Rodrigo uncovered the apparatus that was to be used to tantalize the lady who would be chosen that night. It was a wooden pony. You do know what a wooden pony is doctor?" she asked.

I felt that it would be OK to admit my ignorance at this point so I replied that I did not.

"Well," she explained, "these are both instruments that are specifically designed to cause agony to a woman. One is the wooden horse and the other is the wooden pony. Both have a triangular shaped wooden bar with the sharp edge uppermost. With the wooden horse, the lady is made to ride this bar with her full weight pressing on the sharp edge which pushes up into her most sensitive crease and causes terrible pain right from the start. Of course, her feet are spread and locked to prevent her being able to take any weight and her arms are tied together for the same reason. Any woman riding this device will be frantic for release after about fifteen minutes and hysterical after about half an hour.

The wooden pony is more subtle, it still consists of a triangular bar but the height of the sharp edge is adjusted to nestle into her slit but just low enough so that she does not need to rest her weight on it. But for this to be the case, she must stand on tiptoes. Eventually her feet must tire and she will lower herself onto the bar. She will stay like this briefly until the pain in her perineum becomes more than she can stand and she will again attempt to take her weight on the already tired muscles of her feet. It is more entertaining to watch a woman ride the pony because not only can the experience last much longer but she will do a dance up and down, up and down as she constantly trades one agony against another. Most women can endure the pony for about 2 hours before becoming hysterical."

At first, I wished that I hadn't asked the question but soon, to my surprise, I began to feel a delicious throb between my legs. I began to imagine what it would be like for me to be in that predicament and have pain inflicted on my most sensitive parts at the center of my femininity.

Juliette went on to explain that each lady was asked to pick a card from a pack. Everyone did this except for her. She had been excused due to her not feeling well. Then one of the men, Andrew in this case, was to pick a suite. He thought for a short time and called out "Diamonds". There was a sigh of relief from most of the ladies who held other suites but Karen said "Oh Shit," and Augustine groaned loudly.

She paused and took another sip of water before saying, "Augustine is Rodrigo's sister and she is married to Wayne. We all went to their wedding."

Then she continued, "According to the tradition of the club, both women were asked to undress at this time. Karen is a brunette of slim build, fair skin and olive green eyes. She wears her hair in a bob style with a straight fringe across her eyebrows. The body of her hair was trimmed to the level of her chin and the front edge of the cut curved from just in front of her ears to her chin. She has lovely prominent almost conical shaped breasts. I guess that she would wear C cup bra."

She was obviously enjoying telling the story but she looked at me and asked, "Are you interested in this?"

Without a moment's hesitation, I replied "Oh! Yes."

So she continued. "Augustine was born in Colombia. She has a sweet face that probably hasn't changed much since she was a teenager and her hair would be pure black had it not been for the red rinse that she had put in it. Her skin is slightly olive and she has very dark eyes. Her hair is slightly curly and long enough to fall to be level with her nipples. Her breasts are an amazing classical shape; she would be a definite size D.

Karen's nipples are a pale coral pink color and they are about the size of a pea. Augustine's nipples are brown in color and are the size and shape of a thimble.

Another guest, David, whose partner Yvette stood beside him was asked to nominate a card from within a suite. Looking expectantly in the eyes of the two anxious women, he called the king. Both shook their head. "Six," he said and again both shook their head. "Queen," he said querulously and immediately Augustine screamed "Ay Caramba!" and with a flourish threw her Queen of diamonds picture side up onto a nearby table.

Some duct tape was produced and her arms were tied behind her back wrist to elbow, elbow to wrist. The position caused her to stand and present her breasts even more prominently. She stood impassively and proudly while this was being done to her. She was enjoying the short time of control that she had before all poise would be taken from her as the intense pain consumed her.

She was escorted to the horse and assisted to straddle the bar. Richard and David undid the clamps at each end and carefully raised the bar and lifted it into her slit. She tried unsuccessfully and with a bit of banter between herself and the two men to fool them into setting it at a lower height than her full tip toes. Not to be confused by the wiles of this beautiful woman, they quickly set the bar in place and left her whining her protestations as the reality of her circumstances became fully apparent.

She began her ride by having short conversations with other members and laughed at some attempts at black humor that were made. She was not suffering any pain but was acutely aware of the strain of having to stand on tiptoes at this early time in her ride.

Soon her feet began to cramp and the situation became more serious. For the first time she tried to ease the strain on her feet by resting herself on the bar. The pain of the soft flesh taking her weight started immediately and she grunted before quickly taking the weight on her feet again. She began whining softly and using fully formed words like "Oh my God", "Oh fuck" and, on one occasion, reverting to her native Spanish "esto es una terrible tortura". Soon her dance had begun in earnest and her howls and squeals had become more intense and frequent as she tried constantly to find the lesser of the two sources of torment. Predictably, she leant forward and backward in a futile attempt to find an area where it was less painful to take her weight. She discovered that, when pressing on her vagina or her anus, the pain was even greater than when it was pressing between them. This most beautiful part of her body central to her being female and which was so much more sensitive and complex than that of a man was becoming a mass of agony. Soon it became impossible for her to distinguish one area of agony from the other. The pain progressively extended into her belly in much the same way as the pain in her feet was extending up her calf.

Every woman present empathized with her sister suffering on the bar and each was feeling the fluttering and deep ache in her belly as she thought of what, but for the fall of a card, could have been her own fate. Some members took advantage of the suffering woman and kissed and caressed her body and breasts as she suffered. Karen, who was still completely naked, stroked and caressed Augustine's face and her neck. Some men and women kissed her mouth as she opened it to scream and seemed to share in some of her pain. I began to get up from the divan but Andrew gently stopped me with a loving kiss.

After an hour had gone by, Augustine had lost any semblance of rationality and was simply a creature totally reacting to the pain. Wayne put his arms around her shoulders and took her weight as two other guys undid the clamps and lowered the bar. The blood flow was restored to the squashed membranes in her crutch and, rather than cease howling, her screams filled the room with even greater vigor. The numbness had disappeared and each tiny nerve sent its message of agony to her overloaded brain. She was in no condition to walk and Wayne carried her to the divan and laid her beside me. He sat on the edge of the divan and gently rubbed and kissed her sweaty body while Rodrigo caressed her ankles."

Juliette paused in her narrative and a look of fear came into her eyes as she looked at me and continued, "After a short time Augustine stopped holding her crutch and Karen gently parted her friend's legs with the intention of rubbing some soothing cream on her injured parts. There wasn't enough room on the divan for both of us when she did that. I jumped up quickly and climbed over the back of the divan to free it up so that Augustine could stretch out. The sudden movements made me feel very dizzy and again my world went black and I passed out.

The next thing that I remember was waking up here and seeing you doctor."