Outside camera range, the producer was lining up the 18 guys who were going to Gang-bang her for starters.

While he was tenderising her bottom, he was telling her that the viewers had kindly voted for her to be placed in a mechanical Brothel side by side with the mechanical heads and android bodies.

A matrimony bed would be installed behind lace frilly curtains and there she would hump on her back at least 12 punters a day. As this would most probably be a low estimate, with her being on the show, the viewer had taken pity on her and to put a safety limit of on of 18 guys to entertain per day.

However, had specified all three orifices should be used by any punter and judicious smacking of her bottom as a aphrodisiac would definitely be approved. The beating over she was allowed to rise and taken of to be united with her clothing, but not for long thought the audience.

20 minutes later, a very subdued Sadie was marched to on to face her multiple gangbang. Standing her in front of the spotlight, he gave her some good news. The of viewers have decided that you are to be a whore for the next five years

However, they have also stated because you were let down by your phone again friend, A little mercy will be shown by allowing you antidepressants and the mind numbing drugs which should allow you to fulfil your forfeit in complete unawareness.

You will fulfil your obligation as a mindless slave, but that won’t happen until you have been installed in the whorehouse for six weeks. Only then will you be a mindless piece of flesh. Tonight and for a six weeks programme, you will dwell in the misery of being used 18 times a day. However the of viewer hasn’t forgotten your stress levels and has decreed that you will make love passionately to every punter. No quick bunk up, no quick blow jobs, each punter will have at least 45 minutes with you to take you as how and often as they can in that time

He then continued slyly. If she looked to her left, her first days work was waiting to be dealt with, meaning the long line of studio audience who were swallowing Viagra in anticipation of giving her one. Already six of the guys had their Dicks out and were crudely caressing them.

While said he was waiting for her gang-bang squad to be assembled the quizmaster had a nice surprise for her.

Showing her the clip of where she had been misled by her Phone a Friend”, it showed a interview with her friend Vivian who apologised profusely for giving the wrong answer but could not help sniggering when she thought of Sadie being rammed repeatedly between the legs as an very reluctant prostitute.

However damming herself, then she made the silly mistake of making the observation. That it really was a vocation that suited her to the ground; the quizmaster queried this, looking for a new angle.



Vivian sensing the limelight let slip that she thought Sadie was a slut anyway and she would look forward to going to visit Sadie from time to time to see just how many punters were queuing up to give her one. The big screens around the theatre switched to a live broadcast direct from Vivian home, where she sat scared and apologetic

Sensing a new perspective, he quizzed Vivian saying. Therefore, you're glad she failed. At this, Vivian blustered and changed her tone by saying.

No Of course, I feel sorry for her, all that lost opportunity; I just feel that if any person was going to do her forfeit dancing on her back as a Hooker, it couldn't have happened to a more appropriate young lady.

The quizmaster turned to the audience and commented. It looks to me that Vivian deliberately misled poor Sadie here. Vivian blustering red face told the story. What do you think we should to do with the vindictive Cow?

The audience immediately responded by voting and shouting. Send the bitch to the whorehouse with Sadie.

Turning back to a now shocked and panicking Vivian, he pointed out that he thought that would be a very harsh punishment, however what if she's was made her, her Mentor, would that be better.

Vivian now thoroughly scared falteringly asked what that meant.

What if we appointed you full-time schedule manager of the punters who are going to fornicate with your friend? You could supervise and make sure that she got up to her full quota.

Vivian smiled with relief. I could do that OK. You mean make sure she didn't slack off and maybe report her for extra discipline

The quizmaster let her to dwell on the thought as she went on. Yes, I would enjoy that.

If you're going to do a forfeit somebody must make sure you don't slack off. I'm sure if the traffic got a little slow I could drum up a little trade for the Strumpet to do.

The quizmaster pounced. Yes, we need someone to make sure she does a good job. But who is going to make sure you are up to scratch?

What I suggest is that if you don't do your job then Sadie is given a rest, while you take her place on the marriage bed and punters get to fornicate with you. The audience cheered their approval

The camera zoomed in on Vivian's shocked and horrified face. You can't do that. I wasn't in the show.

Oh! However, we can sneered the quizmaster, what you did was the illegal and sadistic and turned to the audience.

How'd you feel about that this? Pushing the point callously home.

If Sadie gets one complaint, then it's not to her that is punished but you as her manager. And what about adding, having your bottom agitated with a cane before your spread-eagled ready for humping on the bed?

The lights on the voting panel flickered with a fury. Looking at the now shocked and terrified face peering out of the monitor, he laughed and said.

Looks like you have talked your way into being included in the forfeit.

The viewers have specifically said that if you do have to take Sadie's place for the rest of the day. You start again from scratch and you service a full day's punters, 18 one after the other

I have sent the security stuff around and they will be bringing you to the studio, where together with Sadie your full forfeit will be explained.



Four hours later, a thoroughly disgraced, terrified and pleading Vivian was brought into the studio and made to watch Sadie being prepared for life as a whore.

While she had been travelling to the studio locked in a prison van, the quizmaster had decided not to lock Sadie up in the onstage cage. Deciding it would be much more fun if she were made to get in character or straight away while she waited for Vivien to arrive

Being a glamorous, young lady he had her taking offstage under computer control where after a costume change she made her debut dressed appropriately.

The crowd roared its approval when Sadie reappeared on stage, now stripped of her fine garments and dressed in the gaudy costume very low cut dress of a Cat house showgirl.

She had been badly made up, with scarlet lipstick, lightly rouged cheeks, a flowing garish loud dress that stopped just above the knee showing a hint of a Garter and other delights higher up her leg.

The hostesses had made a brilliant job dressing her as a cheap floozy

Making her stand in the stage dead centre, held immobile, he had one of the hostesses lift up her skirt at the back and discreetly remove her panties, letting the dress fall demurely back into place.

Sadie stood, at first mystified, listening puzzled as a unmistakable tune struck up.

Then under computer control Sadie was made to dance an extremely energetic and revealing Can-Can. squealing miserably as the computer made her pick up the hem of her long can-can costume and pull it way up to her neck as she kicked her legs wickedly showing her all

Revealing a elegant pair of stockings encasing slim legs and a nice bushy pussy, which winked and pulsed as she extremely vigorously and lewdly pranced, her legs wide and kicking wildly.

Sadie was now a living, dancing advert for the erotic areas between her legs, proclaiming her a Whore and inviting everybody to indulge in shagging her. For several minutes, she was forced to demean herself. While the males in the audience imagined what it would be like, to have their cock stuck in that warm orifice

After she had displayed her wares, she turned and stuck out her now still red naked bottom for the punters to admire, frozen in the classic skirt up, in the bottom exposed pose so the viewers could admire her rump .A rump that the quizmaster had not finished with. He liked to spank bottoms and this one needed a lot.

The hostesses haven't finished with her either, turning her around, they lifted up the young floozies skirt at the front, and Delilah the delightful petite redhead hostess efficiently applied a waxing strip to Sadie’s pussy and then occupied herself slowly pulling it off, ripping the hairs painfully from Sadie crutch.

The crowd thoroughly enjoying Sadie's anguished expression, as the wax strip, bodily wrenched each hair individually, knowing that very soon that orifice would be being pounded in lust

Approaching the trembling, exhausted woman, he knelt down in front of the woman now sporting a bald, sore twat and with the camera looming in and with Sadie still held in Computer Control, carefully examined, probed and fingered the sexual orifice.

Commenting that Sadie did not seem to be entering into the spirit of her forfeit, he called for a little incentive

The crowd shook with laughter, when a technician appeared with a transparent box containing six large, very active cockroaches. They laughed even more as with Sadie shrieking hysterically the compare took one and very efficiently popped it into her now cringing cunt.

The hysterical screeching from Sadie took on a new crescendo as she felt it wriggle and squirm its way inside her, out of the light.

The compare grinned at her, and repeated it with the second one. By the time he had finished Sadie’s vagina was home to six squirming, crawling cockroaches, that being stung by the lubricant Sadie was producing scuttled excitedly around inside her flesh.

The computer allowed the frantic squirming and squealing as Sadie felt them crawl inside her. And they weren’t motionless; the wet atmosphere causing them to wriggled and stimulate the sensitive skin of her vagina. Only the computer control stopped the now thoroughly revolted Sadie from going into hysteria.

Occasionally a cockroaches head would appear then disappear back inside. Each time Sadie screeched and shuddered in torment

Closing the gap with a couple of paperclips to hold them inside he then stood back and watched Sadie dance with a lot more enthusiasm.

The audience roared with laughter as each time Sadie did a high kick, several insect legs could being seen waving beckoningly from her pussy. With one of the Hostesses spanking her bottom with a paddle every time she was made to turn, bend, throw up her skirts to display her naked bottom

Then a totally exhausted Sadie was allowed to a rest with an appreciative roar from the audience.