legs began to move toward its goal. The screens clearly showed how a dry rope slid between the girl's labia. It was evident that the skin of the vagina over her gradually began to pour red. She was clearly not easy. An inconvenient posture, terrible shoes, but the approving hum of the hall and the spirit of competition compelled to go forward through power. So she made the last spurt and crossed the line. Leading immediately announced the time. And after a couple of minutes at the start there was another girl. How not strange in the first stage, Vera won. After the announcement of time they removed her handcuffs and gag.

- Well, how do you race? - Asked her Rose.

- Cool. - Smiled contented Vera. Waving to someone in the hall. Then she looked up and found our table and waved to us as well.

Vera disappeared behind the scenes. And Albert took off the rope and took out another thicker and mossy one and with more corrugated weaving.

- I will go to intercept the Faith. - Miko got up and went to the side of the stage.

- Denis. I'm sorry but I need to go urgently. I think you will understand without me. And yes, my advice to you is not to change Miko with anyone to go to a private room. This is not yet her. I'll pick up a girl for you here the next time you get here. I promise. - Martha came up to me and kissed me tightly. - All right, bye. Have a nice evening.

Martha is gone. I, having knocked over a ryumashka, began to look after the next stage. This time the distance of the girls was much harder and slower, and much more painful as I suspected. But nevertheless they managed and this time the blonde Lena won, whose hall of triumph met with applause. Many even came closer to the scene.

- Hello. I am Vera and my boyfriend Roman. - Already dressed in white shorts, just below which were black stockings and a black shirt, flew in, a girl in our booth, accompanied by Mika and a guy about my age of twenty-five.

- Denis introduced myself. For an acquaintance? - I began to fill glasses with brandy.

- Do not mind. - Rocked the novel. We drank and began to watch the sequel on stage. What is strange Vera settled next to me and Micah sat down on Roma's lap without hesitation. While we met and drank on stage, the next stage ended. I just noticed that the rope was as thick as the first one, but there were knots on it every twenty centimeters. This time the oldest woman with chestnut, gorgeous mane hair and a good figure for her age won. The next rope was the same as the previous one, only the knots were almost one after the other and larger ones. While on the stage we were preparing a black-haired girl with curls, we drank one more portion and suddenly Vera was on my lap. Having pressed my ass with my long standing device. From the spectacle of what is happening on the stage and her unequivocal fidget, I almost finished. Flashing a glance at Mika, I realized that something was wrong. Micah was not just sitting on Roma's lap, but moving up and down. Her eyes sparkled with pleasure. Holding her moans, she nicely bit her lip with her pearl teeth without taking her eyes off the stage. "Yes, she fucks Roma." Gone in my head. “Well, what am I losing. Visited the next thought. My hand immediately fell on the belly of Vera and unbuttoned the button of the shorts, lowering the lock.

- Finally. - She smiled, looked at me, rising and lowering the shorts to her knees.

At this time I frantically unzipped my fly freeing my friend. Here is her hand intercepted it and within a second I tried to enter a tight, narrow and dry hole.

- Wow. - Vera, with a satisfied face, turned to me, standing up, and spitting her hand rearingly in her palm, she slipped her hand and smeared my machine. Then she began to sit down again, making slow movements up and down. Every time my dick penetrated deeper and deeper.

- Puss still hurts after the rope. - she was justified.

And it came to my excited brain why it is so narrow and dry.She put her ass on me. And it was space. I sat in the club, looked at the scene where the action was hotter. And on my penis, a completely unfamiliar charming girl with whom I had barely a dozen words leaped not with the widest amount of crack. I almost finished. Having grasped Vera by the waist, I made her stand still habitually after waiting out the first wave and then let her continue. On the same stage, there was one girl. And this was a brunette with curls.

- So the final race. - Announced Rose.

The girl was already standing at the pillar and Albert was putting a bandage on her eyes. It was evident that she was tired. The legs were trembling finely, the labia, the clitoris were obviously strongly rubbed. They were swollen and bright red. Wearing a bandage, the man took out the last rope and secured it between the pillars and legs of the girl, stretching it quite tightly. But the rope was not easy. Throughout its length, small candles were inserted into the nodes; they are usually stuck into the cake. And there were a lot of them every five centimeters. The smiling presenter lifted the lighter in her hand. Meanwhile, Albert went down to the legs of the girl and cuffs fastened with a short chain appeared on her ankles, which allowed her to move in very small steps, literally a couple of centimeters. When he finished the scene, two men in masks with long whips in their hands came out and stood up from different sides of the girl. And it was immediately clear that this is not the props which the girls played when they were warming up. Rubber whips intertwined with a pigtail with predatory thin ends into which small steel balls were interwoven.

- So, Natasha, you have to go to the end of the distance; time is not limited but stand more expensive. - Explained the girl leading the burning in front of the girl candles. The first candle was centimeters fifteen from the girl so she had nothing to suspect.

The hall was silent.

- Forward. - Commanded Rosa.

Natasha hesitantly moved forward, with difficulty moving her legs in uncomfortable shoes, chained. Her pubic hair had the same curly hair as on her head. Dark curlicues long but neatly trimmed. And so they touched the light of a candle. In a club submerged in silence, the girl’s terrible screaming gag snapped, the pubic hair flared and burned to burn her tender pubis, Natasha arched as an arc and she involuntarily jerked back trying to escape from the wild pain, and then, as if waiting for this movement, the whips of men whistled back. They beat not sparing. One beat on the back, the whip turned around the body and the tip with a flashing sound stuck into the lower half of the girl's right breast. The second whip has embraced the dressed up ass having pressed the tip in Natasha's still burning pubis. Had it not been a gag, it would have cut the teeth from wild pain.

- Move. - Rose shouted her.

I do not know what it cost her but she began to move forward. Slowly, through a girl I could not walk over the candles, extinguishing them with my pubic hair and smearing the still hot wax over my clitoris and delicate skin of the already rubbed vagina. Hair has long been burned out, leaving behind a red burn spot, with black specks. Each time, when she made even a second hitch, the whips of the torturers bite into her body. Waist, chest, ass, stomach, everything was covered with burgundy blood-gathering stripes. Although the men are clearly a pro, the lines did not touch and the skin never broke. But how painful she was. She didn’t stop shouting wildly at the gag for a single moment. Through power, but she moved.

Vera has long ceased to jump on me. She grabbed the fingers of one hand on the table, the other fiercely twisting her clit and did not take her eyes off the stage, but her sphincter with her rectum, oh God, she just milked me frantically shrinking and unclenching. From the spectacle of sophisticated torture of Natasha, I could not stand it and exploded pouring my partner’s rectum with my seed.Then he stayed until the end of the show, looking at the stage. When Natasha finally extinguished the last candle and Albert rushed to her with the men free from the shackles, the body of Vera simultaneously with the noise of the applause of the hall, shuddered in orgasm. Soon she relaxed and stood up and pulled her shorts on her trembling legs. Miko was already sitting next to Roma by this time.

- Wow. I'm here for the fifth time. But today's show is something. - Issued Vera.

- Yes. It was a bomb. - Roma agreed with her, pouring the remnants of brandy into glasses.

- Friends and went to us or to you. - Vera suggested. - I got so started that I just want sex wildly.

- How are you? - I looked at Miko.

- I am for. Have fun.

- Well then to us. I decided. - Calling the waitress to pay the bill.

Soon a taxi carried us to my house. I sat down at the back between Miko and Vera. Girls shared their impressions all the way. I decided for myself that I would definitely go to the club more than once, and possibly with Anya, because she, too, was delighted with her visit. And I was additionally inspired by the hand of Miko wielding in my groin.