EXTRACT FOR
Winner Takes All
(Author Unknown)

   WINNER TAKES ALL ??" EXTRAC

    

    The tables were set up a few paces apart from each other and the girls were stretched out on them and their wrists shackled and their legs, raised, spread wide and ankles cuffed to the crossbars. 

    The commentator walked around as preparations were made and talked to the crowd as he taunted the girls, playing with their beasts, tweaking their nipples and commenting on how much bigger Laura's were than Jan's. 

    She told him to fuck off and took two heavy cuts from the crop across her belly from Helen. 

    The crowd loved it. And when they were fully mounted the drones hovered close to the cunts and anuses as the girls' pelvises were hauled up slightly to allow both passages to be entered. The commentator stood close beside them and inserted his fingers into them one after the other and sampled their taste.

    "Mmm! Typical redhead," he said as he licked his fingers after putting them into Laura. "Strong taste, but not unpleasant."

    Laura raised her head, blinking back tears of terror and humiliation but the Tall Man was there with the whip and she subsided.

    There was further applause when the men were led in, naked, their ankles chained together about a yard apart from each other., their hands cuffed behind them. They shuffled out and the crowd hooted and jeered at the convicts then cheered as some of the arena slaves were led out and as the lines of men stood beside the tables they knelt in front of them. 

    "Each of these girls," the commentator announced, standing behind the kneeling rows, "was promised a goodly amount of cock if they fought well. However they weren't told that if they allowed any man to come in their mouths they'd be put in solitary for a week after the games!"

    The cameras showed close-ups of the looks of dismay on the girls' faces.

    "It's a hard life being an arena slave!! Isn't it???" The commentator appealed to the crowd which roared its laughter at the girls' distress. "And one of these two lovely ladies is going to find out just how hard!"

    And with that he withdrew.

    The slaves shuffled forwards and began to suck the men's cocks.

    "Let the contest begin!" the commentator shouted, back up in his box.

    The two trainers walked behind the girls, belabouring their backs to encourage them to work harder and soon the first priapic men, their hands freed as they approached Jan and Laura, were led to their victims. 

    "As an extra encouragement to these pathetic criminals!" the commentator announced as the first men's  cocks sank in, lovingly followed in close up on all the monitors, "they are being allowed to use their hands while they fuck!"

    Both men were now rocking their hips furiously at Jan and Laura and their hands gripped and clawed at their breasts as they frantically sought relief inside them.

    "They haven't had a sniff of a woman in six months and they sleep with their hands chained above their bunks! These guys are rampant! What a treat for our lucky contestants!" the commentator crowed.

    The crowd roared its approval of the spectacle as the coffles shuffled forwards, lines of rampant, hard cocks eagerly awaiting release.

    The cameras showed close-ups of the first shafts sliding out, glistening with spend and the gaping cunts leaking spunk before they were filled again. And they panned down the long line of hard cocks now waiting their turn.

    

    For Jan it was almost a relief when the fucking began. With the setting sun behind them, the men standing between her legs were anonymous, their hands hurt her as they clawed and mauled her tits but inside her, as yet, there was no discomfort. At least it was a distraction. Having to lie there, naked and waiting and having the commentator make disparaging comments about her body, just to make the crowd laugh was even worse than being fucked for their amusement.

    

    Laura could see the drones hovering above her face and knew that every grimace and cry she made was being broadcast on the giant monitors and in every holo all over the country, if not the world. But she was so sore now! It had been going on for what seemed like ages. At some point  - with one man having chosen to go into her arse, she had seen the camera right by his shoulder and knew the crowds were seeing  spunk flooding out of her vagina as it was squeezed from behind. And God help her she hadn't been able to deny the orgasm that had bubbled up unstoppably as he had pulled and twisted her nipples while he buggered her.

    She had cried as she heard the crowd cheer.

    

    "Noo! Pleeease!! No mo....aaargh!" Jan could couldn't take one more cock. Excited at being able to play with the girls as well as fuck and bugger them, the men were responding eagerly to the licks and sucks of the slaves and now, the shafting was coming at a furious rate. Both passages burned and stung unbearably, her cries faded to whimpers as she rolled her head on the table, the only movement she could make in protest to what was being done to her.

    She no longer heard the crowd. All she knew was that her poor arse couldn't take any more. She tried to call out to Ma'am but she had no voice left.

    

    A klaxon sounded and the crowd sighed in disappointment. There had been bets placed on which girl would pass out soonest but those who had bet on both making it through went hurrying to claim their winnings.

    

    The men were herded off reluctantly with whips and goads at their backs, the slaves were led off as well and as Jan and Laura were released while the Chain was set up. Ma'am grabbed Jan by the hair and yanked her up into a sitting position.

    "Come on! Get up you lazy bitch! There's work to do!"

    The snap in her voice and total lack of any sympathy brought Jan round like a bucket of cold water. She staggered off the table and nearly went sprawling as her legs recovered and she had to hang onto it until the blood flowed back and she was able to stand splay-legged and feel her groin to make sure it was all still there. Her buttocks and every inch of her perineum were sticky and slimy. She winced in pain when her fingers found her anus and between her legs her inner sex flesh and clitoris burned. 

    So intent was she on examining herself that she completely forgot about the wretched cameras until she heard the crowd's laughter and looked up to see herself on one of the giant monitors, standing with her legs wide apart and her hands between her legs. She gasped and pulled herself together as Ma'am hooked a finger into her collar ring and turned her around.

    

    Laura had fared no better, collapsing to her knees as soon as she tried to get off the table. Once down on the ground she had fallen forwards and knelt with her hands between her legs, moaning quietly.

    The Tall Man kicked her in the ribs. Choking back a sob she tottered up and saw the Chain being set up.

    "Don't be too quick to get the spunk out of you," he muttered softly. "Use it as lube, it might help."

    He grasped her by one upper arm and led her on shaky legs across to where her end of the chain had been up. And she saw the dildo.