Chapter Five. Circus rape
What's the matter Betsy?" Rebecca enquired. Betsy had come into the caravan
crying and sobbing. "That sod Benjamin been after you again? We heard you
yelling earlier and then its been quiet."
The circus had grown since Betsy last knew it. Now there were a dozen permanent
members of the troupe and they had a tent in which to perform. Betsy fitted in
well with the others, all except Benjamin, the ringmaster.
Rebecca, the fat lady clown was a fun loving person and she and Betsy got on
well together. Together they formed a triple act with Rebecca as the fat bouncy
bobble of a woman contrasting with Betsy and James both lithe agile shrimps.
Betsy was able to share Rebecca's caravan so didn't have to find accommodation
or live in the open. The other performers included a fire eater and his wife who
did a tight rope act and spun hoops and lassos. Betsy slowly trained Queenie
until she could safely perform leaps and jumps from her back. James also doubled
as her partner for her knife throwing act and they got on well enough together
for her to occasionally sleep in his bed.
Benjamin though was always trying to seduce her even though he was married and
his wife was part of the circus. "Mystic Rosemarie" she called herself but
everyone knew she did more than rub her crystal ball for some of the male
clients. When Betsy had complained to her of Benjamin's behaviour she just
laughed and said, "The more women he fucks, the less of a load I have to bear."
"Yes, it's bloody Benjamin and sodding Rosie," Betsy answered Becky's question,
"Why can't they leave me alone. I'm not one of the prettier ones. I hate his
pompous arse and now I'm so sore I might not work tomorrow. "
"What did he do tonight then?" Becky asked and seeing her friend burst into more
tears pulled her into her bed and gave her a cuddle. "Tell your big fat mother
deary." Betsy found herself enfolded in warmth of Rebecca's large breasts. She
felt the older woman's hands slip down under her nightshirt and caress her bare
buttocks. It was not the first time Betsy had been in bed with Rebecca so she
knew what to expect. "Please don't touch my cunnie Becky, it's too sore." After
cuddling for a while in silence, Rebecca lifted off her nightshirt and helped
Betsy do the same. Betsy's small frame almost melted into the voluptuous flesh.
It was cosy. Safe. Secure.
"Now before I let you suckle my nips, Betsy dear, you are going to tell me what
happened out there tonight."
Still crying and sniffling at the thought, Betsy hesitantly started to tell her
friend. "He must have followed me out to the latrine hole. I had just squatted
down and started to piss when he opens the sack door and comes in. I yelled at
him to get out but he grabbed my shoulders and held me so I was off balance over
the shit hole. It was then I noticed his cock was already sticking hard out of
his breeches and pointing straight at my face. "Well my untouchable little
bitch, if you don't want to have to climb your way out of the shit down there
you'd better start sucking my cock and afterwards I'm taking you to my bed and
fucking you properly." "No!" I screamed at him but he pushed me further over the
hole. His feet straddled it and his arms under my armpits held me backwards and
almost level. My head was right over the shit heap looking up directly at his
cock and balls. I knew he could easily let go and I would go headfirst down."
Betsy paused and Rebecca rubbed her arse and inside her thighs, "Sorry dear, we
all must have heard you screaming but didn't dare do anything about it. He pays
our wages. He's a real bastard. We ought to cut his cock right off. Go on deary,
get it off you chest then perhaps we can think of something."
"He pulled my head up closer to his prick and again told me to suck it. I shook
my head, no. "Very well then perhaps you'll like this better." Once more he
lifted me till my nose was almost touching the end of his pisser. Before I knew
it he started to piss and pissed all over my face. Some went in my eyes, some up
my nose and I started to cough and choke and in doing so opened my mouth. Piss
went in and so did his prick. "Don't you even think about biting bitch otherwise
you're down in the shit heap and when you come up you'll taste my whip. Now
suck." I had no option. Luckily it didn't take him long to come. He didn't let
me go though but said, "Well that wasn't bad to start with, now you're coming to
my van and I'm giving that nice tight cunt of yours a good fucking. You're not
saying no to the Ringmaster any longer. I get to fuck all the girls in my circus
even that fat slob you sleep with." Sorry Becky but that's what he said."
"Yeah, dear. I know what he's like. I've been forced to have him in here but
it's not very often he wants a mountain of flesh like me." Betsy felt the woman
grimaced even though she couldn't see her face. "Go on. Tell me all."
"He tossed me over his shoulder and carried me to his caravan. Rosie was inside
so I thought she might help me. How wrong I was. She greeted him by saying, "You
got her then. I'll clear the table." I was laid along it facing the lamp.
Benjamin held me while Rosie tied my legs to the table legs and then removed my
shift. The top have was wet with piss and she laughed when she was told what
happened. "You've got to learn to do what we say here little lady," she said,
"And if my Benjamin wants a little bit of your cunt, you just have to give it."
"She likes to watch him fucking the girls," Rebecca commented. "She even wants
to take part sometimes."
"Yeah, she did with me. She tied my hands to the other legs and left my head
over the end of the table. I still shouted and swore at them but she stifled
that by standing over my head and wrapping her thighs around my face. My nose
stuck in her smelly cunt. I could hear Benjamin laughing and taunting me about
my small tits. Then he starting squeezing them. Rosie opened her legs for a
moment and for a few seconds I saw Benny rubbing his prick to get it ready to
fuck it in me. Rosie snarled, "Take a good look at it bitch. You're going to be
getting that into you good a proper from now on. Now get your tongue into my
cunt unless you want to taste piss again." She tightened her thighs over me
again. I didn't do anything until I felt Benjamin's prick rammed up me. I cried
out. A spurt of piss covered my face. I screamed again and Rosie grabbed my jaw
and held it open and gave me another spurt. Benjamin was now fucking me as hard
as he could and with her cunt over my face I was forced to swallow the piss. The
bitch released me again and said, "You want a full load of piss or you gonna get
sucking me?" I kept my mouth closed determined not to give in. She didn't do
anything until Benjamin finished.
"Now Betsy bitch," she growled, "You are going to do what I say. You are going
to open your mouth wide and take all my piss and then you are going to suck me
until I get off. Until you do Benny is going to stroke you tender cunt with his
whip." I saw him get the whip and move some distance away. He flicked the whip
and the tail end sliced across my slit, Rosie closed her thighs on me to prevent
my screaming. After four terrible lashes my cunt was on fire and I knew I would
have to do as the bitch wanted. I opened my mouth. I tried not to swallow but I
couldn't help but take a good deal of down my throat. Fortunately the whipping
stopped as soon as I opened my mouth. I guess he was thinking about my not being
able to perform. Eventually Rosie shuddered and I knew she came and soon after I
was released. " Bit tender there are you?" Benny felt my cunnie, "Perhaps now
you'll come and open your legs when asked," he grinned, "At that will probably
be tomorrow and perhaps then I will try your arsehole." They let me go after
that. We've got to stop them Becky. If we all get together we can. We must think
up something."
During the next day, Betsy managed to talk with the others but none could come
up with a plan although all agreed something needed to be done. Jenny, the
attractive young tightrope walker was particularly keen to see him get his
comeuppance. She frequently had been ordered to his caravan and forced to have
sex with them. James and Benito, the strong man, agreed to help if they could.
Benito's wife had been subjected to their desires although not when he was
around.
That evening's performance was before an almost full house. Benjamin as
ringmaster had remained at the ringside while the three clowns did their
tumbling act. Towards the end he entered and flicked his whip at Betsy's arse
and caught her with several painful blows. To the audience it seemed as if it
was part of the act until Betsy shouted loudly enough for all to hear, "Stop or
you'll get a taste of your own medicine." She added a few choice swear words so
the crowd was in no doubt now that she was not liking it but they cheered the
ringmaster on. Another painful lash across her arse. Rebecca, James and the
other performers were about to step in when Betsy took action on her own. Two
backflips and a cartwheel brought her alongside Benjamin before he realised she
had moved. Suddenly grabbing the whip she brought it down hard across the
ringmasters arse. Now the position was reversed, so was the loyalty on the
crowd. They cheered and clapped and egged her to thrash him but Betsy had other
ideas. First she herded him around the ring like a horse but only occasionally
landing a lash on him. Most times just the presence and noise kept Benjamin
moving where she wanted him.
Rosemarie tried to enter the ring and help her husband but Benito grabbed her
and threw her over his shoulders. The crowd knew they were seeing a real feud
now, not a show put on for their benefit.
"James," Betsy shouted without her eyes leaving Benjamin, "Bring my knives and
board into the ring." Rebecca and James at once cottoned on to what Betsy
intended. Benjamin hadn't caught her words but went white when he saw the knife
board wheeled into the ring.
"NO! No!! You can't!" He yelled. Deciding to make a run for it he made part of
the distance to the entrance when Betsy's whip curled around an ankle and he
fell heavily to the ground. "Take him to the board and hold him there," Betsy
commanded James and Rebecca. However, Benjamin struggled until Benito dumped
Rosemarie for a few moments and held him while Jenny brought some rope and bound
him with his arms outstretched. "Let me go!" Benjamin screamed, "The bitch is
going to kill me! You can see it in her eyes! She wants to murder me for last
night." So he babbled on.
Betsy spun her knives and deftly caught each one. The audience had quietened.
Betsy took her stance, knife tip between two fingers ready to throw. A woman's
voice shouted, "Aim for his balls dear!"
Betsy returned the knife into its fan. "Ladies and gentleman. As you know doubt
have worked out for yourselves, this is not our ordinary show. Last night this
man and his wife raped me and whipped me. As you saw he continued to whip me
during my act. He is now secured to the board and entirely at my mercy. A little
slip with my aim could be deadly. He is a much larger man than my usual target
so there is less room on the board for me to place the knives. They are sharp
and they are deadly. Last night he had me very afraid and humiliated. Now it is
his turn. I do not wish to kill him and will not try to do so but as always with
this act only a very little disturbance could distract my aim by a fraction of
an inch with very painful consequences. So ladies and gentlemen, I must ask you
to be completely quiet and still until I have finished. To the lady who
suggested it, I would dearly love to pin his balls to the wall. Much will depend
on how far they are hanging down when I throw the last knife. Now quietness
please. I need to concentrate."
"Thud!" The first knife quivered in the board less than an inch above Benjamin's
head. "Keep still Benny boy. I cannot guarantee to miss you if you move. After
the second and third knives thundered into the board either side of the
ringmaster's neck a dark stain appeared down the front of his trousers. Now the
crowd couldn't contain themselves with laughter and it took some minutes before
Betsy had them quiet enough to continue. She smiled to herself as she saw what
the audience couldn't, his trousers were hanging down at the seat more than
normal. He shit in his pants.
Speeding two knives in quick succession, they landed just under each
outstretched wrist. Two more quivered under his armpits, one pinning his jacket.
It was closer to his body than she intended but she told herself he moved.
"Benny boy, I told you not to move. That last one was a bit close wasn't it."
For a moment it looked as if Benjamin was going to faint but he seemed to
recover but his face was ashen. "Three left Benny boy. Don't move your legs
now." Two more knives closely fenced in his hip bones.
"Now ladies and gentlemen, the final knife." Betsy raised her voice so the crowd
could hear clearly. "We all know where it is going, the only doubt is how close
I can place it to his manhood without doing any damage to him. Can I just pin
the crotch of his trousers to the wood without drawing blood? Problem is I
cannot see or know how far it is hanging down and I am certainly not going to
feel in the mess he has made so it's guesswork. Once more please. Quiet." All
the audience held their breath. Betsy took her time flipping the knife a time or
two to try and settle her own nerves, "Thud!!" The knife had indeed pierced the
fabric but so far there didn't seem to be any blood. Benjamin had fainted
completely this time. "Wheel him around so everyone gets a good look." Benito
dumped Rosemarie for a second time and helped James push the board with Benjamin
on, around the arena just as they did when she finished her performance with
James. Betsy removed her knives and bowed. The applause from the audience was
deafening and quickly revived the ringmaster.
Next morning Benjamin was recovered enough to tell Betsy she was sacked. "I
think not Benny. Everyone in this circus is behind me. If I'm sacked everyone
else will stay too. You and Rosie will have to move this whole shebang on your
own. Further more, you both are going to have to agree not molest any of us in
any way. If any of the ladies here complains about your behavior you could well
end up being a knife thrower's target again! Naked! You have until after
breakfast to make up your mind." The rest of the troupe stood solidly behind
Betsy and murmured their agreement.
