The Court of President Jezebel
Story 1: Senator Gerrold's First Day
by "Akhenaten", <AmenhotepIV@usa.net>
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
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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 Marines 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."