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Out of this world 1 (pony girls)

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This story is for 18 year olds and over. It contains graphical
descriptions of bondage, control and nc sex. Do not read it if you are
a minor.

This story is set on another planet, similar to earth. It is complete
fantasy. Don't read it if you don't like penetration, dildo sex, pain,
bondage etc. Just read the Peter Rabbit stories instead. Note that
these girls are specially replicated for this task so don't try this
at home. This story can be reproduced electronically and distributed
freely as long as it is left intact and is not altered in any way. (c)
1996 Spoonbender

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It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and the air had that crisp
sharp tang of newly washed meadows. I was relaxing, reading a book and
sipping my enerjuice as my engine-girls propelled me along at a nice
sedate rate. I enjoyed the breeze caused by their exertions, a mild
zephyr that slightly ruffled the pages of my rather racy novel. I had
the entertainment system on and Bach wafted across the fields from my
headrest speakers. All was well with the world.

I only had two engine girls hooked up today, even though my rig, the
mellifluous 200, had a maximum capacity of four. On my right was Bree
a fully trained engine, who was also steering, on my left was a new
engine, Leah. I'd only had her for about a month and I thought that
this was a good opportunity to further her training. I had them both
in the upright position, Bree was not blindfolded but Leah was as I
didn't want her distracted during training. As you know the 200 series
allows the user to push the engines upright, which had the advantage
that the visibility was better as only their pumping legs intruded on
the light. However I could lower them so that their bodies lay along
the line of the machine.  This had the effect of pushing the pedals
back so they could push both down and back. According to the makers
this increased the efficiency while decreasing the air resistance. The
makers laughingly called this the 'racing' mode. The mellifluous 200
is reckoned to be one of the most comfortable of all of the girl
propelled buggies, with a full leather trim and an excellent sound
system. It had a full engine management system computer that just
needed programming with the optimum engine parameters and then it
could do the rest, completely automatically, you only needed to set
the speed.  For example Bree responded best to nipple sting to urge
her onwards, whereas Leah seemed to need a fairly significant amount
of clit sting to start her and then butt plug shocks to motivate her
over longer journeys. You could of course switch to manual and in that
way find the best control combinations to suit your particular
engines. It could control up to 4 engines, each with a unique control
combination. I was fairly experienced in buggies but I found the task
of controlling 4 engines manually was too much like hard work, so I
was comfortable leaving the computer to do the work.

The  engines were in warm weather gear, which essentially meant that
they were naked, except for their constraining straps. They had two
plugs in their rear end, one in their cunt and one in their butt.
These plugs were shaped liked penises and were metal coated so they
could shock if necessary. They were also capable of vibrating,
twisting, flexing and pumping in and out. The engines were lightly
loaded today with 6" plugs. Bree could handle an 8" in her butt and a
10" in her cunt, but Leah was still a bit uncomfortable with anything
bigger that a 5 in her butt and a 6 in her cunt. I thought I'd break
Leah into a 6 in her butt today, as I wasn't expecting to have to get
anywhere in hurry. Some buggy owners swore by oversized plugs, but I
just stayed with standard Shinseis. The Shinseis are proportional
plugs in that their girth is in proportion to their length. So a 6"
plug would be 1" across, an 8" 1.5" and a 10" is 2" across. The
oversized ones varied but the standard, amongst boys racers, was up to
3" for a 10 incher. I personally felt this was too much, it did
nothing for efficiency, it just made the drivers feel more macho. The
plugs were mounted directly to the pump motors which in turn were
bolted onto a U shaped frame which the engine effectively sat in and
was then strapped around her waist. The frame on this model came apart
so you could get at either of her holes if you needed to use her
sexually. There is also a clitoris clip which was wired into the
computer (used for cold starts says the owners manual) on which the
voltage size and duration could be finely adjusted for optimum
performance.

On the breasts there were two suction cups. These were connected to a
pump under my seat and they could be used to suck her nipples for
stimulus purposes (you would switch them on a few minutes before you
needed to fuck her and she'd be ready for you, says the manual). If
you fed her the right hormonal balance in her fuel then you could milk
her, but I found that to be too much hassle. Finally there were metal
inserts which could be used to impart a carefully controlled shock to
the nipples for 'encouragement purposes' as the manual coyly puts it.
The breast cups were mounted on a strap which in turn was fixed,
behind her back to a steel bar which ran down to the waist strap and
then flared out in a large, inverted U and connected to the buggy
frame via a pivot. Her hands were, naturally, strapped to the
handlebars so either engine could be used to steer for fully automatic
operation. Her feet were strapped onto pedals which, on this model
drove each back wheel independently, one wheel per engine, they could
be locked however for single engine 'get you home' use. Finally there
are condition monitors built in, which checked the condition of the
engines. Things like heart rate, breath rate, C02 emissions etc were
all linked back to the computer which had been programmed with the
engine data which is collected on her medical examination every three
months. In this way the engines shouldn't be overtaxed. This system
was made compulsory by the government some two years ago after a spate
of terminal engine failures and the police were very rigorous in
enforcing it.

We were about 6 miles from Locklea and I was just considering stopping
for a hopbrew when I became aware of another buggy alongside mine
keeping pace. It was one of the new Superstyx, two wheeled, racing
machines. It had only one engine but it was designed for speed. Unlike
my buggy, in which the engines were either side of the driver, on this
model the rider sat astride the engine who lay along the frame. It was
made of pure Titan alloy and was very light and strong. It too had a
full engine management system but it had a set of extra features, such
as a full body environmental suit to keep the engine at optimum
operational temperature and humidity. It also had a caning unit
fitted, this was used to thrash the engine's backside and was noted
for its efficiency in fast starts even with a relatively untrained
engine. I noticed that the engine had a full head hood fitted with a
large scooped air intake. The hood was integrated with the suit, which
was tastefully designed out of black and red scatchy-leather. This
leather was very thin and flexible and made from an animal only found
on maxima prime, thus it was very expensive. The engine was completely
encased except for the buttocks which needed to be naked for caning
efficiency. I did notice that he had the breast massager option
fitted.  This was supposed to be designed for cruising and sex duties.
I had been looking at them for fitting to my own rigs. I wondered how
good they were, maybe I could ask. I put down my book and helloed a
greeting to the driver. He was a young man, barely 18 at first glance
with the woven trillian headlocks that denoted the seriously wealthy
supermerch class. I was considered to be comfortable but the
supermerchs were wealthy beyond imagining, some even owning complete
star systems.

'Hi old man' he greeted me 'Going for a spin in your boring-o-bile
eh?'

I decided to ignore his taunt and just commented on the lovely
weather, but he was persistent.

'I bet that thing hardly clears ten mile an hour loaded down with all
that crap. Those engines look as though they're only fit for a
Thantian Miners Brothel. By the great god Gates, you should get a real
machine like mine', he patted his engine on her side.

I heard Bree suck in her breath as he insulted her. Leah couldn't hear
a thing because she had ear plugs fitted with Bach blasting into them. 

'This rig was built for comfort, young man. It may not be as flashy as
yours but I dare say it will still be going long after yours suffers
from terminal titan rot. Your machine is built for short duration work
whereas this one is a long pacer designed for comfortable mileage
eating'

'Yeah, says who? I bet I could beat you over a distance as well as the
short'

I still don't know why I took up his challenge. My friends called me
crazy risking a perfectly good buggy for a damn fool bet. Crazy or not
I said. "You bet eh? I bet you that I could beat you to Locklea and be
sitting supping my hopbrew as you staggered in. If you came at all
that is'

'Right' he said ' Your bet is taken. I bet you my rig against yours
that I will beat you to :Locklea'

I hesitated and he taunted, 'Lost your stomach old man?'

'Your bet is taken' I said.

I stopped and prepared my rig for the race as he sat and smirked. I
blindfolded Bree and fitted air scoops to both engine's mouths. I then
lowered them into racing position. After making one last check on the
harness tightness I climbed in and signaled my readiness to start. He
laughed and shouted. 'One, two, three go man go'

He was off., the cane flashing in the sun as the meaty cracks
propelled his rig on. I followed moments later. I knew I was at a
disadvantage as he pulled steadily away and for a brief moment I
thought that I'd made a mistake but then I noticed something that
convinced me that technique not speed may yet win the day.

In true boy racer style he had extra large plugs fitted and even at
this early stage they were both pumping madly. Then he was lost to
view as he rounded the first corner, leaning over hard. I decided to
pace my engines, I was a little bit worried about Leah. She was not
used to this sort of thing, whereas Bree had competed in strip rig
races earlier in her career. So I decided to lock the back wheels so
Leah could get a feel for Bree's pace. I flicked the switch that
retracted the Cunt plugs and disengaged the automatic control from the
computer. I needed full control if I were to win this one.

For the next few minutes I was working steadily around the controls,
my eyes flicking from road to instruments and back again as I adjusted
the controls for optimum performance. I decided to concentrate on the
butt plug as the main form of speed maintenance. I adjusted each
engines control voltage carefully, giving Leah a little more as I felt
her lack of experience warranted it. I rounded the bend just in time
to see my opponent accelerate briskly down the straight. He really was
going well and I took a couple of moments to admire the sway of his
engine's buttocks as she pumped the pedals wildly. The muscles in her
ass were magnificent, bunching and relaxing as she tried to force the
maximum into each pedal push. I had to admit that the caning unit was
certainly worth its weight as it lashed into her sweat slicked bottom,
each cut driving her forward a little faster. 

My engines were working well, both well within their maximum limits,
as we started to accelerate smoothly.  I listened for their breath
which was huffing cleanly, no wheezing or gasping. I rounded the next
corner and pushed the butt plugs fully home, I then switched on the
vibrators on a low setting just to help to relax them. I was rewarded
by a slight spurt in speed, so I increased the vibration by another
notch. I was beginning to enjoy the wind in my face as the engines
smoothly pumped the pedals. I swapped the music to the engine's
headphones. I now put on a recording, reputedly from earth, by the
name of Tangerine Dream the Dream Mixes (the track  is 'Sojus' if you
must know!). I have always found this to be good driving music for
engines.

As we sped on I kept catching glimpses of the young man, at least 500
yards in front of me. I wondered if it was imagination but did he
appear to be flagging? We were about 4 miles from Locklea at this
point and my engines were not straining unduly. I decided that we
should increase the pace a little so I switched the butt plug to
maximum voltage and minimum duration. This brought  a small squeal
from Leah, Bree just grunted as the voltage hit her. It was time for
some nipple action so I flicked on the nipple volts to about half
setting. We seemed to surge forward when the first pulse hit their
tits and then we settled down to a new enhanced speed. I glanced back
at their pumping legs, which pistoned smoothly. I was rather proud of
these engines.

Now we were entering the Locklea switchback, a series of sharp bends
in the road. So I decided to disengage the locks that locked both
wheels together. So each engine was responsible for its own wheel.
This enabled me to push around bends without braking as I just got the
engine on the outside to work a little faster. I was a little worried
about Leah but she seemed to be pacing well, so I decided to risk it.
The risk was that if the engine on the outside flagged during
cornering then it might push us straight on, causing us to crash. I
needed more control so I slowly eased the cunt plugs back in. I
listened for Leah's breath and each time I heard a moan I stopped and
let her adjust to the intruder. Finally they were both fully home.

I entered a command on my control keyboard and locked the voltage on
the cunt plugs to the steering. Finally I started them vibrating. We
went into one tight right-hander and Leah was the outside girl. She
seemed to hesitate so I had to switch her cunt plug voltage to near
maximum to keep her momentum going. She leapt like racehorse and we
were through, I decided to leave the setting like this. Now we were
really motoring their legs a blur when seen out of the corner of my
eye. Less than a mile to go and I came up behind the racer as I
rounded a bend. His pace was shot and his engine seemed to be
arrhythmic as she pumped the pedals. The plugs were pumping at maximum
and the cane whistled virtually non stop, but I could see that she was
nearly done in.

I pulled up to about 100 yards behind him and then switched the cunt
plugs to pump. The rig seemed to leap forward as the plugs raced in
and out of my engine's cunts. I pushed the volts' duration to near
maximum on the butt plugs, backed it off on the nipple clips to tingle
and switched on the clitoris clip to continuous low volts. The
engine's skins seemed to erupt in sweat as we leapt forward, sweeping
past him smoothly. I glanced at him as we passed, he looked furious
and he was hitting the side of his engine with the palm of his hand.
As the public house hove into view I let rip with everything and we
sped forward. The engines reached full orgasm as we reached the
village outer marker and they seemed to freeze their pedaling and
cried out in climatic lust as the plugs continued their thrusting in
their hot cunts. We entered the buggy park with both engines off-line
and lost in orgasm. I braked and swung the buggy broadside into the
users compound. It was a proud moment as I switched off the engine's
electric's and they subsided. Bree was breathing heavily and Leah was
sobbing and there was a catch in her breath.

I was behind the rig manually unhooking the cunt plugs from my engines
as he limped home. His engine was going to be next to useless for at
least an hour and it was only him helping by pushing with his legs
that got him home at all. He looked furious but then grinned when he
saw me.

'I take it back old man. That was a tasty turn of speed. Not like this
useless pile of shit.'

I didn't say that it was more likely his driving than his engine which
looked competent enough although a little on the small side for the
duties that were expected of it. My engines were 5 feet six inches
tall yet his only seemed to be around 5 foot  4. Very small for a
single engine buggy in my view, especially a racing model.

I nodded to him and continued to prepare my engines for the wait.
First of all I gagged them of course then  I covered them in blankets
against the chill as their sweat cooled. I left their asses and legs
naked. Next I put spreader bars between their knees so their now naked
cunts were opened. As they had done well I decided to allow them to
pick up any passing fucks that might be going. I'd already noticed
some young lads whose eyes lit up as I prepared them. The young man
just pushed his rig onto the stand and left her, with her cunt
vibrator switched on.

We went into the pub to complete the hand over of my new racing rig. I
must say I was looking forward to seeing what it would do with a more
experienced driver in control. 

The young man laughed as we went in as he called out to an old man
nursing an Olde Churlish hopbrew.

'Want a real drink Grandad?' he called and the old man scowled. The
loss of his rig meant nothing to him, that was obvious. What it is to
be rich eh?

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I hope you liked it. I know it is a bit strange. There is a sequel if
you are interested. Email me with comments etc.


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