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The Choir Sings

Chapter 5

THE CHOIR SINGS

a JEP story

Chapter 5 – A Strange Musical Conducting Contest

He and Connie and Jackie stood naked before their two victims. Connie and Jackie asked him what was next on the agenda. He didn't respond to their question but turned to Sarah and Sandy and asked them if they had ever been fucked in the ass.

They both replied in unison with a firm, “NO!”

He told them that one of them was going to get fucked in the ass. They began shuddering at the thought. Jackie and Connie both clapped their hands in delight at the thought of witnessing this new atrocity. Jim knew that the sisters had taken choral conducting classes and both had aspirations of someday directing a choir. He told them they were to be involved in a conducting contest. He explained that he would put on a CD of the “Hallelujah Chorus” from Handel's “Messiah”. Then they would each be given a conductor's baton and each would simulate directing the choir and orchestra that was performing the piece. The one who served as the best conductor would be temporarily exempted from getting fucked in the ass.

They looked at each other questioningly and wondered who would fare best in this contest? He directed his two associates to release them. Then, he told the two sisters to get on their hands and knees with their butts facing the CD player. They were too frightened to offer any resistance but they were obviously confused. Then he told them to get their faces and shoulders down on the floor so that their asses were high in the air. They did so with some trepidation but it was a beautiful sight as two lovely asses protruded in the air. Then Jim took two conductor's batons. They were small in diameter and about twenty inches long. They were covered with a shiny, black coat of satin paint. He told Connie and Jackie to spread the sisters' ass cheeks wide apart. Then, he walked up and simultaneously buried the batons in the upturned butts. The two sisters shrieked as they felt the hard, wooden batons enter their ass holes. He buried them to a depth of at least ten inches.

Connie and Jackie released the cheeks and the asses snapped shut on the wooden batons. The two sisters were crying now as they felt their bowels impaled by these foreign objects.

He said, “You dumb shits! You didn't think this was going to be ordinary conducting, did you?”

They responded with cries of pain and frustration. He then told them they were to conduct the orchestra and choir with their asses. The batons waved tentatively in the air from the natural motion of the two girls' asses. He told them to get ready. Then, he started the CD of the powerful, fast-moving music. The two sisters didn't move. He shouted above the noise of the thundering chorus and told them they better remember what was at stake!

As they each felt the pressure of the thin wooden, batons in their bowels, they realized how much worse it would be to have his dick in them. Sarah and Sandy immediately began twitching their asses, trying to pick up the beat of the music. Sarah picked up the beat of the four-beat song first and began moving her ass so that the baton assumed a tight, concise pattern. Her ass movements were organized and controlled and she was actually doing a fairly good job of presenting a consistent pattern with her baton.

Sandy was slower to pick up the beat but when she did, she was more flamboyant with her motions. Her ass was moving in larger patterns and her baton was showing more of the emotion of the music, if not the consistent pattern of her sister. As the song moved into the middle soaring portions of the music, both girls were raising their asses higher, trying to get the batons to demonstrate the soaring textures they wanted in their music.

Jim was astonished! This was better than he had ever imagined! As the ass conductors raised their buttocks, their patches of pubic hair flashed from between their legs and he was entranced. He did love girls' pubic hair. Then the music started to move to its large climatic ending. All parts of the choir were reaching for the very limits of their vocal ranges. The orchestra was ringing with thunderous sounds of triumphant, high-spirited trumpets. The drums were rolling out the cadence like thunder in the middle of a storm. The two sisters were responding with their asses, swinging their hips in large swoops to demonstrate the full breadth of the music. Their batons were swishing through the air as their ass holes gripped the sticks even tighter and commanded their implants to communicate the triumph of the music. Their thighs were clenching and unclenching, their pussy lips were opening and closing despite the skewers that were still piercing them, their tits were shuddering and swaying in the exact rhythm of the great music.

As Jim watched this marvelous collaboration of great music and female sex, his dick slit was leaking pre-cum in anticipation of wonderful things to come. Jackie and Connie were also caught up in the eroticism of the music and the girls' ass movements. The song swelled to its final resounding “AMEN!” and the girls' asses vibrated in the air sending strong waves of vibrations through the shafts that were imbedded in their butts. It was so marvelous that Jim and Jackie and Connie responded with a wave of applause at the work of the two naked, ass-conducting, shuddering sisters.

Jim conferred with Jackie and Connie and they all three agreed that it was a dead heat. Each sister had done equally well in conducting an orchestra and chorus with her ass. Jim communicated the decision to Sarah and Sandy and told them there was only one solution – each of them would get fucked in the ass. They both started wailing and crying, begging not to have this atrocity imposed upon them.

During this pleading they had turned and situated their bodies in upright positions although still on their knees. The batons still hung from their asses, wagging like little stiff doggy tails. He told them to get back on their hands and knees and he ripped the batons cruelly from their behinds. They let out a small cry as their asses were emptied from this foreign imposition.


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