Chapter 2. Initiation
"I must be dreaming," muttered Alice as her mind tried to make sense of what her
eyes saw, "It can't be anything else. But it's all so very real. The noises, the
smell, the atmosphere. And these rocks seems solid enough." She thumped the wall
with her hand and winced at the pain it caused. Both she and Bill hesitated to
go further into the room than they already were. A tug on the wrists pulled them
on and Petra whispered, "Don't annoy the Duchess by keeping her waiting."
The lofty chamber was about the size and shape of a tennis court. Along each of
the sidewalls people were lined up, males on the right hand wall and females
along the left. All dressed theatrically. Indeed the whole set-up had an unreal
show-biz air about it. Many of the people wore animal costumes like Peter and
Petra and at a quick glance Alice noticed, foxes, lions, tigers, cats, rams as
well as another pair of white rabbits. The rest were dressed as princes or
princesses. All had their groin area naked and all the females showed their
breasts. Most seemed middle aged although one or two might have been in their
twenties and there were some very elderly people too.
At the far end of the room on an elaborate throne, sat a large woman, the
Duchess. Her ample breasts completely overflowed the top of her dress, their
dark areolas and hard nipples fully on view. She sat with legs widely spread
displaying a luxuriant growth of black pubic hair already sticky with her own
juices and semen from her male companions. "Her's is the only cunt with hair,"
noted Bill and then he noticed none of the men had hair around their cocks
either. More disgustingly still in Alice's mind, was the fact that in each hand
the Duchess held the cocks of the princes or they might have been knaves, Alice
didn't know the difference then, standing on either side of the throne. Alice
believed they had stumbled on some orgiastic sex cult and in this she wasn't far
wrong.
Peter bowed low, Petra curtsied. "Who are these intruders that dared to
interrupt us?" The Duchess's high pitched voice demanded.
"They say their names are Alice and Bill, your Highness," answered Peter.
"They seem very arrogant and impolite. Why haven't they bowed and knelt before
me?"
"Bow and then kneel," Petra whispered to Bill.
"I'm not kneeling to that old woman," Bill replied defiantly loud enough for all
to hear.
For a few moments there was a deathly silence, then all the onlookers began to
chant, "Strip them! Whip them! Strip them! Whip them! Strip them! Whip them!
Strip them! Whip them! Strip them! Whip them!"
"SILENCE!!" roared the Duchess. A hush descended over the chamber. "So," she
went on, "We save your miserable lives for without the trap you would have slid
over the edge of the cliffs to the rocks below, and you cannot even pay homage
to me as the ruler of this community, Indeed you seek to belittle me in front of
my people. If you wish to see your pathetic homes again, I suggest you do as
ordered. I do not...."
"I beg your pardon, Duchess," Alice interrupted, "I am sorry if we offended you
but we are not of your world and do not know of your customs....."
"So the little bitch in the most unsuitable garish clothes dares to insult me by
interrupting me as well. We will deal with you both immediately." The
matriarch's voice rose in anger. "Strip them ready for their punishment. It will
serve as their initiation into our world."
For a short while Alice and Bill struggled against the many hands that grabbed
at them. Soon though, both were held naked in front of the Duchess. Alice
noticed that it was all men that held her while Bill was held by women one of
whom was keeping him quiet by gripping his cock and balls. "Bring them here,"
ordered the Duchess and after they had been pushed forward she commanded them to
knell. In that position, their faces were level with her crotch and it was
obvious from the smell and colour some of the juices running from the opening
were male semen. "Show your obeisance to our kingdom by properly kissing the
royal cunt," the Duchess ordered.
"No!" screamed Alice
"No way!" intoned Bill.
"Hang them up! Send for the Royal Executioners! We will see what these miserable
specimens of humanity do and say after a thorough whipping." A pair pushed their
way to the front, dressed as devils in black costumes with horned headgear and a
long barbed tail that came out of their arsehole and was fastened to the back of
their costume near the top of their spine. Otherwise they were dressed much as
the princes and princesses. The man's semi erect bald cock was fully on show as
was the girl's hairless cunt and breasts. "This is Eric Executioner and his
partner is Elaine, introduced the Duchess, "Their job in this community is to
punish offenders and this they do skillfully and without emotion. It is a job
they enjoy doing. Executioners, please carry out your task."
"No! You can't whip us!" Alice cried, "It's inhuman. It's barbaric. We've done
nothing wrong!"
"There you go again," said the Duchess imperiously, "Trying to tell me what I
can and cannot do. Trying to usurp my authority. In a few minutes time you will
not tell me I cannot have you whipped. Go to it Executioners. A full body
whipping now."
They had already seen to the securing of the victim's wrists to ropes that led
to pulleys in the roof. Soon both were hoisted until their feet were several
inches above the floor. Bill and Alice were separated by about six feet and
turned to face each other. Eric turned to the Duchess, "Highness, if I may be so
bold, might we not shave them before applying the whips? The unsightly hair
might soften the blows of the whip."
"You have a valid point Master Executioner, bring forth the barbers."
Two dressed as goats appeared carrying razors and shaving gear. The man's
headgear had the curled horns of a ram and he sported a natural beard but
otherwise the pair were dressed in the usual revealing costumes. "Barbers Barry
and Barbara, go to your tasks quickly. I do not wish the punishment of these
wretches delayed any longer than necessary."
"Why do they give each pair a name with the same letter of the alphabet? And how
are they going to shave us when we are strung up like this?" thought Alice. She
hesitated to shout out again in case it brought forth further wrath from the
Duchess. She didn't have to wait many seconds before her answer. The ropes were
lowered a little and four princes joined hands under her back to form a crude
table. Her body was thus in a horizontal position with her arms stretched
towards the roof. Two more princes grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs back
to her head. Now her pubic mound and hair were fully exposed. Glancing across
she saw Bill in a similar position but held by princesses, with an extra one
holding the end of his cock out from his body.
Alice tried to struggle during the lathering up process but when she saw the old
fashioned cut throat razor she knew she had to keep very still. It was all over
in a very few minutes. Both barbers were experts at their job and Alice found
out afterwards they shaved almost everyone present. After they wiped the area
dry Barry observed to the Duchess, "She seems very tight Highness."
"Are you a virgin girl?" the Duchess demanded. Alice nodded. "Answer me girl!"
"Yes, .... Highness," Alice stuttered.
"We can soon cure that!" The Duchesses confirmed what she already suspected,
Alice knew she would be raped.
"And what about you boy?" Bill reluctantly revealed he was a virgin too.
Barry and Barbara turned to the Duchess, bowed and curtsied and left.
"Much better," stated the Duchess, the princes can see where to put their cocks
now and the princesses can get all of that boy sized cock inside their cunnies
and mouths. But on with the whipping."
"Please Duchess." It was Bill that spoke as they were once again raised by the
ropes, "Please let the girl go and just whip me."
"Crack!!" Elaine brought her multi stranded suede whip up from behind. The
thongs fell along the crease of Bill's arse and the tails caught his balls.
"AAAAghhh!" Bill screamed.
"You will take your punishment and she will take hers," stated the Duchess and
then added, "In full."
"Make her nipples hard," Eric instructed a nearby prince, "We want them nice and
firm to take the lash. Alice felt hands massaging her breasts and despite
herself, her nipples hardened. "They are quite small in size but perhaps they
will swell after they've had a good lashing" Eric commented.
"Get him good and hard," Elaine instructed a princess who was busily sucking
Bill's cock, "I want it sticking out as far a possible so the whip will curl
right round it."
"Whaaappp!!!" The first stroke landed across Alice's chest just above her
breasts. She screamed. The soft leather strands stung and reddened the skin but
didn't produce deep welts. A prince swung her round and her shoulders received
the next stroke. Alternately the whip laid its lines of fire on her front and
back gradually getting lower each time. Alice cried, begged, pleaded, and
screamed until she was too hoarse to shout any more. Through her tears she could
see Bill getting the same treatment and all the time she could hear the shouts
and cries from the onlookers for the executioners to lay it on harder. Ten
minutes later, both of their bodies from neck to knees were a deep shade of red
and the skin extremely tender. For a few moments the whipping stopped. Alice
prayed it was all over. She looked to the Duchess for confirmation and saw one
of the princes had his prick inside the royal cunt and was heartily humping
away.
"Almost finished now," Eric remarked. He was sweating from his exertions. Two of
the princes took an ankle and pulled her legs sideways as far as they would go.
"No! Please!" Alice cried knowing where the whip would now be aimed.
"Give them ten there," shouted the Duchess, "And if she begs again, double it
again."
"Certainly your Highness," Eric replied, "It will be a pleasure. It will make
her cunny lips swell up and she feel it all the more when the pricks go in." The
whip cracked upwards. Alice found voice enough to scream again.
Bill was no better off. A princess sucked and massaged his cock until it was
fully erect and standing straight out from his body. Elaine the administered
four strokes in quick succession. Down across the top and immediately up again
catching the underside. The pain was almost unbearable and his cock deflated
rapidly. "Hold the end out," Elaine ordered the princess. The woman pinched the
end knob between her thumb and forefinger and pulled on Bill's cock. Elaine took
her time with the remainder of the ten strokes so that she finished at the same
time as her partner finished with Alice.
"Bring them here," ordered the Duchess, "We'll see if they are ready to kiss the
royal cunt now or if they want the Executioners to start at the top again." Bill
and Alice were lowered, released from the ropes and Peter and Petra again led
them to the throne. "Kneel," came the order. Both knelt. Immediately in front of
them, showing obscenely stickily, the royal cunt almost winked at them. "Kiss
it, and kiss it properly."
Peter pushed Alice's face to the hairy mound. "Put your lips right over the
opening and push your tongue inside. Do it otherwise you'll get a thrashing that
will make what you've just had seem like a gentle pat." Alice felt the padded
hand push her face forward until her nostrils were enveloped by hair. "Now get
your tongue right in and lick around."
Although revolted by what she was being made to do, Alice felt she had to
comply. If she didn't they would be thrashed again and then made to do it. Once
her tongue was in, Peter kept her head in place for a minute or so but to Alice
it seemed much longer. The taste she found was not too unpleasant, it was more
the thought of what had been in there and deposited its contents that really put
Alice off. Peter gently drew her head away and whispered, "Thank her Highness."
"Thank you, Highness," muttered Alice, tears once again streaming down her face.
Her whole body felt on fire but what she could see of it, there was no blood or
serious bruising. However, almost every inch of the surface was red and sore.
Bill was likewise made to perform his oblations to her Highness's cunt and then
the pair were made to stand in front of the Duchess. "I hope you have learned
your lesson. You will always do as you are commanded while you are here."
Turning to the assembled company, she went on loudly, "Lunch in half an hour,
then we will have a little siesta and afterwards I will decide who will make a
man and a woman of this pair." In a lower voice she spoke to the rabbits, "They
are your charges. Take them to the showers, clean them and sit them at the
punishment table for lunch. Make sure they eat dessert. Give them a pair of pink
or blue slippers but otherwise keep them naked."
