The Club of Pain

Prostitutes and their young daughters perform in front of rich Ladies and Gentlemen in a private club in 1880’s London.

The four “horses”, naked women on there hands and knees were being led around the floor of the club by their naked riders, who just happened to be their daughters that ranged in age from 13 to 15 . “Riders” said a voice in the darkness,” bring your mounts back to the start line please “, and a couple of minutes later the same voice announced “Riders Up” and the girls climbed onto their Mothers backs. Four women stood by the “horses” telling the young riders to” bend their legs backwards” there ankles were tied one each side of the “horses” back, and then a short rope went over the horses back or butt depending how big the horse was to keep them in place .
“Have all bets been placed ,” said the voice from the darkness, and a murmur came op from the crowd indicating they had, riding whips were handed to the riders and the voice said “twice around the red posts, “are you ready, 3 ,2, 1 ,GO.”
It is said that in London in the late 1800’s one in three women worked as prostitutes, just to make ends meet, so it was very easy for Private Clubs ,(where rich Gentlemen and some very ungentle like Ladies went for entertainment ) to supply their members with all the entertainment they could possibly require.
The promise of half a years salary for a woman working as a washerwoman or a domestic servant ,even a factory worker, had them signing a cross for their signature on a contract , and when told that if they had a daughter between the ages of 13 and 16 who had yet to have been used by a man they would be paid double a full years salary, very few women asked what they would be required to do, and to tell you the truth at the time they didn’t really care .
Some spent a few seconds thinking about their child, they would ask but only get a vague answer, and they guessed that sex was going to be involved, but the thought was soon dismissed when the interviewer mentioned the thirty shillings she would get, for the two of them, and after all wasn’t your daughter going to end up giving up her virginity for nothing to someone who said he loved her and then was never seen again.
The race began and after only half of the first lap it was obvious that horse number 3 was struggling to keep up with the others,she was a chubby woman with huge breast, that swung as she tried to hurry down the course, and her daughter on her back was going to be an exact copy of her Mother, she was already chubby and at 14 had breasts as big as a 20 year old, that bounced up and down almost in time with her Mothers swinging breasts.
By the time the winning horse crossed the line, poor number 3 was still rounding the red pole at the far end of the course, a good 30 yards behind the winner, Members were laughing and shouting for the rider ” to use the whip on her Mother”, but the child seem quiet confused and just sat there trying to keep her balance as her Mother began to slow down completely before finally amongst roars of laughter falling onto her belly, never to complete the course.
While the winners were being handed a silver shilling as their prize the looser number 3 and her daughter had be untied ,helped up and were taken behind a curtain at one end of the room and were standing on a small stage watching some men carry in what looked like some some stocks.
The horse received a sharp crack across her bottom by a man who ordered her back on her knees, then to crawl forward and place her head and hands through the bottom half of the wooden stocks, the top was lowered and locked and a long low wooden padded box was placed under her belly, horse number 3 was now ready for extra training ,the club was going to teach her a lesson for failing to complete the course .
A scantily dressed tall amazon woman climbed the two steps onto the stage to a rousing round of applause from the members , the voice welcomed Queen Cobra to the stage. Horse number 3 wondered who it was and why she was there and what was happening, she soon found out as Queen Cobra let her coiled snake skin whip unravel, and standing back a few paces took a practise swing at horse number 3 buttocks. There was no noise from the whip as the end landed on the woman buttocks, Queen Cobra was standing to close to her victim, over 6 inches of the whip had hit the womans ass causing her to scream in a combination of surprise and pain, which were followed by begging cries for her assailant not to whip her again.
The woman with the whip moved back a foot or so smiled at her invisible audience watching in the darkness, laid the black snake on the ground before swinging it in the direction of the begging woman who begged no longer once the crack of the whip was heard ,the only noise coming from horse number 3 was a blood curdling scream that must have been heard all the way across London,.
As her sobbing began to recede 4 more strokes of the snake which made the poor woman wish she were dead, landed on her pale bottom, leaving terrible red slashes across both cheeks..
Queen Cobra moved to one side and carefully eyed the distance from herself to the screaming woman, raising the whip she cracked it through the air the tip of the whip landing on the poor punished woman’s cunt,there was no cry of pain, she had fainted and her naked body laid still as the members gave Queen Cobra only smattering of applause,they had appreciated her skill but making the woman faint had taken away there fun of hearing her screams.
After the curtain was pulled across the stage to covered the poor woman’s still body her daughter, the rider of number 3 was led onto the stage . She was crying after seeing her poor Mother be so terribly brutalized , but she had no idea that standing naked on the stage she was about to be sold to the highest bidder,who would then have the pleasure of organising the way the young girl was to be turn her from a child to a woman.
The bidding was slow, chubby women and girls were not exactly in demand at the club, many members had one at home, they were called the wife but eventually the voice said “five guineas once,
five guineas twice , going, going ,sold ” ,and Jockey number 3 had been sold to a Mrs. Homewood a 50 year old widow whose husband had left her a small fortune upon his passing ,so she was now able to enjoy her favorite pastime, watching women suffer at what she jokingly called the meat market .
Fifteen minutes later the curtains were opened ,Horse number 3 had been revived, but still lay on her belly with her head and wrists in the stocks and her brutally red striped buttocks in the air ,thanks to the low box under her hips. Her daughter laid along her back ,the girls feet tied wide apart to a couple of rings in the wooden floor, her hands tied to the top of the stocks and her butt in the air.
She was whispering to her Mother asking her what was going to happen,were they going to whip her like they had her Mother, If she had been able to look behind her she would have been able to answer the question for herself, because there stood Mrs Susan Homewood naked apart from a huge white ivory penis strapped on to her body where her cunt should have been.
Playing to her audience she strolled around the stage rubbing her hand backwards and forwards as if she were a man masterbating the ivory giant which was too big around for her fingers to touch and at ten inches in length with a golf ball sized head she intended on using on the unsuspecting young rider of horse number 3.
As she started to approach the two bound females the members watching became silent, stepping between the Mothers open legs Mrs. Susan Homewood bought a shriek from the young rider as she ran her fingers up the girls cunt lips, then a scream of “NNNOOO” as she inserted her finger into the girls dry cunt.
It was as she wiggled her finger around in the young riders pussy that the horse began to beg saying ” please please don’t do anything to my daughter, she is only 14 and has never done anything before ” . Mrs Susan Homewood pulled back from her position between the horses outstretched legs and slowly walk around the stage to stand in front of the woman’s head. Grabbing hold of the horses hair she pulled her head up and hissed ” suck it bitch ,suck it,”as she forced the big round head between horse number 3 lips and teeth.
She was soon throat fucking the poor woman, making her gag with each push of the solid penis, pulling it out of her mouth she hissed at the woman ,” that’s all the lubricant your daughter is going to get,” and she hurried around to stand behind the now crying girl.
Mrs.Susan Homewood let out a laugh , but it was drowned out by the rider of horse number 3’s cry of pain as the big head of her weapon parted the poor girls cunt lips and an inch of the ivory monster came to rest against her hyman . It amused Mrs Susan Homewood greatly to feel everytime she pushed forward very lightly, the resistance of the crying girls hymen against the head of her cock, and just for a moment how she wished she were a man, and could feel it through a real penis,not an ivory one.
All the lights in the area had been turned off ,a single spot light lit the tableau of the three women on the stage, Mrs.Susan Homewood lent forward to take hold of the girls long black heir, pulling it violently she pulled the girls head up so she was looking towards the ceiling, and with one push rider number 3 was no longer a virgin, the scream echoing around the building confirmed that.
For ten minutes Mrs Susan Hatwood brutal fucked the young rider of horse number 3, covered in sweat she would take great delight in pulling the big ivory cock out of the girls cunt to show those watching the blood on the bright white monster, before pushing it back into the girl and starting the screaming and crying all over again.
Finally ,exhausted she slowly stepped back from the horse and rider,and for a minute or two she stood looking at the destroyed cunt of the young chubby girl . Slowly walking to the side of the stage the staff untied the rider and two of them held her as they walked her off the stage . Mrs Susan Homeword with the help of a stiff drink and a a couple of towels began to walk towards the still prone horse,her head and arms still in the stocks ,her ankles still wide apart.
The woman jumped as Mrs.Susan Homewood tapped the ivory monster on her bottom, before she violently pulled the chubby womans butt cheeks apart,holding them open with one hand she lifted the huge head of her imitation cock to the entrance to horse number 3’s ass and pushed hard, causing the poor bitch to scream out loud, a noise that went on for a full two minutes, before little sobs and ” why are you doing this to me ” questions filled up the rest of the poor bitches time spent on the length of Mrs Susan Heywoods ivory giant .
The agony swarming through her body only ended when the rider of horse number 3 ,totally exhausted, fell forward onto the back of the woman she was so brutally analyzing ,totally exhausted and covered in sweat Mrs Susan Haywoods totered backwards into the arms of one of the staff members her, rock hard ivory cock glistening in the spotlight as it roughly slipped from horse number 3’s ass. A long loud round of applause echoed around the room and as Mres Susan Haywood slowly walked from the stage waving one hand in the air in a thanks for the applause.

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