Jezebel's

Today's the best day of the week - Sunday. After keeping a butt plug in my ass (except to attend to my *ahem* needs) all week, and not letting myself cum and not letting anyone fuck me, I'm always sooooo horny by the end of the week. I have to be, to be able to submit myself to the torture that happens every week on Sunday evenings.

The pavilion is packed, as usual - more so than any other day of the week - and I check the list. Each category has over a dozen votes. Unless I can last thirty minutes in the machine without cumming - which, besides being impossible, is bad for business - I'm getting fucked in the ass by at least a dozen men tonight.

I clench my thighs together; I'm already dripping, and I haven't even been strapped onto the machine yet! I step up onto the stage, and my assistant hands me a microphone.

"Whores and customers, your attention please." Everyone stops what they're doing - I know that my beauty can command a room, even distracting men and women on the brink of orgasm. "The time has come," I smile, and chuckles fill the pavilion, "for our Sunday show." I hand the microphone back to my assistant and turn to walk to the machine, and men and women alike whistle appreciatively at my bare ass. I smile flirtatiously, waving to hide the nervousness Sundays always bring.

"Ms Jezebel is going to step into the machine now," my assistant narrates as I do so. I close my eyes as straps and chains are closed around parts of my body, listening to her describe what's going to happen. "She will be machine-fucked by a vibrating dildo, her clit will be sucked, her nipples will be clamped and she will have to suck a dildo. Any time she stops sucking, she will be spanked by that paddle until she continues. This will go on for thirty minutes," she says as I lower my pussy over the massive vibrator and close my lips around the dildo in front of me, "throughout which Ms Jezebel will try not to cum. Mind you, she hasn't been able to cum since LAST Sunday, so she usually fails." Some more laughs go up from the crowd. "Those who guessed the correct number of minutes it takes her to cum will get to fuck her in the ass. Remember, form a line! I don't want any fistfights like last week. Those who permanently injure Ms Jezebel - or any other whore - will be castrated. This is your final warning. Whores also have the opportunity to vote; those who guess correctly will be allotted a prize of oral from the whores whose bets were the furthest away. Ms Jezebel, your thirty minutes start... now!"

Instantly I have to start sucking the dildo in front of me to avoid the paddle already threatening to spank my vulnerable ass. The vibrator and clit-sucker take a few more seconds to start up, but once they do, I instantly start moaning around the dildo and try to raise my hips to avoid my clit being overstimulated - but the straps hold me in place, pressed tightly against the vibrating machine.

"Mngh, ungh, ngghhh..." I moan, struggling to keep sucking while holding off my rising orgasm. Seconds that feel like eternities pass, and I manage a glance at the ginormous digital stopwatch displayed in the pavilion - I've only lasted a minute!

"AH!" I scream as I realise my momentary pause alerted the sensors in the dildo that I was being a bad slut, and my ass was spanked a few times before I managed to wrap my mouth around it again and keep running my tongue up and down it. I can barely hear the crowd laughing at my humiliation, I'm just concentrating on the dildo in front of me and the orgasm fast approaching.

I can't hold it off any longer - I scream in ecstasy as my orgasm rips through me, pain intermingling with pleasure as the machine spanks me for daring to stop blowing it. I think I receive about twenty smacks in total before my orgasm dies down and I can return to the dildo in front of me. "Only three minutes!" I hear my assistant scream into the microphone, and I almost start to cry when I realise I've subjected myself to 27 more minutes of being fucked in my already-sensitive pussy, let alone the hours to come.

"Unfgh, unfgh, gah, mnnghh..." I groan around the machine's dildo as I continue to be mercilessly fucked by the massive vibrator, and I think I'm about to cum again when I try to distract myself from the sensations.

How many men voted for three minutes?

28, I remember, all regulars who knew that it doesn't take me long to cum on the machine. 28 cocks in my ass, one after the other. If they're regulars, I think, still trying to distract myself from the machine sucking my clit and ruthlessly fucking me, they've probably won before, so likely knew not to get themselves too hard before fucking me. That's averaging 20 minutes per man.

Another orgasm distracts me from my line of thought, and I scream as the machine again punishes me for letting go of the dildo in front of me. I twitch and spasm against my bindings, my nipples twisting cruelly from the movement, and I hear a round of applause go up for the show I'm putting on.

'My ass must be bright red,' I think as I resume fellatio on the ruthless monster I'm tied to. 'What was I thinking about? Right, 20 minutes each from 28 men. That's-'

"Ah!" I cry as I'm punished again, and I redouble my efforts. '20 minutes, 28 cocks, that's 520 minutes in total, which is... how many hours?' My thinking is again cut short when the vibrator hits my G-spot, and I scream hoarsely as my third orgasm of the night ruins me. By this point I've given up on sucking the dildo and gladly receive my spankings to distract from my hypersensitive pussy and clit.

"Ungh, ungh, unhg!" I cry after each 'thwack' of the paddle, trying to keep it out of mind. '520 minutes is the same as 40 minutes plus 480 minutes, which is... 8 hours and 40 minutes!' I check the stopwatch, and thank God, it's nearly over.

"3!" chants the crowd.

"2!"

"1!"

The machine slows and stops, and I pant, totally exhausted. Behind me, I can hear the all-too familiar sound of men arguing, and I brace myself for the next 8 to 9 hours of sexual torment.

The first cock thrusts into me without warning, and I scream in surprise - then continue to scream as the machine starts up again and my poor ass suffers another blow. He fucks me quickly, almost as fast as the machine, and my mouth struggles to keep a grip on the dildo in front of me, making obscene slurping and grunting noises. He finishes just as quickly and pulls out, but the machine keeps fucking me and I keep moaning around the dildo. As the second cock enters me, I feel the familiar darkness of unconsciousness seeping in. 'Please,' I think, 'let me sleep through this.' There's no answer, but I know that whether I wake up in a few minutes, in a few hours or at the end of my torture, one thing is certain. I'm not going to be able to walk tomorrow.