~FANTASIA: Lords and Ladies (Part 3/10)
~Keywords:  (sm, bondage, rape etc)
~From: an117711@anon.penet.fi

                   LORDS AND LADIES
                    by V.P. Viddler
                          3

     The long-awaited exhibition of Lady Aldenby's whipping was
the most exciting day of the year.
     At dinner a month ago, Lord Aldenby had asked his young wife
to stand as he made his announcement. We all watched her as he
spoke.
     "You have all seen my wife undergo humiliation," he said.
"You have all seen her naked. You have all watched her using her
mouth on my servant. You have all taken your pleasure with her
body. But degradation, exposure and rape have not done enough to
still her spirit. Not to my liking. Docility, obedience, scraping
are not sufficient. She must be broken. For once and for all.
Crushed. Ground into the dirt like the pig slut slave shit-
licking cunt that she is."
     Tears rolled down Lady Aldenby's face. Her body shook. It
was most fascinating to watch.
     "In a month," Lord Aldenby continued, "you will all attend
an exhibit at which Lady Aldenby will be whipped."
     We all gasped.
     Lady Aldenby moaned and sank to her knees.
     "Yes," Lord Aldenby said, gloating. "Whipped. Thoroughly and
without mercy. From head to toe, front and back. Whipped. Lashed.
Flogged. Beaten until her body is a mass of raw meat, until she
is hoarse and bloody-throated with screaming; until she hangs
limp and unconscious in front of you all."
     Lady Aldenby slipped to the floor. She twisted against the
ground, sobbing, kissing her husband's foot and begging brokenly
for mercy. Lord Aldenby went on as if she didn't exist.
     "Lady Aldenby will be hung up by her wrists, high off the
floor," he said. "She will be stripped naked, and I shall allow
sufficient time for you to enjoy the sight of her fine body,
swaying and wriggling and squirming with pain and horror. And
then the whipping will begin. Methodically, steadily, and with no
hiatus, no matter how loud or pathetic her screaming and howling
and shrieking and pleading and begging and squirming and twisting
and kicking and pitching. And all of you will participate."  A
buzz went through us. "Yes. All of you will have an opportunity
to whip her as you please. Nothing will be spared. Her breasts,
by all means. And thighs. Flog them. Blood will run down her
back, over that curvaceous body. Think of the sight. Her body
stretched so taut that her breasts thrust out for the whip,
nipples aching. Ah. Aching. And of course our entertainment would
be lacking if not for a final touch--or two or more--of the
branding iron."
     Now Lady Aldenby screamed. "Oh, god," she babbled, clutching
his leg. "Oh dear god, no, for god's sake have pity, oh pity, oh
no...no..."
     The lord smiled down on her. "When it is finished, you may
all rape her. But you must do it brutally, as roughly as you can.
I want her in continuous pain. Ruin her body and you will ruin
her spirit. That haughty soul will bow down to its masters from
now on. And now, Julia, you will strip--no, don't get up--strip
and spread out so our guests can ravish you as much as they wish
while you still have a body..."