It was a grey, damp morning when Holly trudged disconsolately along the Harebridge road into Fullford. At that moment, the weather and the road felt as bleak and empty as she did. There were busses, but right now she was being even more careful than usual with her money. Her mood was not improved by the thought that it was probably a pointless journey anyway. Another few hours searching for a halfway decent non-gig job, but she had to try.

Then Holly heard an engine approaching. Glancing idly round she saw it was a white van. Briefly, she wondered about thumbing a lift, but then thought better of it. Who knew who might be driving a white van?

The van passed her quite slowly. As it did so, she felt a sharp sting in her thigh. She gasped and stumbled. For a moment she thought it was an insect of some kind. Then she reached down and felt the tail of a small dart sticking out of her leg.

She stared at it stupidly. What the hell…

Then she felt cold and her legs gave way and she fell over onto the grass verge.

Dimly she was aware of the van screeching to a halt and figures jumping out… and then nothing.

* * *

The next thing Holly was aware of was a bright light shining on her face.

She was sick and dizzy and confused and still numb, although that was fading. There was a sour chemical taste in her mouth and her eyes were gummed shut. She shook her head and blinked them open. Slowly her surroundings swam into view.

She was in a large room with a bare wooden floor and high curtained windows and spotlights hanging from a ceiling rack focused upon her. Beyond their glare, she could make out an assortment of odd objects lurking about its walls. The space reminded her a little of pictures she had seen of country house ballrooms. But its occupants were not there to dance. Nine black masked and booted men in dark clothes with cameras hung about their necks were standing looking at her. All had the groins of their trousers cutaway, exposing their cocks and ball sacks which hung freely.

The sight was so bizarre that Holly wondered if she was awake or not. She tried to move and got another shock. She was strapped down with her arms and legs outspread to a heavy wooden X-shaped cross which pressed against her shoulders and arms and legs. Then she realized the worst thing of all: she was totally naked.

She tried to cry out, but her mouth was stuffed with a rubber ball gag and all she could do was moan and whimper feebly.

One of the men turned to look at her. ‘Good, she’s awake,’ he said. ‘Now we can begin…’ He walked around Holly’s spread-eagled body, prodding and pinching it and talking as if he was delivering a lecture. ‘Gentlemen, this is Tanya who will be our victim for today. As you can see she is a fine specimen…’

Holly goggled at him in confusion. She did not know about any “Tanya”, but she herself was twenty-six, with a fleshy, womanly body. She had shoulder length dark hair, a strong nose, good cheekbones, deep amused grey eyes and quirky lips. Her breasts were full and ripe with red nipples while her waist was trim. She had full hips, fleshy buttocks, strong legs, a fluffy dark pubic bush and a deep pussy cleft.

By now Holly was straining and jerking at the straps that bound her, squirming fearfully and rolling her eyes at the man trying to attract his attention. He must let her speak…

‘As you can see she has plenty of fight in her,’ he continued, taking no notice of her efforts to communicate. ‘She should give us excellent sport. ‘I suggest we start with a basic set showing her response to simultaneous pain and pleasure stimulation…’

He stooped between Holly’s spread legs and pulled something had been hung down out of sight underneath the cross. It was a large vibrator with a ribbed and pronged head mounted on a hinged and adjustable aluminium bracket. He positioned its nose against her cleft and then switched it on.

It began to buzz and twist and then slide itself forward, penetrating her deeply. Holly sobbed as it filled her, stretching her pussy lips. She felt her clitoris tingle and then begin to warm and stiffen. She realized that it had been a long time since she’d had anything inside her…

No, no, no! She couldn’t react like this, not tied up in front of these men!

Even as she felt a blush of shame burning her cheeks, the men were crowding about the cross peering at her intently through the eye slots of their masks. Then they began pinching and prodding her. Some of them took up their cameras and started taking pictures of her from every angle. A few of their exposed cocks were swelling into erection. Then they pulled things from their belts: whippy canes with thick handles and rubber paddle blades on their ends crossed by silver wires.

As she shrank back in horror, they stroked the blades across her body, patting her gently. She felt her nipples standing up in helpless response. No, please, don’t, she thought. Then they drew back their arms and began to beat her.

She screamed and bit on her gag as the air filled with the crisp sounds of rubber smacking against her flesh, accompanied by little cracks and flashes. The wires crossing the blades were electrified!

Holly felt the physical power of the blows and then the sharper stabbing pain of the electric shocks, which made her muscles convulse helplessly. Methodically the men flattened her heavy breasts with their paddle blows which made them ripple and wobble and bounce about as they rebounded. Those not actually hitting her were taking more pictures. They beat across her stomach which clenched in as if trying to shrink away from them. They smacked her thighs inside and out, then her buttocks where they hung beneath the middle of the cross, and finally her lower belly that was bulging with the busy vibrator.

She shrieked and sobbed in pain and shame and fear and confusion all at once, overwhelmed by intense sensations. Her body was burning and her loins were filling with unrestrained hot lust. It had been so long since she had been paid such attention, even cruel attention, that she could not resist it. It was too much…

Ahhhh! Her loins seemed to explode and her pussy clenched tight as she sprayed her juices over the relentless vibrator and onto the floor.

For a few seconds she rode the wondrous pleasure wave of the most intense orgasm as she could remember. And then everything went black again…