The Medieval Banquet.
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An unusual humiliation round to say the least.

We closed the previous story with my, Christina, recuperating in bed after suffering a devastating knockout at the hands of Evelyn. Ursula, who had been Christina’s second, had joined me for some wine by the fire. Ursula is much like her mistress, Ruth, raven black hair and milky white skin. She is about 5’ 8”, 130 pounds and about 36c-28-37. Well, a little too much wine and the warm fire and the next thing I knew I was nibbling on her erect rosebud like nipples and she was rubbing my rock hard member. I certainly needed the relief and it only took my magic fingers a few stokes before she had an orgasm. We lay together wrapped in one blanket. She said, “I want to wrestle your wife, only the three of us in the room. If I win, I get to keep you for a weekend.”

I let Christina sleep late the next morning. I brought her breakfast and some painkillers, then filled the hot tub for her. She was stiff and sore but not as bad as I had thought she'd be, but she did spend most of the day in bed.

The humiliation round usually takes place the day after the fight but Christina is in no shape to participate. There are two options, delay the event or proceed with the husband receiving the punishment. William postponed the humiliation for two weeks.

I attend the medieval banquet dressed as Sir Lancelot. Christina was to go as Guinevere but wasn't up to it. Ursula joins me about a minute after I enter the room. She's dressed as a wench in a very low cut dress with her firm 36c breasts ready to pop out, making me very hard and her very hard to resist. She suggests that we go to her room but I resist the temptation.

Christina and I leave in the morning to return two weeks later. Most of her bruises have disappeared but her eye is still slightly discolored. William greets us and we join he and Ruth for dinner.

The next morning, Saturday, near noon, William sends word to our room that we should prepare ourselves to attend at the "chamber" (torture) for 5:00 p.m. We knew what this meant, time for the loser of the match to be further humiliated. The humiliation could take many forms, it was the winner's choice but William had to approve. I might add that the humiliation ritual extends to the loser's spouse. The humiliation usually took place on the rack, which is a medieval table used to stretch people, also William's favorite toy. William would send up the appropriate attire just before it was time to leave the room.

A knock on our door and it's Ursula with our attire. I need to say something here, at the onset of a contract like this fight, you agree to the penalties but you have no concept of having to fulfil your obligations. Christina would wear white transparent panties and bra. I would wear skimpy black silk boxers held together with a Velcro seam. I knew they were coming off. You do see the picture here, easy removal. Ursula helped Christina with her bra and panties but kept glancing in my direction as I tried to hide my erection with the boxers. We each got a cape, white for Christina and black for me, to wear as we walk to the cellar.

Ursula escorted us through the heavy wooden door then down the stone stairway to the dungeon, did I say dungeon, I meant cellar. The air and lite change as you pass through the door; lighting becomes dim and the air cool, damp, and musty. William greets us at the door to "The Chamber", as he refers to it. We are blindfolded. We walk through the door, not knowing how many guests are watching. William asks Ursula to remove my cape and make me comfortable. I hear him tell Christina that he'll take her cape now and that she needs to take a few steps forward. Ursula tells me to relax and sit down. I'm in a chair that reclines; the feel brings to mind a dentist's chair. Someone is now helping her as my legs are spread apart and my ankles shackled to hold them apart. My wrists are also shackled. I can't hear Christina so I'm not sure that we're in the same room. Ursula whispers in my ear, "relax you look great. I'm going to remove your blindfold." I catch flashes of light as my blindfold comes off but I still can’t see around the room, only a small television.

William appears on the screen, "Bart, are you comfortable?" "Not really", I croak out, my throat so dry that I can hardly whisper. I realize that there's a microphone on the TV. William calls to Ursula to remove my boxers. I can hear at least one lady gasp. I'm reasonable endowed and the apprehension along with Ursula whispering in my ear has my member at attention. William, "Ok, Bart my boy, just relax, your part in this is to remain relaxed at all times. Your wife will re-enter the room shortly and be placed on the rack, you remember the rack old boy. You will be able to see and hear everything on your screen but it's no use trying to talk to her, as she can't hear you.

Ruth leads Christina to the table. She looks gorgeous, if fact I think I just got harder. Evelyn has picked the young hunk, James, to help her. James and Ruth help my wife onto the table. James removes his robe and is wearing a black thong, which does little to hide his erect manhood. The lites are dimmed except for the bright ones over the rack. James talks to Christina as he removes her blindfold but I can’t hear him. James moves to the foot of the table and gentle closes the shackles on Christina’s ankles. He moves to the head of the table to shackle her left wrist, then leans across her body to shackle her right wrist. At his point his chest is pressing against my wife’s breasts with his rockhard manhood touching her arm. William moves the levers at the control panel, which stretch Christina’s arms and legs into the spread-eagle position. The wrist shackles are gently pulled up and forward elevating Christina to a sitting position. James moves to the head of the table then gently massages Christina’s shoulders slowly working his hands down to release her bra catch. He slowly lifts my wife’s bra off her breasts. Christina gasps then shudders as the cold damp air rushes to cool her warm nipples. James gently fondles my wife’s gumdrop sized nipples. I can hear her moan as he’s kisses her behind her ear. I don’t think she will be able to resist him. William gently lowers Christina’s upper body back to the table. James moves to the other end of the table as William selects the control that lifts Christina’s ankles upward, stopping just as her bum leaves the table. James is now standing between my wife’s legs, making eye contact with her as he inserts his fingers in the waistband of her panties. She trembles as he slowly wiggles her panties down over her bum. His chin is almost on her mound as he slides her panties down exposing her engorged and now very wet pussy. James inhales deeply savoring Christina’s womanly fragrance. Christina’s legs are lowered but spread wider now giving some of the guests a peek at her womanhood. The almost reverend silence is broken as James removes his thong and some of the women guests gasp as the young stud’s 10-inch penis is exposed. Christina can’t see it yet but looks a little concerned. He begins with his tongue on the inside of my wife's upper leg and begins to work his way up toward her pussy. Christina laying with her eyes closed moans then shudders as James's tongue contacts her waiting clitoris. I'm sure that she had two orgasms as his tongue played Ping-Pong with her clit. James climbs onto the table straddling my naked wife who can now see his full enormity. I'm waiting to hear her say "no" but she asks him to free her hands. William quietly accommodates her. Christina grasps James head and kisses him deeply. My wife begins to gasp for breath as James’s erect penis brushes against her bare leg on its way to entering her moist fervent pussy. Christina digs her nails into James's shoulders and bits his lip slightly as the glisten head of his member penetrates her opening. She squirms to work the substantial protuberance inside her, then lowers her hands onto James's buttocks and with a smile of impending fulfillment works his entire 10 inches deep inside her. I'm in shock, as I didn't think it would go that far. William kills the lights and sound to give the couple a little privacy.

Meanwhile, Ursula removes the TV and curtains, confirming that we are in another room and alone. I was still as hard as a rock and Ursula wasn’t going to let my erection go to waste. I wanted her to unshackle me but she told me to be patient and enjoy. She required no extra lubrication as she lowered her streaming pussy onto to my rigid 7 inches. She rode me for an hour before she collapsed in exhaustion. She released me and I carried her over to the sofa for round 2. I started by sucking and nibbling on her rosebud like nipples, then with her legs around my neck, sunk my shaft as deep as I could into her waiting body. She convulsed in orgasm like no women I had been with before. We passed out from exhaustion in each other’s arms. When we awoke, it was 7 p.m. I couldn't hear anyone next door in "the chamber", so took a look and it was vacant. I said that we need to go to dress for dinner but Ursula wanted me to fuck her once more with her legs around my neck. She was convulsing before I shot my load and climaxed shortly after with a G-spot orgasm. Our legs were now so rubbery that I wasn't sure we would make it upstairs.

We make our way out of the cellar, to the main floor and to the second floor undetected. Christina hasn't been back to our room. I feel like sleeping but shower and dress for dinner. I'm late and all eyes are on me as I walk in. William greets me saying, "we seem to be short a few dinner guests tonite." I smile but don't offer any explanation. James, Ursula and Christina don't show up for dinner. I return to the room to find Christina in her robe. I ask, "are you alone." She replies yes and kisses me. She offers to get me a drink. We talk but not much about the humiliation. The butler brings a note to the door about 10:00 p.m. from William requesting that we join him in the games room for a nite cap.

Christina dresses and we go down for a nite cap. Most of the dinner guests are in the room, about 12 I'd say. William is at the bar and hands me a brandy and I tell him a white wine for Christina. At his point I notice James across the room with a tall blonde. They slowly work there way closer to us. The blonde then confronts Christina, "Are these yours?" she asks holding up what I recognize as my wife's lacey lavender panties. The color drains from Christina's face. The blonde slaps my wife on the side of her face. I pull Christina back while James controls the blonde who I find out later is Genna. William steps between us, then looks at Genna who addresses Christina; "I challenge you to fight me for him in a no holds barred match." My wife looks at James then me and says, "I accept" William tells us that he'll have the rules for us in the morning.

Genna is taller than Christina at 5'11" and weighs about 160 pounds with measurements about 39c-34-40.

Christina and I didn't sleep much that nite and there was no sex. I couldn't understand why she accepted the fight. The fight would be held in two weeks. It would be a no holds barred match consisting of an unlimited number of 3-minute rounds with a 90-second rest. William wanted the ladies to fight naked. They were both eager to go topless and agreed to leave the choice of panties, thong or bikini to William. It will be a full contact match. Contestants will wear full contact gloves, elbow pads and a mouth guard. Contestants can be hit but not kicked when they are down and they will be no biting. A winner will be declared when a fighter is unconscious for 30 seconds or the referee determines that one fighter is unable to continue.

Next: Christina and Genna in a no holds barred fight. The winner to have a weekend with James. Does Bart get the loser??