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RAYA'S LAST PERFORMANCE
Part 1
"This place is a dump!" Raya exclaims, staring at the barn. "I don't know what my agent was thinking!"
Her agent was thinking, though Raya had no idea at the time, that though she was always good at using her body to get a better gig, the DJ at 31 is losing out to younger more willing women; this countryside party is the last thing he could get her.
Raya shakes her head in astonishment, and trudges toward the wide barn doors, lugging her equipment behind her. This rough earth venue is very different from what she has come to expect after a life of not-too-shabby pivilege.
A smaller man-sized door set in the barrn doors swings open and a man steps out, giving Raya a grin. He has large teal eyes that glint with confidence and strength in a face set with a strong chin. His fine, wavy, chestnut hair is medium-length and is worn in a practical, businesslike style. Tall, with a graceful build, he moved lightly on his feet. "Hi!" he says with a wave. "Are you Raya?"
"That's right," Raya says with an answering grin.
George," he says, holding out his hand. he takes it back, seeing her hands are full. "Here, let me helpyou with your stuff," he offers.
A smaller man-sized door set in the barrn doors swings open and a man steps out, giving Raya a grin. He has large teal eyes that glint with confidence and strength in a face set with a strong chin. His fine, wavy, chestnut hair is medium-length and is worn in a practical, businesslike style. Tall, with a graceful build, he moved lightly on his feet. "Hi!" he says with a wave. "Are you Raya?"
"That's right," Raya says with an answering grin.
George," he says, holding out his hand. he takes it back, seeing her hands are full. "Here, let me helpyou with your stuff," he offers.
"Thanks," Raya says, passing him a few bags of equipment.
"Come on in," he says, lugging it ewasily toward the open door.
Raya steps into the barn and has to stop, staring around her with eyes wide in astonishment. "Wow!" she exclaims. From the barn's ramshackle appearance, she has been expecting something very different: the floor is flat and even, covered in smooth black rubber for a good surface, the walls are clean, painted black, coated with non-reflective pads for good acoustics, while a disco ball hangs from the liikewise black ceiling, reflecting stray beams of sunlight over the lar ge dance floor.
"Not what you expected, huh?" George says with a grin.
"Nope!" Raya says. "I thought this was just gonna be a hick party!"
Again, George chuckles. "Don't let appearance fool you; the folks here like their privacy! Come on," he says, waving her after him. "The stage is over here."
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It doesn't take long for raya to set up her gear, with George helping; by then, the long sliver of light thrown in through the open door is fading, and cars are pulling up into the yard outside.
"Not what you expected, huh?" George says with a grin.
"Nope!" Raya says. "I thought this was just gonna be a hick party!"
Again, George chuckles. "Don't let appearance fool you; the folks here like their privacy! Come on," he says, waving her after him. "The stage is over here."
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It doesn't take long for raya to set up her gear, with George helping; by then, the long sliver of light thrown in through the open door is fading, and cars are pulling up into the yard outside.
Pale indirect lights shine down, giving the whole room an unearthly glow, while flickering lights and the whirling disco ball cast
Raya dressed in a pretty short black dress, high in the thigh and low in the collar, and high black boots. A great outfit to party in, which is what she likes to do, though she probably won't have a chance to today; she has perky breasts, wide hips and a full ass, not too thin, not too tall, not too short, with long dark hair and short bangs framing her round face, she has never been described as anything but 'fine.'
She tends to the music as the first of the guests come in, standing center stage at the head of the room, with a brilliant view of the whole room. It doesn't occur to her at the time, but it is true that she is also in view of the whole room.
"All set?" George asks her softly.
Raya glances at him, surprised; he has changed into black, a black long-sleeved shirt, black pants, tall black boots. "Uh- yes," she says quickly, trying to cover for the gap. "All set, I've got a playlist ready, a few standbys in case those are needed."
Raya glances at him, surprised; he has changed into black, a black long-sleeved shirt, black pants, tall black boots. "Uh- yes," she says quickly, trying to cover for the gap. "All set, I've got a playlist ready, a few standbys in case those are needed."
"Good," George says. He glances out over the room.
Raya follows his glance, and is even more shocked by the sight of the guests: some are in black, others in red, some in leather, others in gleaming latex, but all dressed provocatively: from nearly naked to covered head-to-toe in skintight suits.
She is still staring when George glances to two men waiting ready nearby; the first Raya knows of it is when the music swells, and a pair of strong hands grab hold of her arms from behind. "Hey!" she shouts. "What are you-" she turns and sees George standing over her, a long knife gleaming in his hand. She flinches away as he stabs down; the blade slashes right through the fabric of her dress
Raya follows his glance, and is even more shocked by the sight of the guests: some are in black, others in red, some in leather, others in gleaming latex, but all dressed provocatively: from nearly naked to covered head-to-toe in skintight suits.
She is still staring when George glances to two men waiting ready nearby; the first Raya knows of it is when the music swells, and a pair of strong hands grab hold of her arms from behind. "Hey!" she shouts. "What are you-" she turns and sees George standing over her, a long knife gleaming in his hand. She flinches away as he stabs down; the blade slashes right through the fabric of her dress
"No!" Raya screams. "Stop! Let me go!" but all her cries and struggling does no good against the strength of the three men. Bizarrely, surreally, the music goes on playing, and the crowd watches the attack unperturbed, many still dancing to the music.
Raya struggles and cries in the surreal scene as George and his two helpers strip away her dress and her lacy black panties and bra beneath. The two men grab her arm and bend them, forcing her hands to her shoulders and holding them there as George produces a large roll of black electrical tape.
"No- don't!" Raya cries out as George grabs her arm. "Stop!" But he ignores her, and wraps the tape around her bent arm just above her elbow; while his assistant holds her arm still, George wraps the tape around her arm, around and up to her shoulder.
Raya struggles and cries in the surreal scene as George and his two helpers strip away her dress and her lacy black panties and bra beneath. The two men grab her arm and bend them, forcing her hands to her shoulders and holding them there as George produces a large roll of black electrical tape.
"No- don't!" Raya cries out as George grabs her arm. "Stop!" But he ignores her, and wraps the tape around her bent arm just above her elbow; while his assistant holds her arm still, George wraps the tape around her arm, around and up to her shoulder.
In a moment, George has done the same to her other arm. Crying for help, Raya is forced to her knees by his assistants. Kneeling on the floor, she is helpless to prevent George from wrapping her legs likewise. The assistants lift her rear, pressing down on her shoulders. Raya finds herself 'standing' on her elbows and knees like a four-legged animal.
Standing before her, George grabs her jaw, squeezing her cheeks to force it open. Raya rolls her eyes with fear as he produces a ring gag and forces it into her open mouth behind her teeth. He buckles it tightly behind her head.
Raya whimpers through her forced-open mouth, staring pleadingly up at him.
Smiling, George stands to his feet and his assistants turn aside from Raya, and all three bow to their audience as the first song comes to an end; the guests applaud as if for a wonderful show.
Raya whimpers through her forced-open mouth, staring pleadingly up at him.
Smiling, George stands to his feet and his assistants turn aside from Raya, and all three bow to their audience as the first song comes to an end; the guests applaud as if for a wonderful show.
Part 2
Raya turns her head wildly, crying out through her ring gag. How could they be doing this?! What do they want from her?! As the second song begins, feet clatter on the stage behind her. She tries to turn to see what is happening, but George crouches beside her, a leash and collar in his hand, both of gleaming black latex.
"Ungh!" Raya grunts, struggling to speak, staring up at him with wide pleading eyes.
He holds her gently with one hand, wrapping the collar around her bare neck. "Shh," he says softly. "No one's gonna hurt you, girl." He tightens the collar about her neck, securing it, but not so tight that it hurts. He gently caresses her chin, staring reassuringly into her eyes. "I promise."
George stands to his feet, holding the leash firmly in his hand. Raya whimpers as feet clatter behind her. She whimpers, feeling very vulnerable, feeling how her naked ass is raised and vulnerable behind her.
Suddenly something warm and soft leaps on her from behind, and Raya squirms in her bonds, crying out in surprise and fear; she feels the fur of her attacker, feels its hot breath, and realizes that it's a dog.
A dog? she thinks worriedly. Why would they bring a dog into stage with her.
She stiffens, her eyes wide as she feels something unmistakable press into her from behind. She cries out, struggling against the heavy weight, trying to throw the animal off of her, but the dog presses its penis into her, sliding it between her thighs, pushing it into pussy. Squealing helplessly, Raya shudders as it pumps into her, literally fucking her doggy-style.
He holds her gently with one hand, wrapping the collar around her bare neck. "Shh," he says softly. "No one's gonna hurt you, girl." He tightens the collar about her neck, securing it, but not so tight that it hurts. He gently caresses her chin, staring reassuringly into her eyes. "I promise."
George stands to his feet, holding the leash firmly in his hand. Raya whimpers as feet clatter behind her. She whimpers, feeling very vulnerable, feeling how her naked ass is raised and vulnerable behind her.
Suddenly something warm and soft leaps on her from behind, and Raya squirms in her bonds, crying out in surprise and fear; she feels the fur of her attacker, feels its hot breath, and realizes that it's a dog.
A dog? she thinks worriedly. Why would they bring a dog into stage with her.
She stiffens, her eyes wide as she feels something unmistakable press into her from behind. She cries out, struggling against the heavy weight, trying to throw the animal off of her, but the dog presses its penis into her, sliding it between her thighs, pushing it into pussy. Squealing helplessly, Raya shudders as it pumps into her, literally fucking her doggy-style.
"NNNNN!" Raya screams as the dog fucks her, pumping in and out of her pussy, its hot breath brushing her naked skin, its lusty panting filling her ears. "NNNN!"
Then it stiffens and cums: Raya sobs as its hot cum spurts inside of her, filling her with hot semen and humiliation.
The dog hops off of her, panting happily, and is quickly led away to a chorus of cheers and applause from the guests.
George crounches beside her once more, staring at her happily. "Good girl!" George says, lovingly caressing her chin. "Good girl," he says again, smiling into her tear-streaked face. he stands up to his feet as his assistants wheel in a sort of low platform with three steps leading up to it. "Come, girl!" he says, tugging on her leash.
Tears dripping to the stage with every step, she follows obediently where he leads. Clumsily, Raya climbs up the steps to a small platform, and turns around, at George's direction to stand on her four 'legs' with the naked ass raised high as if for inspection.
Something stirs behind her, and Raya stiffens, moaning in fear, wondering what is next: something hammers on the stage, and she shudders, squeezing her eyes shut in terror as she recognizes the sounds of hooves: a ripple of excitement runs through the audience as a horse walks up to her, a tall black stallion, its huge cock already growing hard as it is guided over her, mounting her from behind.
Raya screams through her gag as the horse forces itself into her from behind; where the dog fit her easily, the horse fills her until she feels like she will explode. Grunting lustily, the stallion begins to fuck her, thruating into her so hard her small body is almost forced off the platform. Raya cries out in fear as she almost tumbles head-first over the edge, but George grabs hold of her and holds her steady. "Easy, girl!" he says, caressing her head as the horse plunges into her again. "I'll take care of you!"
Somehow, these words penetrate the haze of pain and terror filling her mind. Raya moans helplessly as the horse pluinges into her once more, almost splitting her from the inside. She cries out in pain, and George gently brushes her naked skin. Helpless, she can't help but find comfort there.
The horse fucks her on: whimpering and crying, her tear-streaked eyes turn vague and vacant, her mind overwhelmed by the events, sensations, her old life, memories rapidly dropping away under the terrible assault.
Then with the suddenness of a light switch, she feels it: the pleasure rising in her, from her pussy the horse fills to bursting. it forces itself deeper and deeper into her, rubbing over her clit with every monstrous thrust, raising a fire of pleasure in her. She couldn't feel it before through the pain, the haze of shame from her old life, but in desperation Raya throws it away, surrendering to the rising pleasure, gasping and moaning, wanting only to survive. Her cries change, growing higher and higher as she rises on pleasure, screaming as she comes, shuddering under the stallion's assault and in George's arms.
The horse grunts and shudders as it come a moment later, flooding her pussy with its cum, white fluid spurting out and running down her back legs. It shakes its head, sending its mane flying as it pulls itself free, high-stepping amidst the applause as it is led off the stage once more.
Raya, lost in a haze of pleasure, barely acknowledges as George tugs on her leash. "Come on!" he says, pulling on her collar. "Come on, good girl!"
That gets to her. Moaning through her gag, she follows his voice, stumbling down the platform's steps and following at his heel as George walks to the former Deejay's microphone and grabs it up. "And now, ladies and gentlemen," he announces. "Let the auction begin!"
As the guests cheer naked slaves, bound and gagged, are led out onto the stage, and Raya sits beside her owner, happily nuzzling his leg.
Then it stiffens and cums: Raya sobs as its hot cum spurts inside of her, filling her with hot semen and humiliation.
The dog hops off of her, panting happily, and is quickly led away to a chorus of cheers and applause from the guests.
George crounches beside her once more, staring at her happily. "Good girl!" George says, lovingly caressing her chin. "Good girl," he says again, smiling into her tear-streaked face. he stands up to his feet as his assistants wheel in a sort of low platform with three steps leading up to it. "Come, girl!" he says, tugging on her leash.
Tears dripping to the stage with every step, she follows obediently where he leads. Clumsily, Raya climbs up the steps to a small platform, and turns around, at George's direction to stand on her four 'legs' with the naked ass raised high as if for inspection.
Something stirs behind her, and Raya stiffens, moaning in fear, wondering what is next: something hammers on the stage, and she shudders, squeezing her eyes shut in terror as she recognizes the sounds of hooves: a ripple of excitement runs through the audience as a horse walks up to her, a tall black stallion, its huge cock already growing hard as it is guided over her, mounting her from behind.
Raya screams through her gag as the horse forces itself into her from behind; where the dog fit her easily, the horse fills her until she feels like she will explode. Grunting lustily, the stallion begins to fuck her, thruating into her so hard her small body is almost forced off the platform. Raya cries out in fear as she almost tumbles head-first over the edge, but George grabs hold of her and holds her steady. "Easy, girl!" he says, caressing her head as the horse plunges into her again. "I'll take care of you!"
Somehow, these words penetrate the haze of pain and terror filling her mind. Raya moans helplessly as the horse pluinges into her once more, almost splitting her from the inside. She cries out in pain, and George gently brushes her naked skin. Helpless, she can't help but find comfort there.
The horse fucks her on: whimpering and crying, her tear-streaked eyes turn vague and vacant, her mind overwhelmed by the events, sensations, her old life, memories rapidly dropping away under the terrible assault.
Then with the suddenness of a light switch, she feels it: the pleasure rising in her, from her pussy the horse fills to bursting. it forces itself deeper and deeper into her, rubbing over her clit with every monstrous thrust, raising a fire of pleasure in her. She couldn't feel it before through the pain, the haze of shame from her old life, but in desperation Raya throws it away, surrendering to the rising pleasure, gasping and moaning, wanting only to survive. Her cries change, growing higher and higher as she rises on pleasure, screaming as she comes, shuddering under the stallion's assault and in George's arms.
The horse grunts and shudders as it come a moment later, flooding her pussy with its cum, white fluid spurting out and running down her back legs. It shakes its head, sending its mane flying as it pulls itself free, high-stepping amidst the applause as it is led off the stage once more.
Raya, lost in a haze of pleasure, barely acknowledges as George tugs on her leash. "Come on!" he says, pulling on her collar. "Come on, good girl!"
That gets to her. Moaning through her gag, she follows his voice, stumbling down the platform's steps and following at his heel as George walks to the former Deejay's microphone and grabs it up. "And now, ladies and gentlemen," he announces. "Let the auction begin!"
As the guests cheer naked slaves, bound and gagged, are led out onto the stage, and Raya sits beside her owner, happily nuzzling his leg.
