~Subject: Coach 11 nc sm pedo r s etc
~From: rgfish@rpaladin.win.net (Richard G Fischer)
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Coach #11
by Paladin
"What you think of un?? Really now, none of that bull shit you
done before." Ralph said to Angela.
"Can we taken un home mommie... Please mommie.... I like this
one here. Her thingie is soo smooth. I know I can whip it soo much
and I will be so good in school and I...." Little Betty just
beamed with her hand in Joans cunt. She had made her choice.
Joan was not so happy. This little child fingering her was to be
her owner?? Why only last week if she had been told this she would
have.... But that was last week.
"I don't know darling. I mean we do have the other one.... Let's
see what they can do out on the path with a racing cart. Ralph can
we try them out on the trail?" Angela asked.
"Well...OK but be a short ride.. Got's people coming. Serious
buyers, so none of that rough stuff. No buggy or horse whip. Just
a short trot and back here." Ralph said reluctantly.
From his position in the control room the producer cursed. This
was soo good he wanted them to stay there in camera range, and
give him more of this footage for his epic production.
"You'll takes the short course so I can keeps you'll in eyeball
range. Not that I doesn't trust you, but they is new and be a
shame if'n they gets away." Ralph cautioned Angela.
"Oh Ralph you are such a worry wart. None of um ever got away
from my care before." Angela retorted bringing over a leather yoke
and after releading the leash from the overhead chain, placed it
on Alices shoulders. She cinched it under the girls tits and
tightened the waste strap.
Then she released Alices hands from her collar. Alices hands
fell to her shies, all but useless after being imprisoned for soo
long. Angela attached the leather wrist cuffs to the sides of the
waist strap, securing then at Alices sides.
"Pussy or tit leads on this bitch?" Angela asked.
"With them fine tits?? Tit leads of course." Ralph said.
"You men! All you think about is tits." Angela replied clipping
Alices nipples to leads running down over the yoke. "Now get this
straight Bitch. you go to the pulled tit side.. You got that?"
Alice, shrinking from the hurt from the clips could only nod.
Ralph had similarly outfitted a reluctant Joan. He rubbed his
big black hand over her denuded pussy and said,
"You be a good bitch for the lady and I gives this a good
workout when you'll gets back. You be soo juicy I be tempted right
now but it be bad in front of the little un. I knows you be up for
it, but we gots to wait." All the while he fingered her love bud.
Joan was horrified. He was giving her and Alice to this... Woman
for .... a ride. She was horrified. Why was she so reluctant to
leave the barn and those big black fingers. One slipped in side
her vagina and she spread her legs to allow him greater access..
What was she becoming??
Ralph lead Joan and Angela lead Alice to the back of the barn to
a large wagon. He yoked them to the wagon over Angelas protest.
"I want to use the smaller carts. One for me and one for Betty."
Angela argued.
"Bitches ain't been trained for it yet. You gets this or nothing
this time. Pulling you'll and the load they get a workout and you
gets your ride. Take it or leave it." Ralph stated.
Angela reluctantly got up and accepted the rains. Ralph lifted
Betty up to the seat beside her mother and said,
"Drive up slow. Be a lot of bricks there in the back. Once
around the short path, then back here." (Actually their was a ton
of bricks in the old wagon. Ralph used it for breaking in new
ponies.)
"Gitty up." Angela ordered snapping the rains. "Ralph I need a
whip or they ain't going to pull this big old wagon."
"Move them asses or I going to give her a whip." Ralph ordered
and to punctuate his command he used his whip.
SNAP.....
Both the reluctant nudes realized he meant it. This was bad. The
load caused them to strain, but the thought of the woman in
command with a whip caused then to strain and slowly the loaded
wagon started to move.
Creek.........Creek.........Creek.........
"Ralph they aren't pulling this very fast." Angela said
disgusted.
"Slow and steady. That be all you get's today. Now have fun."
Ralph said turning his back and he went back into the barn.
He rushed to the control room and pushed the producer out of the
way. He sat down and activated a new set of switches.
"Ralph you should have kept um inside so I could get more
footage." the producer demanded.
"Fool. Lookie here. Keep that tape running. I done activated the
remote cameras.....There they is now. Zoom in and lets see um
pull." Ralph ordered.
"You bastard. You got the whole place rigged up." the producer
said fumbling with the cameras control as Ralph moved another
control. Then the audio came in strong.
Creek......creek.......creek.......
"Mommie mine isn't pulling as good as the young one. Make her go
faster." Bettys voice came in clear as a bell. Even the youngsters
kicking of the wagon floor in frustration was heard.
"Ralph you are a genius. You got the whole place covered." the
producer exclaimed, delighted with the coverage.
"Can't all us niggars sing and dance. Some us fuck with
electronics and shit. No get to them controls and get this shit
down on tape for the video." Ralph ordered sternly.
Creek.........Creek.........Creek.........
"Whoooo!" Angela ordered steeping on the break. Causing the
straining nudes to stop and hold in place. sweat rooled down their
noe glistning bodies.
Angela rapped the rains around the break and stepped down to the
dusty trail. She reached down into her boot and drew a small
leather whip with several small knotted tassels dangling from the
handle. She flexed it and advanced to the sweating pussy ponies.
"Now we are out here alone. He can not help you. I am your
Mistress. You got that?" Angela demanded. "I want speed and you
bitches are going to give it to me. I don't care how many bricks
are in there. You are going to pull your asses off and if you
don't I am going to stop again and do this. Only next time I will
let Betty spell me if I get tired"
Whippppp....Whippppp....
A stripe appeared on each girls naked tit.
"Open then legs so I can show what a pussy whip is for." Angela
demanded. "This thing doesn't do a real good job on tits."
Both women sought to close their legs to deny Angela her
intended target.
Whipppp.....Whippppp
"You just be obstinate all you want. I'll cut them tits to
pieces first. One on the pussy lips or ten or so on the tits...
Don't hurry for me. You just keep them closed." Angela explained
to the hurting captives. She drew her arm back.
Alice saw the futility of resistance.... She opened her legs and
received a stripe of fire on her neither lips. She moaned and
sought to close the hurting place from further punishment.
"Now you bitch. Open um or I do the tits till you do." Angela
ordered Joan.
Joan opened her legs and received her stripe.
"Now if I have to get down again, I won't be so kind and I will
give you five each in there. I hope we understand each other."
Angela said.
Angela climbed back up and retrieved the rains. She released the
rains and announced,
"Gitty up...."
Creek...Creek...Creek..creek.creek.
The wagon began again and the straining hurting nudes pulled and
pulled. the wagon started off slow but at the inquiry,
"You want me to stop again?"
The girl / ponies strained to make the passage faster. The wagon
moved faster and faster.
"You see dear they need a little persuasion." Angela explained
to Betty.
"Oh mommy you are soo smart, but what will Ralph say when he
sees the marks." Betty asked.
"What that dumb niggar don't know won't bother him." Angela
answered her daughter.
The circuit of the path was short but to the straining nude
females it seemed like miles and miles. Finally they came to a
bend in the road and saw the barn.
"I want to feel a real rush between here and there." Angela
announced to the straining women, "Or I think we could go around
again. Ralph ain't out there so he will never know."
Creek..Creek..Creek.Creek.Creek.CreekCreekCreek
The girls could not seek Ralph, their savior, so they pulled
their hearts out. Another circuit was unthinkable. They strained
and strained.
They pulled up to the back of the barn before Ralph put in an
appearance.
"You really got um sweating for you." He remarked. "Too bad we
ain't got's the time for another circuit, but I needs to cool um
down and wash um for the other customers." Ralph said over looking
the whip marks on the tits.
He help Betty down and started to un hitch the girls from the
wagon. He lead the sweating women over to a pool of water and
forced them to walk into the cool water soothe them.
"Yes mam you sure got a way with bitches like this. They really
pulls their little hearts out for you, Angela." Ralph taunted.
"We came to an understanding, girl to girl. You wouldn't
understand being a man." Angela answered him.
"Well once I get's um cooled down you'll wants to um...." Ralph
asked.
"Yea give us a little privacy and I want to try out the old
bitch. I didn't get to see her tongue, besides it isn't the
length, it's how she uses it that counts." Angela remarked.
Joan, cooling in the water, shuttered. <He was going to let
her.. He wouldn't....he couldn't.... HE would....The black
bastard..>
"OK use the stall while I gets the young un fixed up, but don't
take all day I gots customers coming." Ralph laughed. "Come on
Betty you helps me get her ready."
"No. I want to keep Betty with me. You are not a good influence
on a young girl, like Betty. Besides this one would be for her if
I decide to take her home. She soo likes this old whore." Angela
said leading the reluctant Joan to the barn, Betty following
behind. All the while Joan was looking back as Ralph lead Alice
over to the wheel ring for her cooling down. she hoped for a
release from this new unwanted ordeal.
Ralph rubbed the oil in Alices skin and paid particular
attention to her neither lips and holes.
"Bitch done really got to you didn't she?" Ralph asked Alice.
Alice, stifled by the bark collar could only grunt and nod her
head, and hope that she did not wind up in Angelas hands ever
again.
More later......