Louetta here. This is Boudica Part 04. Everybody mentioned in this story is eighteen or older.
So far in this series I've spent part of the summer after I graduated from American high school working in Amsterdam at a BDSM club where my Dutch female cousins Eefje and Dieuwke work. Wanting to enlarge my career as a nude photo and sketch model I started doing a strip tease routine at the club in addition to my duties as a door bunny. I hoped to get into video and film work and needed experience getting naked and performing in front of crowds, so stripping seemed ideal. Now, before I had to return to America, I wanted to try different kinds of BDSM-style scenes. Stripping I could do at home, but I knew of no legitimate places there where I could learn how to do bondage-type scenes, the kinds of things legitimate actresses would not do, at least not full out. This was the area in which I thought I could find my niche, as I had a strong but still very feminine body. But I needed to get experience. Here in Amsterdam I saw my chance.
Our BDSM club was really in two parts. One part was open to the public for a daily fee, the other part was private, members only. The public part consisted of a restaurant, two bars, a dancing floor, the main function room in which I stripped, and smaller rooms where various entertainments took place, music, singers and light BDSM. Eefje and Dieuwke frequently did some of the light BDSM work which included bondage demonstrations, tickling tied-up girls, same-sex and mixed-sex wrestling, light whippings, stretching girls on a rack, water tortures, modified crucifixions, tiger bench ordeals, hanging girls upside-down, other stuff I've forgotten. The only requirements to work were to be young, pretty, have a nice rack and be willing to get naked. The private part of the club had food and drink and the heavier BDSM stuff. There were no sex workers, however, and a conscientious staff of bouncers protected our virtue, though a lot of the private scenes included extensive sexual touching.
Being an employee I could get into the members-only section whenever I wanted, and was often approached to judge my interest in doing scenes. Everyone who worked there had seen me strip and admired my body, both for my conventional female attributes and the apparent physical toughness my swimming and weight training had given me. What remained to be proven is whether I had the mental toughness necessary to withstand what often amounted to torture, or close to it. Of course everything was voluntary and, as far as I could see, they followed all the accepted BDSM protocols for safety, with pre-agreed written descriptions of what scenes involved and medical and routine aftercare provided.
Very soon I became aware of the presence of people who were members of a German BDSM organization called Das Erwachen, which meant the awakening or arousal. There was no direct connection between Das Erwachen and our club, but many of the participants in the heavier BDSM scenes came from that organization. I was fascinated by the women. Most were young, pretty, had nice bodies and were tough as nails, as evidenced by their performance in the scenes I watched. I learned from the men I talked to that new members were carefully screened and, if they were not known to the local BDSM community, had to be trained and everyone had to undergo an apprenticeship during which their toughness had to be proved. Given the uniformly attractive appearance of the women, it also appeared, to me, that, at least for females, looks counted too.
My second day Eefje pointed out to me an Erwachen girl known as Tilly, though it was not clear that was her real name. Google tells us that Tilly means powerful little girl who is ready to take on the world as though she owns it, and it fit her very well. She was short, black hair not down to her shoulders, a dark tan, all over it turned out, very pretty with an athletic body. The model Erwachen girl. Eefje said she did the best scenes, cursing her torturers as they seemingly did what they pleased to her, and it seemed her scenes were largely ad-libbed. She was to perform at midnight on Friday: a whipping, which was one of my primary interests. Almost all whipping scenes in video and film are near farces, with the obvious exception of Lupita Nyong'o being whipped as Patsey in Twelve Years A Slave. I figured with work I could fill a void there, and as the name of this series is Boudica, who famously was stripped and whipped, you can figure I eventually did.
I started talking to the Erwachen guys about whipping. I told them I knew little about it, but had been whipped in order to join The Wenches group, as described in my story published in this forum. Of course I had been whipped by a girl and there was a large difference in strength between the sexes but, having seen me strip, they were still interested. Guess I was right about the looks qualification. They told me to watch Tilly's whipping and if I was still interested after seeing what she went through we could arrange a preliminary test, and if I showed promise they could design a training program I could execute back home in the US.
I looked forward to Friday with great anticipation. Finally, the day arrived and while I was working the front door I saw Tilly come in just before nine PM and head upstairs to the private part of the club. It was standard procedure for Erwachen scene participants to arrive early so they could be prepared properly beforehand. In this case, Tilly was taken in hand by her tormentors promptly at nine so she could be subjected to enough mistreatment to soften her up physically and mentally so by midnight she would be barely able to resist what was to be done to her. All of it seemed cruel to me at first, but later I came to understand how this kind of thing allowed the participants to get the full enjoyment from the scene. It helped simulate the real-life experience of a whipping where the victim would have been imprisoned and probably starved beforehand and left to ponder what was going to happen to them and what it would be like.
No doubt Tilly spent a lot of time preparing for her scene before she arrived for it. It was a good idea to hydrate well, but she would have eaten little, both to experience what a real victim would, but to ensure she would not throw up in the middle of her ordeal, due to pain or fear. She would have denied herself any kind of sexual release, possibly for days, as one of the primary reasons for doing a scene is to achieve the ultimate in erotic sensation. Being stripped publicly naked, treated roughly, feeling totally helpless and experiencing pain. It was part of the trip when upstairs three burly men took her in hand, tore off her clothes, handcuffed her wrists behind her and thrust her under a cold shower. Then, soaking wet, cold and shivering she was forced to her knees and pushed into a cage small enough so that she barely fit with her upper body bent over so her bosom was only a foot or so from her thighs and the top of her head scraped the top of the cage. There she stayed until midnight.
