Yes, it's time to "Strip the Sluts"!

"Any questions?", the 'host' mocked his audience, who only answered with gagged sobbing and mewling. "No? In that case... It's time to play!" His announcement was met with cheers and jeers from his accomplices and with heart-wrenching wails from the bare-naked bondage-babes around them.

"We'll start with something easy. You there, blue and black, you're up!" Hannah looked up to see where he was pointing to, and saw Cassy and Sally, who were only being referred to by the colour of their gags and fetters, squeal in protest. Immediately, their hesitation was rewarded by two of the other rapists stepping up to them, pressing a black device against their boobs and making them jump with the help of a light electric shock. Cassy and Sally cried and mewled, but finally got up awkwardly, not having their hands to help them.

"Took you long enough. But at least that gave our international audience some time to bet on the outcome of this game." The man briefly turned away from the two girls who were held in place by the other two men, the tasers back in their belt-pockets but easily reachable and threateningly close. The host turned to look at one of the many cameras hidden away in the room. "As a reminder to our audience, you can bet on each game individually as well as on the outcome of the entire competition. The odds for the individual games will start at 50:50 for the intitial elimination rounds, with your winnings being cut only by a small margin for the bank to sponsor first-rate entertainment such as this. In later elimination rounds, the odds will be modified for returning contestants based on their performance in previous rounds. As for the entire competition, we have sixteen girls here in total, not counting the twins, who, as the hosts of this party, will play a special role during these delightful games, so right now your odds are 1:15. The odds will improve, but the payout will decrease, as more and more girls will be eliminated from the competition, so if you already have a favourite, make sure to bet on them early. And please keep in mind that bidding for ownership of these delicious damsels is not yet available, but you can expect to see most of these pussies at our next grand auction." While he was speaking, one of the rapists led a hand-held camera across the parade of bound bitches squirming and wailing on the sofa. The camera panned across their gagged faces, but also zoomed in on their bare breasts, their hips and on the pubic areas below their bondage belts, giving the audience who were watching the broadcast a good idea of which cunt they wanted to bet on. With the rules out of the way, he turned back to his first two contestants.

"Now, as for you two... no one cares for your names, so we'll simply call you "bitch" and "slut" for now. Whichever one of you loses will get a more permanent slave-name assigned in the losers' lounge. You're clear on the rules?" There was nothing but sobbing and soft, gagged moaning as a reply, but the host didn't care.

Cassy was a petite but perky girl with lovely blond curly hair. Her blue eyes were currently reddened with tears, which ran across the soft cheeks of her babyish-face and gathered at the straps of the black ball gag stuffed between her pouty lips. By special request, Cassy had been forced to spend most of the orgy on all fours, buggered by cock after cock while being forced to bark like the 'Bitch' she was now being addressed as.

Sally was a slender brunette, tall, but not too tall and with a nice ass and chest to go with her slender frame. Her doe-like eyes were looking around in panic for any help, but found none. She tried in vain to cover her pussy and the neatly trimmed landing strip above it with her hands, but the blue bondage belt and fetters left her too little slack to really accomplish anything in that regard. During the orgy, she had begged to be fucked in her mouth again rather than getting whipped, thus earning her the nickname 'Slut'.

"We'll start with something easy for you two. You see those birthday-babes over there?" He pointed at Hannah and Sarah, who were twitching uncomfortably in their bindings, trying to shift their weight from toe to toe, but the chains above their wrist-cuffs left them very little slack.

"Now, do you think it's fair that they are both still wearing their lovely dresses while you and your friends are butt naked?" He spanked Cassy's butt, making her jump a little in her captor's grip, but Sally actually meekly shook her head 'no' at the host's question. "No, it isn't, so it's time to strip those birthday-babes down to their birthday-suits. The rules of the game are simple. You, cunt, will strip the left bitch", he said, referring to Hannah, "Whereas you, slut, will get the right one. Whichever of you cunts gets her twin completely naked first, wins." Hannah felt a knot form in her stomach as she saw Sally - the one referred to as 'slut' - look at her.

"You'll need your hands for this, so enjoy the freedom... but don't abuse it, or every cock in this room will take turns abusing your asses some more. Clear?" With that, the two other rapists unclipped their wrist-fetters from Cassy's and Sally's bondage belts, but clipped their wrists together with almost no chain between them, forcing each of the two girls to use her two hands as one.

"Ready?" the host asked his victims, without expecting a reply. "Set. GO!" And with one last resounding slap to the Slut's and the Bitch's behind, the game began.