{"sf1_id":22114,"sf2_id":"1O5dMpQm","title":"The Entertainment","author":"Tarantulady","words":6863,"posted_at":"2007-04-10T05:07:00.000Z","tags":["Clit Torture","Club","Electricity","Feline","Humiliation","Masturbation","Other/Herm","Pain","Voyeurism","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/22114-the-entertainment","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/1O5dMpQm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/f9/f3/f9f317af-518f-4c69-b26b-295ed0f64f6d","description":"","content":"  \n  \n  \n  \n\n  \n  \n\nMy first story in a looong while. I  \nwanted to finish it before sleep, so plz forgive any screwups but I tried to keep it readable. Also, please  \ncheck out my two little sketches based on this story n\\_n  \nEnjoy!\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;- Deecat\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe Entertainment\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy bit at her claw nervously as she sat in front of her computer  \nand read the form for the tenth time. She knew she'd have to at least _try_ to get the scholarship. It was more  \nthan enough money to put her through college, room and board, and pay for all  \nher books and living expenses. And all she had to do was be a virgin, which she  \nwas. But then of course there was the test and the physical exam... thinking  \nabout that last part made swirling, giddy butterflies attack her stomach and  \nchest.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nHer pulse pounded in her temples. She sighed, nervously, as  \nshe read it again. She had found the website on a scholarship search. She'd  \ntried searching for scholarships for felines, females, low-income, high GPA,  \nbroken families... they'd all involved writing a lengthy essay for the chance to  \nbe awarded a paltry sum of cash that wouldn't cover a semester.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThen she'd seen the scholarship listing on a site for female  \ncollege students. The link had been at the very bottom of a long list and it'd  \nsimply said \"Chastity Foundation\" in small type. She'd clicked it and been sent  \nto this website, which she was currently reading for the twelfth time, now.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nHer ears lay back against her head and her tail twitched as  \nshe tugged, absently at her long hair and reread the contract. The basic idea  \nwas that this \"Chastity Foundation\" was promoting the belief that  \nfurs; particularly females, it seemed; should wait until they were ready  \nfor marriage to lose their virginity. Wendy hadn't decided indefinitely that  \nshe would wait for marriage, but she did want it to be special when she finally  \nlost her virginity. So she'd waited.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nTo qualify for the scholarship, she would have to undergo a  \nphysical exam to make sure her hymen were intact, and  \na polygraph test! The lie-detector test was to insure that she had not done any  \nsexual acts other than vaginal intercourse, such as anal, cunnilingus,  \nphellatio, etc. She hadn't actually done much more than kiss  \na couple boys, but the idea of answering all those questions was still embarrassing.  \nThe insides of her ears burned pink as she imagined being questioned about all  \nkinds of sex acts, when she'd never even really seen a penis in real life. But  \nit was so much money!!!\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy held her breath and clicked \"ok\". She was prompted to \"digitally  \nsign\" the contract and then fill out some forms with personal information. The  \nscreen then informed her that the Chastity Foundation would be in touch in the  \nnear future...\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n...\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nShe woke up screaming, or at least trying to. Something was  \nin her mouth. It was large and rigid and round and so big that it hurt, and she  \ncouldn't spit it out! She couldn't move her legs or her arms. Even her tail was  \nstruggling in some kind of trap. She was on a smooth, flat surface in the dark,  \nunable to move much, and she was terrified. She tried to scream again,  \nproducing a screech in the back of her throat that was greatly muffled by the  \nobject jammed in her muzzle. She wriggled as much as her tight bonds would  \nallow and let out muted shrieks before finally slumping back, exhausted and  \npanting. She lay still, trying to calm her ragged breathing and the panic that had  \nher in its icy grip.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nShe didn't know where she was and she couldn't remember how  \nshe got there. She remembered coming home from her last day of high school, putting  \nher books down, then the doorbell had rung and she had gone to answer it. She  \ncould remember nothing else after that.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAs Wendy's breathing gradually slowed, she realized with a  \ngut-twisting feeling of horror that she was naked. She could feel a slight  \nbreeze on her short, velvety fur, as if a fan were blowing. She had the  \ndistinct feeling that wherever she was, it was a very large room or warehouse.  \nThe sound of her breathing and her screams earlier had seemed to get sucked out  \ninto the atmosphere, as if there were a lot of space, before echoing back to  \nher.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe breeze was slightly moving her long hair,  \nshe could feel some of it tickling across her muzzle and forehead. It was  \nchilly enough that she could tell her nipples were protruding from the cool air.  \nThe part of her that seemed most affected was her genitals. The breeze felt only  \nslightly cool, but it seemed that the air had a particular chill on her exposed  \nlabia and especially on her clitoris.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe terrified feline blinked her eyes rapidly in the dark as  \nshe realized that something was between her ass cheeks, like a thong or strap,  \nbut it felt like it was too tight and it continued to the front of her where it  \npressed very uncomfortably against her genitals. She shifted nervously and let  \nout a startled squeak, as whatever was attached to her nether regions tugged at  \nher clit.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nHow did she get here? What was happening? She didn't have  \nmuch longer to consider these questions before a blinding light was switched  \non. She squeezed her eyes shut and found that she couldn't will herself to open  \nthem against the glare, after being so long in the dark.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy's ears swiveled toward the sound of footsteps on at  \ntile floor. \"Hello, Wendy\". She didn't recognize the male's voice, but it  \nsounded predatory and frightening and her muscles tensed, rigid. Her fur was  \nstanding up straight.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I'm sure you're very confused right now.\" he continued, \"I  \nbet you'd appreciate an explanation. It's ok, I'm  \ngoing to tell you everything that we're going to do here before we even get  \nstarted, ok?\" He patted her foot, eliciting a startled whimper.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy finally forced her eyes open to confront her  \nassailant. He was standing in front of a light, so it was difficult to see much  \naside from what appeared to be an average male profile. He wasn't feline,  \nbecause his muzzle was too long. It was difficult to see much more than that  \nwith blue spots still dancing across her vision.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Mmmrrph hhmm...?!\" Wendy temporarily forgot about the object that stretched  \nher muzzle and tried to speak. The male gave a low chuckle and patted her foot  \nagain, before letting his paw rest there with her foot lightly in his grasp. He  \nran his thumb gently over the soft pads on the bottom of her toes. Embarrassed  \nfurther by his gentle touch and laughter, Wendy tried to force her knees  \ntogether. She could only move them a half of an inch, which elicited another  \nchuckle from her captor.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Feeling exposed, Wendy? It's quite understandable. I can  \nsee every inch of your body. Your clit is protruding quite nicely. It's a  \nsimilar shade to those little pink nipples on those round tits of yours, but a  \nlittle more rosy. Does it bother you that I'm staring at your tits? They're  \nquite lovely.\" \u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy shuddered and tears finally sprang forth from her wide  \neyes, running down her muzzle. She let out a muffled sob. \"Are you crying  \nbecause you think I'm going to kill you, Wendy?\" Her heart nearly stopped  \nduring a brief pause, before he continued, \" because I'm  \nnot going to kill you. I'm not even going to maim you. When this is over, you're  \ngoing to go back to your life and go to school... any school you choose. You will  \nhave plenty of money. Do you understand?\" Wendy's only answer was more  \nshuddering and tears.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"But, if you're crying because you are afraid I am going to  \nhumiliate you and expose every inch of your body, right down to your little pussy  \nlips and shiny nub of a clit...\" he paused and let go of her foot to walk to the  \nside of the table and hold his paw out over her crotch, letting it hover  \nmenacingly. From this angle, she could clearly see that he was an average, good-  \nlooking wolf. He was dressed casually in a black shirt and jeans. The look of  \nmenacing cruelty on his face was frightening.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\"Then you should cry,  \nbecause I _am_ going to humiliate you  \nand I _am_ going to expose you. A lot  \nof furs are going to see your pretty little naked body. They're going to stare  \nand marvel at that exposed pink kernel between your pretty little lips and when  \nyou cry... they are going to _laugh_.\" He  \npatted her between her legs, barely enough to make a slapping sound, and she  \nscreamed into her gag. He laughed for a moment as she continued to sob.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Now, I'm going to be kind to you and explain everything  \nthat is going to happen here, Wendy. But if I feel that you are not listening,  \nI am going to stop explaining and you can just guess at what's happening... OR I  \nwill do something to hurt your clit and make you scream. That will make you  \nfocus, won't it?\" He reached down toward her crotch again as she stared with  \nwide eyes, tears rolling off her face and soaking into her hair. \"Won't it,  \nWendy?\" She realized the wolf wanted an answer and she nodded her head quickly.  \nHe patted her again, making her whole body jump. She was excruciatingly aware  \nof her breasts slightly bouncing as she twitched upward to escape his touch.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Good, girl. Let's not get off to  \nan excruciatingly painful start... There may be time for that later.\" he winked  \nat her. She hyperventilated and whimpered before becoming silent enough to hear  \nhis words and nod at the right times. He circled the table slowly, as he spoke,  \nwalking in and out of her line of vision. \"You were brought here essentially,  \nto be the entertainment. We are very rich people, and we get very bored.  \nPlaying with prostitutes and other willing participants can get  \n\u0026nbsp;tiresome quickly, so we like to  \ngo out and find pretty little furs, like yourself. But just that on its own can get boring, too.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"We wanted to find someone who was inexperienced. Someone whose ears would flush red, as yours are now, Darling, when  \nthey realized that we were looking at their... assets.\" He had circled the  \ntable twice, so far, and stopped near her side. He bent down and reached out  \nwith his finger, resting the pad very gently against the tip of her exposed  \nclitoris. From where Wendy lay, prone, she could not see his administrations,  \nbut she could feel it. Her clit was somehow being held exposed, so his touch  \nwas painfully sensitive. She whimpered quietly, followed by fresh sobs of  \nhorror and embarrassment.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"You are crying because you don't get touched there very  \noften. I bet it probably even hurts a bit, to be handled so...\" He wiggled his  \nfinger slightly from side to side, maintaining very light pressure against her  \nflesh as he spoke, ignoring her tears. \" I'm sure not  \nmany people have seen you naked. You are so ashamed, Wendy. And it is so very,  \nvery amusing. I cannot begin to express how much I am enjoying this. Seeing you  \nthis way...\" He tapped his digit against the head of her clit three times, not at  \nall hard, but to Wendy it felt as though her entire soul were concentrated into  \nthat one tiny, intensely sensitive bead of flesh. She was biting down on her  \ngag hard and couldn't stop sobbing. Her body shook all over as the wolf licked  \nhis fingertip and ran the pad very slowly across the head of her clit once  \nmore. Her cheeks burned with the frustration and shame of her predicament as  \nher body tried to jump away uncontrollably from the overpowering sensation.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Are you still listening to me, Wendy?\" She nodded fervently  \nthrough a haze of tears. \"Are you humiliated, Wendy?\" she paused, horrified at  \nthe frankness of the inquiry. \"If you lie to me, I am going to do something to  \nyour clit that will hurt so bad that you may very well choke on your own tongue  \nfrom the intensity of your screams. Wendy, are... you... humiliated?\" She nodded  \nagain. \"Good girl.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nHe paced around the table, slowly, stopping at her breast  \nand administering a similar treatment to her right nipple, nudging and tapping  \nthe tip of it. As he did this, he stared directly into her eyes, forcing her to  \nclose them since she was too afraid to turn her face away. \"It appears that you  \nare perfect for our needs. And we are very, very glad to have you here.\" His  \nfinger hadn't left her breast, and it circled her areola in lazy twirls. \"What  \nwe are going to do is humiliate you, as I've said. This seems pretty horrible  \nnow, but it is a walk in the park, compared to what you will be feeling during  \nyour stay with us. You will be turned inside out by the shame of it. Your soul  \nwill be bared along with your body, Wendy. I am going to do my best to make  \nsure you have a memorable experience.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"You will be watched by an audience, as I play with you. A  \nlive audience, and a camera will be recording you as  \nwell.\" The frightened cat's ears were laid flat against her head, but she heard  \nevery word, despite the roaring of her pulse in her head. \"I won't go into  \nlengths as to what specifically will be done with you, because where's the fun  \nin that? I wouldn't want you to get bored, Kitten.\" He smiled lovingly at her  \nas he squeezed her breast.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"You should also know that I am going to hurt you.\" Wendy  \nmade sounds of pleading alarm at the smiling wolf. He suddenly reached down and  \nflicked her clit hard, making her scream in pain and surprise and reducing her  \nmuffled pleas to tearful sobs. \"Not while I'm talking, Wendy.  \nDon't be rude.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"As I've said, I promised not to maim or kill you, but I am  \ngoing to make you hurt. You won't be tortured with pain the entire time you're  \nhere, but I do like to add a goodish dose of pain into the mix, to keep things  \ninteresting. Besides, your screams of terror and humiliation and your screams  \nof pain are two different flavors. I want to experience every kind of tear you  \ncan shed. Do you understand?\" She nodded, trying to ignore the throbbing in her  \noutraged clitoris.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Wendy, my name is Bill. I think you should know it, since  \nit's about to get pretty crowded and I'm your only friend here. Keep me happy,  \nor you'll be all on your own. Ok, I think we're about ready here. I don't think  \nyou have any questions, so let's get on with the show!\" The wolf, Bill, raised  \nhis voice on the last sentence, as if for the benefit of someone she couldn't  \nsee. Suddenly, the vast, round white room she'd only really studied in her  \nperipheral vision seemed to open further. Rolling blinds slowly pulled up into  \nthe ceiling to reveal all around her a tremendous audience. There were at least  \na hundred furs within her field of vision. They all sat very still and quiet.  \nShe strained at them through tear-gummed eyes, thinking that maybe they weren't  \nreal.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nSuddenly, they all began to stand up and applaud. There were  \ndifferent species, male and female, all seemed to be  \npretty well-dressed. They were hooting and cheering and clapping enough to make  \nthe table she was strapped to feel like it was vibrating. Her vision danced and  \nshe swooned for a brief moment. Unfortunately, she didn't pass out. She strained  \ntoward the notion of unconsciousness, begging it to take her, but she remained  \nawake and mortified.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nBill spoke and his voice was now magnified through a  \nmicrophone he was now wearing. \"Ladies and gentleman, may I present our newest  \nentertainment, Wendy!\" The crowd screamed in renewed excitement. The fire in  \nthe cat's ears and cheeks burned even brighter. Suddenly, another cat came from  \nbehind her to her field of vision. She was carrying a camera and had it pointed  \nat Wendy. The other feline's ears were erect with interest as she filmed the weeping,  \nfrightened female from the foot of the table. Wendy couldn't see the other  \nfeline's eyes but she saw that she wore a very amused grin below the camera.  \nShe would find no sympathy from the other fem, and she knew it.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nTwo more wolves came into view, pushing a pair of cameras  \nand some spotlights to be placed around the table where the weeping, naked  \nfemale was bound. The crowd was returning to their seats and a hush came over  \nthem as Bill came close to Wendy. \"Look at the mirror, Wendy.\" She did as  \ninstructed, as he held a book-like mirror with a crease in it, so that she  \ncould see the wall behind her. It was a huge theater screen, cut into three  \ngiant segments. The two end screens showed views of either side of Wendy on the  \ntable. The center screen was larger, and it showed the other feline's view,  \nwhich was currently zoomed in on her face. She barely recognized herself with  \nher face contorted in misery and terror. A red ball was jammed into her muzzle,  \nwith straps crossing the center of it in an X and then split so that two straps  \nwere on each side of her head, holding the ball securely into place. The camera  \nslowly panned downward. \"Pay attention, Wendy. I'm going to ask you some questions  \nand if I think you aren't looking, I'm going to have to make you regret it!\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nShe continued to look at the mirror image of the screens  \nbehind her, taking in the details despite the urge to hide her face. Her eyes  \nwere wide with terror, her cheeks matted with tears. The camera slowly traveled  \ndown her neck and then zoomed back a bit to expose both of her rather full  \nbreasts and the nipples that stood erect from the cool air on her skin and her  \nrapid pulse. Bill flicked one nipple, causing fresh sobs from Wendy, but she  \ncontinued to watch.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe camera panned lower to show her fuzzy belly and she  \nheard the crowd murmur as it stopped on a view of her lower torso. Wendy sobbed  \nas she beheld the strange lingerie that had been fitted onto her. Two black  \nstraps cut tightly into the flesh of her hips, leading down to a round-edged metal  \nring. It looked like a little silver doughnut. The ring had been pushed down  \nfirmly over her clitoris, pulling back the hood that covered the delicate  \nlittle nub of flesh and forcing it to stand out straight. The shiny, rounded  \nlittle head was held trapped in the ring by two more straps that continued down  \ninto the crevice of her vagina. Her inner labia were trapped between the  \nstraps. They'd obviously been stretched down as the contraption was applied and  \nnow the purplish, wrinkled little flaps hung grotesquely between the two  \nstraps, which also separated her labia majora and pushed them further apart  \ninto two chubby mounds. Her entire genital area had been completely shaved of  \nany hair. Wendy had never felt so naked in her entire life.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAs Wendy looked on in horror, the other feline came to the  \nside and zoomed in on the profile of her little clit, sticking straight out into  \nthe cool air. A paw showed up in the picture and Wendy struggled in vain while  \nshe watched it approach her spread and flushed-looking sex. The feline holding  \nthe camera was reaching toward her vagina and as she struggled, the other fem's claw came out and pointed directly at her clit. Wendy  \nstopped struggling immediately and held herself perfectly still and cried  \naround the gag as she watched the female's claw go back in and her finger come  \nto rest again on her poor, sensitive clit. She tried not to jump too much, but  \nstill cried hysterically as the other cat's finger pad swirled meanly around on  \nthe metal ring, threatening her clit head with its touch. The uncomfortable  \npressure against the metal ring slightly tugged at the straps and indirectly  \nmanipulated her clitoris enough to make her hips rock back and forth against  \nher will. She wasn't humping the ring, but the sensitivity was causing her to  \njerk around in such a way that she did appear to be trying to fuck the tiny  \nmetal object.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe crowd murmured its approval at the cruel torture of the  \npoor virginal cat. Wendy sobbed anew as Bill lowered the mirror and leaned  \nclose to her face. \"I'm going to remove the ballgag.  \nWould you like that?\" asked the wolf. She nodded quickly. \"If you start  \nscreaming incoherently, I'm going to pinch your clit purple in front of all  \nthese people. Do you understand?\" She nodded again, whimpering. The wolf  \nreached behind her head and undid the straps, grabbing the ball and pulling it  \nfrom her muzzle with a 'pop' sound. Wendy took a deep, sobbing breath before  \nclamping her muzzle shut to show that she wasn't going to scream.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Wendy, I'm going to ask you some questions. Are you going  \nto give me satisfactory and honest answers?\" She nodded, unable to find her  \nvoice. Someone placed something on the table next to her head -\u0026nbsp; a microphone, so  \nthat everyone could hear her. \"Wendy, did you get a good look at yourself in  \nthe mirror?\" She nodded, weeping as she bit her lip.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy cried out as her clit was tapped a little harder than  \npreviously. \"Don't be stupid, girl. I want to hear your answers.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yes! Yes!\" she cried, \"I looked!\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"What did you see\" asked the wolf.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I - I - s- saw my-self?\" she replied, haltingly.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe tapped her again, harder. She felt that no matter how  \nmany times he touched her there, she couldn't possibly get used to it. It was  \njust too sensitive. The nerves in her clitoris screamed out in agony as she did  \nthe same.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Be descriptive. What did your face look like?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Wet... fr- from tears. Afraid.\" she  \nanswered.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"What did you think when you saw what you're wearing, Wendy?\"  \nhe asked.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I don't know what to think. I don't know. I want to go  \nhome! I don't know! Aaaaaah!\" she screamed as he  \ntwisted her nipple and flicked the side of the ring on her little nub  \nsimultaneously.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Describe what your clit looked like, so everyone knows that  \nyou looked, Wendy.\" The audience laughed quietly as she struggled to answer  \nquickly.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I don't... I don't know... pink? Aah!\"  \nhe flicked the ring again. \"It looked shiny! It was standing out really far! It  \nlooked wet and glistening and reddish pink and stretched! It looked small and  \ndelicate and little! Like a piece of pomegranate pulp!!\" she sobbed at the  \nshame of being forced to describe her secret part to a crowd of strangers.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Very good\", said Bill.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Now I'm going to hurt you.\" he continued. \"Why?\" she  \nscreamed, desperately. The wolf paused and raised an eyebrow before answering, \"because it's entertaining\", much to the delight of the  \nlaughing audience. Even the fur with the camera laughed at that. Wendy wept and  \npleaded as Bill reached down near the floor and lifted up something that looked  \nlike a two-pronged wand with a chord coming out of it. As if on some silent  \ncue, one of the other wolves reappeared with a pair of toothy little metal  \nclamps, which he quickly and painfully applied to the sobbing feline's nipples.  \nHe slapped each breast to make sure they were securely attached to her, before  \nmaking his exit.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Are you afraid, Wendy?\" Bill cooed at her. \"Yes! Please  \ntake those things off! Please don't do this to me!!\" she cried. She was still  \nbegging and Bill continued to nod in a sympathetic fashion as he reached out  \nand touched the prongs to the metal clamp on her left nipple. There was an  \naudible crackle and Wendy let out a howl that only a feline could make as the  \naudience cheered and applauded their approval. Before she could beg any more,  \nher other nipple was shocked painfully.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe poor cat was still howling about her nipples when she  \nfelt the wolf tapping the ring around her clitoris. She looked down with  \npleading eyes, too terrified to speak. With a pause and a knowing wink, Bill  \nzapped the ring around her clit. She yowled and he did it again, twice in rapid  \nsuccession. The crowd screamed laughter all the while as Wendy screamed louder  \nthan she had in her entire life. The pain in her clit was earth-shaking. She  \nhad never felt anything so horrible in her life. She screamed again and again  \nas the wolf reapplied the horrible electric prod to her trapped and prone  \nlittle seed.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nEven her thoughts were screaming broken sentences as her  \nmind tried to comprehend the cruelty being applied to her poor, aching little  \norgan. She was vaguely aware that she had urinated and someone was hurriedly  \nmopping the urine from between her outstretched legs before it could get on  \nher. Her brain hollered thoughts in a disconnected fashion, '  \nthe pain! too much! can't  \nsurvive any more! Please! Please! Please don't make me scream anymore! Please,  \nBill it hurts too much to bear!' She wanted to scream these things, but all  \nthat came out was a long, feline howl.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nBill put the electric wand away and gave the cat a few  \nminutes to calm down. He didn't want her passing out. The audience watched,  \nenrapt, as the feline wept at the ceiling and hyperventilated in her misery.  \nShe was so lost in the dizzy after-pain that was slowly fading that she nearly  \nscreamed in surprise when the wolf brought his face near hers and said, \"Tell  \nme what that felt like on your button, Wendy.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"No, please.\" she groaned. Bill reached down as if he was  \ngoing to grab the wand again and the words gushed out of her, \"It hurt. It hurt  \nworse than anything in my life. It hurt worse than pain. The pain went deeper  \nthan I thought it could reach. It hurt inside. It made things move in my  \nvagina. My clitoris felt like it was trying to shrink or pull away, but it was  \ngetting pulled toward that thing. I felt like I was contracting and expanding  \ninside. Please, gods, please don't do it to me again.  \nPlease!\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe other wolf returned, this time holding a box which he  \nhanded to Bill before disappearing again. Wendy shuddered as she gazed at the  \nbox. Bill reached in and produced an ordinary taper candle in a holder. He then  \nproduced a lighter and lit the candle, dropping the box on the floor. \"Look at  \nyou. You're so entertaining for everyone.\" Bill commented, as he stroked her  \nbelly with one hand, stopping just short of her mons pubis. She shuddered and  \nwhimpered as she listened to the audience murmuring and stared at the candle. \"You're  \ndoing so well, Wendy. Your little cheeks and ears haven't stopped blushing  \nsince we started. Even when I zapped that little button of yours, and you  \nblanched, you still had a blush on your ears. You're so very self-conscious, aren't  \nyou? So hurt by the fact that everyone is enjoying the best possible view of  \nyour shiny little clitty and those perky tits. Look  \nat all those tears. I almost feel bad for how much this next part is going to  \nhurt.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy's eyes widened as Bill tilted the candle over her  \nbreast, sending hot wax to coat her pink nipple in melted white liquid that  \nrapidly hardened as it dripped down the side of her breast. Her breath hissed  \nthrough her teeth as she inhaled and then screeched out painfully as he tilted  \nmore wax onto the other nipple. She yelped as Bill lifted his other paw to  \nflick the closest nipple, sending the dried wax crumbling in all directions.  \nThe \"helper\" wolf reappeared again and applied an ice-cube to her nipple as the  \nwax was flicked off the opposite breast and ice applied there as well.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe other wolf smiled meanly as he made little circles of  \nthe melting ice on her nipples, making her cry more. She didn't have time to be  \nrelieved to have the burning cooled away before she realized that Bill was  \nstanding near her genitals. \"Ready, Kitty?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"NOOOOO!\" she screamed in horror, and then pain, as the wax  \nwas poured directly onto her throbbing clit. How much more pain could she take?  \nHer eyes squeezed shut and she could hear ringing in her ears as her own scream  \ncontinued for what seemed like eternity. The wax hardened rapidly in the  \nslightly cool room and she screamed again as that wax, too, was flicked agonizingly  \nfrom her clitoris. Then came the ice, applied in  \ncircles. It didn't feel soothing at all on her clitoris. Even as it melted, the  \ncircles the wolf drew on it with the ice were too much to bear. Her hips were  \npumping again as she jumped to get away from it, to the hilarity of the  \nonlookers.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAfter the ice had melted, she whimpered as the wolf leaned  \nhis muzzle close. She winced as he opened his muzzle, fearing the sharp teeth  \nshe could barely see from the bottom of her vision. But he only breathed  \nagainst her clitoris, warming it back up. He continued to huff warm air onto  \nher little member as she let her eyes flick around the audience. Her ears were  \nhot and red as she surveyed the amused faces. Several of them were looking at  \nthe screens behind her, which showed views of her genitals, her horrified face  \nand various angles of her body. Some of them were just staring directly down at  \nher. A few met her gaze and laughed or smiled. She forced her eyes back down to  \nwhere the wolf was finishing warming her clit back up. He pinched it once  \nagain, rudely, breaking her silence and making her yowl again.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nBill was back near her head and he leaned down to converse, \"Do  \nyou ever touch yourself, Wendy?\" At first she only wept brokenheartedly in  \nresponse. \"Wendy, if you think that's the worst I can make that little bit of  \npulp of yours hurt, you're painfully wrong.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yes!\" she answered. \"I do sometimes!\" between sobs.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"How do you do it?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I use my finger to stroke it gently, through the hood,  \nuntil...\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Yes?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Until I come, ok?\" she wept bitterly.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"What else do you do to make yourself come, Wendy?\"\n\n  \n  \n\nThe cat continued to weep and looked at him in confusion.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Do you rub things against it? Do you use a vibrator?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"No! I swear I don't!\" she cried out, shame coloring her  \ncheeks a darker hue as she tried not to look at the amused faces above her.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I believe you, Kitten. You're just so inexperienced.\" he  \ncommented merrily, as he pinched her vaginal lips and pulled them down a bit, drawing  \nout another whimper.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nBill slid his paws beneath her, then, and undid the strap  \nthat reached between her buttocks and labia and connected to the cruel ring  \nsurrounding her clit. He lifted the ring up and off, making Wendy sigh quietly  \neven as she wept. He grasped the naked pink hood that remained pushed down  \naround the base of her reddish pink droplet and drew it back up over it, making  \nher groan in relief, much to the amusement of everyone around her.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nSuddenly, the table was tilting up at an angle, so that she  \nwas reclining instead of laying flat. The table was turned so that she was  \nfacing the screens instead of the audience. The cameras followed her and she  \nfaced the giant image of her withered expression as she beheld herself, a close-up  \nof her nether region; where the grooves from the tight straps were still  \nfading, and another full shot of her body from the side as she hung at an angle  \nin the restraints.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nEven as she was trying to guess what was going to happen  \nnext, Bill was crouching down with his face near her crotch. \"I think you're  \ngoing to like the next part. It's definitely going to be different that what you've  \nexperienced together so far today.\" She wept silently and shifted slightly as  \nthe wolf first plumped up her clit by giving the base a few squeezes through  \nthe hood. It didn't hurt, he was being gentle about it, but she was incredibly  \nashamed at the giant image of her clitoris plumping, even after all the abuse,  \nunder his careful attention. Her entire body trembled as she hung vulnerably,  \nforced to allow the wolf to stroke her little tag. He was commenting on how  \nsilky the skin on her hood was, murring at her clit as  \nhe gently stroked and cajoled it into a darker color. She watched in helpless  \nhumiliation as he placed his finger pads on either side of the entire hood and  \nran his fingers up and down, jerking it gently to life. Moisture collected on  \nher vaginal lips, making them glisten noticeably.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I bet you stroke it like this at home\" he murred, \"When you're  \nin your bed and nobody is around, you fantasize about some handsome male doing  \nwhat I'm doing right now.\" He bent his head forward and briefly caught her clit  \nbetween his top and bottom lips, tugging and releasing in a brief kiss. The  \ntears were dripping off her whiskers, but he didn't seem to notice. On the  \nscreen, her little nub looked tremendous. It stood forth proudly erect above  \nher flushed and swollen lips.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I'm going to make you orgasm in front of everyone here\" he  \nsaid, looking up at her from a crouch. \"I'm going to make you come, and so that  \nyou don't fake anything, monitors attached to your wrist cuffs will ensure that  \nit's the real thing. Besides, if you try to fake it, I'm going to zap you  \nagain.\" he smiled sweetly as he ran his finger over her clit again. Her clit  \nwanted to wilt under the idea of being shocked, but his expert caresses were  \nkeeping it very much excited.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy's throat tightened and she realized that she was going  \nto start purring just as it happened. Everyone was laughing and she was still  \ncrying, but every breath that came out was a loud purr. She tried to hold her  \nbreath but Bill fluttered his tongue across her clit and she gasped in surprise  \nat the unfamiliar and distressingly pleasurable sensation.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThen Bill was holding up what appeared to be some kind of  \ncomplicated mechanism on the end of a hose, with a glass tube at the end of it.  \nHe held the tube over her clitoris, cupping the entire thing. The view on the screen  \nbefore her changed, and she was looking at her clit from inside the tube at two  \nangles! The third section of screen showed her tearful countenance.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nAs she hung helplessly, the tube began to fill up with  \nslightly cool water. Bracing herself against any potential pain, but still  \npurring in the back of her throat, Wendy watched, horrified at the giant image  \nof her clitoris in this strange contraption. The tube was completely filled  \nwith water and then it sucked onto her, letting out any air bubbles that had  \nremained. The sudden suction was surprising, but it didn't hurt at all. With  \nthe weight of the water filled tube combined with the suction, she was getting  \npleasurable little flutters in her loins with every breath she took. The  \npurring got louder and several of the audience were  \nlaughing, but Wendy couldn't stop the sensations from making her react, despite  \nher mortification.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nBill was able to release the tube when the suction turned on  \nand he now stroked her wet lips absently and watched the mechanism intently. At  \nfirst nothing happened, but then Wendy gradually realized that the water was  \nstarting to move. On the screen. the  \nfront view showed the hood of her clit flaring out slightly and then going down  \nas the water very slightly began to pulse directly on her clit. It wasn't enough  \nto make her respond other than purring at first, but then the water began to  \nswirl instead, making the hood flutter around her engorged nub and causing her  \nto squirm despite herself.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nShe had never felt anything like this in her life. Her pussy  \nwas dripping all over the wolf's fingers and her face still burned with  \nhumiliation but her clit, oh gods, her clit felt better than it had ever felt.  \nThe swirling water stopped and went in the opposite direction, making her purr  \nlouder and her eyelids flutter. Her tears had stopped although she was still  \nblushing and she bit her lip so she wouldn't begin to moan. Bill continued to  \nstroke her moist lips as the water kept switching directions and intensity,  \nmaking her clit appear to dance and flutter on the camera.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe suction began to vary in intensity, making her clitoral  \nhood pull up and down, seemingly of its own accord. The water kept switching,  \ntwirling, fluttering and making her completely swollen clit dance for the  \ncamera. \"You must be so ashamed, knowing you are going to come in front of all  \nthese people and they're going to laugh at your humiliation\" Bill's voice  \nbrought her back to reality... Wendy tried to will herself not to come. She closed  \nher eyes and then there was only the tingle on her clit and lips, so she opened  \nthem again and was confronted with that screen. Her eyes widened as she watched  \nher puffy miniature cockhead dance and twirl and she  \nknew that she couldn't stop it from happening.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nHer eyes opened wide and dazed as her clit actually began to  \nbob on the screen, not from the water, but from the convulsions that sent fluid  \nrunning down Bill's paw. She heard sounds coming from the back of her throat  \nbut she couldn't help herself. Her entire body shuddered violently as she came for a full minute, fresh tears of relief and embarrassment coursing  \ndown her muzzle as her pussy convulsed, her clit bobbed on the screen, and the  \naudience applauded.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n... A little while later...\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"So, to paraphrase, you are more than welcome to try and  \npursue us legally, but we are rich and there are many of us involved in the  \nlegal system. Even if by some miracle you were to win, you'd still be known as \"that  \ngirl\" because this thing would make huge news. By signing this contract, you  \nare agreeing that you were a willing participant in this little game and that  \nyou will accept the money for your school tuition and books, plus the extra one  \nmillion dollars.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nWendy pulled her jacket closer around her, as if to make  \nsure she were still wearing it. Her cheeks were still stained with tears, but  \nthey were drying. Bill looked at her over his reading glasses as he waited for  \nher to accept the contract. She let her eyes flicker up to his face quickly,  \nbefore returning her gaze to the paper he'd just explained to her. She tried to  \nstop letting her mind drift to what had just taken place. 'He can't be handsome'  \nshe thought to herself 'he electrocuted me!'... Shaking her head, she signed the  \ncontract and pushed it back to the wolf.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nHe accepted it with a grin on his face. \"I am so pleased  \nthat you agreed to sign, Wendy. You won't regret this, in a couple of weeks,  \nKitty.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"A couple of weeks? Wha?!?!\" Wendy \u0026nbsp;was pulled back toward the large room  \nby the two wolves who had come up behind her. The feline shrieked in horror and  \ndisbelief at what was taking place.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\nThe wolf chuckled, \"They never read the fine print!\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}