TWO SLAVES DRAGGED COLIN INTO THE ROOM. They stopped where instructed by one of the Mistresses. His bondage had changed in preparation for his role in "the game." He now wore a tight rubber hood, blocking his sight. His mouth was still gagged, but with a cunningly designed dual-purpose gag. His mouth was filled with a rubber ball, while a slender black latex dildo protruded outward. Elbows bent, his wrists were chained at his waist, attached to a tightly cinched leather belt. He could move his hands slightly in all directions. A strap hung down from the front of the belt, its purpose obvious to all but the blindfolded Colin.

The Mistress took his leash in her hand, and pulled Colin down to his knees. Because of his bondage, he had to rest his head on the floor. Reaching between his legs, the Mistress grabbed the leather strap, and pulled it toward her. Expertly, she slipped the metal cock ring around his genitals. She pulled on the strap, eliciting a grunt from the man kneeling before her.

Colin gasped as the Mistress plunged the butt plug into his hole. She pulled the strap tight, forcing the hard plastic deep inside him, then cinched the strap. Grasping the hairy "tail" which protruded from the butt plus, she wiggled it around, making Colin moan at the most delightful sensations.

Lady Meranda smiled at the crowd of onlookers as she connected two wires, one black and one red, to a small box on the back of the leather belt around Colin's waist. Stepping back about ten paces, she held her hand high for all to see the small pocket sized device she held. Deftly, she pushed a button on the device.

Immediately, a red light glowed on the box attached to the slave's waist belt. Still kneeling, his hips began to buck. A moan of intense pleasure could be heard by all around. Lady Meranda smiled.

"Just a little toy," she explained to the crowd with a wicked grin. "It's a remote controlled electrical toy. When I turn this switch, the butt plug inside him begins to pulse. But if I turn this switch ..." She turned the rheostat at the top of the box.

The audience oohed and aahed as Colin suddenly raised himself up on his hands, his back arching, his pelvis thrusting, his cock suddenly engorged and a vibrant purple.

"... our hound receives on his cock and balls, a small electrical shock guaranteed to drive a slave wild."

The dominants in the room hooted and applauded at this unexpected show. The assembled slaves trembled in fear and delight that their Tops might invest in such a toy.

Colin collapsed in a heap, his chest heaving, as Lady Meranda turned off the device. She looked over toward Julia and gestured with her latex covered hand.

Julia was raised to her feet. The chain around her ankle jangled as she stood.

Lady Meranda smiled.

"As you know, Mistresses and Masters, we're about to watch two slaves play Fox and Hound." A round of applause. "First, the hound. A strong male, with great equipment," She gestured at Colin, stroking his body. He shivered in pleasure. "Then there's our fox." She stroked Julia's breasts. "A comely creature, our fox, don't you think?" Lady Meranda hand trailed sensually down Julia's body, making the girl wriggle at the touch. The Mistress' hand stopped when it reached the fur between the girl's legs. Julia threw her head back as fingers stroked her clit and hot slit.

The crowd applauded, eager for the show to begin.

"Some basic rules, Mistresses and Masters," continued Lady Meranda. "Some of you have won the pleasure of joining in our fox hunt - remember, you can encourage the hound by whipping him, but the fox is not to be beaten." She smiled wickedly at Julia. "Not yet, that is." She continued, "if the hound can catch the fox, he can have her, after which she will be punished. If he can't catch her, then he will be punished. As you can see, just as in a real fox hunt, the fox can see the hounds, but the hound cannot see the fox. He must hunt by his sense of smell."

Lady Meranda withdrew her hand from between Julia's legs. She smeared the girl's juices under Colin's nose. The crowd laughed.

"And now, let the hunt begin!" Lady Meranda stepped back, leaving the two slaves, the fox and the hound, in the centre of the room. The gathering formed a circle around the perimeter, Dominants stroking their slaves as they waited for the "hunt" to begin in earnest.

Colin, the "hound", blindfolded, a furry tail hanging from his hindquarters, a black plastic dildo for a snout, flexed his arms and discovered he would be able to grab the girl - if he can find her.

One of the mistresses leaned forward. ""Come on, you lazy hound! Get the fox!" she cried as she and lashed out with her whip. The long sinewy leather struck her target across his left buttock. He jumped forward, instinctively to his left. Julia the fox, eyes wide with the realization that even in his bondage the male slave could still grab and hold her, moved away from him. The tether chain jangled against the floor.

Disoriented in his blindness, the hound literally danced as slaps and lashes urged him on. He twisted and turned, trying desperately to hunt and to get out of the way of the unseen whips. Guided sometimes in the right direction, sometimes not, he advanced toward the fox.

Julia backed away from him, stopping, then shifting her weight from moved from side to side, uncertain of which way to go, sensing that inevitably there was no escape. She stepped back as if to flee, and found herself in the grip of one of the spectators. The Master pinched her nipple, than smacked her on the ass. Julia jumped forward, almost into the reach of the hound. The crowd cheered. Wielding their whips, the hunters urged the hound closer to her.

Colin stumbled as he reached blindly for the girl-fox. He heard her squeal as his hand slid off slick rubber. He started with the realization that he was hunting the red-haired slave he had so desired! Lust urged him on.

The assembled Masters and Mistresses reveled as the game of fox and hound progressed. Julia barely escaped capture on several occasions, twisting and turning out of harm's way.

Then the hound stepped on her tether. She was trapped! The onlookers roared their pleasure, anticipating "the kill".

Suddenly the hound dropped down on all fours, thoughts of his prey forgotten as a pulse of electricity roared through his captive member. Lady Meranda turned to the crowd, smiling, holding the remote control on high.

Julia pulled with her ankle, freeing herself from her predicament. Quickly she moved as far away as possible from where the hound knelt. Her eyes were wide at the sight of his engorged cock. She felt her juices flow to her innermost feminine core, as thoughts of being impaled on his throbbing pink and purple flesh came unbidden to her mind. A small drool of saliva escaped out of her mouth.

A mistress slashed at the kneeling hound, urging him to get up and get on with the hunt. Blindfolded and bound, he struggled to his feet and began wandering to and fro. He grasped a slave girl who was at the edge of the crowd, pulling her to his chest. The watching Masters and Mistresses hooted and catcalled, as Lady Meranda took charge of her hound.

"Not that one, you stupid dog!" she growled. Using her whip, she slashed at the hound's thighs and buttocks until he was turned in the right direction. "Now, get the fox!" she demanded.

Colin moved forward, grabbing at air. Julia sidled sideways, eyes always on the slowly advancing male. Then he tripped over the tether chain that attached to Julia's ankle.

The hound stopped cold in his tracks.

Julia dashed sideways, kicking with her foot, trying to get the tether chain out of the hound's reach.

Laughter shook the room as the hound tried to stomp on the chain, only to miss each time. The hunters used their whips artfully, causing him to jump and dance, adding to the spectacle. Julia moved faster, trying to keep from being pinned down.

Suddenly, she could not move her leg. She was caught! He stood firmly on the tethering chain, reaching for her in his darkness. Inexorably, he advanced. Julia felt his hand graze her arm. She turned to see where he was, and found herself almost in his embrace. She twisted around, trying to pull away.

Too late! A strong hand grabbed her arm, pulling her backward. She tried to wriggle free, but felt herself pulled closer to him. Then both her arms were in his grasp.

She felt his heat as he pulled her close, his chest against her back. His swollen cock pushed against her buttock. As she tried again to wriggle free, she felt the hard meat slide into the crack of her ass. Instinctively, lustfully, she pressed closer against him. A cheer from the crowd broke her lust-filled reverie. Realization dawned on her - she was about to be fucked by this stranger! Julia started to wiggle free from his embrace.

Stepping on her tether, the hound tried to hold his squirming captive still. Her writhing was driving him crazy with desire.

"Doggie style!" some wag in the audience shouted. Then everyone took up the cry. Lady Meranda twisted the button on the remote. The hound released his prey, falling to his knees. Recovering quickly, he grabbed the tether with his hands and pulled.

Caught once more! The hound flipped Julia over on her stomach, gorgeous round white globes raised in the air. Crawling forward, he plunged himself inside her hot wet core. Julia screamed aloud her humiliation.

A master in leather chaps, a g-string covering his crotch, shouted his pleasure. He held a ticket aloft to cheers from the gathered dominants. He moved forward from the crowd. He grasped Julia's hair, and pulled her face up. She saw his purple-headed shaft approach her open mouth. She moaned in torment as the two cocks invaded her at the same time.

The hound pumped into the fox, his reward for good performance, while she worshipped the stranger's phallus as it plunged back and forth past her lips.

The crowd applauded, enjoying the show.