There has to be a punishment

Jan stepped up to the microphone, grinned widely, and announced loud and clear:

“Susi and Silke are staying exactly like this for the big photo shoot! With the dried-up fake cum on their faces, on their tits, and in their hair. Be glad you’re not pregnant. That could happen with an accident like this.” The crowd cheered enthusiastically. Susi and Silke froze in their saddles. “No… you can’t do that!” Susi protested quietly but frantically. Her face was thickly encrusted with the white, now-dried fake semen; tiny white crumbs clung to her eyelashes and hair. “It’s sticky everywhere… I look like a… like a… please not in front of everyone!” Silke nodded frantically, her voice trembling: “Jan, please… the cum is already drying in my hair… this is totally embarrassing… let’s at least wipe our faces…”

Both were still sitting with their legs spread wide on the narrow saddles, their glistening labia rubbing wet against the hard edge, while their vibrator eggs hummed deep inside their dripping pussies on medium setting. At that moment, Mia stepped right up behind the two of them. She smiled innocently at the crowd as she leaned down slightly toward Susi and Silke. No one but the two of them could see what she was holding in her hand—the small black remote controls for the vibrator eggs. Mia whispered very quietly, almost tonelessly, but with a dangerous smile on her lips: “Listen carefully, you two… Jan doesn’t know about the eggs in your pussies. And that’s how it’s going to stay. Either you stay sitting exactly like that—with the dried cum on your faces and tits—and I’ll leave the vibration on medium… Or you can quickly clean yourselves up… and I’ll turn both eggs up to full power immediately. Then you’ll come right here in front of everyone, while Jan and the audience think you’re just trembling with shame.”

Susi and Silke looked at each other with wide, horrified eyes. The soft buzzing in their wet pussies suddenly grew more intense as Mia demonstratively ran her thumb over the remote controls. Both nodded quickly and resignedly. “O-okay…,” Susi whispered softly, her voice breaking. “We… we’ll stay like this…” Silke just pressed her lips together and nodded, while her hips were already circling slightly uncontrollably on the saddle. Mia smiled contentedly and straightened up again as if nothing had happened.

The cum had dried completely by now—thick, white crusts stretched across Susi’s and Silke’s cheeks, stuck to their eyelashes, caked in their hair, and formed small cracks when they moved their heads. It smelled slightly sweet and sticky, and with every movement, tiny white flakes crumbled onto their bare, gleaming tits.

A long line of spectators wearing red glasses immediately formed in front of the stage. Over a hundred people were waiting in line; everyone wanted their photo with the two “punished” girls and Lisa and Mia. Outwardly, the poses were quite athletic and harmless—yoga poses, squats, bridges, butterfly, downward dog. There were always one or two men standing in front of or behind them.

But to everyone wearing red glasses and to the OnlyFans cameras, it looked extremely obscene and pornographic: four wide-spread, dripping pussies in the butterfly pose—labia glistening and open, clits swollen, the vibrator eggs clearly visible, pulsing in the wet holes.

Two pussies and two tightly clenched, pink assholes in Downward Dog—Susi and Silke with their asses high in the air, while their cum-smeared, heavy tits hung down heavily and bounced with every movement. Close-ups where the dried cum in the hair and on the faces of the two losers was perfectly visible, while their wet, vibrating pussies glistened directly into the camera.

Inside, Lisa laughed dirty and horny: Look at these two cum-splattered, vibrating sluts… their pussies and assholes are completely exposed, the cum is drying in their hair, and they’re already trembling with lust. And no one except Mia and me knows that the two of them are about to cum live in front of everyone. The OF cash register is really exploding right now and the donation receipts are going through the roof. The line was getting longer and longer. The cameras were clicking nonstop.

Meanwhile, Susi and Silke were having fun too after seeing the pile of donation money for a good cause. The line in front of the stage was now huge. Over a hundred and fifty men—most in their twenties and thirties—stood packed tightly together, many with the special red glasses on their noses, some already with bulging pants and red faces. There were a few women there too, but the men dominated the scene. They pushed impatiently forward, cell phones and cameras at the ready; some were already licking their lips, others were breathing heavily and whispering dirty comments to each other. A few were openly filming close-ups of Susi’s and Silke’s dripping holes, while Lisa and Mia made the girls hold their poses extra long, spreading their ass cheeks a little wider or lifting their tits slightly so the dried cum was easier to see.

Lisa to Mia: Look at these horny jerks… over a hundred guys staring with their mouths open at two naked, cum-splattered pussies. They can see every single wrinkle, every twitch of the vibrator balls in the wet holes, and the real technician’s cum drying in Susi’s and Silke’s hair. And they all pay up like good little boys for the VR glasses and for OnlyFans. I love this job.

Mia stood grinning behind the two of them, the remote controls for the vibrator eggs discreetly in her hand, and every now and then she secretly turned the intensity up just a little bit—just enough that Susi and Silke moaned softly and their hips twitched uncontrollably as they tried to hold their athletic poses. In the end, we raised 150*20€.