(I know its been awhile, I've been trying to find another editor as my poor slave is overworked with pleasing my friends and humiliating herself for my amusement. So if you are interested (in being an editor) drop me a line and let me know now without further ado.)
Chapter 6
The remaining four contestants hit the showers. They didn't say anything, didn't plan anything. Anne washed all the cum off her face. There was no way out of the situation that they could think of. What was worse was what the next contest , “The Fuck Off” They feared what that entailed. The four of them cleaned, brushed , gargled and did whatever they could think of to get the smell and taste to go away. No matter what they tried though they couldn’t get the smell of being turned into mere sexual objects.
“Alright ladies your time is up time to get back over here,” The girls trembled as they slowly approached their captors. They kept their eyes on the floor afraid to make contact and see the callous contempt in their captor’s eyes. Gerald directed the ladies to four medical exam tables that had been set up while they were cleaning. The ladies could see that the table was set to strap them down in a spread eagle position. The victims looked at their fated tables.
“Alright ladies this is the last elimination round, this time however you want to finish last not first, and remember the remaining three will be assigned positions for out little film project. One will be the star, one will be the fluffer and one will be the clean up.” The girls whimpered as the idea of the fate that was planned for them formed imaginary pictures. A jolt went through each of their collars.
“So we strap you down and put these high powered vibrators in you. The objective is very simple, we put these in you until you feel the need to cum. The last to cum gets to be spared from our fun.” A new light shown on their collars. “Just to show you we're not such bad guys we're going to let you ladies decide what position will make you cum.” Anne looked up shyly.
“On top, I like to ride on top,” Veronika then spoke up
“I guess I like the missionary...” a shock cut her off.
“The light on your collar lets you know that we turned on a sensor that will shock all of you if one of your pulses quicken.
“Ok, I like to get it from behind.” Natasha moaned embarrassed looking at her captors.
“And you Anne, what gets you wet?” he asked her. She looked up at him with shame.
“I do like the missionary position,” Anne told them. “I like to rest my legs on my lover as he bends over me.” Anne admitted tears of shame filling her eyes.
“I'm more of a side fucker myself,” Sydney informed them.
“Well guys look like we're going to have to do some creative bondage to get these ladies ready,”
The girls felt even more shame being forced to admit their sexual position preferences Each model struggled against their bonds none of them wanting to deal with the shame of having an orgasym brought on by a sex toy in the their favourite fuck me position. When they saw the actual machines their fear grew. Their captors brought out various piston powered fucking machines. The machines were on wheeled platforms and could be extended or lowered to match their victim's positions. Natasha felt the toy inserted in her from behind. She felt the cold feel of the lubricant help the toy slide into her. She whimpered as the instrument invaded her body. She wasn't the only one, each of the girls was creatively arranged to best simulate the way they liked it. Veronika and Anne were easy as they were just placed on the tables with their legs spread eagle. Veronika's table was rotated upright and was angled so a piston dildo was pumping in her. Natasha had to fore go the table and was instead placed in stocks. The worse though was Sydney who had one of her legs elevated upwards and her arms stretched forward to simulate her lying on her side. The dildoes were then angled so they could enter the models and then turned on so the contest could begin. Once they were all posed for action the pistons started. Each of them felt the humiliation of being violated by the machines. The remaining four struggled against the pain despite the lubrication as the toys pushed in them.
“Stop please,” Veronika cried
“No more,” Anne pleaded. But the machines were past the start up point and were now pushing more into them and were continuously pushing through there dry sore pussies. The whole room was a chorus of ectasy and shame as each model felt themselves being abused by the machines. Veronika whimpered as the dildo pushed upwards in her, while Natasha did her best to suppress a moan as she was taken from behind. Unfortunately for Anne she was still dry and her insides felt like they were on fire. Because of all the sex going on no one noticed the machines starting to short out. What no one seemed to realize is all the equipment was taking its toll on the old warehouse fuse box. As each model cried out in fear, shame and pain. Most of the equipment was thrown together so it shouldn't have been a surprise when the short started. The toys started picking up speed and each one of the victims felt they were going to die of shame when suddenly the lights started flickering. Despite the darkness the toys started pumping faster than the ladies were prepared for. Dimitri noticed a plume of smoke rising from the circuit box. He quickly alerted his companions to the damage. The girls screamed and moaned while the toys manhandled them. The machines kept ramming into them as their captors tried to get close to the fuse box that was sparking. The pistons started pushing at random going fast then slow, stopping and accelerating in no particular patteren. The girls screamed as small shocks went through their collars. The lights suddenly stopped flickering and just went out they could hear screams from all the ladies and then just silence. The group had no choice but to shut down the whole building. It didn't matter much to their victims who had lost consciousness. A flashlight broke the darkness and the FD group could see their captives passed out. Worse they had all cum but their was no way to determine who had cum first or last. A few whimpers broke the silence as the girls started to come to. They were all chained up still but the pistons had stopped.
“To bad about the chains if it wasn't for them you might have been able to escape since the collars are down.” Gerald taunted them. “As it is however we'll have to resort to some old school methods instead.”
“Well, how are going to judge you all you sluts came” Matt remarked
“But that's not fair,” Natasha whined
“Y, your machine...” Anne tried to say. As they spoke Gerald was readying the syringes. As the darkness took them each girl wondered what was going to happen to them.
They woke up back in their waiting area to see a tray of fresh fruit waiting for them. After all they gone through they hadn't realized how hungry they were. They also learned that while they were asleep their collars were fixed. The group watched as they ate discussing the new system to break the tie. They smiled as the girls went into the showers to clean up and decided to give them an hour to digest before continuing.
“Ok sluts its time to start a new round.” they heard after an hour. Despite the shower they had taken just hearing those words made them all feel dirty. When they arrived at the studio they saw their captors waiting for them with blindfolds. “Alright ladies it looks like we have to devise a new system. So me and the boys have decided the best way to determine who does what for our film is to develop a nice new scoring system. So whoever scores the lowest gets gangbanged, and whoever scores the highest gets to go home. The rules are simple, you will be blindfolded , your job is to find a cock, free it from its pants and do whatever it takes to get it hard enough for you to fuck.” The remaining girls whimpered. “Now its going to be a small circle so if any of you ladies step out of bounds you'll get a small shock.” They were then led to the circle which they could see was surrounded by sensors. They were then forced onto their knees were their captors started blindfolding them.
“Don't move until we tell you to,” Matt ordered them. The ladies stayed kneeling hearing the shuffling of their captors.
“Ok girls find a cock.” The ladies started to feel around trying to find a dick to serve. The four of them stood desperate not to be the last.
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