Cowgirl Needed
By Charity


     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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