Bethany and Maria sobbed and moaned and dribbled as they pounded around the figure of eight track that they had cleared on the quarry floor. When they had done it, they had never imagined it would put such a use. Jay and Gary had planned well...

The track was ringed by all the masked and anonymous young men who had screwed them over the past five days. There were sixteen of them in all. Had they really been screwed by that number of men whose faces they had never seen and whose names they would never know? They were calling out encouragement or insults or just shouting wildly at the most bizarre and erotic spectacle they had ever seen in their lives.

The women ran with broom handles jammed up their bottoms; the lower ends of which trailed across the ground, bouncing and skittering along and churning their upper tape-bound ends in their rectums, painfully and insidiously vibrating their vaginas' from within. Their nipple and labial bells jingled merrily as they ran. In addition they each carried one further terrible burden which was not immediately apparent, except perhaps from the look on their red-cheeked and sweat stained faces and a slight swelling of their lower bellies.

A dozen glass marbles were stuffed up their pussies, the weight of which shifted within them with every stride and which were only contained by keeping their sheaths tense. The winner was not necessarily the one who came first but by a time penalty system the one who still had the most marbles inside her when she crossed the finishing line. The cheering cocks had been taking bets on how many marbles each of their pussies contained at the end of the race. They had seen quite a lot of money change hands. No doubt Gary and Jay would get their cut. How much had their humiliation and sacrifice made them this week, Maria wondered briefly as she pounded round the track? But soon all such thoughts melted from her mind.

They raced along side by side for much of the time, with the lead constantly changing. Maria was stronger, but Bethany had slightly longer legs. By lap eight they were dizzy with sweat and exhaustion and their vision was blurring. But collapsing was not option. They staggered on, dragging the broomsticks behind them, aware of the terrible jiggling and clicking of the marbles inside their vaginas agitated by the churning broomstick ends, and occasionally the strange feeling as one dropping out through their wet dripping pussy mouths.

And then there was a white tape held across the lap by Gary and Jay, and Maria stumbled across it a breast ahead of Bethany.

Jay and Gary led them rubber-legged across to a mat laid out by the track. As they were given water their legs were spread and the slippery marbles were squeezed and pulled out of their vaginas and counted, under the intense gaze of the waiting cocks. Bethany had managed to keep one more marble inside her than Maria, which gave her a net penalty of five seconds.

'Bethany is the winner!' Gary said, to great cheers.

They had to be practically held up for the presentation when the boys pinned coloured winners' rosettes with first and second place marked on them directly into the flesh of the upper slopes of their breasts. Bethany and Maria yelped feebly in pain, but what was one more pinprick when they would soon be free...

The two cocks who had won the lottery for their service took them to the screwing tent. They tied Maria and Bethany down securely for the fun of it but so exhausted were they that they did not have the strength to resist even if they had been unbound. Instead they lay there twitching and groaning feebly as their masked users pounded into them for the very last time...

***

A couple of hours later all the cocks had gone home. Bethany and Maria had recovered from their exertions on the track and now it was time for a final screw from their masters before they were freed. Well that was only to be expected. But it soon became apparent that they were going to make it a special one...

They had fitted a beam of wood across the top of the display posts with sturdy rings hung from it to which Bethany and Maria's cuffs were chained as they stood beneath it facing each other, stretching their arms up over their heads. This tension pulled them together so that their breasts touched. They looked into it other's faces anxiously. Their mouths had being gagged by lengths of thick tape-bound rope so their teeth were bared. It almost looked as if they had been given something to bite on. What had the boys got planned for them they wondered, as they took hold of their legs and pulled them out wide and roped their ankles the bottom of the display posts so that their thighs were also pressing together.

Then, while Gary held their hips apart, Jay slid the big double-ended rubber hose dildo up into their pussies so they were both plugged and joined together. It now had lengths of string tied to its middle which they ran up their bodies between their breasts and tied to their collar rings, ensuring the dildo could not slip out of them. They looked into each other's eyes and saw helpless desire begin to grow in them.

Then the boys stripped off until they were naked. Their stiff penises bobbed in front of them: the only cocks they had known for a week that belonged to owners with names and faces. How many times had they come inside them? Probably more than any men they had ever known before they found each other. Wasn't that shocking?

Gary and Jay picked up their spanking paddles and positioned themselves behind the girls with a bottom invitingly presented to each of them.

'You're going to screw each other again, just for us,' Gary told them. 'And we're going to spank you to make sure you do it properly. And then we're going to arse fuck you while you're still joined. And then you're going to thank us for giving you the greatest thrill you've ever known in all your rich, spoilt lives. Because if you can stay together after this, then you can stay together after anything...'

He spoke with excited anticipation and also a touch of bitterness. It was then that the women knew for certain that they were going their separate ways again, back to their different worlds. Maria realized that they knew nothing about Gary and Jay's lives outside the quarry. And now they never would...

Jay and Gary drew back their arms and swung the paddles across Maria and Bethany's bottoms. The women shrieked and bit on their gags as they jerked their hips away from the stinging blows and ground the dildo deep up inside each other. Their breasts squashed and slithered across each other with their hard nipples stabbing into their soft flesh. Then the paddles swished and smacked into them again, and again...

Their bottoms were burning and their plugged pussy mouths were frothing as the dildo churned within them, mingling their juices as their matted pubic bushes rasped against each other. Their nipples throbbed as if they were going to burst. There were biting on their gags in between sobs, dribbling their saliva down their cheeks onto their mashing breasts.

Swish, smack!

They were being given no time to think only to react. They were pressed up against each other's naked bodies and they were coupled intimately, so what else could they do? The blazing pain in their backsides which should have prevented any thought of pleasure was somehow turning into something else, merging with the growing heat in their loins. How had they ever had any doubts? It could not destroy their feelings for each other, nor could shame or embarrassment. In fact it was feeding their passion. They tried to kiss with their gagged lips, trying to speak about them to say what they really felt.

And then their pussies convulsed and sprayed their juices out over each other and the dildo as a wonderful simultaneous orgasm took hold of them and they burned with desire. And for a few moments their universe contained only each other and their love.