DAY ONE-The Fortress

Midwinter 1973, a group of men were about to barricade themselves inside a Victorian fortress situated on a small island in the northern parts of the Irish Sea. The name of the Island was Gravelly Island and there was an old saying about this desolate place ”If you are going away from Gravelly Island you’re going in the right direction!” It takes a lot of planning to bring down a country, Maximilian Belmore was the self appointed leader and the financier of the gruesome mission and he came well prepared for this momentous task.
He was much like his idol Napoleon; he was a leader of men, capable of corrupting the noblest of humans. His speech was almost hypnotic and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate a man’s soul. But a nice desolate fortress is not enough, he also needed manpower so he recruited eight of the most merciless hit men and terrorist money can buy.

• A giant Bulgarian, with an extensive knowledge of the world of cloak and daggers
• A Jamaican a slender fellow with a rap sheet long as his arm, involving everything from suspicion of multiple murder, down to drug smuggling
• A Japanese man rumoured to be trained by Ninjas
• An American, trained by the Green Beret
• A German in charge of technical expertise
• An Arab rumoured to be heavily involved with terror networks
• A Turk who used to kill for Ankara's head crime-lord until he was found in bed with his boss daughter and was forced to escape
• The Englishman finally came from a part of the world that brought up more killers then any other place in the world; Midsummer

Together they retired to this oupost to the world and locked themselves inside this impregnable fortress, there closest neighbours being a bleak, desolate community with no redeeming features whatsoever and where nothing ever happens. It was a large and impressive building, an expression of Maximilian Bellmore’s own somewhat eccentric and exclusive taste. The fortress was surrounded by a high and strong wall and the only way in was through iron gates The gates was heavily guarded not to allow anyone to leave the fortress upon his or her own accord.
Maximilian had spared no expense to make their living as comfortable as possible. The building crew he recruited to restore the fortress to its former glory and had left no more then a week ago so the smell of fresh paint and fresh cut timber lay heavy in the air, food and drink was plentiful. The fortress know also featured a swimming pool, sauna, gym, snooker table, tennis court, bars and a stunning central atrium.
All steps taken to protect themselves from outside intervention, they should be able to exist independent of the outside world in outmost luxury for the time it would take to set their sinister plan in motion. His minions didn’t even hade to forgo female companionship while they waited the time when all the pieces fell into place. Maximilian absconded with some of the new recruits intended for Quartier du Temple’s Londom branch. These where all lovely girls well trained in the art of lovemaking, very skilled and all extremely docile ready to submit to anything no matter how dirty or perverted.
Quartier du Temple was a very secretive society where wealthy men and women could live out all their vices. Maximilian was a longstanding member of this society and his intention with these 12 female and four young bucks was to subject them to all kind of sexual depravity but they also hade the dual purpose of being intended as human shields and hostages in case the fortress came under siege.
As icing on the cake and to prove how committed he was to his cause he added to the victims list his sister, two daughters and their young stepmother. Once Maximilian had achieved his mission in life, to create chaos and disorder, and harvest the fruits from it, he wanted to rid himself of excess luggage and start on a clean slate. Those women closest to him was all well broken and used to extreme hardship so what awaited them at this fortress of darkness was nothing new to them. For above three years this cruel libertine had planed his and his champions retreat. In order to show in how high regard he held his champion, he asked them to gather in the Mess hall, when they all where assembled, he raised his hand to silence his soldiers. Once he had their complete attention. He snapped his finger; the door opened behind him and four beautiful women was driven into the room with kicks and blows from his trusted Cal factor, Higgins.
--"You all now my wife Clarissa, my daughters Kim and Abigail, and my sister Emmanuelle,” Maximilian Bellmore said, without even looking at the poor women “All of them charming creatures, All of them sworn enemy to our cause, I give them to you promptly to use as you see fit, to treat as the worst of whores. I do this to strengthen the bonds that exist between us. To prove to you that no one will come between us "

A needle falling to the floor would have sounded deafening in the pause Maximilian made for maximum effect
--“These four ladies shall have no privileges of any kind over the other women that has been gathered for your pleasure; on the contrary, they shall at all times be treated with a maximum of rigor and cruelty, and they shall be frequently employed upon the vilest and most painful enterprises, and they shall be severely punished if they resist the work or perform it poorly. When referring to these ladies, we shall employ the same coarse expression the vulgar commonly use in connection with a vile animal. I see no reason to waist any money on these creatures, henceforth they will always appear naked. And they better, do as they are told without a murmur and with most eagerness"
Maximilian Belmore looked grimly at his daughter, his wife, his sister and his mother
--“When in need you can use them, erratically and indifferently, like me I expect you to have the loftiest contempt for these creatures and consider them hardly fit to be used. Never forget to take a whip to them and demand that they show you the same obedience as they would me.”
He made a mental notice of whom of his hired guns that had been fastest to take him up on his offer. Ironically enough it was the American, Kyle Norris who had trained with the Green Barrette and the Arab Youssef Islam who both went after his sister Emmanuelle. Her entire being was an open invitation to abuse and humiliation. She was twelve years his junior and had been at his mercy since his parents died in a fatal car crash four years ago. Now she was shared by two men who by all account should be sworn enemies. The Arab was ramming his cock into her award winning rear, while the American demanded oral services from her.

His older daughter Kim from a previous marriage was sandwiched by the German Udo Schuman and the Ninja Yoshihiro Sato. Her half sister was treated with the same lack of respect by the Turk and the Jamaican.
His young wife Clarissa had the least experience of these cruel handlings throws herself at his feet when they heard his decision and begged him to reconsider. With tears streaming from her eyes she asked him how he could treat her, his wife and the one closest to him in this cruel manner. Didn’t he promise to love and protect her when they married and why, why did he marry her when he hated marriage with such intense?
--"I don’t know what You are talking about” said Maximilian and spat down into his wife’s face “I don’t hate to be married, I love it, I’ve been married five times”
Igor Popov, the Bulgarian grabbed the hysterical young female and proceeded to bitchslap her pretty face until she begged him to use her anyway he desired. The Englishman remained seated, enjoying a pint of Guinness. Maximilian approached him asking if none of these sluts tickled his fancy.
”My dear Maximilian, I prefer to savour my strength until the killings begin?”
”Do you prefer killing to sex”
"The difference between killing and sex, is that when it comes to killing there’s a winner!”

Once they fulfilled their dark passions Maximilian signalled Higgins, who grabbed the four females and forcefully drove them out of the room. When the door closed behind them he turned towards the Englishman Duncan Atkins
--"Do you know why a woman is like a laxative?"
--"No that knowledge has passed me by"
--"They both irritate the shit out of you."
Maximilian Belmore spent the morning scrupulously examining the premises, to see whether they were vulnerable to assault or favourable to escape. Having concluded that one would have to have wings or the devil's powers to get out or in the fortress where he and his champion where situated, he congratulated himself for a job well done, securing headquarter and devoted the evening to scolding females he had taken to this fort.
On his order they were all assembled in the court yard, a group of stunning beauties, plucked in their prime, stood beneath the balcony out on which he himself stepped out,
--”My name is Maximilian” he said. ”Mine is the honour to lead our circle of champions.” He pointed towards the armed guards. "This includes me, my two colleagues, and my league of champions, we all think of ourselves as true libertines. I must you to consider the walls that surround you”
The scared female captives followed his instructions, The walls was well over six meter high and on the top run tree rows of electrified bob wire! "The only way in and out of her is over the walls or through the gates” Maximilian said triumphantly” but I must warn you from trying either way. 2000 volt runs through that bob wire. My dear ladies, I don’t expect that my champions will be content with the sloppy seconds that my sluttish female relatives offer, You’re the cream on top, You will be given to my champion’s as a reward for partaking in this noble mission... His instructions were suddenly interrupted by a rather loud sneeze.
--“Who was that” he shouted from his throne “Tell me who that was”
His victims was too afraid to answer. So he signals to Higgins who grabbed a girl in the first row and leads her off to a secret lair. When he returned dragging the poor thing, what caught everybody’s eyes was the extent to which she had been mistreated. And even if she had not been naked her tears still coursing down her cheeks would have been sufficient evidence. It was only too obvious know that the marks on her breast and buttocks where tell tale signs. Higgins grabbed the next girl in the line and returned with her ten minutes later, in the same broken down state, he then repeated the procedure with a third and a forth girl, before a girl in the second row raised a trembling hand and said
--"master I’m sorry but it was me"
Maximilian looked at her carefully and then said;"gesundheit" before continuing his lecture...

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DAY ONE-The Club

Jack was in a foul mood when he reached the BDSM-Society club, it was mid December, freezing cold and poor Jack Rippeur had to resort to use public transport. The energy crisis that was a result of the Arab Oil embargo sent petrol prises through the roof. In combination with all the money he spent protecting himself from a female stalker, left Jack deep in debt before the whole affaire was brought to a drastic ending. Jack was now in desperate need of every penny he could lay his hand on. This day however he just shot past the sweet redheads that welcomed him, and offered to submit to his every demand! Instead he stride quickly up the stairs to the second floor and over to the Club presidents corner office. Isabel Ruiz, a most charming roman beauty escorted Jack into the library where Judge Keen was sitting alone absorbed by a volume of Proust.
”Top of the morning to you Jack” said Judge Keen, he was President of the Londom branch as well as appointed Senior Appeal Court Judge. "You want a drink I hope, Olivia get us two Armagnacs, large ones, and get those clothes off in case Jack wants to fuck you later!".
”I see you’re still keeping Isabel with you sir” Jack said as he sat down in the armchair right opposite to the Judge.
”Well that is part of the problem I want to address with you” Judge Keen signalled to the naked beauty to come over ”As you clearly can see, this jaded minx bear fresh marks from all the punishment I seen fit to inflict upon her over the last couple of weeks, look at the whip marks on her tits and ass, look at the cigarette burns and all the rest, don’t you think I would have replaced her until she could return healed from her wounds and with a lot more joie de vivre, if I had the opportunity?!”
”Well I think those welts and bruises becomes her, but I guess she could be more cheerful" Jack replied while lighting a cigarette "Olivia is a decent fuck, but by no means irreplaceable. if you’ve gone that weary of her replace the slag!”
”I know that” Judge Keen said in a rather harsh tone ”I would have sent her away, if I could replace her, but you see Jack, one of our less loyal members, Maximilian Assade saw fit to abscond with twenty of our new recruits, leaving us with a very short supply of fresh untamed victims.”
”That’s terrible”
”Oh don’t get on any high horses with me Jack, it was not long ago you did the same thing, wasn’t your female assistant Ariel originally picked up by one of our talent chasers, but instead of delivering her to us, he gave her to you as thanks for some legal aid?”
”Well yes but technically she was never the property of Quartier du Temple, and as you may recall you have already had the opportunity to went your frustration with the young lady in question!”
”Ahh yes” The Judge said with a very reminiscent smile” That Ariel present the most agreeable target for the whip!”
”I can tell you she didn’t sit comfortably for a week after that rendezvous!”
”I think it would be pleasing to test her limits even further, those magnificent udders of hers invite to all sorts of abuse!”
”Everything comes at a price, my lord”
”You always had a keen eye for self promotion Jack” The Judge reached out and started cruelly wringing Isabel’s right breast, bringing tears to her eyes ”But I am afraid that sweet Ariel’s dire need for further discipline have to wait! I have a much more pressing errand that we need to address, our friend Maximilian Belmore!”
”Is it those recruits you want back” Jack replied and gave Isabel’s left breast the same cruel handling as her right breast already was receiving” I don’t think they won’t be as lily fresh and undaunted anymore, if I know our Maximilian!”
”I am afraid that Maximilian Belmore has caught the attention of MI5, Another one of our friends is appointed to Joint Intelligence Committee. He was able to pass along an early warning; it seems that Maximilian name has popped up in connection with the IRA bombings previous this year.”
”That is not good” Jack felt a slight twinge of worry” Our club can afford to be associated with that kind of trouble! Damn fool!”
”Precisely!” To emphasize what he was about to say the Judge gave Isabel’s nipple an extra cruel twist bring a cascade of tears from her lovely eyes” but it seems that the whole thing has spun even further out of hand, It seems that our Mr. Belmore has together with some very dangerous individuals isolated himself in a fortress on Gravelly Island!”
”And where do I come into the picture”
”Well Jack, we want you to go over there in pretence of checking out the young slaves he absconded with and to negotiate a penance for his breach of the Club-rules!”
”What am I a magnet for freaks” Jack replied angrily” Why would I do that?”
”Oh I think you do it for the handsome salary we’ll be paying you, We all heard of that rather costly affaire with that female admirer of yours”
”And why, if he is involved in these very shady dealings your talking about, would he welcome me into their midst?”
”Oh I wrote him a letter where we demanded compensation for the property he very much in contradictory to our rules laid claim to, In the letter I informed him that we a sending one of our solicitors to negotiate a settlement. If he wants to further avoid suspicion he just has to accept you”
”Oh that’s just great” Jack replied with a deep sigh

Maximilian Belmore caught his young wife Clarissa in flagranti being fucked by his mistress Diana. She didn’t however enjoy the experience. Diana, his mistress was comfortably stretched out on their marital bed with an enormous strap-on suspended to her hips. His young wife was left with the almost impossible task of forcing as much of the bat-sized dildo into her outstretched cunt. Franticly she impaled herself over and over again onto that plastic phallus. When her husband walked in, she froze in mid motion throwing an imploring glance over her shoulder.
”Don’t stop you li’l slut!” Diana slapped her wobbling tits hard” Show your husband what a good li’l equestrian slut he married!”
Whit a loud sob his unfortunate wife continued her painful and sweaty labour on top of her beautiful rival.
”I need a brief word with you, Diana” Assade said totally ignoring his wife’s suffering
”I hope you don’t mind that your wife continue her fucking while we talk” Diana once again slapped the dangling breasts that flailed above her face” I really think this whore will benefit from having her birth canal stretched out in case you decide to breed upon her!”
”No keep at it Clarissa dear or I’ll take a flogger to your lazy back” Maximilian sat down on the bed and slapped his wife gyrating ass hard! ”It seems that the board of the Quartier du Temple wasn’t that pleased with the abduction of their new recruits, they want a rather substantial compensation!”
”That was expected, pay those leeches and be done with it”
”I wish it was that simple, they are demanding a ridiculous high amount for creatures hardly worthy of licking my boots!”
"I guess it's too late to return them with an apology? FASTER BITCH!"
”Yes, I think they will be considered damaged gods by now! KEEP AT IT WHORE!”
”So what are you going to do? Refuse to pay? TAKE IT ALL SLAG!”
”I wish it was that simple, the members of that board are very powerful, they sit on some of the most influential position in Britain, we can’t afford to cross them right now. No I agreed to have their solicitor come over to negotiate some kind over solution, I need you to pick him up and bring him here! FILL THAT CUNT!"

”Anyone I know”
”Oh it’s a rather ruthless, bloodsucking Solicitor by the name of Jack Rippeur! I'M GOING TO TAKE A RAZOR STRAP TO YOUR LAZY ASS!”
”Oh I do know him!”

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DAY ONE-Ariel

When Jack left the club he had once again travel through a Londom plagued by winter, It was 3” of snow and a bit slippery under the foot. To make matters worse he had to resort to use public transport. It doesn’t snow very often in Britain but when it does, the country breaks down. Schools close, roads close, drivers forget how to drive and skid all over the road. People drive out into the countryside has to be rescued by specially enlisted rescue teams. Then when it rained on top of the snow it created the most hazardous conditions with a surface as slippery as an ice rink. Like most Londomers Jack lacked all knowledge how to dress for this kind of weather. His Italian shoes kept letting in water, and there was at least half a dozen incidents on his way back to the office when he almost slipped and fell. Jack wished all the miseries in the world would fall upon OPEC for their constantly raising of the price on crude oil.

In the aftermath of the female stalker he had to seriously down size his office. The only employee remaining was the lovely Ariel. Their never was a woman like Ariel, she was a living testament to the old saying ”Treat them mean keep them keen!” When Jack arrived at his office in a foul mode, he was greeted by this spankable sex-kitten, who took his coat and kept fluttering around him conveying her sympathies for the nasty weather Jack had to endure.

-Call Nikki Lee and tell her to get over here, ” He interrupted her very abruptly ”Then get me a brandy, a martinet, and get your ass into my office tout de suite!”

She grow pale at this and it shut her up. Ariel with her risqué curves, and cute face was in most men’s eyes extremely fuckable, someone who should be put on a pedestal and adored. Not so as far as Jack was concerned. From the word get go, he knew about her submissiveness, pleasing nature and he took full advantage of her docile nature. He had never met a woman more prone to lusty handling, and a more eager submissive. He was now punishing her for what he in a just world should be praising and celebrating her for. But the time for the meek to inherit the world was concealed in a very distant feature. It became a challange for Jack to come up with new and unique ways of punishing and humiliating Ariel. His last stoke of genious was to invite women, role switchers, who under his supervision first would act as the aggressor towards the buxom blonde, punishing her, humiliating her, leaving her battered and bruised on the floor while they on the very peak of passion would throw themselves into his arms and adopt the very submissive persona that in so much signified Ariel. In front of Ariel’s pleading, wanton eyes he would plunge his fat, throbbing prick into the holes she prepared by diligently tonguing them while being rewarded with slaps, strokes, and curses by their owners.

Ariel sashayed into her Masters office, carrying the martinet clenched between her teeth so that the tongues fell down and rest on top of her breasts. She crossed the office and handed him the Brandy, she then stepped back, took centre stage in the room, slowly peeling off her clothes, stripping down to stay-ups and high heeled shoes. She went down on hands and knees and crawled across the floor to her master with the whip in her mouth.

He took the martinet and told her to tend to his cock, tenderly Ariel unleashed the part of Jack that dictated her existence, and wrapped her lips around the plum sized head, she provided loving stimulation to her Master who in turn… raised the martinet and let it fall on her ripe bottom. Loving the sound it made he repeated the action over and over again. Ariel never let go of his prick during this, her shrieks and sobs suffocated by the intrusion, instead she arched her back underlining the fullness of her lovely behind and made by thus a perfect target for further aggression.

As he was growing in her mouth he became crueller aiming for the sensitive areas located between her fulsome buttocks, landing the blows on this most tender area, and the tongues rapped itself around this curvature and hit home on her mons veneris. The obvious pain expressed by her at this ambush provided enough stimulation for Jack to empty his balls flooding her mouth with hot sperm.

Former WPC Nikki Lee arrived 15 minutes later and she walked in on a bizarre scene, Jack sat with legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles and Ariel was humping the top shoe, with parted leg she rode that pointed Italian shoe, trying to get as much of it as possible into her ever craving snatch. At the sudden intrusion Ariel tried to surrender her position but was ordered to remain at her task, by her Master.

”Ohh master please let me have your wonderful cock please” she stuttered almost breathless by the painful exercise

”Nope, you have to be satisfied with this, beggars can’t be choosers” he replied with a smirk Nikki stepped closer and watched with an evil grin Ariel, who rotated her bottom, working it up and down, swirling and twirling in her effort to engulf as much of the pointy shoe into her slick vagina. Fluids where trickling down the side of the shoe and Ariel sweated profusely. She was emitting a mixture of pleasured gasp and pain filled grunts. Cause-effect Nikki Lee’s sudden entrance, made Ariel double her efforts to reach that all important orgasm. The willowy brunette would not tolerate her presence for long. Her ripe bottom gyrated more intense beneath the impossibly slender waist, she bounced harder, and engulfing more and more of the shoe into her wet and sore vagina, the intense pain when the bottom of the shoe scraped her vaginal wall had been transformed into pleasure. She was so close, with yet another downward thrust she impaled herself upon the shoe, which fit inside her as well as it fit around jacks’ foot. The trickle inside her grows, another bounce up- and- DOWN and the petit morte hit her like a hammer!

Nikki didn’t give her much time to bask in the afterglow of her release; instead she physically chased the girl out of the room with slaps and kicks.

-”Good to see you Nikki” Jack said calmly as soon as they were alone ”I got a very challenging situation dropped into my lap”

-”And I bet very lucrative also, otherwise you wouldn’t have invited me in”

”It is the Society they got themselves into a real mess…” Jack described the situation, Belmores role in the affaire and what was expected of him

”This can be a very risky business you know that, don’t you Jack” Nikki responded to the description

”Having to travel through Londom in this weather, being resorted to public transport is very dangerous for my mental health!” Jack replied

”I guess you want me with you as back-up should anything go wrong” Nikki remarked ”But you know Jack, I would not be any good for you inside that fortress, If those Wankers tried any funny stuff with me I would be forced to liberate them of their balls, tout de suite!”

”I agree, there is also the risk that they would know about your background, working for the Scotland Yard, I think Ariel should accompany me, she would make the perfect door opener!”

”Yeah, the dogs starts howling when that slag comes around!”

”But I need you acting as the cavalry, to come running when the whole place comes tumbling down”

”Unlike Ariel I don’t come cheap, Jack!”

”I know but Quartier de france got very deep pockets, you will be satisfied Nikki, but you have to provide me with more than a very shiny shoe!”

”Let’s plan this!”