Extreme Toyland X: Filthy Fun Freak Show

Things moved pretty fast on the small stage in Mistress Lisa's private theater. Stage hands cleared the stage from the previous act and set up the supplies for the next and final act of the night. When everything was in order for the show to start, Lisa came out once more to greet her audience.

"I assure you Alyssa is alive and she will be fine eventually. How well she is doing right now, I am not sure, but I know that that was one hell of a performance! It will be hard to top, but as the very last act of the night I am very proud to present to you my most daring and shocking toys, the Blood Slut Queens, Lesley and Elisa!"

Industrial rock music started blaring from the speakers in the makeshift theater and the lights went down as Lisa walked off. The room remained dark for the better part of a minute. When the lights turned back on, two young women walked on the stage. They were completely naked -except for their high heel shoes- and hairless from the neck down. They took their position next to each other. The audience saw Lesley on the right, Elisa on the left, facing forward, legs a little apart and their hands placed on their hips.

Both girls were skeletal: extremely skinny with long, thin limbs, prominent ribcages and tiny waists. Lesley had been like this since her arrival at Lisa's mansion about a year ago, with Elisa starting to mimic her new friend's appearance soon after. She was already skinny before, but managed to lose a few more pounds to match Lesley's gaunt look. The two had hit it off quickly after Lesley's arrival, with the younger new girl teaching Lisa's experienced pain slut quite a few new tricks.

Mistress Lisa was very satisfied with the two, encouraging them to experiment with their bodies and their mutual preoccupation with blood play, medical play and extreme insertions. She loved her 'ultra sexy skinny deviant bitches' as she called them and had them play, practice and perform together ever since she took Lesley in from House Victoria.

At 26 years old, Elisa was Lesley's senior by six years, but in their newfound partnership, it was the younger woman who took the lead. She had an extremely twisted and deviant mind and coupled with her deeply masochistic nature she'd developed enchantingly sensual and shockingly brutal auto-erotic stage performances which stole the show at every party and were a runaway hit on Lisa's Extreme Dolls pay-per-view website.

Elisa had been with Lisa for over five years, in which she'd experienced her share of brutal punishments and she bore the scars of many long and extreme torture sessions by Lisa and her friends. But still her body wasn't riddled with as many marks as Lesley's. With her recent weight loss, her once reasonably sized b-cups shrunk a notch, but her fairly large and erect nipples still stood proud on her chest. She wore her shoulder-length brown hair up in a high pony tail, which accentuated that she had shaved the right side of her head completely. Her delicate face was that of classic beauty: chiseled to perfection, now framed by a more protruding jawline. She wore little to no make-up, maybe just a little eyeliner.

Lesley stood about three to four inches taller than Elisa. Viewing them side by side showed clearly that the extra length didn't come from her legs. Both girls' hips were about equal height from the floor. Lesley's torso, however, was much longer. It made her look even thinner at the waist, when in fact the girls had the exact same measurements below the ribcage. Lesley's breasts were a full c-cup, considerably bigger than Elisa's. She also sported disproportionally large nipples on top of very small areoles.

Her skin was pale from head to toe and her gaunt face was dotted with freckles. The rest of her body was riddled with older and newer scars, cuts and puncture wounds, especially around her lower arms and wrists, even though she had given her body three weeks of rest for this session. She bore more marks than Elisa, who was only catching up to her in recent months.

Lesley also wore her hair up in high pony tail. She'd dyed her naturally bright red hair completely white. It wasn't blonde anymore, but pure white with a lilac glow. Just like Elisa, the right side of her head was shaved. Her face with her small nose and wide lips also didn't feature a lot of make-up. Both girls looked straight ahead into the darkness in front of them where their audience was and had a bold and excited look in their brown eyes.

As the industrial music continued to blast through the room, the lighting on the stage changed from a flood light to a spotlight. The girls turned to face each other and opened their mouths while moving their heads closer together while tilting them a little in opposite directions.

With their hands still around their waists, they slowly stuck out their long tongues until the tips touched. There was something standing up on Lesley's tongue, but it wasn't clearly visible from the audience what it was exactly. After a few playful and sensual licks, the girls moved in even closer and Elisa pushed the tip of her tongue against the little object, which didn't seem to move.

She lapped over it a few times before locking her lips to Lesley's for a full on French kiss. The girls kept kissing passionately for the better part of a minute, keeping their lips tightly pressed together until they finally both pulled back and gasped for air. They simultaneously tilted their heads forward and down and stuck their tongues back out of their mouth, letting the buildup of saliva drip down on their chests. But it wasn't just saliva dripping down. Mixed with it was quite a bit of blood and when the saliva was mostly out of their mouths, the blood still came in streams down from their tongues.

They stood there for a few moments drooling blood until Lesley moved her hands and grabbed Elisa's head and put her left hand tightly around her throat while her right hand reached for her mouth. Elisa still had her tongue hanging out of her mouth when Lesley used her fingers to take something from it. It didn't take the girl long to produce the instrument which had led to the bloody kiss: a small double-sided razor blade.

If it wasn't clear to the audience yet what it was, she used it to make a couple of small incisions in Elisa's upper right arm. Blood started trickling quickly from the fresh cuts and Lesley bent down a little to lick up the drops, only to make a big mess with her own bleeding tongue. On the last cut, she pressed the razor a little deeper into Elisa's arm so the little thing stuck in place.

Lesley let go of Elisa's throat and walked to the back of the stage where supplies and toys were neatly arranged in boxes and trays on a long table. She picked up the leftmost box from the table and slowly walked back over to Elisa, who was still standing in the spotlight on the front of the stage. As she walked over, a big metal ring hanging from a chain lowered from the ceiling.

It appeared that Lesley used a remote control to lower the ring with the winch. She put the box down at Elisa's feet and waited for the ring to lower some more. When it was next to Elisa's head, she put down the remote control and grabbed the first item from the box. It was a thick 3" wide black leather studded belt. It quickly went around Elisa's neck and Lesley pulled the end through the belt's loop and tightened it. With the pins on the inside, of course.

There were several holes in the thick leather of the belt to close the loop, but Lesley didn't use any of them. Instead, she secured the end of the belt, which featured a thick spring clasp, to the metal ring that had just come down from the ceiling.

It was quite a sight to see. Two naked skinny young women just a few minutes into their play session already covered in splatters of blood. They didn't speak a word or make a noise so far and their industrial rock soundtrack kept blasting through the room. The audience sat in silence, their eyes glued to what was happening at the front of the stage.

The second and third items Lesley pulled from the box were two simple sets of handcuffs, which she used to secure Elisa's wrists and elbows behind her back. When those were in place, she picked up a small tray from the box and uncapped two thick hypodermic needles. She needed a quick place to store them for easy access, so she stuck them into Elisa's areoles, just under her nipples.

Next out of the box was a fairly large hook. It was about 7 mm thick and made of stainless steel. Its curved tip was razor sharp, but on the long end it featured a cross-shaped back stop. From top to bottom it was about two inches tall.

Lesley held it up for a few moments for the audience to see and then nodded to Elisa, who stuck out her tongue. Even though the hook was fairly thick, it slid through the front of Elisa's still bleeding tongue like a knife through butter and Lesley pulled it all the way through until the crossbars at the end served as a back stop. She tugged on the hook a few times and then let it hang out of Elisa's mouth. With her tongue forced out like this, more blood and saliva seeped directly from her mouth onto her chest.

The last items out of the box – for now – were two heavy alligator clamps connected by a metal chain. Lesley took them out and immediately clamped them on the tips of Elisa's erect nipples. First the left, then the right. She gave the chain a firm tug. Just to make sure that the clamps wouldn't slide off any time soon, she pulled the thick needles out of Elisa's areoles and shoved them through cleverly spaced holes in the jaws of the alligator clamps. Straight through the clamps and the nipple in between. The needles made sure that the clamp would be fairly secure in place no matter how much the teeth of the alligators might slip.

With the needles in place, Lesley gave the chain between the alligator clamps a few harder tugs, stretching Elisa's nipples away from her chest. Then she let the chain fall and picked up her remote control again. Fairly quickly the ring next to Elisa's head started to rise up. The sound from the winch at the ceiling was completely drowned out by the loud music in the room.

The ring pulled the thick leather belt up and it closed tightly around Elisa's neck like a noose. The metal pins on the inside of the belt pressed tightly into Elisa's throat and neck. With a steady pace Lesley tightened the belt and forced her partner on the tips of her toes with her head pulled up and sideways. When the balance was just right, she flicked the "up" button of the winch two more times to set the tone.

There was still no sound of either of them, despite the rough treatments Elisa had received. They communicated totally nonverbally, if at all.

With Elisa strung up in a most uncomfortable and restricting position, Lesley retrieved the small razor blade again that she'd stored in Elisa's upper arm. She grabbed the chain between the alligator clamps on Elisa's nipples with her left hand and pulled it up hard, stretching the girl's breasts up. She held them stretched up for a few moments while deciding which side to work on first.

She picked the right side first. Slowly she pressed one side of the razor against the soft far underside of Elisa's right breast and started slicing from the outside to the middle of her chest. The cut could have been a lot more shallow, but it was by no means very deep. Nonetheless, blood started trickling out of the cut quickly and steadily, running down Elisa's ribcage in three small streams.

Elisa had closed her eyes by now and was zoning out from the asphyxiation. She barely felt the sharp sensation of the razor next on the underside of her left breast, where she received a similar cut.

To add to her predicament and physical stimulation, Lesley yanked the chain up even higher and pulled it over the underside of the hook in Elisa's tongue. The effect was twofold: Elisa's tongue was pulled far out of her head which was tilted slightly backwards and the secured clamps on her nipples were pulled up high. It gave Lesley a nicely stretched canvas to work with.

The next cuts came about half an inch above the first. Lesley sliced nice parallel lines to the first two cuts, but she pushed the razor a little deeper this time, which led to even more blood trickling down from Elisa's fresh wounds.

It was time to let the girl get a little air before continuing the assault on her small tits. Lesley stabbed the razor back in Elisa's upper arm and lowered the winch to let her feet find their balance again and she gave her about a minute to catch her breath.

Lesley could have counted that minute up to the second and rummaged through the box at Elisa's feet to find a new toy. When she got up again, she didn't immediately raise the winch again to choke Elisa. This time she had an additional surprise.

Before she did anything else, she fitted Elisa with a fairly long and thick dildo gag. She'd already lubricated the black rubber invader when Elisa was composing herself and placed the thick head in Elisa's mouth on top of her stretched and pierced tongue. If the spiked belt didn't cut off her breath, this dildo would. Its head was about two inches wide and three inches long and it barely fit into Elisa's wide open mouth. But Lesley had used this thing before and knew she could push all ten inches all the way down her partner's throat.

So in it went with just enough force until Lesley could tie the dildo gag's head strap around Elisa's head, the girl's pierced tongue still stretched out grotesquely by the big hook and the chain connected to her nipples.

With the dildo in place, she raised the winch again until Elisa was barely able to scrape the tips of her shoes over the floor. It was probably a little higher than the first time. Lesley took the razor blade again and prepared to make the final few cuts on Elisa's breasts for now. Each breast received two more slices, evenly spaced apart. The last slice on both sides went just under the edge of her areoles and these cuts were close to a quarter of an inch deep.

There was quite a bit of blood from the eight cuts on the underside of Elisa's breasts. And everyone who'd seen these girls before knew that this was just a neat beginning to what would eventually become a depraved, messy and dramatic performance by two ultimate masochists.

A little sign of darker things to come was when Lesley wanted to temporarily store her razor blade again. Instead of stabbing it into Elisa's upper arm again, it went deep into the areola of her left breast until it stuck in place.

Even though Elisa's neck strap was lowered and removed within a minute of the last cutting, it seemed like the show was just starting. Lesley completely removed all restraints, decorations and piercings from Elisa and put them away in the box where they came from. While Lesley removed the toys, Elisa took a moment to compose herself and stretch her limbs in preparation of the next part of this session. She also rubbed her neck and throat, which received some nasty scrapes from the sharp studs on the leather belt.

The only thing still left on her body was the razor blade lodged in her left areola. Lesley returned with a pre-threaded surgical needle and pulled the razor blade out and discarded it. With the curved surgical needle, she stitched her partner's deepest gash up until it appeared nicely closed.

The whole procedure went by pretty quickly and for a change it was Elisa who went to fetch the toys for the next part of the session. Lesley stood in the spotlight, facing the audience, with her legs slightly apart and her hands on her hips.

When Elisa returned, she put a big box down on the floor next to Lesley. From it, she produced another gagging toy. This one didn't appear to be a dildo, though. It was an oddly shaped ball gag that had to be assembled on the spot.

Lesley first had to stick out her tongue while Elisa placed what appeared to be two interlocking parts around her tongue from the top and bottom. What they in fact were, were two almost semi-orb shaped halves of a mouth bit. They were customized so the bottom part was aligned slightly differently from the top part, to accommodate for lesser surface on the underside of the tongue. The two parts of the mouth bit interlocked with three sharp thick pins which were pierced through the tongue. Two of them came up from the bottom part, one down from the top part.

Even though the two parts came neatly together tightly around Lesley's tongue, Elisa secured the bit in place by placing thin bolts through the hollow pins and screwing on small wing nuts, tightening the two halves together at all three points.

When it was tight and secure, Lesley could retract her tongue and place the mouth-filling bit behind her teeth. Elisa proceeded by screwing on a metal pin with screw thread from the front to the top part of the bit, which was used to connect the second part of this gagging toy. The metal pin was about four inches long. About one third of that went into the top part of the bit. With the pin in place, Lesley couldn't fully close down her teeth anymore.

The second part of the toy was an oval rubber flap, about half an inch thick with a small hole in the middle that Elisa pushed over the metal pin. It was a very tight fit and Elisa pushed the rubber flap tightly against Lesley's teeth. It served as some kind of protector from the third part of the toy, which was completely made out of stainless steel. It was a metal disc of about two inches in diameter and about three quarters of an inch thick. Against this disc was another smaller disc to attach even more good stuff.

Elisa screwed the larger disc onto the metal pin sticking out of Lesley's mouth. It took a few turns, but eventually it was lodged tightly against the rubber flap covering her teeth. Elisa made sure she couldn't turn it any tighter and when she was satisfied, she draped Lesley's lips around the bigger metal disc.

No one from the audience could have seen this, but the metal disc wasn't completely solid. Straight through them from one end to the other ran four holes which Elisa now used to secure the whole contraption even more to Lesley's mouth. She produced four short but thick metal skewers and pushed them one by one straight through Lesley's upper lip, then the metal disc and out on the other side through Lesley's lower lip. The skewers were just an inch longer than the disc was wide, so they were a perfect fit. Next to go on was a wide and thick rubber belt with a hole for the smaller disc on the end of the contraption. Around the hole stood dozens of sharp spikes. Elisa fitted it tightly around Lesley's head and secured the whole thing in place.

Everyone was curious to find out what would be attached next, to the smaller disc at the end but they had to wait a little longer, as over the next few minutes, the girls reversed their roles once again and Lesley fitted Elisa with exactly the same contraption.

When they were both ready, it was Elisa who went to the big box next to them and picked up what was going to be mounted on top of their elaborate mouth gags: two customized extremely sadistic dildos. She showed them to the audience by holding them up. First, in her left hand she had a large, long and thick dildo completely covered in wire brush hairs. From the thick three inch bottom to the even wider brutally large cock head on top, the thirteen-inch-long invader was covered in sturdy metal bristles of varying length.

In her right hand was a slightly shorter but almost equally thick metal rod. As she held this one up for the audience, she realized she was missing a part and handed the other dildo to Lesley and bent down to pick up the missing segment. She produced a spiked metal ball like a medieval flail's and carefully screwed it on top of the metal rod in her hands. This was delicate work due to the nature of the rod. By means of demonstration to the audience, she rubbed the side of the rod against the outside of her right thigh. After just two hard scrapes with the rod, blood ran down her leg from where the rough and sharp surface had broken her skin. This device wasn't called "the grater" for nothing.

With the spiked ball on top, this dildo was even longer than the first. It measured a massive fifteen inches in length with a diameter of 2.75 inches for the whole length of the shaft. The ball on top had a diameter of 3.5 inches from side to side including the spikes.

All in all both devices looked and in fact were ridiculously insane. Nonetheless, Elisa connected the base of the wire brush rod to Lesley's mouth gag. It easily clicked into place and was secured tightly.

Lesley laid down on her back on the stage and as she did, the spotlight moved down with her. The massive wire brush dildo towered on top of her delicate face like a lone skyscraper. Elisa placed a metal tray from the supply box on Lesley's stomach and positioned herself kneeling above Lesley, facing her partner's feet. With her legs slightly apart, the head of the wire brush dildo rested against her pubic mound.

It was obvious what was going to happen next. And it did without any hesitation or delay. Elisa started grinding her hips and rubbing her crotch against the hard metal bristles. Lesley started bobbing her head to create a counteracting movement and before long the shaft of the dildo was grating against Elisa's parting pussy lips. The great thing about both of these dildos was that they eventually kind of lubricated themselves regardless of the level of arousal of whatever hole they were used on.

Elisa's pussy was already soaking wet from the intense razor and breath play she received previously, but it was about to become even more moist. She stopped moving for a moment to align the tip of the brutal dildo with the opening of her vagina. Then she lowered herself onto the rod.

The rough metal wire bristles pressed against her tender flesh. This dildo was not going to slide in easily at all, but the start was there. As the tip of the dildo pressed harder against her vaginal hole and Lesley started adding her friction as well, Elisa's pussy lips visibly parted more and the dildo slowly but surely inched further inside.

The girls managed to slowly get a fucking motion started and with Elisa riding on top and Lesley thrusting from below, they managed to make half of the head of the dildo disappear inside.

It was at this point that Elisa sat up straight as well as she could and slowly let her weight, which was not considerable, rest fully on the dildo. She picked up two items from the tray on Lesley's stomach: they were thick but razor sharp meat skewers with O-rings on their ends. Elisa placed her index fingers through the rings and made her hands into fists with the skewers sticking out.

She pressed the tips of the skewers against the underside of her small breasts, an inch or so under her areoles and pushed the pins slowly through the meat of her tits as the pressure on the wire dildo made it slide further and further into the tender insides of her vagina, grating her sensitive insides and making her bleed.

Once the brutal device was going deeper and deeper into Elisa's pussy, the girls on stage appeared to be getting into a face sitting session with Elisa eventually grinding her crotch against Lesley's face. Before the whole length of the dildo disappeared into Elisa and the girl's pussy lips started pressing against the sharp spikes on the strap around Lesley's head, Elisa had pulled out and re-poked the skewers in her breasts at least three or four times in different patterns. New streams of blood ran down her abdomen and thighs. Some of it mixed with the blood seeping from her now well lubricated pussy and dripped on Lesley's face.

For the audience it was quite a sight, seeing the massive brutal wire brush dildo disappear into the skinny girl while she was riding Lesley's face and poking pins in her own breasts.

Not long after the whole thing was buried deep, both girls seemed to curl up a bit and Elisa picked up the second brutal dildo, the 'grater'. Still with her crotch firmly implanted on Lesley's face, she rubbed the long shaft between Lesley's legs and over her pussy lips. Lesley picked up her legs and eagle-eyed members of the audience might have noticed that a small padlock was hanging under her asshole.

Elisa continued to rub the grater's rough surface over Lesley's pussy, lubricating it with her blood. She initially held the big invader by its massive spiked ball, but turned it around now, handling it carefully to avoid ripping the skin of her hands open on the sharp surface of the shaft.

Since Elisa literally had her hands full with the massive phallic implement, Lesley reached down to help her prepare for the huge insertion by pulling her pussy lips to the side. Elisa aligned the dildo's spiked ball end as best as she could and started pushing to get it wedged between Lesley's labia. She didn't actually align the shaft with Lesley's pussy at first, but just tried to get the round part in. Successfully, it appeared, because soon enough the large ball and its blunt spikes started disappearing inside Lesley.

There was no doubt in the girls" minds that the dildo would slide in. Elisa had managed to get it into Lesley at least half a dozen times in the past six months and there were actually even wider toys in the bloodgirls" arsenal that had also slid into Lesley with relative ease. She was a size queen and proud of it and she had turned Elisa on to training with her, much to Mistress Lisa's delight.

Elisa fucked the spiked ball in with a steady rhythm, until only the shaft of the metal dildo was visible. It was now that she started turning the shaft in such a way that it aligned properly to enter deeper into Lesley's pussy. Since the distance between her mouth gag and the connecting point on the dildo was still a little too far away for the two parts to be clicked together, Elisa had to use her hands to press the dildo in deeper. As it went further it met with more resistance and Elisa cut the skin of her palms quite a few times.

After the better part of three or four minutes the massive and brutal dildo was lodged deep into Lesley's pussy with just little over two inches of the shaft still sticking out. The girls slightly readjusted their positions again so that Elisa could press her mouth gag's connector to the metal dildo. It wasn't as easy as it looked and by the time the dildo's mounting mechanism clicked shut with the mouth gag connector, Elisa was down flat on her belly on top of Lesley.

The girls wiggled a bit to find some room to move, being immobilized by their head harnesses that were connected to the two massive dildos buried deep inside them. They managed to get somewhat of a mutual grinding movement going, with their sticky blood-smeared bodies rubbing against each other.

The cuts on the underside of Elisa's breasts were still bleeding and they provided plenty of fresh lube between their bodies. The pressure of the body rubbing only added to the streams of blood. It was nothing, however, compared to the flow that Lesley had to deal with on her face from the wire brush dildo grating the inside of Elisa's pussy. From the two of them, she had definitely had the most visible blood loss. Lesley's would have to be determined as soon as her massive invader came out.

The girls were clearly enjoying their depraved dildo gag 69 even though their moans and groans were completely drowned out by the loud music that was still playing. They continued grinding and moving about with Lesley lying flat on her back with her arms and legs stretched out in a V and Elisa now also lying on top in a similar way.

At the end of a song, the loud industrial rock music stopped and a monotone drum beat filled the room. It seemed to be a cue of some sorts for the girls, because Elisa stopped her movements and brought her hands to her mouth gag to release the dildo from it. It took her a moment to get enough pressure on the two pins that had to be pressed simultaneously to release the locking mechanism.

When her gag was disconnected, she slowly slumped her body up again until she was in the original face sitting position that they started in. Not Lesley, but Elisa then performed the same disconnection trick on the dildo that was buried deep inside herself.

While the girls helped each other to stand up with the massive dildos still buried inside them, a stage assistant dressed in black leather wheeled in two small wooden sawhorses and placed them in the middle of the stage in the spot light. She locked their wheels and also lowered two big metal rings from the ceiling with remote controls, which she handed to the girls. Then she left as quickly as she appeared.

Both Elisa and Lesley, back on their feet, snapped one of the remote controls to their wrists with elastic bands that were connected to them. As they awkwardly stepped over to the new furniture, the drum beat of the music slowed down dramatically. Within seconds it went from a drum to the sound drops of water in a bucket.

This was the cue for the girls to proceed with the next part of their performance. Elisa faced the audience first and stood with her legs a little apart in front of one of the small sawhorses. Then Lesley joined her in the same position. They simultaneously inched backward, each hovering over their own little sawhorse. The wooden furniture was just low enough so that they could stand over it with their legs on both sides. Their bloody crotches, which still had the massive dildos pushed deep inside them, were hovering right over the surface.

Elisa was the first to press her body down. She wiggled a little and used her hands to click the connecting mechanism of the dildo shut against the top surface of the sawhorse, effectively impaling herself on top. Lesley soon followed and she decided to add even more spice to the show by leaning back on the sawhorse in such a way that the massive spiked ball of her dildo was partly visible, pushing out against the tight skin of her abdomen. It evoked some "oohs" and "aahs" from people who were watching.

Lesley removed the remote control from her wrist and Elisa used both her hands to grab and hold on to the big metal ring that hovered over her head. She nodded quickly and Lesley used her remote control to pull her friend's body up. Slowly but surely, Elisa's skinny body was lifted in the air. The girls took their time with this. First Elisa's arms were pulled up and then slowly her blood-smeared torso and abdomen seemed to elongate from the stretch. Elisa's small breasts were still pierced with the skewers she had pushed through previously. The thin woman was now slowly pulled up, away from the sawhorse she was sitting on and inch by inch the massive dildo that was buried inside her pussy was revealed again, standing tall on top of the wooden sawhorse. As more and more inches from the brutal invader became visible again, it was clear that it was fully covered in blood and slime.

Eventually Elisa was pulled up high enough for the whole 13 inch metal wire dildo to be visible again. Streams of blood ran from her tortured pussy down her thighs and plenty of blood also dripped straight down onto the dildo under her. Lesley didn't make Elisa hang any longer than necessary and quickly lowered her partner back down to the sawhorse. You could tell they'd practiced this, because instead of landing right back on top of the dildo, Elisa first gave her body a little swing before Lesley lowered her. It was enough to enable her to land a few inches behind the dildo on the sawhorse. It was now that the audience was confronted with the size of the invader again. With skinny Elisa sitting right behind the mounted invader, it showed how deep it had penetrated her body.

Next to be pulled off of her impaler was Elisa, who dropped her remote control to the floor and stretched her own arms above her head and grabbed the ring that was hanging there. Mistress Lisa, who was watching from the side of the stage, was mesmerized by the way their bloodied gaunt bodies were stretched, showcasing the blood slut queens in all their thin, bony glory. Soon she'd join her girls on stage for the final part of the show.

Elisa also took her time lifting Elisa above the sawhorse. She may even have slowed it down a little to accommodate the ridiculously large spiked ball that filled her partner's abdomen. But in the same way that she was relieved of her dildo, she now lifted Lesley off of hers. Just like Elisa, the girl didn't make a sound. She just closed her eyes and held on to the metal ring that was lifted to the ceiling with a winch.

Elisa's dildo was taller at 15 inches and its spiked ball head was massive at a width of 3.5 inches. This one was also covered in blood and slime and streams of blood ran down her thighs from her mangled pussy and some of it dropped onto the spiky ball. It seemed like the sound of drops of water falling matched the visuals on the stage perfectly.

After a few moments she was also lowered onto the sawhorse. Both skinny girls now sat behind the large torture dildos and again it became very apparent how large the invaders had been when they sat behind them.

Elisa was the first of the two to get up from the sawhorse again. She slowly pulled the two skewers from her breasts and discarded them before she started to work on Lesley's face to remove the elaborate gag system.

When the girls were completely devoid of any decorations again, the music started to pick up again with a grating distorted guitar riff and heavy drums. Lesley grabbed some stuff and knelt down at the very front edge of the stage. She took off her shoes and started performing breast bondage on herself. Her full c-cups were not particularly huge by any standard, but they were quite large for her skinny frame and she was able to bind them at their base with thin rope. She wrapped them very tightly, binding them into quickly discoloring orbs. She obviously had enough experience in this department and quickly wrapped her left breast, then her right and fitted them with small metal rings over the thin rope. These rings, typically used to mount tubes to a surface, could be tightened with wing nuts on one side. When she was satisfied with the rings and her tits were standing up on her chest like small balls, she started fingering her bloody pussy with two hands. The audience now got to see close up how much blood was smeared on her body. From her face and hair to her ankles she was covered in dried or still running blood. In no-time she'd worked her right hand into a fist and up her pussy, fisting herself like it was nothing. Elisa quickly disappeared from view.

Lesley's little solo show distracted the members of the audience from what was happening behind her on the stage. Several workers changed the stage setup and Elisa brought new toys and supplies up from the back of the stage in a cart. The stuff that was previously used was now being replaced with a large rectangular platform on wheels that took almost the entire width of the stage. It was not very high, but featured a large circular rotating platform in the middle. On top of this rotating segment stood a big black altar-like construction made out of cast iron and metal.

The altar itself was not extremely high, maybe just six feet or so, with the other side of the construction being approximately half that height. As it turned around on the stage, the audience got a good look at all the devilish little details – and boy, were there many!

The most noticeable on the altar were the big ornamental cast iron letters that adorned the top of the high side like a banner, no, more like a crown. It read "Oboedite praepositis deam sanguine", "Obey the Goddess of Blood". Under it stood an ornamental chair, also made of cast iron, right in the middle of two Roman columns holding up the letters above.

The torture chair was bolted on a slightly sloped platform that ran forward in front of it into a V-shaped basin. At the point of the V, there was a gap in the slightly higher ridge around the edge of the platform. It was obvious what this was for: any fluids running down onto the platform would pool and drip, or run, out of the tip of the basin onto whatever was directly below it. At the moment, there was nothing except for a few more metal and leather contraptions, which were surely going to be used by the two blood slut queens.

Lesley ended her fisting show but stayed on the edge of the stage. She turned around, facing away from the audience and went down on her hands and knees. She pushed her small ass up and out, which, for the first time, gave the spectators an unobstructed view of her heavily abused pussy and ass. Eagle-eyed viewers might have previously discovered it, but now it was obvious to everyone in the room that there was a very small padlock hanging from Lesley's ass. The girl reached behind herself and tugged on it a few times, which showed that the lock was actually used to seal off her sphincter.

Elisa returned to the stage again and walked straight up to where her partner was kneeling down. Whether she took a shower or was hosed down remained unclear, but the fact of the matter was that virtually all of the dried blood was gone from her skin. She was still completely naked and plenty of her fresh scars were still bleeding, but the contrast with Lesley's fully blood-covered body was like day and night.

Elisa pushed a trolley table in front of her. It had a weird contraption on top of it and several other parts on a shelf below. She pushed the trolley table next to Lesley, who was still fiddling with the padlock. Elisa held the key. She knelt down and unlocked it quickly, pulling the closing mechanism of the padlock from Lesley's double pierced sphincter in one swift move.

Some sounds of awe were heard from the audience. Several spectators had never imagined let alone seen a sphincter piercing and here was a freakish girl who didn't sport a ring or a stud, but just used a small padlock through her pierced holes.

Pretty quickly it was clear why she wore a padlock there in the first place: with the lock gone, she sported quite a gaping ass. Whether it was a trick just for show or her sphincter was actually destroyed, leaving her with a permanent gape, remained unclear as the spectators were given no time to contemplate this thought for long. Elisa had discarded the lock on the floor, and immediately started fingering Lesley's bloody pussy, effectively obstructing the audience's view of the girl's ass.

She didn't have to start slow, as four fingers instantly slid in and a firm push and twist also accommodated her thumb. Elisa's right hand completely disappeared into Lesley's wet cunt and she pumped it in and out a few times before she repeated the same procedure an inch or two higher in her gaping ass.

Lubricated with several well-aimed spits of saliva and Lesley's pussy juices and blood, Elisa's now bloodied hand also quickly disappeared into the second hole, where she seemed to push a little deeper, with half of her forearm eventually going in.

Even though these girls could probably fit much more of Elisa's arm up Lesley's colon, this wasn't the goal and purpose right now. That became clear very quickly when after ten or fifteen strokes in and out, Elisa appeared to be pulling something out of Lesley's ass!

It appeared to be a clear plastic tube that was not totally rigid, but not very flexible either. Elisa slowly pulled it out, her hand actually wrapped around one end of it for the whole procedure. When it was almost completely out, she let go, showing the audience the object that had apparently been filling Lesley's ass the whole time up until now.

The tube was sticking about six inches out of Lesley's ass and appeared to be filled with something. Elisa pulled the last three inches out as well and put it down on the floor between her partner's legs.

The speakers in the theater had been blasting instrumental rock music with grating distortion riff for a while, but the music seemed to slow down again. As the hard rock mixed with classical music, Elisa moved on to the next part of their session. She got up from her knees and went over to the trolley table she had brought on stage with her. She picked up the large contraption on top and held it up to the audience.


It appeared to be quite heavy and in fact it was almost too heavy for the girls to handle. What Elisa held up was the first part of a cast iron body bondage contraption. It showed an ornamental metal helmet-like structure with several leather straps and metal pins hanging from it.

The contraption was not a full helmet. It did go over Lesley's head, but it actually was more of a wide metal band running from the back of the top of her head down the sides, just behind her ears. It looked like it was not so easy to get the top part on, but once it was over Lesley's head, it connected together with a wide collar around the girl's neck.

The construction looked as beautiful as it was ingenious, with very detailed ornaments on every surface and every part fitting together around Lesley's head like a glove. A glove that was apparently going to be an uncomfortable one, because very quickly it became apparent as Elisa fiddled with more and more components, that this helmet was not just for decoration, it was actually going to be a very harsh and very rigid body harness.

When the first part was done and Elisa took a step back to fetch part two, Lesley wore a 3" wide metal collar around her neck, which firmly held her head in place with no room to move. Running to the front from this collar on both the right and left side were leather straps that connected to a metal chin piece that featured quite a large O-ring in Lesley's mouth. The O-ring in turn was connected at its top to two more leather straps running up to the back of her head where the actual helmet-like part of this whole contraption was. Each part of this construction was pressed tightly together by the connecting leather straps, almost crushing Lesley's head in between.

The second part of the harness was a spine-like design which gave everyone in the audience the chills. It appeared to be flexible, but a quick demonstration by Elisa showed that each of the metal vertebrae on this particular spine could be locked into place by turning a wing nut against it. There were three thick curved metal spikes running from the center row of vertebrae to the sides. They appeared to be almost equally spaced along the length. These spikes ended in very sharp silver-colored points, with the topmost spikes being at least two inches longer than the others.

Elisa connected the top of the spine to the collar around Lesley's neck and draped the eerie contraption over her partner's back. It ran all the way from her neck to her ass crack. Apparently the whole length of the spine had sharp sharkfin-like pieces of metal over it, which were now standing up on Lesley's back. At the smallest part of the skinny girl's waist was a metal band that Elisa closed around her partner's belly, so that the spine was firmly held in place for now. The metal band was about an inch wide and was secured on both sides with bolts and wing nuts that Elisa tightened carefully, crushing Lesley's already tiny waist even further with the relentless metal band.

Elisa ignored the spikes on the sides for now, rather getting the third part of the harness, which appeared to be a matching dildo. She held it up for the audience to see. It was quite large and curved. It was as beautifully decorated as the rest of the harness, with intricate designs running over its full surface. At a length of about twelve inches it had a small tip resembling the spikes that also ran from the spine, but that small tip expanded to an impressive width of three inches at its base.

Instead of inserting it into Lesley right then and there, Elisa walked over to the rotating altar behind them, which came to a halt with the high part on the right side of the stage. Lesley stayed on her hands and knees, but grabbed the tube that had been extracted from her ass and crawled over to where her partner went. When she arrived, the music turned up again and soon a loud industrial grind filled the room.

Elisa mounted the large dildo on the left, lower side of the altar, which was apparently the place where Lesley would be immobilized in her harness.

The girl moved into position, still on her knees, her ankles slightly spread apart. Apparently the altar featured matching metal shackles which secured her ankles in place. With a little help from Elisa, Lesley was able to lower herself over the dildo and it disappeared into her pussy inch by inch until it appeared that her upper thighs pressed tightly against the top of her feet.

It was a tight fit, but it worked. In this position, Lesley's harnessed head was not too far under the –V-shaped basin under the torture chair, probably just eight to ten inches away. Elisa adjusted her friend's position a little bit and slowly but surely it became clear what the setup was going to be: Lesley would be impossibly immobilized under the altar, her mouth held open with the O-ring on her tight head harness, forcing her to swallow whatever fluid dripped down from the basin above.

The altar featured some metal bars and extensions that now clearly got a purpose: Elisa pressed Lesley down forward until her collar bones rested against an extension of the altar. A metal band that ran from this extension went around Lesley's upper arm, just behind her shoulder, keeping her torso in place against the altar. Elisa first installed this shackle on Lesley's right arm, which was facing the audience, then on her left arm.

This position forced Lesley to keep her arms behind her back. Elisa was about to also secure those arms and fetched the trolley table with supplies from the front of the stage. It didn't take her long to find the next part of the harness, which consisted of a long metal pin with five inch-wide shackles on each side. These shackles could be pulled closer to the long pin in the middle or loosened. This contraption was nasty. And it was a hint of things to come: all of the shackles featured sharp pins on their insides that would surely be pressed into Lesley's arms as they were closed.

The first set of shackles went around Lesley's wrists, tying them tightly together against the metal pin in the middle. She didn't flinch, it seemed, but the sharp pins were pushed harshly against her bony wrists when Elisa pulled the bolt through and installing the wing nut to close the shackle. Three more of these shackles, spaced about an inch-and-a-half apart, immobilized the girl's lower arms while the fifth and final set, bigger than the four previous ones, went around her elbows.

Elisa had just closed the shackles. She hadn't tightened anything yet. That would have to wait a little. With Lesley now almost firmly in her position, there were only a few more things to take care of before the job was done. Over the next minute or so, Elisa installed several thin metal pins and bars. With them, she connected the head harness to the left side of the altar, behind Lesley, effectively immobilizing the girl's head. It was a little overkill, but another bar connected the chin piece of the head harness to the opposing side of the altar, making it impossible for Lesley to move her head at all.

Other pins and bars connected the girl's arm shackles to the lower altar wall behind her and also the waist harness was connected to the same lower wall. All parts of this harness and altar seemed to have their nuts and bolts already installed. Elisa simply used one tool to tighten them and lock the separate parts into place.

With all connecting and joining parts in place, it was time to tighten all the shackles and install one more part of the body harness: the chest piece. Elisa started with Lesley's arm shackles: one by one she tightened the nuts and bolts, driving the sharp metal pins into the arms of her partner. The girl was completely immobilized, so she couldn't move a limb. The loud industrial music totally obliterated any sound that she might have made. What was obvious, however, was that she did have a physical reaction to the pins being driven into her body: her fingers tightened into fists and her toes curled. Elisa took her time first tightening the shackles themselves, driving the dozens of pins on the insides of them into Lesley's arms. When they were as tight as they could be, Elisa added to Lesley's torture by also tightening the bolts used to draw the shackles closer to the center pin. This forced Lesley's arms in an almost impossible position behind her back with the full length of her forearm, up to and including her elbows virtually touching each other.

The final part of the body harness came in the form of a chest piece. Lesley had previously tightened tube mounting rings around the base of her bound breasts herself and in the meantime her breasts had turned a dark shade of purple. Elisa tightened the rings a little more and installed the chest piece of the harness over them. New rings from the chest piece actually went over the ones that were already installed, but connected to these new rings were several small but pretty long chains all around that now hung down over the sides of Lesley's breasts. One by one they were stretched down to the bottom of the altar, where they were connected to small wheels that could be turned to tighten the pull on the rings around Lesley's tits. Elisa tightened them as much as she could, putting quite some pull on the girl's tits while her immobilized body strained against the harness.

It was quite a sight: Lesley was being strung up like a doll in a relentless and nasty cast iron harness. The gaunt, skinny girl had her fragile body immobilized in this torturous contraption by her partner who now started to work on what would likely be the most shocking part so far.

Up until now, Elisa had ignored the three large curved metal spikes on the spine of the harness. But this was about to change. She started at the bottom, a few inches above the metal band crushing Lesley's waist. She tightened a wing nut that lowered a metal bar that pushed the curved spikes down, both sides simultaneously. With the curve in the spikes, their sharp silver colored tips moved down around Lesley's torso at a speedy rate as Elisa kept tightening the wing nut. Soon they pressed against the girl's skin. And after some more tightening, they also broke through, right between two ribs that were clearly visible on Lesley's torso. This treatment was brutal, but it was only beginning.

The second set of spikes was turned just as tight, which drove them even deeper into Lesley's torso at a wider point. Where the first set looked like they went in less than an inch deep, this second set easily went over an inch, possibly closer to two. The pain combined with the constant pressure was excruciating, but in her current predicament and with the loud music playing, it was hardly possible for Lesley to make this visible and audible in the theatre.

The audience had their eyes glued to the stage, though. They watched as Elisa started tightening the third and final wing nut on the metal spinal column. Soon, much sooner than the previous two, the sharp tips of the last two curved spikes felt resistance from Lesley's skin. The final set of spikes was longer, with a slightly different curve. The tips of these soon pressed against the sides of Lesley's bound tits, right before the metal rings that were crushed against their bases. Elisa wasn't even halfway done with tightening the final wing nut when the tips of the spikes broke through the skin of Lesley's tits. They must have been razor sharp, sliding through the skin like a hot knife through butter. Quicker than anyone would have imagined, more than three inches of the spikes disappeared into the tit meat, curving back and down, driving the tips of the spikes toward or again the girl's breast plate.

When the thick 8 millimeter pins were all in place, Elisa was as good as done with her work. She picked up the tube that came from Lesley's ass and that the girl had brought over to the altar. Apparently the top part of the tube could be taken off. Elisa produced six thick meat skewers from the tube. They were identical to the ones she had previously used to poke her own tits during the dildo 69 scene. This time around she would not use them on herself. Instead, she knelt down next to Lesley and aligned the first pin right next to the girl's left nipple and pushed it into her tied and bulging tit meat. With the girl's breasts bound and compressed the way they were, it didn't take a lot of force to make the razor sharp pin break through the skin and slide in.

Elisa actually tilted the skewer outward, so that its sharp tip would exit out of Lesley's tit again near the ring around the base. She pressed it all the way in until just the ring at the very end sat against Lesley's areola. One by one the skewers went through, first three through her left breast, then her right. When all six thick pins were in, Elisa stood up and walked from left to right one more time, inspecting all the work she had done on Lesley.

She had done everything that she was supposed to. Lesley's bloodied body was now impaled on the thick curved dildo on the altar, her arms and legs tightly bound with spiked shackles, her head, torso and bound breasts immobilized in an unforgiving metal harness that drove sharp pins through the skin of her chest and tits. Mouth spread wide open with an O-ring, ready to receive whatever would come down from the altar's basin above.

And it was exactly that basin and the integrated chair on top that would be the focus of the performance for the next few minutes. Elisa walked around to the other side of the altar. She took off her shoes as well and used a small flight of steps on the back side to climb onto the right side of the structure.

This was Mistress Lisa's cue to join her slave girls on stage for the over-the-top finale of what had been a deviously entertaining evening. Lisa carried a large tray with several items that she put down on the trolley table that Elisa had previously used. While Elisa waited next to the altar's torture chair, Lisa picked up a devilish torture device from her tray: it was a modified Pear of Anguish.

The device was quite large for its kind, its large end resembling a baseball size American football, and matched the whole cast iron altar in style and color. At the other end where the turning handle was, hung a metal chain of about three feet in length.

Lisa briefly held it up for the audience to see before she stepped toward Lesley at the left side of the altar. This whole setup, while intriguing, had taken quite a while to put together live on stage and Lisa was aware that despite the current brutal position of Lesley, there hadn't been any real action on stage for a while.

Lisa turned the handle at the back of the Pear to show how its three leafs spread out like a devious flower. She turned it all the way out to show the audience how wide it went. All three leafs were as beautifully decorated as the altar itself and their surfaces were far from smooth, featuring various short pins and sharkfin-like studs. As quickly as Lisa made it bloom, she made it retract and without hesitation she bent over and pushed the thick end of the device against Lesley's large ass hole. It disappeared past her loose sphincter in moments and Lisa quickly started turning the handle when it was in place. Judging from the speed with which Lisa worked, she expanded the Pear's flaps as quickly as she did during her little demonstration, which was quite an accomplishment on the part of both the mistress and her slave girl. The handle went as far down as it did during the little demonstration, so it was obvious to everyone watching that Lesley's ass was being ravaged inside. It made several people wonder how many of those treatments it took for a sphincter to get loose like hers.

Lisa pulled the chain at the end of the Pear through a hole in the back of the altar and picked up three heavy weights that were part of the construction there. One by one they were hung from the chain, putting quite some pull on the Pear in Lesley's tortured ass.

On her way over to the other side of the altar, Lisa picked up her next instrument of torture, which would actually be the last that she would use on Lesley. Whoever thought that not much could be added to the girl's predicament was wrong: Lisa used a thick curved sewing needle to thread thin leather straps through Lesley's lips. First she worked on the top, threading the first length of about a foot through the girl's face on the left side. When it was in, she quickly worked the bottom on the same side and then repeated the process on the right side of Lesley's Face. Then she discarded the curved needle and pulled the straps to the back of Lesley's head, grotesquely stretching the girl's lips open. The thin straps were then tied down to the head harness: the top two connected to the harness piece on the back of Lesley's head, the bottom two to her collar. Lesley's mouth wasn't actually open any wider than before, but the leather straps were a nice visual addition to her predicament. It certainly looked more painful than a few moments ago.


With the younger blood slut all done for the finale, it was time for Lisa to get Elisa in position. With a little nod of her head she signaled that her longtime slave girl should take her place on the seat that was still free. To some, the chair may have looked like a throne, but soon enough everyone in the theatre realized that it was a nasty, cruel and devious throne of pain.

Its seat was entirely covered with short and sharp metal spikes, just like its armrests and its legs. Hanging to the sides of the armrests and down the legs were several hinged arches, covered with similar spikes on the inside. They had electrical wires running to them from the back of the chair.

The back rest didn't look like anything restful at all. It was based around a metal spine which was actually shaped like a human spine, running up from the seat with many curved metal pins sticking out of its sides, some short like ribs, others longer like curved skewers until it ended in a contraption featuring many leather straps and several metal wire frames.

Elisa was brave. She sat down on the sharp spikes of the seat without hesitation. Lisa stepped up and immediately closed two shackles that connected Elisa's ankles to the legs of the chair. Unlike Elisa, who first closed all the shackles on Lesley before tightening anything, Lisa didn't wait for everything to be in place. As soon as the shackles closed around Elisa's ankles, Lisa tightened them with the same tool that was previously used by Elisa herself, driving the sharp pins inside into the girl's legs.

As invisible as Lesley's pain had been due to her position, so obvious was Elisa's suffering. The girl screamed and twisted and writhed on the spiky seat, grabbing hold of the arm rests instinctively, only to realize that she was cutting her own hands open on the sharp spikes that lined the furniture.

Lisa laughed the way she always did when her slaves worsened their predicament themselves. Elisa inspected her bleeding hands and braced herself for the tightening of the second ankle cuff, clearly trying to avoid making the same mistake twice. She knew full well, however, that even though she could try her hardest, resistance against this altar was futile. Already from her movement on top of the seat, she was bleeding heavily again from her buttocks and thighs. When both cuffs were tightened and all the pins on the inside were driven into Elisa's ankles, she couldn't move her feet anymore.


Mistress Lisa moved on to the head harness that sat on top of the chair's freaky spinal column. It was similar to the one that Lesley wore and also featured a wide cast iron collar that went around Elisa's neck. Instead of an O-ring, Elisa received a fairly large ball gag that was secured with leather straps around her head. Lisa fiddled with some of the nuts and bolts on the spine to really straighten it, forcing Elisa to sit up straight like a candle. Lisa tilted the girl's head backwards in an uncomfortable position by tilting the wide metal collar. When it was sealed in place, she added to Elisa's predicament by screwing several thick and pointy bolts into neatly spaced holes all along the surface of the neck collar. The metal collar was about half an inch thick itself and these bolts were about an inch long. Eight of them were completely screwed into their matching holes all around Elisa's neck, pressing their sharp pins relentlessly into the girl's throat and neck, making it even more impossible for her to even move a muscle.

After a minute or so, several small streams of blood ran down from behind the wide collar, illustrating that this performance was real and unforgiving and that Mistress Lisa's Blood Slut Queens meant business.

Elisa's hands were also shackled to the arm rests in the same way that her ankles were immobilized against the chair's legs. When they were tied down, Lisa stepped to the right side of the altar and it looked like she flipped a switch. Instantly several spot lights that were previously invisible turned on and started lighting the two girls tied up in the torture device. In addition, three arm-like contraptions rose up from the underside of the altar. Everyone in the audience looked up in amazement. There seemed to be more to this altar than anyone had previously thought.

Several things happened fairly quickly after another: Lisa pressed a button and almost instantly the four hinged arches with the spikes inside closed around Elisa's forearms and lower legs, effectively pinning her limbs to the spiked surface of the chair. The girl couldn't move or make a sound, but the pain was excruciating. Immediately afterward, two of the three arm-like implements smacked down on Elisa's chest and retracted instantly.

Blood ran down from Elisa's small breasts to her abdomen. What became very apparent is that those two arms had one purpose only: smack a sharp spiked surface against Elisa's chest with considerable force. As soon as everyone realized what was happening, the arms smacked down once more.

Lisa had stepped away to the right front side of the stage and held a wireless controller in her hands. She showed it to the audience and allowed Lady Victoria on the front row to press one of the buttons. Almost instantly the arms smacked down on Elisa's bleeding breasts again. Lisa asked her friend to come up on stage for a demonstration of the machine.

Lady Victoria didn't have to think twice and was up on stage next to her friend in no time. Lisa explained how the wireless controller worked. The thing was identical to a gaming console controller, featuring two analog sticks for movement, a d-pad with four directional buttons and four color-coded action buttons. On the back of the device were two trigger buttons as well as two bumper buttons. All of them seemed to have some kind of function.

Due to the loud music, none of the spectators could hear what the two mistresses were discussing, but it quickly became apparent what this machine could do. One of the analog sticks controlled the movement of the arms that had now made a bleeding mess of Elisa's already tortured tits. The press of a button activated them and two of the d-pad buttons were used to increase or decrease intensity of their impact.

Lady Victoria tried one of the suggestions Lisa had given her and when she pressed the action button again, the two arms adjusted themselves and smacked down on Elisa's lower torso. The two mistresses played around like this for a minute or two in which the poor Elisa had to endure the machine's relentless force time and time again. When Lisa thanked Victoria and let her return to her seat, the slave girl honored her name Blood Slut Queen: even though she was mostly cleaned up after her previous detour backstage, she was now once again fully covered in her own blood, which was running down her body from the many puncture wounds created by the machine. Even though the wounds were shallow, they produced a lot of blood and Lisa pointed at the V-shaped tip of the basin that Elisa's chair was sitting on. Apparently there had been a plug of sorts that she now removed, letting all the freshly pooled blood drip down, straight into Lesley's grotesquely stretched open mouth.

It was quite a sight and the whole scene was very well lit by the machine itself, so the audience could see exactly what was happening. The two stars of the show didn't move at all in their bondage. Lisa made Elisa's body stretch a little bit by using the remote control to lift the collar around her neck. The mistress was not done with her girls yet. There was one more robotic arm on the machine that she had yet to demonstrate and it was now time to do so.

Using the wireless controller, she moved the third arm up and forward. It extended from the machine from under Elisa's chair and now bent towards the immobilized slave girl. Several members of the audience almost got up from their seats to get a better view when they realized that at the end of this third arm was nothing less than an oscillating surgical saw! The tool operated noiseless, it seemed, unable to break through the wall of distorted guitars and pounding drums that blasted through the theater.

Lisa dictated its every move with the wireless controller and for starters, she moved the rotating blade forward toward Elisa's left arm. Apparently almost everything about the tool could be adjusted. Its blade, about three inches in diameter, started out in a vertical position, but was now completely horizontal. Lisa guided it forward some more until it hit the skin of Elisa's upper left arm and created a shallow gash.

Some more "oohs" and "aahs" emerged from the spectators as the mistress created a pattern of cuts identical to the ones Lesley had created on Elisa's right arm with a razor blade not too long ago.

Even though the cuts were not as deep as they could have been, they did what they were supposed to do: they produced blood. Lisa continued her assault on Elisa's body by moving the rotating blade over her upper thighs until they were also covered in blood.

Whenever enough blood pooled in the basin to run down, it ran or dripped straight into Lesley's mouth. The girl was one with the machine, unable to move or interact in any way, shape or form. Since the speed at which the blood came varied from time to time, some of the fluid had not gone straight into her mouth, but spilled on her face, which was now covered in it.

Everyone in the theater was shocked at the brutal, calculated and mechanical manner in which Lisa exsanguinated her slave girl. Her blood loss was getting to the level now where she would soon pass out, if she hadn't already, but somehow the spectators knew that was exactly what the goal was. Of course they'd seen the previous show where Alyssa blacked out from her brutal treatment. This final act was already surpassing that one.

Lisa was done with the girl's legs. She moved the oscillating blade back up, toward Elisa's chest, where it hovered right in front of the fresh stitches that Lesley had given her after slicing the meat of her small breasts with a razor blade at the start of this session.

The blade only hovered momentarily. Then it moved forward and sliced straight through the stitches, opening up the fresh gash in Elisa's breast and adding a little depth in the process. Lisa didn't retract the arm, but used her controller to move it over to the other side of Elisa's torso, slicing through everything in its path, creating an almost foot long gash across the poor girl's chest.

But that wasn't it yet for Elisa. As quickly as the blade moved from right to left, it moved back from left to right about an inch or so higher, right above the girl's nipples. As brutal as some of the previous treatments had been, this had to be the worst. This was messier than a murder scene and there was no way to tell if the immobilized girl was even conscious or not. Her head was pulled up and backward, giving the audience no view of her eyes and her mouth had been ball gagged for a while now.

When the second gash was done, Lisa walked away to the side of the stage, giving the audience an unobstructed view of the profusely bleeding Elisa and the blood running down the basin into Lesley's mouth. As the mistress disappeared, the rotating blade retracted out of view and when she was about to step off the stage, she tapped the button for the pin smackers three more times.

The machine smacked the sharp spiked surfaces against Elisa's chest three more times in the same fashion it had before, compressing the sliced flesh and squeezing more blood out. As the flow of blood from this last brutal assault ran down Elisa's abs, dropped from the chair and pooled in the basin, the lights went down slowly on the stage, leaving one spot light from the machine on Lesley's open mouth until it had received the last big splash from above. Then the stage went completely dark.