Fantasy or Reality
written and orgasmed over by poenkitten
51. And the Beat Goes On
Nubaby tried to pull herself together and under control...she could
ride this pain...there was no way that they were gonna break
her...none...OH GOOOOOOOODDDDD PLEEEAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEE IT
HUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTS....her mind slowly gave way to the
pain despite all the will she brought to bear. All too soon she
writhed and fought in the chains holding her...a small trapped animal
with but one though...stop the pain anyway she could. Her tan flesh
glistened in the fitful light of the basement as she stretched her
mouth wide trying to keep the spines from piercing the flesh of her
tongue and roof further. There was nothing she could do for her
cunt...that agony she would have to bear.
Tony answered the door when he heard LAGuardian pull up. Grinning he
helped the large man pull his gear from the car. "Good to see you
again buddy." LAGuardian clasped wrists with Tony. Nearly as large as
Tony, he shared a marked interest in the same torments of feminine
flesh. Tony knew that he held the more...subtle tortures in an experts
touch....whereas he himself...had never quite gotten the hang of
finesse. If anyone could help him break the slut...LAGuardian could.
"Now where is this slut you've stolen Tony, and what have you done to
her so far?" LaGuardian followed Tony into the house, carrying one of
the large cases easily under his arm. It was with a beaming smile that
he greeted Mary, Tom, Bear and DebiJean again. Business had kept him
from his friends for far too long. Tony and the rest brought him up to
speed on what had been done, and then showed him to a room where he
could get changed. It was a different man who left the room and
returned. His formidable body was now covered from head to foot in
black leather...a 3/4 executioner's hood covering all but his eyes,
mouth and chin, gauntlets making his massive wrist look even larger.
Carefully he adjusted his vest and wide leather belt...his appearance
would do half the work for him. Lifting one case and handing the other
to Tony...they descended into the basement to face Nu.
Eisanna had remained at the farm with her slaves...it had been a while
since she had seen Gene...but more..there were things that needed
doing about the farm and it would give her an opportunity to work her
slaves harder. Both Grimli and wildrose had been allowed to rest that
evening...the next day would be one of strenuous labor and pain.
Rising early was not her strong suit, but she wanted to get to work
and life on a farm even a human pony farm...still starts early. Her
crop woke the sleeping slaves...grimli groaning as he rose..his balls
were black and blue...and still extremely painful...but no where near
as swollen as they had been. "Com 'on you lazy bastards...we have a
long day ahead of us...If I can get up you can." Leaving them little
time to wake, eisanna goaded them from the room and downstairs to
greet Gene. "Morning Luv...I hope there's coffee at least?" Gene
grinned and handed her a cup...he had already been up for an hour and
fed and watered his mare lizette. Grimli and wildrose looked at one
another...God that coffee smelled good...it was something they had not
tasted in weeks. "Gene if you want take Grimli out and get him
started...I will be there as soon as I have finished this and Wildrose
has dressed me." "Not a problem Eisanna, take your time. Grimli! Move
it!" with a last lingering look at the coffee pot the naked slave
followed Gene from the house and down to the stable.
"Your gonna sweat today boy...Now back in here..." Gene chivvied the
slave into position and began to cover his body with thick 1" straps
of leather harnessing. Grimli was unsure of what was being done to his
body as he looked down at the padded chest plate that was covering his
pectoral muscles..held in place by straps that bound his upper ribs
and ran between his groin and ass then back again. Pushing the mans
torso so that it bent slightly at the waist Gene slide the bars of the
sled into place on the sides of the harness and chained them in place.
Lifting a thick cross-piece he set it in front of the slave and cuffed
his hands to the padded bar. Grimli looked up...it slowly dawning on
his still sleepy mind that he was going to be moving loads of
something. He tried to refuse the heavy curb bit that Gene began to
force into his mouth..but a quick tap to his tenderized balls soon put
a stop to that. Once bit and brindle were in place Gene moved
quicker...a pouch going around the tender balls to protect them and a
metal collar around the head of Grimlis cock. A thin leather strap led
from the cock ring to the bridle...Grimli's head would remain bowed or
he ran the risk of yanking his cockhead and cutting it. Leading the
reins to the sled he secured them on the crosspiece and then went to
hunt for the spare tail he had...No pony would be complete without
it...not even a draft pony. Coating the plug with Dr. Bonners
Peppermint Castile soap he began to shove it into place. Grimli
lurched forward in pain as the concentrated peppermint soap burned
into his asshole only to be pulled up short by the pain in his mouth
as Gene yanked the reins. He stood still and suffered the pain as the
plug was shoved home and the long tail brushed the back of his calves.
Satisfied that everything was in readiness, Gene stepped onto the low
sled and picked up reins and whip.
"YAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH...MOVE IT! YAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the whip
snapped into the broad back before him as Gene snapped the reins.
Grimli leaped forward under the goad of pain to be brought up short by
the sleds refusal to move.
SNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPP....CRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKKK,
over and over the whip fell as the man pushed against the crosspiece,
his muscles bulging. Slowly the six low wheels of the sled began to
turn and he was guided out of the stable. Gene turned him toward the
gradual downhill incline and towards the distant woods...the whip
snapping as he urged greater speed out of the straining slave. The
early morning sun had barely taken the chill out of the air, but
Grimli began to warm as he raced ahead of the now freely moving sled.
It seemed an eternity before Grimli felt the pain of the bit slowing
him...his ribs were heaving and his flesh coated with a sheen of sweat
as he was slowed and turned into the woods. Easing him between the
trees Gene guided him to a deadfall of wood. Securing the bridle to
another tree...he set about cutting up the wood into manageable pieces
and loading them on the sled. Grimli could see him going back and
forth out of the corner of his eyes and shivered...this would not be a
light load...and though the grade was gentle pulling it back up hill
was not going to be easy.
Gene did not intend to overload the sled...better to make several
trips than to destroy someone elses slave. His intent was to train the
man...get him to the point he would obey without thinking...not to
kill him. Calculating he had loaded about two hundred lbs of wood on
the sled, he decided to start back up hill. Between sled and wood the
slave would be pulling 400 lbs...uphill, that would be enough to
start. Unhitching Grimli he leaned his own weight pushing against the
sled as he turned the slave and sled about. Standing back near the
head of the sled...he began to play the whip over the mans body,
cutting and slashing him to get his moving. Grimli strained, his full
weight pushing against the padded cross piece His head jerking up in
pain with each lash and pulling at his cock. The mans powerful thighs
trembled and stood out in relief as he leaned forward trying to get
the heavy sled to move...each step fought for and dearly one...it
began to roll. Gene knew that the slave had to get the cart up to
speed or he would never make it back up hill. Over and over his whip
urged Grimli faster, to put more effort into it as they left the woods
and began the long climb.
NuBaby was so deep in the pain that she was unaware when the group
came back down, nor did she see the newest arrival. Tony stopped and
stared at the slave, her body gleamed in the light, a wet pool of piss
tinged with blood gathered beneath her. Slowly he walked over to her
and grabbing her hair, pulled her head back so that he could look at
her face. He saw nothing in her eyes...only pain, no recognition, no
intelligence...just pure agony. His hand fumbled at the scarf holding
the cactus in her mouth and removed it. Gently he pulled the nearly
denuded vegetation free. NuBabys mouth remained open, the spines from
the cactus embedded deep in the flesh. Sliding on a leather glove he
pulled the cactus from her cunt. His toy, his pet, shook and wept in
his grip as the spines pulled free to remain behind. LAGuardian helped
him to free the slave of her bonds. He and Tony held the girl up by
her arms and dragged her to the operation table where Mary waited.
Guardian looked at the mass of spines in the girls open mouth..."Hmmm
I take it she angered you?" Tony laughed..."The fucking bitch tried to
bite my cock off and then escape. Took almost a hundred stitches to
close up the bit marks, a tetanus shot, and the little slut nearly
made it on her escape attempt."
Guardian nodded..."Well I don't think she will be doing much
biting...but running..that is going to be a horse of a different
color...we need to make her want to stay or incapable of thinking of
running without overwhelming fear." Mary picked up tweezers and set to
work in the girls mouth. Each spine left as painfully as it had
entered the flesh, pulled slowly and carefully by the surgeon to
insure as little damage as possible. NuBaby's eyes brimmed with tears
and gratitude, but still her face was lined with a rictus of pain.
Nearly an hour had passed before Mary finished with the girls mouth.
Over 1 thousand spines had been worked free from the slaves mouth, her
tongue and tissues swollen, even her cheeks had puffed out, giving her
a decidedly chipmunk appearance. Now would come the truly delicate
work. Tony had not shoved the cactus deep into the girls cunt, he had
not wanted to pierce the uterus, but the lips, and inner walls were
covered with the sharp spines. Tony maneuvered NuBabys legs up in the
stirrups and secured them...spreading the metal legs as far as he
could. With LAGuardian's help he held the girls legs and body as Mary
moved to inspect the multiply pierced cunt. Her eyes glittered as the
pink folds were spread wide revealing a nearly completely spine
covered vaginal opening. It nearly looked frosted. Evilly she grinned
as she prepared to go to work.....
"She Loves you...she loves you not" Each spine yanked from the girls
swollen and agonized cunt brought screams of pain as NuBaby dug her
nails deep into the tables edge. Mary began to shudder softly as she
probed with the tweezers, gripping the next spine and easing it from
the flesh with a snap of her wrist. Slowly the mouth of the cunt was
cleared of the spines...and she reached for a metal speculum. Sliding
it into the girl she began to opening it...one of the old fashioned
models it operated on a screw and as she slowly turned it the metal
leaves opened wider and wider. NuBabys screams redoubled as she felt
her swollen pelvic muscles pushed wider than even Tonys enormous fist
had spread her.
NuBaby had not known that she could hurt so much and stay conscious.
Struggle as she might, there was no escaping the pain as each spine
was pulled from her flesh. Marys probing tweezers brushed over the
spines in front as she deliberately worked from the back forward. At
long last her tormented body gave up...and he mind sank into the sweet
bliss of darkness. "Mary...she's out!" Tom alerted his wife to the
girls state. It took a few moments for Mary to pull herself back into
control, staving off the orgasm...that loomed with each scream from
the girls ravaged mouth. "SHIT!" Mary moved over to her small
refrigerator where she stored supplies...choosing two small vials she
brought them back along with a hypodermic. Efficiently she drew up a
small amount of adrenaline and of an antihistamine, then injected them
directly into the girls tit via her nipple. Tom snapped an ammonia
capsule under her nose and the slave woke screaming in pain as her
nipple as breached and the point driven deep into the tit flesh.
"There that should keep the slut awake...I don't want her to miss any
of this!" Tony grinned at Mary as she spoke and dug his finders deeper
into the girls flesh. "Hear that bitch...you got Miss pissed at you."
NuBaby face showed her fear...all defiance was gone from the girl now,
all she knew was pain, and she could feel the shakes as the adrenaline
rushed through her system, sending the nerve endings into
hyper-sensitivity.
Mary returned to her work on the sluts slit, each spine now being
twisted free instead of pulled. NuBaby did the only thing she
could...she gave herself over to the pain and stopped fighting it.
Grimli finally made it up the incline, his back and thighs covered in
welts, Gene drew him to a halt by the water trough and began to unload
the wood as the young man stood trembling in the traces. Eisanna
yoohoo'd from the house and led WildRose Down. The woman was dressed
in tight fitted jeans, boots and a plaid silk shirt. She stroked
Grimli's muscles as she drew next to him. "I Have Come To Help!" Gene
looked over the womans outfit with a appreciative eye. It was not
practical, but it was cute. "And what are we going to do with Wildrose
while we are going up and down the hill?" "She is a big girl and she
can pull alongside Grimli...after all I want them trained as a matched
pair." Wildrose shook her head...she could see the weight that Grimli
had been forced to pull, see the whip marks over his ass and thighs,
and the large bluebottle flies landing and nipping at the tenderized
flesh. Gene said nothing but went into the barn to saddle lizette and
bring out another harness. He tied lizette to the post and turned to
hand Eisanna a bowl of hi-protein, hi-carbohydrate gruel for Grimli.
Pulling his head up, Eisanna worked the gruel past the curb bit,
ignoring the pained moans as his raised head tugged at his cock.
Bitter and soft if eased its way down his dry throat and filled his
belly. As Wildrose was harnessed, Grimli began to feel the energy
rising in his body again. Using the now empty bowl Eisanna began to
give the grateful draft slave a drink from the trough.
Gene made sure that the slaves tits were bound high on her chest,
holding them out for the driving whip, and then settled the padded
breast plate into place. Finally she was ready and he backed her into
the traces next to Grimli, forcing her to bend under the crossbar.
Securing her wrists to the bar...he snapped a hook between Grimli's
and her harness, insuring that they would have to move in tandem. With
a bit of adjustment he made extra sure that her bridle fit well and
that the reins were not tangled before knotting them together with the
others. They were ready.
Lizette looked around as she tried to ease her shoulders under the
saddle. It had been modified from a saddle for a Shetland pony, and
was one that she rarely wore. Gene preferred to work her on the lunge
line or trot her before his sulky...it was rare that he chose to ride
her. With a bow Gene handed Eisanna up into the saddle and adjusted
the stirrups. Lizette, backed and filled as the unfamiliar weight
settled on her shoulders, she had never born anyone save her Master
and found a kernel of resentment flaring. Gene grabbed the reins loose
and snapped the whip across her ass...warning her not to buck or fail
him. Shamed the filly settled as her Master controlled her, then
handed the reins to Eisanna, along with a crop. Lizette held her head
wide as the unfamiliar hands controlled her mouth and curved her ass
out for the crops snap that would start her moving.
Stepping into the sled...Gene snapped the whip across Wildrose and
Grimli's asses and Yelled for them to pull. The team of draft ponies
threw themselves into the sleds traces as Eisanna snapped the crop
against lizettes ass and started her in a slow walk next to the moving
sled.....
