Warning: Nothing in the following story represents the beliefs or values of the author. It is entirely fictional, is intended for adults only, does not contain any reference to minors, and depicts both nudity and excessive violence. Please do not try any of the actions depicted at home. This is a story that belongs in the Extreme Stories library, and nowhere else. Everything about it is extreme, as it includes a level of sexual violence that is terminal, and can only be considered extreme. Be warned.
Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: HELICOPTER BITCHWHACKERS 4
Published: 11.05.2024
Story Codes: Erotic Horror, Snuff
Synopsis: This is the story of ten wealthy industrialists, most in the munitions business. They have developed a partnership around a mutual hobby — the destruction of shapely young women — involving dangling them beneath their helicopter at a remote seaside resort. It’s an erotic adventure with many shocks, twists, painful pokes, and horrors along the way. Enjoy.
Helicopter Bitchwhackers 4
Even some little neatly trimmed heart-shaped patch above the girl’s cunt gave the owner of the female organ the look of maturity. Shaving them clean would make them look more like little girls, but that was what was being demanded of them. This just wasn’t the way things were supposed to go.
The young college girls were also disturbed at the thought they would be asked to do personal hygiene while others watched. They had to keep reminding themselves that they wouldn’t have got in the car if they didn’t want to play ball. This was just more than any of them had expected. They’d thought getting their clothes off was all that was expected.
“That’s a great job,” Tom said as she spread her buttocks and ran some foam and then the razor through her ass crack, removing single hairs from a place most women had none, “Getting rid of that fuzz makes you look much younger, don’t you think?”
She knew better than to answer rhetorical questions.
As soon as Carmen finished her comprehensive crotch shave, the men grasped Adrian by the arms and lifted her onto the bar. Carmen grinned at her, letting her know that it was okay, but Adrian wavered. She rebelled at having demands made of her, without her consent.
“I’d rather do it in private, if you don’t mind,” she said, keeping her legs together and trying to sound aloof.
Her voice also revealed uncertainty. The two strong men were quite capable of keeping her there, and she knew they might if she showed any resistance. This was their turf, and it might not pay to cross them.
“No need to be shy,” Tom said, “Modesty is the wrong ingredient here. We want you all to relax, and show us what you’ve got. You know you are gorgeous, all of you, and it will be worth your while!”
He signaled to the men holding her, and they spread her shapely legs for her.
She knew better than to struggle and realized the men meant her no harm, they were just doing their jobs.
“jaqi has done a great job on her cunt, and she has the talent to do the job for you!”
The girls looked at each other, disapproving. It wasn’t that the men were holding Adrian.
She wasn’t struggling and they weren’t holding her too hard. It was that Tom kept using that ugly ‘C’ word for their naked vulvas. The young waitress eagerly stepped forward, anxious to please her new employer. She went to work on Adrian’s exposed groin area with the shears, foam, and razor.
She decided that Carmen’s look was best. To show their cunts off to full advantage, and maybe also to distinguish them from herself, with her neatly trimmed puff of pubic hair intact, jaqi determined the girls needed no pubic hair. Come to think of it, she decided now and then she did not need any, either.
The young waitress eagerly stepped forward, anxious to please her new employer. jaqi knew that to earn her keep she was going to have to play ball with these men, doing whatever they asked, and it was her style to take the initiative instead of waiting to be asked. A bitch who did as she was told always got off easier.
She went immediately to work with the shears, foam, and razor. She decided that Carmen’s look was best, the girls needed no pubic hair. Her experience with her father told her most men preferred the little girl look when it came to pubic mounds. She gave Adrian the full treatment, leaving her beautiful sex mound with the pink curled lips splitting it, barren of its cover of curls.
The men kept the girls coming, and jaqi trimmed and then shaved the entire groin area of each of them, leaving them as clean as little girls. Two of them attempted to do the job themselves, but the men took control, and soon the whole crew of the outstandingly beautiful college girls were as slick and clean as Barbie dolls.
jaqi pleased her new employer indeed when she took the razor and gave herself as careful and thorough a shave as she had given her charges. Her landing strip was gone forever, as far as she was concerned, and besides, she loved the cooling feel of foam and the razor on her pubic mound and in her ass crack.
When the crotch-barbering was completed, the men directed the girls through the doorway that led outside, and moved their clean-shaven nudes in their high heels out onto the lawn in the sunshine, for what he described to them as a regular pre-shoot promotional photo session.
“We need some sexy stills of you all to use in publicity for the movie,” Tom explained, “That’s how it always works. We just want some Penthouse open and fingered-cunt type poses, for use to develop interest in the movie.”
The girls all looked at each other, hesitantly. They hadn’t bargained on this.
“It’s not a big deal, just some cheesecake, tits and twat shots. In this business, it’s more what’s on the cover than inside that sells.”
Gary readied a Hasselblad camera while Harv and Jason positioned some big white reflector boards on stands.
“Doing these shots first will also help you gorgeous ladies into a sexy mood.
“It’s always better to do the stills while you’re all fresh!”
Andy adjusted a huge overhead scrim on stands, used to soften the bright sunlight. The men were so professional about their work that they put the girls more at ease. They were surprised at how much more naked they felt being out in the bright sunlight and with their pubic mounds shaved clean.
Tom grasped Betty’s upper arm firmly and moved the chesty young nude under the scrim.
“Let’s get started with you, honey,” he said, taking full control of her.
She was surprised at how powerful his command was.
“What kind of pose would you like to get first, Gary? Want to start with her standing up?”
He positioned her on a lawn that was a carpet of soft luxurious grass as dense and shortly cropped as a putting green.
“Just kneel, baby,” Gary directed her, “That’s right, spread them, and raise your ass. Great!”
She complied with his instructions, glad at last that they were at it. The sooner they got started, the sooner they would be finished. It was quickly clear to the other girls she enjoyed being the center of attention.
“Now thrust your hips forward, good job, and bring your shoulders forward, that’s right, you look very sexy, baby!”
She thrust both her pelvis and her shoulders forward, bowing her back, so that her breasts were squeezed seductively together, bulging obscenely, and her vagina, opened by masturbation, presented to the camera.
The grass was so short that not even her very high heels penetrated it. It was as if she were posing on an expensive broadloom carpet, and that was an appropriate comparison for the immaculately manicured lawn. The grass felt cool against her knees and shins as she kneeled, in contrast to the warmth of the California sun.
“Great, sweetheart, now tip your head up … to the side a bit. Now imagine there is a big plum right in front of you and you’re going to grasp it in your lips. No, not a cherry, a big plum, that’s right … open your teeth, you’re going to take it into your mouth, close your eyes … terrific!”
She heard the shutter clicking and felt the warmth of the sunlight enveloping her body, and she felt very sexy. She imagined she was reaching for a big cock with her lips, the realized that was entirely what the photograph was supposed to show. She felt
“Okay, hold that, thrust your hips a bit more, now see if you can pucker your cunt like you’re doing with your mouth!”
Her eyes opened and she stared at him. What was he asking?
Bill stepped forward with a pint-sized brown bottle in his hand. He got to his knees, twisted open the top and when he pulled it off the girls saw there was a brush attached. It was rubber cement. Steve assisted, holding Betty’s tender sex lips apart as Bill painted the sticky clear brown glue onto the back of them.
When Bill was through Steve pressed the soft pussy lips against the larger split of her vagina, spreading them so that they were held open, revealing the dimpled bulge of her urethra and the tiny open mouth of her fuck shaft. They were teaching her a trick the men’s magazine photographers had used for years to display to best advantage the genitalia of shameless female porno models.
The other two men moved aside, and Gary resumed with his instructions to Betty. She was trying to get it right, and she was quite a good model, for an amateur. “Okay, back to the pose, head up a bit more, to the side, reach with your lips… great! Now pretend you have to poop, like Fern did.
“It’s not that difficult. Press down as hard as you can, and your rectal organ will do the rest! Perfect!”
The shutter became active again. The beautiful young nude college girl rotated her pelvis and thrust her hips as far as possible, then tightened her stomach muscles and pressed down as he’d directed.
She pushed with her diaphragm, compressing her tight inner pack of intestines as she would do if attempting to defecate. Her new position squeezed her buttocks tightly closed, sealing her anus rather than opening it. This allowed all the pressure to bear down on her uterus and thus to the shaft of her vagina.
Doing exactly as he said forced the sex organ downward and caused the spread mouth to bulge, giving Gary exactly what he wanted. It appeared she was attempting to shit from her cunt. He then got her to do other things that he wanted. After several varied poses for which she repeated the remarkable thrusting of her cunt, Betty was excused with praise for her performance.
Dawna and Adrian were grouped for what was in their minds some relatively innocent fun, simply simulating lesbian lovemaking. Within moments the persuasive men had the two nude young women writing on the grass in mock orgasm as they eagerly performed cunnilingus on each other, fucking each other’s cunt with their deep probing tongues.
For half an hour the girls were photographed revealing their charms and willingly degrading themselves before the cameras, the men, and their friends. When the camera had captured enough degenerate behavior from the lovely young nudes to fill a pair of men’s magazines, they were all moved toward the garage.
Fern and jaqi had remained together and were the last through the doorway, with jaqi taking up the rear. jaqi carried the tightly woven leather “Persuader,” the buggy whip Tom had given her, and she was eager to use it. She held it behind her back as she followed the other girls through the doorway.
There was no sense in making waves, getting the college girls upset before she knew exactly when the good-looking co-eds would need correction. Tom had indicated to her the strip act was probably the last they would get to enjoy, but that might not have meant he wanted them disciplined once they were shaved.
Although she had been given no specific instructions, she was ready and willing to use the whip to mark the girls’ nude flesh with angry red welts. From what he said, it seemed the welts would not be a problem in the film he was making, because she knew from experience that whip marks did not just go away.
She had been hired to assist Tom in getting these terrific-looking college girls to do whatever he commanded, and she was ready to do whatever was necessary to make them perform. If Tom wanted whip marks on them, she was ready to lay them on. She knew she could do whatever he wished.
jaqi knew there were always hidden persuaders used off camera to get women to do some of the nasty things they were required to do in porno films, sometimes people with guns stood by, ready to use them. Tom had told her so, and she thought it was kind of neat that he trusted her to the task.
She wondered if the men she saw carrying pistols under their belts would back her up. Either that or they would use them on her if she didn’t get done what they required of her. Either way, it was going to get quite exciting around here, and jaqi was happy to be a part of something so outrageous.
666
Tanya and Caitlin, completely nude, came into the garage where the new set of young girls, naked except for their heels, had been assembled. This was the place where the two-party girls had been forced to take the extremely tight metal and chain-equipped dildos up their bums.
They immediately spotted the leather whip in the hands of the young waitress who had ridden in the front of the helicopter with Tom on the trip up. They had no idea what was going to happen, but from the horrific experience they had to endure, they knew enough to stand quietly by and watch.
The nudity of the others made them suspicious these girls were going to have to go through the same terrifying stunt they had survived earlier that morning. They were partly right. The two experienced girls were told to join the others, and the look of concern on the faces of Tanya and Caitlin was not missed by the seven other nude women.
The recruits were not sure what was going on, or what was expected of them, but their concern began to grow as they saw the look on the faces of the two beautiful women who had recruited them. They now appeared to be more like slaves of the men than they did employees.
Gary and Bill opened a cabinet and brought out several of the long heavy chains, each with a shiny steel dildo welded onto the last link. The girls were both surprised and impressed with the strange fixtures. The mystery as to their use disappeared when Carmen and Dawna were instructed to step forward.
“We are going to pay you girls well for what you do for us,” Tom said, “Because this is quite a novel movie we’ll be making, and we expect all of you to pull your weight around here.”
The other men laughed at his inside joke.
“We want each of you to use one of these chains to do it with. Select the largest dildo you believe you can insert into your rectums.”
The girls looked at him, shocked.
“I mean push right in, out of sight so you can grip the chain with your anal sphincter.”
“No bloody way!” said Carmen, ”You guys have crossed the line, and that’s it. There’s no way I’m going to put anything up my bottom!”
Her face was red, and she folded her arms across her big bare breasts, her feet wide apart and her knees locked. She had assumed the stance of a bitch goddess, and the men appreciated the look so many photographers tried in vain to capture.
“Not in this lifetime, Bozo!” Dawna added, “For God’s sake, get real! What kind of girls do you think we are?”
She struck a similar pose, and the two looked like lady fighters posturing in the ring before their fight.
“We’ve established what kind of girls you are with our little dance party, haven’t we, my dear little cunt,” Tom said in a calm voice.
He was in total control of the situation, and enjoying it.
“Now that you silly little pussies have taken advantage of our hospitality, we want you to start earning your keep.”
“Don’t you know that we’re from the university?” Carmen said, “We’re all college students!”
This titbit of knowledge was important to her. It seemed to be of little interest to Tom, as he already knew it, and in this circumstance it was irrelevant.
“You have been there less than a month,” he pointed out, “So you have no college education. You’re just a bunch of high school girls who have moved into the next level.”
They were stunned at this disregard for what they valued.
“At any rate, we’re interested in your lovely young female bodies, but have no use for your brains, if any of you have them.
“Now my assistant jaqi has an interesting brain. She can use it as well as the computer in our most sophisticated guided missile.”
None of the girls, including jaqi, had any idea of the relevance, but the men grinned, knowing she would demonstrate that very asset to them before the afternoon was out.
Two of the men grabbed and held the two defiant girls. The other men quietly moved behind the other girls, in case there was open rebellion. Tom looked toward jaqi.
“Give these two each six blows to their tits,” he told her, “Hit them hard and make those beautiful boobs bounce. I want you to be sure each blow stings.”
jaqi had looked as shocked as the other girls at the outrageous instructions to separate their buttocks with those polished steel dicks, but she brightened up with the opportunity to show her authority over the others with her long buggy whip. She was going to love smacking those bulbous boobs.
She knew from early experiences with her father how much a whip could hurt a woman’s breasts. She knew that smacking their big bulging tits with the stinging buggy whip would hurt them enough to make these stunned college cunts scream with the pain, and the idea excited her.
These guys were tougher than she thought. She had imagined they were going to do a fuck and suck flick with these pretty young college girls, but it looked like it was going to get quite kinky. Other than a motorcycle gang party she had attended once, she had never seen any kinky sex.
What jaqi saw at that biker gang party wasn’t sex, of course, until the studded dildos showed up. It was at that amazing party, held in the back room of a roadhouse after closing time, that she had seen two of the tough biker girls strip naked and take part in a brutal cunt-kicking contest.
She had just finished school and was celebrating her eighteenth birthday when she and her girlfriends met this biker guy in the malt shop. He was a lot older than any of them, had a greasy beard, and was fat. He had lots of tattoos and everything, and the girls thought he was cool. He let the girls sit on his motorcycle, then on a dare jaqi agreed when he asked her to go with him to a party.
The ride was exciting, and it was a rush, being with such a tough bunch in the back room of the bar, having this private party when nobody else was in the building. She couldn’t believe anybody could be so outrageous as these two older girls who had stripped naked, but it was happening.
Neither of them wore panties, but jaqi saw bloodied cotton napkins taped to the inside of their jeans as they came off. The outrageous bitches were both menstruating! The impromptu contest was both simple and violent: the girls took turns kicking each other as hard as they could in the cunt with their bare feet.
She couldn’t believe the girls would willingly spread their legs and present their cunts to the other to kick. The bizarre competition lasted much longer than jaqi would have thought possible. Maybe it was the pistols a couple of the gang members held. They were pointed at the floor, but that could be fixed in less than a second.
These bitches were tough. The object of the fight was quite simple, it was to make the other woman drop to her knees. After more than ten minutes of mean and vicious cunt-kicks, the tops of the girls’ feet were as sore as their cunts. The bikers had then given them back their cowboy boots, and the two burly bitches eagerly put on the heavy footwear with their brass-capped pointed toes.
jaqi remembered she was breathless as she watched the two chubby nudes take turns booting each other in the cunt. The women, screaming with each kick they took and weeping openly from the pain, their organs battered, swollen, and bruised, continued to present their injured genitals to the other’s boots until at last one of them dropped to her knees.
Weeping, the kneeling woman did an incredible act of total submission to the other: she dirtied her face by rubbing it against the victor’s cunt until she was smeared from hairline to chin with her opponent’s menstrual blood, increased by the brutal kicking the swollen organ had endured.
The vanquished bitch had no shame, and was displaying her total subservience to the contest’s victor. Then the obscene display got dirty. The woman who had won strapped on a big ugly double dildo, with one device mounted above and parallel to the other, with the upper one slightly smaller.
Both weapons were covered with large sharp-looking brass studs. Without hesitation, the woman who had lost the contest moved around onto her hands and knees, dipping her back to present her anus and vagina for a rude and brutal double fucking. She was, by what she was doing, a true masochist.
By her willing performance, it was clear the lady who lost had known from the outset that this was the punishment the loser of the fight would have to endure. This was the ritualistic ending to all of the bitch fights, for as far back as he could remember, according to jaqi’s date.
That was when jaqi noticed the man sitting on the floor in front of the cleared area holding a big German Lugar. The weapon was pointed at the naked ladies, not at the floor.
These women were not fighting and performing voluntarily at all. These guys were practicing straight-out coercion. These biker dudes had taken complete control of the voluptuous cunts who served them at their will. Unlike the two other pistols pointed at the floor, this gun was now pointed directly at the head of the woman taking the violent butt fuck.
Then jaqi’s date had told her while the loser was taking studded dildos in both holes, the rest of the women at the party got to have real men. She saw the other women taking off their jeans, and getting onto their hands and knees for the men to mount them. jaqi was both startled and outraged, but she had taken enough abuse from men that she knew better than to protest in a setting like this.
She had submitted to the bikers and slipped off her panties. There was no way she was going to endanger herself among these brutal bikers. There was no doubt in her mind they would shoot the kneeling woman if she failed to perform. jaqi was equally sure they would point the gun at her if she did not fully cooperate with the man who brought her. She was the only girl in the place wearing a dress.
The hapless bitch got to her hands and knees, and pulled her dress up. Her date spit on the head of his penis to provide a bit of lubrication, then with a sudden violent thrust drove his long dick up into her anus. He burst into her, filling her beyond her wildest nightmare, with an explosive pain that spread through her entire lower torso with each brutal rutting thrust.
She couldn’t believe how easily the fat biker had entered her. He had known exactly how to handle her as if her anus was no more than a fist on his penis to masturbate it. She felt as if she had been filled. She had never before had anything but her poop pass through her anus, and that had always been evacuation, never filling.
The bare meat of his shaft sliding backward and forward in her colon was unbelievably painful, and it felt as if her little rectum was going to rupture at any second. She could not breathe from the incredible feeling of internal filling as the huge penis pressed her intestines and organs inside her.
The quiet anal rape was so obscene she felt nude and exposed, and could not believe she was still almost fully clothed. Nobody was noticing the painful anal rape she was enduring on the plunging penis of the man who had mounted her. The women were fully engrossed in satisfying the rutting men.
The men ass-fucking their dates were all watching the violent double rape with the twin dildos of one nude woman on another one. It was as if what was happening to her on the sidelines was going on only in her head, but her body told her it was real, from the painful grasp of his strong fingers.
They were digging into her large breasts to the powerful internal probing of her guts by the enormous penis thrusting and rutting inside her. The biker who had brought her had remarkable stamina for such a fat slob. He kept the powerful bucking and rutting motion going with a driving and demanding rhythm.
After several moments, he started thrusting deeper and more heavily and rapidly as his orgasm approached. She could feel the sudden pulse of his thickening penis as he began his ejaculation, and the sudden warmth of his jism shooting into her guts as he consummated his union with her.
It was not the first time she had been raped, but it was the first time she had been taken in public, and to have him bung-holing her like this was so profane she hoped she would die, but that was not a real wish, just a feeling of total debasement. What had struck her later was that her rape was of little or no interest to the others in that back room.
What was important to them was the violence of the sex between the two women, both of whom had willingly taken part knowing they would have their genitals brutally kicked, and that there was a fifty-fifty chance, if they didn’t perform satisfactorily, of having to submit to the studded dildo fucking.
In the time since that party, she had often thought of the excitement that brutal violence and the daring exhibitionism had generated, and she had stopped wearing panties, even to work, because of the moisture that developed between her legs whenever anything reminded her of that debasing event.
Now jaqi was in another unusual situation, removed from the rule of law and moral codes. These guys in the helicopter gang were a lot like the biker gang, only a lot richer, so they had fancier girls. This was a lot sexier and was a situation that caused the same excitement to build deep in her gut and her loins.
These men, unlike those bikers, were incredibly wealthy and paid well for the services of the women they hired. If the college girls each got a car for their work, what would they pay her? She was in charge of them, so she was certain she would receive more. That would be only fair.
These wealthy people were on the other end of the social spectrum here and were opposite to the men in the biker gang. In stark contrast to the pretty but stocky tough cunts the bikers used and abused, these men selected only prime stock; beautiful young high-class girls, real college students.
What they had in common with that vicious biker gang was that they clearly got off on debasing women, and as long as she was on their side, she was more than willing to participate, providing some spice to the atmosphere as the girls were prepared for the dirty film the men were going to make of them.
jaqi stepped in front of the two girls being held by the men and raised the whip Tom had given her, aiming at those beautiful bulging breasts. She smiled at the look of disbelief on their faces. These college cunts felt they were too good to be punished, and she was going to prove them wrong.
She was also going to hurt them in a way a woman seldom hurt another woman. Because she was a woman, she knew how to do it right, knew from experience the things that hurt, and was ready and willing to use her knowledge to make these beautiful young naked college girls scream for the men.
Her face turned from a smile to concentration to satisfaction as she brought the whip down hard across the top of Carmen’s tanned boobs, striking them out near the tips to ensure she caught the dark-haired girl’s erect nipples. This was a strategy that was very effective right from the first blow.
The threatening whip went into action as it abruptly slashed down with such force that the upright nipples were suddenly and violently slammed downward, scraped by the tight weave of the leather as it ripped across them, and Carmen’s big full breasts bounced wildly to the music of her piercing screams.
The song turned quickly to a duet as jaqi snapped the whip upward and caught Dawna’s nipples from below. The man holding Dawna grabbed her chin and pulled it back, forcing her breasts to stand even more erect as the flailing whip slashed downward again, striking the bulging mammaries a repeat blow with such force they were flattened against her ribs.
Carmen’s chin was similarly held, and the effect was the same, presenting her big Latin boobs at an ideal angle for a merciless tit-whipping. jaqi took full advantage of the presentation of the luscious tits, and struck them with all her strength, bouncing them radically and evening the count at two each.
jaqi was discovering a side of herself she had never seen before. She was enjoying this. She knew full well how much the whip hurt, as she had often been hit in the breasts by her father, her brother and by boyfriends, all of whom used their belts instead of a buggy whip, and she was fully aware of how devastatingly painful leather snapped against a woman’s breast meat could be.
It was as if tits were designed as targets for hurting women, they served the purpose so well. She was surprised at the rush it gave her to see the big tits bounce in pain and the girls scream with their obvious agony at the cruel treatment by her hand. She was doing what the men expected of her and was doing it very well.
She had no idea this was what would be expected of her when she had agreed to leave her job as a waitress to be Tom’s assistant, but she was all in, a more-than-willing participant in their not yet revealed plans, and she was delighted with her feature role in controlling these snooty college bitches.
With the shameless dirty dances they had done for the men, they had demonstrated they were no better than her, but they had still retained their aloof and snobbish attitude. jaqi was determined to teach the classy cunts that although their parents were very wealthy, they were no better than anyone else.
Each of the girls had endured six punishing blows to her breasts
“Would you like another six brutal titty-whacks,” Tom asked them, “Or are you beautiful young ladies ready to work with us, to cooperate in the production of our movie, and do exactly as you have been told?”
The men released the two, and they immediately took slender steel dildos from the array displayed on the floor. Without saying anything, the men watched as the girls pressed the cold heads of the shafts between their buttocks, sobbing as they worked at their humiliating task, and with considerable struggle, inserted the metal devices inside themselves.
First their anus rings parted under the pressure or their tentative thrusts, admitting the cold smooth heads of the slender steel shafts. Each had chosen a three-quarter inch diameter dildo, knowing that anything wider would be quite uncomfortable to insert, and anything less would be unacceptable to the men.
They had quickly determined that the larger models of the metal shafts would be totally impossible to insert into their tight rectums. It was a terrible compromise, because the men were getting their way, thanks in part to the naked turncoat jaqi. She represented the very worst of a woman in dealing with other women.
Once they had penetrated the tight rings of their sphincter, it was an easy task to push the dildos in some distance. They had been squatting while poking the dildos in, and stood up so that their buttocks grasped the part still sticking out, disguising the half-hearted nature of their attempt.
“You ladies have short memories,” Tom said, “I told you I wanted to see your rectums close over the end of the dildos. You both still have a few inches to go!”
The two girls squealed in dismay, but when they saw jaqi raise her whip suggestively, they both bent forward and pushed the dildos in by their full lengths. It was a strange feeling to be filled with something artificial, but they felt some physical relief when their rectums slid closed over the end of their dildos.
Now their rectums closed to grip the attached chain. Inside them, they felt as if they had just had a bowel movement, and their first response was that they wanted to shit out the invading object. To do so was, of course, completely out of the question. They knew they would just have to get used to the disturbing and unsettling feeling, and wait for it to settle.
The two ass-stuffed co-eds were extremely humiliated and red-faced, performing the disgusting task not only in front of male strangers and the three women who they believed worked for them, but also before their friends, college chums who now knew the limits of their wills.
It was incredibly degrading, in fact so humiliating they were not sure they could survive being at another party with these friends. All of the other girls would know what disgusting thing they had done, and they might even tell someone else. If boys or their parents ever found out what they were doing, even though it was under duress, they knew they would die.
“Can you take them out?” Tom asked.
Carmen and Dawna were startled at the question, but instead of answering, they acted out their response and pulled on their ass chains. It was unlikely, they thought, they would have to put them back in again, although anything was possible.
They would have preferred a private place to remove the steel sex toys, as they knew the shafts would be stained and perhaps bring forth more substantial evidence of the natural material in their colons. However, the relief of getting rid of those monstrous steel shafts with the heavy chains attached was too good to pass up, and they grasped the chains hanging between their legs and pulled.
Both were surprised at the resistance they encountered, with their closed sphincters and, to a lesser extent, the thick brown paste of fully processed food sticking to its surface. Once they had broken the resistance the shafts slid out easily, and their rectums snapped closed behind them.
“There, that wasn’t too bad, was it?” Tom asked.
It had been horrible, disgusting, and humiliating, but neither would admit it, so Carmen and Dawna remained silent.
“Now I want you to put in dildos that will support your weight, as we have a special treat in store for you, and we wouldn’t want them slipping out as these did, would we?”
He did not wait for an answer to his rhetorical question.
“Particularly when they are all you have to keep you from falling a great distance to a horrible death!”
The girls looked in shock at Tom but did not move. It was clear they did not understand or believe his threat. Tom looked at jaqi, then let his eyes fall onto the rounded buttocks of the mute nudes.
The straight line of the pretty naked enforcer’s lips shifted slightly into what could be a cross between a small grin and a look of determination. The crop slashed at the nearest set of buttocks, angling across them with such force that they were creased inward along the line of the blow.
Carmen screamed, and before Dawna could twist away the lashing whip came up under her bulging buns, getting her lungs working in tune with Carmen’s, with a shrill ringing scream. Angry welts rose quickly on the exposed female meat, welts larger than those on their breasts.
All of the girls were sobbing, but none needed to be restrained. They were behaving exactly as expected, standing in a state of shock, as if mesmerized by the violence, waiting to see what terrible things were going to happen to them next. The part about falling to their deaths had yet to sink in.
“That wasn’t too bad, was it?” Tom repeated.
“No, sir,” said Carmen.
It was horrible, in every respect, and everyone knew it.
“No, sir,” stammered Dawna like a quick echo.
These were all college girls, and although they were quite naive, they were not stupid.
Tom smiled. Their full compliance was expected and now assured, and signaled they were ready for the next step.
“Good,” he said, “Now that you’ve had some practice, you’re probably ready to prepare for your parts in our film. When you were little girls you probably loved to play on a swing. With your lovely cunts now as clean as when you were born, and gradually grew into pretty little girls with bulging hairless cunts, now that you’re all grown up we want you to ride on a special swing for us, naked, displaying those lovely open slits to everyone. Won’t that be fun?”
“This is not a normal swing, but one designed for big girls, as it is much too dangerous for little girls. We want you to swing by a chain beneath the helicopter.”
All of the girls gasped. That sounded like it was extremely dangerous. They were also confused at the mention of a swing in terms of the disgusting anal exercise the two had just endured. What did plugging their butts with a dildo have to do with swinging? They believed he was trying to scare them, but instead, he was confusing them.
“As I suggested, you’ll probably want to use a much larger dildo,” Tom told them, “You saw how easily those pulled out. You will want to select one that will take your entire weight without pulling free so that you can swing from it.”
Instead of fresh screams, the room was filled with a sudden stunned silence.
Only Tanya and Caitlin, who were standing apart from the others over by the Jeep Cherokee, fully understood what was being asked of the girls. They knew from painful experience.
jaqi had a look of amazement on her face, rather than shock. She too had not believed Tom could be serious, but now was not so sure. She had never dreamed anything could get so kinky. ‘God,’ she thought, ‘A naked college girl swinging from a helicopter by a chain from a thick steel plug up her ass. How kinky is that?’
The idea was incredible. And dangerous. jaqi found it sexually stimulating. ‘What if these young college cunts can’t hold their rectal grip on the steel dildo?’ she thought with growing anxiety. They would lose it. They would slide off and fall to their deaths! These guys she was working with were getting into some heavy fucking shit.
She looked at the men, recognizing for the first time the degree of power they had over the six college girls. ‘Thank God I’m on their side!’ was her only thought. Her dad had bought a snuff video of a naked woman being whacked, and he sat and jacked himself off while he watched it when he thought nobody was home.
She saw where he hid it, and she had watched it herself several times. Filming a woman being horribly sexually abused and then purposefully killed just for the entertainment value was horrible, frightening, and somehow terribly exciting. They must have made a lot of money on that one. She felt the moisture gathered in her vagina increase, and she felt an orgasm coming.
“You have five minutes to implant solidly the largest dildo you can get into yourselves,” Tom said to the girls, with the detached sense of someone giving a weather report, “The size is critical, as your life will depend entirely upon how solidly you are anchored to your anal chain.”
These beautiful naked young females were not people to him or his friends; they were living toys to be used and violently abused in their destructive games. The emotions of the young ladies were of interest only in the pleasure their fear, terror, and horror brought to their male hosts.
These highly sophisticated wealthy and powerful men found sexual gratification in both producing and observing extreme distress for beautiful young females of their species. The completeness of this fact had not occurred to jaqi, who saw herself as their willing instrument and enforcer.
She was here as an accomplice, to help Tom and his friends make a kinky porno movie. She was startled by how fast everything was moving, and the perverse direction events had taken. These guys were for real, and she felt lucky she had been hired to help them in making the film.
It was now much clearer to her why they would need to have a persuader. These girls were not prepared for the degrading, risky, and downright dangerous things they would have to do, and she was certain she was not yet finished with her whip. She had lucked into this job, the best she’d ever had.
“Four minutes and forty-five seconds,” Tom said.
The two girls looked at each other, trembling with the impact of what they had just been told. Tom caught jaqi’s eye, then he looked down at the groin area of the nudes who had turned to face her, to keep their bare bums out of range of her brutal whip.
jaqi’s big eyes widened as the implication of what Tom implied with his silent command to her. Her father had been the punisher in their family, and always took her down into the basement to spank her, out of view of her mother and brothers. She recalled once when he had spanked her when she was seven.
He had taken off her panties, had made her get onto her hands and knees on his workbench, made her move her knees wide apart, and had used his belt to painfully smack her tight virgin little cunnie. He had struck her there several times, bringing searing screams from the child that went ignored upstairs. It was a father’s duty to punish his daughter.
Then he had rolled her over onto her back, pulled her dress up high, and had continued the stinging blows to her hairless little twat. It had stung so badly that she still remembered the terrible hurt with each stunning blow. She had endured similar punishment often as she grew up, but it had been at its worst when she was too young for him to rape her.
Once he was able to get his fat prick into her at the age of seven, the beatings were just enough to get his blood pressure up and his penis rutting. Her father got so excited when he gave her cunnie the strap that after only half a dozen blows, he had to get into her quickly to avoid premature ejaculation.
jaqi was certain these rich-bitch college girls had no idea what it was like to have their pussies spanked with hard leather, but as an experienced expert, she was happy to help them discover it. Rather than think about it, she sprang to action. Carmen was the better target with her feet apart, expecting her tempting titties or burning buttocks to be struck.
She did not close her legs, but left them slightly apart, providing the whip easy access to her cleanly shaved cunt. In an instant, she discovered the vulnerability of her bare organ. She swung the whip back, then snapped it viciously up between her lean legs with a rapid motion.
Dawna was blocked by the angle, and did not know it was a shot to the cunt that made her friend shriek in gasping bursts with the burst of sudden incredible pain. Seeing the whip drop, Dawna assumed another blow was not forthcoming, and she made a sideways step, parting her lean legs.
The whip did not stop its motion, but returning rapidly, snapped up between them, bringing an explosion to her vagina that doubled her over. Her mouth was open wide, but the shocking pain was so immediate and severe that the best she could manage was a desperate mewing in the back of her throat.
She made the mistake of turning her back on jaqi, as if in defense, but that was very unwise for a college girl. The whip blasted up between her legs again, this time from behind. Both her vagina and her anus felt its searing sting. She was both shocked and startled. This was not fair: it was not her turn.
The viciousness of the blow to her crotch jolted the scream from her throat, filling the hall. Carmen turned to confirm that Dawna was sharing in her intense pain, and the whip slapped upward once more, stinging her bare cunt more than she could tolerate. Her anus opened, and Carmen released a soft moist turd.
Her face turned beet red. She had been forced to disgrace herself in front of her friends by these horrible people. She glared at jaqi through her tears. She would never forget this girl’s cruelty, and she would never forgive her for the incredible humiliation the naked waitress had brought to her.
Nobody could get away with this kind of inhuman debasement, and she vowed to herself this bitch would not. Her older brother had connections. This stupid waitress cunt would be beaten and raped so badly by her brother’s friends she would wish she had never been born.
“Time is passing, ladies, you’ll probably want to get started. It takes some time and effort to securely mount yourselves on dildos that will take your weight.”
He sounded so cool about it, jaqi thought, but he could afford to, because it wasn’t his rectum he was talking about.
She raised the whip to slash at the girls again, but they promptly moved to the display of dildos, as Tanya and Caitlin had done before, they selected large appliances, and squatted over them, knowing they would need their weight to completely bury these large shafts between their buttocks.
Tanya and Caitlin watched the humiliating process, wincing as they vicariously relived the terrible struggle the two college girls were now experiencing. As they had done, the girls were successful in implanting the stout steel shafts in their colons. When at last they had buried the dildos in themselves, they stood, the chains dangling from their stuffed assholes clanking noisily on the floor.
Their friends cast their eyes aside, unable to look the humiliated pair in the face. It was as if they had just been demoted from the ranks of rich college girls to a new and low level of life. The others knew full well it might just as easily have been them standing with their rectums stuffed and a significant length of heavy chain dragging behind them. They knew how painful it must be, and were highly stressed, unsure of what was going to happen to themselves.
They watched as the two women who had recruited them were moved by the girl with the riding crop over to the center of the garage with a couple of loud smashing lashes across their bare asses. One of the men with a cellular telephone held it up.
“Just one call …” He said and the two promptly selected stout shafts and sat on them, using their weight to force themselves over the big steel dildos.
The woman with the fairer skin and the big tits used a smaller one than the tanned short haired girl. She had a tight rectum. They assumed the men were using blackmail to get the cooperation of these two. There was no way they could know of the telephone-activated bomb seated in Caitlin’s womb, or the sense of responsibility Tanya had to protect her friend, who would be killed if either of them failed to perform.
The threat of dialing Caitlin’s number got the two ladies performing for the others, selecting what looked to the female spectators like impossibly thick dildos, then wiggling their bare asses and squatting with all their weight on the shafts to drive them into themselves.
From the desperate antics of the women willingly struggling to anally impale themselves on the stout dildos, it appeared clear that the threat about the helicopter was true. These other two women they assumed were from here, and therefore they must know if what the men threatened was true.
What confused the girls was the apparent slave relationship of the two, who had been free to run and disappear when they had recruited them. The mystery deepened for the distraught college girls. They had thought these women were accomplices to the men, but now they were having to reconsider that assessment. The two recruiters were clearly as subjugated by the men as they were.
Tanya and Caitlin took nearly the full five minutes allotted them to get the dildos into their rectums, softened but still swollen from their terrifying experience earlier in the day. Tanya’s willing cooperation at this point showed that there was some loyalty between the two that ran deeper than the surface. How well it would endure would only become evident when Tanya’s life was on the line. Or on the chain, whichever way one viewed it.
Once the shafts were safely planted so that their sphincter closed over them to grip the chain, they stood up, displaying more than a little discomfort. Suddenly a motor started to whir, an overhead sprocket chain began to move, and the large garage door was activated by an electric door opener. As the hinged door sections bent and it curved to ride along the ceiling, all of the girls were herded outside.
It was now mid-afternoon, and the sun had moved out over the ocean. Since they had landed on their return from the city, there was a remarkable change to the grounds. Now lined up along the broad concrete apron at the side of the helipad were two small helicopters, much too small for anyone to get into.
They looked like large model helicopters but with remarkable detail. The bodies of the small craft were four feet long and the quadrotor blades were three feet long, giving them a total span of six feet. They were toys for big boys. They were huge drones and had aggressive capabilities beyond their imagination.
These small craft were not like hobbyists’ toy craft but appeared to be miniaturized and fully functional versions of big helicopters, fitted with real jet engines, smaller versions of those that drove the large craft they had arrived in. Even more interesting was the fact that they looked more like warplanes.
One of them was armed with small rockets on each side. The other appeared to be unarmed but had a professional television camera mounted inside, with its zoom lens pointing straight ahead through the front windscreen. It was designed to record whatever it saw in great detailed high resolution.
Next to the helipad on the side opposite the small craft was a sophisticated console that reminded Tanya of a television control room, as there were television monitors and all kinds of control panels. What she suddenly realized she was seeing was the ground cockpit to remotely control these drone helicopters.
It was far more advanced than the little remote control boxes used to fly home kit model aircraft. These were the real thing. She guessed they might be secret military drones or something mysterious. These helicopters were scaled-down war machines, and this was the war room, situated out in the sun.
There were also some large boxes and packing crates, three of which the men loaded onto the large helicopter they had arrived in. What in the world could they be for? Why would the helicopter have to have provisions loaded aboard? Would they be used before the craft landed again?
As the loading proceeded, others of the men fitted Adrian, Betty, Edie and Fern with tight-fitting steel collars, with four large rings around the edge. Fern was also fitted with a steel cuff on her left wrist and ankle, and each of these was equipped with a fastening ring.
When all of the girls but Tanya and Caitlin were collared, the heavy thirty-foot chain hanging from Carmen’s rectum was run through the front collar rings on Adrian and Betty. Dawna’s chain tail was similarly attached to the collars of Edie and Fern, then the two chains were linked together.
Finally, Fern was made to sit down on the grass, and the ends of the long tail chains were used to link her left ankle and wrist cuffs together, effectively restraining all of the college girls. Without incredible teamwork, they would be unable to move, and with extensive practice, the best they could expect would be to move very slowly.
The highly vulnerable, naked young ladies, were fucked!
THE END OF CHAPTER FOUR