Innocence Lost Ch 02
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In Which we learn about the rewards and joy of unbridled pleasure, but also see how it may compromise the better virtues of Innocence and Chastity.
What could be done about Null? wondered Kedi as she sat astride Innocence thrusting her crotch backwards and forwards on Innocence’s wonderful penis. She was unable to avoid wondering about this as Null was sitting opposite her on the floor, chained as always to the furniture frantically masturbating herself while Innocence and Kedi were in the throes of mutual passion. What talents does Null have? Kedi continued to wonder as the two exhausted lovers collapsed together and a trickle of Innocence’s semen flowed down her inside leg.
‘What would you say is Null’s greatest asset?’ Kedi asked Innocence as they cuddled up together watching the girl lick her hands of the lubrication she’d generated from her cunt.
‘Her sex drive?’ suggested Innocence, obviously imagining that Kedi already knew.
‘Sex drive?’
‘Well, no one else can go on and on and on like she does and keep up the same level of enthusiasm.’
Kedi could only agree and this became the basis of an idea she developed. Null was certainly a girl who could take partner after partner, and continue doing so all day. Why then not charge people for the privilege of doing so? Kedi had had enough experience from organising her own sex shows to see exactly how this exercise could be done. And soon with the assistance of Innocence and her sister she put her idea into practice. Mouse said that she’d like to help, but as her priorities were to do with preparing for her departure to sing and dance and have sex on stage Kedi actively dissuaded her. ‘There is enough for you to do. And it is not much work we have to do either.’
Indeed, to a certain extent there wasn’t. Kedi found a garage she could rent at a reasonable rate in the town centre which she kitted up with a bed and sheets she managed to find in a deserted building. She then made the interior of the garage as much like a bedroom as she could, with erotic pictures that she’s borrowed from Mouse that were in fact promotional photographs of productions she’d been involved in. Any discriminating visitor would have soon established that there were rather more pictures of Mouse than of anyone else.
However, discriminating visitors were not what Kedi was anticipating as she set up a stall outside the garage, just by the door that led into it from the side. It was just visitors willing to pay a reasonable and relatively competitive rate for five or ten minutes of sex. Indeed, what Kedi had decided on was to supply conveyor belt sex with Null as the main provider of this commodity. Above the door, she hung the sign Five Minute Fuck, and underneath the actual rate and a picture of Null in a lascivious attitude. This photograph was not difficult to take, – the difficulty was determining which of the many lascivious and frankly sluttish photographs most promoted Null’s unique properties.
Attracting custom was not initially easy, but Chastity and Innocence helped Kedi by handing out leaflets advertising Null’s unique skills and, of course, the exceptionally reasonable rate. As the leaflet made clear – how could a potential customer possibly afford not to take advantage of the offer? What Kedi was not sure was if what she was doing was making Null a prostitute against her will or if, indeed, what Null was doing could properly be called prostitution. However, on the first fairly slack days, when it was Kedi’s turn to supervise Null’s lovemaking rather than to collect pay at a table from visitors queuing up to come in, she came to the conclusion that she was really just providing a service for Null and if there was some pecuniary compensation for it then that could not be bad. Null was so clearly grateful for the sex she was receiving and so reluctant to see each customer leave that Kedi couldn’t really consider that Null was being exploited.
Null’s success at providing the perfect Five Minute Fuck was not immediate. In the first weeks or so, it was quite difficult to release Null from customers who delighted as they were at getting rather more than their money’s worth had really decided that they’d had enough. Null was almost inconsolable when a customer had left, and soon Innocence and Chastity had to provide assistance in giving the oversexed Null sexual satisfaction as well as assisting Kedi with the organisation of the venture. Soon however, the one or maybe two customers an hour had grown to be a constant queue of men and occasionally women who would patiently wait their time to have their moment of sexual release. At lunch time on a working day, this queue might stretch several yards along the road and provided obstructions to other businesses which was only compensated by the extra trade these businesses themselves were gaining.
The pattern had soon set in, with Kedi, Innocence and Chastity taking turns at collecting money from customers before seeing Null and restraining Null from continuing to have sex with a customer who was either clearly finished or had exceeded his five minutes. Null was certainly much happier now and it was only because the three girls couldn’t maintain their roles for twenty four hours a day that Null ever got to finish making love at all.
‘Is there any limit to Null’s sexual appetite?’ Innocence exclaimed, as late at night after the last people in the queue had been satisfied (and usually in substantially less than the promised five minutes), Null was still clamouring for Innocence to fuck her.
‘Is there a way to find out?’ wondered Chastity, who then came up with the idea of a Fuckathon. This, she said, would be to simply ask people to take turns in fucking Null, and keep it going until Null could keep going no longer. They would pay for the privilege of being in the Fuckathon and they could invite newspapers and television reporters to witness Null’s phenomenal achievement.
‘But shouldn’t we collect the money for a charity or something?’ queried Innocence who really didn’t know of her sister ever doing anything if there wasn’t some distinct advantage to herself in it.
‘We can give a certain amount to a charity, I suppose,’ Chastity conceded, ‘but only after we award ourselves pay for the administrative costs.’
Neither Kedi nor Innocence was that sure of Chastity’s sincerity concerning any charitable activity, but they helped Chastity book a room with a raised platform and seats for an audience and helped her in promoting the Fuckathon. This event attracted rather more attention than even Chastity had anticipated, but this was mostly because of the reputation already generated from Kedi’s Five Minute Fuck enterprise. There were a large number of sponsors willing to pay considerably more for the privilege of taking part in the event than they would normally need to do for Null’s services. Kedi’s main hope was that they wouldn’t run out of fuckers before Null finally gave up.
On the day on which the event began – and it was anticipated that it would continue for several days – Kedi was gratified to see the hall was full and not just with participants but with observers, reporters and television cameras. In fact one television station, fronted by a woman with short hair, a business suit and large breasts that deliberately burst free from her jacket, was to film the whole event, but not to actually screen it all. This woman started off by describing the event to her viewers, – which included the stage, the participants and, most importantly of all, Null herself. This woman interviewed both Innocence and Chastity whom she described as the main organisers of the event, but pointedly avoided interviewing Kedi, although she had more to do with its organisation than anyone else. Kedi would have been more offended had she not lived in Wonderground for so long and become rather accustomed to such casual racism.
Several reporters had tried to interview Null as she lay chained to the side of the stag
e before the event, but were soon discouraged by her inability to understand their questions, to form any answers and to restrain herself from trying to sexually assault them. However, when the event started it was much easier to focus on her as participant after participant came on stage in agreed turns, paid their money, and fucked Null.
This routine went on and on, and soon the commentators found that really there were only two things they could do. One was to praise the participants in working so hard for charity and making the event such a success (and forbearing to mention those whose sexual performance was not quite adequate and who after the prescribed maximum time had to be taken off stage without achieving any successful sex at all). The other was to pass comment on Null’s unflagging sexual enthusiasm, her frequent, noisy and often explosive orgasms and what a marvellous performer she was. This must have become very boring for both spectators and commentators after a while as after a full day of sex, Null continued through the night and into the next day with no apparent sign of fatigue.
This state of affairs just continued and continued, and by the eighth day in which Null had not slept at all, the audience which had thinned out after the second day was packing out the hall as spectators observed for themselves a phenomenon of sexual stamina that most hadn’t believed possible. Kedi’s fears of a lack of fuckers proved to be unfounded as the fame of Null and the Fuckathon had spread beyond Wonderground and people were rushing to participate from everywhere.
And then, just when it seemed that Null would never tire, indeed after she’d just yet again exploded into orgasmic screams that echoed throughout the hall and frightened off a flock of pigeons outside, she suddenly collapsed underneath the man who was fucking her at the time and fell asleep. The Fuckathon was then over.
Kedi was relieved. She wondered whether Null would be all right after such relentless fucking, but she was and a few days later, after she’d recovered from an immensely long sleep she was back at the Five Minute Fuck, with her name in much large letters and a photograph of the Fuckathon, being charged out at somewhat more extortionate rates than before.
Null didn’t understand why, but she felt that she was being treated with rather more respect and consideration than she’d ever had before. Her most pressing need, which was for frequent and unrestrained sex, was at last being satisfied and she was very grateful to the women who’d made it possible for her. Now that Mouse had left to perform elsewhere, there were now only three others sharing the flat, and although she wasn’t able to quantify it in any way, their quality of life had somehow improved as well. She really had no suspicion that in some way her prodigious sexual appetite was the reason why none of the girls needed to work any more, beyond facilitating her own services to the many clients who would queue up for them.
Innocence was now quite lonely now that her lover had gone, and she had decided not to share her bed permanently with Kedi or her sister, though this didn’t prevent her having sex with them on frequent occasions. Her times with Null were mostly spent with the sole intent on giving the girl the kind of care and attention she quite obviously needed. Innocence, however, was the only one of the girls who ever came to her for sex, but the one who was most attentive to her these days was Chastity. When Null was out of the now sumptuously decorated flat, away from the massive video and stereo system, and not lounging in the comfortable luxury furniture, she would either be providing her Five Minute Fuck or, increasingly, be escorted by Chastity to the premises of some man who seemed delighted by the extent of her sexual desire.
There seemed to be an endless procession of these visits in premises more sumptuous even than those she’d become accustomed at her flat, where men with great wealth, sometimes singly and sometimes in groups with participating women, would assist her in indulging in all sorts of sexual activity. She would be urinated on, have faeces dropped onto her, would have whole hands pushed inside her while her anus was being filled by all sorts of objects, sometimes manacled and chained, sometimes slapped, but always having close intimate attention. This was what she craved and what she demanded. And in all this, Chastity would be out of sight waiting for her, and would only appear when, after hours of sexual activity it was time to leave. And quite often she would be handling a large wad of notes.
Null was not totally insensitive to the atmosphere at the flat which often seemed strained, with Innocence and Kedi arguing with Chastity it seemed about the very money which Chastity was collecting from Innocence’s clients. They somehow appeared rather less than enthusiastic about her new activities. Often at the end of these arguments, Innocence would sit with a Null restrained by chain and cunt-ring and talk to her. Null had no idea what Innocence was saying, but it seemed very sympathetic and tearful. What troubled her was that these conversations didn’t necessarily lead to sex, but she supposed that Innocence was getting some gratification from them.
There then came a period where with apparent reluctance from Chastity, Null found herself totally deprived of all sex except from Innocence. Indeed only Innocence and Kedi ever came to speak to her, while Chastity might be seen looking at Null from round the corner of a door. This abstinence upset Null. She flung herself bodily at the two girls and masturbated with everything she could find, including her food. She weeped from frustration and beat her cunt hard to stimulate sensation from it. On one occasion she hit it so hard that it started to bleed, and she took consolation in letting the blood gather in her hands and then licking them. When Innocence found her lying on the sheets with a puddle of blood between her legs, she shrieked and was soon joined by the other two girls who argued vehemently amongst themselves what should be done.
The result of this was a return to visiting men again in Chastity’s custody – something which clearly pleased her, but appeared to give less pleasure to the other two. Chastity had started talking to her at greater depth and indeed to show a great deal more affection than before. She didn’t however appear to be particularly enthusiastic about having sex with her. She also now took on the responsibility of feeding her, washing her and combing her hair – tasks that previously only the other two had ever done.
Null was happy to return to fucking. She didn’t mind who fucked her. Women with dildos, dogs, donkeys, children – it didn’t matter! Chastity also didn’t mind, it seemed – being more concerned with the money she was receiving. Null missed the Five Minute Fuck, although her own perception of it had been of a paradise served by an unending queue of fuckers.
However, she was vaguely aware that things were due to change again – and found some of Chastity’s attention rather more clinging than before. She also became aware that the other two girls approached her in a way that she’d experienced before whenever she was due to leave somewhere. The change when it came though was not totally unexpected.
The evening before was one she spent making love to both Innocence and Kedi with Chastity watching unhappily from a chair. Innocence was much more passionate than usual and greatly attentive to giving the girl as much pleasure as she could. Although, Null shared her penis with Kedi, she got the feeling that Innocence was making a special effort to fuck Null principally. The lovemaking went on through the night, and was punctuated with tears and some arguing from Chastity.
The following day, she was awoken by the three girls who hugged and kissed her in a sorrowful manner, and then she was introduced to a new companion who was a tall middle-aged woman in a long white coat and with a ver
y sad smile. This companion took Null around the shoulders and cuddled her firmly to her bosom, restraining her at the same time from any sexual activity. Her hair was stroked and and her face was tenderly kissed. She was then put into a strange jacket whose sleeves pulled her arms across her waist and prevented her from moving. There followed a peculiar ceremony of tears and kisses and cuddles from the three girls, which somehow she knew meant that there wouldn’t be any more sex with them again. Null had experienced occasions like this before, but never so intently.
All of a sudden, something deep inside her cracked and she started crying and blubbing and weeping unrestrainedly. She felt surprise as her eyes started pouring out tears whose salt trail mingled in her mouth with the dribble of snot from her nose to produce a very salty taste. Although no one had hit her, she felt the same bruised and damaged feeling about her lower face that she’d usually only experienced after rough sex with men of peculiarly cruel taste.
The last Null saw of her companions were the three of them through the window of the white car waving again and again at her as it drove away with her and her new companions. Kedi was standing naked as always, while Chastity and Innocence had their arms around each other with Innocence crying almost as much as Null was. Her new companions spoke to her and cuddled her, but as the realisation of the perhaps permanent loss of her lovers became clearer, Null began screaming and wailing inconsolably – and continued to do so for several more weeks until she could no longer clearly remember just what it was she was missing so terribly.
To Be Continued…
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