There are not many cars around, Mary thought to herself.
But then again it was the only barn in sight. She squinted into the morning sun.
"Damn my agent, fuckin' jerk! Sending me way the
hell out here
for cowgirl photos . . . " she muttered under her breath. With a flick of her
long blond hair she floored it, fishtailing her car up the gravel drive. Parking next
to the only visible door, Mary sighed.
"Yuchh - it already smells like horses."
Slipping on her boots, Mary stepped out of the car. Taking a
minute to smooth her dress - it was the shortest cowgirl dress she could find - she
wanted to make sure she made the sexiest first impression she could. The neckline
plunged nearly to the waist, causing Mary's ample 38C tits to strain tightly against
the cloth. She ran her hands across them and then down to her strong thighs. Mary was
proud of her legs, long and lean.
"Perfect!" Adding her picture-perfect smile to
complete the package, Mary approached the door to the barn. With a slight tug the door
opened and she stepped into the darkness. The air inside the barn seemed stifling -
and rank - compared to outside, but that was the least of her worries. It was
also empty.
"What's going on here?" Mary asked herself, taking
another step into the barn. Now she was angry. If I came all the way out here for
nothing . . .
A sudden rustling of clothing from behind caught Mary by
surprise, but as she turned to see what was happening a strong grip caught her by the
arm and whirled her back around. She couldn't see what was happening. Panic-stricken,
Mary lunged back with a heel but missed whoever was behind her, twisting herself off
balance.
"Wha-" A strong hand clamped down over Mary's face
pressing a rag to her mouth, and within quick seconds her struggles weakened. As she
deeply inhaled the overpowering fumes from the chloroformed rag, Mary fought to remain
conscience but failed miserably, her eyes rolling back to reveal their glistening whites.
She could hear a deep-throated chuckle echoing inside her head, but could not understand
what it meant. Finally, unable to resist any longer, Mary succumbed to the clouding
darkness.
Tucking away the chloro-soaked rag, Mary's attacker watched
as the blonde beauty crumpled to the ground. Limp as a bundle of rags, she slept
peacefully, unaware of what was in store for her. You better enjoy it, he
thought, a sly smile spreading across his face. Lord knows, you won't like what's
coming next . . .
Mary's mind reeled in a foggy haze. Her pussy was on fire.
What was going on? Mary wiggled and squirmed as the roughly sharpened edge of- of
something bit into her tender cunt. Whatever it was, it was uncomfortable as
hell and actually starting to hurt her. What is that? she thought. It- it
feels like a- like a sawhorse-
Slowly, Mary opened her eyes. She saw only darkness.
"Oh, good," she muttered, "it was only a
dream," Just then flood lights blinked on, blinding Mary and making the
startled girl cry out. Only then did she realize she had been gagged. Her dress and
panties had been removed, as well.
As her big brown eyes watered and grew accustomed to the
light, Mary's situation became all too clear. Her arms had been secured tightly behind
her back, and her feet had been spread three feet apart, also secured tightly. The
weight of her whole body was resting on her pussy! She shook her head trying to
understand and comprehend the pain.
"Welcome, cowgirl!" a voice said from behind her.
"It's time we start your training . . . the race is in six hours, you know.".
The man uncuffed Mary's ankles and roughly led her to a waist
high table. Pushing her face down, he secured her ankles to the sturdy legs of the
table, then gave her a quick looking over. Her cunt and ass were starting to turn a
nice shade of pink already, but he knew it would take much more training to make her
ready. He wheeled a cart next to her.
"First thing we're going to do is clean that cute little
ass of yours, Mary," he said. The man inserted a large nozzle into her wiggling
ass, pushing it in slowly. Mary screamed into the gag as the nozzle was forced deep
into her virgin ass, and the pain it caused her was so intense Mary thought she was
going to die. Then he opened the nozzle.
Amused by Mary's frantic squirming, the man laughed and adjusted
the flow to a slow trickle. " What do you think, Mary - two quarts of horse piss
should get you into the spirit of things, eh?"
Mary bucked on the table, screaming at the man. The gag muffled
her words into choked squeaks, and bound as tightly as she was Mary was helpless to do
anything except sob in humiliation. She fought the need to vomit as she felt her stomach
wretching.
It was not too bad at first, but as more time passed Mary
could feel the warm liquid slowly filling her bowels. Soon after that the cramping
began. Mary groaned. Her ass wanted to explode. But still more of the vile liquid
was drained into her. Disgustedly, Mary could feel her stomach distending beneath her,
and as pain flashed through her body she trembled and shook as the last of the horse
piss filled her ass.
The man returned to remove the nozzle - doing it slowly to add
to her torment - and watched as her puckered hole expanded around the plump nozzle.
Working it in and out a few extra times for a little added fun, he pinched Mary's clit.
Horse piss squirted a good two feet out of her ass before he was able to plug her asshole
with a large butt plug.
"Not a good sign . . . " he said to himself, looking
down at the girl. Mary had passed out.
When Mary awoke she found herself hanging by her wrists. Her
feet were held wide by a length of metal pole. The man was back, stroking her clit with
one hand while the other hand attached alligator clips to her nipples. As the sharp
teeth from the clips bit painfully into the sensitive nubs of flesh - now achingly
stiff from her sense of fear - Mary moaned into her gag, twisting helplessly in the
air. The man responded by rolling her clit between his fingers. Immediately, Mary felt
a warm flush creep over her flesh, and to her horror she could feel her pussy getting
wet. He was arousing her! How could this be happening?!
The man continued stroking Mary's clit, teasing her, exciting
her even more. A soft mewl escaped from between her gagged lips and the man looked up
smiling. Unable to control herself Mary rocked her hips forward, squirming under his
touch, seeking more.
Thwaacck!
Mary screamed suddenly, her back arching at the sudden pain.
"No!" she cried into her gag, "He's whipping my pussy!!!"
Thwackkk!
Tthwaack!
Tthwackk!
The whip slashed down, cutting into Mary's cunt. She strained
and arched to avoid the sting, but still it came. Over and over, tenderizing her cunt.
The man smiled to himself as he saw her cunt turn bright red and begin to swell. He
added clips to her cuntlips, pulling them wide apart with chains which fastened snugly
around her hips.
Thwackkkkk!
The whip struck Mary's clit. Her eyes bulged and she screamed,
straining wildly in a bizarre dance. It was all for nothing. Again and again the whip
slashed down, punishing her clit and tearing at her inner cunt. And it continued until
finally, once again, she fainted.
The pain Mary felt straining her arms was nothing compared to
the extreme agony of her beaten cunt; while she had been passed out the man had taken
a wire brush and scrubbed her pussy raw! Mary's cunt was swollen to three times its
normal mound.
While Mary sobbed at this newest and most painful violation,
the man returned and held a bucket under her. He removed the anal plug. Quickly, shit
and brown-tinged horse piss shot from her asshole, filling the bucket.
"Now smile pretty, Mary," the man told her, "Our
guests will be here soon."
Soon voices began filtering into the darkness. Confused, Mary
searched the darkness but the bright lights shining on her blinded her, leaving her
with only faint glimpses of silhouettes moving in the shadows.
Then the betting began.
Before Mary had time to wonder who was betting what or even
what 'the betting' was about, they were upon her.
Rough fingers probed her cunt. Mary pleaded for help, begging
them to stop, but her muffled cries sounded more like erotic groans. The men continued
fondling her and their attentions became more demanding, even rougher. A large hand
groped one of her tits and hefted it, testing its weight. Suddenly, the hand clamped
down tightly, squeezing her tit painfully in a vise-like grip. Mary screamed. Why was
this happening? Why were these men doing this to her?
Another hand slapped hard against her ass, a severe stinging
blow that started some of the other men spanking her, as well. Mary screamed into her
gag, sobbing as the men abused her. In the background she could hear the bids going
even higher.
Finally the men started to move away, but Mary's relief was
short-lived; she was being raised back into the air, for what terrible purpose she
could only guess. She groaned when she saw the sawhorse being positioned underneath
her again.
Mary was lowered slowly until her puffy cunt barely grazed
the sharpened wood and she was able to stand - though wobbly - on her toes. Nipple
clips were re-attached, only this time heavy weights were added and hung by thick
strings from them, causing the most horrid pain each time she moved even slightly.
Suddenly, the men around her became very quiet, whispering
amongst themselves. They watched the young beauty's torment in silence, appreciating
her beauty, enjoying the look of panic on her tear-stained face as her legs began to
tremble.
As sweat began glistening on her flesh, Mary now knew she
would not be able to hold herself up. They had lowered her down upon the sawhorse
only moments before and already she was struggling.
"This should help her ride," a man said, coming
forward thru the group. It was the man who had abducted her, the one who had been
torturing her all day. Her eyes went wide with fear.
"No!" Mary screamed thru her gag, begging the man
not to do what she thought he was going to do. She knew it would do her no good, but
she didn't know what else to do. Was this nightmare never going to end?!
The man gave Mary a twisted smile, but ignored her pleas for
mercy. Twisting off the lid of the container he held in his hand, he dug his fingers
inside and after getting them nice and goopy he smeared a large handful of Icy Hot on
the sharp wooden board just under her cunt. Just to make sure things were really
interesting, he dug back into the container and got some more, caking the thick, greasy
substance on the board nice and thick.
"Yeah, that should help you ride nicely," he said,
giving her another quick smile before turning and walking away.
Mary was helpless. She had no strength left to fight. After
one last attempt at holding out, her legs gave out and she lowered her raw cunt onto
the sharpened edge of the sawhorse.
Mary's eyes rolled back into her head as she lowered her pussy
onto the board, mushing the thick glop of Icy Hot across her swollen mound and smearing
it deep inside her cunt. Cool at first, the greasy substance seemed to actually soothe
her raw and beaten womanflesh. Then slowly, like a nest of angry biting ants spreading
outward from her loins, the heat began to overwhelm her. Hot waves of burning pain shot
up from her pussy, and with each passing second the burning became more and more
intense.
Mary screamed for all she was worth, rising to her toes again.
The men cheered, shouting and yelling as they watched the pretty blonde's tits bounce
and jiggle as she began to ride the horse.
Mary's mind reeled as she strained to remain on her toes, but
soon she had no strength left to fight and her body failed her. Once again her cunt
rode the horse. Sobbing violently Mary rocked back and forth, trying to find some
place on the board that would offer relief. She found none, not that it would have
mattered; in order to keep the young woman motivated, her captor grabbed the weights
on her nipple clips and pulled them sharply, causing Mary to rise to her toes in
reflex.
Mary's legs gave out even more quickly this time, and soon she
was riding the horse again. Faster and faster she moved, always squirming, crying,
moving up and down. Pushing her hips forward and back, looking for a less painful spot
to land her cunt.
The men cheered in excitement as a riding crop was brought
out and passed around for all to use on Mary's tits and ass, persuading the tortured
girl to ride faster. She did.
Mary was now mindlessly humping the sawhorse at a very fast
pace, almost oblivious to the men beating her with the crop. Her cunt was so swollen
it no longer had any clearance above the horse. Even so, it took 48 minutes for her to
faint.
A man stepped out of the crowd - the one who had chosen that
time slot - and walked up to the Mary's limp body. He began to fondle her abused cunt.
Already he was thinking of ways to improve her training. The man smiled; he loved
winning. What was not to love? Not only did he win cash - a lot of cash - but
he also won Mary. He placed a collar around her neck. Slapping her face to bring her
to, the man led the frightened girl outside and secured her to the inside of
the horse trailer.
"I'll have her back in two days," he
announced to the others, who were now crowding around to watch as the sexy
blonde was being readied for transport.
"I think she just may break our record . . . "
As the trailer pulled away, tears welled up in Mary's eyes.
Her now twisted mind knew it would take more than two days of training to set a record,
but a record for what? She sobbed knowing that she would be finding out very
soon. And as her cunt juice started to run down her legs, Mary shivered.
THE END
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