Carnival erotica-4

The tent was filled to capacity as the word had obviously spread that Victoria now had two performers in her stable and expectations were high for a very entertaining evening.

Victoria stepped into the light of the ring to polite applause. She smiled warmly as she spoke to the audience.

“Ladies and gentlemen, tonight a special treat. Not one, but two young women to capture your fancy!”

Laughs and smiles.

“Our first performer is a lovely young woman who is learning to give pleasure to more than one man at a time. I give you the sensual, Janeen!”

There was again applause as the redhead entered to sultry music and began her dance leading to nudity, masturbation and the taking of men simultaneously in mouth and anus.

Kristy sat with her Mistress to watch Janeen’s fingers bring her to orgasm while the two men entered the arena.

“I have planned something special for you this evening my Mistress,” whispered Kristy, “but please don’t read my mind. Let it be a surprise.”

“Very well dear. You do know that to win your way into my arms again you will have to top Janeen’s performance.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“She’s very good, you know,” said Victoria as Janeen, her mouth already filled with cock, took the second man completely in her anus.

Kristy realized that Janeen, as hateful as she was, had told the truth about their Mistress. Janeen timed her stimulation so that she orgasmed simultaneously with the two men and Kristy observed the slight shiver which swept over Victoria as she feasted upon the sexual release. Her eyes closed momentarily and she smiled with exultation.

Janeen’s act ended and she exited to appreciative applause.

“And now ladies and gentlemen,” announced Victoria again taking her place in center ring, “a rare feat which, as you will soon see, can never be duplicated. A young
American who wishes to please you with what promises to be a most entertaining surprise. I give you… Kristy!

As Victoria was leaving the ring to find a seat, Kristy, making her entrance, passed her Mistress.

“You are right, Mistress, Janeen is quite good… but I’m even better!”

Her comment was met by a smile as Victoria swept her arm toward the ring and Kristy stepped into the light.

The crowd was hushed as the robed girl walked to center ring and addressed them.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I am a student of human cultures. Since antiquity many societies have seen fit to sacrifice their young women. Sometimes the village virgin was thrown into a roaring volcano to calm the volcano god or goddess. Sometimes her life was forfeited to assure a plentiful harvest and sometimes… it was her virginity which was offered upon an altar to appease a wrathful god and win favor for her village.”

She turned slowly in addressing the crowd which seemed entranced with her words.

As she spoke, she slowly loosed the sash and the robe slipped from her shoulders. Kristy stood in a provocative string bikini bra and thong, covered only by a frilly white chemise.

“I am a virgin. No man has so much as kissed my lips. No man has stroked my thighs.”

Her hands played over her thighs and Victoria was already savoring the erections which men all over the audience were experiencing.

Kristy’s hand slid to her hips.

“No man has filled his hands with my cheeks. Nothing has invaded my dark tightness.”

Kristy’s hands seductively rose to cup her breasts where the nipples were evident even through the bikini top.

“No man has squeezed my breasts or kissed my nipples.”

Victoria was beginning to truly appreciate her newfound talent as not only was every man in the tent experiencing an erection, but every woman’s nest was hot and wet and many had already soaked their pants.

“No man has even touched, let alone violated the lips and membrane which guard my virginity,” breathed Kristy as her legs parted slightly and her lips pursed as her fingers swept across her mons veneris.

“But tonight, as in the days of old, a virgin shall be offered in sacrifice. My life is given to my Mistress and the price of her acceptance is nothing less than my purity, my chastity, my virginity. I am to be violated for the first time for her and your amusement. As in days of old, it is a price which can be paid only once.”

Her voice lowered, became supplicatory.

“But you have the power to save me. The fate of my purity is in your hands. Mistress Victoria will heed your will. Those who come for me are much stronger than I. They will forcibly take from me what I do not willingly give.”

She looked from face to face in the audience.

“You can save me!”

She turned to find a large muscular figure standing ominously a few feet away. He wore only a black leather strap around his middle which supported an elongated cup, filled with a huge erection. His face was covered by a form fitting black leather mask.

Kristy’s hand went to her mouth in alarm and she began backing away. He grinned as she turned to run from the ring only to be confronted by a second figure similarly dressed. That avenue cut off, there was only one other exit from the center arena and as the attractive young woman turned to flee, yet a third masked figure appeared, blocking her escape. Frantically, Kristy tried running first one way and then another, but each time the men quickly moved to keep her hemmed in as they slowly closed the distance. Soon all three were within arms reach. As the girl looked pleadingly from masked face to masked face, one of the men grabbed the chemise and ripped it from her.

The audience, enthralled, ‘oooohed’ a bit as their eyes feasted on the contours of the lovely body now barely covered by the patches of white covering her breasts, nipples erect in fright and by the string around her middle and small white strip between her legs which, alone, stood between her and violation.

Kristy suddenly tried to break free, to dash between them, but a massive arm grabbed her by the hair, swinging her around to face her tormentor. A vicious slap sent her sprawling into the center of the ring. The audience marveled at how real the blow, her pain, seemed, not knowing that Kristy had promised the men double what they would normally be paid, but only if the performance were real and not feigned. Her instructions had been explicit. She was to be beaten, defiled and humiliated and only Victoria could order it to cease. They were to ignore her own pleas entirely no matter what she might say or beg them to do. Kristy looked up through dazed eyes, a trickle of blood running down the corner of her mouth. The fear the audience saw in her eyes was real as Kristy, feeling the effects of true sadistic pain for the first time, began to have second thoughts as to the wisdom of her plan. The leering grins on the three faces told her clearly these men would earn their double pay tonight and enjoy every minute of it.

Victoria sat silently allowing the waves of sadistic eroticism from the audience to flow over her. How creative of Kristy, she thought, to place her fate in the hands of the audience. Each infliction of pain or pleasure brought upon Kristy will be felt even more intensely by an audience who now identifies with the three hooded figures, holding supreme power over the beautiful, but weak and pathetic figure who lay before them. And Victoria would feel it all!

As Kristy tried to rise, she was kicked by the largest of the men. The force sent her sprawling on her back, gasping for the breath no longer in her lungs. Before being able to draw a breath, the young woman was grabbed by the hair and dragged, tears streaming down her cheeks, to an area of the arena where a stone table stood. Kristy was slapped again and again until she was nearly unconscious. Two of the men held up her arms while the third bound each wrist to a large horizontal metal pole which he lowered by ropes from the ceiling. Her arms outspread, Kristy was raised just off the ground so her full body weight was supported painfully by her wrists and arms. She was only beginning to recover from the stupor of the beating when one of the hooded figures reached up and ripped away her bra. The audience was delighted with the realism as the man squeezed her nipples and she screamed in pain. Only Kristy, the hooded figures and Victoria knew this wasn’t an act, that her pain was real, her screams in earnest, her virginity in real danger.

A rope was placed around each ankle. As the rope holding the pole binding her hands began to tighten, the largest of the brutes ripped away her thong. Kristy Anders, nude and helpless was raised some fifteen feet above the ring floor where two of the men pulled on the ropes on her ankles, painfully forcing her legs apart for all to see. They then rotated the ropes, slowly turning her naked body so every private aspect of her body was revealed to the leering spectators.

As her body was displayed for the amusement of all, the largest of the men, momentarily, tied off the rope which raised and lowered the pole. He then removed his crotch strap revealing an immense phallus in full erection. Grabbing the rope once again, he laid on his back on the stone table which would serve as an altar since a sacrifice would soon be made there.

He began slowly lowering Kristy toward him. She looked down to see what awaited her nest and screamed again.

Slowly her body descended and slowly her virgin nest came closer to the massive erection which throbbed in anticipation. The audience was captivated, eyes glued to her body as Kristy began begging.

“Please! No! I’m a virgin. Don’t do this!”

Inexorably the prone hooded figure lowered his prey and Kristy’s chastity drew nearer to its moment of sacrifice. The crowd sat closer to the edge of their seats as Kristy’s nest was now only inches from defilement.

“Please! I beg of you!” she screamed.

Harder pulls by the two men on the sides and her legs were pulled even further apart, seemingly almost parallel to the ground. Her labial lips brushed against the tip of the huge penis.

“Save me! Save me!” She implored through the tears, looking first to the audience, then to Victoria.

The descent stopped as Victoria stood and smiled to the audience. She held out her thumb to the side in anticipation of making the decision.

“Kristy has placed her virginity in your hands. What is your pleasure?” she asked.

Laughter and glee abounded as, to a person, thumbs went down around the arena. Kristy gasped and quickly looked to Victoria and the hooded men.

“They have spoken, Kristy. You shall be sacrificed!”

“No!” screamed Kristy as Victoria’s thumb pointed downward.

She looked to the man beneath her in fear. His eyes shown power. With her body positioned where he wanted, the prone figure readied himself, then loosed the rope completely allowing Kristy’s body to suddenly drop and impale itself on his manhood. In but a split second Kristy Anders felt his rod ram through her lips, pierce her hymen and tear into her unprepared vagina, lancing through her like a white hot spear, ripping her nest open and deflowering the screaming woman who was no longer a virgin.

Victoria shivered with delight.

Kristy’s scream was so piercing that some members of the audience paused to look at each other, wondering for a moment if such a scream could really be an act, before their indulgent lust for debauchery once again brought smiles to their faces and they leaned forward to get an even better look.

He yanked the rope, lifting her almost off him, only the head of his penis in her, then dropped her. Again the stab of pain as if her insides would burst. This torturous defilement repeated itself more than two dozen times. Tears rained down her face as Kristy, too exhausted to scream, grunted heavily with pain each time she was dropped to receive her punishment.

In a near faint, Kristy begged to the man who had stolen her virginity.

“I can’t take it any more! I… can’t!”

His brutish eyes met hers.

“We’ll see about that!”

He dropped her again, but this time left her impaled on his shaft while the others let go the ropes holding her legs. She now straddled the man beneath her, her arms still splayed on the pole above. The pole was slowly lowered but also pulled back over the man’s head thus pulling Kristy forward on his chest. Tying off the ropes, one man walked to straddle the head of the man who filled her nest. Jerking off his strap, he painfully yanked her by the hair. As her mouth flew open, he filled it with his erection.

Choking, Kristy was slapped twice, then made to take his penis orally again. Again she choked and again she was slapped viciously. A third time her mouth was violated, but this time in sheer desperation, Kristy took his manhood completely and began the back and forth alternation of mouth and throat which would bring him to sexual release.

Intense pain in her breast told her the man beneath her was biting hard into her nipple.

“Come on bitch, ride me!” he breathed.

Her hands still tied to the pole overhead, Kristy began thrusting on her tormentor even though he was far too large and long for her. Her insides felt as if they were being ripped apart. Her grunts of pain were now blunted by the phallus driving deeper into her throat with each violent thrust. Pain and suffering had brought her to the brink of exhaustion, yet she kept her body and mouth in motion, knowing what failure to please these men would mean. What she did not know was that her torment was far from over. Straddling the first man, but leaning over to take the second in her mouth, her rear was fully exposed. She didn’t notice the third man approach from behind. Discarding his strap, he grabbed her by the waist and before she could react, with a single muscular thrust, buried himself in her inviting anus.

Her head lifted momentarily to utter a scream like no other the audience had ever heard. The pain of losing her virginity was nothing compared to the violation of her unsuspecting and unprepared anus. As his shaft violated her too deeply, drawing blood, her head was violently jerked down so her mouth and throat could once again be filled with throbbing cock.

Victoria’s eyes closed as a smile crossed her lips.

“Take it all bitch! Take it all!” sneered Kristy’s anal rapist.

Her first reaction had been to pull away, but she was being held firmly by the other two men and there was no escape. She was repeatedly slapped in the face until, out of sheer terror and by force of will over body, she began also thrusting backward as well to take the third man completely in her rectum.

The trio of rapists increased their vaginal, oral and anal punishment until Kristy could simply take no more. The pain was now so great, her defilement so debasing, her exhaustion so complete, she fainted and her body, no longer under her control, began convulsing. This served only to excite the men further who increased the rapidity and violence of their thrusting until all climaxed filling her every orifice with hot semen.

They withdrew from her body, untied her and laid her on her back on the stone altar where the unconscious girl’s spread eagled body continued to convulse, most noticeably the alternative thrusts of nest and anus as if to continue to take their sexual punishment. At last, the paroxysms subsided and Kristy began to stir, emitting a combination of moaning and sobbing as she attempted and failed to arise, lapsing back into unconsciousness.

There was stunned silence as the crowd looked at the naked young woman. Suddenly thunderous applause and laughter filled the arena as the spectators voiced their hearty approval of this most spectacular performance.

Victoria moved to the center of the ring.

“My friends, I am glad you enjoyed the performance. I think you will agree that the deflowering of a young woman can be most entertaining. Join us again soon as Janeen and Kristy will treat you to the most delicious of erotic delights.”

Again deafening applause and with that the house lights came on.

Victoria went to the gate to say personal good nights to her customers and accept the many accolades regarding her new find.

At last, Victoria found herself alone with her new consort. Kristy was again regaining consciousness, but was dazed and totally disoriented. Helping the young woman to her feet, Victoria placed her arm around Kristy’s waist for support.

Glazed eyes looked up to her Mistress.

“… Mistress, was I… good enough?”

Victoria smiled as she began helping Kristy toward her wagon.

“Yes, my pet, it is you who shall sleep in my arms tonight.”

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Kristy awoke the next morning aching and sore in every joint and muscle in her badly abused body. Victoria had indeed held her close throughout the night, their bodies entwined in romantic and erotic pleasure. Kristy’s almost comatose state had precluded their making love, but Victoria had assured her that as soon as she was feeling better, Kristy would be rewarded for her outstanding performance and the sacrifice of her virginity. So Kristy’s sound sleep had been born of both exhaustion and the reassurance by Victoria that Janeen’s banishment once again to wagon three would not be reversed as long as Kristy could satisfy her audience the way she had done last night.

Kristy pondered the toll that kind of commitment would exact upon her, but the mere thoughts of being close, of being held, being kissed, being fed upon by Victoria would have driven her to take her own life if necessary. Never had Kristy been more certain of anything, than that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with this mysterious woman — her Mistress, her lover, her vampire raptor.

Her eyes still closed, she snuggled closer to the rich warmth of the body lying close. Her mouth found a nipple and Kristy began suckling as a baby might of its mother.

“Feeling better this morning are we?” came the soft inquiry.

“Hmmm,” replied the completely contented young woman.

“Then it is time I showed my appreciation for what you sacrificed last night. You were magnificent in your agony. I sensed your every physical and emotional pain, felt you violated, plumbed the depths of your debasement and humiliation. It was truly a memorable evening.”

“It was for you, Mistress, only for you. You wished me to share myself with others and I did and will again as often as you desire, but it’s for you that I bare my body and endure the violation.”

Kristy looked into those mysterious eyes.

“There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

“Last night was an excellent beginning,” mused Victoria, “but be careful. Janeen will stop at nothing to regain my favor.”

“Perhaps you would like me to give her lessons,” smiled Kristy.

“Perhaps,” said Victoria, the seed of an idea now forming, “but for now my dear I hunger for the nest of a beautiful young woman.”

Kristy, all thoughts of pain and soreness having fled, eagerly laid back spreading wide her legs. She saw the beautiful mouth open and the fangs begin to grow in horrified fascination.

She whispered urgently, “Yes! Yes!” as teeth met flesh and the rapture began.

Kristy slept through most of the afternoon, her ordeal of the night before teamed with the multiple orgasms she had experienced while Victoria fed upon her, had drained her both physically and emotionally. As a result, it was barely an hour before show time when she awoke to quickly bathe and dress for her second performance with Carnival Erotica.

She watched Janeen as the other woman was clearly trying to upstage Kristy by also taking men in mouth, nest and anus. But her act was clearly a poor imitation of Kristy’s, even to her screams of violation which somehow sounded false and affected. Try though she did, Janeen simply could not achieve the erotic intensity of fear, pain and shame her youthful counterpart had projected the night before.

Victoria, as well as the audience, felt embarrassment at the woman’s performance. Although there was some scattered polite applause as her act ended, Janeen sensed her failure and quickly collected her costume and exited, holding back the bitter tears of disappointment, knowing she had failed her Mistress. She ran directly to her wagon where she slammed the door behind her and tears filled the rest of her lonely night.

Kristy’s act was largely the same as the night before with two differences. Although the loss of her virginity was now truly an act, her screams and pleadings were just as intense as the night before. Victoria marveled at what a great little actress the girl had become. This audience, as had been the audience last night, was entranced by the erotic punishment inflicted upon the seemingly hapless girl.

The men had been instructed to inflict real pain, but not to the degree of the previous evening. The pain Kristy felt now was real, but at a level just below the unendurable pain she had experienced twenty-four hours ago. Only Victoria, not the audience, felt the slight drop in intensity of the erotic pain/pleasure. Aware of this, Kristy, while impaled upon the huge phallus, took it so deeply she felt a stimulation about which she had read, but which she never really thought existed. With the pain at an endurable level, she could now take pleasure from her deflowering and so thrust herself again and again to drive the man’s shaft to that magical spot. She and Victoria were both pleasantly surprised when Kristy, her body filled by three thrusting male organs, experienced simultaneous vaginal and clitoral orgasms, sending her into convulsions similar to those experienced, for different reasons, the previous night.

She was again in utter exhaustion and near unconsciousness as the three men exited. but, in a new turn of events, three more men entered and also took her in mouth, anus and nest to the delight of audience and Mistress. Again she was forced to pleasure them, keeping body and mouth in constant motion, sweat pouring from her body as she tossed herself upon them with utter abandon. Her body shuddered with the repeated orgasms she knew Victoria wanted. Once, the naked young woman stole a glance at Victoria as Kristy and two of the men climaxed simultaneously. Before her own eyes closed involuntarily in ecstasy, she noted her Mistress’ eyes were also closed and the gasping intake of air told Kristy she was indeed providing her Mistress with what she desired.

As the third man orgasmed in her mouth, he pushed her backward upon the table where her naked body splayed, semen oozing from nest, rectum and mouth. it was hardly an act at all to keep her eyes closed and whimper like a beaten puppy.

For the second straight night, the applause was deafening and, to a person, the audience exited talking about this exciting young woman who had been raped and her virginity taken.

And once again it was the thoroughly exhausted young woman who spent the night in the arms of her lover.