Disclaimer
This is a work of pure fantasy; nothing is real, and all characters are adults. Comments are enabled, and all constructive comments are welcomed; even if you think my story sucks, tell me how it sucks so I can improve the story and as an author. This chapter has no elements of the BBC genie; but continues the sexual adventures of Marty and Gina.
Sharing Gina - Chapter 10
Orgy at Marty's Part Two
Orgy in Progress
The orgy was proceeding well; after three hours, not one slut quit; they were all doing their part to satisfy every man who came to their station. Most had at least two or three black lines marked on their bodies, indicating their success in extracting an orgasm from their male Masters. Cries of pleasure and moaning filled the dungeon. The women's bodies were covered in sweat and cum. Cum was both sticky wet, as well as dry, which was applied to their bodies after verifying success to earn a point. When a guy came in a slut's mouth, she would have to hold his entire load until the judge arrived at her station; she then spit a load of cum into the judge's cupped hands. Once satisfied, the judge would wipe a load of cum into the contestant's hair, face and neck.
When a man deposited his load into a slut's pussy, the judge would verify success by having her squeeze as much cum out of her pussy as possible and wipe it on her thighs or her legs. While this didn't remove all of the evidence of a previous guy's load, it was enough to verify success to issue her a point. This was also one of the reasons her male escort was not allowed to be one of her participants; it helped to ensure no cheating. Although it was possible that an accomplice to claim a fake orgasm to try to earn a point for a particular slut, it was unlikely since couples would want their partner to win, and the single males did not know any of the couples before this event.
One of the male guests broke the rules and tried to break the line and sneak back to one of the sluts he had already fucked, but Ginger quickly detected him with the surveillance system. Carl and Fred roughly escorted him outside, pushing him out the front door onto the porch naked and tossing his clothes after him. After that, no one else attempted to violate the contest rules.
Several sluts had taken at least one break so far, they could get a drink or use the bathroom, but they were strictly forbidden to wash the cum and sweat off their bodies. The dungeon restroom was just an open alcove with a toilet and sink. The toilet paper was the only sanitary convenience allowed. Many male guests, who had already shot their load and were still recovering, were openly leering at the sluts on the toilet, trying to relieve themselves. It's funny; many of the sluts had no trouble with multiple men using her mouth and pussy for their pleasure, but when it came time to pee, they had difficulty starting a stream of piss while men were watching them.
Marty had cum twice doing the event, and while he was also the ringmaster for this circus, he was not going to deny himself the pleasure it offered him. The judges were enjoying the erotic event as well; while not allowed to participate, they openly masturbated with their fingers while watching the debauchery unfolding before them, waiting to verify the next contestant's point score.
With three hours to go, Marty could see the strain was beginning to show on some of the sluts faces. He wouldn't be surprised if at least a few of them caved to the constant demands for their attention and bodies. While he guaranteed anonymity, he planned on offering the losers various options to reduce the punishment they were to receive, anything from signing a release form to allowing him to publicity release videos of them getting punished, without their identifies blurred, of course, to trading punishment for tattoos or body piercings.
Master Thomas assured him that he was an expert in inflicting pain; after a few lashes from his whip, they would be not only willing but eager to accept any alternative Marty offered. He already had the approval of several husbands and boyfriends on what tattoos or piercing they would like to see their partner decorated with, assuming they lost.
Marty loved to decorate women with the markings of ownership, be that a tramp stamp, degrading words or phrases, tattoos on their bodies, or body piercings. It really didn't matter to him that he wasn't the sluts owner, just the fact that they displayed such ownership for all to see, willing or not. The subjugation of women was something of a high for Marty.
On the surface, it seemed Marty was generous, hosting an event with no admission required, free food and booze, paying for the staff, and offering sixteen thousand dollars in prize money to boot. In reality, Marty would be making a considerable profit from his event. The seventeen of the single men at the event paid five hundred dollars each to attend. That alone covered half of the prize money.
Next, each would be offered the opportunity to carry out punishments for a fee, of course. With sixteen losing contestants, if a total of 135 lashes of punishment were to be carried out, it would have added up to a pretty penny. Master Thomas expressed concern that he would not be able to avoid scaring their tender flesh if he had to whip any slut more than fifteen times. There were only so many places on a body he could use his whip on; repeated lashes on the same place would cause scares and permanent whip marks. So Marty agreed to reduce the total number of whippings. Deducing the first free strike by each slut's escort, and the Ninety lashes that Master Thomas would be delivered personally, that was twenty-nine lashes Marty would sell at one hundred dollars a strike.
This was all theoretical of course; once they felt the pain of the whip, they would agree to anything Marty suggested. The videos on the dark web of actual torture of women, not simulated or faked, were very valuable. Assuming the single women who attended the event lost, he would sell to the highest bidder what degrading tattoos they were forced to decorate their bodies with. Others he planned on forcing them to sign waivers to allow their part in the event to be added to his porn site. He calculated the event would be worth at least ten thousand in immediate profit; then, he would collect residuals for years afterward.
With less than an hour to go, one of the sluts could take no more; she pulled the lever, signaling her capitulation. The light over her station went from a bright light to a dim glow. The judges had to pull a male who was so engrossed in banging her that he didn't notice the change in lighting. He didn't put up a fight we is was told to stop; he just moved to the next lighted station in the line. Next, they attached a manacle to her leg to keep her from wandering off. Marty, still recovering from his orgasm, went over to see who his first victim would be. She was an attractive White brunette, maybe early thirties; her tits were a decent size and not too saggy. He didn't know her, but her escort rushed over to comfort her. She didn't have any tattoos or piercings other than the temporary tattoo Pam had given her yesterday. Her escort looked directly at Marty and smiled at him; Marty recognized him.
Before the announcement of the event, Marty approached various couples. He observed which woman didn't have any piercings or tattoos. He pulled the man aside and saw if he wished his partner was more open to body decoration. In most cases, they were, but said their partner flatly refused their attempts to convince her to get any. He then asked how much it would be worth to them if I could get her to agree to anything he desired. When they agreed they would pay, Marty set the price at three grand. Marty smiled back; after Master Thomas was finished with her, she would be leaving here in the morning with new tattoos and piercings, and she would have signed waivers to would allow him to show videos of her part in the orgy and whippings.
During the last few minutes of the event, the judges walked around to every station and locked a manacle around one of the contest's legs. This was to ensure they didn't try to sneak out to avoid punishment. The event ended at 2 am sharp; he awarded prizes to the winners; the first-place winner had six marks, and the second and third-place winners had five marks each. Marty said they could either split the winnings or have a square-off to see who would be awarded second place.
They both agreed to split the winnings; they were too exhausted to endure anymore. So, three grand to each of them, the fourth place winner got nothing, but she wouldn't be punished. The judges released the four winners; they could leave now or stick around for the second part of the show. Only one couple called it a night; one of the women tied for second place. Marty thanked them for coming and hoped to see them at his next event.
With all of the other lighting dimmed, a bright spotlight was switched on in the center of the dungeon; two manacles on chains were lowered from the ceiling, and another set of manacles were attached to chains to recessed rings in the floor. Without some protest, the first victim was roughly handled and was soon spread eagle in the center of the room.
