Fleur V: Blackout

The red ‘ON AIR’ sign lit up again after the third commercial break of the hour. This was it, the live last round of sick and twisted game show Pain Factor, also known as the ‘masochist competition’. The last two girls remaining had suffered several rounds of physical abuse and degradation in the circus of Mistress Satanica, who was also the show’s host.

Dressed in a tight black latex outfit and thigh high boots with gun barrels for heels, the thirtysomething dominatrix looked stunning, as she did every episode so far of this new web series. Her bright pink long straight hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, which revealed her heart shaped pretty face with dark green eyes, a slim nose and pouty lips. Her body was fully covered in tight latex with several leather straps here and there, revealing only the shape of her slender frame, while leaving the rest to the imagination.

The last two remaining masochists were completely naked and had taken a kneeling position in front of Satanica. Their bodies were dirty, beaten, bruised, cut and bleeding from the previous game rounds that they had battled through.

Starting off the show, eight girls competed in the first round by first enduring a two-minute assault by a whipping machine on their chests and buttocks. The machines each featured five braided plastic strings that immediately bruised and broke the skin for an intense start of the show. After that, they had to crawl through an obstacle course that was filled with barbed wire, razor sharp edges and sadistic booby traps, while wearing a full leather hood that made them unable to see anything.

While that was a challenge in itself, Mistress Satanica’s production team had supplied all of them with four footlong metal chains with strong alligator clamps on both ends and a large selection of weights, one kilogram each, that could be strung along the chains. It was up to each girl to see if and how she would use these supplies to try and score five bonus seconds deducted from her time for every weight that was brought over the finish line. The two girls with the lowest score were eliminated.

The second round had featured a ‘food’ challenge much like the famous ones from early 2000s American TV show Fear Factor that notoriously disgusted viewers on purpose. Pain Factor upped the ante for this format by not only picking up where the original TV network stopped broadcasting, but going even further.

The six girls who were still remaining after round one were relieved of their hoods and led to their own kitchenette station in a restaurant slash bar setting with live guests and participants, where they had to use a blender to make a disgusting mixture of dried donkey testicles and other foul mystery ingredients supplied by Mistress Satanica and handled by an assistant at the stations.

But just a mixture of disgusting ingredients wasn’t enough for this show. Not long after the first girl, a fit brunette covered in tattoos and piercings, had blended her ingredients to find out the concoction was too dry to drink, the host informed the competing quartet that the task would be a little more challenging than that.

She pointed out the many knives, cleavers, graters and other utensils available to the contestants and simply announced that they each had to produce 150 milliliters, about 5 fl.oz, of their own blood to make the mixture somewhat more fluid. Once their cups were filled, verified and added to the blender, they were also allowed to ask the people in the restaurant to contribute bodily fluids to help get the concoction drinkable.

Two girls didn’t even try the round, and one gave up halfway, so only three girls remained for the third and, so far, most physically demanding round.

The contestants were locked in a spread eagled position in between two very intricate looking machines with a lot of barrels, pins, tubes and the likes.

They were fitted with a VR headset and had access to two special controllers, one for each hand.  Then they played a virtual reality game of mini battle royale, in which the ‘hits’ with various weapons were carried out in almost real time on their bodies by various sophisticated machine systems.

The game only featured ranged weapons. Pistols and semi-automatic guns, in this instance, with various in-game bonuses to modify their ammo: fire effect, electricity, corrosive and even explosive mods were available for pickup in the game world. In the studio, the machines translated these effects to very practical tortures.

Ammo without mods was simulated with simple pellet guns shooting actual pellets at the girls. As far as the mods went, the fire effect was simple: the machines in front of the girls featured dozens of heated metal pins with flat or rounded tips. Depending on the type of gun used and the distance of the projectile that was fired in game, the machine adjusted the number of pins and force of the impact with which they were shot out against the girls’ bodies. Aiming played a role in the virtual reality world, since the machines in front of and behind the girls could dish out tortures aimed specifically at both legs, and the upper and lower torso, front and back.

The fire mod worked with heat and electricity bullets were simulated by pressing electrified pins against their skin instead. The corrosive modifier was simulated by shooting out a quantity of acid relative to the in-game damage score, so that a larger area of skin would be affected by a hit. Lastly, the explosive modifier was performed by actually pressing a lit firecracker against the skin where a hit was registered and letting it explode.

A limited selection of hard-to-find one-off weapons in the game included a crossbow, which translated to actual darts from the machines, and a shotgun, which was performed with multiple pellet guns firing their shots at once.

The girls were able to pick up in-game health bonuses as well, which meant a better chance at winning, but also a longer exposure to the various weapons. The whole game was a sadomasochistic predicament for the contestants

Even though the third round was brutal, it was nothing compared to the stuff that would come next. The last round of Pain Factor was always the most intense. The two remaining finalists went head to head in a game of dares involving self-torture or physical torture dished out by Mistress Satanica herself.

Fleur looked over at her opponent. She had underestimated this girl. They had started out next to each other at the very start of the competition and Fleur thought that this Chloe would be one of the first to go. The skinny brunette seemed ditzy, aloof and more preoccupied with her looks than her performance. But as the show went on, she proved her worth by not only ranking the fastest time on the obstacle course (and winning a bonus prize), but also outbidding Fleur on the third head-to-head round of the finale. What was worse, was that she not only outbid Fleur, but also managed to pull off the dares that Mistress Satanica had given the girls.

Fleur had won round one. She knew it was crucial to win and she also knew the intensity level would increase with every round, so when Satanica asked the girls to bid an amount of times they would be willing to undergo a ‘mystery torture’, she had written down the number 40 while Chloe started at 10. The other girl backed out immediately, leaving the round to Fleur to endure. It ended up being 40 lashes of a single tail on her pussy and asshole in an inverted suspension.

Mistress Satanica wanted the finale to be a show, so before half of the count was up, she had beaten Fleur’s labia and asshole to a bloody mess, only to break Fleur even more by aiming specifically for her sphincter with the last few hits.

When it came to bidding for round two, Fleur was still groggy and exhausted from the brutal punishment she had just received. She wasn’t sure if another whipping punishment was something she should take on at this point in the game, but didn’t want to chicken out. So, she participated in the bidding to make sure the pretty brunette had to earn her way to round 3.

But after taking a brutal whipping on her bound breasts, the girl also managed to beat Fleur in round 3, which was a head to head competition in which the girls had to impale themselves on a series of increasingly large wooden dildos. In a surprisingly fast race, Chloe managed to work her way through all six before Fleur even managed to finish the fourth.

The first three had been child’s play, because they were supposed to go in their pussies. The last three had to be taken up the ass and for Fleur this was quite a task after what Mistress Satanica had done to her in round one.

Now behind at 1-2 in a game of best-of-five, Fleur had no choice but to go all-in on round four. This wasn’t what Fleur had wanted or counted on.

Usually on this show, one of the finalists would back out or fail to perform one of the dares given to them. The third round was a head-to-head, not a bidding war. So, by design, the fourth round was always a steep step up on the ladder of pain and torture.

And this episode, round four did not disappoint. It was time for the ‘Wheels of Torture’ and Mistress Satanica wasted no time and spun the first wheel immediately. Achingly slow, the categories for the next method of torture flew by the selection marker at the top of the wheel. ‘Whips,’ ‘Burns,’ ‘Electro,’ ‘Sharps,’ and ‘Satanica’s Choice’ were the five options available, and of course tonight the wheel halted at ‘Satanica’s Choice’.

Fleur was dead serious, Chloe slightly amused. The brunette could play this round out as long as she wanted; she was ahead in the competition. There was a good chance that Fleur would be incapacitated somewhere during this round’s increasingly insane tortures.

The audience erupted when Mistress Satanica announced that for these two exquisite pain sluts, she would test them with sharps this round. Everyone who watched this show regularly knew that sharps were Mistress Satanica’s tool of choice. Several assistants wheeled in ten small pillars with display cases that were -for now- obscured with black fabric.

While the cheers subsided, Satanica started spinning the second wheel, which would determine the number of sharps that would be up for bids this round. The wheel stopped spinning at number 4, meaning that only the top 4 out of the 10 prepared sharps would be used.

In true sadistic fashion, the first six (and least impactful) instruments were discarded, but not before showing them to the audience and contestants.

Case number 1 featured a single, small hypodermic needle, which evoked laughter from the audience. From there a few cases went slightly up in number of pins and needles and their size, until case number 5 seriously increased the impact with two regular scalpels and case number 6 showed an electrical screwdriver and four fairly long screws. Cases 7 through 10 remained closed, for now.

Mistress Satanica explained to the contestants and audience once more how this fourth round worked: she asked Fleur and Chloe to think of how many implements of the four that were still left they would be willing to undergo to win this round. Then she walked over to the last three wheels of torture that hadn’t been used yet.

The first wheel was used to select the body part for the torture, the second one was used to select who would apply the instrument: the contestant herself, the other contestant or Mistress Satanica. The last wheel featured six choices for the ‘sharps’ category of instruments, which were represented on the wheel by two segments each: ‘scratch’, ‘cut’, ‘carve’, ‘gash’, ‘stab’ and ‘perforate’.

The brunette Chloe had a wicked smile on her face when she placed a bid of ‘3’ for the number instruments of torture she would be willing to take to win this round. She -and everyone else- knew Fleur would have to go to all four and complete all of them to even stay in the game. So she couldn’t suppress a chuckle when Mistress Satanica asked Fleur what her counterbid was, and Fleur had no choice but to accept all four instruments of torture.

Since it was fairly obvious what the situation was after Fleur formalized her bid, Mistress Satanica didn’t waste any more time and gestured for Fleur to come to her. Fleur got up from her kneeling position and followed the mistress to a small podium nearby where she was told to kneel again.

Chloe was asked to spin the three wheels and she produced ‘thighs’, ‘Mistress Satanica’ and ‘scratch’ for the first round.

“Tits down, ass up!” the mistress instructed Fleur. “And spread those knees!”

The new position put Fleur’s whipped pussy and ass on full display. The camera closeups gave the audience a good view of the harsh, bloody punishment Satanica had executed during the earlier round.

“Let’s see what case number 7 has to offer,” the mistress said as she walked over to reveal the first tool that she would use herself to scratch Fleur’s thighs with.

She picked up a needle point dagger: a slim, double sided knife with a blade of approximately six inches in length. The audience applauded, but quickly went silent when Satanica took the dagger and walked over to Fleur with it.

“Such a shame it just says ‘scratch’. What do you think?” she asked out loud to the audience, “should we replace that one with something more spectacular for our next show?”

Wild cheers erupted in approval.

Satanica knelt down next to Fleur and waited for one of the camera operators to move in position for the best viewing angle before she pressed the sharp tip of the dagger into the skin of Fleur’s thighs just below her right ass cheek and scratched the tip down over Fleur’s skin, leaving a shallow cut that immediately started bleeding.

Fleur gritted her teeth, but made sure to not make a sound, as she didn’t want to give anyone the satisfaction. There would surely be more harsh treatments ahead in this round.

Satanica quickly scraped the tip of the blade down again, parallel to the first track, and repeated the motion on Fleur’s left thigh. These punishments didn’t say how many scratches, cuts or perforations were to be administered. That was completely up to whoever got the pleasure to perform them.

Fleur was expecting more, but Satanica already got up to keep the pace going and while the mistress told Fleur to ‘not move’, she instructed the brunette to spin the Wheels of Torture again.

For the second round, the wheel that was used to select a body part got stuck on a pin that separated ‘pussy’ from ‘ass’. Chloe looked puzzled at Mistress Satanica, who served as the tiebreaker in situations like these.

“Let’s wait and see what the other wheels say,” the mistress commanded, so the brunette turned to wheel number two and gave it a strong spin.

The second wheel landed on ‘Mistress Satanica’ again and a spin of the third wheel determined an action of ‘perforate’.

“Hmm,” the mistress paused for a second. Then she said: “I’ll take it. There is so much you can do with pussy and ass at the same time. And this girl’s parts have already been properly warmed up.”

Satanica walked over to the next case to reveal three sliving meat hooks. The stainless steel hooks looked like elongated s-shapes with a sharp pointed end on the hook side and a rounder curve without the pointed end on the other end. The Mistress already had a devilish idea in mind when she picked up the meat hooks from their case.

Fleur hadn’t moved an inch, just like Satanica had instructed her. She was still on her elbows and knees with her toned ass and thighs pushed up in the air. The Mistress called Chloe over and handed her two of the three hooks while keeping the first one for herself.

“Hold these for me, dear. And watch closely. This is gonna be fun!”

Satanica squatted next to Fleur and probed the girl’s labia with one hand while she held the meat hook in the other.

“Let’s see how these stretch,” she said as she pulled Fleur’s right outer pussy lip down and tried to push the sharp tip of the first meat hook through the skin.

It proved to be a little tougher than to simply press the sharp hook against Fleur’s skin to hook her pussy lip. Mistress Satanica called for a forceps and some pliers from her production team, which were quickly brought over. With those, piercing Fleur’s labia proved child’s play and the Mistress had both of Fleur’s labia hooked on the stainless steel pin within a minute.

Fleur didn’t make a sound. She had closed her eyes and gritted her teeth and had mentally prepared herself for what she knew was coming. The masochist had expected the mistress to pierce the other meat hooks through her labia in much the same fashion, but was unpleasantly surprised that Satanica had different plans.

The mistress gestured for Chloe to give her the second of the hooks, which the skinny brunette did with a smile on her face.

“This next one is not going to go where you may think,” Satanica informed Fleur. “Spread your ass, now!” she commanded and Fleur hesitantly obeyed. She didn’t like that she wasn’t able to watch what the mistress was doing. Unfortunately, that was just the situation she was in, and also unfortunately, things were about to get much worse.

Mistress Satanica held the meat hook up for the audience to see and slowly brought the sharp curved tip down in front of Fleur’s pierced pussy. She parted the pierced lips with two fingers while guiding the meat hook slowly inside, tilting the hook slowly, to align it the way she wanted it.

First one, then two of her fingers probed Fleur’s experienced asshole as Mistress Satanica felt how the meat hook was traveling inside her contestant’s body. When she was satisfied, she slowly pulled her fingers back out.

Then, with a swift, strong tug, she pulled the hook up and back, piercing the wall between Fleur’s vagina and colon and pulling the sharp tip of the hook back out through Fleur’s asshole.

The audience gasped and cheered and Fleur wailed out in pain as the hook penetrated her insides. She had figured out what the mistress was going to do, but wasn’t prepared for the sharp and nauseating pain this brought. She immediately let go of her ass cheeks and started slamming her fists against the floor.

There was surprisingly little blood. None was visible at all, as a matter of fact. It was kind of disappointing for the visual medium this show was on, but seeing the metal tip of the meat hook stick out of Fleur’s sphincter generously made up for the lack of blood.

Mistress Satantica was only two thirds done with this round, though, and she explained immediately to the audience that while it may look nice to push another hook through Fleur’s pussy and ass by inserting it the other way around, through the asshole first, she wasn’t looking forward to fan complaints that she just used the same piercing hole again for the third hook, so she upped the ante once again for the third hook.

“You,” she addressed Chloe, “get over here and keep her ass spread open.”

The skinny brunette was eager to help. Even though her body didn’t have the cut muscle tone that made Fleur’s stand out in any crowd, Chloe had a noticeably smaller waist while her breasts were virtually the same size as Fleur’s. Unrestricted, they slightly swayed left and right inversely to her hips as she strolled over to the podium that Fleur was on. She handed the third and last meat hook to Satanica and then knelt next to Fleur. Chloe wrapped one arm around Fleur’s ass and used both hands to spread the buttocks wide. Just as a tease of her own, she stuck out her tongue and licked the meat hook from the sharp tip to Fleur’s bloody and bruised sphincter.

“Ooh, feisty!” Mistress Satanica exclaimed. “How does she taste?”

“She will taste better with another hook in there,” Chloe deadpanned and she received cheers from the audience and a chuckle from the show’s host.

“Maybe I will let you have that pleasure,” Mistress Satanica thought to herself, not knowing how seriously turned on Chloe had become from being on this show and competing in these sadomasochistic games and seeing a stunning girl like Fleur undergo these harsh treatments.

“Well, let’s hook her again, then!” Satanica exclaimed.

The mistress didn’t have much choice of where to hook Fleur next if she wanted to ramp up the intensity. She guided the sharp tip of the meat hook through Fleur’s sphincter and into her ass. Then she used the fingers of her left hand again to feel the sharp hook through the skin.

This time, she had turned the hook sharply upward after inserting it past the sphincter and she used the same technique to quickly and suddenly pull the hook up. Chloe’s eyes had been fixated on what the Mistress was doing and her eyes widened when she saw the tip of the hook break through the skin just a few inches from her face.

Fleur wailed again as another hook perforated the other side of her colon wall. Satanica looked satisfied and started playing with the two meat hooks that were now sticking out of Fleur’s ass. She pulled on both of them simultaneously and one by one, creating a little show for the audience, to which Chloe had a front row seat.

The Mistress looked Chloe in the eye and nodded, giving the other contestant the green light to have another taste of Fleur’s hooked ass. The brunette didn’t hesitate or wait. She immediately turned her body so she could move her head down and between Fleur’s buttocks, which she still held wide open with her hands.

She started lapping her wet tongue ferociously up and down Fleur’s pussy lips and into her ass while using the hooks to open Fleur’s sphincter until Mistress Satanica thought it was time to move on to round three.

The Mistress quickly removed the hooks again from Fleur’s labia and ass and told her contestant to ‘not move’ again while Chloe got up, wiped her lips and made her way back to the Wheels of Torture.

Fleur softly groaned as the production moved on. She had been able to handle the pain from the punishments and Chloe’s warm and wet tongue has been an unexpected but welcome surprise. It got her motor running in a higher gear again. There was no rule in this show that said contestants couldn’t masturbate themselves, so that’s exactly what Fleur did as she waited for Chloe to turn the wheels.

Way faster than Fleur wanted, the three wheels spun and halted again. Luckily, Fleur’s pussy and ass were off the hook for the next part of this round.

The wheels had indicated ‘tits’, ‘other contestant’ and ‘stab’. Chloe’s excitement radiated from her face after she saw that she was the one to execute the next punishment on Fleur. She was eager to find out what she would be allowed to use to torment her attractive competitor.

But before Mistress Satanica was ready to reveal the next instrument of torture, she enlightened the audience that there would be no tit torture performed without binding these magnificent natural tits into imposing orbs. The Mistress commanded Fleur to get up on her knees again and used a length of thin red rope to bind her breasts. Then she walked over to case #9.

Several longtime fans of the show thought that Mistress Satanica had prior knowledge of the tools that were lined up in each case, but no one ever produced any evidence of this. Tonight’s episode almost appeared to prove the opposite, as the Mistress’ face signaled genuine surprise and excitement when she revealed two cordless power drills in the second-to-last case.

With the tools revealed, it was time for a formal phrase from the mouth of the Mistress again: “Contestant, what is your request?” Satanica asked.

Fleur dreaded the answer, but she was eager to show her strength and masochism, so she replied: “Please let her stab my bound tits with those power tools.”

“Very well,” Satanica replied and she nodded while handing the drills to Chloe. “Since our contestant is so eager to receive your stabs, you may stab her tits twice with both tools, anywhere and any way you like.”

The brunette quickly pulled the triggers of the machines, which turned on a small light and activated the drills, which rotated at a nice 1900 rpm. The drills were fitted with stainless steel surgical drill bits with sharp points and angled cutting edges, ensuring smooth cuts through bone. At 5 millimeters or 2 gauge in diameter and a little over 3 inches in length, the drills would surely drill deeply into any soft tissue they were pressed against.

“Any way I like?” Chloe confirmed with Mistress Satanica. “But ‘stab’ means to insert, you cannot push it all the way through from one side to another,” the Mistress replied

Chloe nodded. She wasn’t planning on perforating anything, she was just eager to find out how it would look and feel to push those power drills deep into the bound tits of her competition.

The brunette didn’t wait at all. She turned around and faced the audience while pumping the power tools in the air to rile them up. They roared right back at her. It was quite a funny sight to see the tall and slender naked Chloe pump the drills in the air. Fleur was a stunning beauty, but so was she in her own right, with a pretty face to match her spectacular body. Chloe pulled her pony tail loose and shook her head a couple of times to reveal her full, big, slightly curly hair. The audience at it up.

Then she turned around and faced Fleur, who was still on her knees the way Mistress Satanica had left her after binding her breasts with the thin rope.

“Offer them to me,” Chloe demanded. “ Cup them with your hands and present them to me.”

Fleur looked over to where Satanica was watching. The Mistress nodded and said: “Do as she says. She’s the boss this round.”

Fleur sighed and reached her hands up and cupped the underside of her bulging bound breasts. Then she looked Chloe straight in the eye and pushed her chest a little further up and out.

“How long does one stab count?” Chloe asked the Mistress. “From the moment you push the tips in until you pull the drills out again,” she replied.

With a wicked grin on her face, Chloe positioned the drills on opposite sides of Fleur’s bulging breasts, right above the hands that Fleur used to present her best assets.

“Push them together,” Chloe commanded and Fleur obeyed slowly.

When Chloe was satisfied, she pressed the sharp tips of the drills against the sides of Fleur’s breasts and pushed the metal drills into the flesh while she pulled the triggers of the power tools.

Whereas Fleur had been able to keep from crying during the previous games on this show, she screamed out in pain and broke down in tears almost immediately when the drills slid deeply into her bound breasts.

Instinctively her hands let go of her bleeding tits as soon as the pain started and now Chloe was keeping Fleur’s tits pressed together between the power tools. Even though both drills had already slid fully into Fleur’s tits, she kept the triggers of the power tools active and started yelling at Fleur to cup her bloody breasts again.

It took Fleur a while to compose herself with the power tools still running an turning at incredible speeds inside her perforated tits, before she managed to cup her tits again. They were sticky from all the blood that seeped out of the deep wounds. When she finally did cup them, Chloe started to pull the drills out ever so slowly while keeping them turning at full speed.

The first of two stabbings with the power tools was brutal: it left deep punctures in Fleur’s purple tits and those wounds bled quite a bit.

“Hold them up like that,” Chloe commanded as she squatted in front of Fleur. “I wanna see.”

The brunette inspected her handiwork up close and seemed very satisfied with what she saw.

“Now squeeze your tits, come on!” she yelled.

Fleur reluctantly obeyed, gritted her teeth and squeezed more blood out of the fresh puncture wounds. The sticky fluid ran down her tits and abdomen and dripped on the platform that she was kneeling on.

Satanica was impressed. Of course in previous episodes contestants were entertaining in their delivery of the punishments whenever a wheel indicated the contestants were to perform tortures on each other, but Chloe looked like she genuinely had a lot of arousing fun.

The brunette moved from her squatting position to her knees, right in front of Fleur and looked her victim straight in the eye.

“I’m going to drill your tits again, and when I do, you will kiss me like your life depends on it.” Chloe stated.

Fleur frowned, but deep inside she was quite aroused by the whole situation. Feeling some tongue from this pretty brunette didn’t seem so bad at all right now. She slowly nodded.

Chloe moved in very close to Fleur, leaving just enough space between their tits for the power tools to fit between them and then she pressed the blood-covered tips of the drills against Fleur’s areolas, just under her nipples.

“Hold them and keep them pressed together this time,” she said. Fleur bit her lip and nodded. She firmed her grip on her bound breasts and squeezed them together as Chloe pressed the sharp tips harder into her areolas.

Then Chloe pressed her mouth against Fleur’s lips and plunged her tongue forward. Fleur reciprocated and the two contestants kissed passionately as Chloe pulled the triggers on her power tools and pushed the drills deep into Fleur’s tits for a second time.

The audience whooped and Satanica laughed. This episode would surely break all viewing records with two horny sluts like these.

The sharp drills quickly disappeared into Fleur’s bound breasts. Chloe used her own chest to press the drills hard into Fleur while the two continued their bloody make-out session while the tools turned ferociously inside Fleur’s tits.

“Squeeze them harder,” Chloe instructed Fleur in between taking breaths and sucking on Fleur’s long tongue. “Again.”

Fleur moaned and groaned as the sharp pain in her tits pushed her deep into a masochistic high. She now controlled the higher intensity pain by squeezing the flesh of her tits tighter against the turning drills inside her.

After what felt like an eternity, but in reality didn’t even last 40 seconds, Chloe ended their passionate kiss and pulled the drills back out. The brunette was breathing heavily, Fleur was panting and still moaning while squeezing her breasts continuously. Satantica smiled. This was golden.

The Mistress inspected Fleur’s tits after Chloe had gotten up and stepped back a little bit to discard her power tools and compose herself again. Even though there was quite a bit of blood, Satanica didn’t see the need to apply any bandages for now. It was time to keep things moving, so she signaled the brunette to operate the wheels again.

As Chloe got ready to spin the Wheels of Torture one last time, Mistress Satanica instructed Fleur to stay in place on her platform.

The first wheel landed on ‘tits’, again. Everyone was wondering how bad they would be messed up after this round was done. With the most extreme instrument of torture still under wraps in case number 10, this did not bode well for Fleur’s already mangled breasts.

The second wheel landed on ‘contestant’ this time, meaning Fleur would have to perform the punishment herself. And of course everyone held their breath for the result of the third and last wheel. When it landed on ‘perforate’ again, many people in the audience gasped. Chloe had apparently mastered the art of spinning the wheel just enough. Of course, ‘perforate’ was the most destructive and visually stunning application of a torture device on the wheel and just the thought of Fleur piercing her magnificent tits all the way through herself with the most extreme instrument of the night, let everyone’s imagination run wild.

Mistress Satanica walked over to the last case to open it and reveal what was inside. She opened it and picked up two Dragon Blades to loud cheers of the audience. When she held them up for everyone to see, the cheers subsided and made way for deafening silence as the implications of the immensely grotesque combination of wheel results with these particular instruments set in. Fleur closed her eyes.

The eight inch long and inch-wide asymmetrical curved blades possessed a wave-like shape similar to a dragon’s back, that featured jagged, serrated teeth on the back edge of the blade. Etched onto the stainless steel blade was also a black dragon design. The guard was shaped like an upward curling fin that featured three slanted sharp spikes on its top.

“Wait, I would like to use my bonus restraint on her for the rest of the round,” Chloe broke the silence with a wide, wicked smile. “Bind her elbows and wrists together behind her back.”

The audience gasped again. Everyone had forgotten about the bonus prize from the obstacle course, except Chloe. Mistress Satanica gladly accepted the request and signaled to her production team to bind Fleur’s elbows and wrists together behind her back for the remaining time in this round. If looks could kill, this evening would have ended very differently for the girls in the competition.

With the instrument of torture and the method of application revealed, it was time for Mistress Satantica to formally proceed per the rules of the game round.

“Contestant, what is your request?” Satanica asked when Fleur had her arms immobilized.

“Please let me punish my tits in accordance with the Wheels of Torture, Mistress,” Fleur replied obediently and – considering her situation – very calmly.

“Very well. But since your hands and arms are restrained behind your back, you will have limited choice of how you will administer the punishment yourself. I will give you three options of which you must choose one.”

Mistress Satanica picked up the two curved blades and stepped over to Fleur.

“Option 1,” she said, “is that I mount the blades in a frame that will hold them upright with the sharp tip at the top, spaced exactly wide enough apart for you to lower your bound tits on them and push the blades through your flesh. As with all options that I will present to you, the blades have to perforate your tits fully until the slanted spikes on the guard also disappear into your flesh. Do you understand?”

Fleur’s eyes widened at the sight of the curved blades. Up close, their actual size dawned on her and she realized the horror her tits were about to face. The blades were razor sharp and fairly thick and the slanted spikes looked like large curved snake fangs. She quickly nodded when Satanica finished her explanation of option 1, but her eyes remained fixed on the thickness of the blade and the serrated back side.

A thousand possibilities shot through her mind and none of them ended well. But she wasn’t going to chicken out and forfeit the round and lose this game. She didn’t want this slut Chloe to have the satisfaction.

“Okay, the second option you will get tonight is that I mount the blades higher up in a frame with their tips facing down, so that you can kneel under them and push your bound tits up against them to make them slide through your flesh.”

Satanica held the blades parallel to each other, with the tips of the curved blades facing down.

“Do you understand?” The mistress asked again. Fleur nodded.

“The third and last option is a little easier or more complicated, depending on how you look at it,” Satanica continued. “

“Another choice I am going to offer you, is that I will secure your tits in place in the frame and mount the blades horizontally on either side with their tips against the sides of your breasts. You will be given a small rubber ball to bite down on, which will be connected to a weight. When you let go of the ball, the weight will drop and pull both blades simultaneously to the middle, where they will perforate your breasts. Do you understand?”

Fleur tried to visualize the three options that were given to her, but all of them had pros and cons. She nodded again while she estimated her chances.

What if she lost her balance with option 1 and tipped or even fell further forward or down than she intended? The same was true for option 2. With her elbows bound together behind her back, her tied tits were nicely pressed forward and out, but it severely limited her movement. Option 3 seemed the least likely to have complications from imbalance, but it gave her no control over any of the movement of her body and the blades. They would just relentlessly slice through her tits in one swift move.

When Mistress Satanica asked her what setup she wanted, Fleur didn’t know which one to pick. She was reminded that she had one minute to make up her mind or let fate decide with another swing of the wheel, or else the choice would pass to her opponent.

That was the last thing Fleur wanted to happen at this point, so she ultimately surrendered in the last seconds of her minute to let fate decide and have Chloe turn a wheel again.

When the wheel was turned and landed on option number 2, Fleur didn’t know if she should be relieved or not. She resigned to the outcome and started to mentally prepare for the task at hand.

It didn’t take long for production assistants to wheel in a solid metal frame and place it around the little podium that Fleur was kneeling on. Mistress Satanica told Fleur to stretch and push her body up while remaining on her knees, to see how high she would be able push her bound and bleeding tits. The mistress adjusted the construction that would hold the knives accordingly.

Fleur had hoped that the setup would take a while to complete, but the whole thing was fairly simple and it was ready within a couple of minutes. Once Mistress Satanica had placed the two blades and the show’s camera operators had taken their positions to document what was about to happen, Fleur gathered herself for show time and put on a face of defiance and resolve.

“Contestant, your request has been prepared,” Satanica said. “You have two minutes to execute the punishment as you requested. If you fail to perform the task yourself within the allotted time, I will carry out the punishment myself or hand it over to your competitor.”

“Yes Mistress, I will not fail,” Fleur replied.

“You may start now,” the Mistress instructed Fleur and a countdown timer started running.

Fleur’s eyes were glued to the tips of the curved blades in front of her as she slowly moved forward to position herself closer to the blades.

She looked magnificent, albeit bloody, dirty, worn and a little tired. The makeup on her pretty face was smudged, but her inquisitive blue eyes stared boldly at the nearest camera as she whipped her long, high pony tailed, bright blonde hair from one side of her head to the other.

Her big bound tits had already started to turn purple a while ago. They had been bleeding for a while as well. With her elbows and wrists now tightly bound together behind her back, Fleur’s tits were pulled a little apart, which made the puncture wounds from Chloe’s drill bleed even more profusely. Blood formed in droplets that subsequently ran down in several streams, tracing Fleur’s tight and very toned V-shaped abdomen. The bright red streams pooled on her bruised and bleeding pussy lips and ran further down her thighs. The dirty and bloody beauty was quite a sight to behold, even despite, or possibly more because of her current predicament.

As Fleur moved her body within inches of the sharp curved blades, she realized how utterly brutal the destruction of her tits would be. She pushed her tits up and out as high as she could, right in front of the blades to see where the tips would end up when she would make the same move again, a moment from now, a few more inches forward.

She estimated she had pushed her tits about an inch higher than where the spiked guards of the blades were located. She had been fixated on the fangs in the guard, but now felt a sharp cut in the upper region of her abdomen. In this position, the tips of the curved blades scraped and cut her skin already. This meant that she would have to approach the blades from the right angle to avoid stabbing herself deeper in her torso.

She was startled by the roughness of her moves, unable to balance her upper body properly because of the bondage on her arms behind her back.

“One minute remaining,” Mistress Satanica warned.

“Damn,” Fleur thought, “why does time run so fast?”

She slowly shimmied forward another couple of inches, slightly bent forward, so her breasts were positioned almost straight under the sharp tips of the blades. She paused to take another look. Then she slowly tilted herself upward until the skin of her bound purple tits touched the sharp tips of the blades.

“Forty seconds, better get on with it if you still want to do it yourself,” Mistress Satanica warned.

Fleur took another look at the blades in this uncomfortable position she was in. She couldn’t properly see or predict wat would happen once the blades pierced her skin. Because of the lack of smoothness in her limited movement, she was already scraping the skin on the top of her breasts, creating cuts that produced more and more blood.

The adrenaline of the intense moment was taking over and she ultimately resigned to her fate, unable to fathom how she would ever compete in another round after this. But there was no way in hell she would lose to this Chloe.

Fleur screamed out in pain as she slowly pushed her chest up and a little forward. The first two inches of the blades slid into her tits like a hot knife through butter. The sharp pain was overwhelming and blood gushed out of the fresh wounds she was creating with the wavy curved blades.

Mistress Satanica, Chloe and the audience watched in awe as the stunning fit blonde in front of them butchered her own breasts.

Only about half of the blades had disappeared into Fleur’s bulging tits when she felt so lightheaded she was about to faint. However, she hadn’t come this far to fail right in front of the finish line.

In a final push, she straightened her body up and forward, effectively pushing her bound tits all the way up, making the fang-like spikes on the blades’ guards disappear completely.

But the whole setup did more than just that. Because of the curves and the serrated edges on the back of the blades, the daggers slid through way more flesh than would have been the case with straight blades.

As soon as Fleur started pushing up and forward, the curved blades slid forward from their entry point at the top of her breasts, slicing their way down, eventually splitting her nipples and cutting the front of both bound breasts in half.

Just before she was about to pass out, she felt the warm wash of blood engulfing her abdomen and…

“Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Beep-beep.” The 5:45 AM alarm on Fleur’s nightstand started beeping loud enough to abruptly end her very vivid dream.

“Ugghhh,” Fleur grunted as she slammed one hand down to silence the alarm and her other hand found its way to her dripping wet pussy. She knew she had to get up despite the early hour and delicious dream. There was an early morning appointment with Erin before it was time to pack for the big trip. It was going to be a busy week.