This is the second chapter of the story. To get it in full please read 'The Contract Ch. 01' first.
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Kalina and Rada had not received any attention so far. Neither girl knew whether to be relieved or disappointed. Without being used they had no chance of selection, but one look at poor Violeta's tortured, little body or a thought about Rayna's piss filled belly and their wish to continue faltered. Only the thought of a life of poverty and hopelessness drove them on.
Bogdan and Andrei took the two women and secured them side by side to a whipping frame. Their legs were spread apart and their wrists were secured above their heads. The frame consisted only of two upright posts and an overhead beam so the women could be freely beaten all over their bodies.
Andrei selected a a looped cable device about two feet in length with a phallus shaped plastic handle. Bogdan took a single tail, leather whip.
"Your fate is in the urinal" chuckled Andrei. He held a bowl in front of Rayna and told her to select a slip of paper then read it out.
"Fifteen strokes on the breasts." Read Rayna.
Andrei felt Kalina's large pendulous breasts.
"These will swing well. The cable hurts severely and fifteen is a lot. We will see how you do. You will call out the number of strokes yourself."
He stepped back and the first strike resulted in a loud yelp. The distinctive line of the cable came up in an angry red on Kalina's left tit. After a few seconds delay and a disturbing look from Andrei she recalled and said "one Sir!"
Tim offered a cigarette to Violeta and gestured to her to sit down beside him. They had a good view of the whipping frame. Violeta's gaze was fixed while Andrei continued whipping Kalina's breasts.
Tim lit her cig. "Are you still happy that you came here? You must be very sore."
"It's OK. It hurt much, but I must do this and be best."
"Why must you do it?" A tear was trickling down Violeta's cheek as she replied that her boyfriend had lost his job. They were behind with the rent for their tiny flat and they would soon be thrown out if they could not pay.
Drawing hard on the cigarette she paused before tearfully saying
"I must get thousand euros. I need my home and he will beat me if I don't get money."
"Surely he won't beat you as bad as you have had today."
"Not like that. Cane OK. He angry. Punch and kick."
Tim was shocked. He hadn't thought of such behaviour.
"No surely he won't. He knows you are suffering here to try to get the money you need."
"Not care that. He will hit me." The tears were flowing freely.
Kalina just managed to say "fifteen Sir" after the last stroke landed on her livid tits. Her knees bent so she swung on her upstretched arms for a while before she could struggle upright again. Bogdan passed the camera to Andrei and walked over to Rayna. She took another slip from the bowl.
"Eight strokes on the belly."
Bogdan smiled at Rada. "Lucky girl. You got off lighter than your partner." He positioned himself and flexed the whip to make sure he would hit his target.then his arm went back and the whistle of the whip through the air was followed by a gasp from Rada. A few moments of silence followed.
"We start again and you call out the number this time."
"Oh nooo. Please Sir"
"Shut up. This will be number one. Shout it out clear."
The whip cracked down again on her stomach just a litle higher than previously.
"Aaaaaagh! One Sir."
Violeta continued to gaze at the the two women being beaten in the whipping frame.
"You will have more to come you know." Tim said to her. "You are small. Do you really think you can stand more than these women?"
Tears ran down Viioletta's cheeks and she took a final, long drag on her cigarette. She remained silent.
Rada took her last stroke and sighed loudly as she called out the number. She looked down at her belly criss crossed with fierce red welts.
Andrei called a break. He released the two women from the frame and handed round cigarettes.
Noticing Andrei glancing at her, Rayna quickly said "please Sir. I need to go to the toilet."
Andrei chuckled. "Not only your own piss eh? You got the guys piss in your belly." Rayna's cheeks flushed a little and she looked down.
Andrei went to the cleaning cupboard and came back with a large bucket. "Piss in there. We will see at the end how much piss has gone through our urinal." He chuckled again. The humiliation made Rayna flush even more, but she needed to pee very badly. She squatted over the bucket. After some delay with everybody looking at her a powerful stream of piss began and she put what looked like two or three pints in the bucket.
"Well done girl. Lovely as it has been pissing into Rayna, this business is about women being whipped, not finding how well trained they have been by their husband to take a belly full of piss. You are no longer the urinal Rayna. You can pick a girl to take your place."
"Ooh...I...I don't know Sir."
"If you want a chance of that 1,000 euros you had better choose now."
"Umm...err...Rada Sir." Rayna shook as she uttered the name. She wasn't quite sure why she had picked Rada. Maybe it was because the name was similar to her own. Perhaps she thought Rada had got off with a bit less than the other girls so far. She just didn't know.
Andrei told Rada to get on her knees. She hesitated, but obeyed.
"How do you like to drink piss Rada?"
"I have never done that Sir. I don't know if I could."
"You know that complete obedience is required here don't you. You do anything we say or you go home."
"Yes Sir. I know that. I will try."
"Head back, mouth open." Andrei aimed his prick and shot a jet of piss into her mouth. "Swallow."
She closed her mouth and gulped down.
"Open your mouth. Come on. Don't mess about."
Another shot filled her mouth with yellow liquid and then she coughed. Piss splattered Andrei's legs and Rada's face went pale before she turned quickly and threw up in the bucket.
"Stupid bitch. You'd better go home now."
"No, please Sir. I'll do better. I will be the best for your films Sir."
