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THE RUNWAY PART 2

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Master lingered at the armpits until He decided she had had 
enough there, and then proceeded quickly to the sides of the 
breasts and the ribs.  The sensations were totally intolerable!  
ellen's eyes bugged out.  she couldn't breathe at all for several 
seconds at a time.  When she could get her breath, she screamed 
and laughed continuously.  Fingers rapidly glazed across her 
stomach, in and out of her navel, and down the back of her right 
leg.  Just when she thought she would faint from that, the 
fingers found her left leg, and began to slowly work their way up 
toward her exposed left foot.  ellen realized where the 
tormenting fingers were headed, and began to plead anew.     
"NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!  PLLLLEEASSSEEEE, NOT MY FOOT.  
NOT THEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHRRGGGHHHH!!"    
Master tickled the sole of the captive foot unmercifully.  ellen 
struggled violently in vain.  she was majestic.  her cunt was 
swollen with excitement, and her struggles caused her tits to 
jiggle wildly.  ellen thrust her hips in and out toward the 
audience with wild abandon.  she was aware of the show she was 
presenting, but she was helpless to stop it.  The tickling was 
maddening, and she only wanted it to stop!!  The fingers moved 
away from the foot, and quickly back to the tits and ribs, back 
to the legs, back to the foot--and so on--first one site and then 
another.  ellen had no control over where Master would tickle 
next, not that it mattered much.  her pussy was glistening, and 
her clit, swollen as it was, was protruding lewdly from beneath 
its hooded covering.  It was the most degrading position ellen 
had ever experienced! 
 
The tickling stopped.  Then Master upped the ante another notch!  
ellen stared in disbelief as He invited two males and two female 
buyers up on stage to convince themselves that ellen could not 
escape!  They were to torment her sexually in any way they 
desired, including probing her orifices, but were not allowed to 
actually fuck her.  ellen was horrified.  To be stimulated by two 
strange men was torment enough, but ellen had never been with 
another woman, and did not consider herself to be a lesbian!!  
But she knew she would have no option but to suffer the torment 
her Master had decided for her.  she was beginning to realize 
what He had meant by 'what is to accompany it.' 
 
To ellen's dismay, the four tormentors approached.  The two women 
began sucking ellen's tits.  One of the men kneeled and began to 
suck her clit while the other buried two fingers up her cunt.  
ellen began to get aroused as she became lost in a multitude of 
sensations!  Both tits being sucked, her swollen, sensitive clit 
was being sucked and flicked with one man's tongue, while another 
man was finger-fucking her wildly.  Then she felt the finger 
being withdrawn from her cunt and her juices smeared around her 
asshole.  Suddenly, another finger pressed, and then entered her 
asshole!  her cunt and asshole were alternately being finger- 
fucked at the same time.  ellen could only moan in ecstacy as the 
climax began to build.  Then the buildup was gone.  Like musical 
chairs, everyone rotated.  The men sucked her tits, and the women 
went to work on her clit, cunt, and asshole.  ellen quickly 
decided that women were more expert where it counted.  The climax 
quickly built, and the intensity of the strain it caused her to 
put on her bonds apparently again convinced her tormentors that 
she would stay put.  The sensations stopped as quickly as they 
had begun, and ellen was left formerly filled, but still 
unfulfilled.  Master thanked the participants, and they left the 
stage.   
 
Master stepped behind ellen and spoke.  "Ladies and gentlemen, 
one final test of the security of this equipment.  You sill 
notice that, as I said, the slave is in exquisite positioning for 
pleasure or pain.  The final test is one of pain." 
 
Before ellen could think about what He had said, she felt the 
sting of a thousand bees on her back.  And another, and another 
in quick succession.  She struggled violently when she realized 
she was being WHIPPED!!"  Up and down her back, over the twin 
globes of her tight ass, and across the top of her right leg the 
blows continued!  ellen screamed and fought her bonds.  To her 
horror, Master stepped in front!  ellen saw that the instrument 
of her torture was a short, multi-tailed leather crop. 
 
"You will notice that the position is ideal for whipping the back 
OR the FRONT!" 
 
ellen tried to turn away, but could not.  The blows continued 
across her breasts and abdomen and the underside of her elevated 
left leg.  ellen was lost in pain, screaming and struggling 
uncontrollably.  Finally, Master stopped and watched as ellen 
waaited.  Then, the final five blows landed right up ellen's bald 
snatch!!  ellen's screams reached a new level of intensity!  
Then, suddenly, Master stopped, and led ellen off the runway and 
through the entrance.  Time for the next piece of equipment.  
 
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the last exhibit of the evening, 
and I believe the 'climax' of the show will be worthy of your 
attention!"  ellen heard her Master as she waited just beyond the 
entrance.  she was most uncomfortable.   As ellen was pulled onto 
the runway, the audience gasped.  she was bound on her back on a 
leather-covered platform fixed underneath the same metal frame as 
before, except a pulley arrangement had been attached to each 
corner of the top bar of the frame with cables running from each 
pulley to the corners of the platform above ellen's head.  her 
arms were outstretched wide apart over her head and bound to 
eyelets screwed firmly to the platform.  her pelvis was strapped 
down to the platform.  her legs were pulled back over her head, 
and her ankles were strapped to each wrist.  she was naked, and 
her pussy and asshole were widely displayed.  she struggled to 
change her presentation somehow.  The viewers could clearly see 
her asshole and pussy quiver in small spasms as she struggled.  
her swollen pussy lips were pulled wide apart, and her clit 
continued to peek out from its hood as if to mock her 
helplessness by inviting its stimulation.  her breasts shifted 
slightly to each side, and jiggled as the platform with its bound 
beauty was pulled down the runway to the cheers of the viewing 
audience.  Underneath her shoulders, attached to the platform, 
was a metal plate, and a matching metal plate was attached to her 
shoulders. 
 
"Ladies and gentlemen, this device is a test of will, strength, 
and endurance.  It is very useful for slave training.  I have one 
additional piece of equipment to install." 
 
Master showed the audience what appeared to be a large metal 
dildo with the customary depressed ring at the base.  Attached to 
the base of the base of the dildo was a rod which split sharply 
into a "Y" piece at acute angles immediately as it exited the 
dildo.  The bottom part of the "Y" ended in a wide base with a 
surrounding "female" lock nut.  A similar "male" lock nut was 
attached to the platform just under ellen's ass.  The top part of 
the "Y" extended about three inches and ended in a metal cup 
about 1/2 inch in diameter and which was lined with soft rubber.  
 
Master greased the dildo and inserted it slowly, among high- 
pitched short screams from ellen, into her asshole, stretching it 
widely.  ellen knew it was secure within her as she felt her anal 
muscle "snap" around the ringed depression at the base.  It would 
take more effort than mere straining to cause the dildo to come 
out.  He then screwed the bottom "Y" into the base of the 
platform.  When the device was inserted and secured, the top cup 
fitted tightly against ellen's clit, leaving her pussy empty, but 
hungry.  Master then attached wide nipple clamps to ellen's tits.  
The clamps were attached by small coil wires to a box on the side 
of the frame which ellen had not noticed before.  The box had an 
ominous-looking switch.  she began to form some idea of what was 
in store for her! 
 
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, the equipment is ready for 
demonstration.  As I mentioned earlier, this slave has earned 
three punishments.  The clamps and paddling were the first.  The 
tickling and whipping session was the second.  This will be the 
third.  After I turn on this switch, the slave must keep her 
shoulders off the platform.  If the plates beneath her shoulders 
touch, the device covering her clit will begin to vibrate 
rapidly, giving the slave much pleasure.  However, after a short 
but variable time, the vibrating will stop, and a series of five 
electric shocks will begin with increasing intensity in her 
asshole and in her tits.  The shocks will be random.  The slave 
will have no idea how long the pleasure will last, when the 
shocks will start, or where each shock will hit next.  she will 
know that each one will be more intense than the previous one.  
Lifting her shoulders up off the plates will only stop the cycle 
from beginning again.  Once the plates touch, there is nothing 
the slave can do to prevent at least one cycle of stimulation and 
shocks.  If her shoulders allow the plates to touch for more than 
ten seconds, another cycle will follow the first.  And another 
for each ten seconds after that.  Therefore, it is certainly in 
the slave's best interest to not allow the plates to touch at 
all, and certainly for no more time than she can stand.  Such a 
device puts the slave in control of her fate.  Of course, given 
the position of the slave's arms, it will be very difficult for 
her to keep her shoulders off the platform indefinitely, or for 
long periods.  And, of course, it will be very difficult for the 
slave to keep her back arched during the cycle of vibration and 
shocks.  We should see a magnificent show!  Oh, ellen, you might 
want to arch your back now, unless you want the first cycle to 
start immediately." 
 
ellen strained to arch her back off the platform watched in 
horror as Master cooly flipped the switch.  There was a soft 
humming as the box came to life.  After only a few seconds, ellen 
began to tire.  her eyes widened as she felt her shoulders began 
to sag, and then, she felt the metal hit metal.  she slumped 
briefly to await her fate, and then raised her shoulders again.    
It was only barely perceptable at first, but the vibrator against 
her clit began to increase its tempo, and its effect on her was 
not long in coming.  As she became lost in ecstacy, her eyes 
rolled back and she began to make short grunting sounds.  
Suddenly, just as promised, the vibrations were gone and ellen 
felt the first shock on her left tit.  It was quickly followed by 
one a bit stronger on her right tit.  The one in her asshole  
followed, and was strong enough to make her yelp.  The both tits, 
and the final shock in her asshole was a true jolt.  ellen 
screamed as she tightened every muscle.   
 
After the last jolt, ellen slumped, and felt the metal hit metal 
again.  Again the cycle began--vibration, shock, vibration shock.  
ellen seemed to be unable to keep her shoulders off the platform 
for any significant length of time.  The timing of the vibrations 
was such that she never was allowed relief from her sexual 
tensions, and the force of the shocks and variable placement kept 
her in constant pleasurable and painful torment for several 
minutes.   
 
The Master abruptly flipped off the switch.  ellen was sweating 
and seemed lost in a daze.  Master flipped another switch, and 
the pulleys came to life.  They pulled the head of the platform 
up, rotating it into a standing position.  ellen found herself 
now hanging from her wrists and ankles eye to eye with Master.  
That also put her cock to cunt with the Master.  Through her 
daze, ellen watched Master remove his thong pouch, and saw  his 
enormous cock stand to attention.  He removed the top part of the 
"Y", but left the dildo buried within ellen's asshole, and 
attached to the platform.  ellen's pussy was well-lubricated and 
her clit was super-sensitive from the previous whipping and 
repeated vibrator activity.  she was primed and ready, needing 
desparately to be relieved.     
 
"ellen.  ELLEN!  What do you need?  What do you want me to do 
now?"  she heard her Master ask. 
 
Through the haze, ellen knew she was about to be fucked right 
there on the runway.  she was in a prime position and totally 
helpless.  she needed relief, and didn't care anymore how she got 
it.    
 
"I need you to fuck me.  Please fuck me." 
 
"I didn't hear you.  THEY DIDN'T HEAR YOU!!" 
 
"FUCK MEEEEE!! PLLLEEEAAASSSEE FUCK ME!!  NOW!!  HERE!!" 
 
Master approached ellen, allowing the tip of His cock to barely 
touch the gaping wet entrance to her tunnel.  He kissed her 
longingly as she vainly attempted to move her hips to slide up 
his shaft.  As He kissed her, He entered her very slowly, driving 
her crazy with anticipation.  As His full shaft filled her cunt, 
she could fill the twin cocks in both holes, one real, the other 
artificial, but the sensations were overwhelming.  she breathed 
pantingly through her nostrils as Master began His in and out 
motions more rapidly. His kiss continued uninterrupted, and He 
continued his rapid pumping action.  As ellen began to climax,  
Master reached up with both hands and began to tickle ellen's 
soles violently, rapidly running his fingers down the backs of 
her legs, up the ribs, sides of the breasts, and back to the feet 
again.  Round and round.  The intense stimulation of twin cocks 
filling both holes, the pumping action slamming against her 
supersensitive clit, and the unending tickling was finally more 
than ellen could stand.  A shuddering climax hit her, quickly 
followed by another.  Master did not stop, but continued His 
barrage of stimulations.  As several more climaxes hit ellen, she 
began to scream almost constantly.  Pleasure was once again 
becoming painful.  Finally Master came, and ellen was hit with a 
final climax as He ground His pelvis against her clit a final 
time!   
 
The audience roared its approval.  ellen was forced to remain in 
her ignoble position as the club leader came up on the runway to 
congratulate Master on His performance and staging, and on His 
ability to train his slave.  As ellen heard the leader proclaim 
their admittance to the club, she could hardly contain her added 
excitement as she tried to imagine what they might learn from 
other members' performances.  she also wondered with anticipation  
and facination just what her Master could come up with for her 
next performance.    



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