I'm "helped" to the stage

I turned to walk toward the stage, but I wasn't used to guzzling that much **** at once. It was either the room or my head that spun, and I went down to the floor in a heap. Wolfie laughed at me. "Looks like you can't party with the big boys yet. But you'll learn." He grabbed hold of my pigtails, and it hurt the sides of my head. "If you can't walk to the stage, you're gonna crawl." I crawled along the floor on all fours like a puppy being taken for a walk. I felt the back of my short skirt being lifted, then one of the other Scorpions started spanking my ass with what felt like a wide belt. I crawled faster to try to get away from the stinging belt, and to keep my hair from being pulled out of my head.

Wolfie walked me up the steps of the stage with the man behind me still spanking my bare ass. We finally arrived at the spot on the stage where he wanted me, and stopped. He lifted my head up, and smiled sadistically. "Well I'd say you're in no condition to dance. So I guess that means we're gonna have to make you a different kind of entertainment." He motioned to the man behind me. "Stand her up" he said to him.

I was stood up like I weighed nothing. It was the big, Black mountain who had been behind me, spanking me. He held me upright while Wolfie cuffed my wrists with some shackles that were dangling over my head. The mountain let go of me, and I dangled there like a rag doll, or a puppet on strings.

"Please don't hurt me any more" I begged. "I'll do whatever you say. I'll do whatever you want. I can give you money."

Wolfie grinned in my face. "One, we can do whatever we want. Get that through your head. Two, you'll do whatever we say or want regardless of whether you want to or not. Three, we don't want money because you're gonna make us all the money we need. You stumbled into this place at the wrong time. Our **** auction is tonight, and we needed some fresh meat. Depending on how much you're worth, you may or may not be staying with us. If you're a virgin you'll go for a lot more than someone who's not. So tell me, are you a virgin?"

"No, I'm not a virgin" I lied. "I've had lots of guys."

Wolfie looked over at the mountain. "Eugene, give her the test."

I couldn't help it. It was such a wimpy name for such a mountain of a man. "Think my name's funny, huh?" said Eugene with an angry look on his face as he stepped in front of me. "We'll see how funny you think it is." He lifted my skirt, pulled aside my thong, and thrust one of his big fingers inside me. He pushed up on my virgin barrier, and I winced in pain. He pulled his finger back out. "The bitch is a virgin" he told Wolfie. "She's also very wet, like she's enjoying this." He thrust his finger into my face. "Lick it off." I opened my mouth, thinking to myself that my own body had betrayed me in spite of the fear I felt. I tasted my own virgin juices for the very first time. I actually didn't taste bad at all. I licked his finger clean, and he gave me a soft pat on the cheek. "Good girl. You like pussy juice, don't you?"

"Yes" I answered. "I like it a lot."

Wolfie looked at the two women in the club. "Brenda, Jennifer. You two get her prepped. You know what to do. But make sure her important holes are kept virgin. You understand?"