The Price of Innocence

Chapter 10

The rest of the party was nonstop humiliation for Innocence. After she was fucked by Bobby, Kaitlin led her back downstairs. More people had arrived and she was amazed and disturbed by what she saw.

One of the boys was bound kneeling with his back to a pole. His arms were secured behind the pole. A rope went around his chest and his belly, holding him to the pole, and his knees were tied together. There was no way that he could move.

A ring gag had been placed in his mouth, holding it perpetually open. And a line of partiers was waiting to enjoy using him. Innocence saw that one boy had just withdrawn his cock from the bound boy's mouth and was spewing his sperm all over the boy's face and chest. As soon as he finished, he cleaned his cock in the boy's hair and tucked it back in his pants. A girl stepped forward to be serviced. She had a zipper in the crotch of her cat suit that she opened. Then she pressed her sex to the boy's mouth. Innocence shook her head in disbelief as she saw the boy's tongue flicker out through the gag to serve the new mistress.

A girl was chained in a spread eagle position in a wide doorway. A dominant girl currently had her entire hand embedded in the naked slave's sex and Innocence could tell by the grimaces and groans that it must be very uncomfortable.

Another cat-suited mistress was pounding a huge dildo into the ass of another naked and collared male. His grunts and howls told Innocence that the violation of his bowels was very painful. The entire scene was surreal to her.

"Do you let them do this to you, Mistress?" asked Innocence in a whisper.

"Sure," replied Kaitlin, glibly. "It's fun to be on the bottom occasionally. Although, I much prefer to be the owner."

"Wow," breathed Innocence.

"And I'm going to love owning you. And I'm going to love owning these." Kaitlin illustrated what these were by placing her hands beneath Cency's bound breasts and bouncing them a few times. Innocence blushed again and looked around to see if anyone was watching. Unfortunately, most of the people in the room were. She shuddered as she saw one of the boys walking toward her.

"Nice job, Katy," he said once he got to them. "You caught a mature one."

"Thanks, Andy," Kaitlin replied. "I think I'll keep her too. But she's not that mature. She's only twenty two."

"Is it true that she's you stepmother?" he asked. Innocence cringed as she heard the words. Pretty soon the whole world would know.

"Yeah, it's true," she grinned. "My dad's so good to me. He married her and then gave her to me."

Innocence blinked as she heard the latest words. That was not how she understood the relationship. What happened to co-ownership with Richard being the primary owner? It was probably just Kaitlin being boastful, she decided.

"Nice dad," he commented. "I wish my dad would give me a toy like this." He reached up and stroked Cency's left breast, causing her to cringe again.

"She seems well behaved," he continued. "I hear you got her only a few days ago."

"She's okay," replied Kaitlin. "She still has a ways to go in the training department. In fact, she's only one error away from a black collar tonight."

"Oh, I'd better use her now while I can, then," he said. "Once she's wearing a black collar, everyone will want her and it will be hard to even get close."

"Go ahead and use her if you like," offered Kaitlin. "But I get to watch."

"Kinky," said the boy.

Innocence rolled her eyes as once again a stranger attached his leash to her collar and led her away. Kaitlin was right beside him as the went upstairs and found another open room in which to debauch her.

"Use her ass," instructed Kaitlin. "I want to play with her pussy."

Innocence gasped when she heard Kaitlin's remark. "No!!! Not that!!! Let him fuck my pussy if he has to fuck me at all!!!"

Kaitlin sighed. "Poor pet. I was hoping it wouldn't come to this. Now I have to go find a black collar."

Then she turned to Andy and held out a fresh condom. "Here, use this. I'll be right back."

Andy looked back at her. "A rubber? I don't use rubbers."

"Then you don't fuck my girl," insisted Kaitlin. "It's my way or the highway."

"Fine," replied Andy. "I'll go find someone else."

"Fine," said Kaitlin as an indignant Andy strode out of the room. Innocence breathed a sigh of relief at being spared the sodomy but she was still dreading what would happen to her once she wore a black collar.

Kaitlin led her charge back downstairs and found the supply of collars. She found one that looked to be the right size and then replaced the red one with the black one. "There you go. That's what you worked so hard to earn."

"Change your mind?" asked one of the dominant girls who was standing nearby.

"No," replied Kaitlin. "She did. She knew what she had to do to get a black collar and she did just that."

Innocence blinked in disbelief at Kaitlin's comment. She didn't change her mind. She didn't do anything to intentionally get a black collar. She didn't even want to be here!

"Ooooo!" squealed the other girl. "I just love pain sluts. Can I have her first?"

"Sure," Kaitlin responded. "I have to figure out where to put her first, though."

"The cross just opened up a few minutes ago," the girl said. "It might still be available."

"Perfect," smiled Kaitlin. "We'll start her with her back to it. Then we can turn her around later."

Minutes later, Innocence found herself tied securely to the cross in a spread eagle position. Kaitlin positioned a little table next to the table and put the condoms on it along with a little sign that gave instructions for Cency's use. It said that condoms had to be used if fucking Cency and that the only limits were club limits. Innocence wondered what that meant. She was soon to find out that things were not all that limited when club limits were used.

"She's all yours, Jillian," said Kaitlin after Innocence was stretched tightly on the cross. "Let me just put this in place first. Open up, sweetie."

Innocence whimpered as she saw Kaitlin holding up the ball gag. "Please, Mistress. I'll be good."

Kaitlin smiled and reached up to stroke Cency's cheek with her fingertips. "I know you will, sweetie. I just don't want to distract the others with your screaming. Now, open up like a good girl."

A chill snaked down Cency's spin at Kaitlin's words. What did they have planned for her? What kind of pain did they plan to inflict upon her? And why was she even here in the first place?"

Innocence refused to open her mouth to accept the gag. Kaitlin anticipated this and grasped one of the vulnerable nipples, squeezing tightly. Innocence shrieked and Kaitlin quickly wedged the gag part way in. Jillian helped and they were able to stretch the slave's mouth open. Kaitlin pushed the gag the rest of the way until it was lodged behind the bound girl's teeth. Then the straps were buckled behind Cency's head and they were finished.

What happened next was totally unthinkable to Innocence. Jillian got down on one knee and started stroking the petals which were somehow already slick with arousal. A finger was inserted and Innocence felt unwanted but familiar feelings rushing through her body. A second finger was pushed in and the feelings intensified.

When the fourth finger was wedged into her sex, Innocence gasped around her gag. She remembered the girl who was being fisted earlier and she started struggling and protesting. All that came out was garbled noise but she was quite vocal in her resistance despite being unable to communicate.

All of her complaints and struggles were for naught, though. Quickly, the thumb joined its partners and Jillian pushed her entire hand into Cency's body. Innocence grunted at the stretching caused by the intrusion and then just groaned once the fist was embedded in her sex.

Jillian always enjoyed fisting girls and Innocence was no exception. In fact, Innocence might be the best in her mind. Her sex was tight and warm and wet. Jillian could feel it clamping down on her hand and wrist as she wriggled her fingers inside of the slave. And she enjoyed seeing the girl's belly quivering and breasts jiggling as she toyed with the delicious body.

Fingers probed and stroked and Innocence could feel every movement inside of her. And for some unknown reason, more waves of pleasure shot through her. She couldn't understand why her body would betray her so badly.

Cency's groaning intensified as Jillian leaned forward and touched her clit with her tongue. She jumped at the unexpected touch and writhed on the cross. Jillian was truly enjoying the complete control that she had with this older girl.

"Mind if I work on the top?" a male voice asked. Innocence turned her head and saw a black male standing beside Kaitlin, holding what looked like a kind of whip.

"Be my guest," replied Jillian as she paused her tongue for a moment. Then her tongue started flickering again.

The boy reached out and grasped one of Cency's breasts, squeezing it roughly and coaxing a garbled squeal out of the bound woman. Then he repeated his action with the other breast, eliciting another squeal. "These are perfect for what I have in mind. I'll have a lot of fun with these."

Kaitlin had been watching the whole time. She was loving being able to witness the use of her girl. At first, she had been reluctant to bring Innocence into this group for fear that things might move too fast and backfire on her. Now, however, she was glad she did. This treatment should break through any inhibitions that remained in her girl.

The male pulled the flogger back and then swung it forward, striking Innocence across the chest with a loud smacking sound. Innocence screamed around the gag as her breasts bounced wildly from the blow. After the whip fell away, she realized that it didn't actually hurt all that much. It was more of a burning sensation than anything else. But it was still horrible to be whipped across the breasts.

Jillian's tongue kept fluttering over the juicy clit as her fingers continued to dance along Cency's vaginal walls. The belly was quivering wildly now and Innocence was thrashing her head back and forth. The second blow with the flogger struck and again the breasts became animated from the blow. It was as the whip touched her sensitive mounds that her orgasm exploded within her. She saw stars in front of her eyes from the intensity of the climax. The tongue kept flickering and the flogger continued to whip her breasts. And for reasons she did not understand, the orgasm continued and intensified until she passed out and hung limply from the cross.

"No limits other than the club's?" she heard a female voice as she woke up again after passing out. She was still on the cross and she realized that Jillian still had her fist buried in her sex. She looked around and, thankfully, the male with the whip was gone.

"That and the condoms," she heard Kaitlin reply.

"Oh, goody," the female said. Innocence watched in horror as the girl reached out and lifted her left breast, squeezing it and plumping it. "These will be perfect for me. I haven't seen any this nice in a long time."

"I can't wait to see, Robin," Kaitlin said.

"Me neither," said Jillian as she looked up and saw Robin claiming one of the glorious breasts. Jillian had curled her fingers to form a fist inside of Innocence and was now moving it around inside, knocking against the walls and stretching her opening uncomfortably as she pulled her arm back.

Innocence watched as the newcomer set a jar on the table beside the condoms. She couldn't figure out its purpose, though. It was about eight inches tall and about two inches wide and was filled with a blue liquid. She saw Robin unscrewing the lid and setting it aside. Robin reached inside and then withdrew a long slender needle causing Innocence to furrow her brow in confusion.

Robin stepped up to Innocence and Jillian shifted her body to give Robin room. The fist remained lodged inside the captive body, though, and kept moving around. It felt like Innocence was being punched inside her sex and she yelped around the gag each time the fist hit her cervix.

Innocence opened her eyes wide in shock as Robin held the needle up to her breast. She started struggling again and shouting out garbled protests. This woman was insane!!! She was going to stab her!!!

Robin lifted the captive's left breast and positioned the needle above the breast near the base of the sensitive mound. Innocence watched in shock and continued to mumble protests and pleas for mercy.

"These are so exquisite," Robin said. She leaned down and kissed the upper swell of the breast that she had claimed. Then she pushed the needle downward. Innocence shrieked as the point came in contact with her tender flesh and she looked down, seeing the needle tent the skin inward. Then she gasped as the skin yielded and the needle entered her body. She watched in horror as Robin continued to push the needle into her breast until only an inch remained outside. She felt every inch of the needle's progress through her body.

"Lovely," admired Robin. "Just lovely." Then she turned to Kaitlin who had been watching with great interest. "I could use even longer ones with her. She's got a nice set."

"Yeah, I love them," agreed Kaitlin. "They're always just begging to be enjoyed."

Jillian started flickering her tongue over the juicy clit again and was now pumping her fist inside of Innocence. She would pound the sensitive cervix, sending waves of pain through Cency, and then pull back to put strain on the tight opening.

Robin fished another needle out of the blue liquid and then repeated the ritual on the right breast. Innocence was babbling incoherently at this point and thrashing her head back and forth. Again, she watched with horror as the needle slowly disappeared.

Cency's belly was quivering again and she could feel an orgasm approaching despite all of the abuse she was suffering. The fist kept sending cramps and waves of dull pain through her body. The needles kept getting pushed in, sending sharp pain through her chest.

Eventually, there were eight needles in each breast, arranged symmetrically around the firm mounds near the base. Robin had two more needles that she wanted to place. Innocence was horrified once again as Robin placed the point of the first needle at the center of her left nipple. She shrieked around the gag as it was pushed in. As the process was repeated on her right nipple, her body exploded in orgasm again and she passed out.

"I just love a good pain slut," commented Robin as Innocence hung limply on the cross.

"Yeah," said Kaitlin. "I never knew that about her."

"It looks like she's a natural black collar," said Jillian as she pulled her very wet hand out of the captive's body.

"I guess so," agreed Kaitlin.

The rest of the party was humiliating but the incident with the needles turned out to be the worst part of the evening. She was removed from the cross when she reawakened and turned so she was facing it. She was fucked in the pussy by two of the males. One of the girls used a strap-on to fuck her and one of the guys fucked her ass. Between fucks, her bottom was paddled once and her back was whipped. She continued to howl out garbled protests around her gag as her body was abused. The only saving grace about that part of the evening was that she did not have to look at her abusers. Instead, she looked at Kaitlin who stood in front of her and smiled as she watched her girl being enjoyed by the others, occasionally toying with the ripe breasts of her slave.

After her ordeal on the cross, she was secured to another cross, although this one was horizontal and could be rotated. Nipple clamps were placed on her sensitive little buds, causing her to howl again. And then she was fucked. She lost track of how many cocks and dildos were plunged into her body and even some of the male subs were allowed to enjoy her body. She also lost track of the number of times she climaxed but knew it had to be more than a dozen.

The party finally broke up at about two o'clock in the morning. Kaitlin secured the cape on her and bound her arms again in the leather straps. Then she was returned home and released from all of her bindings. She slept the night with Kaitlin, spooned up against her young owner's back.