Chapter 21

Then one morning the helicopter arrived again and Sir John told Skye and me to get on it along with him. After about a 30 minute flight we arrived at what Sir John called a Country Club. Sir John told us that he’d got a job for us. We were going to be ‘Ball Girls’ for 3 important tennis matches.

“Won’t we need some clothes Sir John?” Skye asked.

“No SK, this is a private members club and the member are all very open-minded. They like the ancient Greek’s way of doing sport.”

Neither Skye nor I asked what that was, but we found out when the tennis started; the players, all men, were as naked as we were. I suddenly decided that I liked tennis.

Having said that, the tennis matches weren’t as exciting as I expected when we were told that we’d be naked in front of a big audience. Sure, it was great looking at those cocks but they weren’t hard, and Skye and I weren’t the centre of attention.

Things improved later when we were taken to the restaurant and told to take a shower. Afterwards Skye and I were put on 2 trolleys, flat on our backs. The chefs then proceeded to cover us with all sorts of food.

Obviously, I couldn’t see the display that they’d produced, but they seemed to be happy, they even went and got a camera and took loads of photos of us.

After a short wait we were wheeled out and taken on the rounds of the diners who helped themselves to the food, and the odd little grope of our tits or pussies.

I don’t suppose the chefs were too pleased when I had the 2 orgasms as my jerking dislodged some of the food and it fell off me and onto the floor.

At the end of the meal Skye and I had to walk round all the diners and say hello to them. It was a bit of a silly idea because most of them didn’t speak English, but at least it gave some of them the chance play with our tits and pussies again.

After another shower we got on the helicopter and flew back to the yacht which was a bit scary because I hadn’t a clue how the pilot could see where we were going in the dark, or how he managed to land on the back of the yacht.

Another night, when we were anchored in a marina, Sir John took us to a nightclub. Again, Skye asked about clothes, and again Sir John told us that none were needed.

In a way I was disappointed that we didn’t get to go into the main part of the nightclub; but there again, where Skye and I were taken and told what to do was amazing.

We were led to a room that turned out to be next to the main dance floor. The thing was, the wall between the room and the dance floor has one big, white, glass panel that nearly filled the whole wall.

The room had no furniture except for 3 sets of what I assumed was some sort of sex toys. Sir John watched as a young woman wearing some weird, black leather outfit; came into the room and started telling Skye and me what to do.

She told us to go to the first item in each set of ‘toys’ which was a metal pole that was bolted to the floor at one end. On the top of each of them was a shiny metal dildo and hanging from the ceiling over each one was a pair of handcuffs.

I smiled as Skye and I were told to lower ourselves onto the dildos and then put our arms up in the air.

I watched as the woman cuffed Skye’s wrists way above her head. Then the woman bent down in front of Skye and used something on the pole that I hadn’t seen before, a height adjuster and the woman raised the height of the dildo until Skye had to raise her heels off the floor.

Satisfied, the woman came over to me and did the same to me.

When she was done, I thought,

“Well this isn’t too bad.”

My time standing still as a mannequin meant that I would be able to stand like that for ages. Even standing on my toes wouldn’t be a problem for ages.

What happened next did surprise me; the woman and Sir John left the room, but the woman pressed a button next to the light switch as she went out.

At first I didn’t realise what the button did, but as I turned to look in front of me, at the big glass panel, I realised that I could see through the glass and see the people dancing.

“Hmm, that should make standing here a bit easier.” I thought as my eyes scanned all the people.

Then I saw a man looking my way, then another, then a woman, then another man. Then a woman pointed at me.

It was then that I realised that as well as Skye and me being able to see all the people on the dance floor, they could see us too. We had been put on display for them. I felt a sudden wet rush in my pussy, my nipples started to hurt and that nice tingling that I’d had ever since Harlee first gave me some of that blue powder in some OJ, suddenly got more intense.

I was just starting to think about what I could do to make myself cum when I got one hell of a shock, a bolt of electricity came out of the dildo and shot all over my body.

“FUUUCCKKK.” I shouted, and realised that Skye was screaming too.

It only lasted a second but OMG. I looked out to the dance floor and saw people smiling and laughing. I guessed that they realised what had happened and wondered how many other girls had been put in the same position as us.

I was just getting over the shock and wondering if / when I would get another shock when I did.

“Arrrrrrrgh.” I shouted as my body tensed.

The third shock was too much for my little body and I started to cum.

Whoever was controlling the electric shocks must have been able to see us because the shocks kept coming and kept me up on my high for ages. My heels started to weaken and the dildo pressed further into my pussy. Where it was going I didn’t know, but the combination or my orgasms and the electric shocks seemed to start to dull the pain of wherever it was pressing inside me.

Just as I thought that I was going to pass out the shocks stopped, closely followed by my orgasms then the pain from the dildo. I pushed up, further onto my toes and took stock of my situation.

I had just had multiple orgasms, I was naked, I was impaled on a dildo and when I looked forward I could see lots of people watching me, and Skye. Talking of Skye, I looked over to her and saw her slumped, hanging by her wrists. Her dildo must have really being hurting her.

After a couple of minutes, Skye moaned and started to come round.

“Oooooooooow, fucking hell that hurts.” She said and she pushed herself up onto her toes.

“I’m guessing that you’ve just had the same treatment as me.” I said.

“Probably.” Skye replied. “Can all those people see us?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Oh good, I’d hate it for them to have missed that.”

“Bloody hell Skye, you’re worse than me.”

“I doubt that.”

Just then we both got another shock, then another and another. Both of us were soon cumming again.

Somehow, I managed to take in the sight of a girl’s back pressed against the glass. Her skirt was up around her waist and she was going up and down a bit as the man pressed against her body was fucking and kissing her.

Then I passed out.

When I came round I quickly raised my heels. That dildo felt like it was about to come up my throat.

We had another round of electric shocks, and passing out, before the leather clad woman returned and lowered the dildos then unfastened our wrists.

“Sybian.” The woman said as she pointed to what I assumed the dildo sticking up from the half, small barrel on the floor was.

I didn’t know how I was supposed to impale myself on the sybian as I’d never seen one before, and I squat down over it.

“No, no, knees.”

Then I understood. Looking through the window I saw the people watching. One girl had her tits out and they were pressed against the glass as she was getting fucked from behind.

As soon as I was fully impaled, the woman got hold of my wrists and pulled them behind me. Then she cuffed my wrists to something behind me. My hands found the floor and I was resting on my hands with my arms straight. The woman tightened whatever, my hands slid back a little and I felt the little dildo inside me press against the front of my hole. Next she put some velcro stiff round my knees and attached it to some metal rings that were in the floor.

I was well and truly fixed to that sybian. I could only move my butt back and forwards a little bit and rotate my hips a little bit.

I watched as she did the same to Skye then she left the room.

I was just starting to think that it was a bit boring when the little dildo inside me turned into a vibrator.

“Oh, that’s nice.” I said to no one in particular as I relaxed and enjoyed the attention my pussy was getting.

I wanted to lean forwards and press my clit onto the base of the vibrator but I couldn’t move enough to do that. I moved my hips as much as the restraints would allow and found the I could push at the right angle for the vibrator to find my G-spot. That was wonderful and I soon made myself cum again.

What I hadn’t realised was that the sybian was only set on ‘low’. Just as I was starting to think about the rest of the world, someone turned it up to full throttle.

OMG, Ben and Lewis and Mick have driven me crazy with vibrators before, but that was nothing compared to the sybian. As well as the vibrations the insides of the vibrator were going round and stretching my hole as it went.

It was only about a minute before I orgasmed again, and again, and again. My poor pussy was so sensitive that I desperately needed a break but I couldn’t move. I was at the mercy of whoever was controlling it. I hoped that it was Sir John because I trusted him not to kill me with that machine. Death by orgasm wasn’t what I wanted at that time, I was too young.

But there was no mercy; orgasms just about turned into one LONG orgasm, until finally, I passed out.

When I came round the sybian was still torturing my pussy. I soon started orgasming again and just as I thought that I was going to die - again, it stopped.

When I was able, I looked up and saw 2 or 3 people clapping at me. I turned my head and looked at Skye, she was still out cold.

After a few minutes of nothing, I was starting to come back to life.

Another couple of minutes and Skye came round. Apart from lifting her head she didn’t move. I guessed that her sybian was switched off as well.

Whoever was controlling things let us rest for a couple of minutes, then the woman came back in carrying 2 of those magic wand things and a small set of steps. Skye and I both watched her as she hooked the cables for the wands onto ceiling hooks that were directly above our pussies. As she was doing that I remembered her moving the sybians and looking up. Now I knew why.

With the magic wands dangling and just touching our pussies, the woman plugged the power leads into wall sockets and switched them on. I gasped as the vibrations gave me a jolt of pleasure through my clit.

Unfortunately, it didn’t last long. The woman left the room then the magic wands stopped vibrating.

“Not fair.” I said to no one in particular.

We stayed like that for another couple of minutes then the door opened again. This time, instead of it being the woman returning, I saw 2 young men and 2 young women and I could swear that I’d seen one of the women through the big glass window.

A man and a woman came over to me and the other 2 went to Skye. They were looking down at me when both the sybian and the magic wand burst into life. I gasped then moaned. I just knew that I was going to cum quite soon, whilst the man and woman watched me.

I did cum. I stared into the eyes of the young man as my body shuddered and I shouted,

“Yes, yes, yes.”

No sooner than I’d cum, the couple standing over me left and the power was switched off.

The couple were soon replaced by 2 girls. One of them squatting down and feeling the bulge below my waist that the sybian’s vibrator was making. Whilst her hand was on me, the power came on again and the girl jumped and fell onto her butt. I was looking at her and as I gasped at the power coming back on, I couldn’t help noticing that as she fell backwards, her skirt revealed the fact that she had a bald pussy and no knickers.

She got back into the squatting position and the girl on the other side of me did the same. They both played with my little tits as the sybian and the wand brought me to yet another orgasm.

The sequence of 2 new people coming in and watching me cum, and sometimes playing with my tits, was repeated over and over goodness knows how many times. I was knackered before it started and when it finally stopped I don’t know how I managed to stay awake.

I vaguely remember someone releasing me, and someone, a man, I think, carrying me to the car. The next thing I remember is 2 of the yacht’s staff girls in the shower with Skye and I. They showered us, dried us the let us collapse on the bed.

It was a very late breakfast the next day. Skye and I woke to the sound of the yacht’s engines quietly humming away. We were obviously out at sea heading to who knows where.

The next few days were spent anchored off beautiful beaches and we jet-skied, water skied, swam, dived and sunbathed on the yacht and on the beaches. Sir John was there some of the time but most of the time Skye and I had to satisfy our blue powder induced desires with the array of dildos and vibrators.

Then one day we awoke to find the yacht docking in yet another marina. Skye and I rushed up onto the deck to see where we were and were surprised to see that we were tied-up right next to a reasonably busy walkway. There were lots of people walking both ways right next to the yacht.

Both Skye and I flaunted our naked bodies to all the passers-by. There was a constant stream of them and neither Skye nor I wanted to go and shower of have breakfast.

Having at least 50 people look over to us, Harlee, who was wearing her micro skirt, came and told us to hurry-up and get showered. She told us that we had a busy day ahead of us.

After a quick shower and breakfast, the busy day got started with Skye and I being told to walk down to the big car that had pulled-up next to the yacht.

Skye asked if Sir John or one of the staff were coming with us or if we had to put some clothes on. I was a little disappointed when Harlee told us that Sir John had left before we had woken-up and that we were going alone, but happy that we were going naked.

Naked, in a strange car, in an unknown place, and not knowing where we were going, has a sort of sexual excitement for me. Okay, a different time and a different place and I would have been scared, but I wasn’t, my pussy was oozing. I took one last, long drink of Harlee’s magic OJ and we set-off down the ramp.

A handful of passers-by stopped and watched as we walked to the car and the chauffeur opened the door for us to get in. Either he was expecting 2 naked young girls to be his passengers or he was gay because he hardly gave us a second glance.

The car was a big Mercedes with tinted back windows which Skye and I quickly lowered.

The journey took about an hour and we seemed to be going along the coast road because I kept seeing the sea. Then we came to somewhere that initially looked like a farm. I suppose that it was, but it was also a horse riding stables, not a very busy horse riding stables. I could see a couple of horses being led by young men.

When the chauffeur opened the car door and we got out we were met by a middle-aged man.

In pretty good English, he welcomed us then told us to follow him. I kept looking down at the ground because I didn’t want to stand in some horse poo.

The man led us to a small door in a big barn. Just inside were about half a dozen little rooms, some with a horse in it. A young man looked at us as we walked in, then got on with whatever he was doing.

“Have either of you ridden before?” The man asked.

Neither of us had and when we told him he told us that we’d start in the barn so that we could get used to it. Then he called out the name ‘Andre’.

The same young man hurriedly walked over and the older man said something to him in Greek. Then the older man left.

Andre looked both us naked girls up and down slowly, then said,

“Ladies, you have come to the right place, and the right man. I will show you how it’s done. I will teach you how to ride a stallion.”

Skye giggled and when I looked at her I could see that she was looking at the young man’s trousers; he had a hard-on.

“You ride males bareback?” Andre asked.

“Preferably.” I replied.

“Okay, come with me and I will get your legs spread over the horse.”

Andre led us into the main part of the barn which was empty apart for some bales of hay and 2 horses with their reins tied to some hooks. Both already had saddles on them.

“First we show you how to get on, then walk around in here. Come.” Andre said.

“I help you get your leg over.” Andre continued as he led us to the left side of one of the horses.

Skye was the nearest and Andre showed her where to hold onto with her hands. Then he pointed to the stirrup and then Skye’s left foot.

“Lift your leg and put your foot in there, then push up.” Andre said.

Skye managed to get her left leg up high enough and put her foot in the stirrup but when it came to pulling herself up she just couldn’t manage the height.

“Can you help me please Andre?”

Andre went behind her and grabbed both cheeks of her butt.

“Oow, that’s nice.” Skye said as her whole body went up.”

“Leg over.” Andre said.

“Spread-em girl.” I added.