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Alice's Adventures in Mooland

Chapter 3 Horny cake

Chapter 3. Horny cake

The shower cum toilet area was all open plan. Other couples were already using
some toilets but there were spaces and Peter directed his charges to use them.
Alice could barely sit on her sore behind and her whipped cunt stung when her
warm piss splattered on it. Bill was luckier in that he only needed to stand at
the urinal. Even so after the cock whipping he had to hold the swollen shaft
gently. Both felt strange at doing it in front of others although they all
seemed to take it for granted.

Entering the shower area, Alice immediately stopped and cried, "Oh no!"

Eric and Elaine were undressing each other and Elaine was just bending down for
Eric to remove the butt plug end of the tail from her bottom. "Don't worry
Alice," she said standing up, "We're off duty now. No one's going to hurt you
here." She shucked off the costume and Alice noticed she seemed older than she
had first thought. Probably in her thirties, Alice thought.

Elaine moved towards Alice who immediately tried to back away. "No!" she cried
again but Elaine just put her arms around her and pulled her close. Naked breast
to breast, she gave the startled girl a gentle hug and then kissed her fully on
the mouth. Alice felt a tongue slip inside her mouth. Her mind tried to push the
woman away but her body didn't respond. She felt the soreness as her tender
flesh was drawn ever tighter to the older woman's body but she had feelings
between her legs that she had not experienced before. Feelings that had been
building all morning since her first sight of Peter and Petra's nakedness and
seeing all the other naked cocks and cunts.

"I'm showering with Alice," Elaine called to her partner, "You can shower with
Bill." Peter and Petra stood and watched.

The needle jets of water stung Alice's red skin but also seemed to have a
soothing effect. She stood quietly still while Elaine gently soaped her body,
quietly that is until her cuntal opening was reached and Elaine's fingers
started to explore the bruised labia. Almost automatically her legs closed.
"Open the wide," demanded Elaine, "While you are here, everyone has access to
all parts of your body. And for that matter you have access to theirs. However,
unless you agree or the Duchess orders it, only your partner is allowed to fuck
you at will. Others can play with you sexually whenever they feel like it."
Elaine carefully fondled Alice's cunt between her now opened legs and then knelt
and kissed it. Her lips sucked on the young girls clit until she brought her to
an orgasm.

"I'm not a lesbian, am I?" thought Alice when she felt the stimulation caused by
the sucking, teasing tongue and lips. Through half closed eyes she saw Bill
being washed by Eric and further over, Petra sucking Peter's cock. Her attention
was suddenly riveted on Bill. Eric had knelt and was washing Bill's cock and
then she saw Bill try to push Eric's head away when he tried to suck his cock
but moments later it was in Eric's mouth. Eric though didn't bring the boy to a
climax. "You'll need to cum several times later," he informed Bill as he
withdrew.

In turn Alice soaped Elaine and, when pressured, sucked her to a climax. It
didn't take long. Elaine was still stimulated from the whipping she'd performed
and from her performance with Alice. She led the girl to the drying area and
they patted each other dry with soft fluffy towels.

"What is going to happen to us?" enquired Alice.

"I don't know exactly," Elaine replied, "We are here for the rest of this Easter
week. After lunch I expect you'll be publicly fucked at the Duchess's command.
It's not often we have a virgin here. Those that normally attend these meetings
are already well into what might be termed kinky sex."

"They will rape me!" Alice cried in alarm.

"You will be fucked many times before the meeting is over. Probably you'll begin
to enjoy it. It is about time a nice looking girl like you felt the thrill and
excitement of have a good cock inside her. At least here you'll be able to do it
without the worry of having to choose who with and whether or not you might get
caught. All of us here have the choice taken away from us. If I fancy having one
of the men, I just have to go and ask him. If I can get him hard, and his
partner agrees to swap, then he mustn't refuse to fuck me. Likewise, if one of
them fancies me, I have to let him provided Eric agrees to service his partner."

"What does Eric say about this?"

"He's not my husband or anything. We generally only meet here but we get on well
together and have similar interests."

"Including thrashing people?"

"Yes. Until you've felt the power and adrenaline rush from having someone tied
helpless while you whip them, then you won't know how good it feels. To see a
person writhing from the pain you inflict and not be able to do anything to stop
it gives me a great feeling. I came several times when I whipped Bill. Some
people climax from receiving a whipping. What we gave you two, was quite gentle.
Yes, I know it hurt but there are no real bruises, the skin is very tender and
sore but soon the soreness will give way to a tingly warmth that you may find
enjoyable. Not like a punishment whipping or caning that one couple had this
morning. You'll no doubt see them at lunch." As if on cue, a bell rang and Peter
came over and led her to the dining room.

"You're on the punishment table," Peter reminded her, "It's has hard wood
benches whereas everyone else had soft seat chairs. Sorry there is nothing I can
do to alter that and I don't advise you complain to the management."

Gingerly Alice sat down opposite Bill. Shortly they were joined by another
couple who introduced themselves as Karl and Kitten. "Normally we are as you
might guess from the names, dressed as cats," Kitten went on, "But like all
those who are punished, we have to be naked for a day." As they tried to ease
their way around the benches, the angry looking stripes across their arses were
fully exposed.

"My goodness," Alice cried, "Did those Executioners do that to you?" Kitten
nodded and Karl murmured his agreement. "How could they be so cruel as to do
that to you? I know Elaine said she got a thrill out of hurting people but those
marks will last a long while." Kitten let out a sharp cry as she sat down. Karl
emitted a groan as he sat. "What did you do to deserve that? Do they often whip
people that hard?"

"We'll tell you when we have our food," Karl said quietly, "We'll be the last
table to go up to the counter. Alice noticed each table in turn getting up in an
orderly way and getting their food. Only the Duchess's table had waiter service.

There was not a great choice when the punishment table finally made their way
somewhat painfully to the counter. Karl and Kitten had even more difficulty in
walking but they didn't complain and seeing them, Alice realised she ought not
to complain either. Kitten whispered, "You must eat the dessert cake. Take the
biggest piece. You'll need it." It occurred to Alice that it must have been
pre-planned. When they arrived at the dessert plate there were just four pieces
of cake left and two were much larger. It was labelled 'Honey Cake' but someone
had put a / between the 'o' and 'n' and pencilled an 'r' above. Horney cake?
Alice was quick enough to know it contained some sort of aphrodisiac. Perhaps it
would help with the rape she knew would come soon. As advised she and Bill both
took the large pieces.

Bill ate with a good appetite but Alice only picked at her salad. When she was
ready to try the cake, she asked Kitten, "What's in this?"

"Only the cook knows. She won't even tell the Duchess but the horney cake label
will give you some idea of what it does. It will take an hour or so to come into
effect." Alice hesitated to eat it and then put it back on her plate. "Eat it
Alice," commanded Karl, "It will help you greatly later on. You must know the
Duchess plans to remove both your virginities, the cake will make it much more
pleasurable. So eat it all. It tastes very good anyway." Alice and Bill ate
their portions and commented that it was a very good cake but felt no different
afterwards. "You will soon," replied Karl.

"Yes, you certainly will," agreed Kitten, "Even with our smaller pieces my cunt
will be flowing and I will want to grab the nearest cock. The fact that my arse
is sore and fucking will make it worse won't make any difference. The more cocks
I get then the better I will feel."

"It gives me a hard on that takes several cums before it goes down," Karl went
on, "That way the men can service several women and the rule is that we can only
cum once into the same woman in one hour. Unfortunately one of them won't be you
Alice. Duchess will select who takes you but generally any pair can swap
partners and after today, you two will be available and no doubt in demand from
every couple here."

Alice's eyes teared over, "You mean any man can rape me as and when they like
provided Bill agrees?" Her voice sounded horrified.

"It's not quite as bad as that," Kitten butted in, "You are allowed to spend the
night with your bed partner, in your case it is Bill, in mine it is Karl unless
both of you do a voluntary swap. Mealtimes and various other times you are
exempt from interference. Generally though, during the day and evening, unless
you are given specific chores, your body is available. In a short while, once
the cake gets into full effect, you'll want to be available!" Indeed Alice could
already feel a light tingling between her legs. She fidgeted as the hard wooden
seat pressed into her tender arse but again realised Karl's and Kitten's must be
much more painful.

"Why were you whipped?" Alice asked. "Sorry, I just felt how sore I was and your
whip marks look so much deeper and more vivid than ours."

Kitten started the story. "First of all we weren't whipped, we were given twelve
strokes of the No. 2 cane. Cane's are vicious instruments and not often used
here. Only when they think a real crime has been committed. The cane bites deep
and the marks last a long time. The No. 2 is a moderate size cane. As I said
earlier, Karl and I only meet at these meetings but we both like a drop of
whiskey. Although it is against the rules to bring in alcohol, the prices at the
bar here are pretty high so he smuggled in a bottle. Unfortunately the night
before last he had a drop too much and became rowdy and the bottle was
discovered. Yesterday morning we came before the Duchess's court and Karl was
sentenced to the twelve strokes. As we are a couple here, the punishment is
given to us both. Remember that. If you cause the court to punish you Alice,
Bill will receive the same punishment and vice versa. Anyway, although I pleaded
for mercy, we were taken from the court and strapped to benches in front of the
throne where you were punished. We were positioned head to feet and a short
distance apart so we could see the cane coming down on each other and see the
welts it left. That at least was the theory. After the first stroke or two my
eyes were too wet to see anything and I could only scream at the devil man as he
laid into my poor arse. I could see Elaine through my blurred vision almost
smiling as she crashed the cane down as hard as she could on Karl. By the
twelfth stroke I almost passed out. The pain has died down a little now but we
have to sit at this table for the rest of the week. My worst problem is how I am
going to explain the marks to my husband when I get home."

"Didn't they give you anything for the pain afterwards?" Bill asked.

"Not likely," Karl replied, "It was a punishment caning, not one done for sexual
pleasure although some of them got pleasure out of it. We were left on the
benches for an hour as an example to others and they felt and played with us and
even fucked Kitten during that hour. The Devils took us to the showers
afterwards and did their best to soothe us with water and soap but the pain was
very intense."

"Will you come here again?"

"Oh yes, but I won't bring liquor that's for sure."

"Why come back?"

It was Kitten who answered. "Normally we have a great time. Plenty of sex and
the fact we can have it without all the unnecessary courting routine. And we
just have to do it anyway, anytime so we get to try and see some very kinky
ways. We don't always like them but it does add variety to life. Like the
Devils, they are into punishing people but there are those that come that want
to be punished. Like the two Rats. They go naked to the Devils before breakfast
and allow themselves to be strung up or strapped down for whatever punishment
the Devils want. Of course, they don't mark them badly or give them more than
they can take, but even so, their skin is very tender afterwards. Usually they
Devils fuck them afterwards as well so they get off on it.

"How do you get in? All these people can't fall down the trap we did." Bill
enquired.

"Sorry, I daren't answer that one."

"It this all like a sex club?" Bill asked

"Again, I can't tell you," Karl replied, "We don't know what the Duchess's plans
are for you when the week is over. If you take to the life, she might let you
come back and work here. I doubt if you could afford to come as a guest. Or she
might decide to dispose of you. Only she knows."

The conversation was terminated by the arrival of Peter and Petra. Almost
everyone had left the dining hall. "Come with us. Use the loos and then you have
a little under a hours siesta time."



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