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  Uncertainly, Lissa waved back. But when her eyes dropped from Lady Hake’bean’s face, she saw something truly disconcerting.

  Their hostess was still covered in bright pink body paint and wearing ridiculously high heels that caused her to strut when she walked, but now she had added an accessory to her “outfit.” At first Lissa wasn’t sure of what she was seeing, but when Lady Hake’bean turned to the side, it was clear that the purple rubber rod their hostess had shown them earlier was sticking out from between her thighs. Half of it was, anyway. The other half…

  Oh my Goddess, it’s inside her! And the black straps around her hips are holding it in place!

  Lissa’s eyes grew wide as the implications hit her. Saber had accused her of being too innocent to understand earlier and she supposed that was true. Everything Lady Hake’bean and Lady Sha’rak had been discussing in their previous conversation had gone right over her head but now it all came back to her.

  “It fits inside.”

  “You don’t mind the penetration?”

  “Mind it? I love it!”

  “Oh my Goddess,” she whispered as she watched Lady Hake’bean thrust her pelvis in the air, causing the thick, knobbled end of the rod she wore to dance and jiggle in the blue-white light. Earlier she had thought that it reminded her of something and now she realized what. With its thick shaft and the flared knob at the end, the rod closely resembled a male member—a huge one.

  “Is…is she going to do to him what I think she’s going to do?” Lissa asked in a low voice.

  Saber gave her a sober look. “I’m afraid so.”

  “So that’s what they mean by giving a slave the rod.” Lissa shook her head. “I never…I guess I couldn’t even imagine…”

  “Of course you couldn’t,” he muttered. “It’s not something that would ever occur to someone like you, amalla.”

  “But I don’t—”

  “Observe,” Lady Hake’bean cried, walking around the stage, the purple rod swaying jauntily from between her thighs. “I have here my latest acquisition, a new slave I’m still breaking in. Up until now I’ve been taking it easy on him—giving him the smallest possible rod to get him used to taking his punishment.” She held one finger in the air, as though illustrating the size she was talking about, and the crowd responded with uneasy laughter.

  “Tonight, however,” Lady Hake’bean continued. “I’m going to up the ante.” She cupped the purple rod between her legs and stroked it provocatively. “Tonight my Beast will be filled to the core—dominated by his mistress completely, in a way he has never felt before.”

  The Beast threw back his head and howled again, his huge body positively quaking with rage. The ladies in the crowd exchanged disturbed glances and some in the front row began to scoot back but Lady Hake’bean only laughed.

  “Beast!” she commanded, turning to her huge slave. “Assume the position.”

  Every line of the massive body seemed to scream protest but as they watched, the Beast turned and got onto his hands and knees, presenting his bare, muscular ass to the crowd.

  “Very good,” Lady Hake’bean proclaimed. “And now, prepare to take your punishment.”

  She produced a small tube and proceeded to squirt something from it onto her fingers. Walking up to the still-trembling Beast, she thrust her hands between his legs. With one hand she stroked the truly massive shaft that hung down between his thighs and with the other she pressed her fingers deep into his nether entrance.

  “What…what is she doing?” Lissa had never witnessed anything like this before—had never wanted to witness anything like it. Her mind was still struggling to process exactly what it was Lady Hake’bean intended to do to her slave.

  “She’s preparing him,” Saber murmured back. There was a grim look on his face as he contemplated the scene before them. “Getting him ready to take her rod.”

  “I can see that,” Lissa whispered back. “I mean, it’s obvious she’s using some kind of…of lubricant. But why is she touching him at the same time?” She watched in fascination as Lady Hake’bean stroked her slave’s thick shaft, bringing him erect even as she probed and stretched his entrance.

  “To force pleasure from him.” Saber shook his head. “She’s forcing him to respond to her even though you can tell he doesn’t want to.”

  The growling and snarling from behind the mask was getting more and more intense and menacing but Lady Hake’bean paid no attention. At last, when the Beast’s cock was fully erect, she slapped his ass and laughed.

  “Stop complaining, lover. You know you want it. You love every minute of it—just look how hard you are!” She gave his shaft a last, long stroke, then stepped back and lined up the head of the purple rod with his newly opened nether entrance.

  “Goddess, I can’t watch,” Lissa murmured, horrified. And yet she couldn’t seem to look away as the thick purple shaft breached the Beast’s opening and slowly began to fill him.

  Saber, still crouched between her and the stage, was tense and silent as they both watched the massive slave being filled.

  “That’s right, my Beast. Take it. Take it all.” Lady Hake’bean was panting hard and Lissa remembered what she had told them about the vibe located in the rod, at just the right place to stimulate her clit. From the way she was grinding her hips, pressing the rod deeper and still deeper into her slave, she must be enjoying its effects right now.

  “That’s right, I’m in you now—can you feel me?” she crooned to her slave. “In you so deep, fucking that sweet ass and loving every minute of it. You love it too, don’t you? Don’t you, lover? Tell me all about it.”

  The Beast howled and trembled, his massive body shaking beneath his petite mistress’s onslaught. He looked to Lissa like a statue that was coming to life, like a man fighting to be free once and for all of the chains that bound him. She watched numbly, still struggling to take in the awful sight that seemed to go on and on without end.

  Pulling back, Lady Hake’bean withdrew the rod until only the flaring crown remained inside the howling Beast and then rammed it back in again with a grunt. At the same time, she reached around him and began to stroke his cock again, which was rigidly hard.

  Lissa couldn’t understand his erection. “How can he be like that—be hard for her if he hates it so much?” she asked Saber in a whisper.

  “He can’t help it. She’s stimulating a part inside him—a part that makes it impossible not to respond.” Saber looked sick. “Poor bastard. I don’t care how many people he murdered, no one deserves this.”

  “She…she’s raping him.” Lissa felt sick herself as the scene finally hit home. “Right out in public—in front of everyone. This is awful! He must be in so much pain!”

  Saber shook his head. “It’s not just the pain. Think of the abject humiliation—his pride will never recover. She might as well cut off his balls and feed them to him right now.”

  As he spoke, Lady Hake’bean gave a mighty thrust and stroked her slave hard at the same time. The Beast roared and trembled as his cock began to spurt hot cum into his mistress’s hand.

  “That’s right, Beast,” she crooned, still pumping him. “Come for me. Come and let me know how much you love it when I take you. When I punish your sweet ass.”

  Pity and horror surged up inside Lissa, making her want to cry or be sick. “We can’t just sit here,” she whispered to Saber. “We have to say something—do something!”

  “Do what?” he asked grimly. “It’s over now.”

  Lady Hake’bean’s orgasmic gasps of triumph, mingling with her slaves enraged roars seemed to prove his point.

  “Still,” Lissa insisted. “We have to—”

  And then everything happened at once.

  With another earsplitting bellow, the Beast gave a convulsive movement and suddenly rose, shaking off his mistress like a massive animal shaking off a tiny, annoying fly.

  Lady Hake’bean stumbled backward, almost falling off the stage. It would have been bet