The Mint Bk. 02 Pt. 04

"Cunny is gone," said Stacy.

"Gone?" asked Katie.

"Yes, they took her away yesterday. We haven't seen her since. That means she's gone to auction."

"You mean they don't tell us when they take us?" asked Katie.

"No, there would be all sorts of weeping and wailing and goodbying. That's what I've heard[J1] . I know I would have appreciated an opportunity to say goodbye and thank her; she really helped me through this situation. I'll miss her," said Stacy, then sighed, looking over at Cunny's empty mat.

"Well, what's next then? Who's going to take her spot?"

"Abby's next in line and I'm next in line to be a slider."

"Great, I think," said Katie. "What's next?"

"Well, usually there's a right of transition. Abby has to go through a gangbang with six guys."

"Wow!" Katie's eyes grew big. Before she came here, the thought of a gangbang would be distasteful and unsettling, but now... well, she'd just been through her first orgy experience and found it wasn't as weird or unappealing as she'd expected. She had no idea if a gangbang would prove to be as enlightening, but she was curious.

"She's asked you and me to be her fluffers."

"Fluffers?" said Katie.

"Yeah, we go along and help make sure the guys are ready for the next round, serve drinks, whatever's necessary, while she's the star of the attraction."

"This should be interesting," said Katie.

"Oh, it will be and one of these days, you'll have to do your own gangbang before you get to lose all the chains."

The thought of that should have been frightening, but Katie was already feeling a smidgeon of arousal at the idea; the insidious techniques of The Mint were having their affect on her, whether she liked it or not. "What about you? What do you have to do?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know? They don't tell you?"

"No, they're silent about some things."

"That's so weird. They tell us lots of no-no stuff."

"Well, this is a sort of thing that is just part of The Mint curriculum, I guess. They kind of keep you in the blind on certain things, get you used to expecting the unexpected."

"Aren't you worried?" said Katie.

"Not really. When they spring some stuff on you like this, it's usually because you're ready for it and just not knowing what's going to happen next is kind of a turn on." Stacy smiled.

"Well, if you're moving up to slider, who will be next to me?" asks Katie.

"That's the awful part," said Stacy. "They're probably out hunting and figuring that out right now. Some poor girl will end up here. There's never more than a day or two before they fill these spots. Just reminds you again what bastards we're dealing with."

Katie nodded, then tried to push the disturbing thought away by focusing on the upcoming gangbang. "So how does this fluffer thing work?"

"Our main job is to keep the next guy that Abby's going to fuck or blow hot and throbbing. We'll also have our eye on the person after him. So our main job is to prep them. We'll also be called on to serve drinks and whatnot, help clean up. These[J2] things can get a little messy."

"I bet," said Katie.

"It'll be fun," Stacy[J3] said with a wink.

Abby, Stacy and Katie were let into the orgy room. Six guys were in there; three orderlies—Paul, Roger and another that Katie didn't recognize—plus, Cocky, A and Rick. A little shiver of excitement skittered through Katie when she saw her favorite playmate.

Abby noticed Katie beaming at Rick and said, "You're going to have to give me some latitude on him, girl. Don't get jealous. I don't want you angry with me."

Katie appreciated Abby's concern for her feelings. "It's alright. I know how it is here. None of us have a choice. I'm going to have to get used to it."

"That's the spirit!" Abby smiled and gave Katie's hand a reassuring squeeze.

Once the doors snicked shut, the three orderlies commenced unlocking the guys who went over and grabbed a beer. Then the orderlies approached the three girls and removed their walking chains.

"Get me a glass of Chardonnay, will you?" Abby asked Stacy. "I'm a little nervous and need to relax."

"Anyone else want something?" Stacy addressed the guys. "Come on, help me." Katie moved with Stacy to get the men their drinks, while Abby proceeded to work the crowd.

Stacy nudged Katie. "Notice what she's doing, she's got to make six guys happy. Part of her challenge is to make each one of the six feel uniquely wanted. Watch her work."

Katie observed as Abby hugged, kissed, then coaxed the orderlies into removing their clothes. She could overhear statements like, "I can't wait to get your cock in my mouth," accompanied by a big sloppy [J4] kiss on the lips. She hugged the orderly, Rodger,[J5] lifting one of her legs to wrap around his hip, so that the head of his swollen cock was visible between her buttocks. Rodger pulled back a little bit, as if to line up his cock for insertion.

"No, no, no!" teased Abby. "Slow down, big boy. You'll get in there soon enough." Rodger chuckled as he pulled her close and his cockhead poked between her legs again.

The other men were crowding around Abby and Rodger, watching them and stroking their cocks to stiffness. Turning away from Rodger, she gave them all an alluring smile, licked her full lips, then sunk to her knees. The men smiled, knowing this was their cue to move closer. Abby proceeded to use both hands and her mouth on the guys' cocks. She graciously accepted each dick that was poked toward her mouth or nudged against her hands, moving between them, purring sexy little comments and giving sultry glances in an attempt to make each one feel wanted and needed. Katie watched, enthralled.

Until Stacy nudged her. "It's time for us to get involved. Follow me."

Stacy moved into the group. She too went to her knees and started sucking the head of Paul's dick, while her fingers danced on the penis of A. Katie grinned as she approached Rick, more than happy to get the chance to touch him again. She kissed him, softly at first, then deeply when he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her against his naked body. Her pussy throbbed for him, and she had to remind herself that wasn't her job this time.

She broke the kiss, then playfully trailed her tongue down his torso until she reached his dick. It was already hard when she took it in hand and started stroking it. She gave Rick a sultry glance, then let her tongue peek out and flick the head. He returned her smile and then sighed deeply as she took his cock into her mouth and began to suck it.

Abby beckoned the guys down and soon she had three of them lying side-by-side, while she engaged all three with hands and tongue. Stacy paused in sucking Paul's cock to motion for him to move forward, toward Abby's upturned and very available ass. Abby moved her knees apart and wiggled her bottom as a sign of welcome. It didn't take much encouragement before Paul was on his knees, doing a slow, methodical penetration of Abby's pussy. Abby demonstrated she was in no mood for slow and methodical, and soon started gyrating. Paul groaned and gave her the hard thrusting she wanted.

Katie, quite contentedly, continued to stroke and suck Rick's hard cock. He tasted so good, she could do it all night. But she reminded herself her job was to prepare him for Abby. Preparing the guy I want the most, for my best friend. How nuts is that? It occurred to her then that what was even more nuts was that she really was okay with it. She adored Rick and felt a strong connection to Abby. She cared for them both. She wanted both of them to enjoy this experience. And she knew they would do the same for her.

Abby's strong thrusting at Paul's highly-teased cock, soon brought him to a volcanic, orgasmic eruption. As he slowly unpeeled himself from Abby's behind, Stacy looked at Katie and nodded. Katie stood up and led Rick by the cock to Abby and motioned him down. Her fingers parted Abby's sloppy pussy and she guided Rick's cock in, encouraging him to sink deeply into Abby. Abby reacted quickly with renewed thrusting. When Rick reached around and started toying with her clit, Abby let out a moan around the cock was in her mouth and more rigorously applied her hands to the guys next to her.

Stacy came up behind Katie, put her hands on her shoulders and whispered, "Nice touch!" Katie smiled, watching Rick give Abby a good fucking and marveling that she wasn't feeling jealous at all.

"This is sort of interesting," said Stacy. "Rick is attempting to get Abby to orgasm, while she's trying to hold off. She'll have plenty of orgasms tonight as it is. It gets to be sort of a game; she wants to get the guy to explode fast because she knows she's got another hard cock lined up behind it. While the guys want the ego boost of making her come. It's kind of a funny contest during this kind of thing."

Paul came over after washing his cock off and watched the action. Stacy motioned for[L6] Katie to start working over A, while Stacy cuddled up to Cocky and kissed his neck until he started reciprocating. her fingers dally on his breasts.[J7] They snuggled a little bit, then holding each other tight, watched the action while Katie prepared A for the next insertion. Rodger delicately removed Abby's hands from his cock, then slid around and nudged the other two orderlies apart, taking the central position. Abby started rigorously thrusting back against Rick. At the same time, her head was bobbing up and down on Rodger, obviously intent on bringing him to release.

"Look at her go," said Stacy. Katie turned her attention from A's cock to Abby. "She's really turning up the heat now. There's six guys, and she'll want to bring each one of them to orgasm orally, at least once, and be fucked twelve times."

Katie's brows shot up. "God, won't she be sore?"

"Yeah, probably, but it won't kill her." Stacy smiled. "It won't be that bad. She's soaking wet. Her body has been conditioned for this. Just like ours will be."

Katie wiggled A's half-hard dick. "What about the guys? Aren't they going to have a hard time getting it up after coming twice?"

"Well, that's our challenge," answered Stacy. "You'll find there's nothing like the aroma of our pussies to get them stiff again." Stacy looked to A, spread her legs and ordered, "Down, boy!" Instantly, he was on his knees between them. "I want that nose of yours so close to my pussy, I can feel your breath. But no touching!" A let loose a soft hum of pleasure as he savored the delicious aroma of pussy right beneath his nose and Katie saw his cock start to twitch to life again.

Rick lost out to Abby's persistent thrusts and dropped his load. Just seconds before, Rodger had spasmed in Abby's mouth. Stacy handed Cocky over to Katie.

"Go ahead, insert him!" she encouraged.

With Katie's help, Cocky deeply penetrated Abby, then wrapped his arm around her and held her tight while the delicate fingers of his other hand toyed with her clit.

"No shair, fithead!"[J8] complained Abby. But Cocky persisted in being unfair. He was bound and determined to make her come.

Abby couldn't hold out. Her groans grew to screams of pleasure as Cocky worked her over with deep thrusts and clitoral stimulation. Abby bellowed as she went over the top, while Cocky wore an obnoxious grin of victory, even high-fiving Rick to celebrate. B2 intensified his thrusting and the man in control dropped his load. [J9] Katie couldn't help but laugh at the theater of the situation.

The men shuffled around again and Katie ended up with one of the orderlies kneeling in front of her. She felt his breath on her pussy and wished she could ride his face until she could have a screaming orgasm like Abby did. Despite her epic release, there was no rest for Abby. Her hands were already busy bringing back to life a couple of guys, as she continued to fuck and suck. She was a sexy little fucking machine, offering up each and every hole to the men for their pleasure. She took the poundings like a trooper, growling, purring, and even egging them on—when her mouth wasn't full of cock. Katie was impressed.

Eighteen masculine ejaculations and four feminine orgasms later, the gang bang came to a close. The nude participants took turns showering, chatting and enjoying wine and beer. Everyone was exhausted, but especially Abby.

"Frustrating, isn't it?" Stacy whispered to Katie. "All that fucking and all we get to do is play and get teased a little. But don't worry, someday you'll get to do that." Stacy giggled.

Katie looked over at Abby who was moving a little stiffly and holding a cold bottle of water against her jaw. Surprisingly, the sight didn't cool her lust. She was incredibly aroused by the ordeal and would have given anything to be fucked long and hard like that.

After a bit of socializing, the orderlies put the girls and the guys in their walking chains. They buzzed the intercom when they were done and the door soon opened with two guards, tasers ready.

"They're secure," said the orderlies.

"We see that." The guard nodded.

Quickly, the two guards and an orderly shuffled the guys back to their dorm, while the two orderlies moved Katie, Abby and Stacy. They stopped outside of a room and one orderly moved Stacy towards the door, while the other one stayed close to Abby and Katie.

"You're walking funny," quipped Katie.

"Yeah, I'm a little raw down there," said Abby. "No real concern, though."

"Was it fun?"

"Yeah, I'd do it again," Abby said with a smile.

Katie leaned in and whispered, "What's happening to Stacy? What are they going to do to her in that room?"

Abby said, "No way am I going to tell you!"

"Come on!"

Abby's voice went even lower, "This is what I'll tell you: when I was kissing and fondling the orderlies, my hand was on their neck. As my thumbs went over their carotid artery, it tingled. I wanted to push in tight and choke the life out of those monsters."

Katie jerked back. The steel in her friend's eyes both horrified and oddly reassured her at the same time. Abby leaned back to Katie, "Katie, some people resist tyranny, some embrace it, but the most dangerous are those that do both. That's what we're going to do."

Katie blinked back tears as the orderly pressed the new victim along in those miserable walking chains they gave the newbies[J10] , slouching their shoulders forward, the scant 12 inches of mincing, little, and insulting steps. The girl was beautiful; long, brown hair with a hint of curl to it. Even in chains, she moved with a certain self-assured elegance. As they forced her to her knees and then onto her stomach next to Katie and clasped the short, one foot chain to her neck, the girl screeched. The orderly undid her walking chains, careful to keep from getting kicked by the clearly outraged newbie.

Stacy rapidly came by, bringing several bottles of water, bent down by the new girl and said, "Sorry honey, but I have to call you 2Y, or I'll get in big trouble. I'm Y. I'm kind of your den mother here. I'm chained and going to be sold into slavery, just like you. But I've been here longer and I've got a few more privileges."

"This is fucking outrageous!" 2Y cried. "This is the modern United States; you don't do this to people!"

Stacy lowered her voice and leaned in. "We're not in the hands of people; we're in the hands of some sub-humans who believe they can treat other people like dirt. All I can do for you is help you cope with this awful situation. I can't do a darn thing about the fact that you're here. Please, let me work with you."

"Do you have to squat with your pussy wide open?" gasped 2Y.

"I'm sorry honey." Stacy pulled her legs together. "It is part of the training, it's become habit."

"Well, it's a damn habit I'm never going to have!"

"I'm sorry to say that you're wrong there."

"Shit!" spat 2Y.

Stacy pointed over at Katie. "That's 3Y, she's only been here a couple of weeks. Please talk to her."

As Stacy moved off, 2Y turned to Katie. "Those fucking orderlies! My brothers and my dad would tear their limbs out!"

Katie smiled. "I'd love to see that," she agreed.

"They put me on this stupid little leash and say I get to earn a longer leash. Shitheads!"

Katie's turbocharged sexuality had her thinking, This girl is gorgeous when she's angry. But she knew better than mention it. Instead, she tried to calm the angry woman. "2Y, listen to me. I really, really want to help you." The new girl stopped struggling long enough to look at Katie. "There is absolutely nothing you can do to escape this place. The only way out is to be sold. The only way to get sold is to go through their regimen and let me assure you, you will. They'll make sure that."

"Fucking bastards!"

"Every girl in here agrees. Virtually every girl also agrees with what I'm about to tell you." Katie proceeded to explain how The Mint worked. She also explained in graphic, sizzling detail what happened to 4Y when she resisted, right up to the point of having group punishments. "There's no winning by resisting the regimen they have set up here; there is just no way out, but," said Katie, "there are ways of staying whole and sane through this process and I'll help you with that."

The girl[J11] put her face in her hands and Katie could hear her soft sobs. 2Y just lay there for a while, crying. Finally, Katie spoke, "Why are you three-toned?"

"What?" said 2Y, lifting her head and blinking red eyes.

"Well, you're nicely tanned, except for a white butt, which is normal, but your face and your arms are much darker."

2Y stared at Katie, then slowly pulled herself out of the depths of despair and said, "That's a farmers tan; I farm."

"You farm? Well, that's unusual," said Katie. "Usually they take highly educated..." Oops, thought Katie, and then stopped.

2Y's lips tightened. "You are so typical. Idiot. I've got a Masters in agronomy. Our family farms about 6000 acres in central Ohio."

Katie calculated. "That's almost 9 square miles."

"We have a large spreads all over. It's not the largest."

Katie rustled her Wall Street Journal around and started asking questions about various farm related companies that were listed on the exchanges. Soon, 2Y began talking about some up-and-coming companies with some interesting technology that Katie should be watching out for.

Biding her time and getting 2Y to relax by focusing on a normal conversation, Katie finally got 2Y calmed down. She put down her Wall Street Journal and looked directly at 2Y and asked, "Will you let me help you through this situation?" 2Y stopped, obviously processing the question.

Finally she answered, "I guess when I stick my ass at those guys, I can pretend I'm mooning them."

"That's a good way of looking at it," chuckled Katie.

"Those group masturbation things are pretty creepy, though," complained 2Y.

"I agree. It is weird, but there's purpose. You don't have to start doing it right away, but there's a real reason why you really should."

"What's that?"

"Well, let me..." Katie stumbled a bit. "Let me ask you this: how much do you like having sex?" It was 2Y's turn to pause and look befuddled.

Finally she said, "I guess a lot."

"Good," said Katie.

2Y went on to explain, "I've had boyfriends almost constantly since I was 16 and was sexually active. I got interested pretty early. Down on the farm—I don't know if you've ever seen a horse—a mare—in heat?"

"No," said Katie. "I've never had the pleasure."

"I can still see it. A beautiful black mare. She lifts her tail and I can see whiteness ooze between her legs. She stomps her feet, spreads her legs and whinnies as she comes near a stallion in a stall. I swear, the stallion, goes wild. If the stall wasn't solid oak he would've broke through. The mare kept stomping its feet and whinnying at the stallion. I'm afraid I felt something there and I've been working to satisfy it ever since," admitted 2Y.