The weeks passed, Roberta and I just managed to keep a weekly average of 11 men and doing two special shows each we hoped we would have the full quota by the end of the month. One morning at breakfast Pam told us that after we had been swabbed the Boss wanted we three in his office. In his office we all stood as he expected, Pam looked as nervous as I felt when he said Pamela you are falling behind with your shows, and you two have 9 days to spread your legs for 17 men and give three shows. I have been asked to make the two new girls available for a show and you Pamela will interpret. The show will be tonight and be in the cell at 8:30 then you will see what can be done to you if you fail to achieve your targets.

Pam was very frightened as we left saying the Boss had never talked to her like this and she was afraid he intended to have her punished or sent to a cheap brothel. At 8:20 Pam took Roberta and I to the cellars where we went through a passage to a large stone room that looked just like the pictures of an inquisition torture chamber. Bright lights illuminated all the instruments of torture and the metal grills set in various places in the concrete floor. Looking at the metal frames hooks from the ceiling, ropes and whipping posts my body shook with fright. This can't be for us I thought, the Boss wouldn't want us damaged, and anyway we had done nothing wrong yet to deserve punishment.

The three of us waited until two men arrived bringing in a very frightened girl with her hands tied behind her back and we sprung to the position required in the presence of men. As the girl was untied and dragged to the side of the room she fell on her knees before us and with tears in her eyes said something. Pam told us she was begging and pleading for mercy. Orders were shouted, the woman stood up, biting her lips and shivering all over I saw she was quite young and beneath her dirty face and untidy hair very pretty.

With the straight dress she wore I could not see her figure until she lifted it over her head and taking off her bra I saw her breasts were not large but perfect globes like mine with large erect red nipples set in pink aureoles right in the middle of the swelling. Her slim waist curved out to lovely rounded hips and thighs tapering down to very shapely legs with thin ankles. She had never before been told to undress in front of strangers and still in her panties crossed her arms over her breasts as her face went red with shame.

I turned to Pam and said surely they don't intend to whip her and mark that beautiful body, with a figure like that she would be a good addition to us. I couldn't agree more said Pam. The two men stood between us and the shivering woman shouting more orders, she stooped down to remove her shoes then standing up looked pleadingly at us as she put her hands to her waist and started to pull her panties down. They fell to the floor, she stepped out of them raised her arms in the air and with tears running down her cheeks opened her legs showing us through the soft pale pubic hair very full labia lips and a clitoris that stood proud.

Having had to stand like this totally exposed for the first time before men I knew how she felt and was sorry for her. As more orders were given she turned; I knew what she had been told to do. As she bent over and held her ankles I could see her clench the rounded cheeks of her small bottom together but keeping her legs together one of the men hit the rear of her thighs with a long single stranded whip making her scream out before she spread her legs exposing the split of her labia and the little brown spot behind it. More orders were given, as she stood up I could see the weal from the lash and tried to imagine what it would do to her body when it was applied with full force to her back and curving round the front to her breasts. She turned to face us, tears streaming down her cheeks and sobbing with shame once again put one arm over her breasts and the other on her mound.