Fantasy or Reality
written and orgasmed over by poenkitten
53. Two Outta Three Ain't Bad
"you love your Master, your love the pain, you do not want to ever
leave him, anything he wants you freely do...you love your Master, you
love the pain, you do not want to leave him, anything he wants you
freely do" NuBaby did not know which was worse, as her mind slowly
faded, caught in the whirlwind of pain and control.
Each drop of dilute saline landed full upon her open eyes, they
burned, they itched...oh GOD how they hurt, but she could still see.
Still see, watching each drop slowly form and begin to break free to
fall...followed slowly by another. Always the tape kept repeating the
words, low..almost too low to hear, and her mind began to repeat them
even as her throat raw from screaming fell silent. She struggled, her
mind rebelling and fighting the nearly hypnotic cadence, her resolve
firming only to break again and again on the pain as the vacuum
flushed her bladder painfully full to burn with the peppermint and as
she would grow nearly used to it, reverse to suck it out again. Each
reversed tide seemingly expanding and crushing the tender organs out
pulling them nearly from their beds.
She was unaware when LAGuardian and Tony came to check on her, she
neither saw nor heard them, her mind captive to the pain and torment.
Her mind danced in a whirlpool, alone and unaware as they changed the
water to pure in the vacuum, flushing her womb and changing it again,
until the waters ran clear. Slowly it filled and deflated her uterus
taking nearly 30 minutes for each cycle. LA and Tony checked the girls
eyes, as they stared blankly up at the forming drops...nodding LA
turned the drip down just a hair. Her eyes were still moist, the lids
trembling as they attempted to blink. Each drop matched the cadence of
the tape, slowly falling with each command, each suggestion. At a
gesture from La, Tony brushed his hand over the raw pierced cunt lips,
easing his fingers just inside the mouth. He was careful not to
dislodge the catheter as he probed and touched the tenderized flesh.
PAIN.....SHEER TORMENT burst across the macerated flesh and NuBaby
bucked. Insidiously the tape continued, the drops fell and her body
began to respond, her cunt growing wetter and tighter against his
probing fingers Tony smiled as the captives cunt began to rhythmically
clench and release trying to draw his fingers inside. LA made note of
it...and nodded. Removing his fingers and brushing them across his own
cock so hard in his pants, Tony reluctantly turned from the girl.
LaGuardian figured another hour or so...and she would no longer fight
what was done to her. As he lead the way upstairs, neither of them saw
the girl force her tormented mouth to form the
words...more.....please.
Brandy spent much of the day being worked by Adam, moving side by side
with Merilee. The Wolfhounds and Shepherd had each had several goes at
her and her, cunt still seeped their leavings. Brandy performed as she
knew Glen would want her too, she figured that Adam would give a full
report to him when he picked her up. The sun was sinking in the sky
when she was finally led back to the house. She heeled to Adam's left
following Merilee. Her eyes took in the swollen slit of the other
woman, the dog cum drying on her thighs...and knew that she was not
much better. Inside she was feeling a pain she did not
understand...she had only been in Glens possession for a few days, but
already she was coming to be very fond of him. This was not her owner
commanding her, it was not Bruno using her...and she felt...strangely
as if she was whoring around. She did not understand the feelings
within her heart. She was a captive, forced into this...but found that
her desire was for her captors hand. Unable to hear she would not even
know when he arrived...or if he would. That fear...that he would not
come for her...would not take her...home...god..did she really think
of it as home..was more painful than the thought that she would never
be free again.
Adam watched her with wise eyes, as she found a space and lay on one
of the blankets. He pulled his own Merilee into his lap, fondling and
kissing the love of his life. He was not a cruel man, had known how
wild Merilee was when he married her. It had hurt him badly when she
was whoring around. He knew that such a fine looking woman, so bright
and bubbly would be sought after by so many men, but he had never
thought that she would succumb to their advances. He knew that she
needed a lot more loving than he had been able to give her and tried
to turn a blind eye to her escapades, until she had run off with that
no account wife stealer taking almost $20,000 with her. She'd come
back like a whipped dog when he ran off with the money, and he'd taken
her back..willing to forgive her if she never stepped out on him
again. But she changed, began nagging at him, no matter what he did,
what he gave her it was never enough and she had grown contemptuous of
him in bed, turned cold to him. Adam was not a cruel man but he was a
proud one, and even his patience had an end. When she had taken to
petting up the dogs instead of hugging and kissing him it had been
more than he could stand. A friend had introduced him to Dr.
Mary...and that and $10,000 was all it took. Merilee went to sleep one
night after a good meal and drinks and woke up 5 days later in Marys
private surgery. No more nagging, no more cutting remarks about the
way he made love to her..no more running off. It had taken nearly
three months for her to come to grips with it and she that she had
driven him to these exxtremes...but now..now he had his Merilee back.
Loving and warm, always ready for a roll in the bedroom or a romp with
the dogs. He still couldn't match her appetite for fucking, but hell
the dogs did that and they didn't want much more than to laze about,
run down a rabbit or two and eat.
Merilee's rasping noises from her throat as she became aroused by her
husbands hand and lips was music to his ears. He would have still like
to have had her talking to him, but a man had to make sacrifices.
Brandy watched with saddened eyes as Merilee pulled herself around and
presented her hungry cunt to her husband. She could see the love and
joy between them as Adam plowed into his wifes cunt...and a touch of
envy washed over her...even this woman, robbed of voice and legs and
fingers was loved and accepted. Brandy did not hear Glen knock or open
the door. He and Adam had traded keys long ago and he knew that if
Adam didn't answer he was probably busy. Brandy lay on one of the
rugs, silently watching a look of longing on her face mixed with
something else. Glen watched her for a moment and then walked over.
Brandy caught the movement of his shoes as he walked up on her. Her
head snapped up and with a formless moan of delight and joy, crawled
over to him. Her lunge upwards as she hugged his knees caught Glen by
surprise. He looked down into a face he had never thought to see...one
of happiness and joy at his presence. It was with a cry of happiness
that he lifted the girl into his arms and sank to the floor with her.
His hands explored and petted her as his lips met hers. There was no
fight to Brandy, no stiffening in fear, only warm and wonderful woman
accepting and loving in his arms as he bore her to the floor.
Grimli and Wildrose worked side by side, their flesh covered in rivers
of sweat as the sun grew hotter and hotter. Gene was merciless...his
whip driving them up and down the hillside at as fast a pace as they
could maintain. Each load now weighed in at nearly 800 lbs. and the
two struggled and fought for each step as the sled sank into the soft
loam. Lizette too felt the heat of the day and the weight bearing her
down as she was trotted up and down the hillside bearing Eisanna.
Rarely did the woman take a moment off from tapping at her flanks,
urging her faster. The long morning drew near to noon before Gene
called a halt. Eisanna dismounted from lizette and the mar rested
gratefully in the shade of a tree as Gene broke out the lunch basket
he had packed. The sweat drying on the skin of the two draft ponies
attracted the voracious horseflies over to attack and bite at the
salty flesh. Miserably Grimli and Wildrose tried to shoo the flies
away from them, only to have them return to bite at the welts again
and again. A small stream nearby called to them with the coolness of
the water, but they had few ways to enjoy it. Hitched to a tree they
could not wander over and take a dip in the water streaming
past...thirsty they could only taste the water in their imaginations.
Gene and Eisanna noticed the longing looks that the three slaves gave
to the cool stream. But Gene was also extremely well versed in caring
for human ponies. To allow them to drink their fill or even to plunge
into the cold waters would bring them only cramps, charley horses, and
sick stomachs. They needed to cool down first before they could be fed
or watered. Finally Grimli and Wildrose slumped into the traces..the
harnesses holding their tired bodies up as they tried to rest and
ignore the flies.
Eisanna and Gene shared a bit of talk with the roast beef sandwiches,
wine and fresh apples. Enjoying the coolness under the trees as the
time passed. "Hmmm you really don't need to drive her so hard
Eisanna...she is a good mare and sure footed...she will keep up." "Yes
but she does respond so wonderfully as she is ridden...I Love her
gait...do you think we could teach my pair to drive...maybe a carriage
or cart? Grimli I am sure would make a good hunter...though I may have
to geld him to keep his mind on...business and not on fucking
wildrose" Gene laughed and rose to see to the care of his mare and of
the two others. He ran his hands down lizettes body, testing the
muscle tone and checking to see if she was cooling well. Picking up
her feet on at a time he checked for cracks in the callous and stone
bruises, finally moving his hand up between her splayed legs and
probing her sex. He smiled at what he found there, so wet and
responsive that her cunt clenched tight about his fingers, milking
them. Lizettes moan told him that she was heated and ready to accept
her Master when he wanted her. Loosening the bit he unhitched her and
led her to the stream. "Go ahead beauty...you can cool off and drink."
Lizette cast a grateful eye to her Master as she slowly entered the
stream and allowed the cold water to sooth the ache from her muscles .
She dared not get the saddle wet and knew that the leather straps of
the harness would shrink as they dried, but...the water felt so good
and she bent her head to drink...her tail streaming out beside her in
the current.
Pulling the mare from the stream before she had completely slaked her
thirst, he led her watching for any sign of limping and re-hitched her
to the tree. Grimli and wildrose looked at lizette with a measure of
envy...she did not have to pull the logs, and had been cared for,
allowed to cool off in the water. Sadly they turned their heads and
looked at Gene. With a laugh Gene walked over to them. He did not want
to get them soaked down, as it would make the harnesses chaff as they
pulled but he was not going to let them suffer...too much. Un-hitching
them he clucked and yanked on the reins. Grimli and Wildrose threw
themselves into the creaking harnesses and began to rock the sled into
moving. Every step was agony as they lunged toward the seductive
stream of crystal cold water. Each muscle strained as it called
sweetly to their hot, tired bodies. Finally their feet sank into the
cool mud and grass over the bank and Gene urged them into the water.
They were only allowed as far as their thighs, but even that was
enough to bring a sense of ease to their weary flesh. Gene removed his
boots and stepped in a small bucket in his hands...scooping water from
the stream he poured it over their heads and flesh washing them down
but not soaking the harness completely. Carefully he watered them
pouring the water into their open mouths. His kindness was not without
high price though. Numbed from the labor and the speed at which they
had been driven all morning, they had not thought of what it was to
mean to exit the stream. They could not go forward, the stream was too
deep for the sled and turning would be hell and a futile
exercise...that meant that they could only back up the heavily loaded
sled in the soft ground of the bank. Gene grinned and flourished the
whip as Eisanna stepped onto the sled and gathered the reins.
PPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!
SLLLLLLLLLAAAAAASHHHHHHHHHHH,
CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK, the whip caught them
thighs and chest...groins and legs as Gene began to whip them into
shoving backwards. Eisanna yanked and snapped the reins pulling at
their mouths to guide them as the stream bed of round rocks and soft
silt worked against them. Over and over the whip fell as they pushed
and struggled backwards...one inch, two, a foot, ever backwards they
fought for ground until they could climb onto the streams soft bank
again. Trembling they kept up the backwards walk as Eisanna guided
them into turning the sled. finally pointed up hill again, they lunged
forward, fighting the inertia of the sled to start up toward the barn
with the wood. Gene swung up into the saddle on lizettes back, her
groan as his weight settled making him smile as he urged his mare to
catch up and laid the whip into the straining draft ponies to get them
stepping faster.
NuBaby never realized when LaGuardian stopped the drip and began to
remove the apparatus...Mary sat between her legs and began to pull the
catheter from her uterus, NuBaby's only reaction a soft moan. Tony
looked up at LAGuadian..."Broken so easily?..she has fought me every
step of the way." "No only the first step in conditioning
her...release the straps yourself..let her focus on you her Master as
the first thing that she sees." Tony quickly released the slave, but
she remained moaning softly her body open and unmoving. His expert
hands flexed the girls stiff body working the joints until they moved
easily. An eternity seemed to pass between each blink of the girls
eyes...matching the drip of water that had been her only relief and
site for 3 hours. Tony leaned over her so that her eyes would see only
his face. Slowly, she seemed to focus on him...her dark eyes losing
the blank stare and beginning to show intelligence again. LA pressed a
wet sponge into his hand and tony brushed it against the cracked and
parched lips of his cunts mouth. Eagerly she sucked at the water it
contained...her eyes never leaving his face. Dry he pulled it from
her...and her head tried to follow. "No slut..I say when you drink and
what." Her eyes dropped.
Tony picked her slight form up from the table and set her on the
floor. Weak and in pain she could barely hold herself upright.
Glancing at LA who nodded, he pulled his cock from his pants..."Suck
it Whore." NuBaby hesitated as he spoke the command, her mind trying
to fight the conditioning, but yielding and taking his hard cock into
her mouth so recently pierced and ravaged by the cactus...began to
suck and lick her Masters cock. She barely questioned the wave of
hunger and need that washed over her cunt as the pain in her mouth
began to drive her toward cumming.....
