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Coach #20
by Paladin
After the collection of the checks and their tabulation by Ralph
and Larry the ponies were lead to the grassy area by the bar
cart.
Larry held the ranes of all four of the captive nudes as they
awaited their disposition. Cathy, being the newest apprentis
pony, sought to close her legs to hide the sex she still sought
to keep secrete.
"Well I guess you'll is anxious to finds out the results of these
here proceedings. But first though I wishes to offer the fine
services of the best......" Ralph began.
"You fool stop with the commercials. We want the results and then
I'm are going to take home my ponies for my own special
rigerous training." Stella demanded anxiously.
"The old witch is right. I want my pony to try out on the fine
blue grass fields of my own farm." Nick interjected with a gleam
in his eyes. He was focused on the flaming red pussy hair of
Victoria, and pony training was the second thing on his mind.
"OLD WITCH!! Indeel you slovenly uncooth slob. I've won more...
." Stella sputtered.
Ralph held up his hugh black hand for silence. "I'se just going
to offer my expert training of this here raw talent, but I sees
that their is no pleasing some folks, so without further shit."
"This here pony, goes to Angela for little Betty." He indicated
the tanned nudity that had once been Joan. A school teacher,
once a long time ago, now a play thing to a child.
Joan was horrified and somewhat satisfied. She would be removed
from these horrible men. Service to the little girl would be easy
and Angela would be.... well better than the men... or so she
thought.
"OH MOMMIE THANK-YOU....THANK-YOU.... I LOVE YOU SOO MUCH..."
Betty gushed to her mother. Then she tugged Joans captive labia
and looked up into her ponys face and said, "When I get you home,
after your are branded, I have a brand new pair of spirs to try
out."
<Branded!!!!> Joans mind rebelled. <No one said anything about
BRANDING.>
Betty released the sex lips and grabbed the captives belly and
smiling said, "I'll bet this just takes to my spirs soo well
when I ride your back sometimes.", and the little hands rubbed
the now swelling ass cheeks. "These will stripe up soo nice.
Ma's other mare doesn't like it at all but you will be mine...
all mine and we'll have such fun you and I...."
Joan turned white with fear. <Spirs....the little bitch is going
to use spirs!!!> The bark collar kept her vocal responses to a
minimum but she shifted on her feet with her eyes flashing for a
way to escape her newly announced fate.
"Now stop that Betty don't you see you are scaring the poor
thing. Now we'll have to rope her down. How many times have I
told you that the whip and the spirs are not for the ponys fun.
That is yours. Unless....." Angela said as she slipped her hand
into Joans now shrinking sex. "Why I do declare. We picked right.
She is jucing at the very thought of your whip and spirs..., or
is it the branding???"
Algela took the ranes firmly in her hands to assume claim to her
new acquition.
Joan was pulled by emotions. She had seen the little girl as an
escape. Now their was this about a whip and spirs... Branding.
She should be horrified..... Why was she jucing like this....
What had she become.....
The flicking of Angelas hand confirmed that she was excited, and
horrified at the same time. Manupilation of her clit added to the
confusion. She stood there in a trance and surrendered that part
of her femaleness to her new mother-daughter owners. Besides what
could she do??
Ralphs words cut through this touching scene and announced, "Now
we gots us a tie for the Bay. Seems that our lady owners would
each like to be the proud owner of this here fillie." The big
black hand closed on Alices shrinking left tit. "I thinks we has
to have some fair and equitable method of settling this situation.
Any suggestions?? Dose any of you'll wish to gracefully give up
her claim??"
The firm grip on Ailces orb kept her standing even though she
wished otherwise. She was now a piece of meat. Fine meat, yea,
but, still....
"Angela has the other one. This fillie should belong to me. I
want her and ......" Stella began.
"Not on your dried up old cunt. I want this one for myself."
Angela demanded out of spite. If Stella wanted the pony and she
could block her rival she demanded her right too.
"NOW ... NOW.... none of that name calling. Supposes I puts these
checks on the bar and you'll see if you'll can find something of
value that adds to the pot to make a difference to the deal.
We'uns will admire the senery and I go gets the habashi started
for the next step in the proceedings." Ralph explained to the
assembly. With a pinch on Alices tit Ralph went for the charcole
and fixings.
Alice shuttered. If only she had not ridiculed the boys.. She
would never do that again. She would become a nun. That meant
none forever if she ever could get out to this mess. she would
do... Where were those white knights when you needed one.
Stella reached in her purse and took out all her folding money to
add to her check. Angela took off her gold chain and placed it on
her check.
When Ralph returned and assesed the new offers he delaired "The
fillie go to ......Stella." He sprayed the lighter fluid and
started the charcole to heating for the marking.
"Old bitch..." Angela declaired.
"I resent that and I'm going to make you eat those words. Lets
make a little wager. After my training this little bitch will
beat anything you can put up in the Big Race. How about we make a
little wager on the outcome right here and now?" Stella demanded.
"Fine with me....Lets make it interesting. I win I get your herd
and you for a week." Angela retorted.
"And If I win I get you, your herd and your daughter..... for the
week. I'm sure my nephew and his friends will get a lot of use
our of that big fat ass of yours." Stella answered.
Angella smiled knowing Stellas horny nephew. The new pony would
be pregnant and in no shape to run the race. With this in mind
Angela shook Stellas hand and the deal was made.
"Now that that is out the was then next mare is the almost raw
recute here," Indicating Victoria, "I strongly suggest ....Nick ,
you leaves her here and let me take her in hand. Only cost you my
usual fee plus boarding. What you says??"
Victoria was horrified. <These people were treating her like....
like an ..... animal... She was a valuable member of the news
profession.. A journalist.... They couldn't do this. She shook
her head and tried to speak..
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA...." was as far as she got.
"Not on your black dick. I want to train and..... well I just
want to keep her under my own control." Nick answered. He could
not help the tenting in his baggy pants. If this was a male only
auction he'd have this bitch down on the dusty ring for one fast
fuck to relieve the pressure in his groin.
As this was coed Nick grabbed Victorias lead and dragged her
behind the barn for a little....IN AND OUT...... To relieve the
preassure build up and celebrate his acquesition of such a fine
piece of pony flesh.
"Animal", Stella said, "Just had to give in to his baser
nature." A superiou snear was on her lined face.
"Now the final fillie of the day be....going to George. Now this
un really be needing of firm training." Ralph indicated Cathys
nude whitness. "You really ougth to let me trains her if'n you
spects to....."
Cathy was horrified. <She was a proud lesbian and now she was
being sold to this dirty old man.... NO she would rebel. She
would not go.. She wanted to be with little Sue in the barn. Why
was she back there and I am going to this old goat?>
"Now .... Now Ralph you are a good competent pussy pony trainer
but well I think I can train this cute little split tail. Besides
she will make me warm after those long hard days of training
sleeping next to me." George answered, taking Cathys lead from
Larrys hand and running his other hand over the split tail..
<Shit> Ralph thought. <None of these here owners going to let me
train their ponies. I going to have...... What does that ofay
bastard the producer have in mind for the little chinkie bitch.
Yea I could do it and charge the fool a fortune for the suff.>
<Now I got to get stiff this grinning black baboon of this money
and get him to get me a real track star for my entry in the Big
Race. Him being a coach and all he bound to know the top bitch
athelete in the county.>
<A poor black mans work is never done. Less'en he sceames it all
out.>
"Now bring them ponies here and let me brand um and photo ID um
for the record. You first Betty. Get your mare on up on this
table so's I can mark her for you."
Betty dragged a reluctant Joan to the table by the simple
expedient of pulling on the leash and sex lips of the reluctant
former teacher.
When she got Joan to the table Ralph dragged her by the throat
to the top of the table and secured her neck one end and her
legs spread to the table legs. Ralph stepped inside the expanse
and grinned down at the female nudity laid out for him.
Joan shook her head and pleaded with her eyes to Ralph to spare
her this but very business like Ralph grabbed a red hot iron and
proceeded to lay the glowing metal o the left side of the neither
lips.
The smell of sweet burning popcorn filled the air. Joan mond and
started to cry out, but the collar effectively stifled her out
cry till she passed out.
Ralph counted to himself....<One onethousand....two one
thousand.....three one thousand..... four onethousand... five
one thousand.> Then he withdrew the dimly glowing iron from the
sex of what had been Joan. Now that was burned out of her. It
belonged to little Betty. Joan having long since passed out from
the proceedings.
Turning to Larry, Ralph ordered, "Get a hold of her and help me
get her off the table and lower heer to the ground. Now I takes
the picture and we names her as her owner wants. What you'll
wnats to name the bitch?"
Angela turned to Betty and siad, "Tell the nice man what you are
going to neme her, darling."
"Daisy... I am going to call her Daisy. Mommie says that we can
have her tattoed if I want and I'm not sure but I will call her
Daisy."
"Daisy it is!" Ralph said, positioning the camera and
photographing the foraid "R" branded on the neither lip of Daisys
owned hide.
Alice was soon positioned and the now red hot iron descended to
her owned cunt. When Ralph withdrew the iron Stella steped
forward and opened her purse. She withdrew a strip of rawhide and
an awe.
"Ralph while she is our sew her up for me. If I leave her natural
that dick head nephew of mine will fuck her pregnant in no time.
This way, if he does, I'll know and cut his balls off. Nothing
fancy now just a simple cross wise stich to insure her hole is
inaccessable till I want it used." Stella said handing the
implements to the black hands.
Angela did not like it. The closing of this mares hole ment real
competition from Stellas entrance to the race. What could she do.
A bet was a bet. She had to train her mare to the level she was
capeable of.
The end for now.........
