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Chapter Fifteen The girls smiled to each other as they studied the bound slaves, staked out in the spread eagle position. As the girls reached for the equipment they would be using, prior to the coating session, each one took time to let their hands run over the bodies of the slaves bound before them, to get a feel for the curves, the corners and the angles of each slave's body. The girls had specific tasks here as they did with any slave meat brought to the room for cleaning and prepping, and both knew that if they did not wish to be on the receiving end of this room, they had best do their jobs well. Sophie lay on the table, exhausted to her core. Her chest moving in shallow gasps as she sought to recover her strength from the ordeal she had been through. All holes in her seemed stretched beyond belief and the gag filling her mouth continued to make her jaw ache and she felt humiliated by the steady stream of drool that slipped out of the corners of her mouth. The Cross,the stocks, the enema, the hosing down had just about broken her spirit and she moaned and shivered as she felt the touch of the handler assigned to tend to her now. She had always loved exposing herself and letting others see her during sexual action. This was something she and her boyfriend Eric had loved and done in Europe for many months. They had even found an onlineon linecan Master to turn to and comply with his instructions, and what adventures he had led them on. He even had Eric tied and bound during some of them. She smiled to herself as she remembered the rush she felt seeing Eric bound to the cross with his cock hard and throbbing. She shivered as she felt her body being wiped down again with a warm clothe and wondered what had happened to her boyfriend and if she would ever see him again. Her eyes closed for a moment as she felt a creme it seemed being spread under her arms and rubbed into her skin there. It smelled similar to the shaving creme she used when she shaved her underarms and legs, and she shivered softly as the touch of the handler, wondering if she was going to be shaved as part of the cleaning ritual they were having to endure. The massaging of the ointment into her body felt good, as the hands of the girl rubbed the ointment onto her body from the neck all the way down her chest, her legs and even onto her feet. It was a relaxing change of pace, but she also began to feel a stinging sensation come as the ointment sank deeper into her skin. As she bit down on the gag, she wondered about the male on the other table. She had seen him come into the club with a couple, the female and he on leash. After serving the trio, she watched with curiosity as The couple led him to a bidding post and secured him there. She had been at the club long enough to know what his fate was, or so she had thought. She had seen him inspected by the Dark Mistress with the 3 girls in chains that had followed her and then disappeared into the Private VIP section of the club, and when told to serve a drink to the Scarlett Haired Mistress who had entered the club later with the Hollywood starlet on leash, she had not thought anything of it when told to say the drink had been from the Man bound to the pole. She nearly fainted when The Mistress instructed the Club aide to take her to the room and make her ready. She shuddered as she remembered being cuffed and led down the hall and then strapped to the Cross, naked and balancing over the wooden dildo that slid into and out of her pussy every time she rose or lowered herself on the cross. At first as always, the sexual needs of her body came to the forefront and she had humped and displayed herself obscenely for those who were in the Dungeon, watching her writhe and suffer on the Cross. The orgasms that ripped through her were intense as always. She had learned from serving her American Master, how hard she came when strapped to a cross, and when the Mistress studied her with those eyes, it was like all inhibitions in her were stripped away and she was a pure sexual slut, seeking favor from those who controlled her sex and herself as well. But the pain also taught and trained her as her body was pushed above and beyond what she felt herself capable of enduring, yet the pain excited her in ways that the sensual did not. She had lost all track of time, and felt drained from all that had been done to her. Yet the fear that her night was not over lay in the back of her mind as the stinging sensation swept her body. Her handler made sure the hair removal creme was lathered all over Sophie's body, to not only remove all hair, but to make the skin soft, supple and glow, as a well cleaned piece of meat should be for those about to feed on her. She struggled and began to moan as the ointment sank in and set her skin on fire. She saw both handlers approach him and begin to feel him up and inspect his body, both freely handling his cock and balls, commenting on how it was going to really need a good lathering of the mixture to get this area cleared out. She tried to focus on what they were doing to him when the ointment began to set her sex afire and caused her to pull back into her mind and writhe and moan from the pain and the burning it felt that her body was going through. He heard the moans of anguish coming from Sophie as he rested in his bonds. He had been stretched and tested as hard as he could ever recall being worked and the ache was deep in his body and bones. So the chance to lay down even pined down on display like this, gave him a chance to rest and regain his strength. His eyes opened up though as he felt the handlers, taking free rein to feel him up but good. A deep sigh slipped past his bit gag as he felt hands in places that reminded him that he was slave here, a piece of meat to be checked and prodded as called for. Still in spite of his best intent, he could not stop his body from responding to their touches as he felt them handle and stroke his cock and balls, squeezing the sac and fondling his cock back to hardness. The pleasure of the action caused him to moan into his gag, as the first handler began to spread the ointment over his chest and arms. The smell of the ointment wafted into his nose, but the other handler was still teasing and toying with him, making him hard to the point it was hard to concentrate and maintain control, which is what the girls had hoped to get. His cock stiffened under the attention as he felt the ointment applied to his arms and underneath them and all over his chest. He tried to understand what was happening, when the lips of the girl slide down his shaft and again, blew his concentration out of the water. He was so weary, he could not even try and buck his hips to move her from his rod, and her lips and warm mouth were wet and<b> skilled </font></b>at their task and he felt the old rush of blood race to the organ and answer the call of her talented mouth and hands. The slender girl leaned in and whispered in his ear. "If you obey and do as your told, I will remove your gag for a short breather slavemeat." Her eyes sparkled with joy at what she was thinking, and she saw it as part and parcel of the perks of working in this part of the club. "You will stay silent while we work on you and obey any command given you by either of us with a simple "Yes Mistress", do you understand slavemeat? "Nod your head twice if you do and are wanting a breather from that bit gag." She winked down to her partner who smiled back as she took a scoop of the ointment out and rubbed it in and around his cock and balls and right above his manhood, covering the public hair with the ointment too. She grinned, knowing that the lotion would do it's bit on him as it was doing on the French girl, soaking into the body and loosening the body hairs that had to be removed from the neck down on both slaves, so no hair would get in the way of the plating of the food on the slaves and on the feeding that might be done on them on a sexual level as well. The scent of the handles filled his senses, almost masking out the aroma of the ointment that he felt begin to tingle and heat his body up. His jaws had been filled with the bit gag for it seemed like forever, and the thought of any kind of relief seemed to be worth it, although he had an idea of what was going to happen when the gag was removed. But he knew from other dances in other places, when submissive or slave, you make trades to get you to where you need to be. He was under their control, and in his current state, disobedience or refusal to cooperate, was never a smart move. So he looked up briefly and nodded his understanding to the Handler, who clapped her hands together delightedly as she caressed his cheek and told him to lift his head so She could get at the strap behind him where the gag had been secured into place. She pulled her shorts off as she moved his gag off to the side and smiled as she saw her partner move over to where the French slave was and move between the slave's legs to feast on some French Wine. Both girls did not fear being punished for using the slaves in this way, for that was the fate of all slaves who came through these quarters. Their fate had been decided, the lives they knew were gone forever, even if they had not fully realized what had happened to them. But for now, she had needs, and he had a mouth and She would take pleasure from it, and if he served well, perhaps She would pleasure herself on his cock and allow him a full release before they finished the denuding of the slavemeat and moving them onto the serving trays that would wheel them up to the private dining area, where they would be staked out, layered with food, and served to their Owner and whomever She might wish to share the meal and the meat with. She smiled in delight and wondered how good he could be with his tongue. After stripping down nude, she climbed up onto the table and knelt right over his face. He did find her cute, and sexy, even bound and vulnerable as he was, and he knew what she was wanting. She squeezed her breasts together for him and leaned in and whispered softly. "Please me with your tongue slave, and perhaps I will let you taste how good my breasts are." She grinned as she tweaked her nipples, which had hardened quickly in the cool of the room. She tossed her head back and let her hair fall into place as She knelt over him and lowered herself over his mouth, moaning softly as she felt the first touches of his tongue on her hot twat. He took a deep breath as She settled in over his mouth and began to lick and suck at her pussy. She had been excited during the earlier work and he could taste the mixture of her juices along with the sweat of exertion from the work she had done earlier. The scent of her was tantalizing as was the sounds of her moans as he pushed his tongue along her slit and across her clit while she writhed on his face and squeezed her breasts together. She moaned in pleasure as his tongue hit some of her sweet spots and she felt her body shiver and more other juices flowed and began to cover his face with her sweetness He felt her pleasure as she continued to moan in pleasure at his kisses, and the way he sucked on her swollen clit. She sifted up and down on his face, coating it with her juices as she sought to ride the wave of pleasure she was finding from his mouth. When he slowed, all she needed to do was squeeze his cock hard to remind him that he had work to do, and she was rewarded with a renewed sucking and feeding on her pussy and the waves of pleasure continued to build inside her. As he felt his body tense and tighten underneath her, his growl at her handling of his cock only seemed to make her hotter and wetter at that. She rocked back and forth across his mouth, making it hard for him to continue pleasuring her, but he still licked and kissed and nuzzled and sucked at her as he felt her moans take a higher pitch of tone, and that in turn excited his body with an energy level he didn't think had replenished after all he had been put through so far that evening. She lifted and turned around and suddenly her ass was in his face as She leaned down to suck on his swollen cock and he felt her nipples brush across his skin. He continued to suck and swallow as the stream of juices continued to flow from her, and he felt the swelling of her lower lips which he then also paid attention to, licking at the slit and kissing the lips and nibbling on them gently. Her deep throating of his cock dragged a growl of desire out of him as She sought her pleasure from his body in whatever way She could grab it. She did not know him, nor what was to become of him after they had finished their work, and she did not care. She got excited at what they did to the slavemeat that was brought through their club and considered this part of the fringe benefits of the job. She raised her head and looked over to see her partner and finished sucking Sophie to orgasm and had turned the French cunt over and was massaging the ointment on the backsides of the new slave and seeing the pussy coated with the ointment, She smiled to herself at what the girl would be feeling. Both She and her partner had to submit to a denuding of their own, so their skin would be hair free and the skin smooth and pleasing to the eyes of their Bosses and the VIP guests they served. But during the process, her body, especially her loins felt as if they were on fire as the ointment did it's work. But on the other hand, it meant she had great smooth silky sexy legs for at least 3 months without having to worry about another round with the razor and a can of Shaving cream. He began to struggle in his chains as the stinging of the ointment did it's job and set his skin afire. This action made him feed and suck harder on the pussy and clit of his handler, who groaned loudly as She writhed on his face while sucking and working his cock to an aching state of desire. The two of them bucked and bounced on the table, She throwing her head back and crying out into the room as his mouth and tongue took her to the place she wanted to be. She felt the first tastes of his juices and she sucked harder, enjoying the freedom of being able to use him for her pleasure at this moment. Both She and her partner got so hot from cleaning and working on the slavemeat, that She felt no qualms in doing what others would soon be doing with these two, getting pleasure from their service and suffering. As they bucked and sucked and he struggled in his chains to bring her off, shackles had been lowered from the overhead trac atrackophie's legs were undone, one at a time and locked into place. Her handler grinned as She pushed the buttons and the chains retracted, pulling the girl's legs into the air, even as her wrists were still bound to the front end of the table. Sophie's moans could be heard through her gag as the new strain and stress placed on her body reenerre-energizednd caused her to cry out into her gag. But her handler had worked this room before and guided the hoist and chains into position and adjusted the girl's cart she had been strapped to, more into position as the slavemeat was being lifted into the air. Just when it looked like the girl had been placed on an inverted rack, Sophie's handler undid her wrists from their restraints and rolled the cart away, leaving the slave to dangle like a fresh side of beef. Sophie screamed into her gag as she felt the blood begin to rush into her head. So stunned was she by this, she did not even feel her hands being cuffed and secured behind her back. But her screams were what was needed for the handler who had been sucking and pleasuring herself on the male slave. She slipped her mouth off his hard cock and howled into the room and let loose as her orgasm ripped through her and she came all over his face as he struggled to suck and take it all, while moaning at the way She left him hot and needing and now with no release from the addtioadditional of his excited manhood. The girl lifted herself off his face and smiled as her partner came over and worked the buttons that moved the shackles over to where he lay strapped to the table. She turned around and smiled at her juices coating his face and goatee. She saw the ache in his face and the want in his eyes as his cock was being slapped around by her partner. "Get used to it boy," she smiled as she caressed and squeezed her breast together, just out of his reach. "You were ok witOKyour tongue and mouth, but not good enough to taste these." She smiled as She got off the table and went over and hugged her partner. Their bodies tanned, toned and coated in a sheen of sweat and desire as they kissed each other deeply while making sure his ankles were locked into place. He closed his eyes to shut out the sight of the two free women enjoying the moment, his cock still stiff and his balls aching from need. He heard the whimpers now of his partner in this ordeal, and turned to see Sophie hanging upside down by her ankles. Her face red, her eyes closed, the tears streaking out of the corner of her eyes as she waited helplessly for what was to come next. He could see her body coated in the same ointment that was driving him crazy, and then his eyes opened wide as he felt his legs being lifted up into the air and he turned to see the girls laughing at them, and his handler moved to him, and picked up the gag. "Open up boy," she said as she slapped his ass firmly. "Time for slavemeat to be seen and not heard." He growled softly as he obeyed her command and felt the damm bdamngbit gagped back into his mouth and secured as his body continued to be raised into the air. "When I undo your restraints from your wrists slavemeat," his handler whispered in his ear, "If you do not wish your girl to suffer more at your expense, do nothing with your hands except place them behind your back." He studied her face as she issued her instructions to him and nodded as the bitgagbit gagagain filled his mouth. The girl caressed his cheek, happy to see him obey so well. She mockingly caressed his face as she undid his bonds and watched him be lifted off into the table and hung as the girl was. She noted his quick obedience and smiled. Some people would survive in their new life, others would not. She locked his hands into place behind his back and smacked his ass firmly again. She was not sure about the girl, dangling beside him as her partner went for the power hose and got the water pressure build up. But this one, She stroked his hard shaft teasingly and heard him moan at her touch. This one just might make it, depending on who had bought him. She stepped back and rolled the carts away from the two as the washdowash downof the denuding was ready. Now that the ointment had it's chance to soak into the bodies of both slaves, it was time to wash it off, along with most of the hair that had been loosened by the potion. They would have to take a pair of chamois clothes to the bodies of the slavemeat, to wipe off the rest of the hair and ointment from their bodies. She grinned at the sight, since it was always a turn on to see slavemeat hanging from the hook, more or less, and since She was still nude, she did not mind getting wet as her partner began to hose the two slaves down. She clapped happily as the first gusts of water from the hose, washed over the slaves and swung them back and forth in their chains, causing the bodies to rock back and forth. She triggered the overhead showers that would keep a steady flow of water falling down on them. She had to stay on alert, since while being hung from their ankles, the noses or mouths of the slavemeat could be filled with water and cause major problems if the slaves could not breath while being cleaned. She remembered the previous pair of handlers that had botched this part of a washdowash downhivered at the punishpunishment two girls endured. The last she had heard, both had been sold, One to a Russian Drug Lord who had a sadistic taste for American women, and other one was sold to a Japanese CongloConglomeratea Dungeon Whorehouse where girls served in ways she just shudddshuddereding about. A snort from the male slave who sputtered as the water washed into his face and mouth, pulled her back to attention. She nodded to her partner who turned off the hose and let the drenched slaves hang there, dripping and soaked, the bodies showing tghe ethets of the ointment, as patches of skin were now hair free, and they moved into wipe the slaves bodies down with the cloths. The results were as expected, what hair had not been washed off by the high pressure hosing down, came off easily enough as the handlers, dried and completed the denuding of the slavemeat, and as they stepped back and inspected the two. Both girls were pleased to see each slave was hair free from the neck down, both bodies glistened and glowed from the effects of the treatment, and even the male's was now clean of all hairs, public and otherwise. It was time to send them off into the kitchen area, where they would be dressed with the foods and plated and secured on the tables that would be used to feed the Guests in the VIP lounge area. The handlers were happy and soaked and pleased with their work, and so each one took the remote controls and fired up the motors and sent the slavemeat hanging like a side of beef, to the kitchen for the plating and securing. It was time for them to slip back into the employees area and clean each other up and play for awhile, before they were summoned back to work in the next bodies. As the slaves disappeared through the swinging doors, She turned to her partner, still clothed and nodded and knelt before her, nude, wet and wanting. Her legs spread as her partner approached, her back was straight as she felt the longing sweep over her again. She held her head high, but kept her eyes lowered as her hands slipped behind her neck, making her breasts pull up and present themselves more for her Partner's approval. She sighed happily as she felt the collar slide around her neck and be locked into place and the click of the leash showed it was time for the fun to begin. A gentle tug on the leash, brought her to her feet, hands still held in place behind her head, she smiled and moaned softly as Her Partner led her off for some pleasure time of their own. |
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