The Medieval Fair - The Inauguration

[jessmartin]

Second story of the Medieval Fair, although it is a prequel to the first story. This story has two parts.

The Medieval Fair - The Inauguration

I don't know if the rest of my classmates feel the same way as I do, but my nervousness increases as soon as I see the castle on the horizon that crowns the Medieval Fairgrounds. Not only does my nervousness increase, but also my excitement. Although the castle, brought stone by stone from Europe, is the only thing that can be seen from the outside of the Fair, due to the dome that covers it, the whole group knows what awaits us inside.

Just a couple of months ago, we all had a great disappointment, when due to the economic problems that our small university school has been suffering, the usual visit to the Slave Expo was suspended.

For several days, the male students went on strike, very angry for missing one of the most anticipated events of the year, where they could have given free rein to their fantasies and in some cases have ended up with a slave girl in property.

Even most of us female students supported the boys and pushed for the school management to find ways to make the trip happen, regardless of the fact that some of us might end up with a slave collar.

So, when we were informed a week ago that a hundred students, those with the best grades, would be visiting the new medieval-themed fair, which was being held for the first time in the state, we all felt a great sense of joy.

The day began with several surprises, the first when before boarding the buses, the teachers who were going to accompany us on the visit gave us some bags with clothes to change, the second surprise was to find in addition to the two buses initially planned, a third bus that only girls got on, all of them students with low grades and with many lack of discipline.

When we started the trip, the teachers informed us that we were going to be one of the first schools to visit the Medieval Fair, and therefore to enjoy the shows and stages designed for the public.

At the entrance of the dome, the nervousness and excitement grow among the whole group, the boys do not stop talking about how they are going to fuck some of the slave girls placed in the public pillories of which speaks the publicity to which we have had access. In addition to the girls' excitement and nervousness, fear begins to grow, because, as in the Slaves Expo, we run the risk of being enslaved in many different ways.

We do not know too much about how the Medieval Fair works, although we do know that there are important differences between the two events, while at the Expo we cannot enter alone until we are twenty-one years old, having to be accompanied by a man who is responsible for us, and once inside he can fuck us and sell us as slave girls if he wants, here at the Medieval Fair having turned eighteen is enough to gain access to its interior.

The whole group is dressed as peasants, the boys with dark pants, white shirts and brown vests, made of linen and leather, the girls wear cotton skirts to the knees and silk and cotton blouses, which allow everyone to see our breasts perfectly, as we had to take off our bras at the insistence of the teachers that this garment did not exist in the Middle Ages.

The group is accompanied by seven teachers from the school, including Mr. Andrew, the school Rector, he and another teacher are dressed as monks, Miss Paige as a peasant like us, and the other four teachers are dressed as soldiers.

As we get in line, I stand next to my friend Kate and smiling we begin to look more closely at the clothes worn by the people around us.

We see a group of four young women dressed in armor tight to their bodies, showing off their curves, their skirts barely covering their legs showing them off completely. We both smile at the sight of several girls dressed as if they were forest elves in green outfits. Although what catches our attention the most is a couple of girls one white and one colored, the white girl wears a black leather outfit with a hood and the black girl a piece of leather covering her torso, leaving the rest of her skin in sight.

"Attention boys and girls;" exclaims Mr. Andrew. "Listen up, for the first two hours we will be taking a group guided tour of the Fair, then you can spend the rest of the day doing whatever you want;" he tells us.

"A warning especially for the girls;" comments another of the teachers, "Don't take off the identification we are giving you, you will be able to access most of the attractions without the risk of ending up enslaved."

Half an hour after the tour started, we approach a kind of military camp, as soon as we get there Kate and I let out a scream at what we see: two of the four girls we saw in armor are being fucked by half a dozen soldiers, the armor lying on the ground ripped off their bodies and replaced by slave collars.

The other two girls are fighting with two more soldiers each, looking away from time to time at an hourglass placed at the edge of the fighting area. The sand seems to be running out and the two girls look at each other smiling, suddenly one of them slips and falls to the ground, before she can get up one of the soldiers has snatched her sword and closed a necklace around her neck.

The other girl now facing three soldiers is soon defeated and suffers the same fate as her companion, and moments later the two see their armor ripped off and their pussies raped by the soldiers' cocks.

"I don't know if any of you visited the Slave Expo two months ago on your own;" Mr. Andrew comments to us, turning his gaze to the group of us girls. "But as is the case there, here too there are games that the girls can participate in, if they win, they get significant rewards, if they lose you all see what happens."

"Here there is another difference with the Expo, the costumes they wear mark the buildings and scenarios where they can access and the things they can do, although now as part of the guided tour we will be able to access practically everywhere, but once the tour is over, they will have to be very careful where they go and what they do;" he explains to us. "I'm sure several of you will end up with a slave collar around your neck."

The next two hours turn out to be very boring for the guys, they were all hoping to be able to fuck some of the slave girls we see in the different areas we access, but they are not allowed anywhere near them. For the girls everything we see is quite disturbing, in those two hours we see about two dozen girls participate in the various games, and all end up losing, with the collar closed around his neck and being fucked by one or more boys, giving the impression that everything around us seems designed for any girl to end up becoming a slave girl.

As a final point of the guided tour we headed to the main square, located at the foot of the street leading to the castle. The square is full of wooden pillories as we have seen in advertising, although all of them are empty, in the center there is a large wooden platform with several men on top.

We are all silent waiting for Mr. Andrew to say something, but he seems to be waiting for something, looking at his wristwatch, an object that does not fit in the fair and that all the students were forbidden to wear.

Mr. Andrew stops looking at his watch just as the church bells in the square begin to ring, striking twelve noon, causing the square to begin to fill with people.

"Before each of you go your separate ways, I have one last thing to explain," Mr. Andrew says. "Starting at twelve o'clock and every hour, there will be a slave girl auction where the young girls who have ended up as slave girls will be sold. The last auction will be at ten o'clock at night at the foot of the castle, marking the beginning of a party that will last all night. Obviously as the tour concludes at eight o'clock, none of you will be able to attend the party, the only way you can attend is if you end up as slave girls;" he points out looking back at the girls.

"Finally, I'm sure you've all wondered how after having to cancel the trip to the Slave Expo due to financial problems, the school has been able to fund the trip to the Medieval Faire;" he tells us, watching as several of the students shake their heads in the affirmative.

"I believe you have all seen the third bus that left the school this morning, on which some of your lowest-graded classmates were traveling. They are the ones who have enabled us to fund not only the field trip, but several renovations to the school's facilities."

As Mr. Andrew continues to speak, several fairground guards appear leading half a hundred naked young women. Most of us girls in the group let out a gasp as we recognize our former classmates, all with a necklace around their necks, their nipples and clitorises ringed and barcodes etched into their shaved pubes.

"The school has signed an agreement with the Medieval Fair;" Mr. Andrew tells us. "From now on, every year, on the first day of the fair the fifty students with the worst grades or the most lack of discipline will be sold into slavery."

Kate and I look at each other knowing what that means, we are not too concerned, we are both straight A students, but for example, Fani and Elisa, two of our best friends are among the young girls being subjected to the pillories.

"What are you waiting for?" yells Mr. Andrew to the boys. "Your companions will be in the pillory until the next auction, they will be grateful that you are the ones to fuck them for the first time. I am sure that tomorrow some of them will return to school as slave girls."

Some of the guys don't wait for Mr. Andrew to finish talking to approach some of their former partners and start fucking them, the rest of them run away as soon as he finishes.

As if organized, of which I have no doubt, there are fifty guys for fifty slave girls, although at first there are some small arguments because some guys want to fuck the same slave girl, it doesn't take long for them to get organized, and in a couple of minutes fifty new slave girls are screaming as many of them get fucked for the first time.

As I look at the auction platform I see how at that very moment, the four girls we saw dressed as soldiers upon arrival and then being fucked after losing the game are brought up for sale. Their bodies have been washed, and their hair combed, their skin glistening from the oils with which they have been smeared, the four of them moving obscenely, fondling themselves, spreading their legs, showing off their pussies, displaying themselves to the buyers, as if eager to be bought and fucked again.

As the rest of the girls begin to go their separate ways, Kate and I are left watching the auction of the four girls, all of them being bought by one of the brothels at the fair itself, causing the two of us to look at each other wondering what will become of them when the Fair closes at the end of the month.

The auctioneer himself upon seeing the puzzled look on the faces of many of the buyers and the attending public is the one who answers the question.

"The Fair will remain open throughout the year;" comments the auctioneer. "Although we will be changing locations every two months, we will soon post the next locations where we will be."

As soon as the four young ladies are taken down from the auction stage, I grab Kate by the hand and we head off to the one of the Fair's shows that we had decided we had to see yes or yes, the rest of the shows or tours are not indifferent.

Unfortunately, when we arrive the show is ending, we are only in time to see how the two slave boys cum in the pussy of the two chained slave girls.

Although female slavery has been common for more than half a century, male slavery is very rare, only a few convicts are offered the opportunity to become slaves to see their sentences reduced, usually attractive, muscular and well-endowed slaves who are often used in clubs, porn movies or as in the case of the Fair as part of the shows.

We are about to leave a little disappointed, when a man dressed as a merchant appears and begins to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please don't leave;" he comments looking directly at Kate and I. "In five minutes a new showing of our show will begin. In the meantime, the boys present can have fun with our last two slave girls, and the girls well..." he comments pausing. "...they can imagine that they are the ones being fucked."

Immediately a dozen boys come running up to the side of the stage, where the platforms with the two slave girls that have been fucked by the slave boys have been moved. For a few moments I wonder if they were slave girls before the start of the fair, or something similar has happened to them like the classmates who have been sold, but seconds later when I see how as soon as the two have their three holes filled with cock, how they begin to cum, I realize that it no longer matters what they were before, they are no more than two slave girls, two sluts eager to be fucked over and over again.

As I continue to watch I feel my nipples get hard and my pussy starts to get wet, next to me Karen moves restlessly and I have no doubt that the same thing is happening to her.

I avert my gaze as I see the merchant reappear accompanied with half a dozen soldiers, who are leading two slave boys, both are huge, about six feet and eight inches, muscular and with their bodies glistening with oils, both are completely shaved, the only differences between them are the color of their skin, slightly tanned one and black as night the other, and that the latter has his cock circumcised.

"Good morning, everyone and thank you for attending the opening day of the Medieval Fair and more specifically this show;" greets the merchant to the audience. "In a little while you will be able to watch these two studs fuck two newly enslaved young women and turn them into the sluts they were always meant to be;" he adds playing with the riding crop in his hand with the two huge cocks that are not yet fully hard.

"But first we need a couple of volunteers, two beautiful girls who want to play and caress these beautiful cocks to make them hard, imagining they are two slave girls giving a show to their owner."

I am about to step forward, I want to taste one of those beautiful cocks, but before I can do so Kate holds me down.

"Linda no, there's something I don't like;" she says looking me in the eyes, pleading with her gaze for me not to do it.

Kate and I have known each other for years, she has always been the sensible one and I the adventurous one, and she has never been wrong with her decisions, although I think she is this time. It all stops mattering when two other young women step forward volunteering.

Seeing who they are I look at Kate very angrily, not only has she prevented me from fulfilling my fantasy, but the two girls who have come out belong to another school in town, with whom we have had several run-ins both on and off the sports grounds.

"What are your names?" the merchant asks them.

"Emily;" replies one of them, a tall blonde with long hair and big tits.

"Penny;" comments the other girl, a brunette with short hair and less pronounced curves, who seems a bit frightened by the situation.

"Welcome Emily and Penny, I'm sure you will enjoy the experience;" the merchant tells them smiling. "Now choose which slave boy you will each attend to."

As the leader of the group of girls she is, Emily is the first to choose and approaches the black slave boy, running her fingers over the muscular chest. Instantly Penny mimics her with the other slave boy though she barely brushes his body.

"You are two slave girls whose job is to make those cocks hard; you are not here to play with the slave boys;" the merchant tells them giving Emily a whack with the riding crop on her ass.

Both girls get down on their knees and start stroking and licking the huge cocks, Emily doesn't take long to take it in her mouth, proving to everyone that it's not the first cock she's sucked. Penny on the other hand is more reticent, giving the impression that she has volunteered forced by Emily.

"Slave girls are not supposed to use their hands;" comments the merchant, positioning himself first behind Emily and then Penny by bringing her hands behind her back and restraining them with metal shackles.

At this point I realize that Kate may have been right with her suspicions that something was not right, and all is confirmed when first the merchant releases the hands of the two slave girls and then both he and the six soldiers pull their cocks out of their pants and position themselves around the two young women.

The next ten minutes both Emily and Penny are forced to swallow all the cocks around them, the men fucking their mouths holding their heads with their hands, oblivious to their breathing problems and continuous gagging.

"Lucky for them they will now bring in the two new slave girls;" I say to Kate.

"Fuck Linda, you don't know anything!" says Kate shaking her head at me.

Two of the soldiers lead the slave boys away from Emily and Penny, and back towards them, as all the soldiers and the merchant cum all over the faces and tits of the two girls, the two slave boys return with two wooden platforms, and that's when I understand it all.

The soldiers have no trouble strapping Emily and Penny to the two platforms, with their bodies slightly bent over. The terrified faces of the two girls only excites the men who are watching the show, one of whom begins to fuck the slave girl he has with him.

A few meters away from us I see the Rector Andrew, he is accompanied by Julia, one of our classmates and I can see how he has his hand tucked under her clothes masturbating her. When his gaze meets mine, he smiles at me and I look away, focusing on everything happening on stage.

Each slave boy has positioned herself behind one of the girls, while the white slave boy plays with Penny's pussy to arouse her, also spreading lube over his hard cock. The black slave boy doesn't take any trouble to relieve what's in store for Emily, he simply grabs her hips and thrusts hard, causing the young girl to let out a scream that elicits smiles from the audience.

I don't think Emily was a virgin, but I'm sure she's never had a cock that size in her pussy, next to her Penny is already moaning in pleasure from the slave boy's caresses, who finally grabs hold of the young woman's waist and begins to fuck her slowly and gently, causing her to orgasm.

As the black slave boy continues to ravage Emily, who keeps screaming and crying, Penny links one orgasm with another, demonstrating two ways to break a young woman and turn her into a submissive slave girl. Despite the brutal way she is being fucked, Emily also reaches orgasm, the first of her life as a slave girl.

Without quite knowing why, I turn and look for Rector Andrew and Julia, my partner is now kneeling on the floor, her tits in the air, servicing both the Rector's cock, and the cocks of two other men in the audience.

On the stage the two slaves boys exchange places, and for a few moments I feel sorry for Penny, but just as the white slave boy has done, the black slave boy begins to lubricate his cock and play with the young girl, although seeing the look of surprise that appears on Penny's face, I fear that it is not her pussy that is being stimulated by the slave boy's fingers.

Once again Emily is violently fucked, but to everyone's surprise her scream is rather more muted than the one she gave when she felt the cock in her pussy earlier, giving us to understand that she is quite used to having her back hole fucked.

Despite the fact that he penetrates her gently, Penny's tears stain her face, although in a couple of minutes, with the help of the slave boy's fingers in her pussy she bursts into a new orgasm.

Giving the impression that it is all over, the audience begins to leave, and as this happens, the merchant approaches the two young women and places a gag in their mouths, as if to prevent them from being able to warn the young women to come to the next show.

As I turn to leave, I look for Rector Andrew, but I don't see him, who I do see is Julia, led naked and with a collar around her neck by one of the men whose cock she was sucking a few minutes ago.

When we have moved far enough away from the spectacle, Kate and I lean against the wall of one of the houses and let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much Kate;" I say moving closer to her, giving her a soft kiss on the lips as we often do. "You saved me from ending up as a slave girl. Ask me for anything you want."

Kate's face turns red and she ducks her gaze, I know what she wants to ask of me, and although I have refused on other occasions, today I am willing to fulfill her fantasies.

"Come on;" I say grabbing her hand.

"Here? Now?" she asks me in surprise.

"There is a place where we can go without being in any danger of ending up enslaved;" I say leading her towards a temple of sorts.

"The Temple of Lesbos;" I tell Kate, "Here young girls can enter and fuck without any problem, there are slave girls attending to the visitors, but men are forbidden to enter."

As we get closer to the building, we see couples of girls going in and out, we even see single girls who may request the services of one of the slave girls.

We cross the arch of access to the temple, two dozen slave girls are exposed, waiting to be chosen by one of the girls who enter the building unaccompanied. All of them are very still, although when I look at them, I do not observe any type of restriction.

As soon as we enter, a slave girl dressed in a transparent robe approaches us.

"Good morning. Welcome to the Temple of Lesbos, which one of us is going to be the slave girl?" he asks us.

Both Kate and I look at each other surprised and somewhat frightened.

"Don't worry;" the slave girl comments smiling at us. "In the Temple of Lesbos, no woman can be enslaved, but the rules mark that when a couple comes, one of the two women must play the role of slave girl."

Again, Kate's face flushes red and she ducks her gaze, speaking in whispers. "I will be the slave girl."

As soon as Kate says that sentence the slave girl hands me a robe to put on and walks over to her and begins to undress her, taking the opportunity to caress her body, I watch as her nipples get hard and light moans escape her mouth. In barely two minutes Kate is naked, and the slave girl is fitting her with a harness composed of steel rings and leather straps that cover neither her tits nor her pussy, then she hooks a leash to the ring that is right between her tits and hands it to me.

"Enjoy your slave girl;" she tells me.

I lead Kate through the temple into the inner area, arriving at an area with small private rooms, separated only by simple curtains. Moans fill the building, and only increase both my and Kate's excitement.

We both kneel on the bed and stare at each other in silence for a few seconds, finally bursting into laughter. I'm not a lesbian, although I don't have much experience with guys either, in fact Kate thinks I'm still a virgin, and although Kate is a lesbian, she's barely experienced.

In the end I'm the one who approaches her and I start kissing her on the lips, bringing my hands to her tits trying to do to her what I like the guys I'm with to do to me.

Kate responds well to my touches, and I decide to go ahead, even though she is playing the slave girl, this is all to show her my appreciation and therefore for her pleasure. As I bring my fingers to her pussy an intense moan escapes her lips.

After a few minutes Kate responds to my caresses and begins to move her hands over my robe, her touch is different from a boy's, slower and softer making my arousal grow in a way I did not expect.

It takes no time at all before we are on top of each other kissing and caressing each other, Kate has somehow taken the initiative and has her mouth buried between my legs, while I have her pussy within my reach not knowing what to do.

I've never had my pussy eaten, some of the guys I've been with have fingered me to turn me on before fucking me, but I've never felt anything like this. I try to return the favor and take my mouth to her pussy, finding it wet and salty, I move my tongue inside, and also add my fingers by sticking them in and out like I do when I masturbate.

I must not be doing too badly, because soon Kate's moans join mine, forming a choreography that is only broken when we both reach orgasm.

We recover from our climax without stopping kissing and caressing each other, until finally Kate breaks contact and motions to get off the bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" I yell grabbing her hand. "I have not given the slave girl permission to pull out, I want you to get between my legs and eat my pussy again, and do it better than before or I will have to punish you."

I notice how Kate's body shudders at my words, she has always seemed too obedient when I commanded her to do something, but now I am realizing that she is doing it because she is somewhat submissive and I intend to take advantage of that.

Kate positions herself between my legs without protest, and again her tongue starts flicking over my clit and her fingers moving in and out of my pussy. Her mouth sucks on my button, her teeth scraping and biting it bringing me to orgasm, an orgasm even more intense than the last.

My intense orgasm doesn't make Kate stop, on the contrary she speeds up her movements, adds a third finger inside my pussy, fucking me quickly, bringing me to my third orgasm in just over fifteen minutes.

I close my eyes exhausted with pleasure, protesting as I feel Kate's fingers leave my pussy and her tongue stops playing with my clit.

"It's time to go if we want to continue watching the Fair;" Kate tells me.

When I open my eyes and stand up, I see that Kate has dressed in the robe, leaving the harness for me. I put it on without protest, after all, we came here for her pleasure and it has been me who has had three intense orgasms.

We walk towards the exit of the temple, crossing paths with many couples ready to fulfill their lesbian fantasies taking advantage of this fair building.

Just as we are about to approach the exit to pick up our clothes, a woman dressed in some sort of golden armor approaches us.

"I like your slave girl;" she says to Kate, "I'd like to spend some time with her."

Kate looks at me and smiles, and without a word hands the leash attached to my harness to the woman and heads for the exit.

"Fuck Kate, where the fuck do you think you are going?" I scream, but my scream is cut off by a loud whip from the woman holding my leash.

"I know you're not a real slave girl, but I'm not going to let you behave that way;" she tells me pulling the leash back inside the temple.

After the orgasms I have reached with Kate, I can only think of all that a woman like the one guiding me can make me feel with all the experience she seems to have.

As I see that we pass the bed area where I have been with Kate and continue deeper into the temple, I stop and the woman turns and looks at me smiling.

"I didn't pay a thousand dollars to make sure I wasn't enslaved so I could play with the slave girls as if I were a man to lie on a bed next to a hundred other people;" she tells me pulling on the leash again.

We arrive at a rectangular room with half a dozen doors, a slave girl dressed in a red robe upon seeing us arrive, bows to my companion and opens one of the doors.

As I enter guided by the woman, I let out a scream as I see the interior, a dark stone room with hardly any lighting with chains hanging from the ceiling.

"I don't want you to eat my pussy or pleasure me;" the woman says leading me to the center of the room. "I also don't want to whip you, torture you or anything like that. I just want to fuck you hard while you are tied up, do to another woman what my pig of a husband does to me every day."

I am so frightened by the place and by the woman's words that I am unable to react and move, allowing without resisting that between the woman and the slave girl who opened the door for us they chain my hands to the ceiling and my ankles to the floor.

"Don't worry, I'm going to bring you to orgasm after orgasm;" the woman tells me bringing her hand to my pussy.

After the three orgasms Kate has brought me to, my pussy is still wet and sensitive, and as soon as the woman's fingers go inside, I let out the first moans of pleasure. Within seconds I realize that if Kate was a beginner, this woman knows how to treat another woman and is really going to make me cum many times.

As she moves up to three of her fingers inside my pussy, she titillates my clit with her thumb, making that double sensation drive me wild with pleasure, bringing me to my first orgasm in just a couple of minutes.

I protest when the woman pulls her fingers out of my pussy, but she immediately silences my protests with a spank on my ass and starts fucking me right away. The cock stretches my pussy completely, filling me like I've never been, reaching deeper inside my body than any of the cocks that have fucked me have ever done.

I let out a deep cry, not having reached another orgasm, but the sensation is so wonderful I can't help it. I always thought Kate was a fool for not knowing what it felt like to have a cock in her pussy, now if this is the example of what it can feel like to be fucked by a woman, I can only envy her.

The pleasure only increases, the orgasms follow one after another, I keep begging the woman not to stop and fuck me harder, I realize I'm crying with happiness, I don't want this to end ever.

Suddenly, after another orgasm, my body seems to collapse from pleasure, my tears are no longer of happiness, and I move my body trying to make it all end.

"What's wrong with you slut?" the woman says pulling my hair to pull my head back.

"You don't want me to fuck you anymore?" she asks me.

"I don't want any more;" I reply.

"Ask me to stop;" she tells me. "Ask me please."

I hesitate for a few moments, I don't want to do it, but without thinking I do as she tells me.

"Please ma'am, stop, I don't want you to fuck me anymore;" I beg her.

"Ask me to fuck your ass."

"Please ma'am. Fuck my ass;" I beg again not caring about my anal virginity.

I feel a cold liquid entering my ass hole, and fingers stretching it, I thought it was going to hurt more, but my body is so sensitized by the pleasure, I barely notice it.

I do notice when the fake cock easily enters halfway, although I let out a small scream, again the pleasure overcomes it and without being able to avoid it, causing me to feel very embarrassed I burst into an orgasm while a stranger fucks my virgin ass.

That orgasm, more intense than the previous ones, takes me to a kind of state of semi-unconsciousness, my body is still in the room, but my mind is somewhere else, a place I don't want to return from.

I feel arms grabbing me and soft kisses on my lips. I open my eyes and see the woman in front of me, smiling reassuringly.

"Thank your friend for letting me play with you;" the woman says to me. "And find a way to repay her for the favor she did you;" she adds walking out of the room leaving the room.

It takes me a few minutes to get up, in that time no one bothers me, finally I get to my feet and head for the temple exit.

When I get to the exit of the Temple, I approach one of the slave girls who is there receiving the guests. "I come to collect my clothes;" I say to one of the slave girls, realizing when she turns around that it is the same slave girl who undressed Kate.

"Where is your Mistress?" she asks me. "Only she can pick her up."

"I was the owner, the girl pretending to be my slave girl played a joke on me, put on my clothes and then handed me over to another woman;" I tell her. "You have to remember me and my friend; you undressed her yourself."

"I've undressed a hundred girls since the Fair opened, I don't remember seeing you;" the slave girl answers me. "I don't doubt your word, but you're in a lot of trouble, if you don't have anyone who can tell you're not a slave girl you'll end up with a collar around your neck;" she tells me signaling two women dressed in red robes to come over to me.

"I have come as part of the visit from Westchester School, let Rector Andrew know, he will confirm it for you;" I tell them not knowing why I give that name and not any of the other teachers. "Or Teacher Paige, I quickly add, realizing where we are."

"Perfect;" the slave girl answers me writing down everything I've told her on a piece of paper and then handing it to one of the slave girls who wearing a chastity belt, and a gag in their mouth so no one can stop them to fuck them, carry the messages all over the fairgrounds. "Until we locate either of the two people you have mentioned, you will be just another temple slave girl. The priestesses will take you to your stall;" she tells me.

I don't understand what the slave girl is referring to until one of the two red-clad women grabs my leash and pulls me towards the area where the slave girls rest when they are not being used and forces me to stop at one of the stalls.

As I entered, I didn't notice those slave girls too much, it did seem to me that they were not restrained in any way and I was right, they are simply positioned on a wooden post inserted into their pussy, some are on their tiptoes and some are with their feet propped up tightly, some are very still while others move their hips, but they all have a strange look in their eyes and their mouths wide open letting out strange moans of pleasure.

"Don't move;" one of the priestesses orders me starting to crank a handle, causing a new wooden pole to rise from the ground.

I try to move as I see that the pole is topped by a metal dildo about twenty inches long by five inches wide.

"I told you not to move;" the priestess shouts at me hitting me on my tits with her hand. "Do it again and it will be your ass that gets impaled on the pole."

It's not that I'm scared of the size of the dildo, I've been fucked with big cocks and the dildos I masturbate with when Kate doesn't see me are bigger, without going any further, a few minutes ago the woman Kate gave me to has fucked me with a dildo at least seven inches, I'm scared of the feeling of being helpless.

When the dildo touches my pussy, I feel it cold and slippery, as if it is lubricated to penetrate more easily, something it does in my pussy wet from orgasms. The problem comes when the pole keeps going up without stopping, forcing me to stand on my tiptoes if I don't want him to penetrate me deeply.

"Pray she chooses you someone to play with;" the priestess says to me walking away smiling.

I understand well why she has told me that, the position is uncomfortable and painful and I don't think I can hold too much without dropping, to make it all worse, the post begins to vibrate and I understand the face and moans of the slave girls next to me.

Luckily five minutes later a woman selects me to be her slave girl, the first of four women to choose me in the two hours I spend in the Temple. Two hours in which I am forced to eat their pussy and bring them to orgasm without them caring about my pleasure, a frustration compounded by the fact that the vibration of the pole is programmed to keep whoever is impaled on it on the edge without reaching orgasm.

Just when I think the nightmare can't get any worse, I see Alexia, the captain of the cheerleaders on the school soccer team, approaching and I can't help but wonder what she's doing here, she's dating Michael one of the hottest and most popular guys, although that doesn't stop her from fucking any guy she feels like fucking.

"I don't know what I expected to find here when I decided to come in;" she says moving closer to me, running her fingers over my tits. "But there's no way I was expecting to find anyone I knew, least of all you, maybe your repressed friend Kate, but certainly not you. I'm going to ask how this works and see what I have to do to be able to fuck you."

Before Alexia can head off to do as she has said, one of the priestesses approaches me and begins to crank the handle to free me from the pole.

"This slave girl cannot be selected for your use, we have confirmed that she is a free woman and you have come to fetch her;" she says to Alexia, grabbing my leash to lead me out of the temple, where the Rector Andrew is waiting for me, who runs his gaze over my body while still smiling.

"Thank you so much for coming to get me Mr. Andrew;" I tell him ducking my gaze. "Kate thought she was playing a joke on me without being aware of what could happen."

"You don't have to explain yourself to me Miss Thomas, I know how close you two are and I'm sure Miss Parker didn't have any bad intentions;" he tells me. "Although as you may have seen at this Fair it is very easy for a girl to end up with a collar around her neck, something that can happen to you if you don't dress properly;" he adds pulling the leash in the direction of a clothing store a few meters away from where we are.

To be continued....