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Writer: Regis
Subject: THE LADIES’ SPORT 2
Story Codes: Erotic Horror
Synopsis: Thoroughbred Park was a private race track, where gamblers got sexual thrills as well as the chance to gamble on high-stakes horse races, as well as other competitions, which the two eager young businesswomen had heard about. Nothing was for certain, but their curiosity was piqued, so they found their way to the private track, where, at the very least, the jockeys rode naked. They discovered at a private party following the racing that there was another sport on which to wager, one far more outrageous and thrilling, in which society women got naked, and rode either end of a long double-ended dildo, attempting to hurt each other, a sport in which there was a gonad-damaging professional level. They wrangled an invitation to the ultra-private after party where they were able to get involved at a painfully intimate level, cunt to dildo-stuffed cunt. Gamblers bet on which woman was able to make the other scream first, and on which cunt would be the first to give up. This was both exciting and dangerous.
The Ladies’ Sport 2
Two more girls entered, but these were not at all like the elegant young women who had just performed. These girls were both somewhat stockier, were well built, and were stark naked, with the exception of white high heeled cowboy boots. Their hairless pussies made them look even more naked.
They had large breasts, slender waists, and flared hips, with large firm buttocks and well-developed legs with powerful thighs and calves. Clearly these two were into body training. They had not gone to the point of developing excessive muscular bulk, but the level of their solid fitness exceeded the development of most women.
They showed particularly good development of their thighs and
legs. They both looked like they could handle both strength and endurance tests, and they also looked like they had explosive power in their legs. Curiously, the right leg of each of them appeared to be even more developed than the left.
Sharri noticed that the two nudes’ vulvas were more pronounced
than she was used to seeing, with the raised V more extended, almost as if it had also been somehow developed through training. She blushed at the thought, and dismissed it as ridiculous. Why in the world would a woman develop and build up her cunt muscle? And how could it possibly be done?
Maybe it was only an illusion, induced by the two girls’ blatant hairless appearance. The two nude performers were fitted with leather harnesses that included a wide belt and over-the-shoulder straps. Four broad leather straps hung down from each of the nude girls’ belts, which were fitted on the end with snap-on
fastening devices.
One of these girls carried a monstrous three foot long, two
ended dildo, which had a pair of chains attached to the middle, and was much thicker than the one used by the industrialist’s lovely daughters.
“These are semi-professional competitors,” the man beside Sharri
explained. “Mimi is the brunette, and Mitzi is the blonde.”
“Are those their real names?” Sharri asked.
“No, those are stage names, but they go by them all the time. Mimi has been at this for nearly a year, and Mitzi joined the sport about six months ago. They work out at a special gym, and they compete on the State circuit, in the gambling establishments I mentioned earlier.
Its called the Kick League, and you will see why when they get into position.” As he spoke a man brought a piece of carpeting into the room, and he unrolled it on the top of the table.
“These girls are used to working on carpet, where they can get some grip. This is not designed to be an intimate contact sport, such as the form you saw with our host’s daughters. It takes full advantage of the hard driving pounding to the cunt, as you will see, but with no intimate contact. It is purely competitive, with each girl going for the win, when she makes her opponent to cry for her to stop.
“Just like boxing, the object of this erotic sport is to hurt the opponent, but in this case, it is specific to the vagina. The equipment is designed to hurt the girls, pounding each other’s uterus, without danger of doing any lasting damage. Their cunts are capable of taking a terrific pounding! Watch them get ready.”
“I was right!” Sharri thought to herself. It was like something out of a wet dream, it was so bizarre. These girls, both regulars, had altered their bodies through extensive training to prepare for this outrageous ladies’ sport. Obviously it was truly a serious sport after all.
She guessed she had never heard of it because it was so outlandish that it could only be performed in private clubs such as this one. Women willingly humping their cunts on a big dildo as competition! She had never imagined anything so outrageous, and now she was about to witness a demonstration.
The two nudes had laid themselves in position, greased the ends of the monstrous dildo, and with a great deal of effort they inserted the blunt ends of the obscene object into their eager cunts. When they had forced the ends of the device to the full depth of their wombs, they then brought together the straps from their harnesses, and clipped them together.
This kept them on the dildo, as there was not enough slack in the straps for either of them to back her sex organ off the device. Sharri noticed for the first time that the straps were equipped with handles, which allowed the women to pull their opponent further onto the dildo, but by doing so, it was clear they would also pull
themselves onto the other end of the devious device with equal force and impact.
Now the major difference between this Kick League sport and the more intimate form the sisters had performed became obvious. First of all, there was no possibility of intimate contact. It was clear these two naked girls were not going to kiss with their vagina lips. There was no way their cunts could come anywhere near each other on that huge device.
The right boot of each girl was fitted with a stirrup, which was clipped onto one of the two chains attached to the dildo. By kicking, the girls would actually pound the dildo into the cunt of her opponent. It was incredible. As the host signalled them to start with a blast on his whistle, Sharri’s hand moved unnoticed to the hem of her skirt, lifted it, and rubbed against her moist cuntlips.
Mimi and Mitzi grabbed the handles on the straps, braced themselves, and alternately kicked with their right legs. The chain from their stirrup to the dildo was snapped tight, and the big ramrod of a dildo was hammered into the furthest depths of the opponent’s cunt.
Each girl made a bursting squeal as she kicked, which was just like the sound made by a professional female tennis player serving. Their kick was into the air, but it jerked the chain attached to the giant dildo, jerking it deep into the cunt of her opponent.
There was a wet squishing sound of the ramrod driving into the cunt, then just like an echo, the girl absorbing the kick inside her cunt involuntarily cried out as the blow hit her.
“They have to trade kicks evenly, alternating for the first fifty kicks,” the man explained to Sharri, “then a whistle signals that it is a free-for-all. That ensures the contest will go on for long enough for them to soften each other up. Once they are loosened up, the kicks have a much greater effect on their cunts. Excuse me, you don’t mind me using that old Anglo-Saxon term?”
“Oh, no, go ahead,” Sharri said, embarrassed again, “That’s what it is, isn’t it? After all, we’ve all got them.” She blushed again. “You know what I mean.”
“Exactly so. Anyway, when the opponent’s cunt has loosened up, the kicks have their best effect. It usually takes ten to fifteen kicks to get them properly warmed up, so they can’t grip the shaft as well. Then they really start to feel it!”
“But you keep them going alternating for fifty kicks? Isn’t that pushing it pretty far?”
“Well, yes and no. The girls who compete all seem to love it. No winner will be declared until the free-for-all starts. Otherwise, the jackrabbit kicker gets her opponent on the defensive and gets her screaming for relief right off the start. If one quits too soon, there would be little time for the audience to get into it, and to see just how many hard kicks a girls’ cunt can really endure.
“That would take a lot of the fun out of the event! We believe that, above all else, sports have to be fun!”
“This is so exciting!” Sharri said. I’ve never dreamed of anything like it!”
“The girls love it!” he continued. “They would also not have as much enjoyment if the round were too short. They really get off from having their pussies stuffed and hammered into submission. Believe it or not, losing is just as much a kick as winning in this amazing sport! When the winner of this demonstration contest is decided, there will be a chance for volunteers to try the more intimate version,” the man said.
“These girls will be at it for awhile. Why don’t you consider giving it a try sometime? The boss’s daughters love it, as you saw!”
“I could never do that!” Sharri said. She watched as the two nude girls battered each other, alternately hammering each other’s cunt, and screamed their response. The screams were getting sharper, and the kicks seemed to be getting harder.
“These are pro’s,” the man explained, “and I’m just talking the two of you humping, not kick boxing cunts. They have been doing this for some time. They train for this at a gym, and have toughened up their cunt muscles. What they are doing now is softening each other up. The serious kicking and screaming will come when their endurance gripping that shaft up their cunts eases.”
The women’s vaginas were loosening up, and at the same time becoming much more moist. The steady tempo of the three sounds was mesmerizing. Grunt and sigh, accompanied by the sharp snap of the chain on its hook; squish as the ramrod drove home into the opponent’s moist cunt; followed immediately by squeal as the recipient reacted to the painful hammering deep in her womb.
Sharri sat watching for a few minutes more, mesmerized by the rhythmic beating the two women were deliberately giving and receiving, then she got up, nudging Andra as a signal to join her. Andra was so enthralled with the obscene action she almost missed the cue, but she looked up as Sharri gave her a nod, and she joined her in a trip to the powder room.
Inside the roomy private bathroom, she raised her eyebrows and let out a big sigh. She was tempted by the thought of trying the remarkably exhibitionist sport. She had never thought of herself as an exhibitionist, but the demonstrations she had just seen were so exciting she was wondering if she had the nerve to try it, in front of all these rich strangers.
“Do you want to do this?” she said.
“It’s really perverse, isn’t it!” Andra replied.
“I can’t believe those girls! They’re hurting each other, right in their pussies!” Sharri said. “It’s unbelievable they’d do that!”
“And those rich girls! The sisters!” Andra added. “They really got off on doing that!”
“So are those naked girls out there, the pros,” Sharri observed. “This is something these ladies really enjoy! How can they? It’s so outrageous!”
“They’re really driving it into each other. And with all those people
watching!” said Andra, “I just can’t believe it!”
“Should we try it?”
“It looks like it really hurts!”
“They just want us to try the one the host’s daughters used. They liked it.”
“Nobody here knows us!”
“It’s really, really perverse!”
“I’ll give it a try, but only if they ask us to!”
“I think they’re going to. The guy standing beside me asked if I’d like to try it.”
“So did the guy beside me!”
“They really think it’s okay! I think it’s exciting!”
“Do you think we should?”
“I don’t know. It’s really degenerate, I mean totally obscene!”
“Ya!” Andra agreed. That was by no means a condemnation of the perverted sport. They went back into the main room, and the nude girls on the table were still jerking on the straps and kicking as hard as they could, and screaming at the painful results. It was also clear that they were both enjoying the bizarre competition.
Andra and Sharri were surprised women could actually enjoy
taking such powerful kicks to their genitals, and even with people watching them. The two performers were clearly so emotionally enraptured by the sexual violence they were perpetrating on the other, kick-hammering on her uterus!
They were clearly turned on by the monstrous fucking they were taking from the kicked dildo, they were oblivious to the audience. They guessed the rush of exhibitionism was just icing on the cake, elevating their euphoria at the grossly amplified and distorted sex act in which they engaged with such obvious lust.
Suddenly a whistle blew, and the naked competitors went crazy, kicking as rapidly as they could, jerking on the strap handles to enforce their kicks, and to try for an advantageous position. This was what all of the earlier kicking had been about; setting up the opponent for this onslaught of rapid driving blows. Each girl got as good as she received. That was the payoff.
This was all-out aggressive competition. There was nothing intimate in what they saw of that profane struggle between cunt-stuffed ladies on the coffee table. Both competitors were attempting to force the other into submission by battering the interior of her smooth bald cunt beyond what she could endure.
It was awesome and somehow inspiring to see two well built
young women being so competitive with each other. This obscene demonstration was more sexually stimulating than
anything either girl had ever seen before. For the first time Sharri understood what men saw in a boxing match, a sport in which the object was to give the opponent a concussion.
She had first thought of boxing as barbaric, and her opinion had not changed. Maybe it was the raw sexual violence of the quest to
dominate that she found so highly erotic. These girls were punishing each other in a way that the female body was not intended to be punished. The people who had devised this incredible sport had found a remarkable new and exciting use for the female reproductive organs.
This sport combined the best of human dimensions. It satisfied the sexual drives that are triggered by the sight of female nudity, it provided release of aggressive instincts through the violence of the act, it allowed the participants to extend and test their ability to give and take punishment, and it provided gratification that comes from gambling on the outcome.
It was feminine, it was sexual in nature, it was brutal, it was outrageous, it was violent, and it was totally illegal. It was, in short, all of the things that made a sporting idea become great.
Sharri’s eyes shone with excitement as she saw what was really
happening on top of that table. Now she understood what was in it for these shameless exhibitionists.
Even as they screamed with each powerful blow, she recognized they were screams of ecstasy. Each of the naked contestants was getting a monster power-fuck from that incredible dildo, driven by the force of her opponent’s powerful kicks. There was no intimacy in what she was witnessing.
What she saw was raw, violent sex. It was pure sexual gratification that drew these girls into the bizarre sport, and it was the promise of more and more and more kept them there.
She looked at Andra, and the look on Andra’s face told her they were thinking the same thing. This sport was lewd, it was profane, it was dangerous, and it was, above all, perfect for both of them.
She smiled knowingly at her friend, and the two grinned eagerly at each other. This was how to get the orgasm to end all orgasms. Men were involved only as leering spectators. They saw the excitement of the other girls watching, and knew that they were
all in. If she and Andra did not take part, they would be left out.
This was going to be a long night. The two naked women on the table were in a frenzy of attack. Both had their eyes closed and were screaming at the top of their lungs as they battered each other by kicking the monstrous dildo into the depths of each other’s twat, hammering each other’s uterus.
Their ramrod-stuffed cunts were literally foaming with massive orgasms as they bent their backs, strained on the straps, and their curvaceous thighs and calves flexed with all the power of kicking that dildo all the way into the other’s cunt – kicking each other in the cunt for all they were worth.
Suddenly one of them screamed ‘STOP’! She screamed it at the top of her lungs, and stopped returning the vicious kicks. She screamed “STOP!” over and over, and the other girl kept kicking, now more viciously than before. It was as if she had waited for that cry of submission to give her opponent her best shots, to do maximum damage to the battered uterus!
“The rules state that they have to say stop twelve times before the event is decided, and they can’t quit during the preliminary fifty kicks.” the man explained to Sharri. “That is to ensure that when one of the competitors screams “stop”, she means it. Sometimes they are so enraptured that they don’t realize they are calling the game off by surrendering.
It’s a good rule, and they all know about it. It also means that if the other girl is holding back her best shots, she still has time to get them in. That’s the whole point of the game.”
“God, they must be sore inside after all of that cunt-kicking,” Sharri said. “I mean, a woman’s cunt and uterus can only take so much! It’s not just her pussy, but her whole womb, her uterus, her ovaries, her whole insides are being mercilessly pounded!”
“That’s a good point,” the man said. “What interests the gamblers is how much a woman’s cunt can take. As you can see, the vagina is a very tough receptacle, and these ladies are living proof of that. Of course, when they have problems, tenderness from recent internal damage, that’s when they give up.
They don’t do any serious damage, just some bruising, and perhaps the odd muscle-pull. Its just like football in that respect; the girls are always ready to participate again in about a week. Usually they are so eager their managers have to ensure they are okay before they enter them in another bout.
What the sisters did was the amateur level. These pros can really hurt each other, with that pounding to the internal organs, and often a girl is beaten to unconsciousness before she submits. That’s what we call a knockout. Then the rule is they can’t get into another bout for a month, so they’re not too tender.”
“It can be really dangerous, then.” Sharri said.
“Not at all. There is always a doctor present in case of accidental injury. He always takes women to his private clinic, and there they recover and are released, I think, completely healed. He must talk them out of returning to the sport, because we never see the bitches again.
“The pounding these ladies so willingly take does somewhat affect other internal organs, such as the bladder, the kidneys, the liver and of course the stomach. Any mild bruising I’m sure is always temporary, but as a protection, when they’re hit on the inside hard enough, their body becomes unconscious.
“I’m not sure how that works, but it always does before any real damage can be done. We see it happen all the time, and later the ladies are always fine, honest. This is just a demonstration, but in a real bout, with gambling, there are extra points for a knockout. Once a participant shouts stop, she is not allowed to kick, or use any visible sign of resistance.
“The opponent has until the twelfth scream after that to kick her unconscious, and about a quarter of the time they succeed. With a knockout, the payoff to the winner is doubled, so they really go for it. Tonight she is just getting some extra practice, while getting her opponent back for some of her more vicious kicks. I’m sure you all realize this sport is really just some good clean fun.
THE END OF CHAPTER TWO