sluts being
put through their paces. Crystal couldn't wait to watch the slut on
stage get really whipped as she was lashed with the toy pussy whip. I
was getting real hot just thinking about it also.
            The Valet and Guard milked the dramatics for all it was
worth. They took their time dragging the slut to the whipping post.
When they finally dragged to the post, they turned her so her back was
to the post and her front faced the dancers. From the whipping post a
hook emerged just above the slut's head. The valet and guard took the
chain connecting the slut's wrist and lifted it until the middle link
was placed in the hook. A spreader bar was connected to the slut's
ankles and then to the whipping post itself forcing the slut to keep
her legs spread wide open. The hook then rose a few inches higher
causing the slut to stand on her tippy toes. I watched in awe as a
wicked looking pain dildo with spikes was shoved up the slut's cunt by
the valet and with an angle brace attached to the whipping post.
Crystal remarked that this slut was going to feel this whipping inside
and outside of her pussy. This slut was now attached to the whipping
post by the chain locked on her wrists, by her ankles locked into the
spreader bar and lastly by the pain dildo lodged in her cunt. When the
slut was fully secured to the whipping post, the valet ripped the
white sheet from the slut's body. She was naked except for this
strange bra. It looked like two circles of black leather with the
center cut out to let the tits stick through. However the leather
circles had a wide strip of leather that ran around the circumference
of each tit at their base. On top of this leather strip was a shiny
band of metal with a turn key sticking out. As the valet and guard
turned the key, the metal band started to compress each tit along the
circumference of its base. The effect was to cause each tit to swell
out in front and make the nipples stick out further. The nipples
themselves were painted black for effect. The crowd was very quiet as
the valet and the guard prepared their whips. The whip was a medium
length snakeskin lash. I watched them as they worked a solution into
the body of the whip. Crystal said it was a pungent mustard solution.
That during the course of the lashing this solution would work into
the open skin of the slut and attack the fragile nerve endings causing
increased pain. Crystal said she hoped the slut really enjoyed those
three days because she was about to regret her actions very much.
Crystal was getting
hotter and hotter as I could feel her cunt juices flowing over my
fingers in her pussy. As Crystal stroked my dick, I got the feeling
this was going to be best whipping I ever saw.
        The valet and the guard took their respective positions to the
right and left of the slut. The drums started to beat a steady drum
roll like at a military exercise. In a second the two snakeskin whips
were in action. The valet and the guard had delivered the first lash
to the slut's upper tits and the whips crisscrossed the slut's
breasts. The two welts left by the lash were clear in the spotlight
trained on the slut's breasts. I noticed that the slut was not gagged
at all. The crowd went wild as the slut roared out her first scream.
With the first lash the lights went dark except for the spot light on
the slut attached to the whipping post and these credible strobe
lights. The two drummers and rest of the percussionists in the band
went back to playing the song. With this the room broke out into a
whipping orgy. All around me the dancers were using their whips in
coordination with the punishment of the slut attached to the whipping
post. It was the most incredible sight I had ever seen.  Sixty to
seventy people whipping each other in time with the band and the
lashes being inflicted on the slut attached to the whipping post. In a
second, Crystal was on her hands and knees on the floor sucking my
cock and wriggling her ass. I knew she wanted to feel the pussy whip
on her ass and I swung away. In a minute, I was totally caught up in
the scene happening all around me. The pussy whip was so light that it
took no effort at all to rain down lashes on Crystal vibrating ass.
The harder I whipped Crystal the harder she sucked my cock. The only
sounds coming from Crystal were instructions to hit harder and faster.
I could see why the sluts loved this whip on their ass. It was totally
ineffective except to warm the skin a little. The same could not be
said about the snakeskin whips being used on the slut attached to the
whipping post. These whips were causing the welts to rupture and
bleed. The slut was beginning to look like a zebra with red stripes.
Although the drums were blasting away, the slut's screams were still
audible. For a good ten minutes the valet and guard lashed away at the
slut's tits, stomach and pubes without relent. The slut was a bloody
mess and finally fainted. I was at the verge of coming into Crystal's
mouth when the whipping stopped. I thought the whipping was over and I
was disappointed and wanted the slut to suffer longer. Crystal stood
up and kissed me passionately. I told that I was upset that the show
had ended so soon because I was on the verge of coming. Crystal
laughed and said the show had just begun as she pushed my head down on
her tits to nibble again on the red sticky stuff on her nipples.
Crystal explained the valet and the guard were only resoaking their
whips in the burning mustard solution and changing positions. In a
minute the slut would be revived and the whipping would continue. I
was elated. I wanted to see the slut attached to the whipping post
suffer some more. I had lost all compassion for the slut's plight. I
only cared about the sensation in my loins and maximizing my pleasure.
The Roissy Society had me totally in its grip and I was its very
willing prisoner.
          I watched the valet and guard liberally soak the stinging
mustard solution into their whips. During this preparation, an another
slut approached the whipped slut attached to the whipping post and
started to wipe the surface blood off the whipped slut's body with a
wet white rag. After just a minute of this wiping the whipped slut
woke up and began bellowing her lungs out. The slut wiping her down
never stopped with the rag and her wiping actions. By the smile on
this slut's face I could tell she enjoyed torturing the slut attached
to the whipping post. I asked Crystal what caused the whipped slut to
wake up and scream out in pain. Crystal explained that the rag being
used had a primentade solution on it. The greasy solution contained a
strong antiseptic and a skin lotion to prevent scarring from the lash.
However it also contained lemon juice and salt crystals which caused
incredible pain to the open wounds. In a minute the whipped slut's
skin was wiped clean of the surface blood but the bloody lash marks
were still evident. Crystal told me I needed to whip her harder in her
anal crevice. I was to whip her directly down the middle of her ass so
the pussy whip could bend around and catch her nether lips. Crystal
needed to feel the burn of the pussy whip on her cunt. The valet and
the guard now switched positions so that the valet was now standing to
the right of the slut attached to the whipping post while the guard
was now standing to the left. In a flash the beating recommenced. The
drummers had never stopped, they only played softer, but once the
whipping started again they were in an instant banging away at the
drums at full volume. The dancers began screaming and yelling as they
went back to beating each with their pussy whips. In a second, I felt
Crystal again attacking my rigid rod with her soft mouth. It took a
minute or two before I was back into the fantasy world, the dancers
and the strobe lights once again had me in its grip. As I watched the
slut attached to the whipping post again being beaten with a
vengeance, my concentration was making the pussy whip sting Crystal's
pubes. It took a little while to adjust my stroke so it made contact
with Crystal's cunt lips, but once I found the mark I whacked away in
a steady rhythm. I could hear Crystal start to moan and work her mouth
harder on my cock. I don't know how long I was lashing Crystal's cunt
with the pussy whip, when I saw the valet and guard stop as the slut
slipped into unconsciousness again. I was even more upset because I
was about to explode any second. Instead of stopping the guard just
went to the whipping post and removed the pain dildo from the slut's
cunt. The guard without hesitation now inserted her dildo in the
slut's cunt and began to fuck her with abandon. The valet now used his
whip on the guard's ass to drive her on. The band now came alive again
belting out the chorus and melody as the slut came back to life. The
slut was once again loud enough to be heard over the band. This new
scene of the slut being fucked by the guard drove my cock to explode
in Crystal's mouth. I felt my whole body explode with feeling as my
come spurted and filled Crystal's mouth. I stood motionless as Crystal
slurped up every drop of my come.
        Crystal was up and at my mouth in a second. I could taste my
come on her tongue and I licked it up. Crystal seemed proud she had me
orgasm so hard. I was worried that the song was over and I just blew
my chance to fuck Crystal. I asked if this was it and Crystal replied.
"Do you think I would let you come without having that cock explode in
my pussy. This is just a pause before the grand finale. I guarantee
you know when this song is over. The strobe lights had stopped and
only the center spot light was on. I could see the slut being taken
down. I thought her whipping was over when I saw then reattach her to
the whipping post with her ass out to the crowd. It took only a minute
but the slut was attached again by her wrists and legs in the spreader
bar. I saw this time a large pleasure dildo was inserted in the slut's
cunt and attached to the whipping post. I had thought that maybe they
were getting a little softer with the slut, when I saw the valet and
the guard get new whips. These were your basic bull whips, long and
lean and guaranteed to cut the skin with each lash. I could hear the
slut pleading as the valet and the guard took some practice strokes on
the stage. This slut was about to wish she never went to the Bahamas
in the first place. My dick was not hard and I was afraid that I might
have shot my last load. Crystal was sure that she could get me horny
and hard again. Crystal said that during this portion of the lashing
of the slut attached to the whipping post, she would suck from
underneath exposing her tits and cunt to the pussy whip. I was to whip
away with all my might on her nether lips until they turned red and
hot. When the music and floor lights came on again I was to stick my
dick in her pussy and fuck her until I came again. It sounded real
good, I only hoped I could perform. I heard the bull whips hiss
through the air and make contact with the slut back. I could see two
lines of ruby red blood dots form where the bull whip had just made
contact with the slut's back. Once again the strobe lights and
drummers were back in action. I could see the pussy whips from the
dancers around swing into action. I could also sense the new urgency
in their lashes. Everyone was working themselves up to the big finale.
Crystal was laid out before me with her legs wide open and her cunt on
full display. I brought the whip down with all my might on the two
nether lips and Crystal jumped for the first time. I could tell I
finally made her feel the lash. I saw a smile on Crystal face as she
rotated her pelvic area in a lewd invitation to continue. I was
determined to turn her pussy red as I began slash away at the exposed
cunt. On stage the valet and the guard were trading lashes. The slut
attached to the whipping post was screaming but no longer had the
energy to be heard. The valet and the guard were now concentrating on
her ass. This poor slut won't sit down for a month after they finished
with her. The dancers all around were out of control. You could hear
by the sound of the pussy whips hitting their partner's flesh. The
dancers were using all their strength and not holding anything back. I
was in tune with the dancers. As I watched the slut attached to the
whipping post being turned into chopped meat, I swung away at Crystal
cunt with all my strength. Crystal was working my joy stick with
abandon. She was now taking little nibbles with her lips to work the
feeling back into my dick. As I felt the pussy whip finally bite into
Crystal's cunt my cock came alive. I found the harder I hit the more I
could feel my sex juices start to flow. It took a while but I was hard
again and ready for action. Crystal now began squeezing my balls. She
knew she had me primed and she wasn't going to miss out on that hard
cock in her flaming pussy this time.
         All of a sudden the action changed. The strobe lights died
and the dance floor and stage lights burst to life. The band began to
play with renewed energy. I could hear the lead singers wailing out
the song again. I could see the valet had approached the slut, and was
fucking her up the ass while the guard had squatted behind the valet
with her tongue in his ass. I saw the dancers going down on each
other. A clear thin round plastic barrier was raising from the dance
to make a large enclosed circle. Crystal pulled me into the middle of
this circle. On the inside edge of this plastic circle I saw a
gigantic daisy chain forming again. Next to me several couples were
humping each other to the music. I saw a valet throw his slut down on
her stomach on the floor and proceed to fuck her up the ass. Crystal
pulled me down to the dance floor. That very second jets of warm oil
started to spray from the upper rim of the round plastic barrier. I
was being bathed in this warm slippery oil. In an instant it was all
over body and in my hair. Crystal's clothing was soaked in this oil as
was the rest of her body. Everyone inside the round plastic barrier
was swimming in this stuff. It made every body shine with a new
intensity from the floor lights. It was the most erotic feeling I ever
experienced. In didn't take long for me to shove my dick into
Crystal's open and waiting pussy. We were locked in the throes of
passion riding the waves of sexual abandonment while the music and the
lights drove us to a higher level of passion. I lost all concept of
time. I was in this cocoon of sensual delight. I don't how and when it
happened, but all I knew that  somehow I was lying on back on the
dance floor while Crystal was on top of me bouncing up and down on my
pogo stick. Several times Crystal would lean over so I could bite the
red sticky stuff off her nipples. I just laid back closed my eyes and
let Crystal work her pussy up and down on my cock. All along the music
blasted away driving me into a higher state of sexual bliss. It
started slowly in my balls but quickly began building up. At this
point my ass was off the dance floor matching bounce for bounce with
Crystal. Crystal reached back and somehow got her slippery finger in
my ass and began to wriggle her finger inside my anus. I could hear
the screams of ecstasy from the dancers around as they exploded in
orgasms like a mat of firecrackers on the Fourth of July. In a minute
I had joined the chorus as the sperm shot through my dick and up into
Crystal's hungry cunt. Crystal sensing my explosion got her hand on my
balls and milked every once of fluid out of them. Crystal had long ago
began vocalizing her own orgasms as they came in a strong and steady
progression. I had no idea how long we were both riding these tidal
waves of sexual energy, but as the band played the last cords we both
collapsed on the oil drenched dance floor in exhaustion. I had
undoubtedly just experienced the greatest fuck of my life.
      When the music was finally over, I was elated. I had just had
the most incredible orgasm of my life. Even my wildest fantasies could
not match the last forty minutes. Even though every ounce of energy
from my body was drained, I still had this incredible urge to party. I
wanted to check out the Wall Flowers chained to the left wall.
Unfortunately I was not getting the same vibes from Crystal. I felt
that Crystal had all of a sudden turned somber and I didn't know why.
Crystal had turned from a ball of energy to being very quiet. I asked
Crystal what was the matter and she didn't answer. I asked if it had
something to do with me?  I asked if she wasn't supposed to have sex
with and she laughed at little.  She said that sex was not the problem
at all. That our dance together was one the greatest times she has
ever had in the Roissy Society. When I pressed for an explanation
Crystal only replied "I let my hormones take over my brain."
	 I was confused. I as sure I had somehow over stepped my bounds with
Crystal when Dominique and Katrina appeared. When Crystal saw Katrina
she went white and
immediately sank to her knees in the classic supplication position. I
could see that Katrina was not happy. On the other hand Dominique was
in a great mood. Dominique had her hands all over me and was laughing.
Dominique asked if I had enjoyed the dance as if she didn't know the
answer. I frankly told her it was the greatest fuck of my life and she
smiled. She said, "The Roissy Society has been good to you". I told
her the Roissy Society has been the most exciting surprise of my life.
Dominique turned serious and asked, "Are ready to continue your
initiation into the Roissy Society fantasy". After the last forty
minutes with Crystal, I was ready to march into hell. Little did I
know the rules of conduct were about to change. Dominique began to hug
me and talk softly in my ear how it was time for us to get it on. With
an impish grin I asked, "Do you wanna dance". Dominique with a little
laugh quickly turned that proposal down. All of a sudden I got the
very distinct feeling that Dominique had a completely different
agenda. I was about to be initiated into the darker side of Roissy
Fantasy.
             In front of me the Mistress Katrina was venting her rage
on her Slut Crystal. I started to pay close attention when Katrina
reared back and slapped Crystal across the face with all her might.
That was  no love tap. Crystal started to sob, but didn't move or
speak. Katrina was now talking very loud. Katrina was screaming at
Crystal, "So you didn't think I would see. I actually thought that you
could get away with disobeying your Mistress. You were a foolish girl
and now going to pay". With that Katrina turned around to the open
passage way and yelled for the guards. I don't know where they came
from about in a flash two big ugly women in black leather corsets
appeared. Katrina pointed to Crystal and said "Take her to the
dungeon". Crystal fell of the floor and began wail away. I was about
to make a move to aid Crystal when Dominique grabbed me. In a very
calm and soothing manner she said I couldn't help Crystal. All I could
do was make matters worse. Crystal had just made a very big mistake
and she knew it. I asked. "What did Crystal do wrong? Was she not
supposed to have sex with me?"
	Again I heard that little laugh. Dominique assured me that it was not
the fact that Crystal and I just had that incredible sexual
experience, it was the manner it which it was done. The sluts are not
to engage in regular sexual intercourse with a male unless given
permission by their Mistress or ordered to do so by the valet. The
sluts are to have anal intercourse with the valets as a general rule.
The Mistresses reserve the privilege of having straight sex with the
valets. That doesn't mean that the sluts are never fucked in their
cunt by the valets. In fact the Mistresses often to reward a slut with
the right to be pleasured by the valet in her pussy. The valets often
seek and are often granted permission to use a particular slut in the
manner he may choose. However it is a privilege and not a right the
sluts and the valets could take without their Mistress's permission. I
asked if that was just a little bit mean of the Mistresses to deny the
sluts sexual use of the cunt. Dominique said the sluts are fucked in
their pussies all the time by their Mistress. Not a day goes by that
the slut doesn't feel a nice hard cock in her cunt. Just that most of
the times the cock belongs to her Mistress. The sluts and valets are
the property of the Mistress and they exist for the Mistress's
pleasure. The sexual use of the sluts by the valets was for discipline
and control. Crystal knew that Mistress Katrina and I have something
special planned for you and we wanted to be the one to initiate you in
your first regular intercourse session. Even the position that Crystal
took riding you to orgasm is called the Mistress position. A slut is
never allowed to take such liberties with a valet especially in
public. In some ways Crystal showed you disrespect by taking advantage
of your naivet� as to the proper respect show a man. I am sure if you
know that being fucked like that in public by a slut is considered a
sign of weakness by the Roissy Society you would not have allowed it.
With a big smile Dominique said it's known in Crystal's neighborhood
as being "Dissed by the Bitch". My sympathy for Crystal's plight was
waning fast. I now had a new worry. What was that something special
that Mistress Dominique and Katrina had planned for me. All of a
sudden I had the feeling that it was going to be a different
experience.
            I watched in amazement as the guards took control of
Crystal. In a second they pinned Crystal on her stomach on the dance
floor. One guard held her arms while the other guard slapped the
handcuffs on. They looked just like the police until they added the
narrow leather strap on the forearms to pull the elbows together. I
knew that had to hurt. They picked her up like she was a rag doll.
Crystal looked bad like a cat drenched in oil. One guard stood in
front and as the other guard went behind Crystal. The guard standing
behind Crystal pulled out that black wooden pear gag attached to the
long leather strap. Crystal resisted for a moment, but a wicked punch
by the guard in front to Crystal stomach ended any struggle on
Crystal's part. As Crystal gasped for air the rear guard shoved the
wooded pear gag in her mouth and began to wrap the leather around
Crystal's head. After three wraps the guard secured the strap by it's
vicro connections. The guard in front then put a choke leash over
Crystal's head to rest on her neck and shoulders. The hood was the
last item placed on Crystal by the guards. After Crystal was secure,
the guards brought her to stand before her Mistress. Katrina was still
fuming that the slut had stolen her thunder and used her pussy to
pleasure the guest before her. Katrina turned to the guards and barked
out their orders. Upon reaching the dungeon the slut was to be hung up
by her feet with her legs spread wide apart and her cunt prominently
displayed. The guards were to apply a full urtication to Crystal's
pubes with the "Devil Nettles" and then in coordination apply fifty
lashes to the sluts cunt with a flogger. That this procedure is to be
repeated every hour until order by Mistress Katrina to stop. I know
Crystal could hear the punishment ordered by Katrina because you could
hear a noise and started to squirm in the guards grip. With the
pronouncement by Katerina, the guards started to drag Crystal away to
the dungeon. The guard in back removed her quirt and began to swing
away at poor Crystal's ass. I heard the front tell Crystal, "We
haven't had a pretty little black slut to
work over in a while. We going make you regret that fuck". My heart
was in my stomach as I watched them whip and drag Crystal to the
barred door and down the steps to the dungeon. I had a feeling my turn
was next. All along I knew that the pleasures I had taken first with
Carolyn and then Crystal came with a price and now it was time to pay
the piper. I looked at Dominique with fright. Dominique used the line
from "Who's Afraid of Virgina Wolf" it's time to "Get the Guest".
	 I turned to Dominique and said, "I guess it's too late to stop now."
Dominique grabbed me my arm and stuck her tongue in my mouth as
Katrina slipped the handcuffs on my wrists. The Roissy Society had
just bagged a new one. I was extremely frightened, but I was also
extremely excited. I was afraid even to think what these two had
specially planned for me, but the suspense was exciting my libido
again. I didn't struggle as Katrina removed my party mask and placed
the hood came over my head. I felt like a lamb being led to slaughter,
but even that thought was beginning to turn me on. Without knowing it
I had become the willing victim of the Roissy Society fantasy and I
was still enjoying it.

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