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 Escape From Black Bear Mountain

   by Ozmanga

   3,037 words

   Chapter 9

   Fiona stood up and carefully eased her thin white panties over her
striped rump.  Mad Magda, whip in hand, grinned at her, happy with a job
well done..

   "Get back to your duties, whore.  But first apologize to the guest you
insulted," she said.

   Fiona glared at the madam but said nothing as she stepped down from the
low stage and made her way to where her husband sat.  He was tense and
white-faced, perched between Adolf Thiler, at the head of the table, and
Zelda, Hack's dominating mistress.

   "I I'm sorry, Sir," she said.  That you are a treacherous gutless
bastard, she thought.  Hack swallowed and nodded acceptance.  Juliette
watched her mother's humiliation with growing anger.

   The trio of naked musicians reassembled and began a wavering out-of-tune
classical piece.  The flautist found it difficult to play with a dry mouth.
They looked scared after the brief flurry of violence.  The guards, on the
sides of the stage regarded them lasciviously.  One fingered the bulge in
his codpiece suggestively.  Fiona guessed they were to be part of the
sexual "entertainment" planned for later and wondered if the musicians
knew.

   Fiona recovered her decanter and continued to pour sherry.  First she
served Zelda who took the opportunity to spitefully claw the sex-slave's
tender rump.

   "He's mine, now," Zelda hissed.

   The Beast Master whispered he'd been looking forward to a session with
the famous Kaiser women and he was going to give Fiona the fucking of her
life-time before the night was out.  He ripped the thin fabric of her
knickers in order to explore her tender twat with one of his massive
calloused paws.

   Magda merely smiled and nodded and placed her electronic prod on her
side plate next to the riding crop she had just used.

   Fish followed soup.  Fiona and Juliette served Riesling.  The dinner
guests grew bolder with each glass of wine.  Smoked chicken breast was
accompanied by a fruity Chardonnay.  Toby Jugg, the vet, clumsily ripped
Juliette's short skirt and bodice off her back as he attempted to nibble
one of her pinched and swollen nipples.  At Adolf's suggestion Hack removed
his wife's maid's outfit to match, said Thiler, "Your lovely daughter's
enticing nudity." Hack managed to undress Fiona without touching her flesh.
When he had finished Fiona was wearing only her maid's linen cap, black
scarlet-gartered stockings, and shiny black high-heeled pumps.  She risked
giving him a look of utter contempt before swaggering to the buffet to
collect another bottle of wine.

   When the waiters served the meat course the humiliation of the Kaiser
women continued.  Irma used a candle from one of the elaborate candelabra
to penetrate Juliette's tight little anal sphincter just as the young woman
was pouring a rich red Burgundy.  Some wine spilled on Irma's dress and she
demanded that, "the clumsy little trollop be punished immediately." Magda
was happy to oblige and, once again, the musicians moved aside so the
diners could enjoy the sight of Juliette, on stage, as naked as her mother,
being bent over the central chair to receive the same punishment Fiona had
already endured.

   Juliette was not as stoical as Fiona and screamed loudly as each blow
raise a bloody welt on her tender backside.  As Juliette returned, weeping,
to her duties, and the trio once more attended to their music, Adolf
beckoned Fiona to his side.  He fondled her naked, lividly-marked, buttocks
and stroked her smooth belly and groin.

   "You are a lucky man, Hack Kaiser, to have been married to this
sex-bomb," he said to his potential recruit.  "How long was it?"

   "Twenty years, sir," quavered Hack.

   "I'll bet you fucked her every night and twice on Sundays, eh?" Adolf
laughed loudly.  The other diners guessed some new torment was about to be
heaped on the blonde "maid".  Conversation dwindled as they kept an eye on
the head of the table.

   Not since our honeymoon and never on Sundays you creep.

   "Er well," began Hack.  Adolf interrupted him.

   "No need to be modest, Hack.  How does she suck?  Like a demented vacuum
cleaner, I'll bet?

   He wouldn't know.  He never even asked me once.  Your fucking Cunty Club
members taught me all the tricks I know of that trade, asshole.

   Hack was unable to answer.  He shrugged with embarrassment.

   "You wouldn't mind if she showed us how good she is?  You'd be happy for
her to give me a blow job?" Adolf fixed Hack with a glare from his fierce
blue eyes.

   "A blow job?  You mean now?" Hack stammered.

   Adolf unzipped his fly and his tumescent cock flopped onto his thigh. 
"Sure.  Now.  She is still your wife so I wouldn't have her do it without
your say so, Hack.  Tell me.  You won't object to me publicly fucking your
wife's face?

   Tell him 'No' you coward.

   "No," croaked Hack.

   "Good," said Adolf, taking the negative to mean Hack wouldn't object. 
"Magda, may we have some suitable music.  Something with a bit of bounce."

   "Yes.  Sir." said Magda.  The trio paused, consulted, then began a
cheery polka, only slightly off key.

   "So, get on your knees Fiona," said Adolf.  As the blonde sank to her
knees between the trousered legs of her principal jailer he muttered, "One
hint of teeth and I cut your daughter's throat, understand?"

   Fiona nodded.  Adolf pumped his thickening tool and bent to kiss her on
the lips.  As he finished he murmured,"Don't you wish you had been less
prudish when we first met, Fiona.  All this need not have happened." His
voice was too low to be heard by anyone apart from the near naked woman now
crouched at his feet.

   Bullshit

   Fiona took Thiler's growing member between her palms.  She blew softly
on the pink tip of Adolf's helmeted cock.  She glanced to her right and saw
that her husband had leant forward.  He and his mistress had a clear view
of her head and Adolf's groin.  She couldn't interpret Hack's expression.
Was it horror?  Lust?  Envy?  She saw Zelda reach between Hack's legs and
squeeze a tell-tale bulge along the inside leg of his dress trousers.

   Lust, then.  You're welcome to him, kid.  He's not worth a tinker's dam.

   "Now!" said Thiler and Fiona surged onto his erection.  Her lips and
tongue moistly palpated the head of his still growing cock as her hands
skillfully stroked and massaged the exposed shaft.  As Fiona did her utmost
to bring her tormentor to a swift climax her husband stared in disbelief.

   "Oh.  Oh.  That's good!" panted Thiler grinning cruelly at Hack.

   Fiona eased Adolf's scrotum through the open fly of his pants.  Her left
hand stroked the hairy sack and manipulated his fat testes.  Her right
pumped his thick veined shaft while her lips and tongue played on the most
sensitive part of her captor's prick.

   Some diners left their seats and applauded as their host began to moan
and gasp in ecstasy.  They clapped in time to Fiona's bobbing head and
wildly swinging tits.  The tempo grew faster and Adolf grabbed her blonde
head and pressed it to him as he came in Fiona's mouth.

   ***

   "Well that was pretty quick," said Irma leaning over her husband's
shoulder to observe Fiona's cum streaked mouth.  "She swallow most of the
gism?"

   Adolf nodded.

   "Don't worry, dear, It's not really fattening," she smiled at Fiona. 
"But you've given me an idea.  Later we'll have a race.  Mother versus
daughter.  The young whore can blow Toby and Bruce while Fiona does her
husband and our revered Beast Master.  What do you think?"

   "Why not include the women?" said Maria.  "They like oral sex too."

   "So they do, young lady," she said her eyes narrowing.  "Change places
with your boy-friend and you can show me during the dessert course."

   Maria laughed nervously but when the diners resumed their seats Toby
made sure she sat next to Irma and waited for the boss's wife to make her
pleasure known.

   Dessert was served with a sweet Graves.  Maria disappeared beneath the
table before she was served with the confection and emerged twenty minutes
later as cheese and biscuits were being put on the table.  Her hair was
disheveled and her lipstick smudged.  Toby gave her an encouraging smile
and patted her shoulder.  Maria flinched.

   Fiona and Juliette circulated Port and Madeira.  By the end of the
dinner the guests were drunk enough to have lost any sexual inhibitions
they may have had.  Bruce's girl-friend was almost comatose but pawed
ineffectually at the pilot's groin.  Even Hack, who had tried hard to
remain sober, was feeling the effects of too much alcohol.

   At a signal from Magda the musical trio stopped playing and stood up to
take a bow.  They were three attractive women clearly still unused to being
naked in public.  They smiled nervously at their small audience.  The
dinner guests applauded politely as the musicians dipped from the waist
their breasts swinging freely.  Three footmen joined them on stage and took
their chairs and instruments before returning.  Another three positioned
themselves behind the bowing mussos.  Fiona and the diners could see, what
the nervous performers could not, that the men had removed their cod-pieces
and were all massively erect.

   The pack rape was conducted to the recorded strains of "The Thieving
Magpie" played on a Moog synthesizer.  Some attempt had been made to
choreograph the men's movements but the women were tossed from one to the
other like rag dolls.  Their unrehearsed screams were more often than not
muted by a thick cock rammed into an open mouth or a colleague's pussy
being squashed onto a tear-streaked face.  The men showed considerable self
control.  Only at the end of the performance, when the chaotic dance had
resolved into a static grouping where each of the three women was fellating
one of the footmen while being brutally sodomized by another, that the men
came, noisily, one by one.

   Shades of "The Clockwork Orange", thought Fiona.  She was ashamed to
admit the violent act had excited her.  She had to resist the urge to
finger her rapidly moistening pussy as she watched the cellist carried off
the stage seemingly insensible but still twitching in the throes of orgasm.


   I'm not the only freak in the circus, she thought, as the applause faded
away.

   ***

   "Coffee and liqueurs will be served in the ante-room while the stage is
reset for the next act," announced Magda.  The guests rose unsteadily and
made their way through the double-doors to the anteroom.  The footmen
returned and busied themselves rearranging the dining room.  Magda told
Fiona and Juliette to stick close to her.  As the guests settled themselves
in the ante-room the Kaiser women followed the madam into the richly
paneled chamber.  When everyone had drinks and coffee, Adolf stood up and
said, "May I have your attention please." There was immediate silence.

   "As you all know," he began, "I ask for proof of commitment for any
newcomer seeking an appointment as an officer of the Black Bear Mountain
Special Precinct executive.  Generally evidence of a major crime, committed
but not detected, is sufficient.  This ensures loyalty and puts us all in
the same boat, as it were."

   There was a murmur of agreement from the well-fed guests.

   "Tonight it's Hack Kaiser's turn to show his commitment to our
community. Tonight Hack will commit a crime I understand still carries the
death penalty in his home state."

   Hack sat up suddenly in his well upholstered leather chair.  His coffee
spilled onto the thick pile carpet.

   "I will?" Hack squeaked.

   "You will, Hack," smiled Adolf.  "Or go back to shoveling bear shit. 
Bring the whores to me, Magda."

   Magda, prod in hand, pushed Fiona and her daughter to where Adolf stood
next to Hack.  The financier stood up.  He looked at his prospective boss.

   "What?" Hack croaked.  "What do you want me to do?"

   "Why Hack, I want you to rape your daughter, both vaginally and anally.
Incest, rape and sodomy recorded and witnessed should be enough to keep you
loyal to the cause.  I thought of having you strangle her as well, but she
and her mother have some milage left before we do anything so final."

   "Give him a piglet, whore!" ordered Magda as she pressed the electronic
prod between the cheeks of Fiona's ass.  Fiona, horrified, braced herself
to resist but Juliette, as before, saved her mother from the near lethal
shock Mad Magda planned to deliver.

   "Just do it," she whispered.  She turned to face her mother.  They both
knelt and Juliette remained still as Fiona wrapped her arms around her
daughter's hips and used gentle fingers to open her cunt for Hack's
convenience.

   "The cameras are all functioning, sir," reported Magda.  "The visual
record should be most entertaining."

   "I I can't " stammered Hack.

   "Yes you bloody well can," insisted Zelda as she pushed herself forward
to stand behind him "Even if I have to shove something up your ass." She
reached around him and unzipped his fly.  His cock flipped out, already
stiff and growing.  Zelda grabbed at the swelling erection and jerked Hack
to his knees between his daughter's legs.  Zelda would have tried to force
his impressive stiffy into the open vagina but Adolf stopped her.

   "Let him go, Zelda," said Adolf.  "This is something he has to do
himself.  But quickly, Hack, we haven't got all night."

   Hack sobbed.  He slowly inched forward until the tip of his penis
touched his wife's fingers as he entered Juliette's opened pussy.  Then,
with a wild yell of "God forgive me!" he thrust deep inside her and fucked
her with fierce unrestrained thrusts.  Juliette tried hard to endure the
assault and to look calm but could not.  As Hack pounded away to the ribald
applause and smart-ass comments of his fellow guests she started to weep.
Before he came Hack recalled his instructions and, trying not to look at
Fiona who was, at Magda's insistence, now holding her daughter's ass cheeks
apart, withdrew from Juliette's wet cunt and thrust his well lubricated
cock into his daughter's fundament.  The young woman's tears streamed down
her cheeks and her sobs grew louder as Hack, with growing excitement, drove
in and out of this tighter orifice with ever increasing vigor.

   "Oh God.  Oh God.  Oh God," he cried as he neared his climax.  Hack
withdrew before he came.  His juices spurted onto Juliette's back and
Fiona's hands.

   "I'm sorry.  I'm so sorry," he mumbled as he struggled to his feet. 
Zelda took his arm and led him back to his chair.

   *** "Magda tells me we have some time before the stage is ready for the
next act," said Adolf.  "So if any of you would like to let off a little
steam with the Kaiser women please feel free to help yourselves."

   Toby Jugg was the first to react.  He dragged the weeping Juliette out
of her mother's arms and tossed her to his blonde partner.  Maria was
sprawled, legs apart, in one of the leather arm chairs.  She caught the
stumbling teenager and held her tightly while Toby struggled tipsily to get
his trousers off.

   "What you're gonna do, Honey Bun," Maria said, "is go down on me while
Tobe butt-fucks you.  Okay?  I hear you're really good with the old cunny
lingus."

   Juliette didn't reply.  She stopped weeping and tried hard to become
resigned to another night of debauchery.  Another like so many since her
arrival on Black bear Mountain.

   "Okay," said Toby as he waved his swollen cock.  He had remembered to
take his shoes off and the trousers no longer posed a problem.  "Get your
head up her skirt, Kid, and your ass in the air.  Here comes the Toby
Juggernaut."

   When Toby wrenched Juliette out of her arms Fiona had felt an
overwhelming wave of blind rage.  Before she could do anything rash she
felt the Beast Master's calloused hands under her tits.  He lifted her up
off the carpet and carried her effortlessly to one of the large sofas. 
Fiona didn't struggle as he dropped her onto the soft leather.  She lay
unmoving and supine as he unzipped his fly.  His cock was as big as Max's,
the "policeman" who had raped her on her first night on the mountain. 
Fiona trembled with a mixture of fear and suppressed desire.  It was, she
knew now, only a question of time before this ugly giant brought her to
another, shameful, screaming climax.  She spread her legs and bent her
knees in surrender.  "Please ," she said before he crushed her into the
leather cushions and filled her slippery cunt with hard, hot, meat.

   *** The dining table had been pushed against the wall and comfortable
chairs and small tables had been arranged in front of the stage when the
dinner guests were eventually shepherded back into the dining room.  A
large metal cage had been erected on the stage.  A sturdy wooden saw horse
sat in the middle of the cage.  Leather straps and pads attached to the
saw-horse suggested it was not intended for carpentry.

   Irma had claimed Fiona after she had climaxed noisily impaled by the
Beast Master's huge cock.  The prisoner had fucked him back.  She had
thrust her pelvis hard against the big man's hips as he flooded her womb
with jets of warm sperm.  The first lady of Black Bear Mountain put a
choke-collar around Fiona's neck and led the naked and ashamed prisoner
into the dining room.  As Irma took her seat on her husband's left, she
smiled to see Adolf had Juliette on his knee.  She saw he had already
inserted his rigid cock into Juliette's asshole and was slowly bouncing the
young woman up and down in a leisurely but penetrating manner while he
chatted amiably with the girl's father.  To his right Hack was trying to
ignore the continued abuse of his daughter by fondling Zelda's small
breasts as she masturbated his flaccid cock.

   The lights dimmed and a recorded drum roll foreshadowed the next act. 
Irma made Fiona kneel between her stockinged thighs and use her tongue
while her captor sat back to enjoy the show.

   To be concluded