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OTEC the novel		http://literatemachine.com/node/142
OTEC COPYRIGHT (C) 2007 DAWootan, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED by DAWootan

	[ 57 Kinky sex acts ]


Resident whores in the Little Red Whorehouses
were not play pretend whores,
Vin was pimping them for millions.

Princes had included as background wallpaper on her homepage,
the official royal photograph of King, Queen, and Princes standing together.
Princes was wearing an elegant formal gown and a diamond tiara.

She started wearing princes gowns to the whore house.
She would wear a fake diamond tiara, and dress up like Snow White.
It was not in keeping with the Wild West motif, but no one was about to 
complain.
She did a booming business, often outperforming Kathy and Beatrice.

( Princess was studying for a degree in marketing. )
	 _____

As an anarchist Vin did not believe in rules and laws,
He believed in principles and understanding.
It was clearly understood by all that, none of the women
were ever to be left in bondage, with customers.
A praetorian was to be present, no exceptions.

Quite often Vin was the praetorian president.
The staff would call him, for especially interesting
dungeon scenes, or if one of his wives was involved.

Depending on the scene Vin would become,
an SS interrogation technician, a medieval jesuit monk,
an Arab, or a medieval torturer with black hood.

The dungeons scenes, did not happen by accident,
customers would spend days or weeks, selecting menu items,
building their ultimate twisted fantasy.
There would then submit the scene to Vin's "working ladies"
if one of them thought it was sufficiently lucrative and/or
kinky, she would click on "accept" and the dungeon
would be reserved.

Vin sat thinking, remembering scenes from the previous week:
	 _____

The entire Aphrodite's steering committee had done a trick together.
They had signed up to do " Rape Interrogation Of Thirteen Witches. "
They had used the largest general purpose "theater in the round" room.
The staff had rolled the equipment into the room, medieval pillory's, stocks
(standing and kneeling ) St. Andrews Crosses, restraint benches, stools,
yokes with spreader bars, tables, cages, slings, swings, a bondage bed,
and rack and a bondage chair.
The steering committee arrived wearing tailor-made Pilgrim Women
ankle length skirts, complete with proper headdress.
Vin smiled as the women took their time selecting the proper restraint 
devices.
They reminded him of women at a dress sale.
Vin busied himself with getting everyone hooked up.
He double checked the proper theater curtains were down,
it looked like they were in the square, of a medieval town.
The women had all done this before.
They were ready with ten minutes to spare.

Vin walked over to the president of the Aphrodite's club,
she was strapped securely to a St. Andrews Cross.
"We needed to make sure this thing works." he said
climbing out in this tight leather pants.
"You wouldn't dare!" she said as he slid her
ankle-length dress up, exposing her vagina.
"Are you sure?" he said as he penetrated her.
She began rocking her hips, matching his thrusts.
Smiling at him with obvious love and affection.

The room began filling with men, who got naked,
and began enthusiastically fucking the restrained women,
who according to the script, screamed, hollered,
and begged for mercy.

One of the women was inside an intricate birdcage,
shaped like a spread eagle woman, it fit her
like a glove, immobilizing her.
There was a large opening framing her genital area.
A large man was lying on top of the cage
thrusting through the opening, deep into her vagina.
The woman inside was hollering loudly.
"Don't stop, don't stop! "

Vin was smiling hugely, underneath his black hood
with eyes slits.
He could not join in the festivities, he had to stay alert
making sure no one got carried away and hurt
one of his women.
He loved these women, and they loved him.
He made a mental note, after the customers left,
he was going to try the birdcage.
It was customary for the women to satisfy their
praetorian guard as payment for keeping them safe.
	 _____

Vin could not talk Princes out of this sort of thing,
she was methodically working her way through every
kinky sex act in the web pages.
Or more accurately being worked through, Vin suspected
she never refused an offer of any sort.
She had signed up for an "Electrical Genital Torture" trick.
Vin studied his hard copy carefully, so he
would know precisely what the sick fucks had paid for.
Today's dungeon session was "female electro-interrogation"
If Vin could not stop it, at least he could prevent any
serious damage.
A praetorian in SS uniform, escorted Princess
and the four sick fucks to the "interrogation room"
where Vin was waiting.

"Ah, A young one, we will break her in no time."
"Hoist her upon the table while I cram electrodes
into her."
Vin put on a special glove allowing him
to pick up the sparkler, which was coated
with nano lubricant, making it easy to insert.
The real function of a nano lubricant, was
it made the conductive rubber too slippery
to hold a knot.
Tying a monkeys fist knot inside Princess's blather
would make her irritable, although Vin doubted
there was anything that would make her give up
turning strange tricks.
Vin wondered why it was he never met any
normal women.

He carefully began feeding the blunt end
of the sparkler into Princess's pisser.

"I curse you Nazi bastards." Princess hollered.

The customers watch Google eyed, as Vin
carefully filled Princess's bladder with
four feet of flexible electrical conductor.
Had he intended to actually torture her,
he would have put an alligator clip on her clitoris,
electricity concentrated to a point is excruciating.

"Hoist her ankles up until they touch her wrists."
Princess's pink anus was soon pointing straight up.

"This is electrically conductive tubing" Vin declared.
"And this is electrically conductive gel."
Vin lubricated about three feet of tubing,
feeding it into the exposed orifice.

"I curse you Nazi Pigs." Princess hollered.

After the first foot was in Vin began twisting
the tubing like a plumber's snake so it would
go around corners, following Princess's bowels.
He fed four feet of it into her slender body.
Princess shuddered but did not cry out.
Eventually he reached the inflatable
balloon on the end.
He stuffed that it in as well, and began inflating it.

"When we plug her cunt into the wall socket,
She will void her bowels. This will keep thing in place."

The four sick fucks, nodded their heads, open mouthed.
They had paid for a sick sexual fantasy,
they were getting their money's worth.

"Well we can't hang her by her tits,
she doesn't have any."

They didn't see Princess smile lovingly at Vin.
Vin always kissed her small breasts tenderly,
making her promise to keep them just as they were.

"Hang her by her wrists."

They put Princess in a sex swing, she wasn't
hanging by her wrists, but they were held
well above her head.
The leather wrapping her hands concealed
her "chicken switch" and voltage controls.

Vin's enormous, humming, ozone producing,
electro-torture control panel was largely fake.
Princess controlled how much current
surged up her urethra.
There was a giant knife switch, Vin held
the insulating handle, leering at the exposed vagina.
He slammed the huge switch closed.
The current arrived like a sledgehammer.
Princess's loins began making fucking
motions, her vaginal lips began opening
and closing, synchronized with her fucking motions.
The large surface area of her electrodes
allowed considerable amounts of current
to surge through her, causing her involuntary
obscene movement.
Clearly she was not faking it.
Although she through her head back screaming in apparent agony,
as each fresh jolt of electricity slammed into her.

The four men stood there, gaping at the
obscenely convulsing vagina, listening
to her scream.

"In Syria they fuck women as they interrogate them."
Vin observed.

The first man stepped forward, Princess's
strawberry blond cunt was exactly
the right height.

"You Nazi Pigs will burn in Hell." Princess hollered
as the first one penetrated her.

The current surges were real, he felt Princess's
vagina clutch his manhood tightly with each pulse.

After the men left the room Princess left the current on full.
The surges of current caused muscle contractions
deep in her vagina.
Semen was forced out of her in spurts.
She watched Vin as he stared at her obscene performance.
She contended staring at Vin, it was obvious what she wanted.

Vin penetrated her abruptly with a single lunge.
He began thrusting away.
Vin had been watching her faking agony, for the last hour.
He did not believe she was faking ecstasy, as she
threw her head back, moaning loudly, urinating on the floor
climaxing simultaneously with a current surge.
Vin climaxed as well.

They left the mess for the staff to clean up.


	 _____

Beatrice and Samantha had reserved the largest general
purpose "theater in the round" room.
They were turning a "Slaves Fucked In Chains" trick.
The "Moorish slave market" curtains have been lowered.
Beatrice and Samantha we're hanging in chains,
two slaves waiting to be sold.
Their hands chained above their heads, forcing them to
give the Iraqi war salute.
Their ankles were chained, so there were semi-squatting
as though they were about to pee.
They were dressed in rags, that barely covered their bodies.

Vin was dressed as an Arab slave trader, he turned
to greet the twelve customers as they entered the room.
They were dressed in pith helmets and khaki Bermuda shorts.

Vin stood beside Samantha lifting the rags that barely
covered her vagina.
He reached down with his left hand holding her lips
apart, exposing the pink of her inner womanhood,
which contrasted nicely with the smooth ebony of her skin.
He stuck the handle of his riding crop in.

"They are not virgins, you can have your way with them."
"We will discuss a price, when I return from my morning prayers."

Van sat at a table, drinking mint tea, watching as the two women
he loved were sandwiched by twelve men taking turns filling their
anuses and vaginas simultaneously.
The spirited gang fuck went on nonstop, for an hour, Vin gave them
a extra twenty minutes.

After the men left, Vin flipped a coin.
He fucked Samantha first.
"My bladder is about to burst!"
"So?" Vin said thrusting away.
She pissed on him.
Beatrice giggled.
	 _____

Kathy had accepted an "Abuse Of Pregnant Prisoner" trick.
Vin was there to make sure nothing went wrong.
He did not try anymore, Kathy would listen politely,
and go right on doing what ever she intended.
She enjoyed having her vagina stretched.
Her pelvic girdle prevented inserting anything
larger in diameter than a three liter pop bottle.
But internally she could accommodate a gallon jug
with ease.



Her trick today was to let three men inflate her as Vin watched.
The inflatable had a one inch diameter rubber hose leading to it.
The thing was built like a gigantic inflatable enema retention nozzle.

They ripped away Kathy's clothing and chained her to a tabletop, spread 
eagle.
Vin stood over Kathy, leaning forward, holding her cunt open with both 
hands,
looking down, watching, as they forced the obscene device out of sight.
Vin moved around to stand with the customers, watching,
as the first one began stepping on a foot pump.
He watched the retention balloon swell to a size larger than a cantaloupe,
The second man tugged vigorously on the one inch diameter
house, his muscles bulged, he was unable to pull it out.
Trapped inside her pelvic girdle the volleyball retention balloon was 
there to stay.
They could have hoisted her, by the cunt without it pulling loose.

The third man began vigorously pumping on the attached
air bed pump, which looked like a gigantic bicycle pump.

They all watched transfixed as the air was pumped into Kathy.
They were watching a time lapse of human pregnancy,
she looked like she had two cantaloupes in there.
Soon she was five months pregnant.
A small watermelon.
Six, seven!
The third man became fatigued.
The first man took over pumping.
Vin had seen this before, but still it amazed him.
He watched the pressure rise, as Kathy inflated.
Eight months pregnant.
Nine months pregnant.

Kathy's cunt had over one gallon of pressurized air
inflating it unbelievably, Vin was staring at her belly
his mind could not accept the obscene image his
eyes were delivering. The woman he loved was chained
to a table before him with a giant watermelon crammed
into her tortured cunt. She was shaking her wrists
and ankles against her chains, mumbling incoherently.

They continued pumping.
Kathy's belly did not expand further, it became rock hard.
Two of the men ran their hands over the
impossible thing, feeling her incredible inflation.
They laughed hollering to their friends on the pump
that her cunt felt like an overinflated truck tire.
They continued fondling her obscenely as their third friend pumped
away, increasing the insane pressure.
Vin was watching the manometer as the pressure
went into the red zone.
He was opening his mouth to holler stop, when he heard the pressure
relief valve pop open like a Mormon workhorse farting.

Vin walked around and looked at his wife's face,
she had small beads of sweat, as though she were trying to give birth.
In actual fact she was about to.
She gave him a sick smile, as he bent to kiss her.
"Are you sure about this?" he whispered
"You don't have to watch." was her answer.

Vin stepped back knowing what he would see next.

They had his wife chained to a picnic table.
The first sick fuck climbed up, placing a foot on each
bench seat, he was squatting directly above the
impossibly pregnancy.
The three men had paid the equivalent of a new
Mercedes-Benz to do this.
Kathy gave them their money's worth.
"No!"
"God No, I have changed my mind, don't do this,
Vin stop them, don't let them, they will kill me,
Is he sits on my pregnant belly, my cunt will pop like a balloon!"

Vin stood there stone faced watching as the
sick fuck dropped full force on to his wife's belly.
Vin always told himself that her screams, were part
of the show, he was not at all certain this was so.

They open the valve on the retention balloon, air began
whistling out. The fat man sitting on Kathy's pregnant belly
smiled, as he bounced up and down, leaning forward,
staring at her cunt, anticipating what he would see.
They were all staring at Kathy's cunt.
Still it took almost a minute.
Kathy was screaming, shaking her chains, the whole while.
She was trembling, covered with sweat, mumbling incoherently.

The birth was violent and sudden, driven by impossible pressure,
she dilated unbelievably as the retention balloon was forced through her
vaginal opening, Followed immediately by even greater dilation as the
gallon jug sized rubber monster exploded out of her belly.

The men whooped with joy, holding their trophy aloft.
Without Kathy's vagina clutching it tightly it had expanded
to the size of a small beer keg.
Laughing they rushed forward and began fucking Kathy.
One of them knelt over her, forcing himself into her mouth.
The third one fisted her to the elbow simultaneously.
He slowly slid his arm part way out, and then resumed
his fucking motions, from a surprised expression
from a fellow on top, it was obvious he was giving his friend
a hand job inside Kathy's cunt.

They resumed pumping, reinflating Kathy's cunt,
laughing as they pumped away.
They had paid for the right to do this three times.
Vin stood there, stone faced, watching his wife's abdomen
begin swelling a second time.
She was having yet another orgasm as the air made swooshing
sounds as it was forced into her.

After they had forced their pregnant prisoner to give birth
three times, they amuse themselves fucking her urethra.

They had also paid to fist her.
They did it simultaneously all the way to the elbows.
Kathy raised head, watching, smiling as they did it.

"Vin."
She said, as the men were leaving the room.
She was using the little girl voice she always used
when she wanted Vin to fuck her.

Vin left her in bondage.
As he approached Kathy began squeezing semen
out of her bladder. He stopped admiring obscene performance,
as she looked up at him, smiling sweetly.
He thrust himself into her bladder, balls deep.
She was very tight, he began thrusting away.
Vin came almost immediately filling her bladder
with one more load of hot semen, as Kathy
looking up at him with love, adoration, and pathetic hope,
fearful he would reject her.

"I love you." He was forced to admit.

	 _____

Kathy had four favorite praetorian guards, they would wait for months
for Vin to be out of town on business.
She had custom-made inflatable dildos of unimaginable sizes.
Her web pages, had an entire section devoted to this
particular perversion.
The vaginal abuse had been performed on stage, in the convention center,
with audience participation.
After holding her by the ankles so the crowd could
oogle her over sized orifice, they had impaled her.
Eight strong men had lifted her high into the air, holding her legs
wide apart. Two women volunteers stepped forward, grasping her cunt
lips, pulling her open. They stood to the side so the audience
could watch as Kathy's unbelievable womanhood was moved
into possession. The two women each reached up with one hand
to the top of the two liter pop bottle sized inflatable dildo, holding 
it steady.
They looked up at the men holding the naked woman and nodded.
They let go, Kathy fell. There was no resistance, the two hands,
two forearms, and the Holstein sized dildo disappeared completely.
The audience was silent, they could clearly hear the out rush of air
from the monster vagina, they watched her cunt lips flap as she fell.
Kathy's feet were a third of a meter off the floor, her ankles were
manacled to a huge metal ring, surrounding the pedestal supporting
the internal dildo.
Her stretched vagina was supporting 100% of her weight!
The live audience moaned in unison, realizing what they were witnessing.
True, absolute, non-fake vaginal impalement.
A second pedestal was rolled out, and a second 2000 cc sized
black rubber dildo was plugged into the top of it.
The air pump was rolled up, and the hoses attached.
The announcer ( Kathy did this while Vin was out of town )
told the audience what they were seeing: the air pump had
two pistons, as members of the audience pulled the handle
Equal amounts of air would be forced into Kathy and the
second dildo simultaneously.
The audience lined up taking turns yanking the air pump
handle with great enthusiasm.
They pumped unbelievable amounts of air into both inflatables.
Both Kathy and the second dildo swelled past anything
the audience would have imagined was humanly possible.
The visible dildo was 24 inches long, and noticeably larger around than
a gallon jug.
It's twin was out of sight, inside Kathy's incredible cunt.
She looked 9 � to 10 months pregnant.
The audience lined up, to run their hands across her overinflated
belly, babbling their enthusiasm.
They pushed a table up behind her, and pulled her over backwards,
her enormous belly pointing at the ceiling, as they chained her
wrists and ankles to the table legs.
They attached an enormous organ pipe whistle to her air pipe
and the fattest guy in the audience, crawled onto her belly.
The sound was incredible, and went on for three minutes or more.
Kathy spent the next 12 hours on that table, servicing her adoring public,
the cameras recording every detail for the web pages: two penises plus 
two fists,
one penis in her urinary tract with four first in her vagina, both legs 
to the knees of a small Asian lady,
her husband got his entire head inside Kathy. They fucked Kathy with 
thermos bottles, hot water bottles, flashlights, tennis shoes, 
telephones, a fire nozzle, magnums of champagne, and a fire extinguisher,
One of the hotel staff brought an enormous industrial soup ladle from 
the kitchen.
Everyone watched as he slowly inserted it, watching Kathy's vagina 
expand around
the soup bowl sized blunt end, the entire instrument slowly disappearing 
into Kathy's body.
Kathy told of the naked Latino cook to leave it inside her. She 
instructed him to
climb on top of her and insert his stiff brown penis into her urethra.
He looked astounded but did as he was told, he was soon smiling hugely as a
placed the first of over 100 loads of hot semen in Kathy's bladder.

The announcer called attention to what they were witnessing, and invited 
men to,
come forward who wanted to fuck Kathy's urethral opening.
People had never seen a woman with a urethra stretched to accommodate a
full sized penis. There were over a hundred men in the audience and they all
wanted to try urethral fucking. The left the soup ladle in Kathy as they 
gang fucked her.
Women were the worse they all wanted to finger her, or stick
small dildos, lipstick tubes, and Tampax tubes into Kathy's pisser.
They put a normal sized inflatable in her urethral opening and slowly 
inflated it
to full-size. A small Asian lady yanked it out and was able to cram her 
small fist into
Kathy's bladder, fisting her vigorously.
She stood to the side as they simultaneously inserted a red
fire extinguisher in Kathy's vagina, while the cameras moved in for a 
close-up.
The ladies in the audience laid on their backs on either side of Kathy, 
pulling the train.
keeping the orgy going, as Kathy fucked every thing, and everybody.

Vin was not amused.
Do they expect me not to know, when they put the images into the 
corporate web pages?
	 _____

Kay and Little Sister were turning an
"Abused Nuns" trick.
Vin was dressed as a Viking, his helmet
had two horns, he was wearing chain mail,
and leather.

The theater curtains made it look as though
Vin was standing in the large common room
of a medieval nunnery.
Men began streaming through the door.
"Quick grab these two before they can run away."
"Tear those ridiculous clothes off their bodies.
Little Sister and Kay had yards of cloth wrapped
around their breasts, and loin selections.
"Tear that cloth away, lets see what they're
hiding from the world!"
"Hold them on the table top!"
"Watch out, they'll bite."

Vin watched twenty men cluster fuck Kay
and Little Sister for a solid hour.

After the men left, Kay watched as he
fucked Little Sister.
It was Monday, Kay had him all night long
	 _____

They had a dark-haired woman in kneeling stocks,
she could not stand, her forearms were trapped parallel to the floor.
She was wearing a yellow armband with a blue Star of David on it.
She had signed up for a "Jewish Girl Raped By Guard Dogs" trick.
The rear restraints held her lower legs parallel to the floor, as well.
Her knees were on either side of adjustable metal spreader bars,
holding her thighs wide apart, exposing her vagina obscenely.
She was in what you might call a compromising position.
Her cunt was offered to the world.

Vin was standing admiring her womanhood, wondering if he had time for a 
quickie,
as the men entered the room, with the animal handler leading two
German Shepherds.
The dogs recognized the room and the situation, they were tugging
against their leads, both with prominent erections.

His black hood muffled his voice.
"As requested, here is your Jew Girl, good for
nothing better, then servicing your guard dogs."

All of the men were dressed in SS uniforms.
They walked slowly around the restrained woman
admiring her from all angles.
They stood in a semi circle behind the kneeling woman as
Vin took a riding crop from one of them.
He held it in the middle, handle forward, as he stood behind
the kneeling woman.
She could not see him and was unprepared.
The "SS" men smiled as Vin leaned forward, drawing his arm back.
With one thrust most of the riding crop disappeared
into the exposed cunt.
She gave a horse bellow, and bucked like a bronco, producing a metallic
clatter from her kneeling stocks.
Vin changed his grip, riding crop was now laying in his open palm.
His fingers were pointed forward, his thumb sliding along the top
in the same direction. Vin heard a sudden intake of breath
as the men realized what he was about to do.
With a smooth thrust Vin ran his hand, wrist, and most of his forearm
out of sight, as the woman gave a gasp that stopped just short of a scream,
as she rattled her restraints violently.

"She It is not a virgin as you can see, none of the Jewish bitches
over four years old are, they lie with their fathers, and brothers you 
know."

The Men stood in a circle, glassy eyed, breathing rapidly
anticipating what they were about to see next.
Vin motioned to the dog handler who released the first German Shepherd.
The dog had done this before and was ready to go.
The woman whimpered loudly as she felt the muscular forelegs
closed around her and the weight of the animal on her back.
She gasped and tossed her head at the sudden
intrusion of the large dog penis.
Only Giant German Shepherds with a minimum nine inch penises
are selected as OTEC sex dogs.
This dog weighed one hundred seventy five pounds, and had
an eleven inch penis.
The bound woman began shaking her head from side to side
whimpering as the huge organ began to move in and out of her
at an incredible rate.
Dogs have a body temperature of 102�F, the rapidly moving
over sized sex organ was almost painfully hot..
She squealed as the scalding hot dog semen began
squirting into her vagina. The huge animal, had lunged into her
balls deep, pressing tightly against her as the base of his
huge penis expanded to the size of a cantaloupe.
A cantaloupe that had expanded abruptly inside her vagina!

Vin had done this before.
He waited till the huge animal had ceased all movement.
He pulled the harry hind legs to the side giving everyone
a good view of the over inflated red balloon, which was
stretching the abused cunt to a true truly amazing diameter.
The poor woman was twitching and jumping, her muscles standing out
in a vain attempt to escape the canine equivalent of a medieval
vaginal pear, that was stretching her cunt to a diameter greater
than a baby's head.

The "SS men" stared at the impossibly stretched cunt kneeling before them.
They glanced at each other and began taking their uniforms off.
They stood in front of the kneeling woman, impaled on an enormous
over inflated doggy dick, smiling, making vulgar comments, as they got 
naked.
One of the blond Aryans had a twelve inch dick, He began rubbing the
woman's face with it.

While the naked men watched, Vin and a dog handler each grabbed a leg.
The animal had inflated its enormous pecker inside the poor woman's
pelvic girdle, dog and woman were welded together.
It took two men to pull the enormous red balloon out of the overstretched
vagina, as she screamed at them to stop.
The balloon popped out abruptly, leaving a giant gaping vagina
leering at them, oozing dog semen.
Because the stocks held her head lower than her rectum,
her vagina was collecting amazing amounts of semen.

The kneeling stocks were designed to allow double penetration.
Vin held down a control, electric motors whined, turning screw jacks,
the geometry of the stocks began to change. The kneeling woman's
knees and elbows moved closer together as she was lifted into the air.
Mr twelve inch laid on his back between her ankles, holding his head to 
the side
to avoid the dripping dog semen.
He began scooting forward, and was soon he was directly underneath,
the astonished woman.
"I did not agree to any of this!" She stammered.
Mr twelve inch just smiled at her, holding his colossal dick with both 
hands.
Two men stepped forward, each grabbing a cunt lip, tugging, producing
an impossible to miss opening for the over sized penis.
The woman lowered her head, looking along her belly at the over sized
salami beneath her. She rattled her restraints.
"No no noo! Too big. Much too big! I can't possibly..."
Vin reverse the control, the motors whined as the
restrained woman was slowly lowered onto the twelve inch penis.
Everyone watched as the organ was swallowed inch by inch.
Vin let go of the control, when the blond and dark pubic hairs
were entwined.

Vin stepped forward with a squeeze bottle of lubricant, is squirted
a teacup full of ASTROGLIDE into the woman's rectum,
and handed the bottle to the next man in line, who began
lubing himself thoroughly.

The woman realized where all this was heading.
"No, No! Not not two once! I Can't possibly.....
I have never .... WAhaaaaaaa!"
Her dialog was cut off abruptly, As the man on top
rammed himself into her balls deep in a single lunge.

He came quickly, and number two stepped up.
Number two ignored the dilated rectum,
going for the double vaginal.

After he finished the animal handler brought
the number two dog forward.
Through luck or skill, the animal penetrated her vaginally.

The woman looked up at Vin in astonishment
as she realized she was being penetrated vaginally
by two, enormous penises simultaneously.
Her expression soon changed to something beyond
astonishment as she felt the scalding hot dog semen
squirting into her, and the dog's penis began expanding
in a cunt that already had another large penis
taking up all the room.
She looked up at Vin with her mouth open, her expression
frozen in a mixture of pain, astonishment, and lust.

At they're urging, Vin had taken off his trousers,
and joined in the men, ravishing the exposed
rectum and vagina.
One of the men, took the aqualung tank sized red fire extinguisher
off-the-wall and set it on the floor in front of the horrified woman's face.
"If all four of us shove, we can send her back to the camp, with this
crammed out of sight in her cunt!" Mr twelve inch observed.
"Only, if she refuses to give the dogs a blow job.
If she doesn't swallow every bit of the spunk, we cram the tank in her." 
Vin offered
The horrified woman was too stunned to speak, as
the first dog was led forward.
The huge animal through his paws on her shoulders.
She lowered her head opening her mouth as the
huge animal lunged forward and began throat fucking her.
As the men watched, the second animal mounted her from behind.
The two dogs faced each other, tongues hanging out, clearly enjoying 
themselves.
The men lined up behind the two dogs waiting their turns.
The four men and two dogs took turns fucking
the restrained woman, for the entire hour.

After they had left, the kneeling woman looked up
watching intently as Vin pulled his black hood off.

"Vin!"
"Had I known I would have ..."
"Refused to fuck dogs?" he finished for her
"Well I , er, have never .... "
"I, ah, just wanted to know, how it would feel ... "
"An now you have fucked dogs while your son watched."
Vin's mother blushed bright crimson.

Vin did not stop with the hood, he began taking the rest of his clothes off.
"Vin!"
"What are you doing?"
His mother stammered, staring at his huge erection.
"Stop! I forbid it! I must clean myself up!"
The silly woman would only fuck her son when her snatch
smelled like lavender and talcum powder.

She gave a long undulating scream, as Vin penetrated her,
with one savage thrust.

Vin was still humping his his mom, when the staff pounded on the door,
the room had been reserved.

Vin offered the newcomers a free sex show, which they accepted.
Vin made some fast phone calls.
The cameramen arrived first, taking up their positions, at which point,
Vin's mom became vocal, claiming she was his mother, and this was all
a big joke, ordering Vin to release her immediately.
There was stunned silence in the room.
"Yes, everyone, I would like to introduce my mother,
she just finished fucking two dogs for money, and has graciously
agreed to add to our web pages as you will see."
Vin nodded to the cameramen, who shouldered their instruments
and began filming, as he walked around behind his kneeling mother.
He mounted her doggy style and began fucking to the sound of light applause.
He felt his mothers vagina spasm as she orgasmed, Vin joined her.
There was a line of naked men behind Vin.
Vin walked around to stand in front of his mother, semen dribbling
from his dick, as he made come here motions to the first man in line.
He watched her face intently as they first man penetrated her abruptly.
The men were so intent with there gang fuck they did not notice,
the animal handler had arrived with his, specially bred, Shetland pony 
sized, donkey.
Vin motioned, the animal led in animal in front of the kneeling woman.
The donkey had been in this room before, and he smelled warm pussy.
He had an erection larger than any human male could produce.
Vin's mother gasped, her mind refusing to except whether eyes were 
telling her.
She started moaning and struggling against her restraints as she
realized what was about to happen to her when she finished servicing
the line of naked men.
An electric tension moved through the room, as the men saw the animal
and understood what they were about to witness.
To prolong the moment Vin took his place at the end of the line.
As Vin climbed off one of the cameras moved in for a close-up.
They picked up in the front of the stocks, raising her almost vertically.
His mother had a dark bush of pubic hair, which was slick semen from
being gang fucked by two dogs and fourteen men, she was dilated as though
she had just given birth. The cameraman was good, he got in close and 
took his time
filming the mixture of dog and human semen flowing from the swollen vagina.
The camera slowly traveled down the vertical unbroken stream to record 
the growing
puddle on the floor between the woman's widely separated feet.

As they lowered the woman back to horizontal, Vin moved his folding 
chair close,
he could hear his mother's rapid breathing, she was shaking her head 
from side to side moaning,
rattling her restraints, refusing to look at him.
She surprised him, she looked up at him with a sick smile, nodding.
Vin smiled at his mother, sharing with her the electric tension filling 
the room.
The room was silent. Staring at his mothers face, maintaining eye contact,
Vin motion to the donkey handler.
The cameras moved closer as the animal was led forward.
	 _____

One type of trick Vin did not overseeing was the "Electro-torture of 
male prisoners"
style of bondage.
With the planetary population to draw from, there were plenty of deranged
incredibly wealthy women who thought strapping a man to a stainless 
steel table
was great fun. They enjoyed forcing a copper wire into his penis, while 
holding
the foot switch down allowing massive current to flow through the 
screaming prisoner's
genitalia.
Most of them would begin by perform some lewd act of female 
masturbation, while stroking
the prisoner's organ, fingering the stiff wire inside it.
(Special serpentine and corkscrew wires were provided for this purpose. )
When the prisoner had a sufficiently erect penis, they would then stomp 
down
on the foot switch, laughing at the hideous sounds he produced, as his 
erection wilted.
Some of them waited until the prisoner was ejaculating before stomping 
on the
foot switch, and they were rewarded with semen flying10 feet as they 70 V
of alternating current slammed into the prisoner's prostate like a 
baseball bat.

Every time one of them came up with something new, it would add it to 
the web pages.
One of them liked to strip four inches of installation off of copper 
wire the diameter
of a coat hanger. After she put on her rubber chaps, She would bring her 
prisoner's penis
to full erection. She would force the uninsulated copper wire, along 
with an inch or two
of the insulation into his urethra, while stroking the erect penis. She 
then bent the insulated
part of wire down the outside of the erection, rubber banding it in place.
She would move the foot switch up beside the poor bastards head.
She would then climb up on the table, her heavy rubber leg protecting her
from the massive amount of current flowing through the metal table.
She would kneel, facing the prisoner, and slowly, almost lovingly, insert
the wired up penis into her vagina.
She would lean forward, French kissing her victim, whose mouth
was held open in a silent scream with a restraining devise.
She would slowly begin fucking her prisoner, staring deeply into his eyes,
saying she loved him.
As he began to climax she would slap her palm down on the foot switch
holding it wide open, as she scissored her legs together trapping
the torture penis inside her, feeling him jerking uncontrollably..
She held on like a cowboy on a bronco while the body convulse beneath her.
The massive current flowed through the table concentrating inside the 
penis,
flowing the length of it before returning to the industrial power supply.
She would stare lovingly into his face, riding him like a wild horse,
declaring he was the best fuck she'd ever had, as she continued holding 
the switch down,
until he passed out.
She would then squirt massive amounts of penis pump nasal spray
into both her prisoners nostrils, and begin again.

One woman, assisted by her teenage daughter, liked to pump their
prisoners bladder to the bursting point, full of colored water,
they would tie a length of ribbon tightly underneath
the head of the penis trapping the solution in place.
They would wind several feet of copper wire around the poor man's testicles.
The daughter would climb on top, of the swollen penis fucking him
until he climaxed, with a penis tied shut there was no place for the
semen to go, daughter would hop off, as the prostate struggled to do the 
impossible.
Mom with her foot ready on the switch, would stomp down savagely,
the two of them laughed uproariously as the overinflated quivering prostate
Imploded driven by the impossible force of 70 V of alternating current,
forcing the semen into the already overinflated bladder.

They would place four hands on the swollen cantaloupe sized bladder
while holding the foot switch down, smiling as they listened to the 
incredible
volume of sound filling the torture chamber.
They would then untie the ribbon, take hold of the penis with one hand,
and stomp on the foot switch, laughing uproariously as the 70 V hit his 
testicles like a pile driver.
They took bets on how far they would be able to shoot colored water out 
of the
their "squirt gun".

They would then pump bubble bath into the bladder, before filling it to
the bursting point with their air pump. They would retie the ribbon and
give the foot switch a couple of good stomps to " mix things up".

They would untie the ribbon, and stomp on the foot switch, giggling 
hysterically
as the prisoner squirted shaving foam four feet into the air.


With the planetary population to draw from Vin had no trouble finding 
deranged men
who wanted to be tortured in this fashion. They could make more money being
tortured for one hour, than they could working in a factory for six months.
They all signed a legal release.
This was not play pretend, the power supply would deliver up to 70 Volts
into their genitals.
This was for real electro-genital torture. All of them change their mind
and began screaming for mercy, moments after the massive current
slammed into their genitalia, with a sensation akin to having a white hot
wire brush driven balls deep in to their penis with a sledgehammer.
It was necessary to put padding under their head, and a strap over there
for head so they would not beat their brains out against the steel table
in their agony. A restraint held their mouth open so they could not bite 
their tongue.
The tongue was left free so they could scream.
The Web pages recorded every minute detail, including the impossible to fake
decibel level produced by men experiencing electro-genital torture.
They web pages produced a new global hit count record.
There was a waiting list of wealthy woman with money on deposit.
There was a waiting list of men wanting to be strapped to the steel table
Vin's two lady assassin's had grown board with geisha training, they did 
not hesitate
when Van offered them a job assisting deranged women torturing male 
prisoners.
They were so enthusiastic Vin had secret cameras installed so a medical 
doctor
could view the proceedings. He had a master override on the power supply.

Vin refused to have any thing to do with the process, his sole 
contribution was
a favor for Madame Cathie. He found her two female guards.
Vin never set foot in the torture chamber, and wouldn't have anything to do
with the sick men and women who did.

That It is not to say Vin did not get any enjoyment out of electrified 
genitalia.
Beatrice and Vin visited one of the two "electro discipline rooms" 
several times a month.
There were no hard copper wires.
Soft and pliable electrically conductive rubber electrodes were used.
There was no high-voltage industrial power supply.
A custom-designed electrical stimulation device sent Incredible rippling 
pulses
of current into penises and vaginas.
Vin and Beatrice would take turns, being the victim.
Occasionally they would both wear a rectal electrode, turning
Vin's penis into an electro-probe.
As he was buried, balls deep, in her vagina, Beatrice would smile at him,
twiddling the controls, looking for the perfect, voltage, amperage, pulse
width, and pulse rate, that would cause him to climax without moving.

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