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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: ANDIE AT THE DISEMBO CLUB 4
Published: 09.11.2024
Story Codes: Young Ones, Abuse, Snuff
Synopsis: An uncompromisingly depraved fantasy — Andie was incredibly beautiful, smart, and knew how to work the system. She had a rising career in an upper-end advertising agency, worked out daily at a nearby gym, and used her well-developed sexuality to get ahead in business.
She made a great salary and used it to follow the jet-set around the world, making every weekend an adventure. She caught the attention of a very special group that called themselves the Disembo Club.
She had no idea what that meant but learned they collected and owned females, to do with them whatever they wanted, free of any restraints such as laws and morals. They had their island retreat, and Andie got to see first-hand the shocking ways in which they used their incredible collection of female stock.
Andie at the Disembo Club 4
“I want to show you how we handle discipline at the resort. Any worthy organization must discipline its employees to maintain order. Of course, only F-class workers are subjected to it. Any D or E-class worker would have to be demoted to F class to be subjected to discipline.
“In fact, from time to time that is necessary. The Disembo Club has been operating this resort for several years, and you will see an example being made of a woman who has been with the Club since nearly the beginning. It is because of the excellence of our discipline system that the Club operates as well as it does.”
The visuals on the screen returned to the central dining and entertainment center. Couples and families were finishing their meal around the thrust semicircular stage. Except for the smaller children, all of whom were naked, they were all normally dressed.
A couple of men, wearing only the collar that appeared to mark all F-class workers and sporting rigid upward curving erections, as all men appeared to do, escorted a voluptuous nude woman, who appeared to be in her mid-thirties, onto the stage.
She was gorgeous. She also wore a steel collar, spike-heeled calf-high red boots, and nothing else, other than her nipple and vagina rings. It was clear that she was, or had been, in a position of authority. By reaching her age, Andie reasoned, she would have to be.
“This is going to be an intermediate punishment of an F-class woman. It was, as most are, conducted in the dinner theater for the entertainment of members, who require witnessing all corrections and punishments of staff. This woman joined the staff when she was nine, beginning at the bottom of F-class.
“Because she has been here for several years, she had progressed to above the mid-range of the F class, as you can see by the height of her boots. This woman’s punishable transgression was to break several plates by spilling a tray while cleaning in the kitchen.
“The punishment she will be given is a bit more severe than usual for that kind of error. She had behaved herself for most of her tenure at the retreat and had never experienced a deep insertion punishment. She was selected for this demonstration because of the severity of her screams.
“The stage master selected her after her error because he wished to try out the effectiveness of a new correction appliance that works on the inner gonads of a woman, and she qualifies because she has a virgin cervix. Or should I say had a virgin cervix? Her uterus had never been fucked.”
That brought a chuckle, as none of them had considered such a thing until the ladies watching the head stewardess’s presentation realized what the woman would have to endure. Just then a pair of naked stewardesses appeared with trays of juice for the girls in the audience.
The ladies had been breathing through their mouths at the startling revelations about the Disembo Club they were witnessing, and they were now all thirsty. They took and started to drink the delightful tropical fruit juice, which had an unfamiliar but pleasant tang to it.
They were too busy watching the three nudes, two of them muscular men with raging erections, mounting the stage to be concerned that they may be taking a mood-altering potion as they watched what they fully expected to be an act of depravity. They were not to be disappointed.
The senior stewardess let the screen work on its own for the next several minutes, and it did so effectively. The so-called “correction appliance” being tested was, in fact, a heinous and ingenious torture device, designed for internal use within the vagina of a woman.
The ladies watching the screen were quite anxious and somewhat disturbed to be witnessing something they thought to be excessively severe, but they were also intrigued. None of them had ever seen or even considered anything like this.
The naked woman was placed on her back on a short bench, with her buttocks extending over one end and her head on the other. The naked men clipped a ring on the back of her collar to a hook on the end of the bench, thus holding her upper body in place.
An inch-thick pipe with a sharp bend in it was inserted deep into her rectum, and a ring on the other end was fastened to a large hook on the end of the bench below her buttocks, effectively locking her lower end in place. She was perfectly positioned for whatever they chose to do to her.
They spread her legs, and clipped the ends of a four-foot pole to rings on the ankles of her boots, forcing her legs to remain spread wide. The torture device appeared to be a thick black dildo, but in addition, it had a long and slender extension on the end reaching several inches.
A close-up shot showed that the sides of the thin extension on the rubber device were like a fine pleat so it was likely capable of substantial expansion. One of the men inserted the narrow tip of the device into her vulva, pressing it deep until the broader shaft entered her womb.
The man manipulated the strange device until he was able to work the tip of the long extension into her cervix. That had to hurt! The constrained woman was not enjoying the demonstration, and everyone was certain there was much worse to follow.
The family audience was enjoying her screams, and the man used her twisting and writhing action against her, enabling him to insert the object a full two feet into her, filling not only her vaginal canal but also, with the long slender probe on the end, the full depth of her uterus.
Andie kept a set of dildos in her bedroom and had used one with a similar slender extension designed for internal cervix penetration only once, and that was enough. Even though there were few nerves in the uterus, it was capable of complaining to its host when abused.
She had quickly learned that fucking the uterus was nothing but abuse and knew it gave the subject woman no kind of satisfaction. Andie did have a love of public display and had learned that she was at heart an exhibitionist when she had done the unthinkable at a party in Rome one weekend.
Late in the evening when everyone had consumed too much alcohol, she took her turn at a game that was a favorite of the house. The club was in a cellar, and there were several support posts with tables built around them. The posts had stout foot-long dowels attached on which male customers hung their hats.
These were well polished from more than a century of use, and they sloped up not unlike a male erection. Women were encouraged by the crowd to climb onto the table, and dancing to the music, slide down their panties and mount the shafts with their cunts.
They completed their dance to the cheers of the crowd by masturbating themselves on the stiff long stumps in an obscene dance. Red lipstick was smeared on the pole at the base of each dowel, and the objective was to paint the vagina lips with it.
That was achieved by taking an excessive deep penetration by the subject dowel. Andie was one of only three women who were successful in publicly painting their cunt-lips that evening, only by going onto it too far, but she hurt for a week after that obscene display.
She also had an irrational claustrophobic streak, and could not bear to be constrained, so she identified with the woman on the screen as she watched in fascination the progression of her public torture as the naked bitch lay so severely bound to the bench.
One of the men on the screen connected a pressure hose to the small part of the device showing between the prone slave woman’s stretched cunt-lips, and his assistant connected the other end to a valve recessed in the well-equipped stage.
The valve released water through the hose into the narrow rubber extension in her cervix on a device inside the woman, and it began to inflate inside her, visibly so, slowly but accurately recreating the belly swelling that occurs in a woman with pregnancy.
The ladies watching the obscene demonstration held their breath as they watched the cruel punishment evolving on the screen. There was no way that this could be faked. The naked bitch was gradually taking a huge and very heavy load of water inside her, painfully expanding her uterus!
THE END OF CHAPTER FOUR