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Riding Bitch Chapter 8
By Cissykay
As soon as everyone arrived back at the campsite, I was ordered to
Mistress Cheryl's motor home. There was something exciting going on,
but I didn't have time to see what was going on. Mistress Cheryl
unlocked my collar and told me to sit in the beauty chair. I was in no
condition to do anything but comply. Just then there was a knock at the
door.
"Enter."
The door opened and Cora appeared. She was dressed in a silk corset,
designer silk stockings and 5" stilettos, the same color as my bondage
boots.
"Good evening pledge Cora. I trust your day was relaxing."
"Oh yes Mistress, it certainly was."
Cheryl ordered Cora to help me out of my hobble dress. She unzipped the
top and the bottom. Taking care not to be too rough on me, she helped
me out of the dress. Mistress Cheryl handed Cora a key and instructed
Cora to remove my chastity belt. When she did, she saw immediately the
condition my prick was in. It was now blood red and still hard as a
rock. She examined the steel cock ring.
"That must be terrible for you, sissyslut. I'll have to ask Mistress
Cheryl to show me how to do that to a slave when we reach Sturgess."
Mistress Cheryl then ordered Cora to come to her. She spun Cora around
and cuffed her hands behind her back.
"The only way I can remove the ring, is for sissyslut to get relief
from her current predicament. That's where you come in. Please relieve
her immediately. And, if she gets one drop of her come on my clean
floor, I'll have your handler chain whip you. Hurry girl, I don't have
all night."
Cora dropped to her knees and grumbled something to me and began to
suck my dick. She could tell that it was painful for me, so she tried
to be gentle. As much as she sucked and licked, I couldn't bring myself
to come. It was too painful.
"Just close your eyes sissyslut and think of all the sexy torment I am
going to put you through."
I tried to think of myself fucking Melanie and after what seemed like
hours, I finally found myself beginning to get aroused. It wasn't to
long after, that I shot the biggest load of my life right into her
mouth. Cora was forced to swallow the entire load. I actually felt
sorry for her. The moment I finished, I felt my penis begin to shrink.
In about two minutes, it was hanging loose again.
"Be very careful for the next few days sissyslut. That cockring has
broken several blood vessels in your prick, so you will be quite sore
until you heal."
I let out a deep breath and slumped in the chair. Cora noticed the
ballet boots, as she was recovering from the humiliation she had just
been forced to endure.
"I see you like those boots Cora."
"Mistress, this pledge was just wondering if they were comfortable?
They do look wonderful on sissyslut."
"Well, I can't have you wondering all night. Sissyslut, please remove
your opera boots and let Cora wear them for one hour only. Then she is
required to put them back on you. Am I understood?"
"Yes Mistress."
I unlaced the boots and relaced them on Cora's feet. She was sitting on
the floor. Cheryl then had an idea.
"Sissyslut, I've decided to let your pledgemate enjoy her evening even
more. Help her into the pretty new dress that you wore today. After
all, you are pledgemates and you should share pleasure as well as pain.
I know that the breasts are a little different, but with her waist
being about an inch wider than your new waist, it should compensate. Be
sure to put the accessories on her also. Then zip the top zipper only
and be sure to buckle her collar."
Cheryl released her handcuffs. I helped Cora into the dress and with
some difficulty, finally got the zipper done. I put the belt and
bracelets on her and waited for Mistress Cheryl to inspect my work.
Still seated on the floor, Cora saw herself in the mirror and smiled.
"I look wonderful in the outfit."
"Yes you do Cora." Cheryl then made a call to Cora's handler. "Hi
Janie, this is Cheryl. I hope you don't mind, but I have Cora here with
sissyslut. She commented on the slut's new boots and dress. I hope you
won't mind, but since we are having a party this evening, I thought I'd
let her wear the outfit. I told her she could only wear it for one
hour, but I will leave that up to you. ... Good, I'll have her and
sissyslut report to you immediately. The slut can show you some of the
dresses features when they arrive. Bye bye."
"Just one thing for you sissy and then you can guide Cora to her
handler."
Cheryl had me sit in the beauty chair and stick out my tongue. She
instructed Cora to remain seated on the floor. She took a tool and with
a twist, removed a ball that was pierced to my tongue. She replaced it
with a gold ball about three times the size of the first one. She
twisted it again with the tool and it was screwed on tight. Then she
took a tube and applied something around the edges of my tits. In
seconds, the glue dissolved. She took a knife and with the skill of an
artist cut the inside of each tit. She removed the weights from inside
the breasts and glued them back on. Then she touched up the outside
again and I looked like nothing had happened. I was instructed to bring
Cora to her handler.
As I got off the chair, my tits began to jiggle. No pain. I began to
squeal with delight. My tits didn't hurt. I immediately took one in
each hand and felt how real they actually felt. I closed my eyes for a
minute and savored my new freedom. I was instructed to show Mistress
Janie all the features of the dress and we were dismissed. On the way
down to the party, I tried to tell Cora that the boots would be fine
for a few minutes. Then the pain would hit. Mistress Cheryl was very
smart and quite evil. Because of the larger ball in my mouth, every
word I tried to speak just came out as one big lisp. I couldn't
communicate with my pledgemate to tell her that she had talked herself
into a night of extreme agony. In all the excitement, I didn't even
notice that I was now totally naked.
When we arrived at Mistress Janie's seat under one of the big oak
trees, Cora was smiling broadly. Mistress Janie liked the look. I knelt
on the ground and brought Cora's feet very close together. Then I
pulled to the zipper down to the ankles of the boots. I knew her corset
would prevent her from bending far enough to unzip herself.
"Cora, you look fantastic in that outfit. You really look good enough
to eat. How would you like to model the outfit for the ladies?"
"Yes Mistress, this worthless pledge would love that."
"Well, I can't have you running around all night unattended, so
sissyslut, attach that chain hanging from the tree to her collar."
I clipped the chain to Cora's collar and knew she was in trouble. Even
without the bracelets, she wouldn't be getting out of this prison until
Mistress had made her suffer. I also knew that if I didn't hook her
wrists up, I would be in trouble. I inserted her wrists into the holes
in the belt. Two clicks and she was completely immobilized. She just
didn't know it.
"Are you comfortable Cora?"
"Oh yes Mistress."
"Good. Everyone will want one of these before the evening is over.
Sissyslut, you are to report to the barn to get an outfit for
yourself."
I turned and walked away.
I had total freedom for the first time since this started and I enjoyed
every minute of it. When I entered the barn, Mistress Judy was busy
doing something to a female chastity belt.
"Good here you are. First, put your ankle on the block."
I did as I was ordered. With one blow to a pin the she held, the rivet
popped out of the manacle. Then the other one. She pulled them off and
looked for any marks. I was really smiling now.
"Don't get too excited my pet, the joy you are experiencing now will be
the same joy I feel when you fuck up and I get to weld something onto
you, so it'll never come off. And you will, believe me. There is a box
on the table over there. Put on the outfit. You have five minutes. I'm
in a hurry to enjoy what's going to happen."
I opened the box and it contained a corset, bra, garter belt, panties
and seamed stockings, all in black. I was now pretty adept at getting
dressed, so I had the underwear on in record time. Then I put on the
black 5" stilettos. These would be a breeze after this afternoon. Last
was a satin maid's outfit. I slid the dress over my head and slipped
the petticoats under the skirt. I was done in less than three minutes.
Mistress Judy zipped me up and pinned the cap on my head.
"There, you are ready to serve."
I wasn't even embarrassed by the maid's outfit. I felt wonderful and
the feel of the silk underwear, felt wonderful. I was in so much pain
before, I never noticed how women's lingerie felt.
"I was told to inform you that you get a demerit for not having your
purse. It's on the table. Mistress Cheryl took the liberty of putting a
pad and pen in it for you. You will have each woman sign the book after
you satisfy them. Fifteen, correct?"
"Yssssssssstttth Mmmttttthhrrrs."
"On your knees slut."
I dropped to my knees and she spread her legs wider.
"Well slut, if you don't remove my panties, how are you going to eat
me?"
I pulled her pants down and stuck the gold ball right inside her pussy.
I tickled her clit for a few minutes and she was groaning. Then, a loud
scream and my face was wet. She took the book from my purse and signed
it.
"Only fourteen left slut. You are good, so I want at least two more
tonight, understand?"
I nodded.
"Now be on your way. Bring you purse and I want you to carry the chair
by the door to the oak trees."
I headed for the door and picked up the chair. It was definitely made
to bind someone in it. I brought it to the oak tree and set it down.
This whole thing took no more than fifteen minutes and when I was told
to bring beers to everyone that was ready, I passed Cora. She already
knew that she was in trouble. The boots had started to do their job and
because she was chained up, she couldn't sit. She had the constant
torture of the boot on her feet. She tried shifting from one to the
other, but it was no use. She was crying loudly already.
I was busy for the next few minutes serving drinks. I was actually
enjoying myself. I had serviced two more women and word got around
about the tongue ball. The fifteen wouldn't be a problem. Wanda had
arrived and she was still being introduced to everyone. She seemed to
relish in Cora's plight. I was ordered to sit at the feet of Mistress
Melanie. She put her right foot on my lap. Her polish was clearly
visible through her nyloned stocking.
"You have shown that you are pretty good at massaging a pussy with that
tongue, let's see if you are as good at toe sucking."
I took her foot in my hand and began to lick and suck her toes through
the stocking. When I sat on the ground at her feet, I made sure to
straighten my uniform like a proper lady, so I knew she couldn't see
that even though my dick had been tortured all day, it was hard as a
rock. Her foot tasted like heaven. As I worked on her foot, I could
hear Cora. She was now screaming from the pain.
There was another pledge that was strapped into the chair that I was
instructed to bring. She had her eyes closed and was enjoying herself
as much as I had ever seen.
As I finished with Melanie's foot, she explained to me that the pledge
had been caught earlier trying to have an orgasm under her chastity
belt. I could see that it had been removed. The pledge got today's
black mark, which made her even with me. She also received three
demerits for next weekend. Well, at least I wasn't alone. The woman was
in heaven, as she orgasmed right in the chair. Her punishment for
tonight was ride the wave of pleasure and then ride the pony. If the
second part was as enjoyable as the first, I might volunteer to replace
her.
"You see sissyslut, she has an electrical device called a violet wand
inserted in her pussy. It massages her for five minutes and then shuts
down for three. As you can see, by the smile on her face, she orgasms
during the five minutes. She can't wait for the vibrations to begin
again. Just watch the show sissy."
The machine began to mumble again and before the five minutes were up,
she came to orgasm again. This time it wasn't as strong as the last.
The machine shut down and then started again three minutes later. Again
an orgasm.
"You see slut, it is impossible not to cum for the machine. It won't
stop until she does. The wires are controlled by the muscle contraction
when the orgasm happens."
This time she just moaned a little.
"Would you like to take a pony ride with her sissyslut?"
I am smarter than the average bear. I said no. I noticed that the
spreader bar that had been locked to her thighs prevented her from
closing her legs. As the machine shut down, Melanie continued to
educate me.
"The female body can not reproduce the fluid that it exudes during
ejaculation in three minutes. She is drying up now. Every time she has
an orgasm, it dries a little more. We women need lubrication to
perform, just as men do."
The machine started again and before long the pledge was brought to
orgasm again. This time she fought it a little.
"Now it's what is known by women as a dry fuck. Just watch."
As the machine started again three minutes later, it took a shorter
time for her to climax. This time she let out a scream.
"It gets worse slut. I bet she won't make it the full two hours."
It had been less than thirty minutes and she was already screaming in
pain. Coupled with the more frequent screams coming from Cora, we had
stereo.
I was ordered to tend to the guests. I brought beer for everyone who
was not being tortured. When I was through, I saw that Cora was about
to pass out from the pain. Mistress Melanie then made an announcement.
"Since pledge Cora is not being punished for an infraction, she may
request that someone take her place. If the person agrees, she will be
freed. The new bondage slut will be allowed to try to convince someone
to replace her after the 45 minute training period. With any luck, we
will have many pledges who will learn to tolerate life in ballet boots
before the night is over."
I knew nobody else was going to take her place. Two of the other
pledges talked to her, but I assumed from the whaling Cora was doing
that they didn't agree to replace her in the bondage dress. I excused
myself and went to her. I unhooked her from the chain and gently placed
her on the ground. I unzipped the dress, began to loosen the boots. The
key to the collar lock was there along with the key to the lock on her
neck chain. Since nobody was gagged in any way yet, Cora was able to
say thank you to me. After she brought some life back into her feet,
she helped me into the dress. I had already encased myself in the
boots. We heard a voice from somewhere telling her to be sure that she
hooked me to the tree and lock all the locks. I stood up and Cora
locked me up.
"Thank you again sissyslut. Now I can go eat while I have some time."
Since the club members were taking turns cooking, there were plenty of
steaks for all.
It took about fifteen minutes before I was realized that I could take
the pain of the boots this time. I struggled against the chain and the
wrist locks, but I knew I could make the forty five minutes. I noticed
that Cora was now wearing my maid's outfit and was serving. She looked
nowhere as sexy in it as I did.
The pledge who got caught fingering herself earlier was just about to
lose it. She was screaming every time the machine started and every
time she imagined it was going to start. It was just about then that
the other team of pledges were led out. They also had their chastity
belts removed and their arms were strapped behind their backs. An "O"
ring was strapped on each of the mouth, so they couldn't close. One of
their sponsors announced that her pledge and the other pledge had
earned no black marks and no demerits, so they were going to be
rewarded for good behavior.
They were led to the center of the group. Both were crying. First, a
strap was buckled around each of their waists. The straps were tethered
together, which brought them within six inches of each other. Then the
handler produced the weirdest looking dildo ever. It was shaped like a
double dildo, only it was shaped like a "V". The thing had to be a foot
and a half long. The handler smeared it with lubricant. The look on the
pledges faces showed terror. The handler inserted one end into each of
their pussies. When she pushed the two girls at the waist, they each
leaned forward. The dildo went a little deeper into each of them. She
then produced another bright red dildo about eight inches long. She
held it up to her nose and smelled it.
"Wild Cherry, I believe."
She told each girl to open their mouth. She inserted the candy dildo
between their in the rings and told them to hold onto it. They did.
Then she tethered their legs closer together with thigh straps. The
dildo in the pussies was now pinned inside. Lastly, a long chain was
produced. It had a nipple clamp on each end. One chain was attached
each of the tits, effectively attaching it loosely to the other girls
tit. A large chocolate kiss was placed so as to rest on each nipple
clamp.
"Ladies, may I have your attention please. This game is called Lesbian
Lovers. The contest consists of three stages. First, one contestant
must bring the other to orgasm. Next, the lollipop must be totally
consumed and last, but not least, the chocolate must be consumed by
placing the lips on it and letting it melt in the mouth. As soon as we
start the contest, if we see any red showing between the contestants,
the challenge is lost by both contestants. The first one to consume
both pieces of chocolate will be declared the winner."
Everyone cheered.
"Ladies, begin."
They immediately pressed their lips tightly together, so no red could
be seen. They tried as hard as they could to pump the dildos in and
out. By now they were both laughing. I could see that they kept turning
their heads from side to side to get their tongues working on the
lollipop. It appeared that two lesbian lovers were French kissing and
fucking each other.
I had been in bondage for about an hour before I yelled to Cora. She
just pretended not to hear me. She went on serving everybody. I called
to the other pledge and she came over. She gave me a big drink of beer.
"Will you wear the dress and boots, so I can rest? I promise I will
come back as soon as your time is up."
"Sissyslut, I don't think I could take the pain. I'm sorry. I can't do
it."
"I understand."
About ten minutes later, Cora came over.
"Please Cora release me. I went for over an hour this time and believe
me, it is much easier. I have to pee and I am starved."
Cora refused at first, but said she would when I told her I had a plan.
She let me down and we traded uniforms again. After she was totally
inside the dress, I told her my plan. I dug two very small holes about
eight inches apart in the dirt in front of the tree limb. I helped Cora
up. I fastened her to the tree and zipped her dress almost all the way
down.
"The dress was made for me. You are taller than I am. Watch this."
I slid one boot, up her leg, but it was outside. I rested the heel in
the hole. Then I did the other.
"Now the dress hangs just about to the ground. The front of the boots
show. If you just stand still, nobody will know that you're not wearing
them."
She smiled at how devious I was. I walked off in my stilettos and sat
down to eat. As soon as I was through, I went to the ladies room. It
wasn't until I was inside, that I remembered that I could stand up to
pee. I lifted the seat and aimed right for the center. I was laughing
like an idiot. I started to massage my aching dick and it was
responding. I began to moan and before I knew it, I had exploded all
over the wall in back of the toilet. I pulled some paper off the wall
and cleaned the mess. I quickly went to the sink to wash myself up and
get back to the party. I was whistling a happy tune.
"Don't you think you should lower the seat before you go sissyslut?"
The voice was unmistakable. It was Melanie. All she said was, see you
outside. I knew I had gotten myself into a mess this time. I was ready
to cry.
"Mmmssssttthhhsss, I can esssshhhhplain."
"Just shut your whore mouth and get out of here."
I ran out and started for the road. I had to get away. After all, I had
no chastity belt on and no shackles. I could try to figure out a way to
get the makeup off and the breasts removed later. I was still dressed
like a maid, but it was better than being in that outfit or worse yet,
naked. As I ran past the club members, I could see that most of them
were having a good time and drinking up a storm. Someone was just now
unstrapping my sister pledge from her punishment chair. I noticed that
when she tried to walk, she looked like she was the most bow-legged
woman in the world. She was obviously in a lot of pain. Maybe we could
escape together.
I slowed to a walk before anyone noticed that I was leaving. I knew
that I could never outrun a motorcycle gang if they all wanted to chase
me down. That's when I saw Cora. She was out of my dress and watching
the show still being put on by the two pledges that were strapped
together. There was something inside of me that said run away fast and
then there was something that said I made a wager and lost. I turned
toward the crowd and walked toward them. I knew I would find out my
punishment shortly.
When I finally reached the club, I didn't know how to act, so I just
started making sure that everyone had a fresh beer. Mistress Melanie
joined us shortly thereafter. I could see that she was no longer in a
festive mood. She paid no attention to me. As the announcement that the
pony rides were about to start, everyone gathered at the oak trees. I
noticed that Mistress Melanie was in conference with the other sponsors
and handlers. There was no doubt in my mind that the conversation had
to do with me.
I watched as the pony ride demonstration was being set up. It was quite
simple. A piece of two by four was hung by a chain that was attached to
a hook. It had been plained to a perfect 45 degree angle on the top.
The pledge that was being punished was summoned forward. At least she
was still walking, although still not very well. I would think a woman
would run out of tears from all the crying she had done earlier. She
was beginning to tear up again.
Her wrists were cuffed with the familiar punishment globes. A chain was
then attached to her globes and her arms were raised over her head and
locked in that position. A spreader bar was then attached to her
ankles. She was now standing with her legs spread and her arms over her
head. Then one end of the wooden plank was unhooked from the tree and
it was pulled between her legs. It was reattached to the tree branch
and after a few minor adjustments, it hung freely about one inch below
her crotch. My first thought was some pony ride. Here was a woman
standing with her legs forced apart in her five inch heels, with a
plank between her legs. Her arms were chained over her head. She kept
looking down at the plank between her legs in wonderment. She began to
smile a little. There was no pain involved in this.
The handler just said to her, "There you go honey. Are you enjoying
your ride?"
The announcer, who was one of the club members, was making comments as
everything was being done, so everyone could understand the goings on.
Then, as one woman stood on each side of the pledge, the announcer
signaled to the ladies. All at once, they bent down and removed her
shoes. This forced her to either stand on her tiptoes, or sit on the
sharpened board. She chose to stand. In a few minutes her legs began to
cramp and she could no longer stand on her tiptoes. This forced her to
sit on the board and the point was directly on her pussy. After a few
minutes, the pain of the sharp point worked it's magic and she was
forced back on her toes. Of course she couldn't last quite as long this
time and before long she was seated again. The more she squirmed to get
comfortable, the more it dug into her pussy.
"This will be going on for two hours, so everybody stop by from time to
time to see the fun this pledge is having."
The screams were starting again.
I noticed that the sponsors and handlers hadn't returned yet, so I made
myself busy serving drinks. Wanda was the only one who asked me to
service her, so I did it as fast as I could. I had forgotten that I was
required to service the fifteen women. To this point, I had done six. I
then realized that I didn't have my purse again and that would mean
another demerit. I was really doing good. It was at that time I
resigned myself to a punishment and popped a beer for myself. It was my
first one.
When Melanie and the others returned, I was ordered to get her a beer
and another for myself. I retrieved the drinks and Melanie just snapped
her fingers an pointed for me to sit. I did.
"I guess I was wrong about you this morning sissyslut. I honestly
thought you were going to try to become a willing pledge. Tonight you
proved that you can't be trusted. Would you like to end the bet and in
the morning I will return your clothes and bike to you. I just don't
have the time or the energy to try to train you. I guess this whole
idea was a huge mistake and I will accept the blame."
I told Mistress that I really did want to please her. I was having a
hard time adapting to the pain and humiliation of the initiation
ritual. After all, I lost and I wanted to pay the bet. I was sure that
word would get back to South Dakota that I couldn't even handle a
woman's bike club initiation. They didn't know what type of woman's
club this was. I asked her for one more chance and she dismissed me
while she considered it. When I asked if I was to get back into my
bondage boots, she just shook her head and said later, if I was to be
allowed to finish the iniation.
I went to find my purse. For the rest of the evening I drank, serviced
anyone who was horny and occasionally played the humble waitress. As
the party was winding down, Mistress Carol and Wanda were laughing
together. I saw Carol hand something to her. I was summoned to join
them. When I arrived, Wanda removed her panties from under her skirt
and threw them on the ground. She then slid a pair of heavy black
rubber panties up her legs. These had something rubber protruding from
the front. I was ordered to kneel in front of Wanda. I was told that
even though I was fantastic with my tongue, I brought them to climax
too fast. Carol cuffed my hands behind my back and my ankles together.
Wanda then stood and showed me what was attached to the panties. It had
a rubber hood sewn into the front. Wanda stretched the rubber and
placed the hood over my head. The panties were crotchless. My head was
now trapped in the hood and my nose and tongue were buried on her
pussy.
"Let's see if a few hours of pussy training will teach her to be more
patient."
I spent the rest of the night buried in Wanda's pussy.
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