"The Dance"

The dancers were getting impatient. It had been over five minutes since the
last song ended and the dancers wanted to get back in action. All around me,
the dancers were getting back to heavy petting. The were reacquainting
themselves with their partners body cavities. A staff slut was handing out
little pouches of skin lotion. I saw the dancers grab the pouches and
proceed to rub it into their partners bodies. Crystal grabbed two pouches.
In a minute I was rubbing the skin lotion deep into Crystal's pussy. I
noticed that many of sluts were showing shiny red tits and pussies after the
lotion was applied. I could now see the effects of the "Pussy Whip" on the
slut's bodies and I liked it. It started slowly but soon the crowd was
calling in unison "Whipping Post, Whipping Post". They were shouting, "We
want Whipping Post". I asked Crystal if someone was going to be whipped at a
post now. Crystal looked at me strangely like I should know the crowd was
calling a for a song. I asked Crystal if the song had a chorus that went
like, "I'm Chained to The Whipping Post and I Feel Like I'm Dying". Crystal
with astonishment said, "Yeah, that's the song. You actually know about it.
It's a real song". I told it was a real song done by the Allman Brothers and
probably known by most of the South. Crystal was amazed, she thought this
band made it up. As I said, Crystal was not into Rock'n'Roll, but she was
into fucking and that's all that mattered at this minute. The crowd got
louder and I joined in the shouting with Crystal. The women lead singer
who's tits and ass were clearly on display went to the microphone and said,
"You people are animal sluts. You want "Whipping Post" you got "Whipping
Post" for the next forty minutes. Get ready to party." With that the house
lights went out and band broke into the guitar attack. The crowd went
bananas. I was trying to figure if I ever heard a forty minute version of
"Whipping Post" before. When the spot light showed a male lead guitarist
wailing away on his guitar as his dick sticking out, I knew this was going a
very different version of "Whipping Post" then I'm used to. I was about
experience a rendition of "Whipping Post" that I would never forget. After
experiencing the rendition of "Whipping Post" as performed by this band, I
would forever think of the Allman Brothers as choir boys. The sound system
was very good and so was the band. They actually played very well. They went
to a two drum setup like the original Allman Brothers to drive the beat
forward. Crystal began to bounce to the beat. It was delightful to watch
Crystal's tits and pussy come into view as the skimpy coverings lifted up as
Crystal bopped to the beat. I couldn't stop watching the scene around me.
There was enough girl flesh on the dance floor to keep a platoon of soldiers
happy and the slut's were displaying all their wares in the most provocative
ways. You couldn't help but get sucked into this outrageous sexual free for
all. Crystal motioned for me to suck her nipples. She was a little
unprepared when I immediately started to nibble at the red sticky stuff on
her nipple, but she quickly got to like it. Whatever was in this sticky
stuff it was effective. My rod was rigid again in a short time. I looked
stupid wearing a hardon coming through my underwear. In the spirit of the
mood that prevailed in this room, I removed my briefs and tossed it into the
crowd. I didn't see where it landed but I heard a girlish squeal a moment
later. Later in the evening, I saw a slut dressed only in a pair of men's
brief and it looked good on her. As the band played, the dancers moved from
conventional dirty dancing to being plain dirty. Couples from the dance
floor would ascend the stage and put on their own exhibition of lewdness to
inspire their fellow dancers on the floor. I was pleased when I saw that
several valets were not bashful to display their prowess in exciting their
slut or in the case of one valet his two sluts. On the dance floor, from
time to time, numbers of sluts would get together and form one large groping
mass of girl flesh. Crystal made sure that I paid attention only to her.
Crystal was not about to share me with any other slut. She wanted my cock
only for her sexual pleasure. I tried to be cool, but I was totally lost. I
had lost all concept of time and reason. I had progressed from nibbling on
Crystal's breasts to actually taking some healthy bites. Poor Crystal would
be sporting my teeth marks on her tits for several days. Instead of
discouraging me from this conduct, Crystal was urging me on further to
greater excesses. Just when I thought I had seen everything, the stage show
was about to begin. After at least fifteen minutes of non stop kick ass
music the band went into the drum break and the crowd went crazy. Even
Crystal was screaming at the top of her lungs. They were screaming,
"Whipping Post, Whipping Post, Whipping Post". Crystal with a knowing smirk
said, "Now a slut is going to taste the whip at the post". I noticed that as
the dancers chanted "Whipping Post, Whipping Post" they waved their "Pussy
Whips". I realized that the dancers were getting ready to use the whips on
each other again. I was ready for that, but I was not ready for the show
they were calling for so eagerly. In a instant the room went completely
black as smoke started to raise for the stage. A single spot light lit the
stage and I could now clearly see the smoke. Out of the smoke I saw a large
round brown wooden post like a telephone pole raise up from the stage floor.
When the wooded post had reached seven feet high it stopped raising. From
the right hand side of the stage I could plainly hear the screaming of a
woman. In a short time I could see three figures making their way across the
stage. I could see a man and woman dragging a hooded woman in a plain white
sheet with large red "R"s stenciled on both sides. It remained me of the
penitent gown the victims were made to wear at their public execution during
the Inquisition. The man and the woman had their arms locked inside the arms
of the struggling woman. I didn't have to be told that the draggers were a
"Valet" and "Guard" while the person being dragged was a "Slut". The slut
had her wrists circled by a wide black leather band and held together in
front of her by a small chain locked to the leather wrist bands. The Valet
and Guard easily dragged the slut forward despite her struggles. The slut
was struggling and screaming at the top of her lungs. If this was all a show
the slut was putting on, it was very realistic performance. The Valet was
dressed only in black leather briefs that was also cut out to expose his
dick which was enclosed in a clear plastic material like a condom. Again I
noticed that a round whole was cut out in the back of his briefs over his
anus. The Guard was dressed in a red leather corset with a slut strap
attached to her corset. The slut strap was a lot like the slut strap that
Carolyn was now wearing, but it had a big difference. This slut strap also
had a pleasure dildo in the guard's pussy and a large oval showing her
asshole like Carolyn's, but this pleasure dildo was a double dildo. The
Guard looked like she had a cock growing out of her cunt. This artificial
penis was big round and spiked. It didn't look like anything I would want
stuck up my cunt. The dildo was frightening. I was hypnotized by the scene
being played out before me. I knew this was only a show, but it was the most
erotic show I had ever witnessed. The "Roissy Society" was putting on its
best effort to keep their members in a frenzy. Crystal had snuggled tight
against me now. She was stroking my pole and whispering in my ear. She was
asking how I felt. She said that the slut being whipped was being punished
for being AWOL. Her Mistress had given the slut a four day trip to the
Bahamas as a reward and she took seven days before coming back. The slut was
a runaway for three days and running away was the most serious infraction of
the "Roissy Society" rules. I said she came back what was the problem.
Crystal said that for three days her Mistress did not know where the slut
had gone. Anytime a slut is missing even for an hour over the time she
should report, an alarm must be sent throughout the "Roissy Society"
network. When a slut is missing for then twenty-four hours all the locks are
reprogrammed and the slut's Mistress has to remove herself and her property
from her house. Security is the number one concern of the "Roissy Society"
and any breach of this security is treated seriously. The fact this was a
false alarm because the slut returned did not diminish the severity of the
breach in security. The sluts from time to time fail to be punctual either
because of laziness or to test their Mistress, but they seldom remain out of
contact for more then a couple of hours. This slut took three days before
she made contact with her Mistress again. She had taken a boat ride to one
of the outer islands and just forget about her responsibilities to the
"Roissy Society". The slut made a big mistake and now she was going to pay
the price for her misbehavior. The punishment for the first failure to
report back on time is a severe whipping and sixty days retraining. The
punishment for the second offense of failure to report on time is a more
severe whipping and forced retirement from the "Roissy Society". The society
never allows a third breach of security by a member. This poor slut was
about to receive a whipping she would not forget for a long time. I was
surprised how eager and excited Crystal was to see the slut punished.
Crystal said it always got her wet to see another slut suffer under the lash
and it made her even hotter when she could share the experience with a
partner especially a man. All the sluts enjoyed watching the punishment of
other sluts. The "Roissy Society" trained their sluts to enjoy watching
other sluts being put through their paces. Crystal couldn't wait to watch
the slut on stage get really whipped as she was lashed with the toy pussy
whip. I was getting real hot just thinking about it also. The Valet and
Guard milked the dramatics for all it was worth. They took their time
dragging the slut to the whipping post. When they finally dragged to the
post, they turned her so her back was to the post and her front faced the
dancers. From the whipping post a hook emerged just above the slut's head.
The valet and guard took the chain connecting the slut's wrist and lifted it
until the middle link was placed in the hook. A spreader bar was connected
to the slut's ankles and then to the whipping post itself forcing the slut
to keep her legs spread wide open. The hook then rose a few inches higher
causing the slut to stand on her tippy toes. I watched in awe as a wicked
looking pain dildo with spikes was shoved up the slut's cunt by the valet
and with an angle brace attached to the whipping post. Crystal remarked that
this slut was going to feel this whipping inside and outside of her pussy.
This slut was now attached to the whipping post by the chain locked on her
wrists, by her ankles locked into the spreader bar and lastly by the pain
dildo lodged in her cunt. When the slut was fully secured to the whipping
post, the valet ripped the white sheet from the slut's body. She was naked
except for this strange bra. It looked like two circles of black leather
with the center cut out to let the tits stick through. However the leather
circles had a wide strip of leather that ran around the circumference of
each tit at their base. On top of this leather strip was a shiny band of
metal with a turn key sticking out. As the valet and guard turned the key,
the metal band started to compress each tit along the circumference of its
base. The effect was to cause each tit to swell out in front and make the
nipples stick out further. The nipples themselves were painted black for
effect. The crowd was very quiet as the valet and the guard prepared their
whips. The whip was a medium length snakeskin lash. I watched them as they
worked a solution into the body of the whip. Crystal said it was a pungent
mustard solution. That during the course of the lashing this solution would
work into the open skin of the slut and attack the fragile nerve endings
causing increased pain. Crystal said she hoped the slut really enjoyed those
three days because she was about to regret her actions very much. Crystal
was getting hotter and hotter as I could feel her cunt juices flowing over
my fingers in her pussy. As Crystal stroked my dick, I got the feeling this
was going to be best whipping I ever saw. The valet and the guard took their
respective positions to the right and left of the slut. The drums started to
beat a steady drum roll like at a military exercise. In a second the two
snakeskin whips were in action. The valet and the guard had delivered the
first lash to the slut's upper tits and the whips crisscrossed the slut's
breasts. The two welts left by the lash were clear in the spotlight trained
on the slut's breasts. I noticed that the slut was not gagged at all. The
crowd went wild as the slut roared out her first scream. With the first lash
the lights went dark except for the spot light on the slut attached to the
whipping post and these credible strobe lights. The two drummers and rest of
the percussionists in the band went back to playing the song. With this the
room broke out into a whipping orgy. All around me the dancers were using
their whips in coordination with the punishment of the slut attached to the
whipping post. It was the most incredible sight I had ever seen. Sixty to
seventy people whipping each other in time with the band and the lashes
being inflicted on the slut attached to the whipping post. In a second,
Crystal was on her hands and knees on the floor sucking my cock and
wriggling her ass. I knew she wanted to feel the pussy whip on her ass and I
swung away. In a minute, I was totally caught up in the scene happening all
around me. The pussy whip was so light that it took no effort at all to rain
down lashes on Crystal vibrating ass. The harder I whipped Crystal the
harder she sucked my cock. The only sounds coming from Crystal were
instructions to hit harder and faster. I could see why the sluts loved this
whip on their ass. It was totally ineffective except to warm the skin a
little. The same could not be said about the snakeskin whips being used on
the slut attached to the whipping post. These whips were causing the welts
to rupture and bleed. The slut was beginning to look like a zebra with red
stripes. Although the drums were blasting away, the slut's screams were
still audible. For a good ten minutes the valet and guard lashed away at the
slut's tits, stomach and pubes without relent. The slut was a bloody mess
and finally fainted. I was at the verge of coming into Crystals mouth when
the whipping stopped. I thought the whipping was over and I was disappointed
and wanted the slut to suffer longer. Crystal stood up and kissed me
passionately. I told that I was upset that the show had ended so soon
because I was on the verge of coming. Crystal laughed and said the show had
just begun as she pushed my head down on her tits to nibble again on the red
sticky stuff on her nipples. Crystal explained the valet and the guard were
only resoaking their whips in the burning mustard solution and changing
positions. In a minute the slut would be revived and the whipping would
continue. I was elated. I wanted to see the slut attached to the whipping
post suffer some more. I had lost all compassion for the slut's plight. I
only cared about the sensation in my loins and maximizing my pleasure. The
"Roissy Society" had me totally in its grip and I was its very willing
prisoner.

To be continued

The following effort is my second attempt at writing S/M. I [moderator:
"preceding"] have for years read and enjoyed the writings of so many others,
that I finally felt obligated to attempt my own excursion into authorship. I
am of course capable of additional chapters if there is a response that
indicates further efforts would be appreciated. If you like what you have
read please be so kind as to let me know and will respond with additional
chapters. I am of course always open to comments and suggestions. Lastly to
those out there that took the effort to reply to my last story, I thank you.
Please keep the comments coming in and I will keep writing new chapters.