A leather collar ran around her neck with two straps dropping from the front center of the collar down to two small circles of soft leather covering her nipples. Straps ran around her back from the nipple coverings to buckle in the middle of her back, and two straps dropped from the bottom of each circle of leather down to a belt, which cinched tightly about her waist. Two more straps dropped own from the leather belt and ran down to the crotch-piece where they snapped one on top of the other.
The crotch-piece consisted of three straps all coming together just above her pussy-lips. And again just beyond the bottoms of her cunt lips. And another strap snapped to the lower part of the crotch-piece and ran up through the crack of her ass to a buckle on the waist cincher in the middle of her back.
Just as she had finished buckling the last buckle in the middle of her back, the door opened and Adam came in. He walked around her, inspecting every inch of her body. He looked down at the crotch-piece and frowned.
"That's not tight enough," he said, and walked around behind her and unbuckled the strap from the waist-cincher.
Roughly, he pulled the strap through the buckle, tightening up the crotch-piece between Susan's legs. The straps bit harshly into her cunt-lips and the center strap pulled up into her cunt. Again he tugged at the strap, almost lifting Susan from her feet as she went up on tiptoe.
"Ohhhhh! It's too tight!" she whined.
"Shut the fuck up, cunt, you'll wear it as tight as I want you to wear it!" He gave it another tug, then buckled it in place.
Stepping back around in front of Susan, he looked down at the straps cutting deeply into her crotch and the pussy-lips protruding lewdly out from between the straps.
"Yeah, Mr. Rowdy will like that," he said, and roughly shoved Susan toward the door.
Susan sat in the little room waiting for her turn to go on. The crotch-straps hurt and bit at her pussy and the ones on the outsides of her cuntlips dug deep into the flesh, cutting her.
Suddenly the door opened.
"Come on, bitch, it's time for you to go on now," the tall man, whose name was Ken, said.
"Yes, Master." She stood up, feeling the crotch-piece bite into her cunt.
Ken hooked a chain to a silver ring imbedded in the collar around her neck and led her out. She followed him meekly up the steps to the doorway to the stage. The man opened the door and Susan just caught a brief glance of another girl being led off through the door on the opposite side of the stage. She couldn't help but notice the red stripes and welts crisscrossing the girl's back just as the door closed.
Susan looked out into the audience. She knew the men were waiting for the next act and were hoping it would be just as good as the previous one. She knew the pain was about to begin and she tried to steel her mind for what she knew was coming.
Ken led her out to the center of the stage just as the door across stage was opening and the short muscular man, whose name was Doug, came out to join them. Doug was carrying what looked to be two shiny balls about the size of grapefruits. Each ball had a wire hanging from it. He placed the balls down by the edge of the stage and then stepped back.
Ken leaned down beside Susan and began fondling her cunt-lips, which stuck out between the pieces of leather. He looked out at the audience. "They look pretty good, don't they?"
The audience laughed and applauded, their eyes trained on the pouting straps cutting into the girl's cunt.
"What do you say we stretch them out a little more?" Ken smiled at the audience.
Again applause rang out through the audience.
Ken stood up and looked at Susan. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
Susan could already anticipate the pain, but knew what her answer had to be. "Yes, Master. Whatever you wish."
Ken patted her exposed ass-flesh. "That's my little slut."
Now it was Doug's turn to get into the act. He picked up the balls and moved to center stage, holding the balls out toward the audience, he said, "These are lead balls. Each ball weighs five pounds, and when attached right here," he indicated Susan's protruding cunt lips, "…they can really stretch on what you see."
"Spread your legs, bitch," Ken shouted.
"Yes, Master." Susan did as she was told. With her legs spread as far apart as she could get them, she could feel the straps pressing farther up into her pussy and cutting with more force along each side of her cunt-lips.
She felt Doug's fingers on her cunt-lips, rubbing them up and down. She looked down and saw two alligator clips with sharp teeth being opened. Both alligator clips were about to be attached to her left cunt-lip. Each clip had a wire running to a tiny metal ring, which was attached to the thin strand of wire running to the five-pound ball.
"Yyyyyyeeeeeeeiiiaaee!" Susan screeched as the teeth of the clips bit into her cunt-lip. She felt like thousands of needles had just been pushed through her pussy-lips. "Aaaaiiieeeee!"
Two more clips were attached to her other cunt-lip, biting deeply into the flesh.
"No, no, no, I can't stand them! Please, take them off! Oh God, help me!"
"This isn't the worst, cunt," Ken said. "Now you're going to have to dance for the gentlemen."
"I can't! I can't!" Susan cried.
"Are you telling us that you won't do it?" Doug smiled as he looked up at her.
"No! No, I'll try, I really will, Master!"
"That's better," Doug said.
Suddenly music came on in the background. It was a fast and loud.
"Dance, cunt!"
With the pain shooting up through her pussy like a flame had been touched to her flesh, she began moving her legs. She felt the balls bounce as Ken released them.
"Noooooooo! Aaaaarrrrrrrghhhhh!" she groaned as the balls jerked unmercifully at her cunt-lips, stretching them straight down. She thought the balls would tear her cunt-lips right off of her body.
"Dance!" Doug yelled.
Her feet moved slowly as the audience booed and jeered at her.
"Goddammit, I said dance!"
A long lash swished out through the air aimed at Susan's jiggling ass.
"Gaaaaaaaagggggh!" she screamed as the lash bit into her tender flesh. "Aaaaiiiieeeee!"
"You'll dance faster and raise those legs up or you'll continue getting the whip," Ken shouted from behind her.
She moved her feet and raised her legs faster.
"Unngh… unnnngh… unnnnngh!" she grunted as the lead balls jerked at her tortured pussy, pulling at her cunt-lips, jerking them to the left, the right, down, and every way her body moved.
The audience began clapping to the fast beat of the music as they watched Susan's cunt-lips jerk from side to side and straight down.
"Umrnmph… ummmph… ummmph!" Susan groaned, dancing in a sea of agony pain shooting up into her body from her stretched pussy-lips.
The dance continued for almost three minutes before the music finally ended. The applause and cheers from the audience rang through the large room. They had been pleased by her performance, but she could only feel the pain tearing at her cunt.
She stood there waiting for another song to come on, but Doug stepped to her side, knelt and unclipped the alligator clips from her stretched cunt-lips. When they came off, she let out a resounding scream as blood filled the pinched-up areas the teeth had bitten into. Small dots of blood seeped out of the tiny marks.
Ken busied himself with the buckles connecting the straps of her outfit until he had them all undone. He removed the harness-like outfit, tossing it to the side of the stage and leaving her completely naked in front of the audience.
A large tub was brought out onto the stage. The tub was made of clear plastic so the audience would be able to see into it.