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“Of course. Take the surrey. The ponies know the way. The facilities are off the main corridor. Third door down.”
“Thanks, I’ll be right back. Could you have the harnesses taken off my ponies and have them put in my trailer. They might need watering too.”
“Of course. We will make them comfortable. They did amazingly well for new ponies. You should be very proud.”
As soon as Lady Victoria was out of sight, the Duchess turned to the two ponies and said, “Such smart ponies. How do we reward such smart ponies for besting my best? It should be something special. I know, would you like a good fucking? I bet the male would love a big, rough horse cock inside him.”
She pulled 6’s reins to her so her face was inches from hers and said, “And I’m sure you’d love to put that cock inside him.”
“Tony, Pricilla, bring the male pony to the low cross and strap him on. Then, fit the female with the biggest dong we have. The one we use for training purposes. And be quick. I want this done before the bitch gets back.”
9 struggled, but he was no match for the two strong gnomes. He had limited movement and his hands were lashed to his chest. He was strapped to a low cross, bent over with his hooves over the T. He was whinnying and snorting, so deep into the drugs and the scene he had forgotten he was human.
The gnomes grabbed 6 and strapped a huge, heavy, hard black rubber cock to her groin. She tried to kick them, but they were expert at avoiding the kicks.
The Duchess pulled her by her reins closer and closer to 9’s exposed rear.
Pricilla grabbed the cock when it was close to 9’s rear and started to rub it up and down across his hole.
Both horses were fighting this with all they were worth and losing.
9 felt the huge dong at his rear and tried to pull away.
“This is how it will work. We will insert the dong into the male. It you don’t pump, we will whip you until you do. In the end, you will fill him with your horse cock. It will tear him apart. When he has been sufficiently fucked, we will reverse it and he will fuck you. The next time you are supposed to lose, you will damn well lose.”
Pricilla said, “Here it comes, horsey,” and started to push the cock inside 9.
9 screamed in pain.
6 struggled trying to back away, but Tony kept pushing her forward. She moved back and forth, she pulled with all her might. If her damaged arm were stronger, she knew she could have broken the strap that held her. She grunted, pulled with all her might, and nothing happened. She grunted pulled again and the strap gave way with a pop. With one arm free, she had a ten-pound metal hoof to swing. She connected with Tony’s head hard. He went down like a bag of sand and stayed down.
Shocked, the Duchess let go of the reins.
Pricilla let go of 9 and ran for her cattle prod. She picked it up and turned to confront 6 but was not fast enough.
6 was on her, hitting her with her hoof and trying to kick her. Pricilla, like most bullies, was content to be cruel when she had the upper hand; confronted by an angry 6, she backed up and licked her wounds. She tried several times to move in on 6, and 6 repelled her. She was quick and angry and protecting 9 as best as she could.
The Duchess screamed at Pricilla to shock her, but the gnome was having no part of the fight.
9 was still bound to the cross.
6 backed up to him and protected him, waiting for the others to make a move.
No one noticed that Lady Victoria had returned.
“What the hell is going on here? Why is 9 bound to that cross?”
“Your pony went insane and attacked my man. He is injured. I have to get him to a doctor. Calm your pony down and get them out of here. I never want to see them or you again.”
Lady Victoria looked at 6 who, unable to speak, shook her head.
“6, 9, settle down. We are going to unbind you and lead you into the trailer. You will behave.”
6 calmed down and allowed Pricilla to lead her to the trailer. She unbuckled the body harnesses but left the bit on. She did the same with 9.
Tony started to come around. He had been stunned but not seriously injured. He made to lunge for 6, but the Duchess held him back. She had been bested too many times in one day by this group and just wanted them gone.
Lady Victoria loaded the two in the horse trailer, locked it up, and drove off. She regretted her trip. She had wanted the two to bond. She did not want them abused.
In the trailer, 6 took off 9’s bit, and 9 took off 6’s. They huddled together for a long time, physically and emotionally exhausted. 6 hugged 9 to her, and 9 curled up in her body. They lay there for half an hour before 6 felt the first kiss on her breast. It was sweet and gentle and oh so welcome. Then a hand caressed the other while the kissing continued.
They struggled to their knees and kissed as difficult as it was while the trailer moved through traffic.
9 unleashed all his pent up passion as their bodies mingled vertically. After the day of extreme exertions, they still had the energy for this, because they both wanted it so badly.
9 bent his head down and kissed 6’s breasts. Each kiss was like an erotic explosion to 6. Each kiss stimulated her in a new way, and she groaned with desire and need. She bent over on her haunches, 9 grabbed her waist and moved with her so 9 was on top of her.
It was as if his lips were on fire, because each kiss burned her, marked her, and made her hornier. The man had fire in his sweet lips. She wrapped her arms around 9, picked him up, easily lifting his 150 pounds as if he were a child, and laid him on the floor and began to kiss his wonderfully hard body. She bit one nipple then the other, and it was 9’s turn to groan and moan. 6 moved down to 9’s groin and kissed and licked his member. Now, the moans were louder. Suddenly, 9 rose again to his knees with 6, pushed her back so she was propped on her haunches again. His need was pure animal. Gone was the timid little loser who his father ridiculed. Gone was the failed accountant. The man in 9 was blossoming, and it was about to blossom inside 6.
He entered her in one strong, powerful thrust.
6 felt him inside her like she never felt any male ever before. This was a powerful man in all his manliness taking his conquest. For those minutes, 6 felt she was a fair maiden, and 9 was her knight. He exuded a power that made the climax all the more sweet. They came together harder than they ever did before. It was perfect and right and silently sealed something between them.
She heard him say, “You saved my life back there. That dong would have torn me apart.”
“Just returning the favor. Now, shut up and keep kissing,” she giggled.
In her haste to leave the ranch, Lady Victoria had failed to put the chastity bands back on her slaves. 6 and 9 made soft, gentle, sweet love until they arrived at the Institute. She heard the sounds of their orgasms from the cab of her SUV. There was much moaning and thrashing and an occasional scream. Lady Victoria smiled to herself as she pulled off the expressway. All according to plan. It was going all according to plan.
For the first time in a long time, 6 felt good loving a man. He was what she wanted if only there was a way to have him to herself. She’d take care of him, and if she suspected rightly, he’d find a way to take care of her.
Lady Victoria drove up to the Institute and into the underground garage. She had Wo Tun take both of the slaves out of the trailer and back down to the cells.
He picked each of the slaves up like they were bags of sand and put one on each shoulder. In a change, she had her man throw both of them in a single cell.
They lay there, too tired to move. They were locked in.
The last words 6 heard Lady Victoria say were, “Let them sleep until noon. They must be exhausted. I’ll talk to them tomorrow.”
CHAPTER EIGHT -
Payback
Tomorrow came too soon. They untangled themselves when roused by Wo Tun for they slept hugging each other all night. They were stiff and sore in many places. Their bodies were covered in rashes and red marks from the t
raining rod and the rough leather of the harnesses. Wo Tun let them clean up and eat. 6 and 9 showered together and had good, soapy fun while Wo Tun looked on disapprovingly, muttering under his breath that the Institute wasn’t running a slave spa.
9 whispered to 6, “Sure we are, just not for the slaves.”
“You’re right about that, baby, but there is something else going on here,” she whispered. “Keep your eye on Lady Victoria. This is like no whorehouse I’ve ever been in.”
* * * *
Lady Victoria was in her office doing the books when she got a telephone call from the Duchess.
“Hello, Victoria. How are you?”
Lady Victoria gave a frosty reply with, “Hello, Duchess. What can I do for you?” She didn’t want to be on the phone with this weirdo and hoped her tone would transmit that fact. She didn’t want to irritate her or start a yelling match, just politely end the conversation.
“I just want to tell you how sorry I am about what happened yesterday. I am not usually like that. I apologize for my behavior. If you want to send your people to me for training, I’ll honor our bet and train them for free. If you want them trained gently, I can do that too.”
Lady Victoria was a bit surprised by the change of attitude. “That’s okay, Duchess. It was hot. We were both cranky, and I guess 6 was a ringer. I had no idea she had hidden talents.”
“Later, after I whipped the Germans to within an inch of their lives and got my anger out, I had to laugh. Twenty or thirty teams have run that track and not one of them has used the hill to hop the competition. That was an amazing display now that I can be objective.”
“Well thank you. I’ll pass your compliments on to 6 and 9, and yes, maybe we can still do business.”
“That would be great. May I inquire how much you will be selling 6 and 9 for when their contracts are up? I’d give you $100,000 for the pair.”
“That’s quite a big amount of money. Why so much?”
“You know why. They love each other. I could tell by the way 6 fought us to protect 9. She fought like a tigress to protect her lover. And I saw 9’s distress when 6 stumbled. They are in love. What a wonderful addition to my stable they would be—two star-crossed lovers in the same stall. Breaking them would be so easy. If one did something wrong, just punish the other. They would quickly become my perfect pair. She is so beautiful, and he is actually adorable. I was totally wrong about them. They are a perfect pair.”
Lady Victoria thought to herself that 6 and 9’s blossoming love was pretty obvious even to this semi-sadist.
“No, 9’s contract is only for one year with a no sale clause. And I still don’t know what I am doing with 6. I will keep you in mind if I come to a decision.”
They exchanged pleasantries, and Lady Victoria hung up.
After a bit of a late breakfast served by Wang Ho, who also grumbled about serving slaves instead of the other way around, the two were led into Lady Victoria’s office. Like good little slaves, they knelt without being told.
Both Lady Victoria and Wo Tun smiled at that.
Lady Victoria said, “You are about to hear something from my lips you will probably never hear again. I’m very sorry about what happened yesterday. It went too far. I should have stopped it sooner. I never intended you to be in that kind of jeopardy.”
Both slaves nodded.
“Permission to speak, Miss?”
“Yes, 6. By the way, 6, the Duchess was so impressed with you that she just offered me $100,000 for you and 9. Not bad.”
“Wow, I’ve never heard of a slave going for that much. We didn’t do anything wrong when you left us at the barn. The Duchess tried to rape us both for winning the match. It wasn’t our fault.”
“I noticed the giant dong hanging between your legs. I thought something like that was happening. So, keep up the good work, you two. You are both coming along nicely. 9, you may go to the kitchen and bake some more scones. The last ones were delicious.”
9 blushed at the compliment but was secretly very proud of his cooking. “Thank you, Lady. I really like doing that. I was thinking that someday when I leave here, I might learn to bake for real and get a job in a bakery. I have realized that I was never meant to be an accountant and that fueled some of my self-destructive behavior.”
Surprised at the honest confession, Lady Victoria said, “9, that is very self-aware of you. Nice going. I hope you have more realizations like that and you will share them with me the next time we talk.”
“6, I’d like you to stay and assist me with something.”
After 9 left, Lady Victoria led 6 down a long corridor into an elevator and down to a sub-level that 6 had never seen. While they went down, Lady Victoria talked to 6.
“You acted like a champion yesterday. How did that make you feel?”
“It was awesome winning again. Even a stupid cart race. God, I love to win.”
“I’ll ask you again. What do you want when you leave here?”
“You know, after yesterday, I think I’d work in a bike shop someplace. I kind of miss it. And I guess I realized that there are many forms of winning. I was so hung up on my past life as a surfer, I couldn’t get past it. Now, I realize there are a lot of ways to get the same rush.”
“How are the cravings? Are you finally off the drugs?”
“A lot better, thanks. I think I’m getting addicted to something else.”
“Perhaps 9? What’s going on with you two?”
“I like him a lot. At first, I thought he was wimpy. But he saved me from the nut job who tried to brain me with the vase. And I like running things. He likes following. We make a good team.”
“What if I sold you two as a pair? Would that please you?”
“You’d do that? Really? Oh my God, that would be so cool. Can I discuss it with 9?”
“Yes, you may. Even the Duchess commented on how well you too worked together. You should think about marrying him.”
As the elevator finished its descent, 6 was left speechless and blushed bright red.
They came to a door that lady Victoria unlocked. It was a typical bondage room for the guests to play with the slaves in private sessions. There were shackles, bondage tables, whips, and paddles. The space cost a minimum of $1,000 per hour, and most days and nights, the space was filled.
Today, 6 was surprised to see Max, Eve’s husband, lashed to a padded horse with his butt in the air. Eve was there, dressed in skin-tight black leather from head to toe, hugging a huge, thug-like guy with a crooked nose.
Lady Victoria went to a shelf, got some smelling salts and put it under Max’s nose.
He awoke with a shout and struggled in the cuffs. “What the fuck. Eve, what are you doing?”
“I told you not to fuck up at work. I told you not to fuck all the secretaries and let it get around. You got your ass canned, didn’t you? Time to pay the piper, baby.”
“Let me off this, you crazy bitch. You can’t do this to me!” Max struggled in the cuffs that held him face down on the padded horse.
“I can and I will. First, we are going to fuck you hard. At least I’ll have a slave do it. I can’t imagine going near your diseased body again.”
“Then, Ronnie and I will box you up for your trip to Mexico where we have a plastic surgeon waiting to make you the cutest she-male.”
“What the fuck are you talking about. This isn’t funny anymore.”
“No, it is not funny. Let me finish. Your face will be changed. Your Adam’s apple removed and voice modified. You’ll get nice, big tits and a thin waist. Lots more junk in the trunk. You’ve always had the flattest ass. I want something more squeezable. The most important thing will be to permanently lock up your nasty little thing in steel. First, you will get a piercing down there. When that heals, a tube goes over your nasty thing and a rod goes through the tube, your cock, then the other side of the tube. The tube is capped with a tiny hole for your pee. The ends of the rod are flattened. There will be no locks to pick. You
will never get hard again unless you want to be in pain. You see, you’ll know it is there, but you will never use it again.”
“Please, Eve, I know I haven’t been perfect, but I don’t deserve this. Don’t do this. I can change. I can get another job. I can stop screwing around.”
“Too late. After you’ve healed, I’ll keep you around as my servant for a while. You’ll lick me every night. I’ll put a cock in you every night. When I am done with you, I will probably send you to one of Daddy’s Mexican brothels. Life expectancy is so low down there, or maybe I’ll think up another, more evil way to make your life hell. You’ve been a slut through our whole marriage, so now, you get to be one full time. And the best part, you put all the money and the townhouse in my name for tax purposes. By the way, you’re new name is Maxine.”
“Noooooooooooo!”
“I want her ass fucked really, really well. Then her mouth. Then her ass. Have the girl do it so she knows she is lower than a slave.”
6 was instructed to put on a huge cock and lube and penetrate Maxine. She couldn’t help but see the irony in this. Yesterday, she was almost forced to fuck 9, now she was going to fuck one of 9’s abusers. It gave her a bit of satisfaction to know this user would be used. Also, that his cock would be permanently put out of action. She wasn’t a mean person by nature. She strapped on the ten-inch dong, holding back a giggle as she looked in the mirror and saw the nasty thing bobbing in front of her, got a jar of lube from a shelf, and came up on Maxine’s rear. She lubed his rear and the cock, carefully taking a long time to relax Maxine’s rear. He couldn’t help but moan at her gentle teasing.
When he was ready, she put a bit of her finger into Maxine’s rear, lubing him inside. She found his prostate and slowly and carefully stroked it with her finger. Maxine moaned like a whore in heat, and Eve snickered. Then, 6 rubbed the dong around Max’s rear then pushed. The head went in well, even though it must have been more than two inches across. 6 wondered if this was the first time Maxine has had something up his butt.