Chapter 16
Games People Play

“While Fang figures out a selection process for the deflowering; let me tell you how Gyni came to the BSA.” Nana said. “Aditi, as she’s known to the outside world was the first slave that we actually bought at the BSA. As you might well guess, we aren’t the only ones in this business. We deal in A-grade material, while the others deal in, well, the others.” Nana added pompously. “Aditi was kidnapped and summarily raped by a rather violent group of slavers. She was then that she was forced to do all those corny movies that she did. Weren’t you, Gyni?” Aditi was now in the process of cleaning up Diya’s wound but she nodded her head in affirmation. Nana was still behind her, kneading her buttocks. “This group of slavers is, like I mentioned, rather violent. They don’t kill their slaves, but do come close. The brain behind their operation is a crazed old sadist. He was responsible in part for driving that yesteryears’ hottie Parveen Babi mad. Parveen was a delicate little thing and I guess four men whipping her while she was suspended, and being fucked by a dog was rather too much for her.”

“You forgot the 5 kg weights tied to her tits.” Fang reminded him. 

“Oh yeah! I think there was a vibrator stuck up her ass as well, or was it a red hot poker?  And then there was Mamta Kulkarni. They had her clitoris removed when they found out that she was actually enjoying her torture. (Mamta had been a gangster’s moll for long, and torture was a daily kink). Poor Mamta, she couldn’t even get aroused anymore. It was only pain all the way. Then there was Neha of the ‘Kareeb’ fame. They decided her breasts were too pretty to have any blemishes on them, so they cut her nipples off! In any case, it was this group of maniacs that had enslaved Gyni. We heard, and couldn’t bear to see such beautiful meat being destroyed. So we swapped her for one of our slaves. Gyni was a good value addition to the club. She’s a gynaecologist by profession. She helps out as our nurse cum doctor cum cum-receptacle. She’s grateful to us for having rescued her. She’s one of the few slaves who have given us no worries. Well almost, whenever she steps the line, a little walloping and she’s set straight. You are grateful, aren’t you darling?” Nana asked giving the butts a particularly hard squeeze. Aditi winced but nodded again. 

The reality was a little different. Aditi wasn’t particularly grateful, but she knew this was as good as it got. She had actually seen her previous masters beat a small time porn actress close to death because she had refused to straddle a horse, or rather, let the horse straddle her. And Aditi had been chosen as the replacement! She had been ‘bought’ just in time. The men at the BSA were kinky, but like Fang and Nana hated a gory splashing of blood. They were more likely to come up with ingenious ideas to humiliate the girls but bodily damage was rare. And besides, a mention of Kaira’s name usually melted Nana’s heart, and he went easy on her. 

“Who the hell did you swap for this beaut?” SRK asked. 

“Oh, that third rate slut Antara. She was supposed to be the next Urmila for a while, and some of our clients thought that with that extra thin frame of hers she’d have an excruciatingly tight pussy. They wanted her, so we fetched her. She wasn’t very difficult to train, but she lost her appeal soon. Gyni’s captors wanted her, and we didn’t mind. Perhaps now you understand why she looks fagged out now-a-days. She’s become their favorite torture plaything. She’s got a school-girlish look, and that’s really hot in the Gulf countries. That’s where most of these porn movies are sold. I think the last one was Antara aur Santra. She had half a dozen fake wooden oranges stuffed up her holes. The screams that you’ll hear on that video are real!” Nana concluded. By now Aditi had moved to Shilpa. Nana hadn’t followed her. He had bent behind Diya to check out the damage. “Nothing that won’t heal” he concluded aloud. 

Vivek had taken charge of Shilpa. He ordered Aditi to give her the “782”. Aditi looked unsure but a sharp twist on her nipples made her leave her professional considerations aside. She quickly took out a 15ml injection. Vivek held a struggling Shilpa tight as entire contents of the syringe was squeezed into her. Shilpa was feeling better immediately.  She stopped struggling. All her nausea was gone. In fact a strange kind of warmth was spreading through her body. It spread from her butt, where the injection had been given to her pussy, then down to her legs, and up to her chest. She felt the warmth spread to her boobs, right up to the nipple. Then it rose and when she felt it in her head she suddenly realized that she just had to FUCK! Her primordial instincts had been heightened. She looked around and smiled at everything that remotely resembled a penis. Involuntarily her hand reached down to her pussy and she started to rub her clit. Vivek swooped down and held her arms apart. 

“No dear, good girls don’t frig publicly!” he said. 

“Please master, I need to!” Shilpa answered. 

“Beg Anty, beg” 

“Please master, I need to… I need to frig so bad!” 

“Hmmm, here’s something you’d want even more…” Vivek said fishing out a vibrator.

Shilpa almost made a grab for it. 

“No dear, you have to do our job before you get this. Follow me on all fours.” Vivek said. He then walked backwards, Shilpa followed lustily as he waved the vibrator in front of her. They came to a spot in the room where there was a video-camera on a tripod. He positioned the camera towards her face. “Now tell us what you want.”

“I want the vibrator, please!” 

“Why? Tell us slave, what will you do with this fake penis? Be creative!”

“I will switch it on and stick it inside my filthy pussy. I’m a whore, I need to be fucked. I need the artificial penis. My hole’s big; I can take two men at the same time. Please let me have the vibrator!” Shilpa was incongruent but the lust on her face more than made up for it. 

“More!”

“I like big hairy cocks. I like to lick them, then, eat them. I like pole dancing. I’m a dirty girl. I need a man to make me feel womanly. I give boob jobs, and take it up even in my ass. Pllllllllllease maaaaaster… I need it!” 

“Are you ready to be filmed? Do I have your consent?” Vivek asked. 

In her desire Shilpa forgot the legal ramifications of her next sentence. 

“Yessss! You have my consent! You can have my hole too… just give me the vibrator.” 

Vivek threw the vibrator towards her and started concentrating on filming her. Shilpa spread out on the floor. With one hand she was rubbing her clit. With the other she was slamming the fake penis in and out of her. She looked like a true porn queen.

“Well! I’ve figured it out!” announced Fang. “We will have a competition, and the winner will be Thorny’s first mate. This contest is open only to those with REAL penises.” He gave Karish a cold stare. She melted. “Since it’s going to be Thorny’s first screw, we have to choose a partner who is sensitive to a woman’s wants. Here’s what we’re going to do: Each of us will chose a slut. The aim is to make your slut cum. You can have her sleeping, standing, upside down, if you want, but YOU must make her cum. She cannot use her hands. You can use whichever part of your body you want. The first one to make his slut cum, wins! I choose Bouncing Czech for myself. You guys find a slut soon, while I kiss lady luck to bless me with good fortune. We do not begin till I say GO” Fang then proceeded to kiss Shefali’s unopened pussy. Shefali was taken by surprise. She tried to move her hips away, but this caused her so much pain that she gave up the attempt. “Thorny, jaldi hi tujhe Kaanta Lagega!” he smiled. 

Everyone was eager to screw Thorny, and the men had quickly chosen their partners. Most of the men had chosen to have their partner sleeping so it was quite a sight to see top heroines of Bollywood lying in a row beside each other with their legs splayed open. Jackie had elected that Aishwarya stand, while Vivek had taken his place behind the still-bound Diya. “Better cum quickly, or it’ll be painful later!” he whispered in Diya’s ear. 

Among the women who lay side by side, the first was Yana. Fang was in front of her. She seemed to be enjoying this! “I got feeling we ween this! Make me cum master!” she said with a twinkle in her eye. Why was Fang not surprised? 

Beside her lay Esha. Esha was giving Hrithik nasty looks. He wasn’t even looking. He had anchored his thumb in Esha’s ass. That’d prevent her from moving away. Esha on the other hand was determined to teach Hrithik a lesson. She had made up her mind not to come no matter what. 

Next were Nana and Karish. Nana had his head over her pussy, intending to lick Karish into coming. Karish’s legs were locked behind Nana’s neck. As always, Karish was determined to win! 

SRK had chosen Aditi. The thongs were off. The neatly trimmed, jet-black bush over the ivory white skin was a sight to cherish. Not that SRK had noticed. He never had time for such subtleties. He wanted to gain Shefali as a trophy, and he’d kill to achieve it. Since he couldn’t actually kill the competition, nor bribe his way through, he knew he’d have to really try hard. 

The last pair was the dark horses. No, they hadn’t a chance in the world of winning, but they were dark nonetheless. Bips who stood a foot taller than her ‘lover’, was looking bored with no hope of winning. Johnny was leering down at her pussy with his frog-in-a-blender eyes. 

Nana had asked Nagma to keep an eye on Shilpa, lest she run away. But Shilpa seemed in no mood to run away. She was too full of animal passion. She had already cummed twice with the vibrator, and was now fucking the handle of the mop that had been Ash’s torment for long. But Shilpa was in no pain; in fact she was thoroughly enjoying herself. 

All the guys laughed as Fang said “Thorny hear our sluts cum!” pointing to his ear. Then he said again in a different, more forceful tone “Here our sluts come! All set, GO!” 

The next few minutes were straight out of a porn movie. There were screams of joy, there were screams of pain. “Oh my GAWD, FUCK!” seemed to be the most popular anthem. 

From a third person’s view, it’d  be clear that Jackie and Johnny weren’t going to win.
Jackie was rubbing Ash’s entire pussy with his palm. Ash wished she could tell him how it was done, but she was too afraid of an outburst. Johnny had not only started late, he was hardly frigging Bips. He seemed mesmerized by her pussy. 

Amongst the others: though Vivek was trying hard, Diya was just too tired to be stimulated. She took the frigging impassively. She felt nothing but total degradation. 

If SRK had been a little more sensitive, he’d have spoken to Aditi and discovered that she was turned on rather quickly, but she required to be rubbed in just the right spot. But SRK was too involved in his own world to take notice of her. All her saw was a pussy. A pussy he had to frig!

Nana was at Karish’s pussy like a dog. He licked, he teased, he even caught the clit between his teeth. Karish was helping too, raising her hips to meet his mouth. They really seemed to have hit it off.

On the other hand, Esha’s determination seemed to be paying off. Hrithik was trying hard though. He rubbed his fingers over her clit. With his other hand he was gently caressing the nipples. Esha had to admit that Hrithik wouldn’t have made a bad lover. Her nipples were already erected. She decided to withdraw her resistance. She tried to forget her surroundings and to start enjoying the sensations. But it was too late…

Fang had won. Yana was screaming at the top of her voice! “YESSSSSSSS!” she screamed in pleasure. “We WEEEEEEENNNNNNN!!!! AAAAHHHHH!!!!!” The Ben-Wa balls had almost shot out of her pussy. Her pussy had been excessively teased that evening, she’d had her release only now. Rivers of cum flowed from her pussy. Her hips buckled madly. It was the finest and most powerful orgasm she’d ever had.

Fang had an appreciative smile on his face as he looked at Yana lying spent, after her orgasm was finally over. She looked beautiful. He was proud of his choice. And she was smiling at him, the same innocent smile that had hooked him when he saw her for the first time in the cosmetic commercial. 

Just about then Karish came violently. Her legs latched around Nana’s neck, pulled in convulsively, burying Nana’s head into her crotch. For the moment, she looked in control. Her hips were buckling too. She screamed like an animal, emitting deep guttural sounds. 

The others had given up. Ash gave a sharp yelp as Jackie slapped her hard on the crotch! The others were much more graceful in accepting their defeat, congratulating Fang. Fang noticed Hrithik smiling slightly at Esha, and she smiling back, her eyes cast down. He knew things were going to be okay. Esha had found her perfect master, and Hrithik had found his ideal slave. SRK and Aditi were apart, like they didn’t know each other. Johnny was still mesmerized by the dark crotch. Vivek was caressing a weeping Diya. He finally seemed to have developed some pity for her. She looked at him with longing eyes. 

“May I free Diya?” Vivek asked. 

“If you want to, your call!” answered Fang. Vivek started to untie Diya, and to help her to her feet. Diya was finally free, but despite being freed, she was still lying slumped, on the table. Vivek then picked her up and carried her over to a sofa. He lay her down on her stomach and started rubbing her calves and her thighs. Almost two hours of her position had left Diya with no feeling in her legs. She looked back at Vivek gratefully as she actually started to feel some sensation. Her joy was however short lived. Nana stood right beside her. 

“So Pussy, are you ready now? Or is it going to take some more punishment to convince you?” he asked her gruffly. 

“Yes!” she replied weakly. 

“You want more torture? I’m glad to oblige…Daphne…”

“Noooooooo!” Diya almost screamed! “I’m ready to obey! Anything! Please, no more torture. Every part of my body aches!”

“Let’s see whether you are really ready, or just faking it. Driver ko chuuso!” 

Diya was reluctant, but she promptly went down to Vivek’s fly and unzipped his pants. She fumbled around till she found his cock. She was starting to get up to carry out her task when Nana stopped her. “That’s enough. Don’t give us any trouble, and we won’t give you any. Daphne, take Pussy away and teach her the basics. And do NOT use force. If she refuses, just call one of us and we’ll take care of it. Dismissed!” 

Nana was surprised how quickly Diya had learnt. When Karish was leading her out of the room, she had automatically gone down on all fours and was following her like a quadruped. 

Meanwhile, Fang had offered Yana a job. She was to be his personal slave: doing as he said, never questioning, always obedient. Yana wasn’t exactly Einstein but realized that it was better being owned by one person that to be whored around to many. Besides, she had just discovered her submissive side and Fang seemed the perfect master: Neither too loud nor too easy. She accepted the offer. 

“Good girl!” Fang congratulated her. “Your first job and I get a raise! Get me up Czech! I have a pussy to shred!” 

Yana squatted and took Fang’s member in her mouth. It didn’t need much working on, being semi-hard in any case. But Yana was enjoying it. Her pussy was involuntarily moistening. As she felt her pleasure increasing, she sucked faster and faster. Soon Fang’s member stood proud. 

“Bips stop being such an exhibitionist! Free Thorny’s legs. It’s time I made her a woman!” Fang ordered Bips. She had been lying on the ground, letting Johnny stare at her pussy lecherously. This wasn’t an offence, but she was on her feet immediately, leaving Johnny muttering and making one of his common contorted ‘I-don’t-understand-the-world’ faces. 

“Nana, Fang, can I have a word with you guys?” Hrithik broke in. 

“Bolo?” 

“Can I have Esha assigned to me exclusively?”

“We don’t usually sell slaves. And Fattie happens to be a favorite of ours.” Nana said. “What do you have to offer?” 

Hrithik looked blank. 

“I have an indecent proposal to make.” Fang said bluntly. “You have a rather attractive packet cooped up at home. She’s too good a waif to be kept under wraps like that. Are you willing to trade Esha for her? We don’t usually deal in married women. It creates unnecessary complications if the husband turns out to be an uxorious dumb-fuck. So here’s what I have in mind: Suzanne, in exchange for Esha and a permanent job at the BSA as a trainer. That means free access to our harem of slaves. How does that sound?”

“Umm… I dunno…!”

“Take your time to decide. It might interest you to know that Daphne’s not the only Kapoor who’s a member of our academy. Her enfant terrible sister is a slave too.” Fang said, grinning. He knew he had the deal.

“WHAT? Done! Just don’t harm my pretty wife too much.” Hrithik said.

“Don’t worry. As a trainer, you’ll have a say in deciding her training program. And she’s so delicate… we’ll treat her like a princess. Only for our personal pleasure… in fact, it may turn out better for you in bed as well! Fattie is hereby sold. She will continue ‘business’ for the BSA, but Hrithik will now decide when and with who. Remember to sign the contract before you leave. Bips, is Thorny ready? Good! Remove her gag, there’s no sound sweeter than a virgin’s first wail! And oh yeah, get Fattie a ‘belt’ ” Nana said. 

Bips removed Shefali’s gag. Fang positioned himself. Shefali was yelling desperate protests, hoping for a last minute miracle to happen…

End of Chapter 16

WARNING: This is a story and so all the situations are fictional. The author does not condone non-consensual sex. Trying the stuff written in this story can land you in very very major trouble. The author is not responsible for your behaviour AFTER reading this story. (He wasn't even responsible BEFORE you read this story, so there!)