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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: DEBAUCHING OF JENNIFER 8
Published: 24.12.2024
Story Codes: Young Ones, Abuse, Cannibalism, Snuff
Author’s Notes: This is a work of fiction, containing both graphic sexual descriptions and language. If you are a minor or if this is illegal in your area you must leave this page immediately. Under the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
Synopsis: Jennifer had a great job at a library in Chicago, where she was in charge of the reserve section, where banned books could be viewed, but never taken off premises. There was also a collection of books that were unavailable to clients, on the basis their content was either inflammatory, too profane, or both. She spent all of her free time delving into the dark passions that writers had that could never be shared. She also liked to hang out in bars where some despot might pick her up and show her a devilishly good time.
She discovered there were hidden grottos in Copenhagen where the forbidden in entertainment could be found, and every year she booked her holidays there, hoping to find an evil performance too shocking to be seen in any regular entertainment spots. A man named Tony found her and invited her to accompany him on a cruise, on a ship that, once at sea, had no need to be constrained by the morality of upstanding citizens, where everything could be seen, with victims of any age, for a price. Little did she know that, on every cruise, an unsuspecting woman was chosen to become the most debauched entertainer.
Debauching of Jennifer 8
Jennine was bound with her back to the stake, facing her whipper and presenting her delicious cunt, tight belly, round breasts and a gorgeous face to the whip. The object of the demonstration was to discover which side of a woman was more vulnerable to attack, her front or back.
It was an old question, whether it was wiser to face or turn your back to a beating or whipping. This brutal whipping exhibition was designed to resolve the question once and for all. The decision would be made according to which of the brutalized girls passed out from the whipping first.
The muscular whip women wore their competition bikinis with pride and class. The nipple holes and the ingenious vagina slits gave the minimal costumes no covering value, but instead featured their sexual assets perfectly, more than most costumes could.
The thin strands of fabric in the slit crotches were drawn tightly on the outside of their inner cunt lips so that they forced the exposed flared sex meat to flower, spreading wide and revealing the inner pink meat and the mysterious interior of their vaginas whenever they moved.
The two nude women whippers with their fantastic bodies strode with authority in their spike heels across the stage, armed and ready to use the long horse whips. On a signal, they swung their long whips back, and the brutal bitch-whipping contest was on.
Hannah could not see the blows coming, so when the first one struck, she was startled and therefore was the first to scream. The whip angled across her bare back from her right buttock across her shoulder blade and the small of her back and slapped noisily across her left shoulder.
The brutal blow raised a quick angry welt that was just a red streak at first but which visibly grew into a firm ridge as it swelled. The woman wielding the whip had incredible strength and had properly applied it to lash Hannah’s naked back.
Jennine took a similar blow at the same time, but it bounced her right breast wildly when it struck, then crossed her navel and cut her left hip bone. Amazingly, she resisted the impulse to scream. She was a feisty bitch, and was going to provide them with some real entertainment before she was whipped into unconsciousness.
The muscular women recoiled their long whips and concentrated on the line they wished to draw with the next. The maximum effect would be obtained by letting the young resilient bodies absorb the blows and then letting the girls anticipate the next, so they were spacing them out at about thirty seconds.
As the two muscular women swung the whips back to deliver the second blow Jennifer noticed how erotically their big breasts swung, and she was sure the large mammaries were real. There was no way that mammary implants would move so naturally.
They must have developed their tit muscles too, Jennifer decided, probably with injected steroids. The second blow to each girl was identical but opposite to the first, crossing Hannah in the small of her back, and Jeannine almost exactly at her navel.
This time Jennine’s left nipple was severely split, and drops of her blood trickled down across her breast. Again, she refrained from screaming by biting her lip, and again, on the next blow, Hannah’s shrill piercing scream filled the small theater.
Jennifer looked at Tony, with momentary concern crossing her face.
“This is terrible, they are hurting these two girls,” she said.
“Yes, they are indeed. That’s what this performance is all about! They’re up there because they’re being well paid for it,” he said, “Both of them agreed to do this, fully knowing what they were letting themselves in for, and both signed releases to prove it.
“Of course, it hurts,” he added, “Just like I said, that’s the whole point of the show.”
“But they’re tied up, and can’t get out of it if it gets too rough for them,” she protested.
“Of course, they’re tied up,” Tony said, “You can’t have a girl backing out of the middle of a performance, just because it isn’t fun anymore. That’s why there’s no safe word. Do you think this cruise is about the enjoyment of the girls? They’re here for the money! They both agreed to it and now they’re in it right to the end.”
The third blow was brought up viciously between the girls’ spread legs, blasting the tightly woven leather whips with a snap against their delicate sex organs. Within seconds droplets of crimson blood were dripping from damage to both their fleshy cunts and tight anus rings.
This time the French girl was unable to hold back her scream, and as the sudden pain of the whip against her tender sex meat shot up through her body, she was shaken by the violence of the brutal act in which she was trapped.
Tony looked at Jennifer, checking her attitude. He needed her to be onside with this.
“That was a great shot,” she said, “It got to them.”
“Aren’t you worried about these nude young beauties being hurt?” he asked.
“Like you said, they knew what they were getting into, and they’ll be well paid for it, won’t they? Isn’t this what they’re on this cruise for? The audience will only enjoy the show if they know the naked girls are being hurt!”
“Absolutely,” he said, “But doesn’t their bleeding bother you?”
“It’s only a small trickle,” she said, “It isn’t as if they were really bleeding, and anyway, the blood shows up whip marks better, so it’s more colorful, like a real visual representation of their pain. I mean it’s a lot better for the enjoyment of the audience, right?”
Just then the next crack of the flailing whips resounded through the small theater, followed by the jolting of the two young bodies, and the fresh unrestrained screaming of them both. They bolted as far as their restraints would allow, twisting and bucking violently in their bindings.
Clearly, the lovely pair of naked teen cunts being so brutally whipped for the amusement of the audience were in huge distress, screaming at the top of their lungs in their appalled response to the repeated intense blows of the persistent and merciless whips.
“Surely when they agreed to this whipping, they weren’t told that their privates were going to be targets” Jennifer said, “God, that’s got to hurt!”
“I didn’t make the arrangements, but my guess is they were just told they’d be spanked. That beautiful young French bitch didn’t know she was going to have her front whipped, and certainly not her vagina. The same thing’s got to be true for the Nordic cunt. The thing is,” he continued, “That they both agreed in principle to punishment before they got on the ship and whatever they get on this stage that has to do with whipping is all within the bounds of their agreement,” he said, “There’s nowhere they can retreat to. And besides, as I said, they’re being well paid for the inconvenience.”
“Inconvenience!” she blurted, “That’s a huge understatement! Are there going to be any surprises like this for me in the animal fight pit?” she asked.
“What could that be?” he asked in mock astonishment, “You know everything will be as I said it would. You trust me, don’t you?”
“But what didn’t you say?”
She didn’t want an answer to that. She felt a stirring in her loins and a warm dampness in her vagina. This was so exciting, excessively violating all normal boundaries, and she wondered if any boundaries were respected on this rogue ship.
Just then the twin whips landed again, and the air was split with fresh shrill screams as the nude bound bodies of the beautiful young girls bucked under the impact. Jennifer noted with interest that Jennine’s big tits and tight belly were taking the beating incredibly well, and her screams were easily as strong as Hannah’s.
Neither of the attractive young bitches was showing any sign of fading. These delectable naked young women made eminently whip-friendly subjects, and she wondered if she would enjoy wielding a whip on one of the bound nude young ladies.
It excited her that they couldn’t do anything about whatever punishment was given them. When one of the musclebound nude cunts landed a particularly effective blow to Hannah’s cunt, it excited her so much she released a dark fat firm turd. Within a minute, the other did the same when she struck Jeannine’s cunt, producing another sharp scream.
THE END OF CHAPTER EIGHT