Emily drove home. She only went there because she couldn't think of any place else to go. Emily tried not to squirm or hit any bumps, because the slightest motion restarted the fire in her bottom. Just the thought of that horrible paddle started her sobbing again. When she got home, Emily parked her car, walked inside, fell on her bed, and cried.
The distraught woman couldn't believe what she had done. She had stripped herself naked in front of a crowd of strangers. She had spread herself open. She had let a stranger shave her vagina. She had stuffed unimaginable things into both her vagina and anus. And then, as if that wasn't enough, she had been bent over like a child and paddled. Finally, she had been masturbated in public to orgasm. How could she have allowed all this?
Emily just continued to cry. Her bottom hurt. Her breasts hurt. Her vagina hurt. Even her anus hurt. Most of all her pride hurt. She had done all those horrible things and she had absolutely nothing to show for it. That awful Connie had done the same things, but at least she was out of trouble. Emily still had to endure more abuse. Not only that, but she had to design her own humiliation. Of course she had no choice, she still owed Tony all that money and he had those awful tapes.
Connie drove home much happier. She hurt in all the same places Emily did, but she knew her troubles were over. While she couldn't believe what she had done, Connie at least knew she didn't have to do anymore. When she got home, Connie got into a hot bath. She couldn't believe how bad her butt hurt from the paddling, but whenever it got really bad, Connie just thought of what Emily was going to have to do. After that, it just didn't seem so bad. Connie had no idea what Emily would come up with, but God she'd love to see it.
Emily spent the rest of the day in bed. She couldn't bear to face anyone. Her butt hurt too much to sit up, much less drive, anyway. Tuesday, Emily had to face her problem. She had to think of somthing to do. It had to be something so awful that she wouldn't be able to imagine doing it, and then she had to do it! And, to make matters worse, she only had three days to come up with it. In fact, she had less than that. Emily had wasted all day Monday. She had to call Tony first thing Thursday morning at the latest.
Connie's butt was still sore Tuesday morning. She didn't care. It was over. In fact, if she had known what Emily was going through she would have fallen over laughing, anyway. Emily was just sitting at her kitchen table trying to think of terrible things to do to her own body. Emily knew she had to be displayed, stuffed, or both. She thought of several things, but since they were all less humiliating than what she had already done, she knew Tony would never accept them. Finally, late Tuesday night she thought of something that might work. The fact that she hoped to God that it wouldn't, convinced her that Tony would like it.
First thing Wednesday morning, Emily called Tony and told him what she had come up with. Tony thought for a minute and then told Emily that it was perfect. If she could go through with that, he would consider her debt paid in full. Emily agreed and Tony told her to show up at the casino at 9:00 the following Monday morning. It would take that long for him to get everything set up. He also gave her a couple of additional simple instructions. Emily hung up the phone and shivered. What had she just gotten herself into?
As soon as he hung up with Emily, Tony called Janice. When he explained what Emily was going to do, Janice started laughing so hard, she almost dropped the phone. When she had collected herself, she told Tony that she wouldn't miss it for anything. She also told him that she had an idea to make it even better. Tony asked her what she had in mind, but Janice just told him to be patient. He'd find out in due time and he would definitely enjoy it.
After she got off the phone with Tony, there was only one simple thing she needed to do to make Monday morning perfect. She called Connie. Janice told Connie what Emily was going to do. Then she told Connie a few more things. By the time she was finished, Connie had agreed to everything.
It was late morning on Wednesday when Connie got the call from Janice. She listened to the explanation and to Janice's offer. As much as she hated going back to the casino, it was too good to turn down. When Connie got off the phone she was actually smiling. This wouldn't make up for everything she'd been through, but it would sure end it with a fond memory.
Emily didn't know which was worse, that Tony had accepted her idea or that she had to wait almost a week for it to happen. It was going to be bad enough living through it, the anticipation of it was almost worse. Somehow, though, the time went by. Emily didn't really even remember what she had done the previous week, but somehow it was Sunday night.
Sunday night Emily shaved her vagina again. That was one of Tony's additional requirements. As she did it, she gently touched her formerly private parts. She had a feeling that would be the last gentle touch they would feel for a while.
After she was done, Emily went to bed. She got as much sleep as she could, but it was so hard not to just lie awake and think about what was coming. When the alarm went off, Emily got up and dressed in a simple shirt and blue jeans. The clothes were Tony's other instructions. Emily didn't really know why they mattered, but it was such a little thing she certainly wasn't going to argue about it.
Emily arrived at Tony's office right at 9:00. Tony greeted her and told her to follow him upstairs. Emily and Tony went up to the third deck. In the back was a door labeled "Employees Only". Tony led Janice through that door. Behind the door was a large room. Inside the room were a couple of chairs, a TV, and a bizarre contraption.
Tony told Emily to drop her pants and panties to her ankles. Emily had agreed to make her bottom half available to anyone in the casino for a day. The only two things she had asked was that no one could actually have sex with her and that no one would be able to see her face. Tony had agreed to these without any difficulty. Humiliating the stuck-up little bimbo was one thing, but gang rape was too much. Also, he wanted to enjoy her humiliation, not watch her life be completely destroyed, so hiding her face was also agreeable.
Emily dropped her clothes as requested and stood bottomless in front of Tony. He explained to her that she would be on display and available for an 8 hour shift. It would begin at 10:00 and end at 6:30. Emily would get a 30 minute rest and bathroom break at 2:00. Tony also told her that in the back of the room they were in was a bathroom, and that he suggested she go use it now. Emily considered that it would be four hours before she got another chance and took Tony's advice.
When she returned, Tony was still there, but another man had joined him. Emily started to object, but then remembered that in a little while everyone on the boat would see her bottomless, so why bother. Tony told Emily that he needed his assistant to help him get her into her place. Then he pointed towards the contraption in the room.
The thing had a platform to stand on and it was on wheels. Coming up from each side of the platform was a large metal pole. Each metal pole had something attached to it which obviously swung, but Emily wasn't sure what they did just yet.
Tony told Emily to stand on the platform. When she was there, Tony swung something in from the left pole behind Emily and locked it onto the right. It was a small board, maybe 6 inches wide, just below her knees. Tony told Emily to squat down until her thighs were resting flat on the board. After Emily was there, Tony swung something from the right pole in front of Emily and locked it to the left one. This was a cushion which actually extended out a good two feet. Tony told Emily she could rest her head and upper body on it. It even had a place for her to rest her arms. Finally, after Emily's body was where he wanted it, Tony swung a metal bar from the left pole over to the right and locked it in place. This bar was adjustible vertically and Tony lowered it until it was just barely resting on Emily's back. Then he locked it into place.
When Tony was done. Emily was standing on the platform, bent over with her rear end sticking way out. It wasn't uncomfortable, since the thing supported her weight in numerous places. However, it was impossible for Emily to move up or down. Her butt was sticking out behind her and there wasn't anything she could do about it. Then Tony and his associate started to wheel the contraption, with Emily on it. Emily actually screamed, she didn't know what Tony was doing, but then they turned her around so she could see the wall behind her.
Tony went over to the wall about 3 feet to the left of the door and flipped a latch. A 2' by 2' section of the wall flipped down, it was obviously hinged. This revealed a window with a big round hole in the center. Actually, Tony told Emily, the window was a piece of one way glass. On the other side of the wall, all one would see was a mirror with a hole in it. Looking through the hole, Emily could see the gaming deck. There were all the machines and tables, but no one was using them. Emily also noticed that the hole itself had some sort of rubber stripping around it. She couldn't image what was going on. Why was the room empty?
After he had the wall prepared, Tony explained the situation to Emily. "This room has been closed until 10:00. At 10:00 it will open to regular business. Aside from the regular game, there will be one additional piece of entertainment, you." With that Tony and his associate began to wheel Emily around again. They turned her around until her back was to the open wall. Then they pushed her back until her rear end went through that round hole. They kept pushing until she was snug up against the rubber. The way she was bent over, Emily's upper body and feet were in one room, while her bare hind quarters were sticking out into another. Emily was terrified. She wouldn't be able to see who was coming up to her, or what they were going to do. She looked up and saw a clock on the wall It said 9:48. In twelve minutes her bottom would be open for businss and there wasn't a thing she could do about it.