Janet - Anal Bike Competition Ch. 14

The Bike Competition

Janet and Angelica grabbed the handlebars on the rowing bike. They both were feeling nervous about what a single pull would feel like, as it apart from tiring out the back muscles, also would be tiring out their assholes given the bike's devilish construction with the lubricated studded dildo in the centre of their bike seats, they were both sitting on.

They looked at each other and inaudibly communicated to each other, "let's go, then...".

They both knew that there was no 'winning' in being #2 in the race they had before them. It was actually quite an interesting situation from a psychological perspective.

None of them knew exactly what they would win by being #1, nor did they know what they would win did they finish as #2. They just subconsciously knew that whatever position they would end up with in the race between the two, it would involve a punishment of their assholes. And, perhaps also something more...?

They really did not know. Only Mistress Anne had ideas as to what that would be...

Both girls took the first stroke with the bike and immediately felt the effect. It was far from a pleasant experience to be ravaging their own assholes with every pull of the handle bars.

There was something sinister about them being forced to be doing it to themselves and not having someone else doing it. Angela and Janet each had a different size dildo that was selected personally by Mistress Anne, who knew the appropriate 'diameter' for each slave girl. The girls therefore were as such enjoying a 'personalised' bike experience.

"Girls - the winner of the race is the one who rides the longest distance, today," Mistress Anne informed them. "I know you both by now have felt the effect of a single stroke with the handle bar. Expect to enjoy that for the next hour or so."

"I'll be watching you, and in 1 hour from now - we will see the odometer on your bikes to declare a winner."

Janet and Angelica rode their bikes to the starting line of the track course in the prison yard. They both learned, that as the strokes were repeated it actually felt very much like being fucked in the ass, although sadly with a dick covered in burning tooth paste.

"Go!" Mistress Anne shouted.

Janet gave her bike all she could muster as she pulled forcefully on her handlebars accelerating her bike to get ahead of Angelica. She immediately felt the effect in her own asshole as the studded dildo was pushed equally forceful into her asshole by each stroke. She bit her lip, she wanted to get ahead of Angelica.

Angelica attempted the same effort, and she too felt her own dildo being forced into her asshole with an equal force to her pulls of the handle bars. Both girls knew that they just had to endure the pain in their toothpaste lubed assholes for the next hour.

As the girls had been riding the bikes for 25 minutes, they no longer felt the burning effect of the tooth paste, but just an in/out motion of the dildos. It somewhat became the new 'normal' to them feeling something going rapidly into their assholes only to be retracted immediately after. Both girls however were not left without being made very much aware that it was still not a smooth dildo they were fitted with, but rather a studded version.

They both came to realise however, that the faster they went, the less they noticed the studs on the dildo as it just went in and out so fast it felt like an almost smooth experience.

Both girls were by that realisation motivated to ride the bike as fast as they could stand, as it, as mentioned, left them with a 'smoother' experience. As they reached 40 min. Janet started feeling a dried out rectum from all the activity she had had in her hole. She stopped the bike and stepped off the seat and looked at the dildo. It looked rather dry.

She reached into the pouch and grabbed the tiger balm.

"I am honestly left with no choice," she thought to herself.

"I doubt Angelica can keep going without re-lubing her dildo for the next 20 min? It will feel as if her sphincter is pulled out of her body on each handlebar stroke," she thought to herself attempting to spot where Angelica currently was on the race track.

"Then it is better to have something slippery to smoothen the experience, even if it is tiger balm".

Janet applied a generous amount to the dildo, knowing that if she was too 'cheap' on the amount, it would wear off again and she would need to stop again. From a tactical perspective it would be a wise decision to add sufficient lubrication.

Angelica on the other hand was still riding her bike in an attempt to obtain the longest distance and win over Janet. She had noticed the toothpaste being gone some time ago and was currently trying to endure the pain she felt in her asshole by every stroke. For Angelica this was also a matter of tactical riding, as she attempted to endure the pain and gain a sufficient advance on Janet.

The track the girls were currently riding had deliberately been built with obstacles along the track to make it more challenging to do the race. A noticeable hill was included in the track which forced the bike rider to be accelerating rather fast to negotiate the obstacle and reach the top of the hill. Only, to have an equally accelerated ride going down the hill on the other side.

The bikes were deliberately without brakes, so the girls could not reduce the speed going down hill and they just had to endure the forced acceleration.

Obviously, that forced acceleration had a direct consequence in their assholes. The girls simply was left literally unable to control themselves or the bike as they were almost anally 'raped' by the bike when the went downhill. As both girls by now had been riding the track for close to 50 min and Angela had a count of 23 rounds, she for sure felt 'used' in her backside. Janet was not far behind as she was on 22 rounds currently.

"Girls - 10 min. left," Mistress Anne announced. "Remember, there will be a prize for the winner, and one for the loser." she continued.

Janet heard the announcement and did not want to lose. She made an effort to accelerate the bike and to go as fast as possible to gain more track rounds than Angelica. It was not without a sacrifice in her asshole as that now paid directly the price of her efforts.

She felt herself being violated rapidly by herself. She bit her lip hard and went all out on the rowing. The newly applied tiger balm to the dildo did not make it easier for her. Janet pondered whether what she was experiencing right now was more violent than her experiences with the dildo machine during her punch fisting training? She was in serious doubt, as what she was subjected to now really took a toll on her.

Angelica had heard the announcement as well. She too made an effort to win the race and also suffered a beating to her sphincter by the dildo in the bike seat.

Just short of the 60 min. mark being reached, Angelica succumbed to the brutal ravaging and let the bike run to a stop. She could no longer bear the beating of her sphincter. In contrast to Janet, Angelica has not re-lubricated the dildo during the run, and as such was running with a 'dry' machine. This proved to be a fatal mistake to her.

"Janet - you win the race," Mistress Anne said looking at the two girls with satisfaction. They both looked very worn out after having been 'biking' for an hour.

"Now - park the bikes where you found them and let's have a look at your orifices. I expect that they look different from what they did one hour ago."

Both Janet and Angelica very slowly rowed the bikes to the shed where they had found them originally. As they stopped the bikes, they struggled to get off the seat and in particular they both struggled to stand without support. They both had to hold on to the bike to stand.

"Bend over and present your holes to your Mistress," Mistress Anne said.

Both girls did as instructed, reached around and spread their ass cheeks as they bent over. Mistress Anne was looking at two very fiery red rings of flesh standing obscenely open and looked as if they were unable to close for any reason.

"How are we feeling in our little slut holes?" she asked out in the open.

"Completely worn out. But, thank you for the education," Janet said, attempting to please Mistress Anne.

"Good - let's go back to the cell. We have a prize arrangement to attend to," Mistress Anne responded.

After the girls collected their retention plugs which were still found in the pouch on the bike, all 3 walked (some more than others) slowly back towards the cell.