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Thigh vs. Thigh
Thighs Wide Shut

	Bethany Taylor looked at the group of people assembled around 
her.  Few of them were wearing clothes and those that were wearing 
clothes might as well not be.  Bethany had never seen so many leather 
straps, crotch less panties and naked breasts in her life.  

	"Deviants, every one of them," Bethany muttered to herself.  She 
hated coming undercover here, to the British Chapter of the Heaven's 
Ice club.  It was an organization dedicated to spoiling their rich 
members with exotic bondage games.  Leather gloves, wooden paddles and 
steel collars were everywhere.

	The blonde agent was uncomfortable in her disguise as well.  It 
was a standard outfit for this club and she despised it.  Her blonde 
hair was wrapped into an elegant beehive that was a strain on her 
scalp.  Her dress was a blue silk gown with a décolletage that did 
nothing to cover her breasts.  In fact, it simply lifted her massive 
tits and held them on a shelf, completely exposed.  The gown covered 
her legs completely, cascading out in layers.  The out was formal and 
decadent at the same time and in normal circumstances, she wouldn't 
have minded.  It was the fact that most people were ignoring her that 
bothered her.  

"Perverts," Bethany muttered as three men walked by her without 
noticing her big pink nipples.

 Bethany's mood sunk even further as a brunette walked over to 
her.  The sexy woman was wearing a long red dress that clung to her 
body like a second skin.  A slit traveled from her four-inch stiletto 
heel all the way up to her hip.  When she walked, her bare perfect legs 
kept flashing the viewer.  The dress was sleeveless and clung to her 
small breasts tightly.  Bethany frowned.  The brunette's breasts were 
small, but the nipples that pressed against the fabric distracted 
people from thinking of cup sizes.  She also hated the brunette's hair.  
It was wet, dark brown and completely comfortable looking.

"Hello Bethany," the brunette said with a smile.

"Go fuck yourself, Amy," Bethany responded.  She took a glass 
from a passing leather waiter and downed it quickly.

~~~

Amy Valentine smiled.  The Heaven's Ice Club was a second home to 
her, and seeing Bethany uncomfortable just made her night.

"I take it you are here for the Emerald Rod of Might like I am?" 
Amy asked.

Bethany looked at her nemesis oddly.  "Yes," she admitted.

Amy nodded.  "My employers, Paragon Industries, own the company 
that insured the Emerald Rod.  When it was stolen, they decided to 
recover it rather than pay off the huge principle.  They heard the 
Emerald Rod was here and since I was already a member, they sent me."

Bethany moved out of the way of two crawling nude women on 
leashes.  "Diligent Enterprises sent me to recover the Emerald Rod as 
well.  When we heard that the eccentric millionaire, Mr. Yugokumach, 
lost it recently, our sources tracked it here."

"What is your company's interest in the Rod?" Amy asked.  "I 
didn't think a three foot long emerald in the shape of a cock would be 
in demand for a major corporation. She pinched the cheeks of a nude man 
wearing an iron mask as she waited for Bethany's answer.

Bethany laughed.  "We plan to break the Rod into smaller pieces.  
If the emerald is of the quality we think it is, we'll be able to use 
it for our laser satellites."

Amy nodded.  "It's a good idea.  Too bad you will be neutralized 
in about one minute."

Bethany smiled.  "And how will you do that?"

Amy pointed to a man standing next to a bowl containing paper 
slips.  The man was wearing a red robe that covered him from head to 
toe but the staff he wielded marked him as someone important.  He 
pulled a piece of paper from the bowl and pointed in the girls' 
direction.

"Every night, the club has a lottery," Amy explained calmly.  
"The winner of the lottery is bound, gagged and spanked for the 
amusement of the club.  You were just selected.  I bribed the man who 
runs the game for tonight."

Bethany revealed no distress.  "Bribed him?  What twisted, 
perverted thing did you have to do?"

"A hand-job," Amy answered.  "When you've had bondage, group sex 
and belong to a club like this, the simplest pleasures are the rarest.  
He agreed instantly."

Several large thugs worked their way through the crowd towards 
Bethany and Amy.  The blonde cursed the fact that she had no weapons on 
her.  She looked at Amy and sneered.

"What's to prevent me from just making a run for it?" the blonde 
asked.

"Oh," Amy said thoughtfully.  "Well, if you run away, then you 
won' know what kind of poison I put in the drink you just consumed.  If 
you don't know the poison, how can you counteract it?"

Bethany froze in mid escape.  "Tell me the poison," she hissed, 
her hands curling into fists.

"I'll tell you once you're safely tied up," Amy said.

Bethany growled and Amy just laughed.  The brunette watched with 
glee as the three muscular men pinned Bethany's arms behind her and 
lead her to the punishment bench.  Amy knew Bethany could incapacitate 
all three of them, but she was forced to play the helpless blonde.  Amy 
followed behind the group, intent on watching every moment.

Bethany was gagged with a lovely white ballgag.  Amy reflected 
that it was nice of Bethany to wear her hair up like that; it made it 
easier to gag her.  Bethany was lifted up and her legs pulled apart.  
The men set her down on the high bench lengthwise, forcing her to 
straddle the bench.  Her head was pushed down and her arms pulled out 
so that her chest was now pressed down against the bench.  The blonde 
was instructed to grab a leather loop and to pull.  When she did, a 
green light flashed over her.

Amy moved next to Bethany and bent down to whisper.

"The Heaven's Ice Club is real big on consent," Amy explained.  
"As soon as you let go of this hoop, you'll be let go, but listen 
first.  They consider this punishment to be a test.  If you can hold on 
for the full time of the spanking, you'll pass.  If you fail, then your 
membership is revoked and they will throw you out.  You won't be able 
you tell them about me either.  They'll dump you in the back of a car 
and drive you back to town before they'll even consider removing that 
gag.  Your best bet is to just endure, and hope they finish spanking 
you before I steal the rod."

Bethany tried to say something, but the gag muffled her.   Amy 
took a guess.

"The poison?" Amy asked.  "It's a special drug my company 
designed to help me become a member.  It's called Trans-Bliss and it 
works on your nerves and converts any pain you feel to pleasure.  It 
lasts for about a few hours.  It's not deadly at all, but it might 
distract you during your punishment."

Amy smiled.  She loved that look of hatred in Bethany's eyes.  
The brunette pulled a pin out of the blonde's hair and laughed as the 
elegant coif fell over Bethany's face.

"Goodnight, Bethany," Amy taunted.  "I have an emerald to steal."

~~~
Bethany was ready to scream with rage but the ballgag prevented 
any such luxury.  She didn't know if she believed Amy's story about a 
pleasure-inducing drug, but she knew one thing for certain: She was 
holing on to this rope.  Bethany was determined to outlast this silly 
spanking ritual and reveal to the entire club that Amy was a thief.

The hem of her dress was lifted and the crowd applauded at the 
sight of Bethany's ass.  Scissors cut away her black panties and 
Bethany flinched as several hands pinched her exposed cheeks.  She 
tried to turn her head to see who was spanking her, but her dress was 
being held up like a curtain.  All Bethany could do was listen to her 
body to tell her what was happening.

The waiting got to her.  They didn't seem to be doing anything.  
Bethany's face flushed as she heard the comments the crowd made about 
her ass.  She felt exposed and for an agent like her, that was a 
feeling she was trained to avoid.  Her thighs gripped the bench tighter 
as she waited for the inevitable.

It finally came.  A hard paddle came crashing down on her ass, 
shocking her out of her tension.  Her thighs clenched around the wooden 
bench as pain raced spread through her ass.  The crowd cheered at the 
first blow and at how energetic Bethany's ass jumped.

"The bitch was lying!" Bethany moaned through her gag.  "Pleasure 
inducing drugs my sore ass!"

~~~

Amy Valentine let the unconscious guard hit the ground gently.  
He was a member of the same club after all.  She hated using that nerve 
pinch on him, but in the end, he probably enjoyed it.

She picked the lock leading to the treasured phallus and stepped 
quietly inside.  Sitting in the middle of the room on top of a 
pedestal, was the Emerald Rod.  Amy whistled softly at the magnificent 
sight.  The other treasures of the room were forgotten as she looked on 
her target.

The sinister Mr. Yugokumach found the Emerald Rod recently 
through unknown means.  No one knew where it came from, though legend 
has it that the decadent priests of biblical Sodom used it in their 
rituals.  Wherever it came from, it was beautiful.  It stood three feet 
tall, and was carved from a single emerald.  Shaped like a man's cock, 
the mere sight of it made Amy weak in the knees.  It would be 
impossible to mount, but Amy wasn't sure if she would try anyway.

Amy slipped a pair of shades from her belt and looked at the 
room.  It was as she expected.  Laser lights crossed over the room, 
weaving a web that would sound alarms if crossed.  Amy tried to locate 
the source of the beams, but she quickly deducted that it wouldn't be 
an easy fix this time.  She was just going to have to go in there and 
get it.

The beams were too tight to simply crawl in there.  At least, not 
with Amy's dress.  The leggy agent peeled her dress off, stepping out 
of its confining limits.  The stiletto heels had to go too.  She wasn't 
wearing a bra so that was one less constriction to worry about.  The 
red thong she was wearing had to come off too.  It was great for the 
high slit on the dress, but she didn't need it riding her ass while she 
worked.

Amy approached the beams, completely nude.  She pinned her hair 
back with the pin she stole from Bethany.  She allowed herself a 
moment's thought about the blonde.

"I wonder if the drug kicked in yet?" she wondered.

~~~

"Fuck!" Bethany tried to yell through her gag.  Her ass was on 
fire.  She didn't know who was spanking her but she suspected it was 
several people.  Some times the blows to her buttocks would be so hard; 
her ass would burn with heat.  Other times, the blows were mere taps 
that only humiliated her with their casual touches.  Bethany's face 
blushed as she considered that maybe everybody was getting a turn on 
her poor ass.

Bethany's fingers were sweaty as they held onto the leather hoop.  
Her nipples were sore from rubbing against the hard wood and her hair 
was constantly in her face.  It didn't matter.  Bethany had to hold on 
in order to stay inside the club.

It wasn't easy getting your ass spanked in a scene of public 
humiliation, but that was why they paid industrial spies like Bethany 
the large paychecks.  She clenched her eyes shut and tried to imagine 
the cellar of wine she was going to buy with this paycheck.

	The spanking stopped for a moment, most likely to pass the paddle 
onto someone else.  As Bethany waited for the paddling to resume, she 
noticed a strange warmth spreading through her.  The pain of her cheeks 
was fading and being replaced with a pleasant tingling.  The blonde 
moaned as the warmth washed over her body, setting her skin on fire 
with a sensual flame.

	WHACK! The paddle came down on Bethany's ass, and it felt like 
the thrust of a cock to her sex.  Bethany bit down on the ballgag as 
her clitoris throbbed.  The unknown person continued to spank her but 
all Bethany felt was repeated blasts of pleasure.  Every hit of the 
paddle set her body aflame with another burst of bliss.

	"We have got to get some of that Trans-Bliss!" Bethany thought to 
herself as the paddling brought her more joys than she thought 
possible.

~~~
	Amy was on her belly, crawling under red beams that threatened 
her mission.  Her special sunglasses allowed her to see the beams but 
it required incredible control over her body to move past them.  Flat 
against the floor, the nude agent allowed herself a smile.

	"There's no way that Bethany could have crawled through here with 
her floatation devices," Amy laughed.

	Muscular legs propelled her body along the floor, her ass 
clenching as her thighs spread wide to move her.  A safe spot allowed 
her to raise herself up on two arms, her back arching back as she 
avoided the beam that hovered in front of her face.  She looked at the 
beams around her, and then dropped back to the floor.  There was a spot 
that would allow her to stand, but it was another five feet away.  

Like a snake her body crawled across the floor.  Her muscles 
rippled under tanned skin as she swept arms and legs under the lasers.  
Only a single trickle of sweat down her back betrayed the effort 
involved.  

When she reached the standing spot, she rolled over onto her 
back.  Amy sat up in the free space, her sunglasses revealing the 
myriad of beams around her.  Planting her hands on the ground, she 
lifted her ass off the floor and slowly pulled her legs in under her.  
She trembled slightly and her chest raised and fell rapidly as her arms 
ached.  Still she did not rush and it took her a full two minutes to 
pull her legs into the safe zone.

Amy stood up.  The agent was so close now; she didn't mind the 
dirt and dust that was clinging to her nude body.  Most of the beams 
were aimed directly at the floor now, so she would have to step her way 
over.  Balanced on one leg, Amy brought her other leg up till it was 
even with her hip.  She pushed the raised leg out and over the laser 
beam that was slightly above crotch height.  Amy had to bend over to 
avoid another beam and in this compromising position, she lowered her 
leg till she was on the tips of her toes.  

Now she was straddling a laser beam, bent over and delicately 
balanced on her toes.  Amy took a deep breath.  Her thighs ached, but 
she was too professional to notice.  There was only one problem Amy 
concerned herself with, and that was the delicate drop of sweat that 
was on her left nipple, ready to fall and pass through the laser. 

Amy looked in horror at her tanned breast.  A single drop of 
sweat had collected on the tip of her nipple, and she was forced to 
stay bent over, meaning the drop would fall straight down.  The agent 
bit her lips and tried to think of something.  All she could really do 
was try to hurry and cross the beam before her sweat betrayed her. 

On raised toes, Amy shifted her weight.  Standing now completely 
on the tip of one foot, she raised her other leg and folded it till her 
ankle was touched her ass.  Amy watched the drop of sweat the entire 
time she moved, praying that the sweat would cling to her brown nipple.

She spun slightly, and brought her leg down on the other side.  
Taking one tiny step back, Amy moved out from under the laser beam.  As 
she moved, her small breast jiggled, and the drop fell.  

Amy bit her lip and watched as the sweat missed the laser and 
splashed on the floor.

"Damn," Amy breathed.  "And I thought Bethany would be having the 
hard time."

~~~

Bethany was in heaven.  She didn't even feel the paddle anymore.  
All she felt were sharp increases of pleasure when the paddle touched 
her.  Thousands and thousands of shocks were striking her sex and 
Bethany was in the throes of orgasm.

Her nipples were as hard as diamonds, pressing against the harsh 
wood of the bench.  That felt great to her to.  She rubbed herself 
against the table as she was spanked, humping the bench wantonly, 
seeking more sensations to get off on.  Even her hair was turning her 
on.  The pile of blonde locks that covered her face felt like lovers 
caresses and she wished she didn't have the ballgag to stop her from 
exclaiming her bliss.

The paddling continued and Bethany almost released the leather 
hoop in a swoon.  Her pussy was clenching against empty air as she 
climaxed.  She could feel the puddle forming on the bench from her 
desire but she didn't care.  Bethany felt the paddle increase in force 
and it gave her a multiple orgasm that made her cry with sheer 
pleasure.

Behind Bethany, several members of the Heaven's Ice club looked 
at the blonde that was humping their punishment bench.  She soaked the 
wood with her sex and her thighs were warping the wood with intense 
squeezing.  The sounds of her moaning under her ballgag were impossible 
to ignore.

A man wearing a rubber duck mask and a chain dangling from his 
pierced balls shook his head.

"Have some fucking respect for your self," he muttered as he 
paddled her ass.

~~~
  Amy finally reached the Emerald Rod of Lordly Might.  She had 
to climb directly onto the pedestal, balancing herself with the massive 
emerald on the marble pillar.  She almost lifted it heavy phallus, but 
she noticed something odd about the pillar she was on.  The top was a 
weight trigger and if she removed the phallus, the trigger would 
activate.

"Fuck!" Amy growled.  There was no other choice.  She tapped a 
button on her sunglasses.  It was a distress signal to a company 
helicopter.  The helicopter would come get her, but the fuel and ammo 
costs would be deducted from her paycheck.  

It wasn't easy being a spy for a major corporation and having to 
retrieve three foot long ruby cocks from a club of sexual explorers, 
but then, that's why they paid agents like Amy the big money.  As she 
squatted beside the emerald Rod, Amy thought about the diamond tiara 
she was going to buy with the money from this job.
	
~~~

	Bethany was in a warm sea of bliss.  A touch on her shoulders was 
giving her after shocks from the dozens of orgasms she experienced.  
Only when the ballgag was removed did she realize the paddling was 
over.

	"I said it's over!" a voice repeated.  "You can get up now."

	Bethany opened her eyes and sat up.  When her pink ass touched 
the bench, she nearly fell over from the orgasm she had.  Hands gripped 
her shoulders and she looked at the men holding her with a dreamy look 
in her blue eyes.

	"What a slut," one of them muttered.

	She ignored it.  Through her orgasm-induced haze, a single 
thought came to the surface.  Bethany remembered her mission.

	"Wait, I need to tell you something," Bethany gasped.  She was 
distracted by the wonderful way her sore ass felt on the warm wood.  
"The emerald Rod of Lordly Might is being stolen.  We need to stop Amy 
Valentine before she escapes!"

~~~
	Amy waited.  The helicopter would be here shortly, but there was 
nothing to do.  She squatted.  She waited.  She looked at the laser 
beams with her glasses.

	The Emerald Rod was sitting right there in front of her.  She 
looked at it, amazed at its craftsmanship.  It was the kind of thing 
she expected to see in a temple, surrounded by angry priests feeling 
inadequate.  The crown of the phallus was so realistic that Amy was 
having dirty thoughts.

	"I do have time to kill," Amy said to herself.  It was better 
than admitting how aroused she was.  The Heaven's Ice Club has been a 
favorite vacation spot for years.  Coming here today purely for the 
mission was unfair to her libido.  She saw so many attractive people 
today and she hadn't allowed herself a single stroke.

	Once Amy had justified the act in her mind, she went to work.  
She stood on the pedestal and placed both feet on either side of the 
phallus.  She bent over to grab the Rod with both hands to steady 
herself as she lowered her sex down.  Squatting onto the phallus, she 
rested her pussy on the round tip.

	"Oh!" Amy gasped, feeling the cold emerald cock press against her 
sex.  The Emerald Rod was smooth to the touch and Amy enjoyed rubbing 
her pussy over the massive phallus.  It was impossible to attempt to 
get it inside her, but Amy spread her pussy with her fingers and 
allowed the Emerald Rod to touch the pink inside.

	Amy trembled as she settled onto the oversized cock of the 
Emerald Rod.  Using her incredible balance, Amy rocked back and forth 
across the round tip.  The impossible size of the phallus excited her, 
making her ache to be filled by it.  This was such a dirty thing to do 
to such a priceless artifact; her nipples were hard just thinking about 
it.  After crawling through the lasers, having the opening of her sex 
filled was the perfect distraction.

	Her hand went to her clitoris, which was emerging, from its hood.  
Amy stroked her clit, imagining that the entire Emerald Rod was inside 
her.  The marble pedestal held her weight as she slowly fucked herself 
on top of the Emerald Rod.  All of the sensual sights she saw today 
raced through her mind as she masturbated, including a few images of 
imagining Bethany on the punishment bench.  

	The Emerald Rod pulsed inside Amy and she couldn't tell if it was 
her imagination or not.  The dirty nude agent just fucked herself 
harder.  It felt like the Emerald Rod was shrinking slightly, shifting 
to get inside of her but she didn't care.  The feeling of rod as it 
expanded her was intense; stretching Amy beyond what she thought was 
possible.

Amy stroked her clit fasted.  The Emerald Rod was now slippery 
from her secretions and very warm.  Her thighs clenched around the 
three foot long phallus, clutching it as her fingers brought her nearer 
and nearer to personal nirvana.

"Yes!" Amy screamed.  The Emerald Rod vibrated with the force of 
her orgasm.  Shuddering, the agent never lost her balance.  Her thighs 
clenched the gem in gratitude as the spasms spread through her body.

That was when the door opened.

"Oh shit," Amy said, still sitting on top of the Emerald Rod."

~~~
Bethany stood there as dumb founded as the rest of the Heaven's 
Ice club.  They had opened the doors to the resting place of the 
Emerald Rod of Might only to see that slut, Amy, humping the fuck out 
of the priceless gem.  Bethany grimaced as she thought about having to 
carry the desecrated artifact when she stole it later.

"What are you waiting for?  Go get her!"  Bethany yelled.  The 
blonde would have nailed Amy herself, but she was unable to stand up 
straight after so many orgasms.  She had been carried in by one of the 
more muscular deviants who worked here.  It was difficult to be a good 
agent when you were someone else's arms.

"There is no need," someone said.  "This is the only door out.  
Besides, the police are coming.  Why don't we watch her fuck the 
Emerald Rod some more?"

"Because she will escape, dumb-ass!" Bethany yelled.

"What's that noise?" someone said.  Bethany detected the faint 
buzz of a helicopter.

"Oh shit," Bethany said.

An explosion destroyed the far wall but Bethany was already 
rolling out of the arms of the man carrying her.  The crowd of club 
members screamed and ran for cover.  Debris was everywhere and the 
alarms were ringing loudly in everyone's ears.  Bethany looked up to 
see Amy standing proudly on the pedestal with the Emerald Rod of Lordly 
Might in her hands.

	Bethany watched Amy laugh as she leaped from the pedestal to the 
hole in the wall.  The brunette grabbed a rope ladder that had been 
dropped for her and took one last look at Bethany who was still on the 
floor.

	"Was this what you were looking for?" Amy taunted, holding the 
sparkling Emerald Rod up for Bethany to admire as the helicopter lifted 
Amy away.

	"Cram it up your ass!" Bethany shouted as Amy flew away.

	Amy considered it.

The end

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