Chapter 2: The competition

The disgraced women, left alone, frightened, and utterly degraded roamed on the wood akin pigs in a sty. The spotlight lit up and Tatiana went in, a micro in one hand, greeting everybody waving the other hand.

She looked stunning dressed alike a magician assistant. Black high-heeled boots until over the knee, black fishnets, shiny black leather v-shorts, a white tight blouse, black long gloves, a tailcoat jacket and a black top hat.

“Listen bitches, today is the first of day of our Big Bitch Competition and these are the rules for today’s festivities. You are going to fight, don’t even think in not participating as your collar is a debarking one, and your owners control them by remote like this...” She stopped speaking and taking her hat with her right hand she made a bow ... the four deeply humiliated trapped females shrieked and fidgeted. Applause.

“Your mission it to make as many points as possible. Each won fight is one point, each lost confrontation is a negative one.

To win a fight you have to piss into your opponent’s mouth. I know you for some months now and you have always been full of shit, but today, I’m positive, you are also full of piss” Laughter.

“Don’t waste it, as you will be 1 full hour fighting.” These” she said and showed four small blue plastic blocks, not half a cubic mm in size, with a half an inch long metallic spike, “are piss sensors. Once I’ve jabbed them into your soft tongues they beep aloud whenever in contact with piss.

A computer monitors their activity, but remember each beep in your mouth gets you a negative and you do not want to lose the battle.” Tatianna grinned and almost lovely, kicked Aisha into her open crotch making her fell forward. Applause and laughter.

“You do not want to lose because your owner bet big money on you, you do not want to lose because the collars can be activated as often and as long as needed and you do not want to lose because only the winner will get full anesthesia to get her new-status-piercings.

Yes, my dears, you are animals and animals get ringed. She squatted down and took Paula’s nose with her finger’s. The first ring is, as for any good piggy, into her nose.”

Then, standing up she went and positioned herself over a frightened Jennifer, with one leg on each side.

She stooped and mauling both Jennifer’s tits she continued “Any cow, as this one for instance, also needs nipple rings.” Her finger elongated quite painfully Jenny’s nipples.

Her last stop was on Ezinne, squatting behind her she started softly caressing the black woman’s clit, the camera zoomed in, and the screens showed her finger’s activity.

Clit stimulating and finger fucking helpless Ezinne with her thumb she went on. “Anesthesia is most appreciated when getting a clit ring as all of you will be getting by end of the fun activities. Remember it. She squeezed Ezinne’s clit triggering an anus contraction and a whimper.

The camera’ didn’t miss a moment. Huge applause.

“Remember bitches the winner gets anesthesia for all pending piercings.

Second one, only gets her clit pierced without any pain reduction.

Third placed will fully appreciated the sensations of an in-vivo clit and nipple ringing

And the loser takes it all” She said singing the melody a ABBA’s song” just as she deserves.”

The mood was great, people laughed and chattered, drunk beer or champagne. Sexual tension was part of the game, and everybody was aroused, but did not engage in any sexual activity. The show was first, later came the relief, at least for the spectators, that is.

On the screens appeared a count down from 30 to 0. Tatianna resumed “remember bitches, get your flock companions to taste your piss, just one more rule:

You cannot score twice in a row against the same bitch.

Then, very unceremoniously, she went from girl to girl and taking the end of their tongue with one hand she painfully jabbed the sensor into the back and thicker part of it.

All of them shrieked as it hurt as hell but bothered nobody. Do bitches really feel pain like people or is their brain wired differently?

Tatianna left the arena.

The crowd was counting aloud 10, nine, eight ... two, one, GO!

No movement. Then suddenly loud whimper and frenetic micro-moves, Aisha, with her head down, rammed Jennifer into her side whilst lifting her head up in a flowing motion, this made Jenn fall on her back. She tried to extend her arm to stabilize, but trapped in the bitch-suitglove, that was not an option.

Aisha immediately positioned herself on Jenn in a close to 69 position and wanted to start pissing when Jenn violently threw up her upper body destabilizing totally Aisha who fell with her head between Jenn’s legs. “Ha”, though Jenn “the gym crunches have paid off” and then she realized Aisha’s position and started pissing.

She pissed far too much but still was able to cut it when she heard a loud beep coming from between her legs. The sensation of triumph that flow through her organism was short lived as Paula without pushing Aisha off, managed to sit on Jennifer’s face from the head end and having perfectly connected mouth with pussy scored her first point.

Aisha had not yet recovered when Ezinne caught poor Aisha’s head between her knees and gave her a nice piss taste.

The crowed stood on their feet and shouted, cheered, laughed, and applauded. There in the arena four beauty and former elegant women were behaving as bitches, everything on show.

The screens allowed to follow any happening, close ups of their pissing pussies, big screenshot of their former proud and now humiliated faces, slow-motion repetition of the most interesting actions.

Now and then, together with a meaningful action the screens showed a picture of their life, and the PA announced the full name and job.

“When Ezinne had managed to get both her knees on Jennifer’s tits and pissed in a bow exact into Jenn’s open mouth, the screen repeated it in slow motion, the piss beam clearly devisable, whilst the other half showed Jenn on a cocktail party and the PA was informing:

“Jennifer Dawkins, lawyer, 26 y/o with an actual score of +4 vs -3, tasting natural champagne.

Humiliation seems to be the third member of Einstein’s club of infinites; The universe is infinite, the human stupidity is and as Jennifer was discovering humiliation also is.

Here she was, a studied lawyer, in a demeaning suit showing her cunt and tits and being pissed in the mouth in front of a multitude.