He got a big leather paddle and began spanking her big butt. The paddle sank into it at each spank and made her butt bounce which brought some cheers. Finally he brought the paddle lower so it flattened her pussy lips. She screamed and dropped to the floor which ended it.

She got more applause. And I said, "That was a little worse, but not nearly as bad as my teacher." I handed our card to the waitress and the owner came over just as the third contestants were making their way to the stage to take us to a dressing room back stage.

"I was told we could make $500 apiece by participating. Was that a mistake? The waitress said the prize for first place is only $250.00.

"No that is true. These people are doing this for their own enjoyment and never do anything extreme. When this is over the second show will start with slaves. Some of the amateurs will be in that as well. In the main show the audience will decide what is to be done to the slave and bidding will begin to see who in the audience will be the slave master. You get a minimum of $500.plus 25% of the amount the slavemaster pays for the privilege of torturing you. Since you are new I would suggest you look very frightened and fight the chains to encourage the bidding. The audience usually doesn't want you to enjoy it even if you do. Fortunately it is almost impossible to tell great orgasms from great pain."

I knew that was true and from what I had seen so far it seemed most probable that I would get fantastic orgasms. I had almost got there just imagining me in place of the girls we watched.

"Oh God Linda! Lets do it!"

Linda looked apprehensive, "I don't know. What we saw was done by partners who will be together later. The audience may want more from slaves they don't know and may never see again."

Before I could say anything the owner said, "You may be right but I get to see all requests and can guarantee nothing will happen to you that will need a doctor's attention. I have a business here. I am not going to jeopardize it by having a girl hurt bad enough to bring about a police investigation. At most you will be on stage for forty five minutes with the delays to put you in different positions. If it is too much you will faint and that will end it even sooner."

Linda said, "I am still not sure. Maybe I'll just let you do it and I'll watch to make sure you aren't too badly hurt."

"Oh please Linda. I don't have the nerve to do it by myself."

The owner said, It would be good to have two girls as pretty as you. I'll guarantee six hundred."

"Linda! Come on. It couldn't be worse than our last party and we survived that. You know you will faint if it gets too bad or your orgasms are too great."

"I guess you are right. After all we both had great orgasms in spite of or because of the pain."

"Fine. To show my good faith I will give you your six hundred right now. Sign this paper in which you agree to accept pain for money."

The paper was in Spanish which I could not read so I just signed it and gave it to Linda. She hesitated again as she read it since she was fluent in Spanish then signed it."

He took it. Then said, "Get undressed so I can prepare you."

I was naked first and he put padded manacles on my wrist with long chains and then other manacles on my ankles with chain so short I could only take small steps.

When Linda was chained he led us to a wall and pulled our arms up to put our wrist chains on hooks above our head. We were not stretched so it was not too uncomfortable."

He squeezed our breasts and nipples tightly enough to make us squeal then said, "The audiece will love seeing these beaten maroon."

Linda began to whimper and I asked what was wrong.

"You couldn't read that paper. In it we confessed we had stolen money from him and agreed to be tortured rather than go to jail. We are at his mercy. If we go to the police they won't do anything to him."

Shortly after that three native girls were brought in and chained like us. They were all crying. I thought they were practising to get sympathy from the audience until they began talking.

Linda listened then looked frightened. She said, "These girls have been forced to come here to get money for their family or pimps. The one crying the most said this was her second time. Look at her! There are scars on her breasts and pussy!"

I looked and it was frightening. There were white lines covering her breasts and shaved pussy and big white dots. I asked Linda to ask her what happened.

Linda asked her then began to whimper as she answered, "As a finale to her bit they had whipped her with a wire coathanger that had made her bleed then burned her with cigarettes until she passed out. She hopes to pass out sooner this time."

Now we both became frightened as we listened to the Owner announcing the winner and knew we would soon be on a stage possibly suffering more than we ever had before.

There was an announcement telling The audience it was time for the bidding to see who would be the master of his slave. We could hear men yelling out numbers until five masters were picked.

"Oh God Dee! There paying up to a thousand dollars to whip us. They will want to get their money's worth!"

Two burly men came in and began to drag one of the native girls to the stage. She was crying hysterically.

They closed the door after them and from then on we could not hear further speeches but could hear bloodcurdling screams with quiet periods as the girl was evidentally set up for the next outrage and the screams began again. It seemed to go on forever then there was applause and shortly after they came in to get another girl.

Linda moaned, "Oh God. They are saving us for the finale. We have to get out of here."

She began jumping, shaking her chains to try to get them off the hook but they were too heavy and she finally gave up sobbing.

I was about to try it too when the girl with the scars said, "It is no use. The only door leads to the stage and you can't run with those hobbles. Try to be brave. I have been told that if you are brave the men will respect you and not be as mean. Not all the things are bad. If you get lucky you will just have to give blowjobs or be fucked by a man with a huge penis. I was fucked by a big dog but it was not as bad as you might think. I just got unlucky at the end for the wire whip and the cigarettes. One of my girlfriends got lucky and the worst thing that happened to her was being strapped on her pussy. She should have quit then but she wanted the money and came back. That time she was unlucky and was badly hurt."

In spite of what she said she cried like crazy when they came to get her and her screams were awful until she finally got hoarse.

Finally the men came back in and looked at both of us then picked Linda. She got defiant and said angrily, "Fuck you all. I am not crying and won't scream if you kill me."

I respected her for that and remembered that she had been as brave as me taking her pain with only grunts or moans until it got terrible or she screamed in relief when she came. She had smiled all the time she was being tattooed.

For the first ten minutes or more I only heard the "Splat!" of a whip or the lower toned "Whup!" of a paddle but then she began screaming and I sobbed knowing I would soon be screaming too.

It was my turn I felt a little numb and just followed the men out to the stage humbly.

There was a big man on stage who had removed his shirt to show rippling muscles. He was carrying a big ringmaster's whip.

I was grateful when he just told me to turn slowly while he squeezed my breasts and butt while saying to the audience. "Isn't our slave lovely with these big breasts that stand up so proudly and that nice firm round butt. She is so young and her skin is so white for now. Kneel slave and await your fate."