Message-ID: <14986eli$9809030536@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Akhenaten Subject: The Court of President Jezebel, Story 1 (Mf, teen, rape, span, bdsm, virg, tort, snuff) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii X-Accept-Language: en Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <35EE217E.AEB2A807@usa.net> WARNING: This story contains graphic depictions of rape, torture, slavery and other similar extreme rudeness toward your fellow human beings. If you are offended by such things then this is your chance to stop reading. The Court of President Jezebel Story 1: Senator Gerrold's First Day by "Akhenaten", By September of 2098, President Jezebel's administration had spread the unchallenged and absolute rule of the United States of America to encompass every last living human. The sweeping reform of the United States government achieved by President Wehrner decades earlier during WWIII had paved the way for the absolute power held by the office of the President of the United States. The 'final solution', resulting in the complete destruction of the primitive lunar colony at the Sea of Tranquility, had eliminated the last organized resistance to President Jezebel's iron fist. With the dawn of a new empire came profound social changes. The slave trade that had originally been touted as a solution to the problems of crime and poverty became a permanent and lasting element of life in America and under President Jezebel's sadistic influence the social taboos that had protected the slave class from abuse began to break down. The global economy was as prosperous as it had ever been and modern communications, transportation and warfare technology helped to maintain an efficient global government with virtually no weakness. The dominance of the United States government was a simple fact of life with no end in sight. President Jezebel's legal rise to absolute power at such a young age had helped to create a culture of leisure and depraved Epicurean delights. Never before in history had technology allowed the decadence of an empire at its peak to be documented to its very last detail. Story 1: Senator Gerrold's First Day ------------------------------------ Senator Gerrold stood at attention in the hallway to the side of President Jezebel's court of audience, formerly the United States senate floor. The two Secret Service guards at his sides wore full body armor and held powerful automatic assault rifles. Overkill perhaps, but Jezebel's internal security officers took their jobs very seriously, for obvious reasons. Gerrold was dressed in his performance uniform, knee-high synthetic leather boots, studded shoulder dressings, studded wrist cuffs, and a G- string synthetic leather strap that held an electronically controlled metal cock ring and independent metal ball ring through which his penis and testicles had been inserted. Gerrold had seen a senator's belt in action during his time as a senate whip years earlier, and his heart raced at the mere idea that he was now wearing one of his own. His political career was now a success, after years of hard work and backstabbing. A female presidential page in a sharp business suit appeared around the corner, carrying a metal basket and trailed by two slaves in white synthetic silk robes. The slaves both displayed tattoos of the seal of the President of the United States in the ownership area above their serial number tattoos on their necks, below their left ears. Both slaves were very attractive, very young, and very female. The office of the President could afford the very best. "My name is Dynette Rae, Presidential page. The President will see you in six minutes, Senator Gerrold. There has been a delay due to a cleanup problem from the President's seven o-clock audience. These two slaves are to help you prepare, as we advised you earlier. One will oil your body and the other will assist with your erection. You may select which will assist with your erection, for efficiency." Gerrold was actually too nervous to pay much attention to the attractive slaves, but one of them had a very sexy mouth. It was very important that he achieve an erection, so he fixated on her mouth, imagining what her face would look like locked around his penis. It seemed to be enough to do the trick. "That one, the one on the right." "45096, assist Senator Gerrold with his erection, 45092, oil Senator Gerrold's body." The slaves both slipped out of their robes, exposing their young and seemingly perfect bodies. The agents to Gerrold's sides stepped back two steps in practiced unison as the beautiful slaves approached. 45092 was a thin brunette, about fifteen years old by the looks of her smallish breasts and tiny body. She selected a glass bottle of oil from Ms. Rae's metal basket and circled around behind Gerrold. 45096 was apparently older, or perhaps just an early bloomer. She had a full figure for such a young teenager, with graceful hips and remarkably full breasts. Gerrold had never had a girlfriend with breasts as large as hers, in fact. Large breasts were not his favorite, but her mouth still held his attention. 45096 knelt at Gerrold's feet and without a moment's hesitation cupped his confined testicles in her left hand, wrapped her right thumb and index finger around the shaft of his penis, and wrapped her lips around the head. She was careful not to touch his cock ring or ball ring. She began to blow him with the obvious skill of a practiced sexual slave as 45092's gentle hands began to rub scented oil into the skin on his back. Ms. Rae's businesslike attention to the situation was more than a little distracting, so Gerrold closed his eyes and concentrated on the pleasure that 45096 was giving him as he reached behind him and pulled 45092 closer to his body. Her small breasts pushed into his back and she reached around to oil his naked chest as he awkwardly fondled whatever he could reach, which in this case was her tiny butt. He was trying to reach through her legs from behind to explore her young pussy when Ms. Rae interrupted his concentration. "You have three minutes, Senator Gerrold. Telemetry readouts indicate that your penis is only at 82% of its possible firmness. I suggest you hurry, at one minute remaining I will be forced to take drastic action." Damnit, Gerrold thought, what man can get it up to 100% under pressure like this? He stopped his awkward reaching and opened his eyes. Ms. Rae was standing before him with the control unit for his belt in her hand, eyeing the display. "You, stand up, turn around", he said to 45096. The girl stopped blowing him and slowly stood up as he requested. She brought herself up close to his body the way that she might if she were lying on top of him in bed, standing with her face just below Gerrold's. He bent slightly and kissed her saliva-slicked lips, ramming his tongue rudely into her mouth. She responded by opening to him, stepping close in to his body. His penis pushed into her crotch and he could feel the warm skin of her bald pussy. He pushed her around by her shoulders and pushed her over with one hand as he pulled her ass into him with the other. She reached through her legs by herself and grasped his penis, eager to guide it wherever Gerrold was planning on aiming it. He reached down himself and pulled his own dick up into her pubis, gently dragging it upward until it was aimed into her pussy. He rammed forward, thrusting his entire dick into her with one hard motion, grasping her hips with both hands and pulling her into him. She grunted with pain but did not resist. She was short enough that she was craning her body upward for him, so he spread his legs outward to drop a little lower and began to thrust slowly, but very firmly. When he felt her cervix with the head of his penis he knew that he was at 100% firmness, and then when he felt 45092 behind him pinching his nipples and pressing her tiny, feminine body into him, he knew that he had exceeded even 100%. The continued to thrust, losing track of time, feeling the tickle of an impending orgasm, when Ms. Rae interrupted him again. "One minute to go, Senator Gerrold. At this rate you are going to have an orgasm before then. I am going to lock you down now." Damnit. Ms. Rae punched a few buttons on the control that she was holding and Gerrold felt the ring around the base of his dick begin to restrict, pinching off the blood flow and holding him in an unnatural and painful erect state. Resolved to his duty, Gerrold slowed his thrusting into 45096 but continued to stimulate himself by gently continuing to slide in and out for a few seconds. "45096, 45092, step away from Senator Gerrold now. Senator Gerrold, it's time." The double doors before Gerrold opened together and Ms. Rae stood aside, pulling 45096 upright and away, his dick popping out of her with a springing motion. Gerrold cleared his mind and stepped resolutely into his first audience with President Jezebel as an actual senator. As he passed through the doors and into the President's court Gerrold felt the sting of a sharp electric shock. He realized that he had stopped concentrating on his erection and that Ms. Rae had activated an automatic program in his senator's belt to monitor his stiffness and administer electric shocks using the metal cock ring and ball ring as positive and negative electrodes. The stimulating pain of the shocks and the restriction of the cock ring cooperated to maintain his erection, even as he walked forward into the great room. As he walked forward his dick jiggled in front of his body, swollen purple and aching with acute pain. He had a fairly average-sized penis, modestly proportioned bodies were the style at the time, but at the moment it felt like a giant throbbing club protruding before him. He knew that this was an effect that President Jezebel enjoyed, however, so he endured it with pride and marched forward. The great hall was filled with powerful people, heads of the various states of the union, high-level government functionaries, personal friends of President Jezebel, and important popular entertainers. The attendees lounged about the hall in Greek fashion, enjoying the food, drink, and entertainment of the night. Gerrold marched stiffly forward on the marble pathway that led forward to President Jezebel with his Secret Service guards in tow. He was enjoying the feeling of having all attention on him for the first time, a star new Senator. He marched slowly past Governor Valyitzen of Russia, who admired him with her mature eyes while slicing into a steak dinner. He spotted Governor Malceaux of France, who was lounging in a huge bean bag while a gorgeous naked female slave sucked enthusiastically on his smallish penis. Governor Adams of California and the gorgeous movie star Malinka from the Ukraine were rolling on the ground making out with each other, Malinka probing Governor Adams' young pussy with her long, feminine fingers. They all stopped what they were doing and watched in admiration as the new senator marched past. Gerrold focused his gaze forward, to the presidential throne that was his target. President Jezebel sat regally on the throne that was adorned with the seal of her office, with her back straight and her arms relaxed on the arms of the throne. Like most of the others in her court, President Jezebel was naked. Unlike the others in her court, she wore the trappings of her presidential office in addition to her expensive jewelry. A fine gold tiara perched atop her head bore the presidential seal in addition to an impressive array of diamonds. She wore her beautiful auburn hair long and straight, and it cascaded behind her back, woven with thin gold threads. She wore long gold chain earrings, a thick gold chain around her neck, a large and very thick gold ring through each tiny girlish nipple and in her navel, and a thick gold chain around her belly. Her wrists and ankles were similarly adorned, and rumor around Washington was that she wore a ring through her clitoris as well. She had the soft and gentle curves of a woman in her late twenties, and her body was in very good shape, with a very narrow and feminine waist and dainty, perky breasts with very small brown nipples that stood at attention. She was as gorgeous in person as in the images that Gerrold had seen of her online. His eyes met hers and he realized with embarrassment that she had been watching him as he surveyed her gorgeous body. Her focused stare penetrated into his mind and shook him the way that only the gaze of a person with power can. A shudder ran through Gerrold's body as he tried to comprehend what it meant to be approaching the unchallenged leader of all of humanity. He finally reached the marble stage that extended outward ten meters in front of her throne. He stepped up onto the stage and began to stride forward. His Secret Service guards stopped before the stage and moved to the flanks of the room. He moved slowly, according to the protocol that he had rehearsed so many times. The two guards that had accompanied him from outside of the court had the task of terminating him if he threatened Jezebel's safety. They moved into positions that gave them clear shots at him and shouldered their assault rifles. They were just for show anyway, the real security protecting the president was well hidden and always on alert. As he reached the center of the stage he heard the simultaneous clacking sound of the agents chambering rounds in their assault rifles, preparing to gun him down if necessary. Gerrold felt the searing pain of the electric shocks through his cock ring and ball ring and concentrated on holding his body proudly upright even as the device abused him to hold his erection. He moved forward slowly with his eyes locked on Jezebel's eyes, pausing about half a meter in front of her throne. Gerrold dropped to his knees before his president, bowing and kissing her feet. He felt his engorged and swollen dick brush his navel as he knelt down. Rising, he gazed into her eyes again and recited the greeting that he had dreamed of reciting since his childhood. "I am yours to command, Ms. President. I am Senator Gerrold. Use me as you will." His voice boomed throughout the entire court, amplified by a hidden microphone somewhere. Jezebel grinned and shifted in her throne slightly. Gerrold was distracted by the realization that the rumors about Jezebel's clitoris ring were true. A diamond glistened at the tip of her clitoris, it was a beautiful addition to her very comely pubic region, which was smooth and hairless. Gerrold was shocked to already have learned such a personal and private detail about President Jezebel. Jezebel's grin widened when she saw Gerrold's obvious fascination with her feminine adornment. She spread her legs a bit wider, exposing a subtle labial piercing as well. Gerrold felt a tingle of goose bumps to accompany a rather uncomfortable electric shock as she spoke to him. "We have not decided whether we would like you to entertain us by performing with a consensual or a non-consensual partner, Senator Gerrold. We wanted to leave that decision to you." Gerrold could not believe that he was standing before the president, dick at full attention through the rings of a senator's belt, with the president asking him for a decision. He could barely think straight. He was more interested in impressing the President than anything else, and her reputation for brutal sadism was all that he could think of. "I would prefer a non-consensual partner, Ms. President." "Excellent choice, Senator Gerrold. Please show us what you are capable of", Jezebel replied. She snapped her fingers and glanced over her shoulder. A pair of Secret Service guards in full body armor appeared, one leading a young woman forward by a thick chain attached to a collar around her neck. She wore a white silk robe and apparently nothing else. The other agent marched behind the woman, prodding her forward. Her arms were handcuffed behind her back and she cautiously stumbled forward. The agents stopped in the center of the stage and wrenched the nervous girl forward, pointing her to face outward from the throne, toward the guests in the president's court. Gerrold moved to the side so that he could see the woman, never turning his back on the president, out of respect. President Jezebel raised her voice to address the entire court. "Senator Gerrold, I charge you with the task of entertaining us tonight by raping and torturing this beautiful virgin slave and then killing her in a manner that I will later instruct you. You are to make her death uncomfortable and heinous for our entertainment. If we are displeased with your performance then you too will be killed for our amusement." The slave whirled around in horror, "What? No! Why? Why? What did I do?" Pathetic, Gerrold thought, if she had the faintest trace of intelligence then she must have known that she was condemned meat as soon as her hands had been handcuffed behind her back and the collar strapped around her neck. He terror seemed very genuine, which meant that she must just simply be stupid. Very, very attractive, but also very stupid. He had never fucked a virgin before in his private life, and the slaves that he was given to practice with had been violated for their entire lives. Deflowering virgins before killing them was a detail of his new job description that he hadn't even anticipated, it sounded fun. Gerrold paused to look around him, he couldn't believe that it was actually happening. This was the culmination of his political career, he was finally a success. His family and friends would be proudly watching his presidential audience on C- SPAN, but he wasn't thinking about anything now other than the task before him. Two young female slaves appeared, wearing the white silk robes that most female presidential slaves wore. They pushed two carts across the stage, stopping beside the Secret Service agents and the bound slave. The tools contained the familiar tools that Gerrold had trained with for years in the hope of eventually reaching his goal of becoming a senator. Jezebel had waited while the slaves pushed Gerrold's tools to the center of the stage. She now glanced at Gerrold. "Begin." Gerrold bowed, straining his aching phallus. "Yes, Ms. President." He turned to face the subject as the Secret Service guards stepped back. Gerrold noted that the two agents that had escorted him into the court had lowered their weapons. One of the guards that had escorted the bound female slave onto the stage knelt to attach the chain at her neck to a ring embedded in the marble floor and then both of them retreated to the sides of the stage. Gerrold stepped forward to the center of the stage, approaching the chained girl, the heels of his leather boots rapping on the fine marble. She turned to face her attacker. Her fear was almost tangible, her beautiful brown eyes were wide and her mouth hung open, her lower lip trembling. She looked like she was about eighteen years old, maybe a little older. Fear made girls look younger. As Gerrold approached her, he could hear her whimpering uncontrollably, her eyes watering. "Please... please don't hurt me. Please." Her voice was soft and timid. She had long, glossy brown hair, very much like President Jezebel's, and a narrow face with sharp, angular features. Her eyes were fascinating, deep and glassy and very empathetic, the eyes of a doe. They revealed nothing but terror. She stumbled backwards, fleeing clumsily from Gerrold as he approached with his throbbing, distended dick waving obscenely before him. He did not pause when he reached her, she fled to the fullest extent that the chain at her collar would allow and when it stopped her he closed in on her and showed no mercy. He was determined to put on a good show for the President and her court. He pounced immediately on her and grabbed for the chain holding her in place, cringing as an electric shock through his dick caught him off guard. He began to focus anger toward his bound prey, realizing that he wasn't quite psychologically prepared for the brutality that he would need to bring to bear on her. He was too fascinated with her eyes still. Enraged by his unpreparedness, he seized the chain and pulled her forward. She was pulled off balance and with her arms handcuffed behind her back she fell to her knees, breaking her fall with her shoulder. She squeaked pitifully as she fell. "No, please. No!" Her cries fell on deaf ears. Gerrold reached down and grabbed a tuft of her robe between her shoulder blades, grabbing a handful of thin brown hair as well. He yanked upward and ripped her robe apart, pulling out a tuft of hair with the fabric. The ripping noise of the robe tearing apart echoed throughout Jezebel's court, drawing a pleased gasp from the crowd. Spurred on by the unfamiliar audience participation, Gerrold circled around to the slave's head, bent down, and started to pull on her chain. He pulled her by her neck across the floor until he had pulled her all the way to the ring in the floor that she was attached to. Her pleading gave way to a choked gurgling. He lunged forward, thrusting his dick in her face and reaching for her ass. He gathered the last of her robe that had not yet come off and ripped it away, revealing her young round buttocks and exposing her tender pink pussy to the audience through her splayed legs. Stunned by the unprovoked violence against her, she pulled her legs together, hiding her pussy and cowering in fear. She was laying on her belly and gasping for air, a stunned look in her eyes, as Gerrold stood and marched to the carts of tools that had been provided. He selected a long, thin spear of metal about a meter long from the second shelf of the surgical cart, two clamps, and a length of thin chain. He strode back to the slave as she still gasped for breath. He kicked her in the hip with his boot, rolling her roughly over onto her back. He admired her round tits as they bounced up to greet him, they would definitely be suitable for what he was planning. She spread her legs out to try to shift her weight off of her handcuffed arms, displaying her pink pussy lips to the audience again. She wriggled in this uncomfortable position as he straddled her body and pressed her to the floor with his own naked ass. He enjoyed pressing his firm, throbbing phallus into her soft belly. He dropped his collection of tools to the stage next to her and held only the long, sharp metal skewer. Her body was gorgeous, as one would expect from any presidential slave but especially from an entertainment slave. As she arched her back with her head thrown back and wriggled for position she showed off a very sexy muscled abdomen and firm, full breasts with wide areolas and thick nipples. Gerrold gently ran the palm of his right hand up the side of her ribcage, stopping to softly cup her left breast in his hand. Her perfect nipple was fully erect and the sensation of holding it in his hand while the gorgeous slave lay helpless with her arms handcuffed behind her helped to keep Gerrold's dick at full attention. He was looking forward to fucking her. She was panting rapidly out of fear as Gerrold changed his grip, rudely clutching her left breast. He kneaded it into the position that he wanted and pressed the metal skewer against it. She gasped in fear when she realized what was happening. "No, please don't, please!" Her breast was even firmer than he had realized; this slave was prime quality. It was a testament to President Jezebel's power that she could dispose of such an obviously expensive slave girl for the sake of entertainment. Her virginal state only enhanced her value in his performance. Some people financed their virgin slave purchases by renting them out for deflowering. He wondered if she was a complete virgin, if he was the first person to ever touch her breasts sexually. With a determined push, he thrust the spear through the skin and halfway into her breast. The slave stiffened abruptly and shrieked as Gerrold gave another push. The fatty material inside her breast gave way to Gerrold's strong manipulations and the sharp metal spike pushed all the way through, poking out of the inside of her breast. Gerrold looked up as the slave craned to pick up her head, pleading with her eyes for mercy. Her teeth chattered and her lips quivered, too shocked to speak. He ignored her pain, and returned to his duty. He grabbed her other breast and guided the point of the spear against it, giving another push to drive it into the slave's right breast. With a great wrenching motion he pushed the spear all they way through the slave's second breast with a single motion, and the slave's muscles began to tremble. She could not stiffen any further. Gerrold felt wetness and realized that the slave had pissed herself, wetting his ass as well. That must have been interesting to the audience members that were watching her pussy. She was sobbing uncontrollably as he slid the stake to the center of her chest and admired his work. The stake was positioned very far back in both breasts, grazing just barely a centimeter above her ribcage. Gerrold took a breath and punched the slave in her left breast, hard. Her whimpering gave way to sobbing. The effect was so powerful that he pulled back and punched her right breast as well, as hard as he could. This time he could actually feel the hard metal skewer with his knuckle as his fist drove home. He reached for the clamps that he had brought, clamping one to each end of the spear. The blood pouring from her breasts was running down the edges of the spear and as he twisted the clamps tight it covered his fingers. He attached one end of the length of chain to one of the clamps, jiggling the skewer painfully. The slave was whimpering to nobody in particular, "Hurts, it hurts, please..." He slid his body downward, so that he could bend down to her breasts. With a practiced and gentle motion he slowly ran the tip of his tongue around her left areola, tickling her erect nipple by gently brushing against it. He suckled at her nipple, drawing it into his mouth, sucking harder and harder, until he was sucking hard enough to make a painful hickey. He sucked hard and stretched her breast upward into the air, to put on a good show. He let her breast settle back onto her chest and bit her nipple with his incisors, hard. Surprised at how tough the skin of her areola was, he worked his teeth in a chewing motion until he had managed to bite her entire nipple off. He stood, holding his mouth closed, and knelt at the slave's head. He grabbed her head harshly by a tuft of hair and forced a kiss on her, shoving her own nipple into her quivering mouth with his tongue. He withdrew, wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. "Swallow your nipple or I'll bite off the other one too." The horrified girl's eyes could not possibly open any wider. She strained to maneuver her nipple with her tongue and let out a whimper. Gerrold grabbed her remaining nipple and pinched it upward, hard, to demonstrate that he was serious. He twisted it painfully with his thumb. Her wrenched breast bled profusely from the skewer holes in its sides from the new abuse. The slave closed her eyes, drew a great breath, and swallowed her nipple whole with a great gulping noise that the entire court could hear. Satisfied, Gerrold shoved his bloody fingers into her mouth, partly to verify that she was not hiding her nipple somewhere in there, and partly just to abuse her. He took a moment to rest and observed the slave's tattoo. She bore the presidential ownership seal and the serial number 41729. The weeping slave was resisting his fingers, trying to spit them out. He forcibly shoved his hand as far into her mouth as he could, gagging her with his middle finger, and then pulled it back, grabbing her jaw with his thumb and middle finger. He pulled her forward by her jaw, bringing her up to her knees. He left her for a brief instant kneeling and sobbing, degraded by her brutal piercing and mutilation, as he circled around behind her. Her graceful feminine form was awe-inspiring, her injured breasts heaving as she panted in fear, her firm abdominal muscles rippling as she struggled to keep her balance while she wept in terror. Gerrold strode to the carts and retrieved a flat wooden paddle. He felt the audience's eyes on his bouncing dick as he strode across the stage, knowing that everyone watching was anticipating his sexual violation of the bound 41729. He ignored the pain from the constricting cock ring and the electric shock that came as he walked back to the slave. He swung the paddle upward to take a blow against 41729's tight feminine rump, and paused in shock as he felt his ball ring begin to constrict around his testicles. The ring had been loosely wrapped around his scrotum, providing an electrical contact for the shocks necessary to maintain his erection and holding his balls slightly outward for display, but it had not been painful. Now the ring was simultaneously constricting and elongating, pushing his balls to the bottom of his scrotum and pressing against them, causing an alarming pressure-based pain sensation. He understood that President Jezebel now had control over his senator's belt and that testicle torture was often used to enrage senators, encouraging them to put on more brutal displays. It was working. With no way to express his distress and desperation at the nearly unbearable pain in his genitals, he rapped the paddle against 41729's exposed ass with all of the strength that he could manage. Her sobbing gave way to a breathless gasp and her body jerked forward violently. She pulled her handcuffed hands upward to keep them out of the paddle's bearing, barely managing to maintain her balance. He swung again at her, the slap as the paddle struck her ass riveting the audience, echoing through the court along with the gasps of the audience. He paused briefly to imagine his friends at home watching on their wallscreens, admiring his first presidential audience as a senator. He was frustrated by 41729's ability to maintain her balance as he paddled her ass, and landed a blow on her thigh with all of his strength. This finally threw her off balance by surprising her and she fell to her face, quickly pushing herself up on her forehead to prevent the spear through her breasts from touching the ground. The slave was perched perilously on her knees and her forehead, her handcuffed hands up in the air behind her back. Gerrold took the wide handle of the paddle and shoved it violently into her asshole, straining to shove it in to the hilt. It wasn't easy to defeat her tight sphincter without lubrication, but he was enraged by the pain in his testicles and he managed to make it happen. Blood began to ooze from her damaged asshole as he surveyed the damage from the few blows to her ass. The welts were now visible and were a very dark shade of purple, much darker than the welts that he had produced on the slaves that he had been allowed to practice on during his training. He attributed that to the rage and excitement that he was feeling. He gave the paddle a kick, ramming it from behind. It couldn't go any further into her ass since it was already shoved to the hilt, but it made it difficult for her to balance on her forehead and the effect was popular with the audience. The bound slave sobbed uncontrollably. He circled around to 41729's side and reached for the chain attached to her breast skewer. He ran the chain through the ring in the ground that her neck chain was already clamped to and clamped the other end of the chain to the other side of the skewer, jiggling it unnecessarily as he did so. The blood flow from the skewer that had slowed earlier resumed. The chain and the skewer now made a complete, unbroken loop through her tits that ran through the ring in the ground. She only had about a quarter of a meter of freedom, barely enough to hold her breasts off of the ground. He pulled the chain tighter, so that the breast skewer pulled her painfully downward toward the floor. She gave up trying to kneel and collapsed to the ground on her belly, weeping uncontrollably. Gerrold circled behind 41729 and knelt down between her legs. He pulled the paddle violently from her ass and threw it on her back, the handle glistening with blood. He grabbed her hips and pulled them upward, forcing the slave to her knees and straining her body against the breast skewer that held her chest to the floor. He grasped his purple penis in his hand and thrust it into her awaiting pussy, shoving its modest length into her to the hilt in one stroke, the way that he had done earlier with 45096 in the hallway. The slave wailed something incomprehensible, and a murmur spread through the audience as he finally violated the slave, and he took a moment to glance at President Jezebel, who was grinning with satisfaction. She was notoriously pleasured by the maiming and mutilation of entertainers in her court, especially women. Gerrold began trusting his dick in and out of 41729's helpless pussy, only to find that the constriction of the senator's belt had caused him to go completely numb. He could feel virtually nothing other than the pain that he had already been feeling. Angered by his inability to receive pleasure from fucking the slave before him, Gerrold began thrusting harder, more violently. He admired her delicate feminine hands as they clenched into fists, tighter and tighter with each of his brutal pelvic blows. His thrusting pushed 41729 forward, stretching her pinned tits with the breast skewer. He could see the holes through her breasts stretching as her skin ripped from the strain. She cried in pain with each thrust, her voice a grotesque musical instrument that Gerrold reveled in savagely playing with his cock. Frustrated by his numb penis, Gerrold pulled out of her pussy and rammed himself into her bloody asshole. The violent thrust wrenched her body forward further, the breast skewer tearing into her skin and the wooden paddle sliding off of her back and clattering onto the stage. He thrust repeatedly, pushing her further and further forward, stretching her tits more and more, opening the wound from the breast skewer wider and wider. He was getting nowhere. He could feel nothing. The effect seemed to be popular with the audience though, so he continued the anal rape for a few minutes, grabbing her hair in his hand and using it to yank her head backward toward him, forcing her body weight down onto her tortured tits. Angered by his inability to actually feel the slave's body as he raped her, Gerrold pulled his dick out of her ass and stood, shoving her rump to the ground with the heel of his boot. He retrieved a machete from one of the carts and returned to his position between her legs. Her weeping seemed pathetic to Gerrold, she knew why she was on stage, and she had heard President Jezebel's announcement as clearly as the rest of the court had. She had a duty to use her death to please the president and it pissed off Gerrold that she was so reluctant. He reached under her pelvis with one hand and lifted her ass into the air. He aligned the blade of the machete with the sharp side upward and angrily rammed it into her awaiting pussy. Expecting a rapist's dick and receiving a machete instead, the slave shrieked with horror, "Aaaaahhhhh, noooooo, nooooooooo, it hurts. Please!" Gerrold admired the gash that he had ripped into her pussy, unifying her asshole and her vagina into one giant, bloody hole. He pushed the machete into her to its handle and pushed her rump to the ground again, slapping her ass playfully with his palm. Gerrold reached down to grasp the slave's handcuffed wrists. He wrapped his fingers around the handcuffs and pulled violently upward, pulling 41729 to her knees and ripping the skewer out of her breasts. A horrible tearing noise echoed through the court as the skewer destroyed the fatty flesh of the slave's tortured breasts on the way out, leaving her chest a bloody mass of stringy, fatty flesh that hung sickeningly down toward her waist. The skewer and chain clashed against the ground with a clattering noise as the whimpering slave dropped her chin to her chest to survey her destroyed tits. Gerrold pulled the slave all the way back, yanking her down onto her back and pulling her arms painfully backward away from her body. He heard a double snap echo throughout the court as her shoulders both broke from her handcuffed arms being pulled above her head. She lay on her back, bleeding from her ruined tits and violated pussy, with her broken arms splayed above her head. He realized that the blade of the machete must have penetrated into her gut past her navel. He hadn't meant to damage her quite so seriously, hopefully she would manage to stay alive until President Jezebel decided it was time to terminate her. If he did not allow the president the final decision on when and how the slave was terminated then she would be very displeased, and he might find himself converted to slavery and at the mercy of another senator in Jezebel's court. Even worse, if she were displeased enough with him then she might have him killed elsewhere, not even bothering to watch his execution. Leaving the slave lying on the ground would reduce the chances the she would go into shock from blood loss. Gerrold, above her head, straddled 41729's body and slid himself forward. He angled his now huge and bloody phallus into her mouth and slid the head in. The shocked slave offered no resistance. He leaned forward and pressed his body against hers, laying on top of her in a 69 position, and began thrusting his pelvis. He stared down at her untouched navel and drove his dick in and out of her helpless throat for about a minute, but stopped out of fear that he might accidentally kill the slave by choking her with his cock. He was pulling his dick from the slave's mouth and glancing at her heaving chest when Jezebel called an end to the torture. President Jezebel's familiar voice boomed, "Senator Gerrold, terminate the slave by electrocution using the tools provided by the court." Gerrold craned upward to see a shining meat hook descending slowly on a chain from a motorized wench in the ceiling. A thick multi-strand electrical lead was welded to the hook and threaded into the chain. Gerrold stepped off of the slave, a single thin strand of saliva trailing from his dick as he pulled away. The slave girl wailed loudly in newfound terror as the descending meat hook fell into her view. He knew exactly what to do with the hook, and he got right to work, grabbing the hook as it descended. He turned around to face 41729's trembling, delicate face and grabbed her harshly by the chin. He reached forward and thrust the hook into her mouth and pushed it downward, piercing her tongue and the skin of her neck. He worked the hook through and dropped the chain onto her beautiful face. Gerrold looked up and saw what he was expecting, a second meat hook descending from the ceiling on a chain, multi-strand electrical lead welded to the hook. As he reached up to grab the second hook, the first chain started to retract. The chain grew taut and then yanked 41729's head into the air. Gerrold unhooked the floor chain from her collar as the ceiling chain yanked her body into the air by her jaw, the machete still hanging from her pussy. The slave's jaw reached obscenely for the ceiling and Gerrold could see that he had actually pierced her tongue with the hook further back than he thought he had, the tip of her tongue had been pulled out of her mouth by the hook. Her terrified eyes gyrated madly as she tried to understand what was happening to her. The blood from her open wounds flowed down her body and dripped from her toes as her entire body lurched off of the stage. Her legs flailed about wildly for a few seconds until she realized that her jaw would hurt less if she remained still. Gerrold reached forward and grabbed her ass to steady her body. He yanked the machete out of her pussy, causing her back to arch in a spasm of pain. He thrust the tip of the second hook into her ruined pussy and yanked it through her bladder and out of her pubis, pulling it outward where her pubic hair would have been if she had still had any. Body hair on women was very unfashionable, especially on slaves. Gerrold aligned the machete between her squirming legs and shoved it back into her pussy where it had been, feeling it scrape against the meat hook that he had set. He stepped back from her body, watching her bleeding chest heave rapidly as her body slowly twisted on the end of the chain holding her in the air. The second chain hung from her pussy and then rose to the ceiling about a meter from the first chain. Her cries for mercy were now almost unintelligible, since her tongue had been stretched violently from her mouth by the meat hook that was holding her in the air, and her jaw was forced wide open by the weight of her own body. She continued to whimper though, something that sounded like it might be, "It hurts, it hurts so much..." Gerrold looked up as the final electrocution tool descended on a cord from the ceiling. He reached upward to grab the executioner's control panel, a box with a simple knob and a switch that hung on a wire from the ceiling. The knob was labeled with three settings, "Tickle", "Hurt", and "Kill". Couldn't get any simpler than that. He set the knob to "Tickle" and punched the button. The slave's tortured body arched stiffly, indicating that the electricity had begun to flow through her body. Her muscles strained and began to tremble as the electricity coursed from her jaw to her pussy, electrifying her internal organs. After several minutes of tension her body suddenly went slack as Gerrold released the button. She jerked almost orgasmically several times in aftershock and the bloody machete fell from her pussy, clanging to the floor. Gerrold and the audience watched with eagerness as her bleeding chest slowly began to heave weakly. She was still breathing, still alive. She started to wriggle her body around and crane her legs, searching for a foothold. She managed to catch the chain hanging from her pussy with one of her legs and pulled on it for some reason, obviously realizing with regret that she had made a mistake as her abdominal muscles tightened with pain. Eager to get as much entertainment out of the slave's execution as possible, Gerrold flipped the control panel's knob to "Hurt" and tapped the button sharply, releasing it immediately. The slave's elbows knocked together behind her back and her entire body jerked violently. She exhaled sharply, sending a spray of blood from the wounds in her mouth flying into the air above her, fine droplets of blood and saliva coating her shoulders. The effect was almost as if she had been punched in the abdomen. Gerrold enjoyed the effect of tapping repeatedly on the button, watching her body stiffen as if an invisible boxer were using her for a punching bag. He gave her a brief moment to rest and her entire body began to tremble violently. Gerrold had never personally seen anybody in such a great amount of pain. He held the button down for several seconds and admired the slave's toned buttocks, thighs and calves as they tightened and quivered. The erratic buzzing, boiling noise of a severe electrical burn in progress filled the court. When Gerrold released the button the slave immediately began to emit a low, steady moan, punctuated occasionally by the gurgle of blood choking her throat. Gerrold twisted the knob to the "Kill" position and glanced back at the hanging slave. He grasped his own dick in one hand and squeezed it, still feeling nothing but numbness and pain. He pondered whether there was possibly any way that he could make her death any more painful and spectacular. He couldn't think of anything that he was leaving out, at this point the worst torture that he could inflict on the hanging slave was the pause. The audience was silent, leaning forward in anticipation of the final dispatching of the beautiful girl. He knew that people across the country enjoyed trying to time their orgasms to the death instant of Jezebel's tortured slaves as they watched in on C-SPAN. When Gerrold could not stand the anticipation any longer, he punched the control panel button with his free hand. Suddenly her entire body stiffened again, far more obscenely this time. Her body locked in obvious agony and her fingers and toes splayed out like claws and actually vibrated as her muscles convulsed. This time the sound of sizzling flesh carried on the auditorium's sound system. An acrid smell of burning flesh rose from the pierced pussy hanging in front of Gerrold's face and the skin around the meat hook began to blister and darken. He released the button after about 30 seconds. The slave's body went slack again and this time her chest did not heave with life. Gerrold bent to pick up the machete from the pool of blood where it had fallen. He circled around behind 41729's hanging body, facing her forward toward the audience. He pulled back and thrust the sharpened machete into the muscles of her back, the horizontal blade slicing through her torso between her ribs and emerging below her left breast, piercing her heart. The slave had definitely been terminated. Her mutilated body rocked slowly from side to side after the push of Gerrold's blow. The show was not yet over, Gerrold knew. The audience had not yet been treated to the money shot. As much as they craved sadistic sexual violence, they needed a voyeuristic release before the show could be complete. He was relieved to feel the pressure on his cock ring begin to decrease as he dropped to his knees. He knelt in the pool of blood on the stage and slid himself directly under 41729's gently swaying body. At least three streams of blood dripped from her body onto Gerrold, and his knees were awash in her blood. He reached down, dipping his palms into the blood at his knees, and lubricated his dick with it. He could feel sensation returning to his cock as he slowly began stroking with his right hand, grasping his aching testicles in his left hand. He arched his back, craning his head upward to the dead slave's hanging body and thrusting his dick toward the audience. Her fresh blood dripped into his open mouth as he reached a powerful orgasm, spraying semen several meters forward, possibly even reaching the first rows of audience members. As the waves of orgasm wracked his body, Gerrold felt the senator's belt finally release its grasp on his dick, allowing him to go completely flaccid. He sighed with relief and collapsed to the floor, lying in the pool of blood as 41729 swayed gently above him. Several audience members slowly began to applaud, then more and more people began to applaud and some cheered and whistled. Senator Gerrold reluctantly dragged himself to his feet to take a bow and to walk carefully toward the throne. He knelt before President Jezebel respectfully, feeling the dead slave's blood beginning to harden on his skin. "I respectfully offer my performance for your approval, Ms. President." -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----